Tonight we went to get our
Christmas Tree.
It went just fine, thank you for asking.
But when we got home and I was looking at the picture that the kind lady took of our "family", I noticed
2 huge problems.
First, where is Lucy? No really. Where is she? Because I swear to goodness she was standing right in front of Josh and Michael. I even smoothed her hair down for the picture.
Second, who is that guy photobombing our family picture? (The one in the red rectangle.) Somehow we traded an adorable blonde little gal for a smart A teenage boy. Not a fair trade, friends and family. Not fair at all.
Not to worry. We came home with the girl and not Mr. Smartypants. oh, yeah, and one boss of a Christmas tree. Photos I am sure will be forthcoming.
Showing posts with label criminal. Show all posts
Showing posts with label criminal. Show all posts
Sunday, December 9, 2012
Monday, November 12, 2012
Ben....... I am your Mother!
Ben: Hey Mommy?
Me: Yes?
Ben: I heard they're making Star Wars 7.
Me: I heard that too. Except it's Disney not George Lucas.
Ben: Right! I just hope they don't mess it up.
Me: You and all the rest of the dorks out there.
BOOOOOM!
Happy Monday.
Sunday, September 4, 2011
What I'm Thinking About...
Don't you love it when a tame little dinner party erupts into a full-fledged Par-Taaay?! Oh. My absolute favorite. After a few glasses of wine - some steak (I don't even eat meat!) - a couple of beers - bread and butter - 2 pieces of Boston Creme Pie - a whole lot of laughter - some Euro stories out of Grant - the whole place busted a move to 1st Wave on Sirius. First up was the Violent Femmes "Blister in the Sun." These are the times that make histories.
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Friday, June 12, 2009
The Funniest Thing Ever.
So, I have a tool at the bottom of my blog that tells me what google searches landed a particular individual on my blog. I have seen people googling my maiden name - perhaps from high school? - and they get a glimpse of all this awesomeness! Yesterday I was looking through the google searches and found a particularly perplexing one:
"Sharon Steele Bankrobber"
While I know that I am not the only Sharon Steele out there, it still seems funny, don't you think? So I decided to google it myself - and sure enough a one Sharon M. Steele (which is my other middle initial) robbed 2 banks in Omaha, NE.
I don't have time right now, but I have a recurring daydream that I will one day become a serial bankrobber. True Story. I waffle between wanting to be a serial bankrobber or a cat-burglar. I tend more towards wanting to be a cat-burglar - because I am pretty sure that I would never get caught. Nevertheless, you can check out the story here: http://kansascity.fbi.gov/dojpressrel/pressrel07/bankrobberies030107.htm
I wonder what she looks like........
"Sharon Steele Bankrobber"
While I know that I am not the only Sharon Steele out there, it still seems funny, don't you think? So I decided to google it myself - and sure enough a one Sharon M. Steele (which is my other middle initial) robbed 2 banks in Omaha, NE.
I don't have time right now, but I have a recurring daydream that I will one day become a serial bankrobber. True Story. I waffle between wanting to be a serial bankrobber or a cat-burglar. I tend more towards wanting to be a cat-burglar - because I am pretty sure that I would never get caught. Nevertheless, you can check out the story here: http://kansascity.fbi.gov/dojpressrel/pressrel07/bankrobberies030107.htm
I wonder what she looks like........
Monday, May 11, 2009
True Story
The following is a true story. I didn't believe it at first - but I have come to believe it to be true. I will try to change any information that might give away who this story is about, as to protect the "innocent" - and seeing as how it is an ongoing police investigation - I wouldn't want to disrupt justice. But the following is for your enjoyment:
My friend, let's call her Jamey, works for a bank in Chicago that specializes in high profile account relationships. She sees a lot of people who have very high needs: international clients, corporate relationships, sports figures... you get the picture. Jamey never really knows who is going to walk through the door when she goes to work each morning.
On this particular day, Jamey was working with a particularly complicated client. In the middle of processing all of his transactions, the client informs Jamey that he needs to excuse himself to go pray. She happily obliges and showed him to a conference room so that he could pray in quiet. She continued on with her paperwork and before long her client was back.
A bit more time went on and it became clear that a disturbance was erupting in the quiet lobby. They looked over to see an apparent bank robber running out of the office with a bag full of money and the teller crying behind the desk. Frightened, Jamey's client looked up at her and asked "What is going on?"
Jamey.... without skipping a beat looked at her client in the face and said...
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"We've just been robbed. I guess you didn't pray hard enough."
True story.
My friend, let's call her Jamey, works for a bank in Chicago that specializes in high profile account relationships. She sees a lot of people who have very high needs: international clients, corporate relationships, sports figures... you get the picture. Jamey never really knows who is going to walk through the door when she goes to work each morning.
On this particular day, Jamey was working with a particularly complicated client. In the middle of processing all of his transactions, the client informs Jamey that he needs to excuse himself to go pray. She happily obliges and showed him to a conference room so that he could pray in quiet. She continued on with her paperwork and before long her client was back.
A bit more time went on and it became clear that a disturbance was erupting in the quiet lobby. They looked over to see an apparent bank robber running out of the office with a bag full of money and the teller crying behind the desk. Frightened, Jamey's client looked up at her and asked "What is going on?"
Jamey.... without skipping a beat looked at her client in the face and said...
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"We've just been robbed. I guess you didn't pray hard enough."
True story.
Wednesday, April 29, 2009
I've escaped justice - again!
Ok. I know. I don't post for over 2 weeks and now I am posting 3 times in 24 hours - but seriously.
Check this out.
This is a crime? Really?
Have you ever thought about all the things you've done that could've landed you in jail? Darn. This wasn't even on my list.
My rap sheet has just expanded.....
Check this out.
This is a crime? Really?
Have you ever thought about all the things you've done that could've landed you in jail? Darn. This wasn't even on my list.
My rap sheet has just expanded.....
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