deciphering company names…

New naming convention for common companies we all deal with, according to little tobin:
Cheap Bastards = Verizon
Poor Bastards = Car Insurance
Slimy Bastards = Time Warner
The Thieves = Health Insurance

we end up at a car show…


little tobin: who the heck likes cars this much?
daughter: shhhhhh, all these people here do.
little tobin: well that’s just sad.  you know i’ve crashed 2 of those corvettes in my lifetime.
(evil eyes from guy with corvette)

our backyard oasis?…


daughter: let’s eat on the deck tonight.
little tobin: ok, but we have to be careful of the west nile virus.
daughter: oh my god, you have to be kidding me.
little tobin: this is no joke! it was in the paper.
daughter: fine, how about the porch then.

(all veggies from cousins amazing garden)

review of bourne legacy…

little tobin: well now that was not what I expected.
daughter: really? why?
little tobin: he was just much too sweet, not so vicious.
daughter: and what was up with that growth on edward norton’s face?
so distracting
little tobin: oh yeah i couldn’t even look at him on-screen.
daughter: ditto
little tobin: but I loved it.
daughter: yup me TOO! loved it!
little tobin: 4 stars, definitely recommend.

trip to the friendly social security office…

(upon entering the offices no one is there to greet us,
we both panic but see that someone is sitting at the next window –in unison)

little tobin: oh thank goodness
daughter: it’s jill
little tobin: our friend.
daughter: remember us? we were here a few months ago
little tobin: well i’ve been here since then too, but without you
daughter: oh ok, but well a few months ago my mom retired
little tobin: yup in may and haven’t worked since, yipppeee!
daughter: nope she sure hasn’t. We came here back in may and met with you.
little tobin: and you were just so nice to us, well you and that
handsome man who sits up front most of the time. where’s he?
daughter: yeah he’s unexpectedly helpful, is he not here anymore?
little tobin: he’s usually the guy we have to go through to get to you.
daughter: but I guess now we can just talk directly to you first, yes?
jill: (very perplexed, a little fearful, and somewhat laughing)
oh yes, I remember you two.

(jill is still our friend and believe me has not seen the last of us)

odd storage…


little tobin: who stores their beaver?
(uncontrollable laughter- so much so that we had to pull the car over when we drove by this signage gem)

new car!…


little tobin: are you going to drive your new car carefully?
daughter: what? are you kidding me? this is not the first car i have owned, you know?
little tobin: yeah i get it but you haven’t owned a car for 8 years, it’s not like riding a bicycle.
daughter: yeah it is like riding a bicycle, you don’t forget and i’m not careless!
little tobin: i don’t know how to ride a bike well.
daughter: oh my god, that is not the point!

hoping the neighbors aren’t listening…

daughter: upstairs – minding my own business
little tobin: downstairs – a slight scream
ahhhhhhh he’s assing me, he’s assing me, he’s ASSING ME!!!
daughter: oh my god, how much do I NOT want to go downstairs and see what is going on
mom! what the heck are you yelling about??

(the cat had backed into her on the couch…crisis solved.)

saturday morning market…

daughter: hey let’s go to the farmers market this morning.
little tobin: ok sounds good, we need to get tomatoes.
daughter: yup just tomatoes.
(we left with 2 pies)

this is where my art lives… bingo gallery