The Invention of Everything Else, by Samantha Hunt. OK so far...
Monday, March 30, 2009
Friday, March 27, 2009
Hazel likes...today

The Poky Little Puppy I don't know what instigated this sudden desire to have this book read to her over and over again but she's REALLY into it.
Thursday, March 19, 2009
Monday, March 16, 2009
Friday, March 13, 2009
Wednesday, March 11, 2009
Can someone...

...please explain this Long John Silver's ad campaign for me?
It's better to be a child than a old fried man? Dont leave your children alone in long john silvers b/c their employees are obviously insane?
Now I'm afraid to eat their fish. Not that I wasn't before.
Thanks Matt for sharing this frightening comic.
Tuesday, March 10, 2009
My favorite lines from 'Double Indemnity'
Quit your fancy talk
PHYLLIS
My husband. You were anxious to talk
to him weren't you?
NEFF
Sure, only I'm getting over it a
little. If you know what I mean.
PHYLLIS
There's a speed limit in this state,
Mr. Neff. Forty-five miles an hour.
NEFF
How fast was I going, officer?
PHYLLIS
I'd say about ninety.
NEFF
Suppose you get down off your
motorcycle and give me a ticket.
PHYLLIS
Suppose I let you off with a warning
this time.
NEFF
Suppose it doesn't take.
PHYLLIS
Suppose I have to whack you over the
knuckles.
NEFF
Suppose I bust out crying and put my
head on your shoulder.
PHYLLIS
Suppose you try putting it on my
husband's shoulder.
NEFF
That tears it.
This is a lot of lines but...no one talks like that, I love it
My money's on the bear
Shaaaaak attack!
A bear has arms, legs, claws and teeth while a shark only has teeth. Bears can swim and walk, try taking a shark out of the water and putting it in the woods, not so scary now, are you shark?! Wait, where is this fight?
Friday, March 6, 2009
Recovered at last
Our household has recovered from a stomach bug just in time for another music class where we're sure Hazel contracted it...yipppeee! I can't wait to see what she gets next. The class is fun(ish) for her but so far Hazel brought home a horrible cold that had Michael and I taking sick days (right around the time Obama was inaugurated); we're still coughing from that one (not Obama, the cold); I contracted conjunctivis, which luckily but strangely, no one else got, and now, the stomach flu, which was by far the worst. First Hazel got it, then Michael was basically on death's door, then I got it (I was least affected). We actually sent Hazel away for the night (thank you, thank you, thank you, you know who you are). It was our first night away from her and I actually teared up a little when I saw her again. Motherhood makes me weepy. She's basically back to normal but she's really only eating cheerios and Mum-Mums. We must do something about that. We took her out to sushi last night. Perhaps we were trying to shock real food back into her system. She had a couple of sips of miso soup, a strand or two of seaweed salad, some rice and a teeny tiny piece of chicken, oh and a whole lot of cheerios....sigh....
The rural juror
rural
I can't say it properly, it drives me nuts
awesome
I guess if it was used correctly it would be ok but I don't like the "slang" version of the word and I hear it SO much, and then I use it and I don't like that...
wicked
it's ok if you're the wicked witch or a wicked woman or something but not if you're wicked cool


