Christmas Game

Okay Kid's it is triva time and it is about Christmas. Let's see how much you know. Take out a piece of paper, then give your answers in the comment box.

1. Not Counting Rudolph, how many reindeer pull Santa's sleigh?
6
7
8
l0
12

2. What color is Santa's belt?
Red
White
Black
Gold
Santa doesn't wear a belt

3.What were Frosty the Snoman's last words?
I hate you, Mr. Sun
I 'm melting!!!
I'll be back someday
It's too darn hot!!!
What's happening?

4. What Christmas song contains the line: "Sing, choirs of angels, sing in exultation"?
Silent Night
O Come, All Ye Faithful
The First Noel
Joy to the World
Deck the Halls

5. What day of the year is usually the busiest shopping day?
The day after Thanksgiving
The last Sunday before Christmas
The day before Christmas
Christmas day
The day after Christmas

6. In "A Charlie Brown Christmas", who builds a gray snowman?
Charlie Brown
Lucy
Linus
Pigpen
Snoopy

7. How many "drummers drumming" did my true love give to me?
Eight
Nine
Ten
Eleven
Twelve

8. What did the Grinch use to pull his sleigh?
One sickly reindeer
His dog
Rats
Giant snails
Eight of the Whos from Whoville

9. What do they call their Christmas gift bringer in Chile?
Senor Santo
El Claus
Old Man Christmas (but in their native language)
They don't have Christmas in Chile

10. In "A Christmas Carol", what song does the caroler sing outside Scrooge's office?
God Rest Ye Merry Gentlemen
Silent Night
O Come All Ye Faithful
The First Noel
Joy to the World

11. What state has a city named "Santa Claus"?
Alaska
Colorado
Indiana
Lousiana
Maine

Bunch of Crap

Do you believe it. Thanksgiving is almost here. I still have a few things that I need to get for that day. All this preparation and you sit down and eat for what? Fifteen (15) lousy minutes and you are so stuffed you can't move other than to the nearest recliner or couch in which by the way isn't the greatest thing to do after eating. They say to move around. I have learned over the years not to stuff my face any more. I just don't like that full feeling that I can't move. Did you know, that a lot of people end up in the emergency room on Thanksgiving. Some feel like they are having a heart attack after stuffing their faces and others actually have heart attacks. After reading that I am just going to eat like a pig. Oh, you do know that pigs actually do not eat that much. So, if someone ever calls you a pig...Thank them. LOL! Now, I use to say I eat like a bird because it seems they eat so little. Wrong, take a look at them sometime. They are always eating. And, they eat more than a pig. So, stop being a bird okay!

I know I haven't been blogging much. Either I am not feeling well, having an anxiety attack or I am just plainly tired all the time. What gives? Plus I am so bored out of my mind lately. And, yes, boredom can tire you out. I needed that fresh air today. Had to run to the store for just a few things. I had the windows wide open and letting the cold, fresh air, blow through me. It was refreshing.

So, I get home and steam is pouring out of my husbands ears. I tell you, there isn't a dull moment in this house. So, I put the bags down to listen to my husband have this cow about our son-in-law. We have 4 dogs and 3 being Pitt Bulls. The rule in the house is that they can't run around the yard if there are people out side. Simple rule. You just never know and I am not going to loose my house because of my son-in-laws stupidity. He is really good with the dogs but this isn't the point here. My daughter is hanging out the window telling her husband that there are people out side and get them in. He brings them in and starts going off on my husband for being so up tight about the dogs and told him he was being immature. That really pissed my husband the hell off. And, so the two get into this fight and he plainly told him to get the hell out of the house. Then, our daughter yells at her father because she is afraid he will leave her. I am thinking here as he is telling me this. Hello, don't you want to leave the asshole anyway because he has no respect for you or this family and he dam cheats on you and doesn't come home half of the time and you are worried about him leaving you when you should have left him in the first place. What is wrong with this picture? She never defends us on rules in the house. She could have said to her husband that as long as we lived here that they should follow the rules regardless how old they were and it isn't his call to tell us what the hell we should be doing in our own house. Who the hell does he think he is?
I am telling you, since I was old enough to learn some simple rules like HAVE RESPECT FOR YOUR PARENTS AND ELDERS you darn well do it. I don't care that I am nearly 50 years old I am still my mother's child and still follow that rule. I do not talk back to my mother even though there have been a million and one times that I wanted to send her to the MOON! The thing is, it is called RESPECT! These dam kids do not!
Okay, I think I said a mouthful here.

Blah

As I said before that I haven't feeling to well. Yesterday takes the cake. We all know a woman's job keeps going no matter what. Even when she isn't feeling well. Who else is going to to the work. Well, I had done some cleaning yesterday. I didn't do much just cleaned the bathroom. I have white tiles and it gets rather dirty easily. I use those Magic Erasers and they sure clean everything. Well, I ran out of them and use a normal sponge with some cleaner. After I had finished I was having such a Anxiety attack that I was in tears. I begged my son not to go out until I felt better. If anyone has them you know what I am feeling. Finally, after about an hour and half it goes away and it has left me totally exhausted.

My son had brought up something to me about my anxiety attacks. He said every time you clean you get one. Now, I am thinking why is that? He is somewhat right. I am wondering if when I use a cleaning chemical it triggers an attack for some unknown reason. When I clean I usually do not use cleaning products and just use a sponge and wipe down everything because of allergy purpose. The sponge collects the dust and also I don't have to inhale any cleaning chemicals around the house. I did use a floor cleaner and I have actually changed the cleaner. Well, it is basically the same stuff but has a lemon sent to it.

I still felt a little edgy today. I am wondering if the Wellbutrin dosage of 150 mg isn't working any longer and I need to up the dosage? Well, I will finish what I have and ask the Doctor. Ugh, I hate this getting older crap. If it isn't one thing, it's another thing and it goes on and on. Like fixing one thing while something else breaks down.

LET'S STOP THE INSANITY PLEASE!

Turkey Place Cards

Need some Turkey Place Cards for your table?
Two different kinds here. Print out on cardstock.

Pay It Forward...

He almost didn't see the old lady, stranded on the side of the road, but even in the dim light of day, he could see she needed help. So he pulled up in front of her Mercedes and got out. His Pontiac was still sputtering when he approached her.

Even with the smile on his face, she was worried. No one had stopped to help for the last hour or so .. was he going to hurt her? He didn't look safe; he looked poor and hungry.

He could see that she was frightened, standing out there in the cold. He knew how she felt. It was that chill which only fear can put in you. He said, "I'm here to help you, ma'am. Why don't you wait in the car where it's warm? By the way, my name is Bryan Anderson."

Well, all she had was a flat tire, but for an old lady, that was bad enough. Bryan crawled under the car looking for a place to put the jack, skinning his knuckles a time or two. Soon he was able to change the tire. But he had to get dirty and his hands hurt.

As he was tightening up the lug nuts, she rolled down the window and began to talk to him. She told him that she was from St. Louis and was only just passing through. She couldn't thank him enough for coming to her aid. Bryan just smiled as he closed her trunk. The lady asked how much she owed him. Any amount would have been all right with her. She already imagined all the awful things that could have happened had he not stopped. Bryan never thought twice about being paid.

This was not a job to him. This was helping someone in need, and God knows there were plenty who had given him a hand in the past. He had lived his whole life that way, and it never occurred to him to act any other way. He told her that if she really wanted to pay him back, the next time she saw someone who needed help, she could give that person the assistance they needed, and Bryan added, "And think of me."

He waited until she started her car and droveoff. It had been a cold and depressing day, but he felt good as he headed for home, disappearing into the twilight.

A few miles down the road the lady saw a small cafe. She went in to grab a bite to eat, and take the chill off before she made the last leg of her trip home. It was a dingy looking restaurant. Outside were two old gas pumps. The whole scene was unfamiliar to her. The waitress came over and brought a clean towel to wipe her wet hair. She had a sweet smile, one that even being on her feet for the whole day couldn't erase. The lady noticed the waitress was nearly eight months pregnant, but she never let the strain and aches change her attitude. The old lady wondered how someone who had so little could be so giving to a stranger. Then she remembered Bryan.

After the lady finished her meal, she paid with a hundred dollar bill. The waitress quickly went to get change for her hundred dollar bill, but the old lady had slipped right out the door. She was gone by the time the waitress came back. The waitress wondered where the lady could be. Then she noticed something written on the napkin. There were tears in her eyes when she read what the lady wrote: "You don't owe me anything. I have been there too. Somebody once helped me out, the way I'm helping you. If you really want to pay me back, here is what you do: Do not let this chain of love end with you." Under the napkin were four more $100 bills.

Well, there were tables to clear, sugar bowls to fill, and people to serve, but the waitress made it through another day. That night when she got home from work and climbed into bed, she was thinking about the money and what the lady had written. How could the lady have known how much she and her husband needed it? With the baby due next month, it was going to be hard..

She knew how worried her husband was, and as he lay sleeping next to her, she gave him a soft kiss and whispered soft and low, "Everything's gonna be all right. I love you, Bryan Anderson."

There is an old saying "What goes around, comes around." And it does.. Today, I sent you this story, and I'm asking you to pass it on .. Let this light shine.

Good friends and family are like stars....You don't always see them, but know they are always there.

Perfect Man...

Just becareful guys
this can happen to you!
Heheheh!

What Are You?

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Fun Stuff

I haven't been feeling to well since Sunday and really haven't had anything to say. Mostly because I am cranky and tired. I didn't want to forget my readers and wanted to keep you entertained. So, I came up with some fun stuff and probably obnoxious stuff to amuse you in case your bored.


FindThoughts.com - This Google-like search engine uses new technology that allows you to search peoples' minds for factual information.
CrazyIllusion.com - An amazing optical illusion. See it for yourself.
GetAnnoyed.com - A list of thousands of ways to annoy people.
SillyMessages.com - Hundreds of funny answering machine messages for you to use. Dumb.com - Dumb jokes, stupid dates, dumb videos, crazy stories, silly pranks, and other dumb stuff.
Stupid Videos - Hundreds of videos of people doing stupid stuff: pranks, accidents, funny animals, crazy stunts, etc. Like America's Funniest Home Videos but much better.
MonitorCamera.com - Take your photo online for free. Because of a new breakthrough in web technology, you can now take a picture of yourself using your computer monitor. No special equipment needed.
The Darwin Awards - True stories of stupid things people do that got them killed.
Guinness Book Of World Records - Watch videos of people doing amazing things, read about record holders, or try to break a record yourself.
Createfarts.com - Create farts online.

How To Cook A Turkey

Okay kids we know that Thanksgiving is next week. How many of you are cooking a turkey at your house this year? In case you have no idea what you are doing this link will help you prepare and cook turkey, and for those of you that would like to learn even though your not cooking a turkey this will help you.

Game Time

Hello Boys and Girls. How would you like to play Smack the Penguin? It is suppose to help you relieve some stress. I am not sure about that, as it surely can piss you off! Go ahead, give it a try. You have to click on that Giant B. Snowman with the bat in his hand.

Blonde Jokes

WHICH IS FARTHER

Two blondes living in Oklahoma were sitting on a bench talking........and one blonde says to the other: "Which do you think is farther away..........Florida or the moon?
The other blonde turns and says "Helloooooooooo, can you see Florida.......?????
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CAR TROUBLE

A blonde pushes her BMW into a gas station. She tells the mechanic it died. After he works on it for a few minutes, it is idling smoothly. She says, "What's the story?"
He replies, "Just crap in the carburetor" She asks, "How often do I have to do that?"
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SPEEDING TICKET

A police officer stops a blonde for speeding and asks her very nicely if he could see her license. She replied in a huff, "I wish you guys would get your act together. Just yesterday you take away my license and then today you expect me to show it to you!"
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KNITTING

A highway patrolman pulled alongside a speeding car on the freeway. Glancing at the car, he was astounded to see that the blonde behind the wheel was knitting! Realizing that she was oblivious to his flashing lights and siren, the trooper cranked down his window, turned on his bullhorn and yelled , "PULL OVER!" "NO!" the blonde yelled back, "IT'S A SCARF!"
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BLONDE ON THE SUN

A Russian, an American, and a Blonde were talking one day. The Russian said, "We were the first in space!" The American said, "We were the first on the moon!" The Blonde said, "So what? We're going to be the first on the sun!" The Russian and the American looked at each other and shook their heads. "You can't land on the sun, you idiot! You'll burn up!" said the Russian. To which the Blonde replied, "We're not stupid, you know. We're going at night!"
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LAST ONE

A girl was visiting her blonde friend, who had acquired two new dogs, and asked her what their names were. The blonde responded by saying that one was named Rolex and one was named Timex. Her friend said, "Whoever heard of someone naming dogs like that?" "Hellllllllooo," answered the blonde. "They're watch dogs!"

Symptoms of the BIRD FLU...

The Center for Disease Control has released a list of symptoms of bird flu. If you experience any of the following, please seek medical treatment immediately:

1. High fever
2. Congestion
3. Nausea
4. Fatigue
5. Aching in the joints
6. An irresistible urge to shit on someone's windshield

Jobs

My brother, who owns Hire Knowledge- Putting Intelligence to Work is his slogan. He has locations all over the US. If you use his services tell him or the staff that the owner's sister sent you.

He sent me this new website for job searching. I thought you all would be interested in the "Google of job search tools". Indeed

Indeed has begun to greatly improve the speed and accuracy of my job search. It searches all the major job boards as well as thousands of other companies job sites directly. A big time saver! A great tool and an obvious job board killer. This is going to hurt Monster. Enjoy it, and bookmark it for future use.

How Much of an Asshole/Bitch Are You?

I am 36% Asshole/Bitch.

I may think I am an asshole or a bitch, but the truth is I am a good person at heart. Yeah sure, I can have a mean streak in me, but most of the people I meet like me.

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Are You Addict To The Internet?

I am 42% Internet Addict.

I could go either way. Deep into the madness of nights filled with coding CGI-Scripts and online role playing games, or I could become a normal user. Good luck!

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The Weekend

My husband and I had gone to his home town this morning. It is only 40-45 minutes away depending upon the traffic. We went to a friends house and use to live across the street from them. Plenty of good times with big parties and use both houses. It seems like yesterday but seeing his kids grown up in which they are around my son and daughter's age. They have been redoing the house for the last couple of years and I haven't seen it since they were just starting. The house is big and old he said the footage is 2,600. He inherited from his father in which a lady that died left the house to his father and they were just friends. Make me wonder just how much of a friend he was to her to get a house for nothing.

I haven't gone down there since last Christmas. I am so glad that I have moved away from there. We lived right off of Route 1 and in which runs all the way into NY and right off of Route 95 that runs from Canada to Florida. The town has expanded in the 10 years that we have left and it is so darn crowded with so many stores. When I am there I feel like sardines in a can, and there is so much traffic no wonder I became such a road rage person when I lived there. My gosh, my language was just awful on the road and everyone is so busy flipping the finger at each other. I knew then I needed to get the heck out of that town. Also, when the Principal from the school calls you up and says your daughter was in a fist fight with some other girl you know it is time to bug out.

When we moved to this town and because my daughter was basically street smart and here is like the country she knew how to take care of her self. The kids were afraid of her. I know I can laugh about it now since she is all grown up now but any kid that moved from that town up to here were street smart and the kids were just plainly afraid of them. The one thing that really up set my daughter when we visiting the school she said there were no black people here. Well, she only saw like 4-5. See, we lived in a town with a variety of different culture as it is good for the kids to be exposed to that. I liked the town because it was quiet and you got more for your money with a bigger house and some land. We did try to find something down there but I just couldn't find a house I liked. So, we moved here.

So, on our way home we stopped at Walmart for a few things then home and then I had to go back out for the other groceries.

George Bush

George Bush has a heart attack and dies. He goes to hell where the devil is waiting for him. "I don't know what to do here," says the devil. "You're on my list but I have no room for you, but you definitely have to stay here, so I'll tell you what I'm going to do. I've got 3 people here who weren't quite as bad as you. I'll let one of them go, but you have to take their place. I'll even let you decide who leaves."

George thought that sounded pretty good, so he agreed. The devil opened the first room. In it was Richard Nixon and a large pool of water. He kept diving in and surfacing empty handed over and over and over. Such was his fate in hell; "No!" George said; "I don't think so. I'm not a good swimmer and don't think I could do that all day."

The devil led him to the next room. In it was Tony Blair with a sledgehammer and a room full of rocks. All he did was swing that hammer, time after time after time. "No! I've got this problem with my shoulder. I wou ld be in constant agony if all I could do was break rocks all day," commented George.

The devil opened a third door. In it, George saw Bill Clinton lying naked on the floor with his arms staked over his head and his legs staked in spread eagle pose. Bent over him was Monica Lewinsky, doing what she does best. George Bush looked at this in disbelief for a while and finally said, "Yeah, I can handle this."

The devil smiled and said; "Monica, you're free to go."

Yard Clean Up...

I have said that raking leaves is a waste of time since I live in a wooded area. It is almost rediculous to keep raking when the leaves will be in the yard the next day. That is my theory anyway. Well, what did I do today. No not rake, but used the leaf blower. You know, a little easier but still had to blow them leaves off the porch and since my husband had mowed the lawn in which will probably be the last time I thought I get out there and help the poor guy. I have to admit the yard looks better. I am so sad that most of the leaves are off the trees. I can see my neighbors. I guess this means we need to pull the curtains so you can't see in.

Oh, I did one amazing thing on Friday. We have had this old car sitting in the driveway that my husband had used for spare parts for his truck for about 5 years now. Looked really stupid sitting there with the darn hood up. I couldn't tell you how many times I told him to at least put that hood down to at least make it look presentable. Well, he gave me the okay to call the junk yard. They came with in 2 hours and took it away. The guy said to me that he traveled up and down this road plenty of times and said that car has been there like what? 5 years? Just about I told him. Ah, it looks so much better now. Now, to take the basketball hoop down. My son took the jungle gym down over the summer as that was left there by the previous owners and since my son used it a bit when we moved here.

In Memory of D.P.Osterhout Jr. 5/5/1926 - 11/12/1993

Twelve years ago today my father past away. I got the phone call just as I was walking in the door where I worked. The managers were told by my mother-in-law since my Mom didn't have my work number. They had instructed me to call my mother-in-law and she just kept telling me on the phone to go to her house in which was basically across the street from where I worked. I told her I had just got to work and have to give them a reason why and she just would not tell me. I begged her to tell me and she did. I dropped the phone and collapsed to the floor.

Since my father had passed away in November and was to be buried in Vermont we couldn't have the funeral at the time since my parents lived in Georgia. We had to wait until the ground was thawed out and buried him in July when our summer camps were opened. So, basically for 8 months we couldn't put him to rest.

We had a Quaker funeral. It is a normal service but for those that had something to say about my father could make a speech. I had written a poem for my father based on one of the days that I had spent with him just before he passed away. I almost could not read this in front of everyone and my cousin that was sitting right behind me whispered to me and said it was okay if I couldn't but I may regret it if I didn't. The room was packed and I stood up and read the below poem to everyone and basically collapsed after reading this.

My father ment the world to me. He was the one that understood me, he loved me unconditionally unlike my mother. He was a smart, caring, loving, fun man. He was the type of person if you could not afford to go to college he fund your college as he did to a few people. Education he would for ever be drilling into our heads. This man paid for his twin sister's college tuition as his parent were poor. He paid for his and went to Yale. He sent all 4 of us to college. He sent my sister-in-law to college as her parents couldn't afford it etc. He paid it in cash. It was just the type of person he was.

My parents could not have kids and they had adopted 4 kids. I am honored I was choosen by they, raised by them, and loved by him. If I can just have one more of his bear hugs he would give me.

I miss you Dad....


Pervading Memories

Sitting, rocking in our chair.
On that cool crisp summer morning.
Looking out towards the lake.
Maybe admiring the beauty
Or, lost in our thoughts.
Our endearment of being together
Father and Daughter
With no words to say
Occasionally looking at one another.
Exchanging smiles.
Leaving an everlasting impression.
This remembrance I hold.
“I Love You Daddy”
I didn't need say ...
He is gone ... His pervading spirit.
A fullness in my heart he has left.

So, You Have Gas....

I am sure many of you have started to blog about something only to realize you really have nothing to say. I get that way sometimes so I would just start reading other blogs and then someone's blog triggers a thought or a memory and this usually will get you going.

So, here I am reading Dream Gurl blog about her husband calling and telling that she farted as she rolled over in bed. Okay, so talking about farting is not on the top of the list of things to write about and yet people will still laugh about it or they would be ashamed to write about their farting stories. Maybe I can inspire you to tell yours who knows.

Anyhoo, when I first got married some 25 years ago and I am sure a lot of you husband have done this to your wife. Don't sit there and say you haven't or I am going to ask your wife. How many men have pulled the sheets over their wife's head and farted? I can see you nodding your heads saying yup many times. Well, my husband did that to me as well. Now, most men think it is okay if men fart and not woman. Hello, if I got some gas coming out of my ass and I need to fart then I will. I know you think it isn't lady like. What the hell do you want us woman to do? Try to squeeze our ass so tight and glide across the room really fast to the nearest bathroom and hope no one is in there so we can fart! Hum, lets see, a little noise, coughing, drag a can across the room, push the grocery cart in hopes it loud so you can smother the sound of the fart is what I would do. I am sure you woman have done things to disguise the farting sound. And, yes, it is terrible to do it in public I will agree with that. In your own home is another thing as I am not going to rush to the bathroom to fart.

So, where am I going with all this? I had enough of my husband smothering me under the covers and farting and I needed to get him back one day. The day came when I saw my husband sleeping on the couch and I bend down so my ass was in his face and tapped his shoulder and he woke up and I ripped him one right in his face. He flew off that couch so fast and stood there yelling WTF at me. I was laughing, said something like I got you back for all the times you smothered me with your farts. He never covered my head again.

Hey, pay back is a BITCH!

Black Friday

While we are waiting for our Home Equity Loan my husband and I have been talking about the things that need to be done around the house, new furniture, paint the entire house and other miscellaneous things and a few things he like to have. Most of the money will get put away in which I like to invest in. I need to do some homework to find out the best place to invest the money. I don't want to tie it up for long should we need some for an emergency.

Anyway, I was just saying to my husband that in the 13 years of being in retail this will be the first year that I will have Black Friday off. Last year, I had worked for just the season at Toys R Us. This is the most insane store to be in. That weekend I was so exhausted and the customers were crazy. They trashed the place that when the store closed for the day we had to clean it all up for the next day trashing. You barely even get a chance to pee. I must have been nuts to even apply to that store. Told my self never again. Working at the craft store was much better on Black Friday weekend.

So, this year, I think I will haunt some stores. I know it is nuts to even shop that weekend.

The Adventures Of Skiing

This is rather long...sorry.

Now that you heard about my cross-country skiing day. My downhill skiing was even better. As I have said that I really do not like speed going down the hill because I just don't know how to stop properly. I was telling this to my younger brother during this same winter as my parents were driving us to Burke Ski area in Vermont near Stowe. My younger brother was calling me a chicken. I was indeed but I didn't want him to know that so he dared me to go skiing. I caved in.

So, we are getting fitted for our skies and Dad strongly suggest some lessons for me. Of course, after all just the other day I stabbed my self with the pole in the boob. I needed to learn how to stop myself. So skiing lesson I was having. Now, I was one of the oldest having lessons. I was the most clumsy one of them all. The most uncoordinated one. The instructor had to pay attention to me the most. All the other students were young kids with no fear. After having like an hour and half of some brief lessons it was now time to test ourselves and go on the "Bunny Slope" Just a little hill and a very open field that I couldn't possibly kill myself or anyone for that matter.

So here we all are on the Bunny Slope practicing for a while. By George, I am getting the hang of this. I can do this I tell my self. Now, the instructor wants to bring us up to another slope. I feel a little confidence that I can do it. We have to take a chair lift up. Huh? I am terrified of heights. Oh, no, I can't go on that and look down. Well, my brother decided to join me and guide me. Tells me to make sure that I keep my skies up when we are about to get to the top, lift the bar, and take off. Simple, any moron could do it. I must have been the stupidest moron on the planet that day. Forgot to lift the skies up and they get jammed into the snow and I fall flat on my face. I am sure I gave a few people some laughs. I do however remember people rushing over to me and helping me up.

Now, the trick to get back down to the bottom was going to be one challenge for me. I am skiing along and I see that I am doing fairly good and I am picking up speed, then I am coming around a corner and wham I slammed into a tree. I had blacked out and finally came too with all these people looking at me. I didn't know what happened and then it came to me that I had just kissed a tree. I just got up really fast and really embarrassed and skied on. I finally get to the bottom of the hill and there were my parents waiting and there was Mom with this horrible look on her face again. They rush over to me and I had no idea why they had the horrible look on their face. Well, when I had kissed that tree I had this huge lump on my forehead and blood was dripping down my face and I really didn't feel that blood. My brother had been way ahead of me and waited at the bottom of hill but never saw me come down and he went back up and found my hat and was freaking out because he thought that I had gotten hurt and raced back to the lodge and found us. I got all cleaned up and decided I wasn't going on that hill again and I would go on a smaller mountain.

The weird thing happened. I ran into a class mate of mine from High School there so we paired up and went skiing together and we forgot to get off the lift and went to another slope. We are standing at the top of the mountain. I knew right there and then that I was going to die because we see this sign saying "Expert Trail" Of all rotten luck. Someone helps her down the slope but leaves me at the top. I finally said Fuck It and started taking off my skies and would walk down the slope or die. I was on that slope for an hour and then my friend got a rescue team to go up and find me since she never saw me come down. How embarrassing again. Of course these two good looking guys have to come up and help me down the expert slope making me zig zag down. Of course I made it down alive since I am writing this aren't I.

Of course, I once again scared the pants off my parents. You know how many times they could have been rushed to the hospital because of me that day? Oh wait, I am not finished yet. We decided to have lunch and then my parents want to go cross-country skiing at a near by area. So, my brother, sister, and I had to stay at the ski area for a couple more hours. I decided that I should stick with the Bunny Slope. After all, it was an open field with no trees or really steep slope. The other two went their own way and I stayed with my friend.

We had been skiing on this slope for a while. I had no problem and then my clumsiness kicked in again. I was skiing down and took a nasty fall. I couldn't get up. My friend saw that I was in trouble and rushed over. I told her I think I popped my knee cap out but there was no way in hell was I going to a hospital since no one would know I was there. I told her my sister and brother were skiing and Mom and Dad went off some where else. I did the worst, I slammed my knee cap back to where it was supposed to be. That pain, was so unbearable and was the dumbest thing I ever did. I managed to get up with the help of my friend and got me back to the Lodge and sat in the chair and never got back up until my family came. I wasn't limping and just told them that I feel no big deal. Nope, never went to the Doctor over this until several years later and that Dr. knew what I did with out me having to tell him. Yup, I screwed up my knee for life. It doesn't sit in the socket like it is suppose too and I still to this day haven't had the surgery to fix it. Aren't I a dumb ass!

Just a note...I haven't gone skiing since 1975...and you wonder why?

Bruises

I had skipped over to Na Uh! Ya Huh blog aka momyblogr and there she has this big bruise. I am not sure where that bruise is on her body and didn't ask. Looking at that picture reminded me of a big bruise like that I had on my body one time.

After Christmas for many years, my family would go to our winter house in Vermont and we go skiing. I could downhill ski but wasn't' good at it and often would go cross-country skiing with my parents. It is a lot of work cross-country. The thing I liked about it was the fact I could cross-country anywhere and not just on a ski slope.

So, my parents and I would cross- country around the town where our winter/summer homes were and we could cross-country across the lake. Back in 1975 my parents are roughly my age now (48) and we were going down this slope. They had gone first, and me, being the chicken because the slope was steep and here I am only (17) at the time was a big chicken to go down. Then, I thought, they made it down with no problem so can I. I proceeded to go down the hill and my speed is increasing fast and I am not very good at stopping. At this point I didn't like the rate of speed that I was going and wanted to slow down. I have no darn idea how this happened but some how or another I had crossed my skies and tumbled over and my poles are flying every which way and then I felt a sharp pain after I had tumbled down onto the snow. I wasn't sure what had happened and I hear my father shouting from the bottom of the hill "Are you alright?" luckily, my head was facing my parents and I can see my mother with this horrible look on her face. I knew I must have looked like hell. They had quickly taken off their skies and raced up the hill. I was completely tangled up and my father pulls the ski pole out that had jammed into my left side boob. Yes, you read this right and stop laughing. That dam hurt, and I had this huge bruise on my boob for weeks.

To let you know, that was the end of my cross-country days of skiing. I will tell you my downhill skiing accident another time. Yes, you will laugh at that one too.

My Dog

When ever I leave the computer desk I have to make sure that I push the chair in otherwise one of the dogs will sit in the chair and look around the desk to pick something off the desk to chew on.

I can't tell you how many times my Boon Koon. That's a picture of her has eaten my glasses. I have gotten to the point I buy those cheap glasses at the dollar store because she ate my prescribtion glasses. $250 glasses in that dogs mouth!

So, my daughter calls me ever day from work and I get up from the computer and forgot to push my chair in. This little shit gets up on the computer desk and she sees my sons Birth Certification of Birth and a business card on the desk and takes them and would have proceeded to chew them to bits. She must of heard me finish up on the phone and I then go back into the living room where the computer is and see her sitting there INNOCENTLY like WTF did I do? I had noticed that she is sitting on the Birth Certificate and business card trying to hide it.

She will be a year December 23rd. These dogs no matter how old they are they still like to chew things up. My Pitt Bulls like to shread things into thousands of little pieces. Yes, I have 3 Pitt Bulls. You can see the other dogs in that picture blog I have on the side bar.

Silhouett Portrait

I belong to alot of craft groups and find tons of ideas through these groups. People are always thinking of inexpensive gifts to make for Mom, Dad, Kids, Grandparent, and friends.

Long ago, when I was about 7 or 8 years old. My mother did a silhouette portrait of my brother and I. To this day, she still has those portraits sitting on her dresser. For those that have kids, this make a great gift for the Grandparents. You could even have someone do a silhouett of you to give as a gift. People appreciate gifts made over gifts bought because you put your heart and soul into that gift.

Silhouette Portrait
Materials:
• Desk lamp
• Table
• Tape
• Large sheet of black paper



What to do:
1. Place a desk lamp on a table about 6 feet from a blank wall.
2. Have your child stand against the wall so his profile casts a
shadow on the wall behind him.
3. Tape the paper to the wall, in the shadow, and trace your child's
silhouette.
4. Cut out silhouett, glue it to a white paper and place in frame. You could reverse and make a white silhouett on a black background.

Bubba Kitty Kat

My sister had emailed me telling me her kitty kat that she has had for 22 years died in her arms last night by the fireplace.

My sister found this cat when she was in college in PA and kept that cat hidden in her dorm all four years. From there she went back home to my parents in Virginia, then to California, then to Boston, back to California, then to Manhattan, NY, then to Vermont, and then to Colorado. Every where my sister went that cat was with her.

That cat has flown on a plane more than any animal has. My sister had this carrier that looked like a gym bag and she would Bubba (cat) in this bag. It had mesh on both ends so he could breath. She would lay diapers on the bottom should he have an accident. Before she put him in his carrier she tell him to keep quiet or they be walking to their destination. Bubba never even meowed on any of the trips. As soon as she get off the plane she find some grass and let Bubba do his thing.

He has traveled across the country by car from Colorado to Vermont every summer. I would call him the most traveled cat. She had an idea he would pass on soon as he became deaf, was skinny no matter how much she tried to put weight on him. He was just old, and tired.

Bubba is now in Kitty Heaven..

Get your own sex name

I don't know why, but some of these silly quizzes are rather funny because we know most of them are made by the young kids. Yet, we find our selves doing them just for fun. I hope none of these offends anyone and if they do I am sorry.

Okay, now, I am sure there are some of you that may name their body parts. Well, I know men do but I haven't heard any woman naming their boobs or kitty. I say kitty because it is better especially saying it in public. If I knew you well enough and was standing in front of you having this conversation I would use the other word.

Anyhoo, so these are some of my names of varies things.

Your Boobies' Names Are: Silk and Satin

Get your own Boobie Names

Your Porn Star Name is: Cumisha Jones

Get your own Porn Star Name

Your Girl Parts Are Named: The Flaming Lips

Get your own Sex Name

Your Stripper Name is: Delicious

Get your own Stripper Name

Just in case you men want to know what your penis name is. So, in order for me to generate this I used the name Jack. Sorry Jack. LOL! This is the results.

Your Penis Name is: Big Lebowski

Get your own Penis Name

I am just using some guys name. I don't even know a Blake.

To pick up Blake: Hi will you help me find my lost puppy? I think he went into this cheap hotel room across the street.

Get your own Magic Pick Up Line

Appraiser

So, the apprasier came and went. I was telling him about my phone call to the Town Clerk. He had gone to the Assessor's Office and got what he needed. I had asked him when the house was built and he said in 1972 and then I asked the sqare footage. He tells me that the living area being up stairs is 1,262 + 5oo downstairs and finished. So, the total would be 1,762. I had a feeling that it was up there and thought when I was told 1,262 was too low. But this is how they tell you. Just your living space but when they figure the value of the house they add in the basement as they call it. He then asked what I thought my house value is. I said I am hoping at least $350,000 - $440,000. So, if I can get at least say $390,00 for it and minus out the Home Equity of $90,000 I still have $300,000. for this house. My total profit being of $117,000. I can live with that. All in all the value has doubled since I bought it for $183,000 with no mortgage.

We then started talking as I said I was from Norwalk as well as Wilton. So he asked my husband's name and said that it rings a bell. So, I named off some relatives and friends. Ah, yes he now knows who we are and our relatives. It such a small world isn't it.

He couldn't give me a value since he needed to add up some number and will give it to my loan officier. So, I shall have to wait.

Typing Test

How fast can you type? I took 4 years of typing in High School as well as 2 years in College. I use to be really fast. I guess as I get older my fingers don't work that fast any more. So, I have dropped from 70 wpm down to 55 wpm. Well, as of today. So, test your skill how well you type. I had always hated those tests. Talk about pressure!

Ole

Okay, I got this from Soonerfan as he is always sending me funny stuff. This is a pisser.

Ole was working at the fish plant up Nort in Dulut when he accidently cut off all ten of his fingers.

Ole went to the emergency room at the Clinic and when he got there the Norsky doctor looked at Ole and said, "Let's have da fingers and I'll see what I can do."

Ole said, "I haven't got da fingers."

"What do you mean, you haven't got da fingers?" the doctor asked. "Lord - it's 2005! We's got microsurgery and all kinds of incredible techniques. I coulda put dem back on and made you like new! "Why didn't you bring da fingers?" To which Ole says........

(Are you ready for this????)

How da f--k was I supposed to pick dem up?

Messages

That's right honey, I don't like Pabst Beer. But every now and then the Doctor makes me have one.

The Assessor's Can Just Kiss My.....

I have an appraiser coming tomorrow and he had asked me some questions about my property such as total sq. footage, age of house, and acreage. I couldn't remember any of this. So, I decided to call our Assessor to get this information. They wouldn't give me this information over the phone because someone had called them for this type of information and asked for the sq. footage, and they only gave the footage of the living area and not the basement area and she said they didn't ask for that. So, now they don't give out the information.

Now, to me the sq.footage is the entire house upstairs, downstairs, etc., but apparently the Assessor's have it broken down to sq. footage of living space and then the basement. Okay, I use to work in the Assessor's office and correct me if I am just plan dumb here. I would give the entire sq.footage of the house. Don't most people use the whole frickin house? Even if the basement isn't finished you still use it for storage, laundry room or what ever. You may not sleep there unless your in the dog house with your spouse. But you get my point here I need the entire footage of the house basement and all. It is still part of the house because when I sell it I am selling the whole frickin thing. They wouldn't even give me the acreage or when the house was built. Oh I have to come in to see this or mail a self-address-stamped envelope. I said to her "First, no car, appraiser coming tomorrow and lets not forget here that I pay this town a pretty penny of $5,000+ a year on taxes and you can't give me any of this information where all the other towns do. One last thing I said to her this is the most pathetic policy I have ever heard of" and hung up the phone.

I am not like this on the phone but when I hear something just so stupid it just pees me off. So in other words if some person living in Pluto, and needed all this like right now this is the line you will get. Talk about rotten customer service.

Jokes

RECENT STUDY FOUND OUT WHICH DAYS MEN PREFER TO HAVE SEX. IT WAS FOUND THAT MEN PREFERRED TO ENGAGE IN SEXUAL ACTIVITY ON THE DAYS THAT STARTED WITH THE LETTER "T."
EXAMPLES OF THOSE DAYS ARE AS FOLLOWS:
TUESDAY
THURSDAY
TODAY
TOMORROW
THANKSGIVING
THATURDAY
THUNDAY
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Another RECENT SURVEY WAS CONDUCTED ALSO TO DISCOVER WHY MEN GET OUT OF BED IN THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT.. HERE ARE THE SURVEY RESULTS:

5% SAID IT WAS TO GET A GLASS OF WATER
12% SAID IT WAS TO GO TO THE BATHROOM
83% SAID IT WAS TO GO HOME
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THE PERFECT BREAKFAST...AS A MAN SEES IT......YOU'RE SITTING AT THE TABLE AND YOUR SON IS ON THE COVER OF WHEATIES......YOUR MISTRESS IS ON THE COVER OF PLAYBOY.........
AND YOUR WIFE IS ON THE BACK OF THE MILK CARTON.
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WHAT'S THE BEST FORM OF BIRTH CONTROL AFTER 50?
NUDITY
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WHAT'S THE DIFFERENCE BETWEEN A GIRLFRIEND AND A WIFE?
ABOUT 45 LBS.
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WHAT'S THE DIFFERENCE BETWEEN A BOYFRIEND AND A HUSBAND?
ABOUT 45 MINUTES
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WHAT'S THE FASTEST WAY TO A MAN'S HEART?
THROUGH HIS CHEST WITH A REALLY SHARP KNIFE
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WHAT'S THE DIFFERENCE BETWEEN A SOUTHERN ZOO AND A NORTHERN ZOO?
A SOUTHERN ZOO HAS A DESCRIPTION OF THE ANIMAL ON THE FRONT OF THE CAGE, ALONG WITH A RECIPE.
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WHAT'S THE CUBAN NATIONAL ANTHEM?
ROW, ROW, ROW YOUR BOAT..........
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WHAT'S THE DIFFERENCE BETWEEN A NORTHERN FAIRYTALE AND A SOUTHERN FAIRYTALE?
A NORTHERN FAIRYTALE BEGINS "ONCE UPON A TIME....."
AND A SOUTHERN FAIRYTALE BEGINS...........
"Y'ALL AIN'T GONNA BELIEVE THIS SHIT
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Fly A Helicopter

Have you ever wanted to fly a Helicopter? Well, now is your chance. And, the best part is you can crash and not hurt any one. Come on, lets go flying.

New Bathroom For Men....

Wishful Thinking Guys!

Eye Say We Have Some FUN!

Hey kids! You know how Mom says to be careful with your eyes? Well this fun you don't have to worry about hurting your eyes. You have the pleasure of playing with someone else's. Isn't that fun? Click here EYES!

About Blog Stalking...

I just wanted to clear up something that I had said in that blog about a blog stalker. For those that visit me on a daily base and sometimes more than once because I may have written something else I wasn't referring to any of you. I just didn't want you to think that I am getting crept out byany one here.

The other thing that someone had asked is how would you know that someone was stalking? And, like Sydney had commented about having a status counter on ones blog you can see where the IP address is coming from is how you know how many times a person visits your blog but that person doesn't even make comments. So, that is why I had said would this be a blog stalker? When someone visits your blog like 24 or more times a day you wonder what is up with this person? Not that you don't mind them visiting but it is weird that they don't even comment.

Anyhoo, I just wanted to clear this up.

Blog stalker...

You know when someone doesn't like you they still keep coming to your blog several times on a daily base to check your blog out. I mean, if you don't like someone, why do you care what they do? Right? Why continuously check to see what they are doing or saying especially when they check on you at least 10 - 15 times a day or more.

Now, are they afraid that person is going to talk about them and reveal something about them that they don't want anyone to know about? Are they that insecure about who they are and feel guilty with some of the things that they have done?

Isn't this harassment? Especially when you have no idea why this person doesn't like you. Even if you know who your stalker is and you have done nothing to this person to cause this kind of behavior.

Do you have a blog stalker? What would you do if you had a blog stalker?

Beautiful Weekend

It was a gorgeous weekend. Saturday's temperature was in the 70s and Sunday was warm but not as warm as Saturday. It seem like everybody was outside in T-shirts, and shorts catching what may be the last of the warm weather. It was like Indian summer, and the magnificent colors of the leaves in which we are at our peak. Leaves just scattered all over covering the ground. While it may seem like a mess to some but not to me.

We had done our usual running around and my husband had to put in a new sewer pump as the other one went. In the 10 years that we have lived here we have only had to call someone in to repair the boiler and while the guy was doing that my husband would watch him closely so if it should break down again he knew what to do. Being a home owner you learn to fix almost everything yourself if you can. Of course when we first lived here he didn't know squat. I bought him plenty of those How-to-Do books on repairs. They have come in handy that is for sure.

It seems as though in the last couple of weeks a few things in the house have broken down that my husband hasn't been able to work on his truck. He has been working on since summer and can only do what he can with what ever time he has. He is rebuilding the whole engine. Right now he is working on the brake line. It seems that every time he completes one thing something else needs to be done. Well, the truck had been sitting in the garage for some time so things got rusty and what not.

We had friends over on Sunday and since it was nice out we just hung out side and let the puppy run around. So it was a pleasant weekend.

How was your weekend?

Getting Older

See what happens when you get older...

This Is Very Disturbing....

I went to this site that a friend of mine gave me to check out driver's liscense and found mine on this website. This is really scary stuff to see this on the Internet but then again you never know what you will find on the Internet.

National Motor Vehicle License Bureau web site- offering a free searchable database of over 121 million U.S. driver's license photos and license information.

The United States B.S. amendment to the Freedom of Information Act enacted on Sept. 3rd 2004 provides public access to motor vehicle driver's information in an electronic format. Under the Motor Vehicle Operator License Identification Act (MOLIA), all US states are required to adhere to the Driver's B.S. statute and store an electronic copy of all valid drivers licenses in their state, of which neither is true.

Read what a few people said:

"Your database has become a valuable tool in my private investigation work. "
- Ralph Keener

" Using your services I discovered a case of identity theft -- someone used my identity in another state. "
- Don Johnson

"Thanks to your service I was able to find my old highschool sweetheart when all other avenues had failed. It's a lot easier to identify someone by a photo rather than fishing through white page listings."
- Michael Moore

"You're a source for great laughs. I wanted to retake my license photo until I saw my friends were worse! "
- Leah Thalistleheimer

Do your self a favor and see if yours is in that database.

Which Messed Up Barbie Would You Be?

	Which dysfunctional Barbie are you? Sorority Slut Barbie You're the Tri Sigma whore that every frat loser knows by name. You love your hot pink tube top and your blonde streaks glow in the blacklight at all the frat parties. Chances are you've been on Girls Gone Wild at least once.
	Click Here to Take This Quiz Brought to you by YouThink.com quizzes and personality tests.

Girlfriend's Nephew

I do not buy the newspaper. Why bother as I can read what is going on right on the Internet. A friend of mine that I use to work with had IM me tell me that a friend of ours that we worked with nephew was killed on Thursday.

An apparent drag race turned deadly late Thursday when a fiery three-car crash killed my friend's nephew. His car slammed into a tree. Kids are always challenging each other to see who's car is the fastest.

The passenger was trapped inside the burning car was critically injured, and two others were seriously injured. He was pronounced dead shortly after the crash.

The accident happened around 11:30 p.m., the kid that was killed, another kid and a third driver, were north on this road "in close proximity to each other" when one kids car veered right and lost control, police said. The car rolled on its roof.

The kid that died car then clipped the left front of the other driver,sending it spinning out of control.

After the other kid striking the kid that died his car headed northwest across the road, left the pavement and hit a large tree before bursting into flames.

The kid that died was apparently ejected, but passenger in his car was trapped inside the burning vehicle.Two of the responding police officers were treated for smoke inhalation.

The kid that was trapped in the burning car was flown by a LifeStar helicopter to a burn unit. He was listed in critical condition.

My girlfriend family has been through some hell loosing a few family member. Such as her parents house burned down killing her two brother's that were trapped inside. Several years ago she lost another brother due to an aneurysm and now this.

Male Brain

May I have your attention please! Have you ever wanted to see what really goes on inside the male brain? Now, is your chance to see a live male brain at work. I always knew that some of their noodles were missing. This explains it all! We all knew they were thinking with the wrong HEAD!

Bartenders Psychology:

Before you order a drink in public, you should read this!

Seven New York City bartenders were asked if they could nail a woman's personality based on what she drinks. Though interviewed separately, they concurred on almost all counts.

The results:

Beer: Personality: Causal, low-maintenance; down to earth. Your Approach: Challenge her to a game of pool.

Blender Drinks: Personality: Flaky, whiny, annoying; a pain in the ass.
Your Approach: Avoid her, unless you want to be her cabana boy.

Mixed Drinks: Personality: Older, more refined, high maintenance, has very picky taste; knows EXACTLY what she wants.
Your Approach: You won''t have to approach her. If she''s interested, she''ll send you a drink.

Wine: (does not include White Zinfandel) Personality: Conservative and classy; sophisticated yet giggles.
Your Approach: Tell her you love to travel and spend quiet evenings with friends.

White Zinfandel: Personality: Easy; thinks she is classy and sophisticated, actually, she has NO clue.
Your Approach: Make her feel smarter than she is...this should be an easy target.

Shots: Personality: Likes to hang with frat-boy pals and looking to get
totally drunk ... and naked.
Your Approach: Easiest hit in the joint. You have been blessed. Nothing to do but wait, however, be careful not to make her mad!

Tequilla: No explanations required -- everyone just KNOWS what happens there.

THEN, there is the MALE addendum ---- The deal with guys is, as always, very simple and clear cut:

Domestic Beer: He''s poor and wants to get laid.

Imported Beer: He likes good beer and wants to get laid.

Whiskey: He doesn't give a damn about anything but getting laid.

Tequila: He is thinking he has a chance with the toothless waitress

White Zinfandel: He's gay

Wanting to Write...

I have always wanted to write a book and I keep saying that. I can remember clearly standing in my living room when I use to live in NJ saying this to my father. He had just finished reading a report that I had written. He said it was good but my grammar was terrible.

My father always gripped about how there were too many illiterate people out there, the schools fail to teach English properly, and not enough of it. Now, you are talking about the 1970s here that he made that statement to me.

My parents shoved so much English tutoring down my throat you would think I can write properly by now. I know, I am very conscience of my writing, and if I am using it properly. Am I putting the commas in the right place would be one example. My father always said the best thing to do is to read what you wrote out loud. If I am reading my sentence without taking a breath, there has to be a comma put some where. I don't know if that rule of thumb still applies or if anyone has ever heard of it.

You see, my father is a genius. He was tested when he was young. He skipped several grades. He has a photographic memory.

My father did a lot of interviewing job applications when he worked at Mobil Oil Corp. in NY, and he was so disgusted with the many applications he had to view. The people that were applying for the job had gone to good colleges, and they couldn't spell right. He couldn't understand it. So, when it was my time to go to college he pressed more English on me, and he actually drove from CT to NJ to talk to the counselors and made them tutor me in more English. I was in the office with him when he was talking to my counselor. I remember my counselor saying to him that the college didn't offer grammar. This really pissed my father right off. So, he said to the counselor that she was going to tutor me and he would be glad to pay what ever fee for this. So, again, I got more English shoved at me.

This brings me to the point of telling my father how I wanted to be a writer. I can still visualize him standing in front of me saying "And, how do you propose to do that when your grammar stinks?" Of course, me being a smart ass said "Why do you think we have editors?"

I see in blogspot we have many people who are writers. Perhaps I can take some advice, pay attention, and learn something from all the fantastic writers that I have read so far here on blogspot. I didn't even know what some of the writer's were talking about when they had abbreviated NNWM. So, I had clinked onto a link that lead me there. I can't even imagine trying to write a 175 pg. novel in one month. Talk about pressure.

Create Your Own Montage

This is a really cool site to go to. I made a montage of fall leaves for example. Create something you like.

Montage-a-google is a simple web-based app that uses Google's image search to generate a large gridded montage of images based on keywords (search terms) entered by the user. Not only an interesting way of browsing the net, it can also be used to create desktop pictures or even posters.

New Grand Canyon Sky Walk

Over my dead body would you ever catch me walking out on something like this so that I can get a better view of the Grand Canyon. You would have to sedate me.



New Grand Canyon Sky walk

* Scheduled to open Jan. 1, 2006 Hualapai Indian Reservation

* Just about 70 feet into the canyon, 4000 ft above the Colorado River

* Will accommodate 120 people comfortably - I don't think so! Not while I am standing on it.

(Ha Ha!!!!! I can see you crawling on your hands and knees
to look over the edge?)

* Built with more than a million pounds of steel beams, and includes dampeners that minimize the structure's vibration.

* Designed to hold 72 million pounds, withstand an 8.0 magnitude earthquake 50 miles away, and withstand winds in excess of 100 mph - Now how do they know that it withstand and earthquake that far away? And, what asshole would be on this with wides at 100mph?

* The walkway has a glass bottom and sides...four inches thick. - You have got to be kidding me. Why would I want to look down? What if that glass gave out by some dumb ass people jumping on it all the time. NADA gonna happen if I was on it.

No thanks! Just looking at the picture can cause an ANXIETY ATTACK!

Chemo Caps

On a serious note here. Yes, I can be serious most of the time and Cancer is a serious subject for me since many of my family members have died from cancer.

I found this site and wanted to share with anyone that knows how to knit or crochet. Maybe you are learning how to knit or crochet and this would make a good project that you can make and give back to those that are going through chemo and will soon loose their hair..

Hairloss is a traumatic side effect faced by many cancer patients. Maybeyou’ve experienced it yourself, or maybe someone you love has. It’seasy to help.

Knitin super-soft yarn, this cap with soothe and warm chemotherapy patientsin high style. Knit one and bring it to the hospital or to the American Cancer Society in your area.

Please note the following as you knit your Chemo Care Cap

- Chemotherapy patients have very sensitive skin.
- All caps must be made with a super-soft luxurious yarn such as Chinchilla.




SUPPLIES
1 ball Berroco Chinchilla Yarn or other super-soft yarn
1 set double pointed knitting needles, size 9 or size to obtain gauge — OR— 1 crochet hook, size 6mm (J)
1 St Marker

KNIT INSTRUCTIONS
Gauge: 12 sts = 4", 18 rows = 4" in St st
SAVE TIME, TAKE TIME TO CHECK GAUGE!

Withdpn's, cast on 3 sts. Inc 1 st in each st across – 6 sts. Divide sts onall 3 needles with 2 sts on each needle. Mark for beg of rnd and carrymarker up. Knit 1 rnd.

Next Rnd: Inc 1 st in each st – 12 sts. Knit 1 rnd.

Inc Rnd:* K1, inc 1 st in next st, rep from * around – 18 sts. Knit 1 rnd.Continue to inc 6 sts every other rnd, having 1 more st between incseach time until there are 60 sts on needles. Work even in St st (kevery rnd) until cap measures 6" from beg. Work even in k1, p1 ribbinguntil yarn is almost gone. Bind off all sts loosely in ribbing.

CROCHET INSTRUCTIONS
Gauge: 10 hdc’s = 4”, 8 rows = 4”
SAVE TIME, TAKE TIME TO CHECK GAUGE.

Withcrochet hook, ch 5 and join with a sl st to form a ring. Work 8 sc’s inring, join with a sl st in first sc. Mark with pin for beg of md andcarry marker up.

Rnd 2: Ch 2, *hdc in next sc, 2 hdc’s in next sc, rep from * around, join with a sl st in top of ch-2 - 12 hdc’s.

Rnd 3: Rep Rnd 2 - 18 hdc’s.

Rnd 4: Rep Rnd 2 - 27 hdc’s.

Rnd 5: Ch 2, work 1 hdc in each hdc around, join with a sl st in top of ch-2.

Rnd 6: Ch 2, *hdc in next 2 hdc’s, 2hdc’s in next hdc in next hdc, rep from * around, join with a sl st in top o ch-2 - 36 hdc’s.

Rnd 7: Rep Rnd 5.

Rnd 8:Ch 2, *hdc in next 3 hdc’s, 2 hdc’s in next hdc, rep from * around,join with a sl st in top of ch-2 - 45hdc’s. Rep Rnd 5 until capmeasures 7” from beg or desired length.

Project reprinted courtesy of Berroco

Whack The Boss

I am taking some things from my other blog or I may have written about this before earlier in case some of you missed it and I think you will find amusing. For those that go out and work I am sure there are plenty of times if you could you would Whack Your Boss. Now, if you work for yourself and annoy yourself at times...go ahead and whack yourself as well!

The fun thing about this is that you can erase what you did and whack him with something else and you win points too. I must remind you that this is violent. Hey, it's you that is violent cause afterall, you want to whack your boss or you.

I'm Tickle Me Elmo.....Giggle, Giggle

Isn't this a fun blog? Am I keeping you busy with all this fun stuff boys and girls? That's good. So, what do I have for you today? Ah, more fun quizzes. Everyone likes quizzes.

Here we go....

Everyone has a personality of a cartoon character. Have you ever asked yourself what cartoon character do you most resemble? A group of investigators got together and analyzed the personalities of well known and modern cartoon characters. The information that was gathered was made into this test: Answer all the questions with what describes you best, add up all your points (which are next to the answer that you choose) at the end and look for your results. Do not cheat by looking at the end of the blog before you are done. Have fun with this blog and highlight this and put in your blogs so your friends can play too. Let me know who you are.

Are you ready?

1. Which one of the following describes the perfect date?
a) Candlelight dinner (4 pts.)
b) Fun/Theme Park (2 pts.)
c) Painting in the park (5 pts.)
d) Rock concert (1 pt.)
e) Going to the movies (3 pts.)

2. What is your favorite type of music?
a) Rock and Roll (2 pts.)
b) Alternative (1 pt.)
c) Soft Rock (4 pts.)
d) Country (5 pts)
e) Pop (3 pts.)

3. What type of movies do you prefer?
a) Comedy (2 pts.)
b) Horror (1 pt.)
c) Musical (3 pts.)
d) Romance (4 pts.)
e) Documentary (5 pts.)

4. Which one of these occupations would you choose if you only could choose one of these?
a) Waiter (4 pts.)
b) Professional Sports Player (5 pts.)
c) Teacher (3 pts.)
d) Police (2 pts.)
e) Cashier (1 pt)

5. What do you do with your spare time?
a) Exercise (5 pts.)
b) Read (4 pts.)
c) Watch television (2 pts.)
d) Listen to music (1 pt.)
e) Sleep (3 pts.)

6. Which one of the following colors do you like best?
a) Yellow (1 pt.)
b) White (5 pts.)
c) Sky Blue (3 pts.)
d) Dark Blue (2 pts.)
e) Red (4 pts.)

7. What do you prefer to eat right now?
a) Snow (3 pts.)
b) Pizza (2 pts.)
c) Sushi (1 pt.)
d) Pasta (4 pts.)
e) Salad (5 pts.)

8. What is your favorite holiday?
a) Halloween (1 pt.)
b) Christmas (3 pts.)
c) New Year (2 pts.)
d) Valentine's Day (4 pts.)
e) Thanksgiving (5 pts.)

9. If you could go to one of these places which one would it be?
a) Paris (4 pts)
b) Spain (5 pts)
c) Las Vegas (1 pt)
d) Hawaii (4 pts)
e) Hollywood (3 pts)

10. With which of the following would you prefer to spend time with?
a) Someone Smart (5 pts.)
b) Someone attractive (2 pts.)
c) Someone who likes to Party (1 pt.)
d) Someone who always has fun (3 pts.)
e) Someone very sentimental (4 pts.)

Now add up your points and find out the answer you have been waiting for!

(10-16 points) You are Garfield: You are very comfortable, easy going, and you definitely know how to have fun but sometimes you take it to an extreme. You always know what you are doing and you are always in control of your life. Others may not see things as you do, but that doesn't mean that you always have to do what is right. Try to remember your happy spirit may hurt you or others.

(17-23 points) You are Snoopy: You are fun, you are very cool and popular. You always know what's in and you never are out of style. You are good at knowing how to satisfy everyone else. You have probably disappeared for a few days more than once but you always come home with the family values that you learned. Being married and having children are important to you, but only after you have had your share of fun times.

(24-28 points) You are Elmo: You have lots of friends and you are also popular, always willing to give advice and help out a person in need. You are very optimistic and you always see the bright side of things. Some good advice: try not to be too much of a dreamer, if not you will have many conflicts with life.

(29-35 points) You are Sponge Bob Square Pants: You are the classic person that everyone loves. You are the best friend that anyone could ever have and never want to lose. You never cause harm to anyone and they would never not understand your feelings. Life is a journey, it's funny and calm for the most part. Stay away from traitors and jealous people, and then you will be stress free.

(36-43 points) You are Charlie Brown: You are tender, you fall in love quickly but you are also very serious about all relationships. you are a family person. You call your mom every Sunday. You have many friends and may occasionally forget a few Birthdays. Don't let your passion confuse you with reality.

(44-50 points) You are Dexter: You are smart and definitely a thinker. Every situation is fronted with a plan. You have a brilliant mind. You demonstrate very strong family principles. Maintain a stable routine but never ignore a bad situation when it comes.

Now, wasn't this fun?

What are you worth?

Ruben had this on his blog in case you haven't seen this. It is weird to see a value on your life but even after I had taken this test and saw the results it made me laugh on a few of them.

Human For Sale How Much Are You Worth?

But hey, it's just for fun.

This is my score: I am worth: You are worth exactly $1,068,510 oh boy! Well, that is in the millions. The little things that crack me up here on the ones with no dollar amount. Like being short for one. Anyway, here is the break down:

Gender: Female $135,000
Age: 47 $10,000
Ethnicity: White/Caucasian $130,000
Height: 5'2 $0
Weight: 130 lbs. $25,000
Body Type: Average $0
Hair Color: Blonde $25,000
Eye Color: Blue $1,000
Handed: Right $5,000
Body Hair: A Little Hairy $15,000
Shoe Size: 7 $5,000
Bald: No $0
20/20 Eyesight: No $0
Bra Size: NA $0
Cavities: 3-4 $0
Athletic Ability: Below Average $10,000
Attractiveness: NA $45,000
IQ: 110 $22,505
SAT Score: NA $0
HS GPA: 2.9 $21,750
Education: Vocational Training $4,000
Bilingual: No $0
Income: NA $5,000
Profession: Other $0
Alcohol: NA $0
Smoker: Yes ($50,000)
Pot: No $10,000
Drugs: No $10,000
Exercise: Occasionally $10,000
Divorced: No $0
Comitted Felony: No $15,000
Watch Television: Occasionally $5,000
Sexuality: NA $25,000
Style: Average $15,000
Artistic: Average $30,000
Sense of Humor: Above Average $45,000
Addictive Personality: Yes ($15,000)
Give to Charity: No $0
Adult Content: Never $0
Gamble: Never $0
Multiplier x2
$1,068,510

Fido Puzzle

Okay Kids, I gotta keep you entertained. I got another fun thing for you to do.

OK, it's up to you to figure this out. Follow the directions. Go to the site shown below. This will boggle your mind...Take your time and follow the instructions. After reading each window click on the boy in the lower right corner. You will be amazed....and no, I don't know how it's done.

Fido Puzzle

Find Your Spot

I was reading someone's blog and now I can't remember who to give credit to. If it is anyone that is reading this I am sorry I couldn't remember your name.

Anyway, it was about Find Your Spot. Take their fun online quiz. It will instantly provide you with a tailored list of the best cities and small towns that fit you. Compare the perfect hometowns and undiscovered havens that match your interests. Dig deeper with colorful reports, job listings, and more. It's fun & easy! This will take about 15 minutes of your time because they do ask a lot of questions.

So, where are my spots: Eagle River, Wisconsin, Nevada, Oregon, New Mexico, Woodstock Vermont, and Johnson, Vermont. I was so pleased to see both towns in Vermont. Some of you already know that I have a summer house in Vermont and this is where I can see my self retire. I really don't mind the cold winter. The summer's are great as it isn't too hot there. Just perfect.

So, go find your spot.