My life as you've never seen it!
Oct. 25th, 2004 04:20 pm*tosses hair importantly* cos I have such an exciting life, really, that my lj friends dream about it.
When I am not busy saving the Pope with Husband and
copperbadge , I bake madeleines and investigate crimes with the help of
sir_gareth who happens to be my husband, but won't eat my madeleines.
Which means that either I am a bigamist, or I must have disposed of Husband somehow at some point, in which case Gareth is DAMN RIGHT not to eat my madeleines. :D
terrylj, I love you and that post made my day. And you guys should all go and friend terry, cos she's tremendous fun and has lovely kidlets, and knows 4 different words for southern walk, and writes Disworld fiction.
And while I'm at it, random thought of the day.
You know, the way you react to an unusual situation can be very revealing. I tend to not be very sure of myself, so whenever I see a word mispelled in actual print, even if I am sure that it is mispelled, I still check the dictionary, cos if it's printed, it's spelled right, and I automatically assume I might be wrong and feel the urge to check.
If perchance I take a wrong turn and go to the men's washrooms, one good look at the urinals makes me jump backwards and be gone, cos, hey, I must be wrong - and I don't need to check the dictionary to be sure of that.
Not so my friend Caroline, who upon seeing the urinals just thought, hum, strange, why urinals in the women's washrooms? Oh, wait, of course! FAMILY WASHROOMS! What a good idea, washrooms for the entire family! Yay!*
It took two flabbergasted and slightly shocked men to actually make her realize that she had picked the wrong door. And they? didn't say anything, just looked at her and retreated carefully and very, very slowly. Canadian men are so polite they'd rather pee against a maple tree than tell a lady she's picked the wrong toilets. It's a funny world.
*Caroline is, indeed, the mother of two HIGHLY ACTIVE and occasionally difficult boys. Family washrooms would make her squee with hapiness.
When I am not busy saving the Pope with Husband and
Which means that either I am a bigamist, or I must have disposed of Husband somehow at some point, in which case Gareth is DAMN RIGHT not to eat my madeleines. :D
And while I'm at it, random thought of the day.
You know, the way you react to an unusual situation can be very revealing. I tend to not be very sure of myself, so whenever I see a word mispelled in actual print, even if I am sure that it is mispelled, I still check the dictionary, cos if it's printed, it's spelled right, and I automatically assume I might be wrong and feel the urge to check.
If perchance I take a wrong turn and go to the men's washrooms, one good look at the urinals makes me jump backwards and be gone, cos, hey, I must be wrong - and I don't need to check the dictionary to be sure of that.
Not so my friend Caroline, who upon seeing the urinals just thought, hum, strange, why urinals in the women's washrooms? Oh, wait, of course! FAMILY WASHROOMS! What a good idea, washrooms for the entire family! Yay!*
It took two flabbergasted and slightly shocked men to actually make her realize that she had picked the wrong door. And they? didn't say anything, just looked at her and retreated carefully and very, very slowly. Canadian men are so polite they'd rather pee against a maple tree than tell a lady she's picked the wrong toilets. It's a funny world.
*Caroline is, indeed, the mother of two HIGHLY ACTIVE and occasionally difficult boys. Family washrooms would make her squee with hapiness.
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Date: 2004-10-25 08:57 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-10-25 09:03 pm (UTC)Yes, I agree, it's a very good concept, and now you mention that, I think I might have seen something like that, but the urinal was kid-sized if I remember well. I mean, it is still expected that the mum will take the little ones to the washroom.
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Date: 2004-10-25 09:08 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-10-25 10:47 pm (UTC)Actually, I would have vacated the place, thinking I had pushed the wrong door.
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Date: 2004-10-25 10:43 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2004-10-25 10:51 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-10-26 04:41 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-10-26 06:27 pm (UTC)I'd love to see a scene in a movie where a woman goes into the men's, and all the men SCREAM! *g*
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Date: 2004-10-26 08:40 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-10-26 02:31 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-10-26 06:26 pm (UTC)I'll have a look and see if I can find madeleine pans over here. The only place I've seen them yet is Williams-Sonoma, and they don't carry the silicon ones.