Happy (Belated) Easter, everybody!

It has been very busy but very fun around these parts, let me tell you. First of all, there was the Easter fun. The church had an Easter Egg hunt which the kids enjoyed:



Even the girlie, being older and more mature, participated, although she didn't run:



Even the big guy thought it was fun, although he didn't eat any of the candy. If you ask him, he says he's on a sugar diet! sheesh...



All three of them made out pretty good with the candy!



After all the running around, there was food to be eaten, of course. The kids had to decorate their own cupcakes, which wasn't a problem at all...



A few days later, the kids had this cool mini musical at their school and the little guy even had a little "rapping" part. Check him out!



The other two, being older, got to play some instruments.



We've been having a lot of fun these last few weeks and next week is Spring break, so stay tuned. Do you have any plans for Spring break?

Gosh, where did I put my...

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I found this commercial for women's panties from Canada and it made me laugh. I just had to share it with you. The girl's expression is priceless!

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An actual letter...

This is an actual letter from an Austin woman sent to American company Proctor and Gamble regarding their feminine products. She really gets rolling after the first paragraph. It’s PC Magazine’s 2007 editors’ choice for best webmail-award-winning letter.


Dear Mr. Thatcher,
I have been a loyal user of your ‘Always’ maxi pads for over 20 years and I appreciate many of their features. Why, without the LeakGuard Core or Dri-Weave absorbency, I’d probably never go horseback riding or salsa dancing!!, and I’d certainly steer clear of running up and down the beach in tight, white shorts. But my favorite feature has to be your revolutionary Flexi-Wings. Kudos on being the only company smart enough to realize how crucial it is that maxi pads be aerodynamic. I can’t tell you how safe and secure I feel each month knowing there’s a little F-16 in my pants.
Have you ever had a menstrual period, Mr. Thatcher? Ever suffered from the curse’? I’m guessing you haven’t. Well, my time of the month is starting right now. As I type, I can already feel hormonal forces violently surging through my body. Just a few minutes from now, my body will adjust and I’ll be transformed into what my husband likes to call ‘an inbred hillbilly with knife skills.’ Isn’t the human body amazing?
As Brand Manager in the Feminine-Hygiene Division, you’ve no doubt seen quite a bit of research on what exactly happens during your customers monthly visits from ‘Aunt Flo’. Therefore, you must know about the bloating, puffiness, and cramping we endure, and about our intense mood swings, crying jags, and out-of-control behavior. You surely realize it’s a tough time for most women. In fact, only last week, my friend Jennifer fought the violent urge to shove her boyfriend’s testicles into a George Foreman Grill justbecause he told her he thought Grey’s Anatomy was written by drunken chimps. Crazy!
The point is, sir, you of all people must realize that America is just crawling with homicidal maniacs in Capri pants… Which brings me to the reason for my letter. Last month, while in the throes of cramping so painful I wanted to reach inside my body and yank out my uterus, I opened an Always maxi-pad, and there, printed on the adhesive backing, were these words: ‘Have a Happy Period.’
Are you fucking kidding me? What I mean is, does any part of your tiny middle-manager brain really think happiness - actual smiling, laughing happiness is possible during a menstrual period? Did anything mentioned above sound the least bit pleasurable? Well, did it, James? FYI, unless you’re some kind of sick S&M freak, there will never be anything ‘happy’ about a day in which you have to jack yourself up on Motrin and Kahlua and lock yourself in your house just so you don’t march down to the local Walgreen’s armed with a hunting rifle and a sketchy plan to end your life in a blaze of glory.
For the love of God, pull your head out, man! If you just have to slap a moronic message on a maxi pad, wouldn’t it make more sense to say something that’s actually pertinent, like ‘Put down the Hammer’ or ‘Vehicular Manslaughter is Wrong’, or are you just picking on us?
Sir, please inform your Accounting Department that, effective immediately, there will be an $8 drop in monthly profits, for I have chosen to take my maxi-pad business elsewhere. And though I will certainly miss your Flex-Wings, I will not for one minute miss your brand of condescending bull shit. And that’s a promise I will keep. Always.
Best,Wendi AaronsAustin , TX

The price of Gas...

Holy Cow!!!

If it gets any higher, I'm buying one of those bikes that seats four. You know, the ones you find at Disney resort hotels and places like that where everyone pedals.

Seriously, though. I really would like to go to Washington DC with the kids, but I'm going to have to recalculate the price of gas into the vacation expenses and see what happens. Already I find myself staying in town instead of driving to Knoxville (about an hour away) because of the price of gas.

Have you changed your vacation plans, or even your daily driving because of gas prices?

The Sun will come out...

tomorrow (or so song goes.)

Yeah, I know. Over three weeks without posting. Sheesh! I'm such a slacker. I missed all you folks, though, so here I am again. What was I doing, you ask? More of the same, really, and a few new things. Still studying for an exam. I'm also looking forward to playing for a musical production of "Annie" coming up in April.

Then there's the planning for a mini-vacation with the kids for the Spring break. I was thinking Washington D.C. What do you think? Has anyone been there during Spring break? Too crowded? Let me know.




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On to a different topic; I listened to an NPR report that said that Americans change their religion (or denomination) quite a bit throughout their adult lives. I found this to be very interesting and so I pondered about the reasons for this. I was raised a catholic but now, I attend a protestant denomination. Why? That's a hard question to answer and even harder to answer without disagreeing with someone out there, so the short answer is that I took my religious education a lot more seriouly as an adult and looked for the right answers, or truths, and that led me to where I am today. (There! That's the best I could do to avoid insulting someone.)

How 'bout you? Have your religious views changed some? It's a good question.

On that serious topic, I leave you with a funny someone sent me a few days ago:

FOR CATHOLICS ONLY:

AMEN: The only part of a prayer that everyone knows.
BULLETIN: Your receipt for attending Mass.
CHOIR: A group of people whose singing allows the rest of the Parish to lip-sync.
HOLY WATER: A liquid whose chemical formula is H2OLY.
HYMN: A song of praise usually sung in a key three octaves higher than that of the congregation’ s range.
RECESSIONAL HYMN: The last song at Mass often sung a little more quietly, since most of the people have already left.
INCENSE: Holy Smoke!
JESUITS: An order of priests known for their uncanny ability to find colleges with good basketball teams.
JONAH: The original “Jaws” story.
JUSTICE: When kids have kids of their own.
KYRIE ELEISON: The only Greek words that most Catholics can recognize besides gyros and baklava. (For you non-Catholics it means Lord have mercy.)
MAGI: The most famous trio to attend a baby shower.
MANGER: Where Mary gave birth to Jesus because Joseph wasn’t covered by an HMO. (The Bible’s way of showing us that holiday travel has always been rough.)
PEW: A medieval torture device still found in Catholic churches.
PROCESSION: The ceremonial formation at the beginning of Mass consisting of altar servers, the celebrant, and late parishioners looking for seats.
RECESSIONAL: The ceremonial procession at the conclusion of Mass led by parishioners trying to beat the crowd to the parking lot.
RELICS: People who have been going to Mass for so long, they actually know when to sit, kneel, and stand.