Archive for Month: January, 2008


Project 365 (160/365)

You know you wanna: Q&A

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All the statistics in the world can’t measure the warmth of a smile.
~Chris Hart

Q&A

This might be the death of my blog. Not really, but I’m trying to be dramatic. Indulge me a bit, ok?

Hope’s Mom over at Hope for the Hopeless spurred this post. Basically, you -the blog reader- ask me -the blog writer- questions! Apparently, the crazier the better! Now I know I have some great readers out in the blogosphere.

Hit me with your best shot, dudes and dudettes!!

Questions will be compiled and answered in one fell swoop.

Highs in the Fifties

Today was just beautiful. The sun was shining, the wind wasn’t whipping all blustery like yesterday, and it was a mild temperature.

Davey had a “well check-up” this morning. He weighs 26.8lbs and is 31.75″ long. That’s the 90th percentile for weight and 80th percentile for height. He’s perfect, but we knew that!

After the appointment, we came home, and the kids and I ate lunch while Davey napped. When he woke up, he ate his lunch and then we set off. I decided to make the best of such wonderful weather, and I took them to our favorite park. They played for well over an hour. Davey got in on the fun, too. He loved swinging, and I let him climb-as much as he could-on the little playground. The other three had a ball running, climbing, swinging, playing, and enjoying the sun. At one point, while they played I walked up and down the sidewalk, to get some extra exercise. It was great. These are the things we’d never get to do in Buffalo, and does it ever make a difference. Usually, at this time of year, a bit of seasonal depression sets in. I’ve completely avoided it, and days like today are the reason why.

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After that, we went to Old Navy, where we each got a little somethin’-somethin’. The grand total was $39.75 and I saved $39.04. Crazy, huh!?

Tomorrow’s forecast is nice, but with a chance of rain in the afternoon.

Project 365 (159/365)

Sticking with the hair theme, I decided to curl my hair this morning. I think I might have to do it more, as I like how it turned out. My curlers ROCK! Glad I didn’t let my mom take them home with her..

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People are like stained-glass windows. They sparkle and shine when the sun is out, but when the darkness sets in their true beauty is revealed only if there is a light from within.
- Elisabeth Kubler-Ross

It’s Time for Monday Festivus!!

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It’s Monday and time to air grievances, in no particular order:

  • Look, I know you stepped in dog shit. I know you don’t like dog shit. Who does? But, you know that it’s your responsibility to clean it off. That slipper’s been there since right after Christmas. Man up and clean the thing off before I throw it away. I probably should, anyway.
  • Goodbye Mexidive! Yes, we thoroughly enjoy eating at your restaurant. What I don’t enjoy is being overcharged, on a consistant basis. If you tack $3-4.00 on every one’s bill, that’s some nice chump-change. Guess what, though? I ain’t no chump. There are plenty other Mexican restaurants to give our patronage to!
  • If you complain about something, don’t do something else that will be the cause of that complaint. Come on!
  • Dude, your 34. You have a 7 year old son. How about you let him be the altar boy for a change. Budala!
  • Please, no left-handed invitations. If you want us to come over for your kid’s birthday party, call or invite in person, but not through your daughter. Left-handed invites are the worst!
  • Yay! Your little fingers can work the buttons on the TV. Yay! Now please stop!
  • STOP SHOUTING!!!!!!!!!!
  • I will follow through on my end of the deal, but you need to stop asking me to go to the store every twelve-point-three minutes. I’ll get mad and renege.
  • We both know it…they suck! Can’t wait till you PEACE them!
  • When you play rough, someone will get hurt.
  • Helicopter mom, you need to reeeeeeeeeeeeeeeelax.
  • Thanks for feeding my kids food with dyes in them. I certainly appreciate it. Not.
  • Next time go for the sixth Margarita. What harm could it really do?


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