• emma has learned how to take off her shirt; there is grunting and and much effort involved, but the look of triumph is worth it
  • rich may have contracted aids and syphilis on his arm…while waiting for me outside of a funky little shop in the heart of uncg downtown greensboro, a woman came up from behind and put her hand on his arm, which was resting on the car door. she explained that she was here from raleigh, seeking treatment for aids and syphilis and wondered if he had any money. she then crossed the street and asked for money of a woman headed into the shop where I was; this time her story consisted of an abusive boyfriend and hungry child, with no mention of vd.
  • our neighbors have a little yorkie, named rooster, he’s really cute. he walks the fence like a little guard, watching for cats, then he yaps his little head off. we’ll be sitting on the porch, enjoying a nice glass of wine, and spending time together, when suddenly, the kitty patrol starts.
  • I must be the last person in the country to discover dr. horrible’s singalong blog, but I love it! I have long liked neil patrick harris, and I love him in this role.
  • madison says, “WHY do they have assorted pizza EVERY monday?!” imagine some head bobbing and attitude and you’ll see what I see. the attitude is ever present…
  • putting candles in wine bottles and letting them burn does not necessarily give one the effect one is looking for. mainly because it takes forever for one candle to burn down that far. I need 8 bottles covered in wax for saturday; I think it’s going to take me until then just to burn a second candle
  • I read this great quote on craftster, it’s someone’s signature, “the only abstinence you should teach.. is to abstain from voting for Sarah Palin”
  • the kids have decided to ride the school bus again, which is great because it saves me gas now that I don’t have to make 2 trips; the downside is that now I have to get my tired self out of bed an hour earlier. ugh
  • lately I’ve been hating myself, which leads to binge eating, which results in more self loathing…have. to. break. cycle….(said in shatnerese)
  • emma’s dog is pepper (aka my sister) and lately when the neighbor’s dalmation barks, emma says ‘pepper’. this morning a black beetle crawled up onto the porch and died. she called it pepper. I tried to get her to say ‘bug’ and she did a couple of times, just to humor me, but the bug remained pepper.
  • my cousin on my mother’s side, and my brother on my father’s side live 2 miles from each other in the town where I grew up. they probably met a total of 10 times in their childhoods; I just think it’s curious that they live so close to each other
  • can one ever truly have enough spaghetti? I hope not. tonight is a fundraiser for the 5th grade trip to DC in april. of course, we have to have the standard pta meeting since the only way they can get attendance at those godawful meetings is to bring us there under false pretenses. saturday night, my youth group is having a fundraiser spaghetti/bingo dinner. but, ours will be super cool. we’re decorating the fellowship hall like an intimate italian diner, with candles in wine bottles, italian music (if I can find enough) and a maitre’d. hopefully both of these dinners will raise some good moola!
  • my wine racks are FINALLY hung! there’s a guy at church who is an extremely talented woodworker (I reckon that’s what you’d call him) and for christmas last year I asked him to make me 2 wine racks like these, but hopefully less expensive. the ones he made are somewhat similar, but just as pretty, and MUCH less expensive. because my husband is not so ambitious around the house (recall the dishwasher?) I finally ended up staining them myself a couple of months ago, then I asked the guy who made them to come put them up. they look great, and getting those blasted wine glasses out of my cupboard really frees up space in there.
  • my cousin and brother up north have both been without power since sunday due to ike. atleast they live in town, so they can use their plumbing. sheryl (the cuz) has been cooking on the grill every night, they sit outside around a fire and play cards, she says it’s just like camping, but with the comfort of home. it’s always exciting to me when the power goes out; we dig out all the extra candles and light the everyday ones. but, living out in bfe has the disadvantage of no toilets…which sucks. big time. for us, it’s like camping at home, but avoiding the bathroom, hoping the power will come back soon.
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