Ben and his co-workers have a bit of a fooseball obsession. They play at least once a day. The gentlemen at nVidia take it so seriously that they all had to buy their own balls to keep with them becuase they kept dissappearing!

One of the biggest issues that they have is that sometimes they go down and both the tables are in use. Today Ben found the answer.

I’m sure this in not nearly as funny to you as it is to me but I thought I’d share anyway. 😉

The Fountain of Youth

An Amish boy and his father were visiting a mall. They were amazed by almost everything they saw, but especially by two, shiny silver walls that could move apart and then slide back together again. The boy asked, “What is this, Father?”

The father (never having seen an elevator) responded, “Son, I have never seen anything like this in my life. I don’t know what it is.”

While the boy and his father were watching with amazement, a fat old lady in a wheel chair rolled up to the moving walls and pressed a button. The walls opened and the lady rolled between them into a small room. The walls closed and the boy and his father watched the small circular numbers above the walls light up sequentially.

They continued to watch until it reached the last number and then the numbers began to light in the reverse order. Finally the walls opened up again and a gorgeous, voluptuous 24-year-old blonde woman stepped out.

The father, not taking his eyes off the young woman, said quietly to his son….

“Go get your mother.”

Photo Review

Yesterday as Ben and I were dropping Cassidy off for school, her teacher asked if I could help them do some fish imprints this morning. I said ‘sure’. I guess ‘The Treasurer’ has her claws in me already!!

I took Cassidy to school this morning and a few other moms were there to help too. Mrs. Anderson took some time to expalin to the kids what they were going to be doing. As you can see, they are REALLY paying attention!

Paying attention.

Then we moms (who I think were really there for the ‘THE PTA IS DYING’ sales pitch) were taught by ‘The Treasurer’ the proper way to paint a rubber fish, lay a piece of paper on it and then lift it off successfully. You see, she has been doing this for 12 years now so she has it DOWN!

The 'THE PTA IS DYING' speech.

Under her watchful eye, we were QUITE successful at it!

Helping the kids.

It was a fun project and the kids really enjoyed it. AND, I got to meet a few more really nice moms who help out a lot so hopefully I’ll get to mingle with them next Wednesday at the Teacher’s Luncheon that ‘The Treasurer’ somehow managed to get me to agree to help at. Here are some of the masterpieces:

Fish Prints.

And then Cassidy went back to doing her school work like the diligent student that she is. (That’s her standing up talking to Samantha instead of doing her work.) 😕

Cassidy's classroom.

After school we came home and went swimming.


And then I mentioned to Cassidy that we should try to curl her hair now that it’s short. When it was longer we tried a few times and it would just never curl. It does now! I absolutely LOVE this haircut.

Curly hair.

Tied in knots!

Cassidy can tie her shoes herself now. It’s slow going but I know that if I blink tomorrow she’ll be doing it at lightening speed… because that’s how time seems to go when you have a child.

The baby is born… then you blink and they are walking. Then you blink and they are talking. Then you blink and they are tying their shoe’s. Then you blink and they want you to drop them off a block away from school. Then you blink and they want you to extend their curfew to midnight so they can hang out with the a smelly, long haired boy that you CLEARLY heard cuss the other day. Then you blink and they are moving out… then before you know it, you blink and they are tying YOUR shoe’s for you because you are all old and senile and you can’t do it yourself. And then…

Anyway, she’s getting too big to fast. *I* want to tie her shoe’s. *I* want her to have to ask for help because I’m the damn MOMMY!

Our psychologist would probably be looking at me right now ready to tell me to let her grow up. Damn them and their stupid degrees!! And damn him for making me relate to my mother!!

The Princess and the Haircut

I hate to say that Cassidy is the cutest little girl on the face of this Earth so I won’t. Cassidy is the cutest little girl in the UNIVERSE!!

Ben and I took her to get her hair cut today. At first she REALLY was NOT seeming into it at all. She had the most heart broken look on her face during the cut. When we walked out of the hair place, a random lady walking by with two little girls (also with short hair) must have seen that her hair was wet and said, ‘I LOVE your hair! It’s VERY cute.’

Cassidy’s eyes lit up and she got the biggest smile on her face and her mood did a total 180. Suddenly she was hyper and swinging her hair all around like she was on a Pantene photo shoot. It has, in one day, given her a huge boost of confidence and self esteem. I can’t even believe what a difference a simple haircut that she DIDN’T want has made.

And now for the actual photoshoot pictures: :mrgreen:

The Princess has short hair.

The Princess has short hair.

She insisted on a ‘Sleeping Beauty’ shot:

The Princess has short hair.


After the long treck to pick up Cassidy at the half way point and then taking her to see a doctor as soon as we got into town becuase her father could not differentiate between a yiest infection and a BUG BITE (Cassidy has the latter of the two I found out after worring THE WHOLE WAY HOME that she had the first) we finally pulled into home aorund 8pm.

When we walked in the door, Taco Bell in hand, I just wanted to vedge on the couch for the rest of the night but of course had way too much to attent to since The Princess was now back in the kingdom.

The first thing we did was listen to the the answering machine. Out of the blue, the treasurer of the PTA* (which is aparently a HIGHLY esteemed PTA position) called to ask if I could help out at the science lab the next day. It’s Ocean Week at Cassidy’s school and I’ve REALLY been meaning to become more involved with the school activities to meet more parents. So, when she asked me if I could help I said, ‘Of course, I’d love to.’ To which she responded, ‘Well, aren’t you a LOVE!!!’ It was then that I started to realize that maybe I should have thought this through just a little better.

So, this morning between 8:30 and 1:00 I was told every ounce of school/PTA gossip any one person that’s a part of the Montague PTA could ever dream of knowing. In between gossip bouts, I got to help the kids (3 classes at a time starting with Kindergarden and going up every session) make cute little sea life pictures using sand, glue and paper plates… Make sea star’s with Cherrio sucker feet… And fish ink impressions.

Helping the kids was an absolute blast. I had forgotten how creative the little guys can be. And the look on Cassidy’s face as she walked into the cafateria and told EVERYBODY WHO WOULD LISTEN, ‘There’s my mom!! HI, MOM!!’ was a far greater feeling than I could have imagined.

The *FEEL the IMPROTANCE of her title* treasurer *did you feel it?* told me that 95% of the PTA parents are parents of 5th graders and unless some parents of younger children get involved, there will not BE a PTA next year. I don’t think I could even impress upon you the absolute horror on her face as she told me this. She then went on to tell me what an fabuluos PTA secretary that she thought I’d make. Ummm, Hi. You met me 30 minutes ago. Let me dip my toe in the PTA pool before you FULLY SUBMERGE ME IN THE WATER DROWNING ME IN THE GUILT!

The bad part, I’m considering it. It *will* give me the opportunity to meet more parents and get to be involved in Cassidy’s school more which I really want to do. I just don’t know that I can deal with the drama, PTA drama no less. And let me tell you, there seems to be no lack of it!! I dunno, I guess I should sleep on it a few nights and see how I feel. I’m already planning on going next monday to help set up for Teacher Appreciation Day so if I can manage to make it through that okay, I might give it a go.

On an off note, I wish I had a camera to take the picture of PTA Treasurer when one of the little girls caught a glimpse of my tattoo and I suddenly became the coolest things since SLICED BREAD! hahah I’m evil.

*Known as this point forward as ‘PTA Treasurer’, as not to incriminate myself. Heaven forbid, she find my blog!!

Troy (The Epic, not the Idiot)

We went to see Troy last night and I went in really not expecting a lot out of it. It hasn’t been getting the GREATEST reviews, and being a HUGE Greek mythology buff, I was expecting to be dissappointed. I was surprisingly delighted with it.

I really think the hype behind Brad Pitt being the star of this movie was WAY opver-rated as Eric Bana TOTALLY stole the show as Hector. He did a VERY good job acting and making me BELIEVE in him and what he was fighting for. Much more so than Brad Pitt did.

The story line, for the most part, generally followed what I remember reading. There were some and at least one major changes made but they were done for the sake of the movie and not THAT imposing on the story. Idon’t want to mention them here because I know that a lot of you have probably not seen it yet as this is the opening weekend.

Major dissapointment… Orlando Bloom. I really thought that he was a good looking guy in TLotR trilogy. I was excited to get to see him in another movie. Then I realized, without the pointy ears and the long blond hair, he’s really rather palin looking. *See’s the wierdness in the last statement* I’m not saying I love elves, or that I’m into poiny ears… Oh, who am I kidding.

Anyway, ya’ll should go see it!!