One of Those Days

Do you ever have one of those days where you drop your phone and it slides underneath the produce display at the supermarket? Or your wallet decides to puke all of your credit cards, preferred customer cards, punch cards, and receipts onto to floor? Or a CD you were holding one minute is swimming with your mutant goldfish a split second later?

Or one of those days when ALL of those things happen before noon?

Pirattitude

Don't forget to talk like a pirate today.

Where Does Your Vacuum Live?

My vacuum is homeless. I put it in the laundry room when we have company, but I do laundry too often for it to live there premanently. I'm afraid to put it in the linen closet where the Linen Closet Troll lives. And the closet that it used to dwell in before there were three adorable children living here is now filled with pretty girl clothes and toys.

So? Where does your vacuum live? I need some ideas.

This Is Why It Is Great To Have Crazy Sisters

Martha found this and it's perfect!




There is a romper under the detachable gown!

Too Strange for a Title

I have no title for this post for the simple fact that it is the strangest, wackiest thing ever.

I observed something I have never, ever seen before. I was out on my lunch break, looking for a Christening outfit for the newest li'l member of our family. When I was driving back to work, there was a man on a motorcycle in front of me.

He looked like a stereotypical biker-dude...big and burly, black bandana and dark sunglasses, tattoos up and down his arms, sleeveless shirt with leather fringe, motorcycle pants, and the requisite Harley Davidson.

But there was something else. I didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

He was...gulp...wearing flip-flops. With socks. Thick athletic socks. The white ones with the gray bottoms. And black flip-flops.

I don't know how he got them on. It scared me. I mean, my first thought was that flip-flops aren't safe on a motorcycle. My second thought was that if that man committed a crime (which I'm sure he didn't, he's probably a very nice man), he'd be picked out of a lineup based on his motorcycle outfit. With socks and flip-flops.

What is the world coming to?

Public Advertisement

I discovered a children's show that is really, really worth watching. I've only seen one episode, so maybe I shouldn't make a rush decision, but even so, I've decided it's probably the best thing I've ever seen. I hardly ever let my munchkin watch TV. On the weekends, I'm more likely to let her watch a movie, or like today when she's not feeling well, I don't mind her laying on the couch watching Sesame Street or something. But today, we checked out a new show called Word World. Check it out here.

The Apple and the Tree

I realized last night, after a very long and hectic day, that the apple really doesn't fall far from the tree. I was relaxing by watching the KNGFU channel when I should have been going to bed. The movie was a cross between a Bruce Lee film and the Three Stooges...I couldn't help but think of dad.

Ye Olde Thesaurus

Resurrecting the Wednesday Word
 
    This past weekend, I headed to the beach with some of my girlfriends for a proper farewell to summer. On the drive there, as well as the drive back, we indulged in one of our more silly guilty pleasures, namely listening to Lauren read a trashy romance aloud. The tradition started a few years ago, and has hung around ever since. It's actually quite enjoyable!

    On this particular trip, we listened to the whimsy and woes of "Married to the Viscount." Among the true gems to be had in this rather lengthy novel, I have to admit my favorite part was the frequent use of the word "gimcrack."

    Do you think I can get P-Diddy and Snoop Dogg to switch from "bling?"

gim·crack (jĭm'krāk')
n. A cheap and showy object of little or no use
adj. Cheap and tasteless; gaudy

    Also a word? Gimcrackery!

Just Nine Things

These are my dinky disgruntlements:

1. Summer's over. Even though it's still very hot, the kids are back at school and the days are very structured. I miss the unstructured free days of summer already!

2. The frustrating nature of this house of mine. Everything is off by one inch. How is one supposed to find a wall sconce to fit in a 3 and 1/4 inch space?

3. Polishing all the wood surfaces on Thursday and then being told on Friday, "The plaster is going to have to come down."

4. Ancient wallpaper that is the only thing holding the plaster together in the hallway.

5. Realizing that this plaster dust is the same as every other project involving plaster coming down--it gets into every nook and cranny. Including picture frames.

6. The linen closet troll that lives in my house. How does that tiny closet get into so much disarray?

7. Car repairs. Stupid, expensive car repairs.

8. Mosquitos. They've been out of control this week!

9. The last twelve pounds of baby weight. I know, I know. It's only been two months and it took nine months to put the weight (44 pounds!) on, and I should give myself time to get back in shape. I'm just eager to put on my favorite fall clothes when the weather cools off.