Show me the stickers!

Last Saturday, Team Erickson spent the night here. It seems Aunt Susan & Uncle Kermit had a party to attend in Chaska and decided to stay here for the night rather than make the long drive home late at night. This meant I got to see my boys, Ole and Berkley. It also meant we were forced to spend our time together trapped in the mud room because of Momma and Stew's irrational fear of multiple shedding dogs, trashed wood floors from me chasing Ole around the house, smelly wet dog hair, and something called "stealth pooping" (as demonstrated by the tot in the picture, except replace the tot with a dog). Anyway, I really enjoyed seeing Ole and Berkley... although we were stuck in such close quarters. I sometimes fear getting on Ole's nerves. You might recall he was found wandering the mean streets of Duluth prior to joining the Erickson family, and he can still be somewhat of a bad-ass. You don't tug on Superman's cape. You don't spit into the wind. You don't pull the mask off that old Lone Ranger, and you don't mess around with... Ole.

Yesterday, Claire received something in the mail from her California cousin, Benjamin. You see, a few weeks ago, Claire and Momma joined something called The Sticker Club. Claire's friend, Colton, got her into the club, which involves mailing letters to Claire's friends. I think it's some sort of voodoo or witchcraft because all Claire had to do was mail a couple letters, and now she's starting to get stickers mailed to her. Now I don't want to sound like a socialist, but maybe this idea could be used by the government to stimulate the economy. The gov't could send letters to other countries. But instead of asking for stickers, they should ask for gold (my apologies to the sticker manufacturing industry, but I'd rather have the money). I'm also thinking of starting The Milkbone Club, but Stew says he's "too busy" to help me address envelopes. Too busy drinking iced mochas? Too busy taking naps on the couch? Too busy taking Claire to The Land of the Velour Track Suit (also known as "Tot Time Gym" at the Chaska Community Center).

That's about all the news worth printing today. Now if you'll excuse me, I'm going to go back to patiently waiting for the Free Market to solve all our economic, healthcare, housing, infrastructure and reliance on foreign oil problems. We've only been waiting about 27 years for the Free Market solution to kick in, so it shouldn't be long now...