No need kitteh, I already have more than my share of grumpy.
Monthly Archives: July 2011
Whoever heard of too much coffee? That’s crazy-talk!
LIFE AFTER DEATH
“Do you believe in life after death?” the boss asked one of his employees.
“Yes, Sir,” the new employee replied.
“Well, then, that makes everything just fine,” the boss went on. “After you left early yesterday to go to your grandmother’s funeral, she stopped in to see you!”
It was Palm Sunday, and because of a sore throat, 5 year old Johnny stayed home from church with a sitter. When the family returned home, they were carrying several palm branches. The boy asked what they were for.
“People held them up over Jesus’ head as He walked by.”
“Wouldn’t you know it!” the boy fumed. “The one Sunday I don’t go, He shows up!”
SUPPORT A FAMILY
The prospective father-in-law asked, “Young man, can you support a family?”
The surprised groom-to-be replied, “Well, no. I was just planning to support your daughter. The rest of you will have to fend for yourselves.”
It’s Friday! The last one of July, before the “dog days of Summer” hit us. Go forth with a smile and have a great weekend!
Just a couple of really neat things I wanted to share with you!
First, my friend MR over at Mountain Republic sent me this awesome video. The future is here! Star Trek has arrived! Check it out:
The other cool thing I wanted to show you is here: Noah’s Ark Set to Sail
Just click the link or the picture to see more – it’s amazing!
Thanks to Seraphic Secret for that one.
Get your copy of my husband’s books!
Get your copy of my husband’s books!
I was listening to the kids talking about robotic toys while I was ironing. They’d seen some toy cats and dogs the other day at Toys R Us, and made the comment that robotic toys were new.
“Uh, no, new to YOU maybe, but robot type toys have been around a while. I even had a couple of dolls when I was little that were robotic.”
Thankfully they spared me the “Wow, that long ago?!” lines.
So, since I was ironing, I told them about one of my favorite dolls that I got when I was 6 or 7, called “Bizzie Lizzie.” She came with a little iron and ironing board, feather duster, and vacuum. I think it must have been my mother’s hope to inspire me to clean my “pigsty” of a room. Do mothers ever use any other phrase to describe their kid’s bedroom? Hmm. I remember her screaming at me when I was little, “If you don’t learn to clean up this mess, who’s going to clean it when you’re out on your own?!” My nonchalant answer back then was, “The maid!” I might have been slapped for that one but I can’t recall.
I spent a lot of happy hours with Lizzie. She had long golden pony tails that came out of her head – they were just plugged in. The plug ends looked like the ends of shoelaces. My favorite thing to play with was the feather duster because that really “worked,” being simply a miniaturized version of a regular feather duster. The iron and vacuum, not so much. Mostly, she was the giant maid that came in to clean Barbie’s Townhouse. Because Barbie was the ruler of my magical little play world, and more than anything else I wanted to grow up and be just like her. Yes, I did have a ton of Barbie shoes. And boots!
But I loved Lizzie for a time.
And the irony struck me, as I stood there ironing, that in a few ways, I ended up much like Bizzie Lizzie and not nearly as much Barbie as I’d thought I would.
Lizzie’s reality crashed my Barbie dreams I suppose. Oh well. I didn’t really want to be a Malibu beach bum anyway. I burn too easily.
Whoops! Did I say the new neighbor’s dog only barked when the neighbor was gone? Silly me! It barks when someone is at home too. It takes a few hours, but eventually someone does actually scream “SHUT UP!” at the dog and then the dog yelps like it’s been hit and goes back to barking after a few minutes, so clearly they have the situation under control.
Most of the time I can tune it out. I’m good at that – just ask my kids! LOL I know if I complain to management, there’s little they can do. The neighbors are obviously okay with their dog barking and howling for hours at a time. The dog seems healthy and happy when I see the neighbor walking it, so it’s not being mistreated or starved or anything like that, so there’s no indication that a call to Animal Control is necessary. My options are live with a barking dog, or move.
Moving is a pain, perhaps even a bigger pain and expense than a barky dog. Besides, there’s no guarantee that we wouldn’t move TO a worse situation than we’d be moving FROM. So there’s that.
Maybe I’ll just tell my kids that now it’s okay to scream like banshees – both during inside AND outside play! My sinister third option.
It was a pretty special weekend for us here in the Darc house. A certain pretty princess, who came into the world on a Sunday morning, turned 6 yesterday. She has been so excited for so long! A few weeks ago she saw me browsing recipes and one caught her eye. She asked me, with sugar coated sweetness, if I would make it for her birthday. This is the result:
I was so happy! It’s been a long time since I’ve done a layer cake – usually I stick to sheet cakes for the convenience factor – so I was a tad nervous about how it would turn out. For the recipe and more pictures, check out my Nessipes blog, or the At Grandma’s Table blog. Best part, the princess was thrilled.
We decided to hit Borders this weekend before they disappeared. Honestly, their sale prices were way higher than Walmart’s full prices. A 40% off DVD cost $25? And they call that a sale? Now I know why they’re going out of business! We dropped a dime on a few things – I found a book on the history of serial killers, booyah! – but for the most part were really disappointed in what we found. Bye Borders. It was real, it was fun, but it wasn’t real fun.
Darc did more keyboard shopping so I picked one up for myself too, one of those ergonomic dealies. I swear, I’m trying really hard to get used to this thing. I’m going to try to stick it out for a few days though. I thought my typos were bad before! Wow.
All in all it was a pretty great weekend. How was yours?