Mama's busy- why don't you go color Clarence Darrow?

Today A-Vo and I went to Borders to shop for a birthday present for one of her friends. Our mission? Sticker books. The sticker books happen to be right next to the coloring books. I looked over the available coloring books, and saw the usual suspects-- Disney princesses, baby animals, Lightning McQueen, etc., when one in particular caught my eye:

Great Lawyers.

Yep, a whole coloring book dedicated to great lawyers in history.

We did not get that one.

Not Diddy. Jelly- UPDATED!

A-Vo's new fave lunch entree is the all-American peanut butter and jelly sandwich (that is the Vo genotype manifesting itself...I prefer just plain peanut butter). However, it's not readily apparent to any non-Vo what she is actually requesting when she asks for it, since she calls it "pee jelly."

Other A-Vo isms:

halicious = hilarious
shootit = swimsuit
cupchip = ketchup
mussen = mustard
happy toot toot = happy birthday to you
shabbat shalom = exactly what it sounds like

Hopefully, Grrbearm you find this slightly more amusing than The Family Circus.

Not fast. Not easy. I'll give you fresh.

Seen in the "Fast! Easy! Fresh!" section of a cooking magazine (easy dinner recipes for everyday cooking):

Recipe for Easy Lobster Blah Blah Blah:

1st ingredient: 2 live lobsters.

EXCUSE ME! If you have to kill the animal you are about to cook, it automatically disqualifies the recipe from inclusion in the fast! easy! fresh! section.

Bad, bad parents:

These people make even Britney Spears look good:

• the people we saw over the weekend feeding their toddler sugar from sugar packets off of the table at Applebee's.
• the family who dishes out the food at dinner and then each member takes his or her plate to a different room to eat it in front of a different TV. True story. Met them today. Yep. Mmm-hm.
  

Props to the Midwest!

The diagram of the locations of people visiting my blog actually updates in real time. As you can see, the Midwest is now officially kicking the West Coast's ass. Awww. Yeee. I knew my people would come through for me!

Back-up career choice #3:

CELEBRITY MANIPULATOR.

I'd love to meet and join the nameless, faceless hordes of evildoing Hollywood hangers-on whom Britney, Paris, and Lindsay are all blaming for their recent bad behavior. "Blah blah blah in with the wrong crowd blah blah being taken advantage of blah blah blah not my true friends blah blah they make me dance naked on the bar at Pure and then pay for dinner." HEY! I'd like a piece of that action. I'd be a great entourage member and wouldn't whine ONCE about being taken to the Geisha House twice in 1 week and only having a pink Sidekick gifted to me instead of the Swarovski-encrusted one.

No, read THIS one.

There was a picture of Martin Sheen reading a book in US Magazine this week. that, in and of itself, is not that blog-worthy, but the title of said book is: "1001 Books you Must Read Before You Die."

So, why read (or write, for that matter) a book about the books you SHOULD be reading? Go read one of those books.