'Confused??????'

This story has a moral--really it does! So yesterday, I 'hopped' over to the DMV to pay taxes on mine and mom's cars. Ok, first their 'stupid' intercom system was yelling at me to get in the right spot.[yelled at by a machine--how embarassing!!!] First thing I discover is that the reason MY paperwork had not come in the mail, was because MY taxes weren't due until NEXT month. So why do I have a sticker that says 10? They didn't know but---would fix it. I give them my money they give me ----papers? I notice that one 11 is red and one is green. Ok, either mine or mom's car is going to be a 'cop magnet' this year. I don't care, I'm sick of this place!!! I walk two buildings over to get a motorcycle handbook [Dennis is getting me a scooter] and repent of my earlier thought. [maybe it was the 15 minute wait to get the handbook] I decide to go back to the DMV but first---I'll look closely at the paperwork. Oh wait--there are 3 11's. Ok, I guess they moved mom's due month to the 11th too. I'm 'outta here!' So, I call mom and tell her that her car is 'good to go' but can we borrow it. [whole nuther story] also, her month is now the 11. Totaly confused her!!! I get home and am telling Bryon about how the DMV 'screwed up". He says, 'no mom, NEXT year IS 2011.' Oh crap, now it's all crystal clear but--- I've confused Mom. Never, NEVER listen to ME mom. [oh, that's the moral:]

'At times, one must ask oneself----'

Is this WISE???' I was shopping today and decided on a 'Witch' for Halloween. Now, I've been a "Witch' several times before. As I recall, others do not ALWAYS realize that I AM dressed up. It would make more sense to dress as something that is OBVIOUSLY not me. [A princess perhaps] So anyway, I buy a top for my costume. It's black [of course] and says in BIG letters, 'This IS my costume, I'm a WITCH!' I also purchased an apron that looks like a 'witches' dress. I already had the hair and a hat, plus the nose, so I should be 'good to go!' Maybe, I'll get black tights and a broom. I dare-sent leave my broom on the stoop anymore. Dennis ALWAYS hands it to me with some 'smart-ass' comment about leaving my 'car' on the stoop. Men! He'd better watch it or I'll post 'on facebook' just how LONG it actually took to get the faucet installed. Surely it's not THAT difficut????