Larry and I decided to take an evening walk around our neighborhood, eating some popsicles that I stole from the kids. Actually, I came up with the plan, because I am a fun person who hasn't forgotten how to enjoy the little things in life; and Larry good-naturedly went along with it. A slight drizzle started as we stepped out the door; by the time we were down the block, the drizzle had turned into a downpour, complete with thunder and distant flashes of lightning, causing us to hie homeward with our dissolving popsicles. Halfway back, I noticed a dry spot on the sidewalk under a big oak tree. "Hey!" I said. "Let's just stand under here and eat our popsicles and watch the rain!" (See? I'm fun. Romantic, even...)
"Here?" Larry said. "Next to this very large tree in a lightning storm?"
"Yeah, why not? It's dry here."
A slight pause. Then, from Larry, "You know, I'm beginning to see how natural selection works."
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Wednesday, July 02, 2008
Saturday, November 24, 2007
I'm Dreaming of a Fat Christmas
Surprisingly, Larry did not attempt any home improvement projects today. Instead, he took the youngest four to our town's holiday parade, despite frigid temperatures and a biting wind. A good time was had by all. Well, at least by the kids. And we ate turkey. And apple pie. And stuffing. And I wanted vanilla ice cream again, but no one got me any.
Last night I dreamed that I suddenly realized I had gained 80 pounds (which is a fairly significant weight gain for a person under 5 feet tall, let me add). Larry was saying, "I told you you were eating too much." And I kept insisting, "It can't be. My jeans still snap shut."
Do guys have dreams like that? I don't think so.
I made Larry read the Best Buy circular today, just to get him up to speed on what's current in the electronic world. Why? Because when I mentioned that the hot present for this Christmas is Wii (and please raise your hands if you remember when the hot presents were Cabbage Patch Dolls, and people were clubbing each other over the head to get their hands on one) - anyway, when I told him this fact, he looked puzzled; so I asked him if he knew what Wii is, and he said, rather desperately,"Um, that new version of Atari?"
Atari - sort of cute, isn't it? In a totally clueless sort of way? And he thinks I'm out of it.
It's my bedtime. I need to go out tomorrow and find some cheap toys that aren't made in China. Although I could just buy the cheap Chinese ones and tell the kids not to put them in their mouths. Sort of a Darwinian, survival-of-the-fittest experiment, you know?
Last night I dreamed that I suddenly realized I had gained 80 pounds (which is a fairly significant weight gain for a person under 5 feet tall, let me add). Larry was saying, "I told you you were eating too much." And I kept insisting, "It can't be. My jeans still snap shut."
Do guys have dreams like that? I don't think so.
I made Larry read the Best Buy circular today, just to get him up to speed on what's current in the electronic world. Why? Because when I mentioned that the hot present for this Christmas is Wii (and please raise your hands if you remember when the hot presents were Cabbage Patch Dolls, and people were clubbing each other over the head to get their hands on one) - anyway, when I told him this fact, he looked puzzled; so I asked him if he knew what Wii is, and he said, rather desperately,"Um, that new version of Atari?"
Atari - sort of cute, isn't it? In a totally clueless sort of way? And he thinks I'm out of it.
It's my bedtime. I need to go out tomorrow and find some cheap toys that aren't made in China. Although I could just buy the cheap Chinese ones and tell the kids not to put them in their mouths. Sort of a Darwinian, survival-of-the-fittest experiment, you know?
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