Oink, Oink....

Lookie what I made. It took me forever. Plus I had to ask Brandy what one part of the directions meant and she was a great help, as always. I first saw this little guy over at Good Yarns. Sue made one with wings and I knew I had to try to make one. Except I left off the wings and placed his ears wider apart and added a tuft of hair between them. I made his snout a little different also and his legs are a little lumpy but HEY, he should be happy to have legs at all! I noticed that Sue also has a turtle on her site. I may have to see if I can make it. I know I want to try a little bunny and a carrot for Easter. I'm not saying I will make it for this Easter, maybe for next.

lol...Nibbles.

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Faith Nicole

Welcome to the world, Little girlie! Faith was born in Omaha, in mid February and it took this long for her Aunt (her Aunt is my Aunt-in law and a friend from high shcool) to send me pictures online. I finally had to email my Godson (He's also my Cousin) and tell him to get his Mom's rump in gear. Actually, Faith just missed being born on her Cousin Zachary's birthday (Zach is my Godson) This could get confusing. lolHer Daddy, Andrew, is my Aunt in laws little brother. He is also my Godsons Godfather. I've known Andrew since he was in elementary school. I was his Sisters friend and he used to run around with my Cousins. It seems like so long ago. When Andrew was a fifth grader and I was in high school, his feet were the same size as mine. Hopefully Faith will not end up with her Daddies big feet. (Her Aunt has huge feet too.) When I look at little Faith, I see a lot of her Dad in that tiny face. I would have posted a picture of her Mommy, Mandi, but I didn't get a picture of her that I could post. I don't think Mandi would want a picture of her legs spread in the air, just after Faith was born, posted. You couldn't actually see anything graphic because of the camera position but its not like you could see her face either. Anyway, you will have to take my word for it...Mandy is a very lovely gal. Hopefully I will get to see the entire new family when I visit.

Now on to the next baby. My cousin Jeff and his wife Marla are due April 6th. Hopefully it won't take Aunt Vickie so long to get me some pictures. She's so excited about becoming a Grandma....and her prediction is an April Fools Day baby birth. LOL, if you knew my Cousin Jeff, you would think it was a perfect fit. He's a handful...and that's part of his charm.

Stop breaking bottles!

For the second time in two weeks, someone has broken a Snapple bottle in front of the house. It's not like its just a little mess that is easily cleaned up. Nope, they shattered the bottles to kingdom come! It takes forever to clean it up.

Sure, I could wait for the street sweeper to come buy this spring and toss it all over or I can do it myself and get every single sliver. Yep...you guessed it, I got the broom out again and went to work. Today it was even in the grass, it must have bounced. This is a family neighborhood. There are lots of older people who go for walks and mothers with young kids who ride bikes or go for rides in strollers. I'm always afraid that one of those kids will crash and burn in the broken glass.

The first time I just assumed that someone sat the bottle on their car and it fell off as they were driving. I was just being nice because the thought of someone tossing it out the window would have driven me nuts. Anyway, this morning I found another bottle shattered in just about the same area. Now I'm pissed. So help me...If this becomes a weekly thing, I'm going to sit in the damn bushes until I catch the little prick doing it. All I need is a good look at the tosser and the lisc. plate number. Its probably the kids I yelled at for tossing their trash by the curb when they were waiting for their friend across the street. I made them pick it up and they were not so happy about it, but they did it. I can't stand litter bugs. Find a trash can, for Pete's sake! It's not that hard.

Annoying things that I do...Number 2

This doesn't really bother me...but it drives everyone else nuts.

Some people think that I never tie my shoes. I do. I really do. It's just that they come untied. I know what you are thinking. Netter doesn't tie her shoes correctly. Well, that isn't true. I do, they just come untied. I think its worse when you have those round shoelaces. The flat kind stay tied longer. Anyway, I am constantly being told that my lace is untied. I don't find it annoying...its just part of the deal. Actually, if I had a buck for every time some old lady told me about my dragging laces... I'd be rich!

The funniest part is that everyone thinks that I will trip and break my neck. I think the odds are in my favor. Seriously! I can count on one hand the number of times I have tripped on my laces. I think it has something to do with the way I walk. I take long strides so my feet never step down near each other, unless I am walking with someone slooooow. That about kills me though. I once spent an entire day with a slow walker and realized that there are only so many hours that I can take baby steps before I want to throw myself in front of a taxi or a bus. Oh, its one thing when you have a kid with you or an elderly person...but not someone only a few years older than me.

My Friend Raine Recommends...

Stalking movie stars!

And I quote:

"YES! That's a great rec: and I've even attached the pic! My love for MD (Matt Damon) is on the quiet side, I like to keep it private and I'd take him over George, Brad or Ben etc. any day. Now in a show down with JM (Joey McIntyre)? I'd have to think about it... "

Raine always seems to spot stars. The Girl misses nothing. I wouldn't label her a stalker...but when she wants to see someone, she is full of energy and patients. I'll never forget the good old days when I'd ride along on her trips to Glen Cove and PJ Morgans Island to try to see a musical group that she liked. She found the house, thanks to the girl at the drive up window at McDonalds and to the old guy walking his dog on the Island. Awww, good times.

Bunny Rue Rue: Into the Looking Glass

I FINALLY got some more pictures of my niece Rue. While Grammy snapped the picture, Pop Pop held up their Granddaughter. It sure looks like she was interested in herself. She's getting so big. I have to wait until the end of June to see here again. She'll be 6 months old, but that is OK, babies are more interesting at that age.

Grammy wore Rue out the other day. She bought her an Exersaucer so she could sit up and see the world and her toys. They put a couple receiving blankets around her tummy so she doesn't fall over and Rue is in hog heaven. She checks out her hands and whatever is around her. Yep, Rue had a blast and wore herself out. She took a three hour nap for Grammy. Bunny Rue Rue was one tired girlie. The weather was finally nice enough that she was able to go for a ride in the stroller after her nap. The fresh air wore her out again. I think I would sleep well too if someone pushed me around in the fresh spring air. It just seems like it would be so relaxing.

Sometmes I choose to be nice....SOMETIMES...

LOL, last night I called my Aunt and Uncle in California. I was responding to an email from Aunt Carole. Anyway, Uncle Gary answered the phone and I said Hello but didn't identify myself. He answered with a typical greeting but I could just hear his gears spinning, trying to figure out who's voice he was hearing. I asked him if he knew who I was. Silence...hehe....and then I decided to cut him some slack and not take advantage of the PERFECT situation. I told him who I was and got an, "OHHHH" in response. It was just so fun, knowing I could have totally messed with his head. See! See! Sometimes I am nice. Don't get use to it...it won't last for long.

Thats a lotta comments!

The jar is filling up. FAST! Keep those comments coming, people, keep them coming. Every single time you leave a comment, your name goes in the jar. I'm anal about it. Remember, my Blogaversary is April 9th and the drawing is at the end of the day....midnight is the deadline and the drawing will be on The 10th. I decided to wait to purchase prizes...and that way I can tailor the Grand Prize to the person who won. Sam has no idea what I am doing with this prize jar. LOL, he keeps looking at me funny when I write the names down and drop them in. Oh the excitement!

What a surprise!

I received a package in the mail today. I love to get mail. It was such a surprise. I got an EARLY birthday present from Sue. I was so shocked and tickled pink. You know what this means....lol, it means that my Birthday celebration has offically started and I'm going to milk the days until the actual date. I just love a good birthday! Hey, it means cake, ice cream, balloons, and goodie bags, whats not to like! Sue sent me a direction booklet for baby blankets and marked a cute blanket for me to make for my niece, Bunny Rue Rue. Included with the directions was the soft, pretty yarn and a crochet hook. She also gave me a memo pad with an "N" for Netter....and a little porcelain trinket box with a heart on the lid. I love little boxes and have a collection on my dresser that houses my jewelry. I'm not sure how she knew! Everyone knows how I love hearts, so that was an added bonus of joy. I know I chatted with Sue earlier and thanked her but I feel the need to do it some more....so Thank you, thank you, thank you! Sue, you are just so sweet!

I'm putting this on the fridge

Man, I'm living with some grumpy people right now. They have been up later than normal and are bears. The funny part is that I've been up later than everyone and you don't see me growling around. I've been in a pretty decent, but tired mood.

The main issue is that I live with complainers who won't let things go. They are far worse than I have ever been in that respect. Sometimes it drives me crazy because it usually isn't something that they can change or if it is, they don't really put the time or effort into actually making a difference.

Cliff was complaining, no bitching... about all the winter coats on the stair railing on the first floor. He wanted to know why nobody was hanging up their coats. This is the moment that I have to decide how bitchy I want to be. Do I let it go and ignore him or point out that every single coat and jacket on that railing is his. EVERY SINGLE ONE! So I played dumb...and said I was pretty sure my coats were hung up and asked who's coats he saw on the railing. He walks over, starts tossing them around and then got very quiet. LOL, yeah, oh yeah.....now, I could let it go but that's not as much fun. I walked around the corner and said, "So what is the scoop? Who has not been hanging up their coats?" My hands are on my hips, and I have a major smirk on my face. He looks at me and says, "Oops!" Normally, I walk around hanging up coats and jackets. It drives me nuts so a couple of weeks ago, I stopped. I figured the pile up would get on someones nerves eventually. Everyone else noticed and hung up their own belongings.

Annoying things that I do...Number 1:

I'm not sure what this is all about. Get this...

I have a strange habit of holding the **Shift** key down longer than I mean to. Yeah, I end up with two capital letters on the front of most of my sentences. Its really bad when I type peoples names....first names more so than last names. For example, if I am typing my name...I do this:

ANnette......or this....NEtter....but it applies for every ones name. I also begin sentences that start with more than one letter with double capitals, like this: STop hitting your Sister! or CAts are so soft.

I spend so much time backspacing or inserting the correct lower case letter. Oh well, it could be worse. I could WRITE ENTIRELY IN CAPITAL LETTERS. THAT WOULD BE EVEN MORE ANNOYING.

**- I accidentally wrote that I hit the cap lock key, but Kare pointed out that I should hit the shift key instead and that is when I realized that I DO...lol, oops, I didn't catch that.

It's been a long week

AND....its not even over yet.

I was out late last night again. I had to pick Sam up from school at 11:30PM. Then I had a terrible time falling to sleep, because I had hit my second wind. I was ready for bed at 9PM last night...but noooo, I had to stay up. Ho hum. This morning I woke up early to take out the garbage and the recycling...then I drove Sam to school. We didn't have hot water so I couldn't take a shower. The stupid water heater shut off again. I had to hit the restart button...but its working now. If it happens again, I will have to call the service guys again. Frank loves me. I'm going to give him shit about not fixing things so he has an excuse to come back and chat me up. Seriously, he talks more than I do.

My allergies are in full bloom this morning. I was OK, until my drive home from school drop off. I made it a block from the house before the sneezing set in. Now my nose has decided to RUN....like a mighty river. It's so gross. I feel fine otherwise.

Cliff is working from home today...which means he will monopolize the phone and the computer. Dang him. As long as he doesn't think that I am making him lunch, he's fine. I have stuff to do today.

Speaking of stuff....all I have left to do on my counted cross stitch is back stitching. Fun Fun.....gag. But I should be done by the end of the weekend.

I missed Uncle Greg's birthday

Yep, so Uncle Greg had a birthday on Monday. Yep, he was born on March 19th, the day after Grandpa Kaster's birthday. I was sitting here trying to remember what year he was born. Randy was born in 1960 so Greg was born sometime between '62-'64. I know that I should know it but I'm drawing a blank right now. Tis life. It will come to me later. I'm leaning to '62 or '63...probably '62. I think he is 8 years older than me. Anyway...he's wearing a shirt that matches Lonnie's in his birthday post earlier in the month. I have a pic of Uncle Randy in the same shirt. Grandma used to buy the same shirt for all the boys when they got their pictures taken. We joked that it was the same shirt, she just switched the kid between takes.

Tired...oh so tired...

I had to stay up last night so I could pick Sam up from the high school after his chorus trip. They were supposed to be home at 11:15 PM...and instead they rolled in an hour late. I didn't get home until 12:30AM....and it was nearly 1AM when I finally got to bed. I was up at 6:15AM and I have a crap load of stuff to do today. All I want is a quick cat nap...but alas, I will not be getting one. I hope nothing good is on TV tonight. I have given up on American Idol. Why? Why! Well its because of stupid people doing stupid things like this: Click here Did you check out that site! If you did, now you know why I won't watch and vote anymore. It takes the fun out of it.

Cross stitch update...

I managed to make a few more X's. Bit by bit, they start to look like something, don't they. I wait until the end to do all the back stitching outlines. I hate that part but it is the most important part on a project like this.

I keep looking at the afghan that I am making for Bunny Rue Rue and I can't bring myself to working on it. Basically because I don't know how to join the granny squares together. I have ideas, I just have to decide which of those ideas are worth trying first. I'm going to be frogging left and right. So, until I have the energy, I will occupy myself with projects like this one. You know, ones that have sat in my craft clutter forever. It's still fun.

Ewww...that doesn't look right!

When you visit the Leach house, you never know what you will find. These are Chris' shoes and he stuck an apple in one. I'm not sure why. It totally grossed me out though. When he was a kid, he had chronic foot fungus. He doesn't anymore, but I have terrible memories of his feet. He used to love to stick them on my lap when I was sitting on the sofa. Ewww and they were like a rain forest, they had a high humidity level. I swear his feet were always damp. It didn't matter how long he had his socks off...they were clammy. His doctor told him to spray his feet with Arid Extra Dry and believe it or not, it helped.

Somehow, looking at his salt stained leather shoes...from all that tromping around Washington DC and his blue insoles, well, frankly cause damp feet flashbacks. He headed back to DC this afternoon, but I noticed their was an apple in the fridge, similar in looks to the one that was in his shoe. All I know is...I wasn't going to eat any apples at the Leach house this weekend...maybe for a month, just to be safe.

The Showdown....at the neighbors house

I introduced you to Kitty...the King of the House...but you don't know about the much bigger "Queen" of the House, Molly. Molly is a super sweet dog and she is an amaizing watchdog. She sits on the stairs and watches the door. When she sees the refelections of break lights on cars or headlights when cars turn, she turns into a barking nutso. If you are not used to all the protection, it will scare the living bejesus out of you. Molly doesn't trust the neighbor kid who dribbles his basketball in the street. Molly really doesn't care if he is one of the best Varsity team players at the high school or not....she just can't stand that kid. Molly also dislikes the neighbors across the street and she barks like a lunatic every time they pull into their driveway or take out the trash. The truth be told, if given the chance to catch those people, she'd likely lick them to death. She's all talk, no action.

Now, I think Molly loves Kitty. Well, Ok, Molly loves to torment Kitty. You see Molly is jealous of any attention that Kitty gets. So if you have been petting Kitty, Molly is going to get even with Kitty later. What does she do? She waits, acting all sly and lazy. The second that Kitty tries to walk up or down the stairs, BAM....the race is on. Kitty flies down those stairs so fast, I'm not sure her paws even hit the runners. Zoom, she's headed to the basement. Molly won't go down the basement steps. I'm not sure why, she just won't. I love the picture above. Molly was chewing on her bottle, relaxing, enjoying the evening. At first I didn't notice the interaction going on between the two of them. Then I noticed that every time Molly shot Kitty a death glance, Kitties ears turned back. When Molly looked away, Kitties ears were normal again. I think they did this about 25 times. I had to get a quick pic of it. Finally Molly moved to the stair landing and pretended to be watching the door. Kitty jumped down and Molly looked back at her. Kitty walked behind the TV center. Its the closest protected area next to the stair landing. Molly glanced back and noticed this but did nothing. Then slowly, Kitty started to inch his way along the wall, headed toward the down staircase. Molly's tail froze, her back paws twitched. BAM, Molly jumped up and Kitty FLEW down those stairs, with Molly in hot pursuit. Molly didn't catch Kitty. I understand that she never does. It's more of a game. It's a classic house pet struggle for top spot. It's really pretty fun to watch.

Time for something different...

I decided I needed to go back to my roots and start doing a little counted cross stitch again. I used to enjoy it....back in the day. Can you guess what I'm making? I did a lot more. Just wait....just wait and see how loooooong it takes me to do this. I'm out of practice.

Just a reminder to wear GREEN....or be pinched...

Happy Saint Patrick's Day! May sure you are sporting some green. I know it is especially important if you are going to be around kids because those little devils will pinch the be'jesus out of you. Make sure you have some corned beef and cabbage...perhaps a green beer. Run around dancing a jig and singing with a fake Irish accent, for no other reason than its just good fun.

Yesterday....

Yesterday was pretty crappy. We had a full day of sleet. If only it could have turned to snow...it could have been lovely. Well, instead we were stuck with ice chunks in our rain. Luckily, I didn't have to leave the house all day yesterday. I only went outside to get the mail and get something out of the van. The rest of the day I did laundry, cleaned the house, you know....all the fun stuff. Hey, atleast I wasn't shoveling 3 feet of snow. I went to bed around 8 PM last night and I was OUT....and woke up only twice during the night. I guess I should feel rested..but I'm not. Oh well. I think I'lm going to go check the movie listings for today. Toodles.!

The Jar is filling up.

I have been putting your name in the jar each time you comment. At this rate, I may have to get a bigger container. Remember, the contest ends at midnight on April 9th.

It's all about me, after all, I'm a house cat...and its MY HOUSE.

Hello! My name is Kitty. Don't be fooled by the name, I'm a prime example of the male species. This is my House, I only allow you to visit. You are here to feed me, change my litter, fetch me the treats I want, when I want them...and when I'm in the mood for some purring, you must stroke my silky fur.

Wench! I'm so angry with you, right now. How dare you, not pay attention to me now. I know you wanted to pet me in the foyer but I was not in the mood then. I demand your attention now!

Stop looking at the DOG! She can't help you. She drinks out of the toilet for Pete's Sake! She'll eat poop if you tell her its a treat. I'm the brains of this household.
I am not amused by you. You will suffer my wrath!
I told you! If you don't do as I wish, when I wish it...you will suffer. I will sit on your Cross stitch project and block the TV screen. Now start stroking my back or I will start dropping pieces of fur. Oh, I'm not bluffing. Your navy sweatshirt will look grey when I get though with you. I don't care if you have to go to the bathroom. You should have thought about that before I claimed you as my resting space. Stroke, damn you, stroke! Faster....no slower...don't touch me. OK, stroke me again. Don't touch the tail! I will hit you in the face with it if I choose...THIS IS MY HOUSE...I AM THE HOUSE CAT, You WILL worship me.

Hello, My name is Annette...and I am a JINXER.

It's true, I tend to be a jinxer.

I know I need help.

I need to learn to zip my big mouth.

I just can't stop myself from jinxing people.

Actually, I think it may be my one great talent.


However in my defense....

I didn't say that Sheena's visit was coming during a period of heavy rain and not quite freezing temps. I said it was going to be FREEZING and we would get 3 Feet of snow. So, I'm not really sure that counts.

I will take responsibility for the great wedding day flat tire that I totally caused with my jinxing ways. When someone says we will have just enough time to pick up the wedding party gifts and be back in time to decorate for the rehearsal dinner....I should never have said, "Yeah, unless we get a flat tire or something." Yes, it happened. I did that.

Maybe I'm not a jinxer but I have a little ESP and I know something is looming...maybe that's it!

Today is going to be nifty....I can just tell

Brianna woke with a killer headache this morning. She went back to bed and I called the school to let them know that she wouldn't be in in the AM for sure. I wen't over to check on her an hour ago and she was still sleeping. I left her a note and will have to check in on her again soon. She was very pale so I'm pretty sure she wasn't faking it. She just didn't look well.

The electrician was supposed to be here at 9:30 AM and still has not shown. I left a note for him on the door when I ran across the street to check on Brianna...but he never showed up. It is now 11:03 and I'm pissed. I never have any luck with electricians.

Today is not starting off so well.

UPDATE** the Electrician is coming tomorrow...he forgot, I know he did, but he won't admit it. I dropped Brianna off at school before her lunch period. She said her head was a little better and that she wanted to try to get through the rest of the day. She is supposed to call me if she wants to come home later.

My Grand Prize came today!

A while back I won a trivia contest on Marianne's blog. Yeah, I know my trivia. Its sad but true. Anyway, My grand prize was an expired Firestone coupon. I know! How cool is that. Marianne shipped off the prize and added a few more for fun since I said I could always use a few expired coupons to write phone messages on in a pinch. Seriously, you can never find a blank piece of paper when you need it. Don't even get me going on working ink pens....sheesh. Oh and the person that thinks its funny to stick unsharpen'd pencils in the cup are soooo going to get it when I catch them doing that. Anyway, I love my prize..and like Marianne said in her letter..."When you win with me- You win BIG!!"

Hell Yeah! Thanks!

What lunch with me, looks like...

I went to lunch with Katie today and we had some yummy food but poor Katie had to look at me blowing my nose every so often. It's really pretty sad. Windblown hair and tissue attached to my face through the whole meal. Awww, how nice. To top it off...the salmon and mango salsa that I ate is not happy with me and has upset my tummy. Fishy fruit burps are badddddd. I need some TUMS....like five minutes go. Yuck!
Katie made the trip worth while though. She shared the story of how she almost got black balled from a Frat at her college. Its not as bad as one could imagine...especially considering what Katie is capable of. Who could possible keep Katie out of a party?! She'd find a way in. Then for her big ending...she balanced her food on her nose after it fell on the floor several times. She also FINALLY started a blog on Blogger. If you want to see what her twisted, perverted mind comes up with...visit her. Leave her a comment.

AAAAAChewwwwww!

Augh!

The tissues are really piling up around here. Two days...two NEW boxes of tissues used up. Yeah, TWO. I have been sneezing up a storm and my eyes go back and forth between being dry and itchy to itchy and full of tears. I'm house sitting at night, across the street. Brianna is Sam's age and her parents went on a little trip to Jamaica for their 20th anniversary. They asked if I would just sleep over so Brianna isn't at the house by herself. I make sure she takes care of her dog and the cat....she loves them both so there is no problem there. I'm not allergic to dogs or cats but I suddenly realized this morning...maybe they use TIDE. Holy crap, I hope not. It would explain a lot though. Either way, I have two more nights to sleep over so it shouldn't be so bad. I had to take a humidifier over yesterday because the first night it was so dry in the house, I couldn't stand it. I went through so many glasses of water and my mouth still felt like cotton, my nose hurt with every breath of air...DRY! Last night was much better. MUCH. Molly came and woke me up this morning. Molly is the dog. She was moaning in my ear, while she was straining to reach my head with her sniffer. She isn't allowed to jump up on the furniture and doesn't even try anymore.

I have a jar full of Blogaversary entries.....I'll post the picture later.

LOL...OMG

My Uncle Gary sent me this picture last night. He said he thought I should post it on my site. It's so bad, how could I not! This was taken when we went to California and visited Gary and Carole....a loooooong time ago. Luckily, I was the only one without a FRO.....what was it with perms?! I guess I couldn't keep my eyes open long enough to have my picture taken though. Sheesh. I'm cracking up over my little sister. It is obvious that Tisha wore a one piece bathing suit...That much is obvious, look at her tan legs and her white belly. Now keep in mind that I also lived at the pool all summer long, but I don't look tan at all. Some things never change.
I'm also wearing my clogs! Awwww...I loved my clogs. I know I have mentioned them before.

This was the vacation that I ended up sick most of the time. I had a fever and a sore throat. I felt like doo-doo.

My Five Factor Personality Profile..(snatched from Brandy)

Your Five Factor Personality Profile

Extroversion: You have high extroversion. You are outgoing and engaging, with both strangers and friends. You truly enjoy being with people and bring energy into any situation. Enthusiastic and fun, you're the first to say "let's go!" Conscientiousness: You have high conscientiousness. Intelligent and reliable, you tend to succeed in life. Most things in your life are organized and planned well. But you borderline on being a total perfectionist. Agreeableness: You have high agreeableness. You are easy to get along with, and you value harmony highly. Helpful and generous, you are willing to compromise with almost anyone. You give people the benefit of the doubt and don't mind giving someone a second chance. Neuroticism: You have low neuroticism. You are very emotionally stable and mentally together. Only the greatest setbacks upset you, and you bounce back quickly. Overall, you are typically calm and relaxed - making others feel secure. Openness to experience: Your openness to new experiences is high. In life, you tend to be an early adopter of all new things and ideas. You'll try almost anything interesting, and you're constantly pushing your own limits. A great connoisseir of art and beauty, you can find the positive side of almost anything.

The Five Factor Personality Test

Happy 49th Birthday, Uncle Lonnie!

OMG.... lol, giggle, snort, giggle. Uncle Lonnie sure looked like a nerd in this picture. Butterfly collar buttoned up to his chin and hair slicked down. I don't know why the picture is yellowed on the side of his head...but it is NOT a hair clip. He wasn't girlie. Thank goodness he got funnier looking as he got older....I mean he got better looking....hehe.

I almost for got to post this today. How could I forget Lonnie's birthday?! Luckily he doesn't go on the computer so he will never see this. Now, you trouble makers...no calling him up and ratting me out. I know where you live.

One month to go....

I decided that I should celebrate my Blogaversary with a little give away, like AJ and Brandy are doing. I started my Blogger blog on April 9th, 2005...so technically, its going to be my two year blogaversary. Cool huh.

That is why I have decided that each time you leave a comment on my site, your name will go in a hat and on April 9, 2007...I'll pull a name out and that lucky person will get a goodie box. Yeah, sounds like fun, huh! The more you comment the greater your chances of winning.

So, get ready....set....GO!

Holy Cow!

I won something!

I did, I really did!

I had to read AJ's post twice...but it was my name!

I totally did a happy dance.

My friends know I'm not very lucky, so this is HUGE for me.

Stop by AJ's site and wish her a Happy Blogiversary and admire her lovely yarn work.

Happy 15th Birthday to Danielle!

That is Danielle. She is my cousin Cindy's daughter. Hence, she is my second cousin. She is a real card...cracks me up all the time. She has a heart of gold and wouldn't hurt a fly. She is a germ-a-phob and doesn't like to wear shoes. I though you should know some random facts about her. We are yahoo IM buddies. She is logged on most of the time, though she may not be at the computer. I just buzz her until she shows up. We usually plot against her Mom, you know trying to think of ways to scare her or embarass her. Ofcourse our master plans of evil deeds usually back fire because Cindy reads Danielles archive. It's OK, we know she will read it so its part of the fun. you know, sometimes kids actually take my advice...like the time I suggested she get one of her Mom's bras wet, put the cups over bowls and freeze it. Then they were supposed to wait until Cindy said she was hot...then give her the artic nipple bra for a refreshing cool-down. Anyway, Danielle is a great kid....but she better not wear those red fishnet stockings to any school functions or her Mom will kill me for buying them for her. It was her birthday and she wanted them! HAppy Birthday Dani!

Soooo tired...oh, so tired!

I went to bed earlier than I usually do. I did, I was in bed, curled up and snoring in no time at all. Then I woke up. Then I went back to sleep. Woke up again. Snoring again. Woke up, annoyed, went back to sleep, only to wake up again 15 minutes later. Went back to sleep. Half hour later, I was awake and pissed off. Went back to sleep. Woke up, decided to get a drink and go to the bathroom. Went back to bed and fell right to sleep. WOKE UP AGAIN. I can not tell what I screamed at 4:30 AM....children might be reading this. Let's just say, that old ladies across the nation are in church praying for my soul, this morning. Yeah, it was not a very nice stream of words. After that I flipped and fluffed my pillow, curled back up in my covers and went back to sleep. Guess what! I woke up at 5:38. At that point, I knew I had to get up in a half hour, 45 minutes anyway....but I refused to jump out of bed early. NO, I WOULD NOT DO IT! I went back to sleep...and woke up just before my alarm clock went off. I'm surprised that I am as jolly as I am. I could easily snap though, its going to be a loooooong day. I refuse to take a nap. I don't want to risk waking up so many times....not another night. Blah.

The secret to winning the wish.

I don't know if I should really tell you this. When people know the secret to breaking the wishbone, its harder to win a wish. Oh what the hell....

OK, so every Thanksgiving...or other major event that calls for the consumption of a whole turkey or even chicken, leads to the famous Wishbone match. For those of you not familiar with this event, let me quickly explain it to you. You save the wishbone until the end of the meal. One person takes the wishbone and holds one side of it while thinking of a secret wish, the other person grabs the other side and also makes a secret wish. On the count of three, they pull it apart. The person that ends up with the larger part of the wishbone wins the right to have their wish granted.

As a kid this was a big event. Hey, who doesn't want to have a wish granted?! It was always a bummer when you ended up with the little part but you had great expectations for the next time. The one person you didn't want to pull a wishbone apart with was my Father. He usually won. It was annoying but alas, those are the breaks of life. It wasn't until I was much older that he spilt the beans about his secret winning strategy. I'm going to pass it on to you. Hey, I'm not a magician, so I am not held to a vow of secrecy. Nope...I can blab it all over the Internet, via my blog. I know you are dying to know.....so without any further ado.....the person that doesn't pull the hardest wins. It's even better if you can make it seem like you pulled but in actuality, you fake it and let the other person do all the pulling. You know, make a noise like a weight lifter does when they are lifting a large amount. Most kids fall for it. You'll end up with the bigger piece of the wishbone every time...unless the bone was faulty and weak in a spot on your side of it. Make sure you don't tell other people about this. If you break a wishbone with someone in the "know", it turns into the equivalent of a staring match. Neither of you really want to loose so you sit there waiting for the other person to pull. You could be left sitting there for hours if you are really stubborn.

I should have made you promise to save one of every 5 wins you get using this method for me. Oh well...I guess its to late now.

You know, there are so many fun things we did as kids to get wishes granted. Let's see....
~Make a wish and blow out ALL of your birthday cake candles
~Find an eyelash, close your eyes and blow it off your finger, while making a wish.
~Catch a falling leaf in the autumn before it hits the ground and the wish you made as you focused on it will come true.
~Pick a dandelion that has gone to seed, if you blow all the little seed puffs off in one blow, your wish will come true.
~When the clasp of your necklace is touching the charm, you hold the charm and turn the clasp to the back of your neck while making a wish.
~Make a wish on a falling star.
~Make a wish on the first star you see in the evening before anyone else.
~Make a wish on the first lightening bug you catch...but you have to whisper it to the bug and release it, if you want it to come true.

..just to name a few. We are never to old for making wishes and hoping they are granted. I'll admit it...I still do those things, if I get a chance. I'd like to think its more than habit that compels me.

What do you make wishes on?

I call the front seat!

OK! Who wants the weather to warm up so they can go on a roller coaster ride?!

Grab your Lederhosen....Aunt Vickie is 53!

You can't sing this...you have to yodel it. Ready, and a one, and a two..and a three...."Happy Birthday, to you ode a lay...Happy Birthday to you, ode a lay....Happy Birthday, Dear Aunt Vickkkkkkkie, oldie lay heee hooo! Happy Birthday to you, ode da lay!" Cindy tried to tell me you were 60....put I protested, see I'm not entirely evil.

My unblocked 12 inch squares

OK, I decided, there was nothing to be embarrassed of. After all they are my first attempt at my blocks and they are also my first attempt at reading directions without any help. I'm still really new to crocheting. Sure, I had to read through several different directions to find one I thought I could figure out, but it paid off....except for the one that I couldn't get to turn out at all. I never made it passed the 5th round because it looked nothing like it was supposed to.

Keep in mind that these puppies are not blocked. I'm thinking that might help them. I just tossed them on the floor and flattened them out. The easiest two are the top two. The one on the bottom left wants to pull in in the center and I'm not sure why, I double checked and I think my stitches are very close to having the same tension and my stitch count seems right. The one on the lower right looks wankie in this picture, but it doesn't looks as strange in real life. I'm going to go back and count stitches to make sure that the top of the block has the same as the bottom. It doesn't look like it here, but it might just be the way its laying. I'm sure I counted the same last night.

I didn't know if the blocks were supposed to be all the same or if they could be completely different. I just wanted to try something new, to see if I could do it. Anyway, I need some input.