Tuesday, April 14, 2009

Note to self

NEVER let Bubba get ahold of a Red Bull. They taste exactly like his toothpaste. And he loves his toothpaste so much he would marry it.

Day Six

The POD was delivered this morning. Bubba packed one empty 5 gallon water bottle and he's ready to go. I bought a Red Bull and I'm ready to go.

True Story

Bubba: (holding his nose) "Ma!"
Me: "Is something stinky?"
Bubba: "uh huh."
Me: "What's stinky"
Bubba: "Poop."

Monday, April 13, 2009

Phrase of the Day

"Cranio-Rectal Inversion Syndrome" - when you have your head up your own ass.

Day Five

Went to the beach.
Got attacked by a dog.
Swam in a pool.
Burnt the roof of my mouth taking a bite of pizza.
All in all a well rounded day.

Day Four

Get it?
I'm a Blithering Idiot.

Thursday, April 9, 2009

Day One

MotHman left today for the World Sailfish Championship in Key Weird. So today is officially Day One of my descent into complete insanity. in addition to packing up the house then the "POD", painting the house, fixing the stove, removing and then replacing the bedroom ceiling fan, I get to entertain Bubba at least 12 hours a day. and that's IF he takes a 2 hour nap. All ALONE. So I figure by Day Two, I'll be completely blubbering.

Sunday, April 5, 2009


From a daily.com interview with Lemony Snicket. How to tell a good bedtime story.

1. Ask your child what the title should be. This stalls for time and spreads the blame if the story’s no good.

2. Name the villains after people who wronged you in high school.

3. When you get stuck, remember Raymond Chandler’s advice: “When in doubt, have two guys come through the door with guns.” The bedtime equivalent is a clumsy talking animal holding a tray of cream pies.

4. At the end of the story, all of the characters should be very, very tired.

5. Don’t bring your cocktail, because you might accidentally leave it and wake your child when you sneak back to retrieve it. Alternately, you may forget about it entirely and three days later someone will find a warm martini on your child’s dresser.

(Note: This has never, ever, ever happened to him.)

Thursday, April 2, 2009

Who's a nerd? Me.

I try to get up before Bubba in the morning because even 10 minutes alone is heaven. But this morning I had no sooner brushed my teeth and he was UP and immediately attached to me in the way two surfaces become attached when both are coated with a case of superglue. Needless to say I wasn't thrilled with this. MotHman has worked approximately 12 - 28 hour days for the past 11 so Bubba has been my CONSTANT companion.Did I mention CONSTANT? Anyhoo, MotHman came home for a minute and took Bubba outside. aaaah. So I got busy with Mr.Dyson and then I turned the TV to a non cartoon channel for once and low and behold HIGHLANDER was on. Holy perfect moment. Clean floors, Highlander and Bubba in the care of someone else. Did I mention perfect?
But alas all perfect things must come to an end. I got to watch approximately 22 seconds of Highlander before MotHman returned Bubba and brought along CrazyKid for some fun. So now I'm listening to the wonderous sound of Bubba and CrazyKid trying to pop mylar balloons. Joy.

Wednesday, April 1, 2009

these boots are gonna walk all over you

So I found a rug for the house wish list and funnily (I don't know if that's a word, but I like it) the name of it is Quinn Felted Shag Rug. For some reason that makes me think that some day I will call it Quinn Felt "Dirt Was Right to Rub on the" Rug.

Aaaaannnnd yummy linen window panels. Get a good look Gran. ;)