Have some random. No, I insist!

All aboard! It's time for the random!

Oh, wait, sorry. Maybe that's not a train, but rather a collection of snow globes? Another must for indecisive collectors. "Do I love trains more, or snow globes more? How about Mickey Mouse? I love him the mostest! Hooray, now I don't have to choose!"

Well, I am feeling a little empty these past few days...

...yeah, like that! It was impossible to deny that the day was coming...

There are two more under them somewhere.

...and there is absolutely NO reason to compare this story to the one unfolding in my home, as my firstborn is counting down the remaining days of his junior year in high school.

"So what do I do here? Jump? Flap?"

Is he ready to leave home? More to the point, is he ready to go anywhere without us looking out for him? Case in point: While I might have finally gotten the hang of having properly fitting attire for his orchestra concerts, this was noticed in the car on the way to the concert...

...while this was noticed on the way to the car after the concert...

I am pretty sure his teeth were brushed, and I didn't realize how much more involved I needed to be.

I guess I should just be happy he had on that jacket. This guy should only be allowed on tv in white shirts, or very thick sweaters.

He had just been called out of the crowd. This was not several questions worth of nervous dripping. Cedric was trying hard to say something without actually saying something. Oh, yes, so now the truth is out that I do indulge in a little Millionaire once a week when I visit my grandmother. (By the way, I even heard her mutter "oh, put your arms down".)

Just in case you've been wondering how we are coming with our cereal stock...

...down to twenty-five boxes at the time of this photo. However, I will admit to at least four more boxes entering the house since. Apparently we have a balance that we cannot fall below. Plus, someone went cuckoo for Cocoa Puffs.

 I tried to keep the remaining shelves of the pantry organized, and purged of unnecessary items. This box of crackers was driving me crazy, as I couldn't understand what made my husband think they were a necessary purchase. 

I am sure sale signs and coupons danced in his head. The only solution was to open them.

They did not taste like chicken (thank goodness) or biscuits. No matter though, as they are gone now.

Last, but not least for this week...

...for just $19.95 I bought my son some a snark. I wasn't aware he needed it, and he wasn't aware it existed, until we saw one used at the music store.