Remember that old nursery rhyme about the day of the week you were born? It goes like this:
Monday's child is fair of face.
Tuesday's child is full of grace.
Wednesday's child is full of woe.
Thursday's child has far to go.
Friday's child is loving and giving.
Saturday's child works hard for a living.
But the child who is born on the Sabbath day
is blithe and bonnie, good and gay
(in a non-homosexual sort of way).
I made up that last line, and I get extra points for making it rhyme.
Benji was born on a Friday. He is very loving, but not very giving, especially if it involves his cousin playing with the best shovel out in the dirt pile.
Simon was born on a Thursday. He is already more of a go-baby than Benji was. Simon just hangs out in the carseat, unlike his brother, who screamed until he fell asleep out of exhaustion for so many months that Dirk started referring to the carseat as "the torture chair." Simon also likes the stroller, and the breeze on his face when we're over at the park.
I was born on a Monday. Yep, me and Snow White. We're fair of face.
What day of the week were you born?
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Friday, May 16, 2008
Wednesday, May 14, 2008
Da Disney Princess
When I took this test ten years ago, I was Belle. I guess I've gotten dumber and sweeter over the years. Dirk, are you Grumpy, Sleepy, Sneezy, Doc or Dopey? Darn, who are the other two?
You Are Snow White!

Which Disney Princess Are You?
You Are Snow White!
Pure and trusting. You are a gentle soul who can get along with just about anyone. Everyone you meet instantly falls in love with you. How can they resist? You have a pure, lovable nature that's irresistable. Just don't trust everyone who comes across your path.
Which Disney Princess Are You?
Wednesday, May 07, 2008
Perspective
Sunday, April 27, 2008
Stupid Human Tricks
When my sister was a baby, she had an endless string of ear infections. Like any kid with a sore ear, she played with her ears. But once the infections cleared up, she kept playing with them. Eventually, the cartilage turned into tissue paper, and she has weird ears. Now she uses her ears to entertain small children, and liven up boring business meetings. Honestly, could you concentrate on customer service discussions with this going on next to you?
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