Here's how lazy I am: I have two thermoses- they are both dirty- instead of washing them (along with most of the dishes I own) I paid $20 for a new one.
Cheers! My tea is still hot from this morning!
Tuesday, September 29, 2009
Saturday, September 12, 2009
I don't know why- but people at the store today seemed pretty funny. One little family was walking through the store and the little boy was carrying two toys. He was making sound effects for his toys, as little boys are prone to do, which sounded liked a very (very) high pitched "EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!"
The grandmother said, "What is he doing?"
The mother never looked up from what she was deciding on and said, "EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!"
The grandmother said, "Well I know that!"
Maybe that's only funny to me.
It's raining today and Buzz refuses to go outside to pee. I guess he thinks he's gonna melt or something. I made him go out this morning, we both stood out in the rain glaring at each other. I kept yelling "Pee- stupid dog!" Then he would give me this forlorn look like, "Don't you understand? I can't pee in the bath!"
To him every "wet" is a bath, and every bath is a punishment.
The grandmother said, "What is he doing?"
The mother never looked up from what she was deciding on and said, "EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!"
The grandmother said, "Well I know that!"
Maybe that's only funny to me.
It's raining today and Buzz refuses to go outside to pee. I guess he thinks he's gonna melt or something. I made him go out this morning, we both stood out in the rain glaring at each other. I kept yelling "Pee- stupid dog!" Then he would give me this forlorn look like, "Don't you understand? I can't pee in the bath!"
To him every "wet" is a bath, and every bath is a punishment.
Tuesday, September 08, 2009
Although I never mentioned it, nor posted pictures of my beloved dead mariachi band- ever since returning from Mexico I have been facinated with the decorations for the day of the dead. Or, as they say in Mexico "Dia de los Muertos" which lets face it sounds pretty darn scary.
Since Halloween decorations have started coming out so has my facination bloomed. Soon I will pull out my dead mariachis for display, and I've been coveting the sugar skulls I've seen on line.
I want to make some sugar skulls, but I know that the idea of making them is far more interesting to me than the actual making them would be. Then after I had them, I would wonder what do do with such large chunks of sugar . . . So, as compromise I've decided a good felt representation would work for me.
I've been reading about the day of the dead- and I can appriciate the idea of honoring the dead. Visiting and cleaning graves, remembering those who have gone on, celebrating withs family the lives of those who helped us along the way.
Why do we take such a negative view of death? Why do skeletons have to be relegated to a category with witches and monsters and evil. God made that skeleton- and it's pretty cool! Why not admire it a bit?
Since Halloween decorations have started coming out so has my facination bloomed. Soon I will pull out my dead mariachis for display, and I've been coveting the sugar skulls I've seen on line.
I want to make some sugar skulls, but I know that the idea of making them is far more interesting to me than the actual making them would be. Then after I had them, I would wonder what do do with such large chunks of sugar . . . So, as compromise I've decided a good felt representation would work for me.
I've been reading about the day of the dead- and I can appriciate the idea of honoring the dead. Visiting and cleaning graves, remembering those who have gone on, celebrating withs family the lives of those who helped us along the way.
Why do we take such a negative view of death? Why do skeletons have to be relegated to a category with witches and monsters and evil. God made that skeleton- and it's pretty cool! Why not admire it a bit?
Tuesday, September 01, 2009
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