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Saturday, May 5th, 2007

Another Busy Day

Come to think of it, I don’t think I posted yesterday either. Yesterday we applied for baby girl’s passport. You’re probably thinking what the hell does she need a passport for. Yes, folks, infants need a passport to travel to Canada. I made this appointment last week. I had to wait a whole week for the lady to charge me 85 bucks and watch us sign our names on the form that we filled out. It was so ridiculous. I felt like shouting just use a gun next time! The least she could have done was smiled while she took my hard earned cash. But I digress. I should have scanned the photos we got of her before I submitted them. This is gonna be one funny passport.

This morning, before we left to run errands, I asked Chase if she was wearing her whites to play tennis or golf. She said,neither, I prefer lacrosse. Chase got her first lacrosse stick today and seems to have taken to it like a fish to water.

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We finished up our errands and came home. I got this lounge wear set that’s awesome. I picked it up cause it was so soft but when I got home and read the tag it said made from soy and bamboo to feel like cashmere. You wouldn’t believe it, but it totally does. I allowed myself to watch only one cooking show today and caught an episode of Everyday Food. Everything they made looked reall good but I didn’t feel like frying chicken so I made the teryiaki wings and the chocolate macaroons for dessert. I served the wings with steamed rice and salad. We had bleu cheese today instead of our regular vinaigrette as a little treat but honestly I don’t think I like it as much. It’s really more of a treat for Ben.

So, lastly, two funny things. I was shopping in Hampden last week when one of those shopfront psychics made eye contact with me while handing out coupons. You want me to read your palm? No, thanks I say. Cute baby she says, boy or girl. I say nothing and keep walking content that I’m not missing any really good info cause this lady is a quack. I mean honestly, you tell me if it’s a boy or girl, you’re the psychic. Ridiculous! But only almost as ridiculous as my trip to CVS. I won’t say what I bought and don’t infer too much from the illustrative video cause I wasn’t buying condoms! Anyway, suffice it to say that the merchandise could have been wrapped in a discreet brown paper bag. Anyway, I pay and head out the door only to set off ALL the alarms. The cashier is calling me back, Miss! Miss! and has to take it out of the bag to disarm it before I could leave. Sigh. It reminds me of an episode of the Golden Girls… :)

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