Convicts & PDAs

Today I got up to bike at 6AM to this email. "Two convicts have escaped from the area correctional center. Watch for two men described as..."

Okay, so Mace was in my stash today. Made it interesting. Always drama. It's COOl this morning. Felt cold at first, then good, not I can't decide if I'm hot or cold, but I'm damp and chilled. Here's a handy note: take Kleenex in cold weather. Need I say more.

My dear husband got up and checked the air in my tires this morning! Way major points. I didn't even mention. He worked on my chain this week, but there must be a problem still. It fell and got hung once and I wasn't even shifting. Was going from low to high one gear and lost it completely once, and couldn't make it up the hill without stopping to get it to stay tight enough to shift. I don't know much about all this, but something there sounds off to me.

Work that hard to catch up, chain hits the ground...not an encouraging feeling. I couldn't decide whether swearing or crying would be best and in the conflict to choose, could do neither.

Still did 12.5 miles in 51 minutes. Avg. about 13.5 mph. A truck followed us for a while. What can we say? Yeah, yeah. Un-nerving to hear an engine rev behind you for a quarter mile. Get me a little closer with that mace and...well. Be fun to test it out on an annoying little...

Nah, that stuffs expensive. I'll save it.

Starting to get a hankering for categories to store my blogs on. Then again, I'd have to learn to talk about one subject per post...how boring is that? (Okay, okay, I actually admire the organized mind....just not willing to make the jump today). The first two hacks I tried didn't work, so I guess we'll keep fishing for that one. I think my site looks pretty good for blogger. Not perfect, but not bad. Yes, I had TypePad envy...but, I'm commited to fiscal responsibility. Sort of. Most of the time. I do try.

On organizing:
Found a blog post last night that cracked me up. As a stay at home mom, just now really figuring out what a PDA and iPod is, okay. So, I see this post and am like...fealing pretty hip again...so with the flow of trend.

Get annoyed with the cost of paper planning? Have trouble finding the right size for your planner locally? Want to be a DIY planner? Here you go...http://www.diyplanner.com/templates/official/beginner. Pretty cool idea! I've got several planners here and there--but, I will want to change the categories to suit my passions, then have no paper suitable for the purpose. I'm into this. I don't stay organized for long, but I really like the thought of being organized and the process of getting organized. One day, it will be necessary for me to be organized. My day has been planned for me thus far according to "diaper categories". How long until the next diaper/How many diapers left? How well do the diapers work?/ Diaper coupons./Diaper accesories./Diaper stops/Diaper Trash cans.

Well, you get the idea. So glad to take that section out of my "planner". That section was my planner. And with the smell, really, who needs the planner. I was carrying enough already...in diapers!

Enough rambling for Sat. am. Have a good one!

This Guy Falls Down: Thomas Merton on Motivation

Loved the quote in this blog on motivation for writing.

This Guy Falls Down: Thomas Merton on Motivation

Photo Documentary

Today, had to run some errands, drove to a neighboring state.

Had to follow slow traffic at 35mph a large part of the way behind equipment trucks.

Decided instead of getting irritable, I'd be a road hazard and take pics out the window it was such a nice day. Was great fun. Wish I'd had another disc.

Not professional quality, even a dot on the lense, I think on the inside :...-((((. I can correct it Using "Paint" for good pics, but this is just for fun. Enjoy.

Note: After today, reference today's date on that photo blog to find these pics--not a permalink.

9-16-2005 Photo Documentary

Memorizing

I tell you, everytime I take a class that asks me to memorize some scripture, I am at first thinking, "Oh, I know that, I've heard that one all my life." And by about the third week, if we REALLY do review them and are REALLY held accountable for that memory work, HOW MUCH those things affect my thinking and life as they sit there during the day, waiting for my rehearsal.

So far, I still cannot roll them off the tongue as quickly as I want to be able to. When I can, I will type them as fast as they come out. Right now, that would still take far too much work! I want to review them until it is easy...until my mind has absorbed them as "me". Not something outside.

So far, "the vine", "the obedience", and "laying down daily". That's about all I can do quickly. If I REALLY thought about it, or got started, I could get it all, but I want to be able to say it quickly with the references and all this time around. Not just so that I can...so that I know. Know Him. Right now, the goal itself caused me to remember peices and tangents all day of the verse as my brain tries to take it apart and put it back together. Is causing my mind to work in new direction every day. I love that aspect...don't you get tired of thinking the same thoughts in the same patterns every day?

Part of the "winds of change".

Any cheerleading appreciated.

Blogging? Spiritual?

I liked this this article on the "spirituality" of blogging. Good reading.

I don't agree with everything Ted says, (and know that he has an agenda going in...he created eChurch and is sold on, or at least tries to sell the idea that blogging could (perhaps should) be the "better church".) I'm not so sure about that, but it is a good supplement for some in my view.

But, he does challenge bloggers. I loved the suggestion that we should look at blogging as a quick moving conversation over a table with friends, not something that should be edited to death, as I tend to do at times.

It is one of the many opportunities I have at this stage of my life to be found to be "real" in the world, showing people something of what "the walk" is like. They may do a search for one of my interest and find a real person on the other end rather than just the information they sought.

Ted also writes a .pdf file, a book, actually, called We Know More Than Our Pastors. While I don't like the title (I certainly could NEVER know more than my pastor, a Greek scholar, former missionary, and with much more experience and wisdom than I will probably ever have), it's a compelling read as to thoughtful blogging. I'm not finished with it yet and may comment again as I find things there worth talking about. Mixing content, I believe, is essential. Something I blogged on one day not long ago and deleted, not sure that it made sense. But, reading someone else write it, I realize it really does make sense to be worried somewhat as to whether seekers would want to come by, and if they come, how accessible, relevant, readable, or real the rest of the blog is to them.

Interested on your comments/thoughts as to his article or blogging in general.

~Me

MiniAlbum?

Pics of the minialbums we made for the Katrina moms.

My own mother didn't understand what a minialbum was or what I was doing, I found out today. I'm clear as fog. You people just have to tell me! I think you know what I know!

(I left out pics of any pages with actual pictures since they aren't my kids, but boy, were they CUTE!) Purpose Driven Blog Pics

~Me!

You Asked For It

Not worth asking a foggy, sleepy brain to write. Did find codes today to address blog quirks readers have noted. (I REALLY like that they call working with HTML codes on your own site "hacking" now. I feel so much more...I don't know... "subversive" now or something. Before I just needed Tylenol. Now, I think I'm really something.)

• Archives are now listed from newest to oldest top to bottom. (When I get several months, yes, I'll switch to monthly archival.) Thanks...I don't tend to read my archives and never would have thought of either of these.
• "Need comments more easily accessible". See sidebar and posts. Type a comment, see your name in lights on both. Have fun meeting each other. Now lookie there, won't that be fun.
• Also added new sidebar pics and all that fancy jazz. Nobody asked for that actually, I wonder why? Anyway, breaks up the text.
• In all this, lost a couple units pad spacing between the body column and sidebar...I think they've got it going on or something...can't separate them for the life of me. But, as far as CSS, HTML, and all that other stuff goes, it's been a productive and relatively painless little diversion today. Yee-haw.

SUPErwoMahnnn

Midday Post: Superwoman VERY tired. Up until 2AM. Books Finished.
Got a too brief nap...off to flight again. Volunteering for a couple hours to clean (okay, actually going for the Pizza Hut pizzas out there today, but what's motive. I'm cleaning, okay?). :-D
Anybody else volunteering today? Inspire me.

Cape for Superwoman

RC, thanks for my cape! Wow.
Maybe I should add some hair?
Must have been a ponytail day.

One Cool Day

I'm going to have to type fast and get moving. But today has been so awesome, I just have to type. Actually, it was weird, but my God made it SO awesome. So, I had the little worship thing this morning...sang "God of Wonders" pretending I was a great singer...the bluest sky, white clouds flitting by, breeze blowing, wind chimes ding a linging...it was just awesome. Red slept in. Man, it was nice.

Anyway, came back in and did some essentials and someone calls and wants to bring by a couple scrapbook pages for the Katrina victim books. I was like, "Oh, come stay and we'll work on 'em together." She says, "Nah, I've got a full day..." on and on and on.

So, anyway, she get here and before I know it, my bedroom looked like it has exploded paper. I mean, there is MAJOR STUFF everywhere. We were tearing into those things and talking and before we knew it, like 3 1/2 hours have gone by, the pages are in the books and she's got these clever ideas and tools to make it easy for me. Neither one of us had even had a bath and were still majorly in the grunge thing.

But, I get there at church tonight and the second mom is leaving tomorrow AM by like 9-10. My goal was to have these things done by Sunday. Major timing problem...but my God was SO ahead of me! I feel like the A Team...I just "love it when a good plan comes together." So, just have to add these 18 pages of quotes everyone has sent me, and I'm done. So, hopefully, my bedroom will accommodate my husband by 11. That's one hour. But, then again, I am SuperWoman.

Don't tell where I live. I should have worn my cape for that shadow pic in my profile...THAT would have been cool, now. I'll get that one next time I'm at the park dressed as SuperWoman.

-Me!

Electricity Update for Louisiana

Unreal (click for full story) at Shlog.

Anybody but me amazed at the sociological breakdown when people's basic needs are threatened...drug needs aren't met...law is not in oder. You know it's bound to happen, but honestly, I just never thought about it.

Blessings

I'm going to be babysitting tomorrow and Red's still asleep, so rather than thinking of something to blog, I'm going to just go sit with the Lord in my PJs and worship today. In all the words and busy-ness, I just miss Him.

Actually, we've been together...He's been leading, filling, empowering me all week. I just miss...well, ministering to him I guess.

So, I'm going to go attempt to minister to the Lord of all, creator of the universe.

Before I leave, there is an interesting fact amongst this blog overnight(Brits like that word, amongst...just doesn't roll off the tongue). Four of you spent "more than a day" here together.

What is this? A party? I didn't even offer you food! I've got well, The World's Finest Chocolate (obviously), some week old tea, ice cold Diet Caffeine Free Dr. Pepper, and day old Wal-mart chicken strips (they are pretty good). Pop Tart? So, I've not cooked much this week. Working on that for Thursday.

Anyway...that's cool. Wish you all could meet each other. You hold something in common...those of you I know somewhat. You all bring a healing smile to the world. You breathe commitment and passion and life and humor. I love the twinkle in your eye, and the servanthood in your footfalls.

One fun party. Wow.

So, now that the traffic is down and it's the faithful few for a while. Perhaps you'll grow safe here and get to know each other a bit over time, who knows? I hope so. May your paths cross and may be you be lifted with the countenance of the faithful.

Know you are loved dearly by the Lord and by "Me" today.

Blessings!

Smelling Rain

I set two contradictory goals today. I'm not really sure why they collided, but such as it is...we'll see what happens.

1. I took the blog off public listing with Blogger. It got annoying. People clicking "next" flying through. It's like a parade, and with possibility, but I just got tired of the traffic.

2. At the same time, I changed my blogger picture -- put in a shot I took last year at the park of myself when I was watching my kids play, just having fun with the camera. It's "Mommy Incognito". Secret Service Mommy. How 'bout that?

(I love that Swarzenegar movie about the Mom/wife hungry for the thrill of undercover. What was the name of that? The hotel scene was just hysterical.)

Changed my profile...change is good to try on a day when you feel too good to be sick, and too sick to feel good. Rearrange a picture, clean your desk, move the clothes hamper so your husband can't find it...those sort of things. He said tonight that it kept his life interesting -- he's learned something in 12 years. He really used to get a quite upset when I started moving things. He's the stability around here.)

I don't feel good enough to be productive tonight. TV sounds not productive enough...I'll write in a very random way with random thoughts on random subject matter. Why this seems more productive to me, I'm not sure, but at least it shuts off the whining in my head until Tylenol kicks in with it's magic.

Wish I'd thought of Tylenol before the chocolate bar. The "sugar and chocolate oozing through my veins" sounded good until after I ate it. Now it feels more like saddlebags on my thighs.

I just biked 42 miles last week to get in shape, now I'm talking about cream pies and World's Finest Chocolate. Another conumdrum. Tomorrow, I will conquer. Could be hormones.

Moving on...

MasterLife is one deceptive peice of study so far. After Beth Moore, a cinch. Sort of. At first. To be honest, it was giving me a break from the level of reading and study I generally do on my own. It's a slower pace, quite repetitive, and with familiar passages. Even the memory work this week I'd done before. I was thinking..."Hmmm. I am looking pretty godly and getting away with a cake walk here...this is going to be interesting -- do I relax and flow with it, or press harder?"... "I think I'll try relax and flow...that's a new one."

Well, after the third day of drawing that circle in the margin with Christ in the center and me NOT? I realized that's only on the drawing. Waiting for God to make it all more clear. But, in essense, "I" wins.

Taking care of me.

Tonight, read some Purpose Driven Life devotion from a little leather book I found with just the scriptures from Purpose. Talk about pushing the knife in.

I've been under such restless conviction tonight...I'm not even sure why! Could be hormones.

I don't think so really.

I'm not sure what God is asking of me, but there's that subtle gnawing feeling of the winds of change starting to lift the blades of grass around my feet. A few minutes before, the sun was shining bright and the air was hot, dry, and still. That ever so subtle temperature drop. Just startint to appreciate the cool day when I realize...a change is in the air. Look up, the leaves are turning shimmery, the clouds approaching from a distance. Time to move. Clean up the bikes. Close the paint can. Cover the sand box. Get ready to move quickly.

Prepare...for something. And wait.

~Me

This is a World's Finest Chocolate Emergency. Caramel. Both the sugar and the chocolate rushing into the veins simulaneously.

I still feel sick. My skin hurts. I have been so tired today I think my head will hit the floor in unexpected moments. Surely it will pass soon.

I rested...napped. It helped for a while.

Did call and checked on an elderly neighbor. Went for a walk with her to a nearby yardsale. Bought some fake fruit to put in a stoneware pottery bowl I bought last year at The Dollar Store.

Everyone likes that bowl. People threaten to steal it at church socials. The last time I picked it up after a funeral, someone saw me take it from the collection area and said if it had stayed there one more day, they were going to claim it as unclaimed. Would have been a loving home, but it was only four days after the funeral! I'd better be more careful.

Have been working on some scriptures from The Message for the little books. That paraphrase lifts you up even when it's saying the hardest stuff--read it when I'm feeling heavy. Writing with a purple metallic gel pen that shimmers. A nice touch--will discuss this with Eugene Peterson. Then again, "Eugene"...maybe not. Well, reading his style, he just might get it. I think I'll switch to hot pink soon. He may have a little more trouble with that one.

You know, just when I thought I wasn't going to be able to pull this project off this week, I got an email from a friend who was working on some content pages. Wow.

Back to the yard sale. (Did I mention my head is swimmy?) I bought a little wooden horse for my son for $5.00! Always wanted a picture of one of the kids on one.

Also found some wooden carved artists masks for our drama director at church. I can't wait to give them to her as a gift. They don't look scarey like some artists masks. Set of three. I'll try to add pics later...the bowl and the masks. Heck, I'm too tired tonight to be that creative. Use the old imagination station. (Anybody else know the Imagination Station?)

Bye!

From the Management

Uh, due to the overwhelming number of supportive and accomodating people to my ventures in life (not to mention the, ah, untimely neglect of my emptying my email online bounce box), any emails sent after about 6AM this morning for the preceding project should kindly be re-sent. Thanks for the great stuff so far. I'm so excited. ("Anonymous commenting" is turned back on for the duration of this project if you want to go that route.)

Need Your Thinker

Well, my hurricane friend moms are about to go insane with all these little kids running around a small house out of their normal routine. One told me she couldn't wait until the day when she just felt friendly and happy again. She said she just felt insane. I told her that sanity was not a goal right now. Survival is the goal. She seemed to appreciate the licensce and found it funny. I was actually serious, but humor is a good thing.

Anyway, they are obviously getting depressed and irritable with all the reality soaking in. A lot of practical needs are being addressed. I've been thinking about doing something sentimental for them, as everything sentimal except family itself is lost.

I'm working on the construction of some home-made little 6X6 scrapbooks I'm going to fill with inspring quotes and maybe a few pics of their kids some of us have taken here and there at parties for them and stuff. I'm not coming up with a lot on my own that suits without getting too heavy. If you've got something funny or inspiring or a letter or word of encouragement you want me to add with your state's name, I'll definately consider putting it in there and will post a pic of them when I'm done. We are all reading and finding peices of encouaragement as we think and pray...so let me know what you've come up with. Some good humor is good, too, if we can pull that off.

I'm working on three here that I know are here for starters...I may need help from other scrappers (people who love to scrapbook if you are unfamiliar with the lingo) if there are more families who come this way, but I think I can pull out three in week if I get started. Finished the cover for the first today.


~Me!

Oh, and...as a note, somebody must have prayed for me today. At 2:12, I felt great, fever broke, got an incredible amount of work done. Painted 23 fence panels husband needed done with the oil based primer I've been dreading getting back into (hint, HINT, Hint, hinT...I was getting subtle clues as to the time of year every day pushing me to proceed). Rain later this week. I was SO proud. Even got the man roast beef, carrots, cornbread, and new potatoes for supper. Yes, I deserve that shopping trip to that scrapbooking store going out of business this week, don't you think? It's all for a good cause!!!

Today's Your Day

The next time it's like over 90 degrees and I'm pining over my Terry cloth robe to "knock a chill"...somebody give me a clue!

I've got chills, the lymph nodes on my throat hurt, my brain is foggy, (and all the progress I made on my house this weekend is slowing withering away. Makes you aware of what to consider to be "truly eternal" as opposed to just momentarily beneficial. Not to knock productive activity.) Took a nap already...dreamed I broke my glasses and whoever was mowing waking my dreary slumber also kidnapped my child and I couldn't get my husband's number dialed on my cell phone in my distress. Lovely.

For those of you who feel GREAT today...do something special for somebody else today! Serve somebody! Do something somebody else wants done, but can't get done.

I think I will be selfish enough for both of us -- surely there is a balance built into the whole thing somewhere. If we are a body...somebody's going to be overcompensating for me today. Thanks in advance. Helps me to know somehow.

Until later...
me.

Weekend "Moments"

1. Staying Home!
2. Making Cards with my new Scrap Cutter a Sweet Friend Got me for my Birthday--now. I'm a Proverbs 31 woman...making my own cards. What? That qualifies!
3. Cut Apples dipped in Peanut Butter for lunch Saturday with Little Red
4. Frosted Mini Wheats for lunch Sunday (+ a Snickers Protein Bar)
5. Pizza Hut Pizza Delivered
6. Mexican Food--ordering in Spanish, sort of
7. 25 Miles on the Trail with a Friend
8. 3 Hot Baths...(Calgon!) Yup...25 miles?!
9. Soft Gel Ice Packs for ...ouch, my knees.
10. Kitchen Clean--aaaah.
11. Laundry All Done! Aaaaah.
12. Blonds Jump Rope "Tickets" and "Competition" in the basement
13. New Aerobie for me! And I thought I LOVED Frisbee. But, in two trees: climbing the tree...stuck in the tree...ladder and the tree...LONG stick! Rescue!
14. My husband...no pins. Aaah. He looks so much better! And he vaccumed. Aaaaah.
15. That counts for two.
16. He took me to Wal*Mart and entertained 4 yr. old outside while I speed shopped.
17. That also counts for two. (I said "Ten minutes, tops...took 45!" Aaagh.)
18. Husband watched the jump rope "competition" instead of Aggassi so that I could get a nap.
19. That counts for two!
20. Chocolate Chip Pancakes...a hit!
21. Fresh Blueberry Pancakes...my first...they "explode" when they get hot! Whee!
22. World's Finest Chocolate Sales from kids school. Aaaaah.
23. Pooh Stamps...daughter and I remounted & revamped them...Usable, Lightweight! Yes!
24. My favorite happy dress and happy hat. Praise to OxyClean!!! Saved!
25. Fun singing a solo (despite the nerves)--family who babysat!
26. That counts for two.
27. Goodwill Terry Cloth Victoria's Secret Green Fuzzy Robe. $3.00. A best friend when I catch a chill. Like now!
28. Impromptu Pics of Red on the "Setee"...Priceless.
29. Ultimate Lego Creations...Daddy and Boys
30. Mums in Bloom! Red. Brown, Yellow! Wow!
31. Master Life Challenges. Christ at Center of the Circle. ("Me"...not.) The simple-- profound again.
32. A Friend out of Depression!
33. Friend's Baby Due in 2 wks!...#4!
34. Extreme Home Makeover (love that show)...but when they start from scratch, is it a "makeover"?/Tears (like you don't cry watching it)/Cuddles with 6 yr. old daughter...she gets it.
35. Blogging the best...forgetting the worst. As it should be.
36. Available: 4 Cases of Diet, Caffeine Free, Dr. Pepper-- Ice Cold. (Well, it was ONLY 7-Up for years...I'm actually branching out.)
37. God Speaking--guiding me to do the unexpected. Fun. (Was I sure? Oh well. Who cares. Still fun.)
38. Great Bike Ride...only a snake on the trail today! No guns, no cursing, no trucks peeling. Catching up with pink jersey three times! (Had chain troubles, what can I say?). I worked with hard with my internal "Seals Coach" ringing in my ear. He's no fun!
39. Call from a friend/promised visit...just call it birthday month!
40. People who read these crazy lists instead of watching Desperate Housewives (tell me you aren't watching. But, the 9/11 special on Flight 93 was mind boggling. Wow. Heroes.

Well, on to assist with bed time. Husband does bedtimes...that counts "countlessly"! A man's man...definately. Actually, a woman's man...anyway.

I could have just said my husband had to work all weekend--standard weekend at home,but this was much more fun and greatly therapeutic.

BTW: An Hour on Sunday : Creating Moments of Transformation and Wonder (Amazon Link)by Nancy Beach for making "moments" out of life and in worship.



~ME!

Take a Bath, Pt. 2, Sort of...

When you have to sing in front of a crowd:

1. Deoderant does not work. Not two layers, not SureDri. Nothing. Just plan on not hugging anybody and keep your arms down until you're singing...up there...alone. Let them hug you. Don't forget. (Plan a bath and a clothes change before the next outing. Do not overcommit on this principle).

2. You will not eat beforehand, you'll be starving when you are finished...you'll be more thirsty than you've ever been in your life five minutes before stage time.

3. You will be in the bathroom all morning. (Your spouse will have a longing for authentic Mexican the night before. That on top of nerves...ugggh. Prepare for this.)

4. Everyone and everything around you will go into breakdown when you are trying to "center down".

5. Yeah, Los, sound. 7:30 practice we never did get a balance. New aucostic had a bad cord, new bass player I've never played with before--just shoot me now. I grabbed a tamborine and got happy. (This is an incredible stress reliever and takes me out of the "mix" completely for a few minutes. I needed the break myself!)

6. Spouse will be swamped at work--juggle, juggle. Childcare breakdowns and emergencies! Aaaagh!

7. You'll forget all the words to the song the minute you start to get nervous, and you will get nervous. (Trying to rehearse words in the nervous state during the service, God will pick that time to start trying to speak to you, interupting your memorization time! You're like..."Now?" I Need to perform, here! But, it was worth it.)

He provides and blessed me and just does it all! All stops gone, all rules broken, everything everybody ever taught you forgotten, and you live through it and do it and life goes on...and you need a bath.

I yapped a bit, forgot to "not apologize on stage"...oh, well, that's okay sometimes, too. Thought I was home free for take 2 until God came to our Sunday School class and all the stops were pulled. Such raw emotion today the whole hour! "Okay, excuse me, I have to slip out and go sing my happy song about heaven again now!" Whew. Good thing God can "center me down" in T minus 10 and counting.

One Fine Day by Anointed. -- love thinking about Jesus up there preparing mansions for us all right now!

I don't know much, I can't handle your questions or mine. I'm as moody as the rest of you...but I know this one thing...He is a BUILDER, and REBUILDER! He's been hammering for 2000 yrs., and He wants a beautiful home for everybody! He's not forgotten you or anybody else. He's hard at work.

I love it! You know who taught me that this week? My little 6 yr. old, blond, curly-headed daughter, practicing her memory verse recital in the KJV (A Beka Curriculum). I just have to type it out. Picture the blue eyes shining, blong curls bouncing, standing on one foot, twirling her hair, doing circles as she says it...just too much! Also, insert into it that little wrong "r" sound she's not quite gotten hold of yet...more like a "w" still peeking through.

Let your hearts not be t[w]oubled,
Ye believe in God
Believe also in me.
In my Fathe[w]'s house a[w]e many mansions.
If it we[w]e not so, I would have told ye.
I got to prepa[w]e a place for ye.
And if I got to prepa[w]e a place for ye,
I will come again and receive ye unto myself.
That whe[w]e I am, the[w]e ye may be also.


"Was that it Mom? Have I got it, right?"

"Oh, yeah, Darlin'. You've got it just right."

Thanks, baby girl.

"and ... I Believe in One Fine Day!"

Lovin' you,
~"Stinky" Mommy

Are You a Manly Man?

Okay, this one finishes my "Bathing" post with a bang.

Click for a roar: Are You a Manly Man?
"Short" wait to upload. Lite DSL 15-20 minutes here.

Make a list of stuff to do today while you wait...go potty...get a cold Diet Caffeine Free Dr. Pepper [yes, the levels of disentegration in my life obvious in that drink choice...go ahead, jeer.]

Thanks to Iggy for that link. I think...
I had to go see it twice. Loved it! I love dramatic oratory and this guy's got it down to an art...or something. :-)