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permagir

this is the latest in bob’s growing collection of skin art!! “but i neeeeeeed tacos! i need them or i will explode! that happens to me sometimes…”“i miss you, cupcake”“i wanna watch the scary monkey show!”“chicken!! i’m gonna eat you.”“me and the squirrel are friends.”“why is his head so BIG? why IS his head so big? WHY is his head so big?”“hi, floor! make me a sammitch!”“to make room for the tuna!”“i’m floatin!”“say moosey fate! say moosey fate!” and, not gir, but definitely one of my favorites:“invader’s blood runs through my veins like giant radioactive rubber pants! the pants command me! do not ignore my veins!”

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shining!

have you seen “shining”? it’s the feel-good movie of the year! a movie about a boy, looking for a dad! (let me know if the link quits working; i’ll find another) in other news, sometimes you can still surprise someone you’ve known for 11 years. a couple of weeks ago i picked up some oranges i’d bought, as we were unloading groceries, and started to juggle them in the kitchen. it shocked the hell out of doc. i mean, if you possess a skill such as juggling, even at a rudimentary level like mine, wouldn’t you think that at some point, in the 11 years you’ve known a person and in the eight or so that you’ve lived together, you would have already revealed that you possess said skill? apparently this was not the case. the good news is, even though i don’t seem to have actually juggled anything in the past 11 years, i was able to keep the oranges in the air for a good 30 seconds before i dropped one.

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mom’s 60th birthday party

apparently i am the master of surprises. i have pulled off my second successful surprise party in the past year and a half. i did not know i had this talent in me. the first one was doc’s birthday party in las vegas in 2004. and last saturday we threw my mom a surprise 60th birthday party. to say she was surprised is an understatement. we had been planning this since last october. 30-plus people knew about it, and somehow nobody spilled the beans! i have no idea how that happened, but i’m glad it did! in order to get her to come up to dallas that weekend, doc had a clever idea that i tell her that i had to do a cooking demo on sunday morning, and since arushi isn’t here, i wanted her to come up and help me with it. the sticky part was, i needed her to come up on saturday, not on friday night like she normally would do if she was coming for the weekend. so we told her that doc had a sleep study thing on friday night, and that we had doctor appointments all day saturday, and wouldn’t be home until about 6 p.m., so could she please come up saturday afternoon instead. she thought that was a great idea, and said that dad might come too, so he could see his parents, but she wasn’t sure if he’d come with her or not. little did she know, he was totally in on the plan too. i decided to make it a dinner party, and cooked for 25. note to self: not so much pasta next time. 3 pounds is plenty for 25 people. i furiously shopped on thursday night (sam’s club, which kathryn was gracious enough to take me to) […]

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bacon weevils

so the conversation went something like this: me: i love food.doc: me too. it needs to be tasty, and in my belly.me: yeah!doc: and i say a little thank you to all the tasty animals before i eat them. “thank you, mr. pork chop, for the delicious meal you are about to become.”me: “thank you, bacon!” [thinking about how we don’t call our meat by the names of the animal that it comes from, usually] “mom, where do bacons come from? do bacons live on the farm?”doc: haha! no, bacon comes from big bacon fields. they’re like big cornstalks, except instead of a cob it has two strips of bacon reaching up towards the big blue sky.me: it grows crispy??doc: well, when it starts out they’re kind of floppy and sagging towards the ground, but as the season progresses towards harvest, they crisp up and start to stand up straight. and then it’s time for the bacon harvest.me: <drool> yes, but there is one thing that the farmers must take precautions about: bacon weevils! they have to send in crop dusters.doc: they spray the fields with hickory smoke to prevent the bacon weevils. they’re not so much of a problem these days, but people have gotten used to the taste so they bacon-crop-dust now as much for the delicious hickory flavor as for the bacon weevils.katy: [trying to think of something clever but failing]doc: and all the juices and grease run down into the stalk. you can break off 6 inches of bacon stalk and walk around sucking on it.katy: like a slim jim!

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6th anniversary

doc and i have been married officially for six years, as of yesterday. and together for ten. wow. ususally, it doesn’t feel like it’s that long. i usually don’t even think about the length of time we’ve been together. i guess that is probably a good thing, that it means our marriage and our relationship is working well. not that that surprises me. 🙂 it does make me sad to think that a number of our friends have not fared so well lately. i know how lucky i am. doc is sick with some sort of icky cold. he woke up this morning and could only croak out words. i got him some nyquil and orange juice. right now i’m making a big pot of soup from chicken broth, leftover turkey, carrots, celery, and garlic. it smells great. hmmm. i’m flipping through a neighborhood coupon mailer and see an ad for garage door repairpeople, “the spring replacement specialists.” and that’s what is broken on our garage door. maybe i should call them. they’re specialists! i’m pretty sure we can’t repair a garage door on our own. in fact, we can’t even lift it and have been parking in the driveway for a few weeks. it broke as i was at work, on the phone with doc. i heard the crash sound over the phone. he walked out into the garage, saw the broken metal cord, and walked around to the front of the house, after saying that he thought maybe someone had tried to break in through the garage door. and then… the phone went dead. i couldn’t get him back on the line. i was on the verge of calling 911 when he called me back. he’d gone too far away from the phone’s base station.

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