Please People…Learn From My Mistakes

posted by Momo Fali on November 21, 2007

Don’t ever… take the seeds out of a chipotle pepper, add the skin of the pepper to your pot of chili, then rub your eyes before you’ve had a chance to wash your hands.

Don’t ever…feed your baby an ENTIRE jar of bananas for his first taste of baby food, unless you feel like cleaning up banana vomit. Maybe pick up a book and READ about what you’re supposed to do and don’t just say, “Wow. He really likes bananas”, and keep feeding them to him until he explodes.

Don’t ever…shovel your entire driveway without considering that maybe you need to wipe your nose. You may just find yourself looking up to see your neighbors, with a three-inch long glob of snot hanging out of your nostril.

Don’t ever…tell your boss she’d have to be pretty stupid to pack her plane tickets in her suitcase, until you were sure she didn’t already do that once.

Don’t ever…claim to know the words to a 50-Cent song. Your cool, hip friend might just call you on it.

I don’t own this last one. It belongs to a friend, but it would win the, “Learn from my mistakes” award, if there was such a thing.

Don’t ever…report your car stolen, unless you can actually remember which level of the garage you parked on. You may have the police looking for it, and suddenly stumble across it a few days later. And, you might just have friends who will never let you forget it.

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She’ll Be Saying Grace At This Year’s Dinner

posted by Momo Fali on November 18, 2007

My eight year old daughter has been a crazy little writer lately. She has some 50 journals that she writes in constantly. Every day, every thing that happens to her gets put down in writing. I think she wants to grow up to be a blogger.

Since this is the week of Thanksgiving, I thought I would share something special from her. Here is a letter that my daughter wrote to God this morning.

Dear God,

Thank you so much for my wonderful family. Thanks for all my friends. Thanks for helping me live my life happily. Thank you for all my surroundings. Please help the sick heal. Please give the homeless people a home. Please give the hungry some food. Please help all the people in Iraq. Please help all the people in the book of intentions. Please let my family live a long healthy life. Help me be able to help people in need of my help. Please give me courage to help people at all times.

Love,

A

P.S. My Mom would like to thank you for letting the Buckeyes beat Michigan.

(Okay…she didn’t really write a P.S. But, I would’ve told her to, had I known she was writing God a letter.)

Blog Writer’s Strike-Here’s a Rerun For You

posted by Momo Fali on November 16, 2007

It’s Good To Be A Buckeye

posted by Momo Fali on November 15, 2007