1. Played with all my nieces and my nephew.
2. Drank a Pumpkinhead Ale, or two (http://www.shipyard.com/). Fall is here and it tastes damn good.
3. Paddled with my best buddy. Just the two of us.
4. Googled 'frogs on wet roads' numerous times. Still no answer to "why." I am now obsessed with finding out.
5. Drove to Rhode Island and back in less than 5 hours. To buy a kayak. Cause it was "such a sweet deal..."
How 'bout you?
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1. Drove to NH
2. Food shopping
3. Drove to ME from NH
4. Pondered "Why of all places for the love of GOD would you move stuff around in the Grocery store"
5. Had a vomit free 5 hours in the car driving from ME to NH to ME.
1.Entertained in-laws, took their critism with a smile, and didn't kick them out of my house even though my toilet seats are evidently the wrong shape and I don't take care of my husband and child properly (so proud of myself).
2.Recieved vom in my face (Thanks Jason)but didn't reciprocate, YIPPY!!!
3.Cooked....Cooked and Cooked some more (stew rocks!!! and so does Spaghetti Squash)
4.Watched football (YUCK!!)
5.Bought pants that fit...... Double YUCK!!
Lori, I'm laughing - particularly at #1.
What is it with all you parents and vomit?! hahaha
Vom seems to be one of those things that comes with the child bundle. Kind of like a value pack. You get a wonderful child..... and this great package includes the amazing vomit ability. As for #1, that just barely touches on any time spent with the in-laws. My question is how can a toilet seat be the wrong shape? If someone isn't happy with my toilets........ DIRTY SOMEONE ELSES!!!!
do they make differently shaped toilet seats?
how excatly does that become part of the conversation?
vomit is my favorite part of being a father.
The mother in law went to the bathroom right when they got here and when she finished came out and instead of greating me she said "Your toilet seat is a strange shape, you need to replace your toilet and the seat...... it doesn't work for me." I proceeded to tell her that I was glad they made it safely and that I wouldn't replace my toilet or the seat. Of all of the toilets I have sat on I don't think this is any different. She just wanted something to complain about. When I bought the new toilet seats (first thing we did when we bought the house), they were standard toilet seats. Who knows? On a side note (seems to be the conversation of the day) GO VOM!!!
Well - may i just say - your husband owes you. big time.
especially if that's the first thing (and by first...not literally the first..even worse if it was) said...
It was the first thing that she said to me after "May I use your bathroom?" I think I have many foot rubs in my future.
1.watched pam watch me cleaning the garage.
life is exciting in pa. of course, if the other option is vomit cleaning, i've been there and done that. i'll stick with the garage.
2. mowed the lawn.
3. whacked the weeds.
4. planted some grass.
5. ate some delicious meals prepared by chef pam.
i have been investigating the suicidal frog issue and came up with this from one web site.
Throughout history, frogs have been the source of superstitions. One old myth says that frogs fall from the sky during a rain. Actually, many species that live underground leave their burrows during or after a rain at the start of the mating season. Because people seldom see these frogs the rest of the year, they imagine the animals fell from the sky with the rain.
i don't think that this is the answer, but it's all that i've got.
as can be seen, things are rather slow at work.
thanks, mcw - i think maybe no one knows why frogs hop onto roads after a rain. sigh.
you should share some of pam's recipes on your blog...i make her yum yum just about every thanksgiving! so tasty!
Scott thinks he knows the answer to your frog question: frogs are cold blooded critters. Roads retain heat longer then the earth around them. Hence the frogs hop to the warmth. Sounds convincing.
How is it that you remembered the played with my nieces and nephew over the weekend, but forgot the celebrated and spent time with my mom part?
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