Fargo took the Midwest title in the Weather Channel's "Toughest Weather City" tournament. Fargo advanced to the Final Four after beating out International Falls by a mere forty votes. Well, at least this is a designation that we should all be able to live with (indeed, we do live with it). I never thought I [...]
Tag: embarrassment
On the hot seat!
I embarrass myself. Not intentionally and not without regret, but I still do it far too regularly. I embarrassed myself today. I was driving to work in my loaner car (the Hyundai Azera) this morning and using all my concentration to ensure that I didn't hit anyone or anything and that no one hit me. [...]
Role modeling how to embarrass your children…
I think sometimes I embarrass my children. Alright, alright - I know that sometimes I embarrass my children. It becomes apparent when they say loudly in public, "Mother - stop - you are embarrassing me!" It isn't intentional (well...it isn't always intentional)...most days my children are embarrassed just because of the things I say and [...]
Bit me in the fanny alright…
Something bit me in the fanny - and I don't mean figuratively, I mean literally - something bit my fanny. And no, it wasn't a good something or an invited something or a human something - it was, I suspect from the looks and feel of it, a spider of some sort. And it wasn't [...]
“IF YOU KNEW MY MOTHER YOU WOULD UNDERSTAND.”
I saw a t-shirt for young women in JC Penney's weekly advertisement yesterday that read, "IF YOU KNEW MY MOTHER YOU WOULD UNDERSTAND." I think my daughter Sarah has actually said that - numerous times. I was tempted to buy that t-shirt for her, but then it occurred to me that it would only cause her to wear it and then she [...]
The value in being freakishly tall…
After I told Cheyenne that she was getting really tall the other day (she is getting amazingly close to my height at the ripe old age of 11), she made a comment that I have not been able to stop laughing about. She said, "I want to grow up to be freakishly tall so I [...]
I’m a super freak!
Cheyenne tells me I am not the cell phone police. Her initial argument forcefully made the point that I was an offender myself right up to a couple of weeks ago. I tried telling her that having seen the light I felt a moral obligation to share it with others...she was not impressed. She told [...]
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