Sometimes when you’re playing dominos you think it would be more fun if everyone had a costume. And if you’re me you have the clown costume your mom made for the Clowntastic Event on hand. Long live 1982.
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Dominos!
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Ding ding…
The “triangle/keyboard” ding-ding in “Material Girl” – Em says “This song has a lot of text messages, like on your phone.” sigh….
Pizza Pizza
“Dominos!! That’s a weird name for a Pizza Hut!” said Em to the kid behind the counter. At Dominos, of course.
Date Night?
“Mommy, when can I go on a date? With Kellan. And get dressed up and go to a restaurant. All by ourselves. Just me and Kellan and no one else. That’s what dates are like, Mommy. When can I have a date like that? You will drive us. Maybe to Elmos. And wait in the car. Or you can sit at a table. Me and Kellan can sit at the bar.”
She wants to rock…
I just asked Em to quiet down for a second. She replied “But I just wanna rock, man….” I am trying to decide if Wayne or Garth is a better nickname for a four year old. Maybe Bill, maybe Ted…
The End of a Long Strange Trip
This is the end
Beautiful friend
This is the end
My only friend, the end
Of our elaborate plans, the end
Of everything that stands, the end
No safety or surprise, the end
I’ll never look into your eyes…again
Can you picture what will be
So limitless and free….
Busted, down on Bourbon Street, Set up, like a bowlin’ pin.
Knocked down, it get’s to wearin’ thin. They just won’t let you be
You’re sick of hangin’ around and you’d like to travel;
Get tired of travelin’ and you want to settle down.
I guess they can’t revoke your soul for tryin’,
Get out of the door and light out and look all around.
Sometimes the light’s all shinin’ on me;
Other times I can barely see.
Lately it occurs to me, What a long, strange trip it’s been.
Truckin’, I’m a goin’ home. Whoa whoa baby, back where I belong,
Back home, sit down and patch my bones, and get back truckin’ on….
I’m not sure which tune to listen to…. but it’s worth taking note, I got divorced today.
Bird Party
Sometimes when I wake up super early and the birds are noisily having a bird party outside I picture myself opening my window and yelling “Birds!!!” just like Ogre yells “Nerds!!” in Revenge of the Nerds.
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Pizza, pizza!
When you get busted eating a piece of pizza at 7:30 am… this is a good time to admit you’re not a real grown up. And give the kid a slice. And for the record, it didn’t kill her.
Love Child?
Explained to Emily that no, she was not a Love Child. This upset her greatly. “But I AM a child. And you LOVE me.” So then I found myself trying to explain to her what exactly a love child is and is not. Lesson learned. No Diana Ross first thing in the morning. The pre-coffee convo about premarital sex with my four year old did not go well.
Excitement on the side 