Showing posts with label deep thoughts. Show all posts
Showing posts with label deep thoughts. Show all posts

Wednesday, June 3, 2009

Things that keep me up at night:

Why the Rooster in Robin Hood has a Southern hick accent.
Why the Boise High fight song came from Robin Hood.
Why Clifford (the big red dog) has a comb over.
If I am a bad mother because I gave my girls ice cream cones for dinner. (they had fruit for a snack) I think I was trying to suck up to them because they keep asking to go home and also to see Daddy.
If it is actually possible to get a $75 off $100 coupon from old navy weekly so I can justify the girls and myself getting some new clothes.
Why the Man in the Yellow Hat treats a monkey like a child except he never supervises him. The whole relationship is just too creepy for me.
If I could marry Randy and Debi's washing machine. I kind of love it. A lot. Is that wrong?
If I could somehow convince the Anchorage Daily News to Offer a Sunday only newspaper subscription instead of a just a Friday, Saturday, Sunday one.
If I will ever be able to run two miles in a row without slowing down to walk.
If Macy will ever go to bed and then to sleep in under two hours.
If the thirty minutes I spent doing Wii fit today actually counts as 30 minutes of cardio. I was really working to beat that hula hoop record.
If another child will push me over the edge into insanity. I want one eventually, but can I actually handle one more?
If Eagle River in the summer equals paradise. Seriously, it has been 71 the last two days and beautiful.
If Macy will ever learn to go number 2 in the potty... I am terrified to even start trying to train Kylie. Ever.