Friday, September 12, 2008

Dancing Fiend

Here he is! My baby, the dancing fiend. He'd rather dance than eat. It's my mother's fault, she's the one that taught him to do it. I've had my baby for eight years now. I can't imagine my life without him. His favorite food is bannanas and peas. His favorite song is Battle Hymn of the Republic. (Also my mother's fault). His favorite pastimes include playing peekaboo and dancing. Keep watching the video, he will start dancing--I promise!

Thursday, September 11, 2008

What a Way to Start the Day

Many of you already know that I’ve been in the throws of moving and selling my house. Everything I own had to be boxed, labeled and moved in mass, via Uhaul. The last couple months I’ve used the trunk of my car as a temporary storage for just about everything. Really early this morning, I went out to see if I could empty some of the junk out of my trunk and tried to pull out an old Halloween costume. It had a staff with skulls and batwings decorating it. It looked like something a death lord might weld. As I was pulling it out of the pile at the bottom of my trunk, the button on the front of it was accidentally pushed and the whole thing came to life, with whirring motors and flashing, spinning lights. It was still pretty dark out at the time so the whole show was kind of impressive. I tried to find the button to turn it off, but it was hidden in the decorative skulls and hard to find. I couldn't get the stupid thing to turn off!

I’m glad no one is around to see this, I thought, glancing over my shoulder.

That’s when I saw the jogger behind me. Slack-jawed, he stared at me and this flashing skull staff like he thought I might have just escaped from the underworld myself. Oops. What are the odds someone would happen by just at that particular moment? I swear I’m cursed.

I turned and forced myself to casually walk back into my house, still carrying the staff. The man continued his jogged up the block, both of us trying to pretend nothing had happened.



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