Wednesday, November 24, 2010

Becky Smith’s Version of The Miranda Rights. The Great Pitcher Question. A Helpful Black Friday Link.

This particular fact is not widely known, but people who stay overnight in our home (relatives or not) are immediately escorted to a secret, padded, thick-walled, isolated interrogation room and read my own personal version of the Mirdanda rights.

The reading goes like this:

“Anything you say (or do) can and will be used against you in a court of law in a Smithellaneous blog post. Do you understand these rights as they have been read to you?”

If the person does not agree to the full intent, meaning and purpose of the reading of this particular law, they are asked (very nicely) to leave.

I mean, no hard feelings or anything, but I am a blogger, for cryin’ out loud. I blog! And if I don’t have any material, what am I supposed to blog about?

I’m just sayin’ . . .

With that in mind, my poor little relatives gracefully (not to mention graciously) have been putting up with my ever present camera and brimming-with-blog-ideas brain. The running joke for the day after any given incident or conversation was, “Be careful! That’s going to show up on the blog!”

Case(s) in point:

My delightful nephew, Caleb, volunteered to make scrambled eggs for breakfast. His actions were duly noted, photographed, and posted. (Yes, my version of the Miranda rights also applies to breakfast.)


Sarah came and sat with Caleb and I for a few minutes before she left for school. She and Caleb get along famously since they both love words, puns, quotations, reading, music, and computers.


A slight crisis presented itself at breakfast when I discovered that these (rarely used) glasses were irrevocably stuck together. (Note to self: Do not try to stack square glasses.) Steve saved the day when he came down and told me to spray Pam cooking spray into each corner. Voila! Instant Stacked Square Glass Separation occurred!


The men of the house breakfasted together, sipping coffee and discussing great, deep, and thoughtful manly man topics. (Um. The fourth man—Nathan—was still snoozing. College Dudes would rather snooze than discuss deep things, when given a choice.)


Suddenly Caleb told Steve, “Aunt Becky’s behind you taking a picture!” (Refer to Miranda Rights.)


Steve has never been one to shy away from a picture. Which is a good trait to exhibit when married to someone like me!


Later on (when the College Dude had at last bestirred himself) the Four Guys went to the Wright Brothers Memorial.

Caleb and Randy are airplane aficionados, so it was an especially meaningful outing for them.


They also climbed Jockey’s Ridge, which ranges from between 80 and 100 feet tall.

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The two younger fellas said, “Let’s race to the top!” The two older fellas said (and I quote), “Ug.” (I just love quoting older fellas.)

So all in all, it was a fun day! I got pictures, I got blog stories—what could possibly be better?

Before I close, let me address the burning question that 5 out of the 19 commenter's on yesterday’s post referred to: The Pitcher.

As in this Pitcher Picture. (And no, I don’t think it’s possible to say that three times fast.)


The quite simple purpose of the pitcher is that the well water in our house is not the most tasty for drinking. Steve installed a reverse osmosis system in the kitchen for most of our drinking water needs and so I filled the pitcher (happily purchased for $4 at an outlet store) with freshly reversed osmosified water so that Randy and Debbie wouldn’t have to run up and/or down the stairs when ever they wanted water. (Both of them drink quite a bit of water.)

So that’s the answer! Wish I had some more dramatic story to tell in regard to the pitcher, but that’s as good as I can do!

And in another comment, Nancy asked,

How do you keep the end of your kitchen counter free from the clutter stuff? :) It seems that things just appear out of no where on the end of my counter even when I just cleaned it off!


Nancy, I don’t think I have a real great answer for that question because I’ve never really thought about it! I guess I’d have to say that when I cook dinner, I try to clean as I go along. I have also (occasionally) given The Lecture to my family members and asked them to please put miscellaneous stuff on the smaller counter beside the fridge, since it isn’t as readily visible when one walks through the front door.

So I don’t have any really good tips—I’m just thankful (here on Thanksgiving Week) that the counter does indeed stay clear about 71% of the time!

And speaking of Thanksgiving Week, here is a bonus link for you, provided by Wyatt, our wonderful computer guru friend.

It shows Black Friday ads, all in one place.


3 Had Something To Say (Just click here!):

leeanne said...

I love the bathroom re-do! The color choices are great and go really nice with the floor. Awesome! Happy Thanksgiving to the entire Smith clan. Enjoy your time with Nathan! :)

Sam said...

Have you tried the rolls in the crock pot yet?? Wondering if it works, since I have like 30 rolls to unfreeze!

Anonymous said...

NOTE to readers: in the picture of me (Steve) at the breakfast table with Randy and Caleb, the pose I am striking was taken from a local kids show from the 60's on KDKA in Honolulu called "Checkers and Pogo." It was a sort of secret sign to fellow fans. I did in hopes of finding out if maybe there is another fan out there in blog world. Or perhaps I'm the only one left. . . sigh.