Points to Ponder

So for the first time in a long time I have had a thought I believe is random enough to share on the round up.

Today as I drove to work I noticed something interesting. It was a container of sorts made of a wood pallet for a base and some kind of chicken wire type stuff which created the sides. The container was about 3 ft from end to end and maybe 2 ft tall and 2 ft wide. And the whole thing was shrink wrapped in plastic, leading me to believe this had been purchased and delivered. Inside this container were rocks about the size of footballs. But the container was on the small side and the rocks only went about half way up. And here is where we get random…

Who needs just a few rocks? What the heck can you do with a few rocks? In my experience, if you need rocks enough to buy them you need a lot of rocks- like for a driveway or a Wall of China. When have you ever only needed a few rocks for something?

Points to ponder.

BIZ MARKEE AND THE TARGET MOMENT

So the other day I was in Target picking up some big girl underpants for my genius potty training daughter when I hear this loud booming voice start singing, “Oh Baby, You. You got what I need…” (You know, the Biz Markee song- I don’t know if that is how you spell it) The voice was coming up on my right fast and my first thought was I kind of jumped cuz I was startled. And then I thought, “Why the hell is someone singing at me in Target.” But my next thought (and granted, all three of these thoughts happened in pretty rapid succession) was, “Hey, Todd must be here.” So I whipped my head around, fully expecting to see my really good friend Todd standing there singing at me and it turned out to be some guy singing to his baby.

Here’s the thing. I love it that I have a friend with whom I have such an absurd and wonderful relationship that when random strangers start singing loudly in a store, I almost instantly assume it is normal and get excited.

It is in these moments that we appreciate our friends and realize life is good.

I will try to be better...

Ok, my dad and my sister pretty much totally kick my butt when it comes to blogging. They have intersting things to say on a regular basis and sometimes even have the photographic evidence to back it up. In my defense, I don't even have time to read their blogs except every few weeks or so, much less tend to my own but I will try to be better.

Ok, what is new.....

Zelda really likes to say "Oh my gosh!" I think she may have gotten it from our friend Tim (who is like an extra grandparent to her). The other day we were in the car and I ran out of snacks. When I informed my darling daughter of this she said in her best pee wee herman growly voice, "OH- MY- GOSH!" Imagine the dashes to be pauses for great dramatic effect. But I think what really gets me is the fact that she now (totally unprompted) says "Thank you, Mama." when I give her something. It makes me want to scoop her up and kiss her silly everytime she does it. Maybe I am not raising a heathen child after all. Although someone may have to tell this to the toys all over my floor.

She can also play by herself for seemingly ever. She just pretends and I am fascinated by the scope of her imagination, especially when it comes to making up songs.

And she is sleeping all night long in her big girl bed. We read her some stories, turn out the light, and then hold eachother back as we listen to her cry for just 5 minutes or so, then she is out for the night. I am so proud of her.

These past few weeks she has come up with so many new words and so many new understandings. I told William last night that we are going to blink and we won't have a baby anymore. She is becoming a kid so fast I can't stand it. I have to remember to drink up every minute.

She is my blessing and my joy.

Halloween o Rama

I just LUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUV Halloween. I mean I really love Halloween. It is my favorite holiday by far. First of all, any excuse to dress up. Second of all, I have always had this mild obsession with witches (the good kind- not “Glinda the Good” kind but the good kind). Like Miss Switch, or the witches from the Terry Pratchett books, the witch from Bugs Bunny who when she runs away, her hair pins hang in the air after she is gone, etc. I mean, I sort of insist they wear a pointy, black hat and have a broom… I also am mildly obsessed with the Addams Family. Whatever, I like Halloween. Anyway, I just got out my Halloween decorations. This is a collection I intend to grow until I can make my house the that Halloween threw up on. Thought I would show you some pics.



A lovely Halloween tableau



The view through my living room into my dining room.



My little pumkin town. I have a bowling alley, ice cream parlor, cinema, hamburger joint and I can't remeber what the other one is.




This is my new pride and joy. I think it looks like Madam Leota from the Haunted Mansion ride at Disney. That is my favorite ride. She moves around and talks and everything.






More stuff.

Scary birds are fun.

this pic came out kinda dark, but whatever.

One more little area.


So there ya go. Halloween gives me great joy.

Squirrels- They plague me

I have a fear of squirrels. This girl I knew in elementary school was bitten by one and had to get rabies shots. Ever since then I have had “squirrel fear”. And they know it- the squirrels. They sense the fear. To them it smells like acorns tinged with peanut butter and sunflower seeds. And so they are drawn to me. There was this squirrel at our old apartment complex that literally would chase me around the outside of the building, screaming. I say literally because the squirrel would inch towards me with interest while I would run and scream and beg for my husband to save me. My husband in turn would tell me I was insane and ignore me. So sometimes it took me a LONG time to get to the car. Anyway, I fear the squirrels. And I hate it when there is one in a tree that I have to walk under that could jump on my head and give me rabies.

Today I saw this…

To say that this is the scariest platter I have ever seen is an understatement.

Whaaaat?

I suck, but it won't last forever

So I suck. I haven't felt blogtabulous in a while. I have honestly been in over my head with having my daughter at work. Just one more week and we go on vacation and when we get back, she goes into pre-school. Then, I should stop feeling like I want to hide under a mossy rock, sipping gimlets and mumbling to myself. Promise after vakay to reinvigorate the old round up. Be patient (all 4 of you)...I shall return.

Official Kool-Aid Pickle Update

Here are the official pics, as promised.

Still in the jar.

Not gonna lie to ya. It looks a little pornographic.

And yes, I did eat some.

I have even had someone email me from the picture postings of my flickr account. Seems I am the only person out there with photographic evidence of Kool-Aid Pickle success.

Stuff that in your pipe and smoke it.

Happy Hump Day. It is all downhill from here.