Skip to main content

random: jelly bean ransom note

-i can't emphasize enough how wonderful it is that it's baseball season.  seriously.  there's nothing quite like listening to john sterling call the yankees game on my laptop, while i watch the pirates on tv.  it's almost too good to be true.  plus, the fact that the red sox can't seem to get out of their own way is helping quite a bit, too.  excuse me while i have a moment here:  I LOVE BASEBALL!!!!

-thanks.  i'm back to normal now.

-another thing i love about this time of year?  jelly beans.  but not the fruity ones.  i liked the spiced ones.  you know, the ones where green=spearmint and yellow=clove and red=cinnamon and so on.  love those.  i bought a couple of bags for my candy dish in my office at church, but they disappear so quickly, largely due to the extremely sticky fingers of the two milinovich boys, i suspect.  and so i have a feeling i know who left this ominous note on my desk, which i discovered monday morning: 


-i just read that hines ward will live to dance another week on dancing with the stars.  good for him.  i happened to catch his dance this week, and saw him waving a satin-ish gold towel as if it was a terrible towel.  as much as i want to hate the whole thing, because it makes me throw up in my mouth a little bit, i'm also proud of him and his attitude and how he demonstrates to the charlie sheens of the world that you don't need drugs or porn stars for winning.  you go hines! 

-do you want to know what names we're considering for milinovich boy #3?  too bad.  i'm not telling yet. 

-but if you want to make suggestions, knock yourselves out.  you never know...

Comments

Emoly said…
I'm sure you heard my suggestion, but I will post it for everyone to see (unless you choose to delete it, which you may)

Samson- then Shannon can grow out his hair and french braid it.

It's not enough letters, I know. That's sad, and why I know it won't be a finalist. But you have to enjoy the thought I put into it. I'll try to think of more...
Mrs. Milinovich said…
We have a certain number of accepted letters? Why didn't I know this? Geez.I take it that 7 is the magic number? Ok. I'm working on it.
greg milinovich said…
no, there is no rule about number of letters. i don't know if there's been a wikileaks security breach or where Emoly is getting her info (ahem...i'm looking at you, shannon), but no such rule exists.

that being said, samson is definitely out.
Emoly said…
LOL

yes. I'm certain I got my information from wikileaks... ahem. Or maybe I just made it up. I'm sure you don't adhere to the strict rule of the number seven... Perhaps I made a wild assumption (based on fact).

at least I'm amused...

And I did think of Matthew... it just so happens to have seven letters in it. So does... hm, good luck with that.

;)

Popular posts from this blog

bad haircuts (for a laugh)

everybody needs to laugh.  one good way i have found to make that happen is to do a simple google image search for 'bad haircut.'  when you do so, some of the following gems show up.  thankfully, my 9th grade school picture does NOT show up.  otherwise, it would certianly make this list!  please laugh freely and without inhibition.  thank you and have a nice day. 

happiness is dry underwear

we started potty training jack on thursday. we followed a program called POTTY TRAIN IN ONE DAY, which, by the way, i think is kind of crazy. i mean, if someone were to offer you a book called, "ACHIEVE WORLD PEACE IN ONE DAY" i don't think you would take it seriously. and yet here we are, trying to accomplish an equally daunting task in one 24-hour period. it is intense. the day is shrouded in a lie because as soon as your happily diapered child wakes up you tell him that it is a big party. we had balloons and streamers and noisemakers and silly string - all the trappings of a legitimate party. but it is most certainly not a party. it is a hellishly exhausting day. as soon as jack got out of bed, we gave him a present: an anatomically correct doll that wets himself. jack named him quincy. several times quincy successfully peed in the potty and even had an accident or two in his "big boy underwear." he also dropped a deuce that looked and smelled sus

i'm giving away the swamp

so this is a collage called swamp. i made it in february of last year. it is currently framed in a homemade, hand-painted frame. it is paper collage on a book binding panel. it is 7" x 10". and i am giving it away. i've been wanting to have a blog giveaway for some time, and the time has finally arrived. here's how it works. all you need to do is leave a comment on this post. by leaving a comment you are automatically entered into the contest (as long as your comment offers a way for me to get in touch with you, or you know that i know you). the contest will be open until next wednesday at noon, eastern standard time. at that time the contest will officially be closed and i will pick a random number. the person whose comment matches that number wins! for example, if i happen to pick the number 33, the thirty-third comment will win. oh, and one more rule: you can only post ONCE. if you win, i will send you the collage, signed by me, the artist, free of c