My crazy life....in pictures

Natures Beautiful Imperfections 2

noreply@blogger.com (Angie) — Fri, 14 Aug 2009 02:33:00 +0000

Natures Beautiful Imperfections 2
Originally uploaded by A.J.Reams

Went outside to pull some weeds and I noticed a spot on one of my phlox plants. How funny that one of the flowers on my white plant is half purple. I've had these flowers for 4 years and I've never seen this before.

The Science Project

noreply@blogger.com (Angie) — Mon, 08 Jun 2009 04:21:00 +0000

This science project was actually pretty fun. All Samantha had to do was make a plant or animal cell. She chose to do an animal cell.
After we made this out of a half styrofoam ball and clay I found out she could have drawn it on a piece of paper. Oh well! Why not finish out the school year with an awesome project?

My Awesome Birthday Cake

noreply@blogger.com (Angie) — Sat, 06 Jun 2009 22:27:00 +0000

This was the birthday cake my sister-in-law made me. Yum!
(I forgot I had this photo on my camera. From May 23)

Just call her Patty.

noreply@blogger.com (Angie) — Wed, 29 Apr 2009 19:52:00 +0000

Samantha just got finished with her middle school play, Grease. I must admit that she was the best Patty Simcox ever to walk on stage.

(She's in the blue skirt)

(now she's a cheeerleader)

Some of you may remember Frank. Well he's still the boyfriend and they've been together for almost 2 years (well as together as 13 year olds can be). The photo below is my absolute favorite. Patty just recovered from a punch in the eye from Sandy and the cast (t-birds and pink ladies) are singing "You're the One that I Want". On the last night of the play Frank steps out of the line of t-birds and walks over to Samantha and puts an arm around her shoulder.

It was a very long 2 months but in the end everything turned out great. I'm so glad it's over!

Sherpani

noreply@blogger.com (Angie) — Sat, 18 Apr 2009 03:13:00 +0000

When I love something I feel the need to share!

Tonight while shopping at Gander Mountain and I came across Sherpani.

"Sherpani's bags are diverse-- travel bags, yoga bags, urban totes, professional
laptop bags, and award-winning Baby carriers and messenger bags- but they all
share the same sense of style, performance, and durability. With a lifetime
guarantee, Sherpani will accompany women from one adventure, pursuit, and
life-phase to another. "

I bought this little wallet/purse for 20 bucks. (ZOE in coffee bean)

I never carry a purse. It's just so much easier to put everything into a pocket. However, in the summer it gets a little bit harder to pack a wallet and cell phone into your shorts. This little purse does the trick.

Slim design
Shoulder Wallet
Zippered closure
Fits a cell phone
Cash pocket
Mesh change holder
Adjustable shoulder strap
Floral lining
Key fob
Clear ID slot
5.75" x 4.5" x .75" - It's about as big as my hand!

It's the perfect little purse to carry my money, drivers license and credit cards. It can also hold my phone (on the left side of the wallet under that little elastic strap).

So like I said, when I find something that I really really like I just want to share with my friends.

Take care!

Too busy to blog!

noreply@blogger.com (Angie) — Tue, 14 Apr 2009 03:05:00 +0000

I'm over on Facebook. Come find me!

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Did I ever tell you you're my favorite?

noreply@blogger.com (Angie) — Wed, 28 Jan 2009 23:55:00 +0000

Did I ever tell you you're my favorite? That's what I tell all the kids at school.
Except there is usually one kid that I secretly think of as my favorite. That kid is Aaron (5th grade). (The name has been changed to protect my favorite kid)

A few weeks into school I had an incident with a new boy at school in the lunchroom. To tell you the truth I don't even remember what happened. All I know is after I had words with him he seemed kind of sad. His body language just didn't sit right with me so I found him on the playground - his back facing me - I wrapped my arms around him and talked to him quietly in his ear so no one could hear what I was saying. Afterwards he said "geesh, my mom doesn't even hug me for that long."

I've since found out that he's had a pretty crappy life. So because of this I pay lots of attention to him. If I see that he's not having a good day I question him about it. Usually he gives me a short answer like "I hate school, that's why" or "because kids are stupid."

One day I was in the art room taking pictures. I decided that I would take a picture of me and Aaron together but the picture didn't turn out. The art teacher, noticing this, grabbed the camera and took a couple shots. It's now one of my favorite school pictures.

A couple weeks ago I asked Aaron if it would be ok if I put that picture in the yearbook. His first question was "am I smiling?" I told him that we were both smiling. Right away he told me NO! I asked him why and he said he wants to be known as the kid who never smiles. Maybe it's because he's depressed, maybe it's because he has a chipped front tooth or maybe it's a little of both but since that comment I've made it my mission to get him to smile every time I see him.

The last few days I've been working on a project in the library. I've covered each table with brown paper and taped down a bunch pictures I've taken of the students. It's kinda like a tabletop scrapbook.

Aaron's class came into the library this afternoon and he came up to me and asked:

"Will you promise me something?"

"Promise you what?"

"Will You promise me something?"

"Aaron, I'm not promising you anything until you tell me what it is."

"It's not a big deal - just promise me."

"Ok, I promise."

"That picture of the two of us on your desk...you just promised you wouldn't put it in the yearbook."

"Why can't I put it in the yearbook? It's a nice picture."

"Because I'm smiling. Listen, I'll let you take a picture of me as long as I'm not smiling and you could use that one instead."

"I guess that means you don't want me to put it under the plexi-glass on the library tables either?"

"No!"

"Why?"

"Because it will give the kids a reason to make fun of me."

It was then that I decided I wouldn't pester him with using that picture.
As he was checking out his library book I slipped my copy of the photograph into his library book. When he asked why I gave him the picture I told him I was keeping my end of the bargain and he could do whatever he wanted with the picture. He said he was going to take it home and put it in a frame.

At the end of the day I was cleaning up the library and noticed a photo out of place under the plastic on one of the tables. I walked over to the table and smiled. He took the photo I gave him and sneaked it under the plastic. During that moment he didn't care if the kids laughed at him because he was smiling in the photo or because he had his picture taken with Mrs. Reams. He put that photo there because he knew I liked it and it would make me happy.

I walked down to his classroom and bent over his back and whispered in his ear "can I leave it there?" He just nodded his head.

I told the principal my story and he thought that Aaron and I made a connection. I think we made a connection a long time ago but he's just now showing it.

(I like how it's upside down against the other photos on the table)

I didn't tape it down just in case he changes his mind.

Gotta love Craigslist

noreply@blogger.com (Angie) — Mon, 12 Jan 2009 23:48:00 +0000

A friend of mine found this post on Craigslist. Thought I'd share the laugh.

Free- Ferocious Attack kitten

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Reply to: see below
Date: 2009-01-10, 11:06PM EST

Ferocious attack kitten is available for adoption to any home willing to accept him.

I have a destructive kitty who has been trained as a proud warrior and will fiercely defend your house, even against you. Well-trained since 10-weeks of age to attack anything in his presence, he will protect your family from evil things, including the following:

* insects

* other trained attack kittens

* babies

* toilet paper

* anything under a blanket

* unwanted house guests
* paper bags

* floor rugs

* Chuck Norris

* Feet.

Great with children (assuming you donʼt like the children). Probably best used for professional catfighting. He is housebroken, but only because he wants to be. This attack cat has trained himself to seek out his food anywhere you hide it and rip the bag open to feed himself, great for those who travel extensively. Also trained to drink water out of toilet bowls and dishwater from items in the sink. Knows how to open some doors. He will find you wherever you hide.

Neutered (trust me, you wont want to him to procreate). Has not been declawed, but you'll figure that out really fast.

Understands and responds to a variety of vulgar and profane verbal commands. Has a very soft and furry belly, like a teddy bear - however he will bite your face if you try to touch it.

Potential adopters must have experience with trained attack-kittens... please be prepared to show scars.

For the love of God, someone please take this thing out of my house.

Welcome to the new year

noreply@blogger.com (Angie) — Mon, 05 Jan 2009 00:17:00 +0000

Happy new year to all 2 of my readers. Can't believe it's already 2009. Where did 2008 go?

We spent our new years eve in Interlochen, Michigan. It's so beautiful up there however it never stops snowing.....ever! There's got to be a hundred feet of snow up there....really.

Did some geocaching while we were up there which isn't an easy task when your walking through a thousand feet of snow.

Got to hang out with snow covered buffalo. The geocache was hidden in a small group of trees just outside the fence. Apparently buffalo are really camera shy because after 5 minutes or so of me taking pictures they all ran away. How rude!

Any new year resolutions? Not me. My grandpa always says that resolutions are for people with flaws. God I love that guy....he's so wise!

Well secretly I wish to be skinny by summer but it's not a resolution because that would mean I have flaws.

Can't believe that Christmas vacation is over. Time to get back into the swing of things. Ugggh!

A tale of two Angie's.---

noreply@blogger.com (Angie) — Tue, 23 Dec 2008 00:24:00 +0000

A Tale of Two Angie's

The story of this Angie's most embarrassing moment...ever!

A few weeks ago our school has it's annual Evening With Santa. On this evening (a Friday) we show a movie in our gym, have the Santa Shoppe open for parents and kids to shop early and Santa visits with kids of all ages. It's a fun night for families because it's a mostly free event. Unless, however, you want to buy something in the Santa Shoppe or pay a buck for your picture with Santa.

Our PTO president, Angela, decided that this year we wouldn't be using our Polaroid camera and instead the photographer would be using a digital camera. She told all the parents that the photos would be ready on Monday and that their kids could pick them up at the office.

Now, I was ready to accept the task of taking the photos until she said that they would be ready on Monday. There is no way I was going to be able to edit all the photos, send them to be printed and deliver them to the school on Monday morning.

Turns out that Angela decided to take the pictures herself. I, on the other hand, stayed in the room with her so I could take my own pictures for the yearbook. After the first couple pictures were taken I looked over an noticed the quality of photo she was taking. The pictures were dark, kids had red eyes and some were not focused very well. Mind you she was using an old point and shoot and I was using my Canon 20d with a flash that I could bounce off the ceiling.
All night I was thinking parents are paying a buck for each of these pictures and they are not going to be happy with them.

When I got home I was telling Sam that I was afraid that the photos were going to turn out awful and I hope that someone spends some time editing them. Last year Angela took the photos with the Polaroid camera and I shadowed her like this year. However when I had the photos developed they came out so nice that I sent them home with each kid with a Merry Christmas message attached. I was so afraid that those parents that were there this year were going to think those photographs from the crappy old point and shoot came from THIS Angie.

Monday morning.
No pictures arrived at school

Monday early afternoon.
No pictures arrived at school.

I sent a text to Angela asking if she was bringing in the pictures because kids were in the office all morning asking about them. She said that they had a problem sending them to Sam's Club through the internet. This is when I started to get high blood pressure. Why was she sending them on Monday to be printed? This should have been done already. I texted her back and said I hope that she gets them printed because there was going to be a lot of upset kids....and a handful of parents too.

Monday late afternoon.
Angela and the pictures show up.

She drops off about 117 photos in the library and goes into the office and I, the nosy brat, grabbed the packet of photos to see how they turned out.

My heart sank. Just as I thought they were horrible. No one spent the time to edit them. Kids still had red eyes and most of the photos were dark. I immediately thought of those parents that were there that evening watching me with my fancy camera (well fancy compared to an old P&S) and hoping they weren't expecting my pictures to be sent home with their kids.

I put the pictures back in the envelope and went back to work at my library desk. In walks Angela with a stack of card stock and she takes a seat across from me. She decided to tape each picture inside so that they didn't get bent.

While she was doing that I took out my phone and sent a text message to Sam. I can't remember exactly what it said but it went something like this.....

Angela just showed up with the Santa pictures. They are so awful. I hope to god parents don't think they came from me.

Two seconds later Angela's phone started going off. She pulls it out of her pocket and looks up at me and says "Why did you just send me a text?"

OMFG! What did I just do?

On my cell phone the text messages come up like an instant message. It's really nice. However, I didn't even look to see who's text I read last. Apparently it wasn't Sam.

All I could do was say "Oh my god....I just totally made you feel like crap!"

I tried to explain but I just kept choking on my foot.

I think you can guess what the moral of the story is.

We were dreaming of a snow day

noreply@blogger.com (Angie) — Mon, 22 Dec 2008 04:08:00 +0000

We were dreaming of a snow day.....and we got it.

I'd guess that we got about 7.5 inches all together. You know what would have been nice?
It would have been nice if we had a freakin' snow blower!
Technically we do but it's sitting in my parents garage (over an hour away). My grandma gave it to us when she moved into her apartment. Would have been lots easier than the shovel.

When I have time I can't wait to blog about my most embarrassing moment..ever!

Hope everyone has finished their xmas shopping. We are patiently awaiting a phone call from the As Seen on TV store so we can pick up Sam's grandmothers Snuggie. Yes, I know it's a stupid product but she's old and has pneumonia and she'll probably love it. Other than the Snuggie we're finished....thank goodness!

Frustrated

noreply@blogger.com (Angie) — Wed, 03 Dec 2008 03:00:00 +0000

I'm frustrated beyond belief.

This is what happened today.

My friend is the chairperson of our school Santa Shoppe (for those that don't know, Santa Shoppe is when a company sends a bunch of trinkets and the kids get to come in and shop for their family during school). She, along with another parent, have spent the majority of the last couple days inventorying and placing one of each item on tables. Unfortunately her work needs to stop in the middle of the school day because she is a lunch supervisor.

Today was an inside recess and her lunchtime job was to patrol the hallways and peek in classrooms. While patrolling she noticed D walking in and out of the computer lab. D is in the 5th grade.

(lets skip to after lunch)

My friend is now back to working in the Santa Shoppe room. She and and the other mom decided to move a few items around and noticed a couple items missing off the table. Then she noticed a few more. She immediately thought of D because this child is known for stealing things and the Santa Shoppe room is connected to the computer lab.

The incident was mentioned in the office and the principal went into the child's classroom and told D to go to the office. The principal went through the child's desk then grabbed D's coat and backpack. When we went through it we found everything that was taken from the tables. 10 items which totaled about $30.

He called D into the Santa Shoppe room and told the child to empty out the pockets. D emptied out everything from the coat and backpack onto the table. This child didn't even care. No emotion. Wasn't sorry. Wasn't embarrassed. Very nonchalant.

One item was used and left on the table in the wrong spot. There is another missing item that we cant find. D's teacher from last year said that D probably gave it to a friend.

D has been suspended until Monday and is not allowed to shop with the class.

I don't understand why this child does this. D isn't poor and is always dressed in expensive clothes. The family has a nice home and the parents drive a nice car. Why does this child feel the need to steal things? Why is there no remorse?

I'm frustrated because this has happened more times that I can count. As far as I know it's been going on for 3 years. I think that the school needs to call the local police department. Would it even matter if the police were called?

What do you think should happen? Any idea's on how or why a child becomes a compulsive thief?

It's that time of year again.

noreply@blogger.com (Angie) — Mon, 24 Nov 2008 02:28:00 +0000

Oh how my children love this time of year. What time is it? It's that it's that joyous time when I drag my children out and take their pictures for our Christmas cards. Ok, so really they hate it
but I make them suffer every year. Come on...if they could only see grandma's face when she opens her card.

We made the 20 minute trip to the Belle Isle nature conservatory again for these pictures. I think I've taken the kids pictures there for 3 years now.

I think I'm only going to use the picture with both kids in it. I cant seem to find a layout I like that will allow me to use all three.

Surprisingly, I got a handful of good pictures of Jacob. He's the toughest one to photograph.

If you don't like something...write a letter

noreply@blogger.com (Angie) — Wed, 19 Nov 2008 00:09:00 +0000

If you don't like something...write a letter.

That's what I always tell the kids at school. It doesn't matter what it involves. If you don't like it write a letter.

A month or so ago the principal handed me this letter from a 5th grade student. Now I don't know that I've ever given him my awesome advice but I'll take the credit for it.

Dear, Mr. Principal

We should be able to wear ower hats backwards because there is no gang like that in detroit. I know because I was there for 7 years and over time I began to know the gangs, but not a gang that wears their hats backwards and if it is we're not them. We are little children learning things in the world. So if you let us we will have fun even more. Suggestion, lets vote before some assembley.

Thank you for your time.

R.H.

As of today the kids are still not allowed to wear their hats in school.

Speaking of school. Samantha received her report card in the mail. She is grounded for the rest of her life due to her ELA (english language arts) grade.

Science - A+
ELA - A
Social Studies - A+
Mathematics - A+
Band - A+
Journalism A+
GPA: 4.2778

I mean, come on, ONLY an A in English. She is such a disgrace to this family. :-)

Library news:

A 4th grader comes up to me and asks "Do you have any good books? (Brat)
I told him no. We only have junky books.

Incase you don't know I work in our elementary school library. I'm the official paid librarian for 9-11am (lunchroom supervisor from 11-1pm and volunteer librarian from 1-3:30.)

I work my butt off in that library. Tuesdays are especially bad because I have 7 classes that visit. Lets break this down.
7 classes at 32 kids each = 224 kids that visit during the day.
4 of the 7 classes return and check out 2 books each = 256 books
3 of the 7 classes return and check out 1 book each = 96 books
That totals 352 books I have to check out and put away. It's a rush between classes to straighten up and re-shelve books so there isn't a huge pile on the return cart.

And that's just Tuesday. Other days are the same but fewer kids are visiting. On those days I work on processing new books that I've bought (which I've probably spent 75 bucks on used books this year) or pulled off the shelves during the book fair (which I now have 420 dollars in new books). The kids just don't understand how long it takes to get the new books ready for the shelves and they are always pestering me about the new Suite Life of Zack and Cody or High School Musical. I'm also fixing damaged books. Today I've basically given up on our collection of Shel Silverstein poetry books. The kids love them but they are just not fixable anymore. I found a great deal at amazon.com for those books. I'm hoping that the treasurer will give me the money to purchase the books I want. It will only be around $116.00. The kids will love us forever.

Thanks all for now. I guess I had a lot to say today.

Take care.

Sick and tired....

noreply@blogger.com (Angie) — Mon, 17 Nov 2008 02:02:00 +0000

I've had laryngitis for a week with an annoying cough which has given me a head ache. It's really hard to be a lunchroom supervisor when you can't yell across the cafeteria. However a quite whisper voice is perfect for the library.

Hopefully I"ll be over this in a few days. I doubt it, but I have hope.

Got my hair cut yesterday. Lets just say that it's short. I haven't had hair this short since high school and I'm sure my dad will call me "boy" again. The lady that cut my hair likes to sit down and spin the person in the chair while she works. I felt like I was a piece of pottery. She kinda reminded me of Paula Deen. I'm sure I'll get used to it in a few days but until then I need to figure out what to do with it. It should be real fun tomorrow at school when 300 kids ask me if I got my hair cut.

I'm tired of fundraisers.

I'm on my second fundraiser for Jacobs school.
3rd fundraiser for Samantha's school. Get this....Samantha was given 2 fundraisers for band.....at the same time. Cookie dough: They need to sell at least 10 tubs ($11 each). The 2nd one: They need to sell at least 5 things to be able to participate in the pizza party. WTF? Are you kidding me? So Samantha goes to school and tells the band director that we wouldn't be participating in the fundraiser that can we just donate 25 dollars. This director made her feel so bad because her parents didn't want to sell things to the same people that bought pizza kits from Jacob. Lets just say Sam wrote the idiot a letter.

What will he use the fundraising money for?
New stands - Ummm, sorry we had 2 fundraisers last year and he still has the same damn broken stands.
New music - Ummm, I paid for the music she is using except for a booklet. Not to mention they are playing the same darn music that a friends son played 3 years ago. The Macarena? Come on, really?
Marching folders - I paid for that too.
Instrument repair - We rent Samantha's flute so the music store fixes it for free.

Give me a break!

We also just signed Jacob up for baseball. Yes baseball already. That was another 90 bucks.

Have you started Christmas shopping yet? I've got a few things in my Amazon shopping cart but haven't submitted it yet. It's kinda nice to have a bigger check now that I work a whole whopping 4 hours a day at school. So because of my big pay increase I'm in charge of the kids gifts.

Just so you know...I read all your posts everyday. It's too hard to respond on my phone though. Thank goodness for google reader. What would I do without it?

(I'm keeping my fingers crossed that this will post. I'm working on my computer in safe mode)

It's a beautiful day!

noreply@blogger.com (Angie) — Thu, 06 Nov 2008 00:45:00 +0000

His speech brought tears to my eyes. I would have given anything to have been in that park last night.

photo from Time

Could this day get any better?

noreply@blogger.com (Angie) — Tue, 04 Nov 2008 20:20:00 +0000

The weather is amazing in Michigan today. I hope everyone is making time to vote.

It felt great to finally cast my vote this morning. I don't think I've slept in 21 months. How is it possible that I've watched so much political coverage?

<-- really bad cell phone photograph

No voting problems in my area. I didn't even have to stand in a long line. However I did complain about one very important issue. Our precinct wasn't passing out "I voted" stickers. When I put my ballot into the machine I asked where my sticker was. The man at the desk kindly told me that they didn't have any. (They didn't have any when voting opened because my husband didn't get one at 7am)

"What? Are you serious? I want my ballot back! I only showed up this morning for the sticker"

He smiled.

I smiled and left the gym room.

Secretly I was very sad! I wanted to add my sticker to my collection on the little mirror in my bedroom. I also wanted people to see that I voted today. I think I should take a nap this afternoon so I can watch an entire night of CNN, MSNBC and Comedy Central.

And it only got better....

I've been looking for Thanksgiving decorations for the house and school library. Unfortunately I haven't been able to find anything that I like.....until today!

Made a quick stop at JoAnn Fabrics and found a whole bunch of things. And get this...It was all on SALE!

I bought 12 items for $38.91

BUT I saved $46.10

Have a great day everyone!

GO VOTE!

Yes We Carve

noreply@blogger.com (Angie) — Mon, 27 Oct 2008 23:01:00 +0000

We haven't bought our pumpkins yet but when I do you can be sure mine will be as awesome as these.

Four years ago I carved a VOTE pumpkin. I wish I could find those pictures.

Yes We Carve

Thanks Pam

noreply@blogger.com (Angie) — Mon, 27 Oct 2008 00:44:00 +0000

I found this in my email yesterday.

I have no idea what she is....

noreply@blogger.com (Angie) — Sun, 26 Oct 2008 19:52:00 +0000

Samantha
Originally uploaded by A.J.Reams

I have no idea what she is (for Halloween) but she's totally adorable.

(I've tried to post this photo to my blog for 2 days. For some reason evertime I get the picture added my internet explorer suddenly shuts down. Arrgh!)

Library conversations

noreply@blogger.com (Angie) — Fri, 24 Oct 2008 04:16:00 +0000

I was sitting at the library desk while the 4th graders were checking out their books. A boy walks past the desk and suddenly stops and turns back to tell me something.

Mrs. Reams, I'm learning how to speak Japanese.

Oh really? That's very cool. Why are you learning to speak Japanese?

Ooooh, because I wanna be able to talk in a Chinese restaurant.

End of conversation.

Ummmm...all I can do is laugh.

I want to visit North Korea-stan

noreply@blogger.com (Angie) — Thu, 16 Oct 2008 21:30:00 +0000

One of our school teachers know how much I love Sarah Palin (rolls eyes) and couldn't wait to show me this website.

If you haven't seen it yet go check it out. http://www.palinaspresident.us/

Thanks for sharing it with me Mr. B. I loved the globe the best. Oh and if you watch out the window you'll see a Joe the Plumber truck ( I think you have to click the corner of the desk). Also what ever you do don't open and shut the door 3 times. Samantha will need to seek counseling now.

Click around. Some things do and say different things.

Been busy

noreply@blogger.com (Angie) — Mon, 29 Sep 2008 02:51:00 +0000

Since school started we've been pretty busy. The kids school projects, my school projects, middle school band and the play are keeping us all running around.

The photo below is of my library bulletin board. It's not finished. I still have to add a couple more lighthouses and their identification tags. On the map I have stars that show where the lighthouses that I've photographed are located.

The photo above is of the books that I just bought for our school library. I love the used book sale at the Canton Library. You just can't beat $5.00 a bag. I bought 67 books for under $10.00. We've gotten really good at packing a lot of books in a small shopping bag.

Since my laptop died I don't spend much time on the computer anymore. However I spend more time on my cell phone. Thank goodness for web access on my phone because that's how I keep up to date on all my favorite blogs. I've been reading every single one of my google reader updates every night before I go to bed. So just because I'm not commenting (it's a pain in the butt on a phone) doesn't mean that I'm not reading. I'm actually quite addicted to my phone now. Last night I misplaced it and I about had a heart attack.

Our new favorite thing to do is count the Obama/McCain yard signs while we're out doing our usual weekend running around. We like to call it "The Official Reams Presidential Popularity Poll." Around our area and up the thumb of Michigan, Obama wins in the yard sign category by a margin of 2 to 1.

I think we're going to expand our polling to bumper stickers next time we're out.

A new sign to add to our data.

Check out Samantha's face. She's so excited.

Great values ya got there....

noreply@blogger.com (Angie) — Sun, 14 Sep 2008 02:36:00 +0000

Some may find it funny.

I find it sickening.

This was a story that I read on yahoo and on Think Progress
‘Obama Waffles’ featuring racist, stereotyped images sold at Values Voter Summit.

Heaven forbid the media question Sarah Palin because they become sexist. But a booth at the Values Voter Summit can sell a box scribbled with racism and nothing gets mentioned.

From Yahoo:

While Obama Waffles takes aim at Obama's politics by poking fun at his public remarks and positions on issues, it also plays off the old image of the pancake-mix icon Aunt Jemima, which has been widely criticized as a demeaning stereotype. Obama is portrayed with popping eyes and big, thick lips as he stares at a plate of waffles and smiles broadly.

Placing Obama in Arab-like headdress recalls the false rumor that he is a follower of Islam, though he is actually a Christian.

On the back of the box, Obama is depicted in stereotypical Mexican dress, including a sombrero, above a recipe for "Open Border Fiesta Waffles" that says it can serve "4 or more illegal aliens." The recipe includes a tip: "While waiting for these zesty treats to invade your home, why not learn a foreign language?"

Again, you may think it's funny but I think these waffles are tastless.

He's at it again!

noreply@blogger.com (Angie) — Sun, 07 Sep 2008 03:48:00 +0000

Michael Moore is at it again.
Some may hate him.
Some may love him.
I'm just intrigued.