"So, that's why they call them ONION rings!!"
Wednesday, February 18, 2009
Onion Rings
Tonight we were out to dinner and I had ordered onion rings. As soon as my plate was sat down Carsen say's "Hey, can I have an onion ring?" I am a little surprised but of course I say yes and hand him one. He takes a bite and says. "eeewwww, what is that???" I tell him, "Well, it's an onion." He says......
Pajamas on the Outside
OK seriously, what is with the pajama pants??? I know that for a long time the high school age kids would wear them sometimes but then the schools made that "unacceptable attire" and I have not seen too much of it since. Unless you count "Pee your pants guy" that wanders around town and wears his on occasion. But lately, every time I go anywhere I see someone in pajama pants. The kind that leave no doubt that they are PJ's. Like fuzzy tweedy bird ones....on a woman who is at least in her late 30's. The strangest thing is everything else seems to be normal with them. They don't appear to have just gotten out of their sickbed and had to go to the store to retrieve medicine. They are typically dressed normally from the waist up. Most even have make up on and have done something with their hair. So, what exactly is it?? I mean I know that it's nice to be comfortable and I fully admit that there are days that I wear black yoga pants when I have not been doing yoga but never....ever....even on my deathbed am I going to wear MUPPET FUR, TWEEDY BIRD pants out of my house...or even in my house for that matter!
Monday, February 02, 2009
It's all coming back to me now....
Totally did this one in my head...even had to go and check that I did not previously post this!
It was about 2 weeks ago and I get a phone call from G's school saying that he had an accident on the playground and is dizzy and I should come down there. So I arrive approx. 10 mins later at his school and go straight into the office to find G in there with an icepack on his head, the school secretary, the recess attendant, and 2 little girls looking at him. My first question was "what happened?" G replies, "I ran into the tetherball poll." I could not help myself....I laughed..right up until the recess attendant who witnessed the whole thing gave me an admonishing look and says it knocked him off his feet!
I then decide to just take him home as he has a very large goose egg on the left side of his forehead, his jaw on the same side hurts and also his knee. We go out to the car and I say "Geez Griffen it sounds like if someone had been shooting some video we might have been $10,000 winners"..(because pain is funny right?) He informed me that it was not funny at all! Which I knew that give it a few days when the pain subsided surely he would find the humor.
Well, I was correct it took about 5 days and we are sitting at dinner and he bumps the spot that is still sore on his head and the laughs a little. I ask him whats funny and he NOW thinks its funny that he ran smack dab into a pole. That was all I was waiting for. The laughter that I had swallowed back and held onto until he was ready unleashed and all of us cracked up laughing for what felt like 10 minutes long. You know that great kind of laugh where you snort, almost pee your pants, double over, can't breathe, stomach hurts! It was that kind. I love that laugh!
It was about 2 weeks ago and I get a phone call from G's school saying that he had an accident on the playground and is dizzy and I should come down there. So I arrive approx. 10 mins later at his school and go straight into the office to find G in there with an icepack on his head, the school secretary, the recess attendant, and 2 little girls looking at him. My first question was "what happened?" G replies, "I ran into the tetherball poll." I could not help myself....I laughed..right up until the recess attendant who witnessed the whole thing gave me an admonishing look and says it knocked him off his feet!
I then decide to just take him home as he has a very large goose egg on the left side of his forehead, his jaw on the same side hurts and also his knee. We go out to the car and I say "Geez Griffen it sounds like if someone had been shooting some video we might have been $10,000 winners"..(because pain is funny right?) He informed me that it was not funny at all! Which I knew that give it a few days when the pain subsided surely he would find the humor.
Well, I was correct it took about 5 days and we are sitting at dinner and he bumps the spot that is still sore on his head and the laughs a little. I ask him whats funny and he NOW thinks its funny that he ran smack dab into a pole. That was all I was waiting for. The laughter that I had swallowed back and held onto until he was ready unleashed and all of us cracked up laughing for what felt like 10 minutes long. You know that great kind of laugh where you snort, almost pee your pants, double over, can't breathe, stomach hurts! It was that kind. I love that laugh!
Small Town Foot In Mouth
Ummm...as you know I live in a pretty small town. Approx. 20 thousand in the city limits, 40 combined city and county. It is much bigger then the town I grew up in with a populations of about 1000 but it is definitely small enough to do this....
I had to take G to the Dr. last week~thought it was possibly strep but tested negative~so we were called into the room and the physicians assistant comes in and I know that her husband works on base and I know the last name and she recognizes me and says "We have met before right?" I say, "Yes, your names M*****." She says uumm no...that's my husband EX WIFES name.
cricket....cricket....cricket.....
Oh umm.. I'm sorry see I actually knew that.....kind of knew the whole story because as small as this town is the base is smaller and is pretty much like Peyton Place...I was just the idiot who blurted out the wrong name! Nice huh!
I had to take G to the Dr. last week~thought it was possibly strep but tested negative~so we were called into the room and the physicians assistant comes in and I know that her husband works on base and I know the last name and she recognizes me and says "We have met before right?" I say, "Yes, your names M*****." She says uumm no...that's my husband EX WIFES name.
cricket....cricket....cricket.....
Oh umm.. I'm sorry see I actually knew that.....kind of knew the whole story because as small as this town is the base is smaller and is pretty much like Peyton Place...I was just the idiot who blurted out the wrong name! Nice huh!
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