Wednesday, August 30, 2006

A bad case of the blahs

I really want to blog today and be witty and full of fun.....but I have a major case of the blahs. I think that this has been brought on by my husbands' cold and my childrens' allergies.

Apparently after four consecutive nights of intermittent sleep....it starts to catch up with you. As for now, there is no light at the end of the tunnel. Nope. The babysitter just called and she claims Mr. B has been up ALL day (no nap) and has been coughing his head off. GREAT! Why, OH WHY, do my children have such bad allergies? I thought since I have them so bad that it was like "taking one for the team", and my children would be passed over. Apparently not.

Does anyone have a good remedy for the blah's?

Wednesday, August 23, 2006

Maybe eBay


Several months ago I received a call from my mom. Apparently they had a baby calf that wasn't thriving. Not sure if the mother didn't have enough milk or what..... The calf was ours for the taking provided we would bottle feed it and raise it to the age that it would then be sold. Of course, the proceeds from the calf would go to our kids' savings account.

We successfully bottle fed the calf and kids really enjoyed this twice daily chore. However, the time came prior to our trip to Colorado for the calf to be weaned. We turned it out into the pasture with our horses (all males) to graze away, growing and enjoying life.

Little did we know how much they would ALL begin enjoying life. Apparently the calf felt like it had been stripped away from its mother prematurely and still felt the NEED to nurse....and so it adopted the horses....and nurse it does. And since male horses don't have teats... well, you guessed it. They have definitely bonded. My husband jokes that this calf may indeed be "mans'" best friend.

I wonder how much I could get for it on eBay?

Never again...

Today is a turning point for me. Last night I received in the mail a letter from the Publishers Clearinghouse Sweepstakes. Apparently, I did not win the "Grand Prize Jackpot". Nope.... I am not sure who did, but it obviously wasn't me. In an effort to sweeten me up a little they offered me a "consolation prize". This consisted of 6 $400.00 coupons to be redeemed for specific items. FORGET THEM! I didn't want a "consolation prize". I wanted the real deal.

Never again will I flip through thousands of stickers looking for the appropriate ones to stick on the outside of the provided envelope....subsequently living with the taste of glue in my mouth for weeks on end. NOPE. NOT ME. I am done with the PCS.

I soooo should have won........................

Wednesday, August 16, 2006

Would you join me?

Has anyone heard of this before? A sales woman that used to frequent the funeral home called yesterday and stated that she has changed jobs and in the meantime she was doing "ear stapling". (First off I should state that this particular woman seems to have her stuff together, is poised, well educated....and so on.) I thought that I surely hadn't heard her right. She went ahead to tell me that a stainless steel "staple" is "stapled" into a specific pressure point (depending on your needs) of your ear. This is supposed to help with the following: stress relief, migranes, smoking cessation and weight loss. If your ear is staples for weight loss, on average a person will lose between 4 and 7 lbs a week. Of course, with everything, it doesn't work for everyone, but apparently has worked for many. The staple stays in for 5-6 weeks, as it becomes ineffective after this point, and is then removed. Sounds weird, but interesting.

Oh yeah, the really weird and out there part.......they do parties. You know, like home interior, tupperware, pampered chef, etc..... The hostess gets her ear stapled free. I am almost tempted to throw one. Would you come?

Monday, August 14, 2006

Pedi....cure?

I have always heard of people who clean their house before the cleaning lady comes.......

I have now fallen into a different, but similiar, category. I am among the leagues who don't get pedicures until their feet get......(well, for lack of a better word, I am throwing the English language to the wind and will say)........not so gross. Bad grammer, yes. Conveys the message...yes, again.

I received a gift certificate for a pedicure, facial and massage from my boss for my 30th birthday. I have been holding on to this for two reasons. 1.) I am busy and 2.) I am gross. This salon is in part owned by a girl I went to school with.... a rather perfect looking/acting girl, I went to school with.

I do not want her to see my nasty feet. Normally I think my feet are just fine and not really, what I would call, unattractive feet. However, last summer kicked off their annual summer molting. As I am typing this I can pull off hardened chunks of skin that have already starting peeling off. Hideous? yes! Gross? With out a doubt! But apparently not gross enough for me to get down to business and do some heavy duty maintenance and repair work.

I think I have an aversion to lotion. I definately have one to socks. Unless I am outside, and it is winter, I do not wear socks. And in order for me to put lotion on my feet, I would have to follow that up with socks......and I prefer to go bare footed inside..... But today, as I am peeling away layers I think that starting tonight I must overcome....and lotion up and put on socks as soon as arriving home. Then, maybe, my feet will become pedicure worthy.

Friday, August 11, 2006

Random thoughts, too

My kids are really cute and I love them alot. (just looked at a picture)

My eyes are watering so much lately that the skin around them is raw.

Why does my cousin go through cycles of "the silent treatment"?

I wonder when I will be able to afford the new entertainment center I want to (pretty much) complete my living room.

I hear the movie Talladega nights is really good.

My husband and I need a night out to the movies .

I think I will fix enchiladas for supper tonight.

I have my first major wrinkle and it is under my eye. It kinda makes it look puffy but it actually isn't, it is just wrinkled. I tried to blame it on the pink eye I caught a month ago, but I bet that isn't it.

Will I ever get that big wall in Miss L's room decorated? Should I try working with the old window from the auction.......and maybe add in the sign that says "Fairy Tales Really Do Come True" above it....... or just save my money for a mural. I don't know what else would go with antique furniture and a patchwork quilt???

Is is cruel to let your child believe that "fairy tales really do come true" when I haven't really seen any concrete evidence of that yet.

I know this has been asked before, but, WHY is there braille on drive-thru ATM's?

Wednesday, August 09, 2006

Why did the chicken cross the road??????

(I just received this in an email.......thought it was funny. )

DR. PHIL: The problem we have here is that this chicken won't realize
that he must first deal with the problem on "THIS" side of the road
before it goes after the problem on the "OTHER SIDE" of the road. What
we need to do is help him realize how stupid he's acting by not taking
on his "CURRENT" problems before adding "NEW" problems.

OPRAH: Well I understand that the chicken is having problems, which
is why he wants to cross this road so bad. So instead of having the
chicken learn from his mistakes and take falls, which is a part of
life, I'm going to give this chicken a car so that he can just drive
across the road and not live his life like the rest of the chickens.

GEORGE W. BUSH: We don't really care why the chicken crossed the
road. We just want to know if the chicken is on our side of the road,
or not. The chicken is either against us, or for us. There is no
middle ground here.

DONALD RUMSFELD: Now to the left of the screen, you can clearly see
the satellite image of the chicken crossing the road.

ANDERSON COOPER/CNN: We have reason to believe there is a chicken,
but we have not yet been allowed to have access to the other side of
the road.

JOHN KERRY: Although I voted to let the chicken cross the road, I am
now against it! It was the wrong road to cross, and I was misled about
the chicken's intentions. I am for it now, and will remain against it.

JUDGE JUDY: That chicken crossed the road because he's GUILTY! You
can see it in his eyes and the way he walks.

PAT BUCHANAN: To steal the job of a decent, hardworking American.

MARTHA STEWART: No one called me to warn me which way that chicken
was going. I had a standing order at the Farmer's Market to sell my
eggs when the price dropped to a certain level.

DR SEUSS: Did the chicken cross the road? Did he cross it with a
toad? Yes, the chicken crossed the road, but why it crossed I've not
been told.

ERNEST HEMINGWAY: To die in the rain. Alone.

JERRY FALWELL: Because the chicken was gay! Can't you people see the
plain truth in front of your face? The chicken was going to the "other
side." That's why they call it the "other side." Yes, my friends, that
chicken is gay. And if you eat that chicken, you will become gay too.
I say we boycott all chickens until we sort out this abomination that
the liberal media whitewashes with seemingly harmless phrases like
"the other side." That chicken should not be free to cross the road.
It's as plain and simple as that!

GRANDPA: In my day we didn't ask why the chicken crossed the road.
Somebody told us the chicken crossed the road, and that was good
enough.

BARBARA WALTERS: Isn't that interesting? In a few moments, we will be
listening to the chicken tell, for the first time, the heart warming
story of how it experienced a serious case of molting, and went on to
accomplish its life long dream of crossing the road.

JOHN LENNON: Imagine all the chickens in the world crossing roads
together - in peace.

ARISTOTLE: It is the nature of chickens to cross the road.

BILL GATES: I have just released eChicken2006, which will not only
cross roads, but will lay eggs, file your important documents, and
balance your check book. Internet explorer is an integral part of
eChicken. The Platform is much more stable and will never cra...#@&&^(
C \..... reboot.

ALBERT EINSTEIN: Did the chicken really cross the road, or did the
road move beneath the chicken?

BILL CLINTON: I did not cross the road with THAT chicken. What is
your definition of chicken?

AL GORE: I invented the chicken!

COLONEL SANDERS: "Did I miss one?"

Bedtime discussions with a three year old

Horses
Dogs
Crocodiles
Cats
Shoes
Snakes
Socks
Cows......................

Things that don't have eyebrows.

Sunday, August 06, 2006

We Are Back!


Just thought that I would let everyone know that we are back! I know everyone has been anxiously awaiting our arrival....counting the days until we returned, I am sure.

This is a pic of our "gang". The trip was alot of fun, found out things about myself, as well as my family..... one of which is that I definately do not like being on the top of a mountain during a lightning storm..... seems like a no-brainer, huh?