- Word. I'm thinking this might be a better title than "My Weary Mind" for my random column. Whatchya think?
- Word. This peanut-butter chocolate chip cookie recipe I found is life-altering--and absolutely waist-altering as well. It makes a lot of cookies though so go on: brave up, make them, and then freeze a few for later (betchya it won't be much later though).
- Many nights I lay in bed and come up with the most fantastic thoughts. They are usually profound, well-thought out, funny, insightful, and totally blog-worthy. However, if you think I am going to get up, ruin that delicious, drowsy feeling that will eventually lead to a blissful sleep, and go write them down, you are out of your mind. In the morning I can't for the life of me remember what those thoughts were--at all. And that is why you will find a lack of funny, insightful thoughts in this post.
- I think I may have discovered a solution to all our political and governmental problems: let's pay politicians the same salary that we pay our teachers! Then the only people who would actually want to participate in politics would be people who were there for the right reasons: to represent the people, make the rights choices, and make a difference.
- I totally scored at Old Navy the other day. I got a pair of capris for THREE dollars. Wahoo! Maybe I should've looked at more clearance stuff.
- The Vegas Ragnar is this week. I am so not in shape for this race. I ran six miles yesterday and it was WORK. I think I need to retire.
- My little man looks adorable in his blanket sleepers. However, his new found sense of independence is not so adorable. He thinks he can pour milk, squeeze toothpaste, and cross the street all by himself-- or "elf" as he likes to say.
- Business trips are a bummer! They bum me out because I have to wrangle the kiddos knowing there is no back-up coming at 5:30, I have to go to bed alone, and there is no one to help me eat the leftovers. But I'm pretty sure it bums Chad out too. Who wants to go to Fargo, North Dakota (where the average temperature is like 45 degrees), eat dinner with a little, old Hispanic woman you hardly know, and finish your day in one of Hampton Inn's finest hotel rooms?
- Word!
October 16, 2011
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