Ernie was like this yesterday. It starts when he comes home and decides that before he even talks to me that I'm "in a mood..." and insists that I am until I am so annoyed by it that I snap at him and he says, "See, see!" It's like he decides he WANTS to have an argument. Normally I don't take the bait but after being home with the kids all day and listening to them I just didn't have the reserve left to cope with holding it together. I have noticed a pattern that sort of spurs these tangents in him. I'll just have to keep it in mind and not take the bait, he has to learn to resolve feelings he is having that are not our fault by himself and not by me snapping at him and setting him off.

Pop History Now!  Facts for this week in history June 21, 1972 This Week June 21, 1972 Wow, I remember a lot of these little bits of history. Especially the music!!! Great music, Jethro Tull, Neil Young, Rolling Stones.....etc....

Gosh, being a total prude here, I really wish most men felt this way. I know thatI am going against some sort of grain somewhere with this entry, but I really hate jiggle joints. Just me I guess...


" Don't like Hooters. What's the point?
Fine, for those who want to go there. As for me, if I'm going out to eat, I usually take Jane or the whole family. I don't care how comfortable I am with the human/female body, but if I'm out to eat I'll choose a place where I'm not in the company of testosterone-poisoned teenagers who may be somewhere between 11 and 90 chronologically who have something missing in their own personal lives and have to get their jiggle jollies vicariously.
I don't want to sit in a place where the tables are so close I can't lean my head back without bumping into, well...bumpers.
I don't really get off on seeing shorts so short that I can judge the amount of cellulite on the upper, upper thigh.
I don't care if the bikini line on someone else is shaved or not, and I'd just as soon not know, thank you.
Nor do I have to keep a running talley on the percentage of innies and outies in the 18-25 year old female population.
And I wouldn't want my daughters working there. If I didn't want my daughters working there, I don't think I should be there, either.
Blunt? that's me."

How about this for a product that is basically a waste of money and will further foster a fear of 'making a mess'. Is it really so bad to get a little messy now and then????


OKLAHOMA CITY (Reuters) - It may not be the best thing since sliced bread, but pre-sliced peanut butter is on its way to U.S. store shelves in test markets, food researchers from Oklahoma State University said on Monday.

"It's all about convenience," said William McGlynn, a food science professor and part of the team that worked on the project for the past three years at the Stillwater, Oklahoma, school.

"The kids can make their own peanut butter sandwiches without making a mess," McGlynn said.

The peanut butter comes individually wrapped in plastic sheets, like sliced cheese. A package of 16 one-ounce slices is expected to cost about $2.50 and start selling soon in Wal-Mart stores in Oklahoma and the Dallas-Fort Worth area, McGlynn said.

Institutional customers, such as school cafeterias, also have expressed interest in uniform portions, he added.

Only creamy peanut butter will be available at first, but McGlynn said researchers were hard at work on crunchy slices.

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While I was driving the other day to bring my father in law his medicine and give him breakfast I was struck with the thought, " I really dislike the man,why do I do this when I could use this time for something else?" Then I remember a bible verse, can't remember the specific book or verse but it goes something like "when you serve the least of these, you serve Me". Meaning that if you serve the lonely, elderly,hated, 'untouchables' that you are in essence serving Jesus Christ himself. What a cool idea! So then that changes my thought pattern from "why do I have to do all this stuff for him, HE'S NOT MY DAD!!" to "Hey this is totally cool, I'm bringing an egg McMuffin to Jesus, I am really honored to be able to serve my Saviour this way!" And the next time I give the crabby old man at the post office a smile and a "hello" I am saying it to Jesus. Think about it, it's pretty mind blowing when you do!