1- It's Friday. Need I say more? I love Friday. Friday feels like a party, whether or not one actually happens. It just feels fun!
2- I think I'm figuring out iTunes. Call me retarded, but I've found it uber annoying and not very user friendly. But, I think I'm getting it now.
3- Today is the last day of school for my kids for until a week from Monday! YAY! I hope the weather is nice. If so, we'll go play Frisbee every day.
4- My son is REALLY good at Frisbee for an 8 year old. He's gotten good enough that's it's not just me doing my mom-job to play Frisbee with him. It's actually fun and challenging. Dang, he's gonna be good when he's 18!
5- My cell phone charger broke. This is no normal charger you can just pick up at the store either. It's a long story about that, but the end result was that I went for about a week and a half with no cell phone. Then my mom kindly charged my batteries with her phone and then they died again. I was waiting for a charger to ship from either Amazon.com or somewhere in Hong Kong. (more long stories) Anyway, to make a long story short, Hong Kong pulled through and I can finally charge my cell phone again! I'm so glad. I heart my cell.
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Rohan came over to me with a DVD case in his hand. He said he wanted to watch this show. I said ok. He's been very interested in the fact that there is a "bonus material" disc and he asked me, "Why is dat bonus material there?" I told him it was just some extra stuff. He was satisfied. I wanted to pick him up (because he's so cute) and in doing so I made him drop the DVD case. He got really worried and I assured him (as I held his cuteness in my arms) that the DVD was fine. He responded, "Yeah, dat's cuz it's made out of 'extras'!"
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Friday, March 20, 2009
Thursday, November 6, 2008
Phone, Sweet Phone
My mom smells good. I'm not sure what the magic combination is... perfume, makeup, bath soap, farm house and acreage with a stiff breeze blowing through it? I haven't figured it out, but she carries around on her person one of my three favorite smells on this green earth. On Tuesday, I had an errand to run and she popped over to watch my kids for just a half an hour. I returned and she left. End of story. Or so I thought.
The next morning I was sitting at my computer and I picked up the phone to call someone. As I brought the phone to my face, my senses were assailed with that sweet scent that is my mother. I was not immediately and consciously aware of her scent that first time I picked up the phone. As the day wore on and I made or answered more phone calls I would inhale deeply and think of my mom. I realized that the phone smelled like her. I thought this was strange. She was only here for a few minutes. Why would she come to my dungeon, uhhh basement and talk on my dumb, non-cordless phone?

I asked her later on if she was on the phone in the basement while she was here. Indeed she was. She came down to check something online and the phone rang. She was on it for all of one minute.
"Why do you ask", she said. I told her that my phone smells like her. She laughed out loud.
It's been two days now and her lovely scent still lingers when I say 'hello'. It makes me smile, and I feel privileged to be the daughter of such an amazing woman who wears a scent as sweet as she.
The next morning I was sitting at my computer and I picked up the phone to call someone. As I brought the phone to my face, my senses were assailed with that sweet scent that is my mother. I was not immediately and consciously aware of her scent that first time I picked up the phone. As the day wore on and I made or answered more phone calls I would inhale deeply and think of my mom. I realized that the phone smelled like her. I thought this was strange. She was only here for a few minutes. Why would she come to my dungeon, uhhh basement and talk on my dumb, non-cordless phone?
I asked her later on if she was on the phone in the basement while she was here. Indeed she was. She came down to check something online and the phone rang. She was on it for all of one minute.
"Why do you ask", she said. I told her that my phone smells like her. She laughed out loud.
It's been two days now and her lovely scent still lingers when I say 'hello'. It makes me smile, and I feel privileged to be the daughter of such an amazing woman who wears a scent as sweet as she.
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