but learned again this week:
- If I let the child mix the colors, the cupcakes will have dusky purple frosting and his fingertips will be blue and red for several days.
- If we get to Pump It Up right when it opens, the little boy will actually tire out and want to go before they make us leave.
- It’s fun to make popcorn with your kid.
- No matter how many fights I have with our insurance companies, there is always someone dear to me who is fighting harder and getting less.
- I am not social with strangers.
- Despite my best efforts, my default demeanor, facial expression, and/or assumed disposition are NOT sunny and welcoming.
- I have the best two brothers in the entire world.
- I want my mom to let me choose her next dog.
- I love to read good books. Kindred has surprised me. It’s not what I expected. I know the minute I finish the last page, I will seek out Butler’s other works.
- I don’t like reading dust jackets or forewords or authors’ notes until I finish a book. I go in blind, and either I’m engaged or I’m not.
- It’s not possible to find the right loaf pan for my pumpkin bread recipe.
- Our dishwasher is dying.
- My son always leaves his fast food toys at the restaurant. On purpose.
- If I find a beauty product that I like, they will stop making it or at least stop carrying it anywhere that doesn’t charge $5.00 for shipping. This goes for cheese too…sigh…Vons hasn’t stocked the Saga classic blue brie since I raved about it to my facebook friends. And Leerdammer…best cheese ever…I don’t know where to get it locally either.
- I go through thirft store withdrawals if I don’t get to one of them every few weeks.
- My oldest cat doesn’t see as well as she used to. Yes, Poupon, that’s a cat treat on the floor in front of you.
- The little boy really never tires of his Legos.
- I really hate carpet next to sinks and showers. Gross.
- Our cats shed enough fur to make another cat.
- I don’t want another cat. Especially not a fake one crafted from fur off the others.
- The words “vacation” and “break” can be defined as a period of time in which mothers are required to work harder.
- Everything really does seem better when you already know when your next chocolate is happening. 🙂