January 27th, 2008

Mega Millions!

When the jackpot in the Mega Millions game gets high enough, I will buy a ticket or two. The normal result is that either no one wins or someone not from around here wins and I end up with a pile of tickets on my dresser when I clean out my wallet. Periodically, I check through them to see if I won anything.

There appears to have been a time vortex in the vicinity of my dresser, because I found tickets dating back to 2004 on the dresser today while I was trying to clean it off. Anything over a year old is expired and dead, of course, but I figured I'd check the numbers anyway.

I had one winning ticket worth $7 from January, 2005. I never matched the mega ball. Humph.

I also found a Lotto ticket from August 24, 1996 tucked away in a box on my desk. I was wondering why I had it until I realized that this was the Lotto ticket that I'd bought the day after we closed on our house.

It wasn't a winner either.

On the other hand, I found the phone number for an old friend who I'd lost track of in the same box and we had a nice chat on the phone when I called to see if the number was still good, so I guess I won something today.

Slutty Christmas Bear

Some time in December, daisy_knotwise was walking through the grocery store with Katie in the cart. A stuffed squirrel caught her eye and Gretchen picked it up off the shelf to discover that when you pressed its foot, it would dance and sing "I'm Gettin' Nuttin' for Christmas", waving the acorn that it held in its paws. Gretchen was delighted. Katie was more delighted. The squirrel came home with them and has frequently been presented to us by Katie with the implied request of "Make it dance!"

When I was doing some Christmas shopping down at Frys, I found a provocatively dressed teddy bear (yes, I know that's a frightening concept) that would dance and sing to "Santa Baby" when you pressed her paw. I decided this would make an excellent Christmas present for Gretchen. Gretchen was delighted. So was Katie.

It is a sign that we have been watching too much How I Met Your Mother that we have named the bear, "Slutty Christmas Bear". Katie doesn't yet know what this means -- the bear may decide to fall apart under too much loving before Katie figures it out.

Tonight, Katie brought me Slutty Christmas Bear to play with. She's figured out where to press on the bear to get it to sing -- not too hard, as it's a marked circle. But her little thumb can't quite manage it. So when I was slacking off, she grabbed my thumb and put it on the circle.

Yes, dear. Here's your dancing bear.