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    Wednesday, June 07, 2006

    ARGH!!!!!

    Twice this week I have written lengthy, insightful, incredibly witty posts. Ones that could get me a book deal. A Pulitzer, at the very least. I can tout the genius of these posts, because, well, you'll never see them. Both times, as I was about to hit "Publish Post," my 17-month-old flipped the computer off, mesmerized by the pretty blue button. It's been great week here in Cleaverland.

    Update:

    It's almost midnight, and I just got back from seeing The Da Vinci Code (against my better judgement). There was so much of this type of dialogue:

    Sophie N.: "It's a fleur de lis."
    Tom H: (incredulous): "It is not a fleur de lis."

    ...and...

    Sophie: "It says ' You smell like stale baguette' "
    Tom: (incredulous) "It does not say that."

    It's a good thig Hausfrau and I didn't write the screenplay, because if we had, it would go more like this:

    Sophie: "It's the fleur de lis."
    Tom: (incredulous) "Shut UP!!!!"
    Sophie: "No, YOU shut up!"
    Tom: "No, my friend, YOU shut up!!!!"

    And on and on, you get the picture....

    posted by The June Cleaver Diaries at 9:38 AM

    6 Comments:

    Blogger mamatulip said...

    Man, do I know that feeling. I can't tell you how many times that's happened here.

    Hey, I like the new header!

    5:57 PM  
    Blogger Susan said...

    Get him his own blog. That's what he REALLY wants, you know.

    8:42 PM  
    Blogger Kristen said...

    LOL. Gotta love those unpredictable toddler moves - why do they always happen around things like computers or sliding glass doors? GAH!

    6:04 AM  
    Blogger Pinterest Failures said...

    Shut UP!!!!

    6:06 AM  
    Blogger Antique Mommy said...

    My computer once lost a 25 page honors thesis that was due the next day. My head exploded and my hair caught fire. The computer ended up out in the garage with a dent in the shape of a ladies size 6 shoe. Hubs, who was then my fiance, came home and retrieved the computer from the garage while I enjoyed a martini(s) and recovered said thesis saving the day, my face and my graduate status. I then married him.

    9:13 AM  
    Blogger Sarah, Goon Squad Sarah said...

    So are you trying to say that this post isn't Pulitzer Prize-worthy?

    5:48 AM  

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