Archive for October, 2008

I Want My Two Dollars!

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Lena and Liberty start a paper route today. Now maybe they can buy their own damn food and gas. Kidding! I know they would choose to buy video games and starve to death, clinging to the warm screen of the DS.

Anyway, we’re terribly busy because we all have jobs now, except Maya who is very quickly learning to read so she can get a job. She’s sitting on my lap as I type this and she just said, “Why does it say ‘Maya’? And why does it say ‘job’? I’m glad I didn’t type effin’ job or something like that. I’d hate for the first sentence she ever reads on my blog to contain profanity. (I wouldn’t really mind that, but I felt I needed to say that for that part of my audience which is comprised of good mothers.)

Um, anyway, yeah jobs. And we’re going to Michigan this weekend so the girls can trick-or-treat with their cousin so I have to make sure there are things to pack and stuff. Lena, Liberty, and Riley are all going to be characters from the Naruto books. (I gotta get this kid off my lap, she just said told Lena and Liberty, “Mom typed your name on the computer!”) And Maya is going to be a princess/cheerleader.

I’m kind of glad that we’ll be spending the last weekend before the election in Michigan. Hopefully, I’ll be able to pretend there is no election coming up, which will enable me to sleep the sleep of the non-swing-state citizen. We have election stuff to do on Monday when we get back, though. I did phone banking a few days ago again only this time we were calling democrats who have absentee ballots and telling them to mail the suckers in. It was way more fun than last week because everybody was all, GOBAMA! and stuff.

Ok, that’s all I got. It’s time for laundry now.

And just in case you don’t know what my title is talking about, here’s a video for you. Ok bye.

Just Because I Haven’t Seen It in a While

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And because it’s Sunday and watching this video is just like going to church. I mean, if you go to church to worship the antichrist. Haha just kidding. He’s totally not the antichrist. Probably. (I’m talking about Will.I.Am, not Obama).

It’s Saturday.

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Watch this. “Wassup” 8 years later:

(Thanks Terreece.)

Sprout Soup Made My Ovaries Quiver

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Maya has a new review up over at Kids Know Stuff. And, if you’re into that kind of thing, there’s a free printable Sudoku-like puzzle for the little ones. Or for big ones who have trouble with that sort of thing. Like me. It gave me a surge of pride when I completed the puzzle after a few tries on my first try. Print one out for yourself and your kid and you could race and then gloat because you won. Unless you’re me and you’re racing against Maya. She’s smarter than I am. It hurts.

Last night, we checked out the new Sprout Soup mother, baby, and child store. It gave me baby lust. Well, baby product lust, anyway. The slings, the diapers, the baby leg warmers. *sigh* It all makes me want to start over with a brand-new, fresh, un-ruined baby. Especially the baby leg warmers. If you are having a baby and I am obligated to buy you a gift, it will be baby leg warmers. And don’t tell Maya, but I’ve got my eye on the Wooden Spinny Speller for a stocking stuffer for her. Actually, I think she might outgrow 3-letter words by Christmas. Maybe I’ll go get it today. I don’t want the last baby to outgrow Sprout Soup before I have a chance to buy up the joint. They also have some cool stuff from Baying Hound, another local entrepreneur. Local! And for those of you who aren’t local, don’t buy local! That’s silly. You’re not helping anybody when you buy local. You could just buy from the sites that are local to me.

Bad Music. Good Christians.

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ETA: By good I mean, well, a decent enough Christian. Mostly, though, it’s cool Muslims in the video (why are they at a McCain rally? I don’t know. Free country, I guess). I wrote the title like that because I’m always all down on the Xtians (they hate when you put an “X” there. They hate it when you do it to XMas, too, because what if Jesus is that small that it makes him go away when you abbreviate the Christ out of everything?) and I thought you’d be surprised that I used the words “good” and “Christian” together. Surprise!

Maya watches the Mr. Roboto video more times per day than necessary. And she sings along. I blame my brother. Maybe he didn’t introduce her to Styx, but some of our shared (obviously mutant) genes must have been lying dormant within me and I inadvertently passed them on to my precious baby. Too bad there’s not a pre-natal screen for that. At least we would have been prepared and we could’ve tried to keep the gene from becoming active. My theory is that Maya’s mutant Styx gene would have remained dormant if she hadn’t been next to me listening to her uncle’s voice on the phone the other day. Obviously, it’s an auditorily-activated gene. Sick.

In other news, more of this needs to happen:
Muslim McCain Fans Confront Intolerance at Rally

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