I walked by a homeless guy the other day who was sitting on the sidewalk with his hand out saying in a very loud voice "Change!!"
I still don't know if he was:
a) asking me for money,
b) imploring the weather gods to stop the rain, or
c) wanting me to re-examine my life.
Thursday, April 19, 2007
Monday, April 16, 2007
Grey hair number 506 & 507
The boy child is at it again. I am not even 40 and my hair is turning greyer by the day.
Scene #1:
I poke my head into the bathroom (which I am in earshot of at all times) and see the kid playing in the tub with his little bath toys. So sweet.
I poke my head into the bathroom two seconds later and the kid is now in the bathtub with two plants and a tub full of dirt/soil.
Sigh.
Scene #2:
We are busying ourselves for the grand 4-year-old birthday party extravaganza. Suddenly, we notice boy child is missing and/or very quiet. This is never a good sign.
L goes to find him only to discover him and the poor, beleagured cat in the back closet covered in pink paint. Let me just say, I was locked in the bathroom for 20 minutes with said cat trying to remove the paint from his fur. Not a pretty picture.
Heavy sigh.
Scene #1:
I poke my head into the bathroom (which I am in earshot of at all times) and see the kid playing in the tub with his little bath toys. So sweet.
I poke my head into the bathroom two seconds later and the kid is now in the bathtub with two plants and a tub full of dirt/soil.
Sigh.
Scene #2:
We are busying ourselves for the grand 4-year-old birthday party extravaganza. Suddenly, we notice boy child is missing and/or very quiet. This is never a good sign.
L goes to find him only to discover him and the poor, beleagured cat in the back closet covered in pink paint. Let me just say, I was locked in the bathroom for 20 minutes with said cat trying to remove the paint from his fur. Not a pretty picture.
Heavy sigh.
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