Tulip's Tantrums

Mr. Movold took some great pictures of Braunt, Ryan and Tim at the Edmonton Eskimos camp game. Braunt is 44 yellow, Ryan is 23 green and Tim is 25 green. The easiest way to pick them out is by their gold Sting helmets. http://picasaweb.google.com/Movolds/EdmontonEskimoHighSchoolCampIntersquadGame?authkey=E8I6arBpgIg Enjoy!

I am so consistent! Started this message, got pulled away from the computer, and never got back to it. Oops! Braunt just got up for football this morning - 10 minutes late. He wondered why I didn't wake him up, but I didn't remember. Mostly, he's got an alarm or two. May long weekend already! This year is going even quicker than last. I'm glad to see gas hasn't gone up yet - $1.20 for regular is crazy!

Bob calls his buddy Steve, the horse rancher, and says he's sending a friend over to look at a horse. Steve asks 'How will I recognize him?' 'That's easy, he's a midget with a speech impediment.' So, the midget shows up, and Steve asks him if he's looking for a male or female horse. 'A female horth.' So he shows him a prized filly. 'Nith lookin horth. Can I thee her eyeth?' Steve picks up the midget and he gives the horse's eyes the once over. 'Nith eyeth, can I thee her earzth'? So he picks the little fella up again, and shows him the horse's ears. 'Nith earzth, can I see her mouf'?' The rancher is gettin' pretty ticked off by this point, but he picks him up again and shows him the horse's mouth. 'Nice mouf, can I see her twat?' Totally mad at this point, the rancher grabs him under his arms and rams the midget's face into the horse's twat, and slams him on the ground. The midget gets u

I never thought I'd see the day something I created visited 5000 times. Wow! Okay, now let's break this down for a minute: 5000 visits could equal 5000 minutes. 5000 minutes divided by 254 blog posts equals 19.685 minutes per blog. Which means ... where the hell am I going with this? In reality, my blog counter updates any time you refresh your browser. I make a lot of changes and THAT is what causes my counter to increase. *snap back to reality* WWMD? What's that, you ask? What would momums do? We could also go with WWGD? What would Granny do? If her family member hadn't talked to her for years, she would just show up on the doorstep and fix things then and there. *ytil aero tk cabpans* Life is just a bunch of gerbil wheels. Hop on this one, run and keep up or fall off. Sometimes being punted off is more difficult. When you should be on a 6" wheel MAX, but you thought you could handle the 12" - that just has pain written all over it. You skipped from the 2&qu