Tuesday, January 31, 2006

How does she see that already?

I don't really remember when it happened to me. When did I start finding boys cute and not mean little creatures that pulled pig tails or pushed you down. I clearly remember the first little boy I had a crush on. Frankie and boy was he CUTE! Was that it? Was then when it happened? I must have been in the third grade, surely it wasn't sooner.

Last week while in the library, I notice a boy, he just caught my eye. He came to the counter to ask me a question, to which I recall NOT having the answer to. What I noticed was, he was very cute. Dressed all boy, with the lasted hair style, just very well groomed. He continued his search for "the" book and finally made his way back to check out.

After he left the the room I said to myself, sort of thinking out loud, "man, he's a cuuuutie." Not thinking much of it and not realizing Mina was standing right behind me she says "Mommy, you know, I was JUST thinking the same thing." I stood there without words for a moment and then said "WHAT?" I don't even think I heard anything she said after that.

My concern has just been elevated to the next level. I mean for crying out loud, what's next, "high alert?"

"The mark of a true crush...is that you fall in love first and grope for reasons afterward. "

-Shana Alexander

Monday, January 30, 2006

Happy Birthday Michael!

Happy birthday to you....

"January 29, 2006"

January 29, 1999 11:33p

My baby boy.....still my baby, just getting older!

Happy birthday, pumpkin puss!!

"Happy is the son whose faith in his mother remains unchallanged"


Sunday, January 29, 2006

Sunday Funnies

If big busted babe's work at Hooters.....

Where do one legged men work?












Friday, January 27, 2006

Because I have to know!

What is reasonable? The norm or a fair average? What would YOU consider a reasonable number per week to engage in adult play time? (no clothes required) I'm not necessarily asking what you do personally, just what you think. I know, I know, it depends a lot on age, family life, (number of kids and ages) work, living arrangements, etc. Still, taking these many factors into consideration, what is fair?

I ask, because I've been told by several close friends, that I need HELP! That's right, help. That I should seriously consider looking into some sort of therapy, lol. Because in this house, it's more than 3 but less than 7 times a week. I mean these women have actually gasped. I don't know why, they are the ones that asked. Is it completely abnormal? Is there reason for these people to be standing there with their mouths gaping open?

Well, this just may confirm what has been suspected all along......I'm NOT normal!

I do however, have friend that shares my view on this subject. You know who you are, and if it's discovered that I need therapy.......you're coming with me Missy!

“Sex is more than an act of pleasure, its the ability to be able to feel so close to a person, so connected, so comfortable that its almost breathtaking to the point you feel you can’t take it. And its at this moment your a part of them."


Thursday, January 26, 2006

HNT #12

The man with the muscle!
Hold that pose.
(I'm thinking he may need to beef up a bit)
Happy HNT all!!
"Nothing stops the man who desires to achieve. Every obstacle is simply a course to develop his achievement muscle. It's a strengthening of his powers of accomplishment."
- Thomas Carlyle

Wednesday, January 25, 2006

People that could bring me to the edge

Typically, I'm an easy going kinda gal. Nothing to much gets me all that excited, unless of course it is involving my children or an issue I deem extremely important. However, this said, on an off day anyone of the following is liable to send me over the edge.

- People who dispose of gum inappropriately. Example: spitting it on a sidewalk for me or either of my kids to step in, and trapes all over the place. Then I have to pick YOUR nasty chewed mess off the bottom of their shoe and anywhere else it may have gotten. YACK!

- People who talk, just to hear their own voice. These dopes truly have nothing worth while to say, yet don't know how to shut theirs mouths.

- People who do not wash their hands. This issue, I've already addressed.

- People who are unprepared. Example: if you don't have your crap together before getting in line at the bank, then DON'T. There is no reason to make everyone else that has it together wait on your ill prepared butt.

- People that don't click over to their call waiting. That is the sole reason for that service...so there is NO call waiting. If you don't want to use it, you're better off just having a busy signal. At least this way, the person calling doesn't know that they have been identified and you are just not interested in talking to them.

- People that don't give the elderly proper consideration. I mean really! These folks have made it to 75, 85 even 95 years of age to what, be abused by you? They have lived a long time, let the rest of their time be pleasant. Yes, that even goes for the Mother in laws. Trust me, I have one.

- People that slam their brakes on to stop at a yellow light. Listen, if you plan to drive so fast that you have to screech to a stop, just go through it. I don't need you killing me behind you because you're an idiot driver.

- People that don't buckle in their kids. That just pisses me off. These kids are depending on you, the adult to do the right thing by them. To not strap them into a car seat or seat belt is just insane. I swear, I have such an urge to call the police on these morons.

- People who have no manner. I am perfectly fine with being, bumped into, stepped on or cut off as long as there in an "excuse me" or "Oh, I'm sorry" that follows. If not, you are just asking for a smack. It's RUDE!

- People who have the "Keeping up with the Jones'" mentality. Be grateful for what you have, because regardless of how little you think it is, there is always someone with less.

- People who expect. I very rarely say no. (man, I can't believe I only have two kids) I typically always do what I'm asked, will give you anything you need or want, if within my power and my time it yours. I'm always happy to do. But, it's not to be expected...I don' t owe anybody anything. Well, with the exception of Mom and Dad.

- People who leave their blinkers on. I mean, if you can't hear it OR see that you've left it on while flying down the interstate, might I suggest a strobe light or an ear piercing noise for a friendly reminder. And, if you really are planning to make a hard left while doing 75, please I'm going to need a little more than a blinker.

- People that stink. It's 2006 folks. There is NO reason in this world to have a nasty odor. Grab a bar of Zest and have a ball. I'm telling you, you're going to feel Zestfully CLEAN!!

“What annoyances are more painful than those of which we cannot complain?"

- Marquis De Custine

Tuesday, January 24, 2006

Over Heard

Has usual, today was another "runnin' with my hair on fire" kind of day. I get home from school with the kids and have a hundred things to get done before I head back out with Michael for basket ball practice. The kids disappear into the bedroom to play. I have no real idea what they are doing and don't give them much thought.

Me, I'm flying around the house like a lunatic. Our home is not all that large so flying in it is quite dangerous, but I risked it. I was headed back down the hall to the kitchen to check on dinner when I hear Michael say "yeah, and who's your Daddy?" WHAT? I mean, what did he just say? OK, I said, I didn't really know what they where up to, but my word. What could they be doing.

I stop just on the other side of the doorway and continue to listen. I heard Michael playing with is action guys and apparently Mina had a "playing house" situation going on. Michael, looking over his shoulder had asked Mina who the Daddy was to the kids she was playing house with. WHEW!

I thought for sure I was going to look in there and see Mina, dressed ready to walk the streets with Michael getting ready to pimp her out.

“One day I'm a prostitute and the next day I'm a nun. Where else could you get instant conversion like that?"

-Lois Bootsin

Monday, January 23, 2006

What time is it?

According to my night owl, it's BED time. Finding Michael in this state, tells me only that it is insanely late. He is will stay awake until the bitter end and at all costs. The last words out of his mouth were "Mommy, but I'm NOT tried!" Yeah, alright...whatever!

But than again, what are weekends for but for falling asleep upside down, half hanging off the couch?

"All men whilst they are awake are in one common world: but each of them, when he is asleep, is in a world of his own."

- Plutarch

Saturday, January 21, 2006

Sunday Funnies

A Husband walks into Victoria's Secret to purchase some sheer lingeriefor his wife. He is shown several possibilities that range from $250 to $500 inprice, the more sheer, the higher the price. He opts for the most sheer item, pays the $500 and takes the lingerie home. He presents it to his wife and asks her to go upstairs, put it on and model it for him. Upstairs, the wife takes a peek at the price tag and thinks, "I have an idea. It's so sheer that it might as well be nothing. I won't put it on, do the modeling naked, return it tomorrow and keep the $500 refund for myself." So she appears naked on the balcony and strikes a pose. The husband says, "Good Lord! You'd think for $500, they'd at least iron it!"

He never even heard the shot. Funeral on Thursday.

Friday, January 20, 2006

I just don't "Have A Heart"

One of the most ridiculous contraptions ever created. The mouse trap that catches these nasty little rodents ALIVE! Could someone please, tell me why would anyone ever want to do that?

These disease carrying vermin...

- Can begin breeding at 50 days old
- Are in heat every 4-5 days
- Are pregnant for only 3 weeks
- Can breed again after ONLY 14-18 hours of giving birth
- And have 10-12 babies at a time

So yes, lets do spare the life of the one pain in the a$$ mouse that may have found his way in out of the cold. PLEASE! I want the trap that slams the boobie hatch down and whacks them instantly. I mean, I don't even want them to get the cheese....no last meal at my house. I expect to have the creature almost in half at the end of the day.

Hand Honey a bag and rid of the whole ordeal!

I can live with Green Eggs and Ham BUT, I will NOT have a Mouse In My House!!

"Today, if you invent a better mousetrap, the government comes along with a better mouse."

-Ronald Reagan

Thursday, January 19, 2006

HNT #11


Purchased and applied by: Daddy
Photography by: Mommy
Hm, maybe we should be taking parenting classes!
Happy HNT all!!
"The world is divided into two kinds of people: those who have tattoos, and those who are afraid of people with tattoos."
~Author Unknown

Wednesday, January 18, 2006

You just never know

I was told today that two of the students at our school lost the Dads this weekend. They were both sudden and obviously very tragic.

I don't have any details surrounding either death, with the exception of the cause. Mr. H. died of a massive heart attack. His son is a fourth grade student whom I know quite well and just saw Friday afternoon. I remember telling him to have a good weekend. Ugh!

Mr. K. was killed in an accident. I don't know what type of accident as of now. His son is a second grade student that I also know.

It's a horrifying thought, that in just a split moment in time, two women lost that husbands and two little boys are now without their Dad. What a harsh reminder that it could have been me that lost my husband and the father of my children, should it have been another day.
Remember to tell the ones you love just how much they mean to you. It's scary to think you may not get another chance.

Please, keep these families in your thoughts and prayers, for they have a long road ahead of them.

"You must live for another if you wish to live for yourself."

- Lucius Annaeus Seneca

Tuesday, January 17, 2006

Section R18.04.020

Wash Your Hands!!
Three times in less than a week, unbelievable. What is it with people that they don't wash their hands? It's just disgusting.
Mina and I took a trip to the supermarket to get a couple of things. As usual, she has emergent call from nature, so I stash my cart and off we run. Made it! We were just finishing up and getting ready to wash our hands, when in comes an employee. I said hello and commented that she sounded like she didn't feel good. She replied, "no I don't, I have a terrible cold." She proceeds to blow her nose. I mean BLOW. It was so incredibly loud and nasty that Mina even looked up from the sink. I'm thinking, "YAK!" She finishes foolin' with her blower and leaves the bathroom. Now, I know she didn't use the facility for which it is meant but still. She should have washed her hands before leaving that room considering what she did do. I mean it is cold and flu season. Ugh!
This weekend we spent some time in an arena, for a car expo. It was cold and nasty and thought the kids would love it. It was very crowded, which was expected and was a bit disappointing. While cruising around, again, my peanut bladdered little girl has to pee. We look around for the nearest ladies room and one happened to be right where we were. Yay! Honey stands outside the door while I go in with Mina. It was empty with the exception of two other doors that were closed. Mina goes in and does her thing while I'm holding her door closed. (the place was immaculate so I let her in the stall alone. Can't keep them in a bubble forever) While standing there, one door opens and woman comes out. The thing is, she walked right past the sinks and out the door. Then the second door opens and another woman comes out and does the same exact thing. Only she, stopped briefly in front of the full length mirror to check herself and then leaves. I was beside myself. What is with these women? They weren't teenage girls who were thinking of the hot guy following them around and just forgot. They were grown women, who should know better. There is no excuse. It's just gross!
Then out comes Mina and heads immediately to the sink while rolling up her sleeves, without being told. She's FIVE!
"Cleanliness is indeed next to godliness."
-Christopher Morley

Monday, January 16, 2006

Nightmare on our street

Honey and I talk to each other several times a day. He calls, I call....to say hi, or how is your day going, what are you up too or what time will you be home? Really, to say a whole bunch of nothing but that's just what we do, always have and I love it.

On a morning last week he calls only to ask me, "Honey, do you still love me?" Oh man, I'm thinking he's having a mid life crisis or he was struck in the head very hard with a large object and doesn't recall who he is. I answer him, laughing naturally, "Of course. What kind of question is that?" He tells me that he is just checking. He then admits that he had a dream but couldn't get into just then. Great. Now, I have to wait the entire day to find out what I've done in this dream to cause such a question.

Finally, he's home. Greeted with the usual kiss and a little extra. (my, my what have I done?) He begins telling me...we were at a get together with some friends. After everyone left this gathering, we were left with the hosting couple. Apparently we were friendly with these people. We are just chatting and watching TV, when I excuse myself and go to the bathroom. The male half of the hosting couple did the same thing, only he went into the kitchen to get popcorn. So he said. Honey, being the tack he is, realizes we were both gone and for way to long. Then he hears me make a sound that he is very familiar with and decides to investigate the situation. He enters the kitchen and there he finds me in a compromising position on the kitchen counter with Mr. Man. (oh man, WHAT?) He leave the kitchen and then the house. He reaches for the door to close it behind him and wakes up.

I'm am now hysterical. He tells me that it was so real. When he woke, his heart was pounding and he was sweating. It's nice to know I still have such an effect on him. As for me having an affair? NEVER! I have never once, ever thought about having an affair. Man, even if I did....where would I ever find the time?

“Marriage is not a simple love affair, it's an ordeal, and the ordeal is the sacrifice of ego to a relationship in which two have become one"

- Joseph Campbell

Sunday, January 15, 2006

Sunday Funnies

I sometimes think this is SO right!

Friday, January 13, 2006

Out of gas

Today was run on turbo thrust. I was full throttle today. First thing was drop kids at school, then back to Mina's educational establishment for a field trip. The class went to a musical play, it was GREAT! Back at noon, then home for lunch, laundry, and dinner prep. Time to get Michael. Run a few errands, back home. Finish laundry, general tidying, spelling word practice quiz and reading time with Michael, dinner...then Daddy's home. Clean kitchen and we're all off to Michael's scout meeting. The Pinewood Derby race was held tonight, what fun. Michael took a first place ribbon and had the best time. Then it was home again, wash up, brush teeth and into bed. Whew!

Now, I think I will relax with the man who has my heart!

And I will leave you, with this one......happy Friday!

"It is the heart that makes a man rich. He is rich according to what he is, not according to what he has."

-Henry Ward Beecher

Thursday, January 12, 2006

HNT #10

Behind the Eyes

What do you think is behind her black beauties?
Happy HNT all!!

“There are no seven wonders of the world in the eyes of a child. There are seven million."
- Walt Streightiff

Wednesday, January 11, 2006

My backup man

The sound of music. This house is always ringing with the sound of music. There is something playing at all times.

While in the kitchen, doing who knows what, I had Rascal Flatts...Melt screaming on the boom box. Thinking I was alone in my Rascal bliss, I just had to put on my groove. I even think I was singing into a wooden spoon. I turn around, and there he stands, my little boy. He was wearing an enormous smile and said giggling, "Mommy, what are you doing?" I just had to laugh. I told him, "I'm throwin' it down, come on over here." I put him on my feet and we waltzed around the kitchen. As we danced Michael notices my wedding band and asked,"Mommy, what is that gold ring and why do you wear it all the time?" I briefly explained that it was a special ring that Daddy gave me when we got married. It means that we love each other very much and will stay together forever.

Before we finished our dance Michael squeezed me has hard as he could around my waist and looked up at me with his beautiful golden brown eyes and said, "Mommy, when I grow up and get big, I think I'm going to get one of those rings and marry you too." I haven't heard any sweeter words since hearing his Daddy make the same statement.

"There is a bit of insanity in dancing that does everybody a great deal of good."

~Edwin Denby

Tuesday, January 10, 2006

The bumper sticker is SO right!

Recently I've become friendly with another volunteer Mom, lets call her Bonni. Bonni and I have worked on several projects together and as women do, we talk, about almost everything.

Bonni commented that all though she loves her husband she didn't particularly care for her in-laws. He brother in-law more specifically. She mentioned there was a coolness and strange distances between she and him and didn't know why or what she may have done. This weekend the reason was revealed.

He stated that he has an overwhelming distaste for large women, and finds them repulsive. Can you believe that? I'm still beside myself. Even as I'm typing this, I'm getting mad all over again. Now granted, my new friend is not my size, but she isn't tremendous either. We wouldn't have to bury her in a piano box should she kick the bucket tonight. This woman is a pleasure to be in the company of. She's funny, friendly, generous with her time and money, kind and most important to me, talkative. Not to mention extremely attractive.

Now, for this MORON to disregard all of these qualities just because she isn't in a size 6 or 8 body is incomprehensible and inexcusable. Bonni has never said this to him but told me that he is a middle-aged, unemployed loser who is drain on society. He is relationshipless and has for the most part always been. I think he's a bitter SOB who needs some serious medication along with hard core counseling. Ugh!

I'm not sure how it will all turn out. But I do know that if I were a guy, I would hunt him down and kick his ass. Being a woman, if I ever came across him I would smack him right in the mouth, at the very least.

"Mean People SUCK!!!"

“What the superior person seeks is in themselves. What the mean person seeks is in others."


Monday, January 09, 2006

I've been tagged!

Five things of weirdness have been requested of me by my friend Peas. I don't know how that could be. I like to think I lean toward the side of normal. However, the people that know me may not completely agree with that. I suppose they know best!

Well, here are my things. What do you think?

1. I love to watch Honey shave. It's not an everyday occurrence but when I know he's shaving I stand just inches from him and watch every stroke as he pulls the razor over his face.

2. I take great care in folding my families laundry. The shirts all look those in a department stores and everyone undies are neatly folded. Well, everyone except mine. I NEVER fold my own underwear. In fact, THAT drawer of mine looks like a bin at a rummage sale.

3. Before I roast a chicken, we always have a last dance. I take it by the wings and dance it around the pan, then toss it into the incinerator. (K. Maybe this borderlines sick, not weird.)

4. When I eat a banana, I try to eat it in as few bites as I can. It's become quite a thing with these bananas.

5. I shake the gallon of milk, always before I pour it. I don't know why I do this. It's not like it separates or anything. For crying out loud, I'm not milkin' a cow in the backyard.

"Know what's weird? Day by day, nothing seems to change. But pretty soon, everything's different."

- Bill Watterson

Sunday, January 08, 2006

Sunday Funnies

A woman goes to the doctor for her yearly physical. The nurse starts with certain basic items."How much do you weigh?" she asks."115," she says. The nurse puts her on the scale. It turns out her weight is 140.

The nurse asks, "Your height?""5 foot 8," she says. The nurse checks and sees that she only measures 5' 5".

She then takes her blood pressureand tells the woman it is very high." Of course it's high!" she screams," When I came in here I was tall and slender!

Now I'm short and fat!"

Saturday, January 07, 2006

The only thing I have to say is.........



For the entertainment this evening and your viewing pleasure A&E presents this. They had a most interesting story about Ozzy Osbourne, his life. He is the fried freak of nature to say the very least, and there he was singing the praises of Marilyn Manson. Another freakin' MORON who needs some serious psychiatric help. OK. What's worse, is the people who follow these idiots. It's a scary, scary thing!

Friday, January 06, 2006

Over Heard

School is back in session. So the kids are back in class and I am manning my post in the library. Certainly not because I'm a literary genius, I just like hanging out with the kids. Since this was my first day back in the school after the holidays, I went to the cafeteria, where I would be able to see them all.

Michael and Mina apparently were suffering from some sort of withdrawal because they HAD to be seated next to one another. While I was cruising around, catching up on all the loot that was delivered to my little friends by Santa I heard Parker, who is one of Michael's friends and was sitting on the other side of him say, "Hey Michael, how old is your sister?" Now, I'm thinking "hm, I wonder why the inquiry." Michael told him that she was five. Parker, stretches his neck to look around Michael and get a look at Mina. He then says "Huh, that's OLD!" Michael looks at him and said "Nah, not really."

I swear, they are SEVEN years old, NOT seventeen. WTF!!!! And, WHEN did five become old?

"It is the woman who chooses the man who will choose her."


Thursday, January 05, 2006

HNT #9

A reminder of warmer days.

Now, if I could only find some sand to stick my toes in.
(What do ya think? Next Summer, barefoot?)
Happy HNT everyone!!!!
"If you want children to keep their feet on the ground, put some responsibility on their shoulders."
- Abigail Van Buren
*Spikey1, here are MY tan lines, lol!

Wednesday, January 04, 2006

Mommy = Super Hero

Am I wrong here? I mean anyone who is called Mommy, can also be classified as a Super Hero. Period! The do all, fix all, plan all person.

I remember the days of nursing an infant while chasing a toddler and at the same time on the phone with our insurance guy. I remember finishing folding clothes, while starting dinner with a baby on the counter in a bouncy seat and a toddle ripping my pots and pans out of the cabinets. Supermarket shopping, paper work and banking. Some of you are still in this phase. (Tighten your cape)

Now, I'm racing kids to school, doing my volunteer work, bringing Mina to dance lessons and doing Michael's homework while we wait. Hauling Michael to basketball practice while mentally planning a meal with the chicken I took out of the freezer earlier. Typically, it is all us. Sure we get helping hands once in a while but for the most part, we see to it that our family is fed, schooled, cleaned and exercised. ALL this and still a star in the bedroom. See, Super Hero!

Well, today I thought I lost my Hero status. The kids and I went to see Honey at lunch today. (He's been home ALL week, I don't know what I was thinking) We pull into the parking lot of the shop, which is in a warehouse setting. There is a tractor trailer getting ready to unload and blocking the drive. Well, no problem here. Michael sees it and shouts "Mommy, QUICK make the truck flat and we'll slide right underneath it!" Hm, if I had to power to make a Suburban flat enough to slide under a rig like that, I'd be stylin'. (Maybe I should have him cut back on his Masked Marvel Movies.)

"The joys of motherhood are never fully experienced until the children are in bed."

- Author Unknown

*Truly, all women are Super hero's!

Tuesday, January 03, 2006

MomyblogR? Nevah mind....

I think I should probably change my name to MomyrolR. Both of my kids always get money from friends and family for their special occasions. Unlike the adults in this house, they are both very good about saving it. Money comes in, they get their wallets, load them up and it's back into their underwear drawers.

Michael had $80. plus at one time and he wanted to show Daddy, but when he opened his wallet, it was empty. Daddy repaid my debt, but it wasn't long before I emptied it once more. Michael went to put a couple of dollars in his wallet and once again, gone. All of it. I was out and he actually called me and said "Mommy, you have to stop rolling me, or I'm going to have to find another hiding place." I cracked up and heard just as much laughter coming from the other end in the back ground, it was Honey.

Mina is no exception. She had $30. something in her wallet. However, at the moment she is left with only something. She is not on to me yet but when she is, I'll hear ALL about it.

I know. I have a problem. I steal from my children. But, isn't the first step to getting help the admission of a problem? See, then I'm well on my way. "Hi, my name is MomyblogR and I roll my children on a regular basis." Gee, is there even help for that?

We have a problem now with parents stealing their kids' CDs or money, so the roles have been reversed.

-Jerry Only

Monday, January 02, 2006

A New Years Realization

My little family had a fabulous New Year. We were invited to a few get togethers and decided to try making it to two of them. Each were lots of fun and very different gatherings. The first party was with some of Honey's friends. There was loud music, lots of food, plenty to drink and some insane card games going on. Not at all my scene anymore, and certainly not somewhere I'd like to hang out with my munchkins. However, Honey was invited and thought it necessary to make a showing, so we did for about an hour or so. Whew!

Then it was on to the next. A couple that we are friendly with invited us to their home, where there were several other couples with kids, as well as theirs. There too, was plenty of food, things to drink and not so loud music. We all enjoyed ourselves and the kids had a blast. Because we were braving the roads, there was no drinking for either of us. Well, I did splurge and have a glass of red wine. It was very nice. As the New Year got closer, we handed out poppers and noise makers to all the kids, poured Champagne and Sparkling Juice in glasses and we adults gathered near our significant others. Then it was 6..5..4..3..2..1! Happy New Year!! We toasted and there were kisses all around. (It's hard to believe I've been kissing the same man on New Years Eve for 15 years)

Once things settled down, we gathered our very sleepy but excited kids and got ready to leave. My realization was this. After beings at both places to enjoy the evening, which I did, I realized how incredibly happy I am with my life. I've always known it, but being out there even though it was with people I like and socialize with regularly, it occurred to me that I'm very lucky. There is so much turmoil and unhappiness even among this smallest of groups.

I am still crazy in love with Honey, I adore my children, love my home and community, and couldn't even for one moment fathom my life being any different than it is. For this I'm grateful.

Once home, we tucked in our exhausted little party animals. This allowing Mommy and Daddy to have the last bit of awake time to bring in the New Year together. *sigh* :)!

"Youth is when you're allowed to stay up late on New Year's Eve. Middle age is when you're forced to."

- Bill Vaughan

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