1. Playing with knock-off Photoshop.
2. Watching world-turned-upside-down singing sensations on Britain's Got Talent.
3. Climbing down 25 foot ravines with Girl Scouts, clambering through creeks and over four waterfalls, teaching them to form a human chain to get back out again, and then panicking when they all start cheering and saying "LET'S DO THAT AGAIN" because my 42-year-old calf muscles are already seizing and maybe weaving potholders isn't such a bad idea after all.
4. Looking up the definition of "thaumaturgy".
5. Still watching The Office.
6. Wondering whether bleaching a mauve Christmas dress will do for a First Communion dress since I waited until the last minute to buy one and the only sizes left were evidently for European kids who walk to school and never eat bacon double cheeseburgers.
7. Cursing stink bugs.
8. Learning every dance in the History of Dance YouTube video (I'm up to Watusi).
9. Scaring Amish people by inadvertently driving through their cow pasture after the detour signs just ended and I figured that the road listed on the driving atlas was really a road and not some cartographers practical joke.
10. Stockpiling water. And barbecue sauce.
17 comments:
Is the barbecue sauce related to swine flu? Are you going to eat the swine? I'm confused.
We need to get rid of all swine.
One pig roast at a time.
I thought of you as I pushed my two carts through Costco on Monday. But I bought sunbutter this time. ;) -KK
Pig bbq! You're a genius.
You? Are a better Girl Scout leader than I.
Also? Ribs, did someone say ribs?
I stock pile bbq sauce as well. In fact, I buy it by the case.
Also, stick bugs SUCK.
I think your list is incredibly valid.
Which version of The Office? Not that both aren't great, because they are. Totally. Forever. Amen.
I'm hiding from my blog right now (ears in fingers, "la la la, I can't hear you blog!).
Nice to see you back. I wish I could send my Brownie down to you for scouts; she'd love it.
Well, if the alternative are being Cookie Mother or *working* at the Office, then I would say you're making pretty good choices. :) Then again, I've never been the leader, just the Scout who had to shimmy on her belly through the narrow crevices on the spelunking trip. I can't imagine doing that now as a grown up.
My calves send sympathy to yours.
Riling the Amish could be this year's breakout hobby sensation
I've got some great sauce if you get a hankerin' for Texas barbecue.
Love, love, love the Office! Never tire of it. Wish I worked there.
That sounds actually like good blog fodder to me. So see how it all works out?
Thaumaturgy! Of course I looked it up. Nice word.
hi,
Good blogs....
Cheers,
Laser Ontharing
BBQ sauce mmmmm
Thaumaturgy? You've been reading Jim Butcher, haven't you?
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