Tonight is the last girl’s night for a while.  Monday, Rachel takes away my children, Naudia and Tristan (damn her for foiling my kidnapping attempts!).  I plan to get as many pics as possible before they go, and to try not to whine or whimper too much.    For some odd reason she WANTS to go to New Jersey.  WTH?  Even people in New Jersey don’t want to be in New Jersey! 

 

In an effort to change her mind, I have made a scrumptious Zucchini Crisp.  What’s that you say?  Well, it tastes exactly like an apple crisp.  So much so, that you could not tell the difference even if you tried really hard to imagine squash while eating it.  Mmmm….zucchini for dessert…that’s my idea of love.

 

 

In even better news, I’m ovulating (and I really felt you NEEDED desperately to know that!…man blogging is weird).  I’ve actually had a couple of short bursts of pain in the ovary area which is highly unusual for me.  I can only surmise that it’s the Quads trying to break out of the cell (now if we can just get M.’s man soup to comply).  Trying is the fun part, right?  ROFL  Yeah, right.  The person who said that never spent half an hour with their legs in the air whilst hubby goes blissfully on his way (then again it may well have inspired the Lionel Richie hit “Dancin’ on the Ceiling”).  I am so over sex right now.  Sad, but true.  Even my phone sex voice (PSV for short) is woefully out of practice.  Maybe that’s what I’ll do tomorrow while Tina and I travel to Mississippi for another visit with Uncle George.  Hmmm…that actually does sound like a fabulous idea!  I can see us now PSVing every utterance to all the gas station attendants and waitresses!  I’ll report back on how it goes!

 

Oh, and I almost forgot, Teeni over at Vaguetarian Tea Room has tagged me for a meme!  It goes like this: 

 

Step One – pull out a book on the book shelf.

Step Two – go to page 123.

Step Three – read and write out the 5^th sentence.

Step Four – tag 5 more people.

 

I haven’t had time to read a book since Mom broke her arm in February (I actually had just been to the library that day and picked up her a selection of Harlequin romances…ok so I also picked up a saucy pirate-y romance for myself…they looked so tempting and I hadn’t read a romance novel since I was 10).  I’m a magazine girl (don’t be hatin’, m’kay).  They are “bite size”, and since most of my reading amounts to a few minutes here and there (unless we’re counting psychology books that make you want to replace your corneas with lens caps…no, not even the good kind of psychology books filled with really interesting cases  *sigh*), it works for me.  But I do have a book that I keep at the ready, Amy Sedaris’ I Like You.  It’s a wonderful book full of recipes and hospitable hints like how to personalize lighters and photo how-to’s for putting on pantyhose.  Page 123 takes us to the section on Grieving and helpful hints on comforting the families left behind: 

 

“So if the name is Jocelyn Ellen Worlis, a nice handstitched “J.E.W.” on a hanky would be so touching.” 

 

You got me; it’s not the 5^th sentence because the page doesn’t have a 5^th sentence.  It’s the second sentence, but definitely my favorite on that page and I think it sums up Amy’s thinking on the subject (ok, and mine too   ). 

 

And now it’s time to pass it on (aka out the rest of you who only read magazines too):

 

Evil Twin’s Wife (c’mon let us in on what it takes to have the glamorous life…are you a Charlotte and all about The Rules?)

 

The Rambling Housewife (tie up the tractor and choochoo for a minute…or you can let them play in the mud again!)

 

It’s Me Penelope  (or your 123 bottle of chardonnay lol)

GingerMagnolia (She’s always reading something…usually biographies)

Sarcasmatic (What better time to read something like “how to be a vixen”….I totally recommend the biography of Mae West by George Eells…not for his take on it but for the background it gives on the vaudeville influence…there’s also a newer one out by Simon Louvish which I’m wanting to get my hands on)