Is it Wednesday already?

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defalcate \di-FAL-keyt\, verb:
to steal or misuse money or property entrusted to one's care.

Wowee. This week is already half over and I haven't even finished my laundry that's been stacking up for weeks!

We had some good friends come and stay for the long weekend and we enjoyed every minute we had with them. In fact, when they left, our house felt a little empty. But now we are back on our schedule of we-never-have-a-game-plan-we-just-fly-by-the-seat-of-our-pants. It's great and very non-stress. You should try it. Maybe.

This month has been good. Layna turned TWO! Hunter started basketball. Corrine got bangs. Michael is a local celebrity (he was quoted in the newspaper, guys) and I did our taxes. Nice.
Ummm. Valentine's Day was yummy. We made cuppie cakes and coated them with sugar and more sugar and topped them with cherries.


We ate chocolate covered strawberries.


Oh. Layna decided to try on some mascara and was so in love with her new look that she literally screamed with enthusiasm.

And last night we watched High School Musical 3. Not as good as the second one, but still fun. In fact, at one point Michael said that he wished he "could dance like that." True story.
Totally off topic, but you should expect this from me by now. Did you know that defalcate is only one letter more than defacate, but they have COMPLETELY different meanings? OK, it's two letters away. But only if you spell defecate properly.
edited by author:
certain paragraphs have been expurgated (\EK-sper-geyt\, verb: to remove objectionable words or passages from a document) to protect you and me from a humongous verbal explosion. I might say something then you would disagree and then I would start to cry and stomp out of the room causing you great alarm and confusion.

Comments

Danielle said…
After reading this post I have four wishes:

1. To see Corrine's bangs
2. To watch Hunter play basketball
3. To hear Layna's scream
4. To see Michael "dance like that"

Can you make any of these come true Miss Emily? Can you? Hmmmm?
February 18, 2009 at 12:38 PM
Tamara with a "T" said…
Ha ha ha you told me that you were mad that Cass cut her bangs because then Corrine wanted bangs!! tee hee it happened.
the pictures of Laynee with mascara made me tinkle. Michael can dance like that!
February 23, 2009 at 11:57 AM
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