Icy Cold Milk—I have really fond memories of my mother putting individual glasses of milk in the freezer for us, to get them really icy cold, whenever we ate homemade cookies and other desserts. (This is probably akin to when mothers put bath towels in the dryer to get them warm for their kids after their baths.) Milk is the best when it has sat in the freezer for ten minutes so that a ring of icy milk forms along the glass. Last night we had chocolate chip cookies with icy cold milk from the freezer, while watching the second Bourne movie. Thanks mom, for this great childhood memory.
Curiously Strong Peppermints—Yesterday Meredith ate nearly half a container of Altoids while I was in the shower. As soon as she heard the shower water turn off, she ran upstairs and said, “I ate my mints!” She had found the brand new container of Altoids on the computer desk and managed to remove the shrink wrap by herself. Many of the mints left in the container had been bit in half. I guess she decided to sample as many as she could. To my surprise, she never got sick to her stomach. But the sugar did have its affect and she was WILD for the rest of the day and evening.
Free Fair Tickets—Every year there are free fair tickets in the Monday Indy Star newspaper. Yesterday I loaded both kids in the car, which was quite the ordeal and took forever (if you’re a new mom of two kids, you understand), and went to the local gas station to get the paper. I would have walked except it was probably 125 degrees outside. (Slightly exaggerating.) Unfortunately for me, the paper announced that the free tickets would be in Tuesday’s paper this year, instead. Today I ran out and got the tickets before Kevin left for work. I’ve come to greatly appreciate anything that has a drive-through these days!
Canines—Meredith told us yesterday, in no uncertain terms, “I want a dog to keep at my house.” We knew this day would come sometime soon, since she loves dogs so much, but we didn’t think it would be this soon. We are going to try to hold her at bay for a while. Like 16 more years, hopefully.
Squashing Bugs— This morning Meredith saw a piece of black string on the bathroom floor. When she pointed it out to me, I asked her to pick it up and throw it in the trash. She gasped, “No! I need to kill it first!” She ran and got a tissue, smooshed the piece of string with the tissue, and said, “There. It’s dead now.” Then she threw it away, along with the tissue. Meredith totally cracks me up. She makes me laugh, usually hard, every day.
Facebook, Again—Okay, I’ve had the weekend to digest Facebook a little bit more. It’s in no way a comparison to Blogger. Blogger is for people who enjoy writing. (I’m too much of a journalist to not use Blogger.) Facebook is for everyone. One thing about Facebook that I find interesting is this whole “writing on the wall” thing. When I read other people’s walls I often feel like an intruder. It’s like I’m spying on private conversations—like reading people’s personal e-mail inboxes or something. In fact, I found out by reading someone’s wall that a mutual friend is expecting a baby. X wrote to Y that she is pregnant. But because the wall is public, I got to read the note. Weird. But, whatever. Despite this little quirk, I think Facebook is great and I am definitely having fun with it, when time allows.
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Amy! I TOTALLY remember how we always used to put the milk in your freezer when I was staying with you guys! Remember your dad used to get us doughnuts on Sunday morning and we'd have it with our cold, cold milk but then we'd eat too much and get full really fast and then feel sick. Good times, good times!! =D
If it's posted on Facebook, it's not gossip. That is the rule.
lol...if people post something on someone's wall they need to assume it will be viewed by everyone and therefore you should not feel guilty for seeing it! If they wanted it private they shouldn't have posted it on the wall!
I am going to have to try icy cold milk with my cookies now!
Meredith wants a dog???? Does she, perchance, want a very well behaved black fluffy dog who is fabulous with kids and babies? Did she, perhaps, indicate that she would like a dog whose name starts with "B" and ends with "ailey Gillespie?"
Just wondering.
:)
Meredith is a funny, funny little girl! I found in my journal (which I did used to keep) that "Amy K announced she's expecting her first. Lindsay called to glow over the news." And it was Meredith we were so happy about!
(Not that Clara is a disappointment; but she's still in the Looking Cute, not Doing Cute, stage.)
-- SJ
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