So Sorry...

to be a boring blogger. My husband's grandmother came into town today and we only knew she was coming as of Tuesday night, so I've been scrambling to get the house in order while still going to appointments and getting things done for church, and all sorts of other things I do on a daily basis. No stamping time. Thanks for the suggestions/referrals for ribbon stamps. I'll take a peek at each one as soon as I get a chance. Tomorrow night we get to go to a family camp with Cub Scouts (no, Daniel's obviously not a Cub Scout yet, but Peter volunteers with them here in Del Rio and on the base), so I won't be home until late Saturday night. So, don't count on seeing me until at least Monday :) If any of you have any more ideas about where I can find a ribbon for a cause stamp, please add your suggestion to my post from yesterday (Wednesday, Oct 17th). Thanks, and take care! Enjoy this little forward I got from my friend/downline Jennifer. I always get a kick out of it when I get it in an e-mail forward:

A man came home from work and found his three children 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 and there was no sign of the dog. 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, the fridge door was open wide, 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 might be ill, or that something serious had happened.

He was met with a small trickle of water as it made its way out the bathroom door. As he peered inside he found wet towels, scummy soap and more toys strewn over the floor. Miles of toilet paper lay in a heap and toothpaste had been smeared over the mirror and walls.

As he rushed to the bedroom, he found his wife still curled up 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 every day when you come home from work and you ask me what in the world I do all day?'

'Yes,' was his incredulous reply.

She answered, 'Well, today I didn't do it.'