Shane Verses The Radish

For dinner the other night, we had hotdogs, mac and cheese (the box crap since the kids don't like my "real" mac and cheese) and salad.

Believe it or not, Shane didn't complain about his salad.

But, he hates radishes with a passion and he inquired whether he had to eat them or not.

SHANE: "Do I have to eat the radishes, mom? You know I hate them."

ME: "No. You don't have to eat the radishes Shane. Just eat the rest of the salad."

Proceeding to pick out the radishes (even the smallest sliver of a radish), Shane continued on.

"Thanks mom. You know that I can spot those radishes like a tiger can spot his prey."

I guess he does have 20/20 vision. No need to take him for an eye check anymore. Obviously his vision is perfect because he picked out every single tiny little radish and flicked it out of the bowl.

I should add that as Shane was wagging war on the radishes, Owen says "you know that I LOVE the radishes, mom. See...I ate every single one of them."

He was playing the "good one" role. If you have two kids, you know what I mean!

A Joke and A Fresh Marketing Idea...

My mom forwarded a joke to me that her friend Becky sent to her with a note on it that it sounded like something that would be on my blog.

Yes. Yes it does.

And, it's too funny not to share.

GOTTA LOVE THEM LITTLE BOYS

Two young boys walked into a pharmacy one day, picked out a box of tampons and proceeded to the checkout counter.

The man at the counter asked the older boy, 'Son, how old are you?'

'Eight,' the boy replied.

The man continued, 'Do you know what these are used for?'

The boy replied, 'Not exactly, but they aren't for me. They're for him. He's my brother. He's four.'

The boy continued, 'We saw on TV that if you use these, you would be able to swim and ride a bike. And right now, he can't do either one.'

LOL.

Now, this got me to thinking about another use that my friends and I figured out for tampons.



Yes. That's a cooler with a tampon plugged into it.

Well. The plug was missing and we didn't want the water and ice to drain and our beer to get warm.

I bet that the marketing people never thought about this marketing angle.

And, if you're wondering...yes...it worked. Nothing leaked. It must have been a super plus absorbent one.

And, now, please wipe off the screen where you spit your coffee onto it. Your IT Department thanks you.

A Fabulous Botanical Garden

While we were in Pawleys Island, SC, Joan kept telling me that I should go to Brookgreen Gardens, which is right near her house. Try as we did, we weren't able to get there until right before we left.

And, wow. I'm glad that we did.

This is one place where I'm glad that I have a SLR camera instead of just a point and shoot. You just can't get the type of pictures with a p-n-s that you can with the Rebel. Here's some of my favorite pics.

Note that these are all of my images and not BGG's.

A pink Hibiscus.
For Shackup...

Butterflies aren't that easy to capture. Trust me. I have twenty other crappy shots to prove it. ;)

Sawgrass in the background.

Jiminy. My voice of conscieous that told me to put down my camera. As you can see, I didn't listen to him. :)

This owl was enclosed but I was able to get a shot through the netting and blur it so you can't see the front netting. SLR cameras rock.




Live Oak Alley. If you look closely at the center towards the left, you'll see a person gardening. That should give you a scale of the trees.

This is one of my favorite shots.

Yes, ick. A spider. But it was cool. I had to put my focus on manual because the camera auto focus couldn't see the spider or it's web.


The SC Palmettos. What's a trip to the gardens without seeing some palmettos?

Yes. Obviously I need therapy but I just couldn't stop taking pictures. Not with all of this beautiful scenery around.

So I hope that you too enjoyed my trip to Brookgreen Gardens. :)

Grandma vs. Grandpa

Ken and I went out to dinner the other night and Joan and Darrel watched the boys.

Before we left, I talked with Shane and Owen to let them know that they would be with Joan and Darrel.

Before I knew we were going out to dinner, I had bought some sparklers and poppers and had told them that they could do them that evening. Shane was very concerned about not being able to do them.

SHANE: Grandma and Grandpa have different parenting styles, you know.

He continues:

"Yeah...Grandpa is all freestyling and pretty much lets us do whatever we want. Grandma is all like "don't do this and don't do that. You'll get hurt." She's kind of over protective, don't you think? Oh well. I won't say anything to her. I'll just go with it. I don't want to hurt her feelings"

But, I really want to do the sparklers.

LOLOLOLOLOLOL

DON'T SAY ANYTHING TO HIM. I just thought it was funny.

Happy Fourth of July!

Happy Fourth of July, America! Again.

Yeah, yeah. I'm a little late with the pictures.

But, I haven't had access to upload any pics.

On the Fourth, we went to Litchfield for some fireworks. Nothing better than a bunch of drunk guys shooting fireworks along the beach. Definitely not the controlled scene that we're use to in DC. When the wind shifted and sent the fireworks about 10feet over our head, I knew that wasn't good.

The clincher was when two of the fireworks shot off to the side and caught the dune on fire about five feet from us. We were done and packed it in. If the sand ants didn't get ya, those fireworks sure almost did.

Here's a few pics. :)

Of course, there were fireworks too but it was too hard getting the actual fireworks but I kind of dig these.