Here we go: a running Lily narration. These pictures are completely unrelated.
I rarely can let a week go by without sharing a picture of one of my cats. I am the Cat Lady, but instead of wearing knitted cat sweaters, I wear regular sweaters with cat hair all over them. Instead of adoring my cats, I constantly plot against them.
Here is Fat Linda. She can't be bothered to ever sit on the floor like a normal animal. She lies on top of the coffee table, on my laundry, or on a discarded sock. And then there is her favorite: backpacks. Perhaps this is her way of participating in the Back To School fever. Or maybe she's just feeble-minded.
Remember Giant Dora from my last post? Marina brought her into my room while I slept so I woke up to her oblong head staring down on me. Well, last night as I watched TV, the ceiling fan brought Dora closer and closer to me until she was obstructing my view. I punched her in the head.
The other day, I was helping my mom clean up after she fed my family (Thanks, Mom!) when I discovered this wax paper in her drawer. I asked her how old it was. She told me they just bought it. I told her that was impossible. Take a look at the box below. She and her husband seemed rather offended that I would call into question the age of their stock (I might add that it is not uncommon to find peanut butter in their pantry that expired in 2006).
This microwave looks highly impressive. Must be the newest thing out.
We had a slight "issue" in our basement this weekend. I'll create a blog dedicated to this subject soon - when I have enough distance to find it funny. Suffice it to say that we had uninvited water take over our land. While we were running the Shop-Vac and taking gallons and gallons of water out of our nearly new carpet, our kids were going crazy. They were running in circles and screaming. Just when I thought I was going to start wringing them out, Marina came downstairs with this. She was joining in the clean-up effort.
I'm always very entertained by the things that Eli brings home from school. I wonder what his teachers think. Maybe he is fairly normal... but just maybe he is far superior to all the other 6-year-olds in the world.
He brought home his self-portrait. Apparently that was the day he was shooting lasers from his eyes. Must have been something I fed him for dinner...
I found this when I was checking his homework for tonight. His worksheet tells him to, "Find something at home that has the shape of a square. Draw a picture of what you found." He must have been in his dad's office while he completed this. His answer, "Ethernet Port". Excellent.
You may be hoping the camera on my phone breaks soon. These blogs are the equivalent of making you look at a slideshow from my recent vacation. That's what you get for wasting your time reading junk on the internet when you should be making your kids dinner... wait, that's actually me, right now. Dog-Darn it (as Eli says).
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