I blame the parents.

I ca't believe it either!

What Nightmares Are Made of.

UPDATE: Even better? He's a registered sex offender.

I don't think I'll ever be able to sleep again.

Roger Ebert is the man.

Seriously. I loved reading his article: "Why I believe in God."

Baby Hulk

I love kids. Especially when they belong to someone else.

The Internets Now Has Everything.

"Normally you wouldn't think an arsonist would be good at sex. Boy was I ever wrong!
Thanks Conjugal Harmony!"

Save the Date!

When? Saturday, May 2nd

Where? The Keathly Home

Why? To drink!!! I mean, to celebrate! Sarah is graduating from her master's program! Jesse will be in town! Lisa's birthday is on Cinco de Mayo! Also, I needed an excuse to buy a GIANT pinata. The only thing I need to figure out is what I am going to fill it with . . . besides the obligatory candy.

I'm sure at least one Facebook invitation will be generated, possibly three, but for now, mark the date!

Who wants to go camping Memorial Day weekend?

I do! I do!

Join us here. We will be staying in the campsites. We don't go for that fancy RV camping. Might as well just stay home, or crash in someone's trailer for the weekend. Shit, man. . . you don't bring a TV and microwave camping!

We do have an extra tent someone can borrow.

Note to self

You have a hard time with moderation.

You are a girl of extremes.

How am I doing so far?

Oh, yeah, I did pledge something, didn't I?

Hmm . . . yeah . . . about that, it's not going so well.

I have been stuffing my face with anything I want (insert joke from Jesse here).

BUT

I did go to spin class today and kicked some ass!

So, there is hope.