On the lighter side

Some friends of mine have never toilet-papered a house. Check out this link.

Now you know.

Political Truthiness

"I mean to live my life an obedient man, but obedient to God, subservient to the wisdom of my ancestors; never to the authority of political truths arrived at yesterday at the voting booth."

— William F. Buckley
Nov. 24, 1925 – Feb. 27, 2008
Founder of National Review

Definitely Forgiveness, Maybe

Quinn kicked my shoe tonight because I wouldn't buy something for him at the store. When his father was discussing this with him, I heard Quinn say, "But, Dad, I already forgave Mom! Why do we have to make a big deal about this?"

Primo Parenting

The kids were arguing this morning. I heard Mr. Rellim tell them that they shouldn't be hitting each other - or at least not above the neck. "First," he said, "we are on our way to church. Second, there will be pictures at Uncle Marcus' wedding next weekend."

All Good Questions

I'm pretty sure Quinn and I were watching a cooking show when we were rudely interrupted by that commercial. My son asked, "Mom, what are they talking about? . . . Are they talking about men's privates?! . . . What happens to it?! . . . How would you zip your pants?! . . . WHY WOULD THEY WANT TO DO THAT?! . . . It's free? . . . Can we get some?"

Thank you to prime time TV commercials about natural male enhancement.

Indecision 2008

I don't know for sure, but I'm liking this man. Maybe he could even get the "Colbert Bump."

That explains everything

We Have a Manservant

He answers the phone and talks to telemarketers in an Indian or Middle-Eastern or Mexican accent - or any combination of them. He usually tells them that his "masters" are unable to take a call because they are both in the hot tub. Last night, the telemarketer asked him questions about why his "masters" cancelled cable service. I can't believe how long the call lasted. In closing, the manservant said, "Hola to you, sir!"

I think he meant to say "adios."

Misunderestimated Again

Quinn and his younger cousins used several random objects to create gun-like toys then took turns pointing them at me. I shouted, "Don't 'tase' me, dude!" Quinn then leaned toward me, licked my hand and said, "What?! Come on, dudes! TASTE her!"

Rachel's Birthday

Can you believe this little baby is twelve years old today?! She has been instrumental in teaching me proper use of the camera phone. However, she did change my ring tone to some short video of herself shouting, "MOMMY! YOU HAVE A PHOOOOOOONE CAAAAALL! ANSWER YOUR PHONE AT THE SOUND OF THE SCREAM - AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!!!!!"

I guess I've got some more reading to do tonight.

Nokia

I got a new phone upgrade and was reading the manual LATE last night to figure out how to use the camera and video features. I hit the button that looked like a camera, looked into the screen, and what to my wondering eyes should appear but the scariest looking crazy woman I'd ever seen in my life!

I gasped.

The woman gasped.

I backed away.

The woman backed away.

Oh. . . . Maybe there's a reason why I usually go to sleep at 10pm.

Fire!

No, not my hair. Mr. Rellim was sharing a story about "accidentally" setting fire to a trash can in science class in High School. He told the kids that an hysterical substitute teacher misinterpreted the situation and the principal was on his way down the hall when a fellow student vouched for his integrity before the paddling commenced. (Yes, kids used to get paddled in school! That was a strange revelation to our children.)

Does this kid look like a trouble maker? Although, I'm unsure how one could "misinterpret" fire. I mean, is something on fire or not? And who was holding the book of matches?

Happy Birthday, Easton!

Welcome to this world!

Ricochet

As if simply spelling that word correctly isn't exciting enough . . .

I'm a bit of a germ freak. During communion today I attempted to eat the bread without touching my finger to my lips, using a slight toss to hit my mouth, but missed terribly. The bread square struck the side of my nose and ricochetted into the chair in front of me, then onto the floor. It took all of my concentration skills to pull it back together. Hopefully I only distracted myself.

Ice Cream

We found a new ice cream today. Ben & Jerry's "Stephen Colbert's Americone Dream." The Colbert Report is a mouthy show we started watching now that we have digital TV. I didn't know what "TV14" meant in the upper left hand corner of the screen until just recently.

This ice cream flavor is rated G.