Overheard During Our Trip to Kentucky

My son speaks: "Sissy, you just said your bladder is full, but do you really have a bladder?"

My daughter answers: "Duh!"

My son speaks again: "But you're a girl! Girls don't have bladders, do they?"

(The mother makes no attempt whatsoever to avoid laughing at her 10 year old son.)

Planning at its Best

How is it that just two days ago I was done shopping, had a menu planned, and expected to have nothing to do on Christmas Eve other than attend church?

How is it that I now have more shopping to do, nothing in the house for dinner, and not a single gift wrapped?

Greetings

May the excitement of this season be kept alive in the promise of the new year.

Merry Christmas to all.

Checkered, Caution and family

Where Did Time Go?

They made the long journey back to Michigan for her grandmother's funeral this past week-end. At some point during that ordeal, the snow was falling romantically over a frozen lake, and the moment was just right.

She accepted his proposal of marriage, and now we have a reason to go to Texas in a year or so to see Checkered's niece begin the next stage of her life with her oh, so sweet groom-to-be.

We won't mind that trip one bit.

The Beauty of a Woman's Mind

I sat next to an acquaintance last week at a scout meeting. We've never talked much, although we have served on the same committee for the past six months. But when has the lack of a friendship stopped women from talking?

During that hour and a half meeting, she and I:

discussed her hysterectomy,

actively participated in the meeting,

sang Christmas carols,

discussed her children,

discussed my children,

made tie/fleece blankets to donate to a shelter,

learned about each other's jobs,

shared our opinions of certain teachers,

interacted with several other families,

discussed roller coaster libidos, and

took our scouts to visit with Santa.

Additionally,

she made a brief presentation

and she may have learned as much about me as I did about her.

It was a very fulfilling night, and it made me once again appreciate the amazing

multi-tasking mind of women.

P.S. When I Googled "female symbols" why did I get images of butt-lifts?

FF: Discombobulated

~She was very sick and we were rushing to get to the clinic when she brushed her teeth. My poor girl, who may have been without her contacts, brushed with Desitin. Diaper rash ointment in the mouth is not a good thing.

~And so we begin yet another week of:

I do love Friday Fragments so much that I am considering blogging only on Fridays. Seriously.

~The other day, as windchills dipped below zero, someone asked me why we all continued to live in Michigan. I replied that we were here because we still had jobs. The woman froze and glared at me. It was such an odd reaction to something I never intended as bragging.

~The unnatural affection I feel for the new Walmart by my house is a bit unsettling.

~Men need to stop wearing clogs and crocs. Right now.

~Men also need to stop wearing slippers to my classes.

~I love the students I worked with this term who were always agreeable and thought English class wasn't as bad as they had feared. Godspeed to you all (or most of you, anyway.)

~In yet another rush to get out the door one day, I was slightly annoyed when my 7 year old continued to ask for his sunglasses. In my most lecture-ific voice, I reminded him that if he put his sunglasses away like I do, he would know exactly where they were. "Now, get in the car! You'll have to go without your sunglasses today!!" Still he remained rooted to one spot. "But, Mommy, why are YOU wearing MY sunglasses?" And so I was.

~A friend from my college days lives in Maine. He noticed on Facebook that my son's tie was crooked and he reached all the way through the Internet to Michigan to fix that tie. I am amazed!

~And finally, my youngest boy has not been able to complete any writing assignments at school for quite some time and we are on a long journey to understand and to diagnose this and some other Asperger-like symptoms. However, this same sweet child wrote us a story one night in his bed and then wrapped it and put it under the tree all by himself. It was truly a labor of love and should be about the most precious gift I've ever received.

Procrastinating ... Again

It is not only the season of baking, shopping, and menu planning, but it's the season of final exams. As I work my way through the last 60 essays and 120 quizzes (because I NEVER get behind in my grading) I thought you might enjoy a quiz or two.

1. The Christmas Quiz

2. Just so you know, I'm Rudolph. The glowing nose will take some getting used to.

Which Christmas Character Are You? Rudolph OK, so maybe you won't go down in history for having a glowing nose or being heckled by the reindeer gang (thank goodness), but like your Christmas counterpart, you're a good friend who'll stick with the people you love through thick and thin. Click Here to Take This Quiz

Quizzes and Personality Tests