This morning Meryl was sitting in my lap rolling a toy car around my shoulders and over my head.
Meryl: (bringing the car to a stop) Here we are at the library.
Me: Who works at the library?
Meryl: Mommy.
Me: What does Mommy do at the library?
Meryl: Pick out books.
Me: What else does she do?
Meryl: Type on the computer.
Me: What does she type?
Meryl: Dot org.
Thursday, June 26, 2008
Thursday, June 19, 2008
What had happened was . . .
There are those who like to apologize for their absence from the innerwebs by prefacing their buhterial with some long diatribe as to why they haven't blogged in so long. Then there's me.
Movin' on.
I have recently begun taking the local movie theater up on their offer of a free kids' movie once a week. At two years of age, Meryl is limited in the amount of time she can successfully spend in a dark room crowded with half-eaten tubs of popcorn and sugar-laden daycare kids, so we've yet to make it through an entire film. Fine with me. Somehow neither Evan Almighty nor Doogal really managed to keep me on the edge of my seat for very long.
You see, the movie is free but pickings are slim. On our most recent trip, we could have seen Shrek 3, but since I haven't seen the first two episodes in the Shrek trilogy, I'm sure I'd be lost. The other option was a Veggie Tales flick.
I'm sorry, but I just don't understand the allure of proselytizing legumes that want me to accept them as my personal lord an savior. That's wrong an that's ig'nant. Don't get me started.
Another new local diversion for us has been the Goodwill store. I have written about the Goodwill before. Readers can learn more about my experiences with this charity-driven bargain barn by clicking here. But remember! Kevin is a monkey so he can do things you can't do.
Goodwill is nice because I don't have to worry about Meryl breaking things anymore than they're already broken. Plus the store's not that big so I can usually find a comfy spot on a dusty couch while she runs around or tries out the circa-1984 treadmill. The thing's not turned on so for some reason she likes to jump on it like a trampoline. Sure, we get a few stares from fellow shoppers, but who cares? They're not the boss of me.
One granola looking grandma in a pink tanktop and faded camo pants (both of which looked like she had bought them on a previous visit to the store I might add) did rub me the wrong way by asking if I was "babysitting today." God, how I hate that. I responded with my usual No, I'm parenting. I do it everyday to which she replied Let me get back there and check out that sewing machine, wouldya? I think she was one of those ebay people.
Anyway, parenting is good, marriage is good, and life is good.
It's all good.
Movin' on.
I have recently begun taking the local movie theater up on their offer of a free kids' movie once a week. At two years of age, Meryl is limited in the amount of time she can successfully spend in a dark room crowded with half-eaten tubs of popcorn and sugar-laden daycare kids, so we've yet to make it through an entire film. Fine with me. Somehow neither Evan Almighty nor Doogal really managed to keep me on the edge of my seat for very long.
You see, the movie is free but pickings are slim. On our most recent trip, we could have seen Shrek 3, but since I haven't seen the first two episodes in the Shrek trilogy, I'm sure I'd be lost. The other option was a Veggie Tales flick.
I'm sorry, but I just don't understand the allure of proselytizing legumes that want me to accept them as my personal lord an savior. That's wrong an that's ig'nant. Don't get me started.
Another new local diversion for us has been the Goodwill store. I have written about the Goodwill before. Readers can learn more about my experiences with this charity-driven bargain barn by clicking here. But remember! Kevin is a monkey so he can do things you can't do.
Goodwill is nice because I don't have to worry about Meryl breaking things anymore than they're already broken. Plus the store's not that big so I can usually find a comfy spot on a dusty couch while she runs around or tries out the circa-1984 treadmill. The thing's not turned on so for some reason she likes to jump on it like a trampoline. Sure, we get a few stares from fellow shoppers, but who cares? They're not the boss of me.
One granola looking grandma in a pink tanktop and faded camo pants (both of which looked like she had bought them on a previous visit to the store I might add) did rub me the wrong way by asking if I was "babysitting today." God, how I hate that. I responded with my usual No, I'm parenting. I do it everyday to which she replied Let me get back there and check out that sewing machine, wouldya? I think she was one of those ebay people.
Anyway, parenting is good, marriage is good, and life is good.
It's all good.
Wednesday, June 11, 2008
Help Laverne Help Cory's Closet!
Sometimes a guest blogger is better than an extended hiatus, especially when the guest blogger supports a worthy cause. Without further ado, here's the scoop from my sizza-in-law:
. . . My nephew Cory B. Fleming passed away in April, just shy of his 16th birthday.
Laverne is a 1972 Porsche 914 that is taking up space in my garage. Cory was my shinning hope of Laverne leaving my garage. I entered our beat up 1972 Porsche in a Cumulus -Radio Cincinnati - WRRM, WGRR and WFTK radio contest . . .and she made it to the not so sweet 16.
I would like nothing more than to win the 96.5 Rock Your Ride 10,000 make over, get the Porsche sold and donate the sale proceeds to his Memorial Fund - - Cory's Closet. The fund was set up in connection with King's High school to help King's High School students afford to play LaCrosse, not a school-funded sport.
I was SURPRISED to see Laverne made it to the not so sweet 16, so now I'm BLEGGING (that's a cross between begging and blogging) for help.
VOTE 1972 Porsche NOW!!! The only draw back to voting is you must be a "ROCKHEAD" which you can do at the time of voting and then unsubscribe once we've won!
It only takes a few minutes
http://www.supertalkfm965.com/96ROCKYOURRIDENotSoSweet16/tabid/222/Default.aspx
I hope that makes sense! Thank you in advance for your time & your VOTE
If anyone wants to learn a little more about Cory here's a link to his MySpace Memorial Page .
Caroline Fleming
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