“Knowledge is power.” – Sir Francis Bacon
I learned this week…
…that Kristen Stewart cheated on Robert Pattinson, sending a shockwave of despair through the fanatical world of Twilight fans everywhere, shattering dreams of a sparkling vampire happily ever after. I don’t think my faith in monogamy will ever be restored.
…that water yuppies do exist. I know, right? I was just as surprised as you, but my research doesn’t lie. Until this week, it was a term that was wholly unfamiliar to me. I stumbled across it while researching houseboats in Amsterdam – a perfect place to hide someone who doesn’t want to be found, by the way. It’s one of those words that just struck my fancy. I’m dying to use it in the course of a casual conversation. I haven’t figured out how I’m going to manage that yet. When I do, I’ll let you know how it goes.
…that pumpkin patches are rarer than diamonds. Or, so says my daughter to her friend while enthralled in a game of online Minecraft. This is good information.
…that an orthodontist visit + a hormonal preteen entering 7thgrade + talks of a full set of braces = E.P.I.C. meltdown. Take heed people.
…that the Cheer Moms at my daughter’s gym may have finally sacrificed their coach to the almighty Cheer God. Their perky ponytails, color coordinated tees, and snarky, narcissistic chatter as been oddly absent from practice in recent weeks. Now who am I going to sit and judge while I should be writing?
…that Jen Garner has made a warm and fuzzy Disney flick. Excuse me while I bang my head on my desk.
Now that I’ve given myself a headache, I think I’ll go console my broken heart with an Aliasmarathon and a bag of Oreo’s.
…that Donald J. Sobol died on July 11, 2012. I’m not really sure how I missed this, but I did. He is most noted for penning the Encyclopedia Brown seriesof kid’s books about a boy detective in high top sneakers. I loved those books when I was young…um…younger. RIP Mr. Sobol.
…that this week’s awww moment is brought to you by one of the bunnies I stumbled across during a recent early morning walk in the park. I don’t believe he’s the criminal who has destroyed my flower beds, but I took his picture anyway. You know, just in case I need to identify him in a line up.