G-mo's newest facination

A few days ago I had some left over ice chips from a drink, so they were tossed into the sink to melt away. Moments later I hear a weird noise coming from the kitchen, I walk in to see G-mo smacking the ice around. He will sit and stare at it for awhile waiting for the right moment to pounce on it ( he is doing this right now as I am typing!) then he begins to smack it around but of course it is cold and wet so every couple smacks he has to stop and lick his paw for a minute or so. Then the boy is back at it peering into the sink and waiting to pounce once again.

And now for something completely random....

It's amazing what you can find saved on your computer. I was going through some pictures we have saved and found these. Discuss amongst yourselves (or in the comments). Enjoy!

Late Night Thoughts From Vons...

-- I think that girl walking in ahead of me may be a man.

-- I've got 10 minutes? I thought this place used to be open until 1am?

-- Nice. My cereal is on sale.

-- Do I need honey-mustard if I already have yellow, spicy, and horseradish blend mustard at home? Maybe I should be visiting the Mustard Museum with Bean.

-- Hmm...looks like I'm planning on breakfast at every meal this week.

-- I probably should have used more than just one handbasket.

-- Yep, that's definitely a man. There aren't enough dresses or makeup in the world to fix that.

While cleaning out my saved e-mails...

I came across one that my dad sent me while I was applying for the position I am currently in.

After being interviewed by the school administration, the eager teaching prospect said: "Let me see if I've got this right. You want me to go into that room with all those kids, and fill their every waking moment with a love for learning, and I'm supposed to instill a sense of pride in their ethnicity, modify their disruptive behavior, observe them for signs of abuse and even censor their T-shirt messages and dress habits. You want me to wage a war on drugs and sexually transmitted diseases, check their backpacks for weapons of mass destruction, and raise their self esteem.

You want me to teach them patriotism, good citizenship, sportsmanship, fair play, how to register to vote, how to balance a checkbook, and how to apply for a job. I am to check their heads for lice, maintain a safe environment, recognize signs of anti-social behavior, make sure all students pass the state exams, even those who don't come to school regularly or complete any of their assignments.

Plus, I am to make sure that all of the students with handicaps get an equal education regardless of the extent of their mental or physical handicap. I am to communicate regularly with the parents by letter, telephone, newsletter and report card. All of this I am to do with just a piece of chalk, a computer, a few books, a bulletin board, a big smile AND on a starting salary that qualifies my family for food stamps!

You want me to do all of this and then you tell me... I CAN'T PRAY?

Soon

I will be done with Parent Teacher conferences

I am going to need to have my wedding ring sized

I will be on Spring Break

I get to hang out with my Bubba

I will be asleep