Saturday, February 28, 2009
Wednesday, February 25, 2009
I Must Switch Deodorant
Clearly I must smell -- maybe that is what attracts them....two days ago, I was hit on by a homeless man. He saw me on the train and decided that he liked me. He asked as to marital status, asked for hugs, and was smooching me with "air kisses". When we got to his stop, he deboarded the train, only to hop back on at the last minute b/c he just "couldn't bring himself to part from me". Luckily, he got off at the next stop so I was able to get off at my stop without concern for my safety. Today, I managed to draw the attention of a trash collector. At least this time, I could just keep on walking as he gawked at me from the cab of the garbage truck.
These new suitors feel all too reminiscent of my bacholette days when I had myself a stalker that found me at the bus stop. Oh, and at that same bus stop, I had construction men giving me flowers. Nice. Look, who doesn't like to compliments? Always nice to hear you are beautiful, especially on cold winter mornings when you feel tired and frumpy. However, I could do without them from these all too available men. I think I will stick with just hearing these compliments from my husband.
Maybe it's my deodorant -- maybe it's just that spring is in the air. Who knows, but either way, I am switching my brand and hoping for summer to get here soon!!
These new suitors feel all too reminiscent of my bacholette days when I had myself a stalker that found me at the bus stop. Oh, and at that same bus stop, I had construction men giving me flowers. Nice. Look, who doesn't like to compliments? Always nice to hear you are beautiful, especially on cold winter mornings when you feel tired and frumpy. However, I could do without them from these all too available men. I think I will stick with just hearing these compliments from my husband.
Maybe it's my deodorant -- maybe it's just that spring is in the air. Who knows, but either way, I am switching my brand and hoping for summer to get here soon!!
Tuesday, February 24, 2009
Sunday, February 22, 2009
Sarah is too funny
Yesterday morning, Sarah joined Hannah and I in bed. Hannah was cranky and tired. Sarah leans over and puts her hand on Hannah's forehead and asks "how are you feeling today Hannah?" ... my little doctor in training.
Today Sarah and I were in the car running errands. She asks what song is on the radio, I tell her a song by Nickelback. After the song ends, she says, "are we going to hear another song from Pumpernickel?" .... how does she even know the word pumpernickel let alone confuse Nickelback with Pumpkernickel
Now, Sarah is "reading" a joke book of Noah's. Mind you Sarah, can NOT read.
Her joke: How does a person smell a flower?
Hannah answers: She sniffs.
Sarah: Wow, that's right Hannah (he-he-he).
Today Sarah and I were in the car running errands. She asks what song is on the radio, I tell her a song by Nickelback. After the song ends, she says, "are we going to hear another song from Pumpernickel?" .... how does she even know the word pumpernickel let alone confuse Nickelback with Pumpkernickel
Now, Sarah is "reading" a joke book of Noah's. Mind you Sarah, can NOT read.
Her joke: How does a person smell a flower?
Hannah answers: She sniffs.
Sarah: Wow, that's right Hannah (he-he-he).
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