I usually try to have one particular theme or thought in mind when I do a post, but this is going to be a scattergun type message. Just thought I ought to warn you.
First, I'm totally amazed and relieved to find out how many people also think time to make the donuts when they have to get up in the morning. And here I thought I was weird. Turns out I'm perfectly normal.
Or I know a lot of weird people.
Second, I said St. Bernards look cool. And I do think they'd be handy to have around if I got lost on a mountain. That being said, I have no desire to have a big, drooling dog on the premises.
I have enough males in the house to handle that little chore already.
Third, as I mentioned before, beware of the hazards of randomly applied sunscreen.
As you can see, Nicky wore sunscreen on the middle of his forehead, but he missed the sides and the part of his face under his eyes. He's been hurting, peeling and itching for two days now. Yes, I took a picture of my child while he was sleeping.
Joel's blotchy forehead is the result of slapping a little suncreen here and there, without checking to make sure he was adequately covered.
Joel did better the next time, but he missed the area under his eyes. That's not a black eye--that's sunburn.
Paul avoided blotchiness by not using any sunscreen at all. He's much brighter red than he appears in the picture.
Fourth, we usually have five or six males living in this house at all times. There's always a lot of testosterone around here. This past week we had eight males here. My house was turned into a guys' dorm, both in looks and in smell. I think I'm going to have to wear pink and watch chick flicks for a week to regain my estrogen balance. Otherwise I'm going to have the overwhelming urge to burp and scratch myself.
Almost forgot! Yes, I did accidentally link to Lid's Random Dozen twice. I don't function well that late at night. Or that early in the morning. Or ... well, you get the idea.