7 Quick Takes (Volume 118)

1) So I thought it kind to warn my husband I was speaking of his "air feces" in last week's Quick Takes (see #3) and read it to him before I posted it.

Kevin: Oh great, now people are going to know I fart.

Oh my goodness. I don't know if it was the late hour or what, but I started laughing and couldn't stop.

Me: Don't you think they figured you did? Isn't that a safe assumption?

The idea of his farting being some well-kept secret until now just wouldn't let me go and I was laughing so hard soon the kids came to investigate.

Drama Queen: What are you doing?!

Me: I wrote on the blog about Dad farting at the breakfast table and he said, "Oh great, now people are going to know that I fart."

Drama Queen: Dad! (Her laughter erupts.) You are such a dork. Don't you think they already know that?

Miss Innocent One wandered in.

Miss Innocent One: What is so funny?

Me: I wrote on the blog about Dad farting at the breakfast table and he said, "Oh great, now people are going to know that I fart."

Miss Innocent One: Dad, everybody farts.

Kevin was not nearly as amused as the rest of us.

Kevin: I have a reputation to uphold.

Drama Queen: How does farting ruin your reputation? Is the paper going to run a story--Kevin Boesiger, famous composer FARTS?

Me: Yeah. Stay tuned for more.

Drama Queen: He may even POOP.

Too bad Kevin couldn't find the humor in it. It made me laugh for days.

"Oh great, now people will know that I fart." Really, honey? Oh man. It still brings tears!

2) My-quest-to-never-be-an-episode-of-Hoarders-update:

Ack! The only purging I did was in my wallet, although technically I was transferring things from an old one to a new one, but it still required me to throw some things out, so it counts, right?

I also threw a few things out of a cabinet in my office, but didn't go through the whole cabinet. Can the two things together count as one good project?

3) Even though I didn't do so hot on the anti-Hoarder campaign, my current crusade is affecting my children.

Ladies Man: Mom, I think Mrs. So-and-so may be a hoarder.

Me: Why?

Ladies Man: It seems like she always has the same stuff laying around and it gets worse all the time. She'll stack stuff on top of other stuff. Nothing ever goes away.

Me: I don't know.

Ladies Man (raising his eyebrows and shrugging): She might be.

Kevin: I can tell you one thing. Mrs. So-and-so is more of a hoarder than your mother.

Victory! My husband thinks I'm doing fine and my children are paying attention to junk laying around! Now, if I could only get them to pick it up and put it away.

4) Ladies Man got a new pair of shoes this week. This kid just keeps growing. Get a load of his foot next to my honkin' size 10 foot. I always thought I had big feet. YIKES!


5) Can I brag on my husband?

(You realize it doesn't matter what you say, right? I'm going to do it anyway.)

This year in August, we reach twenty-five years together. The first week of January I received an e-mail from him which said, "2011 will mark the 25th year of our marriage. In honor of one of the best days of my life, I would like to celebrate by having 52 weeks of romance."

Week 1 was our getaway to the Lied Lodge. Week 2 he agreed to go to bed at the same time I did every night (He usually stays up late and I get up early, so retiring at the same time doesn't always happen. I LOVED it!). Week 3 he gave me a beautiful ring for my birthday and wrote a poem. This week, number 4, he's e-mailed me a Bible verse each day.

Isn't he awesome?! I'm hoping it continues. I know how life creeps in and sucks away precious time and energy. Whatever. I'm totally digging it while it lasts. Thank you, babe. I love you!

6) Though I've been thrilled with his thoughtfulness, Kevin's friends are not liking it too much, teasing him that he's making it hard on them now.

"What is it this week?" one asked me the other day, rolling his eyes.

His teenage son laid in a hospital bed next to us and listened in as I told of this week's romantic gesture. Suddenly the kid who hadn't said much of anything during my visit piped up.

"He's such a metrosexual."

Don't you love it?!

(Thanks for the laugh, Cole, and GET WELL!! We're praying for you. Hang in there!)

7) Drum line season opens tomorrow. We'll get to see Drama Queen and the Beatrice Drum Line strut their stuff with Drummer Boy as their fearless leader. Then later, we'll see Drummer Boy perform with DOJO, an independent line out of Omaha. Those of you in my neck of the woods looking for something to do Saturday night can travel up the road to Norris to take it in.

And that's all she wrote this fine Friday, friends. Have a great weekend and check out more Quick Takes at Conversion Diary.