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Friday, February 22, 2008


Thankfully, It's Friday. My workload is usually very easy on Fridays. I spend good part of my day playing on the Internet anyway.

When we went to bed last night, they prognosticators were calling for 1 - 3 " of snow starting around 3 am. I had a good feeling that daycare would be closed.

Sure enough, when the alarm went off at 6, I got up, took a shower, made the coffee, turned on the news & there was the Daycare listed as "CLOSED". Whoo-Hoo! I let the kids sleep in. Of course Will was up at 7 anyway, Maggie is STILL asleep at 7:53 a.m. She'll wake up soon enough.

After some nice hot oatmeal, we'll put our snow pants & boots on & go outside to play in the snow for a bit.

Happy Friday everyone.

Friday, February 08, 2008

Two posts in one day! It's a freakin' lenten miracle

Joe sent me this joke & I had to share.....


Fresh from my shower, I stand in front of the mirror complaining to my husband that my breasts are too small.

Instead of characteristically telling me it's not so, he uncharacteristically comes up with a suggestion.

"If you want your breasts to grow, then every day take a piece of toilet paper and rub it between them for a few seconds".

Willing to try anything, I fetch a piece of toilet paper and stand in front of the mirror, rubbing it between my breasts.

"How long will this take?" I asked.

"They will grow larger over a period of years," my husband replies.

I stopped. "Do you really think rubbing a piece of toilet paper between my breasts every day will make my breasts larger over the years?"

Without missing a beat he says, "Worked for your butt, didn't it?"

He's still alive, and with a great deal of therapy, he may even walk again, although he will probably continue to take his meals through a straw.


Maggie: 4 years 8 months Height: 46.5 " Weight: 45 lbs 95th percentile
Doc says he would be surprised if she's not at least 5'8".

Will: 18 months 1 week Height: 33.5" Weight: 29 lbs (I swear he's
heavier than that!) 90th percentile.
Doc mutters: got a six-footer here....

This amazes me as neither Joe nor myself are "tall" I am the runt in my family at 5'6". Joe is about 5'9". We do have height in both families.
Both of my parents are tall. Dad was 6' & Mom says she's 5' 11", but I think she's 6". My brothers are HUGE & my sister is 5'8".
One of Joe's brothers is 6'2" (He has a 14 year old son who is 6'5"...at 14!! I would hate to have to feed that kid)

Thursday, February 07, 2008

Docker's No Iron Twill? I think NOT.

GAH!!! Moving SUCKS ass!

I can't find the iron & my slacks are a wrinkly mess.

I took them into the bathroom with me this morning hoping that the steam from the shower would help. Yeah, not so much. I hate wrinkled stuff.
My mom had bought my sister & me gauzy prairie skirts when we were kids & I refused to wear it because Mom wouldn't iron it for me.