July 22, 2008

Susceptible

As I'm going from one chore to another today, I had the following thought:

I wish I could just be on the internet in my head throughout the day. Like, be washing the dishes and browsing blogs in my brain.

Which, I deduct, makes me a prime candidate for an evil scientist somewhere who has a penchant for implanting mind-control chips in people's heads.

(But don't spread that around.)

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July 13, 2008

The Backroads

I think I left without saying goodbye, didn't I? I've been in the great state of Mississippi for the last couple of days visiting kinfolk. I ate tomato sandwiches for lunch every day. Went fishing with a cane pole. Drank gallons upon gallons of sweet tea, sometimes sun tea. Swatted mosquitos and picked figs and watched westerns. Attempted (but failed) to camp out with my 3, 5, and 7 year old. Went through old photos and quilt pieces, lazed in the porch swing till midnight. Fell asleep listening to a symphony of crickets and frogs every night. Got sunkissed, overfed, much hugged, and a little bit spoiled.

It was exactly wonderful.

And now I'm back, bone-tired and happy to be in my own bed, but already missing those who've loved me longest.

Tomorrow, I'll get life all back to normal, and in a few weeks, I'll strow it all up again with another summer trip somewhere. Isn't that the best way to pass the season? I love the freedom of summertime.

Anyway, I know I've been a little abbreviated with my blogging lately, but don't give up on me. I've still got the heart for it, I promise. Always more to say than time to say it... but I'll catch us up this week, mkay?

Okay, I'm off. Sleep tight, moonlight. See you in the bright and early.

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June 9, 2008

Newer, Faster, and Sleeker

I sure wish I was describing myself, but uh, no. I'm referring to Movable Type 4.1, which the good folks at terrablogs just installed as their blogging software. It is one sweet ride, people! I'm loving it. Ah, that new blog smell! Today is the first day I've used it, and I feel like I'm cruising the blogosphere in style. Thanks, guys!! Terrablogs is really the best free blogging portal out there.

As for me- I won't say I'm old and un-sleek, but I am certainly slower today. We spent the weekend painting, and I can barely move now! It's a good kind of sore though, the kind you get after you know you've done a lot of hard work. (And while I'm on the subject, thanks to my mom and Aunt J for watching the kids so we could paint!) We are fixing up a house that King Pen had the great privilege to inherit from his grandfather. I don't say that offhand either, this is a HUGE deal to us. It is a wonderful blessing, and we are so grateful for his generosity. We'll be renting it out for a few years, until we are able to move back to Monroe and live there ourselves. We're headed back up there next weekend for Round Two of the Painting, and I'll try to remember to take some pictures as we work.

This house... well, it's an amazing thing to have happen to us. I don't think we'll ever get over the joy and appreciation that comes with a gift like this, not just the physical gift of brick and land from Papaw, but the provision and abundance that God has given. We can't do anything but thank Him for it, and pray that He will allow us to be used in other's lives the way Papaw was in our's.

*happy sigh* A house.

Well, I suppose I should get started on my verra busy week. Tonight, the grocery game. Tomorrow, King Pen's birthday celebration. And all during the week, packing for a minivacation at my folks house, and preparations for teaching four-year old VBS next week. And sewing a few slings- can't leave that out. Oh, and not to forget the weekend of painting ahead! Wow. I better get going. Looks like I'm booked solid for the next two weeks.

Have a good day, folks! I may post later tonight, as I have something on my mind sparked by Sunday's sermon.

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June 6, 2008

Happy Weekend!

(blatantly snagged from Tricia's blog)

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June 5, 2008

Killing Me Softly

Three days.

Every twenty seconds, for the last three days, I get a little twitch in my knee. Oh, it doesn't hurt at all, not a bit. But I'm considering amputation anyway. How many twitches is that over a 72 hour period? My brain won't compute that at this hour. (I believe diminished mental capacity is related to slow, continual torture techniques.)

GRRR!

Oh, and since I'm registering complaints, I'd like to add that my man cold is nearly over. Now I'm at the Smoker's Hack phase. I fear for my lungs, they may start to think I am trying to cough them out at this rate! And honestly, I'm quite fond of my lungs. They're one of my best features, and I'd like them to stay put.

Okay, that's all. I'm going to go get my attitude adjustment coffee now!

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June 4, 2008

Survival

I'm happy to report, I'm feeling better today! Thank goodness. I don't think I could have stood another day of being pitiful. It's just so... uninteresting. I will try not to overdo it today, but I'm glad to start putting life back together a bit.

Thank you, aunts, for the TLC.

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June 3, 2008

Eeyore-ish

I've worked my way to the phase of sickness where you think you're getting better, but then ten minutes later, you want to call your mom on the phone and whine and wallow and the world seems like an awful place to live and you just wish somebody would come put you to bed because you're cranky and everything you say seems to turn into a runon sentence but you really don't care because nobody is listening anyway.

So, yeah. I'm getting better.

Ha!

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June 2, 2008

Call 999!

Feel like I've got a Man Cold today, folks. It's bad. I don't want to alarm you, but I may not pull through this one. If I don't make it... I want Amy to have all my coupons.

WAH.

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Because Bathtubs Aren't Cheap

Oh no. Any other mothers out there staying up till midnight playing for Webkinz cash? Ashley, what have you done to me??

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May 30, 2008

Product Endorsements

Some of my favorite stuff lately.

The Colgate 360 Toothbrush literally knocked my tooth socks off. It's like a minty party in your mouth, and everybody's invited.

I wish I had a Bobbin Saver for everything in my house. I love cute, purple, rubber organized circles!

This toilet scrubber was made to love my toilet. They're soulmates, and I'll never separate them till death do they part.

And lastly, my foot is rocking this summer slip on by Sketchers! I'm not much of a shoe girl, but this one had me at hello.

So. Your turn. Tell me 'bout your stuff.

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May 28, 2008

No Animal Exploitation Today.

Hullo world! We had an extended Memorial Day vacation, just making it back last night. Tons of laundry to wash, stuff to put away, coupons to clip, groceries to buy, and calories to burn from nonstop binge-snacking. So I'll blog lata. Hope you are having a wunnerful hump day.

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May 23, 2008

Jungle Lovin'

Have I introduced you to Tory yet? He's the rambunctious box turtle the kids found about three weeks ago, and adopted as their pet. He's great. He's very animated for a turtle, not shy at all. He eats voraciously, gazes at you curiously, and seems to enjoy contact with kids. So, yeah. I hit the pet jackpot, 'cause he is LOW maintenance, people. King Pen built him a turtle run, a big enclosed habitat that he can totally mellow in. He's a happy boxie boy.

The only thing he was lacking was a little *ahem female companionship. Until today, that is, when HeroBoy exploded with discovery, "I FOUND ANOTHER TORY!!!!" I cannot express his sheer, unadulterated joy.

So we put "Tiger" in the turtle run, and she immediately went to town on some chopped bananas. The poor dear was starved to death. Good thing she got a bite before Tory noticed her, because as soon as he saw that gorgeous little turtle shell with it's marvelous stripes and fashionable spots... well. See for yourself.

"Mama! What is Tory doing?"

They're wrestling, sweetie.

"Wow, Tory looks really happy, Mama!"

Yes, he does.

"Oh Tory is so funny! He's trying to get a piggy-back ride! "

Er-

"Why won't Tory stop, Mama?"

Um-

"Whoa, why is he wiggling like that?"

Okie dokie then, time to go have a snack, kids!

As I dragged the kids away, I swear Tiger was giving me the stink eye.

PS. I'm not even sure they're the same species, by the way. Tory looks more like a Three-toed box turtle, while Tiger looks like an Eastern Box. I just hope Tory is confident that Tiger is a girl (cause I am NOT peeking under her shell).

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May 21, 2008

Checking in, Mon.

Well, um... er... this is awkward.

I mean, I said I'd blog. And I'm not so sure what I've done lately qualifies. But, guys!!! (Okay, I'll minus that whiney tone.) It's a real dilemma when the kids are gone. I can either be majorly productive, sewing and cleaning and organizing and running all those kidfree errands that seem to pile up. Or, I could indulge in some grownup time- watching movies, getting my hair did, sleeping till noon, eating sushi in my slippers (not sushi INSIDE my slippers, sushi while WEARING my slippers. You just gotta be difficult, don't you?) Or, I could catch up on emails and blogging and what have you. OR, I could be reading the 3rd Outlander book, which just HAPPENED to come in the mail yesterday, and which just HAPPENS to be totally rocking.

See? It's tough. Nobody should be forced to make a decision like that.

In the end, I decided to do what I felt like in the moment, which is a little bit of everything. I've run some errands, folded some clothes, watched some movies. And while doing all those things, I've just enjoyed having Chipmunk all to myself for a few days. It's been a really wonderful two days.

I've got one more to go, and then I pick up the kids on Thursday. I have to thank my mother-in-law for providing this lovely break! I really appreciate it, and have made the most of it.

If I haven't quite blogged as much as I would have hoped, well, I'm just gonna cut myself some slack. Sometimes you gotta kick back, don't worry, and be happy. That's what I've done the last few days.

And it's been AWESOME.

Now, if you'll excuse me... the ice is melting in my piña colada the next load of laundry is ready in the dryer.

Y'all have a good day, hear?

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May 20, 2008

Youknowwhat in the City

Get. A. Room. Already.

Honestly.

PS This doesn't count for the promised blogging, by the way. Just a random observation about moving back to the deep South.

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May 13, 2008

Important Looks

Okay, I have a confession to make. I -er- watch The Hills. I can't help it! I'm sorry! I know, it's an awful show where everybody looks the same and nothing ever happens. (As King Pen feels compelled to point out EVERY single time he catches me watching it!)

What I want to know, if you watch this i.q. dropping show as well, what is up with the pregnant pauses? Do these people really give that many significant looks, or is this creative editing? Honestly, they LOOK at each other for most of the show. It's maddening! Talk! Say something! Or, is this confirmation that what they DO say is so unintelligent that the producers are forced to cut out the actual conversations? That seems likely.

But the shoes, dangit! And the belts! And the huge sunglasses! I can't quit watching the shiny clothes!!

Alrightie. I need to go scrub my brain now.

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May 12, 2008

Dangerous

King Pen and I were talking last night about this movie, which I accidentally called, "No Country for Old Women".

Why does that make me burst out laughing? Cause old ladies don't cause trouble, people. At least, not in roving gangs. Unless you count the quiltin' fueds, which can get pretty vicious.

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After Midnight AGAIN.

Okay, this is me, going to bed. See? Seriously, this post is gonna be all of TWO SECONDS, I swear it.

Just wanted to remind you guys about the giveaway that starts today. I think a winner will be chosen on Thursday? Not sure. But, please, do get the word out! If you can mention it on your blog, I will owe you a coke. An icy, perfectly fizzy, absolutely delicious coca-cola. It'll be one of those amazing moments when you're totally parched, choking on the dust of a ball field, or sweating at the office picnic-- and surprise, surprise, I'll be there. Holding out the most beautiful, thirst-quenching beverage you've ever seen. All for telling your peeps to go try to win a cute babysling at Musings of a Housewife.

Okay, enough shameless self-promotion. I'm out, ya'll, before I keel over.

PS Happy Mother's Day, mamas!! Hope yours was as nice as mine.

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April 30, 2008

It's Half Past I Should Be in Bed

Oh sakes. I've gone and stayed up late again! What's the dealio? I simply cannot manage to get myself into bed at a decent hour these days. And it's not like I suddenly need less sleep, oh no. The kids have had to PRY me out of bed to make them breakfast the last few days. And I'll admit, they've been less than stellar breakfasts. I can only feed my children Pop-tarts and Nutragrain bars so many days in a row. Seriously. Child services is gonna come knocking soon if I don't get some oatmeal and scrambled eggs and toast on the table soon! (You think I'm kidding, but they don't joke in Pineville. I could be in some big trouble if we don't eat a balanced breakfast, like FAST.)

Okay, I feel a little better. Confession is good for the soul. Tomorrow morning, my kids will have freshly squeezed oj, dadgummit. (Okay, maybe not freshly squeezed. But I promise it won't be orange kool-aid. No warrants out for my arrest. Yet.)

Fortunately, (especially for my kids who like to eat breakfast), I'm getting over the first craze of being in business. I'm working out the kinks, and hopefully will move it more to the background of my life. I don't want (nor can I allow) it to be the primary function of my day. It is gratifying work, though. I know this sounds crazy, but when I sew a hem, and iron it-- when I look at the construction, knowing that I have rendered this thing with my own labor, and that my efforts will be enjoyed by someone else and bring profit to my family... oh the satisfaction! It is a big boost in my day. But, I don't want to neglect the other areas of my life, so I have to consciously set it aside and tend to other things. I'm still sorta learning how to do that, how to balance it all.

I read a really good post over at Femina the other day about creating things. It was a timely read for me in relationship to my recent endeavours. Here's a lovely paragraph from Nancy, who is talking about why we are drawn to craft objects:

"My theory is that God puts wisdom in our hearts and it comes out our hands. And when it does, we make stuff! And not only does this stuff glorify God when it is offered to Him, it gives us a soul satisfaction that is healthy and invigorating. We are imitating our Creator when we make things, and that image of God which is stamped on our soul shines a little brighter."

I love that.

I love that it's okay to indulge in making things beautiful, and making beautiful things. Not only is it okay, I believe it is a sign of something healthy and good happening inside us. I think it might be very hard to create beautiful things when your soul hurts. I know I feel unispired and uninterested in those things when I am in a dark place. Or, at least, the things born of those darker days are dark in themselves, and are weighted down in some way.

I think for the crafty person, if you look at what your hands have produced, it might give a measure of the state of your heart. Of course, I don't mean that your level of talent or particular taste equals a good spiritual condition. ('Cause that would be stoopid.) And I'm certainly not saying if you don't bake or sew or scrapbook that you're in questionable territory. It's more about what activities your hands are engaged in. What good have they wrought lately, in whatever form? Is the product of your labor a beautiful thing, whatever that may be? For me, I know that the best writing, cooking, sewing, whatever, comes when I am spiritually nourished. I think there is a definite connection there. What we harbor inside us will bear fruit whether we want it to or not. So, maybe looking over that fruit isn't such a bad idea, ya know?

Well, I didn't mean to go off on that quite so much, but I guess that's what happens when you're sleep deprived and in denial! I must hie myself to bed. I have to get up early to go milk the cows and feed the chickens.

Sweet dreams, butter beans. See you in the bright and early.

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April 25, 2008

The Christian Smell

So, in an effort to further my edumacation, I am reading Henry Fielding's novel, The History of Tom Jones: A Foundling. It's one of the first pieces of literature to fall into the "novel" category, written in 1749. I think our library had the original, judging from the musty smell and amounts of clear tape holding it together. (oh, be nice, WonderGirl!)

Anyhoo, I LOVE it. Granted, it's one of those books you have to work over a little bit. The language is familiar, but the arrangement of words and sentences is distinctly different from current fiction. I think nowadays we value efficient prose, we're very direct, cutting away the excess in our communication. But not Fielding. He is a generous writer. (Maybe there were no editors back then?) It is a hearty fare, and I am unaccustomed to such a rich meal. It's no quick swallow!

But OH, it's worth it! It is so satisfying! And FUNNY! I have laughed out loud several times so far, and I'm only a few chapters in. I have heard Tom Jones described as a bawdy, comic adventure, but I figure, it can't be all that naughty since it was written in an age of decorum- high, stiff laced collars and tight powdered wigs. People had to behave back then or "off with their head!", right? I confess though, that the varied covers for this book show old Tom chasing the ladies with great fervor. We'll see. I sure hope I haven't accidentally gone into the back room of the library! (Maybe the beaded curtain should have sent up a red flag or two.)

My favorite passage so far comes from the (overly) pious housekeeper, upon learning about an abandoned infant in her master's home. She's been going on (and on, and on!) about strumpets and wickedness and generally expressing her contempt for the orphaned infant.

"It goes against me to touch these misbegotten wretches, whom I don't look upon as my fellow creatures. Faugh, how it stinks! It doth not smell like a Christian!"

Haha!

Fielding has a talent for using dialogue to let you know as much as you need to about a character. He is also good at sneaking in a really profound thought in the midst of an outrageous and hilarious situation! Ya gotta love that.

Anyway, I'm reading in spurts, no more than 30 minutes at a time, or my attention drops. I have to take small bites, so that I can savor and digest it completelly. Which works for the current state of my life, as I have no more than half an hour to commit to any singular activity! Including blogging, so I must bid you adieu for now.

Have a good weekend, everybody!

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April 23, 2008

It Smells Grassy

I love the smell of cut grass. It makes me hungry for nature. As in, I'd like to take an actual bite. But I don't. Because I value the freedom and movement afforded to people who are assumed to be sane. Maybe I could cloak it under Green Week, though, and everybody would think I'm just super eco-friendly.

Okay, let me chase a tangent here. Why am I so annoyed with Green Week? It's not like I don't love the earth. I do. I want to take care of it, be a good steward of it. But I am SO SICK of celebs tooting their green little horns. And companies using it as a marketing tool! If I hear one more word about how I should buy Sun Chips from Wal-Mart so I can help light up a trillion houses for one hour, things are gonna get ugly. Quit telling me to consume, and dangling the bait of self congratulations to get me to do it! It's blackmail! Here, do this, so you can assuage your guilt for killing the earth, you terrestrial scourge. And if you don't buy such and such Organic Product, you are apathetic and irresponsible, and you are the reason our children have no future. Or at least, according to the major t.v. networks, who seem to be the driving forces behind Living A Green Life. Why, if I didn't have cable, I'd never think to care about the planet! Thank goodness for the media!

Don't get me wrong. I really, truly, think we should reduce, reuse, and recycle. If I learned nothing from Bob the Builder, it was that. But there is something about the presentation lately that is rubbing me the wrong way. I just wanna say, quit hassling me already! Guilt trips, and those who profit from them, really hack me off.

*ahem

Well. Sorry 'bout that. Didn't mean to get so worked up.

I'm feeling a wild hair today. Maybe it's the liberation of shorts and flipflops? I dunno.

Well, the crew is calling for lunch, so I better skeedaddle. We're having recycled dinner. (I used to call that "leftovers", btw. But that's not green enough anymore.)

(oh, I sound bitter today, don't I? I'm really not, though.)

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April 22, 2008

Yupdates

Because I know you like to be in the know.

Homeschooling: Still chugging along. I have been using A Beka, 2nd grade for Czarina, and PreK for HeroBoy. But, I'm bored. The math format is not great. I get what they're trying to do- make it interesting by covering several different topics on one worksheet- measuring, time-telling, money, etc. But it ends up being too scattered. I'd rather take one point, teach it well and make sure she really gets it, then move on! So, I've ditched the math curriculum for the time being, and I am working from a standardized 2nd grade math test. Using that as my guideline, I'm systematically going through each part, making sure she knows how to do it all. I won't let her forget what she's already learned, but I think this "unit study" method is working better. Since she's ahead on reading, we're moving on to grammar, learning about nouns and such. It just makes more sense this way. HeroBoy is still in the game, but well, his heads not in it. He's in the outfield, looking at bugs and clouds. I think next year, he'll be more into it, so I'm not stressing too much.

BohoBaby: I'm trying y'all, I really am. But it just cannot retain it's priority status for very long these days! I want it to! But something always pushes it down the list. Kids getting sick, a holiday, etc. There's pretty much nothing specific holding me back, but just life in general. So I've just got to figure out how to get it back on track.

Grocery Game: I'm saving tons. My average weekly spending is $75, which is half of what I was spending preGG. Besides spending less, I also HAVE MORE! That just blows my mind. I have a wonderful stockpile of stuff. I like to just open the cupboard and stare sometimes. Besides our improved financial and pantry state, it's also mentally satisfying. I am thrilled by my wily coupon wielding. It's like working a jigsaw puzzle, or solving a math problem. (which, I realize may not sound fun to anybody but me.) And I've learned a lot about how much things should cost, which is important, too. And have I mentioned my filing system? Oh, it's gorgeous. I have a 3 ring binder, with main categories and subcategories, and pages and pages of coupons in clear plastic photo pages. It's a work of art. It's alphabetical, and brand specific. It makes it really easy to find and file any coupon. I wuv it, and I'm gonna marry it.

Church: We've missed several Sundays now because of sickness or traveling, so this is slow-going, also. We've been hitting the Episcopal church a good bit, but I'm not settled yet. I keep hoping a good Presbyterian CREC church is just gonna fall out of the sky on our heads, but that's not likely, eh? Wah. We really need to get this part of our life sorted out, because things still feel off-kilter, like we're living among boxes. There's no permanence yet to living here, and I NEED SOME FRIENDS!!! It's sad that I look forward to smalltalk with the Walgreens cashier each week, because SHE'S THE ONLY WOMAN I SPEND ANY TIME WITH. Sorry, didn't meant to yell. I'm just lonesome.

Okay, that's a brief rundown of things behind the scenes of the Sift. I know, fascinating! You didn't know my life was that spectacularly exciting, did you? You should try living it. It's almost too much!

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April 21, 2008

Matters of Meat

Okay, I'm trying to love this veggie soup I'm eating for lunch, but it is NOT HAPPENING. It's gross! Blech! Maybe that's the key to weight loss. If it's gross, you'll eat only enough to stave off the hunger pains. Not that I'm trying to lose weight, exactly. Just avoiding the burgers and fries in anticipation of Ye Old Swimsuit Season. Blasted bikinis.

Speaking of eating and all that, I've been tossing around the idea of another experiment. Remember the No Shampoo thing? Good times. (I am washing my hair now, by the way.) Anyway, I'm thinking of a Meatless Month. Not because I have a moral dilemna about eating animals, no sirree. I'm a card-carrying carnivore, and I won't apologize for it. I'm just curious, really, about how living vegetarian would affect my mental and physical state. (And, yeah, blog material. I won't lie.) Maybe I would like veggie soup more by the end, too.

Calm down, King Pen. Put the divorce papers away. You still get your cows and pigs and chickens. I won't subject my family to a life without meat. (Which may be a contributing factor to the strained mental challenge. Cooking, but not eating? Yikes!)

Anyway, this idea scares me more than the no shampoo thing. It would be a REAL test of willpower to get through! I lika da meata.

Would I not get animal products, either? I don't know if I could go a month without cheese. That's just inhumane.

Okay, I'm gonna think on this one. Anybody want to do it with me? You know what they say... misery loves company.

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Morning!

Well, I'm up, gulping down the coffee, ready for a brand new, sick-free, fantabulous week! (As a warning, I've gulped down A LOT of coffee, and I may have issues with exclamation points in the post. I'll try to restrain myself.)

I have SO MUCH to do. The house, well, I can't even bring myself to go into detail. I'll just say, it may be less work to just move at this point! I think we may have a 5th child hidden somewhere under the mountains of laundry. And, the legos... oh my. They're multiplying faster than bunnies, and I suspect they have been strategically placed for my bare foot.

But it's not just the house, oh no. We missed a week of school, too. Gruh!

And I really wanted BohoBaby to be up today, but I don't see how I can get to it with all this other stuff!

However, this is not a freak out post. I've got my egg timer, and my plan is to go from room to room for fifteen minutes until I just drop dead. And then I'll do it again tomorrow, and hopefully, I'll have put a decent dent in this thing. THEN, I can concentrate on the extra curriculars.

I did get to go running yesterday afternoon. It was great! Haven't been in ages, and it was lovely. So if I get all my WORK done this week, then I can PLAY a little, too. WonderGirl needs to play. I could run again, sew a bit, work on a story, and start reading Tom Jones. Hey, crazier things have happened!

Whatever happens though, it's got to be better than last week, so I am pumped! (and caffeinated, but never you mind)

Okay, I guess this stuff won't do itself, so I'm off. Have a happy morning, folks!

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April 17, 2008

I'm Not Complaining

much.

But last night marks a full week that we've been dealing with this sickness, and it's wearing us. The Duke woke up about midnight and his tylenol had worn off, and his fever was over 103. He was pitiful. The fever accompanying this bug is a TOUGH one. It immediately comes back in between doses, and it just ravages their little bodies. I am hoping today will be a turning point for the Duke, though. Czarina and HeroBoy have the lingering cough and congestion that seems to follow, but they are recovering. Yesterday was their first completely fever-free day. They even got to play outside for an hour, and they aren't so peakish looking anymore. Still a little weak, they get tired easily, but I can tell they're recovering.

So far Chipmunk isn't displaying any signs of it. If he doesn't get it, I'm going to be (happily, joyfully, thankfully) surprised. But before everybody got sick, we were our usual kissy-huggy-germ-sharing selves. So we'll see. I'm praying that he doesn't get it. My heart breaks when the babies get sick like that.

In other news, HeroBoy fell out of his chair this morning, and busted his chin wide open. -sigh- It's pretty bad, but I steri-stripped it, and figured that's probably all they'd do at the ER. Maybe they'd put two or three stitches in, but I think what I did will suffice. He's a boy, it's under his chin and hidden from view, and I can't bear to look at the inside of the ER twice in one week! So, Dr. Mom to the rescue. I always second guess myself later, though... I do hope it'll be okay.

Anyway, that's what's up around here. In between tending sick folks, I did manage to catch up on laundry. The rest of the house is a wreck, though. It's driving me crazy! I absolutely MUST mop my kitchen and dining room floors today, or I will perish. And I'm not being dramatic here, people. I simply cannot coexist with such sticky floors. One of us has to go. So, I'm gonna go get on that, because I love my family and want to stay in this dimension a little longer. I leave you all to keep the internet going while I'm absent. I miss you guys! I am coming back, once we get everybody well, so save my seat. Seriously. Put your jacket there or something so nobody takes it.

Mkay.

Have a good one, everybody!

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April 15, 2008

Prognosis: Survival

I dragged the kids to the doctor yesterday, and five hours and six prescriptions later, I think we'll live. The vile stomach virus had morphed into ear, sinus, and throat infections, believe it or not.

Everybody is happier today, me included. Now, if we can keep Chipmunk well, I'll be over the moon!

I have too much to do to blog today, but maybe I'll be caught up tomorrow. Just wanted to give an update!

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April 14, 2008

Round 2

Czarina and HeroBoy slowly (!!) recovering, but the Duke seems to be coming down with it now. Yar.

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April 13, 2008

Ah, Saturday Night ER

I think eight hours in the ER on a Saturday night is quite possibly more effective than a good old Baptist revival. Nothing like a little taste of hell to make a sinner repent! I won't regale you with tales from the ER, because I do not want to relive that horror again. I will tell you that I was honestly praying, dear Jesus, let them call our name next, please, oh please oh please oh please-- for literally, HOURS.

But, I'm glad we went, though it galls me to say it. We had been unable to get Czarina's fever down, and she was starting to get dizzy and extremely lethargic. I was worried that she was dehydrated, and I was right. So, IV fluids, some tests, a round of antibiotics, and we eventually got home some time after 4 a.m. I woke up at noon. I am happy to discover there is no permanent damage done to my mental state.

Czarina is much better today, as is HeroBoy. So far, they're the only ones who've come down with it, so here's hoping it'll stay that way!

Okay, I'm off to enjoy the day of rest. Later, gators.

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April 9, 2008

Not So Outlandish

('scuse the pun. It's an involuntary reflex.)

I finished Outlander last night, with (surprisingly) minimal neglect of my normal life. I made a deal with myself, that if I was going to read it, I had to at least continue feeding my children. They're good kids, they deserve it. This book has a bad reputation for causing everything else to become totally irrelevent. However, everybody ate. (I'm not saying WHAT they ate, or whether dishes got washed.)

It was really, really good.

It was one of those books that you keep thinking about after you're done, remembering passages, wishing you hadn't read it so you could read it all over again. It was well written, the plot was engaging, and the characters genuine and believable. It's very similar to a story I thought about writing (and actually finished a few chapters on), but I'm embarrassed I even thought to do it after reading her skillful execution of it. She is a master storyteller.

I mentioned there was a fair bit of *ahem, but I'd like to clarify that it was tastefully done, and within the confines of marriage. I'm going to expound on that a bit, kids, so, 18+ from here on out.

Continue reading "Not So Outlandish"

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April 8, 2008

Killing Time

So, I have a few minutes, before the world realizes it. The kids are playing outside, the kitchen floor is drying, and Chipmunk is snoozing. A rare, unfilled pocket in the day!

*twiddling thumbs

I, uh.

Wow.

I don't even know what to do with that, anymore! I could, of course, be sewing. My self-imposed sabbatical has gone on long enough, probably. I was stressing about BohoBaby, so I took a break. I want it to be fun, and it wasn't. But I think I'm ready to jump back in. People are starting to inquire, and everything else in my life seems to be balanced again, so it seems like a good time.

Or...

I could do a few of the other extras on my To Do list. Like picking up pine cones and sticks so King Pen can mow the grass. Wouldn't that be nice of me? He wouldn't even expect it. (Unless, of course, he reads this, or you tell him, you big blabbermouth.)

Or...

I could write that letter to Amy V. I've been meaning to, so I could mail the package she's been waiting on for literally MONTHS.

Or...

I could burn my jogging mix to my mp3 player so I can be ready for a quick one this afternoon.

Or...

I could get a jumpstart on supper.

Or...

Read another chapter in The Outlanders, which is just as good as everybody says, except I'll add that there seems to be a lot of *ahem* jostling about in in the bushes, if you ken what I'm saying. (I'm not saying whether that moves it up or down on the list. Haha)

So, you see, there are lots of possibilities. Maybe I should create a poll, and let you decide. Reader interraction and all that. I'll put that on the list, "Make a poll."

-sigh-

Okay, I'm out, before the world remembers I'm over here, doing nothing. Tune in tomorrow for the exciting conclusion of "Killing Time". I'm sure you'll be sitting on the edge of your seat till then.

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April 4, 2008

Slow Go

Okay, I'm drawing a TOTAL blank today for blogging. I have stared at this blank place for ten minutes and have nothing to show for it. Aw. Guess I should move on, and hope something dawns on me later to write about.

No, I'm not pouting.

Well, maybe a little.

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April 3, 2008

Hup

Good morning, crew. How is every little thing today? Making it?

I'm in a bit of shock that it's Thursday. How did that happen? Week's almost over!

Here are a few random highlights from my week:

- I spent $50 on groceries Monday. (rather than my pre-GG $150!!)

- The Duke is potty training! This is sad, but he's loving that "extra" time spent with me. Poor guy- he does get overlooked more than the others. I just hate that our quality time comes on the toilet.

-The Chipmunk is having a hellacious bout of separation anxiety. I mean, purely awful. I can barely look in a different direction without him having a complete meltdown. What gives?

-Midweek, I came down with a near obsessive urge to rid myself of the ghastly, fleshy pink color of my bedroom. Like, if I don't paint over it soon, I'm going to start scraping it off with my fingernails. It's just that bad.

-Somebody (maybe, say, my evil sister-in-law, Amy) has introduced me to the Scramble application on Facebook. It's like Boggle, which as some of you know, is my achilles heel. I stayed up until 1:30 IN THE MORNING playing this game. I couldn't even think to make words, but I couldn't QUIT!

-I swept the dining room floor yesterday no less than 15 times. I kid you not. I'd sweep up the crumbs, and before I even emptied out the dustpan, there were more. I suspect gremlins.

Okay, well, I've got to get started on my day. I'll pop on later, gators!

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April 1, 2008

Oh Sweet Latex

I would just like to say, THANK THE STARS for rubber cleaning gloves. Seriously. I don't want to think of a life before that miraculous invention.

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March 31, 2008

Oh Ye Domestic Generals

Is the Swiffer a soldier I should welcome into my Cleaning Army? I can't decide. It seems a bit... indulgent of me. Is it really all that?

I do have a coupon. (sigh)

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And We're Baaaack!

Okay, am I the only one still making SNL references? I should probably quit that.

But I am back!

Apparently, I got a little carried away with my spring break vacation. We just got back in last night, after making the rounds to see family. It was great. I have lots of pictures that will take me forever to upload and edit and all that, but I'll get to it eventually. (That's my new mottto-- "I'll get to it eventually." Surprisingly liberating! ha) It was a long visit, and I was so happy to crawl into my own bed last night. S'good to be home. Now, the unpacking and reorganizing begins. (YIKES)

So, still a little to do before I can write a long entry here. I've been feeling a smidge guilty about neglecting my blog over the last two weeks, but it couldn't be helped! Are we cool? You're not mad at me are you? I promise, we'll hang out more this week. I've got lots of good blog-related stuff brewing in my head, mkay? You still matter. We've got a bond that will never- blah, blah, blah. BFF and all that.

I make the joke. You really DO matter. We're gonna get this relationship back on track, don't you worry. And I know just how to do it.

I'll make the fish face, and you can do the puffed out cheeks. It'll be awesome.

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March 17, 2008

Closed For Cleaning

Taking a few days off, my peeps. I need to do some Spring cleaning and whatnot this week. Closets, here I come!

I'll be back, though, so don't wander off too far. I'd hate to have to hunt you down and drag you back here. (Like last time.)

Be good!*

*I always feel like I need to say this when I leave you all unattended, oh mischievous readers. No telling what shenanigans you're up to in my absence.

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March 12, 2008

Whensday

Hullo my little dumplings!

(Oh, come on. You know you like to be called that sometimes.)

So what's on the agenda today? Any special plans this fine Wednesday? I can't believe it's the middle of the week already. The days just FLY by lately! We're still majorly off-kilter with the time change on Sunday, just can't seem to get on schedule! It's driving me crazy.

I finished The Sunne in Splendor, all 900+ pages, and it was fantastic. I was SO relieved to be done with it, though. Medieval phrases were starting to work their way into my daily conversation. I almost wished King Pen "Godspeed" when he left on an errand the other day. And I'll admit I told Chipmunk, "You be stinky, lad. Let Ma Mere change you!" (I figured I could try some 15th century colliquol phrases with him, since he speaks little English as it is.) I was eating, breathing, speaking, and wearing, Richard III. It was good though- I highly recommend Sharon Kay Penman. She's an excellent historian/writer. I simply cannot fathom what it took to write this book. It blows my mind.

Okay, well, I realize this isn't much of a post, but I really need to go get some things done. (Things sorely neglected since I picked up that durn book!) I'll write later.

Dumplings.

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March 10, 2008

No Monday Mojo

Okay guys. I've tried, I really have, but I got NOTHING today. Zip. Zilch. I'm dry as a bone.

I blame it on an obsessive reading of The Sunne in Splendor. I tell ya, this book may kill me. It's good, but it's a tough read. One of those that takes a serious commitment to finish. I'm on page 643. Tiniest print, thinnest paper of all time. 300 some odd pages to go, and I know more about the War of Roses than I really care to.

Anyway, it's distracting me from my WHOLE LIFE. I haven't even brushed my teeth yet.

That's terrible.

And, there is an embarassingly HUGE pile of laundry that I am trying not to make eye contact with. I have GOT to get in there and do it, y'all. I really do. HeroBoy walked around for half an hour today with NO UNDERWEAR on because he's out of clean clothes.

Shameful.

Okay, nuff talking. I need to get busy before social services shows up. I'm going to climb Mt. Laundry. And then I'm going to brush my teeth.

I can do those one-handed, right?

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March 8, 2008

Time Change

My mother-in-law is the BEST for reminding me about this twice a year. I swear, without that, we'd be early or late for church every single Sunday following a time-change. I just never remember!! It refuses to stick in my brain.

So, in honor of her today, let me pass on the reminder...

Set your clocks forward an hour tonight!

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February 29, 2008

Missy Miscellaneous

Oh, sweet Friday. I could kiss you. (If you had lips, weren't a day of the week, and I was that kind of girl.)

So how's everybody this morning? Making it okay? Are you as glad for the wekeend as I am? This has been one busy week for me- not bad, just FULL. I'm loving that tomorrow is Saturday, and I have nothing on the agenda. Just an easy, at-home kind of day. It might even be a do-nut morning. Oh yeah!

I've got the urge to ramble. I'm gonna go with that for a minute.

I got my sewing machine back this week, hallelujah! It's working great. I've sewn a few more slings. I've slowly and steadily built up my stock, and I'm chomping at the bits to get my store up and running! It's nearly ready- just have to put the finishing touches on the brochure and get my business cards. There are actually some other 'behind-the-scenes' kind of details to finish up, too, but I'm getting to them. It takes me about three times as long to do things around here, because I'm chasing after four kids, homeschooling two, and just maintaining the household. That's a lot. It's a challenge for me to be patient with the time frame on things, because I'm a bit impulsive. When I want to do something, I want to do it RIGHT NOW, and that just doesn't work all the time.

That isn't always a bad thing though. Sometimes, if a little time passes, what seemed like a very good idea at the moment, doesn't later. So I avoid the pitfalls of being impulsive on occasion. This has saved me from many a tragic haircut in recent years.

Okay, rambling on...

Lost last night-- anyone? Wasn't it fantastic? I finally feel like a few questions were answered! And did you catch the shadow of a city at the very end, on the Lost island logo? Have I been missing that all along or something? I hadn't noticed it before, but there were some very distinct shapes there, that made it look like some ancient civilization. Atlantis? I'll have to go check out Lostpedia on this one. Anyway, very satisfying episode.

Well, that's enough rambling for the moment. I can only stay in my pjs so long, and leftover minipecan pies are calling my name. Hope you have a lovely weekend, and I'll post later if I'm not too busy taking it easy!

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February 28, 2008

The Coupon Train

Whooo, whooo!!

(Okay, I've officially met my corny quota for the day.)

So here's the deal. You know how I've been doing the Grocery Game. Part of the fun is the coupons. Finding them, clipping them, and of course, using them! And since I have some obsessive tendencies, I have of course, gone a bit overboard. I have decided to start a coupon train. This is how it works. We'll start with 50 coupons. I put them in an envelope, and mail them to you. You take out the ones you want, add your own coupons that you don't want, and mail it to the next person on the list. It generally works best with about 50 coupons moving along, and no more than ten people riding each train. We can start multiples if there are lots of people interested.

So whatcha say? Anybody interested? You don't have to be playing the Grocery Game to get in on this.

Come on, free coupons- and a letter addressed to you in the mailbox that's NOT requesting money? You can't beat that. Leave a comment if you're interested, and I'll get us organized.

And, yes.

We must all wear conductor's hats.

Sorry, just the rules.

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February 21, 2008

Little Bit of This

I'm over my temper tantrum from yesterday, thank you. It's amazing what a bottle of PineSol will do! No, I didn't drink it. Or sniff it. I just used it to mop with, and I tell ya, it has miraculous rejuvenating properties. I don't know why, but I can't possibly be in a bad mood when I'm mopping with PineSol.

Weird. Maybe I am sniffing it.

My days seem strange lately without my sewing machine. (How obsessed does that sound?) It's being serviced, and I just have to wait patiently for it to come out of the shop. I have actually found myself at a few points during the day, with a few minutes of wondering... well, now what? I don't have anything to do! I didn't realize that I am literally every second of the day, DOING SOMETHING!! I am not complaining, I actually really love it. My only complaint is that there isn't MORE time in the day, because I'm still not doing even half the things I'd like to do! Do you find that to be true? It's not that life is so stressful that I can't juggle it all, it's that I have a hard time prioritizing my 'extra curricular' activities. I think this is a result of the joy I feel in my life right now. There is an abundance of creativity in my spirit right now, and deciding how to distribute it into my life is one of the most fun problems I've ever had! So much life, so little time!

I'm going to write on that soon... about joy, about where it comes from and how to nurture it, because I think it's elemental for a Christian, especially women. And it doesn't just happen by itself.

Anyway, that's another post.

For now, I need to stop eating raisenettes and get out of my pajamas. Hope you all have a wonderful day!

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February 20, 2008

Hotmail Can Kiss My Grits

Anybody else as sick of their MSN account as I am? It's so unreliable! Half the time I can't sign in, or it times out, or some other craziness. I have a yahoo account for this blog stuff, and a gmail account out there somewhere, and my bohobabyslings address for business mail. But I can't let go of the hotmail address. -sigh- I used it for all my genealogy research over the years, and it still generates a response from old message boards and whatnot. So I can't close it.

But oooooh, if I could. I'd dump it right this instant!

Mkay. Composing myself.

Moving on.

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February 18, 2008

Listenin' But Not Feelin' the Blues

So, there are a million and one things to do this Monday morning, but for a moment, I'm just sitting. Watching the golden finches at the feeder through the window, smelling my new rasberry candle, and listening to the smooth lope of Rosco Gordon's blues. Indulging the senses for just a few before this week kicks into high gear. All I need is a big, juicy glass of red wine to top it off. Come on, 5 o'clock!

We spent the weekend in Monroe with King Pen's folks, though I drove over to Vicksburg for my sister-in-law's baby shower Saturday. Sunday, we had an early 5th birthday party for HeroBoy (WAH!!) and got back last night. It was a busy, but fun weekend. I have pics, and will post them shortly.

This week, sewing, finishing BohoBaby business stuff, baking some Thank You bread for our neighbors (who have been so exceptional lately), a haircut tomorrow (whoohoo!), and the Grocery Game, of course. Lots to do, but really, nothing that's not Life.

I like Life.

I'm happy. I'M HAPPY. I'm glad to be able to write that.

Right this minute, before the top of the sippy cup comes off, and a diaper leaks, and the dryer breaks, and a matchbox car gets flushed down the toilet, Life is Exactly Perfect.

There's nothing like fifteen seconds of perfection to make the world seem bright.

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February 11, 2008

Overload

Oh, people. There is a very real possibility my head is going to explode if I try to cram anything else in there. At the very least, my eyes are going to pop out. (Ew.)

I need to upgrade to WonderGirl 2.0.

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Overload

Oh, people. There is a very real possibility my head is going to explode if I try to cram anything else in.

I need to upgrade to WonderGirl 2.0.

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February 8, 2008

It's Still Hamma Time

I wanna know... how you break it down when "Can't Touch This" comes on, and nobody's around.

'Cause you know you do, too.

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February 6, 2008

Adult Content

(but it won't get you fired)

Continue reading "Adult Content"

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February 3, 2008

This and That

Urgh.

Man, I am so behind on stuff. I feel like a chicken with it's head cut off these days! I have so many little details of things swimming around in my head- or not, I guess, if I'm the chicken with no head.

See? I'm mixing metaphors. You know it's bad when that happens. This may be an indication of permanent drain bamage. (ha)

BohoBaby is coming along, slow and steady. I set up my light studio for taking pictures of each sling. That was pretty fun. I have never been all that interested in photography, but I can see the allure. As an aside, for those of you with photography as a hobby- do you find yourself with a mild urge to wear a beret as your working? Just wondering if that's normal at all.

Anyway.

It was fun. I have A LOT to learn about that, and really, only a limited amount of time, and cranial space, for extra stuff. So, in with photography, and out with.. um... physics. Haven't used it in ages anyway. Just taking up space. As a matter of fact, calculus can go, too.

-subject change-

We rented "Stardust" last night- I've been wanting to see it for ages. I finally recovered enough from my husband's "Lord of the Rings" taunting to risk renting another fantasy-themed movie. And, I will confide in you, dear reader, that even King Pen liked this movie. He may not speak to me after that revelation, but it's true. My man liked this movie. I know because he only made two snide, MST3K-like remarks. If you have ever watched a movie with King Pen, then you know, this is progress. As Dolly mentioned the other day on her blog, it had a "Princess Bride" flavor to it. (And it's common knowledge that you can't be a decent human being and not like PB. It's simply mandatory.) So, go and rent, and be prepared to wish you were Claire Daines again just a little bit. (She's so loverly.)

Grocery Game update-- got my first Sunday paper to clip coupons out of, and I realize, two things. Number one, this is yet another thing for me to obsess over. Yay. But, I could save gobs, so there ya have it. At least it's a productive obsession. And number two, I like to cut things. I really do. Is that weird? The thinner the paper, the better... and the fact that I have a preference is a bit worrisome. Anywho, I'll go shopping tomorrow, so I'll letcha know how it goes.

And lastly, here are a few pics I took, playing around with lighting and whatnot. I shamelessly stole the picture frame idea from Dolly (whom I seem to be stalking these days, apparently). I'm doing the whole family, and if Dolly doesn't like it, she can just... uh... send me an email. Cause I'm stealing it, and that's that. I ain't a'skerred of her. I could take her.

(Sorry, Dolly. This is a direct result of the limited neuro-processing thing I was talking about earlier.)

(By the way, Czarina BEGGED me to straighten her hair, so don't panic, Mom. The curls are still there. My little comedian dramatically wailed after I had finished, "Oh no!! My curls are gone! That's where I get all my ideas-- now I can't think of a single thing!" I don't know where she comes up with that stuff.)

Oh, and here's a picture of a sling I took in my "studio".

Fancy, huh?

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February 1, 2008

Status

King Pen: recovered, returned to work today, a little draggy but fever-free.

Chipmunk: fever, a little grumpy, but otherwise okay.

WonderGirl: headache. Paranoid.

HeroBoy, Czarina, and the Duke: well and ready for fun.

And now for the inanimate:
Laundry: sky high.
Dishes: clean, waiting to be put away.
Beds: unmade.
Slings: few more done.
Diapers: changed.
Breakfast: eaten.
TV: off.
Coffee: gulped.

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January 30, 2008

No Life?

Hey, technically, I posted FIVE times today.
That's scary.

Well, six now.
-sigh-

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Random FYI

Although I do not like to be subject to them, I am vastly amused by the word(s) "hissy fit".

It brings such delightful visualization to a story. (As long as I am not IN the story.)

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Yipes.

King Pen has the flu.

This is very not good, as I have been known, on occasion, to kiss this man.

Plus, poor King Pen! He is feeling like death warmed over right now.

Now, I'm off to gargle with rubbing alcohol. Don't take it personally, Hon.

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And Now, A Penguin In Shoes

Because he wasn't cute enough before.

He had to wear those, or his ittle bitty tootsies got sore. Seriously. He should be all better by now, though. Shame. Because I think all penguins should wear shoes.

I also think I might need to go to bed now.

Yup.

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January 29, 2008

The Dark Side

Czarina at lunch today, telling me the fun game she and HeroBoy had been playing:

Her: So we had the pony, and we put her on the bed, and then we pretended that we ate Santa's magic, and we--

Me: Wait. You pretended that you ATE Santa's magic?

Her: Yeah! So we could fly and-

Me: Hold on. You stole Santa's magic, by consuming it?

Her: Uh-huh. So we could go in and out of chimneys and-

I didn't even hear the rest. All I could think of was how disappointed Gandalf, Dumbledore, Obi-Wan, and my dad would be to know I've spawned a child of dark magic.

I'll hide it as long as I can.

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