Weather phoenix December 8, 2008
Posted by sophoristicallyspeaking in : Uncategorized , trackback7 Quick Takes Friday (vol. 12)
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you mean i am not the only one who is rueful of balloons?!i was psyched to appreciate that i was not the only person on the face of the planet who twitches at the mark of biscuit cans, but when a couple of commenters related this to similar feelings about balloons i almost fell out of my chair! we must fitting a person another! peradventure a support group is in peacefulness?— 2 —speaking of which, my balloon phobia causes me problems on a weekly basis. our grocery store has free balloons, and every single time we’re there some well-meaning clerk offers them to my kids. (fellow balloon phobes can suppose my horror at picturing three kids under the period of five, all with balloons, their hands all as surplus them, pressing them too spirituous, the ear-shattering pop surely coming but you justifiable don’t know when…) anyway, the following awkward parley has played out many times:clerk: here are three balloons…me: oh, no thanks, my kids are, uhh, afraid of balloons.kids: balloon! balloon! want balloon! ballllooooooooon!!!clerk: really?me: yes. they sooner a be wearing a jolly jubilant way of expressing their terror.clerk: [gives me a look usually guarded for people wearing tinfoil hats.]kids: [about to start climbing over the acheter viagra conveyer district in their franticness to get their hands on some balloons.] balloon! balloon!me: well, i guess it’s not so much that they’re afraid of them as it is that, uhh, we think balloons are bad for the treatment of the environment.clerk: [glances at the fifty workable bags used to snare up my groceries, then across to the mommy at the other checkout lane who actually remembered to bring her enviro-friendly foundation bags.]kids: balloon! balloon! want balloon now!!!!this is the burden where i have no choice but to admit stop. i grab the stupid balloons from the clerk before he can hand them to the kids and i push the also waggon all the way out to the jalopy with one disposal, a pained look on my mask, my other hand holding the balloons as go beyond a thus far away from us as possible as if they’re some kind of kryptonite on a string. then i immediately banish them to the back porch as soon as we get home.again, this sort of thing is why i not at any time leave the house.— 3 —
i eat heard an rumor that there are loaded women incorrect there who do not own bella bands. this is an urban story, right?the bella band has more than doubled my maternity (and postpartum) wardrobes — i’m sitting here wearing a pre-pregnancy turtleneck and pre-pregnancy jeans at 25 weeks fertile thanks to this thing. it’s a band that you wear ’round your waste and belly that gives the illusion that you have a tank height on under your shirt. it not only holds up pants but covers the unsightly maternity elastic that so tons of them have. probably the A- drawn in, though, is that it provides some bonus coverage to save shirts that might be a hardly too short because of pregnancy (or, after pregnancy, carrying a little extra weight).(this isn’t a paid ad, just a product i love.)— 4 —
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