1 - Live to relax! 2 - Love your bed, it is your temple!
3 - Relax in the day, so that you can sleep at night! 4 - Work is holy, so don't attack it! 5 - Don't do something tomorrow, that you can do the day afterwards! 6- Work as little as possible. Let the others do what needs to be done! 7 - Don't worry, nobody died from doing nothing, but you could get hurt at work! 8- If you feel like doing work, sit down and wait until that feeling goes away! 9 - Don't forget: working is healthy! So leave it for the sick people!
Well my kitchen table will never be the same again. Same with the surrounding carpet, chairs and the clothes were wearing last night! Who knew a tiny bottle of glue could spread so far?????
What happened? No it wasn't the battle of the glue bottles, or fix dad's favorite ceramic bowl before he got home... (due to breaking it while playing baseball in the house)......(which we've done too!).....but something much more fun!
We made sock puppets! Yes, you heard right.......sock puppets! And it was a blast!! This was Amanda's first time with the mighty sock-y art form and she was most creative. Did you know, one tube sock, men's size 11 can hold 50+ pipe cleaners in various sizes and lengths, at least two dozen puff balls (also assorted shapes and sizes) as well as half a bottle of glue, glitter, markers and a set of googly eyes?
I will be sure to post pictures when I get them developed! As for today's project..........i'm thinking something to do with modeling clay and popcicle sticks!
I got this from my good friend Linda and thought i'd share.....
Food for thought... "Life should NOT be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in an attractive and well-preserved body, but rather to skid in sideways, Champagne in one hand - strawberries in the other, body thoroughly used up, totally worn out, and screaming WOO HOO - What a Ride!"
Well it's the end of another week and i've accomplished very little this past week..
Amanda is starting her fall break.....Friday was her last day until October 18th! I have NO clue what i'm going to do to keep her busy for three weeks!
I have made tentative plans for taking her to the chidren's museum in the historical district. They have all hands on displays for kids. And we're going to walk the waterfront one day......lots of neat little shops and little hole in the wall diners and things. I thought we'd work some more on the whole bike riding thing and I have to take her to get new shoes.....she's outgrown ALL of hers. But thats all i've got in mind.......
Any ideas from the parents and teachers....? I've got three weeks to fill here.....HELP!!!!!!
I ordered some new capri's on-line this last week. They're for working out and they were on sale for something like 75% off. So after going through the rigamarole of signing up for the online account, entering info, yadayadayada........I FINALLY get to order the two things I want.
I never recieved a confirmation email, but with yahoo.......well, it's just less than reliable these days so i'm not too worried by that. Now, five days later my banking account gets hit with the bill for the purchase......and it's the wrong amount. So I go check the website and half my order is cancelled. No warning, no nothing. But they're still charging me FULL SHIPPING!
So I call the customer service hotline. After being on hold for something like twenty minutes I finally get thru. I explain the situation and the rep is soooo nice and utterly CLUELESS!!!!!!!!! She puts me on hold again to talk to her supervisor and comes back to tell me that the item was out of stock, they won't be getting any more in do I want to order something else? HELL NO!
So I ask her about the shipping costs. She tells me if I want to send the items back that it'll only cost me another $5 and they'll credit my account with the retailer for the amount of the original order so I can order something different later. Ugh! So in the end with the costs of shipping and reshipping i'll be paying DOUBLE the cost for ONE freakin' item?!
While you're there you can download new computer wallpapers, enter a contest to win some goodies or even pre-order the new "Best Of" album due out Oct. 25th.
So if you're an old fan or a new one just finding out that some wines do indeed get better with time, go check it out!
Looks peaceful doesn't he? This is Kodi, my problem child, and the new poster child for Canine Obsessive Compulsive Disorder.
I bought him a treat ball this past weekend. You know the type....a big, hollow, plastic ball, brightly colored, with another smaller ball inside it that has openings for stuffing bits of treats into it. The animal rolls the big ball around, eventually jarring the treats from the smaller ball out the openings and onto the floor.
Since the introduction of this toy, life has been anything but peaceful! Kodi picks up the ball and runs with it around the house several times then throws it on the floor to jar the treats out. It lands with a very loud, plastic, THUNK! He then bats the ball out of the way looking for tidbits. This goes on repeatedly, and about every 10-15 seconds you hear the clunk followed by the rattle of the ball rolling across the carpet.
When Kodi gets tired of 'dropping and searching' or when he feels the ball is empty he begins to talk at it. Personally I think the assorted sounds of moans, groans, growls and yips are a form of doggie cussing. Good thing I don't understand canine-ese.
Ocassionally, he mistakenly bats the ball under the futon couch and then the real doggie swearing begins as he is too big to fit under the futon to reach the ball. He sounds like a dying bullmoose when this happens and the assorted moans and whines are enough to jar the Pope out of his daily meditations!
He brings the ball to me for "refills" twice a day like clockwork. First thing in the morning, directly after his morning potty, and in the evening as soon as the dinner dishes are put away. He is persistant and won't take "no" for an answer.
This has been on-going for days now and I can not forsee any changing of the new behaviours. I still, however, remian hopeful that i'll actually pick out a "normal" animal at some point in my life!
You are Form 3, Unicorn: The Innocent. "And The Unicorn knew she wasn't meant to go into the Dark Wood. Disregarding the advice given to her by the spirits, Unicorn went inside and bled silver blood.. For her misdeed, the world knew evil." Some examples of the Unicorn Form are Eve (Christian) and Pandora (Greek). The Unicorn is associated with the concept of innocence, the number 3, and the element of water. Her sign is the twilight sun. As a member of Form 3, you are a curious individual. You are drawn to new things and become fascinated with ideas you've never come in contact with before. Some people may say you are too nosey, but it's only because you like getting to the bottom of things and solving them. Unicorns are the best friends to have because they are inquisitive.
You are the Fool card. The Fool fearlessly begins the journey into the unknown. To do this, he does not regard the world he knows as firm and fixed. He has a seemingly reckless disregard for obstacles. In the Ryder-Waite deck, he is seen stepping off a cliff with his gaze on the sky, and a rainbow is there to catch him. In order to explore and expand, one must disregard convention and conformity. Those in the throes of convention look at the unconventional, non-conformist personality and think What a fool. They lack the point of view to understand The Fool's actions. But The Fool has roots in tradition as one who is closest to the spirit world. In many tribal cultures, those born with strange and unusual character traits were held in awe. Shamans were people who could see visions and go on journeys that we now label hallucinations and schizophrenia. Those with physical differences had experience and knowledge that the average person could not understand. The Fool is God. The number of the card is zero, which when drawn is a perfect circle. This circle represents both emptiness and infinity. The Fool is not shackled by mountains and valleys or by his physical body. He does not accept the appearance of cliff and air as being distinct or real. Image from: Mary DeLave http://www.marydelave.com/
Gotta tell ya though.....after reading the interpretations given by this one person for the various arcana......Tarot is definatley a "personal" thing. So with a wry shake of the head I say.....take what you wish from the meanings given, but choose your own interpretations. And remember, this is all in fun only.
I was going to post some hilarious bit of story telling.....and give y'all a smile today, but I find that, since I was awoken at 3am with nightmares from hell, that i'm pretty darn tired and not thinking all too straight.
Does anyone else get these? These re-ocurring head trips that make you wake up with the cold sweats and biting back a scream as you don't want to wake the whole household?
I've been having these same images in my mind since.......well, for as long as I can remember. Sometimes i'll go months without any disturbances in my sleep and then all of a sudden......!!WHAM-O!! Scream-fest. Ugh!
I'm going to go cozy up to some hot tea and a nice warm blankie and watch my child play for awhile.
Its Saturday and the alarm went off WAY too early, as usual. Hubby is working a full day again today, so the real world intruded at 5am. The kid decided she didn't need any more sleep, as soon as she heard daddy up, so it's been a L O N G morning already!
I think I overdid it at the gym yesterday. I woke up and my right hip is about half out of socket and wont' go back in. So theres a MAJOR hitch in my giddyup today. And, of course, today is errand day on top of it. But actually, it's not that bad due to those little motorized cart thingies......Amanda and I can commandeer one of those and chase some little old ladies around the aisles! (Amanda likes to beep the horn and scare the daylights outta people!)
You give your love and friendship unconditionaly. You enjoy long, thoughtful conversations rich in philosophy and spirituality. You are very loyal and intuitive.
Well with Orion's last comment, it inspired me to look further into totems and I think I finally found mine!!! (see pic on right of page)
Deep in the Earth the Dragon Mother lives. She is the first mother, she who existed before all things. Some know her as Tiamat.
Divination: clairsentience:
Clairsentience is taken from the French language and means 'clear sense'. It can be described as super-physical sense perception, which includes smell, taste, touch, emotions, general empathy and physical sensations (soul feeling and soul awareness).. The impressions of clairsentience are both internal and external sense. Many people experience clairsentience and are unaware of it. For the common person, it may be considered the 'gut feeling', the deja vu experience, or the sense of a something about to happen. On a basic level it appears as empathy, the understanding, compassion of others. The awareness of this talent can be used to develop greater forms of intuition and psychic ability.
Now i'm not claiming to be psychic or anything, so please don't think I am. But out of all the information i've found this one seems to resemble (what I feel anyways) how I percieve myself.
If you'd like to look at some of the descriptions i've found (and theres been a TON) heres a link to some nice ones....
Quickie: You are a force of nature, a cyclone, a hurricane. But be judicious with your power.
Overview: You're a veritable magnet now. Get ready for at least one determined admirer to boldly approach you, sounding off all the while about how delightful you are. Yes, it does sound rather hard to take, doesn't it?
OUCH!
According to the Native American thing...
I am horse:
Horse represents freedom and power. Horse people are wild spirits that cannot be broken. If Horse comes to you, look for safe passage into the new. We must synchronize our motives with that of others so we can quickly and steadily reach our goals.
And Owl
Owls know when to move silently and when to be still, which makes them the keepers of secrets. These solitary birds don't feel the need to proclaim their presence to anyone until the timing is right. Owl comes to us when we need to open our eyes, and study the situation at hand. If we watch and listen with our inner selves we can figure out what is happening behind the scenes, and confront those who are trying to deceive us at the appropriate time.
And Elk
Elk's regal demeanor reminds us that if we are confident, we can claim our Empowerment. It teaches us to maintain and protect ourselves by taking time out. Elk realizes it is important to remain closely connected with community, and be observant of subtle energies.
Older Than Dirt Quiz: Count all the ones that you remember not the ones you were told about Ratings at the bottom.
1. Blackjack chewing gum 2. Wax Coke-shaped bottles with colored sugar water 3. Candy cigarettes 4. Soda pop machines that dispensed glass bottles 5. Coffee shops or diners with tableside juke boxes 6. Home milk delivery in glass bottles with cardboard stoppers 7. Party lines 8. Newsreels before the movie 9. P.F. Flyers 10. Butch wax 11. Telephone numbers with a word prefix (OLive-6933) 12. Peashooters 13. Howdy Doody 14. 45 RPM records 15. S&H Green Stamps 16 Hi-fi's 17. Metal ice trays with lever 18. Mimeograph paper 19 Blue flashbulb 20. Packards 21. Roller skate keys 22. Cork popguns 23. Drive-ins 24. Studebakers 25. Wash tub wringers
If you remembered 0-5 = You're still young If you remembered 6-10 = You are getting older If you remembered 11-15 = Don't tell your age, If you remembered 16-25 = You're older than dirt!
Don't forget to pass this along!! Especially to all your really OLD friends....
So she can’t go out tonight again Her sister’s sick, she’s gotta baby-sit Yeah, that sounds like a pretty good excuse
Now you didn’t hear any of this from me But things aren’t always what they seem Brace yourself, this may come as a shock to you
Girls lie, too We don’t care how much money you make What you drive or what you weigh Size don’t matter anyway Girls lie, too Don’t think you’re the only ones Who bend it, break it, stretch it some We learn from you Girls lie, too
We can’t wait to hear about your round of golf We love to see deer heads hanging on the wall And we like Hooter’s for their hotwings too Other guys never cross our minds We don’t wonder what it might be like How could it be any better than it is with you
(Repeat Chorus)
Yeah, girls lie, too We always forgive and forget The cards and flowers you never sent Will never be brought up again Girls lie, too Old gray sweatpants turn us on We like your friends and we love your mom And that's the truth Girls lie, too Yeah that’s the truth Girls lie, too
[No, we don’t care how much hair you have Yeah, that looks good Comb it over like that...]
I couldn't resist this one! How evil are you??? Inquiring minds want to know so take the test and share the results! I dare ya!
My results....Are You Evil?
good
evil
Well, you're kinda evil. They haven't reserved a place for you in Hell yet, but the leasing agents are starting their calls.(Sorry, no air conditioning.) We're guessing you find others' pain funny, your backstabbing knife is probably pretty sharp, and your sexual wiles have likely brought you enjoyment at the expense of your bunkmates a time or two. If more than one of those three things rings true, consider yourself a card-carrying evil person. If you're interested in recanting the evil thing, sensitivity counseling isn't a bad idea. Or else find a more sadistic career, like a bouncer or a metermaid. But hey, to each his own, and if your evilness fits, wear it.
not sexually evil
sexually evil
We're all slaves to our urges — some just more than others. Sure, you probably shake it a little to get your way, but you don't beat yourself up over it (unless you're into that, of course). For your own sake, realize that getting hurt sexually generally stings more than being burnt with your clothes on. So even if your pillow pal has a mean set of love handles, keep it to yourself. Just listen to that little voice in your head (no, not that one), and the evil sex thing will stop.
not passive aggressive
passive aggressive
Don't feel too bad about hiding your anger. At least, not right now. When your spleen ruptures from internalized stress, then you can feel bad about it. Passive people act that way because they're ultimately sweet and don't want to upset anyone. While that may work for the short term, you end up looking like a real back-stabber when you, ah, stab someone in the back. Try to deal with your problems up front, and you probably won't have to renew your concealed weapons permit this year.
not black hearted
black hearted
Your heart's a little dark, but your kindness makes up for any evil deeds (except for that stunt you pulled in elementary school — yes, that one — tsk, tsk, that was pure wickedness). But you can forgive yourself for coming off as a meanie, because if you were 100 percent sweet, you wouldn't be normal. So continue being considerate of others, and remember — when you get cut off in traffic, it's okay to give the finger every once in awhile.
Found this and thought it was fun.....take the quiz and let everyone know your smile type!
Tracey, your celebrity smile style is Innocent Like Drew
While we'd never believe she's Never Been Kissed, Drew Barrymore's sweet and innocent smile is what makes so many women want to be her, and so many men want to be with her. Like Drew, you have a sparkling personality that can light up a room (or a movie set) the moment you walk into it. Accompanied by an easy-going manner, your charming nature tells people that you are trustworthy and ready for a good time.
You love to laugh about anything — jokes, pranks, yourself — and you prefer to maintain a childlike sense of wonder and amusement about the world. Even when things don't go your way, your positive attitude always helps you find the bright side of things. Keep on smiling!
I have a wonderful niece. Her name is Nik. She turned the big 2-0 this year and she's a full time student at Heston College. She's a straight 'A' student with a lot of self initiative and drive.
She's a beautiful person inside and out. She has always put the happiness and health of others before herself and has always loved fully with an open heart.
She's currently studying to become a children's minister. It's a true calling she has felt since she was around the age of eight. I can't tell you how proud I am that she's stood strong in her beliefs and is following the dream of her heart.
I miss her horribly. I never got to spend a lot of time with her and her siblings while they were growing up and I regret missing all of those things that kids go through to become an adult. But she's always known I love her unconditionally, and that I am as proud of her as I am of my own child.
Having said that, she's going through a really tough time right now. Her world has been shattered and is changing in so many ways and not hardly any of them are good. But i'm sure as she's a strong willed, fully self confident young woman that she'll come through this trial with flying colors.
I am SO proud of you 'Nikkers'. And I will always be here for you. You know that you have a home here with me and that my doors will always be wide open for you.
Do I have a sign on my forehead that is visible to any and all persons other than myself? One that reads "Be Rude To Me I Get Off On It"????
I mean, there is no other explanation for things that happen to me when i'm out in public. For example.......yesterday in the store. Now i'm one of those people that was taught to be considerate. I'm in no hurry and i've got a basket load of crud and theres someone behind me with just a couple of items, so I step back and offer to let them go first. They smile and thank me, and then as they step thru the next two people behind them go too! Each with a full basket! So still trying to be nice, I say "excuse me, but I was here first." To which the reply was ..."So?"
Then to top things off......I think theres also a sign on my truck as every time I go past this one gas station on the side of the highway on the way home, I get pulled out in front of by some speed maniac doing 45mph in a 65mph zone.
Guess I should just stay home, in bed, with the covers over my head!
I couldn't resist putting these on. Guess it's just one of those days.
How To Annoy People In An Elevator
Act like a dog, growl at people. Announce in a demonic voice: “I must find a more suitable host body.” Apply dripping red paint around the edge of the roof hatch. When someone enters, look upwards and whisper "I think they want in..." Ask each passenger getting on if you can push the button for them. Press the wrong ones. Ask everyone what they made for their side dish. Ask someone to take your temperature, then turn around and bend over. Ask, “did you hear that cable snapping sound?” Attempt to hypnotize the other passengers. Bet the other passengers you can fit a quarter in your nose. Blow spit balls at the ceiling. Blow your nose and offer to show the contents of your Kleenex to other passengers. Blow your nose on your sleeve. Bring a camera, take pictures of everybody in the elevator. Bring a chair along. Bring easy math flash cards on the elevator and ask the person next to you to help you study them (get them wrong). Burp, and then say “mmmm...tasty!” Call out, “Group hug!” and enforce it. Call the psychic hotline from you cell phone, and ask if they know what floor you’re on. Carry a blanket and clutch it protectively. Challenge people to games of hide-and-seek. Clutch your stomach and gasp. Collapse on the floor when the elevator goes up, then get up and look embarrassed. Collect an elevator tax. Count down from 100,000 out loud. Crack open your briefcase or purse, and while peering inside ask: “Got enough air in there?” Do Tai Chi exercises. Draw a little square on the floor with chalk and announce to the other passengers that this is your “personal space.” Draw a volleyball on the wall of the elevator and insist you have been trapped in there for 3 months. Formally introduce everyone to the volleyball! Dress as a clergy member of the opposite sex. Drop a pen and wait until someone reaches to help pick it up, then scream, “That’s mine!” Eat jello through a straw. Frown and mutter "gotta go, gotta go" then sigh and say "oops!" Give each passenger a round of applause as they enter or leave. Give each passenger a ticket and remind them that door prize drawing is in half an hour. Give people lectures about the periodic table of elements Give religious tracts to each passenger. Go into extreme detail explaining how you were trapped in an elevator once for two days. Greet everyone getting on the elevator with a warm handshake and ask them to call you Admiral. Greet everyone with a smile and a handshake, then ignore them. Grimace painfully while smacking your forehead and muttering: "Shut up, dammit, all of you just shut UP!" Guard the button panel so no one can touch it. Growl and bite at anyone’s fingers who attept to cross you. Have a picnic in the elevator. Have a seizure. Hold the elevator door open and say you’re waiting for your friend. After a while, let the doors close and say, “Hi John, how’s your day been?” Holler “Chutes away!” whenever the elevator descends. Hug yourself. Hum the theme from Mission Impossible with yours eyes darting around the elevator. Hum the theme to Jeopardy If anyone brushes against you, recoil and holler, "Bad touch!" If anyone brushes against you, whisper to them "was it good for you too?" Introduce yourself as Ochenga-Wangaa The great chief and begin telling stories of your native island. Jump up when the elevator reaches a stop. Lay down a Twister mat and ask people if they want to play. Lean against the button panel. Lean over to another passenger and whisper: “Noogie patrol coming!” Leave a box between the doors. Leave a box in a corner, and when someone gets on, ask if they hear something ticking. Lick gummy bears and stick them to things (the walls, the buttons, the passengers, etc.) Listen to the elevator walls with a stethoscope. Make explosion noises when anyone presses a button. Make farm noises. Make race car noises when anyone gets on or off. Make sure the emergency phone is working. Meow occasionally. Move your desk in to the elevator, and whenever someone gets on, ask if they have an appointment. Mumble autistically about the possibilities of elevator accidents. Offer a bite of your fresh tangerine to everyone coming on board. Offer hitman services. Offer name tags to everyone getting on the elevator. Wear yours upside-down. On a long ride, sway side to side at the natural frequency of the elevator. On the highest floor, hold the door open and demand that it stay open until you hear the penny you dropped down the shaft go “plink” at the bottom. Open a lemonade stand. Perform the Hamlet soliloquy. When a new passenger enters, start over again. Pick your nose. Place police tape (CRIME SCENE DO NOT CROSS) on the inside of the doors. Play dead. Play patty--cake with the door. Play the harmonica. Pour water on the front of your trousers, so it looks like you have wet yourself, tell everyone who comes in to the elevator, that you had a little accident. Pray to Budda. Preach about the end of the world. Pretend to be dead and lie on the elevator floor. Pretend you’re a flight attendant and review emergency procedures and exits with the passengers Pull your gum out of your mouth in long strings. Push the buttons and pretend they give you a shock. Read a book upside down. Recite poetry in monotone. Request for people to watch you Riverdance. Say "Ding!" at each floor. Say "I wonder what all these do" and push the red buttons. Say, while holding a paper with OUT OF ORDER written on it, “I wonder why this was glued on the door when I came in.” Scratch yourself. Scribble furiously on a notepad while looking at each passenger. When they try to look, hide the pad. Sell Girl Scout cookies. Shadow box. Shave. Show other passengers a wound and ask if it looks infected. Sing “Mary had a little lamb” while continually pushing buttons. Sing: "I know a song that gets on everybody's nerve's, everybody's nerves, everybody's nerves, i know a song that gets on everybody's nerves and it goes like this!" to the tune of "camp town lady".....pause.....repeat....continually. Stand really close to someone, sniffing them occasionally. Stand silent and motionless in the corner, facing the wall, without getting off. Stare at another passenger for a while, then announce “You’re one of THEM!” and move to the far corner of the elevator. Stare at your thumb and say, "I think it's getting larger." Stare, grinning, at another passenger for a while, and then announce “I’ve got new socks on!” Start a sing-along. Start reciting "Green Eggs and Ham" and ask people what comes next. Take a bite of a sandwich and ask another passenger: “Wanna see wha in muh mouf?” Tap dance. Tell everyone about the hidden rooftop penthouse belonging to the mob. Tell everyone about your love life. Tell people you can see their aura. Tell the passengers not to worry. The bomb won't go off for at least another two minutes. Throw a party in the vator! Try to purchase an article of clothing from the person next to you. Untie one shoe, then tie the other. Repeat. Walk in circles. Change directions when you hit a passenger. Walk on with a cooler that says “human head” on the side. Wave hands wildly at invisible flies buzzing around your head. Wear “X-Ray Specs” and leer suggestively at other passengers. Wear a basketball jersey. Show everyone your armpit. Works best if you get a good workout and don't use deodorant. Wear a puppet on your hand and talk to other passengers "through" it. Wear a Santa suit...in June. Wear a ski mask and carry an axe. Wear complete SCUBA gear, then offer your buddy hose to the other passengers When the elevator doors close, bang on them, screaming let me out! When arriving at your floor, grunt and strain to yank the doors open, then act embarrassed when they open by themselves. When at least 8 people have boarded, moan from the back: “Oh, not now... motion sickness!” When the elevator doors close, announce to the others, “It’s okay, don’t panic, they’ll open again.” When the doors close pretend you arm got caught in it. When the doors open, pretend you did it with your mind. When the elevator is silent, look around and ask, "Is that your beeper?" When the elevator reaches another passenger’s floor, scream and collapse in front of the door. When there’s only one other person on the elevator, tap them on the shoulder and pretend it wasn’t you. While the doors are opening, hurriedly whisper, “hide it...quick!” then whistle innocently. Whistle the first seven notes of “It’s a Small World” incessantly.
Well i've got a sick kid (head colds stink!) a tired mama
(didn't sleep well at all last night) and NO coffee!!
My grinder died this morning. I am so not happy with the little beastie. It couldn't wait and die AFTER it ground enough for a decent pot of java.....Oh no.........it had to die first thing! Ugh! The closest Starbucks is something like 10miles away and i'm going thru withdrawls!
Soooo.......in an attempt to lighten the day a bit, i've dug up some really dumb quotes for you to read and hopefully get a giggle or two from.......
Stupid Quotes
"Golden, Ripe, Boneless Bananas, 39 Cents A Pound." - Ad in the "Missoulian" by Orange Street Food Farm
"I invented the internet". - Al Gore, former U.S. Vice President
"Sure there have been injuries and deaths in boxing - but none of them serious." - Alan Minter, Boxer
"I think that the film Clueless was very deep. I think it was deep in the way that it was very light. I think lightness has to come from a very deep place if it's true lightness." - Alicia Silverstone, Actress
"How to store your baby walker: First, remove baby." - Anonymous Manufacturer
"This is no longer a slum neighborhood. I haven't heard of a Cubs fan being shot in a long time." - Anonymous Wrigley Field Neighbor, Chicago, IL
"During the scrimmage, Tarkanian paced the sideline with his hands in his pockets while biting his nails." - AP report describing Fresno State basketball coach Jerry Tarkanian
"Two grand slams in a week - man, that's seven or eight ribbies right there." - Bill Madlock, Baseball broadcaster
"You guys line up alphabetically by height." - Bill Peterson, Florida State football coach
"Men, I want you just thinking of one word all season. One word and one word only: Super Bowl." - Bill Peterson, football coach
"The internet is a great way to get on the net." - Bob Dole, Republican presidential candidate
"I get to go to lots of overseas places, like Canada." - Britney Spears, Pop Singer
My baby is growing up!!!! I don't know wether to laugh, cry, or explode from being so proud!!
First off.....this week she started reading! Can you believe it? She's been in school less than two months and she's already reading short words! It shocked me to no end and thrilled me too. They said when she started school that the kids would be reading basic books by Christmas. I just shrugged it off as the school trying to make themselves sound good, but they proved themselves right and me wrong.
Yesterday she started riding her bike!!! Now we tried to get her to ride her two wheeler last summer and it was just too much......too scary, too hard, too new...etc. Well Friday she declared she was going to start riding her bike. So we drug it out of the garage, dusted it off, pumped up the tires and got all her pads and helmet out and the little bugger took off like shot!!! Of course the camera is out of film so I have to get some today so I can take pictures. As soon as I get them back i'll post one or two so you can see.
This is for Debs, Kim, and everyone else who stops in that has doggies they love to spoil. My mom gave me this recipe and she told once (a hundred years or so ago) where it came from originally, but I don't remember.
I have yet to meet a pup that doesn't LOVE these "cookies". Even the pickiest of puppy snackers seem to really enjoy them. I used to make them for our neighbors when we lived in Daytona Beach. I even used them as a 'welcome to the neighborhood' gift for a couple that had the biggest rottweiler i've ever met! (his name was Angus and he was as big as a d*mn angus bull and had the bad temperment to match!) After one little baggie-o-treats, Angus was my best friend for life...
So bon apetit to the pups out there!
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Dog Cookies a la T’s Mom
(remember the measurements are approximations)
1/2C oats (these aid in digestion in general)
3 C whole wheat flour (better for them than white flour, also a digestive aid)
1/4C powdered milk (calcium for their little bones)
1/4C corn meal (again digestion)
1 Egg
1/2C ketchup (they love the taste!)
1/4-1/2 C bacon bits (protein! and flavor)
butter
garlic powder (garlic is wonderful for the immune system)
parsley (kills bad breath)
3-4 cubes beef bouillon (flavor and protein)
3/4C water
1/4-1/2 C parmesean cheese (protein and flavor)
(the garlic powder, and parsley I just add whatever looks good....usually a small handfull of parsley crushed up, fresh is better if you have it, and the garlic powder i usually put a good 4-5Tbsp in)
preheat oven to 300and bake for 50mins
heat the water enough to melt the butter and dissolve the bouillon cubes, then add ketchup, egg, garlic powder, parsley and mix thoroughly.Then add the powdered milk, oats, cornmeal and again mix……….add in the flour, dough will become stiff and sticky.
Knead in more flour (like you do bread dough) until the dough isn’t sticky and is stiff enough to roll out with a rolling pin.
Roll out dough to desired thickness (quarter to half inch thick)Use cookie cutters or whatever you want to shape it then bake
(a juice glass usually makes a good size and shape easily carried in your hand and broken up.)
Side note: This recipe makes alot of cookies! But they can be frozen and last quite well in the freezer.
My dog is a 'cookie whore'! No joke!!! I made him some homemade treats last night. (They're all natural with lots of good things in them for the doggie's health) I gave him one this morning and he actually guarded it from me!! (he's never been posessive of food or treats before) and then while i'm in the shower I hear this ungodly howling and I come running out dripping soap and water on the floor from the bathroom to the kitchen to find him sitting in front of the cabinet the "cookies" are in and howling up a storm! When I come skidding to a halt and nearly falling on my wet *ss he stops howling and sits up and begs!!!!
I got this in my email this morning and absolutely loved it! Thanks Orion! Enjoy!
& nbsp; Instructions for Giving a Cat A Pill:
& nbsp; 1) Pick cat up and cradle it in the crook of your left arm as if holding a baby. Position right forefinger and thumb on either side of cat's mouth and gently apply pressure to cheeks while holding pill in right hand. As cat opens mouth pop pill into mouth. Allow cat to close mouth and swallow. & nbsp; 2) Retrieve pill from floor and cat from behind sofa. Cradle cat in left arm and repeat process. & nbsp; 3) Retrieve cat from bedroom, and throw soggy pill away. & nbsp; 4) Take new pill from foil wrap, cradle cat in left arm holding rear paws tightly with left hand. Force jaws open and push pill to back of mouth with right forefinger. Hold mouth shut for a count of ten. & nbsp; 5) Retrieve pill from goldfish bowl and cat from top of wardrobe. Call spouse from garden. & nbsp; 6) Kneel on floor with cat wedged firmly between knees, hold front and rear paws. Ignore low growls emitted by cat. Get spouse to hold head firmly with one hand while forcing wooden ruler into mouth. Drop pill down ruler and rub cat's throat vigorously. & nbsp; 7) Retrieve cat from curtain rail, get another pill from foil wrap. Make note to buy new ruler and repair curtains. Carefully sweep shattered figurines and vases from hearth and set to one side for gluing later. & nbsp; 8 ) Wrap cat in large towel and get spouse to lie on cat with head just visible from below armpit. Put pill in end of drinking straw, force mouth open with pencil and blow down drinking straw. & nbsp; 9) Check label to make sure pill not harmful to humans, drink glass of water to take taste away. Apply Band-Aid to spouse's forearm and remove blood from carpet with cold water andsoap. & nbsp; 10) Retrieve cat from neighbor's shed. Get another pill. Place cat in cupboard and close door onto neck to leave head showing. Force mouth open with dessert spoon. Flick pill down throat with elastic band. & nbsp; 11) Fetch screwdriver from garage and put cupboard door back on hinges. Apply cold compress to cheek and check records for date of last tetanus jab. Throw Tee-shirt away and fetch new one from bedroom. & nbsp; 12) Ring fire brigade to retrieve cat from tree across the road. Apologize to neighbor who crashed into fence while swerving to avoid cat. Take last pill from foil-wrap. & nbsp; 13) Tie cat's front paws to rear paws with garden twine and bind tightly to leg of dining table, find heavy duty pruning gloves from shed. Push pill into mouth followed by large piece of fillet steak. Hold head vertically and pour 2 pints of water down throat to wash pill down. & nbsp; 14) Get spouse to drive you to the emergency room, sit quietly while doctor stitches fingers and forearm and removes pill remnants from right eye. Call furniture shop on way home to order new table. & nbsp; 15) Arrange for SPCA to collect cat and ring local pet shop to see if they have any hamsters.
Thanks to Kim I found new things to play with!! I now have a calendar and a guest map from Bravenet. Both are open for everyone to play with. I will, however, keep track of things so it doesn't get out of hand.
So pin me and date me people!!!! :D
And on a very important side note...
To the people in Florida and my friends down there......Take care and stay strong! Check in when you can and let us know you're ok.
......(which we've done too!).....but something much more fun! 
As for today's project..........i'm thinking something to do with modeling clay and popcicle sticks! 
I've got three weeks to fill here.....HELP!!!!!!
And, of course, today is errand day on top of it. But actually, it's not that bad due to those little motorized cart thingies......Amanda and I can commandeer one of those and chase some little old ladies around the aisles! (Amanda likes to beep the horn and scare the daylights outta people!) 
(Sorry, no air conditioning.) We're guessing you find others' pain funny, your backstabbing knife is probably pretty sharp, and your sexual wiles have likely brought you enjoyment at the expense of your bunkmates a time or two. If more than one of those three things rings true, consider yourself a card-carrying evil person. If you're interested in recanting the evil thing, sensitivity counseling isn't a bad idea. Or else find a more sadistic career, like a bouncer or a metermaid. But hey, to each his own, and if your evilness fits, wear it. 
It couldn't wait and die AFTER it ground enough for a decent pot of java.....Oh no.........it had to die first thing! Ugh! The closest Starbucks is something like 10miles away and i'm going thru withdrawls!