Joe has a new um...obsession. It is opera music. He listens to it loud. He listens to it late at night, and first thing in the morning. He also likes to listen to it in the van with the windows down and it blasting. It probably would be humorous to me(a long hair hippie/carnie/gypsy looking man sitting at a stop light with a German opera cranked up) IF the music were not so gratingly annoying .
I'd rather listen to Joanna Newsom than the chick in the viking hat.
My youngest son is saying the word "butt-tocks" with increasing frequency and glee. Wonder where he learned that word?
About Me
- tomirose
- I'm a wife of a wonderful man, mom to three awesome children. I like to laugh, encourage, and I would love to write. I think community is a wonderful thing, and I'd like people to be less cynical about church, not THE church, but the institution that we call the church. I think soul patches, piercings and tattoos are kinda cool; attitudes are not. Sometimes I lie in bed and think about weird things.. like why I like the taste of bubblemint gum, but despise the taste of our youngest son's bubblemint flavored toothpaste, or if our older children have already met their future spouses, how amazing it is that I've been married to the same man for thirty-two years, and why dryer lint looks the way it does. I hate having cold feet, being too hot, and stubbing my pinkie toe. I like to read pretty much anything but angsty poetry, well no I lied..not about the angsty poetry, but I don't much like to read biographies either. Laundry is the bane of my existence, along with cleaning out the refrigerator, and just plain cleaning.
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I know exactly where he heard BUTT-TOCKS....I know exactly...ask my youngest son.
Troy
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c('')('') Cute blog.
it's a bunny.
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(> <) It certainly is
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