Random Friday

I have little pieces of flotsam and jetsam floating around in my head.  I think you need to share them with me.

Is it just me, or does the word “potluck” make you think of a fortune change when you smoke marijuana?  My church has changed it to “pot blessing”, but I’m not sure that’s better.

Because I am so short, I passed for under 12 for a long, long time.

Zac grew 2 inches in the last 4 months.  Wish it was me.

Ruby’s school is having a Great Pumpkin Run on Monday.  I’m helping out.  Ruby thinks the participants should run with a pumpkin between their legs.

Had a cashier at Walmart call to me.  “Michelle, Michelle!  Michelle!”  I finally turned around, wondering where Michelle was.  She was waving at me.  “Hi”, I waved back, realizing I’d forever solidified Michelle as my real name, but also knowing she was too far away for me to correct.

This past Wednesday was National Greasy Foods Day.  We ate dinner at Jack-in-the-Box.

I was once mistaken for an 8th grader.  I grew my hair out for my wedding. I was 21 years old.  Yet another reason to keep my hair short.

For 5th grade and down, Zac really wanted me in his class as a helper.  Now, he wishes I didn’t know where his school was. I might need to volunteer for the next social.

I finally heard back from the Olympia Orchestra about auditioning.  The man said he “lost your {my} email”.  Which begs the question, how does one lose an email?

Zac’s class did the best in the magazine drive, and I never had to buy a magazine.  Huzzah! The other class that went up against them is serving them milk and cookies for breakfast today.

If dancing leads to babies, then babies lead to…?

I once had an Uncle Mohammed.

Salvador Dali grew his mustache into a curlicue handlebar shape because it resembled butterfly antennae.  He thought it would pick up creative energy.

Ruby managed to force a large jingle bell onto a plastic headband.  She wore the headband to school yesterday.

I almost never put money in street musicians’ cans/jars/instrument cases.  Yes, I *am* a music snob. Nobody can play a good rendition of “Feelings” anymore.

Zac would like a 55″ plasma TV for Christmas. Please let Santa know.