Hi Kimmy--I read the review. I'm not sure Sleeping Beauty and her Prince are aroused yet. Well, maybe aroused, but not up. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> Um, awake--that's what I was trying to say. I'm not sure they're awake yet. She'll love your review. She's a positive affirmation hog. Aren't we all? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />

You've been having your own set of adventures lately, haven't you? Your children are lucky to have you, just as Neaksis' waifs are lucky to have her. I hope they all grow up to have a full and adequate appreciation of their rare, blessed good fortune.

t&l

Could you possibly insert your foot a wee bit further into your mouth?????

I'm LMAO! You're too cute for color TV T&L!

Thankyouthankyouthankyouthankyou, Kimmy! It was a beautiful review! I am slow, but I have seen it, and am still smiling. (Mom was not kidding about the affirmation, lol.)

We're starting to cook the next batch of beans already. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />

Good morning you lazy bones!!! whats the matter it's only 3.30am over there isn't it??

Now I'd say something new, something shocking or something anyway to rescue this 'poor thing' from page 3 for Neak, but that would mean that MOTHER would have nothing to embarrass me with wouldn't it? Can't have that now can we??? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />

so old joke updated ...


In the year 2006, the Lord came unto Noah, who was now living in the United States, and said,

"Once again, the earth has become wicked and
over-populated with prideful mankind, and I see the end of all flesh before me.

Build another Ark and save 2 of every living thing along with a few good humans."

He gave Noah the blueprints, saying, "You have 6 months to build the Ark before I will start the unending rain for 40 days and 40 nights."

Six months later, the Lord looked down and saw Noah weeping in his yard - but no Ark.

"Noah!" He roared, "I'm about to start the rain! Where is the Ark?"

"Forgive me, Lord," begged Noah, "but things have changed.
I needed a building permit.
I've been arguing with the inspector about the need
for a sprinkler system.
My neighbors claim that I've violated the neighborhood zoning laws by building the Ark in my yard and exceeding
the height limitations. We had to go to the Development Appeal Board for a decision.

Then the Department of Transportation demanded a bond be posted for the future costs of moving power lines and other overhead obstructions, to clear the passage for the Ark's move to the sea. I told them that the sea would be coming to us, but they said YOU Lord hadn't been granted a licence to do that and would hear nothing of it.

Getting the wood was another problem. There's a ban on cutting local trees in order to save the spotted owl.
I tried to convince the environmentalists that I needed the wood to save the owls - but no go!

When I started gathering the animals, an animal rights group sued me.

They insisted that I was confining wild animals against their will.
They argued the accommodation was too restrictive, and it was cruel and inhumane to put so many animals in a confined space.

Then the EPA ruled that I couldn't build the Ark until they'd conducted an environmental impact study on your proposed flood.

I'm still trying to resolve a complaint with the Human Rights Commission on how many minorities I'm supposed to hire for my building crew.

Immigration and Naturalization is checking the green-card status of most of the people who want to work for me.

The trades unions say I can't use my sons. They insist I have to hire only Union workers with Ark-building experience.

To make matters worse, the IRS seized all my assets, claiming I'm trying to leave the country illegally with endangered species.

So, forgive me, Lord, but it would take at least 20 years for me to finish this Ark."

Suddenly the skies cleared, the sun began to shine, and a rainbow stretched across the sky. Noah looked up in wonder and asked, "You mean you're not going to destroy the world?"

"No," said the Lord. "The voters who put your government in power beat me to it."

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Wow. Having been through the whole building experience, that was like reading my biography.

Nice to see you firsthand, AW. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />

Hi Neak

hows things? <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />

I was writing you tonight but got sidetracked a little while ago with Mikey and then watching the opening ceremony for the Commonwealth Games with Aussie.
Comments like thats total bull___t are really annoying <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />

Hes just grouchy because Rugby isnt on tonight <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" />

DD & mum told him to go sulk in the other room while I wisely remained so quiet ..lol <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />

No, we can't have that. It's never a good idea for anyone to attempt to stifle their mother's flow of creative genius. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> I'm sure Neak and Neaksis, to say nothing of Neakbro and Flard, would never, EVER dream of wanting to stifle me! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" /> All those times at church, etc. when Neaksis has blushed the deepest purple over some little bit of nothing I've said, I've always assumed it was just from the deepness of her pleasure at the chance to spend more time with me. Tell them, girls. Girls? Neak? I'm getting a sink-ing feeling here.... <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />

Oh, well. My pillow loves me, even though it's apparently of the same variety as Cinderella's and no nipple twiddling is involved. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />

t&l

P.S. Neak and Neaksis, I have forwarded to you an email from the wife of Q-Digit, the Flipper. As I said to Neaksis yesterday, with the 2 of you, a responsibility shared is a responsibility evaded entirely <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />...so I wrote myself and have an answer, too. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/ooo.gif" alt="" />

I don't think moms should be allowed to use the word 'twiddling'.

Well I just have to say that mums will need to say 'twiddle' for as long as the children can't help themselves and, well , twiddle <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />

I do hope you are all well and that your families are also.

How is that sweet little boy the Dervish? He is so much the quintessential little boy he makes me smile just thinking about this exploits <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />
Of course its so good to know that us nana's can just hand them back to their mama's with a smile and a kiss and absolve ourselves of all guilt of feeding them red cordial and chocolate ..<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" />
Not of course that I have EVER done that to my darling brood of grandkiddies <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />

Aussie has just got back with AW from an afternoon at the barracks drinking and gorging on various things Irish, I didn't know Shisk, dolma and Garlic Potato were Irish, at least not from MY part of Ireland. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" />

AW told me its because Aussie and his team aren't used to European foods any more living with the locals over at that other place we dont mention in this house. I think its because he's too Irish. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/wink.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smirk.gif" alt="" />
he eats whatever I cook him including beef & Guinness pie, in fact he ate the whole pie <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />

However I will agree he eats middle east salads & Tabouleh & hummous very very often instead of REAL food. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/confused.gif" alt="" />
But then he is a rather complicated individual at times.

My granddaughter is scandalized, apparently AW & Aussie started having a 'pash' in the lift when she went to pick them up <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />
I mean you think they could have got a room or something <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/blush.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />

Now more inportant news <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/tongue.gif" alt="" /> Michael said "ma da"
tonight while the two 'children' were out being expressive with each other, isn't that sweet <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />
of couse now is the time to train him to say "Nan-na" to the exclusion of all else and bouce up & down whenever I enter the room <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />

What a diplomat! MaDa, indeed!

I'll help you....Nana, Nana, Nana, Nana, listen carefully Mikey, Nana, Nana........

Michael is asleep for the third time so I'm off to bed again.

Now Neak I thought to let you know that Michael must like your book as I have been reading it aloud to him while trying to get him to sleep lately and he perked right up when I read your story of the fight after M visited his grandmother in the palace. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" />

I have two possiblities here, either your writing has already captivated him <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/smile.gif" alt="" />, or Aussies genes are aleady kicking in and he was thinking in that little mind of his "wow, great a FIGHT, now youre talking nana" <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />

I would prefer your wonderful writing skills to be responsible

<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />

two sons, a grandson, and granddaughters fiance are enough for any family to have as warriors thankyou very much dear Lord. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/frown.gif" alt="" />
What about a nice train driver, or a doctor, or a painter, or a lawyer, ok forget the last one, a commercial pilot even????? Perhaps I could indoctrinate him like the Jesuits do?
I dont think my developing ulcer could stand another hero
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />

well good ngiht and sweet dreams to all. I'm going to dream about a non fattening Black Forest Torte cake with kirsch and cherry pie filling, topped with whipped cream <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />

I'm holding my breath till you all teach MY baby "Tia Kimmy"....c'mon Mikey-boy....say it..."Tia Kimmy wuvs me..."

- Kimmy

Nana, Tia Kimmy & ma da indeed <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />

it is definitely a MMMMMMAAAAAA sound with a big smile and those little arms spread wide for his mummy. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" />

see mum ? one or two icons will do as well as 20!!!

MIKEY is also beginning to respond to his name and the word NO. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
Of course he also tries to put everything he can into his mouth <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />

NO dont touch that Mikey, a little frown and then a hesitant touch of whatever he as not supposed to touch ..it starts
<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />

Aussie has gone for a walk to the dam, and mum is sound asleep, my dad is yet to get home from work, my married but separated brother is yet to get home from his date <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> well I call it revenge dating and told him so, and dd is already hitting the shopping centre with her gf's.
Sat mornings in the AW household <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/pfft.gif" alt="" />

Hi AW! Glad things are temporarily quiet in Aussieland. (Mikeyland now?)

Today must have been Be Nice to Neak Day. A Cleaning Menehune visited my house while I was at town and undid large amounts of clutter, including cleaning up after the Dervish's attempts to make home-squeezed lemon juice. Well, technically it was not an attempt, as he did succeed. He succeeded everywhere! And AJ took my car into the shop to get repaired, so I wouldn't have to go next week and do it with all the kids. Thank you!!!!!!!

Hope everybody is having a good weekend.

Technically, I think you'd have to call him a "boyehune," since however devoutly he desires it to be true, your supernumerary teat isn't a man yet. I didn't check out what he did; just made him work awhile before I took him over to Neaksis' house for the weekend. If it was that good, be sure to thank him--one positive affirmation hog to another. He could use a good pat on the back...and this one on his shoulder, too, for a change! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> Wow--will wonders never cease?! <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /> Next thing you know, the Dervish will be picking up his OWN mess!

t&l

WELL GOOD LUCK ON THAT ONE ...lol <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/laugh.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/crazy.gif" alt="" />

I still clean up after Aussie, Jnr and doubt they will change.

I can at least get jnr to eventually clean up his messes like dirty clothes etc but Aussie?? forget it.

WE"VE POJA'ed this issue .. I dont get upset if he makes a mess and he doesn't get upset when I CLEAN IT UP <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />

hey.. wait a moment.,. I think I've been had <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/mad.gif" alt="" />

<img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/shocked.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" /><img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />

Indeed. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/rolleyes.gif" alt="" />

Noble of him, isn't it?!

t&l

It was very scary that Mikey liked the book. IMO, it is the fighting that reeled him in. Boy babies are born knowing what a sword is.

Neak - I think you are right about that. I never bought my boys toy guns when they were little. But they would use sticks for guns and "shoot" each other.

Then I got them an electric train. It had houses, people, all of the stuff. The neighborhood girls would fix the houses and trees and people around the tracks. My boys would put them on the tracks and run them over.

ROFL! I always feel so much better when I find out that my children are not the only sickos in the world. <img src="/ubbt/images/graemlins/grin.gif" alt="" />