The Good Wife

I just had to tell you -- I had a "I'm a good wife" moment yesterday. You know how the men are supposed to bring home the ends, and we're supposed to make them meet? Y'know, by checking the rates on car insurance, getting good deals on groceries, fixing stuff ourselves? I arranged for The Husband and me to meet with the house refinancing guy at the credit union yesterday, and we spent a half-hour figuring out how to refinance. Basically, you need about $600 in cold, hard cash, and the rest can be folded into the new mortgage. We had the idea last week when the rate was 5%, but now it's 5.5% -- not a whole lot lower than what we have. Still, I felt like The Good Housewife for all of an hour. I'll take it where I can.

Freaky coincidences - or - Twins Separated at Birth?

Okay, I know -- two posts in one day after months of no posts, but I just had to put this out out there. As pointed out to me by SuburbanCorrespondent, there was a freaky coincidence in the world yesterday, and I think we've discovered two more men Separated At Birth.

For your perusal, I present Mr. Potter and Mr. Cheney:

Truly scary...

A new day...

I knocked off school around 11:00 yesterday for the inauguration of Barak Obama, and now it feels like a New Day of personal responsibility, civic responsibility, global responsibility. I've decided to take this to heart and declare a new household age of responsibility -- for my kids.

It is now The Boy's responsibility to get his butt to school in the diningroom, do his work, and get it done. He made his own lunch (mostly) and then *gasp* cleaned up after himself! Same with The Girl. Honestly, I couldn't take much more of the laziness and the "I'm ordering lunch at Hardee's" attitude anymore anyway. So, in effect, it's Independence Day as well. Whee!!

Now, if someone could explain how an intelligent and bold woman like Michelle Obama chose both the gorgeous, glowing inauguration dress and the cheesecloth-and-tissue-wad ballgown on the same day, please let me know. I guess I was hoping for something more glossy for the inauguration balls.

Still, I'm pumped and ready for a new day!