The Return Of Mrs. Norris

Paul is working his 14th or so day in a row without a break, my poor man. Although he has tons of clothes, he has only one pair of work appropriate pants, so last week we went to Walmart and got him a gorgeous pair of black khakis and some new black shoes for work as his first pair (they have to buy a certain brand) was falling apart. When he got dressed the next day I had to explain that you cannot wear black pants and black shoes with white socks. As he put on his socks Mrs. Norris reappeared. Paul put a black sock around her head this time and declared that she was in mourning. "Oh, Mr. Norris, I'm so sorry for your loss!"


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Then, in the shower last night, Paul sang a song to the tune of 'O, Tannenbaum' - Oh testicles, oh testicles, some something something something. You hang DOWN below my wink and there are TIMES when you quite stink! Etc.

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We were watching a commercial for a fancy little kids toy the other day and had a typical moment of 'when we were kids we were thrilled with every little thing' conversation. Paul said 'I was happy with a crowbar and a box!'

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There was another one, but its mildly sexual so I lost my nerve about that one. Speaking of Walmart though, we can never go there without something mildly funny happening. When we were checking out, our cashier, (naturally!) spoke very little English. However, with a lineup of people, she did manage to explain that 'beeg girl' clothes were on special, some only 'one dollah!' I didn't understand at first and she was very excited about the deal, so mostly she was just saying, rather loudly 'BEEG GIRL ONE DOLLAH!'