Wednesday, September 29, 2010

You're all winners in my book

Wow. You internets know me better than I thought you did. I am highly impressed.

The lie amongst the truths?

I did exercise (though only once, and it was rather painful).

But since I love you all to bits and pieces, I decided to enter everybody into the contest anyway. Because you were all so nice to play along. And your guesses totally made me laugh. Courtesy of random-dot-org, the winner is:

Anonymousidahocuzin said...

It's the GLASSES!!!!

September 27, 2010 10:03:00 PM CDT


Send me your address and a little ditty is headed your way.

Now, for the stories.

Dishwasher: Still broken. New one got delivered yesterday, but the geniuses at Best Buy forgot to tell me we needed a side mount kit since they can't screw it into the granite counter tops. Will be hand-washing dishes (and cursing) for another week or so. Grrr.

Chase's finger: No stitches needed; they used the glue to stick it back together. He's got a very cool scar and has hopefully learned when NOT to use a pocket knife in the kitchen.

Glasses in the toilet: True. And very gross.

McKay's bloody toe: Also very gross. Healing nicely thanks to me forcing him daily to soak it in anti-bacterial wash and then bandage it up. Just call me Nurse Ratched.

Garage door: Fixed and working like a charm (about the only thing around here that is though).

Sword Cake & Turkey dinner: Chase's birthday feast pick. It totally rocked. I was exhausted but felt like super mom. And, yes, I washed all those dishes by hand, too.

Getting kicked out of a fall festival by a cop: Tragically and horrifyingly true. I had a senior portrait session at one of my favorite parks here last Saturday. Unfortunately, it was the one weekend a year where they have this festival, and a policeman very rudely asked us to leave. I'm still unclear why. We weren't in the way or trying to pose our pictures on the middle of the craft tables or anything. But whatevs. We had mostly finished up, but it was pretty embarrassing in front of my client. Never had that happen before. Hope to never repeat it.

Thanks for playing. You peeps are the best internet friends a girl could ask for...

11 comments:

Jeanelle said...

See what happens when I wait to comment? I totally miss out on winning. I think I was going to guess the cop thing so oh well. Hope this is a better week for you! Xoxo

Stefani said...

These stories make this week sound gratifyingly wonderful.

And I think you should complain (in a kill them with kindness type of a way) to the city about the policeman that kicked you out of the park. They need to know...

Darby said...

Congrats you've been kicked out of your first location'! Trust me you will risk it again for a great shot! :)

Your clients will have stories to tell and you will become known as the photog who walks on the wild side! :)

Tristan said...

Photogs get kicked out of everywhere don't they?!? LOL I hope you have a better week with everything working and life just going smoothly.

Karey said...

You sound back on your game with your humor intact. That's good after a horrible week. Sorry about the dishwasher. How did our mother's do it?

Have a great week/weekend. No dressing up for church! That's always a good thing.

Lala said...

Thanks for sharing the back stories. Well, this week should be better -

Tia Juana said...

I can't believe you did all those Thanksgiving dinner dishes by hand. You are supermom for certain!

Julianna said...

Your post makes me want turkey. But I'll have to wait until it's not 81 degrees out to turn on the oven. (Hello? it's almost October!) Maybe I'll bust out the deep fryer this weekend...now that's a yummy dinner! -J

Lauren in GA said...

I can't believe you got kicked out of the fall festival. That is weird. You were clearly minding your own buisness...hardly disorderly conduct. I'd hate to how that cop handles a riot.

You totally rock...turkey and sword cake. Totally. awesome.

jessica said...

ALthough I'm sure it was embarassing I was hoping your festival kick out story was going to be a little more spicy like with swearing and violence.

Liz said...

I should get bonus points for nailing Chase's birthday dinner! Happy birthday to one of my favorite ninjas on the planet.