Friend or Foe?

That is the question of the day.

Our City trip is off...

Bubbe called and we are not going to meet them in the City today. I am a little bummed because I really wanted to see "The Pillowman" before it ends. It is raining out though and NYC sucks in the rain. On the upside,I don' t have to eat at Ollies...but, I don't get to see Bubbe and Zayde either. You can't have it both ways, can you? Nope, not at all.

Anyway, I woke up in a much better frame of mind. There is a bounce in my step and a smile on my face. I think I just needed time to process all the crap. It always takes a bit longer when its that wonderful time of the month. Oh the fun of it all! Gag. Well, I am going to go write Jeremy a letter. I just got one from him and I want to return it right away. He says that he hasn't gotten a letter form anyone in quite a while. He knows its summer...everyone is busy in the summer. Get off your duffs and write the man a letter....just do it.

A good day until this afternoon and then downhill.

I chewed off all of my fingernails on Monday. I usually only do that when I am nervous or upset about something. When Tisha had her surgery I didn't have any nails left. I don't even know I am doing it until after they are gone. I was a nail chewer as a child. That started about the time I got rid of my ulcer. Not pleasant. My ulcer went away and I was left without nails in its lieu.

I was talking to Sherry tonight and she said she knew I wasn't quite myself the last few days. I had sounded a little off. I know I have had moments when I felt off. I think I am having a little battle of the hormones and the hormones are winning. One minute I feel great, not a care in the world and the next the weight of the world is upon me. I know in a couple of days it will pass only to return next month and possibly the month after that....but for the time being it is just friggin' annoying. I have found myself crying while watching the Katrina coverage on TV. Usually I just feel sympathy for disaster victims and do not turn into an open faucet. They are in my prayers.

I had a couple of long talks with friends this afternoon, a couple of emails this evening, a few more calls and that really helped me. It always does. Sometimes I wonder, how in the world was such a goofy girl like me, blessed with such wonderful, understanding, wise, and uplifting people. You know who you are and I thank you from the bottom of my heart. You keep me level, you keep me informed, you keep me growing....bless you a million times over.

I just realized that the rash I had on my arm when I woke up this morning...well, its back. I have no idea what it is from or why it comes and goes. Let's hope it is gone today. (It is after midnight after all) I'm going to be going into the City, unless it rains. I don't want to be walking around looking freaky. No comments from the peanut gallery.

I'm restless tonight. I'm upset. I'm tired. I'm tired of so much more that lack of sleep and its upsetting me further. I know, I know, don't let things bog you down. Cindy, you are right.... chin up, the sunshine will show its self again tomorrow. There are only a few rain clouds in the way, and they too shall pass. They have before and they will again. Isn't that what is so special about life? If seek a brighter path....you will find it.

My forgiveness blog...will be rewritten...

It seems that parts of my blog didn't come off as I meant it to. Why do I come off angry when I am sooooooooo not? Anyway, it was also pointed out that I should re read my statements. I had and I see where could get that idea ...but for the record, I was feeling great about things when I wrote it. So, anyway, check back in a few days, I will repost it with a thought process. What can say....I'm a terrible writer.

Thank you to the wonderful person who had the guts to tell me it sounded terrible and slanted. That is why I adore you so!

I missed my old icon from my old flutterbynett site. The pic just makes me happy. I thought about using it in place of my current icon but do I really want to do that? I think I'll just stick with what I have and keep this little chickie babe as a back up. She reminds me of days gone by. LOL, long before I was even a glint in anyones eyes. she just looks so sweet and innocent....hmmm, just like me...cough, cough. I'm going to name her Betty. She looks like a Betty, doesn't she? Got anything better?

I remember....and they were so much fun...

When I was a kid, we used to have a ton of games that were very simple in nature. I loved them! For example, Jacks...you know the little sucker to the left that came with a hand full of jacks and a little pink rubber ball. Oh, the fun I had with those things. I got pretty good at scooping up jacks and catching the ball before it hit the ground again. The only down side to jacks was dropping them in the carpet. Those suckers hurt if you stepped on them barefooted.
Pick up Sticks came into our dinner discussion over the weekend. I loved them as well as Jim and our waitress. They were a lot of fun. You didn't need a partner, you could play it by yourself. What a perfect idea...colored sticks that you get points for picking up as long as the other sticks don't move when you do so. Perfect. I also use to love to jump rope, skip with my Lemon Twist, play with paddle balls,marbles, lawn darts, oh how the list grows. I really feel sorry for kids that don't know how to play with things that don't take electricity or computer chips. I could have kicked a can for hours, we bounced on inflated tracter tubes that were inflated for us. LOL, that just reminded me of the time Amy's dog mounted Nicole's back after she fell over the tube andthe dog started humping her. We were laughing so hard that we couldn't even help poor Nicole. Hey, if you had seen Nic's face, you would have laughed too. We could have played balloon volleyball for hours on end or until the balloon popped. I really think the simple toys are the best. Oh man, and who could forget the fun you could have with cardboard boxes. With one fridge box you could have a fort big enough for your whole family to fit into. Ah, good times! Do you remember any simple games that you liked to play with?

I'm not the only crafty gal in the family...

Kelsie "Skeeter" won a ribbon at the Johnson County Fair for the Tye Dye creation she made when she visited me on Long Island. She made a t-shirt, shorts and a pair of socks that she entered in her 4H program. Katie also came over and made her own outfit. If you are interested in seeing their creations...follow the links.

I found this on google. I lived in Pawnee County Nebraska when I was a kid and my Grandmother still does. I lived in the house across the street from the Library and across the alley from the post office in Pawnee City. Good times!  

I was forced to play Kent.

Sam has some friends over and the boys forced me to play a card game called Kent. I'm so going to teach Cindy and Danielle how to play it over Christmas. I honestly didn't want to play. I must admit that I enjoyed it very much. I never knew three 14 year olds could be so forceful....they wouldn't leave me alone until I agreed to play. I need a vacation.

I want them! I want them all...until they get into the garbage and make a mess. I just think coons are the cutiest little guys. Perhaps its be cause we had one as a pet when I was a child. 

Poor Christopher, see what happens when you play Ultimate Frisbee..watch out for falling opposition.

Ms. Cynthia Joanne Kaster posted this picture of herself on her site before I got a chance to put in on my site. I just think there is something terribly wrong with that. She looked cute in her little braids, it's the interesting selection of shirts that has me a bit baffled. Ah well, you know how kids are. Now you can wear just about anything and nobody notices...well, atleast out here.  

Mr Frankland was keeping himself entertained in the back yard. Man, he is competitive.

Jim was showing us how to cut through a Carvel ice cream cake that is frozen like a brick. The look on his face was humorous..and to all of our relief, he didn't pass out.

Ok, Ok, Raine spells her name Rain. I just never have and I can't help it. I must continue my tradition. Don't ask me why. I said, don't ask. Anyway, we celebrated Raine's b-day and even thought tomorrow is her birthday....we are excited for the arrival of the "Birthday Fairy" Oh, she is wearing an old paint shirt of Jeans so that she didn't ruin her new shirt when we peeled tomatoes.

Christopher was put to work cleaning off the chairs on the porch so we could eat outside. I've said it once, I'll say it again...I wish they had that big wrap around porch when I lived there. I would have been out there all the time. Please note Chris' pony tail. 

Let the Canning begin. Jim was getting everything set up, Ranie and her hubbie Kissiffer were waiting for the show.

Our little soldiers were all lined up, clean and ready to can. We spent hours working on them. Raine helped us take off the skin and because of her hard work she gets a jar for her home. The other counter was filled up and Jim had bowls of tomatoes sitting around on top of the ones covering the counter top.

Jim and Jean had lots and lots of grape tomatoes. They were just washed and set out to dry on a towel. I kept popping them into my mouth because they were so sweet and juicy. I brought a bag home with me. Yummy!

Katie reading some of the stuff that F & M gave her to look over. She has all the guys drooling over her already. That girl is one hell of a flirt, and cute to boot. I'm going to miss her.

Katie in her dorm room with her parents at Franklin & Marshall. Please note, the OC poster doesn't belong to Katie....its her room mates. I think Katie would want everyone to know this. Katie took the bed on the floor, not the loft bed. That is one of the perks of arriving a week early.

Poor Chris is stuck at home with a bum foot. He has to wear a foot brace when he walks around but is supposed to keep it elevated. So, here he is, hair in a pony tail, lap top on his lap, working on a paper. He was nice and actually smiled for my picture, he usually doesn't. He's heading into his senoir year at Dartmouth. 

Postcards from the edge....the latest card.

Do I wear a lot of flip flops or something? Tell your husband that the post office is rough on mail. Whatever was stuck on the flip flops came off on route. Who do I complain to? I guess I will start with Uncle John. Hehe....Thanks for the postcard Auntie Vic, I do love them soooooo.

Jez, Aunt Vic, you "seen" it, "seen" it.....and you correct my spelling. LOL, did you mean, "I saw this postcard." Uh huh, I love you too.

oh dear...

I watched a lady walk right into a trash can tonight. I was in the NYC, I had dropped off Sam at Ollies and then I booked it over to 5th Ave and 47th...to the America Girls store to pick up Kelsie's birthday present. Send her a card, she turns, what?....NINE on Sept 6th. Anyway, this poor lady was talking on her cell phone and had one of those terrible rat dogs on a leash...yuck...yippee little sucker too. She wasn't paying any attention to where she was going and she walked right into the trash...Almost fell over the top of it. She was freaking out because her designer outfit got something on it. She didn't get hurt or anything...but she was a total drama queen. I would have started laughing from embarrassment if it was me. Ofcourse knowing my luck, I would have ended up over the top of the garbage...or worse yet, sitting in it. Let this be a lesson to you. Learn to multi-task. I can walk and chew gum, while talking on the cell. Is it really that hard to do? All this coming from the gal that fell on her ass while buying groceries. We won't even go into the bleacher story from JR high school...but it still makes Foe snort with glee.

Damn it, who is trying to cook the baby again? This was little Danielle....I guess we can't use the phrase, "She never had a pot to piss in" anymore. Dang it! That's OK, I'll come up with another catch phrase for her...give me a little time. 

Yes, even at an early age, the Kaster Male, shows an knack for throwing back a few cool ones. LOL, look at Mike back there...and Billy with his slush.  

Yeah, yeah, yeah, pray all you want kid, but you are still getting a stocking full of coal. LOL...who is this child....oh, who is it? 

Ah, yes, and in this picture you see Louise is showing us how to get an elderly person to behave. With children you grab them by the ear, with the older ladies you have to get a good hold on their arm wobblers. We all know how to get an old mans attention...the perverts. 

He who shall not be named....

Yes, someone made their wife cancel her plans with me to go see a free movie...then they didn't go but I already made other plans...then she called again but this time to tell me that he was taking her to have Indian food to cheer her up for cancelling on me.......TROUBLE! Oh, so much trouble. Don't even go there, Mr, He who shall not be named. You are lucky I get to see her on Sunday. Oh, so lucky!

Yeah, that looks just about right. It's getting a little crazy, isn't it.

I just paid $2.73 a gallon.

Can you guess what
I am hungry for right now?

I bet you can. If I wasn't meeting Raine tonight in NYC... I would sooooo go for popcorn at the movies.

Anyone watched any good flicks lately? Do tell.

Is it really true?

Is the summer almost over?

Where did my dog days go?

Ho Hum!

On the up side, I will be able to break out my sweaters.

I will be able to go outside without my make-up sweating off.

I can finish making my plans for Halloween.

Sure, my butterflies will die or fly away.

Sure, I will miss swimming and flip flops.

I guess I better get out there and enjoy what's left of the summer, huh.

This little clip art reminds me of my Mother....only she would be totally freaking out, probably scared to tears and would really dislike you after you held that frog up to her. It's called a phobia folks. I'm glad those Bud commercials are off the air now. They really used to gross her out. I remember as a child I use to play with little sand toads but I knew, just KNEW, I could never tell her about it because she would go ape. Its that bad. It is no laughing matter. Dad had been fishing and we were having lunch....he reached in his shirt pocket for a ciggie and instead, he said, "What's this?" and he pulled out a little frog he had caught to use as bait. She froze in fear, started crying, Dad ran out of the house with the frog. That is when she announced she was never going to check his packets before doing laundry again. Poor Mom.

For My little Sister...

Happy

Birthday

to you,

Happy

Birthday

to you,

Happy

Bithday

Dear Tisha...

Happy

Birthday

to

you!

Ok, OK, I know its true. I am a pain in the ass. I'm always giving someone a bad time. I'm always stressing someone out. I think its a gift. Really, if you think about it, how many people can tease you and still keep you coming back for more. I'm not mean about it. Ok, sometimes I am, but most of the time its just fun and games. I must admit that as shocked as everyone is by what I say and write...nobody is more shocked than I am. I'm not sure , nor do I want to know, where all these crazy ideas come from. They just bubble out of my skull and I am quite thankful they do. I crack myself up. Yeah, yeah, I have been told I'm not as funny as I think I am. Well, that may be true, but then again, its never stopped me. If I have to be a pain in the ass, I'm going to be the worst, shooting pain ,I can be.

Mwahahaha....

So, I was reading my cousin's site today and I read that her Dad called to ask her about the pictures of him on my site. LOL.....why would he ask Cindy? He must think she is my source. I have more.....oh yes, I have more. I'm not afraid to use them either. Nope, not afraid at all. You have to be brave to tease the people in my family. They are as evil as I am...in some cases even more evil. It's a good thing that I am brave. LOL. The only picture I fear is the chicken picture that a friend has. I know that sounds bad, but it really isn't. All I can say is that you people shouldn't mess with me....I'm way to much for you to handle, even with back up. Oh, come on, you know it is true.

I'm off to bed. Ta Ta for now!

Getting to know me...getting to know all about me...

INSTRUCTIONS:
1. Copy this whole list into your journal.
2. Bold the things that are true about you.
3. Whatever you don't bold is false.

01. I miss somebody right now
02. I don't watch much TV these days
03. I love black olives
04. I love sleeping
05. I own lots of books
06. I wear glasses or contact lenses
07. I love to play video games
08. I've smoked marijuana
09. I've viewed pornography
10. I have been asked to bein a threesome
11. I have been the psycho-ex in a past relationship
12. I believe honesty is USUALLY the best policy
13. I have acne free skin ( except for once a month)
14. I like Ashley Simpson
15. I curse frequently
16. I have changed a lot mentally over the last year
17. I have a hobby
18. Love Moves mankind
19. I carry my knife everywhere with me
20. I'm really smart
21. I've never broken someone's bones
22. I have a secret that I am ashamed to reveal
23. I hate the rain
24. I'm paranoid at times
25. I would get plastic surgery in a heart beat
26. I need money right now!
27. I love Sushi
28. I talk really, really fast (Always)
29. I have fresh breath in the morning
30. I have semi-long hair
31. I have lost money in Las Vegas
32. I have at least one brother and/or one sister
33. I was born in a country outside of the U.S.
35. I have a twin
36. I have worn fake hair/fingernails/eyelashes in the past
37. I couldn't survive without Caller I.D.
38. I like the way I look sometimes
39. I have lied to a good friend in the last 6 months
40. I know how to do cornrows
41. I am usually pessimistic
42. I have a lot of mood swings
43. I think prostitution should be legalized
44. I think Britney Spears is hot
45. I have cheated on a significant other in the past
46. I have a hidden talent
47. I'm always hyper no matter how much sugar I have
48. I think that I'm popular
49. I am currently single
50. I have kissed someone of the same sex-- who hasn't...don't be a pervert.
51. I enjoy talking on the phone only if its someone I want to talk to
52. I practically live in sweatpants or PJ pants
53. I love to shop
54. I would rather eat than shop
55. I would classify myself as ghetto.
56. I'm bourgie and have worn a sweater tied around my shoulders
57. I'm obsessed with my Blogger
58. I don't hate anyone
59. I'm a pretty good dancer
60. I don't think Mike Tyson raped Desiree Washington
61. I'm completely embarrassed to be seen with my mother
62. I have a cell phone
63. I believe in God
64. I watch MTV on a daily basis
65. I have passed out drunk in the past 6 months
66. I love drama
67. I have never been in a real relationship before
68. I've rejected someone before
69. I currently have a crush on someone
70. I have no idea what I want to do for the rest of my life
71. I want to have children in the future
72. I have changed a diaper before (lots)
73. I've called the cops on a friend before
74. I bite my nails --sometimes
75. I am a member of the Tom Green fan club
76. I'm not allergic to anything that I know of
77. I have a lot to learn--don't we all
78. I have dated someone at least 10 years older or younger
79. I plan on seeing Ice Cube`s newest "Friday" movie
80. I am very shy around the opposite sex (sometimes)
81. I'm online 24/7, even as an away message
82. I have at least 5 away messages saved
83. IM an alcoholic
84. I have made a move on a friends significant other in the past
85. I own the "South Park" movie
86. I have avoided assignments at work to be on blogger
87. When I was a kid I played "the birds and the bees" with a neighbour or chum
88. I enjoy some country music
89. I would die for one of my best friends
90. I think that Pizza Hut has the best pizza
91. I watch soap operas whenever I can
92. IM obsessive, anal retentive, and often a perfectionist
93. I have used my sexuality to advance my career
94. I love Michael Jackson, scandals and all
95. I know all the words to Slick Rick's "Children's Story"
96. Halloween is awesome because you get free candy
97. I watch Spongebob Squarepants and I like it
98. I have dated a close friends ex

Where has your name ranked?

Just try it....and leave your comment with meaning of your name, the decade your name was ranked the highest and the ranking. Annette, meaning Gracious was ranked 77th in the 1960's. I think that stupid Mickey Mouse Club and those Beach Blanket Bingo movies had something to do with it.

Find out how popular your first name has been over the past 100 years, just click below and enter your first name.

http://www.birthdayalarm.com/name

Sorry Mr SPAM ....

Ok, I know it will be a bit of a pain in the ass...but I changed my comment page so that you have to type in the code that is shown to be able to post on my site. I just had way too many SPAM assholes getting through. If this doesn't solve the problem...I'll think of something else. Don't stop commenting just because you have a few more letters to type. Don't let me find out that you are lazy....ohhhhh.

I must be a handful...

Ok, so I was talking to Mom on the phone and we were discussing Tisha and the spare parts the Doc put in her. She has a piece of muscle and skin from a cadaver. I guess the skin is used to make a type of sack around the base of her cerebellum tonsils. I said I was going to tell Tisha the skin was actually from a scrotum sack....LOL, and ofcourse my Mother was shocked with my statement. Why she would be shock, I have no idea. She said that she can't believe the stuff I come up with and doesn't know where I get it from. I told her she does know where I get it from and she, defensively replied, "Well, not from me!" Well, ofcourse not....but we all know the mouth on that Father of mine. When I'm not pretending to be shocked by his comments I am occasionally amused. NOT OFTEN THOUGH! I told Mom that if Tisha called and said something about the scrotum comment, I would give her $5. to go along with it. I know she will rain on my parade, damn it. She's predictable....lol, love yah Mom.

JeZ! Get a room! Enough already! LOL, this is a picture of my Father and Mother getting sloppy before they were married. Uncle Gary gave me this picture a few years ago at a family get together and I framed it. First of all, I think it is funny that they matched. I wonder if they planned it that way. Second, Mom...aka Millie, has a shirt strangely similar to the one she is wearing in the photo....lol. Third, Dad aka Allen, had hair...ok, he's not bald yet...just thinning...A LOT. I just think it is cute to see them getting jiggy with it when they were kids...cause they have not stopped yet. They have been married 36 years. How she has kept from killing that man, I have no idea. He drives most people nuts. Maybe that means Mom was already crazy to begin with.