If you need a good laugh, you need to see this. I’m still chuckling.
I’ve also posted my second in a series loosely known as My Life in Vegetables.
Happy Saturday!
FollowHave You Been Half Asleep, and Have You Heard Voices
June 13, 2008
My grandmother lived on the banks of a pond, and I’d visit her every summer, often spending several nights sleeping in her small home with my family. One of my favorite sounds was the call of the bullfrog who we called Charlie.
My grandmother died when I was in my young 20’s, but I lived in her house after she died so that it wouldn’t fall into disrepair. Charlie was out there every summer night, singing his song.
My mom lives there now and although it’s been a while since I’ve spent the night (she lives only 20 minutes away, so we just make day trips), I would know Charlie’s song anywhere.
Which is why I stopped dead in my tracks when I entered my bathroom late tonight and heard his familiar song outside my window. A bull frog. Outside my window. In the suburbs.
I hope he sticks around.
Roll, Roll, Roll in Ze Hay
June 11, 2008
I called my OB/GYN yesterday because I wasn’t sure of one thing:
Me: “Hi, I had surgery for xyz last week and wanted to know when I could again have marital relations* with my husband”. (*no, I did not call it that; just trying to preserve my ‘family friendly’ reputation
OB/GYN office: “Well, as long as everything appears to be healed, you can start when you’d like. Just be sure you don’t overdo it!”
Me: “Listen, I have three kids. We don’t have time to overdo it.”
