Maybe I should have studied harder in math...

apparently,  I don't understand percentages or something.  When you rent a t.v. series on dvd, each episode is 42 minutes long, that means on t.v., there are what, 18 minutes of ads every hour. 

Here's the part I don't understand. When you are flipping though the channels to find something to watch, it's all ads. Shouldn't you land the show more often?

poor, poor, tortured girl

Yesterday Roxy had to go to the hospital to have some dental work done under general anesthesia. It was sad to see her so scared and confused when she was waking up. But other than that there were some funny moments.

The night before, she was in the bathroom talking to herself, making a checklist of things going to happen the next day.

"wake up, check.

get dressed, check

go to the hospital, check

get tortured, check"

No lie, she had the calmest voice- just a list of things to get done. 

Lovin' being outside

This is my sister April with her cute little guy, Tyson. Yesterday we went to Gardner Village, it was so cute with all the witches, but it was so crowded, we weren't the only ones with the good idea to go.

I love that kid.

I love this picture. Roxy needed to do her reading homework and Ben volunteered to help her. (Notice Roxy's mismatched shoes, she is such a gypsy.)

Try not to notice our messy back yard.

Look at their expressions!

a little strong

This is one of the walls in my craft room. It's a little much for most people, but I like it.

My backyard...

is very peaceful.

I just barely stepped out my back door to take this, I really like where I live.

The Killers = The Victim

Brandon Flowers on stage right behind me!!!!!

I know in some circles it isn't "cool" to like "radio music", (that's right Bigger Ben, I'm talkin' about you)  but I don't care. The Killers are my favorite band since New Kids on the Block.

I'm just braggin' here, but look how close we were to the stage. There were only three people between us and the railing.

Seriously, look how close we are!

I might watch to much CSI, because the whole time I just kept thinking, I am covered in other peoples' DNA.   (Is that the right kind of apostrophe on people? Is peoples a word?) The other thing I kept thinking was, I am WAY to old for this. We were standing up for like 5 hours straight. And people kept smashing into me. I swear I had so much body contact with strangers, I think I ought to get checked for an STD. At the very least I must've come away with the swine flu. Doctors would be smart to set up clinics outside venues.

Probably the funniest thing that happened all night was this teenage boy, who was there with his mom, was trying to complain to the security gaurds that the people behind him were swearing and calling him mean words and it was really hurting his feelings. He actually said that he might start crying if they don't start being nicer to him. And he looked like he might start crying. The security gaurd told him, you are at a concert, that kind of behavior is OK.  I couldn't help but want to ridicule him at the same time as feel sorry for him, and his mommy.