William had a pretty good party. I ended up bringing a child that couldn't stop talking. He drove me crazy! I personally think it was awesome that he had both his parents and one of his Grandma's there. Divorce happens but there is no reason why we can't deal with each other. We had it at Pizza Hut and I was shocked to see a benifet that was being held for my Aunt Judy who died. It's not something you expect to just see. I guess it's just a reminder that extended family are just people who you once knew. A lot of my fond memories of a kid was hanging out at my aunts house but I guess we out grow them. It's kind of sad. Well, anyways Will had a nice party and Tad won money on a ticket so the pizza bill was paid for.

Wish William a happy birthday!!! He is 15 today!!! Bring him presents now! :)

This is how Tyler feels about books. Or maybe we can use them in a fire to stay warm. Or we can feed it to the dog or let the bunnies have them as toys. Bunnies got to play ya know! :) Actually, I am just having fun. Google images are very cool. Tyler is very into reading and trying to learn. He would rather do it on his own time and not on demand. But hey are we all not like that?

Tyler is a very smart boy, but he learns a little different than most kids. He needs lots of extra help. I feel that the school system has failed him. He really could have used one on one help to get some basics down to suceed in these higher grades. Not only did they not give him the extra help, but they just push him to the next grade if he is ready or not. For those who really know Tyler, knows that he has worked very hard and has come so far. Well I am not giving up. Tonight, he started some tutoring through the Life Center for free. It's one on one help. I hope this is what Tyler needs to keep moving forward with his education.
I personally think the no child left behind act, should be some children fall through the cracks, because we are too busy testing and filling out forms to notice the children in the crack. So, wish Tyler some luck as he hits the books.

I feel like a bad pet owner. I put one of my bunnies on craig list. He can't be inside, because he pee's on the floor. He litterly sprays on the floor instead of in the cage or his little box.

Today, is Veteran's day. My husband is a veteran and so I decided to do something extra around the house. So, I cleaned out the fridge. I took it apart and cleaned it. Dear husband, I am sorry, but you have to put it together. The pieces are not going back together. Opps.

When you occasionally have a really bad day, and you just need to take it out on someone, don't take it out on someone you know - take it out on someone you don't know…]

I was sitting at my desk when I remembered a phone call I had forgotten to make. I found the number and dialed it.
A man answered, saying, “Hello.”
I politely said, “This is Jason Braemore. Could I please speak with Rachel Carter?”
Suddenly, the phone was slammed down on me - I couldn't believe that anyone could be so rude.

I tracked down Rachel's correct number and called her - I had transposed the last two digits of her phone number. After hanging up with her, I decided to call the 'wrong' number again…

When the same guy answered the phone, I yelled, “You're a scumbag!” and hung up.

I wrote his number down with the word 'scumbag' next to it, and put it on my speed dial. Every couple of weeks, when I was paying bills or had a really bad day, I'd call him up and yell, “You're a scumbag!” It always cheered me up!

When Caller ID came to our area, I thought my therapeutic 'scumbag' calling would have to stop. So, I called his number and said, “Hi, this is John Smith from the Telephone Company. I'm just calling to see if you're familiar with the Caller ID program?”
He yelled, “NO!” and slammed the phone down.
I quickly called him back and said, “That's because you're a scumbag!”

One day I was at the store, getting ready to pull into a parking spot. Some guy in a black BMW cut me off and pulled into the spot I had patiently waited for. I hit the horn and yelled that I had been waiting for the spot. The idiot ignored me. I noticed a “For Sale” sign in his car window… so I wrote down his number.

A couple of days later, right after calling the first scumbag, I thought I had better call the BMW scumbag too.
I said, “Is this the man with the black BMW for sale?”
“Yes, it is.”
“Can you tell me where I can see it?”
“Yes, I live at 1969 West 35th Street. It's a yellow house, and the car's parked right out in front.”
“What's your name?” I asked.
“My name is Don Hanson,” he said.
“When's a good time to catch you, Don?”
“I'm home every evening after five.”
“Listen, Don, can I tell you something?”
“Yes?”
“Don, you're a scumbag.”
Then I hung up, and added his number to my speed dial. Now, when I had a problem, I had two scumbags to call…

But after several months of calling them, it wasn't as enjoyable as it used to be. So, I came up with an idea. I called Scumbag #1…
“Hello.”
“You're a scumbag!” (But I didn't hang up…)
“Are you still there?” he asked.
“Yeah,” I said.
“Stop calling me,” he screamed.
“Make me,” I said.
“Who are you?” he asked.
“My name is Don Hanson.”
“Yeah? Where do you live?”
“Scumbag, I live at 1969 West 35th Street, a yellow house, with my black Beamer parked in front.”
He said, “I'm coming over right now, Don. And you had better start saying your prayers.”
I said, “Yeah, like I'm really scared, scumbag.”
Then I called Scumbag #2.
“Hello?” he said.
“Hello, scumbag,” I said.
He yelled, “If I ever find out who you are, I'll…”
“You'll what?” I said.
“I'll kick your ass,” he exclaimed.
I answered, “Well, scumbag, here's your chance. I'm coming over right now.”

Then I hung up and immediately called the police, saying that I lived at 1969 West 35th Street, and that I was on my way over there to kill my gay lover.

Then I called CKVU Channel 13 News about the gang war going down on West 35th Street.

I quickly got into my car and headed over to 35th Street.

There I saw two scumbags beating the crap out of each other in front of six squad cars, a police helicopter, and news crew.

Now I feel a lot better…
I have to give credit to www.joe-ks.com

Tyler got hit in the bread basket with a flying pumpkin!!!! Too Funny!!!! I am a naughty Mommy for laughing at my kid's pain. Also, in wrong job, because old people are always trying to fall down.

My new client is starting to feel up to going out to dinner. Yesterday, we went to Lino's. It reminds me of the times I went with Bob and Sandy. Tonight, we went to the u club. Again, it reminded me of Bob and Sandy. I really miss them. They were like grandparents that I never had. I hear Sandy lost her mind and can never return home and Bob is so depressed and misses her.

I got to see ultrasounds pictures of Jennifer's little tiny baby girl. They look so real. I asked her if she has ever seen pictures from back in the day? Damn that makes me sound old.

The new milford Fire department is having it's annual pumkin smashing day. It's free and fire men are hot!!! I mean they do such a great job. It's a pretty good thing that my husband doesn't get jealous about my love for firemen.

Jennifer said that I need to blog, but I don't have too much to say.

Let's see, I did pick on my poor dog. I bought them both a bone and shadow just sits by his and watches over it with his life. Except, for when he goes outside to pee. So, I hid it from him. Yep, I am picking fights with my dog. It was so funny! He was searching for it and I was laughing. Tad was hitting me, because I was being mean to him.

Tyler is starting to get a little better in math. That's a good thing. Thanksgiving is coming up! Who wants to get together for dinner? And who wants to be the turkey? I am broke, but I have been able to see my kids more. So, it's all good.

Oh, I forgot to mention that I almost killed my brother of a heart attack. I was giving him a ride home and the road curved and my van kept going forward. Damn. I need to get a refund! If my brother was a cat. I used up one of his lives. Meow!!!