my very own christmas pickle...

Today at M.O.M.S. we had our annual treat exchange and pickle drawing! I had decided that this year if I didn't win said pickle, I was going to go get myself one. Let me explain a little about the pickle. There is a German tradition where you hide a glass pickle on your tree. Every time someone finds the pickle, they re-hide it somewhere else on the tree. The person that finds it on Christmas morning gets an extra gift. Pastor Carol does a drawing every year for about five glass pickles. Last year it was a no go for me, but this year, I won! My little pickle is now on a branch of my tree looking very nice and pickley.

I'm in the Christmas spirit and so I think I will go work on presents with Jenna. I love my Jenna!

mmmm... tastes like green...

I just ate an entire can of spinach. I topped it with some red wine vinegar. It was amazing!

Just thought I would share...

my husband called me a water camel...

WARNING: This post most certainly does contain things that may make you uncomfortable or offend you. However, there were no animals harmed in the process of creating said post.

Today while in the shower (yeah... there's a "might make you uncomfortable" part) I spit on Josh. Not like a me spit, but like a I sucked water into my mouth and spit it at him. He looked at me and said, "What the hell?!" I looked at him and said, "What? I was being a dolphin." He said, "A dolphin? More like a water camel."

Out of revenge, I pretended to put conditioner on his back after he was all rinsed off. Out of revenge for that, he turned on the water while I was rinsing my hair and then blamed it on Charlie flushing the toilet. Out of revenge for that... well, I didn't have anything. Besides, I was too busy laughing uncontrollably at this point.

Suddenly Josh screamed, "Watch out for the emus!" When I asked him what he was talking about, he said, "I was trying to make you jump." After assuring him that his plan had been stupid because there were no emus in the bathroom, I began to dry off. However, all of a sudden Josh decided that he would poke his hand around the shower curtain and pretend that it was an emu head. I began to laugh uncontrollably once again and almost fell over in the tub. Due to the thunking sound of me almost falling, Josh stumbled and knocked over Charlie's water bowl. I then asked him where the supposed emus were to have come from, and he said that they lived in my butt (again, uncomfortable and offensive... sorry about that) and that they came out to avoid the natural predators. He then stated that he didn't want to know what those predators were but he thought the must be some kind of cat. My husband is CRAZY!

Josh left to get Jenna up from her nap and I thought I was safe from his shenanigans. However, he misunderstood me asking Jenna a question and said, "Did you just say, 'Yes heir goober face, bring them!'?" I assured him that I had not, but once again I was thrown into more fits of uncontrollable laughter.

Ah jeeze... We need to get out more! It is really a wonder that we have any friends... heehee

there is a reason that things appear on my iGoogle...

Sometimes I think I'd be better off dead. No, wait, not me, you.
–Jack Handey

"Boredom: the desire for desires."
-Leo Tolstoy

Ah, this is obviously some strange usage of the word 'safe' that I wasn't previously aware of.
-Douglas Adams

Today's Reason to Drink: November 20, 2007
Toast your favorite educator for this Teacher's Day in Vietnam.

oo-de-lolly

Holy cow I have a lot of reading to do today! I'm not very worried because I want to read what I need to read, but I need to start soon. I think that Josh and I are going to go to the M to do homework, and I'm NOT going to take my computer... bold, I know. Anyhow, I figure the paper I have to write to go along with what I read can wait until tonight or tomorrow before class.

Here's a little song that expresses my feelings about today and the reading I need to do. For those of you that suck at abstractions: I'm Robin Hood, and the other voice in my head is Little John. The Sheriff and his posse are equal to the reading... the end...

Robin Hood and Little John walking through the forest
laughing back and forth at what the other has to say
reminiscing this and that and having such a good time
Oo-De-Lally, Oo-De-Lally, Golly, what a day

Never ever thinking there was danger in the water
They were drinking they just guzzled it down
Never dreaming that a scheming sheriff and his posse
Was a watching them and gathering around

Robin Hood and Little John running through the forest
Jumping fences, dodging trees and trying to get away
Contemplating nothing but escape and finally making it
Oo-De-Lally, Oo-De-Lally, Golly, what a day
Oo-De-Lally, Oo-De-Lally, Golly, what a day

mmmm....

Today I ate a worm...








...okay, not really. However, I did do a lot of homework, and that's pretty much the same thing... right?

she said... he said...

Characters:

Maddy, age 5
Koller, age 6
Both kids in my preschool class...

Maddy, "I have a big pool."

Koller, "How big?"

Maddy, "It's a big ass pool... So, big ass I guess."

Timber?

My mom called us last night and told us that one of our guides had driven his snowmobile into a tree. At first this sounded a little concerning until she said that he was actually UP in the tree... then it was just confusing. Somehow he managed to get the thing actually into a tree. Neither he nor the machine were hurt in any way, and it was good for a rather long and drawn out laugh. Since it felt so good to laugh I decided I would share the joy... :)