How am I going to give up these Fridays? How? It doesn’t bear thinking upon.<\/p>\n
Anders climbed in bed with me some time after midnight, and shortly thereafter I woke up enough to say “snort! grzegle, urk?” and he reassured me that yes, he was home now. Then Karin climbed in bed with us some time much later after that and totally hogged the bed and all the covers, but she petted me on the face this morning and traced tickle lines around my eyes which made up for it.<\/p>\n
I had to put a fleece AND a windbreaker AND mittens AND a woolen hat on Martin this morning before letting him out of the house. It’s official, winter is on the way. But to ward it off a bit longer, go look at this: FLOG<\/a>*.<\/p>\n On the Agenda Today<\/b>: AWC website work, lunch in Lund, birthday present shopping for 2 of the 3<\/b> birthday parties that Karin has on her calendar this weekend; she has to be a pirate for one and a princess for another. Guess which one she didn’t want to go to?<\/p>\n My So-Called Life:<\/b><\/p>\n WHO HAS TIME FOR A JOB, I ASK YOU??<\/b><\/p>\n And Another Thing That Made Me Happy This Morning:<\/b> \n
\nOne Hippopotami, song lyrics by Sherman Allen<\/b>
\nOne hippopotami cannot get on a bus,
\nBecause one hippopotami is two hippopotamus.
\nAnd if you have two goose, that makes one geese.
\nA pair of mouse is mice. A pair of moose is meese.
\nA paranoia is a bunch of mental blocks.
\nAnd when Ben Casey meets Kildaire, that’s called a paradox.
\nWhen two minks fall in love, with all their heart and soul,
\nYou’ll find the plural of two minks is one mink stole.
\n Singulars and plurals are so different, bless my soul.
\n Has it ever occurred to you that the plural of “half” is “whole”?
\nA bunch of tooth is teeth. A group of foot is feet.
\nAnd two canaries make a pair–they call it a parakeet.
\nA paramecium is not a pair.
\nA parallelogram is just a crazy square.
\nNobody knows just what a paraphernalia is.
\nAnd what is half a pair of scissors, but a single sciz?
\nWith someone you adore, if you should find romance,
\nYou’ll pant, and pant once more, and that’s a pair of pants!<\/font><\/p>\n