dear computer

i hate you. if you were a person and if i had a gun you would be riddled with bullets, driven back and forth over repeatedly (it's my wildest dream to do this!) and then set on fire, and i would be faking temporary insanity in a police cell. but you really asked for it today, keep resetting and sorting by file name instead of by rating. that is grounds for murder in my book.

and shredded wheat minis are NOT a snack. no sireebob. and seriously... could our toaster burn toast any s-l-o-w-e-r-?-?-?

and how come on the very day the new library opens there wasn't a single book on rats, never mind photographing rats... sure, books on reading to bunnies, training your hermit crab and raising earthworms for profit but nothing on rats :|

i was sure the bike ride around the park would release the feelings of overall sassiness and malice from my system but alas it didn't help one bit, so i am going to sit in bed watching movies in a mint julep mask

our evening at the park - his birthday gift from Grandma. he loves it, thanks Grandma!

he was quite safe on the handlebars, honestly ;)


comparing smiles...pretending to be pigs... LOLing - what we do while our children play well with others (the others soon ran away...)

the lake that i am deathly afraid to ride my bike by, it veers towards danger and there is nothing i can do about it... i am sure it is possessed like James Dean's car was....