Hip, hip hoooooray…it is Monday!
*re-evaluation of Holly’s caffeine intake inserted here*
Today’s potluck features all the food of the world except for brussel sprouts. My friend (and fabulous author of Sleeping with Ward Cleaver) Jenny Gardiner has made the following request:
Please, no brussels sprouts. I can’t even abide a no-thank you helping of them!Nooooooo problem Jenny. I agree. We are just saying no absolutely not.
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And now
for a new
Nirvana feature…
Proofreading Holly‘s writing with blog-Stedman!
(and you thought I couldn’t top the coccyx segment…)
In the 10-23-08 post What General Mills doesn’t want the Mommy Public to Know the following picture and statement are included:
This is a picture of 3 rouge KIX that were found yesterday in my living room approximately 35 feet from the closest table.
Blog-Stedman’s analysis:He believes that I might have meant “rogue” instead of “rouge”.
Holly’s rebuttal: Crap. He’s right.
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Yeah for Google this week! I received a visit from someone who Googled, “anvil nirvana” which coincidentally was an alternate title for my blog and another visitor (OK, in full disclosure I can’t be SURE it wasn’t the same person) that arrived Nirvanaside after an “aquaskipper girl” search.
In this second step of my plan for world wide web domination, I am slowly dominating all obscure search phrases starting with the letter “A”.
What is up with Holly’s coccyx?
A tad bit better this week. Thanks for asking!
Chicken of the Week!
Thanks to all who linked in the “it’s not me, it’s you” marital extravaganza. There are some REALLY funny stuff listed there–seriously, your spouses are lucky to have ya!
This coming Wednesday Mr. Linky will be taking links to posts about MISUNDERSTANDINGS. You know you have them!
Let’s find out who is Peep of the Week!
In response to the post entitled, “At any moment roadrunner will run by with a BEEP! BEEP!” about the history of the Nirvana anvil:
I wouldn’t worry too much until Ryan E. Coyote (super genius) starts ordering birdseed and lead pellets.For superior advice, Roger is Peep of the Week!
It was really difficult to choose Peep of the Week this time because there were a plethora (yes, I love that word) of EXCELLENT comments which included unusual things readers had “yelled” at their kids. I am going to start collecting these phrases for future reference. By future reference I mean to re-use them with my own children and also steal them for a future Nirvana post. So, if you have something crazy that you uttered to your children that you are willing to admit, please admit to it in the comments!
What is in Holly’s fruit bowl?
A homemade Halloween card addressed to Reid and the remote control to my digital picture frame.
Why does a picture frame have a remote control? Isn’t it enough that my television has 7?
May your Monday be full of random phrases that begin with the letter “A” starting with the “ability to find the right television remote”…
Please add to your comment something crazy you said to your kids!
I recently did a post remembering the day I had to yell “Boys do not play with BOOBS!”…..
Can I link here?
Let me try.it has PHOTOS!whaaa?
http://marcywrites.com/2008/10/29/look-at-my-bewbies/
But I say ALL KINDS of wierd things. Mainly it is “Stop killing your brother!”
In regard to proofreading with BlogSteadman, don’t worry to much about it, I knew what you were talking about and did not even notice the word use error. 🙂
Hello, Texasholly! Loved your anvil post. Totally made me laugh. One of the best I’ve read in quite a while.
You and I must be channeling one another. 🙂 I kept a running list of all the crazy things I said over the past week. I think the best comment was, “It is OK to sit on the toilet. It is not OK to put your face in it.” When did I become a person that says things like that? Oh yeah, after I had kids! LOL.
To see the list of all the crazy things that flew out of my mouth last week, check out today’s post on our blog.
Finally, we’ve made it official. We are followers of your blog. Just couldn’t deny it any longer!
Just stopping in for my dose of potluck!
I routinely yell insane things like “Stop playing with your spit!”
They never listen. It’s chaos around here.
I remember reading the rouge and thinking “Oh no–she means rogue.” Maybe blog-Stedman’s on to something.
Crazy things? There’s been a few. My son’s friends seem to be amused when I don’t break up out of control wrestling matches, but point that “if you don’t want to do it anymore, you need to tap out.” They especially love it when it’s directed at the littlest girl in the house.
Love me some chicken back, especially with a little BBQ sauce.
I’m seriously going to cry when he grows out of those orange Crocs.
Em
I thought the “rouge” Kix were simply red. (Shoulda told B.S. that.)
Love Chicken Little in his crocks! Is he watering the steps?
PS My fruit bowl still has 2 plastic Easter eggs in it, along with real fruit and packets of condiments. If our bowls reflect our peronalities, what’s that say about me? 🙂
I love the chicken pic this week!
And, I made Brussels sprouts for the first time yesterday, and I love them.
I am with you thinking that you were just trying to help out the pale KIX with rouge. At least a little bronzer would’ve helped. Duh, Blog Stedman.