the only difference between men and boys . . .

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Posted: September 16th, 2007 under MEN!.
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Hubby moose works as a Shadow at the middle school near our house. He works with a 6th grader and has a heart for each of the kids who cross his path daily.

One little girl is very ill – leukemia – and the parents of her classmates and others have been doing things to fundraise to help the family with the mounting expenses.

The latest event was a mass hair cutting of ponytails to be sent to Locks of Love.  The stylists worked for free – those who simply wanted their ponytails cut and sent to the charity paid no money. Those who wanted a bit of styling paid $25 which was, in turn, collected for the family.

A few days ago hubby came home and said he had made a wager with a teacher at the school – a male who has a very nice long ponytail. The women in the office had been after the man to get his hair cut for the fundraiser. He was reluctant (his SO wouldn’t like it) so hubby moose told him that if HE did it hubby moose would do it! (Hubby moose is VERY secure in his manhood!)

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Posted: April 3rd, 2007 under Family, inspiration, MEN!, Moose Nuggets.
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if this were your daughter? Or if this were your son? 

Yesterday I learned of a 12 year old sixth grader in a nearby school who received flowers for Valentine’s day while at school.

nice, right?

She thought so, too, and spent the next several periods showing them off and telling everyone who would listen where she had gotten them – and who had given them to her.

He’s a junior at the school next door! A junior! That makes him at LEAST sixteen years old, and probably seventeen years old. He is at least four years older than she – most likely five years older.

What is her mother thinking? What is this boy thinking? No, don’t answer that last question because, while I am much older, I still remember and can figure what he is thinking.

I wish I could look him in the eye and tell him one thing: son, if that IS what you are thinking – and if you are DOING what you are thinking – you need to know this – it is a jailable offense!

Now, get your head out of your pants and date girls your own age.

At least until she is 18 and can make up her own mind about how old her date is.

 

Posted: February 16th, 2007 under Alaska, MEN!, Moose Nuggets.
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I am hot

then I am cold

then I am hot again

add to that . . .

the scratchy/sore throat and coughing, sneezing, sniffling so I can(‘t) sleep symptoms.

Yes, I have a giant head cold – which, I guess, is better than having a giant head, right?

Poor hubby was sick last week – AND I spent all day Saturday at a very rainy and windy and cold event – described a bit by Lessa here. (I’ll cheat and let her do the telling and showing – I don’t think SHE has a cold – heh.

Ladybug teases in my comments about her youngest and his visit to us a couple of nights ago. She says it is my story to tell – so here it is . . .

The youngest buglet came with his mama and daddy (sorry – but both were unnecessary to the visit – although it is always good to see them – it is the boyo we were tickled to see) to see us a few nights ago. He is a very, very, VERY busy little boy – 2 1/2 years old – and, did I say busy?!? He came in – ran to me to get a hug and kiss – then to Paw-Paw moosie for a hug and kiss – then he was down and around and up again as he would not light for more than a few minutes (that’s how you fall asleep, you know – lighting for too long a time)

On one of his down and around modes he came across The Boy’s (Lessa’s boy) RC hummer. It needed to GO right now! So Paw-Paw moosie found the remote and began to move the hummer across the floor. We all laughed when buglet ran to me and climbed into my lap (watch those elbows, boy!!! mammograms ain’t got NOTHING on that boy’s elbows!) and proceeded to delight us with his antics.

Each time the hummer would come toward my chair, buglet would curl his little feet up tighter under his bottom and yell “he’s coming! he’s coming!”. His legs would straighten each time the car went away from us – and I would say “it’s going!” then Paw-Paw moosie would bring it back toward us and the cry would go out again – “he’s coming! he’s coming!”.

All we could do was giggle. So very cute – and growing up waaaaaaaaaaayyyyyyy too fast. He’s the last of our grands and we know there are no more babies until one of the older ones gets married (in a HUNDRED years or so!) and has babies – and then we will REALLY be GREAT grandparents. Although, how any grandparent could be greater than we already are . . . I will never know. haha.

So – there are the two stories – links etc. I need to go and soothe my throat with something. Maybe someone can bring me some orange sherbet? Hmmm – off to call Lessa. “sweeetie . . . I’ll buy YOU some ice cream if you will get me some sherbet . . .”

Think it’ll work?

Posted: August 13th, 2006 under Alaska, Family, MEN!.
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Well, okay, I guess it was his friend, but still! My husband stayed out last night – late for him – until nearly midnight. T wanted to go trolling for women karaoke-ing so out they went. Oh, they asked me if I wanted to go along – at 9 p.m. (ish). Um, no. I get up at 5 a.m. (ish) so just label me a big ol party pooper.

Pooped, that is. I was in bed before 10.

Did they come in quietly? Well, I’m sure they thought they did. But we have these squeaky boards . . . great for when the daughters were teens. We always knew when they came in. Hubby pretty much knows where to step to avoid making TOO much noise – but T wasn’t quite as astute. He was still asleep this morning when I left so I don’t know if his lack of clarity was due to over imbibing or not.

So, by the time hubby was “quietly” coming to bed – right near to midnight – I was awake (dratitall!) Good moosie-wife that I am, I asked “how was your evening?” “T’s pretty good!” hubby replied. “That’s good,” I say and try to go back to sleep.

Up at 5 – work out with Bob and the folks from The Biggest Loser – shower – breakfast while reading the paper and listening to local news – leave for work. Hubby is just stirring as I leave.

He needs to get up.

He has a grandmoose to pick up for breakfast and to take to summer school.

Then he and his buddy are supposed to go to Homer to take a boat trip to Halibut Cove. It remains to be seen if this last thing gets accomplished today.

One more week of this.

Posted: June 15th, 2006 under MEN!.
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