Monthly Archives: November 2007

woman gives birth in truck

Posted on November 30, 2007 by wendy| 3 Comments

Did you hear about this Mississippi woman?

Last week, when putting her turkey in the oven her bun in the oven decided to come out.

First of all, why was a nine-month pregnant women hauling the turkey into the oven? Where’s Uncle Jimmy? Of course, this was her fourth pregnancy, so maybe by then you are also marathon training well into the second trimester.

I just remember feeling tiredtiredtired with Kid. Hooooneeey, could you take this spoon into the kitchen for me?? I am sooooooo tired.

Second, this reminds me of a friend’s friend who also delivered in a truck (this gives new meaning to “delivery truck,” eh?). Now, she can’t bear to part with the truck. And her child is ten.

I think perhaps it’s not a strong selling point for sale of that particular vehicle.

“Roomy? I’d say so! Why, I delivered my baby in that front seat right there! No. I had the baby! Right there!…..Okay, well, you have our number!”

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Learn-A-Word Wednesday: bug·bear /buhg-bair/

Posted on November 28, 2007 by wendy| Comments Off

noun
1. any source, real or imaginary, of needless fright or fear.
2. a persistent problem or source of annoyance.
3. Folklore. a goblin that eats up naughty children.

[Origin: 1570–80; bug2 + bear2]

Here’s one I don’t remember being on the SAT verbal section. You know what’s a bugbear for me right now?

Christmas shopping. Yep. Fear, annoyance, anxiety, you name it. A real bugbear (is that an oxymoron?).

You guys got any bugbears sniffing around you?

[Hey! If you want to join the L.A.W. Wednesday, write your post and link to it here. New words, old word, particularly relevant words right now, whatever tickles your verbal fancy!]

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Saws recalled due to laceration hazard!

Posted on November 27, 2007 by wendy| Comments Off

NEWS from CPSC
U.S. Consumer Product Safety Commission
Office of Information and Public Affairs Washington, DC 20207

FOR IMMEDIATE RELEASE
November 27, 2007
Release #08-100

Firm’s Recall Hotline: (800) 689-9928
CPSC Recall Hotline: (800) 638-2772
CPSC Media Contact: (301) 504-7908

Miter Saws Recalled by WMH Tool Group Due to Laceration Hazard

WASHINGTON, D.C. – The U.S. Consumer Product Safety Commission, in cooperation with the firm named below, today announced a voluntary recall of the following consumer product. Consumers should stop using recalled products immediately unless otherwise instructed.

Name of Product: Performax and Wilton 10″ Sliding Miter Saws

I’m really not going to become a Products Recall blog even though I wrote about those burning candles, but I felt that the American public (or the world, for that matter–hi Calgary!) should be made aware of this debacle.

(And yes, there is more to this recall, but it’s not amusing, so I’m not including it. Look it up yourself if you really need to know.)

Now, don’t go freaking out and run into the street, flailing arms, screaming to the high heavens, especially if your saw is still plugged in.

Just calm down, take a deep breath, and try to remember:

Saws Dangerous. Saws Cut.

Remember, the finger you save could be your own.

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Dog eats. . . .

Posted on November 27, 2007 by wendy| 1 Comment

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Yes, that is Waldorf Salad.

She has branched out from cake, blueberry muffins and snowmen. Now, LTK has added a little roughage and fruit.

A neighbor had brought her delicious version of the salad and left it outside in the cool air prior to our Thanksgiving meal.

Guess who also was outside?

Not for all that long. Just long enough to lick off all the top layer of whipped cream and an inch or two (okay, maybe three) of the underlying salad.

DH scrambled to cover up the big slurp and reshaped the salad for its dinner presentation, only to hear the cook at the buffet table say, “What happened to my salad??” Luckily, the line of hungry natives pressed forward to stifle her further investigation.

DH clued me in at bedtime. Our little secret. Don’t tell anyone.

The salad still tasted good.

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packing: I do it myself

Posted on November 25, 2007 by wendy| Comments Off

This was Kid’s proclamation prior to our little 4-day Thanksgiving weekend trip to Grandpa’s house. She’s 4. I said, “okay, here’s your bag.”

She packed her essentials.

By essentials, I mean, a Pocahontas dress, three skirts (no shirts), four nightgowns, one swimsuit (two sizes too small) and six dresses ranging in season from Spring to Summer.

Hey, it kept her busy for a good five minutes. Which means five minutes of no one sitting on me, pulling on me, or yelling at me from the bathroom.

After all this freedom of packing, she dragged it down the hallway, pulling up the rug, and crashing into the wall a few times. Then she declared her gift to us: we carry it, the duffel bag that foreshadowed our pants after our Thanksgiving meal.

You may think this overpacking was ridiculous and she’d never in a million years wear it all, but you did not see the oh-so-excited girl upon arrival. In that first 30 minutes, her outfit changes rivaled Cher at the Mirage.

It didn’t have a mirror ball or headdresses, but Kid’s show provided encores and was free.

At that moment, I understood our role: roadies.

Only without the pot and the desperate, begging fans.

Is it too late to establish a union?

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Learn-A-Word Wednesday: woolgathering \WOOL-gath-(uh)-ring\

Posted on November 21, 2007 by wendy| 2 Comments

noun:

Indulgence in idle daydreaming.

It would be easy to slip off into woolgathering and miss a deadline.
– Jeraldine Saunders, Washington Post, March 4, 2004

Woolgathering derives from the literal sense, “gathering fragments of wool.”

Good word, eh? I imagine someone leisurely wandering green hillsides. A breeze blows as they casually stoop over every now and then to collect small clusters of beige wool.

Maybe there’s something special about wool. Studies have shown that knitting slows and alters your brain waves, similar to meditation.

Here’s hoping we all get time for woolgathering in the midst of holiday season chaos.

And, NO, picking up clumps of fur in your living room does NOT count. That’s “housekeeping,” not “woolgathering” — even if you have a sheep for a pet (in my opinion).

Repeat after me, “Baaaaaaaaaaa.”

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pssst!

Posted on November 20, 2007 by wendy| 2 Comments

dsc_0364.JPGGuess what?
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Yet again, I have proof a holiday is near:

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I am happy to report we had no pumpkin filling incident this year.

And no turdukin looms on the horizon either! (that I’ve been informed of, anyway…)

Have I mentioned I love my pecan pie?

There’s drool on my keyboard. ‘Scuse me.

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