Wednesday, October 29, 2008 - What Has It Got In Its Pocketses?
Some people can be happy without pockets but I am not one of them.
Yesterday at the end of the day as I emptied my pockets, I caught myself thinking detritus du jour. Today Devastatingly Handsome was kind enough to photograph yesterday's detritus.
That would be: my candy corn flavored lip gloss, one A & W root beer barrel (we had a date for dinner. Devastatingly and I ate Long John Silver's new, uh, healthier menu while the Bananalets had A & W at the booth 15 feet away. Very romantic, I'm sure), and a tooth ball. The tooth ball is just the coolest thing. I did my Mature Adult thing yesterday and went to the dentist for my check-up and cleaning. And then, when Mr Music and Miss Dog Lover were choosing prizes from the Treasure Chest, I did the Not-so-mature Adult thing and helped myself to a tooth ball, my theory being that I had earned it. It looks like a real tooth in there and has little glittery sparkles. I always go for subtle sparkles, even when they surround a tooth. It especially appealed as I just finished reading Life of Pi and have not figured out what the part about the tree with the teeth is about.
Your blog is even funnier when it's after 11 pm and I'm a little slap-happy anyway, but I just about lost it when I read about the WM clerk assuring dh that the watch would work just fine with only 3 springs and dh going behind the counter to find the lost one! I think there's a parable there somewhere.
And I have noticed my own slackened appetite for reading when I have so many real life characters surrounding me!
I must remember to add "ganging-aft-aglay" into my conversation some time soon. Some Robbie Burns, no matter how butchered, is always appropriate, don't you think? ;)
Re dentist toys: You may or may not remember my post from this summer in which my 17-y/o and almost-13-y/o were discussing the joys of procuring squeezy rats from the dentist's prize box, and the subsequent post in which they had to settle instead for toys of a rather noisy nature. I am happy to say that *I* have never stooped to the level of actually indulging in the prize box myself.
Re pocketses: You have four kids and only 3 items in your pockets at the end of the day? Very impressive. Although the number of items does tend to diminish as the children get older. My youngest, like yours, is ten, but since mine is a girl, I still end up with an inordinate amount of ponytail holders in my pockets at the end of any given day. The other day I found one on the trampoline.
What I *really* like to find in my pockets is cash.
I like the collection - and pockets are VERY important to me.
I laughed and remembered the day they drew blood - for some reason, probably pregnancy pre-admission to the hospital. I was a good girl and didn't cry. So I asked for a sticker. It's still hanging on my fridge. :-) *L*
