So....
here at our house we have the perfectly normal habit of verbally narrating the deep thoughts and crazy concerns of our dog Shelby.
Under these circumstances she has quite a vivid personality...mainly supplied by my oldest son and I.
She comments each morning while we walk her to the bus stop speaking freely about squirrels, the temperature, wants, needs and desires.
Okay, mainly squirrels.
Her tone and tempo, and volume are comparable to someones great Aunt Ruth. You know, the one who has lost her hearing and comes at you in that strange scratchy high pitched voice. She carries a big bag which is filled to the brim with mysteries to wondrous to comprehend, and she cuts of your air supply as she bestows a full measure of her affection on you.
Except with Shelby, you have to add just a hint of snobbery to get it all pulled together just right.
Alrighty then....now that I have you all filled in on that....
Here is the latest communication by our dear Shelby.
"Hey Mom" ( she calls me mom cause that is what everyone else calls me. )
"Hey....MOM, come in here right now."
"I just wanted to show you
this!!!"
She continues with the disgust evident in her tone.
"Do you see how your young boy has left all of these... these....these
things out all over the floor?"
I begin to walk away not concerned in the least because I know this is a regular occurrence. These Bionicles are set up for a battle which will continue when he comes back to his room.
"Hey MOM!!! Come back here."
I turn and give her my attention, not wanting to belittle her opinion.
"Just look at this guy, he seems to be bellowing out his superiority...
and this...it just screams dangerous....
and this...I mean he could have at least put all of the red ones together."
"And is it really necessary that I point out to you other things besides just the little mulitcolored plastic creatures?
Please take note just to my right.
Do you see there, the disheveled drawers and obvious lack of laundry care? No wonder the boy can't find socks."
"I must say I am very dissapointed at the lack of cleanliness going on here!"
I turn to walk away yet again, unimpressed by her plans to discredit my son's abnormally clean room.
She heaves a heavy sigh of disgust and turns away in disbelief exclaiming,
"It is too much for me to bear. "
Well, this sure was funnier last night when I had all three of my kids rolling on the floor with laughter about it.
That is just because they know Shelby and her quirks and how she can just go on and on about a particular topic.
I feel the need to have a recipe on my blog soon.
I got a butternut squash and some sweet potatoes today at the store, in hopes of creating a nice creamy winter soup.
I don't really think it will fly with the fam but will make the attempt some time later this week anyway.
The thought just struck me that maybe, just maybe if I add a bit of crumbled bacon on top of each bowl it may disguise the lovely orange healthiness. It is worth a shot, right? I have to design it in such a way that bacon would, in fact be a sensible component.
Today I will butter them up with some good old homemade tortillas.
Wish me luck!
P.S. This cannot count as my photo blog today, as I technically took these photos yesterday.
So, I must post yet again today to stay true to my photo blog word.
