What's On My Mind

Here's a few wanderings of my wondering mind-

  • Why do boy's rooms smell so bad? My kids shower/bathe regularly. I wash their clothes. Maybe I don't get them folded in a timely manner, but they're clean.  So, why?
  • When did it become okay to show almost-naked women on a commercial during a show that they know kids will be watching?  It was like a 30 second wardrobe malfunction. 
  • It doesn't seem right that I can go to the mail box in bare feet in February. We have snow on our lawn, but that's only because our house is north-facing and doesn't know what sunshine is.  
  • If I had Bill Gates' money, I'd buy up all the Super Bowl ad time and show puppies and kitties.   No nakeditity.  
  • Noah's friend's mom is having a baby.  He's very jealous. Oh, well. Michelle Duggar I am not.
  • If Sunday's game had been between Giants-
(Photo from harrypotter.wikia.com)

   and Patriots-



the outcome would've been different. Especially, since the Patriots that live near me get around in these-


Just sayin'.

(My pictures (except the one of Gawp) are from Morguefile.com, a really great site to get free licence pictures.  Thanks to Word Nerd for introducing me to this fabulous site.)

Comments

  1. Jenn and CaseyFebruary 8, 2012 at 2:47 AM

    Haha! I like you Giants vs. Patriots game, better ;)

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  2. JudyFebruary 8, 2012 at 10:56 AM

    I would definitely watch a super bowl with puppies and kitties in all the ads!

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  3. Masked MomFebruary 9, 2012 at 7:55 AM

    As far as I'm concerned you could replace the ENITRE Super Bowl with puppies and kitties, not just the ads. ;)

    And yeah, the boys room odor thing. I never found an explanation (or a cure), so you're not alone, for what that's worth.

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  4. TangledLouFebruary 9, 2012 at 1:08 PM

    I might actually watch that Super Bowl.

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