What Sucks About the Internet

You can't get your point across correctly. Ever. All there are are words. There's never emotions. And people don't look at the emoticons you post.

Some try to post something tongue in cheek. Another reads what was posted, takes it the wrong way and goes on the defense. The original poster then needs to go back, explain themselves and apologize for offending the person that didn't understand what was written.

Sometimes, I feel as though a disclosure should be typed before any joking goes on: "Please be advised, what I'm about to type is meant as a joke and nothing more. Please don't read into it and please do not be offended by it. Thanks."

Sometimes, I try to be really light in my wording. Just so people can get that I'm only playing. I know the emotion I'm feeling while I'm typing. It's just really difficult to get that emotion across with just words. So, I try to add a smiley face. But that doesn't always work.

Maybe what needs to happen is this: people need to relax. What I type may not be your opinion or how you feel. Why does one feel the need to attack another for lack of agreeing with them?

Day 24!

I think I may as well admit it: I'm a former smoker. I'm done. Seriously. If I've made it this long, then I must be done. I will still post pics and updates from time to time. I will also finish out the patches (still have four weeks to go). But, unless the cravings get bad, I don't know that I'll blog about it anymore.

But, taking the pics sure is fun! http://flickr.com/photos/28592236@N04/2738903182/

Now I Remember!!!!!

I just thought of the photo I took of Little Man yesterday morning! I think that's what I wanted to write about...maybe not, but this is funny anyway!

Yesterday, Little Man decided to wake up between five and five thirty. Insane, I know, but he's an early riser. Makes for one tired mama, though, as I'm a night owl and go to bed around midnight most nights.

Anyway.

At around eight or eight thirty, he decided to crawl up beside me in my bed and go back to sleep for a little while. I had changed him out of his overnight diaper into his monster truck pull ups, which he loves because they're like undies, but he can still not use the toilet (lazy boy).

A little while later, I look over at him (I love watching the kids sleep, there's nothing better). Then I did a double take.

There he was, laying on his back, with BOTH his hands in his pull up! Like, all he needed was a beer and the remote!

What is this? My girl didn't do this. Is this a guy thing? Do guys need to make sure things are still down there? I mean, even when I change him, his hands are automatically drawn there. I just don't get it. What is the fascination?

Any help, guys?

I Had a Topic

I actually had something that I was going to start today off with. Thought of it last night. Now I can't remember it. Ugh...I hate when that happens!

I will say this, though. Just had a laugh with Hubby. I haven't been pooping much despite being in the flare. Problem? The pain killers have stopped the works up. So, I just pooped. And he cheered! Who ever knew two people could be so excited about poop?

My Beauty Element is Fire

Your Beauty Element is Fire

Wild and sexy, you keep your beauty style smokin' hot. You're not afraid of glamour or showing off your assets!

What's Your Beauty Element?

I Am Ballet

Perfect!!!!

You Are Ballet

You are quite introverted. You enjoy keeping to yourself and cultivating your talents. You are dedicated and focused. If practice makes perfect, you're willing to keep practicing. While some people may dismiss you as boring, you can be quite edgy and interesting. You can fit in almost anywhere... and your style ranges from conservative to funky.

What Dance Are You?

I'm 76% Sexy!

These are fun!!!!!

You Are 76% Sexy

Your Sex Appeal Is: Extremely High You're very sexy. You just have that certain something that takes over a room. You know how to attract, entice, and keep whoever you want. You are truly appealing.

How Much Sex Appeal Do You Have?