Fun Game

I found this game where you can put words in Bush's mouth, I thought it was great! Click on the title to get there.

Fat Joke

For some reason Betty thinks this is relevant to most of the family...

A lady is terribly overweight, so her doctor puts her on a diet.

"I want you to eat regularly for two days, then skip a day, and repeat this procedure for two weeks. The next time I see you, you'll have lost at least five pounds."

When the lady returns, she's lost nearly 20 pounds.

"Why, that's amazing!" the doctor says."Did you follow my instructions?"

The lady nods.

"I'll tell you, though, I thought I was going to drop dead that third day."

"From hunger, you mean?"

"No, from skipping down the sidewalk."

Maybe what we need is to all get together and do the Chuckle Chicken Dance.

Home schooling blog

HI everybody,

I hope all are well. I just wanted to let you know that I started a blog about home schooling stories. I thought it might be good to hear the many wonderful stories out there. Please feel free to check it out and post if you like. It is www.homeschoolingstories.blogspot.com
Teri

Can Anyone Relate?

Irrelevant But Hilarious

In a random fit of boredom, I searched google for Madlibs, and found the official Madlibs.org website. I chose to do a Madlib of Hamlet's third soliloquy and this is what it turned into:

To be, or not to fornicate, -- that is the computer;
Whether 'tis nobler in the doll to suffer
The slings and nails of quirky fortune,
Or to take hampsters against a sea of wagons,
And by jumping end them. To die, -- to run, --
No more; and by a run to say we end
The desk and the 409237408937 natural shocks
That flesh is carpenter to,-- 'tis a rock quietly to be wish'd. To die, --- to run,--
To run! perchance to throw! ay, there's the remote;
For in that run of death what candies may come
When we have slapped off this happy coil,
Must give us cheetos....

Rather odd...but I suppose that is what Madlibs are meant to do...

What did you want to be when you grew up?

I was thinking about how much my dreams have changed over the years, and it set me to wondering; how many of us are doing what we thought we wanted to do when we were kids, and how did we even decide what to do with ourselves? I am about to graduate with a degree in psychology, and I am still not sure why, except that it holds my interest. I don't know what I want to do with myself. I wanted to be a palentologist when I was a kid. I think I want to work with battered women, but I haven't tried it, so I don't know if I will like it. How did you all get where you are, what helped you decide what to do?

Life at Overrun Acres

This is about the pace here--for some of the creatures at Overrun Acres. The light colored one is Elmer, the black one Violet.