Curly Straight

Playing Candyland with Julia.

She says: If I win, we have chocolate milk. If you win, we celebrate.

Mama: Julia, see that restaurant? That's a Waffle House.

Julia, awestruck: Woooow. I want to live there.

overheard at work:

I wish I didn't throw away my mullet wig.

Julia: Why am I naked?

Mama: Because you're in the tub.

Julia: Why am I in the tub?

Mama: So you get clean, and get rid of germs.

Julia: Why?

Mama: Because you want to be hygienic.

Julia: I don't.

Mama: You don't? Why?

Julia: Because I hate being gi-genic.

I don't like being gi-genic. Gi-genic is bad for you! It's not clean.

My bff informs me "I got a dog."

Followed up by "am I crazy?"

ME: no, everyone in NYC needs a dog. (I'm thinking one that she can carry around in her purse."

BFF: Oh, good. she's so cute.

Me: "What kind of dog is she?"

BFF: Rottie and German Shepherd mix.

I have been seeing many sweet Camaros on the road lately.

Thomas, eyeing the foil-wrapped mints on the bill at the sushi restaurant: What's that, Mama?

Mama: Those are probably mints.

Thomas: can I just lick one and if I don't like it, I'll give it to you?

Crazy busy but lovely day.
Got a slide, John made a swingset, went to lunch at a restaurant, where I swear they never served anyone lunch before. Went for a run. Did never-ending laundry. Built shelves. Made a compost pile. Went to a b-day party and after that had one of my college roommates over.
A damn good day!

Who needs a store bought swingset when they have an awesome daddy to build them one in between two trees?

When I told Thomas that he could make his ninjago legos after he cleaned his room in the morning, I didn't think he would wake up at 3 a.m., clean his room and then need help with something on the legos.

I guess I should have known he was super excited for the set, because when I told (bribed) him with the lego set for practicing his guitar for 10 minutes a day, he practiced three 10-minute sessions in one day.

Nothing like waking up 7 minutes before you are supposed arrive somewhere.

Had a Hunger Games moment the other night. I had decided it was a good idea to take a run in the woods with Georgia. I had my phone with me and I had mapmyrun downloaded, so I figured it would be easy to get back.

You guessed it. Not so easy. I ended up getting turned around and couldn't figure out my way back. Georgia, to her credit, stuck with me. Coming across the electric fence was my downfall, as that's where it looked like I should cut across to get back home. Additional downfalls included the swamp with the mud that doubled as quicksand. I literally sunk into it up to my knees. The brambles were not on my side either.

My plan was a 10 minute run out, 10 minutes back. 40 minutes into it, with my legs covered in mud and blood, I had to call John. He was ready to come and rescue me, but I didn't think it was a good idea with the kids. The sun was just barely starting to set and I was wearing a sleeveless shirt and to-the-knee running pants. I was wondering how I was going to get rescued when I finally found the path and walked out to the open road, where I found a rope to use as a leash for Georgia. We didn't have to walk too far before my family came and picked us up. Phew. I was delighted to see them.

Julia did not like seeing my legs all full of mud and blood. She told John she was scared of them. Once I cleaned up, she was fine.

She doesn't miss much, that one.

Today, I was walking into the woods and Julia yelled to me, "Mommy, don't go too far!"

Good advice, kid. Good advice.

I had a dream that we had baby chicks and they were all dressed up in human clothes.

One had on a tuxedo.

Julia's caterpillar is named Catty. Thomas' caterpillar is named Slow.

Julia sat on a cantaloupe inside of the shopping cart the entire time at the market, because she was a bird and that was her egg.

Thomas just told us he would babysit for Julia on Saturday so he can give us a day off.

Julia told me she dreams about rainbows at night.

Julia: Mama, are you 32?

Mama: No, I'm 42.

Julia: And Daddy is 40?

Mama: Yes.

Julia: And Daddy will be 42, right?

Mama: Yes, first he will be 41 then he'll be 42. Mama will be 43, then 44, then 45, then 46, then 47, then 48, then 49, then 50!

Julia: Wow, 50! THAT'S ALOT! That's where the numbers stop.

Was curious how much it would be to charter a plane so I searched for one going to Florida for four people.

$8,500.

Hello Southwest.

I absolutely love that stores are starting to give the option of electronic receipts.

Need it? Search your email. Boom.

I just created a new exercise craze.

It's called putting a fitted sheet on the bottom box spring by yourself.

I'll invent a new name for it, like boxsheet fighting and people will pay $12 a class, no doubt.

Amadeus still has a small bandage on, but his splint has been removed. He's kind of limping around, wondering what is going on and why he's not trapped in his crate anymore.

Since January, we have been carrying him upstairs (and by we, I mean John). Today, he's not even venturing upstairs.

I give it one day. Not even.