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Words Fail

And apparently, so does the auto-correct function on an iPhone when typing while cranky.

About a week and a half ago, I was feeling cranky. I was still getting kids stuff ready for school, and having Little One insist that all of her supplies, folders, zippered binder and even backpack be red. And the reds can’t clash. And no designs. And she doesn’t like velcro.

She doesn’t have a backpack as yet. And with that attitude, won’t have one in the foreseeable future.

Anyway, I was home, awaiting my daily call with Hubby, when I receive a text message letting me know he’s had a bad day. In his work and duty station, I believe it. But it doesn’t help my mood any when he is sending messages about his day, and not asking about mine. I try to be considerate, but being cranky doesn’t help, and I “yell” in my message to him:

I LOVE YOU!!

His next message relays the same words, and immediately I am contrite. I tell him I missed him saying it. And this is the result:

Had to clean up. This *is* a family friendly blog.

Needless to say, he found it funny. But from now on, I double check spelling before hitting the “send” button πŸ™‚


One More Week

That’s all that is left of Summer Vacation. The kids have been diligently getting their stuff ready for school, as well as doing their IB assignments, practicing their instruments, and in general, driving me up the wall with their last-minute demands for supplies/ books/ haircuts/ shoes/ fill-in-the-blank.

In the middle of this chaos, lays a island of calm, for I know once they go back to school, I am no longer a hostage to Disney, nor am I a taxidriver to malls unknown, nor am I the mediator for every single quibble.

I shall be back to my normal self. “Normal” is a relative term, I know, but in this case, totally applicable.

Back to normal!

So, for now I will try to imagine the bliss that is the first day of school, as I run around town getting last minute stuff accomplished.

Enjoy your coffee, my friends πŸ˜‰


Ah, Sunday…

You can be such a good friend to me.

But I know you….you are just lulling me into a sense of security, ready to yank that from under me with your pal, the dreaded nemesis, Monday. You sweet-talk me into “taking in easy” and “relaxing”, only to slap me back into reality when Monday strikes without warning.

But I can’t help it…I come back and fall under your spell every week, thinking it will be different this time. This time I will be strong, and resist the siren call.

Sigh….who am I kidding?

Maybe I should wear a helmet πŸ™‚


600th Comment!!

And the honor (dubious or not) goes to:

LC STEVE!!!

His comment at the Celestial Sithy post is a plug for Astronomy Picture of the Day. You can check it out here.


This is Only a Test

Well, it’s only a little quiz, really. And completely harmless and fun.You can’t fail, no one is here to grade you, and I was told there would be no math.

It’s the World’s Smallest Political Quiz.

Here are my results for 2011:

The last time I took this little quiz, it was 2007, and I was right above the letter “R” in “Right”. Quite a difference, n’est pas??

The times, they are a’changin’ πŸ˜‰

Creatively borrowed from iOWT


Fashionistas

A friend of mine, the one who is crazy about shoes, loves to post photos of fabulous dresses as well. And by “fabulous” I mean “in the five figure range”. This morning she showed me this confection:

Me: I like the flow and the ruffles on the top that Valentino is famous for, but that flounce at the bottom hurts my eyes.

Friend: One word: V A L E N T I N O!

Me: Two words: B A D G L E YΒ  M I S C H K A !!

More like this:

It’s one of my grails to own a Badgley Mishka gown. I can only hope one shows up at the Goodwill store in my size someday. The funny thing is, Eldest owns one. And by “funny” I mean “tragic”. She needed it for a runway show, and I found it majorly reduced, in her size, and the Saks’ Off 5th store. Talk about lucky.

Now, if only I needed a gown for an occasion besides housework πŸ™‚


Open Thread Friday

My apologies for having not much to write about. Between having friends from out of town, especially the kind thatΒ convinces me into buying more Trollbeads, and getting school supply lists done, back-to-school clothes shopping for kids, and registration and transfers, I am finding nothing to report at Casa de Aggie. It’s a desert here.

My lawn, only not as pretty, or with suck a fantastic view

So, to my few readers I ask: are there any topics you would like me to write about? Feel free to make suggestions!!

And also, feel free to do a raindance or two πŸ˜‰


Thursday Sithy Funny

Ok, have lots to do today, and haven’t the time to write nonsensical musings, so I will leave y’all with the funniest sign ever:

And though I have a mild language preference for the blog, I could NOT pass this up.

Courtesy of my friend Darkwolf πŸ™‚


Welcome to the Puzzlehouse

My Little One is fond of puzzles. Very fond. Extremely fond. Thankfully, she can be entertained for hours putting a puzzle together. Usually her puzzles are anywhere in the 250 to 500 piece range, but this time she decided to try 1000.

And danged if she didn’t do most of it!

No flowers or butterflies for her, either. That is The Elements, based on the book by the same name by Theodore Gray. Unlike most times when you do the edges first, it was easier to start with the inner pieces, since the outer ones were solid black.

As you can tell, the elements were represented by real-world items, in this case, Hydrogen was represented by the Pillars of Creation. Carbon was a diamond, Iron was a horseshoe, etc. Several are represented by their namesakes, like Einsteinium. All in all, it was a challenge to put together.

It will be a pity to take apart πŸ˜‰


500th Comment!!!

And the honor goes to…

NOMSTRESS!!

She is a marvelous blogette who writes about food, and occasionally beer and her schizoid cats. And with entries like polygamy in Texas, she also has a great wit πŸ˜‰