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This is why you should always be a little bit afraid when a preschooler is playing quietly in the next room...

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Like A Monday All Over Again

This morning began when I slept later than I intended.  Sure, I was up by 7:30am - but I meant to be up earlier.  Because of this, I was already feeling behind.

What day is this??

No sooner had I gotten my first cup of coffee and settled in for some time with God's Word - when the phone rang.  I almost didn't answer it because I didn't recognize the number.  But something told me to pick up.

It was the male offspring.  Saying he was sick (vomiting) and asking me to come get him at school.  There was a brief rush to get shoes, brush my hair, and dash out the door.

And of course this was when the dog needed to go out.  And wanted to take his time.

It was as I tried to get the dog to hurry up that I realized the un-forecasted dusting of snow we received last night had left about an inch of the white stuff all over my car. I was going to have to scrape the windows.  Aaarrrrgh... another slow down.

Finally, I was able to head off to pick up my sick boy - forgetting my barely touched coffee in my hurry.

After I got him home, I got busy taking care of the usual daily - laundry, dishes, starting some dinner.  But I still felt out of sorts.  And a little headachey.  Not getting my morning quiet time and no coffee was taking a quick toll on me.

That's when the grand baby started screaming.  Every little thing started a bout of tears.  Not helping the headache situation I had going on at all!

I had to check the calendar to make sure it wasn't a Monday all over again!

Two cups of coffee, and a little devotional time later, I was feeling - and coping - better.  And looking forward to the gumbo and rice I have cooking in the crock pot and rice steamer!

Happy Mardi Gras Y'all! 

The Mystery of the Yoga Pants

I like to think that on those rare occasions I wear my workout pants in public, it just gives me an air of mystery.  Making people wonder...

You know, in that "Is she really on her way to/from the gym, or was she just too lazy to put on real clothes today?" sort of way.

I'll be honest with you.  The answer is probably the second guess.  But I am going to make every effort to put out a vibe that it's actually the first.  Especially if you see me at the grocery store or Target. (And if I haven't seen you in a while - that is going to be the day we run into each other: my "I'm in my yoga pants with minimal makeup on at Target" day. It's just a sure thing) And I hope you'll make every effort to pretend you actually believe I must be on my way to or from working out and just had to pop into the store to pick up some urgently needed item.

But whatever you do, please don't ask me about it.  (Oh, are you on your way to the gym?) Because that is going to force me to either
A) lie straight to your face
      -or-
B) confess my lackadaisical approach to dressing that day.  Out loud.  In public.

Either way - it's just not cool.  Just. Not. Cool. So don't ask.

I prefer to keep an air of mystery about the whole thing.  Super healthy, multitasker? Or comfortable in my laziness? Only me and my workout pants know for sure.

Dear Mr Stinkbug

Mr Stinkbug (or perhaps Ms, I don't know stinkbug gender);

Thank you.  Thanks so very much for throwing your nasty little body right into my cup of coffee, therefore making the entire thing undrinkable.

It's not as if I really, really looked forward to drinking that delicious cup of salted caramel flavored caffeine.  It's a good thing you were there to save me from that experience!

Sarcastically yours,
Me

Because It's NOT

This might be the funniest name for a non-butter spread knock-off product I have ever come across!

No, that's not a joke product.  It actually sits on the shelves of a major retailer located not far from my home.

Who in the world come up with this?

The first thing that came to mind is that maybe they somehow traveled back to 1984 and got some 15 year old Valley Girl wanna-be to name the item.

The second was some Keanu Reeves type dude tasting it and stating these words of wisdom, leading some marketing fellow to think "that is the perfect name!"

Then I thought, it must have been submitted as a joke and somehow slipped through the cracks and actually made it to production.

I'll never know the story behind how this name came to be.  All I know for sure it that it made me laugh, and I still chuckle every time I think about it.

TGI... Wait... What Day Is This?

Friday!

TGIF!

Right???

But what if Friday is just another day of the week?  What if you're not even 100% sure what day of the week it is much of the time?

 I'm not sure if this loss of distinction between days is a good thing or a bad thing.

I can identify the weekends easily enough.  That's when the entire family is home.  Unless the Man of the House works Saturday, then even that day seems to lose its identity.

Monday can usually be kept straight because it's the day everyone goes back to work or school. The day for grocery shopping.

However, if a Friday or a Monday should happen to be a holiday when the family is all home an extra day.  Well... then all bets are off! Your guess as to which day it might be is as good as mine. (probably better)

Any day could be Tuesday, or it could be Thursday.  Or maybe it's Wednesday.

But wait... today is Friday! (I have to keep reminding myself)