A Clarification but NOT an Apology

My husband has requested that I clarify a little something from an earlier post. It seems I may have been wrong (and I use that term loosely because as we all know I am never wrong) about what our stolen money was spent on.

You see it went like this...I find out our account is frozen. Jon goes to the bank and starts wading through the mess. He calls me and starts reading off a list of charges made from somewhere that the US dollar needed to be exchanged for foreign currency. I am freaking out. How did someone overseas get our into our debit account?!? Meanwhile the kids are running around needing me (Can I play outside? Grace spilled her milk. Where is Fifi? Wipe my bum....etc...). And all through the chaos Jon is still reading the list.

So, I'm sure you'll understand that when he got to a patch of charges for some DVD's (I think?) that were called blah blah something ruther "4 Pay" blobbidy blah that I thought Jon said they were some movies entitled something like yadda yadda "fore play" somethin' somethin'.

Ok! So maybe you don't understand but that's what I heard and that's how it happened. But, come on now, give me a break! Some jerk wad just stole all the money that we had in our bank account and then racked up piles of over charge fees. And because he's a jerk I knew that the movies weren't going to be about golfing. He had to be some sort of weaselly sleaze ball. Right?

You better believe that's right.

Even if he didn't buy porn.
Which he didn't.
At least not with my money.

So now that I've got that cleared up I will now put an official done stamp on this subject and end this post by saying that: The guy may be a thief but he isn't a pornographer or a golfer. (That I know of.) However, if he is either one, I sincerely hope that my money didn't help improve his swing.

There. Clarification complete.

PS---To my neighbor out there who read the earlier post and talked to Jon about it...this may explain his confusion during your conversation and is actually what sparked this new post.

Parental Advisory Primary

What do you do when your 6 year old primary class needs a parental advisory warning?
I smile and ignore it. (Pretty much the same thing I do in like every situation.)

The week before last we had one of our class members make his Primary child paper doll stark raving naked and anatomically correct. Complete with bum cheeks in the back. Nice.
Later in the lesson one of the girls wanted to just know how babies get from heaven to the mommy's tummy anyway.

Then last week as we discussed talents yet another student wanted to show us his "sexy man" dance. And the whole lesson wrapped up with a girl showing us the picture she made of her sister crying in hell.

So overall I'd say we're teaching the kids loads of really great material. Unfortunately, it may not be the material we are aiming for. But on the bright side we get to smile a lot. (That is until they fire us.)

Jon vs. Monet

So Jon had never been to a museum before we were married. On one of our first anniversary's we went to the Guggenheim extension in Las Vegas.

We walked around for awhile. Sometimes together, sometimes alone. I was loving it. We saw works by Lichtenstein, Rembrandt, Cezanne, and Monet. I found Jon alone studying a Monet. "Wow," I thought, "he must really be into this."

I walked over and asked him what he was thinking. He said, "That is a really nice frame."