Yesterday

Yesterday was a miraculous day.  It was a beautiful afternoon with no rain, despite the weatherman's promise of it.
I spent Saturday doing my flowerbeds and enjoying sunshine, and thinking I'd have a rainy Sunday to get at my paper I need to submit next week.  But no, no rain.  So I figured out a way to enjoy the outdoors and get my research done.

This was my office for the day...

While I worked I enjoyed this view to the east...

This view to the west....

And best of all, when my eyes got a wee bit tired and the wind was blowing right and the wind chimes played a lullaby I could look forward to this....

I don't understand

What's this?

This is an EMPTY laundry basket on the floor of Boy's room.


What's this?

This is the laundry on the floor of Boy's room.

You will notice that the laundry on the floor of Boy's room is precisely 1" away from the EMPTY laundry basket on the floor of Boy's room.

(Pause)

.............Just sayin'

questions from the doctor's office

I had to take Girl to the clinic today.  She's had a fever, sore throat and bad headache for 2 days.  My usual remedy of Tylenol and prayer has not cured her, so I bit the bullet and took her to the doctor's office.  I hate going to the doctor's office.  Not because I hate the doctor....because I'm a germ-o-phobe and I picture everything there crawling with other people's sicknesses.  Then I picture those sicknesses jumping on the already fevered body of my baby....I only go when I am certain that Tylenol (or Advil, I'm flexible that way) and prayer are clearly not going to work.

So while we were waiting for the swab results to come back.  Girl asked me two questions.  I thought I'd share.

Question one
Girl:  Mom, how come they have condiments at the doctor's office?
Me:  Huh?
Girl:  Condiments.  Why is there a jar of condiments.
Me:  I don't know what in the world you are talking about.
Girl: That jar right there.  It says C-O-N-D-O-M.  So, can I have some condo-mints?
Me:  No. (there is a name in psychology for the ability of the mind to fill in missing letters or lines and believe that they are there -- I don't recall the term, but I saw it in action today)


Question two
Girl:  Mom, why do they use Popsicle sticks here?
Me:  Those aren't Popsicle sticks, those are tongue depressors.
(Pause -- girl is thinking....)
Girl:  Why do they want to make your tongue sad?

She might be burning up, but she's still thinkin'...

still laughing -- entirely different topic

I got this sent to me today and I have watched it 3 times.  I'm sharing it, so it can bring you joy, too.

Try watching it first without the sound.  I swear these babies are having a conversation -- possibly about the ice cream in the freezer, possibly about why their parent didn't put pants on them...

Twin babies speaking.

Honestly makes more sense than the conversation I had with DH today....

laughing

Saturday night DH and I went to see Them Idiots Whirled Tour starring Bill Engvall, Jeff Foxworthy and Larry the Cable Guy.

I laughed so hard all night that my tummy muscles are still sore today.  I feel like I've done situps for an hour.  They were so funny.  I wish I could remember even half the jokes.  I told DH I am very glad that I don't have bladder control issues, 'cause I wouldn't have been able to handle it.

My favourite joke was from Larry.  You have to hear this with a southern red-neck drawl, so use your imagination.

Larry says, "I was shoppin' at Walmart when 'boom' I hit somethin' and I thought 'crap this is going to cost me tens of dollars.  Then I got lookin' to see what in tar-nation I'd hit.  Well, it was a midget.  I says "geez I'm sorry.  Y'all okay.'  And the midget says 'well, I ain't happy.  So I says 'which one are ya then?"

If you want to escape reality and feel your tummy muscles.  I recommend skipping the sit ups and yoga and go to You Tube to check out Larry, Jeff or Bill.

Two hours with those boys washed away the week before and set me in the right frame of mind for the next
one.

Git 'er done.

Soooo cool

So you know my posts have been spotty lately.  It's 'cause I'm up to my eyeballs in School Law and Leadership courses.

But I have discovered something really cool.  Something I wish I had had in public school.  It would have made life a lot easier.

For my Law course I have a lot of projects that need to be done with a partner. The difficulty is every person in the course also has a full time job in a school that is, of course, not close to mine and they have a life beyond the job and the course.  So how do you collaborate when you can't really meet after school and have milk and cookies?
I started my first paper emailing the work back and forth.  Boy told me this was "the old fashioned" way to do things (boy, he simply does not know "old fashioned!")  Instead he has me on Google Docs.  You find it through Google, of course.  So if I type a document I can add someone else on the document to share.  That way we can both edit or add to the paper whenever we want.  There is also the opportunity to do a chat, if we happen to be on at the same time.  I have written 2 case papers on Google Docs and have not met with my partners once.  Sooo cool.
So amazing.
This internet thing -- it's here to stay, eh?

I regularly visit my favourite blog "Pioneer Woman."  Today she tempted me with a new recipe called "Knock me Naked Brownies."  Knock you naked?  Sounds yummy!

I had a conversation with my DSinLs (Dear Sister in Laws) at Easter.  The conversation was about how rye (or tequila, depending on your preference) has a tendency to make you (them, not me) take their clothes off.

I don't know that I'd streak for rye or tequila.  But I'm thinking that quite possibly these brownies might do it.... I'm a "cheap" drunk....

If you make them, let me know how it turns out.  Unless it's dirty, then I don't want to know.

Obsessed

Girl and I got up on Friday morning at 5:15am to watch the Royal Wedding.  We oooed and ahhhd and smiled at the bride and groom.  It was a most perfect wedding, from my perspective sitting on my lazy boy in my pjs.  I timed my departure from home and arrival at work so I could see the balcony and the promised kiss.  Then I peeked in on the CBC broadcast periodically throughout the day (don't tell!)

And now I am depressed.

I am obsessed with Kate.  That Kate.  I think Kate might be causing my midlife crisis....

She appears to be near perfect.  I love her hair.  It doesn't frizz and fly.  It is probably its natural colour.  It never looks like a nest.  Also, she is thin and looks good in everything.  Even rubber boots.  She has the best pair of Chanel sunglasses.  She looks really good in skinny jeans -- probably the thin thing again.  Even ridiculous hats look good.  

I am not jealous because she has prince, or a castle, or vast wealth.  Well, maybe the wealth part -- then I could buy Chanel sunglasses too.  I think I am "in envy" 'cause she's young (and thin, and has great hair) and appears calm and poised and elegant; instead of frumpy with crazy hair and a harried self. 

I am obsessed with photos of her which only furthers my depression 'cause that will never be me....

Sigh.

Congratulations Wills and Kate.  I wish you every happiness.