Leapin' lizards!

You know those moments in life where you feel like you should do something, you hesitate, the moment is gone, and you regret your decision for the rest of your life? Well, I do.

Today, I was in my car talking to Jeremy. I parked and I noticed a small green lizard on my windshield wiper. My first thought was "Oh man!! I could totally make that little guy fly!" But I was too taken in by him. I couldn't stop watching him, sitting perfectly still, his tiny ribs showing with each small breath. He sat there for about a minute, and I just sat there watching him. My hand was on the windshield wiper switch. But I didn't do it.

Moral: Don't let life pass you by. When you see an opportunity, seize it. For the love of mercy!!! Seize it!!!

Vera said that? Hmm.

The most random of songs popped into my head this evening: the Isle of Capri Casino jingle. I started singing it and was like "?". It actually brought up an interesting question. Was it:

I love, I love, the Isle of Capri Casino...

or was it:

Isle of, Isle of, the Isle of Capri Casino.

Jeremy thought it was the latter, but I disagree. What do you think? (And don't act like you don't remember that jingle. It used to be all the latest rage.)

It's gettin' gnatsy up in here.

But seriously... there are gnats in my house. I left the house for a few days last week, the trash did not get taken out, and now there are gnats in my house. I'm not one to point the finger of blame, but...

Observe how healthily, how calmly I can tell you the whole story.

I washed a lot of clothes yesterday. I did not fold them. Instead, I threw them in a pile on our newly purchased papasan. I am leaving for College Station in just a couple of hours. In that time I need to take a shower... and fold those clothes. For a while I just stared at the clothes thinking "I need to fold those clothes," but I decided I didn't want to, so I came in here to occupy my time in a different way. As I sit down to check my email, in my peripheral, I see it: The pile of clothes (the papasan being in my direct vision from the computer desk.) I sit here and type this blog, thinking the pile can wait. But still I can see it. I try to keep my eyes straight, but I can still see it. Why won't it just leave me alone?! It seems to be getting larger. I shut the door. Surely that will take the pile far from my mind. But no. Even as I sit here typing, the pile is always on my mind. I can think of nothing else. I know what must be done, and I must do it. I must burn the clothes.

I'm lovin' it.

A couple of days ago, I was eating breakfast with my brothers at a McDonalds in Longview. We were sitting by a window facing the playground and there were these two little black boys playing on the playground-- I'd guess one was about 7 and the other about 5. Well as I was talking with my brothers, Andrew looked out the window and goes "whoa!!" Well, you know how most (maybe all) McDonalds have a statue of Ronald McDonald sitting on a bench by the playground? Well, the younger kid was sitting next to Ronald and kissing him on the mouth! The funniest part about it is that he kept coming back for more. We kept watching him and laughing... and when he'd run by Ronald we' d be like "come on! Kiss him again..." and he always would (he couldn't see us or hear us.) It was crazy. Anyhow, it was just one of the funnier/weirder things I've seen in a while. Oh yeah, and Andrew was able to take a picture of it with my camera phone. He didn't get a picture of him actually kissing Ronald, but an even better one of him looking in our direction like he'd been caught. It was awesome.

Just re-entering my favorite blog...

One of the weirdest things my husband has ever said.

For lunch I picked up some food and met Jeremy on campus so we could eat together. Well, he got full and decided to throw part of his sandwich on the ground. I told him he shouldn't have done that and he was like "what? Birds eat chicken.... WAIT...Do birds eat chicken? That would be like people eating monkeys."

Remember when Daddy hit the referee with a whiskey bottle? Remember?

See? You gotta leave a teaser blog like that last one to keep 'em coming. It was a lie though. I mean, I'm back... but 'better than ever'? Who knows.

So, I am in Longview, Texas right now. I am visiting my friend Libbo, previously known as Libby, originally known as Olivia. Well, I don't really know if her parents ever called her Olivia. Let me ask her.

"Hey Libbo. Did your parents call you Olivia when you were a baby?"

"No."

"So you've always been Libby?"

"Yeah, ever since I popped out."

So there you have it.

Anyhow, Libbo is from Wisconsin, but she moved to Kentucky and she is visiting me and Andrea. I know it doesn't really seem like she is visiting ME since she didn't come to MY place of residence. But that's ok. I come to her. I did have to leave my husband for a couple of days. I don't mind it so much but I really wonder how he gets along without me. You see, he's not so good at FINDING things. He did say he ate corn dogs tonight, so at least he knew to look in the freezer. Attaboy, Jarmo.

So, here's my blog. WAY overdue, a bit lacking, but I did blog.

And as I dip, you dip, we dip.

I'm back and better than ever.

Stay tuned.