Category Archives: Humor

Happy Canada Day!

How can anyone deny the awesomeness of this crazy hat?


What do moms do with their time?

Just purchased a little wirebound notebook/appointment book made by Mead. The pages are mostly blank, with some areas set up for to-do lists. The packaging indicates that this line of notebooks is for “Mom”, and the colors are accordingly a pretty black and red with floral print. On the first page is a sample list of activities, to show the potential buyer what she might write inside. On universal Mom’s agenda: PTA meeting, field trip schedule, organizing the fundraiser kick off, and buying school spirit t-shirts. So Mom has school aged kids and is involved in raising money for the school. These are the sorts of things that, as a common denominator or an essence of function, Mead imagines that moms may need to write in their little books. Not just any moms, of course, but those moms who want a floral book without a pre-set calendar with hourly planners for each date.

I liked the little book because its pages resisted organizing the flow of life into compartmentalized boxes, stamped by hour and day. The little flowers seemed perfectly business-appropriate and serious. The neat list areas with their round check-off spaces might include anything from groceries to interesting potential stock purchases to reasons for and against legalized gambling. The to-do lists may remind of plans for planting another tree, setting up a connection to the printer, sending cards to friends and a letter to the state representative, making medical appointments, repairing the vacuum, and finding a better book on monetary policy. Could these be universal mom activities?

Riffing with Palin

“Listen my children and you shall hear
Of the midnight ride of Paul Revere,
On the second of June, in twenty-eleven;
Recounted by Palin as she made
A riff on that famous day and year

He said to his friend, “If the British march
By land or sea from the town to-night,
Ring those bells in the belfry arch
And send warning shots as a signal, all right? 
Ring once if by land, and twice if by sea;
And I on the opposite shore will be,
Ringing my bells and shooting my guns
To warn those British that, by darn,
All our countryfolk will be free and armed!””