He looks like he's going to fly off the pole! And his facial expression in the one where he's clinging to the top - priceless!! Looks like the pole won at the end!
If you hurry you might actually catch up.
You might be surprised, you are not that behind.
Good morning all! Hope everyone is having a great Wednesday...or as many I know like to call it "Hump" day.
I figured before I get too much further preoccupied with laundry or fall asleep (due to the abandonded house two doors down that was set on fire at 4:15 this morning waking me up 3 hours earlier than usual)...I'll get the pole pics posted I mentioned on Rosies thread.
These pics were taken at UNC (university of Northern Colorado) when my now SIL was attending college there many moons ago. So we were all like 18 or 19 or 20.
My brother and SIL...I don't remember if they were first to dance with the pole or not...
My friend Aaron and I...
Aaron though it would be fun to climb the pole...attempt #1...he ended up flying
Attempt #2...I think it's success...
My turn for a singles pole dance...(I forgot to crop this one before resizing...and PB won't let me make it large again, stupid PB, so I may re-upload it, crop it, resize it and edit this post later)
I had single pole pics of each of us...as well as a pic of just SIL and I...but for the life of me I can't find those. If I do find them I will post them.
After the pole dancing...my brother decided to re-enact the oh so famous triple dog dare scene from The Christmas Story...
And finally...I guess the following is a sign the pole had had enough of our shenannigans (sp?) so decided to take it out on my friend Aaron.
I assure you all, we were dead cold sober! Wandering around the campus late late at night when we found this pole. I must say though...I laughed so hard that night at our shenannigans, my sides hurt the next morning.
These pictures are hysterical!! The ones of your friend Aaron -
What a great time that must have been! College - ahh, those were the days!
Then again, I've never traced my family tree(s).
Ok, I'm off to the spa to eat my bon bons and have someone fan me! Ta ta! I've thought that I could get some use out of an iPad but then Wendy would say I should have it surgically removed......I guess I need to get more hobbies like reading (books & my bible), praying (more), catching up on TV.....
Hey. You're making me look bad. I guess you're not being truthful when you say that I'm a good mom when clearly you do all the work around here... hmmmm. Maybe I'll just let you do everything from now on....
that's the funniest joke I've ever heard. 
To follow up on my humbugging about what women do... a little humor for you today...
One afternoon a man came home from work to find total mayhem in his house. His three children were outside, still in their pajamas, playing in the mud, with empty food boxes and wrappers strewn all around the front yard. The door of his wife's car was open, as was the front door to the house. Proceeding into the entry, he found an even bigger mess. A lamp had been knocked over, and the throw rug was wadded against one wall. In the front room the TV was loudly blaring a cartoon channel, and the family room was strewn with toys and various items of clothing. In the kitchen, dishes filled the sink, breakfast food was spilled on the counter, dog food was spilled on the floor, a broken glass lay under the table, and a small pile of sand was spread by the back door.
He quickly headed up the stairs, stepping over toys and more piles of clothes, looking for his wife. He was worried she may be ill or that something serious had happened. He found her lounging in the bedroom, still curled in the bed in her pajamas, reading a novel. She looked up at him, smiled, and asked how his day went. He looked at her bewildered and asked, "What happened here today?"
She again smiled and answered, "You know how every day when you come home from work and ask me what in the world I did today?" "Yes," was his incredulous reply. She answered, "Well, today I didn't do it."
You are one lucky woman. I have to practically twist my DH's arm to get him to bathe Keegan every other day (he gets a bath every day of the week, but DH and I switch off nights). And getting him to clean...
(hee hee hee - just kidding Derek 
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Very funny - I've never heard that one!
To follow up on my humbugging about what women do... a little humor for you today...
One afternoon a man came home from work to find total mayhem in his house. His three children were outside, still in their pajamas, playing in the mud, with empty food boxes and wrappers strewn all around the front yard. The door of his wife's car was open, as was the front door to the house. Proceeding into the entry, he found an even bigger mess. A lamp had been knocked over, and the throw rug was wadded against one wall. In the front room the TV was loudly blaring a cartoon channel, and the family room was strewn with toys and various items of clothing. In the kitchen, dishes filled the sink, breakfast food was spilled on the counter, dog food was spilled on the floor, a broken glass lay under the table, and a small pile of sand was spread by the back door.
He quickly headed up the stairs, stepping over toys and more piles of clothes, looking for his wife. He was worried she may be ill or that something serious had happened. He found her lounging in the bedroom, still curled in the bed in her pajamas, reading a novel. She looked up at him, smiled, and asked how his day went. He looked at her bewildered and asked, "What happened here today?"
She again smiled and answered, "You know how every day when you come home from work and ask me what in the world I did today?" "Yes," was his incredulous reply. She answered, "Well, today I didn't do it."
To follow up on my humbugging about what women do... a little humor for you today...
One afternoon a man came home from work to find total mayhem in his house. His three children were outside, still in their pajamas, playing in the mud, with empty food boxes and wrappers strewn all around the front yard. The door of his wife's car was open, as was the front door to the house. Proceeding into the entry, he found an even bigger mess. A lamp had been knocked over, and the throw rug was wadded against one wall. In the front room the TV was loudly blaring a cartoon channel, and the family room was strewn with toys and various items of clothing. In the kitchen, dishes filled the sink, breakfast food was spilled on the counter, dog food was spilled on the floor, a broken glass lay under the table, and a small pile of sand was spread by the back door.
He quickly headed up the stairs, stepping over toys and more piles of clothes, looking for his wife. He was worried she may be ill or that something serious had happened. He found her lounging in the bedroom, still curled in the bed in her pajamas, reading a novel. She looked up at him, smiled, and asked how his day went. He looked at her bewildered and asked, "What happened here today?"
She again smiled and answered, "You know how every day when you come home from work and ask me what in the world I did today?" "Yes," was his incredulous reply. She answered, "Well, today I didn't do it."
Good morning all! Hope everyone is having a great Wednesday...or as many I know like to call it "Hump" day.
I figured before I get too much further preoccupied with laundry or fall asleep (due to the abandonded house two doors down that was set on fire at 4:15 this morning waking me up 3 hours earlier than usual)...I'll get the pole pics posted I mentioned on Rosies thread.
These pics were taken at UNC (university of Northern Colorado) when my now SIL was attending college there many moons ago. So we were all like 18 or 19 or 20.
My brother and SIL...I don't remember if they were first to dance with the pole or not...
Attempt #2...I think it's success...
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To follow up on my humbugging about what women do... a little humor for you today...
One afternoon a man came home from work to find total mayhem in his house. His three children were outside, still in their pajamas, playing in the mud, with empty food boxes and wrappers strewn all around the front yard. The door of his wife's car was open, as was the front door to the house. Proceeding into the entry, he found an even bigger mess. A lamp had been knocked over, and the throw rug was wadded against one wall. In the front room the TV was loudly blaring a cartoon channel, and the family room was strewn with toys and various items of clothing. In the kitchen, dishes filled the sink, breakfast food was spilled on the counter, dog food was spilled on the floor, a broken glass lay under the table, and a small pile of sand was spread by the back door.
He quickly headed up the stairs, stepping over toys and more piles of clothes, looking for his wife. He was worried she may be ill or that something serious had happened. He found her lounging in the bedroom, still curled in the bed in her pajamas, reading a novel. She looked up at him, smiled, and asked how his day went. He looked at her bewildered and asked, "What happened here today?"
She again smiled and answered, "You know how every day when you come home from work and ask me what in the world I did today?" "Yes," was his incredulous reply. She answered, "Well, today I didn't do it."
Yes, I've always praised DH (to him and others) about the fact that he'll bathe the kids (one of my lesser favorite tasks...) because he pretty much does it most of the time... but alas, it seems that the appreciation only goes one way
He learned quick especially when I was pregnant with #2 and could not lean over the tub with #1 anymore!
My DH always made me bathe the kids. He figured somehow I should be better at because I work around water and am Lifeguard trained.
Now there's a rationalization!!
Yeah I didn't buy it either.
I took that opportunity to train him. I figure if I can train 15year old how to rescue someone, I can teach a nervous new father to bathe his daughter.
