Merry Christmas.
Tuesday, December 20, 2005
Nothing to see here.
Don't expect much from me for the next couple of weeks. I got things to do, places to go, people to see, food to eat.
Merry Christmas.
Merry Christmas.
Friday, December 16, 2005
Why I love my stepson.
Matt had to be at orchestra practice at 0700. This means I had to get up at 0600. (In civilian terms - WAY THE HELL EARLIER THAN I LIKE TO GET UP.)
5:51am - my alarm goes off, snooze
5:53am - his alarm goes off, snooze
6:00am - my alarm goes off, snooze
6:02am - his alarm goes off, snooze
6:09am - my alarm goes off, lay there
6:11am - his alarm goes off, snooze
6:11am - get up, go to his room, open door, "Matt! Get up."
6:11am - mmmmurrfmmmm
6:12am - go downstairs, let dog out, feed cat, get doughnuts and milk ready for Matt.
6:12am - nothing
6:13am - watch weather, gather crap that needs to leave the house with us, ie - backpacks, shoes, etc.
6:13am - nothing
6:20am - go upstairs, open his door, yell "MATT! GET UP!"
6:20am - mmmmmuurrrffmmm
6:20am - brush teeth, get dressed, wake Chris, tell him to get dressed, go downstairs, and not eat Matt's doughnuts
6:20am - staggers to bathroom
6:30am - knock on bathroom door, yell, "TEN MINUTES!"
6:30am - mumbles, "okay"
6:40am - sitting in family room waiting
6:40am - still upstairs
6:45am - waiting still yet
6:45am - finally comes down, starts wolfing down doughnuts and milk
6:47am - says, "Put on your shoes and get in the car", loads car with other boy and crap to take with us, starts car and backs it out of garage.
6:47am - still in house
6:55am - says a few choice words and bursts back into the house
6:55am - no where to be seen
6:56am - yell upstairs, "MATT! GET IN THE CAR!"
6:56am - spits out toothpaste, "okay"
6:57am - stands fuming in family room
6:57am - comes downstairs, "Did you get my phone?"
6:57am - head spinning, snaps, "Get your shoes on, I will look for your phone.", goes upstairs, pushes stacks of crap back from edge of bed and nightstand, finds phone under bed
6:57am - putting on shoes
6:58am - everyone in car and makes it to school in record time
7:05am - return home and start regular morning routine
7:10am - take blood pressure medicine
5:51am - my alarm goes off, snooze
5:53am - his alarm goes off, snooze
6:00am - my alarm goes off, snooze
6:02am - his alarm goes off, snooze
6:09am - my alarm goes off, lay there
6:11am - his alarm goes off, snooze
6:11am - get up, go to his room, open door, "Matt! Get up."
6:11am - mmmmurrfmmmm
6:12am - go downstairs, let dog out, feed cat, get doughnuts and milk ready for Matt.
6:12am - nothing
6:13am - watch weather, gather crap that needs to leave the house with us, ie - backpacks, shoes, etc.
6:13am - nothing
6:20am - go upstairs, open his door, yell "MATT! GET UP!"
6:20am - mmmmmuurrrffmmm
6:20am - brush teeth, get dressed, wake Chris, tell him to get dressed, go downstairs, and not eat Matt's doughnuts
6:20am - staggers to bathroom
6:30am - knock on bathroom door, yell, "TEN MINUTES!"
6:30am - mumbles, "okay"
6:40am - sitting in family room waiting
6:40am - still upstairs
6:45am - waiting still yet
6:45am - finally comes down, starts wolfing down doughnuts and milk
6:47am - says, "Put on your shoes and get in the car", loads car with other boy and crap to take with us, starts car and backs it out of garage.
6:47am - still in house
6:55am - says a few choice words and bursts back into the house
6:55am - no where to be seen
6:56am - yell upstairs, "MATT! GET IN THE CAR!"
6:56am - spits out toothpaste, "okay"
6:57am - stands fuming in family room
6:57am - comes downstairs, "Did you get my phone?"
6:57am - head spinning, snaps, "Get your shoes on, I will look for your phone.", goes upstairs, pushes stacks of crap back from edge of bed and nightstand, finds phone under bed
6:57am - putting on shoes
6:58am - everyone in car and makes it to school in record time
7:05am - return home and start regular morning routine
7:10am - take blood pressure medicine
Thanks for the forward, forward, forward
To All My Online Friends:
As the holidays approach, my heartfelt appreciation goes out to all of you who have taken the time and trouble to send me "forwards" over the past 12 months. Thank you for making me feel safe, secure, blessed, and wealthy.
Extra thanks to whoever sent me the one about rat crap in the glue on envelopes 'cause I now have to go get a wet towel every time I need to seal an envelope.
Also, I scrub the top of every can I open for the same reason. Because of your concern I no longer drink Coca Cola because it can remove toilet stains.
I no longer drink Pepsi or Dr Pepper since the people who make these products are atheists who refuse to put "Under God" on their cans.
In public washrooms, I never turn off the water unless a paper towel is handy since the faucet handle is still contaminated from anything I had on my hands before I turned it on.
I always double wash my fruit in boiling water since the rodents use it for a toilet while it is in shipment and storage.
I no longer use Saran wrap in the microwave because it causes cancer. I have tossed out all my teflon and T-Fal lined pots and pans for the same reason.
I no longer check the coin return on pay phones because I could be pricked with a needle infected with AIDS.
I no longer use cancer-causing deodorants even though I smell like a water buffalo on a hot day.
I no longer go to shopping malls because someone might drug me with a perfume sample and rob me.
I no longer receive packages by UPS or FedEx since they are actually from Al Qaeda in disguise.
I no longer answer the phone because someone will ask me to dial a number for which I will get a phone bill with calls to Jamaica, Uganda, Singapore, and Uzbekistan.
I no longer eat KFC because their "chickens" are actually horrible mutant freaks with no eyes or feathers.
I no longer have any sneakers -- but that will change once I receive my free replacement pair from Nike.
I no longer have to buy expensive cookies from Neiman Marcus since I now have their recipe.
Thanks to you, I have learned that your God only answers your prayers if I forward an e-mail to seven of my friends and make a wish within five minutes.
I no longer have any savings because I gave it to a sick girl who is about to die in the hospital (for the 1,387,258th time).
I no longer have any money at all - but that will change once I receive the $15,000 that Microsoft and AOL are sending me for participating in their special email program.
Yes, I want to thank you so much for looking out for me that I will now return the favor!
If you don't send this e-mail to at least 144,000 people in the next 7 minutes, a large pigeon with a wicked case of diarrhea will land on your head at 5:00 PM (EST) this afternoon. I know this will occur because it actually happened to a friend of my next-door neighbor's ex-mother-in-law's second husband's cousin's beautician.
Happy Holidays!
As the holidays approach, my heartfelt appreciation goes out to all of you who have taken the time and trouble to send me "forwards" over the past 12 months. Thank you for making me feel safe, secure, blessed, and wealthy.
Extra thanks to whoever sent me the one about rat crap in the glue on envelopes 'cause I now have to go get a wet towel every time I need to seal an envelope.
Also, I scrub the top of every can I open for the same reason. Because of your concern I no longer drink Coca Cola because it can remove toilet stains.
I no longer drink Pepsi or Dr Pepper since the people who make these products are atheists who refuse to put "Under God" on their cans.
In public washrooms, I never turn off the water unless a paper towel is handy since the faucet handle is still contaminated from anything I had on my hands before I turned it on.
I always double wash my fruit in boiling water since the rodents use it for a toilet while it is in shipment and storage.
I no longer use Saran wrap in the microwave because it causes cancer. I have tossed out all my teflon and T-Fal lined pots and pans for the same reason.
I no longer check the coin return on pay phones because I could be pricked with a needle infected with AIDS.
I no longer use cancer-causing deodorants even though I smell like a water buffalo on a hot day.
I no longer go to shopping malls because someone might drug me with a perfume sample and rob me.
I no longer receive packages by UPS or FedEx since they are actually from Al Qaeda in disguise.
I no longer answer the phone because someone will ask me to dial a number for which I will get a phone bill with calls to Jamaica, Uganda, Singapore, and Uzbekistan.
I no longer eat KFC because their "chickens" are actually horrible mutant freaks with no eyes or feathers.
I no longer have any sneakers -- but that will change once I receive my free replacement pair from Nike.
I no longer have to buy expensive cookies from Neiman Marcus since I now have their recipe.
Thanks to you, I have learned that your God only answers your prayers if I forward an e-mail to seven of my friends and make a wish within five minutes.
I no longer have any savings because I gave it to a sick girl who is about to die in the hospital (for the 1,387,258th time).
I no longer have any money at all - but that will change once I receive the $15,000 that Microsoft and AOL are sending me for participating in their special email program.
Yes, I want to thank you so much for looking out for me that I will now return the favor!
If you don't send this e-mail to at least 144,000 people in the next 7 minutes, a large pigeon with a wicked case of diarrhea will land on your head at 5:00 PM (EST) this afternoon. I know this will occur because it actually happened to a friend of my next-door neighbor's ex-mother-in-law's second husband's cousin's beautician.
Happy Holidays!
Thursday, December 15, 2005
Tuesday, December 13, 2005
Five Weird Habits of A Highly Weird Person
Count'em. Five. No more, no less.
1. I am beyond anal when it comes to the covers on my bed. They have to be smooth. I can not stand bumpy sheets. I have been known to tell David to get out of bed and help me straighten the covers! Gives me the willies just thinking about it.
2. I love odd food combinations: bananas and cheetos, french fries and peppermint milkshakes, etc.
3. I play Christmas music year 'round. Deal with it.
4. I don't like my hands to be dirty or icky. Touching raw meat drives me insane. I'm not OCD about it, but I need clean hands. Especially under the nails. Evidently I have been this way since I was little. Mom said I would come in the house and wash my hands and then go back outside to play some more.
5. I talk to people in other cars when I drive. Mostly the morons. I thought Chris' first word was going to be "Dumbass". Because of the dumbasses, I don't like to drive. People are idiots. (No, not you. You are pretty much perfect!)
What about you, you perfect, weird person? What weird habit do you have?
1. I am beyond anal when it comes to the covers on my bed. They have to be smooth. I can not stand bumpy sheets. I have been known to tell David to get out of bed and help me straighten the covers! Gives me the willies just thinking about it.
2. I love odd food combinations: bananas and cheetos, french fries and peppermint milkshakes, etc.
3. I play Christmas music year 'round. Deal with it.
4. I don't like my hands to be dirty or icky. Touching raw meat drives me insane. I'm not OCD about it, but I need clean hands. Especially under the nails. Evidently I have been this way since I was little. Mom said I would come in the house and wash my hands and then go back outside to play some more.
5. I talk to people in other cars when I drive. Mostly the morons. I thought Chris' first word was going to be "Dumbass". Because of the dumbasses, I don't like to drive. People are idiots. (No, not you. You are pretty much perfect!)
What about you, you perfect, weird person? What weird habit do you have?
Friday, December 09, 2005
Remember that time we...?
(From the Goober Queen)
Please post a comment with a completely fictional memory of you and me. It can be anything you want– good or bad, silly or stupid, believable or not – but it has to be fake.
Enjoy.
Please post a comment with a completely fictional memory of you and me. It can be anything you want– good or bad, silly or stupid, believable or not – but it has to be fake.
Enjoy.
Tuesday, December 06, 2005
Wednesday, November 30, 2005
Dream a little dream with me
I had a very odd dream last night. I have odd dreams quite often, but last night was a little odder than most.
It started out with one of my guy friends (GF) telling me that he was leaving. I was very upset (but kept up a happy face) and invited him over for supper. I left the place I was at (a theater of some sort) and rode a bicycle home. (Ha! As if.) I was riding to our old house in town and I almost skidded on some loose gravel. The house looked exactly like our old house from the outside except it didn't have the porch (It looks better that way.) When I pulled up in the driveway, GF was pulling up on his bicycle too. Weird thing was, he was wearing a suit. (The first time I ever saw him in real life, he was wearing a suit. I haven't seen him in one since.) I could tell that he had been crying and I reached up to wipe a tear and he pulled back. I asked what was wrong, but I don't remember what he said. I stepped up on the first step going into the house, turned around and hugged him and told him that it wasnt' going to be the same around here without him. We went into the house and I could hear a dog yapping. I looked out the window and my mom's old dog, Squeaky, was out back. (Squeaky has been dead for years.) I walked down the hall to the sliding door to take some food out to her and the door was partway open. The screen was shut. I was wondering why the door was open when no one was home and then I noticed my Granny was sleeping in the bedroom. (Granny has also been gone for years.) She woke up and started talking to me and I was so glad to be talking to her. I told her GF had came over to have supper with us. I fed Squeaky some dog food and then went down to the kitchen to make goulash. One of my female co-workers and her sister were already in the kitchen and we started putting together some goulash and laughing and having a grand old time.
Then I woke up.
I was enjoying the dream cause it ended happy, but then I started thinking about stuff. GF leaving. Crying. Wearing suit. Dead dog. Dead Granny. It started creeping me out. Is my GF gonna die? Was he wearing the suit for his funeral? Were the dead people there to take him? Why was I making goulash? I've never made goulash in my life. Why my old house? GF has never even been to my old house. How would he know how to get there? Why the co-worker? And her sister? I've only seen her sister a couple of times in my life.
Analyze...
It started out with one of my guy friends (GF) telling me that he was leaving. I was very upset (but kept up a happy face) and invited him over for supper. I left the place I was at (a theater of some sort) and rode a bicycle home. (Ha! As if.) I was riding to our old house in town and I almost skidded on some loose gravel. The house looked exactly like our old house from the outside except it didn't have the porch (It looks better that way.) When I pulled up in the driveway, GF was pulling up on his bicycle too. Weird thing was, he was wearing a suit. (The first time I ever saw him in real life, he was wearing a suit. I haven't seen him in one since.) I could tell that he had been crying and I reached up to wipe a tear and he pulled back. I asked what was wrong, but I don't remember what he said. I stepped up on the first step going into the house, turned around and hugged him and told him that it wasnt' going to be the same around here without him. We went into the house and I could hear a dog yapping. I looked out the window and my mom's old dog, Squeaky, was out back. (Squeaky has been dead for years.) I walked down the hall to the sliding door to take some food out to her and the door was partway open. The screen was shut. I was wondering why the door was open when no one was home and then I noticed my Granny was sleeping in the bedroom. (Granny has also been gone for years.) She woke up and started talking to me and I was so glad to be talking to her. I told her GF had came over to have supper with us. I fed Squeaky some dog food and then went down to the kitchen to make goulash. One of my female co-workers and her sister were already in the kitchen and we started putting together some goulash and laughing and having a grand old time.
Then I woke up.
I was enjoying the dream cause it ended happy, but then I started thinking about stuff. GF leaving. Crying. Wearing suit. Dead dog. Dead Granny. It started creeping me out. Is my GF gonna die? Was he wearing the suit for his funeral? Were the dead people there to take him? Why was I making goulash? I've never made goulash in my life. Why my old house? GF has never even been to my old house. How would he know how to get there? Why the co-worker? And her sister? I've only seen her sister a couple of times in my life.
Analyze...
A little help here...
Dear Lord,
Please, if it be Your will, don't let the Weaver family win The Amazing Race. If one or all of the family gets utterly and totally humiliated and maybe even a bone broken, that would be great.
Amen
Please, if it be Your will, don't let the Weaver family win The Amazing Race. If one or all of the family gets utterly and totally humiliated and maybe even a bone broken, that would be great.
Amen
Monday, November 28, 2005
Tooth Fairy
For those of you wanting to know...
The Tooth Fairy left five quarters (The boy is a quarter maniac. Before he went to bed that night he said, "I hope I get quarters cause gum costs a quarter.")
The TF also took the tooth from the envelope and put it in a My First Tooth display and left it under the pillow. Wasn't that nice of the TF?
The Tooth Fairy left five quarters (The boy is a quarter maniac. Before he went to bed that night he said, "I hope I get quarters cause gum costs a quarter.")
The TF also took the tooth from the envelope and put it in a My First Tooth display and left it under the pillow. Wasn't that nice of the TF?
Tuesday, November 22, 2005
Call it what it is.
Tiny little peeve of mine. It is called Thanksgiving not Turkey Day. Why do you insist on calling it Turkey Day? Stop it.
So what are you doing on Thanksgiving?
I'm making my famous Butterfinger Cookies and broccoli-cheese casserole and driving about an hour to my cousin's house for lunch. Then I'm going to load up and rush back to the house to make another broccoli-cheese casserole to take to a friend's house for supper.
My favorite Thanksgiving foods? Stuffing with cranberry sauce. I could just eat a plate of it. Sweet potatoes with marshmallows and pecans. Warm rolls. Pie. mmmmmmmm
So a shout out to my family in Texas. One to my interweb buddy Garrison. And one big one to all of my Peeps!
By the way, it is puhcahnz not pee-cans. A pee-can is what you use when you are out camping and you don't want to get up in the middle of the night and walk into the woods to pee.
So what are you doing on Thanksgiving?
I'm making my famous Butterfinger Cookies and broccoli-cheese casserole and driving about an hour to my cousin's house for lunch. Then I'm going to load up and rush back to the house to make another broccoli-cheese casserole to take to a friend's house for supper.
My favorite Thanksgiving foods? Stuffing with cranberry sauce. I could just eat a plate of it. Sweet potatoes with marshmallows and pecans. Warm rolls. Pie. mmmmmmmm
So a shout out to my family in Texas. One to my interweb buddy Garrison. And one big one to all of my Peeps!
By the way, it is puhcahnz not pee-cans. A pee-can is what you use when you are out camping and you don't want to get up in the middle of the night and walk into the woods to pee.
Monday, November 21, 2005
Paper Jungle
What does a Mac user do with a Dell catalog? We were a little bored Saturday night so we made an island with some trees and bushes.
Thursday, November 17, 2005
Wednesday, November 16, 2005
The end of the world as we know it.
So far this fall...
Baylor won a road game.
Kansas beat Nebraska.
Oklahoma City has a pro basketball franchise.
No Oklahoma State football player has been arrested for a serious felony offense.
Baylor won a road game.
Kansas beat Nebraska.
Oklahoma City has a pro basketball franchise.
No Oklahoma State football player has been arrested for a serious felony offense.
Friday, November 11, 2005
Self Portrait Friday
Here's me. About a year ago when I made (for the first and LAST time) Aunt Bill's Brown Candy. Notice the barstools. You have to stir this stuff for freakin' ever so I sat my butt down and took a load off.
Thursday, November 10, 2005
A-B-C... It's all about me
A is for Age - 37
B is for Booze –Hard Apple Cider or Margaritas
C is for Career – TV Producer/Director
D is for Dad’s name - Bill
E is for Essential items to bring to a party - Old Dutch Caramel Puffcorn
F is for Favorite article of clothing- Lubbock, TX Harley Davidson t-shirt
G is for Goof off thing to do - read, bubble bath, sleep
H is for Hometown - Coweta
I is for Instrument you play – Not a thing, but Matt plays the Cello
J is for Jam or Jelly you like - Seedless Blackberry
K is for Kids – Two
L is for Living arrangement – married 11 years
M is for Music I like – Pretty much anything. Offspring, TMBG, Norah Jones, Harry Connick Jr., B.B. King, Franz Ferdinand, John Lithgow
N is for Name of your first pet - Rusty
O is for overnight hospital stays – Three - appendix, headd trauma, c-section
P is for Phobias – (Quick note here...I went to Blingo to search for the word for the fear of vampires and I WON! I won a movie ticket, but I opted to get the $10 iTunes gift certificate instead! Go Vampires!) Vampires and pitch black.
Q is for Quote you like - To keep your marriage brimming, With love in the loving cup, Whenever you’re wrong, admit it; Whenever you’re right, shut up. - Ogden Nash or Home is where you can say anything you like because nobody listens to you anyway or Your brain is like a TV screen, when it goes blank, it's best if you turn the sound off or The grass withers and the flowers fade, but the word of God shall stand forever. – Isaiah 40:8 or For he shall give his angels charge over thee, to keep thee in all thy ways. They shall bear thee up in their hands, lest thou dash thy foot against a stone. – Psalm 91:11-12 or Our house his just a little house, but God knows where we live. (How about I just do a post on the quotes I like? There are a bunch.)
R is for Reason for blogging – To entertain my peeps.
S is for Siblings – Sigh, none.
T is for Texas , Ever been? Yeppers. Quite often, but not as much as I like.
U is for Unique trait – I can write backwards.
V if for Vegetable you love - Potatoes - boiled, fried, mashed, baked, hashed, etc
W is for Worst traits – Evidently, I nag.
X is for X-Rays you’ve had – Not so many on my body, but quite a few on my teeth.
Y is for Yummy food you make – Butterfinger cookies, broccoli-cheese casserole, mashed potatoes, grilled cheese
Z is for Zodiac sign – Taurus
B is for Booze –Hard Apple Cider or Margaritas
C is for Career – TV Producer/Director
D is for Dad’s name - Bill
E is for Essential items to bring to a party - Old Dutch Caramel Puffcorn
F is for Favorite article of clothing- Lubbock, TX Harley Davidson t-shirt
G is for Goof off thing to do - read, bubble bath, sleep
H is for Hometown - Coweta
I is for Instrument you play – Not a thing, but Matt plays the Cello
J is for Jam or Jelly you like - Seedless Blackberry
K is for Kids – Two
L is for Living arrangement – married 11 years
M is for Music I like – Pretty much anything. Offspring, TMBG, Norah Jones, Harry Connick Jr., B.B. King, Franz Ferdinand, John Lithgow
N is for Name of your first pet - Rusty
O is for overnight hospital stays – Three - appendix, headd trauma, c-section
P is for Phobias – (Quick note here...I went to Blingo to search for the word for the fear of vampires and I WON! I won a movie ticket, but I opted to get the $10 iTunes gift certificate instead! Go Vampires!) Vampires and pitch black.
Q is for Quote you like - To keep your marriage brimming, With love in the loving cup, Whenever you’re wrong, admit it; Whenever you’re right, shut up. - Ogden Nash or Home is where you can say anything you like because nobody listens to you anyway or Your brain is like a TV screen, when it goes blank, it's best if you turn the sound off or The grass withers and the flowers fade, but the word of God shall stand forever. – Isaiah 40:8 or For he shall give his angels charge over thee, to keep thee in all thy ways. They shall bear thee up in their hands, lest thou dash thy foot against a stone. – Psalm 91:11-12 or Our house his just a little house, but God knows where we live. (How about I just do a post on the quotes I like? There are a bunch.)
R is for Reason for blogging – To entertain my peeps.
S is for Siblings – Sigh, none.
T is for Texas , Ever been? Yeppers. Quite often, but not as much as I like.
U is for Unique trait – I can write backwards.
V if for Vegetable you love - Potatoes - boiled, fried, mashed, baked, hashed, etc
W is for Worst traits – Evidently, I nag.
X is for X-Rays you’ve had – Not so many on my body, but quite a few on my teeth.
Y is for Yummy food you make – Butterfinger cookies, broccoli-cheese casserole, mashed potatoes, grilled cheese
Z is for Zodiac sign – Taurus
Wednesday, November 09, 2005
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