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 know they’re soft and squooshy and cozy, BOY, but they’re my breasts.
Miss Holly? If I said anything to my ‘kids’? I’d be crazy. They’d lock me up.
Love the chicken picture today!
Does yelling, “Stop licking your daddy’s feet!!” at the dog, then yelling, “Stop letting him lick your feet!!” at my fiance count??? I don’t have kids…. Just think how funny it would be if I were yelling it at a child, use your imagination people!
I’ve actually yelled, “There better be blood to go along with all that screaming.”
After reading Roger’s comment on this post, I vote he should get Peep next week too. BG
Are you sure it’s still Monday there? I mean, it’s 2pm Tuesday here, so wouldn’t potluck technically be finished?
Or is that just the price I pay for living on the other side of the world.
Watch out for those rogue Kix. Otherwise you’ll have to answer “What’s up with Holly’s Coccyx?” with: She slipped on Kix – and she doesn’t approve.
Hun, I can save you SO much time and trouble, just send me your posts and I’ll edit them for you. Best to keep blog-Stedman out of the equation. I’m an editor by trade, you know. I’ve got it covered.
P.S. I have yet to yell anything at my little Bean, but I yell plenty of weird stuff at my husband in regards to the Bean. My current favorite is “HE’S IN THE TOILET AGAIN AND IT’S ALL YOUR FAULT.”
Holly! I’m so honored to be the forbidden veggie of the week! Just say no to brussels sprouts!
I had to laugh at the rouge kix–the 2nd grade spelling champ freak in me picked up on that too…But if Blog Stedman can comment on your errors in your blog, can you comment on his professional faux pas?
“Get your face out of your sisters crotch!”
Thank god they were clothed, and too young to know why face to crotch interaction is unacceptable.
My worse parental line is
“is that from the toilet?” in reference to a tea party where no water was available except the toilet due to a power outage.
Feel free to gag.