Tuesday, January 31, 2006

Lesson Learned

If you switch to really cheap wine to save money...be prepared. As I sat here clearing my email box, I realized why I was reminiscing about childhood visits to the American Royal. This wine tastes very much like straw and dung. If you have to go for the $4 bottle, pick up some straws while you're out.

Wednesday, January 25, 2006


I cannot remember where I heard the term "momnesia" this week. It's sadly appropriate, given the meaning. Momnesia is one more thing you are going to have that gets you one hairy mole closer to becoming your mother. You know what I mean, like when you had to start using the bathroom all the time, just in case. Or the first time you mixed the honey nut with the regular cheerios to cut down on sugar. Or when you portioned a large bag of chips into ziplocks to save money on your husband's lunches (you make your husband's lunches?!). I don't mix cereals because I don't get the honey nuts (hmm, now they sound really good) and I don't make Jedd's lunches, at least not yet. I am, however, convinced that my daughters' genius came from me...directly.
I once went to Wright State with a guy I worked with to see the lab where they were trying to grow skin. They would take a few skin cells and experiment with growing it so that we would have plenty on hand instead of having to take all that skin from your ass if you need more somewhere else. It was fascinating.
Anyway, my theory is, each baby takes a sliver of the mother's brain and cultivates it to form her own. How else do you explain what happens to your head after you have a child?
To illustrate: Today I called our car insurance company because after trying at least FOUR times, I couldn't get registered on the website, it kept telling me our information didn't match. I finally got through to someone and we verified that all the info was indeed the same. I went through the registration again while on the phone, telling her what I was entering along the way. When I got to the bottom of the form and entered my birth date she said, "did you say August 8th?" I had. I had entered my own birthday wrong at least 5 different times.

Tuesday, January 17, 2006

Tuesday Fun with Games

Sheriff Tripeaks is the kind of fast moving solitaire game that I use to avoid paying the bills, fixing dinner or putting away toys for the eightieth time in a day. The site isn't quality but this game is fun.

Remember last time we spied on our own?

Gore's MLK Day speech is worth reading. Really long, but worth reading.

Thursday, January 05, 2006

He's At It Again

Pat Robertson on Ariel Sharon
This guy just doesn't know when to quit! In some ways, he reminds me of Tom Cruise in that I picture him surrounded by people telling him he's the shizz-nit even though it's obvious that he's lost whatever the IT was that got him so famous. Saint Peter is so going to trip you on your way in, Mister Robertson.