Quiz



1)This is a picture of

a. a mouse turd on a diaper
b. a Polly Pocket shoe on a diaper
c. Hannah's leftover chewed up chocolate surprise
d. all of the above

I thought we'd take a quiz since it's the middle of summer and everyone's brain is starting to cook from the heat (if you're living in Utah, anyway.) Let's continue





2)How do you like your brain cooked?

a. scrambled
b. poached
c. sunnyside up
d. all of the above





Okay, that was gross. Sorry.





3)Why haven't I blogged in over a week?

a. the stomach flu bug came back with a vengeance
b. some controversy over my blog deflated my blog balloon, slighty (don't worry, I blew it up again)
c. the stomach flu bug dehydrated me
d. my kids make me crazy
e. all of the above





4) Tomorrow is



a. Brian's day off
b.Leah's last day of preschool
c. Carrie will go nuts with both of them home
d. all of the above





No offense, of course. But it is hot and we do live in the stupidest place in Cache Valley.





5) Things people have said to me this week

a. Leah is cuter than Hannah
b. Your car IS ugly
c. I wouldn't have hit the back of your foot with a shopping cart if you weren't walking so slow
d. all of the above

6) Reasons for not mopping the floor tonight

a. it will get dirty again
b. I have no motivation
c. I like it when my kids feet are black from walking on it
d. all of the above

7)Things Brian did today

a. dishes
b. laundry
c. took out 5 bags of trash
d. picked me up from work
e. fed the kids while I enjoyed a delicious hamburger on the couch in peace
f. all of the above

8)My recent and long bout of stomach flu caused

a. weight gain
b. weight loss
c. who cares
d. all of the above

Well, I think that's enough for today. I better get back to something important...

Comments

Brian said…
as per question #7; you forgot one

He gave me a nap after doing all those other things, right after having said he needed one really badly himself. I then insisted that I needed to be the one to nap before he went to work. He didn't even try to throw a stink.

p.s. and he took care of the girls while I napped AND got all his stuff ready to go to work while I slept.

hey, but who's counting!

Love you!
July 30, 2008 at 11:24 PM
Unknown said…
It's a good thing I don't have a husband who likes to pat himself on the back :)
July 31, 2008 at 3:49 PM
mrswade said…
Wow. Sounds like a rough week. Feel free to vent to me! Even about the blog deflating.
July 31, 2008 at 4:59 PM
Andrew Walker said…
You've got questions, I've got answers (including some alternatives)
1: I so want it to be (a) how about a "refurbished diaper"?
2: deep fat fried (which can be an answer to almost any question really).
3: If your blog isn’t a falling pile of flames (oh the humanity!) then you aren’t doing your job.
4: Leaf-raking day. Are you sure your tree is well? Did this happen last year before you moved in?
5: Your car isn’t ugly . . . it’s an abomination, an unholy union as evidenced by the sheer number of miles it’s gone. It must have made a pact with Satan.
6: You don’t want to call attention to the size of the floor by moping it, you might hurt its feelings.
7: This is too good a straight line. Must . . . resist.
8: An aversion to Sprite? I’m convinced that’s why I hate it—I only drink it after an exorcist moment.
July 31, 2008 at 10:20 PM
Unknown said…
Andy-so funny!*still laughing a day later* I should have consulted you before I published the post. Clearly you are a pro at writing tests.

Shannon-I actually laughed when I read your comment because when I wrote this post, I thought to myself "Wow! We had a pretty good week!" Brian tells me my perception of reality is little skewed these days.
August 1, 2008 at 8:34 PM
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