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Welcome to the May Fly On The Wall- Just Another Day In May!
Have you ever thought about what people might think if they saw what goes on behind-the-scenes at your house? Do you ever wonder what it would be like to catch a glimpse of someone else in their daily life? Here’s your chance. Today 13 bloggers are inviting you into their homes to be a fly on the wall.
The real, the weird, the life as only our circus can live it…
Just Another Day In May.
For a minute there I was thinking this month might be a dud…
The Handsome Prince and I have both been working so much our overtime could put in for overtime. Phew! Every time I started to think about what we’ve been up to, another something crops up making it seem like we’ve just been normal with our nose to the grindstone.
Fear not for although we must be responsible and make the most of the opportunities we’ve created, our nutty can only be contained for so long before it busts out with a lightly tie-dyed ooze all over the place. We may be contents under pressure but there is always time for the totally insane.
I had made the best chicken drumsticks for dinner and we’re all sitting down enjoying the meal together.
Kenzie turns to me and asks, “What’s a chocolate wiz wang?”
The entire table looked like they might have all sustained a case of whip lash from the speed at which everyone’s heads snapped our direction so as to not miss a moment of this excellent question.
Now I ask you, what is the age appropriate answer for this question?!?!
I went with laughing so hard at the unexpected inquiry that I effectively snorted rice into my nose while choking. That, my friends, takes a whole heap of talent.
Turns out she had been watching ‘Jumping Jack Flash’ and Whoopi threatens to shove her bosses hair piece up his chocolate wiz wang at some point.
“I think I prefer wiz wang to anus,” she informed the table as though she had come to some enlightened frame of mind. “Wizzzzzz Waaaaang. Yup has more flair than anus.”
Luc had a smile on his face as big as the Cheshire Cat’s goofy grin.
“Wiz Wangs of any variety are not permitted to attend the conversation at the table any longer please,” I say in an effort to regain control.
From under the table the dog’s rear added it’s two cents to the meal.
Control left the table and we all cracked up pretty much the rest of the meal.
“Someone should make chocolate in the shape of a colon and rectum and call it a ‘Chocolate Wiz Wang’,” Luc decided.
The world is just not ready for the awesome yet kiddo.
Snape is having an affair.
Lily will be crushed to hear that she’d been replaced by the true love of his life… K’s boots.
For whatever reason the cat seeks out the coveted boots and then proceeds to worship the boot.
He rubs it. He holds it. He talks to the beloved boot.
He has fallen asleep sitting in the boot, face first wearing it, holding it and he will also try to hide them sometimes too.
Far be it for me to judge, I can get behind the excitement of a pair of shoes but this is just My Strange Addictions kind of freaky love going on.
Boot Love… a condition usually found in the Fall but maybe he secretly wants a pair for himself.
“Look! That sign says Hoe’s Nails!” came the announcement from the backseat.
Alright, I admit I was going to be on the hunt of the sign later.
“It says Hoa’s. Ho-A. Not Hoe’s.” I say somewhat disappointed.
“Totally same thing in my book when you see it going by or say it fast enough.” Min decided. We pass it every few months in our travels.
Without fail as we go by everyone in the truck gives a shout out to their favorite hair and nail salon.
Here I thought it was safe to run in for a case of water.
You never know what lurks in those parking lots folks!
…And slightly further down the isle K spots the car she thinks is the coolest.
Can’t knock the sunny message!
I had almost a thirty minute discussion about the underlying meaning and implications of this frog’s statement with a little old lady standing in the isles of Rite Aid.
Almost as strange as the time I struck up a conversation about licking strangers with a cashier… totally by accident.
Either I need to get out more or I really should just stay inside and protect others from these random moments of odd with me.
I’m a chew toy.
We kept one kitten from of the last litter to give to The Handsome Prince’s Cousin.
She’s trekking across the USA from one coast to the other in a mustache wearing conversion van, arriving at our house until she finds the right place in the California sunshine.
Hurray for big milestones, awesome goals and excellent things to come!
Here… have a cat.
“Bacon glasses are way cooler to look at than to wear.” Luc filled us in.
Eh, we all have to sacrifice a little in the name of fashion a time or two.
Bacon glasses or being able to see…
he ditched the glasses and wore a hat instead.
We might be one of the few still sporting a huge VHS collection.
“Dude! What were you doing with the cat?” I asked pointing out the look of horror written across the cat’s face when I found this gem the other day.
“I was teaching Lily to use the force” Luc said not skipping a beat.”Cats don’t hold light sabers well.”
Now if the force could overcome the not having thumbs thing, cats just might take over… at least here.
I went to make the bed the other day and as I threw back the comforter this is what I found.
My favorite pair of sheets was totally ripped.
Kenzie looks at the torn sheet and then look back at me totally serious expression with eyes growing larger. “Oh my gosh! Did Daddy’s farts tear it apart?”
Naturally I took a picture and sent it to The Prince with a caption accusing him of cutting the sheet with the cheese according to Kenz.
Alas, it was just a fitful night of sleep that did under the sheet not someone in need of Beano.
Being the mechanic and a good cousin, The Handsome Prince has been looking for a car for her to purchase when she arrives. Something cute, good gas mileage and safe. I’ve expected him to drive a handful home by now to check them out but I’ve not seen a thing.
My Prince has a wicked sense of humor so imagine my shock when I pulled up to the house and there sits this car right where The Prince parks.
I sat in the truck collecting myself and wondering how we went from Jeep or Honda to something with such a vintage motif.
I sat there for quite some time trying to figure out how to break it to the new owner that she’s rolling 1970′s style.
As I slid from the driver’s seat I saw our neighbor open up the rear of the car.
I breathed a huge sigh of relief… it was just one of the neighbors many project cars he likes to restore and mess with.
You know what they say about assuming, right?
Just assume that I didn’t tell The Prince that he totally got me with the best prank he never even played at all because then I’d never hear the end of it.
“There is always that one person at the table that rolls their corn on the stick of butter in the dish. Thus effectively corning the butter. No one wants to put corn butter on their baked potato. I don’t want corn butter spread on my bread. It’s wrong to taint the whole stick of butter ruining it for the rest of the table,” says The Handsome Prince. He is passionate about certain things and corning the butter is one.
Corn was on sale 4 for $1. I broke out the Butter Boy for the first corn of the season.
My people start sharing their Butter Boy stories and before you know it, most of dinner had become a testimonial of the powers of Butter Boy. You would think that this gadget solved world peace the way it’s touted in our home.
Sadly it just makes us feel better about slathering our vegetable with butter, thanks.
The girl who ate the snack that maimed Easter has conquered her fear of roller coasters…mostly.
Right in the middle of the theme park is a family of Geese heading from one water ride to the next.
So hard to believe that those sweet little yellow fuzz balls could turn out to be like my stalker goose.
This can’t be comfortable.
Then again the cat tree seems to be the happening place now days.
Now buzz outta here before the cats get you and be sure to click on these links for a peek into some other homes: