Saturday, October 17, 2009
Balloon Boy
What can I do to earn myself some rad nickname such as balloon boy? Do I too need to build some form of space craft invention, climb aboard and drift away, hide in a box, throw up on tv, be a crazy boondocks country person that belongs in the movie disturbance...you got a purdy mouth on ya boy... Anyways, I will keep brainstorming some ideas...help me out with this one friends.
Tuesday, October 13, 2009
Not the Mama
Mother and Father are still away in Egypt and so I'm still performing the tasks of a mommy. Here are some motherly things I've done so far:
*Cooking...dinner every night (even though it was just for sisters because it usually wasn't vegan), sometimes breakfast, making little sis school lunches, dessert for little sis youth group...some foods:
~tomato soup and grilled cheese
~chinese chicken salad, homemade cream cheese filled wontons
~tortilla chicken soup
~butternut squash risotto, garlic bread, caesar salad
~cheddar broccoli soup
~banana nut bread
~chocolate cupcakes with vanilla cream filling
~frosted sugar cookies
~cream cheese gooey dessert bars
~vegan pancakes for me :-)
*Cleaning...it's strange how even with minus two people, the mess multiplies by 15
*Laundry
*Dishes
*Lots of love and playing
I usually do most of these mommy duties anyway, plus many more not listed, but it just feels more real without the parents.
On a more important note...it's raining cats and dogs out and it is time to go puddle jumping! Yes puddle jumping, a lovely activity I used to do when I was younger with friends, but now I'm older and no friends live around here still. So here is my justification... The townspeople here have seen me do some pretty weird things over the years so they wouldn't think it was crazy if i am outside swimming in the puddles and splashing about all alone. They'll see me and think "Oh it's just that Mishler, we will just steer clear and let her be" and voila! my puddles and i are home free. Then i can teach the youngens the puddle jumping techniques that they don't know and I will be the leader of the puddle jumping brigade, marching through town followed by my pupils and amateur jumpers, guiding them as we perfect the art of puddle jumping.
*Cooking...dinner every night (even though it was just for sisters because it usually wasn't vegan), sometimes breakfast, making little sis school lunches, dessert for little sis youth group...some foods:
~tomato soup and grilled cheese
~chinese chicken salad, homemade cream cheese filled wontons
~tortilla chicken soup
~butternut squash risotto, garlic bread, caesar salad
~cheddar broccoli soup
~banana nut bread
~chocolate cupcakes with vanilla cream filling
~frosted sugar cookies
~cream cheese gooey dessert bars
~vegan pancakes for me :-)
*Cleaning...it's strange how even with minus two people, the mess multiplies by 15
*Laundry
*Dishes
*Lots of love and playing
I usually do most of these mommy duties anyway, plus many more not listed, but it just feels more real without the parents.
On a more important note...it's raining cats and dogs out and it is time to go puddle jumping! Yes puddle jumping, a lovely activity I used to do when I was younger with friends, but now I'm older and no friends live around here still. So here is my justification... The townspeople here have seen me do some pretty weird things over the years so they wouldn't think it was crazy if i am outside swimming in the puddles and splashing about all alone. They'll see me and think "Oh it's just that Mishler, we will just steer clear and let her be" and voila! my puddles and i are home free. Then i can teach the youngens the puddle jumping techniques that they don't know and I will be the leader of the puddle jumping brigade, marching through town followed by my pupils and amateur jumpers, guiding them as we perfect the art of puddle jumping.
Tuesday, October 6, 2009
Phobia
If you know me, you know that I have a weird phobia of talking on the phone. I just won't do it unless completely necessary, and will usually find a way out of doing it on those necessary occasions too. I don't know why, I just can't do it, and to be honest I have no desire to overcome this phobia and am completely content in my fearful phone state. Fine-- so what do I do when some creep is trying to scam me with money transfer fraud and I'm supposed to call the secret service, but looking at the phone is making me sweat a little? Mom to the rescue! Oh wait, mother and father just left for a lovely trip to Egypt (I'm so totally jeal) so I really hope Mom had time to or remembered to make that ever so important phone call before they left this morn. Oh well I guess if not I will just have to lead this poor sucker
into thinking I'm still trying to transfer money for him, but NO, none of his tom foolery will work on me! Also, I had a lovely time this weekend golfing, though putting is just about the only time I succeed in hitting the ball well or at all. I would much rather work on my golf game than picking up the phone, so please no calls, thank you.
into thinking I'm still trying to transfer money for him, but NO, none of his tom foolery will work on me! Also, I had a lovely time this weekend golfing, though putting is just about the only time I succeed in hitting the ball well or at all. I would much rather work on my golf game than picking up the phone, so please no calls, thank you.
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