Posts from — October 2007

Special Early Edition Post!

Lest you think I make these stories up:

“Yeah, I’m a chicken. You got somethin’ to say about it?”

You wouldn’t think it would be possible that Party City could be involved in two separate posts on a blog, but here it is.

We were at said party store today helping my brother pick out a last minute costume. The choices were endless - giant Whoopee cushion, or human sized breathalizer box? Diaper wearing Sumo wrestler, or Daisy Duke wearing Reno 911 cop? Big bottle of beer or big can of beer? The list goes on.

Before we went in, I told Bug the kinds of stuff they had inside, and he said, “Oh, I’ll probably like it.” How nice that he knows himself so well at such a young age. He tried on quite possibly every single hat they had on the shelves, and also an oversized pair of gold sunglasses. This visual display of overwhelmingly cute hilarity actually produced some sort of physical disturbance that promptly killed the batteries in my camera. But just visualize: gold sunglasses twice the size of his head + rainbow colored glittery top hat. Magic.

It was good that I got to go on this outing though, because I just didn’t know what in the world I was going to be for Halloween, but now I have TONS of ideas. I could be a slutty nurse, a slutty cheerleader, a slutty teacher, a slutty prison warden…gosh, I can’t pick! Luckily the skirt for all of them is the same length, so I’ll just start with that and go from there. Pics coming soon*!!!!

*Not. Please, please don’t unsubscribe from my blog out of fear of this acutally happening.

Last night I had a headache so bad I wanted a lobotomy. I think I can now feel a crater in my brain where the headache was. I have probably lost the ability to do long division as a result. But really, will I miss that? And am I sure I didn’t just already forget how to do long division, before the crater? No, not really.

As a prevention against another headache, however, I will be taking a break from this screen so my eyes and my head can rest.

While I am being a lazy-ass resting, please feel free to fill the void with your own witty and amusing comments.

I am relating a story to the Lorso in the kitchen about how the Bug had told me earlier that day, “You look berry nice, Mommy!” when I was in fact a sweaty stinky mess after a walk.

“He said it twice,” I tell the Lorso. “And then he paused and said, ‘I’m gonna hug you now,’ and ran at me and squeezed my neck!”

I’m so giddy in my relating of this story that after the Lorso grins and starts to walk into the next room, I am not satisfied with his reaction and shout, “C’mon, who has the best kid in the world?”

“Me,” the Lorso yells back. “No, me,” I shout back. Yes, we are always this mature.

A few seconds goes by, then from the back of the house we hear a Bug voice bellow, “NO, ME!!!”

He wins.

A lovely morning at the park…

Photos by the Lorso!