The random runneth over!

Fozzie says things are all rainbows and bubbles here. Fozzie is medicated, don't forget.

I never thought I would be able to move on from the allure of the creepy monkeys. Never, I tell you! Then I saw Ping Li...

..."Nature's Littlest Treasure" indeed! Fully poseable, but not a toy. I just can't decide if this could open the door to a dangerous addiction. I mean just look at Kirra, who is coming up next!

With the money I pretend to save while cutting coupons, I feel like I should be able to invest in the Doughboy magnet collection. He's so festive, and not just for poking in the belly anymore.

I really could not get past the...um, elbows? Especially when I saw where a portion of the funds were going. 

At first I felt better that my kids saw the reason I was giggling right away. Then I realized that just meant I was operating with the mind of a teenager.

Speaking of teenagers, it has been a real treat trying to get the boy child to study for his final exams. (A shout out to the girl child who has been studying like crazy!) That is a global history review packet in my son's hand, maybe in case he needed to fan himself or the conversation got dull.

Masterpieces like this, from a bakery, make me think I have talent!

Hey! Remember when the appliances in my house formed a coup against us, and even roped both vans into joining the revolt? Well, here is the laundry that accumulated when I decided to wait for the repairman, instead of washing everything in hot water for another day.

Guess what? I washed all of those clothes in extremely hot water anyway because after paying the repair man over $200 for some fancy new part, and him telling me he felt cold water, the five loads I ran were mighty steamy. I am not sure if it had anything to do with the fact that the dial that I told him wasn't working was not addressed and is still not working. What do I know? Can't wait to see him again tomorrow, especially if he plans to charge me more money. 

By the way, the $600 we spent to have front rotors and rear pads and rotors brake work done on a car that wasn't squeaking, has left us with a car that now screeches and sounds like brake pads are needed. I am so looking forward to making the time to head back over there too!

In better news, even though this platter left the house this morning, I made cookies...

I used the last of my doilies from Ames to line the tray. Yes, Ames, the store that went out of business in 2002.

I think the best example of how far away my mind has drifted would be how baffled I was concerning how bad my hair was looking. I mean, I knew the gray was not doing me any favors, but remained perplexed as to why I was having trouble achieving a pleasing style for the past few weeks. I had really liked how it looked before that. So stumped. I started to think maybe it was time to just go very short again. I was lamenting to a friend who mentioned that it certainly was longer than I usually had it. Boom, there it was! I FORGOT THAT PEOPLE GET THEIR HAIR TRIMMED! My preoccupation with everything else somehow infiltrated the part of my brain responsible for thinking about basic grooming. I checked the calendar yesterday, and I hadn't had a hair appointment in four months. A phonecall was made and a box of color rinse was opened. I wasn't sure, at first, if the color was quite right, but knew that gray was completely wrong. It would have been better if I noticed the dye on my foot, from when the bottle flew out of my hands, before I wandered around the bathroom and onto the light beige bedroom carpet. I then took myself to the hairdresser, where I explained my absence. She set to work fixing more than my straggliness by letting me feel like a superhero...by laughing with me and temporarily providing me with my very own cape, that even hid my gut while I was seated! Suffice to say, I made my next appointment before leaving...

Maybe this was my first step in a better direction!

Please note: This is the after picture.

Thanks to Stacy for hosting the random!