Funny Monday
The thing about my only daughter...the only girl from my gene
pool...the little lady in my life...well I'm am a close third in the
line for here affection...well I'd like to think it's close...see
GRANDMa is most definitely A--#1---Premium--first choice...Daddy
claims all her daily affection---then yours truly...now that we see the
order this funny Monday should make sense....Emme saw Chaucer in the
whilst i prepare dinner back carrying device & decided that she
too needed to be relocated to a position upon her Father...he gladly
accepted and the result was quiet a funny looking three year- old-in-
moby &

the most Joyful duo

and I am embarrassed to admit...a little bruised mommyego...it could have been me...i carried her for 9 months inside and another 9 (at least)externally..huh..this really isn't funny...sorry maybe you have something to add that is indeed FUNNY MONDAY material!!

Fwd FRIDAY: Simple Economics

i am often forwarded many interesting emails...sometimes they make me cry sometimes they make me laugh those i would like to share here...some i delete upon reciept...i hope you enjoy fwd Friday

Understanding Economic Systems a simple explanation Traditional Capitalism You have two cows. You sell one and buy a bull. Your herd multiplies, and the economy grows. You sell the herd and retire on the income. Socialism You have two cows. You give one to your neighbor. Communism You have two cows. The State takes both and gives you some milk. Fascism You have two cows. The State takes both and sells you some milk. Nazism You have two cows. The State takes both and shoots you. Bureaucratism You have two cows. The State takes both, shoots one, milks the other, and then throws the milk away.. Surrealism You have two giraffes. The government requires you to take harmonica lessons. An American corporation You have two cows. You sell one and force the other to produce the milk of four cows. Later, you hire a consultant to analyze why the cow has dropped dead. AIG Venture Capitalism You have two cows. You sell three of them to your publicly listed company, using letters of credit opened by your brother-in-law at the bank, then execute a debt/equity swap with an associated general offer so that you get all four cows back, with a tax exemption for five cows. The milk rights of the six cows are transferred via an intermediary to a Cayman Island company secretly owned by the majority shareholder. He sells the rights to all seven cows back to your listed company. The annual report says the company owns eight cows, with an option for one more. You sell one cow to buy a new president of the United States, leaving you with nine cows. No balance sheet provided with the release. Then the public buys your bull. A French corporation You have two cows. You go on strike, organize a riot, and block the roads, because you want three cows. A Japanese corporation You have two cows. You redesign them so they are one-tenth the size of an ordinary cow and produce twenty times the milk. You then create a clever cow cartoon image called "Cowkimon" and market it worldwide. A German corporation You have two cows. You re-engineer them so they live for 100 years, eat once a month, and milk themselves. An Italian corporation You have two cows, but you don't know where they are. You decide to have lunch. A Swiss corporation You have 5,000 cows. None of them belong to you. You charge the owners for storage. A Chinese corporation You have two cows. You have 300 people milking them. You claim that you have full employment and high bovine productivity. You arrest the newsman who reported the real situation. A British corporation You have two cows. Both are mad. AHH...SO THAT'S HOW IT ALL WORKS...huh

I believe that banking institutions are more dangerous to our liberties than standing armies. If the American people ever allow private banks to control the issue of their currency, first by inflation, then by deflation, the banks and corporations that will grow up around [the banks] will deprive the people of all property until their children wake-up homeless on the continent their fathers conquered. The issuing power should be taken from the banks and restored to the people, to whom it properly belongs. Thomas Jefferson, (Attributed)3rd president of US (1743 - 1826)

in which I rejoice in my childrens love of whole grains

Whole Grain & Soy Pancake Recipe

1/4 cup soy flour

1/4 cup cornmeal

1 cup milled whole grain flour

2 Tbls honey

1/2 tsp salt

1/2 tsp baking powder

3/4 tsp baking soda

1 egg ( can sub flax seed)

2 cups vanilla yogurt

2 Tbls olive oil

ENJOY !!

my kids think these taste like cookies & will happily eat them without syrup

in which i see a spy

this a.m. it was requested that i make pancakes...the thing i know about the mornings i make pancakes is that the amount of time consumed making them is just too much for the kids to handle...see they awake hungry, no that is too gentle a word i think in this case RAVENOUS is a palabra better suited for my children's A.M. sentiments

after threatening a few times that i would never make pancakes in the morning again if they didn't stop.......{insert anything they know they shouldn't be doing, if you fail to think of anything insert hanging on the ceiling fan.........ugh} I noticed that I was being watched......then the sweetest voice called out PEEK-A-BOO and the shade parted...i took a picture and well i may consider making pancakes again......maybe next time i will provide the natives with an

amuse-bouche

In which the Author forgets a green filled holiday.....however thanks to the world wide web is reminded just in time

HAPPY ST PATTIES

i am off to create some kind of celebration for my young

i think i'll start with this

FUNNY...you know the rest....

so this funny Monday may require a bit of a back story

our "home"

came with solely three locking doors

the front door ( as can be expected)

the general bathroom

and the

master bathroom

hmmm....

do you see that there is an important door lacking lockage???

yes the master bedroom door was without the necessary equipage to keep the queen & king of the home safe from unwanted or unexpected visitors in the occasion......well that being said

the Mr. swapped the handle from the master bath to the master bed door

upon our pilgrimage to what we affectionately call " M201"

now we find ourselves in the present

...yesterday

after tucking my babes in for a long Sunday nap

I relieved myself (pardon the full disclosure)

and upon

exiting...well trying to exit

I found that the door would not open

now I know as well as you that the master bath has no lock on the door

so my heart began to race

I tried the door again

nothing

so

I did what any wife in my situation would do

I called out to my beloved to release me from the room to which I found myself confined

no sooner did I call out than the door knob turned

the door flung open

and I found my dashing Husband

rolling on the floor...laughing with such vigor I felt the babes may awake from the slumber to which they had so recently been sent

and then I realized......

in a related incident

I took Jaxson out on a date the other evening, there he informed me that after he is babtized he will no longer tease.....well maybe a little, said he.....just like my Dad!

The post in which it becomes clear...the repercussions of napping whilst the eldest boys remain awake!

"look what game we just bought on the wii Mom" these are the words
which awoke me from my mid-afternoon doze...now the tricky part of
motherhood, you see I love super Mario bro 3...I used to play daily on
this new fangeled contraption they called a Nintendo when I was a wee
lass {a little of the Irish in me is sneaking in...I think it has been
brought on by my failure to dye my red roots back to midnight...but I
digress} so when I awoke my first statement was of course was very
"good mom" ...you know you shouldn't purchase games without asking,
and such... Then I saw what game it was that had ALREADY been
purchased via my visa...and I...well in the interest of full dis closer
I played for a...well let's just say I still got it...it was great..my
young cheering me on ..awed by extensive knowledge of the In's and
outs of each level....I guess what's done is done right...why not
enjoy...(and remove my saved credit card info, just to protect myself
from any more '90's throw back purchases.. You know what I mean;))