Contest! Name this post!

I don’t know what to call this blog post. Therefore I decided to have a contest! If you leave your title suggestion in the comments section, I will pick the best comment out of the bunch! If there is only one comment (mom) or (gasp) none, then the contest is null and void. No prize will be awarded.

Wait… Prize? Why not! I’ll give the winner an autographed drawing by Jack. That will be worth something when he’s rich and famous!

Okay it’s settled. Let’s begin.

How many of you still have your Christmas tree up? (Me raising my hand).

How many of you cut gum out of your hair today? (Me again).

How many if you hate how the iPhone corrects “of” to “if” all the time?


Last one… HOW many if …OF you were sitting on the couch eating oatmeal and dribbled some on your shirt and then moved your hair out of the way and noticed the oatmeal moved with it and THEN realized it wasn’t oatmeal at all but the gum that had mysteriously gone missing in the car when your son leaned forward to kiss you and then had a weird look on his face like he lost something and then when you asked him what was wrong he guiltily said “Ohhhh nothing”. Show of hands? Come ON! Don’t let me win them all!

Okay, let me confess. I’m hyper caffeinated right now. I had green tea twice today. And that’s because I had sushi twice today. Lunch and dinner. That’s a first. But oh so good.

And this is the 2nd time I’m typing this post because I lost the first one when I tried to put a photo in! Gah! Luckily I’m like super speedy!!!

Now, because this isn’t “Sh*t My Mom Says”, I will let you know what Jack said on the way home from our sushi lunch / hockey game play date.

Jack: Never take me to the Guggenheim museum. 2 reasons. It’s boring AND I’ve already been there. I can sit in an airport for two hours with no cartoons but that museum was ridiculous!

And there you have it. Totally random.

I call this post “Untitled” circa 2013. Let’s see what you come up with.

Oh and before I forget, this blog title will change on the 25th to “Sh*t My 8-Year-Old Says. I can’t believe I started this blog when Jack was 5! Three years of typing…

Holy sh*t.


Basil Contest

Weird name, but it’s all I’ve got.

Jack: Are you telling people the answer yet?

me: Nahhh, I’ll wait until later. People have to actually read the blog post and then comment.

Jack: Oh, I can’t wait until everyone reads it!

me: …yeah…me too! 🙂

So, come on people! Let’s do this thing!

I’ll post the answer later tonight. Right now I’m trying to finagle a way to go see a concert in Miami on 9/23. Priorities!


Bikes, Basil, Books, Cavities, Clouds and a CONTEST!!

Today was a hectic day to say the least. Get Jack to the dentist by 8:20. Get to work. Then actually work. Then pick Jack up at camp. Rush to the library to renew books that apparently still had a week left on them. Really? Then why did the stamp say July 15th…Huh??? Then race home to start dinner, feed the cats, do the dishes, and…oh wait, today wasn’t especially hectic. This is MY LIFE! Heh heh, guess I can’t complain after all. But it felt more crazy for some reason. Ya know?? Just because.

So I have a few things to write about, and you will read them and THEN you will participate in what appears to be my first ever contest! My new friend over at Twinisms gave me the idea when I saw her little Seinfeld quote contest yesterday. Check down at the bottom of this post for said contest. I feel lots of general ramblings coming out and I’ve got to go with it.

The dentist appointment went pretty smoothly DESPITE the fact that it was an actual cavity-filling event. Luckily one of my big clients is a dental manufacturer and I knew all the terminology.

Dentist: Then we’ll put a band…


Dentist: Uh, yeah, a matrix band around the tooth so that the filling won’t bond his teeth together.


Dentist: (gives me a withering look) Jack it WON’T bond your teeth together it’s okay.

me: Do you need to light cure it?

Jack: WHAT??

Dentist: Uh…yeah we wait for two beeps and then the tooth filling will be hard.

me: (inside I AM a dentist!) Look Jack, dip, swab, toss! Now you’re numb!

Jack: Stoppit.

me: (sulking)

The very first (and better be the last) filling!

Okay, so THAT happened. Jack cried a bit, but was very brave and when he was done he gave a wave of his hand and said “Eh, it was nothing.” What a champ.

ANYway, I found these pictures of Jack…one recent and one from 2008, when he was 3. So funny! I’m sticking them in here because it’s random night.

Jack and his "Thomas" bike - age 3
Jack and his "Red Falcon" bike - age 6

Jack: I look way cooler now.

me: You were cool back then too, with your little shades… 🙂

Jack: Who’s the random weird guy on my shirt?

Uhh, OH, so THEN I was driving home today and I saw Cape Cod in the clouds. I miss Cape Cod. Really I do. And it came to me in a vision. Dontcha see it? Dontcha??

Cape Cloud, MA. But in CT.


And now for the contest. I really need help with this. Or, wait, I DID need help, but I’ve figured it out and that’s why I wanted to do a contest. No I haven’t had caffeine. Sheesh. I’m just typing fast. But you can’t tell that, can you. Well read faster and you’ll get the feeling of my mood. Hectic I tell you! I recently picked some basil on my deck and put it in a little vase. Here, see? Oh and that’s an onion flower or something with it.

Basil. And Onion. Like I said in the post.

Now, every day when I come home I find little tiny black seeds underneath the vase on my counter. Cute little basil seeds. But I can’t ever find where they’re coming from. Are they onion seeds? Are they dirt? Are they mold? I was stumped. Here’s a photo of THAT:

Tiny little somethings that live under my basil vase.

The little somethings don’t move, so they’re not alive. But let me know what you think they are and we’ll just see if you’re right! There’s no prize. Sorry, I’m not all advanced like that. I wish! But you’ll get the satisfaction of knowing you’re smarter than everyone else. Go Google basil or seeds or onions or whatever you kids do these days on your new-fangled iPads. 🙂 Good luck!

Jack: I can’t believe all those little dots come from that one little plant. Do you know why it’s doing that?

me: I do! (I whisper to him, so you guys don’t hear me)

Jack: Ha ha! That’s funny. I want a basil plant now.

me: I don’t think all basil plants do this. Maybe just some of them.

So that was my little hint…and I think that was all I had to say. (pant pant)