Really??

Last week I woke up with a sore throat and feeling like crap, so I decided that after I dropped the kids at school, I'd head to the walk-in clinic. I made my co-pay and headed to the kiosks to update all my info. While I was there answering questions, the clerk said she needed to see a picture ID, then went on to comment that with all the new regulations and procedures pretty soon you'd need security clearance to see a doctor. (Obviously she is not thrilled with her new S.O.P) Her next comment was something like this:

"You know, it's silly, most people don't even look like their drivers license picture, so what's the point. Except you, now you look exactly like your picture!"

She then stopped and smiled up at me. I smiled back until I realized I was standing before her sick, dark circles under my eyes, not one single drop of make-up whatsoever, and had barely finger combed my hair that morning.

Apparently I need to re-take my D.L. photo.

He has a point...

Last night:

Dillon: Hey, Dad, I've got a new cologne guaranteed to attract girls.
CF: Oh yeah, well, what does it smell like?
Dillon: Wal-Mart

I think I am in trouble with this one!

Man Brain Part II

Tonight I am in the kitchen cooking dinner when my son and my husband make their way into the dining room. Dillon climbs up and sits on the dinner table while my husband sits down in a chair and scoots up to the table. So, I ask "What are you doing??" The reply: "Cutting Dillon's toe-nails."

ON MY TABLE. CUTTING THE 8 YEAR OLDS TOE-NAILS ON THE TABLE.

And they didn't understand why I was opposed to the idea. "What? What's wrong with it? Where else should I do it?" How about ANYWHERE else??!!

Man Brain.

He's really a 100 year old man

Conversation with Dillon:

D: Mom, I think college will be the best time of my life.
Me: Why is that?
D: NO HOMEWORK!!!!!!!!!
Me: Son, I hate to have to tell you this, but...
D: AW CRAP!!!!! Mom, I can't wait until I can retire.

Are you KIDDING me?

Today I found a gray hair - IN MY NOSE!

Snooowwww

Its a white Christmas in Oklahoma! Dillon came to the back door yesterday, covered, head to toe. His sister was laughing hysterically. It seems Dillon misjudged a pretty deep snowdrift and attempted to sled down it. He sank. I'm not sure what it took for him to get out, but he had snow in places that, well, snow shouldn't be. His sister is still laughing.

Merry Christmas

and a Happy Ho Ho.

Dear Aunt Bean, yes your 11 yr old niece is now as tall as you.