Monday, May 15, 2006

Happy Mother's Day Yesterday

I love this photo Ken took of the bleeding hearts we have growing by our front door. It's a perfect visual metaphor of my mother's day. See the obvious breathtaking gorgeousness of nature? Spring? Birth? Life? And with a mention of bloodshed? Yeah. I'm currently the mother of an angry teenager and a mouthy adolescent. Nice. Got some really cute earrings out of the deal though.

Saturday, May 13, 2006

Happy Birthday, Elisabeth!!!

Dear Liz,

Happy 14th Birthday, Honey! I realize being 13 was something of a wild ride for you, as it is for most of us... But you handled this past year with your usual grace & elegance. Dad and I are very proud of you & we couldn't love you more. Best wishes for a totally swell and highly delightful 14!

Love & kisses,



Thursday, May 11, 2006

Ken And Emily Discuss Lunch Options

Emily: Dad? (making lunch for school)
Ken: Yes?
Emily: What type of lunch box did you use when you had a job?
Ken: (muffles laugh) I didn't usually take my lunch.
Emily: So you got hot lunch most of the time?
Ken: I guess so.
Emily: How much did hot lunch cost?
Ken: About $7 or so.
Emily: Huh. (continues singing her way through making her lunch)

Monday, May 08, 2006

Fair Warning

Emily: I love you!
Lisa: Thanks. I love you too.
Emily: You'd better get ready for when I'm a teenager.
Lisa: What does that mean?
Emily: Well, because when I'm a teenager I won't just walk by and say I love you anymore.
Lisa: Why not?
Emily: I'll be into teenager things.
Lisa: And?
Emily: When I'm thirteen I'll be really busy with teenager stuff.
Lisa: Teenagers don't love their mothers?
Emily: Oh, I'll still love you. Believe me, I will. I just won't say it. I'll be too busy.
Lisa: Thanks for the tip.

Saturday, May 06, 2006

Can You Feel The Love?

Ken: So Meswaaba said...
Lisa: You mean Mufasa? (shudders, then giggles)
Ken: (sighs) Please do not call him Mufasa.
Lisa: I know. It's wrong. I'm sorry. But I can never remember his name, and every time you say it, I hear the Whoopi Goldberg hyena when she says...
Ken: I know. And now so do I.
Lisa: Mufasa. I just like saying it. All that power! Mufasa! Mufasa! (shivers)
Ken: (rolls eyes, goes back to typing)

Monday, May 01, 2006

Pajamas, Anyone?

How to know you receive too many gosh darn catalogs and it's time to call the special Please Make It Stop phone number again: In today's mail I received a catalog devoted exclusively to selling ladies' pajamas. They offer a few pairs of slippers and some of those Zsa Zsa-esque eye cover things, but for the most part it's pajamas for women. Nothing for men, and they don't do kids. Pajama-grams, they are called and each set comes nestled in a pretty hat box. Just in time for Mother's Day. Oh, and since we're chatting like this anyway, how old do you think is too old for a woman to get a tattoo?