Beer Time?

My sons, Casey and Chase, and their close friends have their own language that they speak to one another. The boys will pick two words out of a phrase and switch the beginning letters. They call it "Eaking Spenglish". Let me give you a few examples: 'thanks dude' turns into 'danks thude', 'no problem' becomes 'pro noblem', 'I'm going to take a shower' changes to 'I'm going to shake the tower'. You get the idea.

Anyway, Katelyn and I went to Santa's Workshop (a craft fair of sorts) last November and a vender there was selling signs made from old license plates. Buyers had the option to purchase the signs on display or have one custom made. Katelyn and I spotted a sign that said 'Beer Time' and I mentioned to her that I should buy it for Casey, since he just bought his first home and could use some masculine wall decor. Katelyn agreed, but came up with a brilliant idea to have Casey's sign custom made to say 'Teer Bime' instead.

On Christmas morning, both of my boys laughed when Casey unwrapped his gift. Neither of them could believe I purchased a wall hanging in "Spenglish" let alone one that condones drinking alcohol.

Here is the magnificent work of art...

Why Be Normal?

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Don and I are slowly, but surely, redecorating Cody's bedroom. We painted the walls and bought him a new bed, mattress, dresser and night stand. Now it's up to me to decorate Cody's walls.

I'm not the type of person that can display any ol' thing on the walls of my home. The decor I have in my house has to mean something to me. That is why, when I was browsing the Internet and came across this phrase, "Why be normal?", the thought came to my mind to print it out in vinyl. See how cute it looks above Cody's bed...



I was having a few problems with my camera. It appears
that the 'n' is peeling off, but it's just poor lighting.



I know there are people that get offended by the reference "normal" or "abnormal", but it doesn't bother me. I understand the context for which it is used and realize, for the most part, people mean no harm. If I let every little thing bother me, well...I'd be a bigger basket case then I already am. It just so happens that my family takes pride in being weird. "Normal" is not "the norm" for us. :)