I say we make Snoopy president! Vote for Snoopy! Our favorite all American doggy! Snoopy in 2008!
He's got a pretty big constituency. . . Everybody loves him! I say he's got a good shot at making the White House, because we all know . . he's so COOL. Calm, laid back. In touch with the people. . . Is he cooler than Obama? Let's take a poll . . . .
: )
I asked Charlie what he thought, and he responded without hesitation: "I'd vote for him."
That's right Baby! Snoopy. The Dog.
Thursday, February 14, 2008
Monday, February 11, 2008
Time Flies When You're . . .
Today . . . today was definitely a Monday. Currently, I've just finished changing a very interesting diaper, my 12 year old son Tommy is drying the dishes, with a blow dryer, (kids his age are sooo creative) Charlie is out changing the EGR valve in my car, (which by the way goes from zero to 50 in about 2 seconds, when you're late for a band concert), Junior Girl Laena got her new cell phone in the mail today, and she's calling everyone to tell them about it, (huh?) and Aleia took her Valentine box to school and found her pink glasses. (Breath) Jeffy is learning how to whap a baby sized basketball over the house with a hockey stick and roller blade on ice for good measure. The baby has yet another violent ear infection in his left ear, we learned this morning, Eric wants to go to the zoo to see the snow leopards, after being inspired by some videos he checked out from the library, Clint told me about his Band-o-Rama Concert, complete with parent reception, literally 30 minutes before it started, and then stood strategically behind Brett Huish with the cymbals the entire time so that I couldn't embarrass him by taking pictures. (I feel like the guy who rattles off the super fast disclaimers after commercials during radio shows.) Good thing Mama's got it goin' on. : )
p.s. Did I mention that I also watched 3 neighborhood kids all afternoon for a friend who's husband is in the military, and actually got 5 or 6 pages done on my story. And then there was dinner, grocery shopping, Charlie's math class, laundry . . . Where am I? My mind just went blank. . .
Tommy the Tominator just asked me what time it is. I'd say it's time for bed. : )
p.s. Did I mention that I also watched 3 neighborhood kids all afternoon for a friend who's husband is in the military, and actually got 5 or 6 pages done on my story. And then there was dinner, grocery shopping, Charlie's math class, laundry . . . Where am I? My mind just went blank. . .
Tommy the Tominator just asked me what time it is. I'd say it's time for bed. : )
Thursday, February 7, 2008
Annie's Wedding
My little sister is getting married. AAAhhhhhh! It's like time doesn't even exist.
She's my only baby sister. It's just her and me, Amy and Ann Marie, and six brothers. She was born when I was 14, and we live 13 hundred miles apart, so I haven't been able to spend as much time with her as I would have liked. . .
Sigh.
But the good news is she's found a really nice guy. I've talked to him only once, but from all accounts and indications, he is a kind, generous, good hearted person who loves my little sister. : ) Plus they have a lot in common. You can't really beat that.
Warm smile.
Their story is one of those disgustingly romantic tales that no one really wants to hear, because they would be so flipping jealous, so suffice it to say that they went to school together, he transferred down to LA, narrowly missed being hit by hurricane Katrina, they were drawn back together, and then last summer he took her to France to visit some relatives where he proposed in some ridiculously romantic garden somewhere close to Paris. Like I said, disgusting. ; )
Anyway, Congratulations! To my baby sister and her fiance. Looks like we'll be flying back east again this year for Memorial Day weekend. . . : )
Best wishes and lavender dreams.
Wednesday, February 6, 2008
They Say The Best Things In Life Are Free
Sing it. . .
Charlie called a little while ago, and asked what I wanted for Valentine's Day.
"How 'bout. . . Niceness." I said thoughtfully. "Maybe some . . sensitivity."
We'd gotten in a little . . . argument last night about something stupid that I don't remember. Mostly due to frazzled nerves and mutual sleep deprivation.
"Where can I pick that up?" he asked.
I giggled.
He continued. "I don't think they sell that anymore. . " Indeed. How insightful.
"You're pretty funny." I responded, making polite conversation.
"Maybe I could check E-bay. . "
I could hear him smile. Sigh. If only every day were Valentine's Day. Bring on the flowers and expensive jewelry. . .
Just kidding. Don't wanna break the bank. Mostly we girls like to snuggle and talk. : ) Maybe go out to dinner. . .
Charlie called a little while ago, and asked what I wanted for Valentine's Day.
"How 'bout. . . Niceness." I said thoughtfully. "Maybe some . . sensitivity."
We'd gotten in a little . . . argument last night about something stupid that I don't remember. Mostly due to frazzled nerves and mutual sleep deprivation.
"Where can I pick that up?" he asked.
I giggled.
He continued. "I don't think they sell that anymore. . " Indeed. How insightful.
"You're pretty funny." I responded, making polite conversation.
"Maybe I could check E-bay. . "
I could hear him smile. Sigh. If only every day were Valentine's Day. Bring on the flowers and expensive jewelry. . .
Just kidding. Don't wanna break the bank. Mostly we girls like to snuggle and talk. : ) Maybe go out to dinner. . .
The Lesser of 2 Evils
It would seem that we are at an impasse.
I have a question. . .
What would happen, hypothetically speaking of course, if John McCain were to suddenly drop dead of a heart attack or something.
Would the nomination automatically go to runner-up Mitt Romney?
Deep, deep sigh.
As I slumped to my knees this morning, after listening to the heaven-sent Glenn Beck program, I realized that we are indeed in some serious trouble. This country faces an unheard of dilemma. Not since the Revolutionary War era have we been in a position like this. (Am I wrong? Wasn't there always one good candidate?) After some thought, I realized that we now have 2 options. (Assuming, of course, that Mitt Romney comes in second place. . .)
Well okay, I guess one option would be to vote for one of the socialists still battling for the number one spot on the other side. . . Unthinkable.
That being said, as I see it. . .
We can band together as conservatives, Republicans, people of all faiths who still hold on to those antiquated things known as values, show up on election day, vote for a straight Republican ticket, and save Congress. A worthy, necessary mission. . .
or. . .
We can sit home and do nothing, have no say, no influence at all, and let our country be eaten up from the inside out, infiltrated by an organized evil, the caliber of which has never been encountered, has been heretofore unknown to the United States of America. (As if there weren't enough people outside our borders who wanted/were trying to destroy us. . . )
In the history of our country, we have never before been threatened like this.
What to do. I think the choice is . . . fairly. . clear, although excruciatingly difficult.
We need to give careful thought, careful consideration to the intended meaning of the phrase "United We Stand."
Stand for what? What do we stand for? What do we stand against?
Food for thought.
My husband pointed out that I'd forgotten a third option.
Canada.
: )
He said his Spanish isn't all that good, so he wouldn't want to go in the direction of . . Texas. : )
This is still the promised land, right? I'm thinkin' so. . . This is still the land of the free and the home of the brave, ain't it?
We'll see.
I have a question. . .
What would happen, hypothetically speaking of course, if John McCain were to suddenly drop dead of a heart attack or something.
Would the nomination automatically go to runner-up Mitt Romney?
Deep, deep sigh.
As I slumped to my knees this morning, after listening to the heaven-sent Glenn Beck program, I realized that we are indeed in some serious trouble. This country faces an unheard of dilemma. Not since the Revolutionary War era have we been in a position like this. (Am I wrong? Wasn't there always one good candidate?) After some thought, I realized that we now have 2 options. (Assuming, of course, that Mitt Romney comes in second place. . .)
Well okay, I guess one option would be to vote for one of the socialists still battling for the number one spot on the other side. . . Unthinkable.
That being said, as I see it. . .
We can band together as conservatives, Republicans, people of all faiths who still hold on to those antiquated things known as values, show up on election day, vote for a straight Republican ticket, and save Congress. A worthy, necessary mission. . .
or. . .
We can sit home and do nothing, have no say, no influence at all, and let our country be eaten up from the inside out, infiltrated by an organized evil, the caliber of which has never been encountered, has been heretofore unknown to the United States of America. (As if there weren't enough people outside our borders who wanted/were trying to destroy us. . . )
In the history of our country, we have never before been threatened like this.
What to do. I think the choice is . . . fairly. . clear, although excruciatingly difficult.
We need to give careful thought, careful consideration to the intended meaning of the phrase "United We Stand."
Stand for what? What do we stand for? What do we stand against?
Food for thought.
My husband pointed out that I'd forgotten a third option.
Canada.
: )
He said his Spanish isn't all that good, so he wouldn't want to go in the direction of . . Texas. : )
This is still the promised land, right? I'm thinkin' so. . . This is still the land of the free and the home of the brave, ain't it?
We'll see.
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