Too Good To Be Left Unsaid

Out of the blue, the Cheeseburger asked me a question today.

"Do you wear contacts Heather?"

Hulloooo...Lady Looney spent a very vocal hour searching for contact solution for me last Thursday. You were there! "Yup, I do."

"Are they better than glasses?"

"Not for me. I can't see as well, but I don't like wearing glasses. I've been wearing contacts since I was 16."

"Oh. Do they make them with bifocals?"

"Nooo...I don't think they can do that."

"Oh. Do they make them so they turn dark in the sunlight? Like those glasses that turn dark...what are they called. Transition glasses?"

Ummm....really?

"No, I don't think they make them that way."

"Oh. Huh. Maybe I'll get me a pair. If they make them with bifocals."

Hi Mom!

I know Mother's Day was yesterday, but since when have I been on the ball for anything? Especially lately... But I'm not going to let a little lateness keep me from my Mom Appreciation!

My mom once gave me the best piece of advice I've ever received. "Heather," she said, "if you don't like something about yourself, change it. You're the only one who can." It's excellent advice, and I think of it often. But...it's not the easiest thing to do. Fortunately there's almost no limit to attempts at self-improvement.

My mom makes horrible crock pot oatmeal.

But she makes rockin' hot fudge pudding cake.

My mom taught me to sing with abandon, and to be content with what we had.

She taught me how to love selflessly.

Overall, she's pretty dang great.

Cupcakes, A Picnic at the Zoo and Lips of Blue

Chloe celebrated her 7th (and Magic!) birthday on Friday. Paul brought Chloe seven red roses at school, and we rounded out her birthday evening with cupcakes and gifts from Grandma Max!

 

 Uncle Ray treated us to a family afternoon! We all made our way to the zoo, enjoyed a picnic lunch on the grass, wore ourselves out looking at and making fun of animals (and each other), and capped the day off with a birthday party in the park!

Here is our day, in no particular order:

First things first...let's eat!

Cousins! 

Making a plan...kinda.

First up...Penguins! (Also, the only animal pic cuz I'm a terrible wildlife photographer. For animal pics, see Tiffany's post here) 

Fun with Dad

Thanks for the carousel ride, Uncle Ray! 

Happy Birthday, Chloe, Nicholas and Eli--all May babies! 

The Teenagers

 I think Nicholas has a future in soccer.

Thanks for the sports equipment, Uncle Bear & Aunt Tiffany! 

And thank you for a great day at the zoo, Uncle Ray! 

Boys... 

In hindsight, cupcakes with dark blue frosting might not have been the best idea.

Wiped out! 

Wordless Wednesday--Super Classy Edition

One More Thought for Monday

Yeah, I probably should have gathered my thoughts today before I started posting randomly. But you'll survive.

My next thought is...

Paul and I went to see the new Nightmare On Elm Street last night. It was terrible. And I'm thinking Iggy Pop probably could have played the role of Freddy Kreuger.

Ick.

The Pet Mortality Rate At My House Is A Little High

Apparently, and this is news to me-- fake fish die quicker than real ones! I'm quite disappointed. I only neglected them for two days...

Kerry, maybe you need to come do a pet intervention at our house. I think the python is probably hungry, too. I always forget he's back there, poor Sister.

Good thing Paul takes care of his cats...

Good Food Gone Bad

Lady Looney does not keep food longer than three days. "Really?" I clarify. "Only three days?"

"It's no good past three days."

"Nothing is good? What about jam?"

"Nope, three days."

"Ketchup and mustard?"

"Those keep longer cuz they have vinegar in 'em."

"But everything else is only good for three days? Wow."

At this point, I am thoroughly annoyed and don't want to talk any more. I would have eaten the teriyaki that she threw away because it had been in the fridge since Friday. Untouched teriyaki chicken. It was just shy of three days old.

I'm glad she gets paid enough to throw away three day old jars of jam.

I'm mourning the chicken a little bit.
No, actually, I'm mourning the teriyaki sauce.

Three days!?!?