Why it's Pinocchio!!!

Do I even need to caption this photo?
Honestly, do I?

For some reason............
I think it speaks for itself.

Where IS Geppetto when
you need him??

Timothy Nicolls (circa 2009*)

Outsmarting the Shedding

So, Miss Kady Dog, has this habitual habit of jumping in my laundry basket. Although she loves dirty laundry *ewww*, she has NO problem hopping into a basket of freshly folded clean towels. She does not discriminate...clean OR dirty.

I swear this dog has jack-rabbit feet. Her jumping capabilities for a long hot dog body impress me, and I'm not easily impressed. The laws of gravity do not apply to this dog, because anything THAT long, should be UNable to jump that high.

Now, if you know anything about Dachshund's, they are burrowers. Kady loves to bury her stuffed animals, herself (in laundry), well....you get the picture. AND, its shedding season.

Now I love this little hot dog, but when its shedding season, and your burrowed down IN, my CLEAN freshly laundered towels, well.....Houston, we have a problem.

And its not just clean laundry she's dirty-ing, but laying on MY white pillowcase, while I work at my computer which is in the bedroom. OK, why is it, every time I turn around, I see little black hairs EVERYWHERE? Umm...yaah.....NOT good for my O.C.D.

So, I got smart and decided to wear black while taking the dog on a walk.

Kady wears black, and so shall I!

Haa! I have outsmarted this forever shedding wiener....

When lo & behold, as we are walking, she spots a Chihuahua.
This is like a 1 pound dog OK? I'm now talking to Kady, explaining to her, that we are NOT afraid of 1 pound dogs. She's NOT listening.

She's jumping up, and she jumps HIGH, remember? If she could talk, she'd be screaming, "Mom....Mom....M-O-T-H-E-R pick me up. I demand to be picked UP!"

So, I give in, NOT because I feel sorry for her, but ....well.....I don't know, stop badgering me!

Now, you remember I have outsmarted the shedding problem by wearing a black shirt, right?

The dog is black, right?

Umm, yaahh....not soo smart.

When we get home, I take one look at my nice new black shirt...........

And I'm COVERED with WHITE hair from her underbelly.

I'm sure that I'm covered in black hairs too, I just cant see them.

So much for outsmarting the dog.

I'm sure that lil' 1 pound Chihuahua is still laughing at us both.

Pfffttt...............

*Sigh...........*

Ever just have a bad day, err, uhh, I mean YEAR?

Umm, ya....sorry for the NON Blogging lately.
(P.S....for my customers waiting, I AM sculpting a newborn baby Monkey)

Will show pics by next week!

For those that like to follow me health wise, I am taking a new drug called Savella.
Its indicated specifically for Fibromyalgia and has a light anti-depressant in it.

I "think" its helping.....I'm sleepy though on it.
Sooo sleepy, that I fell asleep at the wheel last week.
My foot slipped off my brake, and I hit the guy in front of me.

Boy was he pissed off.....

All I can say, is THANK GOD I wasn't driving fast, or merged left of center.
Praise God. It could have killed me!
Sure was a wake up call, and a big thanks to God for giving my Guardian Angel
overtime that day. I know the economy's bad, but please give our Guardian Angels
LOTS of overtime..... It saved my life.

Lori

Oooooh, Purses, Hand Bags & The Bomb-Sniggety!!!

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So, Mum & I, are at JoAnns Fabric Store, looking for ....um....oh hell-O, I cant remember.
When this PURSE pattern jumps out of the rack, and literally lands in our lap.
It was amazing, I've never seen anything quite like it.
Ok, ok....so it didnt quite go like that.....but stay with me here.

Mom has the pattern in her hands, and it creates MONSTERS, out of 4 Un-Suspecting people.
Those 4 being, Mom-Me-Lauren & Haleigh.....(soon to be YOU!)

And I'm not shamelessly promoting these purses, these handbags are
like 'Purse-Crack'.
You can NOT get enough of them....

They are like Caffeine, Redbull, Speed, Mountain Dew...
whatever your poison, these are IT. And I mean, these are IT.

Did I mention these are it?

Ok, so here's the deal-liO...Mom makes the Base (purse).
Think of it as Home-Base. So, HomeBase comes in multitudes of colors.
And as you can see, homebase, is a quilted type nice thick base....
Black, Navy, Olive, Cream, Red., etc....I chose black, as did each of my girls, and
Mom made herself a navy blue one. And seriously....it doesnt matter what color your base is...

These are IT.

Is there an echo in here?

So, once your base is made, you can see the buttons, surrounding homebase.
Eight buttons (4 on each side). Those buttons, button ON your choice of fabric.
a.k.a.-Sleeves............Then you can choose a 1 big button tab closure...or, well, talk to Mom.

Now, this is like having a NEW purse each & every time, that you change purse sleeves.

Freekin fantastic, because I get bored with the same ol' purse.
I now have 3 sleeves and have changed my purse to match my shoes.
I know, yes....shoes. I have not only a shoe fetish, but now I have a purse fetish.
(thanks Mother-if your reading this ;)

So, the lime green above, matches my Green Crocs.
My blue one matches my navy Converses.
Do you see a pattern here? Yes, I need help, but honestly, I'm ok with it.
I admit my insanity....really I do....

So, you go to http://www.roseannscreations.etsy.com/
and you order your base purse.
Um, ya....like now. Go on, you know you want to.
And if your anything like me, the Economy does NOT exist when it comes to
Make-up, Converse Shoes, A&W Rootbeer, my Taffy and PURSES.....

So, for less than 50 bucks, for a handmade boutique style quality purse,
you get homebase, one sleeve, and then you can "convo" Mom at Etsy,
and if you dont see a sleeve in her store, that your totally Jonesing for,
then tell her what you have in mind. Mom has the hook-up.

Me? I'm looking for Garfield material....I MUST have a Garfield Purse....
Oh, Oh...& Smurfs! Omigod, am I aging myself? Remember

Smurfette? Papa Smurf....? I loved the Smurfs!

Why are you still here? Get on over to Moms eTsy store....
We ALL need a new addiction!!!

Go.....

Get outta here......................just GO.
Do not pass Go, do not collect 200 dollars, GO straight to Etsy....
Wait, hold up.... strike that....$200 dolla' buy alotta purses!!
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Clubbing

Ahem.....So... define the word "Clubbing"

Someone?

Anyone?

Hello? Clubbing?

My innocent 20y.o.-son, Tim, is going clubbing tonite with his new girlfriend. Now, I am assuming that clubbing does NOT mean, they are taking clubs and beating other people.

I'm also assuming that clubbing has nothing at all to do with golf.

I must try to regress & remember what it was like to be 20 and the world is your oyster.

Ahhh, to be twenty again.....

You have to learn how to love & get hurt. Like 1000 times.

You learn that staying up all night isnt really what its cracked up to be.

Especially when you have to arrive at your J.O.B. by 8am.

You learn that life comes along with this stupid thing called responsibility.

You learn that wisdom doesn't necessarily come with age.

What you NEED to learn, is that life is half spent before we even know what it IS.

At 20, we worry about what others think of us.

At 40, we dont care what others think of us...

And at 60 we discover they weren't even thinking about us at ALL.

Isn't life just funny?
Some days you are the Bug. And some days your the Windshield.

Whether your 20 OR 40.........

1950 meets 2009

Haleigh had the funnest 1950's musical last week. It just so totally rocked. What fun. They did the hand jive & Haleigh can do it soo fast, that she's like a live tornado.

I wanted to get a good shot of her with the 50's Cat Eye Glasses, and my Mom made her a B&W polka dotted scarf. She looked great.

I should have had one made for Miss Kady also, lol......

Summer is upon us, and there are 5 days of school left for my child-ren.

Oh have mercy on my soul!

Let this be another great summer....!!

The pool is filled, bathing suit shopping is almost done, the only thing we are lacking is

sunscreen. Boo-Yaa! I cant wait.

Most people look forward to grilling out, come summer....but not us.

Gary grills out even in the snow, lol.

To make things even better, is my best friend of NINE YEARS came into town, and stayed

with us for 3 days, 2 nights, and I laughed my ass off.

I mean completely off. I tend to gauge my friends with a stomach ache.

No really, just hear me out.

If you laugh soo hard that it gives you a side ache/stomach ache, now THATS a funny friend.
A sure keeper. Thats my friendship with her.

I havent laughed that hard.....well....in the 4 years she was away getting her masters degree in Sociology. Man, she came back SMART too!

I think I need to go back to college now, lol.....

All in all, it was a fantabulous time, and when someone tells you that ol' wives tale,

that Laughter really IS the Best Medicine......................

They are right.

Funny Faces....

Last nites Concert was whole buncha fun! And you know how it is, don't deny it...
We ALL dread going to these things, because they are just TOO long. Now, if you dont fall
asleep watching everyone ELSE'S kid but yer own, then your the one with the
movie camera, watching everyone ELSE'S kid but your own.

So, 1st, the Seniors were there as well, which was a nice change, and
these 4 guys sang "BarberShop Style" Boy oh boy, was that funny....they are
such characters!!!


Then the "Select Choir" sang, they were all dressed to match, and they all looked great.


This is Lauren. I'm sure you can see by the look on her face, that she's absolutely estatic to
be on stage singing.



Speaking of faces, I found this face.
Stop laughing, that's not very nice. You should see the boy SING.
He's amazing!



By the end of the musical, Lauren was finally starting to shake her booty and get
into the night a lil' bit more than in the beginning. She looked great on stage...
She has a great presence.



Ok. What is up today's teen boys? I mean, look at "the hair"?
Do you find it as funny as I do, or am I just being cruel?
I mean.....Seriously. Ok, ok....I'll stop here.



Ok....
It was then that I spotted Cousin IT !!
I wonder if he can see past his bangs? It sort of reminds me of an English Sheepdog, I guess.
For some reason, I thought it only looked good on dogs, but hey...Who knew? ! !

Last but not Least.....Yah, yah...dont let this picture fool you.

They were each threatened with the skin of their chinny, chin, chins, to get a nice

smiling GENUINE shot....C'mon....Smile for Mommy .....Mommy has cookies...
Now SMILE, or ........................................

Oh Poo!!

Oh Poo. Once again, I have failed my dutiful duty to blog. Lol, is dutiful duty even a word??

Sounds to me like this: dootyfull dooty....get it? ok, nevermind.
NeverMind I say!! Let it go.

As for the flies on your left, yes, they are torched by yours truly, and the pile of Poo? Oh yaa....you know it.
Dont act like you dont like it either.
Its sorta gross in a funny way. And by the look on Mr. & Mrs. Frank & Francine Fly, well....it says it all.


So here's my deal. Yes I have all good (valid) excuses.......................................
1.) My dog ate my blog
2.) I was in a meeting. What?
You weren't invited? That's messed up.
3.) I saw Elvis.
4.) Then I had a meeting with The Pope.
5.) I lost the link to my own Blog.
6.) Who are you again, and why are you reading my Blog?

Ok, I lie, but its all for the valid reasons above. Ok, NO, not really.
My children have 10 days of school left.
Oh holy hell, save me now. Please. Dont sit there and act like you dont understand what I'm saying.... You know how it is, these kids cant WAIT to get out of school. 7 days later, they are BORED. Ha ha, you know its true. Don't act like you dont' know what I'm talkin' bout!!

On a heavier note....I continue to struggle with my health. ;(
I have an appt., with a Neurologist next. Maybe he'll be checking to see if there is actually a brain, who knows. Now, for those that follow my blog religiously (thankyou) you all know I had my EMG's a few weeks back....I blogged about it.

Anywhoo, this is the SAME Neurologist that did my EMG's, so I'm sorta nervous because this is the man that tried to kill me.
No, I'm not embellishing. No I'm not over-exaggerating. No, really...Im serious.
Ok,Ok, so I'm lying, you caught me. But this doctor did the EMG's HIMSELF.
Now, I have to actually go see him as a patient. Eeeekkkk......I'm skeered!!
But you must understand my fear.

As Mr. Electricity Shocking My Legs Neurologist, he sticks a long thin needle into
the arch of my foot.
Ok.


That hurt.
I mean REALLY hurt.
So, I am holding in my scream, when he sticks a needle in between my BIG TOE & MY 2ND TOE. Now, what this does, is it sends an electrical current thru my foot, into my calf, upper leg, thru my ass and into my spine. I not only screamed, but when I screamed.....I, um.....well.....ummmm......
I farted.

How freegan embarrasing. Seriously. Don't laugh, that could be you next. Pffft.
I am only hoping that my scream was LOUD enough to block the sound of the fart out.You know, who knew that stimulating the nerve in my FOOT, would shock my ASS??!!!

Have you ever been electrocuted by a household item? Any thing? So you know how much it hurts. Well, thats what Mr. Electricity Shocking My Legs Neurologist did to ME.And houses in the U.S. run on 110 volts. When I was in Egypt, everything runs on a 220V.
Thats your DRYER. Imagine getting shocked by that baby.
It happened once to me, when I was plugging in a used dryer, lol.
Shocked the hell out of me, and I actually flew backwards. My arm hurt for a WEEK, after that.

Ok, I'm out of here.....I have sculpting to do....
If you are in the need of beedz, be sure to go to my Etsy shop ok??
Smiles Peeps.
Lori

Almost 2 am................

I had my EMG's today.

I would rather have natural childbirth, than to be tortured with the electric shocks
into my nerves. FOURTEEN needles later....yes, 14, I was trying to remember
my Lamaze breathing, to get thru the pain of this test.

The torture lasted 45 minutes PER leg, with each poke, prod, stick, poke poke....
My feet are twitching uncontrollably, the pain was almost UN-bearable.

Anyone that can stick a needle in the TOP of my foot, and get it to stimulate
my calf, my thigh, my tailbone and my spine, all in one big SHOCK, should be feared.

So anyway, its late, Im tired, and I have now been diagnosed with Neuropathy in
my right lower leg. Sad, painful and true, that my right leg looks like a 80 year olds.
No wait, in fact, the doctor said he's seen better legs ON an 80 y.o. Wow, thankyou
I feel really good about myself now.

So basically, Neuropathy is a fancy doctor term for Nerve Damage.
I also have a nice group of veins that decided to burst.
The circulation is SOO poor in my legs, that the doctor had to actually HEAT my legs
back up to normal temp....my feet were bluish gray.

I'm falling asleep...zzzzzzzzzzzzzzz
I'll chat again this week, I have some fun new beads to show!

It's....alive.....alive !!!

Oh no way.
I haven't blogged since April 11th? Holy crap.
Oh, man....I am soo totally sorry. Seems like, since I've been down with all this crap,
that I'm always apologizing to someone,
& it's usually because this auto-immune disorder RULES my life. *Sigh*

It's been a great month though, (not healthwise:( exactly, but 4 people from
my past, contacted me, we all had a blast RE-connecting...it felt soo good.
It felt like home...to hear from people that still remember me, lol.

But....there's a catch. Isnt there always?
What they remember is different than what they will get ...
Now.

YannO, I compare it to Sobriety for those that dont understand,
what its like to live with an Auto Immune Disorder. One Day at a Time.
i.e. I woke up this morning after only 4 hours of sleep, and my fingers hurt soo bad,
I couldn't even move my hands without intense pain. The soles of my feet too.It was truly unreal. Usually its my LARGE extremities that are hit, but this time....very weird.
Then when your in the sort of pain that goes along with all this illness,you dont sleep.
When you dont sleep, your tired. When your tired, your bitchy. When your bitchy, you can blame it on not sleeping. When you dont sleep, your tired AND bitchy....then your resistance is down. Your immunity to sickness lowers and BAM.

Your sick again.
Not you, but me...why am I writing in 2nd person, lol..

For those that asked (thankyou) the swelling in my ankles has gone down.
I still cannot wear my Nike's, but I throw my lime green crocs on and they fit my fat lil' feet.
My ankles are sexy....oh yes....So Sexy...you know it.!
The doctor didnt find any humor in how sexy the tire around my ankles looked, so he put me
on Lasix. Have YOU ever been on Lasix? Um, ya......might as well just stay home, cuz
your chained to the Toilet....peeing your brains out.

You would think after I peed my brains OUT, I'd lose like 99 pounds or so.
Um, yaa-a-a-a-a....no such luck. Pfffttt... Whatever.
Wasn't gonna attach a pic, but isnt my ankle, just sexy? You know you want
ankles like this....dont deny it, lol.....
Soo, as you can see, and this was on a GOOD day, I would not be able to lace up my sneakers, lol.
But it is finally better, after 3 long weeks...
They put me on anti-seizure medication, to help with the chronic pain.

Who knew! Anti -Seizure meds helps people that live with chronic pain & illness.
Wish me luck, this next week. My Rheumatolgist sent me to the Neurologist for EMG's on both legs. Can we all say "UGH"

On an ending note....
It's been a long road....and the road ahead is VERY long....somedays I'm up for the challenges that lay ahead of me, and other days, I just want to call it quits. I know you can relate.

But for today....I'm NO quitter...and anyway, I have soo many beads and joolz, made into jewelry that I need to share with you. My head is SPINNING with ideas!!!
Hugs to all....
And it wont be no month, before I blog again!
Seriously....stay tuned....this involves hand dyed Silk Ribbons, GLORIOUS colors, Beachy
Beads, with lots of fun sterling beach themed charms to dangle along with Seahorses, and fun summery colors!

Ya'll C'mon back now, ya hear?

You know those bratwurst sausage like things??

Um, ya. That would be my feet right now.
I must warn you now. I am NOT in the greatest of moods.
Read on, at your own risk, you've been warned.

I do not accept any responsibility of how you'll feel when your done reading my BS

So Gary and I spent almost 4 hours in the Emergency Room last night.
My feet have swollen to Ripley's Believe it or Not proportions.
Yes, your right. They look gross. I do NOT enjoy having bratwurst for feet.
Now, don't do that. Don't say, "Oh Lori, it could always be worse" kind of chastising.

I know that already, and surprisingly to all, It COULD be worse. Oh hell yes, it could.

Snap, Snap: Back to bratwurst & sausage like images.

The doctors cannot figure out WHY on earth I've gained 11 pounds in ONE week.
35 pounds in 6 weeks. Thank the good Lord, that I'm tall....whew, *wipes sweat off brow*
They took me off the Cymbalta, it wasnt really working anyhow....
Im in constant pain daily. Its really hard on your body , your emotions and your psyche to
feel like chit every day.

Its sorta like having the flu every day when you have Lupus and/or Fibromyalgia.

I know alot of people who have what I have, can relate.
I guess the key is LEARNING how to live in a new body that doesnt function like it used to.
Learning that you cannot make plans, because any moment you can get a flare up, and end up in bed or on the couch for a week at a time.

Talk about being productive, lol.....oh yah, that would be me.

The ER Doc, asked me last night if I was working.
I said, yes, but at home and on my torch. I told him, if I had a job outside my house, I'd be
fired. Oh yah, fired, lol....and probably quickly.
They tell me Im eligible for Disability, but I dont want to go that route.
I want to sculpt again and survive on my Art.

Art is my passion.
Art is the knot in my brain that never comes untied.
Its a part of my blood, a part of my soul.
I will be an Artist even if I'm not sculpting right now.....I will be an Artist no matter WHAT
I do, or if I cant do it for another year.

Nothing is imPOSSUMable.....(* see post below this one with the Possum*)
Now that I got my complaining out of my way, I'm going to take some more
Lasix so I can pee my brains out all day.

What fun.
I just cant wait, can you?

Nothing is imPOSSUMable!!!!!

YuppO, you heard right.

Nothing is impossumable.
I know sometimes, that we as humans stand in our own shadow and then we wonder why its dark??

Don't stand in your own shadow too long, its lonely & unproductive there. Find your light.

Remember: You are the only person that writes the story of YOUR life - one moment at a time.

Your creating the moment your living in right now.
Just as you will create the next moment. And the moment after that.

You have soo much power over your life, and as humans, we lose sight over that concept.

Picture an hourglass.
Depending where you are in your life, the sand of time continues to flow.
No matter what we do to change it. Time moves forward.

The more sand that has flowed, the clearer the hourglass will become.

Before I leave you to ponder, on that note....you MUST remember to value yourself in this lifetime.

This hourglass (YOUR Hourglass) of life, we carry with us.
The sand will still flow, but will you??

Until you value yourself, you will not value your time.

Until you value your time, you will not do anything with it.

As for the Possum, I cannot take any credit for the adorable idea.

Maria from Garden Path Beads makes them soo much better, trust me, but

they are just too daggummed cute!!
I can take credit for the imPOSSUMable side note, teehee....

So....go on....figure out how clear your hourglass is....

and yes, you can do the imPOSSUMable!

Why? Because I believe in you.

Now.....all you need to do is believe in yourself.

Cool Warmth

CoolWarmth2
Originally uploaded by lorinicolls

I have always loved this bead....
I may even try to reproduce this style,
I really love how warm the orange/red is,
compared to the icy cool blue.

KertsyChoo!

Once upon a Time....

There were FOUR Rabbits.
Flopsy, Mopsy, Cotton-Tail & Peter.

"Now, now my dears....do NOT run into the garden."
said Mother Rabbit...

"Your father had an accident there. He was put IN a pie, by Mrs. McGregor!"

Oh how I remember that story as a small child. I always wondered who on earth ate
Bunny Pie? Poor widdle bunny wabbits.

By the time, I had my own children, Beatrix Potter was and is still a big part of children's storybooks today. I still laugh when Peter Rabbit sneezes..."Kertsychoo!".....

I mean, seriously. Have you EVER sneezed and it came out as kertsychoo??

Who does that anyway?? It must be a rabbit thing, I'm not sure on that one.

I'll have to get back to ya on that.

Wait a minute, get back here. Your not off the meat cleaver

that fast. I mean hook.

Yes, BUTT of course I'm working on Wabbits, why do you ask?
What picture? Ohhh....T H A T picture!
What do you mean wabbits dont have blue tails??
And why NOT? Where is your imagination?

Its Alive.....A-a-a-li-i-i-i-ve......

*Hides face in shame*

I cannot believe Ive been this bad at blogging.....man, do I suck or what?
Ok, do NOT answer that. Pfffttt......

But I have reasons.
No really. I do. I swear.
Seriously, I do.....there were 3 birthdays, 1 party & 1 pneumonia.

What? Come again, you say?
So, see? I have good reasons as to why....
Now, if it was just 3 birthdays and 1 party, well....I may not have been off the hook as easy....but throw in a case of pneumonia....Man....Now THAT's a good reason.

So poor Lauren is the *un*lucky one with the pneumonia.
We spent most of Saturday evening in the E.R.
And for anyone who has kids, you all know that its never "just"
a trip to the E.R. It's like a minimum of 3-4 hours, end of story.

They should hang a sign on the front entrance....Plan to Stay until next season... Plan to stay until your irritated....Plan to stay until your next Birthday.....Plan to stay until you are soo tired of waiting, they have you thrown out for vulgar language and random obscene gestures.

And for as progressed that our hospital here is, you'd think that humans will be replaced with robots soon....there's some bedside manner for ya!
I'm just complaining, I know....It could always be worse.

The E.R. Doc, even spoke English. And spoke it well. Very well.
I always get paranoid when a Foreign Intern waltzes in....I wait with bated breath to see if he can speak English....
Its sorta like going to those quicky nail salons, and everyone's Asian.

But you.....

You KNOW they are talking about you. Or how stupid your hair looks, or they are making fun of your outfit, your shoes...the nail color you picked out, etc.

Oh wow, I guess that's not a great correlation is it?

Oh well you get what I'm saying....dontcha?

So anyway....I had Lauren to the doctor just last week...within 2 days later, she had developed a full case of Pneumonia.
So keep your kiddies checked....without an Xray they would NOT have picked it up, and she would have been hospitalized by today, if we hadn't caught it in time.

On a Beady lil' level....I have some NEW glass to play with!
Calm down, I know how excited you are, but you must get a grip, now.

The new CIM's Berry, and a purple to die for.
Well...I wouldn't really die for it...but if I was into that sorta thing, its the perfect color....all grapey and yummy.

I'll be back.....just hold your breath....

No, slash that. Don't hold your breath, I don't want to be responsible for anything......

Godspeed.............................Lori

The Bees Knees!

I am really enjoying these baby bumblebees.

How cute are they? I think purty daggumed cute.

I added amber colored wings to these, but clear might be in order next. Not sure, please comment, so I can poll your opinions...thankz.

If you'd like to be added to next Friday's Freebie Bees Knees Drawing,
you MUST comment or drop me an email.

Here are the rest of these little stingers on eTsy

http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?listing_id=21019721

Catch ya later............gator.

More Bead Porn!!

Ribbon Bead-A-Liscious!

Oooo, YummO!! New Ribbon Beads up in my Etsy Shop.
Be sure to sneak a peek. Be sure now.

Don't forget.

Did ya do it? Didya, didya? Huh huh? Didya look?
Just in case, here's the link:
http://www.etsy.com/shop.php?user_id=5217472

Make it a great day peeps.....I'm off to play with more fire.
Such a Pyro. But a good pyro!

Oh Mr. Groundhog.............

So they tell me the Groundhog saw his ol' shadow??
They also tell me this means 6 more weeks of winter.

Is this true? I mean, if I count out 6 weeks..... or 35 days or 1 month & 7 days or 840 hours, or 50,400 minutes or 3,024,000 seconds, WILL it be Spring?

No seriously, WILL it be Spring? This winter is for the birds.....birds I say.

But in all honesty, we were warned. The Farmers Almanac warned us all, that this would be a very bad winter. I chose not to listen. I stuck my fingers in both ears and chanted, La La La La La La.

In fact, given the Groundhog has only predicted his shadow correctly 28% of the time....it makes me question the Farmers Almanac as well.

Ok, ok, so what. The Farmers Almanac has only been around since 1792, I mean, what would THEY know right? *wink*

So, Im assuming you ALL saw the Steelers kick ass in the Superbowl last night? The last 35 seconds and BAM! Steelers grab a touchdown and history, once again.... is made.

Even Bruce Springstein rocked it out on stage, at halftime.

How old is he anyway?? I hope when Im in my 50-60's that Im still rock'n & a roll'n.

On a more serious note, sorry that I havent been around lately.

Life & health just gets IN my way anymore, dammit anyhow.

All this health jibber jabber is for the birds anywhoooooo.....................

Im off to become a productive member of society today.

Pfffftt......NOT.

She's in here.....

Where have I been hiding you ask?
No where to be exact....but if I "could" hide, it would be somewhere
warm. Far away & warm. Did I mention it should be warm?

I think we have -7 today in NW Ohio.
Now, that's cold daggnubbit. In fact, you KNOW its below subzero temps when your scraping the INSIDE of your cars windows.

We have like 20 million inches of snow on top of it all.
Ok, so... thats a bit sarcastic, but we have at least 10" of snowfall and
with it being this cold out there, this snow will stay a while.
They are calling next week a warming trend, lol....cuz it will be 30.
Woo hoo.....now where did I put my bathing suit, anyhow??

Speaking of bathing suits, my almost 20 year old son, said that he wants to go to a beach where the girls wear buttfloss for bathing suits.
Lol...buttfloss. What a damn funny word, I mean WHO makes this chit up?

Buttfloss....(*rolls on floor laughing*)
There's just soo many people that should NOT be wearing buttfloss but do it anyway. Oh my.

Ok, I just have to say it once more.
Buttfloss.

There....its out of my system. Cough*buttfloss*Cough.

So as most of you know, I have lived at the Hospital lately.
Not good.....no. They think I have Lupus. So that doesnt make one real happy....actually, NOT happy at all.
I mean we've known for many years that I have some sort of odd auto immune disorder but its getting worse.

I guess that's what happens when our bodies creep out towards 40.
I used to be able to fight alot of this junk in my 20's and even early 30's....but as I approach the big 40, I've decided to tell you that I'm officially falling apart.

That's all for now.....I've been paiged to dinner....
As always, if you need to reach me, email me....I'm always happy to hear from you!!