Can I just say

that I love him? And, of course, him...

Go Jazz Go!

Little Girls!

Little girls
Little girls
Everywhere I turn I can see them

Little girls
Little girls
Night and day

I eat, sleep and breathe them
I'm an ordinary woman
With feelings
I'd like a man to nibble on my ear
But I'll admit no man has bit
So how come I'm the mother of the year?

Little cheeks
Little teeth
Everything around me is little

If I wring
Little necks
Surely I will get an acquittal

Some women are dripping with diamonds
Some women are dripping with pearls
Lucky me! Lucky me!
Look at what I'm dripping with
Little girls

How I hate
Little shoes
Little socks
And each little bloomer
I'd have cracked
Years ago
If it weren't for my
Sense of humor

Some day
I'll step on their freckles
Some night
I'll straighten their curls

Send a flood
Send the flu
Anything that you can do
To little girls

Some day I'll land in the nut house
With all the nuts and the squirrels
There I'll stay
Locked away
'til the prohibition of
Little girls

Isn't it weird that your life can suddenly take on the identity of one of the songs you're choreographing to? 7 hours last weekend...32 little girls. Yikes. I'm proud of myself for still being relatively sane. Don't get me wrong; they're adorable. They're just a handful.

Zipsie Updates

She's fully vaccinated, pretty much house-broken, and getting so big! We still get complimented every time we go on a walk about how cute she is, even though my mom thinks she's "getting a little funny-looking." :)
On Saturday she got her third, and final, set of vaccinations. If the shots weren't enough to tire her out, she then spent a few hours at Jen's house, playing with the kids in the yard. We got home and this is where she went... on her back, between the cushion and the back of the couch. She slept in this position for over an hour.

She loves sitting at our sliding glass door, looking at the cars, people, and dogs on the street. Every once in awhile, she gets the pleasure of watching a bird.

Also, she's now big enough for her normal collar to fit. And since she has her rabies tag that she needs to wear, I thought I'd try putting her name tag on her collar too. She acted like I was murdering her, biting me and running away from me, but eventually we got the new collar and tags on, and she pretty much ignores them now. Isn't she cute?

And the Ignorance Continues

If you've read my blog for any length of time, you know I'm a SYTYCD fan. If you don't know what that's an abbreviation for, stop reading this post, because you won't care about it anyway. A few weeks ago, Nigel started tweeting all of these "exciting" new changes coming to the show this season.

I'm not a fan of change, and every time Nigel tweeted something new, I got more and more irritated with the direction things were heading.

Then I found out that contestants will dance with an "All-Star" rather than another contestant. As if that weren't ridiculous enough (I mean, really, the world only needs one Dancing with the Stars), he then announced that one of the All-Stars would be COMFORT. Do you all remember Comfort? The scourge of SYTYCD history? The most pitiful excuse for a dancer that has ever been broadcast on national television? Maybe this will spark your memory.

I'm so mad. Is anyone else frustrated that they're changing what had previously been such a great show? Is anyone else engraged that Comfort is getting paid for her talentless, uncoordinated body?

Come on, people. Tell me I'm not alone.

Ignorance

As you probably know, I don't like ignorance. I hate close-mindedness, and I really can't stand when people have unfounded opinions. I'm okay disagreeing with someone, as long as they have a reason for their thinking.

You might have come across an email forward about the new dollar coins (which, actually, aren't very new), telling you to refuse them as change because they "don't have 'In God We Trust'" minted on the coin. Well...delete the stupid and uninformed email.

Recently at work I overheard a co-worker talking about "Obama-nomics" and was informed that "because he's not Christian, he took 'In God We Trust' off our money." Okay... anyone see something wrong with that? A. Obama is Christian. B. What does he have to do with the minting of money?

In case you're curious...the first few dollar coins looked a little like this:

While "In God We Trust" isn't on the front of the coin, it's on the side. So...still on the money. When I pointed this out to my co-worker, she then became adamant that it's the "newest" coin that's lacking the language. Well, this is the most recent coin to be released:

Still there...In God We Trust.

It looks like our atheistic, demonic president hasn't yet succeeded in destroying our Christian roots. Phew. Close one.