song lyrics...

It's from God Shuffled His Feet by the Crash Test Dummies. It's one of the questions that the people asked, what with God there...

The Crash Test Dummies have some very interesting song lyrics...

song lyrics I like...

And if your eye got poked out in this life, would it be waiting up in heaven with your wife...

the finer points of brewing coffee...

are still eluding Zeke. This morning he brewed a lovely pot of hot water. No filter, no ground coffee. But the water was heated to perfection...

How did this happen? Used to be when Mark was gone the coffee pot would sit forlornly in the corner, never noticed or used. Now I don't brew coffee every day, but I do drink it quite a bit, and my friends gave me a bracelet with a coffee cup charm...Starbucks seems to be my middle name here. Interesting. I am even a coffee snob of sorts -- I like Kenyan coffee the best, and I generally don't drink American grocery store brands (like Folgers...). Even worse, I don't like the grocery store bulk coffee beans anymore -- no, I want Starbucks or Bratdorf and Bronson, you know, the stuff that's $10 a pound...And now Zeke likes drinking coffee, or rather flavored creamer with coffee. On the good side, it means he can (theoretically) brew a pot of coffee, but on the other hand, it means that each bag of coffee beans has to be split three ways. Better start telling him it will stunt his growth. Or at least stunt the growth of his chin hairs...

Ali...

I want my London jewelry. I realize you are one of my favorite nieces, and you have excellent taste in jewelry,but it's mine... I knew I should have checked your mom's suitcase...

Zeke's internet camera

For some reason I find this little camera lens creepy. It has a little door that you can slide across the lens, and I feel the need to close it when I am at the computer. It just seems like someone is watching me, even though A) it's not on and B) who would want to watch me reading and typing?

They rocked. And now they are done.

Back to the real world... or at least my version of it. I slept away most of Friday after dropping Marilyn off at the airport at 6 am and getting Zeke off to work at 8:30. We had an interesting conversation about how if work starts at 8:30, you actually are supposed to be there at 8:30. Doesn't seem to be a big deal for this job, but someday he will have a pain in the ass boss who thinks he sould be there on time...
Saturday...hmmm, big blank in my mind. I think I slept late, then hung out with the kids until Zeke ticked me off, so I went to buy groceries. Geez, my life is so thrilling...
Sunday, still nothing exciting...We saw Mean Girls and all thought it was a fun movie.

Only a couple more days til Mark is back from Afghanistan. Still no word on where we are going. Once we find out we will be hustling to get everything done...I have started a pile of stuff to drop off at the thrift shop and have begun listing what I need to get rid of...I just love moving...

Also on Saturday Pattie brought me the sideboard I bought at the antique warehouse in Belgium. Now we have a square table standing in the middle of the living room because there is no other place for it. There is a nice table at the warehouse that I think Mark will like, so then we will have to figure out where to put our current table and the bed and bench that are still at Willie's...I could move some of this furniture upstairs but it seems like a lot of work when the movers will be moving it back down again in the next month or so. I keep looking at various pieces of furniture trying to decide if we should keep them or not...