Bathing With Your Teacher.

Adam Sandler is singing to my kids about Elmo on “Sesame Street” right now. “The Hanukkah Song” to “the Elmo Song”. It seems we all grow older and have kids, even the perpetually young among us. (I think Elmo is a quarter Jewish….) This makes me wistful, and sort of makes me want to watch “Punch Drunk Love”.

Speaking of being punch drunk….DID YOU SEE OUR LADIES KICK ASS WHILE KICKING BALLS LAST NIGHT???? USA SOCCER AND VOLLEYBALL gold medal three peats! I may have done a dance in Abby Wambach’s honor. I may have ripped off my shirt in public and pretended to run across the street, I may have choked on my water bottle…you’re just going to have to guess which one of these is true.

Time for a blog round up! Best blog posts I’ve read alllll week. Because they’re special, and so are you, or at least you like to tell yourself that.

First up, Christine (my brooklyn lady love) at Love, Life, Surf talks about the US Open (surfing), how awesome they are, and how women ARE GETTING PAID 85K LESS THAN THE MEN. That’s a serious WTF moment.

Next we have my Long Island Lady Friend, Nicole of the Making Good Choices Blog, and she made a savory kiwi salad!! Who’d have thunk?

Tina, of Best Body Fitness plays a much tamer version of “would you rather” that doesn’t include questions like “would you rather bathe naked in public, or bathe naked with your 5th grade teacher? (now, not in 5th grade)” Tina’s is a bit more appropriate for mixed company, which is basically any company where I am not there.

And my favorite sister wives posts of the week.

First up, the WIAW webmistress Peas and Crayons, Jenn.  Jenn’s husband wins the fruit salad-you’re-lucky-she-didn’t-stick-a-black-widow-in-your-underwear award for this prank. I am bringing this man a basket of apples tied to a box of Summer’s Eve for his “welcome to NYC present”.

The lovely Gina from Running to the Kitchen, which is now unofficially titled (by me alone) “Box Jumps in the Kitchen” made a peach tart that is giving me inappropriate thoughts. I realize that’s not difficult to do, but seriously. Go eat it.

And I’m going to leave you with a picture of the creepiest doll ever. My parents got it for my daughter. I think they’re punishing me for making fun of them so much on here.