Tornado. Oh hail no.

Last night we had a whole lot of sirens and wind for a while lotta nothin'. We got some rain (thank you God, it saved me about $20 in water this month to fill up the pool), and some wind, a few claps of thunder and then nothing. It was actually the complete opposite of what happened in Oklahoma. For reals. And to those in OK, my thoughts are with you as you begin to rebuild your lives.

This morning when I woke up to go into work, it was bright and sunny and I even sat on the patio to each lunch with my work buddy.

Tomorrow, if it's nice again- there will be some sitting by said pool and getting some sun during nap time. What a lovely way to spend the afternoon.

On another note- the Little Dude is growing up quite fast. A few months ago, he told me he loved donuts. Today, he told me that he did not want pizza for dinner. He wanted soda. When I asked him where he had heard about soda, he replied "from the bunny." Ahem. A bunny? So then I asked him where he saw a bunny and he told me, "Donna's." (His babysitter) Ok, so there was a bunny at Donna's who told you or gave you soda? Aight. I'll play along.

So we get home and I began the dinner ritual. (BTW, we did have pizza!!!) He eats his pizza then looks up at me and asks me for soda. I told him that soda was icky and that he would have to wait a few decades before he could start to embark on that journey. Let me tell you, telling a kid no in the middle of dinner is not a treat. There was a bit of screaming and faux tears. It was such a mini dramatic meltdown (a lot like last nights weather), that I could not help but laugh. Out loud. When he saw/heard me laugh, he looked up at me so point blank and started eating his pizza again. Hmmmm. Am I onto something with the laughing while crying?

Chew on that, pals.

Erin's Dictionary

I've had a few people ask me what certain words of mine mean...Not an uncommon pregunta at all. So, here are a few of the words, their meaning, and brief description, if applicable. Feel free to use them in your everyday vocab, they are not trademarked.

redonk- ridiculous
redonk-a-donk- super ridiculous
machine- computer; anyone who has a Mac will call their "computer" a "machine"
sammy- sandwich
slammer- mega sandwich
toe-tally- totally; ask my mom about this one- it occurred at the Collin Creek Foley's in the 90's over a bathing suit cover up search
bubbs- bubbles
yavayes- keys; pronounced yah-vay-s
cammy- camera; the hubster came up with this one
hubster- husband (duh)
zitola- a honking huge blemish that really cannot be covered up at all, causing an excessive amount of stress and additions to the eye make up to deter attention from said zitola
teef- teeth
the wobble- the flab of skin under your arm that moves when you wave; thank you grandmother
flip flops- flip flops
skizzors- scissors
duder- pal, friend, amigo
toodles- goodbye; my friend Kiska hates this word

At the moment, I think this should suffice. If you have any further needs, please let me know.

Toodles!

Annnnnnnd scene.

Like most Americans, I've been very intrigued by the news reports on bin Laden. I am interested in how the whole thing went down. I'd love to know what he was thinking as he was standing in the yard with his AK-47, shooting back at the task force. I would love to know what he called his operation. (In case you didn't know, our name for the operation was called "Geronimo" and his code name for the military was "Jackpot." So you can image the message that came into White House once Geronimo was complete.

You can also image what the President of the United States, his staff and other military personnel saw on their TV as they watched via a helmet camera from one of the SEALS as this raid was happening.

I don't want to get all political of Godly here, but I have to put this question out there- was it really our job to kill Jackpot? Instead of killing him, should we have put him through the same judicial system that we put the other terrorists in the US through?

Again, not advocating the decision or saying it was a bad decision to run the operation. Interested in getting feedback. Or not. Whatever you want.

The Royal Wedding...A Royal DVR Fiasco

So, I set my DVR to record THE WEDDING since there was no way in h-e-double hockey sticks I was going to get up at 4A and watch the darn thing. However, that might have been easier and less stressful for me after learning a lesson in 'pro-activeness'.

I guess I had planned all along to record THE WEDDING, so I set the DVR to record. Apparently, I had forgotten that I had set it, because I set it again. UNDOING the recording. So, on Friday during nap time, I settled down with my Dr. Pepper and 2 Peeps from Easter ready to endulge and see THE DRESS and all the hoopla. Not so much.

No big deal. E! was re-running THE WEDDING during the wee hours of the morning and I'd just have to set the DVR again.

Not only was I probably the last person on the Earth to watch the festivities, I was probably the only one who took 2 days to watch it. WELL WORTH THE WAIT.