I am auf to the Australian Pink Floyd Show concert of The Wall

TTFN, bitches!

Best Understanding Of The College Student

Shana was all frenzied the other day when I came from work to pick up The Swiss Miss. A cult had invaded their school courtyard and was handing out leaflets and fliers and crying on about the dangers of homosexuality, premarital sex, marijuana use, and a bunch of other things (No, this is NOT the place where I hand out the "Best Understanding Of The College Student" award). They grabbed her, but she ran away. She then got a text telling her to come outside. She did, and an awesome protest had started, with college students throwing condoms and such at the cult. The police showed up and started milling about, snickering when the college crowd screamed something clever and lewd back at the church members.
Shana's college is well-known for being, well, scissor happy, ifyaknowwhatI'msayin. This has given Dad and I endless material for lezzie jokes at Shana's expense (as if we needed them, even Shana admits that we are hilariously cutting and very, very clever), and does NOT make for the best environment for hate mongers to come in and start spewing their crap. An example from Shana:
Hatemongers: "Homosexuality is evil! All gays should be stoned!"
College Kid: "Marijuanaaaaaaaaaaa!"
College Crowd: "Whewwwwwwwwwwwwt!"
This went on for several hours. Then, Shana told me how the police finally ended it, and I sat in awe at the sheer geniousity of it all.
They all got together...and ordered pizza. Then they had it delivered to somewhere else on campus. Then...THEY ANNOUNCED IT TO THE CROWD.

And all the college kids left and went and ate the pizza. Whim wham.
These guys need awards.

Ok, let's be fair and look at the other side of things.

The Best Birth Control In The World

This has been my life. For two days. All day. All night. All. night. Every half hour. All. night.

Please excuse my severe ugliness and my lack of webcam skills. All. night.




Over and over. Two days. Twice as loud. In my ear.

My eighteen month old is

THREE FEET TALL. And she weighs twenty-five pounds.