Sunday, April 3, 2011

The Cheese Touch

If you have watched the movie "Diary of a Wimpy Kid," then you know what the "cheese touch" is.  You also know how horrible it is to be the one who has it.  Being the rather odd and unconventional parent that I am, I started passing around the cheese touch in my family.  I think that this is actually the cheapest fun we have had in ages!  The laughter has been endless this past week.  We have even made some simple cheese touch rules:

1.  You can't give the cheese touch back to the person who gave it to you.  If I give it to my husband, he has to give it to one of the kids.  

2.  You must be creative when passing the cheese touch.  You can't just touch the person randomly and pass it.  You must be slick.

3.  Not really a rule, more of a suggestion...if you pass the cheese touch quietly, the rest of the family will lose track of who has it and won't be expecting to get it from you.

I am always amazed at the creative things my kids can come up with.  Last night after bedtime, my oldest got out of bed and came to our bed.  She had an odd look on her face and said she didn't feel good and was cold (the sure fire way to get checked for a fever in our house).  I put my hand to her forehead and she grinned and said "cheese touch."  She got me good with that one.  Hopefully the cheese touch will continue to go around our house.  Diary of a Wimpy Kid 

We never did find the two missing puppies, and another one escaped and disappeared.  We are down to half of what we had before.  One of them has another home to go to which just leaves us with 2 precious boy puppies.  My husband has grown attached to them and I have a feeling we will keep them if nobody offers to take them.  Our pet food bill is outrageous.  

On a related note, my Sassy cat disappeared for 2 days and then wondered back up in the yard like she had never been missing.  Nearly sent me into a major panic.  She is very special to me.  My very old cat died about 18 months ago.  She was my first baby.  I had her before children, even before the husband.  I cried for days after she died.  Even though I had other cats in the house, they didn't have the same personality as my Alley and I missed her.  I still do but her death has been softened some by Sassy.  A few weeks after Alley died, I stepped out on the back deck and this huge cat just walked in the door like she belonged there.   I kicked her out of course but she wouldn't stay away.  Once when I picked her up, I discovered that she didn't have any front claws.  She was definitely someone's cat.  I started feeding her and checked the paper for missing cats.  I even ran an ad on our local community information tv station.  Nobody claimed her so we adopted her as our own.  I'm not a believer in reincarnation but Sassy has my Alley's spirit.  I become more convinced of it every day.  I truly believe that God sent her to me to help me heal from Alley's death.  Unlike Alley was, Sassy is an indoor/outdoor cat.  She comes in at night and spends the majority of her day roaming the woods or just chilling on the porch.  She does have a hunter's mentality though; she likes to bring me *presents* of her most recent kill.  It's hard to believe that a cat with no front claws can hunt like she does but she has captured lizards, snakes, chipmunks, rats, mice, etc.  She is something else.  I will definitely post a picture of her with my camera, when I get it!  

I went consignment store shopping yesterday with my oldest daughter.  We hit the jackpot with designer kids clothes.  We were both pretty impressed with our loot.  We are planning to hit the miles of yard sales at the end of the month.  She's a good student and it won't hurt her to miss a day of school and shop with me.  I'm starting to rub off on her.  Sometimes that's a good thing, sometimes not!

1 comment:

  1. No cheese touching while sitting on the Campbell's Couch