I'm in such a good mood today! It's in the 70s here (for now) and it almost feels like Fall. And if it's almost Fall you know what that means, Winter is just around the corner. Which means snowflakes and mittens and carols and drinking German beer in Daley Plaza for Christkindlmarket. I can hardly wait!
|These mittens in particular. Ryan recently gave them to me and now I am just dying to have a reason to wear them. I used them to get ice cream out of the freezer just yesterday.|
|And it was covered in awesomeness.|
|Now she just needs a name.|
Its Really very lovely to check your personal mail at lunch and find you've received hate mail.
It turns out that I "suck" and my blog "sucks". Also I always say things that I "think are funny but actually suck."
I'd be more upset if the email wasn't so well-written.
And then a bit later I posted this status on Facebook.
Choice morsels from today's hate mail.
"Subject Line: The Cardinals Don't Stink"
"You cant just say something on the internet and then it is automaticaly true."
"Didnt you ever see Babmi? If you cant say anything nice then don't say anything at all."
I think someone was hurt over the picture I posted of me on the blog as a child with the "Cards Stink" sign.
And since I already owed Melissa a tentacle for something I don't remember, probably making me wet my pants from laughing too hard, she posted this on my wall.
I am naming the first tentacle that you send me "Babmi"
Babmi will be my "touched in the head" tentacle. by far my most irksome, irrational, and irresponsible tentacle.
btw, I am already planning on poking people with Babmi, then when they turn around and look at me, I will say "didn't you see Babmi?" <------direct quote from your first piece of hate mail. I am the best Blogstalker EVER ;)
And then I flaked and never sent Melissa her tentacle. So she posted this on my wall.
"I remember all my life
oceans that were cold as ice
lie beneath the sand
the night goes into morning,
just another day
happy fishies pass my way
looking in fish eyes
I see a memory I never realized
how happy you made me
you were a tentacle that gave without takin',
but Lauren never sent you my way, oh Babmi,
she thought there was a chance you were justin timbertentacle,
and I missed you today, oh babmi"
I messed up on some lyrics, bc Josh decided there was a limit on how many times I could replay this Barry Manilow song to get my remix right. That's right, I made you a Manilow remix. It's about how I'd like my tentacle to come in the mail? ;) :)
And so, because of the incredible Manilow remix and because of how I felt terrible for not sending anyone their promised tentacles (I'm sure I still owe some of you tentacles right?) I not only sent Melissa her tentacle, I did her one better.
I had Jenny 'The Bloggess' Lawson sign it when I hung out with her in Chicago this summer first.
And then Melissa sent me an Octopus-creature print in thanks. The End. Isn't that the happiest story ever? Its beauty and truth bring tears to my eyes.
The one picture I was actually going to post today for this weeks Mostly Wordless Wednesday (who am I kidding, there is no way I'm going to ever be able to be wordless,) is this one.
|Your eyes are not deceiving you. This is a peanut shaped like a duck.|
At one point in the game my mom is all like "Oh look! This peanut is sort of shaped like a duck! How cute!" And then she moves the hand holding the peanut toward her mouth.
As if in slow motion I see Vanessa lunge across me to grab the nut out of my mother's hand, "You give me that Duck Nut!" she shouts.
Having rescued the small duck Vanessa settles back into her seat. Then she hands me the little thing and says, "Here, please keep this safe," and goes back to watching the game as if nothing untoward has just happened.
Tears spring to my eyes. "Yeah, you two are going to be friends for a long time, " my mom remarks from my side.
"I know," I whisper reverently in return.
And here we are six years later.
|This is a very bad picture of my hips. I blame how I am sitting on the fence.|