Book Reviews by Ehlen Administration

Ok, just finished this layout for a kit I won, sort of, and I actually really like it so I'm going to post it. More baby David scraps are in my DST gallery - link on right.

This is David's new obsession, watching this pug lick his computer screen. He just sits there and giggles at it, and if I should dare to let the screen hit screen saver, he freaks out and hits the nearest key he can get to. Hey, if something amuses David for more than 30 seconds, I'm good with it.

Ok, so we've established that David does not like snow. At least when he's wearing so much protective gear that he can't get up when he falls down, which is frequent in big, puffy snowsuits. It snowed about 7" here, so I was thinking David might have fun playing in it. Maybe next year...

And who is RDA? Why this is the affectionate nickname for Richard Dean Anderson in the Crepeau household. Richard. Dean. Anderson. (said w/ smokers husky Patti and Selma voices) Now I do not have many celebrity crushes. Even as a hormonal teenager, it was pretty much limited to Zack Morris, MacGyver and Captain Jean Luc Picard. I know, I have weird celebrity crushes when I have them, with the exception of Zack Morris. But seriously, RDA is something like 57 today, and he still looks good. Yes, Matt is ok with my RDA crush, as he is now a big RDA fan due to a little show called Stargate SG-1, of which my brother has graciously loaned us boxed sets of seasons 1-6. However Matt did not grow up with MacGyver, which I see as tantamount to child abusion (another Lukism) and will be remedied. Although Matt does have a healthy respect for duct tape, which is evidence of RDA's influence via MacGyver, whether he knew it or not. So in summary, happy birthday RDA, and here's hoping all the...

For the guy to come fix our heater! Seriously, why do your appliances always go out at the worst possible time? Our furnace has been sputtering since yesterday evening, and it is downright frigid in here. Of course,we called the gas company, and they won't come fix it b/c it's MLK day. Luckily I was able to find a private company that's open today. Ooooh! Guy's here! Yes! Apparently it's the igniter. Uh huh. Yup, sure thing. Anyway, the guy said it's a fairly new furnace, but the previous owners replaced it w/ the cheapest possible furnace they could find. I explained to him that seems to be the story of our house. Sigh. It's a houseloaf really. Made of real houseparts, but doesn't quite seem to take on that real house quality most of the time. Oh well, at least we won't freeze tonight.

Ok, I am not good at math. But I can't figure out how exactly David was able to kick a cold in a couple of days that has laid me out since Weds. He was miserable for Fri evening and all day yesterday, but this evening is fine. I, on the other hand, have not been able to talk louder than a hoarse whisper for 3 days. So the real question is, how exactly am I going to keep up with a healthy toddler when I'm sick, when I can't keep up with him when I'm healthy?

...since I was so angry that I cried. But it happened today. You know, I realize this is the holiday season, and that everyone is under stress, and particularly businesses are trying to deliver for the holidays. But one shop owner I dealt with today took my breath away with how rude she was. Here's the story. My little brother plays peewee hockey on a local team. For a fundraiser they contracted with this local florist , Ambrosia Flowers, for what I initially thought was a great offer. You pay $20 and get a bouquet every month for a year. It doesn't work for me because I don't live in the same town, but I was happy for my family. I've been puppy sitting for my parents this weekend so they could get away for a couple days, so I thought I would be nice and go pick up this month's arrangement, as they had been meaning to do it for like a week and were too busy. Well when I walked in the lady said they couldn't honor it because it was the week before Christmas, and...