A freakin' cloud moved in just before trick or treating tonight. It didn't change the kids enthusiasm. They were psyched. Mommy and daddy were a little less than enthused.
They made it to all 64 homes with Daddy's help. Mommy got to hand out candy under an umbrella while talking to a neighbor. And no one brought me a beer. Oh sure, many guys came through with pumpkin candy bins carrying beer bottles. I teased one about having his own treats at hand. We don't have bottles here, our's is on tap. Hubby has it on tap. And I wasn't about to walk back and forth all night.
Awwww hubby's getting me one now. Yum.
The crapin' rain though, kept a lot of kids away and I bought a whole lot of large candy bars. I better send them to other people. I can't do that much time on the treadmill. *giggle* On a good note, the pumpkins stayed lit. I'll post them tomorrow. They turned out awesome. I got many compliments. *smile*
Happy Halloween all!
Tuesday, October 31, 2006
On the note of Halloween....
With my topic of haunted places and shows about them, I found these sites highlighed on yahoo news.
I haven't been able to get into the second one yet but they're supposed to list the top 13 most haunted places.
www.ghostvillage.com This is a place where you can read about encounters or post your own. (psst...Lioux, you should post about your old Italian lady.)
www.americaninventorspot.com
I haven't been able to get into the second one yet but they're supposed to list the top 13 most haunted places.
www.ghostvillage.com This is a place where you can read about encounters or post your own. (psst...Lioux, you should post about your old Italian lady.)
www.americaninventorspot.com
Hallo......weenie
Check out this list of worst Halloween costumes of all time. I don't know, I like the village people. LOL
We had a neighbor once dress up as a cereal killer. He had tiny boxes of cereal attached to him slashed up and one with a knife sticking out of it. Funny guy.
We had a neighbor once dress up as a cereal killer. He had tiny boxes of cereal attached to him slashed up and one with a knife sticking out of it. Funny guy.
Trick or treat in Suburbia
When trick-or-treat is underway many people here show their true Halloween spirit. I like to have pumpkin luminaries, a strobe light and spooky music. Other people have coffins and giant spiders. But it’s the other handful of people that make me wish I was taking the kids around and not hubby.
The kids are not the only ones getting treats. Some people hand out beer, apple-tini’s, jello shots and other adult beverages. Where’s my costume? LOL.
Woo hoo!!! To Suburbia!!!
Spooky....spooky
So today is Halloween. I get to hear my 5 year old ask me ALL DAY when are we trick or treating (grabbing the aspirin now. LOL)
My 6 year old had an issue on the bus yesterday afternoon. Apparently the girl he likes, who sits next to him, elbowed him in the face. When he went to tell the bus driver she yelled at HIM. I'm in the process of finding out more, since he is now being punished for it. I have been told by two other kids that it was the girl who was hitting kids with shoes and other stuff. Girls suck. LOL. (I know, I'm a girl.)
Anyway, apparently the kids say the bus driver is mean a lot of the time and they even know things about her personal life. They say she's spooky. We'll see if she contacts me as I've requested.
~~~~~To be continued~~~~~~~
My 6 year old had an issue on the bus yesterday afternoon. Apparently the girl he likes, who sits next to him, elbowed him in the face. When he went to tell the bus driver she yelled at HIM. I'm in the process of finding out more, since he is now being punished for it. I have been told by two other kids that it was the girl who was hitting kids with shoes and other stuff. Girls suck. LOL. (I know, I'm a girl.)
Anyway, apparently the kids say the bus driver is mean a lot of the time and they even know things about her personal life. They say she's spooky. We'll see if she contacts me as I've requested.
~~~~~To be continued~~~~~~~
Monday, October 30, 2006
Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh.................BOO!
I ABSOLUTELY love this time of year for one reason, and one reason only: all the shows about REAL haunted places. Right now I have the travel channel on and they are doing the 'Most Haunted Live." I also like "America's Most Haunted" and other such shows.
Hubby knows I love these shows and puts them on for me when we have no other show we watch. Sometimes I'll stay up later to watch it. It's a facination I share with my younger sister too. Some day maybe hubby and I will tour the country and stay in some of the haunted hotels in New Orleans and other such places.
The scarier the better, the more real, the better. Once hubby and I watched one that was so freakin' scary that he told me he had to stop watching it. LOL. Most of the time you think, yeah yeah. I know that my family has experienced paranormal activity, maybe that's why I'm so facinated.
Still, I love it. Yep, love it.
Hubby knows I love these shows and puts them on for me when we have no other show we watch. Sometimes I'll stay up later to watch it. It's a facination I share with my younger sister too. Some day maybe hubby and I will tour the country and stay in some of the haunted hotels in New Orleans and other such places.
The scarier the better, the more real, the better. Once hubby and I watched one that was so freakin' scary that he told me he had to stop watching it. LOL. Most of the time you think, yeah yeah. I know that my family has experienced paranormal activity, maybe that's why I'm so facinated.
Still, I love it. Yep, love it.
Yum Yums for my tum tums
I went grocery shopping today and refilled all the dwindling shelves. It's always so tempting to try all the new things in the cupboards.
The one thing I always try to do is have a fresh baked dessert every few days. Right now I have a cake in the oven. It will have a Halloween theme. I know, I know, the kids will have their candy. But we won't. LOL. That and the kids won't have free reign with the candy.
I have a bunch of orders for Thanksgiving and will be baking away as I am every year. I have one woman who always orders Thanksgiving and Christmas baked goods in early October. She says she's an addict of my torts. LOL. Maybe some day I'll open that bakery. The next new recipes on my list are macaroons, homemade donuts and fruit filled danish. Then maybe I'll be ready. *rubs hands together*
I don't advertise other than word of mouth and my baking business is called 'Angels Heavenly Confections' (thus the name of my blog.) Perhaps one day it will be on a shingle over a retail establishment around town here. :D
On the sunny side...
It's Monday morning and the sun is shining. It's deceptive because it's cold outside but I'll take sunshine anytime.
Last night we carved our pumpkins. It was a fun time. My kids were so excited and we used a kit with patterns. My son came up with his own pattern and drew it on his pumpkin himself. Then he used the kit's cutting devices to carve his own pumpkin for the first time.
My daughter began marking her pattern herself and that was great. Hubby carved his but claims to lack artistic ability so he spent some time swearing as he couldn't figure out the pattern after it was transferred. Alas, he did fine. I carved two in the time it took him to do one. LOL. We roasted some of the seeds and munched on them. You have to love traditions. I know my kids do. Now the rain has to hold off tomorrow so they can go around to get their sack'o candy. LOL.
And....no. I didn't carve the pumpkin I show here. I'll post some pictures of our pumpkins another day.
Sunday, October 29, 2006
Not this SH*T again!
So here I thought I was having a good weekend, silly me. Why didn't I realize that people in their 30's aren't really all that far from high schoolers. *smacks forehead repeatedly* I don't get it.
Apparently Bunko isn't offered to everyone (duh, since I've lived here almost 5 years and this weekend was the first time I was invited.) To top it off, at Bunko was the wife whose husband was throwing the poker night the next night. I was descrete about discussing the next night figuring that not all the husband's of the women present were invited (having seen the invitation list.) So hubby comes home last night at 1:30 am and I find out that the grapevine that is my 30 something plan, was that I was loudly discussing the poker night while the wife was shushing me. Which never F*CKING happened. I'm not a f*cking idiot. You see, that's why I hate women.
Then one of the guys brought up me and my bikini to hubby and it happened to be the guy who continually engaged me in coversation at the summer picnic. Why in the h*ll would you bring that up to my hubby?
Then.... the guys brought up our height again. You see I'm only 5' tall. Hubby is only 5'6" tall. But to everyone who is taller than us we are apparently fair game to poke fun at. Hubby got ribbed about his height in regards to basketball, of which he's quite good regardless. Then they say at least he was smart enough to find someone shorter than him. I am so f*cking tired of my or hubby's height being an issue. I never think about it unless it's brought to my attention!
I mean, yeah, they're taller. Who gives a F*CK!? I mean seriously. Have you ever seen the extremely tall? Does anyone pick on them? So I can't reach things in the top cabinet without a step stool. Who cares? What difference does that make to anyone else? And why is it so damned funny? I ask you? Do you think we like being picked on for what mother nature gave us in regard to height? Do you think that makes us inferior? Do you think we should be put in our place.
I think next time someone brings up the issue of height I'm going to look myself up and down, then them up and down. Then I'll take their hand and begin to vigorously shake it while I say in all my mustered innocence...."Thank you! Thank you! I had no freakin' clue that I was only 5' tall! You pointing that out makes it all clear now! I can't believe that in all my 33 years I had no clue I was shorter than a good number of people!" And then as I walk away I'll stop and turn back and say something like, "I can use a step stool to reach things, but apparently you can't fix stupid." Dumb shits!
NOW HEAR THIS ALL YOU TALL PEOPLE! BEING SHORTER THAN YOU DOESN'T MEAN ANYTHING! It doesn't mean that I'm valued less, or that I'm inferior! It only means my clothes are smaller, I need assistance reaching things up high! It doesn't mean I'm less intellegent or less important. If you disagree with me.......I say..........BLOW IT OUT YOUR ASS!
THEN THEN THEN! To top it all off! The crazy drunkin' biotch up the street actually HAD her Halloween party this year and only invited a few people from the plan of homes and the rest were people they boat with. Most of the people we saw this weekend had all been to at least one of her Halloween parties in the past only to be nixed this year! What the F*ck? If it's because I didn't by Mary Kay cosmetics I'll tell her where to stick the pancake overly priced sh*t. I mean, should we all discuss the time she drank so much and stumbled home from a neighbors party to find her husband had locked her out and so she passed out in her front lawn? Stupid drunk.
So my revenge will be silent and simple. Last night hubby and I already began inviting those we saw this weekend to a costume party at our house next year. It will be bigger and better and 'stupid drunk' and said hubby won't be invited. *gasp*
I can play high school kid too! I've been there! I've lived that. Still the party will only be to have fun, the biproduct will be pissing her off. Muhahahahahha!
Okay, rant over. My weekend wasn't quite as good as I had thought. *sigh* I hate people.
Apparently Bunko isn't offered to everyone (duh, since I've lived here almost 5 years and this weekend was the first time I was invited.) To top it off, at Bunko was the wife whose husband was throwing the poker night the next night. I was descrete about discussing the next night figuring that not all the husband's of the women present were invited (having seen the invitation list.) So hubby comes home last night at 1:30 am and I find out that the grapevine that is my 30 something plan, was that I was loudly discussing the poker night while the wife was shushing me. Which never F*CKING happened. I'm not a f*cking idiot. You see, that's why I hate women.
Then one of the guys brought up me and my bikini to hubby and it happened to be the guy who continually engaged me in coversation at the summer picnic. Why in the h*ll would you bring that up to my hubby?
Then.... the guys brought up our height again. You see I'm only 5' tall. Hubby is only 5'6" tall. But to everyone who is taller than us we are apparently fair game to poke fun at. Hubby got ribbed about his height in regards to basketball, of which he's quite good regardless. Then they say at least he was smart enough to find someone shorter than him. I am so f*cking tired of my or hubby's height being an issue. I never think about it unless it's brought to my attention!
I mean, yeah, they're taller. Who gives a F*CK!? I mean seriously. Have you ever seen the extremely tall? Does anyone pick on them? So I can't reach things in the top cabinet without a step stool. Who cares? What difference does that make to anyone else? And why is it so damned funny? I ask you? Do you think we like being picked on for what mother nature gave us in regard to height? Do you think that makes us inferior? Do you think we should be put in our place.
I think next time someone brings up the issue of height I'm going to look myself up and down, then them up and down. Then I'll take their hand and begin to vigorously shake it while I say in all my mustered innocence...."Thank you! Thank you! I had no freakin' clue that I was only 5' tall! You pointing that out makes it all clear now! I can't believe that in all my 33 years I had no clue I was shorter than a good number of people!" And then as I walk away I'll stop and turn back and say something like, "I can use a step stool to reach things, but apparently you can't fix stupid." Dumb shits!
NOW HEAR THIS ALL YOU TALL PEOPLE! BEING SHORTER THAN YOU DOESN'T MEAN ANYTHING! It doesn't mean that I'm valued less, or that I'm inferior! It only means my clothes are smaller, I need assistance reaching things up high! It doesn't mean I'm less intellegent or less important. If you disagree with me.......I say..........BLOW IT OUT YOUR ASS!
THEN THEN THEN! To top it all off! The crazy drunkin' biotch up the street actually HAD her Halloween party this year and only invited a few people from the plan of homes and the rest were people they boat with. Most of the people we saw this weekend had all been to at least one of her Halloween parties in the past only to be nixed this year! What the F*ck? If it's because I didn't by Mary Kay cosmetics I'll tell her where to stick the pancake overly priced sh*t. I mean, should we all discuss the time she drank so much and stumbled home from a neighbors party to find her husband had locked her out and so she passed out in her front lawn? Stupid drunk.
So my revenge will be silent and simple. Last night hubby and I already began inviting those we saw this weekend to a costume party at our house next year. It will be bigger and better and 'stupid drunk' and said hubby won't be invited. *gasp*
I can play high school kid too! I've been there! I've lived that. Still the party will only be to have fun, the biproduct will be pissing her off. Muhahahahahha!
Okay, rant over. My weekend wasn't quite as good as I had thought. *sigh* I hate people.
I'm falling!
I just went around my house and changed all the clocks back one hour due to the daylight savings time 'fall back' rule. Hubby's playing poker up the street, I wonder if he'll be all confused if he comes home all drunk? LOL.
Now I'm sitting here, not in the mood to write more in my newest stories with absolutely nothing good on TV but refusing to go to bed. What is wrong with me?
Now I'm sitting here, not in the mood to write more in my newest stories with absolutely nothing good on TV but refusing to go to bed. What is wrong with me?
What a drag....
The Munsters is on tonight and I just flipped by it and had to turn back. What is with Herman Munster in drag??? Freaky creepy weird.
Saturday, October 28, 2006
Spooooooky fun weekend so far....
Two nights out! And dinner without the kids! I am having a fantastic weekend! The only bummer is our neighbor isn't having their annual costume party this year. *pout* I think next year we'll throw one. We used to have decent ones with snacks and fall colored jello shots. No better excuse to liquor up your neighbors. *snicker*
Now if you'll excuse me I need to scare the shit out of myself by watching "The Exorcist" or is it "The Exorcist II." You know what I love? Any show about real haunted houses. Love it, love it, love it!!
btw...I have watched 10 minutes of "The Exorcist II" and it is so freakin' annoying. Holy shit, what is with the chant and flying bug?
Saturday saturation
Last night was nice playing Bunko with the ladies. We didn't go to see the band, *sigh* but the wine went more to my head than I thought so I was kind of happy to go home. I would have loved going to see the band but going alone was never an option.
Today my son's soccer game was cancelled. It was the last game of the fall season and the rain had made the field so bad that it was under water. Not before my son ran around the muddy, wet field getting muddy enough to have to get his clothes all boy-dirty. LOL.
Tonight I'm doing something that's foreign to me..... have dinner just with hubby out. The kids have a party and we have 2-1/2 hours to ourselves. *gasp* Then hubby will play poker with the guys in our housing plan. We are so cleche. LOL.
Friday, October 27, 2006
Crazy Suburban nights....
So tonight is the first night in….ohhhh, heck I can’t remember, that I’m going out. This is the first time since last spring that I’m partaking in a ‘girls night out’. I like girl's night out because #1….no kids and #2…..no kids. But mostly it’s the lack of kids that cinches it for me. *snicker*
Last time we had ‘girl's night out’ we went to a bar to see a band….a cover band called “Dancing Queen”. (I looked for their website but can’t find it, darn it.) It was a mixture of fun and men being a-holes….another story. (But a 22 year old young man did try to pick me up and was surprised that I was married with two kids. LOL. God bless him.)
Tonight though is different. I’ve been asked to join the ‘Bunko’ group. Apparently it’s a dice game so I’ve been reading on how to play. I need to see if money is involved. I’d rather go dancing or see a band play but a night out is a night out.
Hubby has poker night tomorrow night with the guys. We suburbanites are going crazy! Watch out!
***Update!***
I found "Dancing Queen"'s website but just realized that if I posted it all the blogger world would know where I live. EEEeeek!
Last time we had ‘girl's night out’ we went to a bar to see a band….a cover band called “Dancing Queen”. (I looked for their website but can’t find it, darn it.) It was a mixture of fun and men being a-holes….another story. (But a 22 year old young man did try to pick me up and was surprised that I was married with two kids. LOL. God bless him.)
Tonight though is different. I’ve been asked to join the ‘Bunko’ group. Apparently it’s a dice game so I’ve been reading on how to play. I need to see if money is involved. I’d rather go dancing or see a band play but a night out is a night out.
Hubby has poker night tomorrow night with the guys. We suburbanites are going crazy! Watch out!
***Update!***
I found "Dancing Queen"'s website but just realized that if I posted it all the blogger world would know where I live. EEEeeek!
To work or not to work....that is the question.
I read the blog damnyoudan a lot. Those guys over there crack me up big time. Silly guys. That and talesfromthegardencenter blog too. Anywho, between the two of the blogs they make me flip between hoping all the job hunting I've been doing the past few months pans out and hoping it won't. LOL. Since Kintner said he needs to get someone to quit their job I began searching for a list of ways to 'get fired'. I found a funny one! Hey Lioux, check out #36, it made me think of your troubles with a certain Girl Scout that you know.
50 ways to get fired. Funny stuff.
50 ways to get fired. Funny stuff.
Halloween hoooplah
Today was my daughter's preschool Halloween party since she doesn't have school on Halloween. She was Ariel with red sprayed hair and all. And mommy volunteered to help with the party. Ahhh an hour and a half with over a dozen 4-5 year olds. Good times, good times. To top it off, I had to dress up. Have you seen the costumes out there for us women? Holy slut central! Well I managed to wholesome it up as a dog. I mean I can dress up like that for an adult party, of course with hubby around I might not make it out the door. *snicker*
That reminds me, I've got to carve the pumpkins this weekend. If I'm going to do four I need hubby's help.
That reminds me, I've got to carve the pumpkins this weekend. If I'm going to do four I need hubby's help.
Thursday, October 26, 2006
*sniff*.......Ahhhhh!
Yeah!!! Yesterday I bathed my stinky dog and she not only smells better but she looks better too. That and she seems happy about it. I don't think she liked being so stinky.
My daughter (who was four at the time) took this photo of our doggy.
Wednesday, October 25, 2006
Update!!!
I did find the website, thanks to Kintner Boy. Thanks bud. I don't listen to the group, the song appeared in my head as if by magic. LOL.
I don't know about them or their music but I like the album cover! (do they still call them that? *snicker* showing my age.) I am all about the angel/devil combo. I'll get that tattoo one day...I swear!!!
I don't know about them or their music but I like the album cover! (do they still call them that? *snicker* showing my age.) I am all about the angel/devil combo. I'll get that tattoo one day...I swear!!!
*******UP---Update!*******
Now I remember where I heard that song! In August, at my sister's bachelorette party downtown at the meat market dance club. Ahhhhh good times. (and some weird ones.) I have problems when I go out. I always end up dancing on the bar after a few and that night I had on a school girl skirt. Recipe for disaster? Hee hee.
Number two....my lady!!
The last couple of nights, while making my family dinner I've been singing over and over again:
"Come my lady
Come come my lady
You're my butterfly
Sugar baby"
I just had to look up the rest of the lyrics and the name of the song to learn it's called "Butterfly" by.....who? I have no freakin' clue. I found the lyrics but not the name of the band. *sigh*
I'm off....mommy mobile. Damn those songs stuck in my head. LOL.
"Come my lady
Come come my lady
You're my butterfly
Sugar baby"
I just had to look up the rest of the lyrics and the name of the song to learn it's called "Butterfly" by.....who? I have no freakin' clue. I found the lyrics but not the name of the band. *sigh*
I'm off....mommy mobile. Damn those songs stuck in my head. LOL.
I've got two songs......stuck
I have two songs stuck in my head. Right now this is running over and over in my head....
"You're a heartbreaker,
Dream-maker,
Love-taker don't ya mess around with me.
You're a heartbreaker
Dream-maker
Love-taker don't ya mess around NO NO NO"
Yeah....that's right. Pat Benetar.
"You're a heartbreaker,
Dream-maker,
Love-taker don't ya mess around with me.
You're a heartbreaker
Dream-maker
Love-taker don't ya mess around NO NO NO"
Yeah....that's right. Pat Benetar.
Tuesday, October 24, 2006
Polly......
I didn't get to bathe my dog today. *sigh* Too much going on with kids homework and other boring 'mom' stuff. Tomorrow, stinky dog, tomorrow.
While at the aforementioned large chain Pet store we HAD to go by every animal they sell. I don't know why but the parrots always walk over to me when I talk to them. Either my voice is soothing (yeah, when I'm not yelling at my kids. LOL) or they're thinking, "Look at the crazy lady talking to me."
I've really been saving the totally awesome image I found and pasted above, waiting for a reason to post it. Now I found it, I can't believe it. LMAO. Anyway, it made me *chuckle*.
*Ahem*.....kitty?
My daughter can't pronounce 'k's and hard 'c's. Instead of the 'k' or 'c' she says a 'T'.
So we went to the pet store to get shampoo to wash my stinky dog with. In one part of the large chain Pet store is an area for adoptable kitty's. My daughter wanted to see them but I passed them by. For the next five minutes she asked over and over again (loudly) to go see the kitty's. Only she can't say kitty.....she says.....yeah. That (ahem...titty.)
I shhhhhed her until finally I had to say I'd think about it which ended the loud question to "Please! Can I see the titties?"
So we went to the pet store to get shampoo to wash my stinky dog with. In one part of the large chain Pet store is an area for adoptable kitty's. My daughter wanted to see them but I passed them by. For the next five minutes she asked over and over again (loudly) to go see the kitty's. Only she can't say kitty.....she says.....yeah. That (ahem...titty.)
I shhhhhed her until finally I had to say I'd think about it which ended the loud question to "Please! Can I see the titties?"
*Double take*
Have you ever been confused with a star? You know, someone on the stage or screen? Or someone in the spot light? My dad keeps getting mistaken for Bill Clinton. We're not sure it was a compliment. My mom was just mistaken for Christina Aguilera's mom but she didn't like it one bit.
I have been TWICE told that I look an awful lot like Lea Thompson. I'm not sure I completely agree but I think she's pretty so I'll take it. I can see the similarities: almost the same hair color, similar physique and face shape. I'm flattered...you know... I kind of see it. Sometimes. LOL.
***BTW: Neither photo is me. Both are Lea Thompson. Sorry for the confusion.****
I have been TWICE told that I look an awful lot like Lea Thompson. I'm not sure I completely agree but I think she's pretty so I'll take it. I can see the similarities: almost the same hair color, similar physique and face shape. I'm flattered...you know... I kind of see it. Sometimes. LOL.
***BTW: Neither photo is me. Both are Lea Thompson. Sorry for the confusion.****
Ewww he's a bad A**
Last night I sat down to watch CSI Miami. I know.... I have expressed my extreme dislike of David Caruso but I like the show as a whole and he is a part. So the sum of all the parts outweighs my dislike of one actor.
I was shocked that the opening, before it went screaming into "The Who" song, that 'H' as they call him, did NOT put his sunglasses on. Wow.
But later he did utter the completely so cool words, "Burn baby, burn" after taking a 15 minute drive to a remote location so that a bomb that only had 4 minutes left could explode in it without hurting innocent people. Come on, writers. Do you really think we believe he could get that far out of Miami proper within 4 minutes? While I'm on the topic of believable, do they really think we believe that David Caruso's character is that big of a bad a**?
I don't. Nope.
I was shocked that the opening, before it went screaming into "The Who" song, that 'H' as they call him, did NOT put his sunglasses on. Wow.
But later he did utter the completely so cool words, "Burn baby, burn" after taking a 15 minute drive to a remote location so that a bomb that only had 4 minutes left could explode in it without hurting innocent people. Come on, writers. Do you really think we believe he could get that far out of Miami proper within 4 minutes? While I'm on the topic of believable, do they really think we believe that David Caruso's character is that big of a bad a**?I don't. Nope.
Peeeee euyyyuuuuuu
My dog stinks. I need to bathe her. I need to go buy more doggy shampoo but that requires me leaving the house today and after yesterday....*sigh*
I need to go today. I can't stand it anymore. LOL.
I need to go today. I can't stand it anymore. LOL.
Monday, October 23, 2006
My own KB rant....
Bear with me (all 6 of you that read my blog LMAO) I'm about to go on a KB style rant.
I went out on a grocery shopping excursion and let me say that normally I enjoy such trips. It's a chance for a stay-at-home lady like me to get out and about. I make sure I dress nicely and fix my hair and makeup so that I make the most of my time out. If I turn a head or two in the process *bonus*. But today.....
First off! The lady at the grocery store that checked me out was suited for this time of year (hint: Halloween) because she was a grade A (b)witch. Not a smile, hello....nadda. Now I'm no social butterfly but I like to say hello and make small talk. I like to think that I spread a bit of sunshine but today... This lady just SUCKED the happiness out of me. To add to that she was slower than molasses on a snail and she couldn't bag for sh*t!! Tell me do you think bananas should be set on top of a bag full of wrapped raw chicken? How about my bags of mini candy bars with jars of spaghetti sauce?! Holy sh*t!
Secondly... there are FARRRRRR too many bad drivers on the road. I had a woman traveling 12 in a 45. I kid you not! She was anticipating a turn 200 yards away! I nearly blew a blood vessel! Then I witnessed a person make a left turn on RED! Now I don't know about other necks of the woods but we here in PA aren't supposed to do such a thing.....especially since cars were coming the other way....close....damn close!
And lastly, I don't care what anyone else says it's too darn cold. Okay, yeah, I wore an athletic skirt but brrrrr. I just got the cute little athletic skirt and had to wear it (I should have checked the weather forecast...my bad.) And I'm pretty sure I might have flashed a few people in the last store. Hey, I didn't know the skirt rode up like that. *blush* Then I get home and it starts to snow! Ugh. On the bright side, only 6 more months of that....*sigh, double sigh*
Angel........bored
I've come to realize that my life is quite boring. No funny stories, no antics with coworkers, nadda. This is what happens when Angel gets bored and posses many washable markers. My poor kids, yet they thought it was awesome. 
Warning.....Deletion without advanced notice!
I deleted a post. Why? I was giving myself too much props. I was embarassed and had to put the smack down on myself.
Sunday, October 22, 2006
Bring in the clowns? Ahhhh!! Please don't!
Did you know that clowns terrify me? Yep, like Amityville Horror, Friday the 13th kind of scary. Sure, a man in the shadows with a knife while spooky “ding..ding,ding” music plays would make me wish I had put depends on but I can’t stand within 6 feet of a clown. And don’t get me started on mimes.
*** I had to remove the first picture I had on here. That clown was scaring the h*ll out of me. Let's see how this new one strikes me.***
Tell me that isn't creepy?
****I'm sorry.. I had to remove the picture. I just HAD to. *shiver* ***
Speaking of which...
Speaking of a man's day.
My son’s soccer game was bright and early and the sun was actually out. But the two days straight of rain was evident as the ball stopped dead in 6 inch deep mud puddles as the kids hacked at it with their feet, mud and water flying everywhere. The boys were in mud heaven. (my son was no exception) And to top the mud fun off my son scored a goal…(although not his first it was exciting nonetheless.)
However he learned a huge ‘man’ lesson today: Getting a hard, cold, wet and mud covered soccer ball kicked to the groin hurts like heck. Poor kid was doubled over in pain crying. All the dads on the sideline said “Ewwwww” in unison. I stood along the sidelines wanting to run in and comfort my child. I said out loud, “Do I go out there?” to which a dad said, “no, he’ll be fine…… eventually.” I said, “He’s never been hit there like that before,” to which another dad chimed in, “Unfortunately it won’t be the last time either.”
*shakes head* That is one good thing about not being a man.
My son’s soccer game was bright and early and the sun was actually out
However he learned a huge ‘man’ lesson today: Getting a hard, cold, wet and mud covered soccer ball kicked to the groin hurts like heck. Poor kid was doubled over in pain crying. All the dads on the sideline said “Ewwwww” in unison. I stood along the sidelines wanting to run in and comfort my child. I said out loud, “Do I go out there?” to which a dad said, “no, he’ll be fine…… eventually.” I said, “He’s never been hit there like that before,” to which another dad chimed in, “Unfortunately it won’t be the last time either.”
*shakes head* That is one good thing about not being a man.
Saturday, October 21, 2006
It's Bleepin' Man day...
Okay, so TV consists of crap, crap and more crap. Add to that cartoons, college football and the Top Gun movie. Is it Man day today? LOL.
I do like Top Gun though so I won't bash.....
Goose: "Come on, Mav, do some of that pilot shit!"
(but I have a weakness for a man in a uniform, hee hee)
I turned off the tube and I'm making some mouthwatering iced sugar cookies in the shape of Halloweeny things. Yumm.
I do like Top Gun though so I won't bash.....
Goose: "Come on, Mav, do some of that pilot shit!"
(but I have a weakness for a man in a uniform, hee hee)
I turned off the tube and I'm making some mouthwatering iced sugar cookies in the shape of Halloweeny things. Yumm.
Apologies to the masses of the 'Pepper' People
Let me apologize in advance for this post to anyone who might like this group. But this is my blog and while you may not agree, I plan on saying it anyway. *sticks out tongue* (I know, that was juvenile but deal with it. *snicker* Ewww getting little sleep makes Angel snapish? :D )
All I have to say is that I HATE....did I say that word (oh no.....girl... you din't!) Yes I did! Now where was I? Oh yes, I absolutely hate 'Red Hot Chili Peppers.'
Now obviously everyone is entitled to their opinion but this is mine. Ever since they began promoting their latest release the market has been saturated with the 'Chili Peppers'. There is just something about their music, or the voice (I don't know) that rakes on my nerves like Edward Scissor Hands on a dry chalkboard.
*Phew* Glad I got that off my chest.
All I have to say is that I HATE....did I say that word (oh no.....girl... you din't!) Yes I did! Now where was I? Oh yes, I absolutely hate 'Red Hot Chili Peppers.'Now obviously everyone is entitled to their opinion but this is mine. Ever since they began promoting their latest release the market has been saturated with the 'Chili Peppers'. There is just something about their music, or the voice (I don't know) that rakes on my nerves like Edward Scissor Hands on a dry chalkboard.
*Phew* Glad I got that off my chest.
Ahhh my ramblings
I've come to the conclusion that in the company of those I know best I tend to say things that do not fit me. What do I mean? Well, I'm white and far from inner city. I'm little and live in the burbs. But some of my favorite things to say are:
What up, dog?
I'll put the smack down on you.
and ... check out my badunka-dunk.
I mean really? I am so not ghetto. Maybe that's why it amuses those around me. Like a square peg in a round hole. *sigh*
What up, dog?
I'll put the smack down on you.
and ... check out my badunka-dunk.
I mean really? I am so not ghetto. Maybe that's why it amuses those around me. Like a square peg in a round hole. *sigh*
Insomnia sucks....
I hate not being able to sleep. I know I'm tired but my brain won't shut down. With hubby gone the bed isn't as warm as it usually is...*pout* and I have two stories rattling around in my noggin. I started one and the second is there but I don't have the ambition to start it.
I also know I need to revamp my novel. I'm still waiting to hear word from the publisher I contacted about it and I think I know how to make it extremely marketable. That needs done and I need an agent ...............and a new second editor. I have one great editor and I used to have a second one but he had life issues to take care of and so I'm down to one. I liked having two since they had different perspectives.
Too many different thoughts bouncing around in my head. I wish it would just stop! Please. I have a soccer game to go to at 8:30 am and with hubby not here to help it will be mayhem. *sigh* Sleep....please come to me. I'm shutting off again to try one last time.
I also know I need to revamp my novel. I'm still waiting to hear word from the publisher I contacted about it and I think I know how to make it extremely marketable. That needs done and I need an agent ...............and a new second editor. I have one great editor and I used to have a second one but he had life issues to take care of and so I'm down to one. I liked having two since they had different perspectives.
Too many different thoughts bouncing around in my head. I wish it would just stop! Please. I have a soccer game to go to at 8:30 am and with hubby not here to help it will be mayhem. *sigh* Sleep....please come to me. I'm shutting off again to try one last time.
*click click click* on the laptop
It's a late night writing session. Will I find that what I've written is incoherent? I don't know. I'll tell you tomorrow! LOL
Friday, October 20, 2006
Perty....
I went to the hair salon today and got a beautiful new style. I feel perty. But hubby left for the weekend *sigh*
Just as he was leaving the freakin' power went out!!! We have no storms, thunder, lightning, wind, ice, sleet.....NOTHING! So there I was lookin' fine but with two kids under 6, no hubby and NO POWER.
It came back on after over two freakin' hours! Ugh!
Just as he was leaving the freakin' power went out!!! We have no storms, thunder, lightning, wind, ice, sleet.....NOTHING! So there I was lookin' fine but with two kids under 6, no hubby and NO POWER.
It came back on after over two freakin' hours! Ugh!
Thursday, October 19, 2006
Early bird gets the rum....
My weekend starts early. The kids don't have school tomorrow and hubby is off across state tomorrow afternoon for a college football game.
So I've cracked open my bottle of Captain Morgans and a lovely coke in a glass full of ice. The house is quiet and I'm off for an early weekend. Woo hoo!!!!
I'm so-------o glad you asked
What kind of car do I want? I'm glad you asked.
If I could have a dream come true I would have the complete impractical, completely bad on gas, completely expensive for insurance.....new Ford Mustang Convertible
If I could have a dream come true I would have the complete impractical, completely bad on gas, completely expensive for insurance.....new Ford Mustang Convertible
On the more practical..... and quite cute side, I think what I WILL get is a VW Beetle convertible. It suits me, heck even petite pants are too long for me. LOL. Now do I want the mellow yellow or Salsa red? Hmmmmm.
I hate hate hate my car!!!
I hate my car. Correction....Mini van. It can't be called a car, now can it.
I wouldn't mind it so much if not for:
1. It's a mini van.
2. It's a teal mini van.
3. The ac blows out hot air (and sometimes smoke.)
4. The heater blows out cold air (and gives off the odor of gasoline.)
5. It's a teal mini van.
I've had it for almost 7 years. Yep. time to get rid of the kid-mobile. I need something better.
I wouldn't mind it so much if not for:
1. It's a mini van.
2. It's a teal mini van.
3. The ac blows out hot air (and sometimes smoke.)
4. The heater blows out cold air (and gives off the odor of gasoline.)
5. It's a teal mini van.
I've had it for almost 7 years. Yep. time to get rid of the kid-mobile. I need something better.
May the (H)Forse (sic) be with you
This made hubby laugh, almost hysterically.
My son's voice changer mask on their rocking horse. Mommy cleaned up the room and thought nothing of it, daddy thought it was quite funny.
My son's voice changer mask on their rocking horse. Mommy cleaned up the room and thought nothing of it, daddy thought it was quite funny.
Wednesday, October 18, 2006
Thanks Mr. Zhur.....
Another blog's post about websites prompted me to type in the different variations of my name with www in front and .com behind it.
For the first one I got a phone system business.
For the second one I got an instrument company
.
My favorite is the porn site I got from the third. www.angie.com (btw if you're under 18 don't click that. Please please.)
And last..... I got this....http://www.ang.com/ WTF is that?
Thanks for pointing me down that road Mr. L. Zhur.....
Those are a few minutes I can't get back. *hee hee*
For the first one I got a phone system business.
For the second one I got an instrument company
.
My favorite is the porn site I got from the third. www.angie.com (btw if you're under 18 don't click that. Please please.)
And last..... I got this....http://www.ang.com/ WTF is that?
Thanks for pointing me down that road Mr. L. Zhur.....
Those are a few minutes I can't get back. *hee hee*
Down time...
Corporation Mom is having down time.
Both kids at school. So this is what silence sounds like? Off to the treadmill. Only 2-1/2 hours to myself and I have to do EVERYTHING during that time. LOL.
Where's my Evanescence CD. I need to turn it up really really loud!
Both kids at school. So this is what silence sounds like? Off to the treadmill. Only 2-1/2 hours to myself and I have to do EVERYTHING during that time. LOL.
Where's my Evanescence CD. I need to turn it up really really loud!
Tuesday, October 17, 2006
A conversation with my peanut....
This is an actual conversation I just had with my five year old daughter.
My daughter: "Ahhh mommy. I dweemed last night that therw was an awien outside my window. I stweamed like a littw girl."
My daughter: "Ahhh mommy. I dweemed last night that therw was an awien outside my window. I stweamed like a littw girl."
[Translation: "Ahhh mommy. I dreamed last night that there was an
alien outside my window.
I screamed like a little girl."]
Me: "Honey. You are a little girl."
My daughter: "No. I'm a big girl."
Silly peanut.
The bosses...
The blogs I read the most discuss humorous takes on office and work items like meetings. I don't miss that but then I think...what is the trade off? Hmmm.
Corporation Mom:
Paperwork? I still have paperwork, it's just colorful pictures of things you have to have described to you so you know what they are. Also, I don't think schools want to save trees. I think they are the leading cause of the rainforest being cut down. The huge amount of paperwork my son brings home is easily worth a tree a week.
Managing a desk? Instead of cleaning a desk I get a whole 3,000 square foot house with two kids under 6 a dog (who seems to have an anal gland problem), an old cat that leaves strategically placed cat vomit and a 4 year old goldfish (aka 'Jason') that screams (I kid you not) to be fed when you enter the office. It's a cyclical thing. I clean a room and move on to the next and when I finally get back to the first room the kids have been there and I must start all over again. *sigh* That and my kids think that every little item can be found by me at any given time, even if they lost it outside. OMG! I must have super powers I haven't tapped into yet.
Meetings? Okay, other than teacher conferences and doctor appointments I have a 6 year old who has a wild and wonderful imagination and a 5 year old who sings all day but has trouble with concepts. I told her the other day we were going to the bank first then the store. She asked me 5 times "First the store?" I finally thought she understood but when I drove past the drive to the store she said "Mommy, you missed the turn to the store." *double sigh*
Time card? Nope. None. Eyes open......to eyes closed. Those are my hours. Luckily I set my schedule (mostly) and answer to no one (except the two kids and hubby.) Thank god for the fringe benefits *ahem*.
Vacation time? Nope....nada....zip....zero. Scary enough, I'm thinking of getting a job to see what vacation time is like again. *shiver*
Corporation Mom:
Paperwork? I still have paperwork, it's just colorful pictures of things you have to have described to you so you know what they are. Also, I don't think schools want to save trees. I think they are the leading cause of the rainforest being cut down. The huge amount of paperwork my son brings home is easily worth a tree a week.
Managing a desk? Instead of cleaning a desk I get a whole 3,000 square foot house with two kids under 6 a dog (who seems to have an anal gland problem), an old cat that leaves strategically placed cat vomit and a 4 year old goldfish (aka 'Jason') that screams (I kid you not) to be fed when you enter the office. It's a cyclical thing. I clean a room and move on to the next and when I finally get back to the first room the kids have been there and I must start all over again. *sigh* That and my kids think that every little item can be found by me at any given time, even if they lost it outside. OMG! I must have super powers I haven't tapped into yet.
Meetings? Okay, other than teacher conferences and doctor appointments I have a 6 year old who has a wild and wonderful imagination and a 5 year old who sings all day but has trouble with concepts. I told her the other day we were going to the bank first then the store. She asked me 5 times "First the store?" I finally thought she understood but when I drove past the drive to the store she said "Mommy, you missed the turn to the store." *double sigh*
Time card? Nope. None. Eyes open......to eyes closed. Those are my hours. Luckily I set my schedule (mostly) and answer to no one (except the two kids and hubby.) Thank god for the fringe benefits *ahem*.
Vacation time? Nope....nada....zip....zero. Scary enough, I'm thinking of getting a job to see what vacation time is like again. *shiver*
Monday, October 16, 2006
Yeah...you got me..... I'm short!
I'm short. Little. Tiny. Former nick names...."Shorty", "short shit", "Pebbles"....you get the idea.
So I'm rarely surprised when someone discusses height and derogatory things about short people, even in front of me. This one shocked me and hubby and I are still joking about this now.
A neighbor couple invited themselves back our driveway to 'see' our new pool deck we built ourselves. They are 'close talkers' and while they are friendly we rolled our eyes when we saw them.
The guy is a male nurse and has a back problem. He was telling us about a procedure he had to alleviate the pain and we told him how happy we were for him. Then his wife opened her mouth. I can still remember it in my minds eye. They are both at least 5'9 or above. I'm 5' even and hubby is 5'6".
She opened her mouth and said this. "I read somewhere that taller people have more back problems since they have to bend all the time for things."
I stood there, mouth agape in awe of her dumb ass statement. I calmly formulated my response....oooh I had so much to say but I was restrained. Hubby looked at me.....waiting. I shifted my weight and replied with a calm question, "So if I dropped something I wouldn't have to bend to pick it up since I'm short?"
She looked at me with a blank look on her face. She stammered and muttered other stupid things and finally gave up the battle and said, "All I'm saying is I read it somewhere." I didn't have to say another word on the subject. Really, how stupid can you be?
So now the joke in my house when I drop something? I say, "Uh oh, honey! I dropped something. I better use my powerful short person powers of levitation to get it."
I might be short and need a step ladder to reach some things but you can't fix stupid.
So I'm rarely surprised when someone discusses height and derogatory things about short people, even in front of me. This one shocked me and hubby and I are still joking about this now.
A neighbor couple invited themselves back our driveway to 'see' our new pool deck we built ourselves. They are 'close talkers' and while they are friendly we rolled our eyes when we saw them.
The guy is a male nurse and has a back problem. He was telling us about a procedure he had to alleviate the pain and we told him how happy we were for him. Then his wife opened her mouth. I can still remember it in my minds eye. They are both at least 5'9 or above. I'm 5' even and hubby is 5'6".
She opened her mouth and said this. "I read somewhere that taller people have more back problems since they have to bend all the time for things."
I stood there, mouth agape in awe of her dumb ass statement. I calmly formulated my response....oooh I had so much to say but I was restrained. Hubby looked at me.....waiting. I shifted my weight and replied with a calm question, "So if I dropped something I wouldn't have to bend to pick it up since I'm short?"
She looked at me with a blank look on her face. She stammered and muttered other stupid things and finally gave up the battle and said, "All I'm saying is I read it somewhere." I didn't have to say another word on the subject. Really, how stupid can you be?
So now the joke in my house when I drop something? I say, "Uh oh, honey! I dropped something. I better use my powerful short person powers of levitation to get it."
I might be short and need a step ladder to reach some things but you can't fix stupid.
Song in my brain...
I have three songs in my head.....
"Addicted" by Kelli Clarkson
It's like your a drug
It's like your a demon
I can't face down
It's like I'm stuck
It's like I'm running from you all the time
And I know I let you have all the power
It's like the only company I seek is misery all around
It's like your a leech
Sucking the life from meIt's like I can't breathe
Without you inside of me
And I know I let you have all the power
And I realize I'm never gonna quit you over timeIt's like I can't breatheIt's like I can't see anythingNothing but youI'm addicted to you.
Neil Diamond's "Play Me"
You are the sun
I am the moon
You are the words
I am the tune
Play me
And Gwen Stefani's "Hollaback Girl"
Uh huh, this is my shit
All the girls stomp your feet like this
A few times I've been around that track
So it's not just gonna happen like that
Because I ain't no hollaback girl
I ain't no hollaback girl
I often wonder...... if I had a theme song....what would it be?
"Addicted" by Kelli Clarkson
It's like your a drug
It's like your a demon
I can't face down
It's like I'm stuck
It's like I'm running from you all the time
And I know I let you have all the power
It's like the only company I seek is misery all around
It's like your a leech
Sucking the life from meIt's like I can't breathe
Without you inside of me
And I know I let you have all the power
And I realize I'm never gonna quit you over timeIt's like I can't breatheIt's like I can't see anythingNothing but youI'm addicted to you.
Neil Diamond's "Play Me"
You are the sun
I am the moon
You are the words
I am the tune
Play me
And Gwen Stefani's "Hollaback Girl"
Uh huh, this is my shit
All the girls stomp your feet like this
A few times I've been around that track
So it's not just gonna happen like that
Because I ain't no hollaback girl
I ain't no hollaback girl
I often wonder...... if I had a theme song....what would it be?
Creature and yard work
Yesterday I was doing yardwork to prepare for the upcoming winter months.
I was trying to level off a slab of concrete with a shim and it felt like something yanked the shim from my hand from within the plenum space. I screamed and ran to find hubby.
Nothing was there but I was spooked. Silly Angel....
I was trying to level off a slab of concrete with a shim and it felt like something yanked the shim from my hand from within the plenum space. I screamed and ran to find hubby.
Nothing was there but I was spooked. Silly Angel....
Sunday, October 15, 2006
Wedding singer funny
In finding that last quote from the wedding singer I found more that made me laugh. Here are some.
David (Steve Buscemi): "When my brother Harrold asked me to be the best man at his wedding, I was like of course man. You've always been ther for me, like when I was in rehab, and like the time I couldn't find my car. Cause Harrold has always been the dependable one, and I've always been the screwed up one. Right dad? Why can't you be more like your brother? Harrold would never beat up his landlord. But uh, newsflash pop, Harrold ain't so perfect. Remember that time in Puero Rico when we picked up those two uh, well I guess they were prostitutes but I don't remember paying."
Robbie: "Ok, how about that."
David: "How about that. I'm a person too pop bleep damnit. I'm a person too."
Father of Groom (Jack Nisbet): "You're a moron"
Robbie: "Ok, the best man everybody."
David: "The best man. The better man."
Or this one!!
Robbie: "You know what's funny, some of us will never find true love. Like take for instance me, and I'm pretty sure that guy right there, and that lady with the sideburns, and basically everybody at table nine."
And one hubby likes:
Robbie: "Now, please get out of my Van Halen T-shirt before you jinx the band and they break up."
David (Steve Buscemi): "When my brother Harrold asked me to be the best man at his wedding, I was like of course man. You've always been ther for me, like when I was in rehab, and like the time I couldn't find my car. Cause Harrold has always been the dependable one, and I've always been the screwed up one. Right dad? Why can't you be more like your brother? Harrold would never beat up his landlord. But uh, newsflash pop, Harrold ain't so perfect. Remember that time in Puero Rico when we picked up those two uh, well I guess they were prostitutes but I don't remember paying."
Robbie: "Ok, how about that."
David: "How about that. I'm a person too pop bleep damnit. I'm a person too."
Father of Groom (Jack Nisbet): "You're a moron"
Robbie: "Ok, the best man everybody."
David: "The best man. The better man."
Or this one!!
Robbie: "You know what's funny, some of us will never find true love. Like take for instance me, and I'm pretty sure that guy right there, and that lady with the sideburns, and basically everybody at table nine."
And one hubby likes:
Robbie: "Now, please get out of my Van Halen T-shirt before you jinx the band and they break up."
Up late up early....
I was up late last night. I visited an old site I used to haunt and got to say 'hello' to someone I hadn't talked to in almost a year. A nice guy and I'm glad he's doing well.
Hubby and I surfed some risque sites and both reaped the benefit. LOL.
Alas, the kids had me up early, as usual and now I'm getting ready for a full day of manual labor in the yard. The sun is shining and that's more than you can ask for in the Pennyslvania area. It isn't as cold today as yesterday, again a bonus.
But I have to secure the winter cover on my pool better, chop off my lillies and rose bushes to make them wait for the thaw of spring and complete other necessary tasks to prepare for the hibernation of winter.
I'm sure I'll be getting orders for my baked goods soon. I need to print my brochures. I sent more resumes but figure that since it isn't in my design field they will be apprehensive. I will have to do some follow up calls. I love the smell of money.....to quote a movie I love ("Wedding Singer") "I'm a big fan of money. I like it. I use it. I have a little. I keep it in a jar on top of my refrigerator. I'd like to put more in that jar. That's where you come in." Hee hee.
Hubby and I surfed some risque sites and both reaped the benefit. LOL.
Alas, the kids had me up early, as usual and now I'm getting ready for a full day of manual labor in the yard. The sun is shining and that's more than you can ask for in the Pennyslvania area. It isn't as cold today as yesterday, again a bonus.
But I have to secure the winter cover on my pool better, chop off my lillies and rose bushes to make them wait for the thaw of spring and complete other necessary tasks to prepare for the hibernation of winter.
I'm sure I'll be getting orders for my baked goods soon. I need to print my brochures. I sent more resumes but figure that since it isn't in my design field they will be apprehensive. I will have to do some follow up calls. I love the smell of money.....to quote a movie I love ("Wedding Singer") "I'm a big fan of money. I like it. I use it. I have a little. I keep it in a jar on top of my refrigerator. I'd like to put more in that jar. That's where you come in." Hee hee.
Saturday, October 14, 2006
Spicy Salsa and a Rum & Coke
I had a great day with my son playing soccer and his team winning 12-0.
We had company for dinner and now I'm unwinding with some spicy salsa and a Rum and Coke. I haven't had one since my vacation in late September and I have to tell you it's quite tasty.
Life is a crazy same old same old and I love it. Now if I could just figure out how to make millions.....lol.
Well, I'm off to have a lovely evening with my hubby.
Love love love!!! The Office!
I love watching the TV show "The Office." Many of the lines are funny and every now and then I might write my favorite one from a recent show.
Being a HUGE Pittsburgh Steeler fan (I know, I'm a girl but so what!! I love my team.) I liked the one episode with Jerome Bettis where Michael met him at the paper convention and invited the Bus up to his room later for a party. After being turned down Michael and Dwight were walking away and Dwight asked "Why do they call him the bus?" to which Michael replied, "Because he's afraid to fly." ahhh good one.
This past week my favorite line was by Dwight.
"I have the strength of one man and one small baby." hee hee hee. Funny stuff.
It was a great episode. Instead of memories of people they lost they used movies. Pam used "Million Dollar Baby" and Ryan used the "Lion King" talking about his cousin Mufasa. GREAT SHOW!
Being a HUGE Pittsburgh Steeler fan (I know, I'm a girl but so what!! I love my team.) I liked the one episode with Jerome Bettis where Michael met him at the paper convention and invited the Bus up to his room later for a party. After being turned down Michael and Dwight were walking away and Dwight asked "Why do they call him the bus?" to which Michael replied, "Because he's afraid to fly." ahhh good one.
This past week my favorite line was by Dwight.
"I have the strength of one man and one small baby." hee hee hee. Funny stuff.
It was a great episode. Instead of memories of people they lost they used movies. Pam used "Million Dollar Baby" and Ryan used the "Lion King" talking about his cousin Mufasa. GREAT SHOW!
Friday, October 13, 2006
EEEEeeeeeek!
I was on my way to pick up my daughter and a car pulled in front of me. I was startled. On the back of the seat sat this tiny thing sitting with its back to me. I thought "Heck that looks like a black bat!" Ewww! Should I pull them over? Should I warn them?
Then the little horrid creature turned its head to the side. It was a teeny tiny dog, hanging on for dear life with every twist and turn. Eeek. A dog that looked like a bat. Yuck. But I felt bad for the poor thing as the driver wove in and out of traffic. It's tiny legs trying to hold on. That's crazy dangerous!
I'll stick with my dog. She looks like....surprisingly enough.... a dog! hee hee
Then the little horrid creature turned its head to the side. It was a teeny tiny dog, hanging on for dear life with every twist and turn. Eeek. A dog that looked like a bat. Yuck. But I felt bad for the poor thing as the driver wove in and out of traffic. It's tiny legs trying to hold on. That's crazy dangerous!
I'll stick with my dog. She looks like....surprisingly enough.... a dog! hee hee
The wild..
The road that leads to my housing plan is a rural road. It used to be a farm road, heck it used to be a trail that George Washington had traveled. But now it's the road I take to get my kids to school and get home.
One of my husband's, and my, favorite things about the road is the wildlife that walk in front of your car on any given day. There is a mom and baby deer that walk behind our house. Across the street they frollic under an apple tree, it's cool. Just today I saw a bunch of ducks. (I know that a grouping of geese is a gaggle, right? What is a grouping of ducks called?....god I hope I didn't open myself up to a bunch of bad jokes..LOL) They were right next to the road and beautiful. I pointed them out to my daughter.
We have groundhogs, opossums (which are ugly and I had to argue with my dad about the spelling once. He didn't believe me that it started with an 'o'. I'm sure someone else will back me up on this fact. *cough* Train Wreck *cough* )
But don't ask me about the turkeys.......*shiver*....don't get me started. (I'll blog on that later.)
Thursday, October 12, 2006
Mama Mia
I was able to have the stereo on today and was saved from the constant blathering on of cartoons. I found solace and inspiration in the shuffling of my Best of ABBA, Neil Diamond and Foo Fighters ...plus a few new ones. I haven't played ABBA in forever.
With that I have been able to overlook the chilly weather and enjoy my day.
Brrrrrr......FREAKING brrrrrr!
The sun is shining beautifully. The trees look lovely in their bright colors. It looks like a spectacular day. And then you step out of your door.
Holy sh*t! It is so cold! I know 40's isn't THAT cold in the northeast but it was in the 70's a day or two ago darn it! My body doesn't like this climate shift stuff!
*brrrrrrr*
Holy sh*t! It is so cold! I know 40's isn't THAT cold in the northeast but it was in the 70's a day or two ago darn it! My body doesn't like this climate shift stuff!
*brrrrrrr*
Wednesday, October 11, 2006
Pudding...more than good eats...
My freshman year in college a friend and I signed up for chocolate pudding wrestling. She and I were the "Foxy Ladies" and came walking out to Jimi Hendrix's song of the same name.
We were set to tag team wrestle two guys. They were not huge or of the athletic type....that's all I'll say about them
Now mind you....I'm 60" tall (5' exactly.) My friend was 5'11. Back then I wore a size 7...not too small but not huge. We both wore biking shorts and our hair in braids which made us quite slippery. It was so much fun and the crowd voted us the winners! Woo hoo!
I sucked at wrestling but I did shock one guy by picking him up slightly and throwing him into the pudding. He repaid me in kind. I had pudding in unsightly places but would do it again in a heartbeat!
(ps...that is me wrestling in college, I'm in the black not showing the skin..that's the guy. You can't really see me at all what with the pudding and the guy there. Plus the picture is shaky. It's from far away with me slamming him. hee hee. I might be a size 3 now but I have mommy muscles, I bet I could slam him again. *snicker*)
We were set to tag team wrestle two guys. They were not huge or of the athletic type....that's all I'll say about them
Now mind you....I'm 60" tall (5' exactly.) My friend was 5'11. Back then I wore a size 7...not too small but not huge. We both wore biking shorts and our hair in braids which made us quite slippery. It was so much fun and the crowd voted us the winners! Woo hoo!
I sucked at wrestling but I did shock one guy by picking him up slightly and throwing him into the pudding. He repaid me in kind. I had pudding in unsightly places but would do it again in a heartbeat!
(ps...that is me wrestling in college, I'm in the black not showing the skin..that's the guy. You can't really see me at all what with the pudding and the guy there. Plus the picture is shaky. It's from far away with me slamming him. hee hee. I might be a size 3 now but I have mommy muscles, I bet I could slam him again. *snicker*)
Halloween flash back....
Either my freshman or sophomore year in college a few friends and I decided, probably while drunk, that we would trick or treat before heading off to campus parties. We got our costumes and walked from our campus in Erie to a housing community close by.
I know, I know, we were FAR TOO OLD to be doing that. We knew we were being stupid and somehow that made it just as much fun. Well we had a good amount of candy and decided it was almost time to go back and imbibe.
There was myself, two girlfriends and two guy friends. Then a guy dressed as a werewolf got one of the guys attention. The wolfman was holding a bag and my friend walked over to look inside it. Suddenly the guy pulled out a huge piece of real liver and began chasing us with it.
We were screaming while we ran down the street with a guy chasing us with a bloody cow part. We laughed the rest of the way home before going to a party and retelling the story over and over again. It was much funnier after we were drinking.
Ahhhh good times...good times.
I just realized....
I just realized two things:
#1 I am so computer illiterate that I am in awe of those who hyperlink a site to the blue text in their comment. Heck, I jumped up and down for joy when I was able to update my links and personalize them as well as put my av in my profile.
#2 My life is so boring that I get my kicks from reading about other peoples workplace shenanagans. I think I better step up the resume sending. I'm getting a bit loopy. LOL I just hope I like my job as much as the people out there who amuse me so......
Tuesday, October 10, 2006
Just plain sick
Okay...normally I like to post funny or amusing insights, stories, movies and so on.
I have to say something about this story. It's not funny. It's not amusing. It's just plain sick and my dander is up!
In Erie, PA a woman was arrested for.....and just typing this makes me sick.... grabbing her 4 week old baby by the legs and swinging him, beating her live-in boyfriend with her baby during a fight.
The baby suffered a fractured skull and blood on the brain. He was taken to an Erie hospital and then life flighted to a Pittsburgh hospital where he is in critical condition. All the mom and boyfriend could say was "It was a mistake." Why? She was drunk and they fought and she got angry and began to throw things at her boyfriend in her alcohol induced rage! The mistake was that she grabbed her son as one of those things as they claim? No, the mistake is that they were allowed to procreate.
*sigh*
I have to say something about this story. It's not funny. It's not amusing. It's just plain sick and my dander is up!
In Erie, PA a woman was arrested for.....and just typing this makes me sick.... grabbing her 4 week old baby by the legs and swinging him, beating her live-in boyfriend with her baby during a fight.
The baby suffered a fractured skull and blood on the brain. He was taken to an Erie hospital and then life flighted to a Pittsburgh hospital where he is in critical condition. All the mom and boyfriend could say was "It was a mistake." Why? She was drunk and they fought and she got angry and began to throw things at her boyfriend in her alcohol induced rage! The mistake was that she grabbed her son as one of those things as they claim? No, the mistake is that they were allowed to procreate.
*sigh*
Fame for the unfortunate...
Everyone who is familiar with "The Runaway Bride" story in Atlanta, GA has an opinion. You know the one where she got cold feet, ran and pretended to be kidnapped and sexually assaulted? Ding-dong...there you go. You remember it.
Anyway. I just saw on yahoo news that they (they being she and her now EX fiance...who didn't see THAT coming?) profited from her story. Yep. They sold the story.
But now, they split for good in May and she's suing her now EX-fiance for 250k for her share of a home they purchased with the money they got for selling their story. She's suing also for 250k in punitive damages for abuse of the power of attorney over their finances that she signed.
Can anyone tell me why they were able to make money off the story?
Anyway. I just saw on yahoo news that they (they being she and her now EX fiance...who didn't see THAT coming?) profited from her story. Yep. They sold the story.
But now, they split for good in May and she's suing her now EX-fiance for 250k for her share of a home they purchased with the money they got for selling their story. She's suing also for 250k in punitive damages for abuse of the power of attorney over their finances that she signed.
Can anyone tell me why they were able to make money off the story?
Caruso-matic? I don't think so
I LOVE CSI! Love it! Don't ask me why... and I even find Gill Grissom (William Peterson) quite sexy for a salt 'n pepper haired older man. Yum.
So I watched the other CSI's...Miami and NY. I can't watch New York. I don't know if I'm over saturated or it's the cast or what but I can't. I do watch CSI Miami despite my extreme DISLIKE of David Caruso. I find his method of acting annoying and predictable.
I mean HOW MANY TIMES will he have a one word line while he's angled slightly showing only one side of his face and slide his sunglasses on as the show goes into it's opening song!? I yell every time I see that. I watch the show DESPITE him not because of him. And I find myself saying things like "he says everything looking off to the right of the camera! EVERY TIME! Okay, maybe he slips a left side in but NEVER NEVER NEVER straight on.
You know, I think I should start watching another show or get on the treadmill during that hour. I don't find him sexy in the least and the frustration might not be worth watching the show.
Fall, Football and Flowers....
I have mixed feelings about this time of year. Mostly I dislike it but it has redeeming qualities. The leaves are beautiful before they fall. I like a little bit of football and preparing for Halloween is fun because of my young kids.
But we just closed our pool and that was sad and a ton of work. I have been busy cutting back my lillies and soon my rose bushes to prep them for winter. *sigh* Oh yeah, I probably need to do that with my strawberry plants too. Yeah I like a little bit of football but my husband is a college football finatic. He has scaled back his watching of football but I know that one game in particular I'm completely on my own.
And Halloween? It's fun but I love chocolate so the struggle to avoid it to stay in shape just ticks me off.
Okay....I'm done complaining. LOL.
Monday, October 09, 2006
Luscious leftover lunch....
The detestable chore of bag emptying is behind me and I see sunshine and happiness with my full belly. A nice leftover salad with crumbled chicken over it hit the spot. I even had some homemade apple pie to top it off with. *content sigh*
Perhaps I overreacted with the whole grocery chore bitching. Maybe that was just my growling belly doing the talking. LOL.
Perhaps I overreacted with the whole grocery chore bitching. Maybe that was just my growling belly doing the talking. LOL.
Buried in plastic bags.....*gasp*
I don't mind making my grocery list and heading to the store. I enjoy roaming the aisles (even with my kids sometimes....like today) while putting things in my cart for the weeks meals. I don't even mind loading my car with all the bags.
But what I hate....HATE is carrying all the bags from the garage up to the kitchen and then pulling said grocery items from the plastic bags into the fridge/pantry/drawer that they now belong. *sigh* We all have our chores we hate. Small? Yes. Petty? Yes. Pisses me off? Yes.
At least they attempt to entertain me with Halloween colored and designed bags to help destract me from the chore I detest.
Sunday, October 08, 2006
Funny monkeys....hee hee
Let me just say that the CareerBuilders commercials with the man working alongside monkeys never fails to make me laugh.
The last one that was just on was hysterical. It had the guy trying to give a presentation with a lazer pointer to the monkeys as they all have laser pointers too. There were a dozen tiny red lights on the screen. Then they were pointing it at his tush and then his crotch......hahahahaha.....
If you don't believe it will be funny....check it out and let me know.
www.careerbuilder.com/tv/Default.aspx Select the commercial named "Pointer." Tell me if you laugh or not.
The last one that was just on was hysterical. It had the guy trying to give a presentation with a lazer pointer to the monkeys as they all have laser pointers too. There were a dozen tiny red lights on the screen. Then they were pointing it at his tush and then his crotch......hahahahaha.....
If you don't believe it will be funny....check it out and let me know.
www.careerbuilder.com/tv/Default.aspx Select the commercial named "Pointer." Tell me if you laugh or not.
I can't believe Madden makes money doing that?
I don't care what anyone else thinks, I can't believe that Madden makes money to call a football game, especially a prime-time game. He not only sounds like he has a tongue the size of a cow but he also says the stupidest shit!
Obvious things like 'the team that scores the most points will win the game.' I mean....COME ON! Duh!! Mr. Obvious.
I'll add to this blog statement as I hear the inane blabbering of this man....
Okay...here is one to add.... "If you like defense with your dessert, then this game is for you." WTF is that?! Wouldn't you like to get paid a ton of money to say that stupid shit?
Obvious things like 'the team that scores the most points will win the game.' I mean....COME ON! Duh!! Mr. Obvious.
I'll add to this blog statement as I hear the inane blabbering of this man....
Okay...here is one to add.... "If you like defense with your dessert, then this game is for you." WTF is that?! Wouldn't you like to get paid a ton of money to say that stupid shit?
Saturday, October 07, 2006
Important Warning for men....
My husband forwarded this warning to me. I found it interesting and funny. I think I've heard of this before.
Police are warning all men who frequent clubs, parties & local pubs to be alert and stay cautious when offered a drink from any woman. Many females use a date rape drug on the market called "Beer."
The drug is found in liquid form and is available anywhere. It comes in bottles, cans, or from taps and in large "kegs". Beer is used by female sexual predators at parties and bars to persuade their male victims to go home and sleep with them.
A woman needs only to get a guy to consume a few units of Beer and then simply ask him home for no strings attached sex.
Men are rendered helpless against this approach. After several beers, men will often succumb to the desires to sleep with horrific looking women whom they would never normally be attracted.
After drinking beer, men often awaken with only hazy memories of exactly what happened to them the night before, often with just a vague feeling that "something bad" occurred.
At other times these unfortunate men are swindled out of their life's savings, in a familiar scam known as "a relationship."
In extreme cases, the female may even be shrewd enough to entrap the unsuspecting male into a longer term form of servitude and punishment referred to as "marriage." Men are much more susceptible to this scam after beer is administered and sex is offered by the predatory females.
Please! Forward this warning to every male you know.
If you fall victim to this "Beer" scam and the women administering it, there are male support groups where you can discuss the details of your shocking encounter with similarly victimized men.
For the support group nearest you, just look up Golf Courses" in the phone book.
Police are warning all men who frequent clubs, parties & local pubs to be alert and stay cautious when offered a drink from any woman. Many females use a date rape drug on the market called "Beer."
The drug is found in liquid form and is available anywhere. It comes in bottles, cans, or from taps and in large "kegs". Beer is used by female sexual predators at parties and bars to persuade their male victims to go home and sleep with them.
A woman needs only to get a guy to consume a few units of Beer and then simply ask him home for no strings attached sex.
Men are rendered helpless against this approach. After several beers, men will often succumb to the desires to sleep with horrific looking women whom they would never normally be attracted.
After drinking beer, men often awaken with only hazy memories of exactly what happened to them the night before, often with just a vague feeling that "something bad" occurred.
At other times these unfortunate men are swindled out of their life's savings, in a familiar scam known as "a relationship."
In extreme cases, the female may even be shrewd enough to entrap the unsuspecting male into a longer term form of servitude and punishment referred to as "marriage." Men are much more susceptible to this scam after beer is administered and sex is offered by the predatory females.
Please! Forward this warning to every male you know.
If you fall victim to this "Beer" scam and the women administering it, there are male support groups where you can discuss the details of your shocking encounter with similarly victimized men.
For the support group nearest you, just look up Golf Courses" in the phone book.
Cork soakers....I'm so easily amused
This was so funny I just had to share..... I have such a twisted and dirty sense of humor. I tried to add it in so you could just watch it from here but I'm a novice. I could use some help in a 'how to load a video clip on your blog.' Anyone willing to help me? Please? *Batting eyelashes*
http://www.365jokeplace.com/Files/Video/corksoakers.wmv
Late night laughs
I found this joke on www.101funjokes.com and it made me laugh. (It could be the rum and coke. We may never know. LMAO!)
EVER WONDER...
Why the sun lightens our hair, but darkens our skin?
Why women can't put on mascara with their mouth closed?
Why you don't ever see the headline "Psychic Wins Lottery"?
Why "abbreviated" is such a long word?
Why doctors call what they do "practice"?
Why you have to click on "Start" to stop Windows 98?
Why lemon juice is made with artificial flavor, while dishwashing liquid is made with real lemons? Why the man who invests all your money is called a broker?
Why there isn't mouse-flavored cat food? who tastes dog food when it has a "new & improved" flavor?
Why they sterilize the needle for lethal injections?
Why they don't make the whole plane out of the material used for the indestructible black box ? Why sheep don't shrink when it rains?
Why they are called apartments when they are all stuck together?
If con is the opposite of pro, is Congress the opposite of progress?
Why they call the airport "the terminal" if flying is so safe?
EVER WONDER...
Why the sun lightens our hair, but darkens our skin?
Why women can't put on mascara with their mouth closed?
Why you don't ever see the headline "Psychic Wins Lottery"?
Why "abbreviated" is such a long word?
Why doctors call what they do "practice"?
Why you have to click on "Start" to stop Windows 98?
Why lemon juice is made with artificial flavor, while dishwashing liquid is made with real lemons? Why the man who invests all your money is called a broker?
Why there isn't mouse-flavored cat food? who tastes dog food when it has a "new & improved" flavor?
Why they sterilize the needle for lethal injections?
Why they don't make the whole plane out of the material used for the indestructible black box ? Why sheep don't shrink when it rains?
Why they are called apartments when they are all stuck together?
If con is the opposite of pro, is Congress the opposite of progress?
Why they call the airport "the terminal" if flying is so safe?
Friday, October 06, 2006
It's gone! *dancing around the room*
The movie "Charlie and the...." (you know the rest if you've read my blog) was dropped off earlier today. My daugther nearly cried but I danced in my seat. Bye bye, Charlie buckets.
The only cute thing is that my daugther was starting to learn the dances the Oompa Loompas were doing. She yelled at me every time she noticed me watching her. God, she should be fun when she's a teenager. Yikes! *rolls eyes*
Not so much here... or here....
Hubby and I always quote movies or shows we like. After hubby tore open his face and hurt his neck boogie boarding and lived to tell about it, he started joking around.
He said, "It doesn't hurt so much here....or here.... more like here." ("Tommy Boy")
Here is a sample of what he did to his handsome face. (btw...professional boogie boarders out there.... don't try this at home, it's only for the amateurs...)
He said, "It doesn't hurt so much here....or here.... more like here." ("Tommy Boy")
Here is a sample of what he did to his handsome face. (btw...professional boogie boarders out there.... don't try this at home, it's only for the amateurs...)
Miss Susie...
This week I feel like Miss Susie homemaker.
I made homemade pot pies, homemade veggie soup, a banana cake and I just put an apple pie (from scratch) into the oven.
Besides all the other things I've done this week I feel so productive. It's felt like two weeks instead of just one though.
Thank goodness hubby's back tomorrow.
what!??
My kids don't have school today (God help me!)
I just overheard my 6 year old son say to my daughter and her dolls to "Get into the room of despair."
What!? Where did he learn such a thing?
I just overheard my 6 year old son say to my daughter and her dolls to "Get into the room of despair."
What!? Where did he learn such a thing?
If you don't move.....
My sister's new husband and I worked in an Architectural firm together many years ago. Back when he was a cad-draftsman and not the full fledged Architect that he is now just receiving his Master's Degree. I 'headed' the Interior Design Department and for the most part it was a good job.
Our firm was in an old train station and it had such charm. We always had fun working together, he is such a funny guy that I laughed all the time. (he makes us all laugh now.) But the man who owned the train station building and rented it to our company was a much older gentleman. He was extremely nice but so very very blind. Luckily he finally listened to his kids and stopped driving himself and allowed a company to drive him from place to place. He was in every other day, keeping busy bless his heart.
If he found you and you got in a conversation wit him, it was next to impossible to end it. Some times that was fine but there were days when you had a deadline for drawings and couldn't get involved in a conversation.
Eventually we figured something out. If he came to your desk area and you sat perfectly still, he wouldn't see you (like a shark) and would move to another section. I remember a few times we would sit perfectly still like statues with him close by. He didn't see us!
We still laugh about that to this day. We are so cruel. He was such a nice guy.
Our firm was in an old train station and it had such charm. We always had fun working together, he is such a funny guy that I laughed all the time. (he makes us all laugh now.) But the man who owned the train station building and rented it to our company was a much older gentleman. He was extremely nice but so very very blind. Luckily he finally listened to his kids and stopped driving himself and allowed a company to drive him from place to place. He was in every other day, keeping busy bless his heart.
If he found you and you got in a conversation wit him, it was next to impossible to end it. Some times that was fine but there were days when you had a deadline for drawings and couldn't get involved in a conversation.
Eventually we figured something out. If he came to your desk area and you sat perfectly still, he wouldn't see you (like a shark) and would move to another section. I remember a few times we would sit perfectly still like statues with him close by. He didn't see us!
We still laugh about that to this day. We are so cruel. He was such a nice guy.
Not just a vacation
The vacation I took a few weeks ago wasn't just a vacation. (You know, the one where my husband tried to make himself become a life sized pezz dispenser?)
The main reason for the beach trip was for my little sister's wedding to her boyfriend of 9 years. It was a beautiful wedding. I got to be matron of honor (since I set up a blind date for them and introduced them) and hubby was best man.
I even got to entertain them with my lovely speech giving abilities. LMAO.
The main reason for the beach trip was for my little sister's wedding to her boyfriend of 9 years. It was a beautiful wedding. I got to be matron of honor (since I set up a blind date for them and introduced them) and hubby was best man.
I even got to entertain them with my lovely speech giving abilities. LMAO.
Thursday, October 05, 2006
Take Seven!
Okay....seventh time this week my daughter has watched "Charlie and the Chocolate Factory." Thank God it gets returned tomorrow. I can't handle anymore! I have the musical words "Augustus Gloot, Augustus Gloot a great big greedy nincompoop....."
If you want the tunes swimming in your head too...check it out on http://chocolatefactorymovie.warnerbros.com/soundtrack/
I have it all in my head. I just opened it and my daughter started dancing and laughing. Ugh. I hope they don't ask for the movie from Santa. LOL.
If you want the tunes swimming in your head too...check it out on http://chocolatefactorymovie.warnerbros.com/soundtrack/
I have it all in my head. I just opened it and my daughter started dancing and laughing. Ugh. I hope they don't ask for the movie from Santa. LOL.
Shimmy shimmy shake!!
Will the kids survive? Will I?
Hubby had to leave on a business trip to the west coast. The kids have been a handful lately....even with him here to help me. I am just hoping that they don't drive me too crazy while he's away. I just hope I survive. LOL
Wednesday, October 04, 2006
So I Married An Axe Murderer
I'm probably alone in my love of the movie "So I Married an Axe Murderer" but I do love it. I laugh at a few scenes. Here are quotes from my favorite parts of the movie. If you don't already know....Stuart Mackenzie has a scottish accent.
Humorous section #1
Stuart Mackenzie: Look at the size of that boy's head.
Tony Giardino: Shhh!
Stuart Mackenzie: I'm not kidding, it's like an orange on a toothpick.
Tony Giardino: Shhh, you're going to give the boy a complex.
Stuart Mackenzie: Well, that's a huge noggin. That's a virtual planetoid. Has it's own weather system. HEAD! MOVE!
Stuart Mackenzie: I'm not kidding, that boy's head is like Sputnik; spherical but quite pointy at parts! Aye, now that was offsides, now wasn't it? He'll be crying himself to sleep tonight, on his huge pillow.
Humorous section #2
Stuart Mackenzie: Well, it's a well known fact, Sunny Jim, that there's a secret society of the five wealthiest people in the world, known as The Pentavirate, who run everything in the world, including the newspapers, and meet tri-annually at a secret country mansion in Colorado, known as The Meadows.
Tony Giardino: So who's in this Pentavirate?
Stuart Mackenzie: The Queen, The Vatican, The Gettys, The Rothschilds, *and* Colonel Sanders before he went tits up. Oh, I hated the Colonel with is wee *beady* eye! And that smug look on his face, "Oh, you're gonna buy my chicken! Ohhhhh!"
Those sections make me laugh every time. Maybe I'm weird but I don't care! Hee hee!
Movies....
I have eclectic taste in movies. But my kids have watched "Charlie and The Chocolate Factory" every day for the past 6 days and it's worn thin with me. It's bad when you know the words to the songs. Ugh!
We also watched "The Chronicals of Narnia: The Lion, The Witch And The Wardrobe." It was excellent. C.S. Lewis had quite an extraordinary imagination.
Lastly, "Forty Year old Virgin" was just plain funny. Yes it was a chick flick but there was enough guy humor too. I laughed through the whole thing. I like guy humor though.
There are two movies that I absolutely think I lost hours of my life watching and they are, "Napoleon Dynamite" and "Even Cowgirls Get The Blues."
Tuesday, October 03, 2006
Offensive or funny?
(This may offend some people. Please know that we were only kidding around.)
The drive home from a vacation is always a down time. We usually eat too much chocolate and sugar and get loopy. This years 8+ hour drive was more so due to his head injury, but I was the most silly.
While driving near the Washington DC Beltway we were cut off by someone who appeared to be from the mideast. Hubby was startled and said, "We were almost killed by the careless driving of Saddam there. How would he like it if we cut him off?"
My quick response? "It would probably scare the shiite out of him."
*Gaffaw* Ahh we were so hepped up on sugar that we laughed. It's quite funny after four hours straight in a car with two young kids and only chocolate for sustenance.
The drive home from a vacation is always a down time. We usually eat too much chocolate and sugar and get loopy. This years 8+ hour drive was more so due to his head injury, but I was the most silly.
While driving near the Washington DC Beltway we were cut off by someone who appeared to be from the mideast. Hubby was startled and said, "We were almost killed by the careless driving of Saddam there. How would he like it if we cut him off?"
My quick response? "It would probably scare the shiite out of him."
*Gaffaw* Ahh we were so hepped up on sugar that we laughed. It's quite funny after four hours straight in a car with two young kids and only chocolate for sustenance.
Sunday, October 01, 2006
Crazy neighbor guy Dave.....
I had almost forgotten him. If it hadn't been for a conversation with my mom I wouldn't have thought of that guy at all.
Crazy former neighbor Dave. Ahh, it's nice to have someone like that in your past that you can think of and shake your head Crazy Dave was certifiable. He would talk to himself, argue with himself and discuss great philosophical things like "Why does the grass grow?" and then answer himself as he paced the lawn, "I'll tell you why the grass grows."
I once saw him have a physical altercation with a limb of a tree that got in his way of weekly lawn maintenance. His lawn was horrible looking. His old style lawn mower didn't cut crap. It looked like this:
Crazy former neighbor Dave. Ahh, it's nice to have someone like that in your past that you can think of and shake your head Crazy Dave was certifiable. He would talk to himself, argue with himself and discuss great philosophical things like "Why does the grass grow?" and then answer himself as he paced the lawn, "I'll tell you why the grass grows."
I once saw him have a physical altercation with a limb of a tree that got in his way of weekly lawn maintenance. His lawn was horrible looking. His old style lawn mower didn't cut crap. It looked like this:
We would watch him from our back yard as he mowed and the grass (although it was mostly weeds) would stand right back up. We would laugh, but we'd do it quietly because he was crazy and we didn't want him to target us like other neighbors had been.
Ahh I wonder what ever happened to crazy Dave after he sold the house close to my childhood home. *sigh* Check that, I don't want to know. *chuckle*
Oweee *sigh*
I think I've been overdoing it with chores and such. I feel just awful and have a headache. 
The upside is the sun is finally shining after three days of clouds, cold and rain. Can I move south yet? LOL. Hey honey! Pass me the aspirin.... it's time to get back to work.
The upside is the sun is finally shining after three days of clouds, cold and rain. Can I move south yet? LOL. Hey honey! Pass me the aspirin.... it's time to get back to work.
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