Why would a fly want to help me write? Let me explain a little about Fly on the Wall… In a nutshell, it’s snippets from life put together to make one post. Participating bloggers then take said posts and all publish at the same time. Magically at 10 am EST these posts all appear simultaneously once a month! So read on to see what the fly and I wrote, then stick around and see what other bloggers wrote by clicking on one or two or ten of the links at the bottom of the post.
So in other words, what fly WOULDN’T want to get in on that kind of awesomeness? :-)
Me eating ice cream: “Oh ice cream how I love you! Why don’t I eat ice cream more often?”
Me two hours later: *In pain and crying* “Whyyyyyyy do I eat ice cream?????”
(Lactose intolerance, that’s why. It blows.)
Evil Genius to The Professor: “Did you learn anything at Baseball Camp today?”
The Professor: “Nothing that I can remember.”
Couldn’t find the library’s disposable silverware anywhere the other day at work. My choices to eat my mac and cheese were a big wooden spoon or a measuring spoon… I chose the measuring spoon. It may have looked a little weird, but hey I was HUNGRY!
Things not to do on the day of a 5K that you plan on actually running.
1) Drink orange juice beforehand
2) Eat blueberry waffles beforehand
3) Wear pants that won’t stay up
All bad things to do… trust me. *urp*
*Stares at pair upon pair of black yoga pants in the laundry basket* Is it possible to have an addiction to yoga pants?
The above picture is from Easter. Why is my son wearing a button up shirt, tie, and vest? Certainly not because we told him to. A friend gave us some of her son’s clothes that he had outgrown and he has been obsessed with that outfit ever since. Every chance he’s got he’s tried to wear it.
The day before Easter… “Mom…”
Me without even hesitating: “Yes you can wear the shirt and tie.”
He does look pretty cute, even though he started out wearing the shirt over a polo shirt. He thought it would look extra nice. We made him take it off.
Random things written on Facebook:
So apparently orange juice is not a viable alternative for milk in cream of chicken soup.
I really hate it when I find meat in my bra.
The Princess and I delivered cookies to my aunt and cousin in the Target parking lot recently. I’m now completely convinced that Girl Scout cookies are another form of crack. “You got the stuff?” “You got the cash?”
Yes those were my children walking to the bus stop in the pouring rain. Brand new umbrella… Need I say more?
Me: “When I was a kid we used typewriters to type things because that was before they had computers for everyday use and things like ipads.”
The Princess: “Yeah. That was a long time before pencils too…”
Yes we etched everything on to a stone tablet…
My daughter wanted to clean for fun this past weekend. I don’t think she’s really mine.
Yep that’s right. Mom has been slacking in the cleaning department. For whatever reason, my depression has reared its ugly head once again and I feel like doing nothing. But I’m happy to say that we spent the day cleaning up our kitchen and not only has it stayed that way, I did some more organizing this week! Now I can’t say much for the rest of the house, but by golly our kitchen looks great!
Back to the running… there is kind of a happy ending here. The next 5K was a couple of weeks later. It was for my husband’s Live Healthy Iowa thingie. I did decently-and I ran the whole way! I’m not so sure where I actually finished, I have yet to see any race results. However the hubby was so proud he got me flowers. And they’re tie-dyed!
Now he can get flowers for me for when I’m done with the half marathon on May 30th. He can put them on my grave, because I’ll probably die.
This weekend is Evil Genius’s birthday. He turns the big 4-0. We will be attempting to make Mountain Dew cupcakes. I’m sure there will be a good story in there for next month’s Fly on the Wall. We actually have three birthdays between now and then! How about that?
So that’s it, short and sweet this month. Thanks for stopping by and reading… And how much help was the fly? At some point the dog ate him. How’s that for appreciation? Don’t worry about him, there are plenty more flies out there. Take a look at some of the blogs below. They are just buzzing with things for you to read!
http://www.BakingInATornado.com Baking In A Tornado
http://spatulasonparade.blogspot.com/ Spatulas on Parade
http://followmehome.shellybean.com Follow me home
http://www.menopausalmom.com/ Menopausal Mother
http://stacysewsandschools.blogspot.com/ Stacy Sews and Schools
http://batteredhope.blogspot.com Battered Hope
http://www.justalittlenutty.com/ Just A Little Nutty
http://themomisodes.com The Momisodes
http://www.someoneelsesgenius.com Someone Else’s Genius
http://gndisney.wordpress.com Disneyland in Kentucky
http://singlemumplusone.blogspot.com Searching for Sanity
http://www.angelaweight.com Sanity Waiting to Happen
http://dinoheromommy.com/ Dinosaur Superhero Mommy
http://www.juiceboxconfession.com Juicebox Confession