Some More Random Musings

I’m sort of accident prone and I’ve discussed my affliction on this site before.  The other day at the park I was trying to swat away a fly that kept circling around my face and buzzing in my ear.  I was getting quite frustrated by it.  I took one more big swipe at the blasted thing and swished my hand in front of my face with a great deal of momentum.  Only I didn’t swish in front of my face.  I did it on my actual face and clocked myself.  I damn near broke my nose and knocked myself unconscious .  My nose still hurt the next day.

Sassy is at YMCA summer camp again this year.  She really loves it.  She has lots of friends and they swim everyday and go on field trips – generally a good time.  This week she made me very proud indeed.  I have always had a talent for doing stuff with my feet, and apparently my daughter has inherited my gift.  I can pinch the hell out of you with my toes and pick up any number of stuff with my toes.  I can even pick up a brick.  True story, I swear.  I think it comes from my inherent laziness.  Anyway, this week they had a game where they stuck their feet in buckets of water and raced to see how many marbles they could pull out with their toes.  Sassy was far and away the winner.  Yea for unusual talents!

Ava and I are in mortgages.  It sucks, but it’s just a gig until the book deal comes through.  Are you listening, Universe?  Anyway, it does provide itslittle amusements.  We got in a real estate appraisal this week with some very strange comments from the appraiser.  Any derogatory comments by the appraiser must be addressed.  In this particular instance, the comment was, “There is an abnormally large number of birds.”  Now I wonder – what exactly constitutes “abnormal”?  Are we talking a bunch of annoying birds or is this something Hitchcockian?  We actually had to send a pest control guy out to inspect.  His report says nothing is amiss.  But still, my curiosity is peaked.

I asked My Honey what he wanted to do for Father’s Day.  Of course he had no suggestions.  I think we’ll go see Toy Story 3 because it’s supposed to be 137 degrees this weekend and a nice cool movie sounds blissfull.  When I asked him if he wanted to go see a movie he agreed – especially if I can find a western-ninja-movie-in-space.

I read this on someone else’s blog and I’m sorry I can’t remember where, but I did follow up on it and it’s true.  The Old Spice guy who’s commercial Kelli and I love so much got a artist’s deal with NBC.  Yea for him.  I think he’s absolutely hysterical.