Fashion Resolution

I am pleased to report that I am 1 for 1 in my New Year’s Fashion Resolution:  to not accidentally wear my shirt either backwards or inside out (or both).

Baby steps.
 
 
 

(Yes, I’m wearing pearls with my Wonder Woman shirt.  What of it?)

A Slightly Off Color Exchange

So yesterday, while I snarfed a hasty lunch between experiments, Noodles asked me if I knew why there were only 200,000 Mexican soldiers at the Alamo…
 
Oof, old, old joke that.  I must have heard every Mexican joke ever conceived.  It’s one of the prices you pay to marrying into a Hispanic family.  (Along with gaining 5 lbs. per visit and being told that they miss us and we don’t visit them enough when we call to let them know me made it home safely.  Anyway…)  We chuckled over the various punch lines (that’s all they could fit in the Suburban, they only had one station wagon), and I dash off back to the bench.
 
But the real punch line came this morning.
 
Himself and I were chatting over our extremely early cups of coffee.  I told him Noodles’ joke, (Himself’s version of the punch line is that they only had two pickup trucks), and how Noodles seemed a little disappointed that I was already familiar it, but I probably know every Mexican joke known to man…
 
“Know them?  Babe, you’ve lived them.”
 
That’s my epitaph right there.  Someone compose it into a limerick and carve it on my tombstone.

This lunchtime conversation is pretty typical around here…

From a brainstorming session for GeekBaby’s 3rd birthday party:

Me: Oh, I know! We should get an Ewok piñata for the party! (The party is Star Wars themed.)

Mike: How would we go about doing that?

Me: No idea. But can you think of anything else from Star Wars people would like to beat with sticks?

Mike: Jar Jar.

Me: I don’t acknowledge the prequel series as canon.

Mike: That’s a little harsh, don’t you think?

Me: it isn’t harsh enough!

Mike: peals of laughter from upstairs while he resets the router

The Texan Decorating Method

Before we were distracted by GeekBaby’s accident (which is healing nicely) we were having a nice quiet little 4th of July party. We even decorated!

Yes, I know, classy.

A Brief Moment

My sister tried to put GeekBaby on the couch next to me, and he cried out, “No! No! Mommy’s evil!”

So I stretched out my foot and toe-pinched his tummy. GeekBaby yelled, and I quote:

“See, you ARE evil!”

…

He’s on to me.