Sunday, September 30, 2007

For the Ladies.......



OK, since Wyatt is not able to accomodate the ladies properly today, I've taken matters into my own hands. (Wait, that doesn't sound good). Anyhoo, feast your eyes, ladies....

Friday, September 28, 2007

Ventilation X (Warning - Do not try these stunts at home, kiddies)



You have probably not heard about Ventilation X. Ventilation X is a group of young guys, of which Number One Son (first on the left in the Love pic) is a member, who participate in some extreme sports - skateboarding, breakdancing and parkour. The guys were featured on the cover of Philadelphia Weekly in late 2006, and were also shown in the Faces of 2006 edition. Here is a copy of the Article if you want to check it out.

CBS Eyewitness News is doing a piece tonight on the 11:00 PM news about them. If you are watching tonight's Phillies game against Washington, you may have noticed the clips of the boys that the network is running as a promo to tonight's news spot. The network is calling what they do 'Thrill Jumping'. It can be dangerous, and the stunts should not be attempted by anyone who is inexperienced or unfamiliar with the territory in which they are practicing. Under no circumstances should younger children be encouraged to do this.

The boys have been to the Sundance Film Festival, and are submitting their movie, XYZ, for 2008. They have traveled up and down the East coast to film in major cities like Boston, New York City, Washington DC, Miami, and Philly of course. The team is also involved in the Paine’s Park Project.

They are good kids and we are really proud of them.

Thursday, September 27, 2007

Friends


We hosted a Get Together last weekend here, and invited all of the people that we've been trying to get together with over the last two years. It's very hard to fit dinner plans, or entertainment, into all of our everyday lives for some reason. Some of the folks invited were a couple of Grimjack's high school friends, our siblings and partners, kids, and the rest were friends from our last place of employment. Oh, and the Deathlok family was here as well. Deathlok is Little Grim's godfather, and Grimjack's cousin.

Grimjack will admit that he is not good at pinning someone down for plans, and if you have a few friends that are similar, forget it - you'll never see them.

We have only one couple that we see regularly, about every two months, for dinner. We see them because Bonnie and I will make the plans, and then tell our husbands when we are getting together. Pretty simple. Then we decide the week before dinner where we will go. We try to go to a different restaurant each time. I've known Bonnie for years, we worked together. Her and her family helped me a great deal during my divorce and the couple of years after. So we've been friends for a long time. They actually did not make it to the party due to other plans, but I know we'll see them soon, so no big deal.

Another couple that we had hoped we would see, did not show up. The Mister called Dave and left him a message to see if they were coming. No callback. So the Mister was a little bummed that we didn't hear from them. It turns out they never got the invitation. Another school friend happened to run into them the day before the party and said, 'See you tomorrow night', and Dave had no idea what they were talking about. So Dave didn't want to show up at the party, thinking they hadn't been invited, and we didn't know why they just didn't show up. They didn't get the voicemail until Monday. So now we know it was just a big misunderstanding, and it will probably take us two more years to see them.

It was great to see everyone and I think a good time was had by all, partly due to Deathlok's Mai Tai's. It's tough to have a good conversation with someone when you are in a large crowd, so we got to talk to everyone, but not as much as I would have liked. Kind of like our wedding.

Grimjack keeps in touch with a group of his high school friends, and we go out for 'Winter Dinner' each year. Someone organizes and coordinates the dinner, and whoever is available meets at a different restaurant each year.

I didn't keep in touch with the friends I had in high school. I don't really know why. I've never been to any of my high school reunions, so I didn't have that opportunity to reconnect. I don't know that I ever had a big desire to reconnect or I guess I would have made some effort to remain in touch. Ironically, Little Grim started her new preschool a few weeks ago, and I discovered at the Open House that her teacher was none other than one of my better friends from high school that I haven't seen probably since 1979. It was strange seeing her. I can't remember when we stopped hanging out together, or why. So now I see her two days a week. Now I wish I had stayed in touch with my best friend Ellen, so I could call her and say "You will never believe who Kara's new teacher is!".

Wednesday, September 26, 2007

Joke of the Week

DIVORCE VS. MURDER

A nice, calm and respectable lady went into the pharmacy, walked up to the pharmacist, looked straight into his eyes,and said, 'I would like to buy some cyanide.'

The pharmacist asked, 'Why in the world do you need cyanide?'

The lady replied, 'I need it to poison my husband.

'The pharmacist's eyes got big and he exclaimed, 'Lord have mercy! I can't give you cyanide to kill your husband. That's against the law! I'll lose my license! They'll throw both of us in jail! All kinds of bad things will happen. Absolutely not! You CANNOT have any cyanide!'

The lady reached into her purse and pulled out a picture of her husband in bed with the pharmacist's wife. The pharmacist looked at the picture and replied, 'Well now, that's different. You didn't tell me you had a prescription.'

Pimping


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I picked up this awesome picture from The British Bird. Stop by and give her a look.

Also, thanks to Grimjack, Wyatt, Deathlok, RT, Loving Annie, Jeffro, Scully and USA_Admiral for adding me to your blogrolls. I'm sorry if I missed anyone, I may not have noticed the link yet.

And special thanks to Grimjack for teaching me how to do these links.

Monday, September 24, 2007

Questionable Post, Part 2


RT had a post titled Questionable Post tonight, that made me feel slightly reminiscent of my high school days, mostly because of her song choice (Slow Ride by Foghat). In a roundabout way, it reminded me of an incident that happened with 17-year-old Number One Son this summer.

Grimjack and I go away once a year without kids, for our anniversary weekend in July. This year, we headed to the Poconos. Yes, we did the tacky resort with the red heart-shaped whirlpool tub surrounded by mirrors, which was very fun. The tub at home is too small to adequately soak in, so it was a treat for me. But anyway, during the week before we left, I needed a bag to pack my stuff in, so I grabbed the duffle bag the Number One Son usually uses when he travels. He and his posse travelled a lot this summer making their movie, but that's a story for another post. So I start to pack and noticed that there was something in the smaller front pocket of the bag. I unzipped the pocket, and lo and behold, found a half dozen condoms. So now I had a predicament - how do I handle this knowledge, besides being grossed out that my son might be having sex?

So I checked with his older sisters, who usually know things before I do. They didn't know anything, and were also grossed out. This is their little brother, after all, even though is is about 6' 3" tall now. So I needed a way to let him know I found them, without alienating him. So, what I did was, at the suggestion of one of his sisters, was to get a Sharpie permanent marker, and write "I love my mom" on every condom wrapper, on both sides.

So if or when he does go to use them, he will know I know. And hopefully that will kill the mood. Isn't being a parent fun?

Our trash is someone else's Treasure?


It's time for the annual De-cluttering of the Grim household, better known as Yard Sale weekend. The goal is to drag as much junk as we can to Grimjack's parents' house, in the hopes that we will drag less of it home at the end of the day. Although the parking is less than ideal there, there is a little more traffic going through their street. So this week I will be concentrating on sorting through toys (in Little Grim's absence, of course), baby items, movies, books and household items to sell. I made the mistake of mentioning that I was planning to sell the Winnie the Pooh crib bedding set, and Little Grim started to cry and said that I couldn't sell her blanket. That is why I need to sort through her things when she is not here, otherwise, we will not unload anything.

What I find interesting about yard sales is that no matter what price you have something marked, someone wants to offer you less. I swear I had a couple of little things marked 10 cents one year, and someone asked if I would take a nickel. When I go to yard sales or flea markets, I usually just pay what the item is marked. If it's unreasonable, I just won't buy it. I don't think 10 cents is an unreasonable price for pretty much anything. You can't find things for 10 cents in a store, except for maybe a single Tootsie Roll or piece of gum.

Our new neighbors had a yard sale recently, and we came away with a whole bedding set for Little Grim's new big bed, for $10. Disney Lion King Pillow case, 2 sheets, and comforter. Since she has about a dozen Lion King stuffed animals, it was perfect. That to me is a bargain, since I probably would have paid 4 times that in a store. We also paid 2 dollars for a play Kittie Grooming kit, that had a battery powered 'working' blow dryer and about a dozen other accessories to 'groom' stuffed animals. That purchase has given Little Grim unlimited hours of fun. The neighbor threw in a little Dora clubhouse for free.

We are advertising in the local paper, and putting up signs. If anyone has any tips and ideas to have a more successful sale, please let me know. I'd hate to have to drag 12,000 pounds of stuff back here that night.

Thursday, September 20, 2007

Living the Good Life....And it has nothing to do with money.


As I am sitting here outside on my deck working today, listening to the birds and occasional dog barking in the neighborhood, I’m reminded again how lucky I am to be able to work from home. In February 2007, I quit my Pharmacy Operations job at a major insurance company, after being there 25 years. I was in Pharmacy Operations only about 5 months in the most recent stint. I took that position because my previous Client Management position required too much travel and too many hours a week (50-60).

Since Grimjack’s relatively new job required longer commute times and some travel, and he had the better salary, we decided that I would quit my job so I could work from home for his brother’s software company. Everything I do, can be done on a laptop and by phone. This allowed us to pull Little Grim out of daycare, which was a huge savings there. When Grimjack needs to travel or work late, we no longer have to worry how to manage picking up our daughter on time or make arrangements for her to stay overnight somewhere because of his early train schedule, etc. We both have aging parents and it is getting more difficult for them to babysit her for extended periods.


I now have the benefit of spending time all week with Little Grim, which I couldn’t do when my other kids were younger. She just started preschool two mornings a week, because we felt she was getting bored here at home with little interaction with other children - She missed her friends from daycare. She loves preschool, is making new friends and is very happy. Right now she is playing on her new (new to her – an eBay purchase!) swingset with the dog and interrupted me to tell me she ‘bonked’ her head. No tears, so she is fine, and off and running.

But it is moments like that, that I would have missed if I was working outside the home full-time. I won’t knock daycare – my kids spent many years having other people care for them so I could earn a living as a single parent. But I ALWAYS yearned to be home with them, I felt I was missing out on so much. And now Little Grim has the benefit of a mom who is not coming home tired and miserable at the end of the day, waiting for her kid to go to bed so she can get more work done. I have a flexible schedule – I work 4 or 5 days a week, my choice, when I need to. I can rearrange my days as needed for appointments, the vet, grocery shopping, errands, laundry, etc, that would have required coordination with Grimjack previously, so we could make sure everything got done. We can’t figure out how we got these things done before.

I guess the point of this is, I will try to never take my life for granted, when I am so lucky that I have what I have. Sure, we make sacrifices, but nothing near the sacrifices I had to make as a single parent. We are healthy and happy, we have great friends and families, my kids are all healthy and happy, the two grandsons are healthy and happy, and LIFE IS GOOD.

Courtesy of Doctor Dictionary at dictionary.com


Word of the Day for Thursday, September 20, 2007

recreant \REK-ree-uhnt\, adjective:
1. Cowardly; craven.
2. Unfaithful; disloyal.
3. A coward.
4. An unfaithful or disloyal person.

Use it in a sentance - OJ Simpson is a recreant scumbag.

His recreant companion disappears around the fence, but he remains, smiling affably.
-- Eric J. Segal, "Norman Rockwell and the fashioning of American masculinity", Art Bulletin, December 1, 1996

To any man there may come at times a consciousness that there blows, through all the articulations of his body, the wind of a spirit not wholly his; that his mind rebels; that another girds him and carries him whither he would not. . . . The open door was closed in his recreant face.
-- Genie Babb, "Where the bodies are buried", Narrative, October 1, 2002

Recreant comes from Old French, from the present participle of recroire, "to yield in a trial by battle," from re-, "re-" + croire, "to believe," from Latin credere.

Wednesday, September 19, 2007

What's your Pimp name?

I know these quizzes are kind of cheating when it comes to blogging, but I've got nothing else right now....

Your Pimp Name Is...

Pimptress Mystery

Ringtones


It was a slow day at work today, so I decided to find a new ringtone for my cell phone. Up til now, I always just picked one of the standards that came with the phone, but my sister had a cool one on her phone today...so, with one eye on the laptop to monitor for work problems, I spent about 4 hours browsing to find the right one.

My final selection - NHL organ music, ascending to Charge.
Go Flyers!

Tuesday, September 18, 2007

From a Friend....


A man and his ever-nagging wife went on vacation to Jerusalem. While they were there, the wife passed away.

The undertaker told the husband, "You can have her shipped home for $5,000, or you can bury her here, in the Holy Land, for $150."

The man thought about it and told him he would just have her shipped home.

The undertaker asked, "Why would you spend $5,000 to ship your wife home, when it would be wonderful to be buried here and you would spend only $150?"

The man replied, "Long ago a man died here, was buried here, and three days later he rose from the dead. I just can't take that chance."

Monday, September 17, 2007

SPAM of the Day


Here are my favorite SPAM messages today:

'You must be The Real Man with "huge dignity"!'

And:

'FIX your Johnson at once and forever.'

Sunday, September 16, 2007

My Sister's Wedding


My sister got married in March of this year. Nothing went smoothly, and I mean nothing - they had to change the date because of issues with his ex. The day before the wedding, the person doing the flowers called and said she broke up with her boyfriend and didn't feel like she could do wedding flowers. The baker dropped the cake - although it was salvagable, it was lopsided. The DJ told them the week of the wedding that someone had volunteered him to do a huge charity event the same day as their wedding and he would be unable to be there for their reception. The week or so after their wedding, their photographer's father passed away, which would delay their photos. No big deal. However, 6 or 8 weeks later, the photographer got back in touch with them and indicated she had lost most of their photos due to a lightening storm and subsequent power surge. Apparently she had never backed up the pictures. So they ended up with a full refund and only the pictures everyone else had taken at the wedding. All of these things would cause some stress, but combined - it was tough.

So the family was understandably wondering how this whole thing would work out.

Well. My sister called me this morning - it turns out THEY ARE NOT ACTUALLY MARRIED! Apparently a landmark court ruling a few weeks ago provided clarification of Pennsylvania law regarding ministers who received their credentials online, and who has the ability to legally perform wedding ceremonies. My sister and brother-in-law's officient called them and let them know that their marriage was probably not valid. So they now plan to get remarried by a Justice of the Peace.

Maybe we'll have a better cake this time.

How well do YOU understand Men?

I picked this up from Blonde Sagacity. I have a PhD in Men, according to this quiz:

You Have Your PhD in Men

You understand men almost better than anyone.
You accept that guys are very different, and you read signals well.
Work what you know about men, and your relationships will be blissful.

The Biggest Loser


One of my favorite shows, The Biggest Loser, is back on NBC for its new season. I love to watch this show. If you’ve never seen it, it is about a group of very overweight people who compete for the title of Biggest Loser, by losing the highest percentage of their body weight than all the other competitors. The team with the lowest weight loss percentage each week has to vote one of their team members off. The show is very motivating, and it helps me become more determined to be healthier and more fit. Some of the folks on the show will lose 125 pounds – amazing.

I mention the show because I am actually the biggest loser because I can’t even lose the 20 pounds that I need to lose. According to my doctor, I actually need to lose 30, but I don’t think that is a realistic weight for me at my height (5’11”) and age (46). At one extremely stressful time in my life, I actually weighed 55 pounds less than I do now. That was not a desirable weight and not a healthy look. So I would be extremely happy to lose the 20. Having had a baby three years ago has made it harder.

So this post is just a reminder to myself of what I need to do. I’m getting on the treadmill every day now for half an hour, doing a little over 1.5 miles and next week I will ramp it up to 45 minutes. We also purchased a new Bowflex, as we both need to get fit, so I will work on using the Bowflex every other day to work on the various muscle groups. There are about 70-75 exercises that can be done on the machine, so I expect by Christmas to look fabulous.

I am not looking for a quick fix, I know it is hard work, as evidenced by the myriad of diets I have tried that I did not stick to. I must stop letting outside influences sabotage my efforts. This is for me, and for my family. I want to be here a long time. Last week, I actually blamed my stress eating on the new dog. Granted, she can be a major pain in the ass, but is she really keeping me from reaching my goals? Of course not, I am.

So I pledge to be better to myself, take the time I need to unwind, and make sure I get the time I need to exercise and eat right.

Friday, September 14, 2007

Crash Test Dummies


Number One Son got his Drivers Learner's Permit today.

May God have mercy on us all.

Thursday, September 13, 2007

Dave 'The Hammer' Schultz




Anyone remember the song Dave Schultz sang in 1975 - The Penalty Box? I haven't been able to find a clip, would love some help....

"Baby, how long, you gonna keep me in the Penalty box....."

Game Invasion News....Mushiking


If I find one of these in my house, you can bet your ass it is going extinct....although based on this ARTICLE, I could get $350 bucks for it. Hmm, I wonder if the cats can track these beetles.

Man Injects Love Interest With Blood


Here is ONE WAY to get a girl's attention. How romantic....I bet none of you thought of this in high school.

Wednesday, September 12, 2007

Belated September 11th Post


I was so busy reading or responding to everyone else's 9/11 posts that I neglected to put anything on my own. There is nothing I can say that isn't already reflected on your blogs and cemented in our memories and hearts forever. I do not personally know anyone who lost a loved one that day - but every human being in this country was affected, whether they realize it or not. We can only hope and pray that we don't have to live through another day of similar tragedy.

Tuesday, September 11, 2007

'Day of Conception'


I read today that the Central Russian region of Ulyanovsk declares tomorrow, Sept. 12 a Day of Conception. What a novel idea. And everyone gets the day off from work to do it.

ULYANOVSK, Russia (AP) -- Make a baby. Win a car.

Irina and Andrei Kartuzov drive away in a new SUV, after winning last year's baby contest.

Don't be surprised if the streets are empty and curtains drawn in this central Russian region Wednesday as residents take up an offer by the regional governor to help stem Russia's demographic crisis.

Ulyanovsk Gov. Sergei Morozov has decreed Sept. 12 a Day of Conception and is giving couples time off from work to procreate. Couples who give birth nine months later on Russia's national day -- June 12 -- will receive money, cars, refrigerators and other prizes....


Apparently, in an effort to boost the lagging population of Russia, the town is taking matters into its own hands (or something). Hmm, ever see 'The Boys from Brazil'? (Remove Nazis, add Russkies?)

Joke of the Week.....


This is Little Grim's joke of the week. I have heard it every day for the last week, multiple times. I can't refuse when she says "Do you want to hear my joke, mama?". And we LAUGH every time. She slays me.

Q: Why did the banana go to the doctors?

A: Because he wasn't peeling well.

Get it, he wasn't PEELING well, Ha, ha, ha. Feel free to use this.....

Monday, September 10, 2007

MTV's Video Music Awards


Anyone who watched the VMAs last night already knows that Britney Spears bombed, Kid Rock decked Tommy Lee, and that Kanye West is a big tantrum-throwing baby (but that is not news). Having teenage children, I try to make it look like I'm making an effort to stay tuned into their music. At one time, I was proud that I knew who 50 Cent was before my then 17-year-old. Unfortunately, it's hard to view music videos because neither MTV nor VH1 seem to play many. I thought it was supposed to be 'music television'? Now, they feature mostly reality shows, one or two of which I actually admit to watching....I guess I'll stick to XPN.

I have to admit I was rooting for Britney to make her big comeback. She's young and made some mistakes, but I had sort of hoped this would revive her career. Her path has been painful to watch. But her performance, if you can call it that, was half-assed and embarrassing. Bad lip-synching, then no lip-synching at all when she gave up. Too bad. Kevin Federline is laughing somewhere, and probably gearing up for his next argument in the custody battle.

So, it sounds like Kid Rock was provoked by Tommy Lee and ended up slugging him. Tommy Lee was escorted out but Kid Rock was permitted to stay. I figured Kid Rock could take him, Tommy Lee is pretty scrawny. Maybe Kid didn't like Pam sitting on Tommy Lee's lap......oh wait, he's divorced from her. And so is Tommy Lee. Geez, these guys need to get over it.

And Kanye - what can you say about Kanye? He obviously thinks more of his talent than anyone else does who participates in the VMA voting. He was robbed, says he. He will never go back to MTV, says he as well. Uh, who cares?

With the exception of a few highlights, the show ended up being grating. It was a relief turning the show off - I guess we are not as young and hip as we like to pretend we are. Besides, none of my kids even watched it, so they cared even less than we did.

A wish is a wish....


A married couple, in their early 60s, was celebrating their 32nd wedding anniversary at a quiet, romantic little restaurant. Suddenly, a tiny beautiful Fairy appearedon their table. She said: 'For being such an exemplary married couple and especially for being so thoughtful and loving to each other for all this time,I will grant you each a wish.'

'Oh, said the wife, I want to travel around the World with my darling husband' .
The fairy waved her magic wand; and - poof!- two tickets for the Queen Mary II luxury liner and Ten Thousand Dollars appeared in her hands.

Then it was the husband's turn. He thought for a minute and said: 'Well,this is all very romantic, but an opportunity like this will never come again. So I'm going with my mind and not my Heart. I'm sorry my love, but my wish is to have a wife 30 years younger than me.'

The wife and the Fairy were shocked and disappointed. But a wish is a wish.

So, the Fairy waved her magic wand, and -Poof! - the husband became 92 years old.

The Moral of the story:
Men who are ungrateful bastards should remember - Fairies are Female.

Sunday, September 9, 2007

How Nerdy Are You?


NerdTests.com says I'm a Cool Non-Nerd.  What are you?  Click here!


Click on my Cool Non-Nerd status to take the nerd Quiz.

Saturday, September 8, 2007

What Does Your Pizza Choice Say About You?

I don't agree with all of this, but some are dead-on. Here is what my pizza choice revealed:




What Your Pizza Reveals



Your appetite is pretty average. You don't go overboard - but you don't deprive yourself either.



You are a very picky pizza eater. Not any pizza will do. You fit in best in the Northeast part of the US.



You like food that's traditional and well crafted. You aren't impressed with "gourmet" foods.



You are dependable, loyal, and conservative with your choices.



You are a flavorful and bold person. You should consider traveling to Spain.



The stereotype that best fits you is geek. You're the type most likely to order pizza to avoid leaving your computer.

Thursday, September 6, 2007

Cowboy Boots


A friend emailed me this joke:

An elderly man Bert, always wanted a pair of authentic cowboy boots. So
seeing some on sale one day, he buys them, wears them home, walking
proudly.

He walks into the house and says to his wife: "Notice anything different about me?"

Margaret looks him over, "Nope."

Frustrated Bert storms off into the bathroom, undresses, and walks back
into the room completely naked except for the boots. Again, he asks, a little
louder this time, "Notice anything different NOW?"

Margaret looks up and says, "Bert, what's different? It's hanging down today, it was hanging down yesterday, and it'll be hanging down again tomorrow."

Furious, Bert yells, "AND DO YOU KNOW WHY IT'S HANGING DOWN, MARGARET?"

"Nope," she replies.

"IT'S HANGING DOWN BECAUSE IT'S LOOKING AT MY NEW BOOTS!!!!!"

Margaret replies, "Shoulda bought a hat, Bert. Shoulda bought a hat."

Wednesday, September 5, 2007

My Pride and Joys....


Little Grim and I have a vegetable garden this summer. It’s probably been about 20 years since I last did a veggie garden, I think. Early this year, I quit my more-than-full-time job as Client Services Manager to 750 Employer Accounts with United HealthCare, so that I could work from home doing client management work for Brother-in-law Grim and spend more time with Little Grim. We pulled her out of daycare and she is home with me two days a week while I am working, and she spends two other days with Grandma and Pop-pop Grim. On the 5th day, we hang out together, just the two of us.

One of our ‘together’ projects this summer was our garden. Our garden was a labor of love. Grimjack did the manly tilling, and Little Grim helped dig and mulch and plant and water. She helped plant seeds, and we watched our seedlings grow in the early spring indoors. Her and I have checked the garden together every single day of the summer since May, to watch things grow, and pick our vegetables. We mixed up a few seedlings and had to wait to see what eventually grew, since we couldn’t remember what was what. Our watermelon turned out to be a pumpkin. To a seasoned gardener, that would be a no-brainer, but we are novices and enjoyed our mistakes as much as the rest.

Little Grim thought it would be fun to feed tomatoes to the Canine, since she doesn’t like them much herself. So she’d pick, then pass them off to the dog when I wasn’t looking. The canine then interpreted that to mean she could pluck them off the vines herself to play with (since she won’t eat them either). So I would find green tomatoes laying around the yard with doggie teeth marks in them.

On hot days, I’d pretend to miss the plants when watering, and get her wet instead. She’d squeal in delight and run. No matter how many times I do that, it never fails to make her laugh.

This year, I tried 8 different varieties of tomatoes, string beans, pumpkins, cucumbers, watermelon, and some jalapeƱos and sweet peppers. Grimjack accidentally ran over the onions with the lawn mower early on, so no fresh onions. The garlic didn’t come up.

I will miss the garden when the season is over, not because of what we ate, but because of how much joy it has given us. I hope the little one will miss it too…..

Tuesday, September 4, 2007

How It's Made


If you’ve never seen How It’s Made, you should check it out. It runs on The Discovery Channel, by The Science Channel, and if you’ve ever wondered how common, everyday items are manufactured, you will love this. The items selected in each episode don’t usually have anything in common – for example, last night we caught an episode that included kayaks, safety boots, electronic signs and cereal. It is always fascinating, even if you are not particularly interested in the articles being made.

I just caught an episode this afternoon that showed how Gummy Bears and Gummy Worms are made. Two of my favorite things…..I’m off to the store to grab a bag.

Monday, September 3, 2007

Like to Read Horoscopes?


A friend emailed me the information below, taken from an astologist prediction book written 35 years ago. These are supposed to be the True traits of each astrological sign. Have fun! I am a Gemini, and I swear that I did not add anything to that description. ;)

VIRGO - The One that Waits
Dominant in relationships. Someone loves them right now. Always wants the
last word. Caring. Smart. Loud. Loyal. Easy to talk to. Everything you ever
wanted. Easy to please.

SCORPIO - The Addict
EXTREMELY adorable. Intelligent. Loves to joke. Very Good sense of humor.
Energetic. Predict future. GREAT kisser. Always get what they want.
Attractive. Easy going. Loves being in long relationships. Talkative.
Romantic. Caring.

LIBRA - The Lame One
Nice to everyone they meet. Their Love is one of a kind. Silly, fun and
sweet. Have own unique appeal. Most caring person you will ever meet!
however not the kind of person you wanna mess with... u might end up
crying.

ARIES - The Liar
Outgoing. Lovable. Spontaneous. Not one to mess with. Funny. Excellent
kisser EXTREMELY adorable. Loves relationships, Addictive. Loud.

AQUARIUS - Does It In The Water
Trustworthy. Attractive. Great kisser. One of a kind. Loves being in
long-term relationships. Extremely energe tic. Unpredictable. Will exceed
your expectations. Not a Fighter, But will Knock your lights out.

GEMINI - Irresistible
Nice. Love is one of a kind. Great listeners. Very Good in the you know
where... Lover not a fighter, but will still knock you out. Trustworthy.
Always happy. Loud. Talkative. Outgoing, VERY FORGIVING. Loves to make out.
Has a beautiful smile. Generous. Strong. THE MOST IRRESISTIBLE.


LEO - The Lion
Great talker. Attractive and passionate. Laid back. Knows how to have fun.
Is really good at almost anything. Great kisser. U npredictable. Outgoing.
Down to earth. Addictive. Attractive. Loud. Loves being in long
relationships. Talkative. Not one to mess with. Rare to find. Good when
found.

CANCER - The Cutie
MOST AMAZING KISSER Very high appeal. Love is one of a kind. Very romantic.
Most caring person you will ever meet! Entirely creative. Extremely random
and proud of it. Freak. Spontaneous. Great telling stories. Not a Fighter,
But will Knock your lights out if it comes down to it. Someone you should
hold on to.

PISCES - The Partner for Life
Caring and kind. Smart. Center of attention. High appeal. Has the last word
B>> Good to find, hard to keep. Fun to be around.Extremely weird but in a good
way. Good Sense of Humor!!! Thoughtful. Always gets what he or she wants.
Loves to joke. Very popular. Silly, fun and sweet.

CAPRICORN - The Passionate Lover
Love to bust. Nice. Sassy. Intelligent. Sexy. Predict future. Irresistible.
Loves being in long relationships. Great talker. Always gets what he or she
wants. Cool. Loves to own Gemini's in sports. Extremely fun. Loves to joke.
Smart.

TAURUS - The Tramp
Aggressive. Loves being in long relationships. Likes to give a good fight
for what they want. Extrem ely outgoing. Loves to help people in times of
need. Good kisser. Good personality. Stubborn. A caring person. One of a
kind. Not one to mess with. Are the most attractive people on earth!

SAGITTARIUS - The Promiscuous One
Spontaneous. High appeal. Rare to find. Great when found. Loves being in
long relationships. So much love to give. Not one to mess with. Very pretty.
Very romantic. Nice to everyone They meet. Their Love is one of a kind.
Silly, fun and sweet. Have own unique appeal. Most caring person you will
ever meet! Amazing in the you know where..!!! Not the kind of person you
wanna mess with- you might end up crying.

Sunday, September 2, 2007

Are you a Non-Conformist?

You Are 36% Non Conformist
You conform a normal amount. And the amount you don't conform is also pretty normal.So congratulations, you're a conformist nonconformist!


No surprise there, I typically do tend to fly on the straight and narrow path, except in certain situations.

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Saturday, September 1, 2007

The Beauty (and Ugliness) of Blogging




I am a novice Blogger. I have read Beautiful, personal stories on blogs, Fun blogs, and Entertaining
blogs. Before I started posting, I didn’t really understand the freedom that Blogging allows – you may sometimes say things that you may not say to someone in person. Although you learn something about the individuals you communicate with, blogging still contains a level of anonymity unless you already personally know the other participants.

Other, provocative blogs naturally incite animated streams of conversation. But what I wasn’t prepared for was the level of Anger and Hate. I am referring to not the Blog owners themselves, but the people who post in response – I have seen incensed, excessive, expletive-laden rants resorting to petty name-calling when an opinion different than their own is posted. I always think the best of people until I have a reason not to. I’ve seen repeated hateful posts from some bloggers that lead me to believe that these individuals ARE incensed individuals who are intolerant, and filled with hate in their daily lives.

Our country allows us our Freedom of Speech, and it is a wonderful, magical thing and not to be taken for granted. Without, there would be no blogging. Fortunately for me, this freedom also allows me the choice to not read posts from people I find offensive.