Didja Vote Yet?

***Today is another November two-for-one special. 2 posts, 1 day, 0 laughs.***



At the last minute I had a CHANGE of heart and voted for Barack Obama.

Ah, just kidding, almost had ya there didn't I?
No, I am not an Obama Girl.
I voted for NukeDad! He's right on foreign policy, the economy, he's right on the bailout.
Can't wait to see his acceptance speech! I'm gonna stay up late for that.

This Is A Complement, Right?

Yesterday I received this award from Melisa @ Suburban Scrawl. I'm going to take this as a special honor. Of Course it comes attached to a meme. It almost feels like that email in your in-box titled "You have won a $500 gift card" only to find out you have to complete a 2 hour survey and sign up for at least 3 of the special offers from their sponsors. Well here goes. Seven weird things about me:

1. I wake up by 5am. I don't have to, I just do. I don't even want to. I just wake up and that's it. So I start my day peaceful and quiet with coffee and my favorite blogs.
2. I do not eat mayonnaise (I may have used this one before, so what). I find it way too disgusting. Even thinking about it too long will make me start to gag.
3. I do not eat mashed potatoes. Yes, this trait seems inhuman to most. I hate them and I gag when I try to eat them. I want to like them. Especially with shredded cheese and bacon sprinkled on top. They look good, that is until the cross over these teeth.
4. I have a sock hang-up. My feet are always cold and I have to wear very warm, cozy, thick and seamless socks. My favorite are lambs wool, cold weather extreme hiking socks. The kind that you buy at an outdoorsman store. I wear them every day usually from October through April.
5. I view my Birthday(and yours too) like a national holiday. I even get my hair done and wear a tiara all day(I may have used this before too).
6. I hate clothes shopping. I hate trying stuff on. It's just a pain in my...... , needless to say I am not an expensive woman to keep.
7. I love to watch TV shows about anything weird. Paranormal, ghosts, Dennis Kucinich, aliens, UFO's, conspiracy theories. It's all just so.....weird and neat and creepy.

Now I am supposed to pass this on to 7 others. But instead of twisting your arm into a meme I am going to let you just take it if you want it and link back to me so I can read your weird list too!

Who Would Like To Soil Themselves?

Bad Momma has posted her 2nd and final installment of the Adventures of Bad Momma and Flat Weasel Momma. There are new pictures to see (and see them you must) and more tales to tell.

When I saw the newest post this morning, I almost spewed coffee out of my nose.

Bad Momma Is one funny, and creative and sadistic lady She even had her boys play the piano for me. during what I am sure was a nasty bout of the glug-glug flu.

She is one heck of a hostess and had all the amenities ready for me that I would expect of a Barbie Dream House four star hotel.

Her boys are darling and not only fine up and coming pianists, but mini Barista's too! They make one mean latte. I taught them how to 'Irish it up' while Bad Momma was at work.

Thanks Bad Momma for such a great time. I hope to repay the hospitality some say soon.

Next, Flat WeaselMomma is on her way to the lab with the Microbiologist.
If you want your blog to be a stop on Flat WeaselMomma's 2008 World Tour, just say so in the comments.

Nobody Around Here Understands Me

Today is a two-for ladies and gentleman. That's right! Here at World of Weasels, TODAY ONLY, our special is Two Posts, 1 Day, 0 laughs!

I was surfing the blogs, checking the stats and Smallest Weasel came to cuddle up with me. Boy Weasel was walking past and I thought I would tell him about the Flat WeaselMomma project and show him the pictures of Flat WeaselMomma trick or treating with BadMomma. I thought he, if anybody, would appreciate the concept. He feigned interest for about 2.3 seconds( less than 2 photos ), looked at me funny and said "That's nice Mom, but I have stuff to do" in the most patronizing way a 12 year old can.

I'm okay with this. I still have Smallest Weasel, who loves to look at pictures.
Me: Who's that? (pointing at Flat WeaselMomma)
SW: That's you!
Me: yup, see this lady(BadMomma)? I went trick or treating at her house.
SW: Was that when you were a kid?
Me: No, it was last night.
SW: ( looks at me funny ) does she live in our neighborhood?
Me: No, I didn't go to her house for real. That's just my picture. I sent it in the mail. I am just pretending to visit her. And last night I got to go trick or treating with her. I even had a costume. And I got to have a Kit Kat. Isn't that funny?
SW: (as dead pan as the best straight man comedy has ever seen) Um, Mom. That's not funny.

Perplexed, she looked at me and said, "Mom, why are you laughing?"

If you would like to host Flat WeaselMomma and blog about it (but are not yet on the list), just let me know in the comments.

Don't Hold Your Breath

....waiting to see this skit on Saturday Night Live tonight, but I think it would be a riot.

Halloween With Barack Obama:
scene: Obama has organized a free party at the local community center for after children have finished trick or treating.

At the door he greets the kids along with Dick Durbin and Nancy Pelosi and starts to look inside the pillow cases at their haul of candy.

Then he informs the kids that they may keep 30% of the candy they have collected and he will be taking the rest. The kids start to resist, so Durbin holds them from behind as Pelosi takes the bag.

All the while Obama explains to the kids that we will all do better if he spreads the candy around. You know for the kids who didn't go trick or treating: The kids who were grounded, the kids who are too cool to wear a costume, or just don't feel like going out when the temperature falls below 60 f. This way everybody gets candy.

A little boy starts to protest "My brother is sick and I was going to share my candy with him. I walked for 3 hours in the cold and had practiced my good manners to get this candy." Obama replies "I will give candy to your brother too. But I can make sure the candy gets better distributed. All he has to do is come wait in line with all the non trick or treating kids and we will give him a coupon for an amount of candy I deem to be appropriate.

The boy throws a crying fit, kicks Obama in the shin and is carried out, sans candy, by the secret service.

Now that would be funny!

In other news:
Flat Weasel Momma is visiting BadMomma after a stint with BusyDad( She must have been a real handful while there because BusyDad still hasn't been able to talk about it). But last night she went trick or treating, in costume with the BadMomma gang. Pics and everything are up, so go check it out.