Hee hee hee . . .

Weekend Plans

Another brilliantly funny commentary on married life. This is SO my daughter and son in law and their friends. LOL

It's Business Time

Ahhh, married love. . . This made me laugh so hard I nearly peed myself. Enjoy.

This is the future of our country?

Curlyboy is in a senior level AP Government class (i.e. college level work). They had an extra credit assignment to do a campaign poster for either presidential candidate. One of his female classmates did a poster that said: No experience, no citizenship, Nobama.

Yes, you read that right friendo. No citizenship. Curlyboy pointed out to her that you must be a U.S. citizen to be a senator or to run for president. My vote would be that this girl NOT get any extra credit. If you are in an AP Government class, as a senior, I'm thinking you should KNOW this little piece of trivia.

Lawd.

Word Up!

THIS is who I want to be for Halloween! My kind of superhero!!!!

Doggone it, Joe, this is funny!

Jilly Tales

You have not lived until you have heard a 2-year old girl singing the Imperial March from Star Wars . . . dum dum dum, dum da dum, dum da dum.

This child is already familiar with the music and all the characters, because her big brother is totally obsessed with Star Wars at the moment. They are going as Princess Leia and Darth Vader for Halloween. She refers to herslf as Yoda all the time, and they both do a pretty mean Yoda imitation. And, she has a keen sense of humor already. If you ASK her to do her Yoda imitation, she will say "Hmmm. Yoda" but rather than sounding just like Frank Oz (which she can), she says it, intentionally, in a high-pitched girly voice. And then grin from ear to ear and laugh. Cracks me up.

Overheard last night, a lovely tune sung by Jillian:

Darth Vaaaader, why are there so many songs about rainbows . . . one two three, four five six, ten eleven twelve, ladybugs came to the ladybug picniiiiic.

Like I said, a three ring circus. Of joy and laughter.

Chronicles of Sam

Overhead from my guest bathroom, where Sam was taking care of business:

Sam: Oh MAN!
Me, stepping around the corner in alarm . . .
Sam: Yeah, I think that will be enough. (as he pulled off one more foot or so of toilet paper to add to the bigger than a softball wad already in his hands . . .)
Me: Let me help you with that (laughing hysterically).
(Note: We used the appropriate portion, left the rest of the wad on the counter for the next seven or eight users . . .)

It's just a three ring circus, all the time. I love it.

Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful boy . . . (john lennon)

Here are some senior pics of my beautiful baby Curlyboy (I can call him that here cuz I don't think he reads my blog . . .)

These were done by Major Images in Arlington, Texas, by an amazing gifted photographer, Bobbie Jo Majors. We had so much fun at this photo shoot, and she really captured his true personality. He loved the photos, and so did we!

Proud much?

Jilly Tales

Conversation between Jillian (2) and her mother today:

Jilly: Can I take my shoes off?
Mommy: No.
(Sound of velcro coming loose)
Mommy: I told you no, leave your shoes on.
Jilly: Off.
Mommy: I said no.
Jilly: (scowling hilariously) Raaaaaarrrhhhhh.
Mommy: That was not nice. What do you say?
Jilly: Sorry.

Me: Struggling mightily NOT to laugh out loud at this exchange. Her facial expressions were priceless.

I suspect this is the beginning of many anecdotes to report . . .

Cardboard Testimony

This was sent to me by a good friend. It moved me more than anything has in a while.

Enjoy. Think. What would you write on your cardboard?


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RvDDc5RB6FQ