Ollie decided yesterday that she's going to ask Santa for a platypus. She tried to convince me to buy one, but I cleverly responded that our local PetSmart doesn't carry platypuses (or is it platypi?) and she'd better try someone with better shopping options. She said "I'm sure you could find one on the internet." Darn kid, she's too smart for her own good.

Oh, and she went to school without underwear again last week. My husband and I had to lay down the law - no leaving the house without panties. So yesterday after her bath, Ollie comes downstairs wearing a t-shirt down to her knees which served as a nightgown. My husband asked her if she had panties on, to which she answered by pulling up the shirt. Bare butt, big surprise there. My husband told her to go put panties on and she declared "But I'm not leaving the house!" Too smart for her own good, I tell you.

My mother had the best quote yesterday. She said "Redundancy is really unnecessary except in space exploration." I thought it was brilliant.

Then Grover asked me if I was alive during the Civil War. I was less impressed with that one.


Oh, and Ollie tried to go to school "commando". She told my husband she thought she'd "air out" today. What AM I going to do with that child?

Ollie just said "you don't want to see me grin with my toes".

What does that even mean?!?!?!?!?

Thing 1: Vampires
My latest obsession is the movie Twilight. I've watched it at least 10 times in the last week. I've ordered the complete set of books (which reminds me that I need to call Amazon.com and bitch about their shipping, but I digress...) and am contemplating downloading the soundtrack from iTunes.

Thing 2: College basketball
The post-season is winding down and my beloved Tar Heels are playing in the Final Four tonight. As an avid Tar Heel fan, I hold Duke in highest contempt. (Although I must admit the Guitar Hero commercial did make me chuckle.)

What do these two totally unrelated things have in common? Nothing, except that last night I dreamed that Christian Laettner was a vampire. Edward Cullen he certainly is not. Ugghh, it still makes me shudder just to think about it.

Sunday it was about Factor V Leiden Thrombophilia - fascinating.

Yesterday it was that slugs don't live very long in glass jars regardless of how much clover you put in with them.

Today it was that there are no Target stores in Vermont - equally fascinating.