Come on. These can’t be real, right? Anyone seen these before? Seen anything like them?
Lauren’s not feeling well, and I forgot to post this last night. I think she has the post-lloyd’s-birthday-blues.
by Lloyd 6 Comments
Come on. These can’t be real, right? Anyone seen these before? Seen anything like them?
Lauren’s not feeling well, and I forgot to post this last night. I think she has the post-lloyd’s-birthday-blues.
“Today is my birthday! Behold the Day of my Birth!”
Today Lloyd may or may not have a snow day. Under normal circumstances I’d be horribly jealous, but I hope he gets to stay home today. I’m proposing a little game for this auspicious occasion. I like to make fun of Lloyd on various occasions by making that extra ‘l’ stand for something. For instance: If Lloyd has been relaxing on the couch all Saturday and can’t be bothered to come and see the adorable thing the cat is doing, I’ll say, “Lloyd. The extra ‘l’ is for ‘lazy’.” Today, though, let us not cut him down, but rather build him up! I’ll start!
“Lloyd. The extra ‘l’ is for lazy!” Dang. That wasn’t right.
I had some very nice moments* on my birthday – the highlight was a hilarious pair of socks that Kate got me….. that I left at school. They said “Reduce, Reuse, Regift”. PERFECT for me! I’m so sorry I forgot them.
So, you have to look at a thermos again. I’m in the habit of making a thermos of tea to take to work. It’s become my habit in the morning to drink several cups of warm beverages to try and make my voice sound normal again, and if they’re all cups of coffee I shake so hard my hands are blurry. So I have some loose tea that I normally brew up in a French press. (Tea has less caffeine than coffee, right?) Today I figured out that I could use that tea ball that’s been sitting unused in a drawer for years and just stick it in the neck of the thermos to brew. Woo-hoo! I don’t have to occasionally rinse out wash out that press every morning!
* Some less-than-nice moments occured, too. One of them was forgetting my thermos of tea at home. *sigh*
by Lauren 9 Comments
*sigh* The buffer year between me and forty is gone. I’m 39 today! I’ve got two whole days to lord my oldness over Lloyd before he joins me, and believe you me – I’ll milk it for everything it’s worth! I’ll try to be nice, though, because I really like my present.
I share this auspicious day with the handsome Bill Pullman and the cake meister Duff Goldman. (Hey, Baltimorians, make Brad take a picture of himself outside Charm City Cakes for me.) So, well-wishes are welcome! Bonus points if it rhymes.
*sigh* The buffer year between me and forty is gone. I’m 39 today! I’ve got two whole days to lord my oldness over Lloyd before he joins me, and believe you me – I’ll milk it for everything it’s worth! I’ll try to be nice, though, because I really like my present.
I share this auspicious day with the handsome Bill Pullman and the cake meister Duff Goldman. (Hey, Baltimorians, make Brad take a picture of himself outside Charm City Cakes for me.) So, well-wishes are welcome! Bonus points if it rhymes.
by Lauren 7 Comments
My parent sent us a goodie box for Christmas, and inside was a cute little box with a note from my Dad – “Open now.” (Always a good note to put on a gift.) Inside was a very cool manger stamp to use at the preschool. The children have enjoyed it very much! Here is a small sampling of their work:
“There’s two shepherds and Mary and Joseph and an angel. And the sheep. And Baby Jesus.”
“I made Mary and Joseph. These are the cows. There’s a building and the sun.” In both of these examples, I love the animals best. Of course, they aren’t all so detailed… or historically accurate, for that matter.
“I wrote some words. It says Baby Jesus was sitting in a cradle. There was a knife and monster that bite Joseph. I wanted to make it scary.”
Mission accomplished.