Sunday, April 29, 2012

Slice of Lime-Laptops and Melons

Here I am setting up my new laptop.  I am not happy for the need to have a new laptop but I am glad to have had the resources to replace the one Isaac drowned...even if it dips into the car fund.  I figured since I will probably be feeling less than perky the next few days it would be nice to have a means to diddle around online and with some of the zillion pictures I have taken in the last couple of weeks.  Yes, that look in my eye says, "Woe to the one who damages THIS laptop."



In anticipation of Monday's surgery a friend sent me a few quotes both serious and silly about dealing with stress.  Among them was an exhortation that when life hands you lemons find a friend with vodka and have a party.  I responded that if I were dyslexic I might read that as life giving me melons.  I also joked that I did actually get melons and I hoped to keep them mostly intact.  Since laughter is the best medicine here is an old melon-related story I posted on a long since defunct blog over 6 years ago.


I've very open with my kids and dinner time is often the scene of some rather interesting discussions. One night the then 8 year old Isaac announced over his mashed potatoes, "I call my little willy Freddy Jones." We all chuckled and asked why. He said it just seemed a good name for it. Ok, Freddy Jones it is.


Then Diana, who was 12 at the time, informed us that she referred to her blossoming booblets as George and Herman. I remarked that it was intriguing she chose male names and then she asked, "Well, Mom, what do you call yours?" I simply said, "The twins." She said, "Oh no Mom, you gotta call THEM Pride and Joy!" Guffaws and grins and nods of agreement all around the table.


At this point 10 year old Calypso piped up, "What about me? What about me? Mine need names too!" Isaac regarded her form and deadpanned......


"Hope and Faith."

19 comments:

Cooper said...

atta boy...LOL

silly rabbit said...

Ha! Great story. Your kids are marvelously quick witted. Good luck on your surgery! I will think good thoughts for you and say a prayer.
I do subscribe to the friend with vodka method... but pain killers can pinch hit too.

Craig said...

Still with the naming. . .

On one of the previous incarnations of my blog, I recounted the story of when Jen sang 'Wake Up, Little Suzie' to, um, a certain part of my anatomy that she wanted to, um, wake up. And my subsequent remonstrance that said part couldn't have a female nickname. . . 'Cuz, you know, it just isn't fitting. . .

Uh, so to speak. . .

Beach Bum said...

...I am glad to have had the resources to replace the one Isaac drowned...even if it dips into the car fund.

Had to dip into my son's car fund once, it would have been less painful for him had I cut off one of his limbs.

Mother Theresa said...

That's a great story. It's clear your kids have your sense of humor. I'm glad to see you're keeping your chin up. I'm sending lots of good vibes over the internet for today. Hope everything goes well.

Craig said...

What I'm really wondering is where an 8-year-old boy gets the resources for wit like that. . .

Hilary said...

Ha.. I'm busting out laughing.

Hugs and best thoughts.

Daryl Edelstein said...

damn that Hilary she stole my pun!

sending lots of empathy .. we call mine Lumpy and Lumpier..

Suldog said...

Hah! Great senses of humor, all around. Prayers said today.

Just Me said...

lol wonderful story.

Wishing "pride" and "joy" all my best today.

IT (aka Ivan Toblog) said...

My prayers are with you, too... and this expresses a certain sentiment.

Kat said...

Hahahaha!!!!
Mine could be named Hope and Faith and I'm not 10. ;)
Oh to be a guest at your dinner table. Such a clever, witty family you have. LOVE.
Hope all went well today. Still keeping you in my prayers. :)

Bijoux said...

Thinking of you and hoping yesterday went well.

Susan in the Boonies said...

May you be granted the ability to preserve your pride, and keep your joy.

Wishing you the very best, and sending up a prayer right now as well.

Craver Vii said...

I was trying to form a response, and when I saw what Susan in the Boonies wrote, I thought, "Ditto."

Secret Agent Woman said...

Huh. Can't say I'm a namer of body parts, male or female. I go with the more prosaic, "my breasts."

Still thinking about you and hoping the procedure goes well and that's all that's required.

Craig said...

Susan, you are a genius!

Yeah, Meesh - what Susan said. . .

Barbara Shallue said...

Love your kids!! I can only imagine some of the conversations you had that you aren't sharing!! Hope the surgery went well - keeping you in my prayers for complete (and quick!) healing!

Uncle Skip, said...

Praying for the best outcome. You've the attitude nailed down pretty darn good.