Last Friday was my youngest, Katelynn’s, sixth birthday, and while I’m certain she will remember it as the birthday her Aunt Patty gave her a three-times-bigger-than-life remote control tarantula, I will remember it as the day I almost burned the house down baking her a strawberry cake in our faultily-wired oven.

I only wish I were kidding about either one of those things.

I will also remember it as the day I had yummy crepes* and great conversation with four truly lovely ladies** in the heart of downtown Tulsa.

All in all, a sweet day. Literally and figuratively. Aside from the near-fire thing of course, which, considering that I’ve been exempt from cooking dinner until our electrician arrives this Friday, sort of qualifies as a blessing in disguise. SUH-WEET.

Let’s not speak of the tarantula.

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*Thanks to Mod’s Crepes! I can personally recommend both the Strawberries & Cream crepe and the Nutella & Bananas crepe.

**Those ladies also happen to be stellar writers and/or photographers. Just click on their links above and see if you don’t agree with me wholeheartedly.

1. Breakfast time barstool seating arrangements.
2. Who has dibs on the last Frosted Cherry Pop Tart.
3. Whose turn it is to feed the cats.
4. Whose turn it is to feed the dogs.
5. Which Jonas brother is the hottest.
6. How it is SO SO SO SO (INFINITY!) STUPID that they changed the name of the shows to Hannah Montana Forever and Jonas L.A..
7. How IT IS NOT SO SO SO SO (INFINITY!) STUPID that they changed the name of the shows to Hannah Montana Forever and Jonas L.A..
8. Who gets to use the Nintendo DS charger first because both of the DSs have dead batteries.
9. Where the other Nintendo DS charger was last seen and who has to go find it.
10. Who gets to play Bejeweled on Mommy’s iPhone while waiting to use the Nintendo DS charger.
11. Who takes ownership of Mommy’s iPhone someday when she dies.
12. Whose turn it is to let the dogs out.
13. Whose turn it is to let the dogs in.
14. How long it should take to use the bathroom when someone else is waiting to use it, specifically related to whether the person using the bathroom is going Number One or Number Two. Also, whether the person waiting needs to go Number One or Number Two.
15. Why the person waiting to use the bathroom doesn’t just go use a downstairs bathroom.
16. Who has to clean up the Barbie Monopoly, i.e. who touched a playing piece last versus who was sitting in the floor last.
17. Which flavor of Kool-Aid Mommy should make.
18. Lunchtime barstool seating arrangements.
19. Whose turn it is to push the button for the automatic doors at the library. For each of the two sets of automatic doors. On the way in and on the way out.
20. Who made Mommy so mad that now we aren’t going to the library.
21. Whose turn it is to stand in the dining room corner.

1. Say Anything — because it has so many good lines (“I don’t want to sell anything, buy anything, or process anything as a career. I don’t want to sell anything bought or processed, or buy anything sold or processed, or process anything sold, bought, or processed, or repair anything sold, bought, or processed. You know, as a career, I don’t want to do that.”), and because Lloyd Dobler makes me believe in love.

2. The Notebook — because I have a serious crush on Ryan Gosling as well as one on Rachel McAdams, so it doesn’t get much better than a movie starring the two of them together. It’s like the Reese’s Peanut Butter Cups of movies.

3. 12 Monkeys — because I’ve watched it probably five or six times and I still don’t get it, but I’m still not tired of trying to figure it out.

4. Zombieland — because an awesome movie about Outwitting, Outplaying, and Outlasting slobbery, blood-thirsty undead people (including Bill Murray as a fake undead person) is really just a metaphor for the reality game show that is Survivor. Or else Survivor is a metaphor for Zombieland. I can’t be sure, I think zombies ate my brain. Or else Jeff Probst did.

5. The Hangover — because I have never laughed so hard in my life as I did when I saw it in the theater, and if I’m all alone on an island, I won’t have to worry about peeing in my pants while laughing this time and I’m not saying that I actually peed in my pants the first time, but I did worry about the possibility of peeing. In my pants. Whatever.

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* Yes, I realize the Survivors aren’t actually allowed to take movies to Exile Island.

Not that you’d know it from the minimal posting here, but things have really been hopping.
HA! AN EASTER PUN! THREE DAYS LATER!

First, I’ve been working with a terrific group of people to relaunch the new and improved Indie Ink website. I am a contributing editor and the Marketing & Media H.B.I.C. over there. If you are a writer or a photographer you should definitely consider contributing some of your work.

Second, I HAVE been writing, just not here. Case in point: I wrote a guest post for today over at Happy Healthy Hip Parenting. Show me some love, go on over there and read it. I promise it will make you think twice before flying to Vegas ever again. I’m not sure that’s a good thing, but there it is.

Third, if you found your way here via my guest post at Happy Healthy Hip Parenting, WELCOME. I assure you that this post is in no way indicative of the usual caliber of my writing as evidenced by its near lack of run-on sentences and MINIMAL USE OF CAPS LOCK. Anyway, I am very glad you are here. Grab a Mochachino and stay a while. A good place to start is the Crash Test Faves box over there on the upper right.

Fourth, I also actually DO have a few posts in draft including “5 Things that Are Seriously (Okay, Probably Not Seriously) Wrong with Me” and “5 Things from My Childhood I Wish My Mom Hadn’t Sold at that Garage Sale in 1985″. I’ll try and finish at least one of those and get them up for your reading pleasure in the next day or two.

Or I won’t. Maybe I’m just saying I’ll post something, but in the end it’s all just a big April Fool’s joke. Six days later.

We shall see. I know you’ll lose sleep over it.

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