Wednesday, July 29, 2009

Blog-a-Day in August

So, even though I don't think anyone reads this blog, I'm going to try to see if I can post something each day in August. Mid-way though August, my kids will all be in school, so I'll need something to do.

Maybe I'll use it as a brain-storming sounding board as I try to figure out what on earth I'm going to do with myself next year when they're all in school full-time!

And so, there you go. A post a day. We'll see if it goes anywhere. I might just spend all of August sleeping until it's time to pick someone up at the bus. Or I might get up and do something productive.

Wednesday, July 8, 2009

Seriously Chopped

So, my kids and I like to watch a show on the Food Network called Chopped. If you've never seen it, it starts with four chefs and they get a basket with mystery ingredients and have to throw together an appetizer using those ingredients in 20 minutes. Then one is eliminated, then the three make a main course in 30 min., using a different basket of weird ingredients, and then after another elimination, the remaining two go head to head on the dessert course. The winner gets $10,000.

The graphic as you come back from a commercial break is a cleaver chopping through the title of the show.

Last night we were watching a recorded episode, and my son very seriously asked, "If they lose, do they really get a knife thrown at them?"

Wednesday, May 27, 2009

A Boring Post

I haven't posted anything in a while. I wish my life was the exciting kind of life where I had lots of exciting things to post and cute and clever stories from my kids. But my kids are getting older now and the cute and clever things are few and far between.

I have a big long post about the bike race back in March if I could figure out how to get the pictures in the right order. Haven't figured that out yet.

I guess I could write about the deck we ripped out on Memorial Day, but I need to get the pictures off my camera for that.

And that's my unexciting post for the day.

Biz

Saturday, April 4, 2009

A note on Adidas Deodorant

Well, since no one has said anything about this Adidas deodorant, I had to turn to the internet for information. I found this in a comment posted on Amazon.com (where you can buy it for about $4 a stick). It's from a response this lady got from the manufacturer.

"Please be advised that our entire collection of adidas® Absorbent Deodorants with Cotton Tech+ has been currently re-designed and re-packaged, which may account for temporarily low inventories at some stores. Although it does not state "aluminum-free" on the new packaging, please be assured that all adidas® Absorbent Deodorants are in fact aluminum-free. We are sorry, but we cannot accept any direct orders from consumers."

That might explain why you can't find it at the stores. I would still like to get some information about why everyone loves it so much. Does it not make your shirts turn yellow? And does it not make you sweat a lot?

Thursday, March 5, 2009

Growing Up

Yesterday I took Ruby in to register for kindergarten next year.

She's getting so big so fast.

With her going off to school in the fall, that opens up a whole world of possibilities for me. And I'm just not sure what to do with myself. I'll probably get involved with the county's adult literacy program, which I've wanted to do for years. And I'll probably take the test and get the emergency teaching credential and sub at the kids' school. Then I'll be in a good position for the kids' school breaks, and it gives me flexibility with my schedule.

GRIAF

Ruby drew this at a cub scout dinner:

Sunday, February 22, 2009

No, Not Dragons

A conversation with Ruby the other day:

Ruby: Is the king of England mean?
Me: There is no king of England right now. Only a queen.
Ruby: Oh. Squig said the king of England is mean.
Me: Well, Squig is wrong. There is no king. Just a queen. Her name is Elizabeth.
Ruby: Gasp! Cool!
Me: Her dad was the king, but he died and she became queen. Her husband is a prince because his dad wasn't a king.
Ruby: I bet her mom died too.
Me: Yes, but not very long ago.
Ruby: Oh? Dragons?
Me: No, not dragons, she was very old. I think she was over 100.
Ruby: Like, 200?
Me: No, more like 102.

(the Oh? Dragons? was stated in a very knowing way, as if it were the most obvious option)