Okay....so I'm 17 minutes late...

...but to be fair, I started this before 12.



And also...photoshop is hard, dude. And maybe I might have been watching Family Guy. Just a little.

So! Today (well...yesterday...the 10th! Of May!) is my Granny's birthday! Her 84th birthday to be exact! Yay Granny!

Granny is the best granny ever! When I was little, we used to spend hours (and all of her quarters) at Roses riding the little plastic horsies. Okay...so it was just me who rode the horsies, but she was standing there watching the whole time. And we all know how important it is for grown-ups to "watch ME!" when we're little. Looking back on it now, I'm convinced that she enjoyed that just as much, if not more, as me! We also used to build "super card houses" on her rug in the living room. They had the best carpet for card houses. You could stand up one card! These things had 4 and 5 stories sometimes. And the best part was always knocking them over at the end of the day (although, sometimes my granddad got that honor...hee hee...I think knocking stuff over is a guy thing).

Since she's gotten older and isn't able to cook all the things that had become traditions, like her sour cream cinnamon coffee cake (a Christmas breakfast staple) I've been trying to figure out some of her cooking secrets. So since I was meeting up with my parents on Tuesday, I thought I'd try to bake the coffee cake and send some home with them so Granny could have some of the cake that she lovingly prepared all those years for her birthday. I spoke with her today and she said that she loved it! Which makes me pretty darn happy. Also, my mom said it was fantastic, which means SO much. It took me awhile, (and many "eh" kind of coffee cakes) to figure out that she used the recipe as a "guide", but once I got over my fear of screwing it up forever (can't quite figure out how I got that in my crazy head) I tweaked some of the ingredients and lo and behold! Granny's coffee cake! Yay!

So Happy Birthday Granny! You're the best! I love you!

-your favorite grandchild
(heh)

Tag!! Apparently, I'm It!

Alright, I've been tagged by Arlene so here goes!!

Rules: Each player of this game starts off with ten weird things, habits or little known facts about themselves. People who get tagged must write in a blog of their own ten weird things, habits or little known facts, as well as state this rule clearly. At the end you must choose six people to be tagged and list their names.

1. I can make my eyes vibrate.

2. I do not like ice cream.

3. When I was little, I thought the colors red and orange were evil. I have no idea why.

4. Even though I hate them, sometimes I eat the black jellybeans because they remind me of my granddad because he loved them and anytime I got jellybeans I'd always save the black ones and give them to him.

5. I HATE talking on the phone.

6. I can crack my neck really loud just by turning my head (no hands!), and most people think it's disgusting (but I secretly like that they think that).

7. I could eat an entire bag of goldfish crackers by myself and not be full (but I really try not to).

8. I really hate some of the "classic" books that, as an aspiring writer, I should really like and honestly don't get why they're such a big deal.

9. I'm an expert "hider". I was always the one who was never found during a game of "hide and seek" and I have hidden things so well that they weren't found for years (and no, no puppies!!!).

10. I hate to be touched by anyone I don't know. This old woman at the grocery store patted my arm once and the friend I was with said that it looked like all the blood drained out of my face. I have no idea what I thought she would do to me, but it freaked me out.

So there you have it. Hopefully that was interesting and hopefully the people I tag won't go "who are you?"! ;)

That's right! I'm taggin' you! Jamie (Hyman), Beth, Shell, Susan, and everyone else I can think of has already played. So there ya' go! Hopefully y'all will participate. This was fun! :) Thanks Arlene!

Why Is This So Funny To Me?

This is what happens to my parent's dock every time the water level rises more than usual and then goes back down. It just stays. This is hilarious to me.

I'm pretty sure my dad has fixed this since I took the picture (I took it over Thanksgiving). But until he got around to actually fixing it, he made himself a little tool to temporarily fix it. How "Dad" is that?

Okay Dad! Quit reading this and get back to work on my spice rack! Hee hee!

Carnage

Sorry for the pause. My parents came up this past weekend and I was busy entertaining (and by entertaining I mean stuffing my face with everything from fondue to birthday cake to the best slice of gigantic pizza I've ever had from Sbarro).

Apparently the kitties felt left out since we brought them back no fondue and shared none of the cake or other goodies. And if they thought I was going to share my pizza, they're crazier than I thought.

I say this because when I got up this morning I found this:



Which not 24 hours ago had 4 or 5 colored feathers* sticking out of it's butt. Now it's reduced to have a chilly, bald hiney.

And also, this:

Which, I might be wrong here, but I could swear that the last time I looked at the hot dog buns that they didn't have a huge hole gnawed in the bag and a chunk of hot dog bun missing. But really. Might be just me.

And the culprit?

Who has apparently set his sights on the poor unsuspecting orange, shiney ball. I'm expecting to find toy innards in the dining room any minute now.

*which I can find none of, but rest assured I'll be seeing them tomorrow when I clean out the litter box. pray for me (and for Winston).

2, 4, 6, 8, Who Do We Appreciate?

Mom! Mom! Yaaaaaaaaay MOM!!!

Today is my mother's birthday. I believe she's.....yes, she's 37. Or is it 35? 26? I can't ever remember...she gets younger every year! At least every year since I moved out. I wonder why that is...hmm...

Also, this is my 100th post. Wheeeeee!

We were supposed to celebrate last weekend (the birthday, not the 100th post...although, that's an interesting idea) but Rat and I both woke up Friday with something resembling the flu. Only meaner. To be fair, Rat got it worse than I did, but that's probably because he's the one who brought it home. So he deserved it. Ha!

Where was I going with this. Oh yes, we were going to celebrate my mom's 29th birthday last weekend, but we were sick and had to cancel. Which sucked. I was really looking forward to it. So looking forward to it, in fact, that did not clean the house one little bit. At all. Not even a little bit. Unless you count the dirt I picked up off the floor with my socks....which I then took off and threw on the floor.

Now normally when my parents are coming to visit, I turn into a cleaning machine, but this time I just couldn't get into it and I didn't know why. Of course, when I woke up Friday with a migraine and a fever, things started coming into focus. And then going out of focus. Cause migraines are just no fun. Bah.

But we're both much better today, thanks for asking (I'm sure you did. You're so polite.) and I'm trying to make a dent in this pile of laundry. I've got about twice as much since I'm also washing blankets and comforters and pillows to try and get rid of all the sicky germs. The bastards.

Wait. There was a point to this post. What was it? Oh yeah, Happy Birthday Mom! I promise this weekend will be a lot of fun. Way more fun than last weekend would have been. Even if we weren't sick. So you see? It all worked out for the best. And also, the house will be clean (at least somewhat...I don't expect Rat to help since he will most likely be playing the "I'm siiiiiiick" card for the rest of the week. And what's with that anyway? I was sick too. And yet I was the one who had to peel myself off the couch to go get nyquil and mucinex and soup. Why? Can anyone explain to me why grown men become 2 year olds when they get the sniffles and yet women have to walk it off and continue to cook and pick up after our poor sick hubby who just can't be bothered to take his soup bowl back into the kitchen although he had no problem exploding the soup all over the inside of the microwave and now I've lost my train of thought again.). Oh yes, the clean house. Or semi-clean anyway. At least the mound of laundry in the hallway should be gone by then. Mostly.

So....Happy Birthday Mom! I love you and I can't wait until this weekend when we get to celebrate!

Also, HI DAD!!!

We Are Family....something something....Sisters and Me!

Hi y'all. I don't know if this actually made the news all around the country (most likely not, although the chemical fire did!) but our state has lost one of it's schools due to a fire (not the one at the chemical storage facility). Eastern Guilford High School was destroyed by fire on November 1 or last year (wow, it feels funny to say "last year"). Now that's not just any high school. It happens to be the high school that my little sister attends. Or at least attended. All the students are scattered about now. It especially sucks for her and her fellow seniors since their last year is not going to be what your senior year of high school is supposed to be like.















I've been trying to think of an idea of how I could help, and then it hit me! The blog. Duh.

They are accepting donations online here and here. And they're also selling these very cool t-shirts and hoodies here.




















I've been wearing mine for a few weeks now to show my Wildcat Pride! The shirts say "Fire may burn our building, but nothing can destroy our pride" and are very comfortable!

So go to their website and splurge on a shirt (or two.....) or make a donation (no matter how large or small). Every little bit counts! These kids need their school back!

And now back to your regularly scheduled programming....

Negative Nancy

I swear I'll do better. Things have been nuts around here lately. This weekend has been non-existent.

Friday was spent cleaning since my parents were coming up around noon on Saturday.

Saturday, was "parents day" and we went to A Christmas Carol at the Theatre in the Park which was SO EXCELLENT! I highly recommend it. It was hilarious (but that's okay, it was supposed to be). The Director/star of the show (a.k.a. Ebenezer Scrooge), Ira David Wood III and he just totally made the show. He adds in things that have happened in politics or entertainment news or whatever lately and he has you laughing the entire show. I think it was nearly 3 hours, but it didn't even feel like half of that. The crack about Britney Spears and her underwear or lack-there-of still has me crackin' up! Anyway, he's been directing and starring in the show for 32 years and this was his last year, which is terrible. I doubt the show will ever be the same without him. Yes, I totally recommend it.

Let's see. Hmm. Oh, then we went to this Italian restaurant that's right by the theater and were forced to choose between waiting an hour and a half to two hours or all eight of us could sit at the bar. And eat Italian food. Fun. Guess which one we choose? Yeah, we all sat at the bar. And couldn't talk to anyone sitting more than one person away from us. And we had to deal with people coming up and ordering drinks while we were trying to talk. Excuse me much?

Didn't get home until late because well, my Dad's insane. I think he figures that he's been driving for so long that everyone else should just have to get out of his way. Everyone. Including street signs. And medians.

It was a fun drive home.

We also directed him to a house several streets away from us that, no kidding, has every single one of those blow up Christmas things that they make. Also lights EVERYWHERE, a family of caroling snowmen (and women) and another family of penguins. And other assorted doodads. It was entertaining.

Sunday, WE FINALLY GOT OUR CHRISTMAS TREE!!!! Yippee!!! I am a Christmas nut. A "Chestnut" if you will. Although, no roasting on an open fire. Yet, anyways. I don't want to be one of those "have-the-tree-up-before-Thanksgiving" people, but the first week in December would be nice. I, however, live with Negative Nancy. I couldn't think of a better name for him for several months now, but I think I've finally got this one pinned down. He was the one repeating "It's just awful" at the 'enthusiastically lit' yard. He's the one that insists we don't get a tree until two weeks before Christmas. AND that we take it down before the new year (and when I saywe I mean me). Oh, and doesn't help me decorate the tree at all, but that's okay, I kind of prefer to do it myself. That way it's done right. ;) hee hee

We also had the annual TaeKwonDo Christmas banquet thingy today. Wow. That was fun. Lots of people I don't know, getting lots of awards, and lots and lots of me clapping for them or risk looking like a tool. It actually wasn't as bad as I thought it would be. We ended up being sat next to some really nice people, so that made it bearable. Also, we found out that "Negative Nancy's" instructor is a year YOUNGER than ME! OMG! We had no idea. We were thinking late twenties, and he was thinking maybe early thirties, but he's 24! Ha! That'll show us.

Now we're home and finished watching Firefly, which is just a great show and they should have never taken it off the air, for no reason! And Battlestar Gallactica just ended (thank God). And the tree is decorated (and soooo purtay). And I guess it's about time to try and go to sleep. And this is just about the worst blog entry I've ever written.

But, tomorrow (I think) I will take pictures of my dog in his Christmas "get up" and post them here. And if y'all are really good, maybe I'll take some pictures of the kitties in their Christmas gear and post them. One has a Santa hat, and the other has light-up reindeer antlers. HA! So cute! They hate me so much. Except the dog. He's kinda dumb. But we love him.

Oh, and Christmas shopping? What Christmas shopping. Christmas is like 2 months away, right? Right? Hmm.....maybe I should get on that then!

Oh. My. Freakin'. Gawd.

Y'all....we're gettin' a Trader Joe's!

I'm so excited!

Is that sad?

I don't care! We're gettin' a Trader Joe's! We're gettin' a Trader Joe's!

Nananananana nanananananana!!!!

I should probably explain that I love to cook! Love. To. Cook. I tried making chicken enchiladas tonight that we had last week at Super Model and her boyfriend Suds' house. I uh...didn't actually ask them what went in it, I just tried to watch. Kinda.

They turned out pretty good too!

And I'm always trying to make new things that call for stuff that my regular crap-o-mart doesn't carry. And sometimes they used to carry it, but I apparently bought it all so they decided not to reorder! The big Derfwads!

So....I'm excited about a grocery store. Let's all try to move on.

I have nothing to say, so what the heck I'll try to write something

Yup. Absolutely nothing to say. Nothing going on in my brain. I'm just thought out.

The dog scared himself half to death getting outside the other day. He bumped our leaning tower of boxes that were waiting to go to the dump and some of them fell over on him. I guess that's to be expected when you're 115 lbs, hyper, and have no control over your tail. He did that funny thing that cats do when something scares them. Jumped straight up into the air and then bolted outside.

It's very funny seeing this giant dog, affectionately known as "Dogzilla" act like a little fraidy cat.

**4 hours have now passed since I wrote the above**

We just watched the new Discovery thing on China (Italy comes on tomorrow). It was very interesting and I'm glad they focused in on the people and not the government. It's worth the 2 hours to watch.

We're having friends over tomorrow night (I guess that's tonight, now)and I'm afraid I'm not going to be able to sleep tonight and then I'll be all sleepy and cranky tomorrow and I'll probably burn the chicken...and nobody likes burnt chicken. Maybe I can just lie and say it's "blacked chicken"...Hee!

I wrote Model an email about dinner and she wrote me back saying that she and her boyfriend Suds thought I had an entertaining writing style. Which of course gave me a huge boost of confidence and my head swelled up and I started feeling all hoitytoity...and now....I can think of nothing entertaining to write about and I can't even write about nothing in an entertaining way. Hmph.

My dad's here tonight, so I was trying to combine all the cleaningish things that I had to do to get the house ready for his visit and for our dinner tomorrow night. And what did I get done? Umm...about half of my list...for his visit...oopsy. I still have to clean the kitchen floor (can't I just let the dog lick it? he's got that textured tongue!), vacuum in the den (again?! Hubby needs to learn how to control his food a little better!), try and finish up in my office (shut up, no I'm not done with it yet...it would have gone faster if SOMEone would help me!), if I finish that then I have to move all my stuff BACK into it and out of the guest room (yeah, sorry 'bout that Dad), then there's the dinner that I have to get ready (it's kind of a stages thing)(and could I be using anymore parenthases?)(apparently!)and that includes letting a stick of butter come to room temperature and then mixing in herbs/garlic/lemon juice and whatnot then wrapping it back up and hardening in the fridge, pound out chicken breasts (I'm awful at this!)(and the chicken slime! YUCK!), clean up the kitchen from the raw chicken shower it's sure to receive, and then there's more, but I won't bore you anymore than I already have!

But I still have to get up early in the morning and fix my dad breakfast. HoHum....the life of being the Hostess with the Mostess! ;)

Can you pull your spleen? I think I pulled my spleen.

So, Computer Guy and I went to Model and Suds' (the artist formerly known as Mr Clean, but after getting to know him a little better, this fits more and plus I'm trying to cut everyone's pseudonym down to one word, so Computer Guy might get a new name shortly too) house this past Saturday and had dinner. It was yummy. I'd never had a spicey tomato sauce before, but I'll definitely be trying to copy it in the future!

Also, after dinner...we played CRANIUM! I'd never played that before, but had seen several commercials on tv that made no sense what-so-ever. Some guy dancing around with a purple brain hat on his head with a guitar singing some weird little song.

Anyway. We stared at the box for awhile (which is the size of a trivial pursuit box, which frankly, scared me a little) and then decided what the hell! Let's tear into this thing! So we open the box and Computer Guy did what he always does when we get something new and exciting. He reads the directions, people! I'm like Oh my God, can't we just figure this out?! Model has played this like three times before! Apparently we could not, since we had to continuously go back to the directions page thingy all through the game!

It was such a blast! We played this game until almost 2 am! I thought it was maybe 12.

I also learned something about myself and Computer Guy. I am a GOOD GUESSER. Okay, I guess that's a little bit more about me. Here's an example of how our evening went:

setting the scene...we were on a blue space which is in the "Creative Cat" category, meaning that one of us would have to do something creative (be it draw with our eyes closed, mold something out of this purple clay stuff, etc...)

Model: Pick one player to mold the thing listed on the card out of clay. I'll read the hint and then pass the card to the choosen player and then start the timer. The hint is ANIMAL.

(Computer Guy was the "Choosen One" so-to-speak, so he was the one molding, I was the one guessing)

Computer Guy: (reading the card) uhhhh....... (begining to roll the clay into a ball)

Self: Hedgehog! Wombat! Cat! Dog! MOUSE FROG GUINEA PIG!!!

Computer Guy: (looking at me like I'm crazy) (he has not started molding yet)

Self: What!?! Octopus! Rat! Horse! Donkey! Manatea!

Computer Guy: (still has not started molding)

Everyone is now just looking at me like I'm crazy

Computer Guy finally rolls the big hunk into a large ball and tears off a little piece and makes a really small ball and sticks it on the big ball...

Self: TURTLE!!!!

End Scene

Oh yeah, and I got it RIGHT!

What's that? You want to hear another example? Like one that caused Suds to say "You guys have been together too long"? Well alright then!

the category is now umm...something like "Star Performer" or something along those lines, where you or your partner who has to act out something like charades or try and talk like the character with no gestures or hum/whistle a song (and no...I couldn't think of the damn Lone Ranger Theme....still!!!)

Computer Guy is acting. I am guessing.

Model: (reading the card) Pick one player to talk like the person listed on the card....yadda yadda yadda....

Self: (staring at Computer Guy like he's about to tell me the meaning of life)

Computer Guy: Oh crap, I don't know how to talk like him! Uhhh....okay.... (in his normal voice) Heeeeere's Johnny!

Self: ED MCMAHON!!!!!!!

Computer Guy: Yes!!!

Suds: You guys have been together way too long.

End Scene

So....between that and Model trying to act like Batman and also trying to act out "Rodeo" I've never laughed so hard in my life! I think I burned off all the calories I ate at dinner. (and I ate a LOT). I thought I had laughed as hard as possible without physically injuring my innards.....until.....I came home and read what Miss Doxie wrote HERE.

I think I have pulled my spleen or all my ribs have just turned to rubble. I'm downstairs at 1:45 am. I can't stop reading her blog. I'm addicted. As I'm reading this one entry in particular I start laughing....and I'm trying not to wake up Computer Guy...who is sleeping....so I'm like laugh/wheezing....and it's so funny....and there are tears rolling down my face....and I can't stop...and I think I've injured myself.

So 30 minutes later, I've calmed down enough to go to bed. But I can't turn my brain off. So, I'm lying there, staring at the clock and at 2:17, I remember another moment from our evening of Cranium. Suds was acting out the charades thing and Model was guessing and the clue was Berlin Wall. She got "Germany" and "Hitler" and then Suds tried out act out "wall" and he kept drawing a box in the air which totally confused Model. So she stares at him for a second while he keeps doing his "wall" thing and suddenly she screams out "Wal-Mart!!!", which totally made me lose it and I couldn't stop laughing again. So I'm trying to go to sleep, and Computer Guy is already asleep, and I'm trying not to wake him up, but I'm seriously unable to stop laughing. But I'm trying not to make any noise, which is totally makeing it worse. So I'm just doing that "silent laughing" thing and the bed is shaking because I'm laughing so hard.

So it was about 4-something before I got to sleep.

My abs hurt.

there's got to be something else to clean...

We're having my friend "Super Model" and her significant other "Mr Clean" (no...not bald! Just does a lot of cleaning...hehe) over for dinner tonight. I've been cleaning for the past few days, but with 2 cats and a huge dog with white hair that, it would seem, falls out by the handful (seriously, he should be bald by now!) to see our trash can, you'd think this is the first time I'd ever cleaned this house! I had to sweep the stairs off twice since the first pass stirred up so much dang cat hair, it looked like I hadn't cleaned at all. That's the problem. If I know in advance that we're having company, I still can't start really cleaning until 2 days before because I'd just end up having to do it all over again. So...I've gotten all up into my cleaning groove....and now there's nothing left.

I'm clean-crashing.

I need a fix, man!

Someone spill something, quick!

I'm considering letting the dog run around inside just for the hair tumbleweeds.

I guess I could vacuum one more time, but I'm afraid Computer Guy will stage an intervention and take all my Swiffer stuff away from me...

Hmm....maybe some more caffiene will help....

it was only a matter of time

Well, I knew it would happen. I tried my best to resist the urge, but I just couldn't hold out any longer. I've been cleaning my kitchen for the past 2 hours!

After visiting with SM in her and MC's house (spotless house! with 2 cats, no less) I felt like the biggest slob! Seriously, I don't care if there's a pile of dishes in the sink, on the counter, stuck to the ceiling...whatever! But...when I go to a friend's house and see how clean and nice and sparkely it is, it makes me want to go home and dump all the little knicky-knacky things in a box and drive them to the dump. Of course, when I start trying to go through them, I remember all the little memories that accompany them and I just can't bring myself to get rid of any of them! I'm waaaaay too sentamental about things like that.

Back to the kitchen...it all started while I was making dinner. All that coffee I drank earlier made it impossible for me to sit still, so I got out my ever-trusty swiffer and did a round of the kitchen and area between the kitchen and den. Then, I still couldn't sit still, so I got out my even trustier carpet flick and "flicked" the dining room rug and living room rug, then the smaller rug in front of the back door and throw rug in the kitchen.

By this time, I had successfully burnt dinner (yippie for me). So, after choking down half my dinner and watching "King of the Hill" (oh yeah) I went back into the kitchen with the dirty dishes....yes, we eat in front of the TV. It's huge. We're stuck in it's gravitational pull.

My wittle 110 lb puppy dog wanted a piece of bacon, and of course, he normally gets what he wants. So that got me cleaning dishes. And more dishes. And bowls. And pans. All the stuff that I couldn't jam into the dishwasher. Then I got to thinking about how clean SM & MC's house was again, decided that a little "deep cleaning" in the kitchen wouldn't be such a bad thing. Consider it belated "Spring Cleaning". I even learned a little something. Did you know that the little grate thing in the bottom of an espresso machine comes out so you can clean it out better? Who knew?! I guess you've got to learn something new every day.

I'm considering of taking the cleaning act into the living room next...

Can't think of an interesting title

Lunch was great! I was expecting it to be good, but this was very yummy pizza! There were all different types of toppings and being as picky as I am, there were even several other toppings that I might be coaxed into trying if we should ever go back there (which there's a high possability of). I also got to see her and he boyfriend's house (hmm....we'll call him Mr. Clean....no, he's not bald! He, unlike many guys, actually appreciates a clean house and is willing to actually CLEAN to keep it that way...instead of looking at the wife/girlfriend and saying "uh, the carpet could use some vacuuming"). Anyway, their house is really cool and has lot of neat angles and lots of the colors that I actually picked out for our house! How neat. :)

SM and I also did something that I've wanted to do since I moved here. Walk around "semi-downtown" and look at stuff. I'm always kinda scared to drive around here since I don't live near the downtown area and all the streets suck. It's really very pretty and quiet around there with a lot of nice houses, although some of them look like giant cubes. It started sounding like thunder so we went back to SM and MC's house and I finally got to meet their elusive cat. I'd met the other one earlier in the day, but William finally came out from under the bed. He seemed to warm up to me pretty quick, but what can I say? I have animal magetism! (When I walk outside, squirrels stick to my sweater. hehehe)

On my way home, I end up taking about a million wrong turns (ok, only 1, but I thought I had made many more) and it took 30 minutes to get home! Blasted rush hour!

I let my 2 kitties sniff my hands, since they still smelled of Edgar and William (SM and MC's two kitties...they're brothers...how cool is that?) and neither of them seemed to care, which is weird. Normally when they smell a new cat they will sit and sniff my hands as long as I'll let them, but they seemed more interested in getting treats.

I sure hope this isn't turning out too boring. I realize that my day-to-day life probably doesn't hold much interest, but I sure am proud of myself for making more than one post and then forgetting about it!

I can't believe tomorrow is FRIDAY! YAY! This week went by so fast! Probably because I was sort of zombie-like Monday and Tuesday. Didn't feel well at all, but no worries, I'm all better now! Oh, forgot to mention, on the way back to her house, SM and I stopped at a coffee shop I'd never been to before and I got just about the strongest coffee I've ever had....4 (count 'em...FOUR) shots of espresso in it! I think I'd actually bounce off the walls right now if I wasn't afraid of breaking stuff (picture frames, bones, etc...). I'm used to the frapuccinos at Starbuck's, myself. I think I ought to stick to those from now on. I am working on learning how to make those at home, since they're rather draining on the wallet, and I think I'm making headway. Still not exactly the same, but I'm getting there!

It's about time...

Wow...my first blog entry. And I'm already thinking "Gosh I'm boring". Earlier (during the seemingly endless attempts at picking a user name) I was thinking of all kinds of stuff I could write about and now I'm having the same problems I had in high school when we had to get up in front of the class and read something.

Hrmph.

Well, I'm meeting with one of my best friends today for lunch (I guess it's today....it is 1:11 AM). We'll call her Super Model since she's done some modeling. I hate her for that. No, not really. She's always been the skinny tall one. When I'm around her I'm short and dumpy! But then again, most people around her are short and dumpy! So I guess I don't feel all that bad. Anyway, she happens to be my very first friend, which means our mothers were best friends and when we were very little, they stuck us in a room together. But whadayaknow, it all worked out good! She's thrilled she's taking me to some place I've never been (don't know if I've heard of it....don't know the name) and I've lived here longer than she has! I really don't get out much. My husband (Computer Guy) and I are very much homebodies. SM (Super Model) has traveled the world and all that good stuff, so she's "worldly". We'll see how lunch turns out. Generally, I'm disappointed with new things (I'm very picky) especially when it comes to food "stuffs" so I tend to stick to what I find good. We go out so seldom, I figure why gamble on something I might not like at all when I can just order something that I know I love and be very happy with that.

My mother does not agree.

She's worldly too.

I aspire to live in Wyoming some day. Does that clear things up?

My mom loves casseroles and all sorts of other things that are all jumbled up together. I don't like my food to touch. Yes...I'm 25. What of it? I'm an adult. I can put up invisible borders between foods on my plate if I wanna. *pout*

Again, my mother does not agree. And she takes every opportunity to tell me so ;) But what are mothers for if not to tell you what they think you're doing wrong? (I'm sure she'll read this...that was my disclaimer...tee hee) "Not that there's anything wrong with that"

Well, I'm sure Computer Guy (CG) is wondering why I'm so late coming to bed (my excuse is that my hair is still a little wet and I don't want to wake up with "white girl afro"). Fingers crossed for lunch tomorrow.

WooHoo....first post! Yay me! I'm so 21st Century! *doing a little me dance*