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2 days late and a million marbles short… the Friday Five!

1. Where are you right now? Sitting here at my desk, in the office, in the bottom floor of the house.

2. What have you lost recently? A bunch of skin off the top of my foot. It rubbed off on the new chair. Gross, huh? I switched chairs with hub, who has (had) a leather one that doesn’t chafe.

3. What was the first CD you ever purchased? Does that embarrass you now? I don’t really remember, but the first CD I owned was Herbie Hancock. I didn’t really like Herbie Hancock, but the person at the music store told my parents to buy it for me. They purchased it along with the CD player they got me for Christmas back in oh, 1984?

4. What is your favorite kind of writing pen? When I was in school I liked Papermate ballpoints, the white ones with the aqua caps. Now my favorite is anything that works.

5. What is your favorite ice cream flavor? It’s a tossup between Schwan’s black cherry chocolate and Godiva chocolate raspberry truffle.

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Come to think of it, the back side of the bloom on my closet plant looks like a big old scrotum.

Egads, why am I up so late?

Last night around 8:30 PM there was a huge whooshing noise outside. I rushed out the door to see what was going on. It sounded like a plane was landing on our house. Since we’re just a couple of miles from the Capitol, I freaked out, waiting for impact. There was none, but it sounded like the plane banked sharply and flew off. I couldn’t see anything because of the thick trees in our yard. It turns out that a B1-B bomber was showing off for the crowd at the park. Will we ever think of loud plane noises the same way again?

My closet plant is blooming for the first time in almost 3 years. My aunt sent it to us when my first daughter was born. It had a bloom on it then, but I couldn’t coax it to bloom again. I think it’s finally happy. I’m shocked, since I have a tendency to kill plants. The bloom smells very nice. Almost like deoderant.

Baby breath has to be the best smell in the world. C.’s breath smells like flowers and peaches. Poor little girl is teething and/or getting sick and she was so grouchy today. She will eat anything you give her, a pleasant departure from J., who is an extremely picky eater and has a habit of squirreling away food in her cheek when she doesn’t want to swallow it. She will ask to spit it out a couple of hours later. Try this with eggs sometime.

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After a couple of days worth of sleep, I feel a bit back to normal. Normal’s such a subjective word. I feel a bit guilty that I haven’t been updating very much lately, but I don’t recall the last time I had so little to say.

One of the streets that we front has a fantastic view of the downtown fireworks. All we have to do is walk about a block up the hill and turn around to get a panorama view. You can hear the booms from inside the house, even. We had forgotten that they were going to do fireworks back when Lance Armstrong won the Tour de France again, and were sitting in the living room when they started going off. We couldn’t figure out what the noise was.

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M. and D. left a little while ago with their brood. We had a really nice time visiting with them but oh. my. gosh. I am so exhausted.

Today was such a miserable day outside that I wanted to curl up in bed with a nice book and just spend all day not moving. I did take a nap with the 2 year old, which would have been funner if she were at all cuddly.

I think I’m going to play Neverwinter Nights until the kids go to bed, then crash hard.

I’m stuffed.

M. and D. came to spend the night with their kids, and we cooked fajitas and hot fudge pudding cake. The kids had a great time romping all over the house and watching Wizard of Oz, and much merriment was had by all except for the 9 month old who crawled up on the couch while nobody was watching and then launched herself off. Now she has yet another bruise on her forehead.