Wednesday, March 31, 2004

Today was one of my "burn vacation" days and I don't think I like taking a day in the middle of the week off. I don't want to go to work tomorrow! How did I spend my off time - hold on to your hats, I scrubbed the shower, toilet, sink and mirror (yep, let the toothpaste flicks build up a little to much). Wow, such a thrill.

Mom is planning for her and dad's death and I don't like it. She's buying new furniture but qualifies it by saying this is the last bed we will buy. The lazy boys she's just bought are supposed to last them through to the end too. Ugh! I wish she would quit saying that stuff. They are both in their middle sixties and I just don't need her pointing these things out to me. They've done all the proper planning but do I need her to tell every word of it- I want to live in denial! Anyway, tonight was another heavy hauling getting the new recliner in the house. Mom has a tendency to laugh at us while we are doing all the heavy lifting. Dad gets somewhat pissed when she does then I start giggling - I have a bad habit of finding "Angry Dad" funny. I always have and it's always got me in trouble. At this time in my life I realize I needed to have a brother or get a husband before mom orders anymore furniture or start demanding that they pay for delivery (which will never happen!).

I've learned that I hate MSN messenger! I signed up because Army Nephew uses that and basically said that email was too tedious. Since he wanted me to get this I did but it's way squirrelly. We chatted a little last night which was a hoot! He is venturing out and learning a little about the country. He tried Kimshe (don't know if I am spelling that right) but it is fermented cabbage - ugh! He's learned how to say dog - I think as precaution not to accidentally order that a restaurant. He's doing well, so I am calm right now.

I've got nothing else so I guess that's enough for now.

Tuesday, March 30, 2004

I think I've waited to late to start this. I am tired so I'll apologize in advanced for the spastic nature in this posting. I am sitting here watching Greta (Can't Spell Her Last Name) on Fox and Henry Kissinger is on - I love that man but hells bells he's so hard to understand and I want to help spell out whatever he is saying! Okay, okay, I won't go onto the issues but he is my hero!

Sorry guys, but I have to do some blog slamming here. ICE IS NOTHING SCARED? Please, DD's pooping habits are no place for a blog! LMAO! I believe those over in the small building have entirely too much time on their hands. Next we will discussing "Tampons versus Pads."

For all you parents out there I think you can get a hoot out of this. My Friend Maggie (who's a fabulous writer even in emails) sent me this note. It had me rolling in the floor and very envious of her even her troubles with her two-year-old son.

She wrote: "Remember that garage sale I told you about? Well, I had a bunch of stuff sitting on the dining room table (including a permanent black magic marker) and while I was in the laundry room doing some laundry THE BOY somehow got the marker and decided that he was the next Picasso! I mean, in less than 5 minutes he had almost every wall on the first floor covered with permanent ink! And not just little scribbles, not my boy, he had to do BIG markings (at least a foot high by 1 to 4 feet in length) no kidding! I about had 10 cows! Permanent ink pretty much lives up to its name, too. The only thing that I found that even faded it a little was finger nail polish remover. Of course, that ate the paint off the walls! So, now we have to repaint the downstairs, and it was just completely painted 2 years ago!

Then, later on in the week, he slammed his hand in the front door! His thumb swelled up and I had to take him to the ER. 6 x-rays later the doctor tells me that it's not broken (a good thing) but it is severely sprained. So, they put a splint on it and told me to keep it on him for 3 days! A lifetime for a child -he had that thing off before I even got him back to the car! And to top it all off, C's new health insurance (which has zero deductible) doesn't start until April 1st. His old health insurance has a $500 deductible (of course) which started over at the beginning of the year and we which we hadn't met yet. So, we are probably going to end up paying for the ER visit, the x-rays, and the splint, the doctor's fee, etc. out of pocket which will meet the deductible I'm sure. A lot of good it will do us since we will be switching over to the new company on the 1st! Insurance companies ~ can't stand 'em!

Anyway, N is 2. In his short life he has made 5 trips to the ER! He has had stitches, staples, and now adds x-rays to his growing list of accomplishments.

Oh...we got the kids a trampoline this last weekend! We ARE gluttons for punishment."


Enough for now!

Monday, March 29, 2004

"Monday, Monday" I am hearing Neal Diamond singing to me. After my plumeria bath salted soak and relaxing...I started catching up on my all my friends I've neglected lately. The strange things about blogging - if I have nothing to say I tend to just be spastic and that's okay but if you send spastic emails people think your strange...why is that?

I've finally heard from Army Nephew and he sent me pics of Korea. I am so envious of his opportunities to see the world but here's a mental picture for you...Private Dana. Okay, stop laughing, I know my limitations and joining the military would have been beyond the limit. I can't pee outside in the woods - they would have had to discharge me on that alone. Don't know why, I just have a mental block on that one. Running? Yeah, right! I would have had a stroke before basic training would have been a week old. The gun stuff I would have been okay on, being raised by a hunter and all - but I'd blow that too somehow. Anyway, Army Nephew is getting to see some really neat things!

Free Association time:
  1. Pitbull: Run Seamus Run
  2. TD: OU
  3. Carter: Reagan
  4. Japan: Ninja
  5. 50: to close
  6. Streak: "Don't look Ethel"
  7. Rifle: Bambi
  8. Trap: Thumper
  9. Easter: "Thank You Easter Bunny
  10. Mitt: Hot Dogs.

Okay to tired to throw these into a story. Happy day! Happy day!

Sunday, March 28, 2004

Whirlwind weekend! Friday night, I helped mom and dad take up a new king size head board and foot board for their bedroom but there was a snag. First those things where way to big to make the turn from the stairs into the bedroom. So we decided to pull them over the balcony. Problem - dad, mom and me only make three and they were too heavy for one person to manipulate by him or herself. So, once again the whirl wind of idiots was in play. I stood on the ladder and hoisted the headboard up to my dad. He held on to the headboard dangling over the balcony while I ran into the house through the entry way, kitchen, living rom up the stairs out to the balcony to help dad pull it over - then repeated! It scared me to death - I thought dad might drop the thing before I could get up there or that he would try to pull it over by himself and hurt himself or bend mom's wrought iron balcony (the other problem!).

Then on Saturday - dad and I went to Sam's Warehouse - our ritual in father/daughter bonding. To understand this, first you need to know that my dad is a very quiet man and doesn't really chit chat and emotional displays are non-existent. Don't get me wrong, he feels strongly he just doesn't show it. We tease him but he just sits there and takes it, usually not responding. Mom and I will be rolling in the floor laughing and dad will just grin - it is the funniest thing. Okay, back to the original thought....we went to Sam's and dad's the driver of the shopping cart. I only needed new pillows for my bed but I know that dad has to stroll through the tool section. We start strolling down that isle -

"there's my next air compressor," he says.

"What's wrong with yours?"

"Nothing, but that's my next air compressor," he starts grinning.

"When do you plan to get this?" I tease.

He grins bigger not answering...

"Dad?"

"When either mine breaks or I get the nerve to ask your mother for something I don't need," he said not looking at me.

"Better hope it breaks soon then," I replied.

He chuckled out loud.

I love these silly moments we have together. I am a luckiest girl in the world - I know this and I am truly thankful for both my dad and my mom.

I received email from Army Nephew and things seem to be going well. I am so excited for him getting to see the world and hope he able to enjoy and appreciate it as well as do his job.

Enough for now, I am hungry!

Thursday, March 25, 2004

I am so happy! (Happy! Happy! Joy! Joy!) At this moment, I am sitting in my living room, in my pj's with a soda - BLISS! My puppy sitting days are done for now. Mom's not thrilled that I've allowed Seamus to sit in my lap in the lazy boy. The first thing he did when they got home was to try to sit in my dad's lap and dad, not knowing what was going on with the dog, tried to make him stop. Mom said that it looked a whirl wind of two idiots. Whoops!

It feels so right to be home that I am about spastic! If ever there was a perfect time to call me - tonight would be it! The Silly Girl has returned.

Work was work - nothing special, nothing bad. I wish my boss would write an article and get another written so I could get our parent newsletter published. I wish my boss would find out if the big boss wants a certain article in the employee newsletter so that I could publish it. I wish the faculty advisors at the high schools would send in their graduation information so I can start the programs. I wish six more business card requests would come in so that I can print the other 14 business cards already on the flat. I wish I didn't have to wait on other people to do my job!

I am thinking about getting a part time job in order to pay off my credit card in time to buy a house in October (when my lease is up). I only need an extra $100 a month to meet my goal and I would really love to be able to eat fast food again instead of the tv dinners that are cheaper. I am too much of a Capricorn to have debts - I hate it and will live like a bum eating out a dumpster to get debt free! I have to fight my parents over money way too often. They would pay off every debt I have if I would let them but I couldn't respect myself if I allowed that. It's not their fault that I drove a crappy car that required a lot of repairs and cost me a mint before I sold it.

Yes I know I have been rambling - I don't care I am happy, happy, happy!

Wednesday, March 24, 2004

I am so tired - not sleeping more than normal. House sitting at mom and dad's is about to kill me! I decided the lack of sleep is a bad combination if you don't have enough work to do. Usually when I am in a holding pattern at work (i.e. waiting for proofs or new jobs to come in) I will create work for myself. However, when I am exhausted I don't have the energy to create work. So I took a half day of vacation.

I am somewhat panicked about how to use all my vacation days. I current hold 44 vacation days and will earn another six before the new fiscal year (June 30). That means I have to burn the six days I earn or lose them. After April 15th, I will be swamped at work and won't be able to take any days until at least May 15th due to all the high school graduation programs I will have to create. I refuse to take vacation at the same time as my boss (call me a double dipper) but I want my vacation from her and her vacation from me - two weeks versus one! So that means I have about 7 weeks to burn this time but since the graduation information has already started coming in there is no way to take a week off until after May 15th. I also hate people who run to their boss and beg for the last two weeks of the fiscal year off because they didn't manage their time.

Tonight I will spend the entire night doing laundry (making good use of mom and dad's washer and dryer). My last night there - hopeful I get some sleep!

I need to travel more to the places I haven't been but tend to revisit my favorite places over and over again (New Orleans and Vegas).


create your own personalized map of the USA
or write about it on the open travel guide

Tuesday, March 23, 2004

I am plum exhausted! Today started off slow and turned into a tornado. Co-worker T. hates it, I am sure, when I don't have work to do mainly because I go to his office and bug him while he works (sorry T.). Tomorrow I will have work to start off with but I am afraid that I will be done at 10:30 a.m. So much of my work is out on proof and there is nothing I can do until other people do their job!

Mom and dad may come home early and I will get to have my life back! I have not slept in my own bed since Tuesday a week ago! It's amazing how the house you grew up in becomes a stranger to you. I hear every noise, sleep lightly and wake up tired. I did fix dad's shower last night by replacing the shower head with the one from my old bathroom (woo hoo, I am woman hear me roar with crestent wrench in hand)! Why am I not sleeping in my old room? Because it has been taken over by mom's collection of teddy bears! De-bearing the room is not an easy feat.

Army Nephew hasn't sent an email or notified anyone that he's is in fact in Korea. Note to any army big wigs who might read this blog: make/allow all under 19 year olds who are deployed to a foreign country CALL HOME! My sister was told that the Army would notify her immediately if he did not show up, so no news is okay (I guess - dang it the Army Aunt business is going to be harder than I expected.)

I started reporting all the spam that I get that won't let remove my e-mail address from their database. I am not sure it's worth it since it requires me to forward the offending e-mail then wait for a response from SpamCop then I click on the URL they send, then click on the button to report the darn thing! It's a butt load of work that who knows will probably hack off the original email jerk and he'll beginning sending more emails than I can report. My email address that I use primarily, is very girlie sounding so why would you send an email with the subject content of enlarging your penis to me? Makes no sense - I am sure that I don't have one to enlarge! Take my word on it!

Monday, March 22, 2004

That silly meme on free association I found.
  1. Wife:: Husband
  2. Criminal:: Jail
  3. Campaign:: Whiners
  4. Infection:: Ouchy
  5. Portland:: Rain
  6. NASCAR:: Boring
  7. IMAX:: Big
  8. Martian:: Bugs Bunny
  9. Nike:: Running
  10. Trial:: Scott Peterson


Now for giggles - try using those words in a paragraph.

The WIFE visits her CRIMINAL HUSBAND in JAIL. The WHINERS in his CAMPAIGN headquarters created such an INFECTION that the feds had to step in. His TRIAL stirred up a storm close to the magnitude of SCOTT PETERSON's that there was no RUNNING away from it (even with the best pair of NIKE's on!).

After returning home, his wife sat in the house listening to the PORTLAND RAIN beating on her windows. Their newly purchased BIG IMAX tv screen with a NASCAR race on. She didn't notice the BORING routine her life had taken since her husband's conviction.

Her daughter rocked her out of her self-pity with shrill scream "Mommy! OUCHY!" She snatched up her daughter soothing the scraped knee with a band aide and a kiss. "Why don't I put in your favorite video - the one with the MARTIAN and BUGS BUNNY?"

Not bad for free association? Quite fun! Okay, I survived today but felt I was somewhat on display. Everyone was really nice about the new "DO" but I could have done without "Oh, you frosted it too?" "No," I replied. "That's your gray then?" Swell!

Sunday, March 21, 2004

blah, blah, blah - I need a diversion and Seamus isn't cutting it! I don't want to go to work tomorrow but I don't want to sit around the house another day. I need a purpose! Got one?

Friday, March 19, 2004

"Why is it that when a person tells you there are over a million stars in the universe you believe them, but if someone tells you there's wet paint somewhere, why do you have to touch it to make sure?" I stole this from another blog basically because it speaks volumes to my personality. Made me giggle....

I have been wondering, are there nothing left in this world but impotent men? If judging by the commercials, the men of this world are nothing but a "let down." My point, you ask? They have ruined a great song and I take offense to it! We are the Champions is nothing short of a kick ass song but when they use it as a back drop to a vigara like pill with middle aged men running through the streets as if they've just won the Super Bowl - it's just wrong! WRONG, I say! Is it as much of a problem as I am led to believe?

Unlike Ice I did put my comments on these post as decorations - it needed a touch of color. I actually was more afraid of what people's comments might be but now, I am glad I did! Thanks for the encouragement DD! I need those.

Okay enough rambling here's this weeks Friday Five:

If you...

1. ...owned a restaurant, what kind of food would you serve?
Easy, Mexican with all you can eat chips and cheese and salsa dips!

2. ...owned a small store, what kind of merchandise would you sell?
Used Books, I love the hunt for old books and if I did that for a living it would be fab!

3. ...wrote a book, what genre would it be?
Sci-Fi....outside this world with magicians and other worldly creatures and a 6 foot hero with black hair and Scottish accent (even though there's no Scotland in my world) that makes all the reader's drool!

4. ...ran a school, what would you teach?
origami! Why not?

5. ...recorded an album, what kind of music would be on it?
It would have to be instrumental since I am tone deaf and would send every dog over the edge in pain!

Thursday, March 18, 2004

Okay, 24 hours laters and I am still not sure if I like the "do." Things I have to get used to: my hair is a lot darker now (very little sun ever hit the hair that I now have exposed); I look a lot like my sister and we've never looked alike (in fact, people often couldn't believe we where sisters); I might have to trash my waffle boots (little to butchy and I am gonna have ready stress the femine points); and I need eyeliner now (maybe I needed it before but the long hair was extremely girlie didn't need to emphasis those points). Things I don't have to get used to: no blow dryer needed; I can eat a meal without pushing my hair out of my face; I can go out in the wind and not mind; and my hair looks just like I fixed two hours later.

I am not one who really regets things like these but I haven't seen anyone since I've cut it. This is causing me a small case of the nerves....if I ran into who someone knew me with the long hair and gasped then I could start preparing myself for a bad first day of work. Truly, with this cut it really doesn't matter because it will be gone in 4 weeks (if I decide not to maintain the look). So what's a month?

I am off to spend the evening with Seamus, it's not as hard when I don't have to work all day. Next week will be the killer though.

Friend L. is not doing well at all. They were going to make him comfortable today and move him home tomorrow with hospice. I don't think they expect him to make it past the weekend. I hope he is able to hold on long enough for mom and dad to get there today so they can talk and say all that needs to be said. It's sad and the world is going to a lot dimmer without him.

Wednesday, March 17, 2004

Well....ummm, it's severe and I am not sure that I was ready for it, but it's done and you can't very well glue it back on. There is not one hair on my head that is an inch long - they are all shorter! I am not sure if I like it - it's shorter than I've ever had and shorter than I expected. Let me pass on some advice - if you are blind like I am, wear your contacts. I sat through the entire haircut not being able to see what she was doing. So when I did put my glasses on - I was shocked! Oh well, why should I be the only one shocked - if you do something do it big - shock everyone! You don't cut 12 inches of hair and not shock someone. Joyce, at work, will probably call me "silly girl" for two or three months as she did the last time I drastically cut all my hair off.

I am worried that Seamus won't recognize me and go into his quasi-attack mode. Oh boy, what have I done?

Sunday, March 14, 2004

If it's not one thing it's another. Our family friend L is in the hospital again and things look very very bad. Mom and dad have changed plans from going to California at the end of March to leaving this Tuesday. The fear is that they won't make it before L passes away. Everyone has been scrambling to get them packed and prepare to take Army Nephew to Dallas today, return home tomorrow and pull all the ends together to get ready to go.

Mom is about to go under with the stress of changing hotel reservations and getting people to cover for her at work. Poor dad is trying to ignore that this is happening and doesn't want to face it. It's a very emotional time with Army Nephew leaving alone but to add this to it we're all about sick. Poor Army Nephew has no memory of meeting L since he was a baby when he did but he knows grandpa is upset.

If it's not one thing it's another.

Thursday, March 11, 2004

I can't help but think about that hilarious FedEx Commerical where co-worker #1 at an place of business comes running in the room and slams a stack of papers on the table and

Co-Worker #1: "This must go out tonight or we're doomed"
Co-worker #3: "Doomed!"
Co-worker #2: "Good God man what are we going to do? We're doomed!"
Co-worker #3: "Doomed!"
Co-worker #1: "Doomed!"

Dana: "I must steal this code or I am Doomed!
Conscience: "Doomed!"
Dana: "I am not spending one more minute on that stupid computer program. Doomed!"
Conscience: "Doomed!"
Dana: "I am going to cut my hair very very short!"
Conscience: "Doomed! Doomed"

I can amuse myself far to easily! One more day and it's a week off to do absolutely nothing! I plan on enjoying my sloth-ness! I might just re-invent myself with a chic-y new haircut - who knows!
I am not working in First Class - it's a piece of crap. One and a half days and the darn thing wiped my entire form out, more than 300 fields. Forget it I am not doing it...I am not a trooper - I am very angry!

Wednesday, March 10, 2004

To blog or not to blog? I am having a spastically good mood going and don't want to reflect on the day....I wanna look forward. Maybe it's the over stuffed tummy, maybe it was the hour and a half soak in the tub or maybe I just feel good - who knows - who cares! FORWARD!

Poor Ice - I can totally relate to not wanting to substitute. I have never done it and quite honestly if the powers that be say I have to - they'd better be ready to produce the graduation programs themselves or hire a graphic artist real quick! Yesterday, I somehow got suckered into being the "celebrity" for National Breakfast Week at an elementary. Let me tell you, children can smell fear a mile away and I was less than 2 feet away! As I wondered around the cafeteria trying to chat with these foriegn little entities, they thought I was nuts! Some would chat and some only answered my questions with yes no answers - yeah, that helps carry a conversation! The older kids were totally intimidating! So I gravitated to the kindergarten to first graders - they are just sweet to everyone! I love kids but...ONE OR TWO AT A TIME NOT 60!

I am on page 500 ish of my Dederfield book and it's great (hince, my hour and a half soak in the tub). I am half way through and will review it when done. But I must say that I will be sad to see the end of this one!

FirstClass designer is exceptionally quirky! I have spent at least 3/4 of today trying to create a form (yes, I chose a very extinsive form to start with, which was real bright of me!). One, it closes itself randomly without warning. Two, since my form is so big it requires scroll bars that randomly disappear (meaning, I had to expand the form to full window then downsize again). Three, my form opens up as untitled while I have given it a name??? Four, the form doesn't want to hold the size I have given it therefore, scrunching the last four or five fields together. MUST THINK HAPPY THOUGHTS! MUST THINK HAPPY THOUGHTS! MUST THINK HAPPY THOUGHTS! This darn program will not beat me!

Tuesday, March 09, 2004

Didn't have a good day but didn't have a bad one either. As I was thinking about this blog, I find myself falling into the "poor me" episodes we all have. Yea, I have bad days but honestly, I am very content with my life. It is rather uncomplicated. If I am not going to find Mr. Right, well I can't think of a better way to live.

-I clean the house that I messed up when I want.
-I cook (badly) and throw away the carton - no dishes.
-I hog the covers.
-I don't shower on the weekends if I don't want to (however, I don't leave the house that day either).
-I usually agree with everything I say.
-I never irritate myself (almost never).
-It's not as offensive when I look in the mirror and say "you need to loose a little weight."
-I don't have a disapproving mother-in-law.

I have accepted my life and I am happy.

Monday, March 08, 2004

Let me start off saying thanks guys! How many of you (my friends) are college educated, yet none of you noticed that I spelled the title of my alternate blog and on all related links wrong! No one, not Friend Shana, former reporter/currently Law Association PR person; Ice, English Prof and computer trainer; Co-worker T, media spokes person; or Dawn, teacher/trainer mentioned the error to me! It's tomes not tombs!!!!!!!!! I was looking at that today and thought - something's wrong and it then it hit! Thanks guys. lol.

Do you ever have days that regrets hit you hard? When they come back out of the blue and you thought that you had put them behind you - its hard. BAM! There they are again. People, you truly wished you had never met. Things, you wished you had never done. Words, you wished you had never said. All these will haunt you forever. When my nice little box with that little red satin ribbon that I put them in, down deep inside my heart, comes untied - I just want to scream "Go Away!" but they never do. For some reason tonight I have spent the evening trying to get those darn things back in their box!

Nephew #2 won the Texas State Wrestling tournament for his weight in the TAWA Organization (it's a wrestling league outside high school sports). This was a fabulous feat since his high school season was ruined when he dislocated his elbow early in the season.

Army Nephew graduated with distinction from his tech school. He asked Dad to pin his medal on him during the ceremony. This was so touching, even Dad said that it was "Emotional" (that's all - he wouldn't elaborate). Army Nephew feels a bond with his grandpa with both of them being service men. He wouldn't tell or talk about what happened with his girlfriend. Nothing. Year long tour of duty can be a huge hurdle for the most mature people or relationships - too much for 18 year olds. But he hurts and this Aunt hurts for him. However, that boy is very goodlooking with a very charming personality. He will have another girl two weeks after reporting to the base in Korea - this I know.

Sunday, March 07, 2004

Why am I so tired? I have done nothing today! When I say nothing, I mean I was the true human slug. It's days like today that I relish. I am such a home body. At the same time it gives you too much time to think about things and quite frankly that can be a bad thing.

My duties with Seamus is over...but I am worried. It's 9 o'clock and he has never been left alone this long. I know he's probably afraid in that big backyard in the dark. Mom and dad want to see how he does because a situation like this may pop up again. They should be home in an hour so all will be well then. I do hope he's okay though.

I wonder what next week will be like? I always hate it when I get breaks from the office. It's so hard to go back and get in the swing of things. I am not looking forward to it!

Saturday, March 06, 2004

As I sit here, watching Star Trek, I wonder will these reruns ever get old? Geez, I hope not! For some odd reason, I can watch and watch these episodes but at the same time I can't stand reruns of anything else. Why is that?

It was a productive day! Cleaned the kitchen, really cleaned - the microwave, mopped the floor, bleached the counter top (didn't help), and discovered the garbage disposal doesn't work. Vacuumed the livingroom only to discover that the linen closet (that I keep the vacuum in) door doesn't work! Now it won't close or fully open and I am irked. My house is clean yet, I can't put the vacuum up and that door is very visible from the couch. So I don't feel as though I am done cleaning.

My Army nephew graduated from his technical training and will be flying off to Korea for a year long tour in two weeks (I am proud and nervous at the same time). Nephew #2, won his first two wrestling matches at the State Tournament - I will have to post tomorrow if he won first or second place! Keep your fingers crossed.

Friday, March 05, 2004

This has been one of the hardest weeks I've had in a long time but there was nothing bad that happened. It was just tough, babysitting "The Baby," training in on a very complex computer program and bad weather. I am so thrilled this week is done!

I have to admit this blog has been boring lately, so let's see if another's prompting will help it.

The Friday Five...

What was...

1. ...your first grade teacher's name?
Gosh, I hate to admit this...........I can't remember. Miss Burpo (yes, that was her name) was my kindergarten teacher and Mrs. Scott was my 2nd grade but for the life of me I can't remember 1st grade.

2. ...your favorite Saturday morning cartoon?
Scooby Doo Rules!

3. ...the name of your very first best friend?
Johna Marie B.

4. ...your favorite breakfast cereal?
Captain Chrunch Wild Berries....save the berries for the last! Oh! Oh! Frosted Flakes are grrrrrrreat too!

5. ...your favorite thing to do after school?
Take Geronimo (my Irish Setter) on an adventure that usually ended with me climbing the mulberry tree getting all purple or climbing in the back of my dad's truck, then onto the top of the cab and finally then onto the roof of the house with Mo tagging along! Mom and Dad didn't like this adventure - they were afraid Mo would get hurt!

Maybe next week will be more dynamic!

Wednesday, March 03, 2004

Was today a crappy day or what! Rainy and then I was kind of sickly - don't know what it is but it started last night! I always hate all day training. I don't mind what I am learning but man it's hard to sit all day. My brain feels like mush (that's been happening a lot lately).

Major milestone, Seamus made it to my apartment without pee-ing in my car! Woo Hoo! He's actually doing quite well. He ran around a bit but I gave him one of those rawhide bones and he laid done is going to town on it. I never knew rawhide bones could be such a gift.

Average Joe never watched but here's my rant! Everyone can be shallow when comes to looking for love but when you put what probably thinks of herself as a model-like with geek/nerd on tv that's just wrong! I like a goodlooking man just like the rest of the world but I have always dated (with the exception of my last beau) what would be considered nerds - two engineers in college, two english majors, one wanna be fighter pilot (okay he doesn't count-he was stupid) but they were all sexy to me and their brains and ambition made them sexier. You can't find the person behind the looks on national tv!

Tuesday, March 02, 2004

I am to exhausted to say anything but I started another blog and I truly think I've gone over the edge! Check it out - Tombs to Remeber.