I don't understand the question....you mean there is such a thing???? 

   

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Big hair.  I want big hair back.  Big bad teased hairsprayed 80's big hair.   On boys too.
   

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Awesomeness.  Pure and simple.

That is the only way to describe it as I scrounge for change out of the couch cushions and start a savings jar for the item at the end of this link.  I. Must. Have. MUST.

If you are a Star Wars fanatic....prepare to have a dorkasm.

If you are not....prepare to be simply be awed by technology.

*grin*

Trust me.  Click here:

http://gizmodo.com/386007/r2+d2-projector-in-action-video-verdict-a-must-have

You gotta watch the video. MUST.

And jump for joy...

Something has become painfully clear, watching and listening to my married friends: Mother's Day sucks.  It appears that too many men, while they will send their own mothers flowers, a card, and call or even visit....forget completely about the woman they impregnated and that she too is a mother and deserves the same, if not additional, recognition. 

My friends all say the same thing:  all they want for Mothers Day is to sleep in, not change a diaper, not pick up the house, not have to run to the kids when they cry...not have to lift a finger.  They want one day out of the year that they don't have to do anything.  But yet year after year, they end up out of bed, taking care of the children, cooking, cleaning and other than a Hallmark card from hubby and a tissue flower plant from daycare, the day is like all others.  Mom's just want Mother's Day - OFF.

I give you the example of my friend H.  H is a working mom, and while H's husband works just as hard and many long hours, H still comes home and has to care for the kids after a long day, clean up the house, get dinner served and barely has time to even catch 30 minutes of television before she has to get to bed in order to be up and get the kids to daycare and work on time.

H's husband, annouced to her two weeks before mother's day that he was going camping with his buddies that weekend.  Husband's argument was that he works hard, never gets to do guy things and just wanted one small weekend with the boys.  This argument makes plain and fair sense - except that it was over Mothers day weekend.  "I'll be home by 3pm....we can go out to a really nice dinner, " he reasoned.  Again, the thought is nice, but it seems he just didn't understand that a nice dinner is not what she wanted.  What she wanted was a break.  He completely missed the point of Mother's Day.

I've heard similar stories from various friends.  Another example? Breakfast in bed made by husband...only to get out of bed and find the kitchen left in massive disarray and disregard.  Men, some advice:  do not make breakfast in bed unless you intend to clean up afterwards...it completely defeats the good intention.

Yet, again, most men remember their own moms - and feel compelled to make Mom's life a little easier - "Relax mom, it's mother's day!" is the common attitude.  Yet their own wives - don't get the break they deserve.

Mothers Day once you are grown and out of the house is a day Mom might get lucky enough to see you - and she looks very forward to spending times with her adult children.  But you see, Mom hasn't had to get you up from bed, dressed, cleaned, etc for years - she's already gotten her break.  Now she simply looks forward to seeing you.   Mother's Day for the young mom, complete with appreciation and a well deserved break, is so much more needed and relevant.....young moms are simply....exhausted.

I am a single working mom of a 5 year old.  I don't have anyone to make me breakfast or let me spend the day leisurely in bed or reading a book (my favorite way to relax).  But I KNOW there isn't anyone there to appreciate the hard work I do.  It's not like I hope for it.  It's completely different for my married friends - who live with witnesses to their efforts and childrearing.  It's almost more disappointing to know someone is there to actually GIVE you the needed Mother's Day Off....and doesn't do it.  Doesn't simply help.

Listen, I am not insinuating Dad's don't work just as hard or don't deserve their time.  I have a friend who's husband LEAVES every Father's Day to go fishing with his own dad...leaving the young kids home with his wife.  But for him, that is his ideal Father's Day - and perhaps when his kids are old enough to fish, they will go with - but the point is, he gets his day off.  Ironically - this same man went camping mother's day weekend with H's husband.  Double standard.  Why do mom's not get equal treatment?

So guys, I'm just here to ask you politely - please, give your wives a day off next Mother's Day.  A true day off.  Don't worry about making her breakfast in bed or taking her to dinner or even buying her flowers.  Whether she's a stay at home mom or works at an office and picks the kids up every day - let her sleep in....clean up the house....keep the kids away from her until SHE goes to them.....let her truly relax for just one day out of the year.  And save your camping trip with the guys for father's day......

Ah, the good old days.  I am often obsessed and petrified by the concept of aging, but then I see things like this and it makes everything ok.

I'm slow this morning, apparantly, because it took me a few glances to realize he's making the BUNS. THE BUNS!!!  I love them.  I don't care if one is (supposedly) boring and one is a (supposedly) former cokehead, I love them and I want them as my friends.  *cry* 

Star Wars will rock my world into the grave.

On a more sane note, (lol...or not) it's only 23 days until the premiere of the new Indy movie.....come now, everyone!

Dah dah dah DAH, dah dah daaaaaaaaah, dah duh dah DAAAAH, Duh Duh DAH DAH DAH!!!

Yeah.

I keep my stuffed Garfield toy, from childhood, in my bedstand drawer.....

I floss incessantly....I have floss in my desk drawer, my purse, my car, all my bathrooms and have often thought I could make a million with a key-ring version of floss.....hmmm....

I let laundry pile up.  I'll go buy a new package of socks sometimes because it's more lazy easier than collecting my laundry and taking it downstairs.....and when I do end up finally doing laundry, it consists of no less than 8 loads.....its a sickness, I know....

   

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A few days ago, they found (and unfortunately had to kill) a wild cougar that was roaming the Chicago suburbs.  In the days that have followed, there have been additional cougar sitings, and they believe another wild one is tromping around here.  Fabulous! Cougars eat people.  And I was worried about the coyotes getting another one of my dogs.  Fantastic!  

This morning, the midwest experienced a 5.0+ earthquake along the country's biggest fault line (the New Madrid).  For years, I've been telling my best friend from high school, who moved to L.A. years ago, that I'd never move there because I am terrified of earthquakes.   This morning, I learn that if and when the New Madrid plates shift, it's going to make California quakes look like silly puddy.  Fabulous!

For the record, I didn't feel anything.  Everyone at work claims they woke up, felt it, saw things on the tables and walls move....all I have is a vague memory of telling my dog to LAY DOWN because he was standing on the bed and waking me up and it was too early to pee....whooops!  Well, apparantly if I'm going to die, I'll just sleep through it.  This is reassuring.

Most upseting of all of this?  I whacked my knee on my desk this morning.  It's still throbbing, over an hour later.  Can't imagine what color its turning under my pants.

The midwest is very dangerous.  Don't you forget it.

Howdy, beauties, it's your resident dorky tax accountant.  Are ya taxes done? I have no life right now, but I couldn't NOT put in this "THEN & NOW" contribution when I came across this picture. 

There was a split second in my life where I think I was modestly attracted to Axl Rose, but it was fleeting.  Now, I'm just simply scared.

THEN:

NOW:

I know it's so wrong, but god I miss 80's hair and 80's rock. Happy times. Sometimes, when I'm alone and bored, I'll tease my bangs and see how high I can get them.  *sigh*  Alrightly, I'm going back into my batcave - see you all after April 15th!!!

SLOW DOWN.

According to CNN Money, every 10 miles per hour you drive over 60 is like the price of gasoline going up about 54 cents a gallon.  That is HUGE! That number goes higher the more your car is a gas-guzzler (inefficient cars like Hummers, SUVS, etc) that have a worse miles per gallon rate to begin with.

Allow me to cut and paste the scientific explanation....don't worry, it's in plain english:

"When cruising on the highway, your car will be in its highest gear with the engine humming along at relatively low rpm's. All your car needs to do is maintain its speed by overcoming the combined friction of its own moving parts, the tires on the road surface and, most of all, the air flowing around, over and under it.

Pushing air around actually takes up about 40% of a car's energy at highway speeds, according to Roger Clark, a fuel economy engineer for General Motors.

Traveling faster makes the job even harder. More air builds up in front of the vehicle, and the low pressure "hole" trailing behind gets bigger, too. Together, these create an increasing suction that tends to pull back harder and harder the faster you drive. The increase is actually exponential, meaning wind resistance rises much more steeply between 70 and 80 mph than it does between 50 and 60."

Of course, not only does slowing down save you money on gas...it can very well save you a $100 speeding ticket. 

Know any other ways to cut gas costs?

PS....while you're at it, please get off your cell phone when you're driving.  Trust me, you're a nuisance, even if you think you can drink coffee, tune the radio, talk to your best friend about last night's episode of American Idol and STILL drive....you can't.  This won't save you money, but it might keep you from killing someone else.

SHIELD YOURS BEFORE IT'S TOO LATE!!!!  AAAAAHHHHGGHGHGHHHH!!!

Happy Hump Day, Ladies and Gents....