Common Sense

This came to me via email from my mom. I am not sure who wrote it, but who ever wrote it did a great job so I want to share it with you.

' London Times' Obituary

An Obituary printed in the London Times........ Interesting and sadly rather true.



'Today we mourn the passing of a beloved old friend, Common Sense, who has been with us for many years. No one knows for sure how old he was, since his birth records were long ago lost in bureaucratic red tape. He will be remembered as having cultivated such valuable lessons as:

Knowing when to come in out of the rain; why the early bird gets the worm; Life isn't always fair; and maybe it was my fault.

Common Sense lived by simple, sound financial policies (don't spend more than you can earn) and reliable strategies (adults, not children, are in charge).

His health began to deteriorate rapidly when well-intentioned but overbearing regulations were set in place. Reports of a 6-year-old boy charged with sexual harassment for kissing a classmate; teens suspended from school for using mouthwash after lunch; and a teacher fired for reprimanding an unruly student, only worsened his condition.

Common Sense lost ground when parents attacked teachers for doing the job that they themselves had failed to do in disciplining their unruly children.

Common Sense declined even further when schools were required to get parental consent to administer sun lotion or an Aspirin to a student; but could not inform parents when a student became pregnant and wanted to have an abortion.

Common Sense lost the will to live as the churches became businesses; and criminals received better treatment than their victims. Common Sense took a beating when you couldn't defend yourself from a burglar in your own home and the burglar could sue you for assault.

Common Sense finally gave up the will to live, after a woman failed to realize that a steaming cup of coffee was hot. She spilled a little in her lap, and was promptly awarded a huge settlement.

Common Sense was preceded in death by his parents Truth and Trust, his wife Discretion, his daughter Responsibility and his son, Reason.

He is survived by his 4 stepbrothers;

I Know My Rights

I Want It Now

Someone Else Is To Blame

I'm A Victim

Not many attended his funeral because so few realized he was gone.

Prop 8 Video

This post is probably not going to make me real popular with some people who read my blog. I don't take a lot of political stands but this is beyond political. This is a moral issue that I feel the need to take a stand on. I am not here to win a popularity contest, just here to be able to express myself so that is what I am going to do. PLEASE VOTE YES ON PROP 8! I am not a hateful or judgemental person. If you want to live a certain way that is fine with me but DO NOT try to tell my children what is acceptable behavior. That is MY job. I found this video on My Byrd House.

Just Another Fluff Post

My mom gave me her camera. It is a very very nice 35mm old school film camera. It takes lovely pictures. A few weeks later her husband gave me his digital camera too. It is also a very nice camera. The problem is I cannot get the computer to recognize the camera so I can get the pictures off of it. So I am going to have to take it to Walmart too. They also gave me Photoshop, but I have not figured out how to use it yet so here are a few of the old school shots straight out of the camera. Not too bad.

Rub's not happy

Vootz the Poser

Dub "Here I am!" Hiding in the tree

Buzzy Blue Eyes

Dub snuggling Bebe and Fluvie

Rub snuggling Fluvie

Pickin' Apples

I finally made it back to Walmart to get my picture CD from our apple picking trip. Here are a few cute shots of Dub and Rub! I think Dub had more fun just playing in the dirt.


Rub and Dub burying the apples.


"Here's an Apple Mom!"


Lil' Dub

Mish Mash McDonald's Trash

Okay, so my friend Karrie over at Trailer Life has updated her blog making me feel more like the slacker we all know that I am. So I figured I should pop over here to my little page and say a little about our happenings at Casa de Moncur lately. The thing is, I have not been feeling any bit creative and that was the whole point of starting my blog to begin with was to have a creative outlet for all my nonsense that rambles through my troubled little mind. So when there is no nonsense hahah never has there been no nonsense or when I am just too tired to spew out all the nonsense onto this lovely blog, I tend to avoid posting. Wow, I just used the word nonsense four times five now in one paragraph. Overkill?

I dug deep into afore mentioned troubled mind and only was able to come up with a few little snip-its of crap to write about...kind of a mish mosh mash post if you will.

My shingles are finally healing. Just in time for Vootz to bring home a wonderful cold to all of us.

Buzz jumped off the top bunk last night and landed his hip on the trundle frame and now has a lovely little bruise and a limp. I was waiting for the school to call today to find out who beat him. Not really, but you know when your kid gets a horrific bruise that thought always pops into mind. I did not have a lot of sympathy for my screaming, writhing in pain little monster because 1. He was suppose to be asleep not playing superman. 2. He has been told countless times that he cannot fly he wasn't even wearing the cape! What was he thinking 3. He's been told countless times "Do Not Jump off Vootz's bed!

Dub has started saying..."cracks me up to pieces" when he thinks something is funny. His new favorite joke is:
Knock Knock
Who's there?
Howie
Howie who?
How we doin' taday? *through a giggle*
I'ne so funny I cracks me up to pieces *slaps his leg*

Rub had started saying something that "cracks me up to pieces"...He says, "silly ol me." or "silly ol' you" when something is said or done that is wrong. Like he put his shoes on the wrong feet today and when I told him he says, "oops, silly ol' me"

Vootz got a question wrong on a test he took the other day. I think, IMHO that it was correct but hey you tell me.

McDonald's French Fries are the best fast food french fries. FACT or OPINION
He answered FACT. It was marked wrong. Come on! We all know that it is a FACT! McDonald's does have the best french fries. Too bad we are boycotting them because of their Prop 8 Hating ways! Bye Bye fries, apple pies, sausage McGriddles and 69 cent diet Cokes! I will miss you. I might be able to fit into my jeans again soon, but I will miss you. Speaking of jeans, I can say good bye to Levi's too. What's up with these big companies fighting prop 8? I wish I could boycott PG&E!

As for other news, the transmission went out in JC's truck. That makes both vehicles down and out with no transmissions. He was offered a job finally, but they do not want to pay him enough to even pay our rent and the fuel it will cost him to get to work and back every day. The first chance for a raise is in two years. JC told them he would love to work for them but he could not do it for that pay. He told them what he need to make per year and yesterday they came to us with a counter offer. if you call it that They offered him another WHOPPING two thousand a year. WoooHooo another $166 a month. Who do they think can live off of that kind of pay? Seriously! Even if I was still working we could not make it on that and we don't live high on the hog. Any of you that have been to our house know that. Both our vehicles are twenty + years old so we don't have car payments even. Cazy! That's all. They are just CRAZY! Then they went into what a generous benefit package they had if you call 80/20 generous but the fact of the matter is benefits do not feed four hungry boys! Nor do they pay PG&E prop 8 haters. So we are still looking for work.

So that is my update. Now I am off to find something to eat that will stave off the craving I am having for McDonald's Apple Pie! prop 8 haters! Gotta go mess with a girls comfort food! Darn it!