I have no cohesive thoughts. Only bits and pieces. Thankfully, it is Friday, so this works!
* On our morning walk today, I saw a truck in our neighborhood with a bumper sticker that said, and I quote directly:
"Patience, my ASS! I want to kill some wolves!!"
* The crazy Catholic lady who cornered me at Winco finally called last night! I knew that it was her, because she actually said, "Hi there- this is the crazy Catholic lady from Winco! "
It makes me actually like her a little.
Too bad I have to break her little conversion-hungry heart.
Maybe I will just not call her back.
* I was picking up garbage on our morning walk (I AM my mother) when some little old ladies started yelling "Thank you! Thank you!" from across their fence.
Then they started complaining for about an hour or so about "That Russian Lady" who lets her kids run wild and throw trash around.
It's always the Russians, isn't it?
At least when you're an old lady.
(Kidding! Kidding! Kidding!)
* Joseph played outside by himself for 5 minutes straight this morning while I unloaded groceries. HEAVEN!
During that five minutes, he emptied our bird feeder, sucked on Brian's BBQ tools, and broke a glass. I didn't even care- it was SOOO worth it!
(Except that there IS still a piece of glass missing...Note to self: Don't go barefoot in our backyard until we find it...)
* An old man cornered me at Winco today (what is it about this store and it's corners?) and told me all about the Great Depression and how his mother could make an entire meal out of a bacon rind and a cup of flour.
Now, I really tried to pay close attention to this man, because I know that history is so important, and those who have lived during the depression are rapidly disappearing.
And also, I know that this old man was so lonely and just wanted someone to talk to.
But, mostly, I was just thinking, Flour and Bacon?! What the heck kind of meal could I possibly make from that?
Bacon-flour soup. That was my only conclusion.
Other suggestions welcome.
* An email from my Dad regarding my survey:
"I really wanted to check #1 about making the new baby, but you know that a father lives in denial about his daughter(s) and that sort of thing, so I chose the new hobby answer.
Love ya, my chaste, virginal, immaculate conception baby girl. Dad"
I love that guy.
I love that guy.