To answer one of Denise's questions...

When I was a kid there was an amazing candy bar called the Marathon. It was made by Mars and came in a bright red wrapper and was almost ten inches long (the candy was only 8 inches). Inside was a braid of firm caramel covered in chocolate.
It was the most glorious candy ever manufactured. Period, end of the story. There is even a guy that loved it as much as me and he is calling for other fans to voice their opinion on the matter, in hopes of the company issuing it again.
I used to insist on bringing that candy bar as my special birthday treat for my classmates at school. It is my favorite....EVER.
In the mean time, you can settle for the English version of the Marathon bar...the Curley Whirly. My wonderful friend Raine was the person that pointed them out to me and she is my supplier. Her husband is English so she can pick them up when they visit his family.

Dude looks like a lady....

To quote an Areosmith song....lol. Yes, that manly man, would be my Cousin Mike. Can you tell he lives in a home with 4 girls? I think they need to re think the color choice with that shirt he has on...it kind of clashes in the picture. When we were kids the girls in the family use to try to hold down our male cousins and put a little make-up on them. I know we nailed Jeff once or twice but I really can't remember getting Mike. I do know that Billy walked around with clear fingernail polish for a while because he flipped out when we wouldn't paint his nails too. In the end we finally settled for clear because we though Uncle Lonnie would freak over a color. I have pictures of Billy letting Crystal paint his nails...just a few years ago.

You know, it takes a good man to allow a bunch of little girls to doll him all up. Yep, some one who is very secure and fun loving. You know, when Mike was very little...he used to play dress up with his older sister, Cindy. He even put on a dress or two in his youth...but he was very young. As a teen he made his friend Tom wear my Mom's prom dress when we made a movie... actually a lip synch video of Mike singing "She's like the Wind" to Tom. We watched it over Christmas and laughed our butts off. You know, Mike was always making us laugh when we were kids....he's a real card.

Man, oh man, I'm in a goooood moooood.

I'm not sure if that is a good thing or not. Actually, I was in a great mood yesterday too...well, after I was over the annoying kids down the street thing. The little buggers.

Anyway, I was curled up in bed this morning and I was putting off getting up. The alarm had not gone off yet, I refused to get out of bed until that alarm went off. Good thing for me the house was not on fire, huh. Anyway, I started thinking...about my BIRTHDAY...ah hummm, only 9 days left....and I had a great idea.

Remember as a kid, how you loved to take treats to school on your birthday? I was a Marathon bar gal until they stopped making them...WHAT THE HECK WAS THAT ABOUT. I have seriously thought about filing a claim over emotional distress caused by that little move. Tragic! Anyway...I want to celebrate my birthday by sending everyone who responds a candy gram. All you have to do is comment below with your favorite candy. If I don't have your address...I'll let you know and have you email it to me. Isn't this a super idea! I thought so. Anyway, your candy choice has to be something I can get around here. If its a regional item, you are S.O.L. if you know what I mean. That means you are not allowed to request a cherry nut square thingie dobber....not going to happen partner. Hurry up, I want to get them in the mail by Monday afternoon. Personally, I would go for a Sugar Daddy but they are hard to find and are hard of fillings, so I would settle for a Snickers or Twizzlers....yeah, Twizzlers, yummy.

How strange is this...

At 12:10 AM on April 28th, 2006....someone did a Google search for http://nothinbutnett.blogspot.com and the location was Orem Utah. Who the heck could that be? Don't be a stranger....say HI!

Freaky huh.

Wouldn't you like to be a Pepper too?

I'm very excited.
Before Tami moves back to Nebraska....she is picking up a case of the special brew Dr. Pepper for ME.
Yep, you can only get the stuff in a certain area of Texas...not even the entire state.
What is this special ingredient?
Do you really want to know?
It is Imperial Cane Sugar...yep pure cane sugar....the hard stuff.
That will keep the kiddies on a sugar high for days.
I know you are wondering how that one simple ingredient could make the Pepper better.
Well, trust me...IT DOES.
Don't believe me?
Fine, well, why don't you just visit Tami's blog site and ask her what Johns opinion is on the matter.
You can bet he is going to be picking up a case of it for himself.

9 days to my birhtday and I finally figured out what I want...

I'm putting out a warning...

...so take notice! I'm only going to say this a couple of dozen times...so those of you that area little slow...listen up!

I will be home again in July.

Yes Nebraska, LOOK OUT, I'm headed your way...AGAIN!

I know, I know, you thought you had enough of me over Easter....AH HA, little did you know, that was just the beginning.

Relax, I'm not moving back...Sorry Amy and Michelle...you tried. I just have a little free time while Sam is away at camp. It won't be until later in the month, so don't get all excited about fireworks. You guys should know by now that I don't trust you freaks with explosives. Heck no! That is like handing the chimps at the zoo a lighter and some popbottle rockets...sooner or later things are going to ape shit.

You know you want me to come home. Admit it! NOW...do it now! Fine, be that way...now you are on my list. YEAH, the dreaded list...and your name is on it. I hope you are satisfied. No its not a "to visit" list. Sheesh...why do I even bother. You know you will be calling me because you want to spend time with me because I'm a fun person. I am, I'm fun. No,NO not funny looking...wellllll, maybe a little but...oh never mind.

Why do I even bother to give you guys advance warning...its not like I'm a storm front. My nickname had nothing to do with twisters...cough cough..CINDY...cough cough....lol.

Toodles Loo!~

SO HELP ME!!

I wanted to stop and yell at them...I did, I really did. I, being an adult, did not. Ok, Ok, I'll calm down and tell you why I am so livid.

I was on my way home from the grocery store. I didn't go down my street, I drove down the back way so I had to turn onto the street that basically ends at our driveway. As I turned the corner...and I'm not even going the speed limit mind you and I slowed down to turn the corner because I had to yield for a car passing...I see some kids playing with a basketball and one of those curbside movable hoops. So as I turn I slowed down even more because I am always cautious when it comes to kids playing in the front yard, let alone IN the street. These kids, both elementary age...maybe 2nd and 4th grades, just guessing...well, they didn't even bother to move over to the side of the road. They just stood there...IN THE FRIGGIN MIDDLE....and yelled at me to slow down. I was going 5 miles an hour...not even near the posted limit and I had to drive on the opposite side of the road by the curb to go around them.

So help me....I wanted to slam on the breaks, jump out of the car and ring their parents doorbell. I did, I really did. I mean if I had been speeding, I wouldn't be so irritated by their yelling. If they had not been standing in the middle of the street I would not have been so irritated. The fact of the matter is that they saw me coming, I saw them look at me as I turned the corner and the little brats had the nerve to just stand there and yell at me.

If this EVER happens again....I am going to stop the car and honk the horn until a parent comes to see what is going on. You want to play in the street, then have to follow the rules of safe play. When you see a car, you stop play and move to the curb. You keep your eyes open and alert other players of approaching cars. You don't stand in the middle of the street and yell in a nasty manner to strangers driving by. Nobody was around...just think of the things that could have happened to those kids if some pissed off nutcase was driving by instead of me.

OK, I vented...now I feel better.

you bet...

This Gals birthday is 10 days away. Just a friendly reminder....you still have time to run out and get a card for me. LOL, I know, I know, I'm terrible....but isn't that why you love me so much.

Look what I found....hehe

I found a note that Katie wrote to me years ago. She was still a little innocent girlie back then. I don't think she will be upset that I let everyone read this now. I'm telling you, I tend to keep everything. I tuck things away and forget about them and when I rediscover them its like Christmas.

You know, I was never good at folding my notes up into cute little self sealing things. Take Katies note for example, if you pull the tab on the top, the note will unfold and you can read it. I never knew how to do that. I can unfold it now and get it back together but to do it from scratch...no way. I'm trying to remember what the flower was that she sent...I don't think I ever got it. It must have been one of the letters she lost. You know, I know that Katie has a box full of letters that I sent her after I moved away. When she gets done with her classes and comes home in 8 days or so...I will have to talk her into letting me see what I sent her. Could be interesting.

Famous last words...."boys are yucky"

Little Cousin Skeeter (the girl with the glasses) invited me to have lunch with her at school last Friday. How could I say no. Anyway, I discovered a few things. #1) The murals in the lunch room have been painted over. Pisses me off. #2) They use the same lunch trays they had when I was a student there...like a million years ago. #3) The corndogs were good but the mixed veggies still suck. #4) They now have a soft serve ice cream machine and for 50 cents you can have an ice cream cone after you are done with your lunch. WE never had that....Sheesh! Oh and Skeeter treated me to a cone. Wasn't that nice! #5) Skeeter also told me that she didn't like boys and that they were yucky. Well, well, well, for not liking boys she sure did chase them all over the playground. That is her with the sweatshirt tied around her waste...holding on to the yucky boys....uh huh, right....I don't buy it.

Oh and #6)The playground is completely different too. They took out the sledding hill....WHAT THE?! I actually knew they did that but I found it so sad. #7) Mrs Kage is still a playground attendent but now her Grandchildren running around it. Anyway, I took some fun photos of the kids. #8)Her classmates remembered me from our Flat Stanley days. I sent a ton of gifts and treats when I had Flat Stanley visiting me in NY. That has been a couple of years. I guess I am famous now. After walking back up to the building with the kids and up to the classroom....Skeeter wanted me to...I strolled over to Moms room. I sat around and chatted it up with Mom, Betty, Rebecca and Missy while they ate their lunch. Then I checked back out of the school, turned in the pass and scooted off to Aunt Linda's. We talked for quite a while and then Shannon came home.
Yep, and Cousin Shannon was in a great mood too. Well, it was the weekend and she only had 5 days of school left until she was out until graduation. I kept taking pictures of her and she was getting mad at me but I did get a few really nice shots. She's a pretty girl. I have to admit that I love that her hair is a little lighter now and closer to her real hair color. Why would anyone cover up their red hair! I ended up buying her some Subway because she kept complaining she was hungry. It was really nice spending some time with her. Once she joins the Air Force in August, that won't be such an easy task.

The laundry report: Kaster/ Lyons file #2328

I have to admit....Cousin Cindy's laundry pile was under control. I paid a pop visit to investigate her situation. Hey, I warned her I would do that...but she thought I had already left for NY. HA! I'll keep you all on your toes. Anyway, she was all caught up and was starting a load of sheets because she had just stripped her bed.
Danielle on the other hand had not done her laundry in quite some time. She is trying to hide it from me. I hate to tell her this but her butt is not big enough to hide that mountain of laundry. I remember when my room used to look like that. You better get that sucker cleaned up before your Grandparents come to visit for your 8th grade graduation. Better start now Dani!

Where can I buy one of those?!

Well, its that time of year again. Friggin' trees. I went to bed at 7:30 tonight and woke up just after 10:30 and my nose was like a waterfall. Yuck! I've taken some allergy medication and now I am waiting for it to kick in so I can get some sleep. I'll feel better in a couple of weeks, I know, but for now....This sucks! I'm going to make a stop at the store and buy lots of soft on the nose tissues. I'll need them.

TWELVE DAYS AND COUNTING...

Yep, just a warning that my birthday is almost here. Ah ha.....plenty of time to get those Birthday presents and cards with large CASH stashes in the mail. I'm very excited....very indeed. Man I do love birthdays...especially my own...but its always nice to see someone turn a year older and cry at the mere idea of it.

A little trip down memory lane.

When I was a kid, Avon sold these little pins and most of them had a flip up portion of their body that contained a creamy perfume. Not all of them, but most did. Anyway, I used to love these things and this is my stash that I still have tucked away at my parents home. From the looks of a couple of them you can tell I wore them all the time. I loved the doggie on the pillow and bunny on roller skates the best. The design is worn off their noses and the perfume is wiped clean in their compartments. Most of them are dated and I think the oldest one that I have is the yellow elephant which is marked 1973. The rest of the dated ones are marked '74' and '75'. Did anyone else have any of these? I think I 'm going to see if I can find them online anywhere. They were so darn cute.

LOL.....oh man

I can explain....

Katies away message:
"asknetter1970: I'm telling you...you should be on SNL or some porn talk show...I don't know which

I love how the person that raised me is encouraging me to go into the porn industry ... we're not fucked up, I swear."

OK, well, you see....I was chatting with her earlier and she was telling me about her naughty adventures as a F&M college student. I was only joking about the porn talk show....but you know, she would be very funny as a host. The girl has talent...and its not all twisted and kinky. LOL, oh Katie, Katie, Katie!

Fear not...

Mr Bun Bun is alive and well. Bella has not been able to get her teeth in him because he has not been home in quite a while. I will note that he arrived back at my house while I was home on vacation. He brought a bunch of goodies with him too. Yep, a whole bag of robin eggs....yummy and a huge stack of craft books and magizines. Mr Bun said I should thank Aunt Carole for the mother load. I had a blast looking through them and bookmarking the projects that I want to try out. Thanks a million Carole!
Mr Bun is now plotting against Uncle Gary. He saw the photo shop picture that Gary made and he has no sense of humor about it. I got a good chuckle out of it but Bun's ideas are so evil, who knew a little bunny could have such wicked.

I found this in an envelope form 1989. "A Friend" is still a friend. LOL, I'm not showing you the pictures. No way. Don't even ask.

Postcards...yipee!

I came home to a ton of mail...but lucky me, I recieved 6 postcards. 4 from Postcrossings, Raine and Chris sent from Chicago and Sue sent one from her vacation in Hawaii. Thanks a ton everyone. I do love postcards.

Bella the crazy dog...

My Cousin Cindy's dog Bella is a nutcase. First she ripped the head off of a stuffed bunny and you can see the remains of it scattered all over the floor. After that she ran all over everyone, up their legs, right into their faces them off she went again. After that Bella decided that it was time for the cat to get in on the excitement. Poor Kitty....oh she didn't get hurt and she took a good swing at Bella when she had had enough. We also had a great time playing keep away with Bella's tennis ball. The thing takes up her whole mouth and she still manages to bark and growl with it in there. I had my Dartmouth sweatshirt with the front pocket on it and she stuck her head in one side and out the other. I had saved the bunny head from the fate that the rest of its body suffered. She wanted that head. If I had a quarter of the energy that Bella had, people would think I was on drugs. I think she could out last the Energizer Bunny and the poor critter would be tore to shreds.

Where the heck are my CF cards!

I'm BACK from good old Nebraska! My CF cards for my digital camera did not make it back to NY however. The only pictures I have right now are the ones in my camera. I find this extremely annoying. I have some good pictures on those missing cards. I have no idea why they are not in my camera case...but I have a slight memory of taking them out. Figures!

So, I am so glad I didn't do any major cleaning before I left....because things are trashed around here. I took out the garbage before I left on Wens night and there were three bags in the garage that stunk....is it so hard to drop a bag by the curb before you leave the house? Guess so. Oh and my hydrangea are basically shot....I don't think they were watered until late in the week and last night they were dry when I got home. I knew I should have taken them to Jeans but Sam talked me into leaving them. That is my fault.

I had a great time at home. I did some fun stuff with friends and family, pestered a lot of people who love every minute of it, despite what they say...lol, well, its true. The closest tornado was on a Sterling farm where it did some property damage, but one took house near Beatrice...and a Wymore farm was hit pretty bad too. The mushrooms didn't pop while I was home....DANG IT...the weather wasn't quite right for them. Dad did find 3 tiny ones but that isn't enough to wet your chompers.

I ate lunch at my old school with my little cousin Skeeter. Corndogs....yummy....and they have an ice cream machine there. Can you believe that! They never had that stuff when I was a kid. They also painted over the murals in the lunchroom.....for shame, for shame. I don't see a lot of good changes at that school. After eating, hitting the playground, and walking Skeeter and her friends back to her classroom, I stopped by my Mothers room for their lunch break and chatted with Mom, Betty, Rebecca and Missy. After that I went to visit Aunt Linda and Noel...then Shannon came home and we gabbed for a little bit....then I went home and helped Mom with some things. I sure kept busy, that is for sure. I didn't get to see quite a few people though...next trip.

I went to see Grandma Slater and I'm pretty sure she had no idea who the hell I was. She knew I sent her that big card...but I'm not sure she put it together that I was the Annette that she was talking about. I guess it was just a bad day.

We found out that Uncle Richard is alive after all. He's in Oregon right now and Mom had to send him his birth certificate. He's such a dumb ass....seriously, disappearing for so many years and worrying Grandma like that. Sheesh!

I transplanted a lot of flowers while I was home. We dug up some stuff at the old house and planted them at the new one. We bought some fun plants, and we put together some pretty potted displays. Moms flower chair turned out pretty cute but it wasn't blooming yet so I don't think I took a picture of it. If I make it home in July I have to work on flower beds in the front of the house. I'm pretty excited by that. I spent a hefty amount of time yelling at Pops because he was to lazy to get off the mower and move his truck, so he just squeezed around it and mowed off the iris plants that were coming up. He drives me nuts sometimes.

Tisha overslept the day that she was supposed to pick me up at 8:30 AM and I was at the house without a car. I called her cell phone a million times and filled up her voicebox but she was sleeping so soundly that she didn't hear the phone. I walked up to pick up the Tecumseh Alumni cookbooks for Vickie and when I got back she still had not been by. I ended up walking to Deannas and borrowing her van, driving out in the country to Tisha's...and waking her ass up. I pounded on the outside door, the bedroom door and then I just waked in an yelled her name, scared the crap out of her but it was already 10:30. She was just really tired.

I have to go flip some laundry now...toodles.

This computer is soooo slow...

My relatives are predictable. On the night of our Easter get together, my Uncle Lonnie tried to run me over with his truck. Let me expain. They had been out fishing and were just getting home late that evening. I was standing in the driveway near the garage door. I saw them coming into the driveway and I knew that he would drive right toward me and try to scare me so I didn't move. Yep, he pulled right up to me and I ended up putting my hands out the brace myself against the grill so I didn't get dirty. They had been driving gravel roads afterall. Well, Lonnie just kept going and he pushed me back against the garage door. They were all in the truck laughing their butts off and I was just looking at them with that look I give people when they are being goofs. Typical...seriously, I just knew they were going to try to scare me. Some things just don't change with age.

Weather!

Guess what! It's our Easter fammily get together...and guess what! We are in a tornado warning. Yep, the weather is pretty bad right and we are all in Deanna's kitchen watching the weather service announcements. A Tornado was spotted 4 miles form Beatrice....but that is 30 miles from here.

Have a happy holiday!

Happy Holiday Every one....just in case...

I'm not sure if I will be back online before Sunday, so Happy Easter and to all my friends celebrating Passover, Mazel Tov. If anyone wants to get in touch with me...ummm, you are probably out of luck, unless you know my parents phone number. Oh, drop me an email....maybe I'll be able to check it.

I'll be back on the 24th for sure....unless we experience computer failure between now and then. Toodles!

OH...CLICK THE LINK ABOVE...ENJOY!

Uh oh!

Poor Lexie,
I think I just talked her ears off.
Hopefully they will grow back.

Second Place in the Elk Creek Road Rally goes to...

...Billy and Crystal, and pals.

Question, when did Billy start growing that strange looking beard? I figure he must have been drunk by the time the picture was taken after all the results were tallied....he looks kind of strange, doesn't he?

OK, dang it, why do they always have the road rally when I can't come home to be in it? Of course the last time I was on it, our driver rear ended the person Vicki Jarrett was riding with. LOL, aww good times! Somehow it was the passengers fault because "WE" were supposed to watch the road...go figure. He always was a dumb ass.(click on the picture to view and read caption)

For those of you not "in the know", the road rally is really a fun race that is not about anything but following the rules of the road, no speeding, stopping at all stop sighs, ect. If you speed or do roll throughs, you hurt your final score. There is also a section where you have to follow a sheet and answer questions. I personally like the drop bag section. They drop a marker bag so many feet before an intersection, then you know you have to turn, which way is up to you, but if you do not see another marker bag within so many feet, you know you were wrong. You screw up your final time and mileage with each mistake. It takes several hours to complete with stop points but the highlite is a lovely tour of southeast Nebraska, and possibly northeast Kansas, northwest Missouri or southwest Iowa....or all of them.

Oh and when you mention Elk Creek, everyone from that area thinks of the water. Elk Creek water isn't your average H20...nope, but it sure hits the spot. Just don't drive after you drink some and you might want to take it easy when walking too.

Elk Creek Water - the recipe we used in high school....hey, it was Nebraska, I don't condone it!
3 -12 oz cans 7 Up soda
3 -12 oz cans Squirt soda
1 -12 oz can Mountain Dew soda
1/2 pint vodka, you can also use lemon or citrus flavored
1/2 pint gin
Put in a one gallon jug with some lemon and lime slices. Let it sit for a day or two.
Don't add ice to the jug, but put some in a glass and then add your E.C. Water.


Or you can use this recipe. If you really use the Everclear, pick a spot close to the bathroom, you won't want to walk far:

1/2 gallon Everclear® alcohol
1/2 gallon vodka
1/2 gallon gin
4 liters Mountain Dew® citrus soda
4 liters 7-Up® soda
4 liters Squirt® citrus soda

Pearl and the battle of the scissors

Cousin Mike's little girl discovered the joy of cutting your own hair over the weekend. Yes, her hair was very long and now it is not. Hey, at least she didn't go for the bangs. Most kids go for the front but Pearl went for the back. Mike said he was going to take her to the beauty parlor today to have a professional fix it up. I think he did a pretty good job himself. Perhaps Mike has found a new calling in life, Male stylist. I can't say I would really trust him to cut my hair, honestly, I can't think of anyone in my family that I would allow near me with a pair of scissors. Ohhhh no, I don't think so.

Shower radios, to do lists, and multi tasking...

I've been dragging. I'm just tired I guess. I jumped into the shower and was trying to wake up. I had shampoo in my hair and I was deep in though about what I needed to do today. My shower radio was on and I didn't think I was really paying attention to it, after all I was running through a mental list. That is when I caught myself saying, "Lay a whisper, on my pillow.." and I was like, "what the!" Why did I just say that? I thought, oh maybe the song, but I listened and it was just the dj talking over some music that I didn't recognize. Then he stopped and the song went into the beginning lines of the song..."Lay a whisper, on my pillow..." I must have been mentally multi tasking or something. It's so funny how subconsciously you can be working hard on one task while some part of your brain is doing something else. Just think of the damage I could do if I actually focused my mind on one task....WHOA, look out!

But I'm so sweet....

YES!

Do you see this lovely scan? Yep, that is my PASSPORT! I finally found that sucker. I am usually very good about putting things in certain spots. I'm a creature of habit. Somehow my passport managed to disappear. I was actually starting to think I threw it out or something. Well, I got my big suitcase out to start packing for my Easter trip home and when I flipped it open, and noticed a strange bump in the bottom, under the lining. Yeah, I unzipped the lining and found my passport. How the hell did that get there?! I would never put it there. I called to tell my Mother and she said I probably did it in my sleep. You know, she laughed about that but it is entirely possible. I did have a streak where I did strange things like that. I actually packed my suitcase in my sleep last year. Sure, it had one shoe, my cordless phone and other strange things...but I did it none the less. All I know is I don't have to file a missing/lost passport form and I don't have to pay the extra money to get another passport. I just have to fill out a renewal form. That makes me a very happy camper. I have to have my passport....you never know when you can get a cheap flight to a foreign country.

Grandma's starting a cafe in the nursing home.

Well, it seems like my Grandma has been a busy camper. She has been collecting souvenirs. Yep, Dad said she had enough stuff in her dresser drawers to start a cafe. She had about 10 glasses and an assortment of silverware. She also had a bunch of the treats that she won when they play games. Mom asked her what she was doing with all that stuff and Grandma said, "Oh, well, they are just souvenirs." LOL, GRANDMA!

Her card shower went well, but Mom said she didn't know how many cards she got for sure. (Thank you, by the way, for all those of you that sent her a card!) It seems Grandma was hiding the cards from herself. Mom was going through her drawers and discovered 6 that she had received earlier, had tucked away and forgotten about. One of these days Mom is going to dig around and find all of Grandma's hiding spots.

It also seems like Grandma's twin nieces are getting a lot of credit these days. She likes to point to a picture of her Granddaughters and announce that we are the twins...her nieces. Mom has to correct her. This has been a problem for a while. I think she realizes who I am when I visit though. She never asks me about my husband...cuase I don't have one....but the twins do, plus they are much older. Heck, she 90 years old, she can be as looney as she wants to be at that age.

She'll be keeping us on our toes, won't she!

I must be getting a cold

Why do I think that? Well, I keep thinking that I can smell a guinea pig cage. Do you know that smell. Nobody else can smell that odor so it must be my nose playing tricks on me. I have been sneezing all day. I better not be getting sick. I'll be really annoyed if that is the case. Could be allergies though, right. SHOOT! I have a bad feeling about this.

Let the countdown begin!

In one month it will be my birthday!

Everyone knows how much I love birthdays!

Just letting you know that I will be mentioning my birthday as often as possible without being pelted with rocks.

Yep....this is going to be fun.

My underwear was showing.

Yes, for about 15 minutes, my underear was hanging out. Granted, it was NOT the pair I was wearing at the time. OK, here is the story. I was cleaning the house so I put on an old sweatshirt that had just comeout of the dryer. It has bleach stains on it so it is my official cleaning shirt. Anyway, I put on the sweatshirt and a pair of pajama bottoms and was cleaning the stairs with the vaccum cleaner and after about 10 minutes of doing that I started cleaning the bathroom mirrors. They are all high so I can't really see a full view of myself. I then emptied the garbage cans into a big garbage bag and started down the steps to the garage. There is a big mirror at the end of the steps and as I hit the landing I noticed something strange. I had about 4 inches of a pair of cotton undies sticking out the bottom, front part of my sweatshirt. Yep, just dangling there. I caught myself saying, "WHAT THE HELL!" So I pulled the nice, clean, flowered undies out and started laughing at myself. THANK GOODNESS that nobody came to the door or was home...AND I didn't run out to the grocery store like that. I mean its bad enough when I lean over to grab a jar off a bottom shelf and discover I have a dirty kitchen towel hanging off my shoulder when I am at the store...but a pair of my undies! That would be when I switch grocery stores for good. LOL! Sometimes I think this kind of crap only happens to me. Why is that?!

I can't help myself....its a crazy compulsion, I KNOW!

Your Quirk Factor: 51%

You're a pretty quirky person, but you're just normal enough to hide it. Congratulations - you've fooled other people into thinking you're just like them!

How Quirky Are You?

You Are Teal Green

You are a one of a kind, original person. There's no one even close to being like you. Expressive and creative, you have a knack for making the impossible possible. While you are a bit offbeat, you don't scare people away with your quirks. Your warm personality nicely counteracts and strange habits you may have.

What Color Green Are You?

Who Should Paint You: Alfred Gockel

All American yet funky, you inspire an artist's imagination And while not everyone will understand your portrait, you will!

What Artist Should Paint Your Portrait?

You Are The Lovers

You represent ideal love: innocence, trust, exhilaration and joy. You demonstrate the harmony of opposites, two sides coming together. At times, you also represent the struggle between what is right and what is tempting. Control is an issue for you, especially when you don't know your reasons for choosing something. Your fortune: You have an important choice you need to make about love, and it will be a difficult choice to make. You are likely struggling between the love you crave and the love that is right. In the end, you will choose what you crave, even if it's bad for you. Because without what you crave, you will feel empty and incomplete.

What Tarot Card Are You?

Your Blogging Type is Artistic and Passionate

You see your blog as the ultimate personal expression - and work hard to make it great. One moment you may be working on a new dramatic design for your blog... And the next, you're passionately writing about your pet causes. Your blog is very important - and you're careful about who you share it with.

What's Your Blogging Personality?

Your Birthdate: May 7

You are an island. You don't need anyone else to make you happy. And though you see yourself as a loner, people are drawn to you. Deep and sensitive, you tend to impress others with your insights. You also tend to be psychic - so listen to that inner voice! Your strength: Your self sufficiency Your weakness: You despise authority Your power color: Maroon Your power symbol: Hammer Your power month: July

What Does Your Birth Date Mean?

Your Five Factor Personality Profile

Extroversion: You have medium extroversion. You're not the life of the party, but you do show up for the party. Sometimes you are full of energy and open to new social experiences. But you also need to hibernate and enjoy your "down time." Conscientiousness: You have medium conscientiousness. You're generally good at balancing work and play. When you need to buckle down, you can usually get tasks done. But you've been known to goof off when you know you can get away with it. Agreeableness: You have medium agreeableness. You're generally a friendly and trusting person. But you also have a healthy dose of cynicism. You get along well with others, as long as they play fair. Neuroticism: You have medium neuroticism. You're generally cool and collected, but sometimes you do panic. Little worries or problems can consume you, draining your energy. Your life is pretty smooth, but there's a few emotional bumps you'd like to get rid of. Openness to experience: Your openness to new experiences is medium. You are generally broad minded when it come to new things. But if something crosses a moral line, there's no way you'll approve of it. You are suspicious of anything too wacky, though you do still consider creativity a virtue.

The Five Factor Personality Test

What Your Sleeping Position Says

You are calm and rational. You are also giving and kind - a great friend. You are easy going and trusting. However, you are too sensible to fall for mind games.

What Does Your Sleeping Position Say About You?

What? I wasn't even born until 1970!

what decade does your personality live in?

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Art my ASS!

I was out like a light and then I had a terrible dream, one that seemed to real. I woke up, freaked and now I can't go back to sleep. I was chatting with Chris for a little while. He IM'ed me wanting to know if I had any pictures of him as a kid that are scanned into the computer. Katie was showing him the ones I sent her and now he wants some too. I told him that I would send some this weekend. I also told him that I was attending his graduation from Dartmouth College this June. He had not heard yet...ohhhh, and that reminds me, I need to get that pillow started. Stupid cross stitch....man, I'm not in the mood for that. I want to do some gardening. I want to make some more bracelets, I want to do anything but what I need to do, typical isn't it.

I just wish I could go back to sleep. I'm going to try again in 5 minutes....I swear, I am. For the record, I'm not trying that looney flipping back and forth crap the picture suggests. Man, that alarm clock is going to go off to early....stinkin' 6:30 AM....grumble, grumble, AUGH!

That reminds me....I need to start a new "To Do" list:

1. start Dartmouth cross stitch
2. dig out college credit list so Cliff will leave me alone
3. buy some more white oil base paint- quart size
4. buy postcard stamps, send packages, fill out passport renewal documents
5. rent power washer for weekend.
6. get a manicure/pedicure
7. write Jeremy a letter
8. clean out top drawer of my dresser
9. organize jewelry
10. go back to sleep and DON'T have the same dream again....scary!

OK, I will finish the list later.

I don't know about you...but those things annoy me.

Oh man, someone got himself in a llittle hot water. Man! She threw out his WHITE album with the signatures. That will teach him. Hmmmm, makes me wonder why he ran away...perhaps because she was a tad bit nutty. Hey, I like anyone that makes me seem normal. That isn't such an easy thing to come by these days...lol.

Thanks Karla!

Everyone knows how much I love to get postcards. I save them. I know, I'm a pack rat ...but I can't help it. Anyway, Karla is the person that keyed me in on a postcard swap site. Love it! I mailed out my first 5 already. Anyway, Karla was so sweet, she sent me a postcard and I have a little surprise in store for her. I am putting it in the mail on Monday. Don't ask, I'm not telling, its a surprise! Hehehe!

My flower chair part II

Ok, everyone may remember the flower chair I made last summer. It was very cute, if I do say so myself. I'm sooo modest these days..lol. Anyway, I decided it was time to put some color in the front of the house. They are all cold weather friendly plants so they are doing really well out there. Yes, even with the spring snow storm we had yesterday, they are fine. I have another little chair that I found on trash day last week. It is dark blue but that can be painted....I was trying to decide if I really need another one or if I should put it together and mail it off to someone. MOTHER...do you want one?
When Sam got home from school today, he wasn't feeling better at all, in fact he is much worse, so I took him back to the doctor. She said to come back in a week if he isn't any better so she can listen to his lungs again. Poor kid is exhausted. Hopefully, I won't get it. Cross your fingers for me!