Month: January 2005

My step-son spent the weekend with us, and while we waited for breakfast this morning, he played with one of those little pocket Etch-a-Sketches. And did an AMAZING job on a castle. We made everyone who works at “Sam’s” come and admire his work…I’m telling you, I can barely draw a straight line on an Etch-A-Sketch…

Look at the bricks! And the little flags on the turrets!

Just as a heads up, I have disabled commenting on posts older than December 2004. Because I made this change manually, there is a chance I’ll accidently republish those files and commenting will be turned back on. I just got sick of the spam comments…between 11pm last night and 8am this morning about 60 spam comments were posted to archive pages. I get emailed a copy of each comment posted, so you can imagine my joy at not only dealing with it in the comments file, but also in my e-mail. So I apologize to you new Dump readers who may want to comment on an old post, but I just have to try to figure out how to shut these jerks down without having to change the software I’m using.

Did you ever find something in your underwear drawer that you don’t remember buying, or receiving as a gift? Probably not, right? Unless you are known for getting stinking drunk and then hitting the JC Penny white sale, you are pretty familiar with your underwear.

I found a thong in my underwear drawer. Granted, it’s way in the back, and is a size smaller than I usually wear, but I don’t remember buying a thong, because I have no interest in wearing one. The Amazing Bob, my BIL, told me (while I was thumbing through a Victoria’s Secret catelog) that no butt looks bad in a thong.

I’m not going to take a picture to get your take on this one, but I think I heard it yelling “Help! Help! Get me out of here!”

So back in the drawer it went. And we shall not speak of it again.

I forgot to talk about the pen and ink set Mr. Dump gave me for Christmas. Well, I was there and picked it out a few weeks prior to Christmas and then he got it for me, so I knew I was getting it, but still….

Here is a link to picture of the set (and a link for buying it…the price listed is a little less than it was at the Higgins Armory Museum gift shop. But if you can get to Higgins, you should.)

http://tradingstories.com/4inkbottlekit.html

Man, use the navigation on that page to check out the other stuff they have for sale. As a writer, I was absolutely drooling.

Oh, so getting back to the pen…it’s really a brilliant design. You dip the entire tip into the ink and the grooves actually control the flow so you can get 1/3 to 1/2 a page written before you need to re-dip. I was actually impressed. I was also very nervous having an open bottle of ink on the table with a kid around, but sometimes you have to take risks, right? So big thumbs up to the 19th century Venetians who came up with this pen style.

I was going to put a photo of baby Junior up next to Current Junior but I realized that I’d have to scan in a baby picture (I think) and man, do I really want to track down the scanner right now, hook it up, and all that stuff, just to put something cute up here?

What, you think you’re worth that?

Oh.

The other day I realized how much more open I am with him than my parents ever were with me. I don’t think that’s bad, by the way. It also helps to have a younger female cousin, to hear words like “gina” (long i). I have this amazing bit of tape from Orlando where he and my niece were sitting in a double stroller talking, and I put the camera down to there level so I was recording without them noticing, and I got the following conversation:

Her: Bagina

Him: Lasagna?

Her: BAGINA!

Anyway, I was doing that “Oh, seven years ago this week we went to the Doctor on the 5th and he said “come back at 5pm and I’ll get you started (he broke my water – I was due on the 7th and walking around 5cm dilated, so I was pretty ready). At this point, Junior starts to ask a question and I realize I’ve opened the “where do babies come from” Pandora’s box, but actually, I have no problem explaining it to him, up to a point. Except his question was “How does the baby get out of your mouth?”

Uh oh. I can’t have him thinking that, so long story short, he knows that girls have a special place that boys don’t, that babies come out of. Remind me to not take THAT subject up again without preparing charts and graphs, ‘kay?

Let’s see, in weather news, yes, it’s gross out. It snowed for 12 hours, and now the freezing rain is starting. I never know how to deal with this kind of storm. Is it better to get the snow all up before the freezing rain starts, or is it better to have the freezing rain have a layer of snow under it? Well, I did the whole driveway once, but since then, at least another 2 inches of snow fell and I was going to go take care of that after lunch, but now that the rain has started, I don’t know if I should. Thoughts?

Welcome new local reader Cherie, who gets the Reader of the Week award for telling me it’s going to get up to the fifties next week. See people, that’s all you need to do – tell me good news like that. Or send me gifts. Or cash. It’s all so simple.