Sheridan

My parents love living in a small town. Aparently, Casper isn't small enough for them. Casper is about the size of Flagstaff, AZ. Sheridan is about the size of the Safford/Thatcher area. I can't say that I am disappointed in this. I love small town living, but getting a job in a small town is more difficult than in a city. Wyoming has a good economy so I am hoping that that will help, but I also know there is a small town mentality that can make it difficult for outsiders to fit in. So this is the new plan at the moment. My Dad is up in Sheridan right now for work and is having a good time.

GoLYTELY

My dad will probably kill me for making a post about this, but the humor is too great to pass up. My dear dad is having a colonoscopy, hereafter the "procedure." In order for the procedure to take his colon has to be completely clean. He can oly have liquids the day before and he has to take a very strong laxitive to get everything out. Well, this very strong laxitive is called GoLYTELY. The title is a complete oximoron. He will be doing anything but going lightly. Poor, poor Daddy.

Psychology

This is why I changed my major:The field of psychology encourages not taking responsibility for your actions too much for my taste.

The post with no name...

Have you ever wanted to write something, but can't think of a thing to say. I am having that problem right now. The urge and desire to write are upon me and I am having problems coming up with something to write.

The remodeling on my house is suppose to start on Thursday.My parents are very excited. They have been waiting five years to get things done. The only sad thing is that they have to move after it is all finished.

In case you were wondering...

I am sure all my faithful blog readers (that is, if I have faithful blog readers) have wondered why the title of my blog is, "Little Bunny Foo-Foo." In honor of my 100th blog coming up, and to make me one more cloder to 100, I thought I would share with you all why my blog is thus titled.

Back in my carefree days of youth (about the age of 21-22), I would go around singing the song, "Little Bunny Foo-Foo." When I couldn't sing out loud, I would say the words in my head and do the actions. Eventually the entire song with actions was truncated to doing bunny ears in front of me. This has since become my sign in the game Signs and a trademark move when I'm around Jenelle, Heather, and Emily. Oh yes, and Cari too.

This story would be incomplete if I did not mention that Little Bunny Foo-Foo turns into Bunny Viper if he gets mad, so don't make the bunny mad.

Sleepy Daddy

My Dad had a late night for New Years. He was out later than my brother and I were (shame on Daddy). Well on New Years Day we went down to Tucson for the fun of it. We left at 9:30 am and got back at 6:00 pm. He was tired enough to take us out for dinner (yipee, I didn't have to do dishes). Well, after dinner we watched a couple of movies. This is how my Daddy "watched" the movies: Isn't my Daddy so cute. To think that he didn't like dogs that many years ago.

Salud, Dinero, y Amore

I just sneezed seven times in a row, and my nose still itches so there could be more coming...