My uncle writes for a cyclocross blog entitled Frites en Mayo. I came across his review for a hair removal product today and laughed out loud. A lot. In my cubicle.
When an entry starts out like this, you know you’re in for a good laugh:
So…… Last week I was on the germ tube to Rome………. Rome, New York. The carrier my lovely company had chosen for me offered TV via a massive 5-inch visual display bolted into the seat that was thrust to 18 inches in front of my grill after the seat evidently just HAD to be reclined by the individual in front of me.
Uncle, you are funny. As though you didn’t know that already.
Well, the mishaps weren’t that bad, but I did manage to singe the hair on my fingers when I put the pan of oatmeal on the stove for Keenan’s breakfast. There is nothing quite so pungent as the smell of singed hair in the morning.
I also flipped my bread with almond butter and honey upside down on the counter. That was a sticky mess.
I blame it on the lack of coffee.
This morning, Keenan has run through every possible emotion known to man. In the space of five minutes. He’s gone from elation to dejection to anger to worry…then back to bouncing off the walls with excitement.
Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!! This child is more moody than I am….
And also he’s been running, hitting the couch so that his head fits in the crease between the seat and the back, and then flipping himself upside down.
We have a birthday party to go to today and that is part of the excitement. He’s also excited and completely anxious about his own party next week (next week?!?!?). Today’s party cannot come soon enough. I am so ready.
Seriously.
And also, I did the whole bag and tissue paper thing in order somehow disguise a book of nursery rhymes for the birthday girl.
Alas, I am not Martha Stewart, but it will do. I found really cool tissue paper with stars that have glitter on them and the colors match, so that’s something. Besides, I think the world only needs one Martha (no offense).
*sigh*
I think I may leave the house early to go get Keenan some omega-3 vitamins. Oh my stars and garters, I need some serious patience today.
I remember skipping down to the barn, singing this song when I was a kid. It’s still one of my favorites 
Let’s talk about how we eat candy. When I eat candy like Skittles, Reese’s Pieces, Jelly Bellies, M&M’s, or Smarties, I separate them out by color and then eat one piece, one color at a time. Each color tastes different, even the Reese’s Pieces and the M&M’s. Oh, yes, they do.
Now, when I eat a Reese’s cup, which is my absolute favorite, by the way, I have a procedure. Once I take it out of the wrapper, I turn it upside down, and then I bite the chocolate ridges off the sides. That leaves the peanut buttery goodness for last and I eat that by taking small bites and letting each one sit on my tongue until it dissolves.
How do you eat your candy?
Did you know that in ancient times, people believed that your soul left your body when you sneezed, and that evil spirits could then enter your body? Blessing the sneezer was supposed to prevent evil spirit entry.
You can read more amusing sneeze facts here.
