Wednesday, February 7, 2007

With all that girly light, some boyish dark

Mood: giggly.  my mood is giggly.  more on that later.

This morning, I was talking to Nolan about breakfast.  He suddenly said, "Do you have any leftover eggs?"

"No.  I have eggs, but not leftover ones."  I got all excited, thinking maybe he might actually eat one, and what a breakfast breakthrough that would be, when he said he needed it for school.  For Home Ec.

"Oh, it's the baby thing, isn't it?"

"Yup.  I'm going to name mine Hannibal Lecter, and give it a hockey mask and straitjacket too."

I burst out laughing.  "You are so dark sometimes.  I dig that."

(That is, when it's not driving me crazy, in a sulky funk because I'm the meanest Mom in the world for uttering the words, "That's not appropriate.")

Before he left for school, he asked me if I could "blow the guts out of the egg."

"What?"

"Make a hole in the egg..."

"Oh, and blow the egg white and yolk out.  Like those Russian Easter eggs?"

"My teacher says you can use a tack.."

"I think I can figure it out."

I wonder how many I'll wreck before I get it right.

I've heard about shaping the lives of your grandchildren, but this is a little above-and-beyond.  However, I'm up for the challenge.

I wonder how many I'll break before I succeed.

My money is on six.  I'm sure it'll be a mess.

Or maybe breakfast.

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The giggly thing.  Apparently, giggling is a crime.  I read an article about Rachael Ray in our newspaper a couple of weeks ago.  Now, I am a little tired of seeing her everywhere, but I will not begrudge her success.  Bully for her, she's got the Oprah boost, ride the wave, sister.  Of all things to complain about (and people were quite mean about it) I think giggling is the most minor.  The most benign.  Maybe I'm just high.

From all my giggling.

3 comments:

jevanslink said...

At least you didn't have someone record your laugh, run it through a synthesizer then add it to their MP3 player SFX [sound effects] so they could turn on at will from a gizmo in their pocket. Sheesh.

I can only imagine what my life would be like if Remo were real and not just a figment in J-land.

As for the egg -- I think you should leave it as is. That way if Nolan drops it, he can not only contemplate the potential damage he could do to his "offspring," he can get used to cleaning up after it.  

Mrs. L

jckfrstross said...

at least its eggs:) at my school they use a 5lb bag of flour for 3 weeks i think  its a real mess:) good luck with the egg

Deb

screaminremo303 said...

The entry after this one makes much more sense now. I should have told you to put a piece of scotch tape over the end before you poke the hole. For some reason it works really good.

Mrs L should know by now I'd never be caught dead in a place where the weather gets so nasty. Shrinkage... there'd be shrinkage, I'm telling ya