Thursday, June 9, 2011

Boom! Bang! Bake! Bathroom!

If you live in the Northeast, you enjoyed/endured/survived (insert verb, mad libs style) some big house-rattling thunderstorms this evening.  If you live elsewhere, your facebook newsfeed undoubtedly provided you with a suspenseful, edge of your seat, witty and insightful blow-by-blow of the house-rattling thunderstorms.  Either way, we have established that there were, in fact, thunderstorms.  In case you require a visual:
Here is documented proof of the blowing trees and swirling skies
 My helpers and I took advantage of the "indoor weather" and baked oatmeal raisin cookies:
Pauly sticks real close, but no, no he's certainly not afraid.  Just protecting the women-folk.
During the most severe thunder, Pauly excused himself to leave the girls to finish baking.  Apparently the bathroom rug is suddenly the most comfortable bed in the whole house.  No, no, he's not at all afraid.  Not even a little.  The bathroom is just so comfortable... when it's storming.
Speaking of bathrooms, I finished Tina Fey's hilarious, hysterical, totally awesome book today (seriously, I liked it.  Go, read! Not in public, though, because people will think you're crazy laughing to yourself in the corner of Starbucks.  Good way to scare them out of the comfy chairs, though.).  One of my favorite quotes is: "That's the kind of trouble you get when diverse groups of people actually cross paths with one another.  That's why many of the worst things in the world happen in and around Starbucks bathrooms."

It's funny cause it's true, at least when you live in Manhattan.

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