Monday, September 11, 2006

Everything You Ever Wanted To Ask...

A little song, a little dance, a little seltzer down your pants

Mom, I love you and got 50 (pronounced FI-tee) Cent to write this for you:



Happy Birthday to you!
I just stepped in poo!

Happy Birthday dear Mom!
Let's go to the prom!

XOXOXOXOOXXOOXXOXOXOXOOXOXXOXOXOXOXOXO

Monday, September 04, 2006

Happy Labor Day!

Howdy.

I do hope everyone is enjoying Labor Day weekend. I'm immensely grateful for the additional day without class as I have a billion pages to read for three of my seminars. The fourth is a Monday course and we've not yet met.

Jeremy and I just returned from Houston. We enjoyed watching Tom Glavine pitch for the Mets in Friday's game against the Astros, courtesy my Grandpa Ed. :) :) :) We celebrated the wedding of our friends Dave and Averill on Saturday evening, also in Houston, but I have no photos to share.

I've been experiencing cell phone issues recently. The phone was lost for about three weeks before I got a replacement, and this weekend I forgot my phone charger. Errrrrr. At least I won't use too many minutes? I have now lost just about everyone's phone number since they were all stored in my old phone. My sister and I must share the "I lose cell phones often" gene. She flushed her phone down the toilet. I still don't have a clue where mine ended up. I did drop an entire set of xylophone bars down the toilet once. Then my mom made me fish all of them out.

Dinner anyone?