everybody back into the pool!

It's here! The second annual Digital Hausfrau Oscar Contest!

Same rules as last year...you put in your guesses here. The winner gets a batch of the homemade cookies of his or her choice, sent within some reasonable period after the Oscars.

Lurkers, I know you're there, and you have the same chance as everyone else, so play with us!

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What else is in my little head to share with you today?

Well, apparently, setting your son on fire and disfiguring him for life is good for about 7 years in the big house, but owning a gun can get you life. Oh, those wacky three strikes laws.

And those wacky punks, too! I thought scalpings went out with, like, the roaming of the wild buffalo.

Andrew is cracking me up lately. He's got some sort of plans in motion for my upcoming birthday, and he's told me so. But he keeps opening up my browser window to all sorts of odd event locales -- swingers' clubs, gun clubs, male dance revues -- and leaving it there for me to find when i sit down at my machine. It's so funny. And sweet.

Less amusing is my son. I posted about him at dotmoms last week. He's rather undisciplined, and the Naughty Stool has betrayed me. On the up side, he has gotten a Big Boy Bed, one giant leap toward the end of toddlerhood. On the down side, he's figured out that he's not contained in it. Hello, midnight! Hello, 6:10 am! My already-deprived sleep schedule is suffering.

But we have moved into the basement! If anyone's ready to visit, just let me know...your bedroom and private bath (still sans tv and shower door, but they're coming!) await.

Posted by volfie at February 9, 2005 02:35 PM