Random gone random

I suppose it is time to open the windows, and kiss the chance of a snow day good-bye. I just keep thinking of these swell inside projects to do, but then feel like I should be gardening since it is over sixty degrees out. This is Central New York though, and there could still be a blizzard of some sort on the horizon. For now the sun is shining and I will take that for what it is worth. Hey, I am talking about the weather again, so it must be Tuesday. Yay! Time to share some fascinating tidbits from the corners of my mind. Thanks to Stacy for being such a gracious hostess...

Somebody tried to pass the following ingredients off as chocolate mousse the other day: cocoa, honey and avocado. It wasn't that it tasted badly, but ultra thick chocolate sludgy pudding might've been a more fitting name. I still would've tried it, as all I would've heard was ultra and chocolate probably. I suggested adding some cool whip if she wanted to keep the mousse name, but am fairly certain that the toxicity of that joyous substance would negate the healthy rating the original recipe achieved. Still dairy free though.

I decided to focus all of my energies into trying to color my hair again. Surprisingly, this was the only casualty...(Yes, sadly it was actually on my foot at the time.) Plus somehow the color actually seemed to stick this time. I guess something about not having two of my son's friends here and my daughter baking cookies made it easier for me to concentrate. Seriously, what was I thinking that other time?

I would like to be able to tell you that this is the most cereal we have ever had in our pantry at one time......but it isn't. I would also like to be able to tell you that it is for a family of four, but really only one and a half of us eat it. The Lord of the Coupons must've been weighed down with Frosted Flake savings.

Was it self-serving to act like the only science fair experiment I could think of involved baking chocolate chip cookies with and without baking soda? With butter versus with margarine?The girl was sitting with a book in front of her called "101 Really Cool Science Experiments", but couldn't find anything. I did what I could. This was a grand and terrible idea all rolled into one (ok, several...ok, beyond several) delicious bite!

OK, so this dude graduated from the actual school building that now hosts the ninth grade dance. His picture is hanging on the wall with other distinguished folks. They were nowhere near as fetching as Richard so I didn't include them.Do you think he is the reason for all of the insane dance rules? Are those his legacy? Not only is the letter to parents available online, but hard copies of it were sent home with five-week progress reports last week. Here is the last installment...

Style of Dancing

Although we would like everyone to have fun, there is a style of dancing that is unacceptable at the Junior High dance. Students are not allowed to dance in a style that is sexually explicit, suggestive, provocative or simulates any sexual act. We will not allow grinding, moshing, or slam dancing.

Nothing could bring me more joy and comfort, as a parent, than having a conversation with my teenage son that involves the words grinding and sexually explicit. Now I have to consider all of the time I've wasted on YouTube looking for the perfect moshing moves for him. I guess now I will be forced to search for old Solid Gold dancer videos to show him some less hard core ways to get his groove on. I'd go with a Puttin' on the Ritz number, but the hats and canes have to be checked at the coatroom, remember?

I have to go see if there is any last minute scientific research I can help with...