Saturday, June 11, 2005


I am beginning to think that I could never bear to even visit Texas. Even a stopover at the airport would be too much.

Why will my son only eat raisins (the golden kind only, mind you) unless I call them "kitty treats?"

Just finished reading Me Talk Pretty One Day by David Sedaris. Absolutely. Hysterical. I haven't laughed that hard at a book in a very long time.

For the first time in my life, today I cleaned another human being's poop off the floor. At least it landed on tile. It's the little things you are thankful for sometimes.

I wish I had the time to wash my car like I used to when I was younger. My car was spotless inside and out, I would go in between the air conditioning vents with a Q-tip, for goodness sakes. Needless to say, that is no longer the case.

I did, however, recently utilize a Q-tip to clean the toys I won on Ebay. Is it too much to ask that they be cleaned? Something about someone else's dirt freaks me out.

When I was doing research into hotels for my parent's upcoming anniversary, I found this hotel, where their private villas can run from three grand a night and up. I then found myself thinking that if you can afford something like that, you have way too much money on your hands.

I have named my doves (they are mine because they refuse to leave my patio) Cheeky, Squeaky, Leaky and Poopie. And its good because I can call any one of them Poopie and it will fit.

Entirely too many references to the word poop were made in this post.


Mel said...

Okay. I just saw David Sedaris on some Sunday morning show talking about his books. I've never seen him before. I haven't read him, either. (I need to.) And I had reponses to other things you said, too, but now I can't remember.

Mel said...

Oh. Now I remember. I can't bear the thought of traveling to Texas either. And I'll be there in exactly 12 days.

WordsRock said...

Next best thing to traveling to Texas is to have Texas travel to you.