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Tuesday
05Jan2010

7 Quick Tuesday Takes

1.  Check out my latest post over at We are the Real Deal: Oh boy, a boy, where I talk about my happiness at finding out we're having a boy and guilt about being relieved we're not having a girl.

2.  Yesterday I went to the storage facility I used to keep my stuff in when I lived with my parents after grad school.  It's the easiest place to buy moving boxes from when I need to pack things up for basement storage.  Little by little, the "house to home" project WILL happen.  I fear that it'll get sidelined when my grad classes start (January 26th) but this semester should be lighter than last semester since I'm not teaching (either at my day job or as an adjunct) so I anticipate being far less busy and stressed.

3.  Have you seen the video of the little boy rocking out in his parents' car?  I watched this yesterday and literally laughed out loud.  I sent it to my family saying this will indeed be our son if the hubby has his due influence over our child in any way:

I've already watched it twice this morning and showed it to one of my tutors.  I usually have a bad knee-jerk reaction to playing loud rock music around babies/toddlers, but this is just too funny for me to have anything bad to say about it.

4.  I've had two friends in the past 24 hours talk about being mistaken for pregnant when they're not.  Most overweight women are familiar with this issue (I even had a friend be mistaken for pregnant when she was 14 or 15), but thankfully I never had that happen.  (Note: the friends this happened to aren't overweight at all, oddly enough.)  And now that I am pregnant - 21 weeks tomorrow - still no one has said anything!  But my pants are a bit tighter when I put them on in the morning, so I know that period is ending.  Pretty soon I'll be showing and will enter the "Oh when are you due??" phase where even strangers will feel it's necessary to ask such things.  Should be interesting.

5.  Fan of Jay-Z and Alicia Keys' "Empire State of Mind"?  Then you might enjoy "Garden State of Mind"

Eh.  Or you might not.  The hard-rocking toddler is way funnier.

6.  My sister told me yesterday that she and her husband call The Force "Owen" because one day her husband said, "Well, you know, they're going to name him something like Owen."  Not really sure exactly what that means, but it's funny anyway.  Owen doesn't go with the middle name we have picked out, but it's a good name, regardless.

7.  I overheard a student today say something about how when he was little, he looked like Harry Potter.  My first thought was, "Okay, but that's anachronistic because those books came out after . . . " and then I thought, "Oh wait, he's probably 19, so he was born in 1990, so he was 6 or 7 when the book came out, which is younger than Harry is in the book . . . oh god, I am old."

Saturday
07Nov2009

Overheard in my house

Yesterday, late night:

Me: Honey, you need to straighten up the office a bit more since people might come over after dinner tomorrow.  I see you straightened up some, but it needs a bit more.

Hubby: I know.

Me: Although, probably, your brother will try to get everyone to go see strippers anyway.

Hubby:  Yeah, you know how your sister thinks everyone loves surprises just as much as she does? My brother feels that way about strippers.

Me:  Well, now if we could just find a surprise stripper, they'd both be happy.

Saturday
08Aug2009

Pints and Peanuts

This is a pretty serious post, but just wait - there's a great joke at the end, I promise.

As I mentioned the other day, I had plans for pints and peanuts with some girlfriends.  Two out of the three ended up cancelling since they didn't feel well, but it worked out okay since the one friend who did come was the one I really wanted to spend time.

It's nothing against the other two; it's just that this friend and I (I'll call her "P") had some serious catching up to do.  We had a falling out a few years back and in-between the time we stopped talking and now, she got divorced (extremely painfully), I got married, and a hundred other big things happened (like my sister had a baby and I ended up being someone who now actually can enjoy the company of children).

It was hard to see someone who had been such a close friend appear so different after this span of time.  Everything about her is in shadow.  Her face is missing a lightness it always had, her eyes radiate sadness, and the wind seems to have been knocked out of her quite a while ago. 

It's quite hard to take all that in and not feel bad.  I could have been there.  I should have been there.  It's not one of those things where we sat down and said, "You know, I don't even remember what happened!"  No, we both very clearly remember what happened because it was all pretty serious.  I couldn't be there for her then, but I'm definitely here for her now.

I've always valued my friendships, even remaining friends with people my parents explicitly said were no good for me to be around.  I didn't have tons of friends growing up, so finding people who wanted to spend time with me and clearly enjoyed my company as I enjoyed their's was - and still is - thrilling.

The hubby doesn't drink, so "pints and peanuts" isn't something we do.  We never go out for drinks or split a bottle of wine, which is something I know so many couples do.  But maybe that's okay because then, for me, it's something special I share with my friends.  There is something awesome about whiling away the afternoon over drinks at a wine bar and having a lengthy conversation that vacillates between serious and funny, heart-wrenching and heartwarming.

The hubby is legally required to stick around unless he wants to pay a lot to leave.  Friends can just walk out, so the nurturing that great friendships need should not be overlooked and I'm looking forward to many more pints and peanuts sessions.  Not that marriages don't need nurturing (that's a whole other topic); it's just that we shouldn't forget that friendships do, too.

Now, for the funny part (I promised):

P was babysitting her friend's toddler (let's call him "T") one day.  T asked P to draw a picture of a cat but then chastized her, "Noooo, Aunt P, that's all wrong - there's no cat penis" as P sputtered, "Uh, um, oh, okay."

P's friends come home and she tells T to tell his parents what was wrong with Aunt P's picture of the cat.  T, very cheerily, says, "No penis!"  P looks expectantly at the parents and says, "Sooo... ?  Explanation?"

Well, T was being potty trained and so his parents were teaching him the difference between boys and girls.  "Daddy has a penis, but Mommy does not."  So of course, curious as kids are, T asks his dad, "Does Aunt P have a penis?"

Without missing a beat, the dad says, "No, honey, she divorced him."