Two in one day?!?!? Oh BEHAVE!!!

Y'all gotta check this out. Not only because of the hideous outfit, but because of the priceless and brave service the entire post does for all mankind.

Read it, understand it, spread it.

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(you must now copy and paste into browser window due to the extreme length messin' with my template. Sorry for the inconvenience.)

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The Road Trip.

Oh, it was a trip all right.

So, I bet you didn't know that a book (that's right, a book) is single-handedly ruining our country. It's true. Someone has been handing out this book and there is now a growing descipleship of these sick fiends all across the country. This, my friends, is the evil book. Beware the evil book and avoid it's followers at all costs.


We were unfortunate enough to be surrounded by followers of this book all weekend. One honked at us for having the balls to go around them while they were driving in the center lane, one gave us the finger for being suprised when they slammed on their brakes to look at the ocean after travelling at 70 mph. Apparently they missed the fact that there are turnouts called "Viewpoints" every 50 ft or so on the coast that they could've used instead of stopping on the highway.

I found the very thing that can counteract the dependence on the book. The one thing that may be able to make these craptastic drivers viable for human cohabitation.

Here it is:


Nuff said. 

The Other Rancid Meat

I know that it has been discussed rather frequently that Britney Spears has gone off the class-free deep end and I certainly don't disagree. She has indeed managed to slam headfirst into staggering new lows of hookeryness, trailer-trashiness, and vacuousness. It's the vacuousness that I'd like to discuss today. For those of you not in the know the word "vacuous" means empty-headed. I personally think the word is particularly apt to today's subject. Let us not forget that although Brit is one of the richest humans (?) on the planet she is also one of the dumbest. Not only has she proved this repeatedly by doing such spectacularly stupid things such as driving with her infant son perched on her increasingly dimpled lap but continues to stagger the senses by fighting laboriously for her hillbilly marriage to this ape.



I was unaware that there was a market for jogging attire with the paunch already sewn in.

Or is that where he's hiding his weed?

I fail to see what the attraction is, beyond her desire to procreate. I would think that a modern girl would know that once you have a baby (ape) with a person you are forever stuck with them and all the overly-dramatic bullshit that entails. She may be having a baby or seven with him but she will probably spend more to support him in the long run than she would a hundred babies (apes).

I mean, really, I'm sure that half a jogging suit, complete with built in half-rack, cost him (her) a pretty penny and I've no doubt that the weed he's nestled against his pale, sweaty beer-gut cost her even more.

So, should we feel derision for the poor white-trash pop-tart, or should we feel pity? 

Standby...

Well, things are in a developmental stage, so you all will just have to hang on.

I can tell you that we will not be going to Montana, either for the weekend or ever is still under debate, but there are several other life altering issues currently under discussion so we will just have to wait and see.

I'll let y'all know.

On another note, my dear friend Kari had a baby boy around 4 this morning and my son and I got to go visit them in the Hospital. She looks great and the baby is beautiful, of course.

Wecome baby and congrats to Kari and family!!!

Is this what you were after?

The time has come. Well, it comes next weekend, anyway. We will be skeedadling off to the fabulous vacation destination (if you REALLY dig snow) of Bozeman, Montana. We will be staying in a hotel (don't ask because I don't know which one) and we will have a car waiting for us when we get there (which I know is a convertible T-Bird) and we will be free to use our alotted weekend in any way we so desire. I expected to be totally excited about this, and I SO am, but I'm a bit nervous too as this will herald either the first step towards a new home or the first step towards knowing the right choice for us is staying here.



Either way I'm sure it will be a fun trip. I'm going to take the digital camera and the laptop so I may start uploading photos even before we head home. We won't be able to take our darling mohawk-wearing son so he will be staying with his auntie and is too excited about that to be bummed about missing out on a plane ride. I am kinda excited about the staff meeting I will be missing, but I don't intend to tell them about it.

In any case, I thought I would see if y'all have any particular question that our trip might answer for you. So, think it over and ask any questions that have been burning in your devious little brains since we began discussing this months ago. I will keep a list and either answer them photographically (don't get any sicko ideas) or in my post-trip post.

On another note, I actually got my period today (yay!) so I set up my appointment to have the blood tests that my doc recommended. They will take place on August 9th and will tell us if the progesterone is low and the prolactin is high. Luckily for me, both these problems are easily dealt with and only require medication on a short term basis. I'm stoked about that considering the issues in pregnancy that some of my friends have dealt with in the past. It could so be worse.

I still haven't decided if I will be signing up for fall classes or if I will assume that changes will be taking place and taking fall term off as well. I certainly don't want to put us in an untenable position if changes are taking place so I may just go with safe rather than sorry.

And I think that's enough to tide you of the "unquenchable-thirst-for-blogging-people" over. 

Here's the post you couldn't live without.

I have nothing to post about.

I can't come up with a thing that I want to sit here and expound upon.

That's what you all get for rushing me.

The HAIRCUT

So, not being a totally conservative mommy, and given the fact that I find it hard not to give in to the things my son wants, I gave in and cut his hair. It was almost like any other haircut. It had grown out quite a bit since I had last taken the clippers to it and I knew that I was going to have to make a decision on his request soon. I figured that he wanted this "do" because his cousin Logan had been sporting it not so long ago.

Well, I gave in. I gave my son a mohawk.

I like to think of this as his 4-year-old Billy Idol period. I'm not opposed to him singing songs for a sick amount of money, although I am concerned about the kind of songs he sings and if he plans to do it in leather pants.
This is a view from the top literally minutes after I cut it (and he had a bath to get the fuzzies off) I did not realize how very blond his hair was until we shaved a bunch off.


This is how he looked after church. I'm not sure if you can see the slight black eye he is sporting here but it totally works with the image of "well-dressed-hooligan-delinquent" that we are now promoting.
The side view showing that it was spiked up for church at his request. More than one person said this hairstyle is perfect for him Insult? Compliment? You decide! 

That was awesome!

Oh yeah, our 4th of July rocked! We had a blast working on the new deck at D&J's place, we had loads of drinks both the naughty and non-naughty kind, we ate, laughed and played
and generally exhausted ourselves with the amount of fun we had. We all had a blast passing S's three-week-old son around and her daughter got to socialize with the big kids and their toys. D&J even picked up this super cool 3 lane Slip and Slide so C, J and D all had their own lane of watery fun!

The three amigos waiting for the parade to get started.


D loves to get her pic taken, but the boys would rather be doing something, anything, else!

This is the coolest photo B took at the parade!!

After the fireworks, alas, the children turned back into pumpkins!

And, boy, did they ever not want to get up the next morning! Not that any of the adults did either, but we at least had the presence of mind not to tantrum about it! 

Happy 4th of July!

I hope everyone enjoys the fireworks display of their choice. Think patriotic thoughts!!