Saturday, March 06, 2004

Stewart Predicts She'll Be Exonerated

It doesn't really surprise me all that much. In the beginning, I really felt that someone who didn't like her was out to get her. I couldn't understand why someone so rich, would do something so stupid, for a net gain of basically nothing compared to the vast empire she had.

Then I started following the story. As I read on and learned more, I started to get the impression that she felt that she could get away with it. After all, she was Martha Stewart.

Is she guilty? It still looks that way but I do believe that she has a better than even chance of getting away with it, and at most, getting a bit of a slap on the wrist. Let's face it. The woman is a bitch. But she's a damn filthy rich bitch. You know the saying. Money talks. Look what happened with O.J. Simpson.

Planes, trains and automobiles..oh yes, and toads

We live on an acre, and most of our land resides in our backyard. There's a privacy fence in the back, and directly behind that, is a lake. One of the things that this so called body of water hosts, is toads. Apparently, that's not all but I'll go into more detail when I experience them. My husband was moving some boxes around in the garage one day and had left the garage door open. When he was done, he closed up the garage and went about the rest of the day. The next morning, he went out in the garage, not paying attention to where he was going, and promptly stepped on one of these toads...or whatever they are. He then proceeded to scoop said toad up with a shovel, and toss it on to the front lawn. Before he could get a bag to put it in, a vulture swooped down and grabbed it.

Let's see, the night before he nearly hit a deer on the little rural road we have that leads to our little area. Maybe I should post about that. I think it would be called "Why I have a deer whistle on my bumper." I could probably do it in 60 words or less.

My lunch with fourth graders

Yesterday, I went to have lunch with my eldest at her school. I try to alternate weeks for this. One week, one child, and the next week, the other one. They both really love it when I do, and their school isn't all that far away from the base, so it makes it easy.

So, as I was having lunch with my eldest and her classmates, they started to tell me all of their jokes. For those of you who have been around kids that age, you know the kind I mean. Most of them are really bad.

Well, one particularly friendly girl who was sitting across from me, proceeded to tell me a joke that apparently hand gotten around the class. I noticed that the kids were all watching me closely, so I figured I was going to have to closely guard my reaction. After all, I'm a cool mom, or so they tell me.

The joke:

An elementary teacher was in her classroom, when one of her students walked in late.

Teacher: Why are you late?
Student: I was on top of Cherry Hill

Author's note: You would think that, being a former child, I would have guessed what was going to happen.

Then, another boy walked in late.

Teacher: Why are you late?
Student: I was on top of Cherry Hill

As she proceeded to teach the class, a girl who she didn't recognize, walked into the classroom.

Teacher: Hi there. I don't think I've ever seen you before. What is your name?
Girl: Cherry Hill

My first reaction was much the same as yours, but I hid it well and laughed with the rest of them. In the beginning, I really didn't know how to handle it but two things came to my mind.

1) They probably had NO clue as to what the whole thing meant.
2) I told the very same type of jokes when I was that age.

And on that note, I'll sign off and go get some lunch. I've got some work to do around the house, and some boxes to empty. I'm just hoping that there aren't any toads in them.

Mood: Content
Background Noise: Squeaky chair

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