Wow, you'd think that the Al Qaeda in Afghanistan were really dehydrated. Obama makes them sound like powdered milk.
Silliest lame comeback of the entire debate: "Well, I have a bracelet too..."
Saturday, September 27, 2008
Friday, September 12, 2008
Boring stuff
It seems that we've been terribly busy here of late, but we haven't much to say as there's nothing very riveting about our various cooking misadventures, shopping trips, and following the news with bated breath.
Ella is very communicative. She clearly understands pretty much everything we say to her, shakes and nods her head emphatically, and follows complicated instructions. Jane's sense of make-believe is growing stronger by the day. She now has an imaginary parallel universe in which her name is Elody (sp?) (pronounced L.E.D.) and my name is Aralyn (sp?). Michael's and Ella's imaginary names she tends to make up on the spot. I'll post a few pictures if I can remember to take them. (Must first replace batteries in camera.)
In other news, Michael may be going out of town for a few days for some computer training. (Note to prospective burglars: No, I'm not going to mention which days, and he's leaving all the guns anyway.) (Addendum to pediatricians: Ha ha, no, of course we don't have any guns, and even if we did, we'd keep them locked up and unloaded.) I'm wishing there were someone I could invite over to stay with us, the way I used to hang out with S.J. when her globe-trotting husband was off on office business (speaking of which, only two weeks!), but the sad reality of moving to Georgia as a married woman is that I haven't really had an opportunity to make any single girlfriends. Sunday schools are so pigeon-holed and the nature of mom's groups is rather exclusive, so I'm not really sure where to begin. I just know that I, as a single girl in Virginia, had a lot of married friends. Not that I'm complaining. I just wonder.
Ella is very communicative. She clearly understands pretty much everything we say to her, shakes and nods her head emphatically, and follows complicated instructions. Jane's sense of make-believe is growing stronger by the day. She now has an imaginary parallel universe in which her name is Elody (sp?) (pronounced L.E.D.) and my name is Aralyn (sp?). Michael's and Ella's imaginary names she tends to make up on the spot. I'll post a few pictures if I can remember to take them. (Must first replace batteries in camera.)
In other news, Michael may be going out of town for a few days for some computer training. (Note to prospective burglars: No, I'm not going to mention which days, and he's leaving all the guns anyway.) (Addendum to pediatricians: Ha ha, no, of course we don't have any guns, and even if we did, we'd keep them locked up and unloaded.) I'm wishing there were someone I could invite over to stay with us, the way I used to hang out with S.J. when her globe-trotting husband was off on office business (speaking of which, only two weeks!), but the sad reality of moving to Georgia as a married woman is that I haven't really had an opportunity to make any single girlfriends. Sunday schools are so pigeon-holed and the nature of mom's groups is rather exclusive, so I'm not really sure where to begin. I just know that I, as a single girl in Virginia, had a lot of married friends. Not that I'm complaining. I just wonder.
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