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Yesterday was one of those days. You know the type… when you wonder why you ever bothered to drag your sorry self out of bed because that was the beginning of the descent into non-stop not-fun drama.

Ever have one of those days?

Phew… I’m glad there are a few hands raised out there.

My day started with me trying to gather up all the trappings I feel necessary to drag out the door with me on my way to work. In juggling the plunder, I inadvertently hit the panic button on my key chain which set my car alarm blaring at the early morning hour of barely after 7. I’m sure my neighbors and their out-of-town guests were thrilled for that rude awakening. Especially when it went on for goodness only knows how long because I couldn’t hear it until I actually opened the door and stepped outside. Sorry, Jennifer!

Arriving at work, I found my computer had been attacked by evil trolls and refused to boot up. I think it is the same set of ruthless, wicked minions who have invaded the phone line at work. So there I sat with no computer or phone which is pretty much like tying my hands and putting a blindfold on me for the day. Which was a great way to train a new assistant. The village idiot has got nothing on me considering my discombobulated state yesterday. The poor girl will probably turn tail and run while the running is good.

After blundering through the day by playing musical computers, and not getting half as much done as I had on my to-do list, I arrived home only to find Captain Cavedweller had his own disastrous day.  To top it off, he pulled in the driveway to find our garage door wide open (evil trolls are on the move, I tell you!) and an army of the tiniest ants I’ve ever seen swarming over our kitchen counter. Thankfully, they had not yet found my stash of peanut M&Ms.

Ah, so there was the bright spot in the day. My M&MS made it through unscathed.

She Who is Glad Yesterday is Finished and Done!

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I wandered into the family room the other evening to find Captain Cavedweller sucking down his fifth, yeah – that’s  right FIFTH, Otter Pop of the day. Granted, he spends the bulk of every day out in the hot sun and comes home in need of something cool and refreshing. But this may have gone too far. Maybe.

He could at least eat a real Popsicle instead of the plastic filled tubes of frozen liquid sugar. The whole thing is so… unsportsman-like. Not summery. Icky. There is just something wrong with sucking on a plastic tube. It seems so uncivilized.

And while I’m on a rant today, I’d like to know what happened to the old-fashioned kind of popsicles. You know, the kind that came on two sticks?

I was going to prove to Captain Cavedweller how much better my frozen sugar on a stick was than his tube-filled thingies. Only I couldn’t find my popsicles anywhere. Believe me I’ve looked. The closest I could find was a box of single popsicles on one stick. But at least they had my favorite flavors of banana and rootbeer.

Captain Cavedweller can’t even identify the flavors he is inhaling. He brought a yellow tube for me to sniff to see if I could determine the flavor. I started to tell him exactly what I thought it smelled like and decided I better behave myself.

“Pineapple,” I said. “Definitely pineapple.”

So as the battle lines are drawn down the middle of our freezer this summer with Otter Pops on one side and sad little single stick Popsicles on the other, what kind of frozen treats are in your freezer?

She Who Still Thinks Popsicles are Best

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When I travel, I always take my beautiful little netbook computer with me. It is lightweight, easy to use and makes staying connected a breeze. I can upload photos, write my blogs and often times, if we are driving, Captain Cavedweller tunes into his sports radio while I pop in my ear buds and type away on my next story.

The only thing I have not liked about my netbook is trying to finagle the controls without a mouse.

For Christmas, Captain Cavedweller gave me a wireless mouse. I loved it the minute it came out of the package. Where had it been all my life? No more cords, no more tangles and tethers. It was awesome. So when we were packing up to go on vacation, I meant to take my wireless mouse with me and, as the way things go when you are hurriedly packing the night before you are about to leave for a week, I forget to grab it.

Captain Cavedweller, being the wonder that he is, stopped and got me a wireless mouse the next morning. I thought it was the cutest thing ever. I call it mini mouse. It truly is a miniature version of a full size mouse, and fits right into my netbook case. How convenient is that?

Sometimes all our newfangled technology really makes me smile.

She Who Doesn’t Know How She Functioned Before Mini Mouse

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The other day I was flipping through a magazine and it had a cute little article about how one family makes their girls a princess for the day on her birthday. It just struck me as a fun and wonderful thing to do.

Then I had a deliciously wonderful thought.

Why can’t big girls be a princess for the day, too?

How many of you would like to be princess for a day? Raise those hands!

Most of the women I know look for a reason to get together on a regular basis. They play bunco, have book clubs, cooking clubs or meet for a night out once a month.

But what if we had a princess club? What if every month a group of women got together and one of them got to be the princess and be pampered and treated like royalty by her friends? How fun would that be?

Captain Cavedweller has heard me comment more than once that if someone would give me a cape and a magic wand, there is no telling what might happen. I think I’m ready to find out.

She Who Is Ready to Start a Club

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