Showing posts with label weird beans. Show all posts
Showing posts with label weird beans. Show all posts

Tuesday, November 23, 2010

Tattle-Tale Tuesday

Mim-may and Pip-pay came over for dinner last night and brought Missy-the-woofie with them. They also had two funny gadgets. Mom and Mim-may fussed over them all evening.
I don't understand what the fuss was all about. Mom reads anything and everything with words on it. I dunno what's so different about this.

Sunday, November 21, 2010

Strange Sunday

Yesterday Mom went out and bought a gravy boat. I don't know much about boats, but I think a boat made out of gravy is a bad idea. We'll have to see how this turns out.

I'll be watching. You can bet on it.

Wednesday, July 07, 2010

What's Up Wednesday

I keep telling you Beans are weird. Wait until you hear this story...

The hallway is EMPTY! Mom moved the big table in the table room to one side of the room. She brings in four funny boxes. She calls them COOLERS! There is NOTHING cool about them, I tell you! They smell very unusual, to say the least.
It's the hottest day of the year, and what does my Mom do when she gets home from day hunting last night? She takes all the magnets, and pictures and notes, and coupons OFF the coldbox! All the pictures of Mr Karate, and PlusOne, and Mooshie! GONE!

Then she opens the cold box and starts throwing stuff away!

I am not kidding! She's got the door wide open and there's stuff coming out... old onions, dried up lettuce, moldy cream cheese (dunno what that is, and I don't care).
Then she moves to the freezer, and starts emptying the ice cube trays. She puts the ice in zipper plastic bags and then empties out the dried bread, piling up the bags of six million different kinds of nuts, stacking up the bags of frozen fruit and vegies.

"It's gotta go, Millie, I can't eat it, so it's gotta go.."

Go? Why would any bean, even a crazy bean throw away good foods? Mom, that's your FOODS in there... Are you gonna STARVE to death? (O, the horror... what will happen to ....me?)

The ice cream, the frozen popsicles, the sor-bay (dunno what that is either), all going.

Why does it have to go?

The cold box is going away.

Excuse me? I said to Mom. Going where?

"Away. They're coming to take it away this morning. And a new cold box will be coming to take it's place."

Mom has to take everything out, put it someplace so it doesn't go bad...

(Now, dunno about you, I know there is
good food and not so good food, but good food going bad? That just sounds... wrong.)

...and then put it in the NEW cold box when it gets here.

On a day when it's so hot I'm practically melting, and I haven't even had breakfast!

Do you think maybe the lord of land is silly enough to want to bring Mom a NEW coldbox on the hottest day of the year?

Well, I guess.

I told you beans were weird.




I think I need a nap... in the air-colditioned bedroom.

Tuesday, October 14, 2008

Tattle Tale Tuesday

You know your Mom is a little weird when she fixes her slippers with tie wraps.
I'm just sayin'.