girls

I think I need to obtain some government funding for a serious condition that has recently developed here at the AtwoodZoo.

I call this newly discovered condition "S.T.A.Y.U.P."

S.T.A.Y.U.P. stands for Spontaneous Tremendous Appetite Yearning for Unhealthy Provisions.

Just in time for Friday night, a story I've been dying to tell you guys.

Calling all ladies who want to be in Brooks & Dunn’s new video.

I was talking to a friend last week about the Internet and its effect on high school yearbook sales. (It's killing them.) Many students aren't buying them anymore mainly because they feel that with websites like MySpace and Facebook, what's the need?

"Mommy, can you help me write something?” Gresham (age five) asked.

“What do you want to write?” Becky asked.

“How do you spell ‘Averi’?”

“A-V-E-R-I”

“Is?”

“I-S”

“Hot?”

“What?”

One of the odd things about having a blog is that after a few years you get used to being read by the same handful of people. The luckier and better blogs than I have a bigger handful, but it’s still generally the same group.

Last year we made a point to let the wild violets in our yard grow as they would after we found out that the Diana Butterfly lived exclusively on them and nothing else as a caterpillar. I have no idea if that helped or if we just have a good year for Dianas but we have them in abundance. We had three males at one time on the butterfly bushes.

It is not time for the girls to emerge, so for now,

Of course, the audience members would fall out of their seats in side-splitting laughter at the ridiculous notion of abstinence until marriage.

But then, we get a headline like this: 17 girls at Mass. high pregnant.