Thursday, September 25, 2008

Your Autumn Test Results

You are a dynamic, vibrant person. You aren't afraid to pursue your passions.

When you're happiest, you are outgoing and expressive . You love celebrations, and you enjoy showing off a little.

You tend to be afraid of change. You are never ready for things to be different.

You find novelty to be the most comforting thing in the world. You love anything that's new or unusual.

Your ideal day is active and full. You like to keep busy with your favorite things, and you appreciate a routine.

You tend to live in the moment. You enjoy whatever is going on, and you don't obsess over the past or future.

I'm alive...really I am.

My attention is elsewhere. Sorry but it is...

Things with Al are changing. My whole outlook on life has changed. And once I am able to find the words. I will pen it down here.

Friday, September 19, 2008


I've been who I am for so long that I forgot who I once was, many many years ago. Been contemplating this tonight... our feet..where they take us, the roads we travel--some never to be forgotten, others never noticed.

One would think that I wouldn't be where I am today, if I had followed the blatant path before me so very long ago. But a side road took me away and through many twisting turns and hills and valleys, I blossomed. I grew strong under sunlight, yielding under rain and deep rooted to withstand violent wind.

Paths, forks, side roads...each taking us to different worlds, places, people... during my travels, I barely look at the destination. Although I am conscious of the direction. And often times choose a scenic view. And when I look back, I forget how difficult the road might have been in becoming who I am today.

I'm just glad I'm me.

What's Sexy About Your Name

You are sexy because you are reserved. You keep most of your passion hidden.

In truth, you are a very sensual and sexual person. But you mostly keep this to yourself.

You are secretly very interested in sex and very open minded. You definitely have a wild side most people don't know about.

You are comfortable with every aspect of your sexuality... but you don't flaunt it.

When you're finally alone with someone you trust, it's like flipping a switch.

You're sexually savvy, exciting, adventurous, and carefree. No one would ever guess it!

Wednesday, September 17, 2008

Shame on me...

I seem to be absorbed in a torrid state of bliss, desire and need. Once I get my thoughts together I'll be back.

Tuesday, September 16, 2008

Gas Riot

Friday we had a massive 'gas shortage panic'. It was worse than the Katrina scare a few years ago. Kangeroo Gas Stores put a note on all their pumps asking people to purchase only $10 of gas due to the possible gas shortage in souteastern NC due to the damage Hurricane Ike may cause to the oil industry.

I wasn't going to get any because I had right much gas in my truck but when Dad told me it was crazy and people were in every station filling up, I figured I had better get my share. I had to go to 3 different stations until I found one that didn't have a long line waiting. This store had a 'drive-thru pay' window on the side. As I got gas, I noticed that a line was forming around the store. One would think that to save gas, since there might be a storage later, that one would get their sorry butt out of their vehicle and walk a few feet to front door and pay inside. I did, sorry butt and And then had to wait for the drive-thru line to dispense so I could leave the pump.

Noticed I noticed as I drove to Fayetteville on Saturday that people are out every where, stores, fast food places, etc. Now shouldn't they be saving that expensive gas??!!

Hung out with my friend Michele for a while Sunday and she needed gas. She drives over to the Kangeroo and I said, "They're out of gas. They're the ones who started the gas panic." Sure enough..every tank had bags over the nozzle. I saw their 'discreet' note and it still taped on each tank. I wish I had snatched one off. Then she drives over to another Kangeroo store. I laughed and said, "What are you doing? This one won't have any gas either." And I was right. She ended up at Hess station and I noted that none of the tanks had any low grade gas.

Friday, September 12, 2008

TGIF #18267

Like most Fridays, I don't know why I'm glad it's here because I'm working tomorrow! But not a whole I guess that's one reason why it's good to be Friday.

Hectic weeek in many ways. I spent 4 days on some photo fixes for Dad. They always take forever because the files are so large they crash my photo programs. Then this morning I had to do some printing and now I'm restoring stuff.

The reunion has kept me very busy. A lot of classmates are either emailing or calling and I spend a lot of my free time, filling everyone in on everyone else. It's been fun to re-connect. Then in ways it hasn't because there are always the sour apples--sour about anything and everything.

Then there's one classmate who I always had a great friendship with...Thomas.. we've spent a lot of time emailing and IM'ing this week. He's been through a lot in his short life:
....diabetes, dialysis, kidney transplant, amputation of toes on right foot, amputation (below the knee) of left leg, lymphoma cancer survivor, and most recently (in Feb.) diagnosed with Stage 3 colo-rectal cancer. He is currently doing chemo with radiation to follow in about 2 1/2 months and will do the radiation DAILY for 5 weeks. He is the most positive man I'm ever known. Laughing and smiling through all our emails and IM's.

I chat with him and get so many funny and bright emails and when I talk to Al at night, it's like going into the darkness. He's always talking about things that go wrong and disappointments over some sideline tasks he's working on. We don't laugh, even if I try to make things light and fun.

Today is the first time since Jan 14, 2006 that I didn't wake up and think of Al or call him, just to make sure he's up! I even forgot my cell phone, which I use to call and say hi during the day. And I didn't think of doing that! When did I think of it? About an hour ago!

Talking with Tommy had made me realize that life is too short to wait it out... to spend days and weeks and years on a person who is too self-absorbed to notice time fly.

That fork in the road is bearing down on me and Al...and I wonder if he really cares.

Wednesday, September 10, 2008

Your Taste in Music:

Classic Rock: Highest Influence

Adult Alternative: Medium Influence

Alternative Rock: Medium Influence

Eighties: Medium Influence

Nineties: Medium Influence

Kids and the things they say...

Kids and the things they say...
Category: Life

My nephews are never boring. This week (and it's only half finished) I've learned a few things from them, mainly my little bird--Ben.

1) The meaning of Gay as told by Ben 6 soon to be 7 in a few days:
When a boy touches another boy's butt or bladder, he's gay. When a girl touches another girl's bladder she's gay. When a boy touches a girl's bladder, they aren't gay.

2) Ben's BoogerMan (Boogey Man) Theory:
He's got claws and hoofs and lives in the ground where it's hot. You have to dig through China to get to him. When you see him, you'll know he's the BoogerMan because he'll be covered with boogers and slime.

3) Ben explains how to defend myself from the Burger King Burger King guy:
Sherrie, when the Burger King Man peeps in your window or tries to get you to eat lettuce or sumpthin.... you... KICK HIM IN THE NUTS. He'll fall down on the ground like this (falls down) and groan like this (Groans like a ghost) and holds onto his bladder.

Monday, September 08, 2008

What Your Purple Umbrella Says About You

When faced with adversity, you remain together and graceful.

You are very balanced, and it's hard for you to let yourself get too down.

You are brainy and philosophical. It's hard for you to lose your broad perspective on life.

You accept things as they are. You don't try to change anything that can't be changed.

On a rainy day: you should spend the day reading

A Conversation....

about VP elect Palin...

(Tongue-in-cheek on my part)

A friend called to check on me after Hanna went through. We chatted about different things and then he mentioned Palin.

"She's very secretary-ish, don't you think?" he asked.

"Yes and there in lies the deception....she's probably a very stunning woman with her hair down and glasses off."

He asked in a astounded voice, "You think she dresses and looks like that on purpose?"

"Sure. And under that prudish skirt and blouse, she's wearing leather."

He laughed amused. "Oh really?"

"Yep and during the upcoming debates with Biden, she'll show her true colors by stripping off that skirt and blouse and with whip in hand show him how a brassy Republican can take command. Just imagine him squirming under her latex encased leg with a 6" stiletto heel grinding him in the back, while she whips his Democrat ass into shape."

Now he's openly laughing. "Oh will she whip the economy into shape too?"

"Oh yes... it's what our country needs...a little S&M!"

Panthers, Pepsi and Pep Talks

Well, my Pirates kicked ass and Panthers stole the game with a last second touchdown. Before the game Al read the sports page in the paper and no one gave hope that the Panthers would was the Chargers all the way. But guess who won, although we almost gave it away...The Panthers! Al gave up on the after it took so long for them to reform their line. It was down to mere seconds and Al was going to turn the tv off...but I said, "No...they'll win at the last second. Delhomme has something to prove in this first game." And they second. Al turned to me in shock and accused me with "You know more about football than you let on!"

Maybe I do.

This morning I grabbed a Pepsi from his fridge and ran out the door. I was a few minutes later getting out than I like. Even if I got here on time, I still like to allow for slow traffic down I-95 or road crews. So as I drove, I sipped the Pepsi. It tasted strange but I thought it was my mouth, because I had just brushed my teeth with some of Al's Colgate toothpaste (I use Arm & Hammer Complete Care)...but it wasn't until just now when I was tossing the can in the recycle box that I saw "Pepsi. NFL Kickoff. Limited Edition Flavor. LEMON." No wonder it tasted different. I will say it's ok but nothing to write Pepsi about.

In my search for old classmates, I've reconnected with a few lost friends. Only to hear of sickness and a few deaths. I realize how lucky I am and I shouldn't complain about anything in my life compared to what a few have gone through and are going through. So I gave myself a pep talk on the way to work and vow to make the most of every day and every friendship...

Sunday, September 07, 2008


since I just posted a quiz, I'm ok and Hanna didn't sweep me away!

We had a lot of rain and wind in some areas. I got 3 inches of rain but my mom's bf got 5 almost 6! We had some tree limbs down but nothing major. I spent an hour outside Saturday after lunch and cleaned up the yard.

My cold is slowly getting better. I slept thru the tropical storm and sort of hate I did. I love hearing rain fall on my tin awing over one of my bedroom windows.

But the storm went through with no major damage other than a few power outages. I wasn't going to come up to see Al since I felt bad but he sorta begged and said he would pamper me. I took a nap before driving up and got here around 6:30. My friend Bonnie called and we talked a long time. Al got off 8. I was sorta shocked. He took me out to dinner at a new restaurant around the corner. We had some prime rib and was mouth-watering. Then he drove me home and we watched the college football highlights...all I can say is..


They are kicking ass and taking names.

Don't know what's in store for today. Al's at church...yeah, I guess I'm a heathen. I just made some coffee and am catching up on my email and stuff like...blogging.

Heard from two of my favorite male classmates today regarding the reunion. One sent photos and the other sent his home phone number and asked me to call so we could catch up. I will probably try to do that sometime today if Al doesn't have me off to the golf course with him. He's off today and wants to get out and do something fun. All his buddies keep letting him down about golfing and though I know nothing about it, except how to drive the cart I will go along. Why? because I love the man and he deserves to have some fun once in a while.

Enjoy the's a lovely one.

You Are in the Genital Stage of Development

According to Dr. Freud, you've reached the genital stage of development.

Whatever issues you may have had in your childhood have been resolved.

You don't have any hang ups, and you are able to function as a stable adult.

You are the model of being well-adjusted, and you are able to balance your life beautifully.

Friday, September 05, 2008

Hanna ..not Hannah Montana

We're geared up for Hanna to hit us. Looking at the projected path, it doesn't matter if it hits NC or SC, I'll be getting some of it.

It's been since 2004 since we've had a Hurricane... or even a tropical storm. And none were damaging to my area. Course the coast is a different story. Sunset Beach is practically eroded away. And this storm has 25 feet waves accompanying it.

According to the gas station lady (I stopped to fill up the truck before coming into work), not many are rushing to fill up their tanks. I figured a mad rush will happen after 4 pm today. Many of the schools and a lot of businesses are closing up early. Which reminds me...I need to drop by the bank in a while.

I helped some of the elderly neighbors secure items around their houses yesterday and this morning. And will go around and make sure they've got plenty of water and stuff to eat. Most do but not always the stuff that you need during or after canned items, water and snacks that you don't have to heat up if the electricity is down.

I'm stocked with batteries and have plenty of reading material and candles. So...if the worse happens I'm ready and if the storm blows itself out before it hits me... all the better.

So enjoy your weekend and be safe.

Thursday, September 04, 2008

Head Colds, Cole Slaw, Road Blocks and the American Way

I'm fighting a head cold I think. It could be my sinues but my ears ring a lot. And the sinus meds that usually work--aren't. So I'm assuming it's a cold and dealing with it as best as I can. I fell asleep sitting at the computer yesterday. My head hit the monitor and woke me. Luckily I did't damage it...though my forehead is sore this day.

My weekend was ok. I had a quiet one. No big thrills, except the frog in the toilet. Oh and Al romanced me--that's always a thrill. Cooked several awesome meals. Al won't confess to this but I'm fast becoming a better cook than he is. The cat and I hung out. She follows me around the house and I talk to her a lot. She'll listen but I'm learning what types of conversation she likes...when the topic is something she's uninterested in, she'll turn her back to me and grooms herself.

I tried out a few luau recipes. The Hawaiian Coleslaw rocked. It went into my personal cookbook...but the Haupia...sucked. I think I need to find a more authenic recipe or change the one I have. I threw it out.

Over the weekend a bunch of my old classmates called and emailed me. It was fun talking to them. They are all excited over the reunion. I'm happy that's happening. Many who never went to a previous reunion are very interested in attending this one. So many are trying to help find classmates and offerring to do what they can. I'm so pleased with the response so far. It wasn't until I talked to one of my old friends (a girl named Donna who works with the local sheriff's department) who had been in charge of two reunions that it occurred to me that not one person from the current committee has contacted me. I know they have a pretty detailed list of classmates but aren't sharing it. One of the guys on the committee told a girl who called over the weekend that he had some names and told her who they were. She asked him to call me but he made a face. And this guy and I were always good friends during school. I just don't get it. Donna told me that one of the committtee members told her that she didn't like half of our graduating class and was planning a reunion for the ones she liked. Now that's a crock of crap. Donna said that she doesn't have a high regard for this person anymore.

Neither do I but the person will receive an invite anyways.

Ran into a road block over the building we want to use. I talked to the guy in charge this morning. He said it was used as a beach house during the day to swimmers at the lake and was hard to dry out during the summer. He suggested we move the reunion date to sometime after labor day. Then he told me the price for night time rental and added a bunch of surcharges. He told me he hoped the ice machine would be working then. And that there would be air conditioning...they had it up until the spring ..someone stole all the copper. There's no stove ...only a sink and refridge plus there's only 35 people allowed in the building... the outside deck is larger than the inside and there's no limit there.

Oh and we have to have an attendent there... to watch over the place...we have to pay this person too. The price went from $45 to $215. I'll talk to Bonnie tonight. I don't want to be in a building that doesn't have a stove or enough room for everyone if it rains on our parade. She'll be disappointed but that's life.

Al's joining a network. It seems that Donald Trump dumped a large amount of change into it and if DT invests in something, then it's golden...or so Al says. He's trying to figure out how to network it and innocently without thinking I suggested he join Myspace and Facebook. Those places are all about networking. It dawned on me later that I might not want him to know about my myspace page. I'm not an open book there like I am here but I've got personal stuff on it and my friend's list has some old beaus on it...I guess I can go through my blog there and mark certain stuff as diary posts. Not long ago one of my friends there..a guy I semi-dated asked for my advice about the current girl he was seeing. She was jealous of his blog posts about his ex-girlfriend who had just died of cancer. He was so in love with her and it showed in his writing. The current gal wanted to know why he didn't write like that for her. In the end he deleted the posts which were so beautiful... he said to me that he wasn't going to write about being in love or other personal details about his girlfriends on the off-chance that his future soul mate would read them and he didn't want to cause any pain. I guess that's why I'm cautious about Al finding my stuff online. I've written a lot about him and other lovers. I would never want to hurt him.

We had a birthday party for my brother yesterday. I'll have to post some pictures of it. The nephews had fun. I had fun and so did everyone else.

I confess I'm worried about Hanna... we've had a lot of rain and the ground's very moist--prime for falling trees that might not fall if the ground was dry. So let's pray the storm blows itself out before reaching me.

Tuesday, September 02, 2008

There's a ....FROG IN THE TOILET???????

It's around midnight last night. I'm in my nightie, face freshly scrubbed and walking down the hall to the bathroom to brush my teeth when Al get's there first with newspaper in hand. I said, "Hand me my toothbrush and I'll go to the half-bath and brush my chompers." He put some toothpaste on it for me. Then closed the door. I went to the half-bath and stood in front of the mirror, watching the foam form and humming. I heard a slight sound behind me, a small 'splish' and turned to look at the toilet. There appeared to be some 'poo' floating in there. I thought it was 'backwash' from a recent flush. Al had been in that bath for a long time that morning. So I reached to flush and the 'poo' moved... I looked closely and it was a FROG...a common brown one.

Al likes to pick on me about moving slow ( I think it's a sin to rush when you don't have too) and if he could have seen me run out of that bathroom and down the hall, he would have fallen to the ground with shock. I ran so fast that I left my shadow behind me. If I had of been wearing socks, I would have slid right past the bathroom door. I said with a mouth full of toothpaste foam, "Alb therb's a froblp in duh toielay."

"What?" I could tell he couldn't understand I ran to the kitchen to relieve my mouth of the foam and ran back to the door of the bathroom. I could hear the toliet flush and then the door opened. I said in a very excited voice. "Al, there's a frog in the toilet in the half-bath. I thought it was poo but it moved."

He thought I was joking but then looked closely at me and realized I was serious. He marched to the toliet with me trailing behind him. I said, "Are you going to touch it? Don't let it pee in your hand or you'll get warts." (This is wives tale in NC. I've been told it's not true but I have never sought to find out first hand.)

Al stared at the frog for a while. "Damn, how did he get in there. Are you sure you didn't put him in there as a joke?" He turned to look at me but I had ran out of the room because the frog tried to jump out of the toliet.

I hid in the bedroom behind the door. Then I heard Al go into the kitchen to get some paper towels. I followed him back to the toilet and said, "Where are you going to put him?" (I didn't give him a chance to answer) "Why don't you put him in the neighbors' yard next door. I bet they wouldn't mind if he lived in their toilet."

When Al picked up the frog, I ran again. He tried to scare me with it but I hid in the closet. When he came back inside and was washing his hands with lots of soap, I said, "You know how you say I move real slow. Well, I want you to know that when I saw that frog in the toilet I ran so fast that I left my shadow behind. It took 5 minutes before she caught up with me."

He laughed and we talked about the frog for a while. Then I turned in and waited ...eagerly wishing he would hurry up to bed so I could ask the question that was burning a hole in my brain.

I waited until he was reaching for the light to ask it. "Al, I was wondering...if I had peed on the frog would I have given it warts?"

Your Issue Profile: 48% Obama, 52% McCain

Truth be told, you're not really satisfied with either of the candidates.

You could vote for either of them. You are the typical coveted swing voter.

You may want to narrow yourself down to a particular set of issues in order to pick your president.

Or start looking at third party candidates. One of them might suit you better.