LOL. no, really, i'm laughing out loud!

Things that made me laugh out loud today:

. . . On Facebook:

"Warning: Girl Scout cookies are no longer made with real Girl Scouts. I blame the economy."


"Tonight i saw a spork being used as a knife. Two uses not enough? I will never understand this kind of utensil greed."


"And so it begins....one dog out one cat in, one cat out. another dog out., one back in...one dog wants out again...one cat is black, can't see if it wants in ...both dogs in ...to hell with the cats.......good night!"

. . . On a website:

What do vegetarians eat? . . . FOOD!! hahahahaha

. . . On a blog:

Where does Fat go when you Lose it? ... i was laughing so hard by the time i got to the end i started to worry i'd wake up the kiddos!

This post . . . when I realized that all this is so much more funny when you are very, very spelp
speel slepe sleep deprived! *giggles*

never never land?

I've climbed to the top of these stairs before. They are the same stairs, turning, cold stone stairs climbing a tower, ever climbing, clockwise, clockwise, upward, upward. Never reaching the top of the tower, the final step brings me to the top of a straight, regular staircase, alone, and a dark fogginess covering anything but the stairs ... I've seen this before, the same never getting anywhere feeling. Just when the hard part is done, it turns out that was the easy part. Finally, I know what I'm talking about - wait no, I know I don't. Read back to the childish journal entries of the past, five, ten, fifteen years... wait, it's the same voice, the same soul, the same newness and naivety. Am I trapped in an emotional never never land?

my own scarf full of hugs

Throughout the day lately, my daughter, seemingly out of the blue, will say to me, "I love you my mother." She says it cool, calm, serious, often while she's coloring or otherwise busy. But every time she says it, I feel like I just got a great big warm hug from her, and know that despite all the crazy hectic days and arguments over whether she'll eat her carrots or go to bed when it is bed time, there's a mother-daughter bond, love, that won't be broken, even when she thinks I'm a crazy old lady out of touch with "cool". I'm storing up all these hugs for remembering later... 

I used to send a scarf with her to kindergarten that was "full up with extra hugs for all day" while she was there and I was at work. I'm thinking I'll need my own scarf soon enough. There's an old song, about the uncertainties of the future, I don't remember all of it or if it's quoting something, but one line stays with me:  "I don't know what the future holds, but I know Who holds the future." 

dunno what twenty ten crazy means...

me: please stop, you are making me crazy. 
daughter: ehhh mom, how crazy are you? 
me: like, twenty TEN crazy. 
daughter: oh [looking unsurprised] that's crazy.