Dunno, but DD was my starting point, so something larger than that.

You could give a person a concussion if you lowered your bo(s)om on them.

Gw'on with your wishful thinking, Hec.

You know how you figure something out and it seems so cool and you go to tell people about it and then you realize that everyone knows already and you're a gazillion hours late to the party? Yeah. That just happened to me. "I Started a Joke," that song by the Bee Gees? It's about the life and death of Jesus Christ. And holy crap is it bitter.

Okay Jen, you just told the wrong people, because I didn't know that, and am having the response you wanted to inspire. That is so cool. I've listened closely enough to the lyrics that the line "Til I finally died, which started the whole world living" made me think of Jesus, but I figured that was just me. The Gift (BtVS) was somewhat instrumental in getting me back to church, as well, so I ... my brain just works that way.

Oh, yeah. I've got the same place in mind that I take the outgrown diapers to. Very depressing to drive down there, so I wait until I have a full load. I might have to go through the linen closet because it's a family homeless shelter and they said they always need bed linens and towels, too.

Our church runs a food pantry, and then also participates in an interfaith food pantry for the town, one which the school collects for as well, so it is altogether too easy for us. The church also just started up a clothing closet. They did a special day on Saturday, with prom gowns and make up and stuff for local girls who might need the help. I have to go through our clothes, today--not for prom stuff, just because everyone here has grown too much this year, even, sadly, the people who are all done growing up, but still growing out. *sigh* All the dresser drawers are bulging, much like my thighs.

All the dresser drawers are bulging, much like my thighs.

It almost feels cruel to say this, but I love this image.

There was a food pantry in the burbs of Chicago that helped me out a lot when I was on public aid. They were wonderful people, and before I moved I took several boxes of food and stuff down to them. As I walked in the door, I burst into tears. They went and got the lady that ran the food pantry to thank me, and she remembered me. She gave me a great big hug and we chatted for a few minutes. I didn't realize it would be so hard going back there...even on the other end.

Oooo...coffee just beeped! Yay for coffee!

It almost feels cruel to say this, but I love this image.

Nah, not cruel. Really, when I catch a look at the mirror, out of the corner of my eye, I wonder who the heck is following me. It's only my ass.

Hopefully, going up and downstairs every time I want a cigarette will at least not *hurt* in that acreage area.

I'm hoping that now that it's getting to be a bit nicer that Toto and I will take longer walks. I need *something*. It's pretty clear that I'm not going to get my ass to the gym, and I'm about out of clothes to wear again. I just can't bare the thought of going up another size. So, I'm putting myself on South Beach...starting with my next big grocery shopping trip. I hope it helps...

Poor Charles and Camilla. Waiting all this time, then the Pope dies and they schedule the funeral for your wedding day. They may reschedule. I wonder if they had a passing thought of "They'll do anything to screw this up for us."

They may reschedule. I wonder if they had a passing thought of "They'll do anything to screw this up for us."

It's payback for Henry VIII's temerity.

Timelies!

Beej, my favorite moment in weddings comes out of my ceremony, wherein Ari, our dear friend who was the unofficial officiant (we had someone else sign the papers), quoted Krusty the Klown and invoked Hitler in the opening sentence (he's a comedian with a PhD in German philology). It was perfect, because it was completely irreverent and hysterically funny and pitched perfectly to our rather sick tastes. (Side note: we finally got the actual photos! I should have them uploaded by tonight.)

we finally got the actual photos! I should have them uploaded by tonight.

Yay!!! Cannot WAIT to see them!!!

we finally got the actual photos! I should have them uploaded by tonight.

Seconding the can't waitedness.

Poor Charles and Camilla.

It does really suck for them. It has been a long string of bad events getting in the way of their happiness. They did reschedule since Charles will attend the Pope's funeral. They may both be complete jerks, or lovely fellows for all I know, but the press they have had to endure gives them my sympathy.

I had a pretty good weekend. Saturday, my wife went off to a lay ministry meeting for the day so it was just me and the kids. We did some cleaning around the house, well, I did some cleaning around the house, then I took the back seat out of the van and went to Home Depot and loaded up with a couple of boards and a bunch of mulch. Then we got some lunch and I invited some of my daughter's friends to come over and play. The kids played in the backyard while I assembled a canopy swing the kids got from my parents and while I cleaned up the backyard. That evening I got my daughter's new computer up and running which will clear up her old computer to give to my grandparents since their computer (which I gave to them a few years ago) just died.

Sunday, I did some grocery shopping with my daughter after I cooked some mac and cheese for their lunch and cleaned up the kitchen. After getting back from the store, I got the kids ready to go off to their grandparents for the afternoon. Then, I changed the oil the van, checked the fluids, and went off to recycle the used oil, pick up a forgotten item from the store, and get a few more boards and yet more mulch. Then my wife was off to the church for the evening and the kids came back. I managed to cut up some lumber while the kids played in the backyard. After that, I did a cookout for the kids and I where I had some grilled hot dogs, potato wedges and green beans. Good stuff.