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I hate setting an alarm on Sunday mornings, but I did so I wouldn't sleep through this interview!

Mental note: I need to stop flicking my hair!

Tongue-tied

I literally spent so much time talking earlier this week that the words just wouldn't fit together anymore. Typically I'm spot-on with TV interviews, especially the taped ones, but by Tuesday afternoon, forgetaboutit. It was all I could do to create coherent sentences!

Here's a piece from Today Show this morning that I taped on Tuesday. The first sentence out of my mouth was so convoluted I had to listen to it twice. It does make sense, but it's not typically how I would have worded things.

'Tis the season

If you have two minutes, you have to watch this TV segment about a little boy's dying wish. It brought tears to my eyes.

Oh, what we all have to be thankful for.

Crash course

We paused our movie on Friday night for a bathroom break and a trip upstairs for more soda. I was back on the couch snuggled under my blanket when I started to hear strange noises.

thud. bang. crash. groan. smack. yelp. boom. screech...

I crept to the bottom of the stairs, realizing that if someone had broken into our house, I wasn't exactly going to be well-positioned to fight them off. I've always been a wimp.

"Chad?" [silence] "What are you doing?" I imagine the worst.

"Just wrestling with Lucy," he replied.

Of course. Why didn't I think of that?!?

The bird and...the other bird

This seems appropriate given that Thanksgiving is almost two weeks away!

A woman recently received a parrot as a gift. The parrot had a bad attitude and an even worse vocabulary. Every word out of the bird's mouth was rude, obnoxious and laced with profanity. She tried and tried to change the bird's attitude by consistently saying only polite words, playing soft music and anything else she could think of to 'clean up' the bird's vocabulary.

Finally, she was fed up and yelled at the parrot. The parrot yelled back. She shook the parrot and the parrot got angrier and more rude. So, in desperation, she threw up her hands, grabbed the bird and threw him in the freezer.

For a few minutes the parrot squawked and kicked and screamed. Then, suddenly, there was total quiet. Fearing that she hurt the parrot, the woman quickly opened the door to the freezer.

The parrot calmly stepped out onto her outstretched arm and said, "I believe I may have offended you with my rude language and actions. I'm sincerely remorseful for my inappropriate transgressions and I fully intend to do everything I can to correct my rude and unforgivable behavior."

She was stunned at the change in the bird's attitude.

As the woman was about to ask the parrot what had made such a dramatic change in his behavior, the bird continued, "May I ask what the turkey did?"

Personal space

Every now and then when we're watching TV, Lucy totally disappears.

Sometimes she's wandered upstairs, or has tucked herself in snugly between the footstool and the chair Chad sits in. The other night, here's where we found her.

Maybe she dislikes scary movies as much as I do.

Baby mania

We are so lucky to have such great friends who became parents this year. Some for the first time and some for the second or third time. A rundown:

Trippton Pierce: February 2008
Patrick Thomas: February 2008
Cailey Nicole: March 2008
Hazel Matilda: May 2008
Sophie Lynn: July 2008
Claire: July 2008
Eric Matthew: July 2008
Garrett Edward and Brennan Paul--twins!: August 2008

(Then there was a dry spell...or I'm just having a brain freeze)

Sarah Kaitlin: Sunday
and...
Violet Lynne: Yesterday

Is this fun or what? And in the next month, we get to welcome a niece or nephew, plus another wave of friends' babies.

Our fridge is so full with baby announcements, Chad and I had to agree on a "one on, one off" policy.