I'm really just 3 ducks in a man costume

Carmen Sandiego, Waldo, Lounge singer. Good times

There are Halloween parties, but i will not be attending them. I am a giant wuss and there is no way I'll be able to stay up to par-tay. I'm actually too sleepy to finish this entry.

Night all!! I'll see most of you tomorrow.

desayuno

Exactly what wine goes with pancakes?

Jo and I took a meeting at Lynns to discuss your Christmas presents. Since I've been asked several times, here is what I want for Christmas:

Cash.

Cash or gift cards. I want to buy a new stereo for my car and new speakers. The stereo works fine, I just want to get one that I can hook my ipod up to without having to have that big honkin' wire dangling down from the dashboard & the speakers are the factory set, which makes them 11 years old. They cut out from time to time and are starting to fart out when I play music.

I know that cash is a lame gift, so gift cards from kroger or target would also be acceptable. We can use those whenever we go grocery shopping and I can put whatever we were going to spend on groceries towards the stereo.

I know this is a lame gift idea, but we're going to Switzerland next year so I can't just go spending money willy nilly on car stereos.

Just push down on her stomach.... he'll come out.....

This is a building of condo's that we were interested before we decided on the place we ended up buying (our house... you've probably seen it.)  We never looked at these condo's because they were not for sale when we started looking at places.  Their loss.

I'm trying an experiment.  I'm letting my peanut butter and honey sandwich "soak" overnight to see if the honey gets in all of the little cracks and holes in the bread & makes it all crunchy.  That would be awesome.... unless it ends up covered in hair. Then it would suck.

funny joke that Jo made today:

"You're in jail on your son's birthday? How white trash!!"

Happy Birthday Aiden. It doesn't seem like 3 years have gone by since we came to your mothers aid, hung out at her house for a few hours, then left before anything happened.

You look like you did in 1998.

"James!!!! YOU GREW HAIR!!"

No, Internet. I didn't. Granted, my head is still growing the thick, luxurious mane that you would all strangle your parents to have, I still chose to chop it off.

Paige noticed that this wig gets around almost as much as she does so it would be a good idea to look out for lice. Having no hair for them to cling on to, I am not worried.