Today's the big day! Only $.31! Dad, Mom and I geared up with some sweatshirts and sneakers for our walk to Baskin Robbins. Today's high was only 64 degrees but that wasn't going to stop me from getting ice cream. We left the house at 16:48 hours. It takes about 5 minutes by foot.
We got there before 1700 hrs and the line was huge! We took our place at the end and started to plot our plan. I volunteered to go in first. I made my way through the treacherous line, dodging bratty screaming kids and drama queens from the intermediate school. I finally got inside. To the left of the store were all the nuts and candy ice cream. To the right were fruits and classic flavors. Mom said I can have as many scoops as I wanted as long as I ate them all. I had an idea of how many scoops and what kind I wanted. The first target would be Cookie Dough, next Heath, and lastly Oreo. I made way back to the Squad. I relayed my operational targets to Dad. Mom was up next. She fought her way through the line and entered the building. With my intel, mom went to the right of the store. She found her targets (Strawberry Cheesecake and Raspberry Cheese Louise) and was back in no time. Last was Dad. He went straight towards the candy and nut ice cream. His three targets were Heath, Peanut Butter Cup and Cookie Dough. By the time Dad got back we were almost face to face with the ice cream soldier. Mom fired out her order first. In no time flat she had her cone. Dad and I got ours and met Mom outside. We regrouped at our rally point and enjoyed the spoils of our ice cream recovery operation. Click on the picture to view our battle.
Hey there, humans! Today I went to a place called My Doggie Daycare. It was pretty neat. First I went in and they ran some "temperament tests" on me to see how I interact with other dogs. I met two different ones in the beginning. We just said hi and hung out a little bit. Then I had to go into a holding area and watch all the other big dogs play. After what felt like forever (it was only 30 minutes) I got to go into the play area too. It was awesome! I hung out with German Shepherds and Akitas. There were a lot of different types, I didn't know what kind they were though. One of the German Shepherds gave
me the low down on all the other dogs. I think he was the "boss dog" there. He told me which ones were cool, which ones were annoying, you know the inside info. I was having so much fun, I didn't even realize I was there for 6 hours! I really wanted to stay. Some of the dogs stay there overnight in these big cage things. I've never been in one of those. Don't tell anyone, but they kind of scare me. I enjoy having my cushy bed and blankets around me. I also like the openness. Being in one of those cages takes me way back before I joined the S Squad. Those were some scary times. The Shepherd said it was no big deal though. I, of course agreed with him. Can you imagine if I let on that I was a big fraidy cat? That would be the end of me and My Doggie Daycare. I'd be the laughing stock of the group! I could just see it now: The Shepherd starts showing the ropes to some other dog and introduces me as the wimp of the group. Not uh, I don't think so! All in all my day was pretty great. It was good to get outta my bed and do something. I think my owners are going to send me there again. I hope they do. It's not every day that I get to play with dogs my own size! Well, gotta go grab some chow, I've been so busy playing I haven't ate yet!
***WARNING! You are about to enter a long rant!***
So everyday that I'm in a store, restaurant or just out and about, I always come across some annoying, screaming, disrespectful kid. I wonder, what are their parents doing about it? Obviously nothing, but then I realize the kids are getting it from the parents. I don't know if the parents are just scared to spank or are just some tree hugging, new age sissies, but they are the ones allowing this behavior. Since when are 8 year olds allowed to mouth off to their parents? Or scream and act like an idiot because they can't get their way. The kids are running the houses now, not the parents. Todays parents feel like they can "talk" and "reason" with a 3 year old. People, the kid's 3 years old. Maybe he just needs a good old fashioned butt whooping. Here's a perfect example:
One day while working at my old job at Joann Fabrics, a lady comes in with her two brats kids. One is in the back of the shopping cart, the other sitting in the front. The registers at Joann's lines up two in a row. One with the opening on the left, the one in the back with the opening on the right. When a customer is at the front register, the shopping cart lines up perfectly with the back register. Our registers looked kind of like computers, with monitors and keyboards. While ringing this lady up her bratty ass kid standing in the back of the shopping cart starts banging on the back registers keyboard. The computer/register starts making all kinds of beeping sounds (luckily nothing can go wrong because you need to put in a code first). I turn around and look at the kid and then at the mom like "WTF?" She says to her child, "Now, _________ (fill in brat's name), you know we don't touch things that aren't ours". The kid continues to slam on the keys. The mom, "Stop it, __________". The kid continues. "_________, Stop it". He still continues. This goes on the entire time I'm ringing her up. Meanwhile, I'm thinking to myself, Lady, your letting your bratty ass kid bang on some company's expensive piece of equipment and doing nothing about it. Obviously, you told him to stop about 5 times and his ass is still not listening. Maybe you need to slap his hand or tap him in the rear.
I can't believe people would let their kids disrespect other peoples property. This is why when these brats go out into the real world they think they can do whatever they want and not get punished for it. What's really sad is these sorry excuse for parents are going to be taken care of by these kids in the future. Yeah right. Their old ass will be thrown into the closest, cheapest nursing home so these kids can go about and do whatever. The parents will be lucky if they even get that. Most will probably be taking care of their loser 30 something year old living with them because the kid can't afford rent and child support for his 3 kids whom he never even visits anyway. What really sucks, is I'll probably have to rely on these brats for future government office, doctors, etc...IF they even get that far.
People, there is a difference between abuse and a spanking. Some of your kids are long overdue for a serious ass spanking session. So bring 'em to me, I'll be sure to give them my all. I guarantee there won't be any disrespect after that. In the meantime, check out this video and see what I'm talking about. It makes me happy to know I have such a well behaved, respectful child. Well, I guess my rant for the day is done, just had to get that off my chest!
Today and tomorrow are my mom's birthday and my parents anniversary. Well, it's actually May 1st and 2nd, but because they are on Thailand time it's already May 1st for them. We just wanted to wish them a happy day on both! We wanted to do a video, but my dad seems to be encountering technical difficulties on loading the video.
We love you and miss you! Can't wait until you get to come visit us in Hawaii! :)
We all know Little Todd loves ice cream! Well, tomorrow he should be super happy! It's Baskin Robbins $.31 Scoop Night! The sale starts at 5PM and goes until 10PM. Usually there is a 3 mile line to get ice cream during this special day. We were late getting to the store last time
and were too lazy and cold (I think the last time they did this was in Oct.) to wait. So this time we'll be there right at 4:50pm!!! This sale is nationwide so click on the picture to find the closest store near you and get a 5 scoop ice cream cone!
We got there before 1700 hrs and the line was huge! We took our place at the end and started to plot our plan. I volunteered to go in first. I made my way through the treacherous line, dodging bratty screaming kids and drama queens from the intermediate school. I finally got inside. To the left of the store were all the nuts and candy ice cream. To the right were fruits and classic flavors. Mom said I can have as many scoops as I wanted as long as I ate them all. I had an idea of how many scoops and what kind I wanted. The first target would be Cookie Dough, next Heath, and lastly Oreo. I made way back to the Squad. I relayed my operational targets to Dad. Mom was up next. She fought her way through the line and entered the building. With my intel, mom went to the right of the store. She found her targets (Strawberry Cheesecake and Raspberry Cheese Louise) and was back in no time. Last was Dad. He went straight towards the candy and nut ice cream. His three targets were Heath, Peanut Butter Cup and Cookie Dough. By the time Dad got back we were almost face to face with the ice cream soldier. Mom fired out her order first. In no time flat she had her cone. Dad and I got ours and met Mom outside. We regrouped at our rally point and enjoyed the spoils of our ice cream recovery operation. Click on the picture to view our battle.
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