Heads are Overrated...

I don't have much to say about this, however, I'm just concerned that we are sending out the wrong message with these mannequins.... I mean, why can't they have heads?  It is because you are supposed picture yourself in said apparel?  I'm not really sure, but, what I do know is that it's creepier than all heck to walk through Younkers with these head-less creatures all around you that I'm too fixated on the fact that they have no heads to actually look at their clothes.  I mean, look at the kid mannequin!  What head-less 4 year old have you ever met that has gangly arms and size 1 feet.  Creepy I tell you.

Next on the agenda...Our BINGO habit.  Josh and I are self-proclaimed "Old People"  Our idea of fun is going on a cruise and playing a good game of BINGO.  Seriously, I don't how old people can handle the action.  The adrenaline rush you get when you are one number away from BINGO and all you need is O-75 and the caller calls 0-72 is like none other.  Just ask the old lady at the table next to us last weekend at our Sunday afternoon bingo session.  She was onl

y playing 42 cards at a time that day, I kid you not.  I managed to snap this shot of her set-up while she was up getting a hershey bar.  These people are out of control.  Maybe we go for the people-watching just as much as we're hoping to win big bucks.  I really thought a couple of times that this lady was going to strangle "Frank" the BINGO caller if he didn't call G-54 one game.  I know this because after every number called she thought it would be appropriate to tell the other woman sitting next to her every number she still needed on every card, just incase she was wondering.  At least she doesn't have 500 trolls sitting across her table for luck, because she obviously thought the numbers were in the hands of Frank because she obsessively, after every number he called told Frank she was going to kill him if he didn't call the number she needed next.