Does anyone else ever make a 1/2 dozen chocolate chip cookies, then slide them off the hot pan into a bowl, pour milk over the cookies and eat them with a spoon? 6 cookies. 6 fatty cookies.
I feel kinda yucky.
When the flag on the mailbox is up, does that mean
a. your mail has arrived OR
b. you have mail that you need the mail carrier to take with them/mail for you?
I always thought flag up meant (b), but after seeing a couple of scenarios on tv where the mail is delivered and then the flag is raised, I’m seriously confused. Also, in one of Jojo’s books, Biscuit the dog receives a Valentine’s card in a mailbox with a raised flag.
What’s going on here? Is this a regional thing? We don’t even have a box with a flag — our mail carrier walks and puts it in the placed-too-high-on-the-door-frame box that I have to reach up, over and into and holy shitballs once there was like a moth or bird in there and it all fluttered around and almost bit me/gave me rabies/killed me and I think I might have peeeed a little bit.
Please help me. On any of the issues displayed here.
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UPDATE: Ok, it’s clear from your responses that B is correct, which I always thought. But now that you have read my mystery, you’ll see it on tv commercials or in kids books. You’ll see that when they pick up their mail from their mailbox, the flag is up, as if the mail carrier was alerting them that mail was there. Seriously. Go forth and see this craziness.
Happy Mother’s Day. I planned a ginormous, lovie-dovie post to all the moms I know and love but my day got away from me what with all the pancake breakfasts and kisses and hugs and spitups and feedings and trips to Toys R Us then return trips to Toys R Us (oh yes, there’s a story there) and what not. For now, I have to put away three huge laundry baskets full of clean clothes or else I’ll spend tomorrow searching the baskets for what I need.
LOVE and HUGS and much appreciation goes out to all of you wonderful moms.
Love,
Mrs. Squirrel
Average is 8%.
Well, you guys crapped the bed on that one. Seriously, do you really think I’d want to be named Jinger or were you trying to be funny?
If I were a Duggar girl, for the best name and family position, I’d want to be Jennifer. She’s currently the baby and doesn’t have to cook for the entire family or babysit. Score. Not a one of you picked it. Snap!
If I were a Duggar boy, I’d want to be Josh. Or James. I really couldn’t decide, but that’s ok because Audrey (!) chose Joshua James. I’m not sure I’d go for the that combo (my LANDS people, give the poor little letter J a break)!
We don’t need the tie-breaker this time, but you guys all underguessed The Nugget’s 2 month weight! He’s a hefty 14lb, 6oz — 95th percentile. You should seeee the thighs. Oh they’re munchable.
Congrats AUDREY for your big win! I hope you all enjoyed the Mother’s Day Mother of All Holiday Contestaganza … there may be just one more in my pocket. Stay tuned!
Turn this Mother Out and win today’s prize in my big ass Mother of All Holidays Contestganza?
So far, SJ, My Buddy Mimi, Michelle Z, Liza and Mrs. CPA have won fabulous prizes which sit atop my dining room table, mocking Jojo with their not-for-himedness.
At some point during this Mother’s Day themed week of mine, I should probably post something thoughtful and nice, eh? It’s not going to be today. Sorry. Jojo should be risin’ from his nap soon, and I need to get some non-bloggy things done before then. This quiz will be short and sweet and most certainly easier than yesterday’s…
Thanks to Duggar WannaBe Nic — or should I call you Jic?, I’ve been alerted that the red OCCUPIED light, again, flashes over Mrs. Duggar’s uterus.
CONTEST QUESTIONS:
1. If I were a Duggar, which girl name would I want (see list…and play Name That Duggar, which hello, is tough but I can’t get enough of them telling me “No Tater Tot Casserole for you!”)?
2. If I were a boy and a Duggar, which name would I want?
TIE BREAKING QUESTION: If you’re at Marshall’s this weekend and see these in a size 8, will you buy them for me? PLEASE? They are out of my size in the two Marshall’s around here.
Oh wait, the real bonus question is: How much did The Nugget weigh at his 2 month check-up yesterday (FYI, Jojo weighed 12lb, 14 oz at his 2 month appt)?
For those of you who don’t check the internet over the weekend, Happy Weekend and/or Happy Mother’s Day. Otherwise, the games continue here at HollowSquirrel!
If you’re not a fan of scary movies, don’t get stuck under your nursing infant on the couch away from the remote while “The Haunting” or “The Diabolical” is on the SciFi channel. I may have just shat myself.
Oh my lands…I guess this was kind of difficult, but Liza and Mrs. CPA figured it out!
I wanted you to guess which NPR show I saw taped last night, who was SUPPOSE to be the celebrity guest but couldn’t fulfill his obligation (that’s a hint, peeps), and how many items I bought at the concession stand. Let me assure you…if there’s a concession stand, I will buy crap. I heart overpriced, fatty, salty foods!
So, my neighbor and I watched the taping of Wait! Wait! Don’t Tell Me!
Peter Sagal didn’t look like what he did in my imagination (wha? no houndstooth knickers and peg leg? Damn). And Karl Kassel’s voice is just as wonderful in person as it is sitting in my minivan.
Sigh.
I do love a good voice. Anyhoo, the celebrity guest booked months ago couldn’t make it since he is in hiding (or kissing his wife’s ass for the rest of his miserable life).
As for the concession stand bonus question, I purchased two items (water and popcorn)! An attorney pointed out to me that Mrs. CPA’s answer that I “went to the concession stand twice” doesn’t answer the question. Point taken, Ms. Liza…I’ll see you in chambers, Mrs. CPA.
Or, I’ll just give you EACH a prize! Whooppeeeee!
Stay tuned for today’s contest! GOOD LUCK and HAPPY FRIDAY!
Nothing like leaving my fourth contest to the last minute…but I was out for the evening with a friend at a taping for an NPR show. Wanna guess which one?
Yes, that will be the quiz. It relates to Mother’s Day because I’m a mother, as is my neighbor friend who invited me. See. There’s the connection. Neighbors can definitely have a motherly effect on our children — they watch over them, yell at them for letting the screen door slam and hand out popsicles. Lucky for me, the moms in my neighborhood rock and have been very supportive to me and other neighbors in times of need.
But back to YOUR chance to win fantastic completely non-Mother’s-Day-related prizes…
1. Which show did we attend the taping of (yes, I know I ended the sentence with a preposition. Sue me.)?
2. Who was suppose to be the special guest but couldn’t fulfill his duties?
Bonus Question: How many items did I buy at the concession stand?
That is all. Simple enough. Go to it. And now I need to go to bed only to have the Nugget wake me up 1.4 seconds after I reach REM sleep.
So did you redeem yourself? Can you hold your head high today? Or will we have a repeat winner? I can barely contain myself!
1. Smitty currently practices mothering skillz on her (d) dog named Smitty. Yes, human Smitty tried in vain to have me ditch the nickname I gave her by naming her puppy Smitty. It didn’t work. Now there’s Smitty and Smitty Jr.
2. It will take all her strength to feed her baby these, which she hates: (a) bananas. People, my bff h.a.t.e.s bananas. In fact, she probably won’t read the explanation, because just the mere thought of the yellow fruit causes her to dry heave. And let me tell you that when some pranksters in college hid numerous bananas all over our dorm room, she freaked out…and that was before the Great FreakOut of All Time when, a month or so later, she discovered one of the bananas (which wasn’t discovered the first round of banana cleanup) in her unused purse — a gooey black glob of nastiness. Oh Lordy…I don’t think either of those boys have procreated, and tis probably because Smitty went all Buttafucco on their bananas. I’m not sure she knows how much kids like bananas. I mean, if not hers, her son’s friends…haha. Should be for some good times.
3. Smitty most likely will not name her son after any of her ex-boyfriends/hook-ups. Select the male name that still has a chance: (b) Jeb. Oh yes, she dated a guy named Slade…for like four minutes. But still.
4. I wonder if Smitty’s son will inherit his mom’s fear of (c) spiders. Well, she’d probably freak out at any of the things I listed (and I not-so-fondly almost causing me to careen off the road when she screamed bloody murder when there was a bee in my car), but she really detests spiders. I’m not sure how she feels about spider monkeys, however.
5. Once Smitty has little (see answer to #3), she should remember to drive safely, like she DIDN’T do in college, when she received a random $103 ticket for speeding through (c) Indiana. 103 is her unlucky number, because a few weeks later, Smitty and Clark (see #3) fell through a plate glass window and her share of the bill, well, you guessed it.
OK, so eliminating one contestant who knew some of the answers unfairly (SORRY Sweets), three of you had two questions correct, but MichelleZ came closest on the bonus question, so WOOT, a new winner! YAY MichelleZ of The Zoromski Chronicles! Email me your address, Michelle, at hollowsquirrel at gmail and I’ll get a prizetacular package out to you!
Thank you for playing! I’m posting yet another contest later today on another mom-related subject which will remain a mystery because I have to watch Top Chef first. And consume some oatmeal Teddy Grahams dipped in Nutella. You think I’m kidding. I couldn’t be MORE SERIOUS.
