Archive for April, 2007

Blogger bash

April 30, 2007

The blogger bash was Saturday night. I brought my friend Laura because she owed me big time from an incidence that went something like this:

“The German”
Several years ago Laura was fixed up with this priggish german guy and made me come along on the date. The date, during which, I swear to God, she did not say a word the ENTIRE time. So I was obliged in my hostess-y way to try and make the night go well. (because, you know, it is my job at any gathering to make sure everyone is having fun, even if it’s not at my house, or not actually my date!)
The conversation went something like this:
Me: In the US we always hear that people in other
countries think we are dumb, uneducated.

“The German:” Yes, in my country we read Proust; we
can recite Shakespeare and not just the trite

Me: Ahhh… Have you read any VC Andrews? Those
“flowers in the attic” books are mighty fine.

“TG:” In Germany everyone speaks four languages

Me: I took German in high school… Eins, Schwie,
Dri, quatro, cinco, seis, (See, and I even speak a
little Mexican, too)

“TG:” Americans are just so common, no manners,
imbeciles basically.

Me: Du Bist Eine Grosse Schweine Schite!! (my one
German phrase, “You look like big pig shit”)

A delightful time was had by all.

Back to the blogger bash. My impressions:

Anon E. Mouse brought two of his kids and they were well behaved cuties. He is a very nice guy.

PeoriaIllinoisan has a lovely wife. The prettiest hair ever and great smile, too. PI is also very personable and obviously smart.

Diane Vespa has a way with people. She is one of those “can talk to anybody” kinds of people and can make anyone feel at home.

James and Theresa were very nice and have a smiley baby. Theresa mills her own wheat, which still alternately fills me with admiration and makes me wonder about her sanity.

Lastly, Chef Kevin- he is a cutie, with such a relaxed, at ease attitude. I was really nervous about going to a party and not knowing anyone (hence finally, after all these years, calling in the “german” chit) but I would have been fine without my companion. Of course, I would have been hanging on Chef Kevin’s coattails all night pestering him with cooking questions, so maybe it was good that she was there.

It was a lovely evening and the food was really good; Chef Kevin has a great view of the river and a really nice house.

If only Peoria Pundit, Lollygaggin and Eyebrows could have been there, the night would have been complete.

A delightful time was had by all.
(for real this time)



April 23, 2007

My son has a to do a report for tech about the 1910’s. His assigned partner is a girl and he is quickly learning about the power and persuasiveness of teenage girls. He will be wearing a 1910’s costume, for extra credit, per her decree.

Election April ’07

April 18, 2007

I voted yesterday.  Mainly because I feel it is my civic duty, but also to withhold my vote from a certain person.  Earlier this year I was asked to sign a petition for a woman who was interested in running for the village board.  I signed it, not sure if I would vote for the person, but willing to give her the opportunity to run.  A member of the board came to my workplace and questioned me about my signature with the subtext of the conversation being “how dare you help someone run against me”.  The board member went to court and was able to get enough signatures thrown out to prevent person A from running.  The whole thing felt really sleazy, thus when I went to the polls yesterday and was directed to “select 3” out of the three people running I chose two, a subtle message to the person who really didn’t want any competition.
Note: the pushy lady ended up with 16 votes less than the other people running! So she obviously ticked off at least 15 other people.


April 16, 2007

3rd grade
Reagan:  “Mommy, the other kids keep saying bad words at recess and K. had to stand by the wall.”
Me:  “Reagan, I hope you know better than that, and don’t say bad words.”
Reagan:  “I don’t even know the ‘f’ word.”

Memphis vacation

April 16, 2007

Our Memphis vacation was very nice.  You couldn’t tell it by the sullen looks the kids gave the camera but I think they had fun.

We ate at Texas de Brazil and Dyers.  Dyers is a diner and had a pretty small menu, burgers, chicken strips and shakes.  We ordered and I continued to peruse the menu.  The back had the tale of Dyers “ageless grease.”  They have been using the same grease (strained nightly) for the past 90 years.  Ugh.  I really couldn’t eat much after reading that.

Bringing on the wonderful.

April 3, 2007

My husband was home from work on Friday with the kids and he proceded to:  take a nap, not feed them, not clean or even pick up after himself. But he totally redeemed himself last night; he arrived home late (due to the OH/FL NCAA game) and washed the dog, unclogged the toilet, did a load of dishes AND gave me a backrub with no happy ending expected. Just when you think you’ve got a dud, he brings on the wonderful.

tic-tac-toe, poop in the vent

April 3, 2007

 My kids were five and six when we bought our house and we had the extended family over to see it.  The adults were eating and inspecting the closets while the kids played in Reagan’s room.  After a while I went to check on them.  The room smelled strangely like doody.  When asked about the smell,  the good actors looked angelic, the bad actors looked shifty.  Finally, Reagan spoke up and said “Mommy, we were playing tic-tac-toe and we decided that whoever won got to poop in the vent.”  “Got to” as in “I got to go on a vacation last week,” not “got to” as in “had to”…. this was the PRIZE! With the winner being my son Taylor, who, by the way, is still a great tic-tac-toe player.

This is not Taylor’s only “defecating in unfortunate places” story and will someday make a great humorous wedding toast… oh, but how to connect it to marriage? “Taylor is like the X and ______ is his perfect O, together they make a fabulous game of tic-tac-toe… I’m sure they’ll both win, and if they do, the prize will be a chance to poo?”  Hmmm… I’ll have to keep working on it.