The same way that Ray is the household expert on how to fix a broken faucet or how to keep the lawnmower running, I am the resident electronics geek in the house. I don't know why, I no more have a clue how this stuff operates than the man on the moon. Do I let that deter me? Nada chance! I will put together, sync up, hook up, download, burn or copy whatever you need. It's my claim to fame in the family; "Get Annette to do it, she ain't askeered. She'll figure it out."
What my family does not realize is that I have spent many an hour on the phone with my sister, friends and co-workers asking the "stupid questions". That's how I learned to maneuver my way around the computer, scanner, camera or what have you. Over time I eventually knew what to do in certain situations. If I am lucky, the issues that arise fall into my area of "expertise" and I am able to continue to live with the title of "wizard of oz", just as long as they ignore that girl behind the curtain.
The downside to all of this is everybody gets real pissy if I cannot, or seemingly will not fix their electronics issues. I have to believe that even for the Geek Squad it is just a crap shoot when it comes to the things they deal with on a daily basis. Don't get me wrong, I know they are very knowledgeable and must be successful or they wouldn't be in business, but let's face it, there has got to be times when even they are left standing around scratching their heads.
The difference, they will eventually figure it out. I on the other hand will waste countless hours trying to find the solution before I give up. Is this wise? Not so much, but perhaps I can get points for persistence.
Thursday, February 18, 2010
Friday, February 12, 2010
Baywood Drive
My family lived out on Baywood Drive in Atlanta, GA until I was in the second grade. Our street went downhill and looped around in the shape of a horseshoe. All the yards were terraced and had retainer walls that we would sit on summer nights to watch the fireworks from the Lakewood Fairgrounds.
On the weekends you could hear the cars on the racetrack. From what I understand, some of my in laws frequented the raceway at Lakewood.
Funny to think how we were so close in distance and yet worlds apart.
That was back in my days of sling statue, red rover, red rover send Billy right over and lighting bug lanterns were preferred over flashlights. The only fast food I knew of was Jiffy Pop popcorn and we often ate crab apples off the tree in our yard until our belly's ached.
One of my favorite memories about Baywood Drive is that the neighbors would come over on Friday nights and dance. The furniture would get pushed up against the walls, the rug was rolled up and the console stereo would get cranked up.
Us kids would go outside and play, but we could see them from the big picture window. I always thought how much fun they looked like they were having.
The next house I have, there will be a living room large enough so that if we all decided to, we could dance!
The country singer Josh Turner has it right with his song Why don't we just dance. Ray gave me his new album Haywire as an early Valentines gift and this is one of my favorite songs on it. It think it is because it brings back the memory of my parents and their friends dancing.
"....Well, it might be me but the way I see it, the whole wide world has gone crazy. So baby, why don't we just dance...."
On the weekends you could hear the cars on the racetrack. From what I understand, some of my in laws frequented the raceway at Lakewood.
Funny to think how we were so close in distance and yet worlds apart.
That was back in my days of sling statue, red rover, red rover send Billy right over and lighting bug lanterns were preferred over flashlights. The only fast food I knew of was Jiffy Pop popcorn and we often ate crab apples off the tree in our yard until our belly's ached.
One of my favorite memories about Baywood Drive is that the neighbors would come over on Friday nights and dance. The furniture would get pushed up against the walls, the rug was rolled up and the console stereo would get cranked up.
Us kids would go outside and play, but we could see them from the big picture window. I always thought how much fun they looked like they were having.
The next house I have, there will be a living room large enough so that if we all decided to, we could dance!
The country singer Josh Turner has it right with his song Why don't we just dance. Ray gave me his new album Haywire as an early Valentines gift and this is one of my favorite songs on it. It think it is because it brings back the memory of my parents and their friends dancing.
"....Well, it might be me but the way I see it, the whole wide world has gone crazy. So baby, why don't we just dance...."
A Million Friends!
Today a facebook application called "friends exposed" asked me this question: If you had to choose between a million dollars or a million friends, which would you pick and why?
My answer? A million friends. I believe that while money can gain interest, having friends is more interesting. Don't ever put a price on friendship, it will cost you more than you can ever pay.
I am always amazed at some of my old friendships. Even though we took different paths in life, when we do have the opportunity to speak once again, how easy and comfortable the conversation can be. That to me is the sign of a true friendship. I am also finding that reconnecting with people that I went to high school with and making a point to attend events and make lunch dates with them has brought a ton of joy to my life! Whoda thunk it, me the hermit!
When I think back on my friends from school, I can tell you right now, but for the grace of God, any of us could be dead, or worse, residing in "Earl Lee's establishment". I grew up during a time when the drinking age was 18, the liquor store at 5 & 20 had a drive thru window. You could have a shotgun in the gun rack of your truck on school property and if you were lucky, you didn't get injured badly enough last night when the jeep you were four-wheeling in rolled, so you didn't have to tell your parents what you had been up too.
In my town several of the school pot heads ended up working narcotics on the local police force. I laugh every time I think about that. You know what? I believe it was wise on their part to "go with what you know". If you really think about it, we should all have in our circle of friends a preacher, a banker, a doctor, an athlete, a musician, a judge, a lawyer and most of all many good ol' boys who might someday be on our jury! (Never say never.)
Be a good friend so that you will have good friends. Be a real friend not a fair weather friend and most definitely call when someone comes to your mind seemingly out of the blue. You may never know how much that call might mean to them.
Do I have a million friends? No. According to facebook I have 775 "close and personal friends". You know what? I think I will add that to my bucket list, to make sure and get to know each and every one of the people that I call friend on facebook. Perhaps I will send out one of those crazy questionnaires with 5 simple questions for my friends so that I can get to know them better. I wonder if they would all participate?
A million friends? That would be cool to have. I think I would like having a million friends. That's a nice even number dontcha think? If I ever need a million dollars, perhaps I can borrow one dollar from each of my million friends......and if they ever need a dollar I will make sure I have one to give.
My answer? A million friends. I believe that while money can gain interest, having friends is more interesting. Don't ever put a price on friendship, it will cost you more than you can ever pay.
I am always amazed at some of my old friendships. Even though we took different paths in life, when we do have the opportunity to speak once again, how easy and comfortable the conversation can be. That to me is the sign of a true friendship. I am also finding that reconnecting with people that I went to high school with and making a point to attend events and make lunch dates with them has brought a ton of joy to my life! Whoda thunk it, me the hermit!
When I think back on my friends from school, I can tell you right now, but for the grace of God, any of us could be dead, or worse, residing in "Earl Lee's establishment". I grew up during a time when the drinking age was 18, the liquor store at 5 & 20 had a drive thru window. You could have a shotgun in the gun rack of your truck on school property and if you were lucky, you didn't get injured badly enough last night when the jeep you were four-wheeling in rolled, so you didn't have to tell your parents what you had been up too.
In my town several of the school pot heads ended up working narcotics on the local police force. I laugh every time I think about that. You know what? I believe it was wise on their part to "go with what you know". If you really think about it, we should all have in our circle of friends a preacher, a banker, a doctor, an athlete, a musician, a judge, a lawyer and most of all many good ol' boys who might someday be on our jury! (Never say never.)
Be a good friend so that you will have good friends. Be a real friend not a fair weather friend and most definitely call when someone comes to your mind seemingly out of the blue. You may never know how much that call might mean to them.
Do I have a million friends? No. According to facebook I have 775 "close and personal friends". You know what? I think I will add that to my bucket list, to make sure and get to know each and every one of the people that I call friend on facebook. Perhaps I will send out one of those crazy questionnaires with 5 simple questions for my friends so that I can get to know them better. I wonder if they would all participate?
A million friends? That would be cool to have. I think I would like having a million friends. That's a nice even number dontcha think? If I ever need a million dollars, perhaps I can borrow one dollar from each of my million friends......and if they ever need a dollar I will make sure I have one to give.
Wednesday, February 10, 2010
Roman, Ditzy and Wee Willies Winky
Tuesday, the Douglas County Sentinal had quite the cornucopia of crime to choose from. I decided that Roman Jones takes the cake! Oh yes, before I forget, there was a great typo and the date on the Sentinal was Tuesday, February 9, 2020. If I see that there are lottery numbers posted I will be sure and post them here so on 2/9/20 we can try our luck. Anyway, here goes:
As per the Douglas County Sentinal, Tuesday, February 9, "2020":
Roman Jones was charged Feb. 1 with 46 counts of financial identify fraud. Jones, an inmate at the jail, allegedly stole other inmates' names, dates of birth and Social Security Numbers in his role as "house man" in an attempt to file fraudulent tax returns, according to the Sheriff's Office investigation. He allegedly retrieved the inmates' identifying information from money receipts tossed in the trash and tucked them in his Bible.
A visitation video allegedly shows Jones telling his girlfriend what to do and how they were going to become rich, the investigator said.
Good grief, where do I begin? Let's start with this "house man" bidness. According to Websters online dictionary a houseman is defined as:
Now, "Ditzy", that is who I have decided to name the girlfriend, is buying this song and dance of how they are gonna "get rich" filing fraudulent tax returns! Would someone please explain to me the last time you felt that the money Uncle Sam was sending you in the form of a refund was your powerball to financial freedom?
Wasn't she going to have to start manufacturing W-2's and and other pertinent information in order to file thesealleged returns? Was she going to indicate that they were in fact county personnel...how much money do they make pressing those license plates anyway? Perhaps they were going to try and write off attorney's fees? Who knows, the method to the madness escapes me.
In other news:
Willie Howard was charged with public indecency and was set a bond of $10,000. Howard was allegedly in the boy's department at the Thornton Road WalMart, where he allegedly exposed and fondled himself while watching females. Store personnel allegedly recognized him from a previous incident, according to the investigation. Camp ordered him to enroll in and complete psychological counseling at the Atlanta Center for Cognitive Therapy.
Alright, there are so many things pinging around in my brain in regards to this one I just don't know what to say. So I will just say this:
There are things that you should only do in the privacy of your own home and somethings you should refrain from doing altogether.
Number 1 on this list would be public fondling, of yourself or anyone else for that matter. Willie, did you ferget yor raisin'?
Number 2, picking your nose. Even though many of you feel that you somehow become invisible while riding inside of a vehicle, your not, we see you elbow deep up that nostril.
Number 3, belching and loud obnoxious farting. These both belong behind closed doors so that the rest of us do not have to be involved in your "uncontrollable" bodily functions. If I can control myself in public, so can you. Ray says he is waiting for me to explode as I apparently never dispel gas of any kind. See! I do, you are just never subject to it.
Well, that's all I've got for tonight. Behave yourself, because if you don't, you know I'm gonna say something!
As per the Douglas County Sentinal, Tuesday, February 9, "2020":
Roman Jones was charged Feb. 1 with 46 counts of financial identify fraud. Jones, an inmate at the jail, allegedly stole other inmates' names, dates of birth and Social Security Numbers in his role as "house man" in an attempt to file fraudulent tax returns, according to the Sheriff's Office investigation. He allegedly retrieved the inmates' identifying information from money receipts tossed in the trash and tucked them in his Bible.
A visitation video allegedly shows Jones telling his girlfriend what to do and how they were going to become rich, the investigator said.
Good grief, where do I begin? Let's start with this "house man" bidness. According to Websters online dictionary a houseman is defined as:
noun pl. housemen -·men (-mən, -men′)
- a man employed to do cleaning or other routine work as in a house or hotel
- BRIT. intern
Now, "Ditzy", that is who I have decided to name the girlfriend, is buying this song and dance of how they are gonna "get rich" filing fraudulent tax returns! Would someone please explain to me the last time you felt that the money Uncle Sam was sending you in the form of a refund was your powerball to financial freedom?
Wasn't she going to have to start manufacturing W-2's and and other pertinent information in order to file thesealleged returns? Was she going to indicate that they were in fact county personnel...how much money do they make pressing those license plates anyway? Perhaps they were going to try and write off attorney's fees? Who knows, the method to the madness escapes me.
In other news:
Willie Howard was charged with public indecency and was set a bond of $10,000. Howard was allegedly in the boy's department at the Thornton Road WalMart, where he allegedly exposed and fondled himself while watching females. Store personnel allegedly recognized him from a previous incident, according to the investigation. Camp ordered him to enroll in and complete psychological counseling at the Atlanta Center for Cognitive Therapy.
Alright, there are so many things pinging around in my brain in regards to this one I just don't know what to say. So I will just say this:
There are things that you should only do in the privacy of your own home and somethings you should refrain from doing altogether.
Number 1 on this list would be public fondling, of yourself or anyone else for that matter. Willie, did you ferget yor raisin'?
Number 2, picking your nose. Even though many of you feel that you somehow become invisible while riding inside of a vehicle, your not, we see you elbow deep up that nostril.
Number 3, belching and loud obnoxious farting. These both belong behind closed doors so that the rest of us do not have to be involved in your "uncontrollable" bodily functions. If I can control myself in public, so can you. Ray says he is waiting for me to explode as I apparently never dispel gas of any kind. See! I do, you are just never subject to it.
Well, that's all I've got for tonight. Behave yourself, because if you don't, you know I'm gonna say something!
Tuesday, February 9, 2010
Sleeping With Kids
I am so glad that the kids are growing up and Ray and I are getting to spend more time alone together. Don't get me wrong, I love the girls but Ray and I were together seven years before they came along. It's kinda nice running out to dinner just the two of us when the kids have plans of their own. It's even nicer not sharing the bed with them. But I guess the trade off is now the cat has taken their place.
When Alex was little, if she woke up in the middle of the night she wouldn't wake us up, she would just crawl up between us in the bed and go back to sleep. The alarm would go off in the morning, signaling us to arise and there she would be, piled up in the middle. She even went through a period where she just had to sleep with us. We worked alot of hours and didn't get to see her most nights until after 7pm so even though it was hard at times, I wouldn't have had it any other way.
Those of you out there that say, "Well my kids will never or never were allowed to sleep with us..." ,whatever, bully for you. They are only little once and as far as I am concerned nothing will make you appreciate a good nights sleep better than having spent the night with a toddlers foot in your face.
When Alex was born we were still sleeping in a waterbed. One of those "nice" ones too, you know with the bookcase headboard and the drawers underneath for the base. That was some fine furnishings back in those days. As cold as it has been lately I'd give Ray's left arm to have that waterbed back. It was so warm and cozy in the winter. Man I sure miss that bed.....
When Alex was about a year and a half old she woke up before us on a Saturday morning. She crawled up on the the headboard and plopped her little diapered self down in the middle of the lowest shelf, right in front of the mirror that marked the center of the headboard. There she sat, her butt on the shelf and her little feet flat on the mattress. We were still sleeping and probably wouldn't have have woken up when we did if it hadn't have been for the smell.
Her diaper? I wish! I was slowly awakened by the smell of nail polish. I lay there with my eyes closed trying to decide if I was dreaming when I realized, NO! THIS IS NOT A DREAM! I opened my eyes and looked over and saw Alex's feet. My eyes slowly made their way up her legs to her lap where she had one hand resting on her knee and she was painting her nails with the other. That is when Ray woke up and whispered don't move. He then raised up and carefully removed the bottle of red nail polish that had fallen over onto my pillow. I don't know what woke Ray up, perhaps I whimpered.
At the time I was still wearing my hair almost to my waist. Did the polish run into my hair? A little, but miraculously we were able to get it out. I never left my nail polish out after that I can sure tell you! Actually, I couldn't find a bottle of nail polish around here today if my life depended on it. Why? Go back and read "The Truffle With Teens".
When Alex was little, if she woke up in the middle of the night she wouldn't wake us up, she would just crawl up between us in the bed and go back to sleep. The alarm would go off in the morning, signaling us to arise and there she would be, piled up in the middle. She even went through a period where she just had to sleep with us. We worked alot of hours and didn't get to see her most nights until after 7pm so even though it was hard at times, I wouldn't have had it any other way.
Those of you out there that say, "Well my kids will never or never were allowed to sleep with us..." ,whatever, bully for you. They are only little once and as far as I am concerned nothing will make you appreciate a good nights sleep better than having spent the night with a toddlers foot in your face.
When Alex was born we were still sleeping in a waterbed. One of those "nice" ones too, you know with the bookcase headboard and the drawers underneath for the base. That was some fine furnishings back in those days. As cold as it has been lately I'd give Ray's left arm to have that waterbed back. It was so warm and cozy in the winter. Man I sure miss that bed.....
When Alex was about a year and a half old she woke up before us on a Saturday morning. She crawled up on the the headboard and plopped her little diapered self down in the middle of the lowest shelf, right in front of the mirror that marked the center of the headboard. There she sat, her butt on the shelf and her little feet flat on the mattress. We were still sleeping and probably wouldn't have have woken up when we did if it hadn't have been for the smell.
Her diaper? I wish! I was slowly awakened by the smell of nail polish. I lay there with my eyes closed trying to decide if I was dreaming when I realized, NO! THIS IS NOT A DREAM! I opened my eyes and looked over and saw Alex's feet. My eyes slowly made their way up her legs to her lap where she had one hand resting on her knee and she was painting her nails with the other. That is when Ray woke up and whispered don't move. He then raised up and carefully removed the bottle of red nail polish that had fallen over onto my pillow. I don't know what woke Ray up, perhaps I whimpered.
At the time I was still wearing my hair almost to my waist. Did the polish run into my hair? A little, but miraculously we were able to get it out. I never left my nail polish out after that I can sure tell you! Actually, I couldn't find a bottle of nail polish around here today if my life depended on it. Why? Go back and read "The Truffle With Teens".
Monday, February 8, 2010
Not So Odd Things About Me
Over the last couple of years I have received various questionnaires asking random things regarding my likes, dislikes, or other rather intrusive questions. I thought tonight would be a good night to combine about three of these sets of answers and let you get to know a little more about me than you would ever find out during the course of regular conversation.
Here goes:
1. Do you own slippers? Yes, more commonly known as flip flops....
2. What is your favorite sit-down restaurant? I don't care too much for restaurants, come on over and let me cook for you.
3. What do you think of hot dogs? Nothing but lips and ....I like mine burnt to a crisp
4. What do you like to put on your bagel? Nothing, I don't eat bagels.
5. What food could you eat every day for two weeks and not get sick of? Mexican
6. What do you prefer to drink in the morning: Coffee and a coke. I usually have both and alternate between the two.
7. How many televisions are in your house? Ashamed to say way too many!! We have them everywhere but inside the fridge.
8. What color cell phone do you have? "Black"berry
9. Have any idea how many Megahertz your computer has? Sadly no, but I can find out if you really need to know
10. Are you right-handed or left-handed? Right-handed
11. Have you ever had anything removed from your body? There was that one time some precancerous cells thought they might take a shot at me....
12. What is the last heavy item you lifted? 6 bags of groceries in each hand.
13. Have you ever been knocked unconscious? No, but I passed out in the shower once!
14. If it were possible, would you want to know the day you were going to die? Lord no! I have so much on my plate now, the last thing I need is to have to plan a funeral. But for the record I want a Vikings funeral.
15. If you could change your name, what would you change it to? Chloe
16. Would you drink an entire bottle of hot sauce for $1000? Nope.
17. What is your salad dressing of choice? Depends on my mood, I like them all
18. Last time you had a run-in with the cops? 1984. No sir Ossifer, we have not deem brinking......(seriously don't drink and drive-not smart)
19. Last person you talked to? RayRay
20. Last person you hugged? My kids
21. What's in your pocket right now? Lint
22. Favorite Season? Spring and Summer
23. Favorite Holiday? My Birthday (March 10th) it is usually quite the event.
24. Favorite Day of the week? Friday
25. Favorite Month? March...see #23
26. Favorite beverage? Club Soda with lime
27. Favorite candy? York Peppermint Patty
28. Missing someone? No, but I wasn't throwing anything either.....
29. Mood? Wistful
30. What are you listening to? The dryer, I think someone left something in a pocket.
31. Watching? My weight
32. Do you own a gun? Yes, a thirty-eight.....cause they don't make a thirty-nine.
33. First thing you did this morning? Hit snooze button every 10 minutes for an hour.
34. Do you have ADD? Of course n....Oh look, a butterfly!
35. Do you smile often? I'm a grinning fool.
36. Have you ever smoked cigarettes? Once, a very long time ago--Salem Menthol's
37. Do you always answer your phone? House phone: Nope. (It's for my convenience not theirs...but
that's between us) Cell phone: Usually.
38. Its four in the morning and you get a text message, who is it? A wrong number I am certain.
39. If you could change your eye color what would it be? Purple
40. What is your middle name? Marie
41. Do you own a digital camera? Yes
42. Have you ever had a pet? Yes. Dog, cat, fish, birds, hamster, gerbil, skunk, I guess that about covers it.
43. Favorite Christmas song(s): Santa Claus is Watching You by Ray Stevens.....He's Everywhere, He's Everywhere!
44. What's on your wish list for your birthday? A devils food cake with cream cheese icing.
45. Can you do push ups? Only when forced
46. Can you do a chin up? See #45
47. Does the future make you more nervous or excited? Excited!!!
48. Do you have any saved texts? No
49. Ever been in a car wreck? Yes, I have been in an accident as well. The way I see it wrecks are your fault, accidents are not.
50. Do you have an accent? I reckon so, but I ain't ever heard it.
51. Could you make it 39 days on the show Survivor? I couldn't make it 39 minutes....
52. What song do you sing in the shower? His Eye Is On The Sparrow
53. Have you ever felt like you hit rock bottom? Yep
54. Name 3 things you bought yesterday? Cup of coffee, hot chocolate. It seems I limited my spending to two things....
55. Have you ever been given roses? Yes
56. Current worry? Income vs Outgo. Money, money, money...MONEY----Isn't that a song?
57. Current hate right now? What's to hate
58. Met someone who changed your life? The Lord
59. What song represents you? Josh Turner-- Why don't we just dance?
60. Would you go back in time if you were given the chance? You know it!! Who out there wouldn't love a "Do Over"?!
61. Do you have any tattoos/piercings? Yes...that ought to leave you guessing.
62. Will you be in a relationship 4 months from now? Outside of my marriage? Probably wouldn't be a good idea...
63. Does anyone love you? Ray does, I think, well, most of the time....
64. Ever had someone sing to you? Yes
65. When did you last cry? Last Thursday
66. Do you like to cuddle? Yes!
67. Have you held hands with anyone today? Not yet.
68. Are most of the friends in your life new or old? 50/50
69. What's your favorite quote: "I am writing my life to laugh at myself, and I am succeeding.” ~Giacomo Casanova
70. Do you attend Church regularly? Yes
71. Favorite place to vacation? The Beach.
72. Worst injury you ever had? Broken heart
73. Can you do sit ups? Yes, 1. 1/2 as I rise in the morning and the other 1/2 as I lay down at night.....
74. Does someone have a crush on you? I doubt it.
75. Favorite piece of jewelry? Earrings
Here goes:
1. Do you own slippers? Yes, more commonly known as flip flops....
2. What is your favorite sit-down restaurant? I don't care too much for restaurants, come on over and let me cook for you.
3. What do you think of hot dogs? Nothing but lips and ....I like mine burnt to a crisp
4. What do you like to put on your bagel? Nothing, I don't eat bagels.
5. What food could you eat every day for two weeks and not get sick of? Mexican
6. What do you prefer to drink in the morning: Coffee and a coke. I usually have both and alternate between the two.
7. How many televisions are in your house? Ashamed to say way too many!! We have them everywhere but inside the fridge.
8. What color cell phone do you have? "Black"berry
9. Have any idea how many Megahertz your computer has? Sadly no, but I can find out if you really need to know
10. Are you right-handed or left-handed? Right-handed
11. Have you ever had anything removed from your body? There was that one time some precancerous cells thought they might take a shot at me....
12. What is the last heavy item you lifted? 6 bags of groceries in each hand.
13. Have you ever been knocked unconscious? No, but I passed out in the shower once!
14. If it were possible, would you want to know the day you were going to die? Lord no! I have so much on my plate now, the last thing I need is to have to plan a funeral. But for the record I want a Vikings funeral.
15. If you could change your name, what would you change it to? Chloe
16. Would you drink an entire bottle of hot sauce for $1000? Nope.
17. What is your salad dressing of choice? Depends on my mood, I like them all
18. Last time you had a run-in with the cops? 1984. No sir Ossifer, we have not deem brinking......(seriously don't drink and drive-not smart)
19. Last person you talked to? RayRay
20. Last person you hugged? My kids
21. What's in your pocket right now? Lint
22. Favorite Season? Spring and Summer
23. Favorite Holiday? My Birthday (March 10th) it is usually quite the event.
24. Favorite Day of the week? Friday
25. Favorite Month? March...see #23
26. Favorite beverage? Club Soda with lime
27. Favorite candy? York Peppermint Patty
28. Missing someone? No, but I wasn't throwing anything either.....
29. Mood? Wistful
30. What are you listening to? The dryer, I think someone left something in a pocket.
31. Watching? My weight
32. Do you own a gun? Yes, a thirty-eight.....cause they don't make a thirty-nine.
33. First thing you did this morning? Hit snooze button every 10 minutes for an hour.
34. Do you have ADD? Of course n....Oh look, a butterfly!
35. Do you smile often? I'm a grinning fool.
36. Have you ever smoked cigarettes? Once, a very long time ago--Salem Menthol's
37. Do you always answer your phone? House phone: Nope. (It's for my convenience not theirs...but
that's between us) Cell phone: Usually.
38. Its four in the morning and you get a text message, who is it? A wrong number I am certain.
39. If you could change your eye color what would it be? Purple
40. What is your middle name? Marie
41. Do you own a digital camera? Yes
42. Have you ever had a pet? Yes. Dog, cat, fish, birds, hamster, gerbil, skunk, I guess that about covers it.
43. Favorite Christmas song(s): Santa Claus is Watching You by Ray Stevens.....He's Everywhere, He's Everywhere!
44. What's on your wish list for your birthday? A devils food cake with cream cheese icing.
45. Can you do push ups? Only when forced
46. Can you do a chin up? See #45
47. Does the future make you more nervous or excited? Excited!!!
48. Do you have any saved texts? No
49. Ever been in a car wreck? Yes, I have been in an accident as well. The way I see it wrecks are your fault, accidents are not.
50. Do you have an accent? I reckon so, but I ain't ever heard it.
51. Could you make it 39 days on the show Survivor? I couldn't make it 39 minutes....
52. What song do you sing in the shower? His Eye Is On The Sparrow
53. Have you ever felt like you hit rock bottom? Yep
54. Name 3 things you bought yesterday? Cup of coffee, hot chocolate. It seems I limited my spending to two things....
55. Have you ever been given roses? Yes
56. Current worry? Income vs Outgo. Money, money, money...MONEY----Isn't that a song?
57. Current hate right now? What's to hate
58. Met someone who changed your life? The Lord
59. What song represents you? Josh Turner-- Why don't we just dance?
60. Would you go back in time if you were given the chance? You know it!! Who out there wouldn't love a "Do Over"?!
61. Do you have any tattoos/piercings? Yes...that ought to leave you guessing.
62. Will you be in a relationship 4 months from now? Outside of my marriage? Probably wouldn't be a good idea...
63. Does anyone love you? Ray does, I think, well, most of the time....
64. Ever had someone sing to you? Yes
65. When did you last cry? Last Thursday
66. Do you like to cuddle? Yes!
67. Have you held hands with anyone today? Not yet.
68. Are most of the friends in your life new or old? 50/50
69. What's your favorite quote: "I am writing my life to laugh at myself, and I am succeeding.” ~Giacomo Casanova
70. Do you attend Church regularly? Yes
71. Favorite place to vacation? The Beach.
72. Worst injury you ever had? Broken heart
73. Can you do sit ups? Yes, 1. 1/2 as I rise in the morning and the other 1/2 as I lay down at night.....
74. Does someone have a crush on you? I doubt it.
75. Favorite piece of jewelry? Earrings
Sunday, February 7, 2010
Change
I like change. So much so, if you were to draw a picture of me it should show me scaling a mountain with my spyglass slung over my shoulder so that when I reached the top I could get a better look at what was coming over the horizon. Apparently, not only do I like change, I prefer no surprises and want first hand information on what is looming ahead.
I don't know why I am all about things being different since I play more the role of observer than participator. In fact, I would love nothing better than for the whole world to have to pass by my front porch while I was kicked back in a hammock taking it all in. That sure would be convenient, not to mention entertaining!
Now Ray, does he like change? Not so much. He likes things to be predictable, and steady. If he had his way, when we moved into our house he would have nailed all the furniture in place. Me, I am constantly moving it around, at times I will even swap a room altogether. Sometimes the dining room is a den, sometimes a bedroom becomes an office, well you get the picture.
It can take me almost two weeks to put away a single basket of clothes, but I can swap a whole room of furniture in under and hour, ask the kids, they've seen me do it. Alex has actually been recruited a time or two. I have noticed she moves her bedroom around a lot as well.
Why do I do this? I don't know, it's just the way I am. Ray says it's because I hate him. Poor Ray, I guess we all have our crosses to bear......
I don't know why I am all about things being different since I play more the role of observer than participator. In fact, I would love nothing better than for the whole world to have to pass by my front porch while I was kicked back in a hammock taking it all in. That sure would be convenient, not to mention entertaining!
Now Ray, does he like change? Not so much. He likes things to be predictable, and steady. If he had his way, when we moved into our house he would have nailed all the furniture in place. Me, I am constantly moving it around, at times I will even swap a room altogether. Sometimes the dining room is a den, sometimes a bedroom becomes an office, well you get the picture.
It can take me almost two weeks to put away a single basket of clothes, but I can swap a whole room of furniture in under and hour, ask the kids, they've seen me do it. Alex has actually been recruited a time or two. I have noticed she moves her bedroom around a lot as well.
Why do I do this? I don't know, it's just the way I am. Ray says it's because I hate him. Poor Ray, I guess we all have our crosses to bear......
Saturday, February 6, 2010
Giants
Have you ever crossed paths with a giant? Just been clicking along minding your own business and all of a sudden been brought up short with one right in your path. A reallllllly big giant, so big you have to tilt your head waaaayyyy back just to take it all in and the top of its head is still up there in the clouds somewhere. No? Well, then you are one of the lucky ones!
A few years back I came toe to toe with a giant. It's name wasn't Goliath. My giants name was Abnormal Pap Smear. It's last name was Pre-Cancerous Cervical Cells. I'm sure any of you guys out there that might be reading this are thinking ewww gross.
Well, I can tell you right now, I was thinking a whole lotta things. I started at Oh Crap! and worked my way to Oh Woe is Me. I was on a emotional roller coaster. To tell you the truth, I have decided I'm not all that keen on roller coasters anymore. Give me a merry-go-round any day. On a merry-go-round you can get on and off at just about any point in the ride and your risk of injury is very slight. A roller coaster? Well there my friends you are at the mercy of the ride. Once your strapped in you had better hang on!
After receiving the phone call from my doctor telling me about my traitorous body, I came to realize that on most things in life we have a very distorted view. Until it is up close and personal we will never realize how large it really can be. We hear about things that are happening to other people and think to yourself how unfortunate that is, and how we will be "praying for them " or "thinking about you" and then we ourselves end up with a giant of our own to slay. Gives us a whole new perspective, I can tell you that!!
My giant, I beat back with a not so simple procedure and Lord willing it will remain a sleeping giant. I have friends out there that are currently gathering stones to arm their slings with which to fight their giants. I pray that they are successful.
I am so very thankful that at that time in my life I was already a believer of Christ for I can tell you that I do not know how I would have been able to endure the days and nights that lead up to and through the my medical treatment. How am I today? Well, so far so good, Lord willing things will continue in that vein! I hope so, I've got alot to live for.
Sounds hypocritical doesn't it?! I'm a child of God, I'm supposed to be eagerly awaiting the Lords return for me. Well, I am! But I'm human too, I want us all to go at the same time! You would be a liar if you said you hadn't felt the same way at one time or another.
Are you facing your giant? If so, here is a passage that brought me comfort, perhaps it will do the same for you:
A few years back I came toe to toe with a giant. It's name wasn't Goliath. My giants name was Abnormal Pap Smear. It's last name was Pre-Cancerous Cervical Cells. I'm sure any of you guys out there that might be reading this are thinking ewww gross.
Well, I can tell you right now, I was thinking a whole lotta things. I started at Oh Crap! and worked my way to Oh Woe is Me. I was on a emotional roller coaster. To tell you the truth, I have decided I'm not all that keen on roller coasters anymore. Give me a merry-go-round any day. On a merry-go-round you can get on and off at just about any point in the ride and your risk of injury is very slight. A roller coaster? Well there my friends you are at the mercy of the ride. Once your strapped in you had better hang on!
After receiving the phone call from my doctor telling me about my traitorous body, I came to realize that on most things in life we have a very distorted view. Until it is up close and personal we will never realize how large it really can be. We hear about things that are happening to other people and think to yourself how unfortunate that is, and how we will be "praying for them " or "thinking about you" and then we ourselves end up with a giant of our own to slay. Gives us a whole new perspective, I can tell you that!!My giant, I beat back with a not so simple procedure and Lord willing it will remain a sleeping giant. I have friends out there that are currently gathering stones to arm their slings with which to fight their giants. I pray that they are successful.
I am so very thankful that at that time in my life I was already a believer of Christ for I can tell you that I do not know how I would have been able to endure the days and nights that lead up to and through the my medical treatment. How am I today? Well, so far so good, Lord willing things will continue in that vein! I hope so, I've got alot to live for.
Sounds hypocritical doesn't it?! I'm a child of God, I'm supposed to be eagerly awaiting the Lords return for me. Well, I am! But I'm human too, I want us all to go at the same time! You would be a liar if you said you hadn't felt the same way at one time or another.
Are you facing your giant? If so, here is a passage that brought me comfort, perhaps it will do the same for you:
I can do all things through Christ which strengtheneth me. Philippians 4:13
I have found that He will!!
Friday, February 5, 2010
"Thieves swipe Twinkies, leave tracks in snow"
Ok, you can't make this stuff up, here's another from the police blotter on February 3, 2010:
Kingsport, Tenn.---- It was a Zinger of a theft in Tennessee. It also included cupcakes, Twinkies and other snack cakes from the Merita Bread Company.
The Kingsport Times-News cites a report from the Sullivan County Sheriff's Office in reporting 34-year-old James M Denoon (which rhymes with Macroon) and 18-year-old Anthony Stout were found hiding under a truck at the bakery late Friday night.
The deputies found about $300 worth of stolen snack cakes stacked on the ground nearby. Finding the accused thieves was easy. The deputies only had to follow their footprints. There was more than an inch of snow on the ground by Friday night.
Denoon and Stout were charged with theft under $500 and two counts of auto burglary. It was not immediately clear if they had attorneys.
Where to begin.....how funny is it that a guy named Stout was caught stealing snack cakes! What were they thinking? I have to believe they musta been smoking weed and all of a sudden got the munchies. There is really no other explanation. I can see them now, sitting in bean bag chairs over at Denoon's house getting high (what a bafoon). Why Denoon? He was the older one, stands to reason it would be his house. Stout says, "Man I could sure eat a boat load of twinkies right about now. That is when they determine it's best to rob wholesale and skip retail shoplifting all together.
At the bakery they must have set of an alarm of some sort for deputies--plural to have found them. (Otherwise, it would have probably been a night watchman situation and these two goons are just dumb enough to tie him up and take him with them.) Here again is where I am certain they must have been high on something, for them to believe that they were completely concealed underneath the truck they chose to scooch under. Their legs were probably sticking out. Can't you just see them under there, giggling and shushing each other?
What I don't understand is the two counts of auto burglary. Were they not found underneath the vehicle? The snack cakes were found on the ground nearby, not inside. I am certain their intent was to take the vehicle as schlepping $300 worth of twinkies home in the snow is gonna look a little suspicious not to mention also inconvenient.
While it is not immediately clear if they had attorneys, it is apparent they possess no brains!
Lesson Learned:
#1 DON'T DO DRUGS! OR ALLEGEDLY BREAK INTO A BAKERY OR ANYWHERE ELSE FOR THAT MATTER.....
#2 If you have the time to walk up the road, in the snow, break into a twinkie factory and then stack a boatload of snack cakes in a parking lot while you decide which vehicle you are going to commandeer, well my friend you gots time to make a nanner samich back at the house!
Over and out!
Kingsport, Tenn.---- It was a Zinger of a theft in Tennessee. It also included cupcakes, Twinkies and other snack cakes from the Merita Bread Company.
The Kingsport Times-News cites a report from the Sullivan County Sheriff's Office in reporting 34-year-old James M Denoon (which rhymes with Macroon) and 18-year-old Anthony Stout were found hiding under a truck at the bakery late Friday night.
The deputies found about $300 worth of stolen snack cakes stacked on the ground nearby. Finding the accused thieves was easy. The deputies only had to follow their footprints. There was more than an inch of snow on the ground by Friday night.
Denoon and Stout were charged with theft under $500 and two counts of auto burglary. It was not immediately clear if they had attorneys.
Where to begin.....how funny is it that a guy named Stout was caught stealing snack cakes! What were they thinking? I have to believe they musta been smoking weed and all of a sudden got the munchies. There is really no other explanation. I can see them now, sitting in bean bag chairs over at Denoon's house getting high (what a bafoon). Why Denoon? He was the older one, stands to reason it would be his house. Stout says, "Man I could sure eat a boat load of twinkies right about now. That is when they determine it's best to rob wholesale and skip retail shoplifting all together.
At the bakery they must have set of an alarm of some sort for deputies--plural to have found them. (Otherwise, it would have probably been a night watchman situation and these two goons are just dumb enough to tie him up and take him with them.) Here again is where I am certain they must have been high on something, for them to believe that they were completely concealed underneath the truck they chose to scooch under. Their legs were probably sticking out. Can't you just see them under there, giggling and shushing each other?
What I don't understand is the two counts of auto burglary. Were they not found underneath the vehicle? The snack cakes were found on the ground nearby, not inside. I am certain their intent was to take the vehicle as schlepping $300 worth of twinkies home in the snow is gonna look a little suspicious not to mention also inconvenient.
While it is not immediately clear if they had attorneys, it is apparent they possess no brains!
Lesson Learned:
#1 DON'T DO DRUGS! OR ALLEGEDLY BREAK INTO A BAKERY OR ANYWHERE ELSE FOR THAT MATTER.....
#2 If you have the time to walk up the road, in the snow, break into a twinkie factory and then stack a boatload of snack cakes in a parking lot while you decide which vehicle you are going to commandeer, well my friend you gots time to make a nanner samich back at the house!
Over and out!
Wednesday, February 3, 2010
Taking Up Flying
Back on the January 15th I talked about the different things that people are "skeered" of. My mother-in-law had this to say:
"Flying used to be my worst fear, but as I get older I realize that if the plane goes down, I will go up and that would be a good thing. I now have a much worse fear and that is losing my mind before my body gives out. Or.........would it be worse to lose my body function before my mind goes. Of course if you lose your mind then you won't know that your body is gone. Shoot!! I think I will take up flying!!"
It goes to show how sometimes the things we are afraid of aren't nearly as fearsome as the alternative. Franklin D. Roosevelt said it best in his first inaugural address; "Only thing we have to fear is fear itself."
"Flying used to be my worst fear, but as I get older I realize that if the plane goes down, I will go up and that would be a good thing. I now have a much worse fear and that is losing my mind before my body gives out. Or.........would it be worse to lose my body function before my mind goes. Of course if you lose your mind then you won't know that your body is gone. Shoot!! I think I will take up flying!!"
It goes to show how sometimes the things we are afraid of aren't nearly as fearsome as the alternative. Franklin D. Roosevelt said it best in his first inaugural address; "Only thing we have to fear is fear itself."
Tuesday, February 2, 2010
Women
My friend Jodi Winters shared this with me today. I enjoyed it very much and felt that I needed to share it with you. Perhaps it will stir you as it did me.
A WOMAN SHOULD HAVE
- Enough money within her control to move out and rent a place of her own, even if she never wants to or needs to.
- Something perfect to wear if the employer, or date of her dreams wants to see her in an hour.
- A youth she's content to leave behind.
- A past juicy enough that she's looking forward to retelling it in her old age.
- A set of screwdrivers, a cordless drill, and a black lace bra.
- One friend who always makes her laugh... and one who lets her cry.
- A good piece of furniture not previously owned by anyone else in her family.
- Eight matching plates, wine glasses with stems, and a recipe for a meal that will make her guests feel honored.
- A feeling of control over her destiny.
- How to fall in love without losing herself.
- How to quit a job, break up with a lover, and confront a friend without; ruining the friendship.
- When to try harder... and WHEN TO WALK AWAY.
- That she can't change the length of her calves, the width of her hips, or the nature of her parents.
- That her childhood may not have been perfect...but it's over.
- What she would and wouldn't do for love or more.
- How to live alone... even if she doesn't like it.
- Whom she can trust, whom she can't, and why she shouldn't take it personally.
- Where to go...be it to her best friend's kitchen table...or a charming Inn in the woods...when her soul needs soothing.
- What she can and can't accomplish in a day, a month and a year.
Monday, February 1, 2010
GooGoo For GaGa
Last night I did not get the opportunity to watch the 2010 Grammys and when I got into work folks were all abuzz about the show/spectacle some of the artists made of themselves. I made sure to check out the highlights online at lunch today.
After watching YouTube, I really hate I missed it. I can't decide if Pink and Lady GaGa were in competition for theShock Factor Award or what. Of the two, I liked Pinks performance better. To me she looked like someone laced her body up with ribbon much like a ballerina would lace her shoes with the long ribbons up her leg. I bet a few folks directly below her arial performance could have done without the water feature.
I have decided that the reason why the Good Lord didn't give me a body like that is because He knows I would have been proud of it and would have made a spectacle of myself. It's the only logical explanation.....
Lady GaGa chose to wear three different outfits. Why not just two like a lot of others? Who knows, maybe she just couldn't decide. The one she wore on the red carpet looked like a train wreck at the slinky factory. There's no way she could have worn that one in the car on the way there, so there is still a mysterious fourth outfit we have never seen.
Her other two choices of attire for the evening; an ice princess gown complete with headdress and her green whatever you want to call that thing with the big shoulder pads. I couldn't tell if she was coming off the set of Star Trek or if they were finally getting on with the making of Mad Max 4, Fury Road!
The crazy thing is, Lady GaGa has a beautiful voice, wonder why someone doesn't give her a few fashion tips? I started laughing because right before she was thrown into the rejected furnace, her GaGa dancers (not to be confused with the Solid Gold Dancers) had actually worked a bit of the macarena into their choreography! It seemed so out of place, but later on I think I figured it out.
Lady GaGa is swooped up just when you realize she is about to have a wardrobe malfuntion as her hoohoo has been playing peek-a-boo with the audience for the last several beats of the song; and as she is thrust out over the mouth of the furnace, you see that she has been sporting the mother of all wedgies. That alone should have had her second guessing that choice of attire. This is why the macarena got worked into the routine. They were trying to disguise the fact she was trying to pull her draws out of her behind. Might be what was happening, you never know.
In the end her and Elton sang a great duet, even though it seemed to me that Elton was not all that keen about having that soot all over this face. He looked like he had twisted his face all around trying to dodge whoever was rubbing that stuff on, much like a toddler dodges a nose wiping. All in all, quite the show.
I love music and enjoy almost all genres, although I still have a hard time getting into rap, but the next time the Grammys are on, I'm gonna be at the TV, front and center!
After watching YouTube, I really hate I missed it. I can't decide if Pink and Lady GaGa were in competition for theShock Factor Award or what. Of the two, I liked Pinks performance better. To me she looked like someone laced her body up with ribbon much like a ballerina would lace her shoes with the long ribbons up her leg. I bet a few folks directly below her arial performance could have done without the water feature.
I have decided that the reason why the Good Lord didn't give me a body like that is because He knows I would have been proud of it and would have made a spectacle of myself. It's the only logical explanation.....
Lady GaGa chose to wear three different outfits. Why not just two like a lot of others? Who knows, maybe she just couldn't decide. The one she wore on the red carpet looked like a train wreck at the slinky factory. There's no way she could have worn that one in the car on the way there, so there is still a mysterious fourth outfit we have never seen.
Her other two choices of attire for the evening; an ice princess gown complete with headdress and her green whatever you want to call that thing with the big shoulder pads. I couldn't tell if she was coming off the set of Star Trek or if they were finally getting on with the making of Mad Max 4, Fury Road!
The crazy thing is, Lady GaGa has a beautiful voice, wonder why someone doesn't give her a few fashion tips? I started laughing because right before she was thrown into the rejected furnace, her GaGa dancers (not to be confused with the Solid Gold Dancers) had actually worked a bit of the macarena into their choreography! It seemed so out of place, but later on I think I figured it out.
Lady GaGa is swooped up just when you realize she is about to have a wardrobe malfuntion as her hoohoo has been playing peek-a-boo with the audience for the last several beats of the song; and as she is thrust out over the mouth of the furnace, you see that she has been sporting the mother of all wedgies. That alone should have had her second guessing that choice of attire. This is why the macarena got worked into the routine. They were trying to disguise the fact she was trying to pull her draws out of her behind. Might be what was happening, you never know.
In the end her and Elton sang a great duet, even though it seemed to me that Elton was not all that keen about having that soot all over this face. He looked like he had twisted his face all around trying to dodge whoever was rubbing that stuff on, much like a toddler dodges a nose wiping. All in all, quite the show.
I love music and enjoy almost all genres, although I still have a hard time getting into rap, but the next time the Grammys are on, I'm gonna be at the TV, front and center!
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