Friday, March 20, 2015

7 Quick Takes about Vivid Imaginations with Hard-Boiled Eggs, How to Assemble Kids' Toys in Arabic, and What Happens When You Send an Engineer to Disney World

It's 7 Quick Takes Friday! That means 7 quick thoughts for the last 7 days.


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Overheard while my kids were getting snacks for themselves:

Son: [fake screams of pain as he cracked open his hard-boiled egg and slowly peeled off the shell]

Daughter: You're a horrible person! I did mine quickly so it didn't feel a thing!


Like changing your mailing address or your last name, I learned this week that moving your blog to a new URL is never as simple as it sounds. I spent a lot of time verbally berating my computer, most of all because every link suddenly pointed to a redirect message that said "Your computer might explode if you click 'yes,' but do you want to be redirected to this new site anyway?" (I'm paraphrasing.)

Through this process, I learned that I don't actually know anything about how the Internet works. Messing with all that DNS stuff is like sorcery to me, so I just had to cling to the soothing voice of Arjhay at Google Domains support and hope for the best. Luckily, things appear to be running smoothly now.

Arjhay, if you're reading, thanks for teaching me that 'ISP' is just a fancy-pants way of saying "really long number with periods."


We celebrated St. Patrick's Day in our house with green eggs and green milk for breakfast. One thing I like about St. Patrick's Day is that it makes the green laminate counters in the kitchen look festive instead of dated!

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Don't judge. If your house was built in the '90s, you'd have forest green all over the place, too.


Pro: The baby loves his new walker.

Con: It took me 10 minutes to find the sheet with the directions in English, letalone put the thing together.

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To be honest, just looking for the assembly instructions made me so tired that the whole thing was promptly outsourced to Phillip.


Speaking of Phillip, he just returned from another work trip. To Disneyworld.

His engineering materials conference was held at the Walt Disney World Swan & Dolphin Resorts, which I still don't really get, but whatever.

He didn't actually go inside the park, but it was 80 degrees, there were palm trees, and the hotel maid washed his dirty dishes if he forgot the night before and left them in the sink. Sounds like an alright time to me.


The other thing I've learned from Phillip being gone for the past few weeks is that I'm incapable of making good decisions about bedtime on my own. 

Left to my own devices, I apparently gravitate toward the same sleep patterns as a college kid during finals week, but with less naps.

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Anonymous said...

I am dying laughing about the boiled egg.

Jenny Evans said...

My kids definitely don't lack for imagination. Yesterday morning I was getting ready in the bathroom when the door opened a few inches, a wand stuck through the crack, and someone yelled, "Stupefy!" (You'll learn a lot about Harry Potter if you spend any time around my kids.)

mothers shadow said...

Oh, Jenny, I just love your style! You're a kick and a refreshing gal. Stopping by from Family Free For All. Keep up the terrific writing!!! Carrie, A Mother's Shadow

Julie S said...

Haha your kids are funny about the egg.

Queen Mom Jen said...

I believe putting together children's toys showcases just how much we love our children, because we wouldn't bother if we didn't love them. On Christmas Eve I brought out a plastic kitchen in a box that took my husband 2 hours to put together. Oops :)

Jenny Evans said...

2 hours! Where are Santa's elves when you need them?

Unknown said...

Amen to #7! I always tell myself I'll go to bed at 10 when my husband is out of town. Ha! Hello 1 in the morning. Nice to see you again. Glad I'm not the only one. 😀

Jenny Evans said...

Glad to hear it. He jokes about hiring a nighttime tuck-in service when he's gone, if such a thing exists.

Anonymous said...

I can resonate with your late bedtime when the hubby is away. I am ridiculous. So what IS it that makes us act that way? It's like saying that when our husbands are home they can't go to bed on their own unless we are in the bed next to them. I guess we are their teddy bear or nite lite!! If there is a good part about my husband being away besides going to bed late, it would be not having to have that dinner on the table at 6:00. Wait..... it is 2015 isn't it?

Unknown said...

I love this post! The way you are able to laugh about even the not-so-great parts of life is awesome! Thanks for bringing a smile to my face. And hahahaha I'm never going to think about boiled eggs the same way again.


Jenny Evans said...

For me, it's an act of pure charity on Phillip's part that he makes me go to bed at a decent hour every night. He recently revealed to me his complex strategy of making suggestions that it's bedtime about 45-60 minutes before he expects me to accept them. I had no idea I was so predictable.

sharon rowe said...

Thanks for sharing on Monday Madness link party! Hope to see you there next week :)