I got another one...

Lucky me, I received another birthday card in the mail today. My second one of the year. This one is from the lovely people at Model's sporting goods store....lol. I still have seven days left, so there is a little time left.

Oh, on a side note. this house is crawling with spiders today. What is that about! I have killed seven. I'm not liking this at all. I may be calling the Bug Doctor....they have to go.

I'm royally pissed off.

I woke up this morning in a glorious mood. That ended the second I walked into the kitchen. I stood there, hands on my hips, steam coming out my ears. The place was a frigging mess. I have a thing about a clean kitchen. I can't stand dirty counter tops and splatter all over the sink. That is exactly what I found, along with dishes sitting everywhere, some clean, but mostly dirty. They must have washed a few dishes but instead of drying the ones that didn't fit into the strainer they piled them so high that the pile shifted and things were everywhere...floor included. There was some kind of powder all over the stove, so they can't tell me they actually wiped it down. Their were clumps of stuff smeared all over the counters and drips running down the doors of the cabinets. On top of all that crap they had the sink full of dirty dishes and the trash was running over.

Grrrr, I DO NOT like to wake up to a mess like this. I'm more likely to stay up and clean it up at night than to ruin my day with it in the morning. Who is responsible? Well let me put it this way. If Nancy were home, it would have been much neater. She left early to go back to Boston for the trial she is working on. Sundays have become Sam's cooking day with his old Nanny. I think its great that they have their special time together and even better that Sam is cooking. I just expect them to clean up after themselves. When Nancy is home, whatever they don't tidy up she cleans up after them. She must do a lot more than I ever expected.

I'm in the kitchen scrubbing away and Sam is in the den, watching the news before he goes to school. He says, "We made the best supper last night." To which I responded, "That's really great, but don't you think it would have been nice to clean up after yourselves a little better and not leave it for me?" He said, "We Cleaned the kitchen for an hour." I said, "OMG, this is the result of an hours cleaning? REALLY?! Hmmmmm, next time you better clean for two hours, or until you actually have it clean. It's not very nice leaving this mess for me to deal with." I made him come into the kitchen to see what I was talking about. Plus I made him throw out the food that they didn't store in the fridge...because I sure wasn't going to eat it after it sat out over night and I knew Sam wouldn't. He doesn't do leftovers anyway. As I pointed out the mess, he acted surprised to see it. It's really a good thing that I'm not a violent person because I could have gone postal this morning.

The kitchen is now spic and span. The dishes are all put away, the dishwasher is running, the trash has been taken out. Sam has been set straight and I am drafting an email to his old nanny who happens to be one of my ex-friends, for a multitude of reasons that I won't even go into right now...but this shit is going to end right now. I will not have her leaving a mess for me to clean up on Monday mornings, its bullshit and this is the kind of stuff she likes to pull. That is what I get for being nicer to her lately. I should have just remained silent and cold...at least then I had her so intimidated that she wouldn't think to leave that kitchen such a mess. This is what I get for being nice.

The MANY Faces of Dani

Last night I was involved in my normal Friday or Saturday night activity. That would be, IMing my cousin Cindy's daughter Danielle and giving her a hard time about anything and everything I can. It's fun. She plays along. Well, last night she hooked up the web cam. OMG...I was cracking up at some of her facial expressions. I grabbed my camera and took pics of the screen and her reactions to some of the stuff I wrote. The top right hand picture was her response to my use of vulgarity. Everyonce in a while I get her to make fish faces...and pretend to be a dinosaur...picture on top left with the claw like hands. Sometimes I would confuse her or get her wound up. Once she was deep into conversation with their dog Bella and I hit the buzz button, made her jump. It was great. Then there was the time I told her that she had a spider on her...she was sure looking around and brushing and flicking her shirt. She's got a spider issue. Anyway, quite a few times she had me rolling in fits of laughter. Danielle is such a sweet girl and very witty to boot.

At one point I realized that her Mom would be reading our conversation and she wouldn't know what had been on the camera. (Cindy reads Danielle's message archive, just to be on the safe side...which I think is smart. Anyway, if I wanted to be sneaky and get Dani to pull a prank on Danielle, I just call the house...lol) So, I started making comments, like this..."Dani, don't moon me, OMG, I don't want to see your white butt. Besides its broken, there is a crack down the middle." or Danielle! Where did you get that booze! You shouldn't be drinking!" Yep, if Cindy just scanned the convo and came across those lines...things would get pretty interesting for a minute or two, until Cindy actually read the whole thing. Then she would be able to tell I was teasing. Plus Dani was protesting pretty fiercely. Ah, good times.

...and STAY OUT...

I had a little guest. Well, he's actually very big as far as bumbles go. I was sitting in my easy chair, which is in the computer room right now because we moved stuff for construction to start. I was watching TV and fell asleep. I heard something funny and woke up. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw something move quickly across the floor and into my room. I knew it was dark but couldn't tell you how big. I'm thinking there was a baby mouse in the house and instantly start freaking. I walked to my doorway, looking on the floor and hear a buzzz...buzzz...buzzz. I glance up and see this bad boy bopping around me ceiling. I grabbed a vase and a magazine and caught him when he bounced into the curtains. He stayed in the jar over night and I released him this morning.
Sam wanted me to leave him in the jar to suffer a horrible death. Sam is afraid of bees and wasps. I couldn't do that to the Bumble Bee. Nope, I released him into the blooming shrubs out front and he quickly started drinking nector from a blossom. I did my good deed of the day.

The Prizes are arriving....

I mailed them out and Marianne and Andi already received theirs. LOL, I must say, I really laughed at Marianne's last comment on my prior post.

What was I thinking!

A dear friend pointed out something to me this afternoon on the phone. What might that be? Well, it is very close to my birthday and I have not been advertising my big day. WHAT'S THAT ALL ABOUT?! I don't know. Actually the funny thing is I actually almost blogged this morning about my first birthday card arriving yesterday. Yep...it did, but I'm not sure it counts. Its a card from the wonderful people at my local Hallmark store. Does it count? I do spend a lot of time in there, not to mention money. They do know me by name....at least a couple of the ladies do. I don't know. Oh hell, yeah, I'm counting it. Technically I received a lovely, thoughtful, birthday present from Sue a while back, so she got the ball rolling. I can't help it, I'm a birthday junky. It really has something to do with the cake and vanilla ice cream.
You know, when I was little, I loved it when Mom made me the bunny cake, leaving off the coconut of course. I tried to find a picture that did Mom's cake justice....but couldn't find one that was nice enough. That is why I put the bunny cupcakes on here...in honor of the bunny. As I got older, I became a huge fan of the Confetti Angel Food Cake, yummy. I still love it. It's high in sugar but its so good and fat free. I don't want frosting on it either...I'm a plain Jane when it comes to my CAFC.
Anyway, to get this out of the way, so I don't seem like I'm shirking my responsibility as a birthday lovin' fool....My Birthday is MAY 7th. Ahhhhhhh, that felt good.

Spring has sprung...

Well, its official for me. I don't consider it Spring until I see my first Robin of the year. I saw one yesterday but never blogged about it. The Plum trees are in bloom as well as the tulips. the weather has been very nice, in the 70's with cool breezes and over the next few days, high in the low to mid 60's. I love light jacket weather, so I'm happy.

I never made it over to the yarn store today. I'm planning on stopping in tomorrow after 11...I don't want to wander in during the class times. I must say, I'm very excited about this. My stomach is still not happy. I might take some tums to see if that helps but I'm starting to feel like I did years ago when I had an ulcer. I'm not very happy about that, either.

I'm having issues with my secret project but I have it under control. I just need to go to the library because I need to find a certain type of stitch to add to it. The key is finding directions that will work on my project and that I can understand how to make. Not so easy...but I have faith that I can figure it out. I'm a problem solver.

...and away they go...

I'm mailing the blogaversary prizes today. So five people should be watching their mailboxes, they will be receiving their prizes. I decided not to post a picture of the packages that way they won't know right away if they won the Grand Prize because it is in a different type of package than the runner up prizes.

Special note to the Grand Prize winner: I need you to take a picture of the special thing that I made for you and send it to me. I forgot to take a picture of it before I sealed the package. I seriously almost opened the package but I decided against it.

That's all. I need to get a move on... I'm dragging today.

Construction whoas...

Don't ask!

Sorting socks

This is how I spent my evening last night. I found a bunch of matches though, so it was worth it. When I wash clothes and then fold them, I toss the loan socks into a basket up on the shelf of the laundry room. I noticed yesterday that the basket was extremely full, so I dumped the whole thing in the washer, then transferred it to the dryer and started spreading them on the floor in an attempt to find all their mates. I'm happy to say that I found a crap load of my favorite goofy socks but a few are still missing. Two of my very favorite socks were not found. It's sad, but I have faith that they will turn up again. Maybe they are stuck inside a pair of shorts that were packed away for the winter. I'm crossing my fingers. Anyway, that lovely mess is still on the floor. I was tired from the memory/match game. You'd drop a sock down and then you found the match but you had to remember where you put its double. It's much harder when you are surrounded in the sea of socks. Sam's going to be excited. His sock pile just doubled.

My thoughts on...Twitter.

I love Twitter.com. I love my little sidebar link and update. I love checking back in to see what my pals on my buddy list have to say for themselves. I love writing in 140 spaces or less, what is popping out of my head, at any given moment.

The thing that drives me nuts about Twitter. The people that are just buddy hogs. They don't really update, they just add people as their friend so they have a huge friends list. I don't just add them...I go to their page and check them out. If they have not left a comment for several days, I nudge them. If they start leaving comments again, I add them to my friends list. Well, except for the guy that used the "N" word in his user name. I don't like the word and didn't want it listed on my friends page. I know in a way that is censorship, but I don't want to encourage the use of that particular word.
Then there is the guy that denied my nudge. He has a few thousand friends on his list and he has one post. ONE, so I nudged him and I got a notice that he wasn't accepting nudges. So I denied him a place on my friends list until he starts posting again. Hey, its my Twitter, and a gal has to be picky who she allows into her friends column. lol, that sounded a little dirty.


OH...and if anyone wants to know who got me hooked on this Twitter Crack...it was Raine. She's always giving good recommendations

Anyway, I'm off to run errands. FUN FUN.

Son of a....

Well, I got my first parking ticket today. I hate RVC....that town has the worst parking. I ran over to the shoe repair place to have several things fixed. I parked on the street just 4 stores down from where I was going. I fed the meter with a bright dime. I had a quarter but I wanted to stop at the Hallmark store and that place takes forever...so I was saving the quarter for my half hour stop as apposed to my t0 minute stop. Anyway, the old guy that runs the store was looking for a new lobster claw clasp for my purse strap. It took a little bit, plus he fixed it right then and there, which took a whole minute tops. Anyway, he had to write up the shoes and the bag. I prepaid and he had to give me the change. I mean, really it didn't seem like I was there that long. I was watching the time though and I knew I should get back.

I stepped out the door and I see that little rat slipping the ticket under my windshield wiper. I looked at my watch and that meter had not even been expired for a full minute yet. Now what drives me nuts is that I don't know how many times I have parked next to cars in RVC that have had expired meters and when I come back from my lengthy errands they are still there without a ticket. I'm a matter of seconds late and what happens...I get a ticket for $25.00, but that is if I pay it within 10 days...otherwise it goes up. Grrrrr. This is why I usually over pay for my parking, but I just didn't have the change to do it this time. I better go write a check right now. After that, I'm going to go put a film container full of quarters and dimes in the drawer under the passenger seat. That way nobody will take off with my change and I will always have back up meter money. I've done this before but they sneak off with my stash if I keep it in the glove box.

I'm waiting....but not so patiently.

I know that above those grey clouds, there is a pretty blue sky waiting for me to admire it. Yes, I do know that. I'm just getting so tired of waiting for it to show its self. I'm in the need of a blue sky fix and I'm to the point were I'm considering flying to the cheapest destination for the weekend to get it. Sure, with my luck it would be cloudy there too but after we take off and reach cruising altitude I'll be above the all those grey rain clouds. At that point, you will see me doing a happy dance while seat belted into my window seat. Just thinking about it brings a great big honking smile to my face. Ahhhhhh! OK, I feel better. Hopefully that will help me get through a few more days of this crappy weather. I keep reminding myself that it will pass, that spring showers bring pretty flowers, etc. I just want to be able to go to the beach and enjoy the view or spend the afternoon at the Planting Fields and read a book while enjoying the SUN. I don't care if I have to be covered in 3 inches of sunblock...its worth the oil slick I leave in my wake. I need Spring...and if Mother Nature was kind, she'd be sending some rays my way.

OK, I'm off to do a little laundry and wait for Sam to call. Tennis will be cancelled and I'll have to go pick him up. I just know it...its probably going to rain. BLAH!

I found a new toy..

There is a site that allows you to generate your own Card Catalog index cards. Cool, huh. I decided it will work just as well as an online "to do" list or to place special announcements or messages on. You know you want to give it a try. It will actually work really well for the Blogger Book Club. Which reminds me. I should have put...read something and post about it, as one of my things to do. Next time.

Happy Birthday Chris!

OOPS...Tomorrow is Christopher's birthday...Raine's hubby. Yes, its his birthday, so all together now...

Happy Bithday to you,
Happy Birthday to you,
Happy Birthday, Dear Christopherrrrrr,
Happy Birthday to you!

I have a little giftie for you. You can have it this weekend when we meet.

Ok, I totally got confused and thought today was his birthday...but I know what I did wrong. Today is my friend Ylenia's birthday instead. I flipped them. Dang it. I need to try to find her phone number so I can call her in Switzerland. Crap, I thought I had another day to do that.

Our Spring Nor' Easter

Well, this is what 30 minutes to high tide looked like today. Notice the ramp on to the floating dock is sticking up in the air. The wheels were not touching. That rarely happens. I know what you are thinking...the bay looks a little furry or something. It almost looks like dry prairie grass. Well, sorry but its crap from the marshland. Bits of dead plant material that was either blown free at low tide or was pounded loose as the tide rose. It was extremely windy on Sunday. Lots of power lines down, trees down, and lots of flooded streets. Our street was fine. the amount of garbage that washes up is always repulsive. I can't stand it. I usually pick out all the not degradable material that I can reach. You have to be careful this time of the year because that water is freeeezing. Anyway, here is a view toward Bay Colony and Freeport. I saw a pic online of some Freeport streets that were completely flooded. Sucks for them. Our only huge issue was the spruce tree. Cliffs FAVORITE tree. OMG, he was freaking out the night before when he noticed it had decided it was tired of standing up straight in all that wind. The neighbors fence isn't doing so well because of it..but oh well. Anyway, I spent a good hour being laughed out on the phone today. Cliff wanted me to find someone to come look at the tree and to try to save it. Yeah right...everyone said unless the thing was stickin through your home and it was raining in, we'd have to wait until at least Wednesday. I'm fine with it. It's not like its going to fall on people walking by. It's tucked away in the back yard. Like I told Cliff...it will be, what it will be.

I changed my mind

Katie once asked me what animal I thought she would be if she were not human. I thought for a split second and then answered with great certainty, "A Hippo!" To which Katie yelled, "Whhhhhhaaattttt! I'm not fat!" So I explained that it wasn't because she was fat...she was a skinny mini. I thought she would be a hippo because they look all sweet and innocent...like they wouldn't hurt a fly, but really they are mean and will maul you if you get in their face. Well, that is Katie...she is actually very feisty.

Well, not that many years have gone by and she has released that inner demon...she hasn't kicked me in the face for YEARS...long story. Anyway, I now think that Katie would be a raccoon. She's a little compulsive...and she kind of makes giggly noises like raccoons do. (when she isn't doing her piggy snort laugh) She also eats a lot like them. Her hands and skinny fingers turn her food and stuff little niblets in her mouth at incredible speeds. Yep, Katie is a little long legged coon but luckily she saves her legs.

Annoying things that I do....Number 4

I just can't stop ....I have to push the envelope. I always have to say things that gross people out. I'll be telling a story and when I get a great reaction of disgust, I just can't let it go. I have to say that one extra thing. Certain people have gag reflexes too. They know who they are. I've probably made them tell me to stop ,several dozen times, as I am nearing the end of a story. Shoot, sometimes I'm not even near the end. It must take a lot more to gross me out or something. Half the time, I'm just commenting on something we are witnessing and BOOM, I have to say something gross. Why do I do that? It's really great when the gross thing works into a phrase that I can use again and again. Like when I tell people to be careful or they may have a "Wal-Mart moment"...hehehe, I bet Raine just had to stop reading this for a minute. I won't go into that story, don't worry. Though if you want to know...you'll have to Instant Message me about it. However, its better when you hear it told, reading about it doesn't have the same effect.
You would think that I would be more sensitive about it. I mean, I can't even watch one of those Jackass Movies without gagging at least twice. I also can't stand anything to do with eyeballs. Ewwww....I don't even want to talk about that. Ewww, Ewww, Ewww!
I think it comes down to my ability to provide very vivid mental images. You also have to be creative in your wording. Its the joining of two things in to one discusting image. ie: a yeast infection...bread rising by your crotch. See, its pretty gross. Just think about that the next time you make a sandwich. Well, now that I have left you with that...I'm off to crochet.

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The Name Game...via Court

Everything must start with the first letter of your name. It's harder than it sounds, for some letters!

Your Name: Annette
Famous Artist/Musician/Band: Areosmith
3 letter word: ASK...also my initials
Street name: Arrow Head Lane
Color: aquamarineVehicle: Audi
TV Show: All In The Family
State/City: Alaska
Boy Name: Allen
Girl Name: Addison
Alcoholic Drink: Amaretto Sour
Occupation: architect
Flower: Aster
Celebrity: Alan Alda
Famous Leader: Atwater, Harvey Leroy "Lee"
Toy: Airplane
Animal: Arctic Terns
Food: Apricot
Something found in a kitchen: Apron
Reason for Being Late: Abducted by Aliens
Something You Throw Away: Aerosol cans
Cartoon Character: Archie
Type of desert: Apple Pie

Now let's try my nickname:

Your Name: Netter
Famous Artist/Musician/Band: Nin Inch Nails
3 letter word: Not
Street name: Neverland Road
Color: Navy
Vehicle: Nash Rambler
TV Show: Northern Exposure
State/City: Nevada
Boy Name: Nathan
Girl Name: Norma
Alcoholic Drink: Naughty Nel
Occupation: Nanny
Flower: Narcissus
Celebrity: Nell Carter
Famous Leader: Nelson Mandela
Toy: Nerf
Animal: Naked Mole Rats
Food: Nuts
Something found in a kitchen: Nutmeg
Reason for Being Late: Near death experience
Something You Throw Away: Neosporin tube
Cartoon Character: Nana from Peter Pan
Type of desert: Nilla Wafers

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Whew, yesterday was a naughty day...

What got into me yesterday? I sure don't know...but it really lifted my funk. It got my creative juices flowing and I was giggling...no, more like cackling in an evil tone, most of the day. I think that was just what the doctor ordered. I've said for years, you never know where I might go with a topic. Something innocent sounding could take a devilish turn at the drop of a button. But hey, I sure keep things interesting and I had a LOT of comments yesterday. It's Raine, she has that effect on people.

OK, I'm off to do a few things...you know, make myself useful. I'll be back later to see what kind of trouble I can stir up.

Notice to all women...this could happen to you too! (Click on the picture to read the small print)

Raine Reccomends...

You know, only a really good friend would send you a gift like this. Yep a freind that just wants to make sure you are taking care of yourself and thus, gives you the tools to do so.

I received this in the mail from Raine:

Looks like a very pretty blue velvet bag...with an interesting, yet vague tag. Hmmm, what could it hold? Let's see, shall we...AH HA! Its a pie slice shaped hand mirror. Yep and if you flip it over it has a huge product endorsement on it. Yep, Raine sent me a coochie mirror so I can keep an eye out for bread baking down there. Luckily I don't suffer from yeast infections...unless I take a certain antibiotic. I learned my lesson, I make sure the doctor prescribes something else. However, if I'm ever inflicted with a strange feeling...I can look for the signs. Raine highly recommends that we all keep an eye on our whozzie whatzits. Its for our own good...view your vagina today!

..but why?

I went to bed last night in a good mood. I had been working on a couple projects and things had been going so well. I just got tired and decided to sack out. I woke up at 4 AM. I was wide awake and sad. Not sad for any certain reason...just super sad in general. I don't know if I had had a dream or what, but that feeling has hung with me all morning. I almost feel depressed, melancholy, if you will. This bites. I'm usually a very "up" person. Annoyingly happy, to tell you the truth. If I didn't have the oil company coming over to service the boiler and the plumber showing up to fix a leak, I'd probably be curled up in bed right now. Not sleeping... just looking at the ceiling.
Now that I think about it, I'm pretty calm, overly calm. I normally have 50 things rolling around in my brain at once. I'm usually thinking about projects that I could make or things that I could do...pranks that I could play, friends and family to call and pester, making lists of things I want to do...books I want to read, etc. Right now, my inner voice very pretty quiet. Maybe I just blew a gasket. The old brain just gave out because it was running on overload for to long. Could be. Maybe I'm just tired. Maybe this is my bodies way of saying, no screaming, "THAT"S IT! I'VE HAD ENOUGH!" I guess I should just relax and enjoy it. However, If this is how monks feel when they meditate and clear their head of thoughts, ugh, I'm not sure why they do it. It's a little upsetting to me. It just doesn't feel natural.
Hopefully this fog lifts as the day progresses. It's raining buckets right now, so I think the chances are rather slim, but there is always room for hope.

Sigh...

This sucks!

Not a good way to start my day...

It's 7AM and I'm already thinking that its a good time for a nap. Yeah, that's not good. I woke up a half hour before my alarm went off. That is just so wrong on so many different levels that I don't even want to get started on it.

YAWN....

Plus, I'm really to tired to type.

And the Grand Prize goes to.....

Oh, you really didn't think I would just blurt it out like that, did you?

Oh no, I have to torture a few of you a little longer.

Here is what I did...

I drew the GRAND PRIZE winner for my blogaversary Winner and then thought it would be fun to see whose name would come out of the jar next, so I picked 4 additional runner's up. I'm going to send out small prizes to the other four people...the 1st prize, 2nd prize, 3rd prize and honorable mention winners. Perhaps they will be gag prizes or something actually worth paying postage on...I have not decided that yet. I am looking for inspiration. Anyway, here are the names in random order. Only I know who the Grand Prize winner is....and that person will not know until they receive their package. When the other four winners receive their packages, they will be notified of their contest placement.

See...its kind of like a mild torture. Yeah, I know, I'm evil like that. I will post the final results after everyone receives their mail. I figure it will take two weeks, perhaps less if the postal service is operating smoothly and efficiently.

Anyway, the Five people who will receive packages are:

Desperate Housewife
Andi
Marianne
Kare
Aunt Vickie

I'd like to thank everyone for playing along.

Life Lessons taught by Netter

Nett: So you must have used up your computer time for the whole month...
Nett: Do you have your homework done
Dani: Yep Yep
Dani: Mom is being nice Cause I worked so hard at cleaning
Nett: sheesh, she's a pushover
Dani: I didnt ask for a single break
Nett: you suck up!
Nett: lol
Dani: I know, Im just that good
Nett: oh man...I'd make you clean the windows outside for that
Nett: lol
Dani: Theyd just get dirty again
Nett: then you have to wash them again
Nett: see how that works
Nett: its sort of like underwear
Nett: they get dirty, you wash them...
Nett: ooohhhh, I forgot, you just wear your Mom's
Nett: lol
Dani: LOL
Nett: I may have to post that...that was good
Nett: and so true
Dani: Lol

Would it really be mean?

My Cousin has been logged onto yahoo instant messanger for many, many hours...and his away message has said, "Out to lunch" since yesterday.

hehe...OMG...

It is taking all of my self control(everyone knows I don't have that much),not to make a comment about that. Ooohhhhh, I could have some fun with that!

Its really so tempting.

Happy Blogaversary to me...

OK, tomorrow morning I will be drawing a name out of my stuffed jar. So this is your last chance to leave a comment and get your name in the jar. How exciting is this! I have another excuse to go shopping! Hehe!

I must have been out of my mind!

What made me think I could do this?! By "this" I am referring to my plan to crochet something that I couldn't find a pattern for. I'm winging it. Yes, winging it. UGH! Well, either it will turn out or it won't. I'll post the results in a few months...when its done, if it ever is done. The jury is still out on that verdict. You should all be scared....very, very scared!

The Three Variable Funny Test..it nailed me, I AM a prankster.

the Prankster

(33% dark, 30% spontaneous, 21% vulgar)
your humor style:
CLEAN COMPLEX LIGHT


Your humor has an intellectual, even conceptual slant to it. You're not pretentious, but you're not into what some would call 'low humor' either. You'll laugh at a good dirty joke, but you definitely prefer something clever to something moist.

You probably like well-thought-out pranks and/or spoofs and it's highly likely you've tried one of these things yourself. In a lot of ways, yours is the most entertaining type of humor because it's smart without being mean-spirited.

PEOPLE LIKE YOU: Conan O'Brian - Ashton Kutcher

My test tracked 3 variables How you compared to other people your age and gender:

You scored higher than 17% on darkness
You scored higher than 9% on spontaneity
You scored higher than 12% on vulgarity

It's about time!

I wish you all a wonderful Easter...full of chocolate and Peeps and did I say chocolate already, because that is important stuff....but most of all, I hope you are surrounded by family and friends, laughter and love...oh and CHOCOLATE!

It's test time...

OK, I'm not so sure I really think this is really nails me...but some parts of it seem on the mark. Oh well, its a good way to pass the time.

ESFJ - "Seller". Most sociable of all types. Nurturer of harmony. Outstanding host or hostesses. 12.3% of total population.

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Enneagram Test Results Type 1 Perfectionism |||||||||||||||| 63% Type 2 Helpfulness |||||||||||||||||||| 83% Type 3 Image Awareness |||||| 26% Type 4 Sensitivity |||||||||||||| 56% Type 5 Detachment |||||| 26% Type 6 Anxiety |||||||||||||| 53% Type 7 Adventurousness |||||||||||||||||| 76% Type 8 Aggressiveness |||||||||| 33% Type 9 Calmness |||||||||||||||||| 73% Your main type is 2 Your variant is social

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OMG....I wanna go!

I was goofing around online instead of dusting....and guess what I found! As a special 20th Anniversary celebration, the movie Dirty Dancing will be shown in random theatres across the USA on May 1st or May 2, 2007. I never got to see the movie in the theatre, just multiple times on TV and by Multiple, I really mean hundreds. Lets face it, that movie is always on. So, if you like the movie and want to see it again on the big screen, this may be your last chance. Visit this link and see if it is showing in your neck of the woods. I'm going to be at the Westbury 12 theatre one of those evenings. You can bet on it. Why? I'll tell you why, because, "Nobody puts Baby in the corner." Hell yah! Awww, it had to be said! I feel better now.

Annoying things that I do...number 3

I'll date your dust. Yep, if you have a nice china cabinet that you always forget to dust, at some point I have opened it up while you were out of the room...and later you will discover that I have written that days date in the dust. I don't tell you about it, of course. It's fun to wait to see if it is still there the next time I visit. If it is, I will leave it and write the current date under it. It really works great on dark wood. People just love it when I do that...LOVE IT! Oh, it doesn't have to be a china cabinet...it can be anything really. However, I do NOT write "wash me" in the dirt on your car...I'm always afraid it will scratch the finish. Nope, I leave that to other people. I mainly stick to things in the house. I used to just write things like,"Hi!" but its more shocking when you see the date(s) and realize how long its been since you dusted there.

Don't kid yourself, it doesn't take much dust to leave a date behind. Shoot, in the spring when we have the windows open a lot, I could date our dust in just a couple of days. Lucky for me...I managed to sweep it away before some annoying person like myself, comes along to wreck havoc. Well, I'm off to dust my bedroom. The top shelves REALLY need a once over...make that a twice over.

Ah, family brings such joy to our lives!

LOL, I have to explain this...

Someone told me via info that they recieved from another person...and that other person would be my Cousin Cindy (Uncle Gary's daughter) who is on my "LIST" for not telling me about the plan in the first place. Anyway, I sent the picture below to Uncle Gary and you have to read what I wrote below it to understand why I did it. The Subject line of the email was: "Pucker up, Gary!"

I wrote.."A little bird told me she fould out from another little bird that you were trying to get your dog to sit on your scanner so you could get a picture to send to me with a subject line simular to the one I chose. Beat you to it! So pucker up and get your kiss...lol. "

This is what I got back:

LOL, I laughed so hard when I saw that. Gary is having fun with his new Apple, I see.

What I would look like as an M&M...

You know, there are times that I should stay away from the computer and remain on course. Like when I think I need a little 10 minute break from spring cleaning. I figure I'll check my mail and be on my way...yeah, right. Well, I decided to delete some of my saved favorites links. I save everything and then delete it later when I have really checked it out and decided I shouldn't have saved it in the first place. Anyway, I found this linke where you can create an M&M that looks like you...or as close as possible. That would be me if I were an M&M. Yep, it even has my big bottom lip. Ok, now I know you want to make one too. Here's the link...either post your creation or send me the result. I wanna see too!

Little Mouse, Little Mouse, where have you been?

I should have posted this little guys yesterday but I was tired and decided he could wait. You can't tell in this picture but his little tail actually corkscrews. I wanted to give him reddish-pink eyes but I couldn't find any little buttons that color in my botton box. I know I should have some..but I got tired of digging throught everything.

I figured Pork Chop and Shelly needed a pal to hang around with. Next is a little bee and a birdie in honor of spring. I'm really having fun with these little guys and its good practice for me. Not bad for someone who couldn't even figure out how to read crochet direction a few months ago. It's a good thing that I don't give up very easily. So if you think you need a whole colony of mice in your house...here is the link to the directions. Actually, this would be great for cats to play with. You just have to stuff some cat nip in there. They'd go crazy.

Whoa!

When AJ gives away a blogaversary prize, she pulls out all the stops. Holy Cow! I'm the luckiest gal in the world, I do believe! I received the package yesterday and it looked like the guys at the post office decided to sit on the corner of the box, giving it an interesting shape. lol, Anyway, I opened the box to find item after interesting item. I felt like I hit the lotto jackpot or something. I loved it all but the most wonderful thing is the shawl that she whipped up for me. What a lovely surprise. It's so soft and so beautiful, I can't wait to use it.
Now I just have to figure out what to make with all the cool fiber that she sent me. There is a cute little sweater that I want to attempt to make for my baby niece Rue and after feeling the bamboo knitting needles, I completely understand why people love them so much....I'm addicted now. Yep, I can't thank AJ enough for her generosity...what a sweetheart!

What I woke up with running through my head.

Turtle, Turtle!

Lookie what I made today! Pork Cop the pig needed a friend so I made a deformed turtle for him to pal around with. I'm not sure what I'm going to name her. I'm thinking Shelly. I'm on a roll now. I'm not going to tell you how long it took me to make this little sucker. It's kind of scary. If you want to make it, here is the pattern and I have to thank Sue making the one that inspired me.

Sam's failed April Fools Prank.

LOL, he tried....better men have tried and failed...but you have to give him an A for effort.

The sneaky little booger decided to get me back for my morning prank. He set up a video camera at the top of the stairs, pointed at my bathroom door. He came down stairs and told me that Angi was coming over to do some laundry and wanted to know if the stuff in the washer was mine. I said, yes and that I needed to put it in the dryer soon.

Well, the bathroom door was open a crack...I walked in and gave the door a gentle push shut behind me. I lifted the lid to the washer when I heard the sound of something hitting the tile and I felt a drop of freezing cold water hit my foot. I turn and discover that Sam boobie trapped the door and the glass was supposed to drop on me as I opened the door. HA HA...foiled! It didn't fall off until the door closed after I had given it a good swing.

Plus, I just taped the sink sprayer down again. I nailed someone with the rubber band so now they are on the look out...but you can't see the tape.

Quick, call Cousin Cindy....

I called my cousin Cindy this morning. lol,and the phone rang four times before going to some automated message. I thought I had the wrong number so I called again. Nope, same message after four rings. I gave up and thought I would try again later.

A little bit later, the phone rang. Cindy had gotten home at 4 AM, because she was having a good time after closing the bar. She heard the phone ring and when it rang again right away, she thought something must have been wrong...so she hit *69. She's not so happy with me right now. Hang-overs do that to you.

So, my suggestion...everyone call my Cousin. She went back to bed.....who can sleep on April Fools Day?! You'd have to be a brave soul.

Aunt Vickie is a Grandma!

Jeff and Marla had their baby last night.

Arianna Joy Lempke was born March 31, 2007 in Lincon, Nebraska. She was 21 inches long and weighed 6 lbs 15 oz.

I just spoke to Jeff. He ran home to grab some stuff. Mommy and Arianna are doing well.

I really thought Vickie was pulling an April Fools prank on me...but it seems legit! It will be so nice, now that Rue has another little girl to play with at Family get-togethers.

Pictures are on the way.

You gotta love this day!

I have been up to no good...and its only 2AM. I have to go to bed soon because I am going to wake up at 5:30AM so I can set up another gag. More on that later. I boobie trapped the spray handle on the kitchen sink so the first person turn on the water is going to get nailed. I replaced the vanilla layer of a snackwell cookie with tooth paste...and I know a certain person in this house eats a half a box on the weekend...heheh. I put a few drops of yellow and food coloring in the milk so it will look like it went bad when they pour it on their milk. I am going to put a post it note over the light on our computer mouse so it won't work. THE BEST IS YET TO COME....via my 5:30AM set up. I have a roll of paper, packing peanuts, tape and a Sign that says, "APRIL FOOLS"...and all I have to do is get upstairs before anyone wakes up. HEHEHE! OH....I should go unscrew all the light bulbs just enough so the kitchen light doesn't work tomorrow night. I'll come up with more...don't worry. You should see the things I talked my Cousins Daughter into doing tonight before her Mom gets home.

UPDATE***6:00AM:
AND THE FUN BEGINS! I had to add some grocery bags after this picture because the huge bag of peanuts didn't come to the top of the door knob, let alone the top of the paper.

FURTHER UPDATE****8:45AM:
I found myself sitting at the bottom of the staircase, waiting, and waiting for Sam to wake up. I heard movement. I watched his door...lol, the door flew open, and I hear this strange little sound and then laughter and "That's GOOD!" coming from behind the wall of paper. Then Sam broke through the paper and tipped his hat to me. I got a high five for that prank. Ahhh, my work for the day is done.