Tuesday, July 28, 2009
Monday, July 27, 2009
Friday, July 24, 2009
Pesto. It's not a person.
"Oh, is that like a rat poison or something?"
Whaaa?? Definitely laughed out loud in his face because I thought he was making a funny. Turns out he was dead (like the rodent that ate the pesto) serious.
Thursday, July 23, 2009
Really. Try it.
I guarantee you will look as uncoordinated as you feel.
I only attempted it because I thought we wouldn't make it to the library before it closed at 6. Come to find out we made it in plenty of time since it doesn't close until 7. Argh.
Wednesday, July 15, 2009
E, just had a baby and hubs looking for a job.
To summarize: ALL busy and ALL on insanely tight budgets. (I know, I know, who isn't?)
But the point is that Rainbow Reunion 2009 is happening!
And then one roomie called last night. Running a temperature of 101.8. Yuck. But never fear - she is still coming. That's dedication, folks. Oddly enough, now I've got this cold/sore throat/headache thing. I will do whatever it takes to get rid of this. So for the next few days you will find me permanently attached to the neti pot, and when I'm not pouring salt water through my nostril, I'll probably be gargling. Fun times, fun times.
Saturday, July 11, 2009
We've been listening to Mickey's Top 40 Hits (borrowed from the library). You know, the songs all American children know, like Take Me Out to the Ballgame, B-I-N-G-O, Mary Had a Little Lamb, Do Your Ears Hang Low?, etc. (Chet's first comment was, "Why does it sound so goofy?" Um, that would be because it is Goofy. Duh.)
My personal favorite has got to be My Darlin' Clementine. Especially when Sharks busts it out randomly or when he says, "Hey, Mommy darling."
But I'll be you didn't know that the song is about a poor dude who loved Clementine and made her a pair of shoes, only to be shown up by a travelling salesman who gave her two new pairs. Who do you think she chose, that silly Clementine? You guessed it. She ran off with the salesman, and left the poor heartbroken other guy to sing songs about her size nine feet. Seriously.
At least that's the Mickey Mouse version. I just read here that the song is actually about a distraught guy who lost his love in a drowning accident. And then consoles himself by kissing her little sister. I think I prefer the version with the shoes.
Thursday, July 9, 2009
(So no one noticed the little ring bearer who didn't make it down the aisle only to make a beeline for "Uncle Nate" right after the bride got to the altar).
Ashley walked down the aisle to "How Deep the Father's Love For Us." And yes, I cried a little.
So, ever since 2 weeks ago, we have been a little lacking in the internet department. Hence the lack of blogging activity. Oh, and my brother got married. (More on that later).
Hopefully I will figure out a way to continue to blog, though it may be more sporadic than I'd like. Or it may be nothing for a long while and then BOOM! you are stunned by all the blogging from Mama Hutch. For now, though, there's always the library (yes, all you strangers, I do see you sideways glancing at my computer screen) or my parents' house (Mom. I know you are standing behind me.) Or maybe I will just go over to our new neighbor and tell him that I will make him cookies if he will let me use his wireless internet.