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Home Truths

These are some of the things that I have learned this past week:

  1. Never “taste” anything you find on the kitchen island that you have not placed there yourself. That is the current site of home experiments.
  2. Searching pockets will not only yield loose change, gum, and paperclips, but also notes full of chemical equations and logical fallacies. Save those.
  3. Always wear your glasses, even when you don’t think you need them. Screaming for your son to kill the massive spider you spied under the endtable is all well and good, until he explains it is a bit of fuzz from the dog’s toy.
  4. Boredom can lead to shopping. And chemical failings, but mostly shopping.
  5. The amount of cleaning you do is inversely proportional to the amount of visitors you receive. This means I should keep the house a mess if I want company coming by.
  6. You only notice the amount of cookies in the pantry when you decide to give up snacking.
  7. The same goes for liquor.

This concludes this week’s Extreme Wrap-Up: Aggie Losing Her Marbles Edition™. Hope y’all are enjoying your weekend!!


Happy Hearts Day!!

I ♥ you guys!!!

Today I had the Travelling Red Dress photo shoot, so I am late with the post. I had a BLAST!! The photographer was not only professional, but very funny and kind, too. We did the shoot at the Japanese Gardens, and luckily the weather was warm enough. I will have pics soon and yes, I will be posting one here, as tradition dictates.

And yes, I did wear my Converse All Stars™!!


This Day is Like a Joke

And yes, I mean that. I started off today by getting up with the alarm, only to find myself knocking glasses and phone off the nightstand. As I scrambled off the bed, I stepped on the glasses. Picking up the phone, I shut off the alarm on it, and turn off the little light it gives, so not only do I walk in the dark, I do so without my glasses, which HILARIOUSLY leads to me stubbing my foot on the Turkish chest at the foot of the bed. No worries, as I finally manage to get slippers on, and walk out of my room in time to trip over the little dog who is SO GLAD to see me she barks over, and over, and over…

Making my way to the kitchen, I remember I was supposed to change two spotlights, and sigh in the mediocre light as I fill the coffee pot with water, only to find I had forgotten to wash it out yesterday. As I turn to get the coffee grounds, I trip over Miss Attention and fall against the counter, spilling coffee everywhere. I scoop it up (hey, it’s still good!), and finally get the coffee started, going on to wake Eldest first, since she takes a bit longer to get ready.

Finally sitting down to drink my coffee, and I realize I had forgotten my pajama pants.

Yes, my friends, it’s that kind of day!! Make sure to enjoy it!! 😉


Fairytale Versus Reality

I love fairytales. My favorite Disney™ animated film is still Cinderella. Oh sure… I like most of them, even with the creative license the screenwriters take, though sometimes they take it too far (*cough* Pocahontas *cough* Little Mermaid *cough*). Reading them in their original wording is far more sinister and suspenseful than Stephen King.

The other day I was chatting with Hubby via text messages. He had mentioned he had seen a children’s book of stories at the market, and had recognized some words. I had to laugh, because he told me he tried reading Goldilocks.

Me: Not to spoil it for you, but she breaks into a house, steals food and breaks furniture, finally passing out from her wild rampage.

Hubby: Really?!? She seems like such a nice little girl.

Me: Her name is a thinly veiled reference to her cat burglar days, when she would break the safe locks to steal gold. Do not be fooled!!

Hubby: Hehehe…

And of course, the ultimate fairytale has to be The Wizard of Oz.

Placed in appropriate context, any story can be a fairytale. Likewise, any fairytale can become bitter reality.

It’s all a question of angles 😉


Steampunk’d

As y’all may or may not know, I am a fan of Steampunk. I love the look of it, and apparently Eldest does, too. Today we are starting to change her room around to accommodate all of her junk the new decor.

I have plans….

She doesn’t know it yet, but a lot of the stuff I plan to use will be coming from the local flea market, as well as Lowes™. We are talking copper pipes, fittings, ventilation ducts, PVC, faucet knobs, pulley wheels, and any random stuff I can find to give an “antique” look.

She may or may not agree with my take on the room, but I know what I’m doing. Some would argue that I am living vicariously through her, since I can’t do it to my room. And some would be right 😉


Sweet Tart

It is nearly time again. The holiday most dreaded by men everywhere. Yep…Valentine’s Day!!

Every year it’s the same excruciating headache, and every year we are exposed to every kiss beginning with Kay, when really a lot of them begin with liquor. Hubby has learned to avoid the pitfalls of this holiday quite well. How, you may ask? Simple: he gifts me an appliance. No, I’m not kidding. Florists jack up the prices on arrangements, and for the price of a few blooms, I can get something I need. This year I went ahead and got it early!

Isn’t it just cute?? And yes, I did get it in that color. Now, you may ask why I got this for myself now, rather than let Hubby order it for me. Well, he is going on a trip to Hungary, and as usual he likes to bring me something from wherever he visits.

Hungary is famous for wine (which he can’t send me), and desserts (which he can’t send me), and for its chickens. Admittedly, I am speaking of porcelain sculptures, but a chicken is not something with which I want to decorate. Besides, those chickens run in the hundreds of Euros, and my mixer is a steal at less than $70. So really, I just saved him a lot of money, right??

Best wife ever!!! 😉


Questions to Ponder

There are some things that we question, and know that sometimes there is no true answer.

How do you fold a fitted sheet?

Is cursive handwriting still necessary?

When does sour cream go bad?

Is a Baker’s Dozen a good thing, or bad?

Why does Mapquest™ start directions from my driveway?

Inquiring minds want to know 😉


A Rose By Any Other Name

This beautiful photograph was released in April for Hubble’s 21st Birthday:

The large galaxy, known as UGC 1810, is shown distorted into a rose-like shape by the gravitational tidal pull of the companion galaxy below it, known as UGC 1813.

Even the Universe is romantic 😉


Stupid State Laws

Here in Texas, we enjoy some rather out-dated laws:

It is illegal for one to shoot a buffalo from the second story of a hotel.

It is illegal to sell one’s eye.

The entire Encyclopaedia Britannica is banned in Texas because it contains a formula for making beer at home.

It is illegal to urinate on The Alamo.

It is illegal to milk another person’s cow.

It is illegal to own an alligator without a permit.

It is illegal to modify the weather without a permit.

It is also illegal to try to modify the weather without first putting a notice in the local paper.

I have to admit, I’m intrigued at the gator permit. I wonder how one goes about asking for one 😉


Stories in Review

Before I link the stories that so far have been written, I wish to thank all of you who participated, and those who are also planning on participating in the challenge. It isn’t always easy to find inspiration, especially when a harridan gives you a deadline. But I also wish to thank the readers for finding and lurking around our blogs. I hope y’all were as entertained as I was.

Here is a list of the stories written for the challenge, so far:

Autumn People: The Stockyard Girl

Epic Entropy: Rendezvous at Eight

Fountain Abbey: One Rainy Day (Part 1)

Jay in Ames: The Sithy Challenge

John D: Tight

Lemur King’s Folly: The Starkness of Being

Reluctant Rebel: Nightmarish Morning

Snugg Harbor: A Recollection of December (Part 1)

Soylent Green: The Transmogrifier: A Tale Of Terror

The Necromancer: Glances could kill. Love was outlawed.

Third World County: Well, It Ain’t Mrs. Murphy’s Chowder

Uncivil Peasants: The Breach

Yabu: Merced Recibida, Libertad Vendida

Make sure you stop by, and hope you enjoy reading them as much as I have. I can’t wait to read the rest!