What my name means...

You entered: Annette SuLyn Kaster
There are 18 letters in your name.
Those 18 letters total to 64
There are 6 vowels and 12 consonants in your name.

Your number is: 1

The characteristics of #1 are: Initiating action, pioneering, leading, independent, attaining, individual.

The expression or destiny for #1:
A number 1 Expression denotes the skilled executive with keen administrative capabilities. You must develop the capacity to be a fine leader, sales executive, or promoter. You have the tools to become an original person with a creative approach to problem solving, and a penchant for initiating action. Someone may have to follow behind you to handle the details, but you know how to get things going and make things happen. You have a good mind and the ability to use it for your advancement. Because of these factors, you have much potential for achievement and financial rewards. Frequently, this expression belongs to one running a business or striving to achieve a level of accomplishment on ones talents and efforts. You have little need for much supervision, preferring to act on your own with little restraint. You are both ambitious and determined. Self-confident and self-reliant must be yours, as you develop a strong unyielding will and the courage of your convictions.

Although you fear loneliness, you want to be left alone. You fear routine and being in a rut. You often jump the gun because you are afraid of being left behind.

The negative attributes of the 1 Expression are egotism and a self-centered approach to life. This is an aggressive number and if it is over-emphasized it is very hard to live with. You do not have to be overly aggressive to fulfill your destiny. The 1 has a natural instinct to dominate and to be the boss; adhering to the concept of being number One. Again, you do not have to dominate and destroy in order to lead and manage.

Your Soul Urge number is: 2

A Soul Urge number of 2 means:
With the Soul Urge number 2, your motivation is centered on friendships, partnerships, and companionship. You want to work with others as a part of a cooperative team. Leadership is not important to you, but making a contribution to the team effort is. You are willing to work hard to achieve a harmonious environment with sensitive, genial people.

In a positive sense, the 2 Soul Urge is sympathetic, extremely concerned and devoted. The nature tends to be very sensitive to others, always tactful and diplomatic. This element in your nature indicates that you are rather emotional. You are persuasive, but in a very quiet way, never forceful. You are the type that makes really close friendships because you are so affectionate and loving.

If this number is over-emphasized in your makeup, you may be over-sensitive, with a delicate ego that is too easily hurt. You may be timid or fearful, too easygoing for your own good.

Your Inner Dream number is: 8

An Inner Dream number of 8 means:
You dream of success in the business or political world, of power and control of large material endeavors. You crave authority and recognition of executive skills. Your secret self may have very strong desire to become an entrepreneur.

Does this look like the kind of guy that would be crazy enough to purchase 3, 400-500 pound bears without his wifes OK? Unfortuantly, yes, Dewey is that kind of guy. 

Like Mother like Son. Yes, that is the back of Aunt Vickies head on the left, Uncle John on the far right, and right in the middle of his parents....pulling his Mom's favorite move...the old, stick out your tongue for the camera, is Cousin Jeff.  

Believe it of not this is a photo of our own Danielle Louise Lyons. After ditching her love, Jesse McCartney, she set her sights on Johnny Depp. Dani was confuse over the release date of the remake of Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory, starring Mister Depp. She thought she would have a good chance to be cast as Violet Beauregarde because of her excellent bubble blowing skills. Luckily Cindy caugh her just after she downed a half a tube of Cindy's secret stash of "Climax Nipple Gel" Cindy told her it was lip gloss once and after she put some on her lips she freaked out and wiped it off when her lips started to tingle. I think she assumed she was allergic. After eating the whole bottle she planned on taking a bath in grape Kool-Aid. Luckily, Cindy stopped her before she completely swelled up like a giant blueberry. The Doctor said the swelling should go down in a couple of days but it may take longer for her tongue to stop tingling.  

Congratulations Raine! You did it....I will take this moment to say,"I told you so!" Like I said, if anyone could get the job done, it would be Raine. She is amazing. See you at your party on Saturday! 

It looks like someone needs a little hair of the dog that bit them. Ok, Ok, I know....corny, but I couldn't resist. I had to make it a point to post all of the pictures Danielle sent to me.  

How normal am I?

You Are 55% Normal (Somewhat Normal)

While some of your behavior is quite normal... Other things you do are downright strange You've got a little of your freak going on But you mostly keep your weirdness to yourself

How Normal Are You?

At tonights Baldwin Middle School Awards Night, Sam won a crap load of awards. The most outstanding by far is the General Exellence Award that goes to the student that has recieved the most A's from the start of 6th grade through the third grading period of 8th grade. Sam recieved the highest number of A's in his class, 70 A's in all. Pictured above is Sam with his award, and his proud Dad, Cliff.  

I want to ride in the Mini Taxi! I do, I do. I clicked a quick picture of it a few months ago when I was eating at a restaurant in Times Square. I thought it was so darn cute. I have looked for it every single time I was in the city since that initial sighting. No luck! I don't give up that easily....I WILL FIND IT and WILL RIDE IN IT! Mark my words. 

Can't a man watch TV in peace without a lot of interruptions? Not in the Kaster Family...nope, nope, nope. Poor Lonnie, Deanna and little skeeter got right in his face.  

After a wonderful Brunch with Raine and Christopher at Yura & Company on Third Avenue, we headed to the Hudson River Park's Pier 54. Pier 54, where are you?! Ok, if that was lost on you it was a play on the old TV show. I'll stop now. We stood on line for quite some time to visit The Nomadic Museum. There was a showing of Ashes and Snow by Gregory Colbert. We waited in the hot sun for an hour to get in there. I got a sunburn. Typical. The show "explores the capacity for wonder that all animals share. The images of elephants, whales, manatees, and falcons, among other species, reveal the artistic nature of animals as they interact with man. These stunning photographic artworks illuminate a timeless realm in which all living things communicate and coexsist in a state of grace." I thought it was well worth the wait and the sunburn. Above is one of my favorite pictures. We were not supposed to take pictures....but Ranie and I liked this one...so I did it anyway, without a flash. Check out the website to see more.

Wait a minute, Raine! Oh Lord, I know you had your arms when we left Yura & Company! Did we leave them on the bus? Let's blame it on Christopher. Deal?......Deal. 

I was invited over to the Leach house for a little chicken parm...Katie cooked. She is in the process of learning. I was a little scared when I walked into the house. She burn some herbs in oil....oops. Once the smoke cleared, she started to get her act together. I must declare that Jaime Oliver is a wonderful friend, she helped Katie get it all in order. I can't wait to get the rice ball recipe and the Chicken parm and sauce were delish. Thanks Katie. You can cook for me anytime.

oh no, now I have done it....

"Then I came home and checked Annette's blog site and found out that her and Danielle is in cahoots together. Paybacks are hell." A quote form Cindy's blog. Sometimes you just have to live on the edge. I told Danielle that she may have to run pretty fast to get away from her Mother.

How to get a cheap perm...

Ok, I could have been electrocuted. Here is the story. When we had all the construction done last fall, I asked the electricians to check the front yard light that was on a post in the front yard. I just wanted to know if there was any juice to it. It has never worked since I have know these guys. He told me the line must be broken between the pole and the house and not to worry about it. I explained that I wanted to yank it out one of these days then and he said it was safe to mess with. Remember that...its important for later.

OK, so that yard light was a mess. With all the salt in the air from the ocean things rust really fast. The other day, I noticed that the whole pole had finally rusted completely out and that it had fallen over in the ivy. So, being the take charge gal that I am, I decided it was time for it to hit the garbage pile. About a half our ago I went into the garage and tried to find a pair of wire cutters. No luck there, so I tried to find anything that would cut wire. I finally settled on a pair of limb cutters, basically because they had rubber grips on it. I figured, just in case, because I don't trust electricians ( no offense James, perhaps I should clarify...Electricians that I am not related to. ) and because that electrical box is not labeled with that line, so I have no idea which switch to flip. I would normally shut off the entire house just to be safe....but Nancy was working on the laptop that was plugged in. After all, the electrician did fix the other two outside outlets that I had him look at. Maybe he was right about the light pole.

I go out to the light pole, limb cutters with the rubber grips in hand. I stand the pole up against the tree. I notice there are two big rust holes in the pole. One at the bottom and one at the top, just below the actual light fixture. I decided to cut the wire at the top, that way if they want to pull the wire back through the pipe they would have more to wrap their hands around. I just barely started to cut the wires and the son of a bitch sparked. Talk about a pissed off person. The line is broken between the pole and the house, my ass. I was cutting the wire an inch from the top of the pole.....Jez. I'm just going to get a different electrician to come in and take care of it. Maybe he can put a new fixture in. It would be nice to have a light there and then he can mark the box. Don't worry I do not have curly hair and I didn't get zapped. If I ever run across that that electrician.....well, I am going to tell him I have a wire for him to lick. Oh don't worry, he said it was safe to handle, the wire was broken between the pole and the house.

Ahhhhhh, so this is what Saturday morning looks like.

It's no secret that I love to sleep in on the weekend. If you want to make early plans with me, it better be for something good, or forget it. I don't have kids, why the heck should I get up? I just happen to be one of those lucky people that can fall asleep just about anywhere at almost anytime of the day. Is it a gift or a curse, that is yet to be decided. Ok, Ok, so I do battle with bouts of insomnia.....but I tend to get more accomplished during a couple nights of sleeplessness than most people get done in two normal waking days. I was having trouble getting to sleep last night. I finally got annoyed and got back up. I did laundry and read until I got tired again at 4:30ish and then I woke up at 8:00 this morning. Cliff and Nancy were both surprised to see me in the kitchen eating cereal. Believe me, I would rather of been curled up in my bed...dreaming of something odd. I could just tell that I wasn't going to be going back to sleep so easily this morning....it wasn't in the works. So, I'm waiting patiently for Cindy to read my blogs.....and that is killing me. The funny part is now that I have blogged several times, she will not immediately see what I have done. I bet she just scrolled down to see what I have done.....MWAHHAHAHAH! Ah, yes, life is good. Alright, I am off to do a little more laundry, read my book club selection, finish Raine's Graduation Banner and make a few more bracelets. I'm home most of today...so if you need to call me....Just Do It!

Twizzlers and such...

I don't know what came over me but I bought a huge bag of Twizzlers the other day. BIG mistake. I have knocked off the entire bag. A low fat candy, my ass, not when you eat the entire bag over a week span. I knew I shouldn't have bought that stupid pound bag of the yummy strawberry Twists, I just knew it. I can't resist the smell of them. After the first bite of a twizzler my defences are down and I figure, oh hell, one more won't hurt. When I had two twists left, I flipped over the bag and read the Nutritional Facts. Holy crap! A serving size is 3 pieces with roughly 13 servings per bag. Each serving has .5 g of fat, 15 g of surar.....30 g of Carbs. I think they threw in the 1 g of protein just to make people feel like it wasn't a complete bust. Now we know why I refuse to buy a bag of these little red devils when I go to the movies. I'd eat the entire bag during the show. I can't control myself with popcorn, do you really think I'd have a chance with solid sugar. No, no, no. Atleast when Raine gives me Curly Wurly's I can space them out over several months. I know you can't pick them up anywhere local, so I have to conserve them. It's not like I would jump on a plane to England, just to take care of my Curly Wirly addiction. For those of you that are not in the "know", a Curly Wirly is the closest you can get to the Marathon Bar of my childhood. 12 inches of braided caramel, covered in milk chocolate.....Mmmmmm, I can almost taste in now. Well, I better get this sugar charge out of my system while I still can. As of Monday, I am going to cut out the sugar. Yes, when Nancy brings home those vanilla creme donuts I will only be able to smell them. Damn it! Wait, if you drop a donut, they lose their calories. Right?! It's sort of like the "if a cookie is broken rule", you know, it doesn't have calories if its broken. I think that is a scientific fact, though I am not sure which science they are refering to. See list of other important scientific findings below: UNEVEN EDGES: Pies and cakes should be cut neatly, in even wedges or slices. If not, the responsibility falls on the person putting them away to "straighten up the edges" by slicing away the offending irregularities, which have no calories when eaten. BALANCED FOOD: If you drink a diet soda with a candy bar, they cancel each other out. LEFT-HANDED FOOD: If you have a glass of punch in your right hand, anything eaten with the other hand has no calories. Several principles are at work here. First of all, you're probably standing up at a wedding reception (see Food on Foot). Then there's the electronic field: A wet glass in one hand forms a negative charge to reverse the polarity of the calories attracted to the other hand. It's not quite known how it works, but it's reversible if you're left handed. Hot chocolate contains no calories on cold days - they float off in the steam. Chocolate which has melted and re-set contains no calories. They rise to the surface of the fluid and stick to the wrapper. Butter doesn't contain any fat if spread on brown bread. FOOD FOR MEDICINAL PURPOSES: Food used for medicinal purposes NEVER counts. This includes hot chocolate, malted milk, toast, and Sara Lee cheesecake. WHIPPED CREAM, SOUR CREAM, BUTTER: These all act as a poultice that actually "draws out" the calories when placed on any food, leaving them calorie-free. Afterward, you can eat the poultice, too, as all calories are neutralized by it. Diet sodas actually remove the calories from fattening food. The salad on the side of your plate cancels out half the calories from your meal. If you actually eat it it cancels out all the calories. Snacks consumed in a movie or a bowling alley or at a county fair (or similar places) do not count, as they are part of the entertainment. Pieces of cookies contain no calories. The process of breaking causes all the calories to leak out. ALTERNATE: Broken cookies contain no calories as they leak out at the breaks. Late-night snacks have no calories. The refrigerator light is not strong enough for the calories to see their way into the food. A bite off someone else's plate has no calories. (If you eat part of someone else's cake, dessert, etc., all the calories stay in the main body of the food. This is known as the peripheral principle.) Calories don't count if you eat with someone else and you both eat the same food. Food licked off knives, forks, etc. doesn't count if you're in the process of making something else, like a peanut butter sandwich or an ice cream sundae. Similar, food eaten off off beaters (e.g., whipped cream) serving spoons, cake knives, etc. also does not count — after all, you need to taste what you cook to make sure it's all right. Food eaten "out of context" has no calories — for example, any food eaten in a car, on airplanes, trains, etc.; food meant to be eaten hot that you eat cold (e.g., lasagna); food meant to be eaten cold that you eat warm (e.g., half-melted ice cream); food meant to be cooked that isn't (e.g., cookie dough). Food eaten when no one sees you doesn't count. If you think hard about which item on the menu to have, the brain power exerted cancels out 1/3 of the calories of the dish. It's all right to eat a little more if the people/person you're with is fatter than you are. Foods that are the same color have the same number of calories. For example, there is no difference between spinach and key lime pie, or between radishes and candy apples or cottage cheese and vanilla ice cream. Note: Chocolate is a universal color and may be substituted for any other food color. CHARITABLE FOODS: Girl Scout cookies, bake sale cakes, ice cream socials, and church strawberry festivals all have a religious dispensation from calories. FOOD ON FOOT: Food eaten standing up has no calories. Exactly why is not clear but the current theory relates to gravity. The calories apparently bypass the stomach, flowing directly down the legs and through the soles of the feet into the floor, like electricity. Walking appears to accelerate this process, so that an ice cream bar or hot dog eaten at the state fair actually has a calorie deficit. TV food: Anything eaten in front of the TV has no calories. This may have something to do with radiation leakage, which negates not only the calories in the food, but all recollections of having eaten it. Food on toothpicks: Sausage, mini-franks, cheese and crackers are all fattening unless impaled on frilled toothpicks. The insertion of a sharp object allows the calories to leak out the bottom. Children's food: Anything produced, purchased or intended for minors is calorie-free when eaten by adults. This category covers a wide range, beginning with a spoonful of baby-food custard, consumed for demonstration purposes, up to and including cookies baked to send to college. Custom-made food: Anything somebody makes "just for you" must be eaten regardless of calories because to do otherwise would be uncaring and insensitive. Our kind intentions will not go unrewarded! FOOD THAT DOESN'T TASTE GOOD doesn't count. This is an enormous category covering a diverse range including airline food, cafeteria meals, and dinner at your sister-in-law's. Also dinners manufactured to be eaten in front of the TV. Pickles count as green vegetables. The calories listed per serving on packages applies to YOUR serving size, regardless of how big it is, as long as you eat it in one sitting. Eating ANYTHING with lettuce or celery in it actually BURNS calories, regardless of what you put on it. Anything whipped or mashed has no calories - they've been beaten out! (i.e. whipped cream, mashed potatoes, etc.) CAKES WITH WRITING ON THEM: Primarily fat, starch and sugar, all cakes are horrendously fattening. However, the calories can be eliminated simply by inscribing "Happy Birthday, Charlie" or "Good Luck, Alice" in colored icing. Not only is it unnecessary to decline, it's impolite. LEFTOVERS: An extra pork chop, the crust of bread, half a Twinkie, anything intended for the garbage has no calories regardless of what happens to it in the kitchen. Eating anything with any fruit or vegetable in it makes you LOSE weight. Anything flavored to taste like fruit products (natural or artificial) falls under this rule, as well. Want Twinkies? Get the ones with the strawberry swirls. Anything you finish off someone else's plate doesn't count as your own calories. Anything runny (like gravy or other sauces) can't hold on to the calories - they all leak out! If you hold a flame (or any heat source) under food, all the calories will be burned off. ANYTHING SMALLER THAN ONE INCH: contains no calories to speak of. For example: chocolate kisses, maraschino cherries, cubes of cheese. If you shake your pop before opening it, 99% of the calories escape into the atmosphere. The more you eat, the faster your metabolism goes, and the more calories you'll burn, so you'll actually LOSE weight. Reward yourself for being "good" all day with a banana split! (also low-cal because it has a banana in it!)

I smell something funny. Oh, its just Cindy... AGAIN!

Below is an instant message conversation I had with Danielle. The poor kid, the things her Mother puts her through, tut, tut.

Danielle Lyons: my mom just ripped the biggest fart
asknetter: lol...in her sleep?
Danielle Lyons: \yea
Danielle Lyons: \yup
asknetter: ewwww.....
asknetter: does she do that a lot
Danielle Lyons: YES! SHES A GASSY PERSON BEWARE WHEN YOUR IN A CAR WITH HER
asknetter: oh man, you mean she waits until she has you captive and then lets them fly
Danielle Lyons: yup
asknetter: yeah, she did that as a kid too
Danielle Lyons: lol
asknetter: does she have worse smelling gas than the dog
Danielle Lyons: oh my goodness yes
asknetter: that is sad....maybe you should tell her to see a doctor
asknetter: or cut down on her intake of chili
Danielle Lyons: she does make chili alot
asknetter: ah ha....
Danielle Lyons: as a joke our neighbor gasex
Danielle Lyons: bought her
asknetter: bought her gasex....lol
Danielle Lyons: lol
asknetter: you poor thing...isn't all that gas a form of child abuse?
Danielle Lyons: yes it is
asknetter: I think we should seek help for your mother....maybe there is a support group called Gas BE Gone
Danielle Lyons: lololololololol
asknetter: I bet she doesn't even smell her own gas anymore....her senses are completley burnt up
asknetter: and she is getting older, so her hearing is going...so she doesn't hear it
Danielle Lyons: lol
asknetter: Did she even try to use that Gasex?
asknetter: might have worked
Danielle Lyons: all i can say is to keep flames far away from her
asknetter: she's a walking blow torch, huh
Danielle Lyons: yup
asknetter: if she is sitting in a chair, and lets one go...does her rear leave the chair?
Danielle Lyons: she did it again
asknetter: lol...quick...plug your nose
Danielle Lyons: lol

***This was the end of our conversation. I think Dani passed out from all the fumes.***

Early to bed, early to rise....but you still can't avoid being placed on my site, cousin Cynthia. Yes, I got that sweet, innocent, daughter of yours to send me a picture of you. Who looks more upset about having their picture taken? Cindy or Molly? I vote for Molly the dog. She looks like she's a devil dog. All she needs is a pair of horns. Isn't this picture better than the underwear photo I bluffed you with? I think so. lol...I know, pay back is a bitch. What the heck...yah only live once.

What a nice surprise...

Nancy slipped me some cash today for the work I have been doing on the foyer bathroom. What a nice surprise. I'm wondering if she has seen the color yet. LOL, its a lot darker than even I thought it would be...but I like it a lot. I think they will just have to get use to it. If they don't like it they can just hire someone else to repaint it. I'm going to be finished today and that is the end of my involvement with it. I'll just remind Cliff that he told me I could paint it any color I liked. Big mistake. LOL.

Glasses found, not to fear...

Yes, after a week of looking for my new (they are only a year old) glasses I located them, exactly where I put them. My big mistake was that I put them where they wouldn't get smashed or knocked off. The problem with that line of thought is that it was in such a safe spot that I would never have imagined me putting them there. I did it though. I was starting to freak out. I was wearing my old glasses for a couple of days and let me tell you, they were like funky. They must be a lot stronger than my current glasses. I actually felt like I was walking around wearing magnifying glasses. It's a good thing that I don't really rely on them that much. I'm not blind like some people, not that its a bad thing.

I still have not found my address book. I'm sure it is in a safe place too. Crap! I think I have just been out of it because of my allergies. I usually have a basic idea where I put things like that. The bad thing is that I have two address books, a little flip thingy and a palm, but the palm battery is dead and I have no idea where the charger went. Someone moved it.

I painted a little more today. I figure by Saturday I will be completely done. That is good, because I have to make 2 banners after that. I think I should retire from the banner making. I don't feel like making them when birthdays role around. LOL, people just don't have birthdays when it is convenient for me. Typical. Ok, I am off to make a few bracelets before I snuggle into bed to read. Tata for now.

JEZ! Some people are just stupid.....STUPID! I guess the baby likes Menthols. 

Skeeters toe, a smash up job...

Yes, it seems that our little Kelsie has got the klutz gene too. She stubbed her big toe over the weekend and bent back the nail. She now has a very sore, red toe. Deanna said it looks like she has infection in it so Skeeter is headed to the Doctors office. She will live, I am sure. I told her she better get it healed up for her visit to NYC. We are going to be doing a lot of walking. Oh and count yourself lucky. I was looking for pictures of messed up toes to post with this blog and I totally grossed myself out. Some things are even to disgusting for me.

Hahhaha...Tisha will be pissed off....

...and I was totally just screwing around with the "favorite food" question. How funny. He wants me.....Mwaahhahahha....and everyone knows she wants him.


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Looks like Zachary caught a 124 pound catfish the other day. Jez, I bet Dad was really proud of him for that.