Brenda's Baked Goods

Peanut butter cookies with Reses

What an ambrosial display

Brenda's cookie ministry

With joy, came our way

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Each pumpkin roll

Surpasses the one before

For Brenda's baked goods

A ten's the score

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And just for the record, a certain mother of the cutest little boy in the world was quite envious upon viewing this picture. She wished I would have remembered to bring her a cookie to taste.

Wisdom For Living From A Ft. Ashby Native (Edited Version)

A couple finished a nice dinner in the girl's small home town of Ft. Ashby and decided to stop at the 7-Eleven for ice cream. While there, she was spotted by a Ft. Ashby native who was a previous high school ACQUAINTENCE.
As follows is as much as I can remember of the reported encounter and with slight omissions:

Native: "Well, HEY!!!!! (exhuberantly).

Girl: " Hi. I didn't see you..."

Native: "Well, yeah! I've been doing pretty well. I am babysitting 5 kids every afternoon. I make 10 dollars an hour. I'm trying to save some money. I'm trying to save up for a cell phone. I already got myself an mp3 player. The problem is my kid needs diapers. I just found out that his dad got married and it really hurt right here (hits heart). He got her knocked up after he knocked me up. But I got me a good guy right now. He doesn't whore around and I don't whore around either. I just don't understand why people cheat. "

Girl: "Well, that's good."

Native: "Yeah, I just heard on Good Morning America that if you get tempted to have sex, you should eat a piece of chocolate and I was like, H*#@, yeah!!!!!! I love chocolate."

Girl: "Well, I guess we better get going. It was really nice to see you..."

Native: " Say what are you guys doing tonight? Don't get knocked up. Trust me, I know."

Sandy

THE CAT

SAT ON

THE MAT

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Much to Stacy's chagrin, Kayla has banned Sandy from her room ETERNALLY FOREVER...

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Her quote: "I love Sandy, just not in my room."

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My quote is too harsh to print.

Interesting Sighting At The Softball Field

Last night while Grease Monkey acrued another loss, Stacy had a "neat" hat sighting. This bookkeeper's hat proclaimed, "Will work for SEX" (in florescent green writing). Upon my photographing attempt, he ran from the scene. We are thinking that if we had hats like this, we would be sure to win.

Birthday In Norfolk

Spending my birthday in Norfolk was quite the ingenius idea. Carter continues to grow in cuteness. It was decided by Kelly that I am in charge of teaching Carter to be smart, while Kyle is in charge of teaching Carter to hide that he's smart so he doesn't present himself as a dork. While Kelly and I were walking Carter, we happened upon a sassy African American approximately eight year old girl, who said, "Hi, baby!". Kelly responded, "Hi!". The girl then spoke forcefully, "I SAID YOUR BEBE!"
After trying on numerous suits for her upcoming interviews, Kelly found the perfect one!

Stacy and Lori Celebrate Their Birthdays in Morgantown

A multitude of friends and family dined at Cheddars to celebrate the birthdays of Stacy and myself. The large party unfortunately had to be divided. A highlight included an appearance from my boss. Excellent gifts resulted in much excitement and an almost impossibility in determining the most thoughtful. Carol chose a perfect assortment of candy, while Brenda found gift cards to the Fruit Bowl, something I didn't even know was possible. Kayla got me my own personal magic batting gloves (though they have yet to reach their full potential) and Allison trumped everyone (albeit barely) with a Randy Moss t-shirt. Everyone's pressence was greatly appreciated as they helped to make turning 30 an almost enjoyable experience.

The night continued to increase in enjoyabilty as we went to sing Karaoke. Stacy and I sang our old stand by, Ice Ice Baby. Sadly, we didn't sing Elvira as a tribute to our Rock Forge buddies. Next time...

Stacy really enjoyed herself. And just for the record, friends don't let friends drive drunk. The keys that she is touching were taken away.

Dad Finally Gets To Visit Outback

Dad was finally able to find a time when Outback was open. We had our picture taken by the dining hours. He enjoyed utilizing his Father's Day giftcards to take Stacy and I out to dinner for our birthdays.

Continuing To Remediate My Weaknesses

It has been said that among my plentiful flaws that have resulted in many a roommate to become disgruntled with me or never speak to me again is a lacking in the area of cooking or attempting to cook. This picture evidences me making pepperoni loaf after playing sports, proving that it is possible for even me to do both. This continued quest for improvement will hopefully result in current roommates’ cordiality during and after the lease expires. Look, I even have a recipe book now!

Letter To Outback From A No Longer Satisfied Customer

September 3, 2007

Dear Outback Steakhouse,
Normally I enjoy dining at your pleasant restaurant. However, I really wonder how you make money. As a business establishment, your weekend hours are inconvenient and don’t expedite your money making potential. In fact, they are vampire hours. I don't see how you remain successful in gaining enough customers. I received gift cards for Father's Day six months ago (note today's date in comparison to Father's Day) that I have been unable to use. Throughout Labor Day Weekend, all my efforts were thwarted. I am pretty much in a fit of rage about this. As a result, I am requesting no further Outback gift cards be given to me. To my family, I ask that they stick to That 70's Show and The Office box sets exclusively. I like your restaurant but feel that this boycott is necessary to protect my sanity and am expressing to you that your business is likely to go under due to your inconvenient hours. And did I ever mention my opinion on bottled water?
Sincerely,
Robert Mielecki

Virginia Beach Half Marathon

The evening before the Virginia Beach Half Marathon, we once again ate at the Cheesecake Factory. This place is guaranteed to provide an exorbitant amount of time to catch up with friends as your stay there is approximately three hours. The pre-race meal of grilled cheese, however, proved to be worth the effort. Also, the promise of cheesecake after the half marathon, added to the motivation of a quick finish.
We awoke the morning of the half marathon at a slightly horrendous hour of 4:45. The sky was quite scenic and we arrived at the starting line just in time. The first 6 miles were ran together until I decided to leave the group, the spirit of the day making it impossible for me to not run at a faster rate. Vengence for this is promised. After we finished, we ate our cheesecake from our hotel room, watching those approach the 12 mile mark at the time of 4 hours, proving that pretty much anyone could participate in the Va. Beach Half Marathon. Sadly, I had to leave a day early and missed the ultimate concert, INXS, in order to get back in time for my second fantasy football draft. Clearly, I have my priorities in order.

Visit to Norfolk

On our way to Norfolk, we passed this little cookie store by Sheetz in Romney. I am now coveting Jess' trips to Capon Bridge as she gets to pass it twice a day on her scenic drive to work. Perhaps almost equal to Starbucks or at least a consolation.
While at Kelly's, we decided to walk by the waterfront, which was quite enjoyable.

This guy was so tired after biking that he decided to take a nap. Even during the half marathon, I wouldn't feel that kind of fatigue.

Stacy asked Kelly, "Why are you taking a picture of that?" To which Kelly replied, "It's an impressive naval ship!"

Carter is still as cute as ever!

Another Person I Would Now Like To Morph Into