Search me, search me!

One of the fun things about having a web site is following the statistics on it. You know, how many hits per month, peak activity days in a week and, my all time favorite, phrases thrown in a search engine that land people at our site.

So, Devra thought it would be fun for me to put our top eleven (no, not 10) search phrases into sentences. I decided to go one step further and put my creative writing skills to work and create a little scene. It kind of reminds me of those MAD Libs we used to do in the car on long family road trips. I hope you enjoy it.

The loud snoring of Merdith Viera's husband sleeping echoed across the lawn and into my window. It made me think of the boss lady & secretarial video index I came across while surfing the net the other day. It's no wonder his wife went out and bought herself a Women's Cuddles Slipper Sock. She's probably hoping to pull it all the way up over her head and shut him out completely. Maybe she'll get lucky and his next "business trip" will land his car in a ditch in Wichita, KS.

I can't blame his snoring for keeping me up though. I've spent the last 45 minutes trying to think of how to ditch parent teacher conferences tomorrow. The last conference focused on my kids automatic flushing toilets fear and the great debate, "Should I punish my son for farting?" Don't they have more important things to discuss with me?

I tiptoe across the bedroom and stare out the window at our lawn sized menorahs. That's one debate I never should have folded on. I crawl back into bed with the hope of getting a little rest before morning. My husband, awakened by my return, rolls over and grabs me with a little intimate eye contact. What the heck, there'll be plenty of time for sleep when I'm dead.

The sun rises and I awaken to a hearty, "speedy gonzales Aviva!" I return my sons eager morning greeting with 2 thumbs up and, what would the Fonz say? Oh yeah, "Ayyy."