Month: July 2004

Natalie did Best of Picklejuice post and I’m still laughing out loud.

For obvious reasons, when MyYahoo told me there was a local story about a six year old being accidently (as opposed to…) killed by a dumptruck, I wanted to read the story. I have a six year old. I run the Big DumpTruck website.

Every time I clicked on the link on the Yahoo page, which was supposed to take me to a story on the BostonChannel.com, I’d get an error that the story didn’t exist. And directly at the Boston Channel, there was no story.

The link was still on Yahoo this morning, same error.

Now the link is gone, and I still can’t find anything about a six year old being [accidently] killed by a dumptruck. Did it happen or not? I mean, I hope not, but what’s the deal with pulling stories from the news feeds?

Yesterday was pap smear day. I should have treated myself to a sundae or something after. Not only did I have that to look forward to all day, when I got there they told me it was time for my tetanus shot. Oh yea. Anything else we could do today to make it a three-fer? Maybe I could have arranged for some dental work.

I did stop at Staples and spend way too much money. But…but…they had Slinky(r) Brand sticky notes! So I have a cool little pad of sticky notes that look like that bunting you put up for baby showers. I mean, does it get any more exciting than that?

Look, I’m not going to complain about one of the three days of the three day weekend being dark and drizzly. I’m not like that. I used some of the day productively, and the rest of it I wasted playing Neopets.

Junior and I cleaned out his bookcase of all the books he’s outgrown and/or doesn’t like. There were quit a few, and no, nothing went into the yard sale box that *I* wanted to keep. Well, actually one went in there that I’ll probably fish out before I bring it to my mom’s house for the yard sale. I think I’ll keep it for my future grandchildren, Casey and Christopher (why yes, my son has already picked out names for my future grandchildren. He’s going to have a boy and a girl.)

Now I have to tackle my bookcases. I have kept many books on the shelves that I just will never read, or read again, and while I want to keep every book I’ve ever bought, I just don’t want the house to collapse under the weight of my bookcase. So I’ve started the discard process. But I’m going to yard sale them, so that’s not throwing them away. That’s recycling. And any that don’t sell, we can donate. I may pack some up to send to an AnySoldier address…

Mike and Ike Root Beer Float candies – I don’t particularly like them. The root beer flavor isn’t strong enough – there’s too much of a vanilla edge, which I guess is why it’s called a root bear float. I’d say don’t bother, unless you are a die-hard rootbeer fan.