Wednesday, December 15, 2010

Monday, December 13, 2010

Sunday, December 12, 2010

Lazy Sunday morning

For reason unknown to me I just reread Slaughterhouse Five.

For this particular time in history, I'm not sure if it was the best or the worst thing for me to read.

Also....people.....PLEASE.....its BOWS of holly. Bowels of holly would be something completely different.

Friday, December 10, 2010

three questions

We're actually suppose to believe that the Prince and Camilla accidentally drove into a full on riot ?

And we're supposed to believe that their secure, bulletproof limo was busted up by a balloon with paint in it ?

Are we such suckers that they're not even trying anymore ?

Thursday, December 09, 2010

Passing notes

My youngest daughter has some separation anxiety in the morning. She leaves for the bus in tears each morning bumming out herself and her mother.

In an attempt to provide her some sense of control, I suggested that maybe she could try putting on a happy face and trying to control her emotions for her mother's sake.

" It's hard'" sniff sniff, " but I'll try Daddy."

This morning she woke up, had breakfast, got dressed then locked herself in the bathroom.

My wife knocked on the door, " honey why are you locking yourself in the bathroom ?"

" I can let you see me or hear me upset"

" Well this isn't going to work. I want to say goodbye to you."

"If you want to talk to me Mommy then slip me a note under the door. Its for your own good."

Sure enough they passed notes back and forth through the door crack until the bus came. I'm not sure if I'm making it better or worse.