After proclaiming that he needed to get a shower last night, the following dialogue ensued: Me: You should try the new shampoo I got. It’s fabulous stuff…. the purple bottle. Smells nice. John: Purple shampoo? What makes it so good? Me: Seems to clean well, smells nice and, well, it’s purple. (pause) Odd to pick…
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My theory on spouses at Christmas
Right. Before I start this, I should point out that I am very happily married to a wonderful person whom I like and love more with each passing day. This theory probably wouldn’t work to describe relationships in which partners are not happy or in which they are not fascinated with each other’s lives. I’ve…
When in doubt, pterodactyl
(Does it scare you that I knew how to spell that without looking?) Katherine has discovered a new coping mechanism. When asked a question to which she doesn’t know the answer, she stretches her mouth open, sticks out her tongue all the way and screeches, emulating, for all the world, what I imagine a young…
While no one was watching….
Katherine and I spent some time out in the yard today, tidying things and spraying sand in about eight different directions. She had a blast. Moss discerned that hoses are really related to snakes and need pouncing upon, vigourous shaking and the deft application of very sharp teeth. At least, that’s his story. Mine varies…
Smoke alarms: what you don’t know might kill a night’s sleep
Woke up at 5:57 this morning to the alarm clock going off. While I knew John had to be up and out the door early, there were two things wrong with the situation that my pre-caffeinated brain could discern. Firstly, the alarm was set for 6:25, which, even without coffee, I can tell is different…
Raising the Bar Strength & Conditioning 