The Infinite Ramblings of April Compo

The Infinite Ramblings of April Compo

Wednesday, June 29, 2011

Are You Kidding Me?!

The number one ingredient in Triscuit rosemary crackers is "whole grain soft white winter wheat"
My daughter crapped on the ledge of the tub without a trace of poop elsewhere.
"Magical Thinking"

Saturday, June 18, 2011

Sittin' a House

I'm house-sitting this weekend. There's a pool. I made cookies. Life is good.
   I love realistic animatronic animal suits. I used to pretend to be a variety of animals when I was little. I still like to run on all fours sometimes. I scared my husband this morning running down the hall toward him. I used to put socks on my hands & feet and fashion a tail from some long, thin article of clothing.
    Kids are so much closer to the ground than adults. Not because of height necessarily. Remember 'rollie pollies' aka pill bugs? Where did they go? I used to spend so much time outside without adult supervision. Digging and climbing and playing so blissfully. Making mud pie with acorns, messing with the neighbors dog, going beyond the back gate where weird potato-ish things would grow and my dad told me he'd give me a nickel for each one I collected. I used to explore whatever reachable space I could get to. Any adult that does the same is, in my opinion, probably ADHD.
    Now I got this (nearly) two-year-old only kid that needs just as sweet of a childhood as any other monkey-brat. She likes to pretend to be a cat. She licked my face while I was sleeping on the couch so as to wake me. I love her.

Monday, June 13, 2011

return of paint

Aaaaaaand THIS one is my child's face on a bunny I drew with paint. She actually ate Cheetos (giving her the orange goo around her mouth), but I figured it was orange and carrots are orange and bunnies like carrots and my daughter likes bunnies. She does NOT care for ferrets, however.


I've been exploring the possibilities of crappy ol' paint on the computer.
    "I own a gun and I love Velveeta." I took this photo while we were having a "no class" night with our friends Mark and Leann. We ate Hot Pockets and Spam and microwavable White Castle burgers. Of course a Pabst Blue Ribbon was perfect for washing it down our throats. Then we drew tattoos on each other with a pen.
 This is one I left on my husband's Facebook wall. I'm flexible and I want all of his Facebook friends to know.

...just kidding, I love how stupid I look. So, I was just listening to the news and someone got severely burned from a Bananas Foster dessert, haha, sad.

Thursday, June 9, 2011


Do you have one of those recurring, mysterious numbers that keeps appearing, making you feel all weird? I'm sure it's nothing, but I've always noticed the number 720. In addresses, on the clock, as a bus number, phone number, price, etc. as if it's being shoved in my face. I first noticed it while attending middle school in south Florida. Eleven years old. I don't know why, but I get this feeling like it's a sign, but nothing really ever happens and I forget about it. so...
Anyways... I bought some shorts today. They're proving to be a great investment. I never want to take them off. I also got an oil change and a library card. I'm pooped. Hey guys, I love Neosporin.

Saturday, June 4, 2011


Good Lord, it's June.
I'm in need of lasers and fog machines right about now. Strobey lights. Throbbing bass.
You know what's gross? Dead people.
(making a motorboat sound with my mouth)
Why do some people enjoy being a great source of exasperation? Do they GAIN ANYTHING?!!!
One time, I got hit in the face by a pie pan filled with shaving cream and for an undetermined length of time I felt like I was in a dream. 
Living in a non-childproof house with my daughter is like a hell that even Christendom would shutter at.
I hate when a guy wears shorts and then sits in such a way so that you can see directly into the leg hole all the way up to their area.
I'm going to miss incandescent light bulbs.