In the Car
“So, kids, don’t forget. I’m leaving tomorrow and I won’t be back until Sunday night.”
“Where are you going?”
“Salt Lake City.”
“Why?”
“To see some friends.”
“What their names?”
“Heather and Jon.”
“Heather and Jon what?”
“Armstrong.”
“Are they related to Louis Armstrong?”
“Absolutely.”
Posted on May 24th, 2006 at 11:07 pm
I’m so glad you belong to the same philosophy I subscribe to.
Lying is ALWAYS easier. Always.
Posted on May 25th, 2006 at 3:28 am
They’re also related to Stretch Armstrong.
Posted on May 25th, 2006 at 1:20 pm
You are going to spill the entire visit here, right????? PLEASE!!
I want to be friends with them too…….
Have a GREAT time, you deserve it!
Posted on May 25th, 2006 at 11:23 pm
pinch heather’s bum for me. :-)
see you when you get back.
xo
Posted on May 26th, 2006 at 7:39 am
And Neil Armstrong…
Posted on May 26th, 2006 at 9:31 am
I don’t know what’s more impressive — the fact that you can lie undetected to your kids, or that they know who Louis Armstrong is. Whenever I try to lie to untitledson (untitledson: “What’s that in yo mouf?” me: “Raisins!” untitledson: “Lemme see!”), he always calls me out. He can smell those Junior Mints 20 feet away.
Posted on May 26th, 2006 at 9:54 am
“untitled,” try saying “potatoes.” That’s what always works for me when I’m eating something yummy and the little one asks what it is.
Posted on May 26th, 2006 at 10:01 am
*sigh* Stretch Armstrong. I pulled too hard and his guts fell out :(
Posted on May 26th, 2006 at 12:52 pm
Those kids have got the interrogation method of questioning down pat. They could play a role on “Law and Order”!
Posted on May 27th, 2006 at 4:00 am
Disembowelment was the inevitable destiny for all Stretch Armstrongs. Usually within the first day.
Posted on May 27th, 2006 at 9:14 am
And Lance Armstrong…
Posted on May 27th, 2006 at 12:17 pm
I always associate them with Arm and Hammer baking soda.
Posted on May 27th, 2006 at 7:01 pm
I was linked here through Heather Armstrong’s site, Dooce, which I adore. I read it daily! After exploring your blog, I must say that I am impressed and amazed. You are a walking novel. I can’t imagine living through all of the things you have experienced, let alone seem to be doing well after it all. Wow. I hope you enjoy every moment of your visit with Heather. From her blog she seems like she would be the perfect vacation hostess. Wish I was there to chat with you two gals and have engaging conversation with meaning. Instead, I will be cleaning toilets and doing laundry here at home while answering the phone every two seconds and screaming at the kids. It’ll be swell…