Cecilia sings the ABCs:
"A, B, C, B, F and G, H, I, N, O, P, Q, R, S, Y and Z, Now I know my A, B, C, B, F and G, H, I, N, O, P, Q, R, S, Y and Z, Now I know my A, B, C, B, F and G..."
[This is the song that never ends....]
So, while parked at my mom's preschool while in Atlanta, birds pooped on our cars:
And, more testament to the stupidity of my parents' cats (as if any more proof were needed):
So, lots of photos to go with my random thoughts this week... I took a lot of them with my phone recently. Here is a sight never before seen in the history of Wal-Mart...

In Atlanta, we went to the children's museum downtown one morning, so here are some poor-quality photos of the girls enjoying their time in the museum:


See how two candle wicks were lit? That was my doing with a lighter, which ran out of fluid before I got to the third wick. Now, my dad had just bought a three pack of lighters for some reason, but my brother decided instead to light a piece of paper from one of the already-lit wicks. Then the paper charred up and fel, still lit, into the candle, but didn't light the wick. Once we used one of the new lighters, the candle smelled wonderful!


playing in water


shopping with stuffed chickens (as if they don't hang out around chickens enough, they were hoarding the stuffed ones in the play grocery/farm area)
And I said I wouldn't put this on my blog, but I was offloading a bunch of photos off my phone, so I couldn't resist. One of my Eagle Scout brothers who will remain unnamed did this:

Okay, this is something I saw in a store and I just thought it was weird... don't have any other comments about it:

Caroline said to me yesterday, "Mommy, we're playing hopscotch. I'm learning Cecilia how."
I don't understand those people who bring their dogs with them everywhere and then leave them in their cars in parking lots. What is the point in bringing a dog to sit in your parked car?? Well, this dog got revenge:

And, I had a weird dream last night. I have a bad cold right now, and I think it was getting to my brain... I tend to have weirder dreams when I am sick. So, I dreamed that I was at the wedding of my sister-in-law and brother-in-law. They actually got married back in 2003 in a church, but in my dream, their wedding was in Lowe's. Maybe it was Home Depot, but I think it was Lowe's. I was a bridesmaid (at least that much was true to real life). In the dream, I was upset because there was not enough seating for everyone. Apparently, having been to a Lowe's wedding before, I knew that they were supposed to have scaffolding set up for overflow seating next to the folding chairs set up in a corner of the store. At this wedding, however, the scaffolding was in the opposite corner of the store. We had to climb up it and be careful not to knock off any pieces of fine china which were sitting on shelves all over it. Other than the parents of the bride and groom, all the other close family and friends had to sit on the scaffolding while the not-so-close friends and family got to sit in the folding chairs, where the ceremony was taking place. We couldn't see or hear the ceremony from the scaffolding, being on the other side of the store. I thought that my husband must be the best man, because I was paired with a different groomsman, who I think was one of my husband's co-workers (you know how stuff is never totally clear in dreams). But when I asked him, "Are you the best man?" he replied, "No, Homer Simpson is," and motioned to somebody in a full Homer Simpson costume (who was also there on the scaffolding with us). So, we all got off the scaffolding later and the wedding and reception were both over, and there were some pitiful-looking pieces of chocolate cake with the letter E frosted on them (for my SIL's middle initial?? Probably not for any real reason just because it was a random dream and therefore didn't make sense... or it was my initial, because again, this dream didn't make sense). And then I remember wedding guests sitting at a table at dinner somewhere, and it all gets fuzzy after that...
I was sorting through some old letters and cards, and I found one from my mom that said, "Happy Birthday and happy shooting!" I didn't recall ever being taken hunting for my birthday, but I finally figured it out after being quite puzzled. I also found some priceless notes from my baby brother - see photos here!
2 comments:
very interesting dream, erin! john probably would've been just fine with getting married in a lowe's. i bet andrew would be all for it, too!
I figured John wouldn't have minded the location! And in retrospect, don't you think you guys would have loved some guy dressed as Homer Simpson to have been part of your wedding party? :P
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