The 5 Senses
Tuesday, October 28, 2008
Things I've Seen
- A man driving an exact replica of the General Lee*.
- Someone throwing buckets of water out of their second story window. I thought this became passe (huh, I wonder where I can get one of those little accent marks they use in other languages...) in the 1700's.
- A man riding a bike with one of those baby carts behind it but no baby in the cart. No, he had his dog in it.
- Myself using scissors to cut the little bits of flaking plastic/rubber off of the heel of my boot.

Things I've Heard
- My daughter telling her toys about her dreams the night before, "Wa, wa, wa, ba, ba, da-da-da-da-da, ra-ra, pthbt, ma-ma-ma-ma-ma."
- The crunch of metal against metal when I saw (Damn! This could have been under Things I've Seen) a small car rear-end a utility truck. The utility truck didn't even budge.
- The husband telling me he loves me.
- My Zappo's bargain boots making that squeaky-squeaky sound when I walk like that little organ playing lady in Sixteen Candles makes when she walks. Except, I didn't have a flask in my purse.

Things I've Smelled
- Dog food puke with solid chunks of poo in it. I shit you not. My dog is a shit-eater.
- My daughter's freshly bathed head. Nothing like it in the world.
- My daughter's freshly soiled diaper. Nothing like it in the world.**
- Wet, dead worms on the pavement.
- Cocoa butter lotion. Smells like chocolate. I love it!

Things I've Touched
- A candy bar still in the wrapper that I couldn't open and then consume (stupid dairy elimination diet).
- My daughter's soft little fingers touching my cheeks right before she landed a big wet one on my nose.
- Snow on my face.
- My husband's rough beard.

Things I've Tasted
- A not so fresh pear.***
- Tomato basil hummus with pita bread that wasn't as good as the sundried tomato hummus with pita bread.
- Orbit Wintergreen gum.
- The lotion on my thumb (smells like, but does not taste like chocolate) when I licked it to wipe off the schmutz on my daughter's face. I've become my mother.

* Dukes of Hazzard Yeeee-haaaaawwwww!
** I'll let you decide which is better.
*** PSA - check your fruit ripeness being sinking your teeth into it. You'll thank me for this.

Tag and now I'm IT
Friday, October 24, 2008
Stacy tagged me and since I consider myself daring and avant garde (Um, yeah. That's me all right!) I'm going to risk the 7 to 30* years of bad luck and not tag anyone in return. Yet, since I kinda don't want the 7 to 30** years of bad luck I'm going to at least answer the following questions.

1.Do you have the same friends since childhood?
- I have had the same 3 friends since elementary school when we all joined the same Girl Scout Troop. I even work with my Girl Scout Troop leader who happens to be my best friend's mom.

2. What do you value most about your friends?
- They are always there if I need them. Always.

3. Are your friends sounding boards?
- Generally, but I tend to listen to strangers that love to give their opinions online as well.

4. What is your favorite activity to share with friends?
- Are we talking favorite activity like creating cotton-ball snowmen, going to the movies together or letting them know that the husband and I had the best make-up sex ever? I think I'll go with something in-between that middle one and the last one and say, just hanging out together and sharing stories of our lives would be my favorite.

* Isn't that how those tag things work? If you don't tag 3 people in return you get 7 to 30 years of bad luck?

** Yeah, I'm pretty sure that's how it works.

Picture this
Friday, October 10, 2008
I've left the house on a Thursday evening to go to the grocery store. I'm tired. Really, really tired from the week already, but we need food. I get to the register and the young man can't scan my box of wine, (we're klassy buying our boxed wine) so he has to get someone older than 18 to do it. The older than 18 cashier comes over and asks for my ID. She looks at it and glances at me. Then she looks at it again and types my birthdate into the register. Then she says the following to me:

"I never would have guessed you at that age. You look sooo much younger."

I thank her profusely and tell her I really needed to hear that on that particular day. I went home quite a bit less tired than when I left. Compliments are an amazing energy booster.

Stupid is as stupid does
Sunday, October 05, 2008
There's this show called Top Design on Bravo that comes on after the holy grail of reality shows, Project Runway. I caught one of these Top Design shows where they had the challenge of designing a fall-out shelter/bunker that you could live in for the rest of their lives. There's a young lady on this show named, Natalie and this is Natalie's inspiration for her bunker.

7 seconds into this clip...

Here is what Natalie said if you missed it or were a little confused by her rambling.
If the world was to end and I could plan it because I was a god, it would have to be something stupid, like the Chinese have built the transformers to bomb us back because they were PISSED about the the Hiroshima bomb.

Then as if that statement weren't enough she used the word chillaxin' to describe her bunker. Natalie needs to be kicked off.

Fortune for the day
Thursday, October 02, 2008
Your lost possession will be found within the month.

Now, if only I could remember what I lost.