Everybody wants prosthetic foreheads on their real heads

I came back as a bag of groceries accidentally taken off the shelf before the expiration date

tabloid footprints in your hair tabloid footprints everywhere

keep the nightlight on inside the birdhouse in your soul

she doesn't have to have her Young Fresh Fellows tape back now

you can't shake the devils hand and say you're only kidding

someone keeps moooving mmmyyyy chair

9:30 Club playing their 1990 album FLOOD in its entirety. Totally worth the 36 hour mini-vaca and loved having friends rock and roll enough to go with us!

Children: As you are reading this blog once we have died and are trying to connect with who we were as your parents, we must tell you. Before they were on the Disney channel, They Might Be Giants were a band both your parents brought to the marriage. We rocked to them in high school and college (your dad even danced to them for an audience and was busted up by the police--ask him about it someday--unless we are dead) and for one night, we rocked to them again as parents of three at a post-Thanksgiving concert in DC.

Eddie Bauer and the Temple

My mom was heading to Ohio and asked me to drive along with her. I got the big boys off to school and then packed S up and the three of us left to see Brittany's new basement...I mean, family. I totally scored great pants (7 total for Jack and I both) at the Eddie Bauer outlet, shoes at Marshall's, and ate both Panda AND Chipotle. It was a great trip. We missed our appointment for the Temple--major oops--but at least (?) got the photo op on our way out of town. Everytime I see my hair in a pic it reminds me of the line in Steel Magnolias at the funeral about football helmet hair.

Oh what I endure for you, Mrs. Myer

Arriving home at 3:22am, and now awaking not to a quiet respite once kids were at school, but rather a snow day, I realize, my lot in life is hard. Since I can't share the movie with you I thought I would share some of my favorite lines from my evening amongst the teens:
"That is a medium? That is a medium? That's a MEDIUM?"
"Christmas in Scotland would be wonderful. Africa is fine too."

"Here, I'll hold you down..."

"...I can say all the awkward things I want and no one can get pissed off!"

"Is anyone good at working zippers?"
"I don't know enough about theatre to know if a play is good."
"I only read this book because my other books ran out."
"That scarf really brings out your eyes" (not their color, but his actual eyes--from girl to boy)
"I just came from a cocktail party."

It also appeared as though many in the surrounding seats hadn't read the book, and were surprised Edward was a vampire. In spite of his uber-cheesy twinkling skin, and the inevitable book to movie missing pieces, I loved it.

My indulgence.

The last thing on my schedule for today...

was a snow day!

Didn't even have time to fret about it. Didn't even cross my mind a snow day might be coming. Usually it's not the news that tips me off to the notion of an impending storm...The normal tell-tale signs (long lines at the grocery store, no milk on the shelves, the parking lot at Hollywood Video full, the litany of phone calls) weren't there. So when the Honeywell Instant Alert System started talking on my answering machine at 6:04am, I thought for sure it was Jack's school--Radford rarely closes. But sure enough, the 2 hour delay transformed into a full day, and alas, it was time to reconfigure the day.

So with 10 gloves, 10 boots, 5 jackets, 5 hats, and 5 scarves to be found (I had 2 extras today) I began the ever dreaded search. We have finally been in our house long enough that those things actually have a home (or two).

The trampoline--in case anyone was curious--is a death trap in the snow.

We did learn important lessons about our dog on her first snow day--she hates the little parka we bought her, and as she runs around, the snow forms ice balls that freeze to her fur and she becomes a black furry ice cube. At least some learning took place today.

I've always thought I should do this, but they beat me too it!

Except I was going to write a book...it's one of several I was going to write. Now I just write on the blog. Who says mediocrity isn't rewarded?

Anyway, back to the post. I thought I'd share with you my new favorite blog to read. If you are not a familiar with the culture of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints, you probably won't laugh, so I'll save you clicking on the link.

And while yes, some of the comments are uber cheesy, corny, and some even over the top, a lot of them are still pretty funny!

Hope you enjoy as we have (thanks j&s)!

Overheard in the Ward