Wow. The fact that it is Monday again is a little dizzy-inducing. Is it just me, or did last week seem to include only 5 days?
Today we are all having tuna at Jenn’s house! I am sure she won’t mind if we stop over….
I’ll have to go with any tuna dish. I will never eat tuna anywhere but home where I have immediate access to a tooth brush and some mouthwash.So grab your toothbrushes and let’s form an orderly line.
As you know I try to help each reader here at the Nirvana. Unfortunately, these Google-searching folks didn’t get much help from me:
1. “how to get 8+ cleavers”
2. “i dream star fruit”
3. “what was the weather life march 9 2007 in texas?”
Now, just to show I care I want to note that I DID help some people out last week:
1. “how to wash keen sandals in the dishwasher”
2. “coccyx laughter”
3. “sexy june cleaver”
I was supervising Reid’s (5) bath the other evening and helping him wash his hair. He asked (in a very grumpy tone), “why do we have to wash our hair EVERY NIGHT?” I responded, “because your mommy is super mean”. Reid looked up through wet and soapy eyes and said, “you aren’t super”.
What is up with Holly’s coccyx?
Today, at Colleenv218’s twitter request (BTW for those non-twitterers, it is Colleen from Mommy Always Wins):
I think you should include the status updates on everyone ELSE’S coccyx in next week’s Monday PotluckSo, please leave a comment on YOUR current coccyx status!
It’s time to find out who is Peep of the Week!
In response to chicken of the week and general potluck silliness:
A warning to other potluckers: Stay away from Holly’s chicken. It looks a little funny.
Congratulations Heidi! You are this week’s Peep of the Week!
Which brings us to Chicken of the Week…
If you are looking for me and I am not here or in real life then check Twittermoms.
What is in Holly’s fruit bowl?
A random and lost votive candle.
May you remember to avoid funny chicken this Monday…
You aren’t super?! Says who.
Oh, I love that Reid’s witty words! Too cute.
As for my coccyx…well, I believe it is contributing to my flat ass. So, there you have it…
You have me laughing out loud…I think I’ll be back!
Holly, what have I told you about tuna?
Cute chicken though.
Roses are red
Violets are blue
My coccyx is SUPER
And so are YOU!
Love, Jenni
So, I’m sitting there at a client site, pretending to be a serious consultant, waiting my turn while furtively checking blogs in the back of the room. I make the mistake of not just checking on the status of my coccyx but, hand hidden from view, leaning towards the executive near me and saying (in what I thought was a non-threatening tone) “Excuse me. Could you tell me where I might find my coccyx?”
Apparently we won’t be working with that client any more.
Maybe, Heidi, next week’s request of your readers could be less career-limiting?
Whoot whoot!
I’m the Peep of the Week!!!
For my comment about a chicken.
Chicken, peep… Peep, chicken…
There’s a pun hidden in there somewhere but I just can’t find it.
“you aren’t super”
I love kids!
My Coccyx is feeling just fine, thank you!
I”m dying over Reid’s comment! My kids probably feel that way at hair washing time…
Aw, you love me…you REEEELY love me!
My coccyx? Currently STUNNED after a weekend of uh, stomach issues making their way through my house. Bah.