Oh, I pictured you as younger.......


;)


And Jen's does look painfull, doesn't it? :eek: Ouch is right!
Who threw that ball???

Speaking as a former custom framer, there's a lot that goes into framing. Each project can take a lot of time to accomplish. Especially if it's a place that knows what its doing.
Framing posters suck. They're so big. That's why dry mounting them first is vital. (I know that I just set myself up for KevyBaby, but it's the truth.) :D

Greg is just outside of the shot, about a foot a half back, repeatedly hitting my head at close range with the ball.

How romantic? :D


No one in my office has anything for me to do. I am so freakin' bored.
:(

LOL That is what I thought, too. Why aren't they showing pictures of you kicking his butt? 'Cause that must have happened....unless you are a better sport than I.....;)

I am no pro framer {nor do I dry mount my posters, I use double sided tape} but I can say it is HARD. It is frustrating to put it together and then hang it and the picture is crooked. I have framed quite a few posters/collages and I know there must be an easier way.

Well. It doesn't help that kitty likes to play with my projects or if I find cat hair in the finished product.....

I was trying out for a Busby Berkeley film - or to be on the Olympic Water Ballet team.

So. My chickie invited me and the boys to come up with her and her beau for Friday the 13th.

One son has to work and the other doesn't want to miss school. {whose kid is he anyways???? I'd take the day off for a cliffhanger soap....}

The next scheduled day is Halloween. The Boy doesn't want to miss that day either. WTH?

Today is my older sons birthday. I must go and pick up supplies. Regularly to feed just the guys in the house is a big job but now a bunch of young men? Better put the leaf in the table....

Oh. And...at work yesterday a woman/guest was having a bad day and I said to her and a co-worker sounds like a Disneyland ditch day to me! And they BOTH said what an awful idea. :eek: :eek:

What??? I said you have got to be kidding. She said that she had four kids and had been there enough. I told her that was the problem, ditch the kids and go alone. She said again, she'd had enough. I told her that if you go without your kids, you don't have all of that 'noise' that gives you the headaches {I wanna do this, I don't wanna do that, I want this, give me that, I hate that, I don't wanna use sunscreen} and it is wonderful.

*sigh* and you can look at all of the other people having problems with their kids and say 'whew, not me!' and the ones enjoying their kids and remember the good times with your own.

Must work on that Boy....:evil:

Sons of bitches added ding dongs to the vending machine at work. Evil bastards, I can't say no to ding dongs!

It's called "desperately clinging to summer several months after it's over".

You know, this has all the makings of a Kevy Baby sig... :D

Summer. (Insert iSm "Bah" here.) Summer was like a month long here in Boston. I pity you all not.
:D