First of all, Happy Day After July 4th. Did you know that per a nationwide telephone survey, one in five U.S. teens didn't know from which country America declared its independence? I hate these stories because, as an American, they embarrass me. What the heck are our kids learning anyway, if not these most basic of facts about our history? Believe me, I know the info is being taught. For whatever reason it’s not being retained. Perhaps it’s apathy. Perhaps it’s distraction with other things. Perhaps this is unacceptable!!
I’ve always said you know you’ve made it in life when you have a bobble head of yourself. You might remember the contest where I won the chance to be bobbled. Many of you thought I should have picked the bobble head sitting on a toilet. In the end I went with runner girl. I may always regret that decision. I probably spend a little more time on the toilet than running. All things toilet have certainly defined me on this blog.
Last night we had the bobble head unveiling. But first, I’d like to show you my melons:
The unveiling was done before a group of 35 family and friends. I must confess, they did not come to see the bobble head. They came to celebrate our country’s independence. From who we became independent, I have no clue. The bobble was just the icing on the cake. I know Thomas Jefferson would have been proud.
Here’s the finished product. Not exact, but PDG (pretty damn good):
And, when I went to bed last night, I one of my friends had tucked Ms. Bobble safely away for the night:
Thanks Nuf Said Advertising for the great prize!!