Context: Husband is transferring all our CDs to the computer.
Me: Wow, this CD has all my favorite songs on it!!
Husband: That is because I made it for you for Valentines Day.
Me: oh yeah.....
Saturday, September 1, 2012
Sunday, July 1, 2012
School
Due to the extreme heat, we have been watching marathons of Cake Boss. One of Buddy's favorite phrases is "that how you do it old school style!".
This must have been vexing my eight year old because he just asked "where is this old school, anyway?"
This must have been vexing my eight year old because he just asked "where is this old school, anyway?"
Friday, June 22, 2012
Needed: A New Metaphor
While vacationing on Lake Michigan, my mother-in-law rushed in to describe the night sky: "The stars look like the pimples on a teenage girl!"
What?!
What?!
Saturday, March 17, 2012
Double Take
Last week my Girl Scout troop had their cookie booth. For some reason, we ended up in north St. Louis City in a very urban area. The booth was going fine, but then I look out into the parking lot and see a man riding a horse. This was completely out of context. He just kept riding the horse around the parking lot and in the streets. People just stared, the security guards didn't know what to do. So we all just watched in disbelief.
Sunday, March 4, 2012
Doing Without
Our microwave broke a couple of weeks ago. Since I am not that huge a fan of them, I haven't really been that interested in getting a new one. Evidently the true magnitude of life without a microwave was brought home to my 7 year old the other night (when I was out). To quote him on the necessity of getting a new one:
"We couldn't even make our burritos!!!!"
Well, if that is the case, I guess we better get a new microwave right away!
"We couldn't even make our burritos!!!!"
Well, if that is the case, I guess we better get a new microwave right away!
Wednesday, February 22, 2012
Progress
We had a very lively guest speaker in class last night. My favorite comment of his (regarding plans for the city):
"That is nothing a few good funerals couldn't fix."
I am totally going to use that someday.
"That is nothing a few good funerals couldn't fix."
I am totally going to use that someday.
Friday, January 27, 2012
Security Guard
Every time I drive into the parking garage at SLU, I think that the security guard must have the dullest job. They sit in a glass box and just watch people come and go. They don't take tickets and there is no computer to waste time with. They literally just sit there. I don't know how they don't fall asleep.
I have also noticed that these parking garages are definitely not mini-van friendly. It is a tight squeeze. One of my new classes is across campus, so I am parking in a different garage. I am pretty sure that I made the security guards night last night.
As I am pulling up to the gate, I make a sharp turn and immediately my back tire bumps into the median curb - I can't pull forward. I think, "fine, I will just back up and straighten the van out so I can go through." I start to back up and then me front tire hits it and I can't move anymore without some serious damage. So I pull forward and my back tire hits. I am sure you can see where this is going. The WHOLE time the security guard is just watching me and trying to stifle his laugh as I am going back and forth. It was mortifying. It took me a solid five minutes (of sheer embarrassment) to finally maneuver the van so I could get through the gate without hitting the median.
I am glad I made someone's night a little more enjoyable.
I have also noticed that these parking garages are definitely not mini-van friendly. It is a tight squeeze. One of my new classes is across campus, so I am parking in a different garage. I am pretty sure that I made the security guards night last night.
As I am pulling up to the gate, I make a sharp turn and immediately my back tire bumps into the median curb - I can't pull forward. I think, "fine, I will just back up and straighten the van out so I can go through." I start to back up and then me front tire hits it and I can't move anymore without some serious damage. So I pull forward and my back tire hits. I am sure you can see where this is going. The WHOLE time the security guard is just watching me and trying to stifle his laugh as I am going back and forth. It was mortifying. It took me a solid five minutes (of sheer embarrassment) to finally maneuver the van so I could get through the gate without hitting the median.
I am glad I made someone's night a little more enjoyable.
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