Random Notes from the Sandwich Life
1. Judi still likes popsicles every so often so we've been eating a LOT Of them around here of late and my favorite are the ones with the jokes on the stick. It seems to be lowering my humor standards enough that I found Owen's latest joke, via his friend Duncan, delightful. What do you get when you cross a computer and a hamburger? A Big Mac. Maybe it's just because I'm a Mac girl and very tired...
2. Here is Pop (from Snap, Crackle and Pop of Rice Crispies fame but we've always sort of seen him as a pop music guy as well). We've had him for years and years. He stands on top of some shelves in our media room and the way the lamp below shines up on him makes him quite ghostly. I've tried capturing it but never could...thanks Ernie....
3. Right now the boys appear to have more money than their parents. We are broker than ever but the boys just pooled all their jars of coins, their banks and the $20 my mother gave each of them for their birthday and I'm thinking I may have to borrow some for groceries. Ernie and Leo went to the bank together to get the coins counted and Leo came back euphoric. He raced upstairs to show Judi, waving dollar bills in the air. Trust money to get Leo so excited. Judi was suitably impressed. Now somehow I have been suckered by Leo's HUGE brown eyes into putting some Lego thing on a credit card and he will pay me the difference by selling some of his old Thomas stuff on eBay.
Here he is waiting for his money at the bank....and YES someday I will get him a haircut.....sigh....
4. It's the poop that makes me gag.....not so crazy about vomit either...but I've determined it's definitely the poop that makes me gag. I'm close enough to having young children though that I find myself talking to Judi like she's toilet training. "But that was a GREAT poop. You haven't pooped in days so that was GREAT." Next thing you know I'll be saying 'good job' and asking her if she wants to come flush the toilet.....
5. I got the sheets changed, got her cleaned up and back into bed and we sat there staring at each other. Then she asked, "is Dad home?" I told her Dad wasn't here and she asked where he was. I told her he had died this year. She shook her head and said "I know that, I don't know why I asked that." I told her it was o.k. and that I wished Dad were home too. Then she said reflectively, "Dad was always good at cleaning things up." And I laughed!! I said, "ohhhhh, I get it----yes, he WOULD have been the perfect person to clean up this mess!!" For some reason it really cheered me up. I told her if Dad were here I most CERTAINLY would have yelled, "DAAA-aaad, we need you."
6. People keep saying such nice things about me here and I gotta tell you.....I'm really not that wonderful...and there are plenty of people that would agree with me! I'm not saying I'm a bad person but I'm not as great as you are all making out. You should have heard me snapping at my mother today multiple times as I attempted to figure out the mess with her state prescription plan. I may hand that mess right over to my sister Debbie....
6. Even though normally I love winter I wish it were warm out. I feel as though I need the spiritual sustenance of my garden. Trying to decide what to plant though....where to put things....it helps to occupy my mind....