I Did It!

I finally got that darn ball at work onto the peg!
Gold Stars all-around!
All that boredom has finally paid off. :]

Vicious Little Wylie

My mom's little dog, Wylie, has always been the most timid dog we knew; however, we hadn't ever seen him with any dogs he didn't know.

Well, a few weeks ago, we got to see what he's really like. Our little Cringer became the mighty Battle Dog. /:]

Just for reference, here's what he's normally like (uber-cute):

So much not going on!

I decided that since we had so much stuff not going on, I'd better post about it.
Well, that's about it.
Until next time . . .

MAN's Work!

Bethany and I were watching "Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer" this last Christmas, and we saw this part that I never remembered. From then on, we have been joking about my "man's work."

• Need that bottle open? Step aside! This is man's work!
• Need to reach something really high up? Step aside, woman! This is man's work!
• Is that thing you're lifting heavy? Step aside! This is man's work!
• Garbage . . . um, what garbage?

Just as I take pride in winning "gold stars," I take great pride in my manly man stuff that only us men can do (cause we're men). We're men for a reason, and that is to do man's work--pure and simple. I look up to Donner, and all those like him, who are not afraid to spread their manly, manny, manish work across the globe. Cause, seriously, who else is gonna do man's work but men? Women? Paaaleeeze! Step aside, little woman, and let this manly man work his magic on that there pickle jar.

What? Oh, don't care about the jar? You want me to clean the kitchen . . . um, that doesn't sound like man's work . . .