Ok, this is totally random....but honestly...I have a feeling that cat was really gray and I WANT HIM. Sure he is probably dead now....but I just know he was big, fat, fuzzy, soft, and he needed me. I would love him and hug him and call him Lester or something simular. Don't ask who these people are. I have no idea. I just wanted that child size cat. The poor thing has no idea that the dog is smelling his ass. I bet the following picture could have been exciting.

Is that ET or my Sister?This was taken at Grrandma's too....I can see the chair in the background. Plus, we never had Pepsi at our house. Not as far as I can remember...and I remember a lot. I bet a few seconds after this picture was taken, she took a swing at the photographer with a crutch. I just realized that you can see my hair and part of my shirt in this picture. I happen to recall that hairdo.....it needed to be hidden. 

Look its Aunt Carole and Uncle Gary. It must have been Christmas time. One question....do you think Gary still had all of his hair under that cap? Whenever I see guys wearing hats like that I always assume that its because they are getting thin in the old crown. I know, my Dad and Jeff could give Gary a run for his money. There are worse things than going bald slowly.....like going bald quickly. I shouldn't talk, my hair is very thin. I just know I will be one of those bald old ladies that you see at the hair parlor. That is just my luck. 

Hahaha...this picture of Mike cracks me up! He was so excited to get that Pac-Man game. He was a cute little shit, wasn't he. I have so many funny memories of Mike. He was always doing something goofy. ALWAYS! I htink my favorite thing was when he ran into the back bedroom at Grandma and Grandpa's and yelled at Cindy because he thought she was telling secrets about him. He said, "I suppose you told them I use to wear dresses too, Cindy!" At which point, our eyes got huge and we (Jeff, Tisha and Me) went...."WHAT!?!" LOL.....He gave himself away. That is OK though....years later we got his friend Tom to dress up in my Mothers pink prom dress and we have video tape of Mike singing "She's Like the Wind" to Miss Tom. Man, we had some good times. 

The whole family! There were three babies a while ago...but one must have died. I have not seen three since they were very small....just the two big chirpers. Last year they had 7 little ones. I just love to feed them. Sam gets mad at me because he doesn't want them to keep coming by. The heck with him...I like the swans. 

One of the swan babies going for the pieces of bread I tossed to them. Isn't he cute. 

Stop me!

I am out of control, people! I can not stop watching "The Lord of the Rings" triliogy. Every single time I flip the TV channels and I see it, I must stop and watch it. They are long movies and of course I have to watch the whole thing if I catch it in the beginning, oh hell, if its at the end too. What the hell! It's alright I guess, Jim Leach has to stop on the movie too. I guess I am not the only one. I guess this is a good reason to read more. The only problem is I would stay up even later. Once a book gets good, I can't put it down. Either way I will be up late and I will be screwed. I need sleep people. Stop me!

I'm in the best mood.

I've had a smile on my face all week. There is something about behaving badly that causes a natural high. Its a rush. Nobody is getting hurt, nobody is going to....its just a little fun, a little excitement. You know what I mean. I've talked to some of my best buddies lately and that always perks me right up. I'm a little worried about two other friends that are a bit in the dumps right now. Stress and exhaustion always plays a number on us, that is for sure. They are in my thoughts and I am sure that they know that I am always here for them if they need me. I'm usually very good about that.

Still, I am in a "can't stop smiling" type of mood. I wish I could bottle this up and keep it for those days when everything goes wrong, but we just have to find ways to make it ourselves. Things that get me worked up: #1) I think too much. I have been told this many times. I work things over in my head and talk myself out of things that I would enjoy. Why do I do that? #2) People who do things to me on purpose. Get a life. I'm not playing into your little games anymore. Ummmm....I know there are more, but right now I can not get into that mode. I'm just too jolly. Life is good, people, life is good.

Who says I have too much time on my hands?

Hey, isn't that an 80's song...."too much time on my hands..." Perhaps by Styx?....correct me if I am wrong. Anyway, it has been recently brought to my attention that some people are under the impression that I have too much time on my hands. Let me set the record straight. I do NOT have too much time on my hands. I am always busy. I've got a dozen projects going at once. Just because I blog quite often does not mean I have toomuch free time. I just use all my minutes in a productive way, if you can call some of the stuff I do productive...lol. I don't finish my blog entries at one sitting, most of the time. I save it a s adraft and when I have a couple of minutes Ijust add to it. I think that's why they come across as quite jumpy at times. I don't edit...I just blog. Sure I helped with Mr Bun Bun's site, but it didn't take me more than 45 minutes to whip up. Anyway, I have to run, I have laundry to flip and I want to finish cleaning the basement up. Later people!

one dirty man.....

So, Roger caught me online again yesterday. He is this guy in the Coast Guard that I use to talk to quite a bit online. I did meet him once but he seemed quite normal then and I wasn't alone, I had a friend with me. He loves to say dirty things to me. Loves it! I tell him to stop but he just can't control himself. It's quite annoying at times. Last year he talked me into calling him. (I knew he had caller ID so I used a calling card that I knew showed up as unknown caller.) Oy Vey, what a mistake, all he wanted to do was to try making me horny and talk dirty back to him. I just asked him about work and how his kids were. He's divorced.) It's almost funny because I know this bugs him and I tease him like crazy. I've told him a million times that I will never sleep with him. No way, that man is kinky beyond reason. He wants to spank me and get a little rough. ?! Huh, yeah, Ok, whatever. Then he tells me that he wants to dominate me. LOL, the freak can't seem to remember that I like to have control....so it will not work. I reminded him. He tries telling that I will like to be submissive. Uh, no..... Then he comes up with all these kinky things to do to me and wants me to tell him which I would be up for. I say, none of them because I will NEVER sleep with him. I really think that he believes he will dirty talk me into wanting to screw around with him. Nope, never going to happen. I just don't get it. Why do people think you will change your mind when you have been saying for YEARS...YEARS, that its NEVER going to happen. I mean seriously, he is into some nasty crap. He wants to pee on a girl, he's recently into that choking while having sex crap. EWWWWW...no. The only good thing about all of this is that he has no idea where I live. He doesn't have my phone number or my address , doesn't know my last name and he never will have any of that info. Thank goodness, he's moving to California August 1st so I will have him off of the east coast. I'm hoping he'll find one of those kinky gals out there and stop trying to Instant message me all the time. He's the reason that I stay invisible most of the time. Gag me.

A little cove on Grand Manan. This photo was taken just before we found out we were stuck on the island for the night. Its a long story people, don't ask..... 

A boat heading into the fog...7 AM off Grand Manan Island. 

The reflection of the moring sun as the ferry pulls away from Grand Manan......it was a long night though 

See...it was pretty. I just had to walk a little further to get a nice shot. There is a lighthouse on top of the cliff. 

The cliffs on the Island of Grand Manan were so striking. It was a long way down....and for once I didn't trip and end up anywere near the edge. 

Waiting for the ferry....before the drama began. LOL, I swear I am a royal jinx. It was a fun adventure though. Yep, really fun. 

I just realized I never posted a picture of the Leach house after the porch was added, sidding was added, you name it. I always liked that house but now I just love it to pieces.  

Miss Katie looked lovely in her brightly beaded prom dress. I couldn't stick around to see her hot date.....but I made sure to stop by for a picture before I headed to Canada. 

A home was purchased...

Yes, after all these years of bitching at my father and getting everyone else to give him a hard time about getting my Mother a decent house....it has happened. Allen and Millie bought a cute little house that a freind of mine use to live in. It's the Peter's old house on 4th Street, I believe. I know they got it for a steal....and I've been told that my Christmas visit will consist of me going though all of my crap at Mom and Dads house. That is almost reason enough to fly to the islands for a little sun instead of frigid Nebraska. Anybody want to book a Christmas cruise with me? LOL. Don't worry Mom. I'll be there. (fingers crossed behind my back) No, really, I will be there. By the way...more to come on my Canada trip...I'm just to busy to tell most of the story now. I'm not telling all of it....a girl has to keep some of her memories to herself....lol, but I did have an interesting time.

To Canada and back....

Ok, I just walked in the door from my road trip that I thought would never end. I had an interesting time...I will blog about the details tomorrow....Well, not all of them, a girl has to have a few secrets. All I will say is that I had a GOOOOOOOD Time. LoL, jez, don't ask. Night all.

The Nut of a neighbor...

Yes, it is true that my next door neighbor is a bit strange. Yesterday, RAY...(with a name like that I should have know he'd be odd)...was in his back yard playing new wave music, the really funky woo-woo stuff. It was really loud. At first I thought the Spanish guys that were painting the other neighbors house, had gotten sick of their Spanish music channel from the day before....NOPE, it was Ray. Then I hear someone yelling, I look out the window and I see Ray, jumping up and down on a small stationary trampoline that you run in place on. He's yelling....so I strain and try to hear what he's yelling about and to whom he is yelling to. Ray is yelling to himself. Yes, him self. This is the dialog that he is sharing with the neighborhood, " I will train and motivate myself to weigh 185, at most (he repeats it maybe ten times and in a drill sergeant manner, I will find ways to motivate my medical assistants and staff( again...10 times), I will Net 1.5 million dollars this year ( again ten times...with added power), I will have FUN, FUN, FUN, FUN.( alteast ten times)" At this point I am laughing my ass of because he is so into his little yell session. He does a lot of strange things...A LOT. When he goes out on his boat...we always watch to see what direction he goes in...then we go in the opposite direction. I guess you could say that Sam and I think Ray is a nut job and feel safer in another area. I think when I see him outside with his loud drunken buddies I will ask him if that trampoline motivation stuff helped him much and if it did, to yell for help to train and motivate himself to keep it down at 4:30 AM. They woke me up a few weeks ago when they were all drunk....talking about freezing Ray's balls off and something about putting a fire pit in on the side of the house....(near my bedroom window) I sure as hell hope not.

Orianna....or Anna as I call her...is Mike's little girl. She looks like Mike, I think. I can't wait to meet her. 

After many painful minutes of listening to Sam and Eric bicker over what to do today...I had to take over and tell then to get in the Van....I was taking them somewhere. "It better be somewhere fun." Crap, that destroyed my plan. So, we went to Adventureland in Farmingdale. After several rides... I was told I had made a good choice. Thank goodness! I think the high point of the day was when the guy at the bumper cars let the kids ride over and over because there wasn't a line waiting to ride. After 45 solid minutes of bumper cars....it was time to go home. I'm glad they had fun.  

Fun times

I must say....I just have the best time chatting with cousin Cynthia on Yahoo Instant messenger. She cracks me up and I'm such a smart ass sometimes...she certainly handles the ribbing I give her and dishes it right back. Danielle is a lot of fun too. I try giving her lots of crazy ideas for tricks to play on her Mother but she is such a good girl that she avoids most of them. LOL, and we all know that I am a bit of a trickster. Mike sent me a few pictures and I am posting them...all except one, which I promised Cindy I wouldn't post. Oh, don't even try to talk me into it. I promised...and now she owes me. Personally I think it is a mistake to ever "owe" me.....lol, who knows when I may want to collect on it.

Oh, Billy broke his arm....details still coming, but I heard it had something to do with a coat rack and then Crystal told him he needs to stop drinking....lol, can't wait to get the scoop. Kelsie, aka Skeeter, has taken to sleepwalking. She turned on all the lights, folded a load of towels, and then Lonnie caught her in the garage, getting into the van. She woke up when he tried to get her to bed and she freaked out a bit. I can understand why.

I got a letter from Jeremy today. It's always nice to hear from him. He has been busy working and sleeping....ect. No new news on the ruling he was waiting for. Other than that....I am stuck at home for most of the morning. Stupid cell phone delivery...dang it.

Oh, yeah and I am going on another road trip July 1st to the 3rd. Details to come later.

Have a great day guys.....I will.

Tamis little graduate....preschool class of 2005. Just think, in a couple of years he'll be graduating from High school....try not to blink Tami....they go fast. Case at point: Katie graduates in a few days.  

Tami's little girl, Meredith....giving the Panda I sent her for her birthday a cuddle. I knew she would like him. I sent her the yellow bear when she was born...and she still lugs that guy around. I must admit, he was so soft....i really didn't want to give him away, but then again...Sam didn't want to see Mr Panda leave either. 

You might be a redneck if....

You ever have a family member say this to you online: "OOOOOOO I so want to go to hillbilly woodstock this weekend"


***but I found out that it is a three day concert with some really good bands...so I guess we are not rednecks after all. WHEW!

Cindy learned the hard way...don't get on Dani's bad side. When you are not looking, she will replace your body spray with flea guard for dogs.  

A open letter to Kissiffer,

Dear Kissiffer,

Yes, it may be true that I am single and looking for a good time, however I am not doing naughty stuff online. ie. No cyber sex, no porn site viewing. Ok, granted I am no angel....I have seen my share of naughty stuff....but I can control myself. When was the last time you could honestly call me a hussy? (remember brunch at the diner with Raine and Matt ...don't deny using that word.)LOL....its been a while since you could say that and I couldn't deny it. I crack myself up. All, in all, I tend to be a good girl, but hell, you can't be good all the time. I'd bore myself to death. If I'm going to drive myself to the grave....at least I will have some fun in the process.
So Kissiffer, you see, when your wife wants to tell me a Twit and Tooches story, it is ok, she isn't boring or bothering me. Why would you tell her that?! Jez! Raine never, ever, bores me....she keeps people on their toes. You, should know that better than anyone. Oh, before I forget....when you guys visit on the 9th....if you want we can go to Century 21, but only if you behave yourself between now and then. LOL.

Who do you think fell asleep first? Denise or Vickie?  

Oh dear Cousin Denise, you were a cute little girlie, weren't you! This was a Christmas picture that I got from one of my sources. Perhaps there are more. 

Who is this.....hmmmm, the picture got a little fuzzy as I blew it up but I wanted to make sure you got a good look at it. My photo reach is unlimited. Yes people, I have many resources. Guess who! 

crack me up..

Sam has started his new blog site....and with a little help from me, he has figured out how to post. Below is the something funny he put on his site...I copied it and pasted it on. He cracks me up. ..... "What would you name your ballet inspired by the sight of children leaping through a garden sprinkler? - Angi and Billy's Daily Activity" Ok, you have to know them to understand this. Take it from me...its true.

Spelling taught by Vickie Kaster-Lempke

OK, we all know I am not so embarrassed that I will not tell everyone about my latest stupid moves. Here is my latest. I tend to address letters when I am talking on the phone or doing two other things. I'm a multi-tasker....but I never claimed to be good at it. LOL. I sent Aunt Vickie a little card along with her scratch card for the photo prize. ( Not a winner either...the card, I'm not referring to Vic.) It seems that I made a small, though dense, spelling mistake on the outside of the envelope. Yes, indeed, and it was on the return address, none the less. I forgot an "r." Yes, my last name is not spelled, K...a..s..t..e., it is spelled K...a...s...t...e...r. Ooops. So Vickie has given me some homework. I have to spell my last name 100 times. What's so funny about this is that I have never been married or had a last name change. It's not a name I should have misspelled. JEZ! I think subconsciously I am trying to disassociate myself with the rest of the family....lol....some things you just can't get away from. I'm dyslexic people....that should be excuse enough.

Here we go:

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100. Kaster.......and for good measure...
101. Kaster

No, I wasn't in Canada....

that little roadtrip is schedualed for next weekend. I was in Connecticut this weekend. i got my manicure/pedicure.....ahhhhh, that always feels so good. I watched some movies, talked a lot.....A LOT....just relaxed. I even made a bracelet for Sherry. (the CT Sherry not the NE Sherry or Shari) I know, its a little confusing. I went to Stew Leonards....a favorite place to get goodies and healthy stuff too. I got home around 9:30 and i was really in need of a shower and a good nights slee. I got the shower...but I slept like crap. Oh well. Good news though, my new cell phone will be FedEx'd to me this week. The bad thing is that I have to stick around the house to sign for it. That is what I get for running it through the laundry.

WHOA!!!!! Over she goes! Danielle, how the heck did you manage to get your knees so close to that board when you dived, no fell, no dived,....what the heck where you doing? I'd say a Pirate made you walk the plank but there are no oceans near Kansas. Its a very cute picture though it makes me very nervous. I want to see a picture of you diving now, just to see if you have improved on your technique.

New Visitor on my door step....details to follow.

I know, I know....

I should be asleep. I'm headed that way. I just wanted to post a couple of more family pictures. LOL..they crack me up. I will try to sit down and write a real blog entry soon. I'm just having fun with the pictures right now. I've also got a great idea for you to earn prizes. You'll have to wait for me to think up rules and post the contest. HEY! Did any one beside Raine win on those lottery scratch card prizes that I sent out? Raine won $2.00.

Z="Come on Uncle Allen, stop hogging the Cheese Whiz." A= "Get you hands off that can. Boy! You really want some cheese? OK, open your mouth." Z="Here, put it on my cracker." (holding the cracker out) A= "Nope, if you want some cheese, you have to open up that big mouth of yours." Z="(sigh, with a slight whine) "OooooKkkkkk!" Nett= And that explains this picture in a nutshell.

What happens when Uncle Allen is left the responsibility of feeding the kids? Crackers, a can of cheese whiz, and a couple of sodas....and let the party begin!