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Addiction is such a nasty word. Extreme Fondness
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I
turned around when I heard the Bonk! And the look on her face was the funniest
thing I’ve seen in ages.
Complete surprise, confusion and wonder all reflected in that little
face. That bewildered expression
must have lasted 10 or 15 seconds.
Then her little brain processed something and the wailing started. I was laughing so hard it probably
didn’t help her little sense of dignity. I picked her up and started to fly her
up in the air and turned that old frown upside down. She immediately forgot about the
indignity of falling off the bed in the midst of laughter and fun from
Mom. (She didn’t realize I
was laughing at her not with her) J
It
hit 90 degrees here today so it was a warm, warm day, too warm to do anything but,
well sit around and drink vodka cocktails and watch Anne of Green Gables, The
Sequel. And, okay, yes, some
Pringles were eaten. Yesterday
Allison and I had decided to cut ourselves off. It’s just getting to be
an addiction and we’ve discussed selling our babies to get Pringles money
so we decided enough was enough.
Plus, she’s getting canker sores from the damn things and I can’t
button my pants easily any longer.
But
you see, the Kazakh merchants are clever. And they deliberately placed the M1
grocery store directly on the path I take between my apartment and the
cottage. And so, despite all my best
intentions, I found my feet veering off my path into the M1 store. I could hear
the Pringles calling like the sirens to Odysseus, “come, come, partake of
our wonder”. Despite all the
alarm bells going off in my head, despite my common sense valiantly trying to
make a case for walking on by, I couldn’t resist the Call of the
Pringles.
It
was with a shamed and bowed head that I entered the cottage. And I told Allison my shame. She
immediately said, “well I’m not going to eat any”. I was amazed at her strength. Then we sat down with our cocktails and
our Anne of Green Gables and within 10 minutes, she was grabbing for the can
saying “Where’s that can?
I think I can position the Pringle in my mouth to avoid the canker sore
spot”. See? It’s an addiction.
The
girls were cute – well they are cute just by showing up. Look at the most adorable picture of
their two butts, heads together, conferring on their mothers addiction and
wondering whether they should look for a 12 step program for Pringles addicts.
And
then first the plastic bag, then this… why do we even buy toys?
(that’s a package of baby wipes in case you can’t see that)
And
this is a typical pose, Annelise, the overachiever sitting with excellent
posture while Annabelle, the lazy one, rolls around.
There
was a heavy thunderstorm with lightening at the close of the day which was fun
to go to sleep to, but will make walking to the cottage in the morning quite
messy.
3 days to
go…..
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