Waddle

Waddle Little Man! Waddle as fast as your short stubby legs can take you!

And don't drop the egg on the ice 'cause it will freeze in a matter of seconds and your woman will be peeved when she gets back from stuffing her pie hole and there isn't an egg/baby waiting.

I digress.

Down another pound. I'm trying. It's hard.

Titles make my head hurt.

I'm still here! I haven't left you! I heart you!

I've been busier than a one-eyed man at a burlesque show.

Me and the boy went over to Pascha's last night. (She's a SAHM and a Homeschooler, but don't hold it against her. heheheheh.)

If Aimee would overcome her fear of new people, she would see what a brilliant personality I have! No pressure though.

More when the burlesque show is over.

Don't believe everything you hear. You hear?

Ten Top Trivia Tips about Sherry!

1. Sherry is the only bird that can swim but not fly.
2. Peanuts and Sherry are beans.
3. Sherry can remain conscious for fifteen to twenty seconds after being decapitated!
4. In 1982 Time Magazine named Sherry its 'Man of the Year'.
5. Sherry kept at the window will keep vampires at bay.
6. Sherryocracy is government by Sherry!
7. Some hotels in Las Vegas have Sherry floating in their swimming pools.
8. Reindeer like to eat Sherry.
9. There is actually no danger in swimming right after you eat Sherry, though it may feel uncomfortable.
10. Most bottles and jars contain at least twenty-five percent recycled Sherry.

I am interested in - do tell me aboutherhimitthem

Don't drink after me.

I take my own blanket to the doctor's office on Friday. I crawl up on the examination table to wait. I have a light misting of sweat on my brow. I lay back and put my arm over my eyes to block the light. I get chilly so I fluff the blanket out to cover up. I get warm again so I get down off the table and sit on one of the (uncomfortable)chairs. I put my elbows on my thighs and hang my head. Once again I pull the blanket around me.

The doctor enters and immediately lays his palm on my cheek. "You're hot. Let me go get the thermometer."
"100.7"
"Yeah, and my normal is 97.4"
He looks at my throat and says, "You're sick. What can I get you?"
"A babysitter."
We laugh.

As he is writing *another* script for antibiotics, (This time I tricked him. No piddly sinus infection this time! No sirree Bob. Strep throat. Woot! I feel twelve again.)he says, "You're burning hot."
"Thanks" I say, tossing my shoulder length, Nutrisse Garnier Chocolate Peanut Butter hair.
We laugh again.

I did sneak out of the house on Saturday to the school carnival. $20 for the game/food tickets and the boy a school shirt.

$5.00 for last minute raffle tickets. Good call. I walked off with a long-sleeved orange OSU t-shirt and a gift bag with a cup, pencil, rubbber bracelet, key chain, and a $20 gift certificate to my choice of three restaurants and/or their clothing store. I'm thinking some tomato soup, an order of cheese toast, and a shirt off of the clearance rack. Yeah baby.

Feeling lucky, I head to Hobby Lobby to grab some more yarn and woot! more luck - half off all knitting supplies and the store brand yarn. I ended up getting two more sizes of the looms I have been using HALF OFF! Crazy me. I made four more scarfs this weekend. I'm addicted. I even kept setting down my book I have been reading to make a scarf. Weird. I don't really need a crap-load of scarves but I can't help myself. Anyone want a scarf? $20. Same as in town.

I did take a pause to make a pillow out of a Taco Bell t-shirt my mom had. Yo quiero Taco Bell.

I should get sick more often...

Seriously?

This just happened to me. I was in the office next door fighting with some electronics (they were winning) and had the following converstation with a student worker.

SW - Can you help me work the typewriter?
Me - Sure. What do you need?
SW - (Holds up an address label) I need to type an address on here.
Me - Er...okay. Here is your paper guide and you stick the paper in like this...
SW - Where's my paper guide?
Me - Right here. (Points to paper guide)
SW - Oh! Okay.
Me - Then you can use the paper up or paper down to move the paper where you need it to be. You can use the tab button to move to the position you want. Here, I'll set you a tab for the label. (Sets tab) Then when you hit enter, you can tab over to where you need to be. (Hits tab)
SW - Okay. (Pause) So it's just like a computer?
Me - Uh, yeah.

I'm Telling!

Hey Aunt Gladys. Your daughter is making fun of me over on her blog. I was only six! I couldn't help my sock situation!

That's Right!

Baby Bear goes downstairs and sits in his small chair at the table, he looks into his small bowl. It is empty. "Who's been eating my porridge?!!" he squeaks.

Papa Bear arrives at the big table and sits in his big chair. He looks into his big bowl, and it is also empty. "Who's been eating my Porridge?!!" he roars.

Momma Bear puts her head through the serving hatch from the kitchen and yells, "How many times do we have to go through this with you? It was Momma Bear who got up first, it was Momma Bear who woke everyone in the house, it was Momma Bear who made the coffee, it was Momma Bear who unloaded the dishwasher from last night, and put everything away, it was Momma Bear who went out in the cold early morning air to fetch the newspaper, it was Momma Bear who set the table, it was Momma Bear who put the dog out and filled his water and food dish, and, now that you've decided to drag your sorry bear- buns downstairs, and grace Momma Bear's kitchen with your grumpy presence, listen good, cause I'm only going to say this one more time.

"I HAVEN'T MADE THE DAMN PORRIDGE YET !!

Amen Sister-Bear

Loser

I've started Nutrisystem. Follow my progress with the penguin up top. Wish me luck!

Here is something I read this morning that I thought I would share. I totally agree with this woman.

My new hobby (for now)

Here are photos of the two scarves I made this weekend. I didn't want to drape them over a chair so I had a couple of co-workers model them. They are to die for. (The scarves, not the co-workers.)

(Click to biggy-fy any of the photos on the page.)

A loverly pink and purple "Frosting" yarn.


I love the colors in this one.


Yes, I do have a glider rocker in my office. It is the place to be for a relaxing rock. I'll even put some nice music on and dim the lights for you.

I'm dreaming of a white January 10th

We had a record breaking 76 degrees here on Saturday.

We woke up this morning to this.



45 miles north of us had 11 inches of snow.


Tomorrow it is supposed to a high of 61.


Will Rogers was right. "If you don't like the weather in Oklahoma, wait a minute!"

Christmas Break Photos

You know you wanted to see'em...

My boys.


Me and Dave


Talking guy stuff.


Me and my shadow. Right after he pegged me in the back with a clump of salt.


Mmmmm....salty.


Our family's Christmas Eve lunch. Free hotdogs and hamburgers from Barnett Harley-Davidson eaten on the tailgate. Go us! (Notice no potato chips? I sure did. Cheapskates.)


I can see our house from here! It is the brown one. Oh, wait, THEY ARE ALL BROWN!


Look! Me and my bike. I got to sit on it. I got to ride it 50 yards. Notice the lack of chrome. Let's keep it that way, Dave.


Matt up high.


The Fam Damily.


Chris up high.


A boy happy to see his dad.


All systems go.

Ooops, I did it again.

I just won on Blingo again. Sign up to be my friend and then search your heart out. It is just like searching with Google (in fact, it is search with Google) but you can win stuff! Do it now!

More Tabby photos

I got Tabby when she was three months old. I miss her so much.

The vet called just when I was heading out about 3pm to get the boys to leave for El Paso on the 21st and I had to make the decision right then to have her put down. It was very hard. I did get to go see her that morning and spend some time alone with her. It was weird because she didn't seem sick, but I knew that she was. She had gone from my fat cat of 15+ pounds six months ago to a whopping 6.4 pounds. It was like petting bones. We don't do anything halfway in my family. She had Chylothorax.



Artsy-fartsy


Say "Cheese!"...or not.


She loved being under/behind the couch. Or in a bag or a suitcase.


She put up with my crap. A lot.

My good friend

Tabbycat
Originally uploaded by Sherrypg.

You were a good friend
They don't make them quite like you
And in my memory
You'll always be
A good, good friend to me

Tabby Elizabeth Cat
July 7, 1991 - December 21, 2005