A Wager

Give us one year of a true flat tax that doesn't involve the paperwork and hoop-jumping of our current income tax system and I'll bet people are so enamored with the ease of it that we never go back. . .except for all the CPAs, of course.

Guess what I've been glancing at this afternoon.


No, I Haven't Forgotten You

I realize a picture post is overdue. And we have pictures. (Do we ever have pictures! Eight days and four grandparents worth of pictures!)

We've been back home for a week and a half now, and I'm finally starting to breathe normally again. The week we returned is in the running for the Worst Week Ever award. Things just kept happening, and I thought it would never end. This week, however, has been refreshingly normal (whatever that means), and I promise to get some pictures up before too much more time lapses.

In the meantime, Carolyn's four-month appointment told us she weighs 16 pounds and measures 25-1/2 inches long. She handled her 2 shots pretty well, and who can blame her if she just wanted to be held the rest of the day?

Quote of the Day: Democracy in a Nutshell

Well, actually yesterday, but. . .

from a radio show discussing the results of a poll in which 72% of the respondents answered negatively,

Seventy-two percent of the people in the country can't be wrong!