at 03/15/10 1:21AM
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Leah: "Alright, but I get Harry!
Meagan: "Fine, but Harry is completely useless. Like Fang."
April: "Leah, you're lucky it's not a full moon."
Leah: "Why?"
April: "Werewolves."
Meagan: "Except here, we have werecoyotes."
Leah: "Weird coyotes?"
Meagan: "Werecoyotes."
Leah: "What are weird coyotes."
Meagan: "WERE coyotes, like werewolves. Nevermind."
April: "She's saying werecoyotes, but I don't get it."
Meagan: "They're like wolves, but instead are coyotes... forget it."
at 03/12/10 12:04AM
This is the first quilt that I'm making for nobody in particular. This is the first quilt I've begun with no person in mind. It doesn't have a home, or a baby, or a bed. It's currently crib size, but it will be twin. It will have applique birds on the back.
It will also be for sale.
As I just realized I've said for every quilt I've done since 2003 (woefully few), this is an adequate representation of my complete and utter lack of math skillz (so bad, that I'm not even going to tell you that I thought those tiny squares in the middle were going to be 4x that size and -woah- that's going to be enough squares to make a WHOLE. ENTIRE. QUILT). Thankfully, I have some creative skills to make up for that.
at 03/10/10 11:14PM
Everyone has that one Facebook friend who thinks it's important to post stati that say, "Walking to the mailbox," or, "Pulling into or out of my parking space." It's awkward.
Today, the guy from the 7th floor called me Princess. When he did, I think I actually winced.
at 03/09/10 11:41PM
Why having a puppy is like being a new mother, but worse:
1) Whenever I go anywhere, I have to lug around a giant plastic dog carrier. (Baby carrier.)
2) I also have a bag full of food, potty receptacles, and toys. (Diaper bag.)
3) Strangers give me unsolicited advice; strangers walk right up to me with their hands extended. (Pregnant belly phenomenon.)
4) There is potty everywhere. (Worse, there are no diapers to contain it until such a time as I can get to it.)
5) Oh, the biting. (Toddler.)
6) Oh, the attitude. (Toddler.)
7) Forget about going to dinner or seeing a movie.
8) Forget about spending any money on anything that doesn’t smell like bacon.
9) Not every night is a night I don’t have to get up at 3:30 to wipe a puppy bottom.
10) Just forget it.
But, while I may have purchased a 7 week old sleeper who became a teenager in five weeks, I hear that in maybe six months, he’ll be old enough to leave home alone. That’s something he has over kids, who take roughly 18 years and aren’t nearly as happy to see you.
Speaking of being happy to see me, Mochi only wags his little tail to see other dogs or eat his gelatinous vitamin goop. I'm pretty sure that he hates me.
at 03/03/10 11:02PM
I read the blog of this woman and she recently posted this:
Jane sleeps next to a wall.
A pink wall.
Her bed snugs right up against the pink wall.
Today I was changing sheets and comforters on Jane's bed.
And then I looked.
Her pink wall was dotted with green spots.
I got up closer.
They were boogers.
I was grossed out and disgusted.
I wasn't sure if I was mad or hysterical with laughter.
When I confronted Jane about them she without a beat said to me
"Mom, I put them up there and then count them and
that's how many kids I am going to have."
Both conversations make me laugh.
Seems obvious to me!
i'm completely lost. but i do have a sunburn.
We had a bonfire and Leah (9) had made a really big deal about how she was scared of the coyotes and wanted Harry (dog) to be right beside her while we were walking to it.
Nice goats!
How are you doing these days?
