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Happy Saturday to You.

Well, it is Saturday morning and it is just the kids and I. Clint has headed off for the weekend to relax and do some fishing. He won a weekend with a camper for free from the MWR, here on post. Lucky guy.

Ethan has decided that 19 month old babies with big balls, should not have to wear diapers. He keeps showing up butt-ass naked. Gotta love a nudist.

The insurance called and it was a mere $408 to fix the car I backed into. Whew!!! I suppose I should be releaved I didn't damage my vehicle. I am glad, I just can't believe I backed smack dab into that poor woman's car.

Tuesday, August 2nd is National Night Out. Jennifer and I will be at Iron Horse Park doing our campainging for mayor. A bunch of the giorls in the neighborhood have offered to help us out. We are going to win. We are going to win.

My counter has passed 20,000. What should I do to celebrate? Any ideas?

Off to try to get through my entire blogroll for a second day in a row.

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