I'VE BEEN TAGGED!
I was tagged and given a strict set of instructions. They sounded easy at first glance. Then, I realized: a) the person who tagged me is the only person I know that blogs, and b) I then had to think of 7 things about myself that I had not already exposed on here, and c) they were supposed to be, to some degree, random/weird. Jeesh!
I went ahead and attached the instructions for those of you who want to steal them.
Here’s how it works:
Link to the person that tagged you:
Post the rules for the meme on your blog. And here they are:
Share 7 random and/or weird facts about yourself on your blog, tag 7 random people at the end of your post and include links to their blogs. Let each person know that they have been tagged by leaving a comment on their blog.
SO HERE ARE MY 7 RANDOM/WEIRD FACTS...
1. I can not stand chain letters. Any way, shape or form they may disguise themselves. Be it in the mail, email or whatever. Recipe exchanges. Flip flop exchanges. Kitchen towel exchanges. ANY of them.
2. I do not watch the same show twice normally, and like it. It bores me to tears. Reruns irritate me. If it were that good, I will watch it again and again and will or have bought the DVD. I am such a loud mouth that I can not help but mock or repeat the entire show anyway and ruin everyone else’s time (unintentionally of course) so what is the point anyway.
3. I love perfumed lotions but only like to use 1 brand. The rest leave me feeling dirty and I end up washing them off.
4. At any given time I will have 2+ drinks around me. One is always water. The other is likely sweet tea. I may not drink either of them but my goodness if I didn’t have a drink, I shiver to think. =)
5. I was born in Phoenix but my family only lived there for 4 months after I was born. To this day, I have never been back.
6. If I were to be a drug addict, pills would be my drug of choice. I am a pill popper. I need to join PPA. I take pills for everything. Some would say for imaginary things. I am my own Walgreen’s. We are happy.
7. I do not salt anything after it is cooked. I do not add sugar to my cereal. But I do add soy sauce to most chinese foods and I add sugar to my coffee.
I DONT FEEL TOO RANDOM/WEIRD...
Wednesday, January 9, 2008
Tuesday, January 8, 2008
BOOK I
So I bought a new book December 19th. I was dying to get started on it and have been a pretty loyal reader; for 20 or 30 minutes each night. There are times I can’t put it down for an hour, but they are rare, and there have been times I have read the same lines over and over since I can’t seen to watch a movie and comprehend my reading at the same time[they didn’t teach that in the hill country]. At any rate, I am nearing the end. 302 pages down [all comprehended, giggle] and I am nearing the climax of the story. Many of you have seen the movie so I can not tell you the name [Boss, hush] or you would spoil it for me. The rest of you whom have not seen the movie, likely have no interest in it or the book, so I will not waste your time.
I will say that it has added a few words to my vocabulary, none that I will likely use again. But hey, knowledge none the less.
My reason for rambling on about this is simple. It is to state a little known peeve of mine. Note to self: perhaps research a bit [ok, research at all] next time. Perhaps Lucy knows this best. I HATE when you get to the end of ANYTHING and it says “PSYCHE” “TO BE CONTINUED”. It is one thing to know, but it is another to be blind sided. Like on a Hallmark special and you have to tune in next Sunday, only you weren’t planning on tuning in next friggin’ Sunday.
So as I said, I am nearing the end of my book. I decided to see how many pages were left so I could decide whether or not to stay up and finish it (often times they fill the back with crapola). To my astonishment I see a preface to BOOK TWO. WHATTHEFUCK!! I’m sorry. I gasped. I might have even yelped like a wounded mouse. No, I think it was more like a squealing pageant girl. I thought I was almost done and I have only just begun. WELL, FASHIZEL!!
THEN, I look at the back cover and it says[did I mention my future note to self? ‘research’] BOOK I, II, III.
So I don’t have to tell you that I reached over and turned out my light.
I will say that it has added a few words to my vocabulary, none that I will likely use again. But hey, knowledge none the less.
My reason for rambling on about this is simple. It is to state a little known peeve of mine. Note to self: perhaps research a bit [ok, research at all] next time. Perhaps Lucy knows this best. I HATE when you get to the end of ANYTHING and it says “PSYCHE” “TO BE CONTINUED”. It is one thing to know, but it is another to be blind sided. Like on a Hallmark special and you have to tune in next Sunday, only you weren’t planning on tuning in next friggin’ Sunday.
So as I said, I am nearing the end of my book. I decided to see how many pages were left so I could decide whether or not to stay up and finish it (often times they fill the back with crapola). To my astonishment I see a preface to BOOK TWO. WHATTHEFUCK!! I’m sorry. I gasped. I might have even yelped like a wounded mouse. No, I think it was more like a squealing pageant girl. I thought I was almost done and I have only just begun. WELL, FASHIZEL!!
THEN, I look at the back cover and it says[did I mention my future note to self? ‘research’] BOOK I, II, III.
So I don’t have to tell you that I reached over and turned out my light.
Friday, January 4, 2008
Christmas Break
I had a very enjoyable Christmas Day. It began early but was well received. Time with my family is always valued. The traditional tree, gifts and meal; family gathered around and excitement of Santa was present. Mom was her usual boisterous self with lots of love. It was fun to be with my Sis and her kiddo's. The air is always full of love, joy, peace, and hope.
The holidays did prove to be short though. I was off of work for an extended period, yet this vacation wasn’t spent how I normally would. I was hold up in North Texas with Great White Hunters. Indeed there was habitation, transportation and food, but the company proved to be the lifesaver.
My Sis and brother-in-law gave Him a week’s stay at their deer lease for Christmas. This was a win-win because if he actually did kill one, I get to eat it.
So we were off! A bag of chips, salsa, a nap here and there and 6 hours later we arrived. Oh, and a 30 degree drop in temperature. Did I mention the ride was a BLAST? I was lucky enough to ride with not one but 2 singers. One of which is a part-time DJ turns out. There was no lack of entertainment, or lapse in music. Not commercials or fuzz from dead zones. I had the entire comfy backseat to myself, equipped with a pillow and blanky.
We pull onto a red dirt road and I think ‘we are here’. But no. I am told there are 7800 something acres and by the time we got to the cabin I think we traveled 8700 acres. It was truly amazing. We arrive at the cabin and unload, just in time to get settled and head for bed. Before I know it, it is 5am and I hear an alarm buzzing. Holy Hell it is time for the great hunters to head out. I wave them good luck and roll over. They returned at 7:30am and chilled until time to leave again at 3pm. They returned about 7:30pm and then chilled again for a while before bedtime. I tell you what, hunters are serious folk. They don’t sleep much once they have their eye on the prize. This daily ritual of theirs exhausted me I tell ya. Not to mention they gave me frostbite by sheer glance.
My niece and I read and watch movies; colored and played Sudoku during the day time. With no cable and no boys, what else were we going to do? THENNNN….. We found a pellet gun. Dundundundun… We found our true calling. We are bird hunters. She and I had the most fun [white trash style] standing in the kitchen, aiming out the window [it was F*ing cold] aiming at birds [actually shooting less than 1%]. Of course her dad had to clean them; we were SOO not doing THAT. You must be joking.
We went into town a few times with Sis and the Family. We were like kids in a candy store. There was a general store [giggle, this was like a ghost town], a café and an antique shop. We most assuredly visited them all. Well we had to, we were out of pellets. I sometimes feel sorry for sis when she has to be a mom to 4 kids.
Then before we knew it the week was over and we had to load up and head south. Gas, chips, a candy bar, a stop in Copperas Cove for 2 kids, and 6 hours later we were home. He and my brother-in-law dropped off the dead animals for processing, while we unloaded the car [I was fine with that, hehe]. Lucy grabbed us to save my Sis the last bit of sanity she had. She also me my doggy. Darn I missed him. Her too.
Now it is back to work and the beginning of a new year once again.
God Bless!
The holidays did prove to be short though. I was off of work for an extended period, yet this vacation wasn’t spent how I normally would. I was hold up in North Texas with Great White Hunters. Indeed there was habitation, transportation and food, but the company proved to be the lifesaver.
My Sis and brother-in-law gave Him a week’s stay at their deer lease for Christmas. This was a win-win because if he actually did kill one, I get to eat it.
So we were off! A bag of chips, salsa, a nap here and there and 6 hours later we arrived. Oh, and a 30 degree drop in temperature. Did I mention the ride was a BLAST? I was lucky enough to ride with not one but 2 singers. One of which is a part-time DJ turns out. There was no lack of entertainment, or lapse in music. Not commercials or fuzz from dead zones. I had the entire comfy backseat to myself, equipped with a pillow and blanky.
We pull onto a red dirt road and I think ‘we are here’. But no. I am told there are 7800 something acres and by the time we got to the cabin I think we traveled 8700 acres. It was truly amazing. We arrive at the cabin and unload, just in time to get settled and head for bed. Before I know it, it is 5am and I hear an alarm buzzing. Holy Hell it is time for the great hunters to head out. I wave them good luck and roll over. They returned at 7:30am and chilled until time to leave again at 3pm. They returned about 7:30pm and then chilled again for a while before bedtime. I tell you what, hunters are serious folk. They don’t sleep much once they have their eye on the prize. This daily ritual of theirs exhausted me I tell ya. Not to mention they gave me frostbite by sheer glance.
My niece and I read and watch movies; colored and played Sudoku during the day time. With no cable and no boys, what else were we going to do? THENNNN….. We found a pellet gun. Dundundundun… We found our true calling. We are bird hunters. She and I had the most fun [white trash style] standing in the kitchen, aiming out the window [it was F*ing cold] aiming at birds [actually shooting less than 1%]. Of course her dad had to clean them; we were SOO not doing THAT. You must be joking.
We went into town a few times with Sis and the Family. We were like kids in a candy store. There was a general store [giggle, this was like a ghost town], a café and an antique shop. We most assuredly visited them all. Well we had to, we were out of pellets. I sometimes feel sorry for sis when she has to be a mom to 4 kids.
Then before we knew it the week was over and we had to load up and head south. Gas, chips, a candy bar, a stop in Copperas Cove for 2 kids, and 6 hours later we were home. He and my brother-in-law dropped off the dead animals for processing, while we unloaded the car [I was fine with that, hehe]. Lucy grabbed us to save my Sis the last bit of sanity she had. She also me my doggy. Darn I missed him. Her too.
Now it is back to work and the beginning of a new year once again.
God Bless!
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