1) This morning something unheard of happened. The garbage men came early, before we'd put the can out on the street. And one of the guys walked up the driveway, got the can from the side of the house, wheeled it to the street, and dumped it in the truck. Hosanna! They have never done this before. To what do I owe this favor? I don't even know how he knew where the can was, because it's behind a holly tree and you can't see it from the road. I think I need to make those guys a pie. Or tip them like I do the mail lady.
2) On Saturday night, after the Roller Skating/Neighbor Mashup Extravaganza, I went to a baby shower for Pretty Neighbor. It's her third baby, so instead of a traditional shower, we met at a nail salon, got pedicures, and then went out for Mexican. I've never done the whole pedicure-as-social-event thing, and it was fun. We drank three bottles of wine while this was going on. And I hadn't had a pedi all winter, so I basically had hooves. Heroic measures were carried out to deal with the hoof situation. The wine helped take the edge off of that. And now my feet are cute as can be.
And Pretty Neighbor's friends were not exactly what I expected. I really felt like I had stepped into an episode of The Real Housewives of Atlanta. They were all as sweet as can be, but just, um, a lot of boobs, really blonde hair, and various botoxed parts. Obviously good, loyal friends of PN though. And after that much wine, and then a margarita, we were like brushing each other's hair and cutting pictures out of magazines.
3) One thing I enjoy: Hank's quiet assent to Dora the Explorer's questions. He is sitting right next to me as I type this, watching Dora. When she shouts a question, like, "WILL YOU HELP ME FIND MY CUDDLY DINOSAUR?" He says, "Yes," so softly, but with determination. Like, "I will help you carry this burden, Dora. I am small, but I stand ready." He is a tiny mensch.
4) Matt and I saw Watchmen the other weekend. I thought it was rather stylish and I liked it, even though I had no knowledge of the source material. I was whispering, "Why is that naked guy blue? And naked?" And I thought the movie was kind of hot. Can I get a witness? Not the actual sex, necessarily, but just the whole naked, detached-from-humanity blue guy angst. Like where there are two of him making out with the chick? Hot. Did I mention that he's naked the whole time?
5) We also saw The International the other week. Clive Owen-y goodness! Why couldn't they have gotten HIM to be the naked blue guy? I confess that a few years ago, I ordered, from BMW, the free DVD of his series of short films he starred in for them. I guess that is one of the more embarassing things I could share with you, internets.
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aww, that is so cute about Hank! Oscar will pat his thighs and say "Pat! Pat! Pat!" like the do on Little Einstiens to get Rocket to take off. I love it!
How fun is a Pedi party for a new mom. Great idea. I haven't seen Watchmen but now that I know it has naked blue guy I'm all there.
Very nice randonness
I must say that I am in hot water with my husband because we haven't seen the Watchmen yet. (I promised, under duress, that I would see it with him) I am now very excited to hear that there is something to look forward to. I don't think I will share the "Naked Blue Guy/Hotness" with him. Thanks for the valuable info.
I love pedi parties. And I really need one cause, yeah, hooves.
And omg girl you make me laugh. I nearly peed myself over #3, and I'm at work. I don't have a change of clothes.
You certainly live in a magical neighborhood if your garbage men go all out like that.
Little Hank! Makes me verklempt. So sweet.
Is a trip to the movies not a little romantic in a corny way? Harkening back to our high school dating days. Guess it makes me feel young. Adding nekkid guys to the film could also be a bonus.
That is hysterical that you ordered that Clive Owen DVD! (Was it any good? ;) ) Excellent confession. Mine: accidentally wore my underpants inside out today.
Hooves. I am so with you. Pedicures are feats of bravery for everyone involved.
Mr. M once said he was going to start an after-school business going door-to-door to give foot massages. And he said he'd give a 10% discount if "the lady wears socks." Infer what you will. You'd be right.
Wait, you got to see TWO movies, and a pedi? I'm jealous. I need to do both of those things, stat. Jamie wants to see Watchmen but I haven't been too enthused about it, maybe I'll go after reading your glowing review.
In Marietta, the trashmen are actually required to go to the side of your house and pick it up. By social contract, though, most people take it to the street. Me and the guy I share my duplex with have caught on though and never take the trash out. I don't know how the workers feel about it, but I just don't really care, either. One less chore.
Wow, your garbage men got your can out? That really is unheard of. Do you, like, live in a small town or something? Hank sounds like a sweet little guy. I've gotten fond of Dora in spite of myself for the pulling together she inspires.
I am DIGGIN' the wine w/pedi business! All while the hooves get cleaned, trimmed and shoed - now that's brilliant.
Hank is a stand up guy for sure!
My Garbage Guys only leave snarky little notes when I don't follow the Garbage Rules. Can I move to your neighborhood? I could be your Almost-Pretty-in-the-Right-Sort-of-(Very Dim)Light Neighbor.
Bless Hank - my girl is terrified of Dora. Sounds like you impressed your bin men with your superior rubbish bagging (or something!).
I like this post - thanks for sharing all the little things.
I wish more of you could know Hank. He is such a personable, affectionate little boy and, at the same time, a fearless explorer of the natural world and persecutor of the unjust. If you need something whacked with a stick, Hank is your man.
I enjoyed your random post. You pick out some recent events and found just the right words to convey the moment to us readers. You are good with words like that. Not too much, not too little. I could feel Hank's determination and sincerity in your description.
Law, girl, you busted me up a-gain. Thanks. Needed it!
And I hate, for some reason, going to get a pedicure on my own. It makes me all squirmy uncomfy. So the answer is, clearly, two-fold: amigos y alcohol. Yes: I'm making an appointment.
Okay, I just have to give Hank a virtual squeeze. SQUEEEEEEZE. How cute, cute, cute.
My naked blue guy would have to be Hugh Jackman. Yeah. Okay, I'm off to go think about that one for a while.
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