So I got this catalog in the mail called The Pyramid Collection and started flipping through it. It had 35 pages of stuff like this:
And since my 12 year old likes costumes and dresses I thought about giving it to her to look at. And then I hit page 36, which started a two-page spread in the middle of the catalog, and was filled with items like this:
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I have 2 articles in the new Uncle John’s Totally Quacked Bathroom Readers for Kids!!
A friend took her kid to a birthday party at the home of a health nut. The piñata was filled with granola bars. (Really)
Worst. Piñata. Ever.
Yesterday my younger daughter said, “I saw an interview with the world’s oldest woman, and she was talking about her secret to longlivity.”
Which I think is a way better word than longevity.
Today I should be teasing my brother about turning 40. Instead I’m taking flowers to his grave.
Hold your loved ones close while you can.
A friend tagged me in a Facebook “game,” but I actually liked this one. The challenge was to list 10 books that have stayed with me in some way. Here’s my list, in no particular order:
Stranger in a Strange Land —Robert Heinlein
Star Rangers —André Norton
The Illustrated Man —Ray Bradbury
The Haunting of Hill House —Shirley Jackson
Hell House —Richard Matheson
Ammie, Come Home —Barbara Michaels
Casino Royale —Ian Fleming
A Catskill Eagle —Robert Parker
On Writing-A Memoir of the Craft —Stephen King
Where the Wild Things Are —Maurice Sendak
(And I really could’ve subbed in nearly any of these authors’ other titles.)
Oh, wow. Less than an hour after my junior daughter’s home from her first day back at school and my husband’s trying to explain physics equations to her and she’s shrieking, “THIS MAKES ABSOLUTELY NO SENSE! WHAT HAPPENED TO MATH?! WHAT IS THIS ZERO WITH A LINE THROUGH IT?”
It’s gonna be a looooong year.