The Progeny
The Non-Beefy Dog Days of Ma
Bleah. Ma needs to do something different.
Just for a change of pace, I'm making Tator Tot Casserole tonight, only with ground pork, instead of beef. You can't say I don't try!
Frankly though, I'm feeling kind of wiped out. Different stresses starting to chip away at Ma's hardened veneer of cynical superficiality. I can't WAIT until Ardith's wedding so I can relax and enjoy myself!
And speaking of which, it looks like Ma will not be shedding those 10 pounds before el weddingo. The fact that Blue Bunny Coconut Macaroon Ice Cream was on sale today has nothing to do with it.
I do have an alternate slimming plan, however. It involves several layers of increasingly taut spandex, wires, and a series of small but extremely powerful winches.
Breathing will be optional.
I'm also postponing my birthday until after the wedding. This basically means very little, other than los kiddos will have to wait for burritos and a special dessert until after they've porked down at the marriage feast.
(by the way, Ardith, the kids want to know if there's going to be shrimp....)
Managed to get something done today besides school (only 175 days to go....WOO-HEE) I went shopping ALL BY MYSELF....*sob*...excuse me...I still get emotional just thinking about it...
They were playing remastered Beatles CDs on my oldies station :-D
Can you say, "Long Term Musical Acquirement?"
Another major accomplishment: I discovered, pulled up and returned a missed phone call on my new cell phone! It was something of an accident, but this is how I work. This is my karma, people.
It's like Loren telling me to read the camera manual so I can know more about taking pictures, to which I replied, "I don't want to be a professional, I just want to get lucky, once in a while!"
Hey, if you have to know what you're doing all the time, I mean...what's the point? Where's the joy? The serendipity?
Where's the beef?
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Just for a change of pace, I'm making Tator Tot Casserole tonight, only with ground pork, instead of beef. You can't say I don't try!
Frankly though, I'm feeling kind of wiped out. Different stresses starting to chip away at Ma's hardened veneer of cynical superficiality. I can't WAIT until Ardith's wedding so I can relax and enjoy myself!
And speaking of which, it looks like Ma will not be shedding those 10 pounds before el weddingo. The fact that Blue Bunny Coconut Macaroon Ice Cream was on sale today has nothing to do with it.
I do have an alternate slimming plan, however. It involves several layers of increasingly taut spandex, wires, and a series of small but extremely powerful winches.
Breathing will be optional.
I'm also postponing my birthday until after the wedding. This basically means very little, other than los kiddos will have to wait for burritos and a special dessert until after they've porked down at the marriage feast.
(by the way, Ardith, the kids want to know if there's going to be shrimp....)
Managed to get something done today besides school (only 175 days to go....WOO-HEE) I went shopping ALL BY MYSELF....*sob*...excuse me...I still get emotional just thinking about it...
They were playing remastered Beatles CDs on my oldies station :-D
Can you say, "Long Term Musical Acquirement?"
Another major accomplishment: I discovered, pulled up and returned a missed phone call on my new cell phone! It was something of an accident, but this is how I work. This is my karma, people.
It's like Loren telling me to read the camera manual so I can know more about taking pictures, to which I replied, "I don't want to be a professional, I just want to get lucky, once in a while!"
Hey, if you have to know what you're doing all the time, I mean...what's the point? Where's the joy? The serendipity?
Where's the beef?
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posted by Ma Hoyt | 6:43 PM
4 Comments:
Yes - I find it takes at least as long to locate the instructions in the manual, as it does to play around and figure it out!
I'm so proud of you returning a missed phone call! So, if I need to get ahold of you and you don't answer, does this mean you'll call me back even if I don't leave a voicemail? :)
Quite possibly, though sometimes I don't look at my cell phone for days at a time.
And more importantly, don't you feel old now that the roles are switched so that your daughter is talking about being proud of you for something?
Oh yeah. I was way too encouraging when you guys were growing up...
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