First sign of spring in Minne

Today I spotted the first flip flop of the season.

That’s what I love about Minnesotans. Still snow on the ground but it has hit 45 degrees.

GET THOSE FLIP FLOPS ON!

Where do your razors go?

I have the world’s ugliest feet. My toes are all misaligned due to too many years on the balance beam during those formative toe years. They are always cold, which gives them this dead sort of bluish hue. And for some reason I have more dead skin on my feet than I’m sure anyone else on the planet.

In order to cure one of my problems, I like to take a razor to the calluses. This normally works just fine; however, one must be cautious and careful when doing this type of procedure at home.

Yesterday, I found myself with too much time in a hot shower. After doing all the normal things one does in a shower, I went after my toe calluses. After shearing most of the dead skin off I went for one last swipe and somehow dug that razor right into perfectly sweet soft flesh. The double bladed wound is only a little smaller than a dime but damn if that thing wouldn’t stop bleeding.

Did you know that if you are wearing flip flops and your foot is bleeding it throws the blood in an amazing picturesque array all over the floor?

I only needed to walk about 25 feet to my locker.

Happy Valentine’s Day!

This afternoon as my dad and I were hanging out in the kitchen drinking a cup of tea, I saw some animal scrounging around the back door. I had recently gone to Costco and left several empty boxes outside the door along with one extremely rancid poop infested diaper.

I went to the window to find the mangiest looking opossum I have ever seen. That little critter came right up to the back door, moved the boxes around and then stuck the nasty balled up diaper onto its snout and walked off with it as proud as can be.

I’m left wondering if that diaper is her Valentine’s gift for her opossum lover, her twelve children or for us and if we’ll find it somewhere in the yard during our Easter egg hunt.

So true

The other day I was hanging out talking with some friends about being a stay at home mom. While we were kicking back eating bon-bons, eight kids were running circles around us as fast as they could, screaming and howling with delight at the chaos and only stopping if a fellow comrade fell or dropped a toy or accidentally took a wrong turn into the corner of the table with their temple.

During all of this, one of the moms said “when you are a stay at home parent…the days are endless but the years go by in a blink of an eye.”

Things I’ve been thinking

I wonder why when I see something yellow I always say red.

I wonder if I will always feel so excited after I finish washing the hard wood floors.

I wonder if when I am old and wrinkled I would die of a broken heart if Adam died before me.

Jolly Jingles

When I was CT’s age my brother and I and the rest of the kids in the neighborhood would hop on our bikes, our pockets loaded with change, all in the hopes of buying as much candy as we could possibly carry home. Our destination…Jolly Jingles.

I loved this place. The little white clap board store was about a mile away. It was always and journey just getting there, and then the fun began. We would spend hours there, looking, deciding and trying to figure out what fabulous candy adventures we could have in our mouths for the next week.

This past week Nana brought all the grandchildren out to lunch, to see Charlotte’s Web (which I highly recommend), and then to an old fashioned candy store. I was transported back in time. Everything I set my eyes on reminded me of when I was six; Tangy Taffy, Lick-A-Made, wax bottles filled with some sweet colored substance, candy cigarettes, candy dots, Charleston Chews, and jaw breakers so big I couldn’t even fit a quarter of it in my mouth.

No one could decide what to walk away with. I wanted to stay and look more and tell them all about my candy tales and then share with them my wisdom of which ones they would or wouldn’t like…because, I know my kid candy.

I guess we will just have to go back. This place may be the one spot where they can get ANYTHING they want.

I so got the better deal

I just spoke with my boss at the gym where I will be teaching swimming lessons after the first of the year.

The only reason I got the job at the gym was to get the free membership, which is a cost savings to us of almost $90 per month for me and my three kids.

Due to a new swim lesson schedule and my availability, I will be teaching one half-hour swimming lesson per week.

This is totally going to work out for me…just fine like!

Merry Christmas

May this day find you with peace in your heart, family at your side and a little bit of magic somewhere along the way.

O face for peace

Today is the day!
Participate, enjoy and think of world peace.
Thanks for the tip Erika.

Do you know this samurai?