New!

1. Zaxby's has something called "zalad." I got to thinking that if I worked there, and this would be purely for my own amusement, I would refuse to sell a zalad to anyone who called it a salad. Which means that if I were me ordering from myself at Zaxby's, I would be denied. I mean, come on! Are you people serious? Zalad?

2. I ran on a treadmill not once but twice this week, which leads me to believe it was not an accident. I run a 13-minute mile, which is really sad, considering that back in the day I could run TWO miles in 18 minutes. But I suppose I have something to shoot for now.

3. We said goodbye to Ace this week on American Idol, but I'm sure he's fine with that. I will miss his smirk, the one that said, "God, I am amazing, America loves me and my hair looks flawless tonight"--but the end has been coming for him for quite some time. I thought it was going to be a couple of weeks ago when he flashed his scar during that Train song (miming the lyrics, are you kidding me?!). It's okay though, His Royal Hotness is probably off somewhere looking deep into his own eyes in the mirror, a la Stuart Smalley. You know what really bothered me about Ace? I mean, besides his flirting with the camera? He only ever tucked his shirt in halfway. Was he getting into bed or just leaving it? And his hair--it always vaguely looked like hat head. Wake up, Ace! David Cassidy called and he wants his hair back!

4. The other day I gently removed something from Will's hand that he was trying to eat (most likely? sidewalk chalk). I said, "no, no" and shook my head for emphasis. Without batting an eyelash, Will solemnly took the object back and shook his head no at me.

5. Gus told me his first joke yesterday. You see, he's in a does-this-melt phase, constantly asking me what melts and what doesn't. He had some cheese with his lunch, and he held it up. "Mommy, does cheese melt?" I told him that yes, cheese melts. He thought about that for a moment and then said, "Does Nana melt?" This question was followed by hysterical giggling.

Hilarious! But I should explain why. Gus's grandfather (my dad) is known as The Cheez. This is because he's a retired Navy Master Chief. One day we were all joking that the grandkids should call him Master Chief, just because it would be funny to hear a small child try. And my mom decided that the children would butcher it and it would probably come out sounding more like "The Master Cheese." It wasn't too much of a slide down an already slippery slope to arrive at The Cheez. Which is how all the grandchildren know my father.

If you're still reading this and your face is still intact--congratulations! Mine melted off.

Comments

[morganbosley]

well congrats on entering the does it... phase this will be promptly followed by the experimantal phase where instead of questioning whether something will happen they just go ahead and give it a go.

"Geee Mo thanks for leaving the crayon in the baking car just to see it melt."

Good luck and see you on the other side

[Dashing Husband]

Ca-rist, I get it now. You told me Jack's joke yesterday and I totally didn't get it. I'm sure if he had told it to me, though, it would have come across. That kid's got comic timing... ;-)

[morganbosley]

Can I please have a Zalad with a side of fries?

[mamadaisy]

dude, it's been like, 9 days. where are you and what are you doing without us?