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…
Ok…I’m still waiting for you to tell me where to get those 8 cleavers.
I need ’em.
In my mind? Fuzz on a chicken = mold. ew. just ew.
I keep trying to talk D into having laying chickens in our yard. Your fuzzy chicken will not help my campaign
Talk about avoiding chicken, depedending on which restaurant we’re eating at ($$$ speaking), my wife will not order any chicken dishes.
Why not, babe?
“Because…it’s safeway chicken.”
And she pokes my chicken and makes a anti-safeway chicken face.
Thank you for asking about my coccyx! No one ever asks! It’s good, thanks. It does help that I provide several extra layers of padding for it. I know my coccyx appreciates my efforts to keep it that way.
Where as my coccyx isn't having any issues, the entirety of areas SURROUNDING it? O.M.G.
Let's just say that I have a herniated disk, a 2nd disk that is slipped, sciatica, and newly-diagnosed scoliosis. Oh! And they are in the process of putting me through the hell that is determining if I have fibromyalgia &/or chronic fatigue syndrome.
Yippee! I'm off to yet ANOTHER new doctor in 45 minutes!! I'm just gonna walk in there with hope in my heart that she gives me a refill of my medications – unlike the LAST doctor which didn't even LOOK at me the entire 4 minute visit, and told me, with his back turned that he "didn't think I needed it." And sent me on my way with instructions to take 4 Advil every 6 hours. WTF?!?!
And yes, I will avoid any strange-looking chicken today. I plan on porkchops for dinner tonight, anyhow. LOL
Holly is definitely the hostest with the mostest. Thanks.
Hey, before somebody else requests, can I borrow your little chicken for Halloween? No, I’m not dressing as Col. Sanders…but as a giant egg. (Gladly trade a 16, 17, or 19-y.o. for the day!) 😉
Um, since when did boy chickens give birth to baby chickens?
You know, we latecomers have not been able to figure out the coccyx joke (or maybe it’s just me). Could you link to the explanation?
I’m a little disturbed by the chicken holding a chicken. Is he one of those cannibal chickens?
xoxo, SG