Wednesday, April 23, 2008

Quick! The bucket...*blarf*

There have been countless times in the last five days I have sat down with the intent to blog, but I've been unable to force my fingers over the keys to craft coherent sentences. See? That last sentence is rather messy and wordy. But I'm moving on, 'cause if I delete it, it may be another five days before I get to it again. So many things have happened and I've thought, "I need to get this down," but Procrastination has become my middle name. Hey, it sounds better than lazy. Now, since sentence structure and paragraph flow is sketchy at best right now, I'm gonna do a random post and just get it all down in messy chaotic fashion. Oy! That paragraph is atrocious.

This is my version of blarf, or blog puke, if you will.

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Benen crawled onto my bed with me to watch American Idol. During David Cooke's performance he looks at me in all seriousness and says, "He sings more better than you."

Hey, I can't argue with the truth now, can I?

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I was squatting down, sifting through the piles in my sons' bookshelves looking for stories to read him before bed, when Benen spoke.

"Mom, you're too fat to fit in my bed."

My jaw dropped. "What did you say?"

"You're too fat to fit on my bed." I was shaking with silent laughter. "But that's okay, 'cause I'll just move over like this, and then there'll be room."

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My husband and I were laying in bed watching a late re-run of Rosanne (Hey, it's what was on at the time) when Connor crawled into bed with us. He has frequent dreams so this wasn't out of the ordinary. I forgot he was lying there.

"Honey, I look like that."

"Like what?"

"Like her. Like Roseanne." I was having a "fat day".

My husband rolled his eyes.

"You don't look like that, Mom."

I turned to Connor, curious what he would say. "Really?"

"Yeah. You don't look like her. You got curly hair and glasses."

I love the innocence of kids. They are so pure of heart.

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Oh, YAH BABY! My guys won!! I'd give three cheers right now, 'cept they don't do that kind of thing in the UFC. That's right. Georges St-Pierre WON THE WELTERWEIGHT CHAMPIONSHIP Saturday night. He didn't just beat Matt Serra, he DESTROYED him! I'm talking a complete annihilation, he DOMINATED Serra! It was beautiful! A truly memorable moment.

St-Pierre beat Serra in the second round by TKO. The referee stepped in to stop the fight when Serra became unable to defend himself. If you're interested, here's a video of round two. (St-Pierre is in the tight, black shorts. Um, I'm not a fan of the spandex, but the guy is a unbelievable, his athleticism almost unrivaled. You'll hear the announcers say he may be the best wrestler in the UFC.)

And of course, Rich Franklin beat Travis Lutter in the second round by TKO. Lutter nearly got a submission in the first round, but Rich "Ace" Franklin was able to pull a Houdini and spun out of an arm bar. Amazing! You can see it here, and if you don't want to watch the whole thing, skip to the 6:00 mark. That's some beautiful, technical work.

And of course, here are the winning moments.

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And last, but certainly not least, a Farewell to Forty-Nine and Hello Fifty!



Marianne Arkins said...

Blarf.... hmm... I think that's what I post daily! LOL :-)

Shauna said...

BWAHAHA! Your blarf is much prettier and doesn't stink. I know. I've read it.

The Daily "B" said...

First off, how good was David Cook's performance last night? He rocks!

I've had those Blarf days. As a matter of fact, All my post lately have had some Blarf. lol

St. Pierre won that fight fair and square. Serra didn't stand a chance. Woo hoo for you! =)

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Sing4joy said...

Who knew blarf could be entertaining!? You're cracking me up with your UFC enthusiasm...I'll stick with HGTV.

His Girl said...

Once I had a little boy tell me I couldn't help his baby sister stop crying the way his mom usually does because....
"your boobies are way too short!"

so, yeah, uh I feel your pain!

Travis Erwin said...

I gave you an assignment over on my blog today. Hope you have time to fit it in. And all of us bloggers are blarfers now and then.

Katybug said...

BLARF!!! I LOVE IT!!!! The first three times I use it I will give you credit. After that, it's mine!!! ;-)

Okay, your mom is 50????? WOW!!!! She is SO YOUNG!!!! She can't be old, after all, because I'm only 6 years behind her. Funny how middle age keeps getting further and further away...;-)

Jenster said...

Yea! It's Blarf!! My favorite type of Shauna post!!

Your boys are, as usual, hysterical.

And your love for UFC cracks me up!!