Gobble, Gobble

Happy Thanksgiving!!!

A sad tale to tell

The king is having a midlife crisis.

How do I know?

The princess was looking at mopeds online the other day and the king SHOVED her off the computer (not really, but you know what I mean) and started looking. Next thing you know, he's telling me he just put a bid on a snazzy, silver moped.

And not just any moped, either. This baby has speeds of up to TWENTY miles per hour. That's right, baby. SPEED!

The item still had 5 days of auction left so he and the princess waited...and waited...and waited.

Alas, with 2 days left, the king decided he didn't really want the moped, hadn't thought it through, buyers remorse, mid-life thingy on hold...

"Too bad," I replied a little snottily. "You have entered into the EBAY contract (theme music to Jaws should be playing now). A bid, once placed, can not be undone." He came up with all kinds of plans to renig. But I wasn't going for any of that as he'd bid using MY user-name! I can't have my good Ebay reputation tarnished!

Alas, he was the high bidder. Our shiny, new moped--with speeds of up to TWENTY miles per hour (incase you didn't catch that the first time!) will be here in the week. The king assures me he'll ride it to work...just as soon as it's licensed, insured, and he gets himself a helmet.

I guess I should be glad he didn't see a Harley there--or maybe I should be unhappy--at least he might look "COOL" on a Harley. Ain't happenin' on the moped!!

Driftin' Along with the Tumblin' Tumbleweed

Oh how I wish I had a photo to prove it.

We had a terrible wind storm blow through Sunday night and all day Monday/Tuesday. My neighbor's truck caught on fire at 4:00 am on Tuesday morning (I'm not quite sure how that happened, something electrical), but he called the fire department, and we didn't even hear the sirens whaling because the wind was so loud! Scary. Luckily, the fire didn't spread to the field the truck was parked in front of (directly across the street from me), his house, or my house. We're very lucky, because those winds were fierce.

Along with the wind and the fire, came the tumbleweed. It's an on-going battle, and we laugh when they invade a neighbor's yard and not ours. Well, they were laughing at us Tuesday afternoon. I kid you not, our entire front porch was FULL of tumbleweeds. Ten feet high and 6 feet square--or whatever my porch measures!

A neighbor brought the prince home from school (because I was at school late with the princess), and he couldn't get through them to get in the house. He called me later to tell me he was back at the neighbor's house. It took the king and the kids over 15 minutes to dig it out later and haul them across the street to the empty lot! Unbelievable!

We had a little more wind last night so that the tumbleweeds are no longer in that lot. I'm not sure where they went, but they aren't in our yard either! Don't get me wrong, there are plenty more in our yard, but they were already there before last night! Go figure.

Does anyone out there know what a tumbleweed really is? What was it before it died, dried out, and started drifting????

Halloween

It was a night like any other night at the White House. George and Laura were celebrating Halloween quietly until George got a wild hair...(so to speak!)

Check out George dressed up like Steven Tyler of Aerosmith and George dressed up as Kotter from Welcome Back Kotter!

Happy Halloween!

Birthday funny!

The king and I went to have lunch with the princess today in celebration of her birthday. I invited another boy from her class to sit with us as he was his birthday too. We were talking about parties, gifts they hoped for, and whatnot when I asked the boy what kind of cake he was going to have.

He promptly and confidently said, "German Shepard."

"What?" I was sure I'd heard him wrong.

"German Shepard."

Now totally confused he said, "You know, the kind with the coconut."

"Oh," I said, "GERMAN CHOCOLATE?"

A smile slowly dawned on his face and he said, "Oh...yeah."