Scary thing...

Another fly by...

We've been playing an endless game of trying to out smart the plumbing demons that keep flooding our basement since before Christmas.
Yes, that was KEEP flooding. As in, we've had water in four times as part of the whole same problem.
Yes, we were in a hotel from Dec. 24th to Jan. 4th because the water drowned our furnace/water heater and it was too freakin' COOOOOOOOLD to stay in the house.
Yes, everything in our basement died a tragic death. :(
HOWEVER... The ONLY other family in our town that has our last name (which isn't the most common in this part of the country) had their house burned down to the ground in a series of two back to back fires.
So, thanks be to God that we're not dealing with THAT level of problems right now!
...but R.I.P Water heater/furnace, anyways.
PS- Who else is enjoying watching the Clinton machine flounder? :)

Well, he's certainly got my vote...

...Just kidding, just kidding.

Obviously, the baby pictured here will not be eligible to be president for at least another four decades.

However, "once punched Hillary Clinton in the face" is not a bad thing to add to the resume of a presidential hopeful, right? ;) ;)

Love Google image search!

And now for something abjectly terrifying..

Well, this was too good not to share...

...but getting a brain freeze at the library from laughing (quietly!!) too hard while drinking my smoothie was less then enjoyable...

Hillary Clinton and her Driver were cruising along a country road one evening when an ancient cow loomed in front of the car. The Driver tried to avoid it, but couldn't. The aged bovine was struck and killed.

Hillary told her Driver to go to the farmhouse and explain to the owners what had happened. She stayed in the car, making phone calls to Lobbyists.

About an hour later, the Driver staggered back to the car with his clothes in disarray. He was holding a half-empty bottle of expensive wine in one hand, a rare, huge Cuban cigar in the other and was smiling happily, smeared with lipstick.

"What happened to you?" asked Hillary.

"Well," the Driver replied, "the farmer gave me the cigar, his wife gave me the wine, and their two beautiful twin daughters made mad, passionate love to me."

"My God, what did you tell them?" asked Hillary.

The Driver replied, "I just stepped inside the door and said, I am Hillary Clinton's Driver, and I've just killed the old cow.

- The rest happened so fast I couldn't stop it."