I Ate and I Ate Some More

Thanksgiving Day woes is no less worse than walking out of a buffet. It hurts. Pepcid AC, Zantac, Peptal Bismol and Alkaseltzer is never available when you want it.
I have learned from Janet and Joe that my love handles are not love handles at all, but, muffin tops. I love the muffin top commercial and hope you enjoy it as well.

I always have a nice time in Branson when I visit my parents and any other family members that might be there. It's peaceful and cooler than where I live and the 5 hour drive is not bad unless you get stuck behind a 70 year old in a camper of some kind.
I hope everyone gets happy for the Christmas season. After all, it's not OUR birthday!

Time Again For Change

The summer has ended to a Very Happy me.
The leaves are all about gone off the trees from the wind storm that plowed through the area for two days. Some how the mighty maple trees tend to keep their leaves even through the strongest of storms. I hope one day to learn a lesson from them.

Super Heros Imagination

I believe that a child with an imagination is not dangerous as an adults. Every year for at least 3 years now I have catered to Sydney's imagination. Since I was a single mother I had to get him into boy things. I did the super hero route. And every year I go into national debt getting him every super hero outfit around Halloween time since they are readily available. I buy him every outfit from Super this and that to Ninja Turtle of which I could not find this year and settled for a pirate instead. And not to forget that Black Spiderman Goo.

Thanks Laura

The pastor entered his donkey in a race and it won. The pastor was so pleased with the donkey that he entered it in the race again, and it won again. The local paper read: PASTOR'S ASS OUT FRONT The Bishop was so upset with this kind of publicity that he ordered the pastor not to enter the donkey in another race. The next day, the local paper headline read: BISHOP SCRATCHES PASTOR'S ASS This was too much for the bishop, so he ordered the pastor to get rid of the donkey. The pastor decided to give it to a nun in a nearby convent. The local paper, hearing of the news, posted the following headline the next day: NUN HAS BEST ASS IN TOWN The bishop fainted. He informed the nun that she would have to get rid of the donkey, so she sold it to a farmer for $10. The next day the paper read: NUN SELLS ASS FOR $10 This was too much for the bishop, so he ordered the nun to buy back the donkey and lead it to the plains where it could run wild. The next day the headlines read: NUN ANNOUNCES HER ASS IS WILD AND FREE The bishop was buried the next day. The moral of the story is . . being concerned about public"can bring you much grief and misery . .
even shorten your life.
So be yourself and enjoy life.

Stop worrying about everyone else's ass and you'll be a lot happier
and live longer!

WOW BABBBBY

Some night this really helps me get through a long shift

AHHHH AUTUMN

Funky For The Week

Roses and Candelight

No, This is not me on drugs. Just smeared make-up before I was able to wash it off.

After Jim and Sydney rode with me on my last trip we (Jim and Myself) came in tired. I walked Sydney over to the sitters house around noon. It was a nice 70 degrees outside and I had gotten FURIOUS at the little booger for not listening to me and talking back. I had to walk it off. It was a short 5 minute walk to the sitter's house, I dallied back taking in the pine trees scent. Jim and I started constructing and erecting the second wall. He re-wired the outside phone and cable lines through the attic. I tore apart a few black boards (see previous pictures) and swept up the debris making sure to catch any wandering nails.
I ordered Sesame Chicken, Beef with Mushrooms, Pork Fried Rice, Hot-n-Sour Soup and Egg Roles for our Thursday night alone. Just the two of us, I was to exhausted to cook dinner.
We ate and discussed how that this was the first Thursday night that we had together since I had hired the sitter for that one night alone. It was suppose to be OUR night together but it never happens to turn out that way. Jim usually sits home alone.
After dinner I just sat at the table almost unable to move from the famous Chinese Disease of "Draggin' Ass". Jim came in after being outside for a minute. He took me by the hand and shuffled me to the bathroom. Cinnamon Candles lined the two corners of the bath tub, sandalwood and rose scented bath wash from Bath and Body Works served for my bubbles, rose petals from the remaining rose bushes in the yard topped my white suds, I was in awe.

The First Wall Is Up

It did not take long but a few hours to construct and mount the wall. Jim was impressed that I could drive a nail. HaHaHa- silly man.
Jim went to doctor to have the umpteen cysts on his back looked at for pre-surgery. They are bad and need to be removed

Today we are going to Wally World to get family photos done for Christmas. I was suppose to leave for work this morning but forgot about the photo session, Then it's off to the "Rice Cave" as Sydney puts it.

Pond Updates Too!

It has been one busy day around here.

House Improvement Updates

The house is a buzz today as the workers work at at putting up the frames for the concrete. We are enclosing the carport to make way for a family room complete with my wood stove.

Funky For The Week

Calms of MY Sole

Pick up my feet and float away to Yanni and his brilliant music masterpieces.







This is Yanni in his police mug shot from a few years ago. Even the most brilliant have hang-up Lynn :-0 smile

In His Past Life

I have found out long time ago that Jim has a bad temper, I even relayed it to my father in a passing conversation. But last week he blew again for the 3rd time on the marked 3rd month into the marriage. All over me wanting to take a bath instead of a shower. What is wrong with this man is all I could think as I turned off the faucet with what little water that had been running into the tub. I put on clean clothing despite my less than clean body and went to work. As I sat in my pick up putting on my seat belt he slammed the side house door like a child. He needs help. All this over a bath??? Again, "What is wrong with this man?" He complained that I stare off into the 75 gallon fish tank. I told him it was kind of like meditation to me; watching the graceful butterfly like fins flowing in the water is calming in a way I cannot explain. He did not understand, I was not going to beat a dead horse trying to explain it either. The man cannot relax. I don't think he knows how.

Thanks BaBa

None of that Sissy Crap
Are you tired of those sissy "friendship" poems that always sound good,
But never actually come close to reality?
Well, here is a series of promises that actually speak of true friendship.
You will see no cutesy little smiley faces on this card
Just the stone cold truth of our great friendship.
1. When you are sad -- I will help you get drunk and plot revenge against
The sorry bastard who made you sad.

2. When you are blue -- I will try to dislodge whatever is choking you.

3. When you smile -- I will know you are plotting something that I must be involved in.

4. When you are scared -- I will rag on you about it every chance I get.

5. When you are worried -- I will tell you horrible stories about how much Worse it could be until you quit whining.

6. When you are confused -- I will use little words.

7. When you are sick -- Stay the hell away from me until you are well
Again. I don't want whatever you have.

8. When you fall -- I will point and laugh at your clumsy ass.

9. This is my oath.... I pledge it to the end. "Why?" you may ask;
"because you are my friend".

Friendship is like peeing your pants,
everyone can see it,
But only you can feel the true warmth.

Flash Back Video

General Hospital Flash back. Man I thought Jack Wagner with his mullet was a cutie.





And my favorite duos

It's A Hormonal Thing

It's refreshingly cool this morning. My coffee in hand and my nightie with a fleece jacket I head out the side door to let the puppies out to potty. And there he is.....another cat caught in the trap. Not a wild one like the last orange cat that looked like Morris from the commercials but a cute long haired beautiful black and white marked one. He quietly meows vs the "I'M DYING HERE IN THIS TRAP" scream from the night before when the cage went off. I am practicing my "Not in my neighborhood" rights and doing the relocation system. This will make 3 this week alone. It's that time of year to hear the nightly yells of both male and female feline alike.
I went to a clinic doctor to get my DOT physical because my card expires on Monday the 15th. I cannot work without it. Much like a brain surgeon cannot work without his credentials. I sat the since the waiting room was full. It was my turn, I weighed in- heavy sigh but was happy to see that I had lost 13pounds in the last few months. I will call that my melting away with happiness pounds. Jim has made me happy. He is very good to Sydney and I. I asked about my 16 year old face that I never had. My cheeks have been a problemed area for blemishes ever since I had baby one. But now- a full blown mess spots from my cheeks to chin now matter what I put on it, I had resorted to using a fingernail brush in the shower- it just tears my skin up that much more. The student physicians said that because of my age the "Change" has me in hormonal surges. Thus, bump face. RRRRRRR I hate that word HORMONAL. I just want to rip the next persons tongue out that says it. They say it in a hushed whisper like it's a catchy disease. What is worse is the student physician as her name tag suggested was a pretty clear skinned 12 year old that had or probably will never have a clue.

Days Go By

My apologies for those who e-mailed me and I have not responded. First off let me start by saying hello to Lynn.
I had worked for 3 weeks straight and not had a full 24 hours off at home and then when I did get a break I pulled a muscle in my back under my ribs while squatting to pee. Embarrassing as it may sound it's true. I rather get my big toe stuck in the bath tub faucet! The thought of sitting, standing, and even yawning at times put me in mucho pain-so I decided to leave the typing for another day.
While I was broke with my back Jim was left to do the weed-eating in the yard. Yeah I know it's October and you are mowing? Yeah it was 93 today-go figure. My advice to newly married:
NEVER EVER let a suburban city apartment dweller loose with a weed eater. Can you say scalp to the roots? Jim is banished forever from this task.
2 days ago Jim said that he would like to go ahead and cement in my small back yard pond. It was something I had always wanted versus the black liner route that I currently have. I have mosquito fish in it as well as the beautifull pink water lilly that I got at Wal-mart last spring. I bought it but was optimistic about it growing. I was wrong. I have had my pond for about 3 years now and cannot wait to get this finished along with my new filter for the waterfall up and running once again.
I will post pictures of the progress.
And as always click on the pictures to enlarge.




And here is a picture of the one that almost got away.



My trusty yard hoe to the belly and a sludge hammer to the head assured me that Sydney and the dogs would not get hurt. I do not know what kind it is but it looked red in the sun. It did however, attack the hoe twice before I got him.

HEY YEAH

Old Sayings and Web Worms

I have always loved the saying,"It's A Dog Eat Dog World And I'm Wearing Milk Bone Underwear". I just don't know why it dawned on me to write that and just hope it is not a pre-cursor to this weeks unseen events to come.

Now don't everyone have a toooooo happy moment...........construction workers in tight jeans-oh man.....diet coke time



I drive around town and can see that the season is going to come to an end though you would never know it by the 94 degrees and humidity that plagued this part of the world today.
Leaves are prematurely dropping from lack of rain on the Cotton wood trees, but most notable are the wanna-be Halloween webs that plague many trees right before fall. Web worm on the move in the canopy of trees. I pay close attention (like I have nothing better in my life to focus on) have noticed that their first choice is the Pecan tree, second the Cotton Wood following the Maple. And the pesty, noisy, ugly crow always shows up for harvesting season. I REALY hate those birds.

Is this Kirsten Dunst in this video anyone know?