Tornadoes + Trailers = Oh Crap

The last two days were chock full of tornado warnings around here. One touched down in a trailer neighborhood (it's not a trailer park... it's like people bought lots of land and plopped down either a trailer or a house... it's all mixed) and relocated parts of some of the trailers. When they interviewed the owners of the destroyed trailers, they were all well spoken and none of them seemed to be typical trailer trash. Then one of the women interviewed looked really familiar. Then they mentioned her name. She was B&T's preschool teacher when they were 2 years old.

It's a really weird neighborhood. There will be a creepy, crappy trailer, then a rather decent house, then a fairly new double wide, then a little block house, then another creepy crappy, then a cracker shack, then another decent house.... totally devoid of any sense of order.

Scottish Falsetto Sock Puppet Theater

I am, of course, a huge fan of Halloween. So when one of my facebook friends posted this video, I just had to inflict it on the rest of you:

An FYI regarding my old posts

I'm leaving them as 'today's' date for a couple of days before I correct them to their original dates so I can be glad they don't poop their pants anymore. Some of these posts were actually cross posted here anyway.

It's time

I'm going to actually transfer the backups from Journalspace to here. Yes, I did have backups, but they were from a year before the disaster. But that's ok, because that's when the boys were at their most amusing. Funny how when they get bigger, belligerence and general misbehaving is no longer funny.

The Prince of Darkness

Today was a weird weather day. This morning it was bright and sunny, then it clouded over. While folding some shirts, it suddenly got very, very dark. I asked, "Who brought the darkness?"

Brett replied, without looking up from his video game, "He did," and pointed at Tyler with his elbow.

"So, Tyler, are you the Prince of Darkness?" I asked.

"No, Ozzy Osbourne is," Tyler answered.

Then both of them chorused, "He's been the prince of darkness since 1979!"

I think they watch too much tv.

Going to the Orlando Tea Party

Since it is a weekday, and it is short notice, I'm not sure how the turnout will be. On the other hand, it is downtown and during lunch. Everything downtown is walking distance from Lake Eola, so

A Sorry Letter by Tyler

Tyler G.
Writing

I hit my freind in the back. It made a mark. It was redder than a baboons butt. Than I got in trouble. He told me to hit him. We had to write a sorry letter.

The End.

Mom's note: This is spelled exactly how it was in the letter. I found this tucked away in last year's student planner.

Back on my school schedule

I'm butt deep in homework from Wednesday til Saturday. I have one class that so far is full of rather dumb assignments. I could get them all done in about 5 minutes.

OMG IT'S COLDER!!

It's below freezing here in sunny (not really) Florida. Yes. It is 31 degrees out. I am so glad I bought the boys those oversized heavy winter coats. I thought they might wear them 2-4 times a year for the next 3 years. They wore them that many times last week. The other days they required sweatshirts and jackets (layers, it's FL, usually warms up in the afternoon)

Next thing you know, I'll see snow. If it's going to be this cold, we might as well. I haven't seen actual snow, beyond a flake or two, in florida in over 20 years. At that point, I was driving to MA during a storm that pretty much blanketed the east coast.

Sorry global worming fruit loops, I didn't believe your fairy tales before, I sure as hell don't believe it now