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***The man above is someone we saw at the airport; you can’t really see what he is doing in the picture (because I was being all sly when taking it), but he is opening and eating a very large cottage cheese container filled with something that looked like spinach-artichoke dip. He was pulled out of the security line and told he couldn’t take it through, at which point he stomped over to the garbage can, slammed his bag onto the ground, and started eating it as fast as he could. I tried to understand his frustration, even though the signs throughout the entire airport are pretty fair warning that he wouldn’t be able to take it through security; however, my understanding was somewhat overshadowed by the hilarity of watching him bury his face into this container and come up with bulging mouthfuls of his lovely concoction. After he finished eating what he could and went back through security (still chewing), he left the container on top of the garbage can; I went over to look at it to see if I might want some-he was clearly enjoying it-but alas, it looked like, well, shit.
***This is how we roll at our house. Tired but just can’t quite muster up the engery to actually go find a pillow? Use the dog. This is Owen after a long hard morning playing outside. They were born within three days of each other so have literally grown up together; it is hard deciding which of them is more adorable some days.
***The above and below pictures both just make me happy; no matter how much they fight and pester one another, Sam and Owen are very, very close; Owen cried when Sam got on the plane…until he said, “Ooh! Toys!” and ran off to play in the little airplane.
***Blogging has, for a thousand reasons, been wonderful for me. Just recently, I have been reminded forcibly that the writers on the other end are actual real live people with, you know, feelings, and sometimes I forget that when I feel pretty strongly about something when I am commenting. It is good for me to have a few pre-conceived notions smashed to bits; I tend to see a lot of things in black and white, and noticing the shades of grey is forcing me to bend and grow and change. It better; I am tired of having to pull my foot out of my mouth regularly.
***Our fridge has slowly been dying until a few days ago, it just heaved a big old sigh and went on to appliance heaven. So, we had to buy a new fridge, and I almost had a heart attack; it is just a plain-Jane white fridge, nothing fancy, just, you know, a fridge-and it cost as much as my TIRES did (looked online at several different places, though, to compare prices, and we are actually getting a good deal). We did the 90 days same as cash deal (which will actually be paid off in a month) and I seriously started hyperventilating and had to leave the store. I don’t know; I didn’t panic when we had a KID, nor when we bought the car together three years ago, but for some reason, the fridge was like a commitment.
All right then; you have finished with me…what are you waiting for? Mrs.Fours has a lot more links to other posts up at her place.