MY OVEN SQUIRREL!

[mrissa]

I found my oven squirrel! And my egg timer: I kept not buying an egg timer because I knew we had an egg timer, dammit, it was just a matter of finding the silly thing. It turns out I never moved it out of my parents' house (nor my oven squirrel). I also found some juvenilia that will be coming home with me, the last (and only) letters I got from my Gran, a Lego model of the ship we took from Stockholm to Helsinki when I was ten, and maybe something gaaldine will laugh at if I can get it cleaned up and sent for her birthday.

My parents are not big hoarders or big clutterers, but even so, we moved into this house after four previous years of one move per year, so lots of Things In Boxes have been ignored for the last 15 years they've lived here. They could theoretically continue ignoring them, but they don't really feel like paying someone to move an empty address book with geese all over it that was a gift from someone when I was 14 and will never be used by a member of our immediate family anyway.

Plans for the rest of the day include more archaeology sorting of past lives, with a break for ice cream and hot tub and playing with my cousin's kiddo, Noah, who is 2 and has Opinions.

Also, my dad is telling a story about this guy he works with being confused about the difference between hummus and haggis. We Are Amused.

Comments

[songwind.livejournal.com]

What's an oven squirrel

[mechaieh.livejournal.com]

...being confused about the difference between hummus and haggis.

*blinks*

Er, how did that happen? I mean, they're both squooshy and go well with beer, but beyond that...?

[mmerriam.livejournal.com]

I think she is talking about one of these:

http://www.chinaberry.com/1723.cfm

[mrissa.livejournal.com]

Just so.

It isn't at all vital, but my aunt got it for me when I was 17 or so, and I couldn't figure out why we couldn't find it.

[mrissa.livejournal.com]

He had never tasted either. When offered the former, he declined, because he had no interest in intestines.

[brithistorian.livejournal.com]

That is so cool! I've never seen one of those before!

[mmerriam.livejournal.com]

I should buy one for my wife since she is a lover of all things squirrel and she bakes.

[dsgood.livejournal.com]

When I moved from New York City to California (originally to San Francisco, but ending up in Los Angeles), I had a winter coat in not very good condition. I took it with me.

I never used it in California. (There are people who bundle up against the Los Angeles winter weather, but I'm not one of them.)

When I moved from Los Angeles to Minneapolis -- well, obviously a winter coat was among the things I would need here. So I brought it along.

And a bit after the first winter started, bought another one and threw that one out.

[zalena.livejournal.com]

I want to see a picture of an oven squirrel.

[gaaldine.livejournal.com]

Ummm . . . I want an oven squirrel. Not for the sake of having a squirrel (another or no animal would do just as well), but because I'm terrified of taking things out of the oven and having to pull out the racks (I tend to make Scott do it).

Noah is _2_ already??!!

[scottjames.livejournal.com]

Yeah, two!?!?!

[mrissa.livejournal.com]

The link mmerriam posted above should show you one.

[mrissa.livejournal.com]

I get spooked by oven racks, too, but that's mostly because my cousin bumped me from behind when I was taking them out once, and I burned my hand on the heating element of the oven. You can still see the scar a little bit on my right hand.

And yes, Noah is 2. He's in the parrot stage of development, where the last word of everything you say gets repeated.

[mrissa.livejournal.com]

Because we're old, is why.