June 01, 2008

Blank Look

Nothing. I got nothing...

I'm thinking.

Hurricane Season is here. I have a bad feeling. Last year I felt certain we were fine. This year... it got too hot too fast. We were scorching by the 1st of May. I have a bad feeling.

Umm.

Obama finally left his church. Do people truly believe that his church JUST NOW, these last couple months, got controversial? Please. Give.me.a.break. He is so not right for the job... yet people are blindly following. I find it amazing.

My husband makes GREAT pizza. You should envy me that he makes pizza and we don't have to go out. He puts the pizza places to shame. Really. (We had his pizza for supper tonight.) His nickname when we first got married was Pizzaman.

Bones is going to school tomorrow. He seems on the mend, but you can count his ribs through his back. He is thin. We realized today that he actually thinks 'cows milk' caused him to get sick. We had to explain to him that it was a virus. As of now he thinks... stomach viruses are transmitted through milk.

His brain and thought processes always amaze me. He is so... all over the road.

It is still compaign HQ here as both older boys ramp up their campaigning for their Thursday election. Speeches are being written. I'm having to go over Ringo's, who is running for Treasurer.

Saying things like, 'I count pretty well so I won't lose money' or "I know I don't seem organized, but with some things I am..." aren't going to garner votes. He is the king of disorganization. I'm glad he can count... he's in 7th grade afterall.

We are working on it. I hope he'll listen...

A guy at work had a tattoo put on his arm of an American flag and some stuff underneath. He showed it to me. I said, "OH! Cool flag! Does it have all 50 stars?" and I proceeded to count. Before he could say 'no!' (small flag), I said, "Dude, it only has 36 stars..." to which he replied, "Bou, of all the people I've shown my new tattoo to, you are the only one who's counted..."

At first blush I think he's insinuating it is weird, but I think everyone else is weird for not wondering and not doing the math!

Ok. That's it. Random thoughts on a random Sunday. We got rain. I'm happy. School ends on Friday. Bones is turning 9 on Friday. Wow...

Good night.

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Bones can't turn 9!!! It means I'm getting really old! Hope all gets better this week with him.

Posted by: vw bug at June 2, 2008 05:13 AM

we got rain, too. You know, because the sprinkler was on! It was pouring, and hubby was disinclined to go outside to turn off the sprinkler. I insisted. Good lord our utility bill is high enough! Then, I washed the car in the rain. Water conservationist that I am! LOL!

Posted by: wRitErsbLock at June 2, 2008 07:24 AM

His Pavlovian aversion is somewhat warranted though...dontcha think, "it...was...the...dairyeeeeeee!"

So...the pizza recipe...does it stay "in The Family" or can we take a peek?

"Saying things like, 'I count pretty well so I won't lose money' or "I know I don't seem organized, but with some things I am..." aren't going to garner votes." Oh...i don't know...its worked so well in the past, if you spin it just so.

Posted by: Jay- the friendly neighborhood piper at June 2, 2008 07:36 AM

You can send some of that heat up this way, we JUST turn the furnance off (hopefully for good) on Sunday.

YES, we have NEEDED the furnance on at night, just last week we had a frost advisory for the nights.

This weather just sucks.

I am too worried about Hurricane season, especially since my mom will do nothing to get prepared. I bet she doesn't even know what to do if one were heading her way. I have sent her all kinds of information (the post you did last year I sent her three times).

But she is old enough to do what she wants, so what will be will be.

Posted by: Quality Weenie at June 2, 2008 07:37 AM

Of course you counted. You're a math major.

Posted by: Denny at June 2, 2008 12:13 PM

"His brain and thought processes always amaze me. He is so... all over the road."

He's not all over the road, that'd be me late on a Saturday night, he's just a diversified thinker. In the box, out of the box, all over the box.

Don't worry 'bout his ribs showin', heck, help him build some more confidence, ... point out six pack abs... ;)

Posted by: RedNeck at June 2, 2008 01:53 PM

"His brain and thought processes always amaze me. He is so... all over the road."

Bones is all over the road? Read YOUR post--you went from Hurricanes to Obama to Pizza to Bones' sickness, Bones' thinking, campaigns, and ended with Tattoos.

;)

Posted by: sticks at June 2, 2008 03:08 PM

Sticks- LOL! Point taken... but that was in a search for something to post. This is the norm for Bones.

Very often in the house, he'll say something while we are all talking and Ringo will just look at Mr. T and say one word, "Random", and then they keep talking. Its kind of funny...

Posted by: Bou at June 2, 2008 03:59 PM

You are not alone. I *always* count stars on tattoos and other flag-like representations (cartoons, bumper stickers, T-shirts, etc.). And I'm always somewhat disappointed if there aren't 50.

It's a tough design, but you have to commit. Half-assing a flag is worse than no flag at all.

Posted by: Harvey at June 3, 2008 05:00 AM

The last two years, while the prognosticators screamed dire predictions... I knew we were safe.

This year, I don't feel anything. But... I'll trust your instincts before the idiots who think they can actually forecast the number of storms in a season. ;)

Posted by: pam at June 3, 2008 09:05 AM

LOL about the tat. Mmmm... pizza...

Obama... Dude, I just don't know what else can be said about him. He's getting such a pass on everything that matters. I shudder to think what will happen to our country in the next 4 years...

Mmmm... pizza....

Posted by: Jody at June 3, 2008 08:10 PM

How could one not nitice a 36-star flag? Of course, you mentioned that the flag hasn't had 36 stars since 1867 (when Nebraska entered the union) -- right?

Posted by: Bob at June 3, 2008 08:45 PM