We went to the fall thing on Saturday! Click to see the slideshow.

My Grandma and other family came today for dinner cuz they're gonna be in FL for Thanksgiving. It went smoothly which is saying alot in my family. The girls didn't take a nap so they were ripping and roaring through the house like the monkeys they are. My dad and my uncle took turns filling their mouths with Reddi Whip topping from the jumbo can after they ate the Pumpkin Crisp. (There is really alot to be said for families that feel open enough around each other to spray Reddi Whip into their mouths. That is something most people do in the middle of night in front of the refrigerator immediately after glancing around to make sure noone's watching them.)

Ah, the Pumpkin Crisp. What a fantabulous super easy recipe I made for the first time today. You must must make some. Do you want the recipe? I figured maybe somepeeps do and some peeps don't so if you do, click here to see it.
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Speaking of Thanksgiving, I said to my mom last month, "We should have Thanksgiving at my house this year. It's big enough for everyone." Every week or even few days now someone new gets added to the list which now numbers um, let's count...
Me
2 kids
My mom and dad
Bob and Sue
My sister, hubby and Ava
Her hubby's parents and their moms
Her husband's brother, wife and kid
Barbie T. (I hope. wink wink)
My aunt and uncle and her brother from MD

That's 21. Shoot, I say let's go for 30. The more the merrier-ly maniacal. I love big noisy family type gathering with lots of food and festivities.Do you wanna come?

xok8

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I didn't say anything about this before because I was just sitting around obsessing in a nervous fashion and praying really hard until something happened, but today I got SUPER DUPER news.

I found out in the middle of September that due to several factors like the fact that my ex pays no child support for example, the girls were possibly eligible for free health insurance through the state. At first I was all like, yuck, state health insurance, but then I was like, dude, I'm paying 800 DOLLARS A MONTH for health insurance for them thru my job so if I got free health insurance then I could actually pay all my bills and be able to have money to save and stuff. Then I looked at the insurance and it's much better insurance than I'm paying for, plus dental too.

When I first applied (Sept. 15,) they said it would take 7-10 days after receipt to process. I called after a week and they said they hadn't gotten to it yet. I waited 48 more hours. Called again. They said the same thing. I kept calling and calling every few days and got the same answer. Finally, after 35 days, I called and they said they needed more information. I faxed that in the same day. Waited longer and longer. Two days ago I got a letter saying I was denied because I didn't send my extra documentation in on time!!!??? I was completely devastated and mad. I sent everything in on time, and they were the ones who took forever.

My first reaction was to call and go ballistic, but then I decided to wait over the weekend and just pray about it. Today, I got a big envelope from them saying the girls are approved! How that happened- first no- then yes, all within 2 days is totally a God thing.

This is such a big weight off my shoulders. I don't consider us poor by any stretch but 800 bucks is alot of money when you're not getting any child support at all. Now I only have to pay 5 dollars for any doctor visit and 5 dollars for any prescriptions, and 25 dollars for ER or other hospital visits for them. And it's regular Anthem insurance, not even Medicaid.

Thank you GOD! Hoo-rah. I totally can't even express how wonderful I am feeling now, after a long long week.
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Tomorrow my mom and I are taking the girls to a big fall thing a local nursery has with music, food, hayrides, and cool stuff like that. It's supposed to be a great day tomorrow too-sunny and a little nippy- perfect autumn pumpkin weather.

Hopefully fun will be had by all and pics will be taken. Hope it's good weather where u r too!


The monkeys imitate hoppies. (bunny wabbits)

xok8

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Okay I was reading Southern Living last night. Yes, I read Southern Living. It's the bomb. If you're a Yankee or some other odd species maybe you have never heard of it but the recipes are muy excelente.

Anyway, check this recipe out. At first I was all like, what? But then the more I think about it, the more intrigued I become.

Ice-cream Bread

Prep: 5 min., Bake: 45 min.

"This two-ingredient bread is terrific any time of day. Pop it in the oven while you're preparing supper, or serve it for afternoon tea. If you are lucky enough to have leftovers, toast a few slices for breakfast and serve with butter and jam."

1 pint (2 cups) ice cream, softened
1 1/2 cups self-rising flour

Stir together ice cream and flour, stirring just until flour is moistened. Spoon batter into a greased and floured 8- x 4-inch loaf pan. Bake at 350 for 40 to 45 minutes or until a wooden pick inserted in center of bread comes out clean. Remove from pan, and cool on a wire rack.

Note: Batter may also be divided evenly between 2 greased and floured 5- x 3-inch loaf pans. Bake at 350 for 20 to 25 minutes or until a wooden pick inserted in center of bread comes out clean.

Yield: Makes 1 (8-inch) loaf

Bizarre or delicious? I would tell you but I have neither of these things in la casa de monkey. Someone should make this, right? Plus, it's great any time of day and you have to love that.

When I was about 5 minutes down the road today, I called my house to tell my mom something and she told me someone had just called there to say school was cancelled today bc we had alot of rain and wind here in Monkeyville last night. I guess the backroads were flooded or maybe trees had fallen? I dunno. Either way I was so disappointed that I would not be able to teach my lesson today, as it was to be the introduction of the conjugation of regular -ar verbs.

HA! Yeah right. Hoo-rah- I was off today- with pay. Oh yes. Thatsa nice.

The monkeys were adorable this morning but they refused to nap this afternoon, so from 5 on they were bad with a capital B-A and D. As you, know, sleep deprivation is the leading cause of toddler temper meltdown, especially when your sister switches lollipop flavors with you against your will. Ay, the drama! Not to mention they wanted to drink all their hoppy juice before they ate their dinner and got agitated when I took it away. (Hannah's new fave saying is "No mama, don't do dat.")

Yes, you read that right, hoppy juice. What's wrong with you, you never heard of the hoppy fruit from which hoppy juice is sqwuzzen? Me neither. That's what they call chocolate milk because the bottle has a hoppy on it.

Here's what little angels look like.




These picture was obviously taken in the a.m.

Here they are at approximately 6:30 after having no nap.




Needless to say, mummy had to put her widdle pumpkins to bed earrrrrrrrrrrrrrly.

Ah, the sound of silence.



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...you will dig this new fangled government thang I read about today. No, it's not anything free, but yet still cool. Just in time for Christmas,boys and girls, you can get your very own perfectly legal genuine US postal stamps personalized with YOUR PICTURE. Yes, perhaps you have seen it already, but humor me and act surprised anyway. There's a bunch of companies that do it too, here's one.



ps if you're not down with that, the new christmas stamps this year are the bizomb too.



pps only 2 comments on the last post. i know you don't want to tell me how wacked it is for my kids to have 11 pairs of shoes, but that's ok, I already know.




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The girls' shoes usually stay scattered throughout the house and I have to hunt to find them. This is partially bc I take them off wherever they come in and partially bc they pick shoes up and disperse them randomly. Today during their nap I decided to track down all 4 of each set and put them in one place so they're easier to find. It was at that point I realized how many shoes they have. "Is there something wrong with this?" I asked myself. "How many kinds of shoes does the average toddler have?" In reflecting on these questions I examined each pair and came to the conclusion that they need more. HA! Kidding. I just can't stand the same sneakers with every outfit, so sue me. Would you like to see them? Great, I thought you would.

I would just like to preface this viewing by saying that I do realize it's not me that has the problem, it's other people who don't understand who have the issues to deal with.













A couple of peeps have emailed me and I will tell you my follow-up opinion on Halloween this week too, but not right now.

The poop writer has not been apprehended. (See previous post.)

One more pic- the front of my house- I love fall. I do believe I can honestly say it's my fave-o-rite season.


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What I do when I look around the house and see about a million things I need to do:

Get on the computer
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Tuesday I had an appointment over where my sister lives and it was her bday so since she teaches school, my mom and I went by there and surprised her by bringing her HUMONGOUS senior portrait (which she hates) from my mom's hallway to show to her students. She had no idea we were even gonna be in the area which made it even better. I was hoping it would embarrass her, but it didn't, or at least she didn't reveal her emotions. DARN IT!

I got to go to my ab favoritist store, TJ Maxx. Yes, I do know that is is beyond sick to be shopping for Christmas doodads and knickknacks in October but the stuff is such a good deal that really, if I didn't, it would be horribly irresponsible of me.

The highlight of my shopping experience there was finding Christmas dresses for the girls exactly like I wanted for their holiday pictures. They're just like this but red corduroy and the smocking is Santa and the sleigh and stuff. Guess how much??? 19.95 each. ROCK ON! You have no idea how hard it is to find 2 of same thing in the same size. FYI I'm obsessed with smocked kids' clothes- I think it's the cutest. Of course if you don't have kids you probably have no idea what I'm talking about but that's OK. As a matter of fact I like just saying the word "smocked" or even "smocking." Smocked. Smocked, smocked, smocked.

Oh yeah and I got them new shoes bc Kohl's was having a buy one get one free sale. They're kind of like this but lighter brown and cuter, of course.

Latest middle school drama- there is a poop writer on the loose. Some kid wrote on the bathroom wall with poopoo yesterday. He wrote "CLEAN." Go analyze that one. Someone coined the phrase "poop writer" so that's what the kids have been saying. "Who do you think is the poop writer?" "Did you hear about the poop writer?" And here I thought only toddlers did stuff like that.




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The whole apple thing can't be sanitary.


Okay, I was debating on whether or not I should write about this. I love all my online friends and with this topic I could tick some off and they would never return to Monkeyville, and then other peeps could think I'm a big wacky Bible beater and never come back. So since I've never been one for keeping my mouth(?keyboard) shut, here we go.

I know this is a very sensitive topic for some, and for others you've probably never given it a second thought. Halloween. I never even looked at it from any other viewpoint than- it's a silly holiday where people dress up and get candy, have parties maybe, where you stick your hands in peeled grapes and pretend they're eyeballs...

...until I became a Christian. Why would that make a difference, you ask? Well, many Christians look at Halloween as evil disguised in a happy costume carrying a candy bucket. The point made by them is that the roots of the celebration are based in the Occult, Satanism, religious (nonChristian) Celtic festivals and Neopaganism. Therefore, since the day is evil, it is wrong to have anything to do with it.

True, the majority of Americans think that's a big ball of wacky baloney. Why else would stores be filled with candy, costumes, scary noise making thingies, and motion activated mummy dolls? Halloween is actually the third highest grossing retail holiday, after Christmas and Easter. It's obvious that Americans dig Halloween. Adults get to dress up in crazy costumes and party; kids get to consume massive quantities of sugar. I remember vividly coming home after trick or treating and dumping out our plastic pumpkins to count and divide up all our loot. What could possibly be so bad about that?

Ask conservative/fundamendalist Christians. The general point of viewfrom this perspective is that Halloween is derived from an ancient Celtic/Druid festival of the dead, and to participate in Halloween is to serve the devil. Along those same lines, they also add that "Pumpkins were cut with faces representing demons and was originally intended to frighten away evil spirits,"
and "The various activities traditional to Halloween are mostly associated with the idea of obtaining good fortune and foretelling the future. Samhain was a time when it was customary for the pagans to use the occult practice of divination to determine the weather for the coming year, the crop expectations, and even who in the community would marry whom and in what order." And so on, and so on, and so on...there is a evil shadow over each of the Halloween traditions we know, they say, and use alot of reference sources, including the Bible, to back up their point.

"So k8, tell us, what's your point of view on this!" you demand impatiently. "Wait juuuuust a minute, please," k8 responds jovially.

Before I was saved I celebrated Halloween exuberantly. I had this opinion:
People who are against kids looking cute and having fun are straight up crackpots. (That's probably your take too.) But I can see both sides very clearly.

I am the kind of person who likes to form my own opinions about issues. I like to hear all sides of an argument and I want the nitty gritty intellectual evidence to convince me about something. When I started learning about Christianity and its' ways and the Bible, I started questioning the celebration. I read alot of websites like this and this and this. That was several years ago.

Lately, due to some discussions with friends both in and out of church, I have been led to seek more and more info about Halloween from a Christian perspective. I have been reading alot about it from all points of view. Here's a nonbiased factsheet I came across. I have read alot more writing like those first websites, and I have also read some new websites that charge that Christians can celebrate Halloween. I think this one is the most detailed argument on that position. I also went to a Christian website I have found to be straight up Biblical and intellectual- here it is. (short and sweet but a concise read)I always go to carm.org when I have any Christian questions I can't find in the Bible- this dude knows his Scriptures. Of course, just like with anything, folks with a different point of view can fire back with responses to the contrary.

Well, if you're still here this far and not bored out of your gourd, maybe you want to know what I think after alot of prayer and reading and thinking and considering alot of stuff.

I'm not telling you right now. I want to know your thoughts, dear reader. All opinions are welcome here, as long as you're not a meanyhead.


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..on Mimi's front steps.

So being the nosy person that I am I always look at those boxes they have in stores and restaurants that have a pencil tied to them and entry blanks you fill out. Most have a picture of some tropical locale and promise a free ski vacation to the winner. ( if you will just fill out the form and include your name, address, phone number, fingerprint, shoe size, social security number, etc.) I normally scoff at them and say "HA! They'll never get me to fill THAT out."

It was probably about two months ago when I was going in a smaller locally owned grocery store and I saw box that caught my eye. It was an ad for vintage children's portraits like this. Enticed by the thought of my adorable children dressed up like that looking even MORE adorable than usual, I put down my name and number. I forgot about it.

2 weeks ago they called and said they were coming to our area today and were scheduling appointments. It was 9.95 per kid sitting fee and included one free 8x10. They would provide all the old fashioned wardrobe, props, etc. How could I resist???? I set an appt. for 4:15, which would give me lots of time to get them ready after their nap and they would be perfectly rested and content and wonderfully behaved children. Bwah ha ha!

I had been prepping them for like 2 days, telling them we were going to go play dress up and say "Cheese" and if they were really good and did what the nice picture man said to do, we would go to Pizza Hut and then go get a lollipop, which are their 2 latest obsessions these days. (Yes I bribed my kids -so what it worked.)

I honestly didn't think it would work cuz if you remember- like last Christmas, or last week even- just trying to get one good pose out of 'em is like pulling teeth. They normally sense that I reeeeaaaaaally want them to be still and they make it their mission to do just the opposite. Last fall I tried to do a cute little pic with fall leaves and these precious autumn outfits they had and Lily ended up karate kicking the photographer directly in the old pumpkin patch when he picked her up to try to pose her.

However, with highest hopes I put them down at 1 for their nappykins. They always fall asleep right away when I put them down. Today? No way Jose. Nuh-uuuh. Hannah refused to fall asleep after 5 attempts and she was keeping Lily awake too, kicking, talking, and generally being pesky. So when it came time to go, Bob and Sue came over to help and the girls hadn't slept a wink. I said "Well this should be interesting." They said "I feel sorry for the photographer- he really has no idea what he's in for today." Normally no nap= crank city.

We got to the place on time and had to wait maybe 15 minutes but that was fine bc we had to choose the outfits. In one set they were wearing oversized Oshkosh overalls with the legs rolled up (bare feet) and various hats, props, etc. In the others they have on plain white oversized cotton sleeveless old fashioned looking dresses and long strands of pearls. He had alot of cool old looking props like an antique typewriter, birdcage, antique telephones, suitcase with labels all over it, chairs, ladders, bicycles, and lots of hats, flowers, boas, and stuff like that.

I was looking forward to another wild session like we always have where I'm wrangling them to sit still for one second together, but when he started they were like no children of mine. It was like robots or aliens had taken over their bodies and they were just being quiet and doing everything the guy asked them to do. He put them in lots of different poses that I never would have imagined them doing and .....they stayed! It was so unbelievable. It was like he would tell them to sit down, stand up, move a certain way, hold the phone a certain way, and they would just do it. It was like nothing I had seen before. I was so happy and I know the pictures are going to be absolutely prrrrrrrrrecious! Christmas presents- all done. I will hold my breath though til the 28th which is when they're supposed to be back. With my luck the roll of film will be lost or dropped in a vat of something groty at the lab and get ruined.

Epilogue: As soon as we got in the van the real Lily and Hannah emerged from their cocoons and when we got home they proceeded to whine around and wreck the house as usual. They're baaaaaaaaack.
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"I want the hall to look like you're in a circus tent so I need to figure out a way to do that. "
I was tagged by Stephen at Wild Olive Branch to do a meme where you go into your 23rd post and take out the fifth sentence. I was talking about decorating for the monkeys' 2nd birthday party which was a circus theme. That was last February. You can see the pictures here if you want. It was a smashing success dahling. I tag Christi, Renee, Judy, justamom, and Geannie when her blog comes back.
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Dude. My day started off in that cruddyMondayIcan'twakeupkindofway. Then when I was in my third period class at my first school which was like 10:45, they called me from the office and said that at the other school I go to at 11:30, something had happened and they had no water so they had to close the school for the day and send everybody home so I could just be off at 11:15. I was so so so very 'appy. (scottish accent) I came home and got in my nice little cozy bed cuz my kids were at the babysitter's anyway and snoozed for like 2 hours then got up and computerized for like an hour. That rocked.
On a whinier note, my comment numbers are low since I started back blogging. Yet, my stats are the same? You know, comments are like hugs to k8 and right now k8 is not feeling really warm and fuzzy. I don't care what anybody says, if they say comment numbers are not important that's a big fudge covered fib. "What could be the matter?", I ask myself quizzically. Does my blog smell bad? (sniff armpits) Please don't think I'm paranoid; I'm only sharing this with you because we're close like that. ::mwah::

School tomorrow afternoon or still no H2O?
More or less comments now that I've whined about it?
Paper or plastic?
White or wheat?
Diet Coke or Diet Pepsi?

















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Stacy was home this weekend with the Baby Starlet Ava E. who is so freakin cute I can't stand it. We had our first attempt at dressing them all in same outfit to get their pics taken. Bwaah ha ha! Realistically this will never be a legitimate possibility until they're in college. Yet, we press on. We made plans for a formal photo session in the not so distant future involving matching fluffy Christmas dresses and other outfits involving scottish tams with doggies on them. Oy vey-mongous Batman. I had to bribe the girls with lollipops before lunch to make them sit down but Ava's not yet at that bribable stage so there was diva drama brought on by a hungry tummy and cousins who were squeezing her hands so hard they crushed her widdle fingers. We call it "Assaulted with Luuuuuuuuuuuvvvvvvvvvvv." They have a tendency to hug squeeze and otherwise adore each other to the point of pain or forcing the hug recipient to the ground in a sumo move.

Bottom line: cuteness to the third power.


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Dude. I am sooooooooo out of the loop on what makes adolescent people tick. These kids are like in their own little universe. For instance, I had no idea that if you are a skater or surfer or like one of those kind you have to wear these shoes. And if you are straight up hip hop you have to wear these. And everybody has to wear Tshirts that say things like "I think you're tractor's sexy" (girl) or "I poke badgers with spoons." (boy) Or "Let's Focus On Me." (girl) And paaaaleeeze do not even think of wearing jeans that actually fit you, make sure that if you're a girl they're too small, and if you're a boy they're too big.

I guess if I went to the mall and shopped at the cool stores I would know about these things. As it is, I can barely recall the last time I saw the inside of a mall.

In other unrelated planetary news, my kids are so bad these days. They yell, cry, whine, trash the joint, and shred anything they can get their hands on if I don't give them 100% attention as soon as I walk in the door. I know it's because I'm gone every day now whereas with my old job I was gone only 4 days a week, even though I would get home later. No discipline known to humankind phases them either. You can try to reason with them, give them time outs until forever or spank their butts, it makes no difference. I am at wit's end.

Please God let this be a phase or let me have some sedatives, or both if possible. Amen.


PS On a brighter note MY NEW HEADER ROCKS THE BLOGOSPHERE. Echo is the coolest. In case you didn't know she makes the absolute best looking photo greeting cards I have ever seen. And what else would be cuter than your kids (or dog even, or your cat in a Santa outfit) on a Christmas card? My Christmas cards she made last year were so beautiful. And the birth announcements are precious.You have got to go there right now and check it out.

Student: How do you say________ in Spanish?

Teacher: (responds with appropriate word)

Student: (exhales heavily) Gaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaawd. Shoot. Why don't they just talk normal??? That don't sound nothing like English.

Hmmmm, let's see...since I talked to you last I have settled into my new job. At first I was not digging the 20-25 minute drive in the morning since my old job was 3 minutes from my house, but I'm in the groove now. It gives me time to collect my thoughts for the day, listen to news or whatever's on the Christian station- a good financial program normally comes on. The afternoon is not so bad because I come back to my home school at 11:15-11:30 then at the end of the day it's like 8-10 minutes to home. I get reimbursed for gas mileage.

Since I'm teaching all Spanish One there's no brain strain; I actually enjoy planning the lessons. I stopped teaching before bc of the administration but it's much cooler here, especially since I'm the only Spanish teacher. Before when I taught, I had this militant Spanish department head breathing down my everloving neck every 5 seconds seeing what I was doing wrong.

Also, the schedule has been great for my diet too. I have cut out between meal snacks 100% because I don't have time, and I never used to eat breakfast but now I'm having cereal each morning. I don't know about you but I don't like wimpy airy cereal. I want a cereal so heavy the box weighs like 10 pounds. Chex, Cheerios, etc- too light. I want something with like twigs and sticks and big unidentifiable nuggets that you have to gnaw to chew. Oh yeah, and raisins are good.

So far I have lost about 12 pounds give or take and I just now started exercising so I'm hoping things will progress a little faster.

Autumn is arriving here in Monkeyville. The days are still warm but the nights are getting chilly willy. Soon the leaves will be a-changin' and it'll be "pumpkin weather" as I like to call it. It's my favorite time of the year. Just cool enough for long sleeves but not too too cold. The girls asked to go get "punkies" this weekend so we went to the farm/garden center place where they have the sheep and horses and that was a fun little family adventure for them.

Thank you for all the niceness in comments and emails to me. Although I enjoyed the little break I missed the camaraderie and I am glad to be back here at the Monkeyville Ranch. Now all I need is a new template (cough, Echo, cough cough) and I'll be good ta go.

BTW in case you didn't read it b4 my new email is two_wild_monkeys@yahoo.com. Verizon bites and they wouldn't let me keep my same address.

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xok8

The girls' "Aunt Sue and Uncle Bob" have now moved into my old house which is across the road from my new house. What does this mean?, you ask. It means there are 2 whole people who adore my children and spoil the living crud out of them and who want to babysit any and every time I ask, heck, most times they ask, dwelling just (approximately) 30 paces from my front door. It's a parents' dream come true.

Last week they went on vacation to Cherokee NC and TN somewheres, and among the 57 pieces of memorabilia/dolls/shirts/hats, etc they brought the girls were these cowgirl outfits. They were made by Indians on the Reservation which is a little twisted if you think about it but hey, they're making money so whatever.


Bob and Sue are also responsible for the shirts they're wearing which do indeed read "Mighty Lil Methodist." Oy vey.

I don't even know where to start back so I'm just kinda jumpin in here kids. The water feels fine.

xok8

Oh yeah something else I've been thinking of lately is the fact that a whiles ago I was de-blogrolled from a blog I really dug. My little feelings were hurt. When I asked I found out that the reason is something like "your blog isnt really spiritual/ Christian enough for me and all the other people on my blogroll are like super intense spiritual seekers...blah blah."

You know, things like that, the "I'm a really hip intellectual intense Christian check me out I'm like, existential in a Jesus way" are the reason alot of people get turned off towards Christianity. It's like, to make some people happy and get them to like you, or to convince them you have deep thoughts, you have to be having stormy intellectual inner battles constantly (that you blog about.) It's a modified version of teenage angst with a twist of Holy Spirit. I do have my intellectual God thoughts, but I also have a job and 2 needy toddlers, and a sense of humor, so whaddaya do?

gug.

Sometimes I like things uncomplicated, so sue me.

Dude, the eagle has like, landed.

Now I have to think of something to write about.

Oh yeah I have a new email address now.
two_wild_monkeys@yahoo.com
Have your people type something to my people, k?