*nose boop*

to lighten the mood

May you find peace, Mary

I found out this morning that a very dear friend decided to end her life last night by walking in front of a train. I've known Mary since around 1995, when she came to work at one of my company's nursing homes in Arkansas. She and I just clicked right away. We would both bemoan the lack of good men, and had the running joke that why couldn't the other one of us be a man or both of us become lesbians, because we would be perfect for each other, except we both wanted our partner to have a penis.

We had lost touch with each other a year after I had moved to Tennessee. A position had come open in the corporate office, Mary had applied, but didn't get it after thinking she had it in the bag, so she left the company and cut all ties. She had come back to the company a couple of years ago, and we had started getting close again.

And now she's gone. I will never hear her voice on the other end of the phone. Or get an email from her. We'll never go out for a beer together again. I'm sad and I'm angry.

Mary, your hair is perfect. I'm going to miss you so much. Aaaa-ooooooooo! I will always think of you when I hear this song.

I saw a werewolf with a Chinese menu in his hand
Walking through the streets of Soho in the rain
He was looking for the place called Lee Ho Fook's
Going to get a big dish of beef chow mein
Aaaa-ooooooooo Werewolves of London Aaaa-ooooooooo
Aaaa-ooooooooo Werewolves of London Aaaa-ooooooooo

If you hear him howling around your kitchen door
Better not let him in
Little old lady got mutilated late last night
Werewolves of London again
Aaaa-ooooooooo Werewolves of London Aaaa-ooooooooo
Aaaa-ooooooooo Werewolves of London Aaaa-ooooooooo

He's the hairy handed gent who ran amuck in Kent
Lately he's been overheard in Mayfair
You better stay away from him
He'll rip your lungs out, Jim
Huh, I'd like to meet his tailor
Aaaa-ooooooooo Werewolves of London Aaaa-ooooooooo
Aaaa-ooooooooo Werewolves of London Aaaa-ooooooooo

Well, I saw Lon Chaney walking with the Queen
Doing the werewolves of London
I saw Lon Chaney, Jr. walking with the Queen
Doing the werewolves of London
I saw a werewolf drinking a pina colada at Trader Vic's
His hair was perfect
Aaaa-ooooooooo Werewolves of London
Draw blood Aaaa-ooooooooo

Werewolves of London

I got a package!

Yay! When I got home, and looked to see where DS had put today's mail, I saw a big box! The excitement was building as I tried to tear into the box. After I finally get it open, my first thought was "you bitch!" Carey sent me a friggin' unicorn as part as my "prize" for her bloggy contest. Since there was also a cute card, a sucker, and a box of nuts & chews, I will let her live.

*smooch*

Thanks, sweetie!

Name change!

Captain Blade is now Stinkerbelle!



What are you looking at?


Unnh! My head hurts!


Look into my eyes... you will let me do what I want...you will feed me now...I will be sleeping on your bed...you will be sleeping else where... bwahahaha!


No more pictures!

Worst.Night.Of.Sleep.EV.AH!

Because I was feeling guilty about Cappy staying shut up in the little bathroom all day, and all night, and only getting out for a short time in the evenings, I decided last night to take her upstairs with me. I go into the bedroom, shut the door, take her into the bathroom with me, and put her down. As I'm getting ready for bed, she's exploring my bathroom. I leave the light on in the second half of the room, leave the door cracked, and go to bed. After laying there for a couple of minutes, I hear Cappy meow a couple of times - it's that "I'm lonely and I need something" meow. I get up, go in the bathroom and don't see her. (Note to self: expand on the disappearing cat bit later) She meows again, and I discover she's already in the bedroom. I go back in there, and she ducks under the bed. OK, fine, stay there. Turn off the light, get back in bed, and she gives me that same meow again within a minute. Get back up, turn on the light, and see her at the foot of the bed. Pick her up, put her on the bed, off with the lights, and lay down. For the next three hours, I was pounced on constantly. She kept batting at me, and jumping all over the bed. After she kept pricking me on the legs (to declaw or not?), I finally pulled the sheet over me for some protection. HA! She crawled under the sheet so she could continue attacking my bare legs. Finally, at 2:30, I took her back downstairs and put her back in that bathroom so I could actually sleep. Then my son decides to wake me up at 6:30.

Remind me again why I ever thought having anything living in the house with me was a good idea? (Child or cat, your choice)

The disappearing cat: I had mentioned on OT how, on the first night, she "disappeared", and we couldn't find her, until finally I found her behind the dryer. Last night, I had let her out of the bathroom so she could start to learn the house. She went upstairs, and had hid in the closet in Clint's bathroom. I got her out of there, and then shut all the doors upstairs. I really didn't think she would start exploring the WHOLE house that quickly. She hung out on the stairs for a while. I wasn't really concerned about her whereabouts for a while. Then I decided to look for her. (I had also blocked off the entry to the laundry room.) Couldn't find her at all. Clint was asleep on the loveseat, so I didn't really look over in that area very much. After about an hour, Clint woke up and discovered that she was on the love seat with him. She starts exploring again, and next thing I know, she's found out that there is a gap between my stove and the baseboard thingy. I was not aware of this. It took a long time to coax her out from there.

Captain Blade

I'm not crazy about the name, but since I told Clint he could name it, I guess I'll have to suck it up and deal. She loves perching on shoulders and backs.

I got a package! I got a package!

I love my T-shirt! And the the bath fizz thingies, too!

And just for Puffy, I'm posting a pic of the back of the shirt.



Update: I may have lost the t-shirt to my son. He really likes it, too.

Please???

Please let the hot weather go away, and autumn-type weather get here soon. Not only is this heat unbearable, but I went shopping today, and need cooler weather so I can wear my new shirts.







I plan on wearing this under a brown blazer:



I also got 2 new pairs of shoes:

These are called the Breezy leather wedge. I got this color and black.

*hops*

I am the proud owner of two, YES, TWO, Ice Cat bouncies! Woo Hoo!

Well, that sucks

So, last week, I picked up the 2nd book in the Black Jewels trilogy by Anne Bishop. While I was reading the book yesterday, it started coming apart. It came away from the backing in 3 or 4 sections. Do you have any idea how much that bothers my OCD-ness? I can't stand for my books to be messed up like that. I'm going to take it back to Barnes and Noble to see if they will exchange it for a new copy.

Update: Got my new copy of the book. Now I'm having to struggle with my desire for immediate gratification and my need for things to the same. The books in this trilogy are not new releases, but they are re-releasing them, this time in the trade paperback format. Originally, they were in the mass market paperback. As I was looking for this particular title to get my replacement copy, I found that B&N also has all 3 titles in stock, in the mass market paperback format. They also had an ombnibus copy, but that's a different kettle of fish altogether. So. Do I give in to my desire to know Right.Now. how the story ends, and buy the m.m. paperback, or wait until the 3rd title is released in a couple of months in the trade format, so that all 3 of my copies are in the same format. OR... do I just go into B&N, grab a copy of #3, sit down in one of the chairs and read the book now, and then come back my own copy when it's released in trade?

Nooooooooooooooooooooooooo!

I didn't make the finals in the tat contest. *pouts*
Oh, well. Guess I'll have to wait until I can afford to pay for it myself, before I get another one.

But I do want to thank all of you who voted and got me as far as I did go. *smooch*

It's quiz time!

I enjoy these quizzes. I know they're totally bogus, but some times, I think the answer is a fairly accurate assessment of me and my personality. And when I was reading this one, I thought, yeah, that's sort of me. I wouldn't complain about portion sizes, though. Then I got to the final statement.

What Your Pizza Reveals

You have a hearty appetite. You are likely to complain if a restaurant has small portions. You consider pizza to be bread... very good bread. You fit in best in the Midwest part of the US. You like food that's traditional and well crafted. You aren't impressed with "gourmet" foods. You are generous, outgoing, and considerate with your choices. You are carefree and friendly. You should consider traveling to Hawaii. The stereotype that best fits you is upper class preppy. You don't anything too ordinary or vulgar.

What Does Your Pizza Say About You?

That is so far off the mark to the point of being ludicrous. ME? Not do anything ordinary or vulgar? Bwahahahahaha! What else would you call a woman who once farted rather loudly in the store, and then turned to her son and said his name in a horrified voice, as if it was he that farted. So there's the vulgar part. And I would say I'm a very ordinary person. I've never done anything super exciting or adventurous or exotic.

Be nice

A lot of times, I don't read the comments on other people's blogs. Unless I'm participating, it seems like eavesdropping on a conversation. Typos & misspelled words amuse me. I just read the comments on someone's blog, and there is a typo/spelling error that made me LOL. I wanted to make fun of it, but I don't want to hurt the person's feelings. It's just... the way they misspelled that word, makes it mean something completely different.

The English language is funny that way. Do other languages have the same quirks? Two words, pronounced the same, spelt differently, two completely different meanings - two words, spelt the same, pronounced differently? Or are the words not really pronounced the same, and it's just my so-called accent?

Anyway... I'm not going to say who made the comment or what it was, because I don't know if the person would take it as a joke, or take it as a snide comment. Since it's someone I really like, and wouldn't hurt for anything, I'm going to be nice.

YES!!!!

I made to round 4!!!!!! You guys are the greatest! I appreciate ya'll voting for me! So, you know, if you have nothing better to do, go vote for #86! *smooch*
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Round 3 - Go vote!

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#86


Woo Hoo! I made it past the second cut into round 3! Thank you all so much for helping me with this!

Randomness

Just call me "wrong way".

Sunday, Arkieboy wanted to go to church where our neighbors go. We had went there once before (last year, I think). I felt pretty confident that I still knew how to get there. Sunday school started at 9:00. At 10 after 8:00, I told Arkieboy I needed to go put gas in the car, and asked if he wanted to come with me, and head on to the church, or if he would prefer I come back by the house and pick him up. He decided to come with me. So, we go to the gas station, and are back on the highway, heading west out of town at 8:23. At 8:29, I'm making a right turn on the road that I was pretty sure was the right one. I know that I will have to make a left turn off of this road. We pass two roads, that I'm sure are not the right ones, and drive a little bit further. I tell Arkieboy that I don't remember driving this far down the road, and maybe this was not the right road. We turn around, and I get back on the main highway, heading further west. When we get to the N.T. bridge, I know I've missed the road somewhere, because we did *NOT* pass under the bridge the first time we went to this church. We turn around and head back towards town. I'm driving slow, and looking at each street sign, checking for the right name. I never see it. I know where that particular street starts, and drive into town to get on that end, and head back west. We follow this road, and come to a left turn. Arkieboy says that's the road. I say no, and keep going straight. Eventually, I see another street sign. Guess what? Yep, another u-turn, and we head back to the road Arkieboy said to turn on. Follow it to the end, which is back on the road we first turned on way up ^there^. Follow it almost to the end, which would put us back on the highway, so I make a quick turn onto the first road we passed earlier, that I was sure wasn't the right one. It wasn't. So, one more u-turn, back on to H.Road and turning on the second road that I was sure wasn't the right one. It wasn't. Another turn around, get back on H. Road, and we pass one road, that I just don't think is right. We're driving, driving, driving, and I *KNOW* I've gone too far. Turn around AGAIN! Decide I need to try that last road that I thought was wrong. Almost miss it, but still make the turn. It's the right one! Yay! Finally, at 9:20, we've arrived. Did I mention that arkieboy hates being late? I tried to spin it as being 40 minutes early for the church service instead of 20 minutes late for Sunday School. He wasn't buying it. I hate to be late, too, and am not going to walk in somewhere new, and not know where I'm supposed to be when I'm late, so we wait out in the car until a few minutes before 10:00.

After the services, our neighbor invites us to go eat Chinese with them, as several people from the church go eat at this one place after church every Sunday. The first time we went to this church, we went out afterwards with the neighbors to this restaurant. Arkieboy wants to go, so I say sure. As we get out to the car, arkieboy asks if I think we should wait and just follow the neighbors. No, I say, I know where this place is, no problem. I get out on the road, going in the right direction, and this road ends at Hwy ###. I have to turn either right or left. I go left, because I *know* where I'm going. To be funny, as soon as I turn, I say to arkieboy, Oh! I think I should have gone the other way. Ha! Ha! Ha! He wasn't as amused by that as I was. I pass a particular road, and know that I really should have turned right. I turn around and head back. I find the place. Thankfully, the neighbors haven't made it yet.

I had told the neighbor lady about my misdirection when we went inside the church. Somehow, it came up again while we were eating, so I told the amusing story again to everyone at the table, and then had to add the latest misadventure.

After lunch, we walked outside. Arkieboy asks if I know how to get home. Then neighbor lady walks up and asks the same question. Oddly enough, I usually can find my way straight home. (Ok, so there have been a couple of times when I couldn't do it the first attempt.)

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OK, I never thought I would see that.

I had to stop by the store this evening to pick up a particular feminine product. As I am walking down the aisle, there is this guy standing in front of the shelf where this product is displayed. As I get closer, he turns to me and asks if I can help him. Sure. He says "I need the pads with wings. Well, *I* don't need them, but..." He picks up one package and asks if they have wings. They didn't so I showed him on another package what the picture of the winged type look like. He gets what he needs, thanks me, and says he's new to this.

So... a man who will not only buy pads, but will ask someone for help instead of just grabbing the first package he sees before anyone sees him on that aisle. LOL.

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Reality Show message boards

It seems like so many of the forums are so slow this season. Is it because the shows all suck this year? (Seems like that would have more people posting, to bash the shows). Are we all just burnt out? Are people going somewhere else to post?

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Weekend plans

Arkieboy wants to see the Simpsons Movie. He wanted to go to the first showing, which is at noon tomorrow. I Fandango'd a ticket for him, and will take him to the office with me in the morning, and then drop him off on my lunch break. We may go see it together tomorrow evening. That will depend on whether he likes it enough to see it twice. Saturday, after I work out, we will go shopping for school clothes. I will also need to pick up door hinges. Anyone know anything about hanging a door? We were moving the couch from the living room into the bonus room for arkieboy the other night, and had to take the door off the hinges. We couldn't get it back on, and we couldn't remove the pins to try it that way, because the painters who painted the house before I bought it painted all over the hinges and pin. I went and bought some new hinges, but the holes aren't the same as the old one hinges' holes, and I don't want to try to drill more holes. I'm hoping to find some just like the old ones. If not, I will be calling a handyman company, and have them come out and hang the door back for me.

Time to vote again

AACK!!! I gave y'all the wrong number. I've corrected it now. I'm number 86, not whatever I said before!

Yes! Yes! I made the first cut! But I still need your help! Please vote for me again!
Remember this is the tat to vote for, please, please, please!

I think this link will work: to vote for #86!

Happy Birthday to my pride and joy

16 years ago, you came into this world and changed my life for the better. Happy 16th birthday!

Thank you to those of you who have voted for my tattoo. You can vote once per day per email address, and the voting runs through the week. The contest runs for a few weeks, so *crosses fingers that I make the cut* For those of you who haven't voted, why not? Jen posted a link to the voting site in one of her comments in the post below- thank you so much, Jen! I still can't get to that site unless I use your shortcut. Something on my computer must be blocking it from working correctly. Please be sure after you vote to then check your email and verify your vote. Please, please? *puppy dog eyes*

And in an abrupt change of subject, I want this cookbook:

I was at Hastings the other day with arkieboy, and saw this. I didn't buy it because it was $35, and I wanted to wait and see what I could get it for at Barnes & Noble - good thing, with my membership discount, it will cost me $25.16 if I order it online, and since it's over $25, free shipping!