What's it like?

Living in Stepford. That's probably what you are asking yourself when you read my blog.

Well, here's an example.

Brrrriiinnnngggg.

"Hello?"

"Hey, Tracy. Next door neighbor just called me. Is there a ticket on my car?"

"What? I don't know. I left the house several times today and didn't notice. Let me go check."

"You won't believe it. Yes, there was a non-moving violation on your windshield. A freakin' ticket on your car parked in FRONT OF OUR HOUSE."

"What for?"

"Parking against the flow of traffic."

"Seriously?"

"Seriously."

P.S. It was left at 2:36 pm. I was home. How about instead of stopping to unethically collect your $60, knock on my door and ask me to turn the car around. No?

Should naming children be a supervised activity?

Dear laFamily:

I saw you today when I was driving my son to his school party. You were in the left lane and far enough ahead of me so that when we came to the stoplight I could see your "bragging" stickers on the back of your Suburban. You know the stickers that say "MHS Varsity Football - Caden", etc. The ones that most professionals say DON'T PUT ON YOUR CAR BECAUSE IT MAKES IT EASIER FOR PEDOPHILES TO GAIN YOUR CHILDREN'S TRUST IF THEY KNOW THEIR NAME AND WHAT THEIR INTERESTS ARE - but I digress. That's not what I'm writing to you about.

Actually, I wanted to comment on the amazing originality of your children's names. Believe me, I realize that all the good ones are taken and that you really have to struggle to be original.

I just want to say that I applaud your ingenuity. I salute your creative risk-taking. I commend you for going so far out on a limb.

I just hope that your lucky girls, LaKayla and LaChrista feel the same way...

Way to go LaMom. You LaRock!

Much love,