Autumn with the Calhouns

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Martha Stewart is one crazy b...

I'm currently watching Martha Stewart scrape the red skin off small radishes, dig holes into them, stuff olives into those holes, and finally freeze the radish/olive "eyeballs" into ice cubes for Halloween High-balls, perfect for parties! Gimme a break. Who in the world has enough time on their hands to scrape individual radishes, just so that people can dump them in the trash once they realize that Martha put a damn radish in their perfectly good cocktail? You gotta love Martha for her deluded commitment to goofy crap. Just watch her Halloween special, now playing on FLN, and you'll see what I mean.

Rain

Rain, yuck. We've had so many rainy days in the past two weeks, is it always this wet in the fall? For some reason now that it is raining and consistently below 55 degrees, Maggie has decided that she needs to go outside and play on her swing set every single day, multiple times a day. Everyday she runs up to the patio door, points out the window and says, "Weeee!! Weeee!!" So what if it's pouring sheets of rain, "Wee, Wee!!"... it's gusting Wizard of Oz force winds, "Wee, Wee!!"... Frosty the Snowman just sauntered past the front window and waved, "Weee, Weee!!" She didn't care about that dang swing set all summer long, but now it's all she wants to do. Maggie, I have two words for you, No way...you're going outside without a hat and gloves, bundle up baby girl, let's go swing.

New Job

Seriously, why do I have a pathological need to over-extend myself? Chasing a toddler and hauling her all over town is not exhausting enough, so now I've added Monday and Friday at the craft store to my weekly regime. What started as a whim is now a job... a minimum wage job... with other women, most of whom are near retirement age, and refer to me as "the new girl". I haven't had anyone call me a "girl" in a while, not sure if I like it or not. Jury is still out on this decision, but so far so good. It's super easy, minimum commitment, and a nice way to get away from all the snot, poop, and head injuries at home.

Hannah's

Learning English is Hard

Maggie walked up to me today in a cloud of baby stink. "Pee-uuu," I said, "Did you go poop?" She took a second, put on her best 'I'm innocent' face and said, "No!"

Yeah right, the nose knows, so I said to her, "Are you lying?" and she said, "ROARRR!"

(Are you lion?)