• As you have done unto the least of these…
• We should all memorize this 
• Cool art
• A neat way to wax trivial; kind of like an interactive Sergeant Pepper’s LHCB cover
• A ton of work for something that tastes so awful. Mavis and I were just talking about this the other day. Have you seen shows like Cake Boss? Do you notice how much human-hand contact there is on those cakes? *shudder* A bit too much for my liking. I mean, I know lots of people don’t eat fondant — it’s basically for looks, and the creations do look gorgeous with it. I just prefer cake without a rind.
• As much as we hate to admit it, Google can do just about anything
• Anyone else feel uncomfortable (or indicted) after reading this? Ouch. Favorite quote: “Balanced people don’t change the world.” That’s encouraging news, personally.

“If you can’t say anything nice, don’t say anything at all.” So I will be very good and refrain from commenting on how I feel this morning about the coming week.

Instead, I’ll ask YOU about how your weekend went! Did you get everything done? Are you happy it’s Monkday? Are you filled with dread?

Last night, we celebrated Bob’s birthday. It was a fantastic party, with great food (and the cakes went over well, whew what a relief), and fun people (about 20 or so). I actually got to spend time with my own children — how about that? The Js were there too, which was a highlight for me. And I must comment on their wonderful behavior, given that they were in an enclosed space for two hours without being able to go out and play (it was raining). Jake didn’t hit what Hannah calls “the silly wall” until just before it was time to leave. So proud of both boys, yay.

The birthday boy had a grand time, I think. Don’t you think the mug bears a striking resemblance?

Once again, hope you had a good weekend. I’m late for the showers and the road. Where’d that weekend go anyhow?

FO

Gonna be one crazy weekend, fiends.

Today

• Take Mavis to the doctor
• Meet BFF Kay at Bux
• Shop for various & sundry items
• Wedding at 4
• Pick up Mavis, bake all evening

Up at 3 a.m. and don’t feel like working? Why, that’s the best time to hit StumbleUpon. (Also classified as a catch-all portal to “Do NOT Go Here” sites.)

Ever wonder what happened to “Uh-Oh” Oreos, Keebler Magic Middles, or black Mountain Dew, or Butterfinger BBs? They all went to that junk food pantry in the sky. Bummer. I loved Keebler Magic Middles.

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Now this. This is a hobby, by crackie.

Someone posted in the comments that they’d like to see a video of this process. It’s fascinating to me; I’d like to see one, too.

Are they still legal tender if they’re all hoboed up?

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How many times did you watch this before the coolness factor wore off?

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I have to buy this book. Wow.

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Martha Stewart’s Apple Pie Cake for Christmas Eve? I think so.

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History buffs, I’m warning you: Do NOT go here.

There are hundreds of pictures in categories like:

~ “Construction of…” (in this case, the Eiffel Tower)
~ “Evolution of…”
~ “Through the Lens of…”
~ “Things That Time Forgot”

Plan on spending some quality time being a Retronaut.

And speaking of quality time, mine’s almost over. It is Finkday, however, so there’s some consolation in that. Big weekend planned around these parts.

PS — OMG. I SO READ THIS AS AN ELEMENTARY SCHOOL STUDENT! They passed them out in school, when I was maybe in the 2nd or 3rd grade. Scared me to death. All I could think of for the next few days (weeks, decades) was the picture of the kid under the train, and “Bill lost an eye, and Joe lost a leg.” Horrifying.

Last night, I had a meltdown of sorts.

After two brief after-school rehearsals, I came home to look in on the Thriller, who is sick as the proverbial dog. After confirming that he was indeed still alive, I grabbed a quick dinner of yogurt and 3 cookies, changed clothes, came back downstairs, and sat down to my LIST (*hoo-ah*):

• Wrap Jake’s birthday gift
• Finish choreography for Hernando’s Hideaway
• Go to Tractor Supply and look for flashlights
• Go to grocery and pick up stuff for test-drive of Bob’s birthday cake
• Call Daddy