It doesn’t matter where I was going, but please know that as I drove from our house to a place this morning, a bald eagle flew directly over my car and I flipped out in a really good way.
As soon as I reached my destination (Okay, it was Weight Watchers. I have to go once each month if I want to keep not paying them, and I definitely want to keep not paying them.), I texted Jeff.
Me: A bald eagle just flew over me during the drive to Weight Watchers. What does it mean?
Jeff: Freedom.
Me: I bet Jay Nixon had something to do with it.
And because I made a weak joke about our governor instead of singing a song about America and maybe ripping the sleeves off of all my t-shirts, my brakes started making a weird noise on the way home. (I believe in tragic levels of karma when it comes to eagles and brakes. Also, pigeons and standardized test scores.) When I left to pick Meredith up from school? The weird noise joined a bunch of other weird noises and it started to sound like an airplane was about to land on my car, so I had to make an emergency “Please pick Meredith up!” call to Jeff and he had to cancel a meeting and HEY, JAY NIXON!!! I VOTED FOR YOU!!!
Quick note to Elsiroomom: I’ve tried to respond to your questions, but both e-mails were returned as undeliverable! The Answers: “Not That Kind of Girl” by Lena Dunham, and Manos del Uruguay Clasica. (Their colors are amazing, and the yarn is a worsted single ply. It’s one of my favorites.)
Meredith came home from school yesterday and said some magical words.
Meredith: One of your dreams came true today.
Me: Stephen Colbert really DOES want to make out with me?
Meredith: No. A girl in Geography told me that my clothes smell really good.
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You are weird in the very best way. Lunch? When
I want to know what you do to make the clothes smell good! OTHER people’s clothes often smell great. Mine? I know they don’t smell *bad*, but I crave that “clean clothes” smell, y’know?
Yay! a personal message from Angela Pudding. AND I see what I did wrong. I had mixed two email addresses together. Oops. I fixed it now. Thanks for the info on both yarn and book.
So, judge-y me had to google Jay Nixon to find out your political persuasion. (You passed.) Bald eagles have made an amazing comeback since the 1970s. (Yay!)
I am with Carroll, please tell us how you make your clothes smell delicious!
The fact that Meredith responded so casually to your question about Colbert says everything I need to know about what kind of mom you are. You get a gold star. And Meredith gets to grow up to be cool.