Grumpy Old Bird

my five year old son called me a, "grumpy old bird" tonight.  oh my.  i wonder where he heard that.  i guess if that's the worst thing he calls me, that's not too bad.  he also informed me that he drank "too much eggnog and that's why his foot fell asleep"  if only life were that simple.

i went to the bookstore and bought my books for the new semester, which starts on the 14th.  $379!!  good grief.  i better learn a lot.  i'm taking english, political science, history of the u.s. and natural disasters.  it should be interesting.  i'm anxious to get back at it.  wish me luck.

i really hope mitt romney wins the election.  he probably won't i realize, but he would be a great president.  not to mention that he has nice teeth.  i also like thompson.  not to keen on the old lady or huckabee.  it should be an interesting road.

jason is going to start building my scrap room in the basement.  i want it to look like this...

and this...

hey...a girl can dream!