Linguistic Inquisitiveness

I absolutely love being the test market for Keira's new phrases and vocabulary. She hears something new, mulls it over for a while. Then, when you're least expecting it, she gives it a test run. This past week, she came out with a real gem. 

She's just now starting to wear underwear, and even though she insists on trying to put them on without help, she usually pauses once she has her feet in the leg holes to ask me if she has them on right side front. 

This occasion being no exception, she gets her undies part way on, pauses, then looks up at me and asks, "Is this how I roll?" And yes, she really meant it as in 'yo MTV rap, bling out my crib - is this how I roll. 

Pausing for just a second I said, um yep, they're on the right way. I'm getting much better at collapsing into fits of giggles in an entirely internal fashion. tee hee - that's just how I roll. 

Misery Loves Company

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How did I not realize that there is an entire land of people blogging about old home renovation - seriously, how could I miss that? Remedial though my search may be, I stumbled across this gem of a blog. 

The tagline for the blog reads, "We call it home IMPROVEMENT because it can't get any worse." Amen, sister. I'm going to add that to my voyeur list for the time being. 

Our little project (yes, I'm being sarcastic when I say little) is getting off the ground right about......now. So, I think that I will be having quite a bit to say about it in the coming weeks. For now, I'll start with our kitchen lighting, which I think is going to be something along the scheme shown above. 

Our first step is to apply for a Certificate of Appropriateness - which I fully intend to frame. When you read this, you must say Certificate of Appropriateness in a fashion worthy of Monty Python. Fortunately, our contractors find this just as amusing as we do - so we know that we're all playing for the same team - so to speak.  

*photo was ripped shamelessly from Rejuvenation, which will receive compensation for said use when we throw buckets of money their way for the lighting fixtures that I feel I must lust after. 

Inheritance, Part X

Ah, the wonder of budding sarcasm. Now that I know what I was like as a kid, I can see that I was  - and likely still am - a right pain in the ass. This afternoon I offered to show Keira the motif on one of our towels (Misdo boy towel from Japan). 

Her reply? "What is this, show and tell?" It was all I could do to keep a straight face. Fortunately, I thought to reply that no, show and tell was Thursday, and this was only Monday. Then - what's Thursday?

Gotta love it. We're not really sure what the days of the week are (aside from Saturday, which we like) but we have mastered the art of the smart-assed reply. 

Addiction

As if we needed another thing to add to our to-do list, we can now count ploughing through the entire Harry Potter series on audio book as yet another activity to cram into our days. 

Yet, I'm not complaining since there are a couple of clear benefits. First, this just has to be better for you than watching television. Second, by nature, it leaves your hands free, allowing me time to work on other things (which, you of course know would be crafts or re-organizing our desk.) 

For those of you who have never tried sampling any of the Harry Potter books on CD, all I can say is, try it, you'll like it. One of my coworkers has been telling me for years to give them a shot, and this Christmas I got book one on CD from Chad. It's superb - Jim Dale does an unbelievable job of bringing the stories to life without being the least bit campy, and it's a delight to listen to. 

So, if anyone has any Christmas request for next year, get them in now : ) We've just started book four, and if my math skills haven't failed me, I have approximately 90 hours of craft time ahead of me.