The Cheeseblog

They were in the closet that houses the water. They consist of:

– a 2 foot fake tree in a spray-painted gold stand,
– a string of lights,
– two large bows with gold string around their middles. They’re not quite red and not quite orange. I guess you could say they are dollar-store red,
– a buttload of little gold bows,
– a buttload of gold spray-painted pine cones,
– two gold star miniature tree ornaments,
– one strand of gold plastic beads,
– one large gold star tree topper.

Off to deck them mofo halls now.

I love dooce as much as the next person, so I followed one of her irresistable goo0000gle ads today. The one that said “Mother & Daughter Clothes.” And then I was punished with this image, which is not quite as bad as this one because at least the people in the first picture are dressed up for Halloween. I hope. Or maybe their dog made them put those outfits on.

Either way. Time for more System of A Down.

On Saturday, still sodden from Friday’s rain, we set out on a multi-kilometre journey to attend a birthday party. . .

– But first, umbrellas. God, I hate umbrellas. I hate that now that I wear a corduroy coat that I love, I feel compelled to carry an umbrella and then have to deal with being an umbrella carrier among flocks of umbrella carriers. Narrow sidewalks, slow walkers, groups of eight trudging up the street, four across, tiny people with umbrellas, I swear, the size of UFOs. (Maybe they are plucked from the sky and plunged onto discarded branches. I do not know. I know that if I can’t see your body beneath your umbrella, the ‘brella probably should be returned to outer space or the beach in Cuba from whence it came.) I hate umbrellas that don’t close properly, those that blow inside out when it is windy and those that are carried like weapons, swinging by the handle from the arms of businessmen, pointing their pointy points at my soft belly. Urban warfare! –

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…looking for the I am Potato market!

December 14th is Monkey Day ( Rowan will be thrilled) but May 16th is National Sea Monkey day.

Something for everyone. And a little extra.