Too busy this summer to blog.
WHY MEN ARE JUST HAPPIER PEOPLE
What do you expect from such simple creatures?
Your last name stays put.
The garage is all yours.
Wedding plans take care of themselves.
Chocolate is just another snack.
You can never be pregnant.
You can wear a white T-shirt to a water park.
You can wear NO T-shirt to a water park.
Car mechanics tell you the truth.
The world is your urinal.
You never have to drive to another gas station restroom because this one is
just too icky.
You don't have to stop and think of which way to turn a nut on a bolt.
Same work, more pay.
Wrinkles add character.
Wedding dress $5000. Tux rental -- $100.
People never stare at your chest when you're talking to them.
The occasional well-rendered belch is practically expected.
New shoes don't cut, blister, or mangle your feet.
One mood -- all the time.
Phone conversations are over in 30 seconds flat.
You know stuff about tanks.
A five-day vacation requires only one suitcase.
You can open all your own jars.
You get extra credit for the slightest act of thoughtfulness.
If someone forgets to invite you, he or she can still be your friend.
Your underwear is $8.95 for three-pack.
Three pairs of shoes are more than enough.
You almost never have strap problems in public.
You are unable to see wrinkles in your clothes.
Everything on your face stays its original color.
The same hairstyle lasts for years, maybe decades.
You only have to shave your face and neck.
You can play with toys all your life.
Your belly usually hides your big hips.
One wallet and one pair of shoes one color for all seasons.
You can wear shorts no matter how your legs look.
You can "do" your nails with a pocketknife.
You have freedom of choice concerning growing a mustache.
You can do Christmas shopping for 25 relatives on December 24 in 25
minutes.
I don't know if they are happier, but life sure can be easier for them.
Good thing easier doesn't always mean for fun.
August 07, 2004
July 15, 2004
Raspberry Fields Forever...
Any reason to strike a pose
Inspecting his options
He's actually picking the good ones this time
Yes, I know, I'm a bad mom for forgetting the hat. But MY kids got to see the president. Doesn't that make up for it?
July 14, 2004
Bush Sighting
Apparently, my total lack of interest in politics is very evident as I had no idea that President Bush was going to be driving down our main street and passing my favorite bakery. To me today was just another ordinary day and my weekly routine was to head down to the farmers market for kettle corn and local veggies.
Snoo and J weren't awake yet, and it was already heading towards noon. I wasn't willing to wait for my mom to paint her face and do her hair up just for produce, donuts and coffee. As we started walking down main street, we noticed something was unusual. There were large amounts of people making their way down the street as well. There were some people camping out with chairs like a parade was coming to town.
Then, there was a massive amount of cops driving about. Either every cop car in southeastern wisconsin was out for donuts and discovered Ninos, or there was the largest crack house bust in history right near my block. Explains my neighbors.
Or, could it be the President was coming to town? I wouldn't have guessed the latter, but after feeling like I was in a twilight zone when I sighted the 50th cop car parked on my short walk I asked an officer what was going on.
Me: Sir, is something going on? Are we safe out here? Do I need to take my kids home?
Cop: (puzzled by my ignorance) "Maam, didn't you know? The President is driving through here in about 20 minutes"
Mom: "Oh my gosh. Melissa, you dragged me out here, the President's coming, and I look like THIS!!!?"
I guess what I learned today is to listen to your mother. Always do your hair and make up when you're leaving the house, even if only to buy carrots and popcorn. You never know when you might see the President.
Does that woman in front think I'm taking her picture. She kept striking poses at me and standing in front of the camera. She finally moved over and looked away. Nice pose lady, but I'm documenting the day my mom gets to see the President of the United States, with a god awful hair do.
Mmmmmmm.....donuts
We have helicopters hovering. Our town got some action today
Where's a cop when bad drivers park on the curb?
It appears the Bush administration is concerned about conserving gasoline?
Could it be him?
Bush practices his friendly wave. The only problem is, his driver is a speed racer going down the hill doing 60 in a 35. Oh well, if you click on the largest view you can sorta tell it's him.
The kids thought it was cool. They thought they were going to be looking at boring, stupid fruit and instead they got to see the President while eating Nino's donuts. Not every kid can say that.
Snoo and J weren't awake yet, and it was already heading towards noon. I wasn't willing to wait for my mom to paint her face and do her hair up just for produce, donuts and coffee. As we started walking down main street, we noticed something was unusual. There were large amounts of people making their way down the street as well. There were some people camping out with chairs like a parade was coming to town.
Then, there was a massive amount of cops driving about. Either every cop car in southeastern wisconsin was out for donuts and discovered Ninos, or there was the largest crack house bust in history right near my block. Explains my neighbors.
Or, could it be the President was coming to town? I wouldn't have guessed the latter, but after feeling like I was in a twilight zone when I sighted the 50th cop car parked on my short walk I asked an officer what was going on.
Me: Sir, is something going on? Are we safe out here? Do I need to take my kids home?
Cop: (puzzled by my ignorance) "Maam, didn't you know? The President is driving through here in about 20 minutes"
Mom: "Oh my gosh. Melissa, you dragged me out here, the President's coming, and I look like THIS!!!?"
I guess what I learned today is to listen to your mother. Always do your hair and make up when you're leaving the house, even if only to buy carrots and popcorn. You never know when you might see the President.
Does that woman in front think I'm taking her picture. She kept striking poses at me and standing in front of the camera. She finally moved over and looked away. Nice pose lady, but I'm documenting the day my mom gets to see the President of the United States, with a god awful hair do.
Mmmmmmm.....donuts
We have helicopters hovering. Our town got some action today
Where's a cop when bad drivers park on the curb?
It appears the Bush administration is concerned about conserving gasoline?
Could it be him?
Bush practices his friendly wave. The only problem is, his driver is a speed racer going down the hill doing 60 in a 35. Oh well, if you click on the largest view you can sorta tell it's him.
The kids thought it was cool. They thought they were going to be looking at boring, stupid fruit and instead they got to see the President while eating Nino's donuts. Not every kid can say that.
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