sorry

Hey guys!

Well this post is for all that shall wander past here duribg the blogcrawl.

Last night I managed to get 6 stitches in my lrft hand, and this whole mess has left me one handed, and I am not too happy about it. Well, i have the otherhand still, but moving it in any way is extremely painful. I have pictures to share with you all, of my misfortune. Im not even going to tell you how I managed to do this to myself, I am feeling the stupidity plenty enough, and it was bad enough having to tell the Dr. and 2 nurses at the er how I managed to slash my own finger open like that.



picture is supposed to be here, come back tomorrow, or monday to see




I wanted to participate in this fine event, but as I need two hands to crawl, and would prefer two hands to type my comments all over the place, Iwill have to wish you all a great evening of shenanigans!

you have no idea how long it just took me to peck out this crappy post.....ugh.

have a fun night! Happy birthday Contagion!

He's Back!

My husband got in from the airport this morning, back from L.A.

Me: So tell us about your journey to a faraway land.

Him: You would never believe the quality of the fabrics and spices....

Me: Hahahaha!!!!

Him: Next time I would like to take a Merchant ship......

Teased Bangs and L.A. Gear......

Hahahaha!!!

If you were a kid in the 1980's, you will get a kick out of this list....

Or you will get defensive, like I did.

There is nothing wrong with jelly shoes........

YAY!

It is never too early to start thinking about Halloween costumes!

I just can't get over this one, OR this one. They are just so great!

What a patient dog that is!

(I just realised I ended every sentence here with an exclamation point. I suddenly feel dorky because of how cool I think these costumes are) The punctuation will just have to stay, because yes, the costumes are really that cool!!

Oh Dear....

So, I was over at Richmonds place the other day, snooping around, lurking if you will.......

And in this post, she makes reference to these "parties" the ladies in her neighborhood have.

I despise those parties. I would rather have oral surgery. I hate everything about them. Hate hate hate.

And here is why:

As a rule, the only reason the "hostess" invited you, is because she wants your money. That's it. You do not become popular coming to these Godforsaken and refusing to buy stuff. They want you to feel obligated to buy large quantities of this junk because everyone else is, therefore it must be awesome products at an awesome price. They try sometimes to make it look good, but all they want is your money, plain and simple.

F that crap. I don't want your overpriced candles. I don't want your kitchen gadgetry, or your spices, or mixes, or your jewelry, or your laundry soap.

I do not respond well to peer pressure. If I sense that I am being played, I push in the opposite direction. Hence, I can proudly say I have NEVER purchased anything from one of these "parties". I have gotten the stuff as gifts, that's fine. I just won't play the game.

One time, many (well not that many actually) moons ago, my Husband and I were invited to a January outdoor bonfire party. Pretty cool deal actually.

As the night progressed, I start noticing all of the gals have disappeared, and all that is left at the fire is the menfolk, and me. Which is fine, as I generally have very little in common with these wives of my husbands co-workers. I'm not what you would call "one of the girls". I am much more of a "one of the guys" types.

So, anyway, as the gals start coming out of the house, back to what I thought was the party, they are saddling up to their husbands, swooning, and hint/begging for the checkbook so they can go back inside and order some jewelry from wife x.

Hahahahaha!!! Suckers. And all the while I sat out by the fire drinking beer and staying out of trouble in my blaze orange insulated hunting suit, while these snobs with their coordinated sweater/headband sets and designer jeans gals had to go inside and warm up, and get ambushed.

Anyway, not sure why my rant went in the direction it did, but if you need me.....

I'll be standing in my driveway, having a beer, looking towards Richmonds house waiting for her to come join me.......

Only In Hollywood Folks........

Ahhh.


Got vermin?

Better put them on "The Pill."

Only in Hollywood...........

Happy Birthday Uncle Pappy!

Well, well. Seems it is this time of year again! Time to shower my blogpappy/real world Uncle Harvey with some B00balicious Birthday fun!

All I will say, it it looks like you weren't quite specific enough.

Or were you? Hmm?

Oh, wait...........

Nope.

Hmmm.....Maybe I will just hold the jacket he forgot here at my place a few weeks ago as ransom.......Or be nice and mail it to him........

Hmm, what to do what to do.......

Happy Birthday Perv Extraordinaire

Lame

Oh, what is the deal with Blogger not wanting me to post links?

Ok, I copied my link from the linky place I wanted to take you, then wrote my post, then highlighted the word where I wanted to stuff the link into, clicked the linky green button deal, got rid of the http:// thing that automatically comes up, put the link in there, and it (blogger) deleted the highlighted word, and put the 'link' in all written, and not a link.

Like this:

Ooh, I normally spare myself the shame of doing cat posts, but this is super cute.

Above is what it did. Is there suddenly a new way to do it, or is the website I linked unlinkable? Or have I suddenly gone retarded?

Lets try linking Harvey:

See, what is that? Lame.

UPDATE: Apparently I am quite retarded, as it clearly worked in its published form, it just looks all crazy and bad prior to being published. Anyway, the cat link is sooooper cute, so take a peek!

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I don't really feel like I will ever be able to write a 9/11 post.

I haven't tried, and I just don't think I will. Something changed in me that day 6 years ago, and I would rather not relive it.

Although to say relive it seems silly, as I have lived with it every day since. I just haven't put it into words.

So today as my flag blows briskly, I am somewhat speechless. As I have been every Sept 11th for the last 6 years.

Still Kickin'

Quick update:

School started this week, busy, busy.

Got my membership to the local health club yesterday. I expect to look like I did when I was 17 after this is all said and done. I *DO* believe in miracles, don't burst my bubble folks.

Wound up with a sinus headache last night that made for a fretful nights sleep. EVERY BREATH I took felt much like I imagine a knife to the sinuses would feel like, with underlying pain behind my eyes and nose the whole while, and a knot in my neck. Yay for me.

And, it looks like I need to mow the lawn today. Busy, busy.