I’d like to get one thing out in the open before we go any further, just so we know where things stand between us:
My dust bunnies eat your dust bunnies for breakfast.
Girl 1 has been in preschool about 6 months now. She goes in happy, comes out happy. I know and trust the teachers. I have almost no idea what goes on. A few days ago, for instance:
Girl 1 (angrily, to herself): “You’re not allowed to do that!”
Me: “Who said that?”
Girl 1 (grinning): “Michael said that to me at school a long time ago . . . and then I started to cry.”
Me: “What happened? Was a teacher there? Did a teacher see that you were crying?”
Girl 1: “Mmm . . . Mrs. P is a teacher.”
Me: “Was Mrs. P there? What did Mrs. P say?”
Girl 1: “Mmm . . . Mrs. P’s hair is different from my hair.”
I was looking back at the “About” section of my blog, and I have something about “thinking big thoughts.” Yeah, I need to change that. I mean, occasionally a big thought still floats in one ear and gets lodged for a while before finding its way out the other ear. But you’d never know it from this blog. But I’m kind of okay with that. I like keeping things “light and fluf-fah!” like Prince Omelette’s eggs. (Any Veggie Tales fans reading this?)
Anyway, some people aspire to be “brains in a jar.” If you dissected my brain and put it in a jar it would look something like this:
I’ve gone a little crazy with subscribe and save on Amazon lately. We ran out of toilet paper a few weeks ago, and I snapped. “This is 21st century America! I should not be running out of toilet paper!” So I now have subscriptions to TP, diapers, paper towels, tissues, paper napkins, and feminine hygiene products. I keep ruminating on what to add to the list.
I hesitated a bit because Amazon’s prices are a little more than what I pay at Wal Mart. But I figure I’ll make up the money by making fewer trips to the store.
I’d love to do all my grocery shopping this way, but it wouldn’t work so well for perishables. Wouldn’t it be great to have someone deliver milk and eggs to your door .. . every day? But maybe that’s too futuristic.
Turns out Pat went to the dentist last week because he was in pain. He has a tooth that has been bothering him off and on for years. I tend to forget about it because he never complains. He’s getting it removed Monday and a implant put in. Then hopefully I can forget about it for good.
Smart phone use in church? Totally taboo? What if it’s to use your Magnificat app? What if it’s to text your husband to see whether he’s already pledged for the annual bishops’ fundraising drive when he went to the earlier mass?
Six quick takes is the new Seven Quick Takes. Have a good weekend!
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