Friday Random: Toof Fairy Business

                     

This tooth fairy business is tough. No one tells you this about parenting.

First you have to remember that they put their tooth under the pillow. This isn't as easy as it sounds. I've had many a conversation in the morning that maybe the poor tooth fairy was just so busy, or used all her cash buying her kids ice cream, or got lost.

Then you have to wake up in the middle of the night. Also not so easy.

Once you do remember and wake up you have to be stealthy in a groggy midnight haze and reach your hand waaaaaaaay under their pillow - without waking them. Then you have to place the money, that you of course remembered to bring with you and not leave on your dresser, under their pillow in such a manner that it won't get shoved to the neither regions of the bed area thereby negating all your sleepy sneakiness.

This particular tooth fairy episode, I - the tooth fairy, found a super cute note. It read:

Dear toof fairy. I lost my tooth at school. I cam home and lost it down the grane (drain) can I still get munny?

I almost became a pile of sweet goo on the carpet in the hall. No one told me how freakin' hard it is being the tooth fairy.




On another kid related note, I found this site full of the most wonderful kids lunches. I'm totally losing steam on the whole packing lunch thing. I fully plan on browsing his site and jotting down notes. He also has a fantastic dinner food blog.

Happy weekend to you!

Goodness

  

I was just starting to feel lame about my space in between posting.

I was starting to pressure myself about scheduling way too much for myself.

Then I opened up this post by Pugly Pixel and all the ridiculous nonsense I was putting on myself melted away.

I think true intensions are worth far more than forced words.

There's so many things I have to do each day, but this is the one place that's just goodness.

And I'm sorry, some people may think that adding bacon to EVERYTHING is over rated and forced, but I'm hear to say that bacon in EVERYTHING most certainly is . . . . goodness.

Friday Random: Love Is Everywhere

The kids are getting ready and over the top excited about Valentines. It used to be a holiday that I glazed over and now there's all sorts of glueing and glittering and box making. Valentines may the reason Pinterest was invented. It's everywhere I look.

Last year we made these. This year it's gotten a bit more involved. I don't know if it's going to get finished in time. I'm thinking perhaps to surprise them with a Valentine style dinner, but I'm not sure if I'm willing to get that in to it.


Last night I went out. Without kids, to a hip and cool restaurant. I went with Anty T of course, because she is hip and cool. Then we met a friend of hers at another very hipster place for dessert. It was crazy in the best way - vanilla ice cream, pretzels, chocolate covered corn nuts, and this little cup of insanely delicious salted caramel to drizzle over the top.  I'm not sure I can eat just ordinary food after last night. I need every meal to be like last night.

I ate way to much food and still feel like I need to be a asleep and digest. Instead I'll just mainline some tea, turn on Party Down and fix up another piece of furniture.

I've also been told that this weekend we are making bacon rice crispy treats. Stay tuned!

                          

If I Had A Million Dollars . . .

When I lived in Colorado there was a very awesome radio station - KBCO. They would play great music. I missed it a lot when I moved here. The stations here lacked - everything.

Every year or so KBCO would put out an album of Studio C recordings. These albums are, as my son's friend says, EPIC.

My dear Colorado friends would send me copies of their Studio C volumes. It was the best bit of mail and the high of these rare songs would last all year.

I would gladly pay a hefty price tag for any of these recordings.

Many people would. I'm talking great artists doing intimate and wonderful recordings.

I'm pretty frugal, but I do have a list of things that I would certainly buy if I had a million dollars . . .