Month: December 2003

Do you remember Calvin and Hobbes games where they would just make up rules as they played, and they both seemed like they totally understood?

Junior is doing that to us right now in the car (why yes, I’m writing this from the car!) We’ve been assigned numbers, and we have to remember our numbers because if he calls our number we have to handle the mission. But the numbers we get can be changed if someone is unavailable. Or something. Junior just said “I just got one of the levers and I got 14 points…we’re going to get 1000 points because I have speed shoes. If we get there in 50 minutes, we get another thousand points. If we get there in 60 we get a kazillion.”

I couldn’t make this up.

You can actually smell smoke if you open my wallet. It’s coming from my debit card. One good thing about not having any credit cards is that as of December 26th, I don’t have to worry about all the credit card statements showing up wrapped with shiny paper and bright ribbons. If I didn’t have the money to buy something, I didn’t. Not that I didn’t spend my fair share in an attempt to keep the economy running smooth and boost the Dow over 10,000 (please, any one of you would have done the same).

So tomorrow is “what can we wrap in front of Junior” day. Oh, and I told him it’s clean the house day because “you don’t want Santa to see our messy house, do you?”

Aaaaaeyyyyyyiiiiieeee! Oh, wait, did I say that out loud?

6 days until Christmas, folks, as Junior will likely point out when he wakes up. Two days ago he asked if he could open up my present(s) to him. “Uh, no.” Can’t fault the kid for trying.

I think what I will miss most in 7 days is the radio station going back to their regular playlist. I hate their regular playlist. But do they listen to me? No. Someday, when I rule the world, they’ll listen. They’ll all listen!

Dear Everyone Who Has Things For Me to Do, (and that includes ME):

I am but one person.

Thank you,

Jody

Okay, here are the story and the picture. Which do you want first? Okay, first the story.



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A STORY BY JUNIOR

The people bought hot chocolate before the wind grew stronger. The snow hadn’t seen the town so busy before, so it stopped! Then the sun came out. The people were happy! And then it was a very nice day.

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And here’s the picture, sent by loyal Dump reader Linda P. This is her kitty, and apparently it has staked out this location for naps. I’ll let you guys provide captions.