After we ate dinner tonight, I found myself with a lot of time on my hands. In an effort to use that time wisely I went into Emily's room and proceeded to try to convince her that George W. Bush's middle name is actually "Dubya."
I presented a lengthy explanation about Dubya being an old family name of English origin, and tradition was that it was never used as a first name. Only a middle name. My persuasive skills were in high gear and I was actually making progress until I told her that the original Dubya was Laura Bush's great great grandfather. That would have made perfect sense if Laura's parents actually had anything to do with the naming of George Dubya. Which, since they didn't even know of his existence until decades later, they did not. Looking back I should have thought that through more thoroughly.
After Emily rained on my Dubya parade, she told me I needed to go do something more productive with my time like WRITE A BLOG POST ALREADY. Because I love to add dramatic flair to any situation, I told her that I needed a five word phrase of encouragement and/or inspiration before I could continue on my way.
"Five words?" she asked. "Does it have to be a famous quote, or can I make it up?"
I told her that there were no rules other than that it had to be brimming with inspiration and five words long.
She thought about it for half a second and then said, "Get. Out. Of. My Room."
She is hilarious.
And so here I am thinking about what I could write about that would be marginally more interesting than my dentist appointment last night (cavity free! no tartar!) or the fact that I am on a quest for new shampoo.*
I suppose I could take a trip down memory lane all the way back to Saturday, when we had our first WINTER WEATHER EVENT of the season.
We got a few inches of snow and sleet and somewhere along the way, the weekend was dubbed "SNOWTOBER." I did not like that one bit. In most instances I am all about the clever nickname. For example, at the Catholic university where I got my paralegal certificate, the coffee shop was called "Holy Grounds." I laughed every time I walked by. And I will never find a lipstick name I like as much as "Mauvelous." But snowtober? Not really a fan. I am left to wonder what will happen if the region experiences a heat wave in the winter. Will we call it "warmarch?" To me that sounds more like something a soldier would do before heading into battle than some eighty degree temperatures in the early spring, but you never know.
This whole snowtober thing is a slippery slope.
*I really am looking for new shampoo, and am open to suggestions. Preferably something without many chemicals because MY HAIR! IT IS SO SENSITIVE! I would also like to spend less than $8.00 a bottle because I have very important things to buy with the rest of my money. Like nail polish. And tater tots.