Friday, April 11, 2008


When I think of P (who is from Iowa) this song starts going through my head:

Oh, there's nothing halfway
about the Iowa way to treat you
when we treat you
which we may not do at all.

Tell me, my lovely musical geeks, what musical is this from?

Baseball jargon I’ve learned and will now share with you:
A blooper or “bloop” is a weakly hit fly ball that drops in for a single between an infielder and an outfielder. Also known as a bloop single.

comebacker - A ball batted directly back to the pitcher. This one I learned quite recently when my husband’s Uncle Bruce got beaned during baseball practice and had to have 25 or so stitches in his head

I’m not a Mariah Carey fan, but I really like her new single “Touch My Body”. I do wish that she would wear something that is not “too”. You know…. too short, too tight, too low, too high. And I read somewhere that she prefers to be photographed and filmed from her right side. So the next time you watch her video, pay attention and you’ll see what I mean.

I like the scent of:
1) Scotch tape
2) Brown paper bags
3) New books –When I was gloating over the pile of new books I received for Christmas I couldn’t restrain myself and without even thinking about it, I held the books up to my nose one at a time and fanned the pages so that I could inhale the new book aroma. My husband looked at me very curiously. I explained that I just like the smell. You would think that a man who delights in the offensive odor of his own farts would understand.

I found a new flavor of Oreo – strawberry milkshake. I am limiting myself to just three a day. I am also sharing with my husband. Can you believe it? Not only am I showing incredible restraint but I’m also sharing. It’s a new and improved Jen!! I’ve hidden the cookies where he will never find them and dole them out to him six at a time. It is as much for him as it for me. He will gorge himself on cookies and milk until he is ready to burst.

Today I cut someone from my blog reader. Every time I go to her blog she is complaining about her husband and threatening to leave him. If you read between the lines, you can tell that she is nothing more than an unhappy woman and is blaming him for it. I have no time for whiners and moaners and since I never comment on her blog anyway it was easy to cut her like she was dead weight. Once again allow me to reiterate…. if you are not entertaining me or not making me think then I have no time for you so… “Good-bye to you”


smtwngrl said...

I also absolutely love the smell of new books. I'm not sure if it's the paper or the ink, but it's absolutely delicious!

Strawberry milkshake Oreos??? Hmmm...

Also, I've been cleaning out my blogroll, too. Unfortunately, I just don't have the time to go through all those blogs. And when the numbers next to their names in my reader just keep climbing it makes me anxious. So, unless I get some really good info or really connect with the writer, I've been gradually cutting them out.

mk99 said...

I'm not for sure, but I'll guess - The Music Man?

I like the smell of:

1) my puppies fresh from a bath
2) clean sheets
3) fresh cut lumber

I promise I'll be funnier, or at least try - don't cut me. [sniff sniff]

nejyerf said...

ooooh melody!! good one on the fresh cut lumber!

i also like the smell of a freshly struck match.

and the mixture of cigarette smoke and brut cologne.

and the woods and beer. which reminds me of my very first serious make out session in the dark of an october night

Anonymous said...

Oh to be cut by Jen, so cold! I'll do my best to keep all bitching to a minimum, kay?

Anonymous said...

PS: You've been tagged.

3 Parrots Island said...

Is it from Oklahoma? Would that even make sense considering they're two different states?

I was in Oklahoma in high school, as chorus - I also chorused in The Music Man and Annie.

I love the smell of gasoline, suntan lotion, first-cup-of-the-day coffee, pizzareias and basil.

You can't cut me from the blogroll just yet, you know one of these days I'm going to ressurect ThreeParrotsIsle...


Betsy said...

Well, that last remark is putting me on edge. Note to self- be more entertaining!

Favorite smells-
1. Fresh cut grass
2. Pipe tobacco smoke (reminds me of Gramps!)
3. Peppermint. Just because it smells so darn good.

Gillian said...

Totally the Music Man, baby.

And we're so bye gone stubborn that we'll stand touchin' noses for a week at a time and never see eye to eye
you really ought to give Iowa a try

It's my dad's fave musical, and I *think* I've seen it approx. 700 times.

Mmmm. Oreos. . . . mmmmm. . . this may be what I need to get me through my final weeks of anxious waiting for baby. Nervous? Pop an Oreo. Feel a poss. contraction that turns out to be gas? Have another.

Gillian said...

PS my husband smells everything. New socks, new books, old books, a clean spoon. Everything. You are not alone.

i am p. said...

hellooooo! MUSIC MAN. you know what's fun? i sing that song ALL THE TIME. i was IN the Music Man in the Theater Cedar Rapids on summer. i kick all kinds of ass on the acapella harmonies.

strawberry milkshake oreos??? that seems a big risk.

mariah carey makes me want to barf. i saw her on Cribs a couple years ago, and i wanted to punch her in the face every time she referred to her outfits as "ensembles." (which she did about 100 times.)