My Photostream Garage Sale

Do you like garage sales? Do you like to wander past tables of items cast off by other people trying to find treasure? Let's treat today's post like a Blog Garage Sale! These are things that I ran across in my photostream that I intended to write about but never did. I offer you my lightly used macrame plant hangers and my Weebles and my electric breadmaker with the hope that maybe you'll find worth in them.  

I snapped this picture at the mall a couple of weeks ago because idioms make me laugh. Also, because Luisa is not a native English speaker, she mixes up idiomatic expressions all the time and I laugh at her because that's the way I show my love. May none of you ever feel like a little fish on the totem pole.

I was going to use this as a Throw Back Thursday post last week but didn't. There are several things about this picture that are worth noting. First of all, I am in the back of a truck and the truck is moving. I remember when this was taken and my friend and I rode in the back of the truck all the way from Kansas City to the Lake of the Ozarks. Secondly, my sweatshirt is inside out because it was the 80's and we were all weird. Three, I have a bi-level haircut which is a fancy way of saying "mullet." Lastly, I think I had that expression from the age of 16 until last week.

I saw this at Target today. Foxes are everywhere! I remember when I was the only fox around. This fox makes me sad though because it doesn't have a mouth. Do not silence the foxes!

It looks like there are two new flavors of peeps this season - Red Velvet and Hot Cocoa and Cream. Both types are dipped in white fudge. We haven't tasted them yet but I'll let you know when we do.

On Thanksgiving, as I was getting dressed, I commended Zeca on already being dressed for dinner. She was wearing jeans and t-shirt which was fine because we don't really dress up. She said, "Oh! You think this is my outfit? No way. Wait right here." She ran to her room and came back wearing the jacket from her suit. I said, "That jacket is too small." She smiled and said, "No. It needs to be small so I can push the sleeves up like this." Skinny jeans, a Sharknado t-shirt and a black blazer with the sleeves pushed up - I will never be as cool as she is.

The Creative Process

It is November 26th which means that this is my 26th post on this blog in as many days. I have also written a couple of other places this month which means that I've written 247 blog posts this month. That's an estimate because I'm not big on math.

What this means is that I've used most of the ideas in my "blog ideas" file and some of the remaining notes in there don't even make sense. I'm talking about you, "weird androgynous princess" note.

It would be fantastic if I could go out with a bang but today is not going to be a day of greatness. As evidence, I will reveal the ideas that occurred to me for today's post:

"I should write a post about picking a good pair of underwear for Thanksgiving! You want good underwear for that because you don't want something that binds or gets stuck in your butt or pulls in weird places."

"I should write about the fact that Luisa is walking around the house wearing a stocking cap full of frozen peas on her head. That's funny stuff." (Luisa fell on the ice this morning and hit her head but appears to be fine except for the fact that she keeps calling me Karen. I kid, I kid. About the Karen part, not the "she's ok" part.)

"I could write a gratitude list and every item on the list would be 'hot showers.'"

"I KNOW! I should write about the fact that the cat has thrown up six times today. Seven if you count that one that we can't find that we hope was just dry heaving."

"I could write about the squirrel outside the window. What would I say about it though? It's brown and hops around a lot. Yeah, I don't really know what more to say about that."

"I should write about sleepwalking. I've never written about that. I'll put that in the idea file for later this week with a note that says 'silverware' just to keep things interesting and make it a memory exercise."

"Wow. The cardinals are really fat. The birds, not the Catholics because I don't really know much about those."

"Maybe I can just post a picture and a caption. But I haven't taken any pictures today because I haven't left the house and nothing is happening in the house."

"You know the thing about bread..."

"I think I'll quit NaBloPoMo and just make popcorn. Oh! I could write about popcorn. What could I say about it? Um...it is corn that pops...that idea needs some work."

As you can see, my creative process is intense...and now I'm going to go make popcorn.

Actually, Luisa just came to tell me she's ordering pizza. I guess I'll put the popcorn idea back in the idea file with the title "a-maize me!" That will be fun to decipher in six months.

Thirty Minutes

I have only thirty minutes before I have to pick up the kids from school. I spent the entire day out of the house on an errand for one of the kids and I can't even tell you what I was doing because both kids are now old enough to find and read my blog--and they do sometimes. Zeca recently gave me some feedback on a parenting vlog I posted about a year ago. The past few days have been stressful as we begin our high school search with Miguel. Emotions are running high around here and we are all worn out and worn down. So, today, I'm going to leave you with a picture. This is my happy place--Melides.

I'm clicking my heels...