Author: The Jody

Someone shoot me the next time I say I’m thinking of going to BJs. Oh my goodness, is it ever easy to stock up on stuff you think you need but you really really don’t. Except for the water bottles. I love my Poland Spring sports bottles. Junior grabs one and puts it on the table and then any time he needs a drink he just uses that one. It makes him self-sufficient and it means I don’t have to worry about him knocking it over if the cap is shut, which he does very well.

But did I really need the bucket-free car washing cloths?

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Your name:	BigDumpTruck
You will die on:	Saturday, February 25, 2034
You will die of:	Caffeine Overdose
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Ya, so I did monkey with it a bit. I wanted to die well and of the three combos I put in, this one was the best way to die. Well, drive-by-shooting might be more exciting but I’d rather not. And suicide just isn’t my style, even it it wouldn’t happen for aother 23 years.

Okay, I’m writing to you from the secret lair. Well, you know, the part of the lair that has air conditioning. Junior and I took a run to a nearby ice cream place and I got a frappe and he got some funky banana flavored Icee-type drink. Gah. He doesn’t like ice cream so I go to this place because at least I can order something for him. Last time we went he got blueberry. I think the banana is better, but not by much. It’s just really not a flavor I would pick, but neither are half the flavors they have there. Kiwi? Chocolate? (Oh, ya, sign me up for a chocolate-flavored shaved-ice drink. Ya. Make it two.) I’m sure some flavors go faster than others (grape and cherry come to mind) but yeesh. 32 flavors? No thanks.

Spent all day yesterday out in the sun, and all day today in the sun, and I’ve have about enough of sweating right now. Today was worse, heat and humidity-wise. Of course yesterday I had no shame and I put on my bathing suit and got into the blow-up pool (103″x 69″ or something like that) with my son, nephew and niece. So maybe I just felt cooler. When I finally decided to dry off for good, my niece, who has me wrapped around several fingers, kept saying “Auntie! Auntie come in dee pool!” and when I told her I was all done being in the pool she just said “Okay, three minutes.” I love that kid.

Okay, so anyway, today the pool was smaller and at my moms, and I didn’t really want to climb in while my mother’s neighbors were all around, so I left it for Junior and the neighbor’s two grandsons. We came home around 4 and I forced us to go for a quick lie-down. And here we are, staring into the gaping maw of another Saturday night. If it wasn’t rated PG-13 I’d take Junior over to the Tri-Town drive-in for the 8:30 showing of the Italian Job. (T3 is on at 10:30 but neither of us would stay up for that.)

Anyway, off to turn off the sprinkler. Gotta start thinking the cool thoughts for tomorrow.

Just a great day. Can I say that and have it actually mean it sincerely? It was great. I can’t think of a thing I would have changed, other than the inflatable pool not deflating. But that was quickly replaced by a $25 special from CVS of all places, which was welcomed with open arms and a running hose.

Now I’m tired and as soon as I put this load of laundry in the dryer, I’m headed up. (I wouldn’t have done this but our suits and towels were just wrecked, and I don’t know if I’m going to be needing them when I head out pretty early tomorrow.)

Great site for you: Girls are Pretty. Wow, I’m SO loving it. I will blogroll it when I get home, but I fear she doesn’t ping weblogs, so it will always be listed at the bottom, which is stinky.

Thanks to the loverly Natalie for pointing out this one.