<--This photo is courtesy of Jeff Keller. Please visit his site and explore the other places he's been. While we were out yesterday, the radio played Fergie's "London Bridge" twice. We caught the end after we pulled out of the driveway and then the beginning between Wal-Mart and Shop ‛n Save. Anyway, I saw the sign at Phillip's, and gasoline (I have to say the full word or else KitKat will laugh about me using the word "gas") has dropped down to $2.20. I told the kids that made MY "London, London Bridge Wanna Go Down." As always, good ol' Mom pushed them into mortification mode, but I got a laugh out of it. I told them if they make me listen to that crap, the least they can do is let me dance like a fool while we're driving. I was going to town, my hand swinging over my head in full circles while snapping. I figure if I keep diggin' these jams, they'll start liking easy listening or something. One can only hope...
Did you know some combination/key locks are actually gay? According to Tiger's Eye, they are. Almost all of them. Then, you know what? We got to the purple locks and those were cool. Uh, Baby? My firstborn? The one who has been with me the longest? That just screams off the gaydar...He went with a nice bronze key lock. If I have to run up to the school and take him the dupe key, I am NOT going to be happy. I'll be singin' and swingin' my London Bridge as I go through the school! Don't put it past me, either. Others have underestimated my power to debase myself for a good giggle!
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