In other news, my husband and son went to dig snow caves today. They are digging them for next week's snow-cave camp out which they will also attend. The place where the snow caves are is two hours away. So yeah, that's pretty interesting and great!
What about my weekend "honey-do" list, you ask? Oh--don't make me laugh. In true MormonMommyBlogger form I think I'll just bake a gourmet cupcake today while I anticipate Mr. Faulconer's return. (Is my resentment showing? I'll just cover it with a vintage apron. Seriously--I've got like six of them.)
Last night I kept dreaming that I was really thirsty but I couldn't taste any of the water that I tried to drink. It didn't make a difference at all. This happens to me all the time because I get thirsty at night--especially when mouth breathing. As soon as I wake up I remember that it happens when I am thirsty in real life and I need to get a drink in real life. In other words, real thirst can not be quenched by dream water. I NEVER remember this when I'm dreaming though which makes me question whether a totem would mean anything at all to me in an Inception-like scenario.
Yesterday I got a haircut from Shep. Shep is very talented and even had new scissors for my haircut. It's kind of like a bob with jagged bangs. I'd post a picture but the bags under my eyes would betray my swine flu--which I keep joking about having but haven't been diagnosed with but really in my heart of hearts believe I have--so I'll spare you a picture until I look better or have an IV. It's a really great haircut because it looks like an awesome wig. When I'm an old lady I want to have a short, silver pixie cut and wear baggy but stylish and expensive gray knitwear with clogs and natural-looking pendants. I have entrusted Shep with the task of telling me when it's time. He is confident in his ability to gauge this for me, which I respect. He shows his confidence by unabashedly and really quite jauntily wearing a neckerchief pretty often.
Have a nice day. I know I will!
Whenever you mention Shep, it makes me sad. Back when I had hair he would cut it. It was just him in a little basement salon. I loved going to see Shep. Now that I have lost all my hair, I pay some grouchy lady $12.95 to buzz it once a month. (Don't want to clean up the hair at home.) It just isn't the same.
ReplyDeleteWord verification: Exessimi! Is that Italian?
Um. Do you have time to bake that cupcake? Aren't you too busy ironing your husband's lumberjack shirts? Or arranging flowers?
ReplyDeletePriorities, lady, priorities, you have way-more-educated-than-you people to fascinate.
(Sorry, I can't cover up my snark. My aprons are all in the wash.)
Mom is stupid? Ouch. Looks like a typical day at my house :)
ReplyDeleteSo funny. Love the humor you use to spice up your real life.
ReplyDeleteAh, snow caves. Tyson is just praying we have a super warm rest of the winter so he doesn't have to go on the winter camp next month (No snow means no snow caves, right?). Or that his work load for Who Do You Think You Are is so huge he can't leave the office to attend. We'll see. As for you, sip some hot cocoa and toss the to do list out the window. Staying in PJ's all day might be nice too.
ReplyDeleteYour kids left you that note, not Christian, right?
ReplyDeleteMan, boys are so dumb. Why is camping in the snow fun? I don't get it at all. But eating cupcakes is fun, although I'm decidedly "meh" about making them.
ReplyDeleteFor the record you are my preferred MormonMommyBlogger, and yes, it is because of the aprons (we all have them).
ReplyDeleteWhen you're done baking cupcakes in your fashionable apron, be sure and let me know when your creations will be on Etsy!
ReplyDeleteBummer about the snow caving. While I like the active, outdoors stuff myself and as a family, I wish I loved Scouts. I don't. Don't tell anyone, but sometimes I wish Scouts would go away. =)
Hahahahahaha! I am glad i am not the only mother to recieve hate mail! Mine was very specific..."i hate you mom and this is why. You coloured hans solo head". Yup. Of course it was all in crazy spelling...and for the record hans solo hair was worn off and i thougth a sharpie would do the trick!
ReplyDeleteKids are jerks.
ReplyDeleteI DEMAND a picture of the new haircut. I know I get embarrassed when I post recent pics of myself on FB and the like, but then I remember there are people like me who can't see me IRL, therefore I need pictures!
ReplyDeleteBut after the swine flu goes away, of course!
ReplyDeleteP.S. To Kacy's kids: way to kick Mom while she's down. You should feel really proud!
So, um… I thought it would be funny to freak you out by analyzing that image and making a joke about whatever is written on the front if it after I figured it out. (My initial idea was that it looked like a permission slip.) But after using some legit CSI photo-imaging skills I’m pretty sure it’s a page from my dad’s dissertation, and that is funnier than any joke I had prepared. Tell me if I’m right, I have to know!
ReplyDeleteYou are right, Robbie. It is a page from your dad's dissertation or "scratch paper" and it is really funny.
ReplyDeleteOh thank you, thank you, thank you for your post. I'm glad I'm not the only one who didn't have time to iron my husband's lumberjack shirt, or my vintage aprons (in fact I think my vintage aprons are still dirty inside the drawer I keep them in). And definitely no gourmet cupcakes for me tonight-it was open- a- few- cans-of-Chef Boyardee- dinner tonight folks!(Oh no! All that sodium!). Honey-do List? My husband is a CPA. I have hire out help to get the honey-do's done!
ReplyDeleteHey you really have good skills of writing, keep it up
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