I should like to scold Indiana and put it in a time out for the most recent weather we’ve been having. Who needs 30mph 25 degree winds with snow flurries? No one. That’s who. Never have I wanted my groceries to march themselves inside than I did this afternoon. The older I get the more and more pleased I am with my suburban home, attached garage and crossover SUV. However I’m not very pleased that I gave into Addie’s request for a flute from Mexico. Suddenly 15 pesos seems like an awfully steep price for my sanity.
It was one of those mornings when I could feel the urge to stay under the warm covers and hibernate the day away before I even opened my eyes. Unfortunately a small human down the hall had other plans and began screaming “POOOOOOP!” shortly after 7:30 am. It’s funny how this blog can go from the Addie show to the Vivi show depending on the week. I am regularly accused of favoring one over the other depending on when the accuser happens upon my blog. Last week I was told on three separate occasions I looked too young to have children, let alone an 8 year old. I took it as a sign I clearly need to spend more time in Mexico.
In an unfortunate turn of events I ended up using the ocean as a terribly vicious neti pot. When I took my swimsuit off a perfectly bum crack shaped chunk of sand fell to the bathroom floor.
I didn’t go back in the ocean.
You know what I like? This:
If you’ve ever wondered what living with Vivi is like, she’s a lot like the brown goat with horns at 1:22 . I figure there has to be at least one of you who hasn’t seen this video yet, please enjoy. It’s one of the best things the Internet has ever given us.