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A parental tool of discipline! I wish I had thought of this earlier. In past couple of days I have discovered a way to get the children to do what they’ve been asked to do. They, just like Little Bunny Foo-Foo, get three chances, if they still aren’t behaving they get subjected to early 80’s Power Ballads. Who wouldn’t do anything to make Chicago stop singing Hard To Say I’m Sorry? Bwahahahaha! And YouTube gives me quick and easy access to such atrocities. By the time he gets to, “Hold me now,” they are apologizing, begging for me to make it stop and doing what has been asked of them. I love you, YouTube.

Most of the time, Boy #2, who is a few years and a basement away from becoming  an internet addicted, basement dweller, only leaving home to go to work at Best Buy or Circuit City…. Sorry got lost in there for a second… Anyway, most of the url’s to YouTube that he sends me are lame and of no interest to me. But this one is pure genius! I laughed until my side hurt! And there is a whole series of ‘em!

I found this over at Agelika’s other blog. I swear to you this is exactly how Boy#1 and Boy#2 interact with each other everyday of their lives and always have.

As the day went on and no dumpster arrived, as 19:00 approached I sent my son outside to call the maintenance man to let him know that the dumpster has not yet arrived. He was told, “Oh, that’s right. I should have called and told you. It won’t be there now until Thursday.”

As I sit here in my empty living room void of all furniture except my desk and  office chair. I just knew as soon as my neighbor said, “Hey! I’ve got energy to burn. Let me move that stuff into the kitchen for you!” That I would be doomed to two days of my life on hold for just one room.

This had better be worth it.

Not only did I grow up watching General Hospital. But it has only been 6 years since I completely gave up Soap’s. Now the part that’s really painful, should you chose to watch the video below, know that I not only remember watching each of those very old scenes as they happened, I also can’t watch it without crying.

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A woman was walking down the street when she was accosted by a particularly dirty and shabby-looking homeless woman who asked her for a couple of dollars for dinner.

The woman took out her bill fold, extracted ten dollars and asked, “If I give you this money, will you buy some wine with it instead of dinner?” No, I had to stop drinking years ago”, the homeless woman replied.

“Will you use it to go shopping instead of buying food?” the woman asked. “No, I don’t waste time shopping”, the homeless woman said. “I need to spend all my time trying to stay alive.”

“Will you spend this at a beauty salon instead of food?” the woman asked.”Are you NUTS?” replied the homeless woman. “I haven’t had my hair done in 20 years!”

“Well,” said the woman, “I’m not going to give you the money. Instead, I’m going to take you out for dinner with my hubby and myself tonight.

The homeless woman was astounded. “Won’t your husband be furious with you for doing that? I know I’m dirty, and I probably smell pretty disgusting.”

The woman replied, “That’s okay. It’s important for him to see what a woman looks like after she has given up shopping, hair appointments and wine.”