...apparently, James thinks I'm warped...but this is something silly I made for my Star Wars minded husband, James, after us finding out that there is actually The Gospel According to Yoda....a UK Church of the Jedi....seriously! A Jedi "church" has been born in a galaxy far far away – North Wales.
Star Wars 10 Commandments
(notice the order?)
VI- You shall not murder the Jedi language.
VII- You shall not commit ‘adulthood’.
VIII- Do not steal light sabers. Those things are expensive!
IX- You shall not bear false witness against a Wookie.
X- You shall not covet your neighbor's Star Wars comic book collection; you shall not covet your neighbor's Lifesize Leia doll, nor his R2D2 robot, nor his autographed poster of the original Star Wars cast, nor his Yoda backpack, nor his Deathstar replica, nor anything that is in your neighbor's Star Wars collection.
I - You shall have no other puppets before Yoda.
II- You shall not make for yourself a LEGO image--any likeness of anything that is in Star Wars- ‘A New Hope’, or that is in ‘Empire Strikes Back’, or that is in ‘Return of the Jedi’.
III- Thou shalt not take George Lucas’ name in vain.
IV- Remember the Sith day, to keep it holy.
V- Honor Obi Wan and Padime.
Today's TOP STORY:
Well, it looks like another Tooth Fairy has been fired from her incompetance and lack of 'fairiness'.
Cameron Graham awoke yet another day to find the Tooth Fairy did not welcome him in the night with money in exchange for his lost tooth. Being such a 'good sport', he went off to school and just smiled at his Mother...knowing full well that she'd have a talk with said Fairy.
Cameron's Mother 'Donald Trumped' the lazy Fairy and is now looking for a replacement.
If you see this Fairy looking for a job, DO NOT HIRE HER (er, uh....him?):
Today we took the 'punks' to Virginia Beach for a quick photo shoot...uh huh...it was actually up to 82 degrees when we left our house at 3pm today. Kind of strange for a December, but hey...we took advantage of it...and I still had (and still have) stomach cramps through it all. I tried and tried to get them to build a 'sandman', but James and Brigham were no help, as they goofed on me the whole time...afterwards, we took the 'goof balls' to dinner at The Purple Cow.
Silly Sandy Santas....everyone of 'em!
Brig got a little mesmerized by the ball...Meow!!!
(oh....and here's the vintage snowman I made):