Saturday, August 30, 2008
Monday, August 18, 2008
10 Ways to Remove Clutter from Your Life from Dumb Little Man
For further reading Google "declutter your life"
Labels: declutteryour life
Thursday, August 14, 2008
The Story Game: Jamie Edition
The girls and I added Jamie to "The Story Game" tonight. She even had fun.
I'd blog the girls' drawings and stories but Jamie took pictures of all the drawings (I only took one of mine) and I'm not allowed to blog her photos.
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My Story: For a good time call...
All boozed up in her fez and zebra slippers, Zoe played songs from "The Wizard of Oz" on her squeeze box all night long.
Something you wear: Fez
Something you drink: booze
Someplace you don't want to be: Oz
Something you wear on your feet: zebra slippers
A name: Zoe
Something you hold in your hand: squeeze box
(there's a z in all my items, mind you)
Wednesday, August 13, 2008
Rosemary, Baby!!!
Not to be confused with Rosemary's Baby (which I did make Jamie watch when she was about 8 1/2 months pregnant with Madeleine).
Labels: garden, jamie, rosemary, rosemary's baby
Wednesday, August 06, 2008
untoward
un·to·ward - Pronunciation[uhn-tawrd, -tohrd]
adjectiveuntoward - Definitions from Dictionary.com[Origin: 1520–30; un-1 + toward]—Related
- unfavorable or unfortunate: Untoward circumstances forced him into bankruptcy.
- improper: untoward social behavior.
- Archaic. froward; perverse.
forms
un·to·ward·ly, adverb
un·to·ward·ness, noun
Labels: untoward
Tuesday, August 05, 2008
Two Things I Find Disturbing about Facebook
Then, this super powerful social networking tool gives me the option oto "Cancel Relationship". I've got a lot invested in our relationship (as she does to). How can they conscionably offer that? Are there no morals?
Labels: facebook, its soooooo... oh i don't know
Madeleine will be taking the bus this year
Sunday, August 03, 2008
Freshly Mowed
And on the seventh day he rested or so it is claimed. The seventh day must have been Monday or Saturday or quite possibly any day of the week other than Sunday because Sunday is chore day around here. Taking out the trash, doing the weekend dishes and... the lawn. Always on Sunday. Always the lawn.
I scoop the poop (sorry but there's no nicer way to put it but plenty of tasteless ways) and Jamie pushes the electric mower (see also 30 Seconds of Jamie and the Electric Mower). I'm on the lookout for an electric (hopefully cordless) weed whacker so I can do the edges.