And here it goes...
Sunday, September 28th, 2008 09:42 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
auntbijouSo here, as promised last night, photos from yesterday...
I am sorry for the fuzziness of the photo, you have no idea. It is partly because like an idiot, I was wearing my glasses when I was trying to focus the camera, and for some reason, photos I take while wearing my glasses are always slightly fuzzy, and it's partly because my dad is notoriously hard to photograph. He either moves out of the way, or makes a face. My best photos of him have been when he's not expecting it.
My mom was delighted that the Impossible Son shows some promise on the piano. So I guess piano lessons are in our future!
We stopped at the Denny's in Columbus (Kids Eat Free on Saturday!!) on the way home, and I kept getting this odd feeling that I was being stared at the entire time. I looked around at the very few other people in the restaurant, but no one was looking our way. Finally, I turned toward the lobby, and saw this very, very creepy doll, propped up in the corner of that prize machine. Staring at me...
We got a lot of mileage out of that doll!! I said, "Oh, geez, who would take that home?? I mean, can you imagine turning out the light and trying to go to sleep with that thing in your room??"
THO, singsong: "Good NIIIIIII-iiiiight!!"
Impertinent Daughter: "I'm watching you!!"
I said maybe we should call it the killer psycho Mafia doll. His name is Vinny, and he'll bust you up bad if you don' pay you protection money!
Then the Impossible Son said we should buy it to give to his friend who lives next door, because he loves that kind of stuff, and I got a sudden shudder of horrors of that phone call!! You know, the one his mother is sure to give me if we even thought of doing that?
"Mrs. J? Yes, I was wanting to know why your son gave my son the Creepy Doll of Doom? Are you trying to tell us something??"
Yes, I want you to know I know who keeps moving my garbage can in the morning... I'm WAAAAATCHING YOUUUUUU!!!
What I can't figure out is why it was wearing bright yellow fireman pants??
I am sorry for the fuzziness of the photo, you have no idea. It is partly because like an idiot, I was wearing my glasses when I was trying to focus the camera, and for some reason, photos I take while wearing my glasses are always slightly fuzzy, and it's partly because my dad is notoriously hard to photograph. He either moves out of the way, or makes a face. My best photos of him have been when he's not expecting it.
My mom was delighted that the Impossible Son shows some promise on the piano. So I guess piano lessons are in our future!
We stopped at the Denny's in Columbus (Kids Eat Free on Saturday!!) on the way home, and I kept getting this odd feeling that I was being stared at the entire time. I looked around at the very few other people in the restaurant, but no one was looking our way. Finally, I turned toward the lobby, and saw this very, very creepy doll, propped up in the corner of that prize machine. Staring at me...
We got a lot of mileage out of that doll!! I said, "Oh, geez, who would take that home?? I mean, can you imagine turning out the light and trying to go to sleep with that thing in your room??"
THO, singsong: "Good NIIIIIII-iiiiight!!"
Impertinent Daughter: "I'm watching you!!"
I said maybe we should call it the killer psycho Mafia doll. His name is Vinny, and he'll bust you up bad if you don' pay you protection money!
Then the Impossible Son said we should buy it to give to his friend who lives next door, because he loves that kind of stuff, and I got a sudden shudder of horrors of that phone call!! You know, the one his mother is sure to give me if we even thought of doing that?
"Mrs. J? Yes, I was wanting to know why your son gave my son the Creepy Doll of Doom? Are you trying to tell us something??"
Yes, I want you to know I know who keeps moving my garbage can in the morning... I'm WAAAAATCHING YOUUUUUU!!!
What I can't figure out is why it was wearing bright yellow fireman pants??
