Thursday, November 29, 2007


Twas the month before Christmas, When all through our land,

Not a Christian was praying, Nor taking a stand.

Why the Politically Correct Police had taken away,

The reason for Christmas - no one could say.

The children were told by their schools not to sing,

About Shepherds and Wise Men and Angels and things.

It might hurt people's feelings, the teachers would say

December 25th is just a " Holiday ".

Yet the shoppers were ready with cash, checks and credit

Pushing folks down to the floor just to get it!

CDs from Madonna, an X BOX, an I-pod, something was changing,

Something quite odd!

Retailers promoted Ramadan and Kwanzaa

In hopes to sell books by Franken & Fonda.

As Targets were hanging their trees upside down

At Lowe's the word Christmas - was no where to be found.

At K-Mart and Staples and Penny's and Sears

You won't hear the word Christmas; it won't touch your ears.

Inclusive, sensitive, Di-ver-si-ty, are words that were used to intimidate me.

Now Daschle, Now Darden, Now Sharpton, Wolf Blitzen

On Boxer, on Rather, on Kerry, on Clinton !

At the top of the Senate, there arose such a clatter

To eliminate Jesus, in all public matter.

And we spoke not a word, as they took away our faith

Forbidden to speak of salvation and grace.

The true Gift of Christmas was exchanged and discarded

The reason for the season, stopped before it started.

So as you celebrate "Winter Break" under your "Dream Tree"

Sipping your Starbucks, listen to me.

Choose your words carefully, choose what you say

Shout MERRY CHRISTMAS, not Happy Holiday!

Saturday, November 24, 2007

Saturday Six

All photos taken on Thanksgiving.

Thursday, November 22, 2007

Saturday, November 17, 2007


I'm in the other room and Madison and Ian have Radio Disney on in the living room. A song comes on and they're singing in a really high pitch, kind of like the Chipmunks and Ian says "Who the heck is singing, it hears like a midget?" Madison pipes up "You mean it sounds like a little person?" (She's so PC, you know.)

Turns out it was Hampton the Hamster singing Hamster Party. Who the heck is Hampton the Hamster?

Tuesday, November 13, 2007

When I Was 14

I once woke up at 6:00 a.m. on a Saturday morning to watch the world premier of this video. How sad was I?

Monday, November 12, 2007

Dear Children

I love you both more than you know, but can you please stop bringing home the stomach flu? I have now caught it from each of you within 2 weeks. Enough already!

Sunday, November 11, 2007

Reasons I Hate The Komodo Dragon

1. Komodo's are reptiles. I despise reptiles of any type.

2. They eat carrion. (Carrion is rotting flesh in case you didn't know.) That's just gross.

3. Because they eat carrion Komodo's have a disease filled bacteria in their mouth. After they bite their prey it will get sick and die from blood poisoning within a day or two. This includes 12 humans in the last 70 years. (I don't have to worry about this as I never step near reptiles)

4. Komodo Dragons are cannibals, eating their young and occasionally their eggs. EWWW!

5. Their teeth are large, curved and serrated and arraged so that the maximum amount of flesh can be bitten off and swallowed whole.

6. A large komodo can swallow a deer whole and then will lay around in the sun for a week, waiting for the animal to digest. That's just plain lazy. Maybe they should try chewing!

7. I am not an animal person. I care nothing about the habitat, diet, and location of any animal. Sue me.

8. Michael said that he's help Ian with his Komodo Dragon project, but for some reason I have done all the work and research. Plus Ian is sick with a fever and yucky stomach and hasn't been able to do much either!

Thursday, November 8, 2007

Saturday, November 3, 2007

Saturday Six

Taken this morning at Home Depot's Kids Workshop.