Thursday, October 18, 2012

That's Women's Work...

Just bought a case of Comice pears, and pissed off some old guy, but amused the hell out of the produce lady. "What are you going to do with a whole case of pears?" he says.
"Not that it's your business, but I have a decent size family that will eat them. If they ripen all at once, I'll can some."
"You can't can. Canning is women's work."
Raised eyebrow. "Really? I beg to differ. And I bet this lady would too."
She crosses her arms and awaits his reply.
"Everyone has their place. Men do the work, women do the housework, the cleaning, the canning."
"Huh. Well, I have been an at-home dad for the last six years. I love to cook, I love to can, I love my kids. I make soap. If that's women's work - sign me up to be a women!"
"Well, God has a purpose for all of us."
"Ohhhhh...okay then. We're gonna go now."
I personally don't believe there is any way to argue rational logic against religious conviction. It's like cars vs. a wombats bunghole. It makes no sense.

Wednesday, October 17, 2012

Boogie is having the boys sing angelic chorus whenever she enters the room.

I give you Zombie:The Musical

R:(singing)"BRAAAIIINS! I want your BRAAAIIINS!"
B:(Singing gruffly) "You can't have them. you can't have them. Dun dun dun dun."
R:(Singing higher) "BRAAAIIINS! I need BRAINS! Does anyone have brains for me to eat?!"
Gaius:(singing loudly and gruffly) "I godth brainth for you to EEEEEEEAAAAT!"
B:"And those brains are tasty and sweet."
R:"Gosh these brains taste a lot like meat!"
Gaius:"I godth bwainth fo you to EAT!"

Thursday, October 11, 2012

The Good Earth

Holy crap! Just spent 4 hours in the garden with the kids without realizing it. Did have a couple OTHER realizations, though.
1. My kids make awesome helpers, but suck at gardening.
2. I hate having dirt under my fingernails, but also hate wearing gloves.
3. My nail polish kicks ass.