never trust a sticky note to stick & other things

oliver threw up on the kitchen floor this morning. i thanked him for not doing it on the carpet. since then, he has been walking around with a stricken look on his face as if he can't quite figure out why his body did that, and is slightly afraid that it will happen again. poor little guy. a few minutes ago i was reading aimee's blog about the dream she had, starring myself, where i got sucked into the blow hole of a whale and i was drinking tea and laughing all at once, making quite a racket. i looked down at oliver on my lap and his eyes were wide with concern. he very quietly hopped out of my lap and pretty much tip-toed out the door, looking back at me worridly every now and then. you'd think that by now he'd realize that the girl he loves most in the world is entirely crazy.

i work this afternoon, but before i leave, i must do a million and one groceries. never mind the million and one groceries i did just 2 days ago. it seems that i forgot plenty of things. like the fact that thanksgiving is exactly one week away and my mother in law has asked me to make homemade cranberry sauce. just writing that out is enough to scare me half to death. she must have seen the terror in my eyes when she asked me to make it, because she called me back later and told me that cranberry sauce from a can would be just fine. however, i feel that i can't back down now. my mother in law's last name is stewart, you know (a distant relation of martha's, i am certain) and since i now share this intimidating last name, i must rise to the challenge. homemade cranberry sauce it will be, complete with marmalade & other such frightening ingredients. i am also bringing a broccoli casserole WITH onions (hee, hee) and a chocolate caramel toffee cake that is to die for. if my cranberry sauce doesn't prove me worthy of my own last name, then i am determined that my other two contributions will. (by the way, josh detests onions, which is why i giggled. it was entirely at his expense)

okay, i have a story that is a bit old, but i forgot to blog about it when i meant to, so here it goes: a few weeks ago, i was at sara's house for our girl's tuesday morning coffee event. at this particular event were 2 girls that i didn't know very well. one was jolene, who is as sweet as can be and has the most adorable little girl you ever saw. the other one was gia, who is very kind and has absolutely gorgeous eyes. anyhow, gia heard me venting about the whole work uniform thing and told me that she may have some white shirts and black pants that no longer fit her. i gave her my number, and later on that afternoon, she called to tell me that she had TONS of old clothes that i could just HAVE if i wanted! so i got directions to her house, wrote them all down (as i am horrible at finding places without very specific directions) and we set a time to meet at her house a couple of days later. so. that day comes, and gia calls me, asking to come a little earlier because of an appointment she made. i get in my car, directions on a sticky note, stick them to the steering wheel of my car, and off i go. i was slightly nervous because 1. as i said before, i am horrible at finding places and 2. i wasn't sure how long it would take me to get there and i didn't want to make gia late for her appointment. so i am whizzing down the road and it's a warm day, so i open my window. before i could say, "imsuchanidiot" my sticky note became unstuck from my steering wheel and made a break for it...out of my window it flew! i watched it float around in the air for a bit in my rearview mirror, completely in shock, before i thought to put the brakes on. without that sticky note i had NOTHING! her phone number, address and directions to her house were all on that very important, pale yellow piece of no-longer-sticky-paper. i HAD to find it. so i backed up and pulled over onto the side of the road and got out of my car, straining my eyes for anything yellow. after a few minutes of searching, i spotted it. somehow, that all-important little paper had managed to fly headlong into an enclosed pen of peacocks! there it sat, taunting me, as birds pecked all around it. defeated, i climbed back into my car and prayed all the way to gia's house. I MADE IT!! without ANY directions! i was so proud of myself, plus i got a whole ton of very nice clothes. so that was my story. the end.