Sunday, February 26, 2006
Thursday, February 23, 2006
Monday, February 20, 2006
Sunday, February 19, 2006
“Dude. You have an iPod. What are you doing?” For Christmas he got the top of the line iPod to go with our new iMac. He looked at me completely annoyed and said, “There’s no music on it, is there?” It seems as the designated computer geek in the family this is my fault . Arguably iPod setup could fall into the category of a music geek’s responsibility but based on the look on his face, and the fact that it is approaching Easter and he has yet to set it up I figured I better step up.
So – when he returns, he will find our digitized music collection has been imported into “Chuck Mundorff’s Library” and synced with his iPod. I’m such a good wife!
OH! and I almost forgot! I fixed the gate! Ok, so granted I had to call my step mother to ask how to put a the right bit in the drill, and then talk to my dad so he could explain this wasn't a job for the drill, and then talk to the hardware guy about filling stripped holes where the screws were in the fence, but THEN! I fixed the fence. All by myself. And it took roughly 3 minutes. Maybe I should pitch a "how-to" show to HGTV or DIY?
The minute I open the door to go outside, however, the wind chills to the bones. It is flat cold outside.
Chuck's away playing poker and the kids and I have completely hermited. Even the dog's movement is limited to a thumping tail on the floor in response to her typical greeting, "Mama loves her fat dog" or "Hey, fuzzy lips, what up dog?"
I have been sick all week and have looked foward to a long three day weekend with nothing scheduled but attempts to keep warm.
The kids and I put up an aerobed covered in fuzzy blankets in the middle of the living room and watched Rocky yesterday. My mother in law walked in to see the three of us and the dog in this big pile on the bed cheering for the bloodied, broken nosed Itallian Stallion to go the distance against Apollo Creed. She had to turn away - grossed out by the close up bloody boxing shots. Charlie loved it with the exception of the "kissing parts" for which he felt inclined to cover his face. I tried to tell him this was the best part - "see look he loves her when he says Yo Adrienne and she is shy but pretty and loves Rocky."
Charlie was not convinced but was completely won over by the movie as a whole and we had to go rent Rocky 2 for today's movietime enjoyment. Did I mention how lovely it is to be over the Pokemon phase?
Monday, February 13, 2006
Thursday, February 09, 2006
Saturday, February 04, 2006
Thursday, February 02, 2006
I consider my shower somewhat sacred. I take great pleasure in all my fancy scrubs and soaps. I enjoy the smell and feel of washing with Pineapple Enzyme facial cleanser, Rosemary Mint Body wash and exfoliating with a scrubby. It is all good and steamy and I cannot make it through a day happily without this beginning. (I’m working on acceptable alternatives to become a better camper, but that’s another story).
It has, however, been since 1996 since I have enjoyed this ritual ALONE. Yesterday, as a typical example, I was interrupted at roughly 45 second intervals with highlights from the children’s new “Jokelopedia” (when will I learn not to buy them this stuff?)
I’d soap up my hair, or shave a leg or something and two kids would come dashing in…
“Mom! Why did the rooster cross the road?”
mom: I dunno.
“To show he wasn’t a chicken!” (giggle, shriek)
..shower continues for a few uninterrupted seconds – hair conditioned…
“Mom! Why did the chicken cross the road and then go back?”
mom: I dunno
“He was a dirty double crosser!”
“Mama! What do you call a fish with no eyes?”
“mom! Why do nuns like swiss cheese?”
mom:”Because it is holey.”