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On Monday, Vogon only put in a few hours at work and told someone on the phone that he was taking the day off to take care of me because I was sick. I was confused because I've got self-care for sinus flareups down cold. Today, he's actually sick. *snerk*

When did Mother's Day cards became so complex? With six cards to buy for far-away relatives, I bypassed the more expensive cards to get the 99-cent Hallmark cards to embellish at home before mailing them. I nearly peed myself laughing when she wrote in her aunt's card, "Get married with [uncle]!". (They got married almost two years ago; she *really* liked the party.)

Miscellaneous links:
- How to Cut a Pineapple from the simplehuman blog (simplehuman_rss);
- The Wee Fairy Doors of Ann Arbor, Mich., brought to my attention by npr_junkie;
- Hide and Creep, a horror-comedy with zombies and rednecks, has its television premiere on Sci-Fi tonight; Carol of drinkatworkblog's brothers Chuck and Chris are in it. Go watch, it's funny. BRAAINS!


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May. 11th, 2006 11:56 pm (UTC)
My husband managed to find the one Mother's Day card with a fart joke in it. ;) I'm sure my MIL will be so pleased.
May. 12th, 2006 03:17 am (UTC)
Is that a Hallmark card? I want to go read it in the store now.

Laurel and I picked cards in three themes: bugs for my sister and mother, bunnies for Himself's mother and paternal grandmother, and bears for Vogon's mother and Himself's maternal grandmother.

I watched her very carefully after she drew a picture of my sister kicking my butt in my sister's card. It's an image that's probably been in her head since I replied to Vogon asking me why I was buying Mother's Day cards if I don't really like the holiday that my sister would kick my butt if I didn't. (She would.)
May. 12th, 2006 03:20 pm (UTC)
I think it was a Hallmark card. It had a vintage photo on the front that said "Everything I need to know, I learned from you, Mom", and the inside said "Except how to fart. I learned that from Dad."
May. 12th, 2006 01:02 am (UTC)
Love the fairy doors! I really like public, non-sponsered art that just springs up...there' a person here in ATL who makes these plywood cutout shoes on feet. They pop up in the oddest places, and it's always neat to find a new one...
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