
It is Monday!
Yeah!
It is Potluck!
Hooooooray!
Today’s potluck is avoiding any tuna products to accommodate my dear reader Lizz. She has requested that I NOT serve, “Anything that involves tuna. At least if it is a breakfast or brunch potluck. Yuck!” No problem Lizz, really this is going to be an easy one for me since I completely agree. Sorry folks, no chicken of the sea.
Ryan (7): Have you ever had 100% milk?
I interrupt this potluck for an award ceremony:Shannon at Mad Squirrel and Heidi from Frantically Simple sent this over. Thanks sooooo much.

I would like to pass it on to the following people within award disclaimer guidelines:
The Nirvana award disclaimer (enacted 7-21-08, ratified on that same date): I can’t help it if I am not the only person on the Internet that thinks you are cute, smart, original, creative, hot, excellent, good, great, in need of a hug, in need of a bouquet of flowers, in need of a poem, and/or funny. I cannot be held accountable for the actions of others that may or may not have resulted in a duplication of the award in question. Accepting the award is up to you, but once you do accept said award if I hear any crap about said award I am revoking said award because if I gave you said award you deserved said award so deal with said award. Thank you very much.
1. Don Mills Diva
2. TX Poppet at Canned Laughter
3. Ali at Cheaper than Therapy
4. Jenn at Juggling Life
5. Burgh Baby
6. Nanny Goats in Panties
7. Christine at Watch me, No watch me
8. Bad Mom
9. Roger at Screed
10. Beck at Frog and Toad
All these people are very deserving so I plead with them to carefully review the Nirvana disclaimer before award acceptance.
This is not Holly, but (almost) shorty pajamas and a weird animal adventure ensued:

Go here for the adventure at Eat Play Love.
Ryan: Do cows make 100% milk?
What is up with Holly’s coccyx?

Yawn. I am growing weary of the injury and of this segment. Yawn.
Let’s find out who is Peep of the Week!

In response to Next time Holly is going to get a root canal:

One comment stood out and was often commented on by subsequent commenters:
Translation:
“Looks like this lady hasn’t had her toes done in, like, 12.333 years!”
“You were in charge of marketing! Why couldn’t you get her in here before”
“Hey, at least I got her to spring for the spa pedi!”
“That’s my point imbecile! If they’re only in every 12 years you must talk them into the diamond pedi!”
“But I don’t speak English!”
“How you gonna twitter new customers with our pedicure specials if you don’t speak English yet? You’re fired!”
Congratulations ThreeUnderTwo at Lit and Laundry you are this week’s Peep of the Week!
There was a new produce stand up beside a road near our home. As I was driving by Ryan had the following conversation with himself:
Ryan: Let’s stop and get some of that fruit.
Ryan: I think it is for sale.
Ryan: There is a lot of food.
Ryan: And only one man.
Ryan: It could be a picnic.
Ryan: But that is too much food for a picnic with only one man.
Ryan: It must be for sale.
Ryan: Unless other people are coming to the picnic.
Ryan: That is still a lot of food for one picnic.
Ryan: And there aren’t extra chairs…
ME: OK! We will stop and buy fruit…or join in on the picnic.
Which is why this is an extra exciting edition of…
What is in Holly’s fruit bowl?
Texas peaches, cucumbers and new potatoes!
Which is why you should take something home with you, really! There is no way I can eat all this food.





















Oh, I love the way little kids think. Thanks for not serving tuna. I’ll gladly take the cucumber off your hands.
thank you for the stream of consciousness from Ryan, I laughed out loud!
And thank you for your wonderful illustration I feel content knowing you made my post complete. Oh and you also helped my scottish pal understand what a shop vac was! LOL!
I so love me them thare Texas peaches!
It reminds me of when I lived in Abilene and was on my way back from New Braunfels (I think I spelled it wrong, sorry), and there was a stand of Texas peaches for sale – 1 bushel for really cheap, like $5. Not one to pass cheap food by, I grabbed me some peaches. Then I ate me some peaches, lots and LOTS of peaches! I actually ate so many peaches that I swore off peaches for at least ten years. Notice I didn’t mention the GI effect, I was saving you after my last Eww comment. 🙂
I also would like to thank the Academy of Holly for generously bestowing said award to said reader/blogger, now if I can just get off of plurk and prove it. 🙂
Silly plurk, silly, silly plurk… I might need an intervention soon.
Have a great Monday!
I soooo love Ryan’s comments. I can picture him in my head saying that. What a cutie pie 🙂
Of COURSE they grow peaches in Texas–that’s where the Hollys live!
Thanks for the love, Chicky. I agree to the terms and conditions of said love, although I feel a little weird doing it. Tingly weird.
really. i didn’t know peaches grew in texas either.
we must all be 100 percent ignorant.
Ah, but was it a half bushel of peaches? My fruit bowl runneth over.
Are you shop vac’ing earwigs off of heads of cabbage!?! In you pjs?!?!
WE DO SHARE A BRAIN!
Not only have I never eaten Texas peaches (I don’t think), I didn’t know they GREW peaches in Texas.
I am so NOT cultured. 🙂
I would love some of those Texas peaches. I’m pretty sure I’ve never had peaches from Texas before.