In Search of Myself

Dinner plans

This is how we plan for dinner in our family.  How in the world did people communicate before IMs?

Jen: what are we doing for dinner?
Lou: maybe pizza
and no pizza hut
Jen: y
Lou: im tired of pizza hut
Jen: pizza hut rulz
just don't get the cheap pizzas and you're fine
Lou: we need more papa johns or hell, even dominos
Jen: we had dominos yesterday, P brought it over
Lou: and . . .
Jen: I don't want it 2 days in a row
Lou: ok
so now what?
Jen: I don't konw
Lou: no chick fil a
Jen: chinese?
Lou: er . . . nah
Jen: y
Lou: not in the mood
Jen: fizolis?
Lou: if you will get it
Jen: ok

My dentist broke my dimple

Really, folks, it's not as dirty as it sounds.

In the past two months, I've had two crowns and a filling.  Long story.  When I got my filling last Wednesday, the dentist gave me a ton of shots to make that side numb.  When I came home, I noticed a spot on my left cheek, pretty close to my mouth, that was ghost white and remained numb after everything else was fine.  The next day it was a bruise.  Here we are, 6 days later, and it's still a bruise.  Worse yet, when I try to smile or even move that part of my face, the dimple that has been there my whole life IS NOT THERE.  My dentist broke my dimple!  This sucks!  I'm hoping it will self-correct soon, 'cause that's one of the last remaining cute things about me. :)

Awww, cute puppy

This story jumped out at me, simply because of Jake's love for Sadie dog and Lucy dog.

For the first time in history, a beagle has won the best in show at the Westminster Kennel Club.  Read story at cnn.com here.

Hey, I just think it's nice to hear about something other than immigration and the elections.  ;)

Funny joke

Jake tries to tell me knock-knock jokes all the time, and they usually make absolutely no sense.  It started when he heard this on Zaboomafoom:

knock knock
who's there
panther
panther who
panther no pants, I'm going swimming

Except he always messed it up and it made no sense.  Then he'd make other ones up that made even less sense.  But the other day he remembered one almost perfectly.

He left out the what do you get when you cross and simply said "What's a bird, a car, and a dog?"

"Umm . . . what?"

"A flying car-pet!"

Go Jake!

I bought Jake a few new books this weekend (I can't resist books . . . it's like a compulsion) and one of them was a Step Into Reading book (I LOVE THOSE!) called "Peanut."  We opened it up, and Jake read the following BY HIMSELF:

This is Peanut
He is tiny,
but he is strong.
He loves to sniff
things --
even stinky things!

Peanut sniffs a cat.
He sniffs a wad of gum.
He sniffs a trash bag.

I only had to help him sound out a couple of the words.  He usually refuses to read words in books, because he wants to be read to and he acts all shy about reading.  But dude, that was pretty awesome.