Owner: A Smeddling Kiss URL:http://asmeddlingkiss.blogspot.com Join Date: Sat, 10 Mar 2007 11:55:27 -0600 Rating:0 Site Description: Velma is, alas, a psuedonym. I live with my family on Cape Cod, where I attempt to successfully blend in with the normal folk. You'd never guess the darkness that lurks in my heart. (Insert evil cackle and rubbing of hands together.)
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What Was That Strange Whooshing Noise? (88/365) 2007-06-02 20:44:00 Ooooooh, right - it was my week, speeding past at high velocity.This week has been mostly about Peanut, what with the dental appointment, the allergist appointment, and the IEP meeting. All of which went well, actually - including the dentist. I usually dread these visits, because I never know what will set off either kid. The sound of the drill? The smell of the gas? Their inability to reach the ginormous toothbrush displayed up high on top of a cabinet and my villianous refusal to get it down for them?There is usually something that makes me cringe, but this time, the most awkward thing about the dental visit was getting into a conversation with the dentist about having children later in life. We were comparing our experiences and she said I couldn't be that old and I told her how old I was. No big deal, right? But then she kept scrutinizing my face and saying, "Huh! You really don't look 41!" Then the dental assistant had to get in on it and agree, and there I am, sitting with my Read more:Strange
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I Done Got Tagged (89/365) 2007-06-09 08:59:00 ... by Cami, so first, per instructions, I bump everyone else up and add myself:An Island LifeWhee! All The Way HomeMelanie in OrygunMommified MeA Smeddling KissAnd then! Let the narcissism begin!What were you doing 10 years ago?10 years ago I was living outside Philadelphia, telecommuting to my old job as a paralegal for a law firm in Chicago from the Smallest Fucking Bedroom In The Universe. I was learning how to make jewelry by taking classes at a local art center and spending an awful lot of my time on-line with my peeps from the AOL NIN folder. I was in the midst of my first real experience getting sucked into an alternate on-line existence.Dr. V. was in the midst of his residency, and we didn't get to see a whole lot of each other. I was listening to Curve and Fatboy Slim and Nicole Blackman's spoken word stuff, and I used to take the train up to NYC for the weekend and visit my sisters and hook up with my on-line cronies and have wild, blurrily remembered nights where I stayed Read more:Tagged
Can't...Breathe... (90/365) 2007-06-12 07:56:00 :::wheeeeze:::Being...crushed...under...weight...of...realization...that...today...and...tomorrow... :::wheeeze:: :...are...the...last...days...of :::WHEEEEEEZE::: ...school.________________________Actually, the knowledge that we are dumping the kids for the weekend is helping me keep my shit together. Now I just have to finish getting the last few teacher presents and I'm done. Oh, yeah, and get all the stuff for the spinach salad I'm contributing to the teacher appreciation brunch tomorrow, and the item I'm donating for the raffle, and figure out when I'm supposed to drop everything off. I also get my new crowns on this afternoon, which will be the last dental visit for a good long while. Shucks, I'm gonna miss those guys.Then I just have to worry 'bout packing up 2 sets of necessaries for this weekend, one set of everything the kids may need in Boston and a different pile for Dr. V. and I to take to our friend's wedding in Colorado. Assuming I don't kill my darling husband
Rocky Mountain High (91/365) 2007-06-20 05:18:00 I'm still feelin' the love for Colorado, my friends.My perception of the state of Colorado has always been colored by news like this and the admittedly narrow liberal Masshole view of the west. Aw, hell - let's be honest: the rest of the country, except our comrades along the coasts, is generally viewed by we Bluestaters as... uhm... kinda IGnorant. Complete generalization, but work with me here.We arrived in CO just fine, having driven up to Boston and having met my most excellent SIL at the airport. She hopped in the minivan and took the kids away, and we headed into the maw of air travel. Yes, I took my Ativan, and was fairly mellow about the flying, which sucked as usual. Luckily? I can't remember too much of it! Yay drugs!We flew into Denver, got our rental and headed up to Boulder. When we checked into the hotel, the front desk clerk gave a little extra "OH! Helllooo!" emphasis to our welcome. This was explained when we got up to the room to find a bottle of champagne on ice Read more:Rocky
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Medieval Help Desk (92/365) 2007-06-26 08:16:00 I apologize to whomever I swiped this from, because I can't remember where in the heck I found it. Since my life is filled with people in various "help desk" professions, I found it funny enough to save.Yo - this one goes out to all my reference desk and IT homies:
Pepper's Latest Joke (93/365) 2007-06-27 15:38:00 Most of the jokes Pepper
thinks up on her own are kind of... uhm... well, golly. A rare loss for words me here. "Not too bad" would be a bit of a stretch, so let's leave it at "not very funny" and pretend I'm not mocking my own child. This week, said child is exhibiting a deadly combination of creativity and oversensitivity. She keeps coming up with new jokes and runs to tell them, and I have to immediatley stops what I am doing and listen. Then I giggle politely, and then she inevitably accuses me of not enjoying the joke, and then she has to explain it in detail while I react with even more vigorous faked enthusiasm. It's exhausting.I thought this one was good, though:Q: What did the doctor say about his patient whose head was almost cut off?A: "That's a neck of an operation!"She's still working on the one about the bees and the hair and the honeycomb.I'll keep y'all posted.
Happy 5th of July! (94/365) 2007-07-04 20:49:00 Of course this entry is belated! My entire life is behind schedule these days. I haven't written a post in over a week, my library books are almost two weeks overdue, and we never even made it to the annual hose-down portion of the local 4th of July festivities.We did manage to decorate the bikes and get down to the parade in time to ride with the crowd, but it was hustle, hustle all the way. I'm not sure what was going on in my husband's mind when he decided to stay up past 3 a.m. watching "Saving Private Ryan" the night before, but I know what was going through my mind when I woke up and realized he was still awake.He was probably thinking something along the lines of, "Wow - this movie is amazing! What a magnificent depiction of this time in history - the history of this proud country we celebrate tomorrow! Go USA! Thanks for all your sacrifices, veterans!"Me? I was not feeling the national pride so much as I was feeling the rage of the do-it-all mom. I was thinking, "We have to Read more:Happy
Riding Thomas... 2007-07-10 14:27:00 Yaaaargh. Why does that sound like a porn film to me? And how can I break myself of the habit of starting a post on a particular subject, dashing off a title and then immediately riffing on the title instead of settling down and writing the damn post? My brain gets sidetracked far too easily. Entre nous, what is wrong with my brain that I spend beaucoup time babbling to myself IN MY HEAD and sniggering at my own bon mots? Do you think I'm letting my impending trip to Paris color my vocabulary? And do you agree that the extra shot of expresso I've been adding to my morning latte is something I should re-think?The extra caffeine has been necessary because life has done gone and sped up on me. Between last week's holiday and various home improvement projects and Pepper's summer activities and Peanut's summer school and Dr. V.'s stress and planning yet more travel, I find myself collapsing with a book at the end of the night instead of reading and/or writing blogs. I'm afraid I am a Read more:Riding
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Vacating, Thank You Very Much. (97/365) 2007-07-19 19:16:00 Wow.I have been with my kids non-stop for the last 3 days, and I'm actually relaxed and enjoying myself.Huh.If you had pulled me aside in the grocery store a few years ago as I was on the verge of tears with drool and snot stains on my shirt and a wailing child in my cart and told me this time - this peace - would come sooner than I thought, I flat out wouldn't have believed you. I would have fished around in my child's mouth to make sure I'd completely removed whatever choking hazard he'd found while smiling politely and nodding and wishing you'd shut the hell up. But you would have been right, so... uhm, I guess I'm hypothetically sorry? Tonight, I am hanging out with my 13 year old nephew and the kids, watching "High School Musical." We picked blueberries from the garden and made banana-blueberry smoothies. The kids have had fun nibbling on the unripe MacIntosh apples that hang off the apple trees, and I picked a whopping crop of basil for my tomato and mozzarella sandwic Read more:Thank
BlogHer?!? I Barely Know Her! (97/365) 2007-07-24 13:37:00 Ever since it was announced that BlogHer '07 would be held in Chicago, I was determined to go. We lived in Chicago from 1990 - 1995, and I have deep love in my heart for the city and all the friends we had there, most of whom I haven't seen since the kids came along. I miss Chicago.When they announced the hotels, I went ahead and made a reservation, thinking about how deliciously strange it would be to go to a conference a few blocks from where I worked and lived for such a significant part of my life. I was really looking forward to it, since this past year has been a period of taking the blog thang a little more seriously. I felt like I could benefit from the conference AND meet some awesome bloggers that I admire.Now I am a sad little clown, because I won't be able to swing it this year. We are leaving on our "See Relatives in France/Friend's Wedding in Ireland/Visit Family in Ireland" whirlwind tour next Tuesday, and it would have been too much.We know many families, including Read more:Barely
Now, That's A FAHR! (98/365) 2007-07-28 10:19:00 We had a fun time on vacation. One of the highlights was an evening spent at my aunt's new house. She remarried a couple of years ago, and her new husband owns some large number of acres out in the farm country near the PA/NY state line. They recently completed the building of their gorgeous house, which I was dying to see, because they based the design on plans drawn up by Sarah Susanka, an architect who is a proponent something she calls "The Not-So-Big House. "I've always loved her designs, and there were some signature details in the house that I recognized from seeing her work in books and magazines. The house is just beautiful, with a craftsman vibe. After wandering through the place, checking out all the carefully thought-out elements, I realized that it is actually a Not-So-Small House. I asked, and it turns out it has 1000 more square feet that our place! Well, color me disillusioned!While I was admiring the woodwork and the cool mission-style hardware they used, the kids ha
Our Adventures Thus Far... (99/365) 2007-08-06 13:26:00 Tuesday, 31 July:Despite Dr. V's assurances that he would be out of the operating room and on his way home by noon, it was 1:30 p.m. before we actually hit the road. Usually, this would send me into a screaming hissy fit, but I managed to keep myself together. The kids were excited about all the fun things they were going to be doing in Boston and only a little weepy at the thought of missing us. We hit the road, dropped off the kids, and began driving to the airport, only to discover that our own suitcases had accidentally been brought into the house with all the kid's stuff. Whoops! Back to the house, grab suitcases, off to airport. Uneventful flight to Dublin, uneventful connecting flight to Paris.The view of the courtyard from our hotel room:To be continued, of course... Read more:Adventures
How To Spend 45 Hours In Paris (100/365) 2007-08-08 19:01:00 Here is the breakdown of our time in Paris
:1 hour: riding the metro or taking taxis, mostly to and from the airport.1 hour: ride the BatoBus up and back down the Seine3 hours: Musee d'Orsay4 hours: random strolling, including Champs-Elysees2 hours: frantic search for gift, specifically a special wine decanter. Don't ask.20 hours: sleep, including naps.10 hours: visiting/dining with family.1 hour: misc. personal hygiene1 hour: watching television in French, mostly "The Simpsons."2 hours: reading, relaxing.Here are some of the highlights: We took a pass on the hot dogs:If you are in the market for a new camera, a trip to Paris is a pretty damn good reason to get one: No hunchbacks, unfortunately.We were delighted to find out that non-flash photography was allowed in much of the museum: There was so much art and beauty that we kind of got a little numb after a couple hours. My favorite pieces? Probably the gorgeous Art Nouveau furniture and decorative arts. I also confounded my husband Read more:Hours
Best Semi-Verbal Communication EVAH! (101/365) 2007-08-11 14:32:00 You know how, when you take a trip, there usually seem to be one or two moments that - years later - you can be chatting with whomever you travelled with, and something will trigger that memory? And pretty soon, you and whomever you are strolling down Nostalgia Place or Remembrance Court with are rolling around on the floor cackling, "...and the cheese was BAAAAAADDDD!" while everyone around you rolls their eyes and smiles grim little smiles that indicate how tired they are of humoring you?No? Just me, then?Well, this trip produced several of these moments, but the one that Dr. V. and I can't seem to shake is the moment on the BatoBus when we witnessed a brilliant moment of semi-verbal communication between two people who did not speak the same language. The BatoBus is a tour/commuter boat that travels up and down the Seine, and we hopped on outside the museum, hoping that the chop of the water and the fresh breeze would unfreeze our culture-numbed brains. (Seriously! Who can take it
A Lifetime Ago I Was In Ireland... (102/365) 2007-08-13 09:42:00 Oh, wait - it's only been a week. It's back to life as we know it around here. After forgetting to give Peanut his allergy medicine for the last two nights, he proved how much he still needs it by gagging on his own mucus and throwing up all over the car this morning. Luckily, he has decided to try the "Elwood Blues" diet the last few days, so all that was in his stomach was dry white toast.After he threw up, he was remarkably cheerful. I gave him a little water bottle to sip from, and he kept chortling, "Drink! Drink! Swepdt!" while Pepper and I tried to figure out what the heck he was saying."Drink! Drink! Spidt!""Drink Drink Sweat?""Drink! Drink! Skwip!""Drink Drink Sip?""Drink! Drink! Swidt!""Drink Drink SPIT? Whoa - no spitting, buddy, right?"Silence, and then an exasperated, "Drink Drink SQUID! You take two drinks and then a squid pops out of your wadder boddle!"Oooooooooookay. Read more:Lifetime
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Ireland, Day 1 (102/365) 2007-08-17 10:03:00 We had a great night out with my family members in Paris (Wasabi ice cream! Animated conversations about food and wine [them] with the waiters in French which certain people [us] could not follow!), and then we had an easy trip to the airport the next morning. We packed the night before (TIP #1!) and were able to roll out of bed, shrug into our clothes, and grab a taxi to the airport. I spent the ride feeling replete, watching the sun hit the suburban high rises and light industrial sites and reading the signs, thinking, "Oh, if only I had a higher quality camera...," completely forgetting that I DID. Uh, doy!It was a bit confusing to find our actual departure gate. We were in and out and around in those famous tube escalators, like hamsters becoming ever more frantic and high strung. Luckily, it was France, so we just seemed more French! I swear, I saw more attitude in 45 hours in France than I've experienced as the mother of a 7-going-on-13 year old daughter. It was getting pretty Read more:Ireland
How To Party Like The Irish (105/365) 2007-08-22 11:14:00 After our big day with the relatives, we headed out early the next morning to drive almost back to Dublin to attend the wedding of Dr. V's oldest friend. His mother and the groom's mother have been best friends for decades, and it was this event that the whole trip was planned around. The wedding was held at a beautiful manor house hotel, and although the weather didn't cooperate for the ceremony to be held in the garden, the day was lovely. Everyone kept telling us that weddings go on forever in Ireland, but we didn't really get it until we were there. The ceremony was at 2 p.m., after which everyone retired to a lounge area for drinks and appetizers. The reception didn't start until 6 p.m., and people just hung out and chatted and drank and had afternoon tea until then. The evening reception was ridiculously fun, thanks to the interesting table we had been placed at. Just really fun people, who ranged from a musician to a mason to a nuclear safety professional to a someone who Read more:Party
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Ireland, Day 2 (104/365) 2007-08-20 12:59:00 We spent much our second day in Ireland
at Kylemore Abbey, where one of Dr. V's relatives is employed. The Victorian Walled Garden has been restored and opened to the public since we were last there, and even in the rainy weather, we enjoyed wandering the grounds. Obligatory scenic pictures:The rest of the day was spent visiting relatives, chatting and drinking tea. Lots and lots of tea. I forgot how much they love their tea over there. Topics of conversation included the startling number of young families moving back home to the area; the 115 year old who had recently died a couple towns over, leaving a 107 year old woman nearby to inherit the mantle of oldest living resident; the extraordinary number of Polish workers in all the local establishments, thanks to the EU; and the ridiculous price of real estate. We took some of the family out to dinner at a local pub that night, which was quite nice. Sitting with Dr. V's 87-year old great aunt at the bar, we were discussing the
Shuttle Launch, Anyone? 2007-08-26 10:27:00 I have so many odd things to blog about these days, from the letter we received from NASA last month to the exceedingly random screen saver Dr. V. inadvertently installed on my laptop, but I can't seem to get my act together. I blame the impending start of the school year and my giddy state of anticipation at the prospect of being alone.. in my house... all by myself... almost every single day. Wheeeeee! The NASA letter thing is kind of cool, actually. One of Dr. v.'s fraternity brothers is an astronaut, see? And he's kind of going up on the space shuttle in October? And he's going to replace this guy on the International Space Station for a little while? And he kind of invited anyone who was interested in watching a launch to add their name to his "friends and family" list a while back? So we have, like, kinda been invited to go watch the launch in October? In other news, I finished painting the kitchen a luscious tomato red, and it makes me incredibly happy to look at. Read more:Shuttle
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Happily Ever After (108/365) 2007-08-29 09:24:00 Today is the first day of school. I am joyous. I am scouring and tossing and am a flaming ball full of renewed energy pinballing around the house. A new school year, people! A fresh start! And do you know what you always need at the beginning of the school year? New shoes! We already bought Pepper's, and I was thinking of ordering these for myself in celebration:Then I came to my senses and remembered that I almost never wear any of the high heeled shoes I own. For that amount of money, I need to wear them all the time and tingle with happiness every time I put them on. So, sadly - no.In all of this cleaning and sorting, I'm coming across a lot of goofy little things that tickle me. Here's today's edition:Here's Pepper's version of how the story ends: (I know I'm her mom, but I think the poor befuddled frog is awesome.)
Ca-RAY-zee Legs! (109/365) 2007-08-30 19:45:00 1. Did you ever have an imaginary friend? I did, and of course, she was my twin, with a rhyming name and everything. Peanut has one too, named "Peanut." Yup, he is now trying to pass off certain behavior as that of the other Peanut. For the most part, the two Peanuts play happily, but I did have to tell imaginary Peanut to play more nicely after an incident yesterday. I set the boy up with some cups and bowls of water to play with on the deck, assuming that he'd come in soaking wet when he was done. I didn't expect him to walk back inside and inform me in a scandalized voice that "Peanut just throwded water ALL OVER ME!" 2. Owen Wilson: Sad Clown or Tragic Manchild? Discuss amongst yourselves. 3. Cleaning out my computer files, I am coming across many visual gems. Some of them are projects I started and never finished (Coloring books for grown-ups! Food allergy warning t-shirt and button designs for a friend who was worried about caregivers not being aware of her child's food allerg
Flower Power (116/365) 2007-09-25 08:48:00 Phase One of Operation Giant Daisy was a success! One flower down, two more to go... and then on to the really BIG project of the false bed-front! For my first papier mache project, I'm quite pleased. Here is a tutorial on my artistic process, otherwise known as "Wingin' It":1. Procrastinate for weeks by drawing up endless lists and out-of-proportion sketches. Although I am quite creative and artistic, I can't draw for shit. Here is a computer-drawn "sketch" of what I had in mind:During this phase of the artistic process, wander through every store with the idea of transforming common objects into items for your decorating masterpiece. A tip to the hardware store is good, as is a trip to your local run-down discount store.2. Flatten several cardboard boxes, cut and tape to rough size, draw and cut out outline of flower. Gather supplies (white glue mixed with water, stapler, masking tape, newpaper) and go to it!3. Begin randomly crumpling newspaper and taping/stapling to areas to be Read more:Flower Power
Ketchup (115/365) 2007-09-24 09:15:00 All morning, I've had that feeling that I'm forgetting something. I checked and re-checked my planner, then checked and re-checked my purse for any stray appointment cards that may not have made it into the planner. What am I forgetting?!?That stray thought was driving me batty, until I looked at the clock and saw that it was time for me to take my medications...OH! That's it! The ghostly prodding is due to the fact that today, for the first time in over three weeks, I do not have a god-awful amount of antibiotic pills to swallow 4 times a day! Yippee!The Molar That Made My Life Hell is dead. Ding, dong - the tooth is dead! The root canal took place a full 2 weeks ago, yet I have been pain-free for only a few days, thanks to an infection that turned out to be resistant to the first type of antibiotics. Including the painful 10 days leading up to the root canal, that means I've been in near-constant pain for almost a month! Whee!When I shook out my anti-depressants and my vitamin th Read more:Ketchup
The Next Big Project (114/365) 2007-09-17 13:45:00 I've been such a busy little beaver this summer with all the projects. I stained the deck all by myself, and I painted the kitchen red. I've been steadily purging years of old belongings, and reorganizing, and we (I) even planted a garden this summer. It's been nice, actually having the energy to do these things, even if it has made my blogging (and blog-stalking!) frequency drop off.One of the things Pepper and I have been talking about for a while is redecorating her room. We have these conversations, late at night, staring at all the strange angles the big dormers in her room create. When we bought the house and brought the kids here for the first time, we let her choose which of the two upstairs bedrooms she wanted. One is a regular old room, with a giant closet. One is a dormered room, with two smaller closets. She took one look and declared, "I want the room with the funny ceiling!"Right now, it is a typical little girl's room, cluttered with brightly colored toys and Read more:Project
Obviously, I'm Deranged. (113/365) 2007-09-13 12:46:00 Remember when I went on my little "Mommy needs a new pair of shoes" rant? I have now officially lost all self-control. I have purchased no less than 6 pairs of flats in the last few weeks - SIX??? The problem, of course, is Old Navy. It started there, with the comfy purple suede ones for $19.50. Oooh - look at those green ones with the teeny-tiny polka dots! $16.50? Are you kidding? They are so miiiiine.Then Marshall's was having an end of summer sale, and I stopped by Target on the way home from Boston last weekend... and so on, and so on.Create a Free SlideshowGeeze, now I have to go buy some clothes that will go with all these shoes!
Monday, A Fun Day? (112/365) 2007-09-10 07:35:00 Uhm, no.Here is a sentence I don't like to hear:"If we schedule an extra-long appointment, we can get the root canal done in one visit."Here is a sentence I do like to hear:"I'm going to give you a few extra Percocet in this prescription, because you don't need to be in so much pain."I think I'm a front-runner for the "Suckiest Monday
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A Pang In My Heart (111/365) 2007-09-07 22:26:00 I'm dwelling. Dwelling, I tell you!I just had a pang. A twinge. A jolt, if you will. Call it sentimentality, call it hormones run amok, but I'm swimming in memory soup tonight. It's warm and thick, and it feels comforting and unnatural at the same time. What prompted this is a night to myself cruising around the On Demand cable offerings, without Dr. V. to distract me. He's at a conference, and we've barely seen him all week, and the kids are missing him. I am, too... but I am also enjoying the solitary sleep and the control of the remote and the blessed lack of inane Red Sox commentary. Lately, a mere 15 minutes of baseball commentary makes me want to hurt someone. Seriously. I get vi-O-lent, baby... like, all Kill Bill on your ass! Well, yeah - like Kill Bill if Uma Thurman's character was a 200 lb. middle aged woman with a sweet face and a harmless aspect dressed in Lands' End separates. But just think of the damage I could do! You'd see me coming, but you woud Read more:Heart
Labor Day Weekend (110/365) 2007-09-04 16:59:00 Well, my Labor Day Weekend
was entirely un-laborious. Unfortunately, rather than sipping mimosas and BBQ-ing and chatting with friends, I was tucked away in bed for most of the weekend. I started feeling a little off on Friday, a tiny tickle in the back of my throat, but nothing too bad. By Saturday afternoon, I was really run down, but since we had a babysitter lined up, off we went for our date night. We had a nice dinner (tapas have finally arrived on Cape Cod!) and went to the Cape Playhouse for a production of "Lend Me A Tenor." It was fine, but the timing was off somehow. It's the kind of old-timey play that needs to be projected fast and bell-clear out into the audience, and once the actors started milking the lines for laughs, I'd had it. We stuck it out until intermission, wandered around a bit, and when it came time to go back in, I realized I was tired and sick and just wanted to go home. Also that I was getting my period. Whoops!Dr. V. was happy to leave the play
The Bad Words (117/365) 2007-09-28 22:59:00 This afternoon after school, the kids and I took advantage of the nice weather we've had all week and played outside for a couple hours. I say that "we" played outside, but technically? The kids played while I read "People" magazine and drank a Diet Coke with Lime and pretended to be interested in what they were yapping about. (WHAT? Ok, fine - I've got wicked bad PMS and I'm just mean today. Be glad you don't know me for reals, peeps.)So the kids ran around on the vacant lot next door and poked at rocks, and jousted, and rode bikes. Jousting, by the way, involves the wearing of the bike helmets and the beating of the the shit out of each other with the pool noodles on the grass. I'm all about the safety, people - my kids only get to whack the ever-livin' crap out of each other while wearing helmets and ON THE GRASS! No whackin' each other on the asphalt at MY house! Hello, safety award people?!?! I'm right HERE!SO. There was also a lot of moaning about the loss of all the prec Read more:Words
Uhhhm... (118/365) 2007-10-11 10:10:00 It's been so long since I posted that I'm feeling compelled to post something - anything - today, despite the lack of any sort of interesting subject matter. I just realized that NaBloPoMo is around the corner, and I guess I was feeling that I needed to stockpile little anecdotes and cute stories about the kids for the blogging extravaganza to come.I've been getting ready to sell stuff at a school fair coming up. I participated last fall, and I felt compelled to do it again, despite the fact that it was not a success last year - I sold a single scarf, and at least 8 tables around me had absolutely no sales whatsoever. It's a newish thing for the PTO, and even though I feel it is very unorganized and a waste of my time, I also feel like it would be churlish to say to all these well-meaning parents that I won't rent a table for a few hours and set up the stuff I already make. I mean, it's not like *I'm* doing all the work and running the PTO, so the least I can do is sit around fo
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