Monthly Archives: May 2008

it’s official: we’re White Trash

Move over White Trash Mom (but congrats on the book!), cuz I betcha don’t have THIS in your front yard!

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It’s been there a little while, the potty. We have a slow, DIY bathroom remodel going on. The master bath. It’s not getting any bigger (rats), but slightly newer, after we had to check for rot by ripping out the entire shower (there was none).

At dinner, I say to the Hubs, “Maybe I can use it as a planter. Put some dirt and a flower in it?” (oh, yes, that will get him moving this thing to the DUMP!)

Between bites of his smoked rib roast, he says, “Well….it’d have good drainage.”

That’s us, beautifying Bainbridge Island, one eyesore at a time…..

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Learn-A-Word Wednesday: cavil \KAV-uhl\

intransitive verb:

1. To raise trivial or frivolous objections; to find fault without good reason.
2. To raise trivial objections to.
3. A trivial or frivolous objection.

Cavil comes from Latin cavillari, “to jeer, to quibble,” from cavilla, “scoffing.”

This might be me cavilling….

Our little island is known for a few things, greenery in the form of trees and bills, but lots of good restaurants….not so much. We’re even on an island and have NO actual seafood place.

So I should have expected this. I was tired, he had been working, and we ordered take-out last night. Pizza and chopped salad.

The pizza was OK. Kinda cold and stiff. Not great, but not BAD, per se.

The salad, however, was NOT CHOPPED. WHY put a salad on the menu with the name “chopped salad” and then have pieces of lettuce big enough for making wraps? Big enough to cover my Kid’s head?!

We wondered if it was a typo, and they meant to say “unchopped salad.”

People, chop the frickin’ lettuce. Is this so hard?

And what, besides lettuce was included in the salad, you ask. Wellllll, not much. A few walnuts and a few small, flat squares of cheese and salami. That’s it. No other veggies, no diced items of any kind. For $7, wouldn’t you expect a little more for a chopped salad? I’m picturing olives, salami, cheese, peppers, maybe even, oh gosh, celery or cucumbers or sumthang crazy like that.

At this rate, I’ll be COOKING dinner every night when the alternative is just so SAD. We’ll have taco Monday, taco Tuesday, taco Thursday with a day of leftover tacos tossed in.

Which, finally, brings me to the ongoing debate of this household: tip or not tip for take-out??

If you know me, you know I’m cheap, so guess where I come out on it? How about you?

Do you tip or not tip?

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Monty Python’s Birthing Sketch

For Make Me Laugh Monday, hosted by Absolutely Bananas, here is Monty Python’s Birthing Sketch.

I just love these guys. We used to watch MP’s Flying Circus on PBS every Sunday night when I was in junior high.

I saw part of this scene recently in Ricki Lake’s the Business of Being Born, and it reminded me what geniuses they are.

Who knew 20 years after I originally saw this in the Meaning of Life in 1983, I’d had a similar birthing experience at Seattle’s Swedish Hospital. Although the machine that went “PING!” must have been on mute.

Funny, cutting and smart, this clip. Enjoy.

And remember, moms, you’re just not qualified! :)

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is it hot enough for you? take my weather survey!

We’re having potentially record-breaking weather today and tomorrow in this region of the country. Unlike some sun-worshippers I know, upper 80′s is just toooo hot for me now.

Frankly, I didn’t move to the Seattle area for the hot sun. Truly.

So I want to know your opinions! What do you think? Too hot or just right?

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what I learned this morning about the Kid

—practicing high fives too many times means she’ll slap me right in the face if I am busy on my Google Reader admiring her art work and don’t get my hand up;

—with only five minutes to chew gum on the way to preschool, she will make the most of her time and chew “Twinkle Twinkle Little Star” and “Jingle Bells” for you.

I’m so proud.

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