Wednesday, October 31, 2007
Caleb’s Woes
Saturday, October 27, 2007
That Dog!!!!
Thursday, October 25, 2007
Trying To Be Good...


Saturday, October 20, 2007
A PRE-SCHOOL TEST

Which way is the bus traveling? To the left or to the right? Can't make up your mind? Look carefully at the picture again.? Still don't know? Pre-schoolers all over the United States were shown this picture asked the same question. 90% of the pre-schoolers gave this answer. "The bus is traveling to the left." When asked, "Why do you think the bus is traveling to the left?" They answered: "Because you can't see the door to get on th e bus."
Duh!
Thursday, October 18, 2007
I'm one of the 55. Are You?
Maybe that's why I can't spell! ;^)
Wednesday, October 17, 2007
Holy Crap!

Seattle thieves swipe truck, toilet-shaped soapbox racer
05:16 PM PDT on Sunday, October 7, 2007
Associated Press
COLORADO SPRINGS, Colo. - Thieves who took a truck in Seattle may have looked a little flushed when they found out what was in the back: a 7-foot-high, 7-foot-long soapbox racer shaped like a toilet.
Five friends built the racer in Colorado Springs for the Red Bull soapbox race in Seattle in late September. It was stolen when the truck it was sitting in was swiped from their hotel parking lot late last month.
Neither the truck nor the toilet-shaped racer have been found.
"We're laughing about it," soapbox driver Tom Valentine said Friday. He just wishes he could've seen the thieves' faces when they opened the back of the truck.
"My guess is (they said), 'Oh, crap, it's a giant toilet."' The soapbox car didn't win any races but was second in the people's choice competition.
HOLD THE PRESSES!!! They just reported on the news it's been found! We can all sleep now.
Rain, Rain Go Away
Tuesday, October 16, 2007
Vote Now!
Bureaucracy
Thursday, October 11, 2007
Where, Oh, Where Has My Little Dog Gone????
Wednesday, October 10, 2007
The Blue Mouse
It's Nice to Keep in Touch. Isn't It???

I left the house today. All by myself. I had to go to Target to get a hair drier. (Mike used mine to dry off Scruffy and some how broke it. But that’s another story.) The first forty-five minutes or so at Target went really well. Then I got the first call. Jeremy wanted Easy Mac for lunch but didn’t want to go into the basement to get it in case there was a spider. I told him to either get it himself or wait until I got home. I was good for another half hour or so. Then I got the second call. Sigh. Same song, same verse. I gave the same reply, adding that I’d be home in a few minutes. I moseyed my way to the checkout. As I was in the process of paying, the phone rang AGAIN!!! Being a nice customer, I ignored it. Finally, it quit ringing, only to start up right away. Sigh. I ignored it until I was done paying at which point I returned the call. I would be right home, I said. I got into the car and pulled out of the parking lot. Guess what??? Yep. Another call. At least that time it was Josh.
Saturday, October 06, 2007
The Big Bang

I went to the store today. It was at typical rainy fall day in Tacoma. While I was there the lights flickered. I just figured lightening hit somewhere – a rare occurrence, but it happens.
When I got home the boys got all excited because the lights flickered and they heard a big bang when I was gone and thought someone was trying to break into the house. Now every time I leave the house they call every five minutes unless I threaten their lives. I was amazed that I received no calls today – the one time they should have! Go figure.
Joshua turned on the tv after I arrived. There was a huge explosion at a foundry two or three miles from here. Amazing. Check out the size of the building and trees compared to the explosion.
Sunday, September 02, 2007
Spiders, Spiders Everywhere!
Saturday, October 21, 2006
RATS!!!
Joshua had a panic attack the other night after bedtime and said a rat ran across his room. I pretty much thought it was his imagination and said so. But then I decided it would be the perfect opportunity to nag – I mean – enlighten him on the evils of sneaking food into his room and hiding the leftovers because he was to lazy to dispose of them properly. Naturally, Mike, being a typical male, piped up and said he’d been hearing the pitter-patter of little feet in the walls and attic. Gee thanks. That’ll get Josh back to sleep right away!
Yesterday Caleb darted out into the garage after me. I was just getting something from the car, but Caleb had great hopes for a car ride. His hopes were dashed, but not for long. He found a tasty morsel to eat in the garage. I had no idea what he found, and he wasn’t going to give me a chance to find out what it was. That was really strange because he will generally let me take food from him. (The only other time he ever acted that way with me was when he caught a bird in the yard and had a tasty snack.) I came to the conclusion that he would just have to suffer the consequences of his gluttony. Or rather, I would when he got sick on my cream colored carpet. He dropped whatever it was on the floor ever so briefly. It looked like raw meat. I didn’t want to think about it. So I didn’t.
When I got up this morning, I decided to eat some breakfast. I went to the pantry to get some cereal. I glanced down on the floor and saw something that looked really nasty. No – it couldn’t be!!! A rodent dropping!!!!!!!!!!! Just one. Time to call the exterminator.
Wednesday, September 27, 2006
Whew!
Wednesday, August 16, 2006
From One Kid to Another....
Old Growth Tree

This is a section of Douglas fir at the Pacific Science Center. If you click on the picture, you can see a larger view of it. The middle of the log dates it’s beginnings to 1331 A.D. The other makers point out:
1492 – Discovery of America
1776 -- Independence Day
1851 – Founding of Seattle
1901 – First Water from Cedar River delivered to
Tree Cut in 1962
Why Don't Grandmas Look Like Grandmas?

Grandma

My cousin Jenny just sent me pictures of her oldest child’s first day of school. Among those photos was a picture of Isabel with both of her grandmothers. Have you ever noticed that grandmas don’t look like grandmas anymore? Where has all the gray hair gone? Did their children not give them gray hair? How about those wrinkles derived through years of character development? And my goodness! I can’t imagine either of my grandmas donning a pair of blue jeans. I wonder, do they still make oatmeal-raisin cookies?

