IntelliTEC "Wash & Brush" timer

I ordered this online from Leaps & Bounds.  I love it!  It keeps the kids on track when brushing their  teeth or washing their hands.  They love hitting the button and watching the light blick on and off.  The light blinks faster and faster as the time runs out.  It has a suction cup to stick wherever you want it too but it also includes screws in case you want to more permanently mount it.

Bucket List...

I have done some more things on my bucket list but I am too lazy to edit the sidebar right now so that  will have to wait for another time.  I've inventoried my scrap room (found a double stamp set - ARG!), did some layouts, read a ton of books and failed on some other items.

My email reminds me daily at 11:45am to blog and daily I delete the email and promise to do it in 15 more minutes.  Sigh. 

Stamps that I am in love with...

I just received these stamps in the mail and adore them.  I haven't quite figured out what I will use them for yet but I can't wait.  LOL

I feel like I want the whole set now.  Please tell me what I can do with these and give me justification.  LOL

Is there anything better than singing in the car?

I am a morning person.  I'll just put that out there.  I am usually up by 7am or 7:30am even on weekends...by choice.  Today I had the opportunity to drive in the morning blissfully alone.  This set my day off to a positive tilt as it does every time I get the chance to do this.  I plugged in my iPod and set it playing my favorite On-The-Go playlist. Then I sang in a loud and largely out of tune voice all the way to my destination.

Singing alone in the vehicle is one of the greatest happiness pills there is.  As I tuned back into the world around me this morning I noticed that no one else was singing.  They were all yawning, scowling, talking on the phone, drinking coffee or staring zombie like in front of them.  Why aren't they singing?  Do they know what they are missing out on?

Sometimes I feel like I have discovered things that no one else knows or that I exist in a separate universe than everyone else... and that's ok.  Sometimes I try to fit back in with these people who don't sing and I sit silently in the car.  Almost as though against my will my toes will start wiggling or my fingers will tap the steering wheel in time to the music.  Then out of the corner of my mouth I will start muttering the lyrics, trying to keep my face impassive and zombie-like.  Eventually (usually when the light turns green) I will abandon these restraints and begin to enjoy the moment fully once again.

I haven't yet progressed to doing this when I am not alone in the car.  I'm just not that mean...