It’s ALL ABOUT ME!

I just this minute realized that in 10 days, Christopher will have to register for The Draft. My tiny fat little baby boy will have to register! That thought terrifies me on all kinds of levels that I cannot even fathom at this moment. A few that spring to mind are:

First: Is my son really old enough to have to register?
Second: What if they reinstitute the draft?
Third: How can I consolidate the fact that the US needs armed forces and the fact that I do not want my son to be part of it?
Fourth: Boy, I’m getting old!!

And on and on…….

Has Sue abandoned her blog? She hasn’t posted in ages! Of course neither of us are ever as good at blogging as Jimmy, but he gives us inspiration!

Sue! Where are you????

Last Thursday, Jennifer was merrily on her way to school. Ok, she probably wasn’t merry about it, but she was on her way to school. Actually, she was already at the school in the parking lot. She was waiting on a parking space to clear when WHAM! — a girl in a brand new Mustang backed out of a different parking space right into Jennifer’s car. Poor car.

Being that it was in a parking lot, the police didn’t come. The Mustang girl called the police, but after waiting around for 30 minutes, decided to cancel the police and go on to class. She and Jennifer had already swapped all their information by then, so it was ok. Before going to her class, Mustang girl told Jennifer that she “knew someone” who would fix her car for free — that she didn’t want it on her insurance. Jennifer, being the smart girl I raised just listened to the girl, told her good bye, then headed off to Kay’s office. Kay helped her call the claim in to the insurance company.

I think it will all turn out well. The insurance office has already contacted Jennifer and an adjustor (sp?) is supposed to to her work today and make a report.

Here’s Jennifer’s left side and her car’s left side:

As I said yesterday, I could be in Gatlinburg having the time of my life, but I’m stuck here at home. Since there’s nothing much to do, Sue and I had a little fun with Jimmy’s blog. As I said in the comment section of his blog, here’s the original HOAX POST as seen on his page yesterday:

Coming out of the Closet

I’m coming out of the closet, but not in the sense you think. I’m professing to the world my belief in the paranormal. As a youngster in Alabama, there were happenings in our house. I didn’t want to believe them, but I have come to understand they were true.

There were footsteps heard in the upper floor when no one was there. Many times there were unexplained sounds. My sister once witnessed an old woman in her room (my room), but I didn’t believe her.

Since living in Pine Gulch, I have become a true believer. We moved into our house several years ago. I’ve never told anyone of the happenings here, but I’m ready to now. Shortly after moving in, things moved all by themselves. One day I came home to find the books on my bookshelf scattered all aross my office. A few months later the keyboard to my computer was found behind the toilet in my bathroom. Of course this was creepy, but I thought it was my wife and girls playing jokes on me.

The last incident made a believer out of me. I was in the bathroom the other night when the lights went out. This happens sometimes, so I didn’t worry. I went on about my business when suddenly a light appeared in the mirror. To my great disbelief, I saw a woman dressed all in white. She was very pale and had long flowing hair. The woman stared at me as if possessed. She began slowly turning in circles repeating something I couldn’t quite understand. The area behind her came into focus and I didn’t believe what I was seeing. It was a tombstone — just behind her. This was impossible. Freaking impossible. I slowly stood and flushed, hoping to scare the visitor away. The tombstone came into focus, and I could just barely make out the name. This was truly unbelievable. The name on the tombstone was SALLY CARTER!!!!

I’m really glad Jimmy has such a great sense of humor. I bet HE wishes I were in Gatlinburg this weekend too!

I could be in Gatlinburg right now. Yep, I sure could. Some friends of ours went to Gatlinburg and invited us. Unfortunately, we didn’t go — not my choice. I sure wish we were there. I’m sure they are having great fun.

I had a great post typed up about last night’s game, but then my page locked up and I lost it. Anyway, it was a great game and I’m sorry Jimmy missed it.

Of course this didn’t affect me personally, but I’ve been following the story of the trapped miners in West Virginia. I was very upset this morning to hear that all but one of the miners died. What’s worse is that the families were told (through an obvious miscommunication) just the opposite and believed all miners survived but one. My thoughts and prayers are with the families of the miners, the rescuers, the rescuer’s families, and the entire community.

I’ve been off work for so long that it’s going to be hard to go back to work today. Counting weekends, I’ve been off work for 10 continuous days. I’ve gotten quite used to sleeping until I wake up (usually early, however), staying up as late as I want, and generally doing what I want! I keep telling myself I would get incredibly bored if all I had to do was stay home all the time. So far, I’m not listening to myself! I wonder if Wilson will miss me?

Yep, I’m certifiable. Crazy. Looney. Coo-Coo. Insane. For those of you who say “tell us something we don’t know”, I have proof. Just see what we let Jennifer get:

After months of Jennifer wanting a puppy, Jim and I finally decided it would be ok. I mean, hey — what’s one more dog in the zoo? She picked the cutest little Jack Russell Terrier. We don’t know her name yet (the puppy, not Jennifer!). At first it was going to be Patches, but is now either Chloe or Sadie. That’s as of 30 minutes ago — it could change again at any time!

What does Wilson think? Just look:

HAHA! Really, Wilson and Otis like her. Sunny, of course, could care less. As long as Patches-Chloe-Sadie doesn’t come near her, she’ll be fine.

Of course now I feel guilty because about 4 years ago, Christopher wanted a puppy and I wouldn’t let him have one. Is there never any end to a mother’s guilt? Sigh…..

Anyway, I think she will be a fine addition to our zoo, er, house!

That’s right — Who cares about the NFL when there’s college football? Are you ready for some football? You bet I am — college football. Guess I’ll just have to wait until tomorrow. Sigh.