I am, admittedly, the world’s worst aunt. I never write, never call, and get birthdays wrong or don’t get cards or presents sent. It’s a horrible flaw. Anyway, I have a plan to communicate with my nephews more. Target has these cool card & envelope sets. The cards aren’t foldy cards, so I wrote a note on one, and wrote my address & put stamps on two of them (so now they’ve become postcards from them to me). The plan is for the boys to read my card, which (loosely) says “Draw something that you see right now and get this postcard into the mail lickity-split!” Hopefully they’ll think it’s funny & fun.
Sick and bored
I have a sore throat today and feel like a big whiner. Yesterday I slept all afternoon, which resulted in a terrible night’s sleep. So today I’m watching a lot of t.v. while sitting on the floor so I don’t sack out. I also made lunch (tuna casserole) and tried a microwave cake recipe. (Some […]
Happy Halloween!
It’s a do-nothing Saturday at the Sommerer’s, although if it’s anything like the last do-nothing day, we’ll be singing back up for Sting tonight. I’m wondering what I should get accomplished, and it might be getting out the Halloween decorations. Speaking of decorating, Brad had some electrical trouble at his home, but I completely think […]
A rebuttal to Brad’s hair posts
I hope that’s how you spell rebuttal. Anyway, Lloyd got a haircut on Friday, and I forgot to take a ‘before’ picture. So, I give you this:
So long, dear friend.
This is a sad day indeed. Pictured here is my trusty container of ranch dressing powder that I put on popcorn – we’ve been together nearly two years.  We met at Sam’s Club in the spring of ’05. *sniff* I knew this day was coming, but I didn’t think it would hurt so much. Goodbye, muchacho – you […]
Diddley Squat
Last Saturday was going to be the perfect Saturday. I had already received confirmation from Lauren that I would under no circumstances be required to Go To Lincoln. My basic plan was to sleep and read, watch the Cardinals beat the (#@%$) Mets, fix Lauren’s website and create this one. Those last two items were […]
I LOVE those cards (and the idea, by the way!). I must get some…Target, I love you, Target…
I thought they were bed sheets! I worried not only “the world’s worst aunt,” but was shocked knowing the EXCELLENT educator you are, you couldn’t find a better gift! (Upon reading this comment I hope you look past the grammar and get the jist of what I am saying!)
*Sigh* The BOX is not the present -- Every so often I’ll send a letter with postcards inside. It’s a communication thing.