Saturday, November 30, 2013

Wednesday, June 26, 2013

Princesses and Bubbles

Oh! Bubbles!






Let me see... 

 There's a wand! 

This makes me happy.

Why isn't my magic wand making bubbles?
I'm no longer happy. 

Nope.  Nope.  It's not the same if you do it for me.

Okay.  It was slightly amusing.

Alright, alright.  I like bubbles.

Okay, give it back to me.  If you can do this, I can do it.

I got this. 

Just hold it like this?

Humph.

Bubbles are stupid.

Wednesday, March 13, 2013

In Real Life

A couple weeks ago I got an email from a bloggy friend telling me she'd be in our neck of the woods during spring break. Later, when I got to speak with her on the phone and realized our meeting was really going to take place, I was super excited.  I've 'known' her for about 4 years and this was going to be my first bloggy-friend meeting.

When I got off the phone with her, a tiny bit of panic set it... not that I was nervous about meeting her, because when I heard her voice I knew she was exactly the person I thought she was from her blog and from email exchanges, but because she was going to meet MY kids.  HA!  DB asked me 'Did you warn her?' and I said 'Well, she's read the blog for 4 years... hopefully she doesn't think I was exaggerating.'

I then had the following conversation with the older Bubs the night before we were all going to meet:

Me:  No saying 'crap'; no saying 'freaking'; no saying 'what the'; no saying 'OMG'; no arguing; no fighting, pretend or real; no quoting anything you've heard on Cartoon Network; no talking about video games, computer games, or anything you've seen on Youtube; no...

Bubba: (eyes closed, pinching bridge of nose) I think I'm going to need you to tell me all this again tomorrow when we're in the car.

Me: (rolling eyes) ...no calling each other 'stupid jerk face'; no inappropriate family stories; no bodily function humor; no use of the word 'balls' unless you're talking about sports - wait... just no use of the word 'balls' period; no arm farts; no shooting anyone at the park with finger guns; and just basically THINK is this appropriate and worth saying before anything comes out of your mouth.  Okay?

Bubba:  So... pretend like we're at church?

Me:  Exactly. 

And they did okay.  And Tara is perfect, just like I thought she was.  And the little Yellow Hats are perfect, just like I thought they were.  And now I can move Tara from the bloggy-friend category over to the IRL friend category.

            




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Sunday, January 13, 2013

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