Saturday, November 29, 2008
Wednesday, November 26, 2008
My toes have lost their way - they are terribly lost. My nail polish remover just made it's appearance two days ago, but there's no polish to be found. I have it all stashed away together, but when I was out of town in early October for a bit, and my rooms were flipped, the polish made it's exit. i might have to *gasp* buy more nail polish. I hate to do that because I have, ahem, several bottle of the stuff already, but what's a girl to do? I guess the one good hting here is that it is cold - very cold - and there's no real chance that my poor toes will be exposed. Off to hunt up that box of polish...
Tuesday, November 25, 2008
Monday, November 24, 2008
Sunday, November 23, 2008
Yes, that really does say feels like 23 degrees. First column time, second air temp, third "feels like temp," etc. So we were out in the cold watching our Noles whoop up on those poor turtles (Maryland has an unfortunate mascot).
And here we are at the beginning of the game. By the end of the game we couldn't feel our fingers enough to snap any pics, and we couldn't get back to the car fast enough. We sat amongst fellow Noles and everyone, including the two not so bright guys who took their shirts off in celebration, had fun. Well, everyone except for all those poor, sad looking Terrapins. Oh well.
Wednesday, November 19, 2008
Tuesday, November 18, 2008
Monday, November 17, 2008
Those sure do look like cricket legs to me - and I found this in the basement a few days ago. I guess that our Bunsen has some hunter in him still - the good life hasn't taken all of the cat out of him. And good thing he's cute, because seeing this might just send me over the edge if he wasn't.
Sunday, November 16, 2008
Saturday, November 15, 2008
Bet that you didn't know that tossing a bean bag into a hole on a board was called Cornhole, and that there's an organization dedicated to maintaining order in the activity, as well as places where you can buy your supplies online. Yikes. Unfortunately the more widely know definition is not a sport that children should be playing, and that's all I'll say about that. Look it up if you aren't aware of that definition, but only if you are up for an adventure. Anyway, the bean bag toss has taken on a whole new meaning - and who knew that I made my kids do this a few years back:
Isn't Ian cute tossing that beanbag into that hole in the board back in 2005? So terribly sorry for bringing it up and subjecting you to a not so wholesome activity (the more commonly used definition if you looked it up - not the game), but that darn t-shirt made me.
Thursday, November 13, 2008
Tuesday, November 11, 2008
Sunday, November 09, 2008
Then I tried something new. Sam had really, really long hair and was in need of a haircut. I started cutting with the clippers, trimmed him up, and left the middle part long. There was a mohawk in my son's hair and I did it all by myself. (Yes, I know I sound like I'm three years old, but geez, it was a big accomplishment!)
So here, in all of his glory, is Sam's cool mohawk:
It is tough to photograph a kiddo's crazy hair, but you get the general idea. We let Sam keep his cool do through soccer practice but cut it off before he went to school. Not really sure what the rules are regarding hair styles, and we're not really interested in getting our kindergartener sent home for a hair faux pas. But we are totally set for Crazy Hair Day next year - everyone is ready.
Saturday, November 08, 2008
I definitely appreciate their effort at not destroying our house, and their attempt at getting this not-so-much-their-fault mess all cleaned up. But should I be offended by the note they left?
In case you can't read it, it says:
Daddy, the tolet overflowed twice. There is something worng. Can you fix it?
Did I mention that Daddy happened to be out of town when the boys so lovingly wrote this note? Obviously Daddy is the one in charge of overflowing toilets, so what did I do? Nothing. Absolutely nothing, that is, until Tom came home and I pointed out that they boys left him a note. Fortunately he arrived home later on that evening, so we didn't have a sopping mess and broken toilet for long. Love those kids...
Friday, November 07, 2008
And after you are done playing around with this, go take a peek at where my day after the election newspaper went to here.
Thursday, November 06, 2008
P.S. - He didn't actually put the horns up for this picture willingly. I had to beg to take his picture with them up - just like he had them five seconds earlier. And yes, they are football uprights. The boys made them at Home Depot Kids Workshop - pretty cool, huh?
Wednesday, November 05, 2008
Tuesday, November 04, 2008
Monday, November 03, 2008
Sunday, November 02, 2008
I have Google Maps on my phone, and I can't tell you how many time I have used it since I got it. But every once in a while Google Maps does me wrong. If you've ever used it online, you know that occassionally it sends you to a place that has closed or moved, which makes me always call ahead. Imagine my surprise though when I saw the message above.
We were driving a total of 26.7 miles more to our destination, which, according to Google Maps, normally takes 38 minutes on this particular route. But geeez - a traffic delay of 49,710 DAYS, 6 HOURS and 27 MINUTES? What on earth? I live right inside DC's infamous beltway. it is known for it's traffic jams and delays. Just today there was a one hour trip taking three hours due to simple traffic creep - you know - traffic creeping for no reason. But 136 YEARS? That's way over the top DC style, and hoenstly, a bit much for me.
Just so you know, our 26 mile trip actually took about 25 minutes - no traffic, no stoplights, and certainly no 49,710 day delay.