Random Spazzes, Old Memories, Conglomeration of thoughts: It's a rainy day.

I love our apartment. I love burning candles. I love cleaning my son's ears because it's actually productive...I've always had wax envy.  Call me gross.  

Bumbo's are awesome for babies, helping them to sit by themselves, etc.  But, what happens when our babies' fat legs outgrow them but us mommas still want to use them?  why oh WHY, can't they invent....wait for ittttt...the "JUMBO BUMBO!?"

I hate clumpy mascara.  I mean, who wants to walk around looking like they have clumps of tar on their lashes?  Not this girl. 

My brain feels like goulash....how in tarnation do you spell that anyway ?  and my head feels like lead....my eyes are starting to droop...yet my feet still feel like dancin!  

I want thoughts to flow from my brain to my fingers.  Fingers...Mmmmm wish i had some right now...of the chicken sort.  With BBQ sauce. 

Remembering the time when we were "just friends" that Joshua and I each thought the other was a bad hugger.  Turns out we were just awkward and didn't know it.

Joshua...we still need to get in some shark week....

blankies:  I sometimes still miss them.  I had them from birth, they kept me warm, entertained (blankie man) and comforted, even providing me a head buffer at night along with my pillow.  Then, tragically, they got taken to Joshua's work to be washed...only to be forgotten there, lost and forlorn.  They no longer exist.  I guess someone threw them out. #adultblankiewoes

 

 I miss the carefree days of playing detective, beating up barbies, GI Joes, leggos, climbing every possible object, smoking  "cigars" and chewing "tobacco"....playing in the water, shouting songs out with my sis at the top of my lungs on my bike, searching for "treasure" as we lay in the curb, yelling at boys for killing bugs, even though i had a bug nightmare almost every night...making forts...feeling so insulted when we had to take a nap, singing my brother to sleep with "Hush little baby" every afternoon, and so on and so on...

lakjshflkjashdhsdlkfhauerh derrrrrphshhhh gahhh. *spaz*

Joshua thinks surfboards make great living room centerpieces.  I, in fact, do not.

anyone remember knowing me when I shaved my legs in class? and in   chapel? And in the practice room? And at my  desk? And...?  Well guess what?  Now, I just stick to the shower.  Classy. 

"each peach, pear, plum, in comes tom thumb, chick chick chick chick chickennn!!"  -tintin under an influence which should have been poison given to him by his captors, but was changed to something else last min by an unseen friend.  

I'm getting baby guns.  Yup. thank you, israel.

Remembering the time when: Man in car next to me during a red light: "do you always look so pretty?"  Me who is sitting all sweaty and gross from working out in my    humble little car:  "do you always flirt that much?"  (ouch!) Mr. Flirt man: *looks hurt while  shrugs and zooms off*  

have you ever gotten a tongue shudder?  it is when you taste something icky and without warning your tongue kinda goes "lalala" and it shakes and quivers, , and then if you have anything in your mouth such as gum, it kinda just plops out onto your lap as the tongue is convulsing. ....yeah....

Chocolate Coconut Ice cream is pretty much da jam.

So is coffee. toooo much today. 

Shout out to some of my fave places: TJMaxx, Target, Starbucks.

Love,

Sarah-who-writes-on-a-whim-Codispoti