Is your wildest dream to save thirty bucks this summer????

People! The promise to suspend the gas tax for the summer doesn't "fix" anything and only saves you an average of $2.35 per tank of gas. If this proposal sways your opinion in any way, you probably would also fall for the campaign promise Pedro made to his classmates:

"If you vote for me, all of your wildest dreams will come true."

Come on! Let's show John McCain and Hillary Clinton that we're not as dumb as they think we are!!!!!

A Poem

Last year I went to visit my brother in Omaha over St. Patrick's Day. We went downtown and, at one point, I had to pee. On the bathroom wall there was some graffiti that I shared with my brother after coming out. I couldn't remember it exactly but summarized something about a "bedframe of bones." As the night wore on and we had drank a draft or two, we began to embellish the quote and slowly it morphed into a poem that HAD to be recited in an Schwarzznegger voice. When we got home that night, we put pen to paper and came up with this. My one and only YouTube posting. It still cracks me up (as you can hear in the background giggling)!



The next day, I just had to get back to that bathroom and take a picture of the quote. It was locked and my flight was leaving that day. We hung around as long as we could and miraculously, the janitor came in the nick of time to unlock the bathroom. Here's the original quote:



Now you know that I'm not the only one in the family who is wierd.....

Seeing God

I took these pictures on an early morning drive this week. I'm not the most spiritual but, every time I see sun rays shooting out of the clouds like this, I think it's God.....




P.S. I got a new niece on Wednesday!

Ahhhh Pennsylvania.......

I'm sad. I'm sad because Pennsylvania didn't put this crazy primary in the bag. I'm sad because Hillary has found a new loophole to exploit and claim she's ahead (fuzzy math + popular vote). I'm sad to see how Barack seems to be losing steam at the moment. To cheer myself up I went to this website:

Barack Obama is your new bicycle

Barack Obama thinks I'm cute! How can I not vote for this man! :)

Hope is cool!

I found this great website called hoperevo.com. It's along the mindset of practicing random acts of kindness. I printed out their pre-formatted "cards of hope" sets which you can download, and was passing them all around when I went to DC a few months ago. It was so fun sticking them in napkin holders at Wendy's or on toilet paper rolls in bathrooms. I just envision someone having a really crappy day finding one of these and maybe snapping out of their funk. You know? I've made a new set with a few of my own sayings and some that I stole off the website. They're almost too pretty to pass out!

I'm Luke, I'm Five, and My Dad's Bruce Lee...

This popped up while listening to my iPod on shuffle today. It's an awesome song by Nizlopi called The JCB Song. I thought I'd share it, if you've never heard it before. It's a song about how every kid should remember their dad......

A Musical Discovery

We saw Jessy Lynn perform on Saturday. My friend, Kellie, had a little festival with booths, hot dogs and live country music at her shop in Fairfield. It was a lot of fun! My daughter and her best friend got to meet this up-and-coming country singer and picked her a bunch of dandelions. Jessy Lynn is twenty-one years old and a newlywed (I had to tell her about my brother in Hawaii). She thought the girls were so sweet. She autographed her CD for them and, after she comes back from Nashville as a famous country music singer, it'll be worth millions! We listened to it all the way home. She doesn't seem to have an internet presence yet. If I was more savvy with blogging and computer stuff, I'd rip a song or two off of her CD and put a link to it here...... Is that illegal????

Dedication to the Newlyweds

My brother, an almost confirmed bachelor, was married last night in a sunset ceremony in Hawaii.

I wish them a lifetime of happiness.

This is their poem written by E.E. Cummings:

i carry your heart with me(i carry it in
my heart)i am never without it(anywhere
i go you go,my dear; and whatever is done
by only me is your doing,my darling)
i fear
no fate(for you are my fate,my sweet)i want
no world(for beautiful you are my world,my true)
and it's you are whatever a moon has always meant
and whatever a sun will always sing is you

here is the deepest secret nobody knows
(here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud
and the sky of the sky of a tree called life;which grows
higher than the soul can hope or mind can hide)
and this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart

i carry your heart(i carry it in my heart)

A First Grade Definition of Violence

My son was reading "Little Red Riding Hood" to me today. It's the version where the hunter (who in the illustration was dressed like a business man with a fedora and appeared to have no weapons on his person) cuts Red Riding Hood and the Grandmother out of the wolf's stomach. I asked how he did that and my son told me his weapons were stashed in his pockets. Also, in this version, the Grandmother sews the wolf up after Red Riding Hood goes out and finds some heavy rocks to put in his stomach. All while the wolf is sleeping. He wakes up and takes a couple of steps and then dies. I commented on the lack of blood in this procedure and my son said, "Mom, it's not exposed to be violent. It isn't Violent Red Riding Hood."

So now you know, you can cut animals open, stitch them up with foreign objects inside them so that it subsequently kills them, but as long as you don't show weapons or blood, it's not considered violent to a first grader....

I won a major award!

Oh My Seven just gave me an award! I told her it totally turned my day around and I wasn't exaggerating! Recently I posted sixteen random facts about myself and one of them was hating kids birthday parties. My kids have birthdays this month and next and it takes everything in me to get through the festivities. I had just gotten home from an indoor pool party for my now ten year old and my frazzle meter was above register. Do you know how loud a 4th grader can scream? Do you know how much the sound of a scream is amplified in an indoor pool?! Do you know that when one kid screams, it sets of a chain reaction? I wasn't aware of the answers to these questions until a few short hours ago.

So it was in this state of mind, with a newly mixed Mojito in my hand, that I checked my email and found this lovely message about my award. Then it reminded me of a classic scene from A Christmas Story. Have you seen this? It makes me laugh every time!



So now I am supposed to nominate who I think deserves this major award. I'm listing all the blogs that I have to check out on an almost-daily basis (Oh My Seven, you're among them but you've already won):

Dooce

Chef Messy

Mihow

Adventures of a Not-So-Dumb Blonde

Happy Mundane

Supafine

SouleMama

Those Japanese!

My brother just sent me this link for the coolest game ever. Click here if you want to order one after seeing the video. I think I might.....

April Fools!

How often, when driving home from picking up the kids at school do you see Batman and Spiderman in your fair city? If you live in the vicinity of Mark Cline, you do on April Fool's Day! As I was picking up my daughter from dance, I asked him if he was responsible and he wouldn't admit it but I can't think of who else has such an awesome sense of humor around here!

Other practical jokes I played today were setting my daughters clock ahead one hour and waking her in a panic because she was late for school. I loaded a cabinet with balloons so when my husband opened it they all fell out at him. A block before we reached our house, I pretended we ran out of gas and made the kids get out and walk. Then I started the car and drove by yelling "April Fools!" It was fun being the prankster and not the prankee! I bet I'm in for it next year!