To Dubuque or Not Dubuque

From "The Onion: America's Finest News Source". My apologies to all Iowans but it appears some things just aren't worth moving for - even the Fifth Amendment!

NEW YORK—Having their sworn commitment to each other and all related rights therein recognized by the highest court of a sovereign U.S. state is ultimately not worth the hassle of moving to Iowa, longtime partners Danny Mindlin and Alex Small determined Monday. "Alex and I want to grow old together, but we'd have to drive six hours just to get a mezzaluna at Restoration Hardware," said Mindlin, who claimed he "couldn't survive" without a strawberry frosted cupcake from Amy's Bread after yoga every Thursday. "And where would we summer? Dubuque? I think we'll just buy a townhouse and live in an unrecognized union with beautiful granite countertops instead." The couple told reporters that their plans to adopt also weighed heavily in the decision, since they want to raise a child who is healthy, balanced, and "not tacky."

It's Just Another Day In the Hood

It is Mother's Day and I should be at some spa getting my nails painted, my back massaged, every once in a while sipping a relaxing cup of green tea - but I have two sick kids, hubby is away and so, I am housebound. Instead, I went looking for my daughter's "Baby" and in the process, gutted her room, then reorganised it - but why stop there? I redecorated it. I did not find Baby until I was finished. She conveniently appeared underneath the family room couch.

So - what next?

How about cleaning the fridge? I decided to rummage through, throw anything old out (that's almost everything in my fridge) and upon doing so found some items of curiosity. Pickled asparagus. What do you do with pickled asparagus? What do you do with "vegetable spread"? Canned sour cherries? And how did these things end up in my fridge in the first place? I have a rule. If I can't think of what to do with something within 20 seconds, it goes in the garbage - so off they went, into the same trash can that has become home to most of what was in my daughter's room. It wasn't the way I expected to celebrate Mother's Day but, it was, in a strange way, enjoyable.