I'm hooked on this web site about these LOL Cats, some of them are pretty funny.  "The Hubby" showed them to me late last year and then totally forgot about them. Now I try to see it once a day and I have to give that person props for being very imaginative. Most of the animals they use are pretty funny.

The other day I picked to kids up from school and we walked home for "Grins and giggles". "N" has been asking me to do it and I finally do and the whole time he's complaining. What a little nerd (j/k), I finally give in to him and he's all, "We should be home by now."  You have to love the "instant gratification" that we've raised our kids on now-a-days.  Oh well, it happens right.

I let the kids go to school again, one of the last days that's going to happen, so I could get the house done for the inspection. After all of that and now I'm butt dragging tired and really want to go to bed.  It was so stressful because the owners haven't been to the house since just after we moved in.  It went pretty smooth and the builders don't have to do a whole lot to the house.  It's weird, out here because after you buy a house, you get a warranty of some sort. The one on this house is a one year from the builder and I couldn't believe what has to be fixed.  I swear they don't make houses like they used to.  But I'll go into more detail about that later.

Since that's now done I'm just waiting for time to pass to walk up to the school and grab the kids again. A funny story about that too. We were walking home and a car pulls up and the driver gets out and says to me, "My grandson goes to school with your little boy and since I've seen you walking, I thought I would offer you a ride." My first thought is, get the eff away from me. Of course I didn't say that and instead said something like, "Thank you but no, the kids have been begging me to walk them home and it's finally not too hot or cold or rainy."  I know she was just trying to be nice but there are people who enjoy walking and I'm sort of one of those people. Plus I don't like strange people coming up to me when I have my kids.

"The Hubby" just told me a funny story about Pop Tarts.  When he would eat them, in his younger years, he never toasted them.  One day he did and thought they tasted much better toasted, when he had Pop Tarts for breakfast on his way out to Lansing, MI, he would turn on the defroster (when it was cold out) and put the Pop Tarts on and let the defroster do all the work about 30-40 minutes later. Ok it was funnier when he told me.