Friday, September 01, 2006
A few houskeeping things
Second, thanks to Mr. Linky for the awesome tool they have created. I recommend it highly.
Third, I have a new renter: Crybaby Chronicles. There is no thumbnail showing, but she has a really cute site. Go check out her entry about the sleepwalking/talking kids, and her husband's aversion to them! It is pretty funny!
I think that is all for now. Have to go feed the crew and get ready for the Mominator to come over at 9:30 this morning. She has a big choice to make: she has been offered a teaching job in Arizona (and, not disclosing where I live ... but it ain't anywhere NEAR Arizona), and she REALLY needs to make up her mind. I think she will be deciding here within the next few days.
And food for thought: puffy Cheetos. How many will you eat before you decide they are too stale to eat? You know they are going to be stale because you saw that the bag was open. But you take that chance... and to me, there is nothing grosser than a stale Cheeto. But ask me how many I ate before I decided that being able to crunch all the way down on a Cheeto and having it stick in my teeth was just a little too much? At least 5.
posted by Knitting Maniac at 7:45 AM
I'm a mom of three peeps ... Queen Bee, The Door Man, and the Chandelier Monkey, and wife to Ace, the Helpful Hardware Man. I created this space to get away from the people known as my inlaws, and because life with three kids and a hubby is all Unexplored Territory.
The nine-year-old who seems to be growing older every minute, has an opinion and a comment for everything, and has a true servant's heart.
The seven-year-old who loves the organization of things, will someday be someone's therapist because of his kind soul, and will more than likely be living with us until he is 40 years old.
The five-year-old with the 13-year-old attitude, who has a dictator's personality, asks you to watch her all the time and say "hold on" to keep your attention, and will someday come home on the back of some dude's motorcycle with 10 tatts and a body piercing or two.
The man of the house, the fixer of things, the winner of prizes, and the only person in his family to escape the South.
TT # 8
Robin ... this one is for you!
Pass the Torch Tuesday
An aching womb
All that pot and kettle stuff...
What does your telephone voice say about you?
The time my Dad embarassed the crap out of me
My new tenant
TT # 7
Drama with a Capital D
4 Comments:
Woohooo!!! That's awesome!
Congrats;)
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Oh, and puffy cheetos?
Hmmmm. Just one. Crunchy cheetos would be more, I think.
Cheetos just never last long enough at our house to get stale. They probably don't even last longer than a day or two.
Eww on the cheetos. I like my cotton candy and my peeps stale, but my cheetos better be fresh.
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