An oldie but a goodie...
Thursday, August 19, 2010
Monday, August 2, 2010
Gross!
Apparently my wildly inconclusive judgments on my next door neighbors were correct. Among the trash they left in the lobby upon moving out this weekend there were a couple kitchen scales to measure small quantities. I went next door just a minute ago to tell the new tenants to turn down their music (even if they were moving in) and I instead found a cleaning crew and the most disgusting mess ever. Wall to wall trash!
Last and not least.......I have now killed a spider and 12 flies all just this afternoon! There are still 3 more yet to get and I can only guess more will appear. The cleaning crew must have disturbed some discustingness next door. Ewe!
*EDIT* Killed at least 21 flies. It was hard to keep count towards the end of it all.
Last and not least.......I have now killed a spider and 12 flies all just this afternoon! There are still 3 more yet to get and I can only guess more will appear. The cleaning crew must have disturbed some discustingness next door. Ewe!
*EDIT* Killed at least 21 flies. It was hard to keep count towards the end of it all.
Saturday, July 31, 2010
I Know Life is Good When...
My husband takes out the trash
without me asking
and even placing a fresh bag securely in the garbage can.
Today is a life is good day!
without me asking
and even placing a fresh bag securely in the garbage can.
Today is a life is good day!
Friday, July 30, 2010
A Loss
For a solid decade I have carried with me a little item that was oh so useful and quite special to me.
Last week my little family and I flew to Atlanta for a visit with friends and family. I have flown quite a bit over the years and considered myself quite a proficient traveler. This past trip, while it was another successful one, felt somewhat like my first flight because I had my infant in my arms. A hundred different things to remember, extra items to carry, many more smiles from strangers, and even a mid flight diaper change! My baby did great! The only glitch was that amidst all the new little things for a first time mom to remember, I forgot to remove my pocket knife from my key chain. When airport security removed the well used pocket knife and chucked it into the garbage can, I didn't have the time for a proper eulogy. So, at this time I would like to say a few words about my old friend....
Ten years
in my pocket, in my purse, jingling next to my keys.
Royal blue plastic casing.
One side with the Swiss Army logo
the other side said, "AMGEN 2000".
An employee tchotchke given to me by my Dad after a company meeting.
The scisors lost it's spring and the knife was dull.
The tweesers and tooth pick long since fallen out.
Such a useful and handy companion.
I am glad have kept track of you all these years.
But now it is time for you to join all the other pocket knives
in lost and founds and airport security bins around the world.
Good bye old friend!
Last week my little family and I flew to Atlanta for a visit with friends and family. I have flown quite a bit over the years and considered myself quite a proficient traveler. This past trip, while it was another successful one, felt somewhat like my first flight because I had my infant in my arms. A hundred different things to remember, extra items to carry, many more smiles from strangers, and even a mid flight diaper change! My baby did great! The only glitch was that amidst all the new little things for a first time mom to remember, I forgot to remove my pocket knife from my key chain. When airport security removed the well used pocket knife and chucked it into the garbage can, I didn't have the time for a proper eulogy. So, at this time I would like to say a few words about my old friend....
Ten years
in my pocket, in my purse, jingling next to my keys.
Royal blue plastic casing.
One side with the Swiss Army logo
the other side said, "AMGEN 2000".
An employee tchotchke given to me by my Dad after a company meeting.
The scisors lost it's spring and the knife was dull.
The tweesers and tooth pick long since fallen out.
Such a useful and handy companion.
I am glad have kept track of you all these years.
But now it is time for you to join all the other pocket knives
in lost and founds and airport security bins around the world.
Good bye old friend!
Thursday, July 29, 2010
Saturday, July 24, 2010
Nostrils & Fingers
Are most people's nostrils in proportion to their finger tip size?
My baby had a golden nugget stuck in her nose. I couldn't get it out with my fingers, the booger sucker wasn't doing the trick, but I could tell that her little fingers would have been so perfect for this job. Eventually the booger was extracted but I haven't stopped thinking about this quote ever since...
My baby had a golden nugget stuck in her nose. I couldn't get it out with my fingers, the booger sucker wasn't doing the trick, but I could tell that her little fingers would have been so perfect for this job. Eventually the booger was extracted but I haven't stopped thinking about this quote ever since...
"You can pick your friends, you can pick your nose, but you can't pick your friends nose..."
Sunday, July 4, 2010
Double Talk
Recently I wondered why people seem to unconsciously double talk when talking to a baby. IE: "Was that so funny? Was that so funny?" Or, "Do you like your little bear? Do you like your little bear?"...and so on... If you don't know what I'm talking about you will next time you are around a new baby and adults.
Well, I think I discovered the answer to the question as to why do adults instantly double talk to babies. We're uncomfortable! Socially we feel uncomfortable if we say something to someone and don't get anything in response. Yes, even from a baby who can't talk! Alternatively, a baby might give a big smile or laugh instead of silence which triggers the adult to double talk in hopes for another cute reaction.
Maybe we're teaching the early stages of communication to a new person, or maybe babies bring out the inner idiot in all adults. Whatever it may be, I challenge you to see if you can resist the double talk next time you play with a baby one on one!
Well, I think I discovered the answer to the question as to why do adults instantly double talk to babies. We're uncomfortable! Socially we feel uncomfortable if we say something to someone and don't get anything in response. Yes, even from a baby who can't talk! Alternatively, a baby might give a big smile or laugh instead of silence which triggers the adult to double talk in hopes for another cute reaction.
Maybe we're teaching the early stages of communication to a new person, or maybe babies bring out the inner idiot in all adults. Whatever it may be, I challenge you to see if you can resist the double talk next time you play with a baby one on one!
Wednesday, June 30, 2010
What a Difference a Day Makes
Everyone can agree that there is really such a thing as a good hair day and a bad hair day. We've all experienced this. However, am I the only one who has good penmanship days vs. bad penmanship days? My mom always has perfect penmanship days. I've never seen her write an ugly or illegible word. I, on the other hand, just wrote a birthday card note to my little niece and it looks like a 12 year old boy wrote it!
ps- My hair looks really good today.
ps- My hair looks really good today.
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