Every so often my gal rolls her eyes and says, "Only YOU mama!" But doesn't everyone make declarations of love and devotion to their car registration sticker?
Because it was a big pain in the neck to get that sticker. First, I had to be pulled over by a policeman who happened to be the first to notice it was a month and a half overdue. Then I had to find all those papers that say the car is mine.
And then I had to bring in all those papers to the tax office which, as we all know, is never as simple as it sounds. And then I had to go again, because the papers I brought weren't good enough and they wanted different copies of the very same papers.
And so then I was so happy to have my very own car registered in my very own name that I told my gal was I was going to kiss my registration sticker every time I got in my car. 'Cause I'm sure everyone does that.
So now that we have my total and complete normalcy established, let's move on to some random pictures. Look, I may live in the fourth biggest (and first ugliest) city in the United States, but this is still my way home:And I took a sign picture this week too. I know the REAL subtext on these kinds of signs is always, "Please don't sue us!" But I always want to whip out a sharpie, change the period to a comma and add "you moron" to the end of the sentence (changing it from "always stay with your baby when using this table." to "always stay with your baby when using this table, you moron.")This one cries out for the same adjustment:I think they'd sell better, don't you?