Today was a distinctly unfunny day. From the burned graham cracker pie crusts to the cold I seem to have picked up, nothing went quite right. But I'm okay now. Holidays are worse in the anticipation than in the actual event. Once I'm caught up in the swing of cooking and baking, it's all almost enjoyable (aside from the high-pitched whining that emanates constantly from my offspring - think cicadas). And I took Anna to get her hair cut today, which made her like me for almost 15 whole minutes. So that's good, too.
When I wasn't in the kitchen or out currying favor with my alienated teenage daughter, I was noticing that the other bloggers I visit get way more comments than me. What's up with that, huh? I have Sitemeter, and I know you're out there. Remember when you were little, and your mother took you to see the play Peter Pan? And everyone had to clap for poor little Tinkerbell, or she'd die or something? You all didn't clap, now did you? I can tell.
Oh, well, our handyman still loves me. He actually came back today and built me a storage bench so that I can hide all the rain boots and bike helmets, instead of having them strewn attractively throughout the living room. This made me very happy. See? It doesn't take much. Also, the kids stayed occupied watching him. I hope he doesn't charge me for the babysitting, too.
Whew! Just under the wire for today - I'm still in it. NaBloPoMo, that is. The pressure, it's incredible.
Well, I love you. Seriously, I think people are packing it in for the holidays. Please send your husband here. I need some benches and stuff, and my DH has no idea how to build anything.
ReplyDeleteyou ALWAYS get more comments that I do. LOL.
ReplyDeleteYou are actually cooking something in the graham cracker pie crusts? See I just buy a box of pudding, mix it up, and dump it in the crust, LOL. Didn't know people actually cook dessert for holiday meals. (Isn't that what the freezer setion of Safeway is for? ;)
~Jennifer
sue - thanks for trying to make me feel better, but I max out at 10 comments every day, not just holidays. Good try, though. And my husband doesn't know how to build a bench, either. It's the handyman we hire who does that, and I'm hanging on to him. Find your own!
ReplyDeletejennifer - don't I wish I could do that, but my oldest is severely allergic to dairy products. So, we bake from scratch. Besides, I have to get my money's worth out of those jack-o'-lanterns.
My kids love any and all repair men who come into the house. They swarm, as do the cats. The last one here was fixing the cable, and luckily he was quite tolerant of them. The fridge repairman, too--he explained what he was doing. Unfortunately, they've now seen him twice and know him by name. We ended up buying a new fridge, so hopefully we don't see Bob for a while. (No offense to Bob; he was very nice.)
ReplyDeleteMy comments never get posted. :( But I'm out here!
ReplyDeleteI'm new from finding you in the comments at hokgardener. Hello!
ReplyDeleteLove - you must be doing something wrong when you are leaving a comment; this is the first one I've ever seen from you.
ReplyDeleteAmanda - hi!
I am here and love reading your blog.
ReplyDeleteI have to admit that I am cursed by laziness and not always (as in almost never :p) post a comment when I should. There are many excuses, but none of them very good.
I'll try to get better at leaving comments, since I always enjoy your postings,
Karen
WTF? Sometimes my comments here are longer than my posts! Sheesh!!!
ReplyDeleteClap, clap, clap!!!! (And happy Thanksgiving!)
ReplyDeleteWell I'm here! I'm thinking we should get our two teenage girls together and they could alienate each other and take some pressure off the two of us. What do you think. I might be on to something.
ReplyDeleteHave a wonderful day.
Happy Thanksgiving! I'll try to comment more. :)
ReplyDeleteI rarely get comments. Don't feel bad. LOL! YAY for a storage bench. I need one of those to store my kids in when they are being loud and bad....
ReplyDeleteBTW I am addicted to this blog now. So thanks a lot. :)
I was going to comment, I swear, but the picture of Huey Lewis distracted me. I can't stand the thought of Huey in need!
ReplyDeleteYou must not visit mine because the most I've ever gotten was 7 (I think) and some of them were from ME replying to the comments! My average is a whopping FOUR. But hey, four's better than none! LOL
ReplyDeleteglad the home-remodel is making progress...
I'm here! Have a wonderful Thanksgiving and see you soon. Kellan
ReplyDeleteOh, gee, I didn't mean to alienate the people who already do comment. Now I'll lose them, too. Serves me right.
ReplyDeletenannyogg and christine - I think you might be a tad too busy to comment. I don't see how you have time to read this blog at all.
mrs. g - I like my brother-in-law's plan better: lock her in her room until she's 18. Slide meals in under the door.
mrs. smith - yes, we can't forget about Huey.
I think you get a lot of comments, now don't be paranoid. And just so you know, I clapped really hard for Tinkerbell and truly believed I was responsible for her coming back to life. I am in Noblopomo too - I will look for you there. Happy Thanksgiving tomorrow!
ReplyDeleteHappy thanksgiving woman - life is short - eat extra pie.
ReplyDeleteSo, like if you stop reading dawn's blog, you won't notice you get way less comments :) Yea, I think I didn't clap at Tinkerbell, and I DO hate to take the wind out of your sails but just because you have a bench doesn't mean any one will actually use it. However, it's not a total wash up because you can still sweep everything into a pile and dump it into that sucker pretty quick.
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