Tuesday, November 22, 2011

I Hope That's NOT Leather on Those Fat Calves!

Happy almost Thanksgiving!
Before I tackle all of those Thanksgiving recipes, I've got to clear my head of all the RaNDoM.
Luckily, Miss Stacy has invited everyone over to her place for turkey RaNDoMNeSS at it's finest.


* I love people who bring me cookies.
* Did you know that every year American women’s calves get fatter.
Yep, it’s true.
The boot salesman at Nordstrom told me………..
as he was taking in my boots.

I had a hard time finding boots because of everyone else’s fat calves.
Thanks a lot guys!

* West Hollywood or some city near West Hollywood voted to ban all clothing made of fur and any clothing made from animals……including wool.

Thank heavens sequins haven't been banned!

*I don’t see myself ever riding a motorcycle.
They don’t have cup holders.

*The other night, I was sitting at my desk.
I hear a little bell: “ding ding.”
And then from around the corner Parker shot out and squirted me with a squirt bottle.
I totally freaked out!
We have a family rule that NO MATTER WHAT, you can’t squirt your mom.

She can squirt you.
But you NEVER squirt mom…….even if her hair is on fire.

This was a direct violation and I was NOT happy.

In order to not get killed, he admitted that it was for AP Psych.
The kids had the assignment to see how long it would take to condition a family member.
Experiment OVER in my house!

Ten minutes later,
I heard the bell: “ding ding”
And I jumped and yelled, “NO!”

One time!
I was conditioned in ONE experience.

I wonder how the kid fared who was trying to condition his mom to make him a sandwich every time he rang the bell?

*TRAMMELL comes home for Thanksgiving today!
He’s on the plane RIGHT NOW!
*I sent a Thanksgiving/Pre-Christmas package to Garrett in Romania about 6 weeks ago.

It had all the fixings for green bean casserole, a two foot tree, battery operated lights, ornaments, two chocolate advent calendars, candy, and who knows what else…..all crammed in one of those “if it fits, it ships” boxes.

But on the customs form, I said it was socks.
I hope he got it.

Have a fabulous and RaNDoM TueSDaY!


Mama Badger said...

Wow, yeah. We don't squirt Mama in our house either. The conditioning on that one goes the other way...

Think of it this way, even if it doesn't get to Garrett, some Romanian family had a really good meal. Hopefully they are thankful for it.

VandyJ said...

There is a general no squirting in the house rule here. Especially no squirting mom in the house. Since I am the all purpose mess cleaner, I try to cut down on the amount of messes made.

Guymons said...

I am trying to put together a package for Melanee and William, but they are both coming home for good on Dec 19th and have TOO much stuff for their 2 suitcase limit...so I may not send it...I hope Garrett gets his socks!

I thought you were going to say he squirted the computer and ruined it, glad he didn't do that...I love your blog!!!

Andrea said...

Wait, I have to make an actual rule about no squirting? I thought it was a given...uh-oh!

Hooray for a welcome home!

Am sorry to hear that we will have a lot of sheep to look at with ratty matted hair in need of being cut!

Don and Kelley said...

Sorry about the calves! I run marathons and my calves are big! We have the rule in our house that states no shooting mom with nerf guns! Oh yeah, I can shoot them as much as I want!

Rachael said...

HILARIOUS!!! (the ringing bell part)
I am not a fan of the cookie plate...Actually its the plate around Christmas time with about 15 different types of cookies which mean one thing...they went to a cookie exchange and are trying to dump the crappy cookies they collected to people. Like I know what kitchens these cookies came from! No thank you...now if it is straight chocolate chips cookies...count me it! Or brownies...I love brownies!

Julianna said...

Yes. Socks. Definitely never write what is desireable to someone in Romania, like "homemade cookies or cupacakes from Mom"

It'll never make it out of the conutry, let alone to Romania.


Mrs4444 said...

Goodness--There's never a dull moment in your house, is there? (Thank goodness.)

The rule here is "No one EVER, EVER pushes Mom in a pool." That, and "Whoever bakes the cookies gets the last one."

Hope you enjoyed your holiday :)

Andrea-TheSockMonkeyMom said...

Yep, I've yet to purchase those great killer boots because they are always too big.

Socks? I can see the Romanian's trying to figure that out.