Kilgore Trout

Yep. Steve and I agreed a long time ago that as long as they don't stay in prison for too long, and that whatever ails them can be treated with modern prescription medication, we weren't half bad parents. LOL

Ah, I brag about my kids all the time. But I'm also honest about their quirks and goof-ups. For instance, at one function Steve and I attended, we listened to a bunch of parents brag incessantly about how far ahead of the learning curve their kids are. After a while, they looked at us and asked about our kids.

I looked at them and said, "Well, two of them eat mud, and the older two can't stop touching themselves." Steve nodded in agreement.

This was a while ago, but still.

I love my kids, but as wonderful as I think they are, they're still weird.

LOL

Sorry, this was out of left field. Tyler just picked me up like a baby, carried me to the upstairs couch, and said, "Mom, go take a nap."

All right, now he's bugging his little sister again and all is right in this world.

Yeah. He's a jerk. But he's my jerk.

Look at it this way. He's just not capable of being nurturing at 3:30 in the morning. Kinda like how I'm just not capable of being rational when I'm hormonal. We all have our limitations, as disappointed as I am to say that.

Besides, it takes a real jerk to understand and appreciate a royal ***** like me. I mean, you understand me, right?

Ha! If only the kids would want his deep booming voice in the middle of a thunderstorm.

It was one of those moments when only mom will do. But I have to say that I'm roping Steve in to doing an anti-rain dance so we can be sure to get some sleep tonight. AND, he's fixing dinner tonight. :yes:

Tired today. Got hardly any sleep because we had a storm move in that woke the whole family up. Daughter scared and wanted to curl up in the basement. Son hid in his closet. Dog made a mess on the floor. Husband went back to sleep while I was up with everyone else. Good times. LOL

I doubt I'll be in the mood today to throw down. So expect melancholy from me.

Or quadruple your efforts.

I'm just saying.

Well since I win most everything against you (of course only truly meaningful things unlike Tetris), I have to say I have you beat by a mile. You're just really creepy and annoying. I ruin people's entire lives.

Sucks to be you.

I am a one-of-a-kind, aren't I? :hug:

So are you. You pull of creepy and annoying extremely well! It is a rare gift, indeed. :clap

It wasn't my shoe. I wear cute shoes, and I threw a muddy boot at you.

Yeah well you think I beckon you every time I throw a shoe at you.

*throws shoe and waits to see if you think I'm flirting*

Great. Now you really are stalking me.

Oh. I'm surprised you haven't mentioned yet your life's mission of achieving the high score of Tetris on an online religious education forum. Honestly, that mission deserves a kick in the pants alone.

You should be inspiring people through your uncanny and annoying gift of sarcasm.

I tried putting blue streaks in my hair. Doing that required me to bleach the streaks white, but my bleach kit apparently wasn't strong enough to whiten my hair, so now I have dark blonde streaks and blue hair color sitting unused on the bathroom sink. For now I'm looking at my blonde streaks as a happy accident.

And with Tyler and Dana home, I've been adjusting back to fielding questions on Sonic the Hedgehog, comic book characters, airports, and how to make ice cream cake (none of which I'm at all knowledgable about.

In other words, life is back to it's usual hectic pace. You doing good?

This morning, Steve put in his Stevie Ray Vaughn DVD, and subsequently found me watching it in tears because of how Vaughn grabs a hold of my heart and rips it out. I think indulging in blues music has been all together very cathartic for me at this time of the month.

Wow - sounds like a pleasant surprise - nice when things turn out better than expected. I'm on way out for the night, but I just wanted to shoot youa quick hi. later

I had a GREAT time! I was worried because I wan't sure the venue where Shepherd was playing. And if the concert was outside and on the outskirts of the city, then I assumed the crowd would be overwhelmed by the more rural folk (i.e. country fans).

But it was in the heart of the city, and we had not just the good ol' boys around, but die-hard blues fans all around. And my pseudo-gypsy look didn't get me in trouble. And Kenny Wayne Shepherd shredded something fierce on the guitar!

He ended the show with his version of Hendrix's "Voodoo Chil' ". Great time, great time!

The eighth? Right?

I guess you'll be finding out soon enough if the country music natives find out I'm only there for the beer. I'll be on the "Missing Persons" FBI list at the local Sam's Club, if that happens. So keep an eye out.

Have a good weekend. I'm out. :hug:

They're loud, but mostly harmless. I'm going undercover, though, so that I don't stand out too much. I just bought and ripped up a cheap t-shirt that says "Born Free" on it with the colors of the American Flag. I might be able to pull it off and blend in a little.

BTW, nice pics. Something tells me you like Vegas for some reason.

Ooopsie. Cross posted.