Big Brother is Watching

This is what I imagine my youngest son will be doing in the future. Watching his minions a la 1984 style everywhere they go.
Again, this crazy idea comes to us courtesy of photofunia.

Oh PhotoFunia

O.K. here is the site that will be sucking up all my free time between now and spring break. Wait for it. http://www.photofunia.com/

I cannot stop uploading pictures of myself in the various case scenarios and then slapping the table in pure unadulterated glee when I see the results.

Just try and walk away. You won't be able to do it.

Look it's me....in the backround on the wall (not the kid in the hat).

Sunday, Sunday

Bob Geldof was right about Mondays, they really do suck. But what about Sunday? The whole freaking day is fraught with agonizing anticipation of what comes next thereby destroying whatever theraputic weekend value it ever had. Friday afternoon, now that's what I call a good time frame.
Before my kids developed social lives and opinions (and became mildly annoying I might add) we used to hang out in our pajamas on our last day off and make the occasional trek to some family destination. Now it's just riddled with cub scouts, basketball practices and games, soccer, hockey and sleepovers with friends. It's definately needed as the ultimate buffer day between Saturday and Monday but as a stand alone it really blows. Well, I should probably revise that and say I go to church just in case my mother pops in. Yes mom, every Sunday without fail.