Maybe it would be cool if I was a regular poster (postee?) with "funny friday" anecdotes. Either way, this is a funny movie. Maybe "funny" isn't the right word. Because you probably won't like LOL or ROFL, however you will most likely chuckle. That's a better word.
On the same note, the word "movie" isn't really the proper word either. Maybe a "clip". No, not "clip" because that makes it sound like a segment of something. How about a "short". I think that's what it is. A "short" That's a better word.
Here is a chuckle-inducing short.
(and sorry it's too big for the screen. I can't seem to make it cooperate. lame)
You know that episode of Friends when Monica is sick and trying to convince Chandler that she isn't?
And Chandler says "you aren't FINE if you end FINE with a D!" (or something along those lines - megan and nic, don't kill for improperly quoting!)
Well, that is what Luke sounds like these days. The poor kid has the stuffiest and runniest nose and was asking me yesterday "where's ab? where's ab? i dot doh" instead of "where's Am? where's Am? I not know"
Poor kid. I shouldn't mock.
Or admit that I asked him questions with answers like "i dot doh" just to hear his cute raspy voice answer without any m's and n's.
Today is a very sad day. Our dear Sgt. Maxwell was laid to rest after 10 loyal years as the World's Best Dog. Seriously, he is the only dog I've really ever loved. And for an extended period of time. I never saw him as smelly and dirty (as I feel towards most animals in general - especially house pets. ew. I digress....)
Max thought he was a person; he sat on his behind on the old green chair we used to have and slept on Jared's bed almost from day 1. And by bed I mean pillow. He learned how to spell "g-o" "c-a-r" and "w-a-l-k" - also know as just a "w".
He loved carrots and ice cubes. He had one brown eye and one blue eye. Strangers always thought he was blind in his blue eye. I always thought that was a weird assumption.
He waited up for me on the wild party nights of high school, along with Amber's wild nights and Jared's wild nights and Jake's wild nights (as if there were any of those).
He waited at the front window watching for the school bus to bring Jared and Jake and all the neighborhood boys home from elementary school. Simply hoping he could play "pickle" with them in the front yard.
He loved to lay on the floor in the sunlight shining in through the back door. He loved laying on the vent - no matter what temperature it was - to cool off or warm up. He especially loved laying on the vent with a blanket over him in the winter. (I told you, he thought he was a human).
He loved us all unconditionally for the last 10 years. He will be greatly missed.
(this is the face you get when holding a camera and he says CHEEEEESE!)
Charles M. Dickinson once said: They are idols of hearts and of household! They are angels of God in disguise; The sunlight still sleeps in their tresses, His glory still gleams in their eyes; These truants from home and from Heaven, They have made me more gentle and mild; And I know now how Jesus could liken The kingdom of God to a child.
I read this today and it reverberated in my soul. It caught me at a quiet moment, as I sat here enjoying the peace while Luke is asleep.
I often revel in nap time, find myself wishing it would last longer, thinking that I love him most when he is asleep. (He's just so peaceful and sweet...)
It made me realize how lucky I am to be his mother, to be the person he will look up to and (hopefully) cherish all of his life. "I know now how Jesus could liken the kingdom of God to a child..."