SMOKING FOR DUMMIES
My Mom and Toby say…
Surgeon General’s Warning: smoking may cause multiple fractures to the body.
1 Toby - Guess that depends on the contents of the cigarette. The contents of this photo are VERY disturbing to this mom.
So we are a family of non smokers. I have never smoked a single cigarette and am under the impression my children have not either. Now Tanner’s dad smoked from the age of 14 until 29. His idol was the “Marlboro” man and his “Glory Days” we living in Casper, Wyoming. He wore the jean jacket with the sheepskin collar and Stetson hat, just like the guy on the billboard. He quit when he became “Married With Children”.
And I’d like to add…
Only 1 Toby!!! My mom’s final review of 2010 and perhaps ever and we only get 1 measly Toby!!! I demand a recount!!! This is an outrage!!!
That being said I’m pretty happy with this being our final photo as I feel it really captures the toll that being “The Furballs” for a year has taken on our bodies. It sounds rather pathetic as our photos are adequate at best, but before this project we exercised and slept a whole lot more. However, no matter how broken we may feel, we fight to maintain the cheer, thus the Santa Suits.
SIGN OF THE TIMES
My Mom and Toby say…
5 Tobys for keeping the holiday spirit, unlike the Westboro Baptists Church whom I am in the midst of composing a letter to - FOR REAL. Ask Tanner about my previous letter writing campaigns. Don’t get this MOM mad.
Speaking of signs: My biggest fear, seeing Tanner and Vicki on Interstate 695 holding signs that read “Will Work For Food”. Really not that bad, since Tanner’s diet consists of chicken fingers, french fries, and pretzels. Just ask Vicki, that boy is picky picky.
And I’d like to add…
My mom is quite serious about writing letters when she is not happy. Off the top of my head she’s sent angry letters to the presidents of Honda, Six Flags, IHOP, assorted hospitals, and Bank of America. And I know for a fact that she spent most of 2010 sending angry letters to one of Maryland’s most despicable slumlords. Because of my mom’s angry letters several low income apartments in Linthicum, Maryland finally have working air-conditioning and heat. I’m not joking, my mom really is a crusader for the people, and is proof that the pen can sometimes be mightier than the sword. Of course if she had a sword that would be pretty damn awesome.
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