Seven Years Ago...
Seven years ago I was...
- Playing with something called GeoCities…
- Bemoaning the retirement of John Elway
- Getting my first computer with a DVD player
- Buying my first DVD (The Ghost and the Darkness)
- Seeing the Phantom Menace for the 9th time…
What were you doing?
Conversations with Mia
Mia: What's this?
(pointing to her wooden replica of Noah's Ark)
Daddy: That's Noah's Ark.
Mia: No it's not. It's mine.
My New Name
The following is a conversation with Mia:
Mickie: How old are you?
Mia: I two.
Mickie: What's your name?
Mia: My name is Mia.
Mickie: Where's mommy?
Mia: Points to mommy.
Mickie: Where's daddy?
Mia: Points to me.
Mickie: What's mommy's name?
Mia: Mommy.
Mickie: What's daddy's name?
Mia: Snappy.
(Snappy is the name of a turtle we saw at a garage sale...6 weeks ago.)
And now presenting the winner of the Scripps Spelling Bee sometime in the future...
It's Like Rain on Your Wedding Day
I was going to Walmart the other day to pick up some stuff I probably didn't need when my parking radar was activated. I always seem to get to Walmart about a minute after everyone else in Des Moines and am relegated to parking across the street or in some cases in Illinois. This particular day my senses were keen and I spotted what I thought was a front row spot. It turned out to be handicapped. Now don't tell me that you've never been tempted to park in one - just for a minute of course. What are the odds the entire handicapped population would show up in those few minutes?
Now I know what you're thinking, I parked in a handi spot and when I came out I saw some poor crippled person driving around aimlessly because they couldn't find a spot because some heartless "20 something year old" had taken what was rightfully theirs. I didn't do that.
What I did do was take another lap around and low and behold while I was at the bottom of the row I saw a car backing out. Could it be?? I strained my neck to check if the spot was legit and gunned the engine. It was, and I was off. Out of the corner of my eye I saw another car who had apparently seen the spot open up and it was a race to see who could claim it first. Unfortunetly he had a slight lead coming from another row and just beat me to the spot.
As if losing that spot wasn't bad enough, I noticed something hanging from the rear view mirror as the driver hobbled into the store. A handicapped parking permit...
Shouldn't that be a $100 fine?