Friday, February 13, 2009

Friday Jumbles

--I think I know where the moral decline of America began. Have you ever gone back and watched an episode of Tom & Jerry? In just one episode this week (an episode that aired originally when I was like eight) I saw Tom make and then drink martinis, smoke a cigar and then try to molest a female cat. An animated den of iniquity, I'm telling ya!

--My youngest son, when asked at breakfast one morning this week what he wants to be when he grows up, announced that he plans on being an underwear model. And so I must ask myself, "Where did I go wrong??"

--I have decided that the economy has affected my family more than I care to admit. This weekend (Valentine's weekend, mind you) while ALL of my children are out of town, we decided to have our accountant (a very good friend) come and stay with us so that we can get our taxes done. Apparently we need the refund check more than we need a romantic weekend alone. This is very sad.

--I have decided to confess that, in a fit of anger, I tore one of the drawers out of my beautiful desk that I love. The drawer was stuck and I needed my earbuds out of it and, because I am utterly frustrated about a number of things in my life, I launched a full scale attack, thus tearing off the entire front. A proud moment for me since my children were all home at the time and could here the commotion coming from my room. I thank God for Gorilla glue.

--Fav quote of the week: "The indispensable first step to getting the things you want out of life is this: decide what you want." -Ben Stein

--To further illustrate to you how gifted my family is, four out of five Taylors locked themselves out of the house this week. At the same time. I came home with groceries and an undetermined member of the family locked the door as they came out to help unload, leaving us all locked out. With a car full of groceries. In the rain. Ah, yes, geniuses all. To our credit, we didn't panic and after I was able to stop laughing and form actual words, I discovered my cell phone in my pocket so I could call my husband. He just shook his head at the wonder that we are. You may now do the same.
And have a lovely weekend!


Rachel February 13, 2009 at 9:04 PM  

I am glad to know I am not the only one who takes her frustrations out on helpless pieces of furniture. I once slammed the glass door to my dresser so hard it busted but with a good bit of tape it's still holding together and that was nearly 10 years and one move ago. Amazing what you can do with bonding material.