It's a good thing that you're not expecting anything earth shattering from me today-- because all I have is just a lot of randomidity. If you're not sure what that word means, neither am I--I just made it up...

*** If it's been strangely quiet in your house for say, the last 10 minutes or so, you might go check out the bathroom to see if your 16 month-old has dropped an entire roll of toilet paper in the commode. *** Frequent and random template changes here at This One's For The Girls are due to the fact that we have in residence, a 12 year old Bill-Gates-in-the-making, who has been trying to surprise his mama with a cool new look. Unfortunately, Bill Gates Jr. can't figure out how to change the template while retaining all of the links. But he will soon--of this I am confident, so stay tuned. :) *** Bill-Gates Jr. also got a call last week from one of his teachers who needed help with her computer. My husband, thinking that his computer at the office might be suffering from a virus, called him in desperation last night. I sure hope this boy plans on supporting me in my old age. *** I have discovered this week, that babies are like cell phones with a Limited Minutes Plan and you had better not waste a single minute standing around in a giftshop while the sales lady takes her sweet time looking for the gift box to go with the crystal vase that you just bought for your husband's secretary as a last minute Secretary's Day gift. People in giftshops do not appreciate babies who have used up all of their minutes. *** Someone who loves my husband very much bought him a membership to the golf course this week. My husband is goofy-giddy beside himself because he has always loved golf, but has never been able to justify the expense it takes to play enough to get good at it. I went golfing for the first time last night and it only took us AN HOUR to play ONE hole. I'm not sure if Spencer was happy that I went with him or not. No really--he was a very good sport and a very patient teacher too. I also think he knows that he'll get to play more golf if I start liking it too. :) *** 35 year old women and 14 year old girls do not share the same opinion on what makes for a cool swimsuit. She likes this one. I like this one. *** When your 7 year old comes running into the house crying and saying "I'm the dumbest kid in the neighorhood!" it's because her Loser Mom has never gotten around to teaching her how to ride a bicycle. Teaching a 7 year old how to ride a bicycle wasn't nearly as daunting as I had imagined that it would be. Anna learned how to ride in one morning--with her 35 year old, out of shape, huffing and puffing mother, pushing her round and round the church parking lot. *** When Jane is given the choice between Cheerios and Captain Crunch, she actually likes unsweetened Cheerios better. Maybe we haven't ruined her after all. Halleluah! *** If you can't find any of your 10 year old's socks, one needs only to look behind said 10 year old's bed. You'll find ALL of his socks along with a 2 week old Easter egg and a handful of random Legos. *** Spencer is 3 seminars and one dissertation away from obtaining his Doctorate. His next seminar is in 8 weeks. He only has 2,000 pages to read before it begins.

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We're up to I Kings in our Read-the-Bible-In-a-Year plan. Yesterday I was reminded that when King David was a very old man, he couldn't retain body heat, so they brought the beautiful virgin, Ashibag, to sleep beside him and keep him warm. I told Spencer not to get any ideas. And I don't care if it IS in the Bible.

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No one tells funnier jokes than Titus Ray.

*** A size 14 purchased at Old Navy is equivalent to a size 10 size at Ann Taylor. If you're feeling skinny--it's fine to shop at Old Navy. If you're not, opt for the latter.

Have a good week-end everybody--and don't sweat the small stuff.