This and that

On my mind.

  • my fingers hurt because they are cold and need lotion every 1 second.
  • my daughters have really smelly feet.  they need to wear socks at all times.
  • there is a giant snowman on caillou right now.
  • I am scared of it.
  • anything that turns big that should not be actually.
  • like Lady Elaine on Mr. Rogers.  Does ANYONE remember that?
  • or am I old?
  • I know my sister Meg does.
  • Because she has teased me about it since.
  • at one time my grandma called me Jenny Under the Bed Bradbury.
  • I know.  
  • Often, I think about cookies.
  • or bread.
  • the trash truck just left
  • wondering if we fooled them by putting all those sticks in the bottom of the trash can
  • YEP!
  • ooooh.  
  • are we criminals now?  we put lawn trash in the regular trash.
  • sheesh.
  • now when I see the po-po on the street I will be freaked out
  • personal space is important to me
  • but
  • I have none.
  • at all.
  • like right now, Lauren is on top of me while I blog.
  • we got a playground!
  • it is big
  • and fun
  • and it is cold outside
  • and the kids want to play out there all the time
  • and it is cold outside.
  • just sayin.
  • remember how I was eating healthy?
  • I am trying to.
  • but not so much.
  • and I feel it.  
  • sheesh, debbie downer.
  • wah-wah
  • my husband not only cut some trees down off our property, but he pulled a stump out with his bare hands.
  • DUDE
  • he rocks.
  • I miss Disneyland
  • I also miss bread
  • what does My Bonnie mean?
  • You know, My Bonnie lies over the ocean, my Bonnie lies over the sea?
  • she must be big.
  • and you want her back pretty badly.
  • and while we are on that topic
  • how bout Sarasponda?
  • Asay pasay oh?
  • huh?
  • Two Little Blackbirds?
  • makes sense.
  • I have to put dinner in the crock pot
  • which means my children will complain about dinner
  • one of my children missed dinner the other night 
  • he complained
  • and you would have thought I was killing him
  • you probably don't want to live here.
  • just sayin
  • because I am the meanest mom.
  • my kids complain because they can't find any socks.
  • this is because I have stopped matching them and putting them away.
  • because they leave them all over my house.  
  • right now they are on the living room table and under the couch.
  • this is where they will stay.
  • I loathe socks.
  • Wait,
  • that isn't all true, I like wearing them
  • I loathe washing them and finding them
  • And that my friends is deep
  • that is why I have millions of blog readers a day
  • because of my deep thinking
  • and my witty retorts 
  • about socks
  • and Lady Elaine
  • goodbye.
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11 thoughts on “This and that

  1. And this, again, is why I love you. And you didn’t make your child brush their teeth with soap. Yet. Well, let’s be truthful, I didn’t either, but we’ll save that for another day. XOXOXO

  2. SOCKS!! Grrr! If I had a nickel for every SOCK I see lying around the house EVERY DAY, I could retire a wealthy woman. I am apparently the ONLY ONE who knows that SOCKS go IN THE HAMPER. HAVE I USED ENOUGH CAPS TO GET MY POINT ACROSS??
    Apparently not because I still see socks at my feet….
    I’m going to have some bread now.
    And some ice cream.

  3. I so get the socks. It drives me crazy. I need to start charging a quarter for a sock retrieval program- they are all over the house. The sorting and matching drives coo coo too. I also get the dinner thing. My kids will not eat anything mixed together. Meat, starch, veggie, etc. are fine on their own but don’t mix them. I don’t know how you can be the meanest mom because I thought I was. Maybe we are tied. 🙂

  4. Oh Jenny I had never read this post and it cracked me up! I made a 15 bean soup tonight that my kids just about died over. You would have thought I was killing them just with the name alone. They did not even want to come downstairs becuase they would have to smell it. I have to admit that the name of the dish did not sound very good but it was yummy and there was cornbread. They always like cornbread. But because the soup was involved they even turned their noses up to the cornbread. Oh kids!

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