Silly Bandz

Silly Bandz have recently become the latest accessory trend among kids. I would say the popularity of Silly Bandz is pretty close with my generations slap bracelets. In case you're not down with these bands, let me give you a quick description. They are thin, rubberband-style bracelets. They look like a rubberband when worn on your wrist, but when removed, they take on their stamped shape (animal, letter, instrument, etc.)

If I were to buy a pack of Silly Bandz, I'd want the Outer Space pack:

One Lost Sole

Today I was driving down Scottsville Road and noticed a tennis shoe in the middle of the road. It's not often that I see things like a shoe on the road. They just don't belong there. It's like opening up my fridge and seeing an untouched chocolate pie. It's just not natural. The few times that I have seen a random shoe on the road, I begin to wonder about how that lone shoe ended up there...

Possible shoe-loss scenarios:

1. Did a runner run out of their shoe and just decide to not go back to retrieve it?

2. Maybe a fight broke out in a car while driving down the road. One of the passengers takes off their shoe and throws it at another passenger. It sails past the passenger's head and flies out the open car window.

3. The chicken dropped it when it was crossing the road? (Yeah, that one was pretty stupid, but I had to.)

What scenarios do you have?

I mean, really. Have you ever seen a lost pair of shoes on the road? I haven't. If I did, and they were nice and fashionable, I'd sure pull my car over and run across the lanes of traffic to snatch them up. It's always just been one shoe though. One lonely, lost sole.

Funky Fresh Cowboy Rainboots

I wish I had a pair of cowboy boots. I also wish I had a pair of rainboots. Put 'em both together, and what do you get? Voila! Cowboy rainboots. I kinda like these. I kinda want to get a pair. Yes, the design makes them a bit funky, but we all know that funky can be fresh. I mean, aren't rainboots supposed to be a little strange looking?

During the recent flooding, I sure did want a pair of cowboy rainboots. It rained so hard and so much that I would have settled for basic yellow galoshes. I would have even settled for a pair of Napoleon Dynamite Moon boots. Tennis shoes are no fun when they get wet. The wetness stays trapped inside your socks and makes you all cranky and your shoes go "squeaky-squeaky" on tile floors. Flip-flops are just a hazard when they make contact with wet surfaces. I've hit too many puddles while wearing flip-flops, so I can testify to the hazardous fact. For real.

I Heart Corgis.

I sure would like a baby Corgi like this little guy.

The Chronic(what?)cles of Narnia!

Had a Lazy Sunday today. Lazy Sunday's make me think of this oldie but goodie SNL digital short. It's silly and nonsense and fun. I like Andy Samberg. I wish he was my friend. Or maybe my boyfriend.

http://www.hulu.com/watch/1397/saturday-night-live-snl-digital-short-lazy-sunday

Mr. Pibb and Red Vines equals crazy delicious!

Turkey Lurkey

I live in town. Right in the middle of town, but sometimes I feel like I'm in a forest. Like The Forest of Feelings on Care Bears, just minus all the Care Bears and the Care Bear Cousins. Sometimes I want to sing a beautiful song like a Disney Princess for all of the animal friends that come to visit me in my backyard.

Squirrels don't even phase me anymore. They inhabit all of the trees behind my house and are constantly jumping from branch to branch. They're everywhere. I'm also used to jumbo rabbits hopping around my backyard. Birds? Yes. Foxes? Check. Stray cat family? Of course. My most recent addition to my backyard menagerie is wild turkeys. I feel like I've been talking about my turkey friends a lot lately. I feel that way because I have been talking about them a lot. I've even imitated the way that they run to at least 6 people. I'll do it for you too, if you ask me to. They run in a funny way. Almost a frolic, if you will. They sure are fast though. A wild turkey would beat me in a race for sure. Most wild animals would probably beat me in a race, actually.

I first saw a turkey a couple of weeks ago. Daisy woke me up at 6:30 in the a.m. barking like she's never barked before. It wasn't a "I want to go outside to pee" bark. Daisy doesn't wake me up to use the outdoor facilities anyway. She's a good dog and would let her Mom sleep all the day long. She's probably damaging her bladder by doing so, but I guess that's how she shows me loyalty and love. Anyway, it was a "something very large and very scary is outside of the bedroom window" bark. I opened the blinds and this big brown turkey was standing on my patio outside of my bedroom window. This thing was taller than my kindergarten students. It took me a bit to realize what it was because, well, I just woke up, but, really, who has a turkey outside their bedroom? I guess I do.
Last weekend, I'm hanging out in my house, when out on the lawn, there arose such a clatter. Not really, but something made me look outside, and I saw another turkey. This one was colorful, which apparently means it's a boy turkey. I ran to get my camera because I wanted some evidence of my turkey friends. Below are a couple of pictures I managed to snap before he took off. As I mentioned above, they're pretty fast.

Here's my boy turkey pecking away at the ground.

Here he is as he begins to trot off. Silly turkey was headed right for the road.

So, I've seen a girl turkey and a boy turkey. It's apparently mating season, so I bet these two love birds (pun intended) are trying to find each other. Glad my backyard is a hotspot for love. I wish these two turkeys the best and hope to see them and perhaps some of their turkey friends around soon.

I think I'd like one of these, please...

I sure do like brownies. I have a deep love and appreciation for edges, and more specifically, the corners. When I make a pan of brownies, the fours corners are the first pieces to go. I cut them out and gobble them up. If I'm at a potluck, and someone brought a plate of brownie squares, I'll sure dig through the pile to get a corner piece.
There's just something about an edge piece. It's got a little crunch to it. I like my baked goods like brownies and cookies to be a bit crispy and crunchy. Mmm. None of that gooey stuff.
This pan adds two chewy edges to each brownie. Now, that's a treat. A real treat.