Yeah I know....I'm falling asleep at the wheel again! In my defense though, that damed Facebook has been occupying most of my time!! I still haven't tried the Bejeweled thing that Gloria keeps talking about, but I'll get around to it when I know my crops on Farm Town are doing well!

Anyhoo...Here's the life of BryM lately:

PHOTO OF THE MONTH

As you can see, I'm not the only one in Casa de BryM to be a proud uncle these days...here's RC with his niece Miranda, taken on Father's Day. She is doing very well [she's the miracle baby] and has started to crawl!! She's also learning to talk--though you can't expect much of a conversation from a baby that's less than a year old!

Now if you wondering why RC doesn't look too happy in this picture, it's because I was desperately trying to get a shot of him and Miranda that didn't have the light glare in the background from the french doors they were in front of. It took several minutes, and being one that hates having his picture made you can imagine what he was thinking......

SPEAKING OF MONTHLY

   It seems as though the women in my life are getting a visit from Ms. Monthly--all at the same time! My sister snapped at me yesterday because I asked her what we'd be doing to my choppers at my next dental appointment..she tells me, "Do you not have a phone that you can use to call the office and find out?!" *Ahem...let's keep in mind that my sister is the dental hygeniest and works for my dentist!!!

Then there's Cindy--I'm not sure what her deal is, but she's been crabby for weeks now! I can't be around her for more than a few minutes before she starts bitching about not being able to find a job; going to school; the house; the pool; etc etc.....and I know it may sound strange, but I think she's blaming ME for her woes--she sent over some banana pudding yesterday because I was feeling a bit under the weather. That was really sweet & all, except for one thing: I despise banana pudding!

Here's a prediction about bitchy women: I mentioned earlier that I haven't been feeling well, so I've had to stay home from work today as a result. When I return tomorrow, I foresee the hens having their feathers in an uproar because I was out. It's just a feeling....

IN THE MEDIA

  I heard a blurb on tv today--First Lady Michelle Obama has announced that all Americans should try to live healthier lifestyles......... .........er, ok, but what if I don't want to live a healthier lifestyle? Is the government going to make me live healthier? Apparently so. First, the prez himself signed into law that the FDA can regulate what goes into tobacco products. Yeah yeah, I know..smoking is bad for you blah blah blah....but here's the thing--first it's going to be watering down our smokes; then it'll be regulating the amount of 'unhealthy ingredients' in our food; and eventually the FDA will have the right to force us all to go to a gym 3 times a week. All in the name of a healthier nation of course.

-->Ed McMahon died today. Sad, huh? Do you think when he got to Heaven that Johnny Carson said "Heeeerre's Ed!!" ....??

-->John & Kate Plus Eight are getting divorced. I'm curious though....if they live in a community property state, does that mean each of them will get 4 kids in the divorce settlement?

AND FINALLY

-->My poor cat Miss Bigglesworth is starting to show her age. She's been with me for over 11 years now and I've not once had a problem with her having "accidents" on the floor--at least not until about a month ago. It started out with me finding little wet surprises on the carpet in various rooms in the house, but I of course couldn't punish her for it because I hadn't actually seen her do the diddle. Now though, she's beginning to do it right in front of RC and me! Mad as I get about it though, my anger is nothing compared to RC's!! I have to constantly remind him that Miss Bigglesworth IS a senior citizen now and she probably can't help it.

  I'm afraid that this might be the beginning of the end for my Miss B--why can't our pets just age like we humans?! I realize it may sound a bit over the top, but when it is time for my cat to die I will NOT be in a good place. She may be just a cat, but she's been with me since she was barely 6 weeks old and she's been there beside me through a lot of things over the years.