I shall deem this, Follow Up Tuesday. I would have waited for Friday because Follow up Friday sounds swanky, however, it’s 10:52 a.m and I’m desperate for something to write, as in, today. Bear with me, it’s the best I could come up with (good lord, I have 9 more days, and words are getting thin)
I found the book Waiter Rant online thanks to the kind arrows a few of you left for me on this entry Blogs To Books~ Now, if I had dear Miss Kindle2 in my possession, it would have already been zapped via insta-gratification through the Kindle airwaves, but since I am still without ultimate book coolness, I have to wait until it arrives in the mail from Amazon. Thank ye souls of mucho information.

Bandon Hiding her Head From the Camera
Bandon, my sweet and shy Golden Retriever is great. She’s still ducking from the camera like it’s going to laser her from afar. My black lab Sako is still feigning deafness on a daily basis and as much as I’d like to be just as stubborn, it simply doesn’t work when she’s wandering down the street. The 3 cats are still reigning Queen Beeotches around here and the Shit-Zoo is still unexplainable.
Yes Chris, Robert is Tall. He’s 6 foot 5 inches. He passed my pre-set height requirement for Husband consideration. Not that I’m height racist, swear, it’s just when it comes to other halves, I didn’t want the guy I’m with eye level with my breasts. Call me crazy, but us ladies have a hard enough time keeping men’s focus off that area, hence, my guy needed to be tall enough to look me in the eyes first, then he can look down.
NO! I haven’t pushed the Damn Button, Rebecca of little technology faith is FEARFUL ~~~ I am still holding out. I tried to get Heather, of solid faith to be the guinea pig and push her athulupa button, but evidently she’s already upgraded. I also offered Heather a dollar to figure out how to get rid of those gray bullets that annoy the hell out of me over to the left, but evidently I need to sweeten the pot because I’m still waiting. 2 dollars? (smile and you know I’m kidding! Ehh, but seriously, I’ll give you 2 bucks)
Thank you to those who went and voted for Provocation of Mine (d) at the bloggers choice awards. Much appreciated!
In case you were wondering what the ultimate decision was about the lip ring and potentially modified daughter. Let me tell you. After a good pow-wow, which both teenage daughter and Mother resisted any and all eye rolling, huffing, puffing and glares. It was decided that if Shelby would still like a lip ring at age 18, more power to her. But at this point in time we settled on double ear piercings. I’m good with that. By the way, I tossed out the entire making out theory you all had. Worked pretty damn well if I might say so myself. You all deserve a pat on the back! Well done. Parents unite!
Ok and lastly, this is for Mary who nudges in the most subtle ways. Like a bat upside the head (kidding darlin, kidding)
