Friday, April 13, 2007

You are 47% Taurus


This was sort of a shocker! But I've heard that Taurus is opposite Scorpio on the astrology scale, so I guess it makes sense.

The Curler Shuffle



Do you remember the Curly Shuffle song from the 80's?At the Old Rafter's bar in Greenville, DJ Jeff Diamond played it at the end of the night. I had a copy of it but heaven knows what happened to it.

Well me and my friends we all love to see

Comedy classics on late night TV

Those knuckleheads love to get in a scuffle

They push and they shove doing the Curly shuffle

Hey Moe hey Moe

hey Moe hey Moe


Well nyuk nyuk nyuk nyuk

nyuk nyuk nyuk nyuk

(Look at the grouse look at the grouse)

Look at the grouse look at the grouse

(Woof woof)

woof woof

Well we never miss a chance we get up and dance and do the Curly shuffle


Anyways, that has nothing to do with this post. Just thought of it when I wrote the title.

My hair is mainly straight, but as it gets long it has body and wave to it. The problem I encounter is getting it to wave like I want. I hate hot curlers and curling irons. The logical option to me is ...velcro curlers/rollers. I have a gazillion of them in three sizes for different lenghts I like to wear: Long in the winter, medium in the spring and fall and short in the summer.

Al called last night to discuss our plans for the weekend--we're going to surf fish at the beach. During the middle of the conversation, he said, "Hey I meant to tell you. I found something on my coat the other day. Guess what I found?"

Oh my, I love guessing games. I silently said 'Whee', clapped my hands and shook with excitement. I jumped right in with guesses, rapidly firing them. "A stain you can't get out? Lint? Lipstick? Melted chocolate? Cat hair? Fleas?"

"No, no, no... stop," he said, "I found two of your curlers things. No, let me correct myself...a lady in the line behind me at Food Lion found your curler things. They were stuck to the back of my coat. Do you know what she said?"

"Hmmm...'You're losing your curlers?' That's what people tell me when I've got one stuck somewhere."

In his sternest voice he said, "Yes, that's what she said. And she didn't bother to hide the laughter. Talk about embarrassing. Sherbears, you've got to keep up with them better than you have been. I find these things all over the place. There were some in the yard last month."

"Well Al, put them in that drawer in the bathroom where I keep my girl stuff. I don't need them. I've got a bushel of 'em here."

And that conversation got me to thinking... I believe some of the curlers are trying to run away. I find them everywhere: on my sleeve, on my pants leg, on the seat of the truck or the back of the seat of the truck, on the floor of the studio, once in the parking lot beside my truck, in Al's truck... the list goes on. Mom finds them...so do the nephews. Most of the time they find them outside. Mom found one close to the street in front of the house. I ponder over this sometimes..."Just where are they trying to go?"

To some obscure region where velcro runs free?

I've thought about numbering them, so I can figure out if it's the same ones that are trying to escape or if it's a collective whole. I make jokes about this to Mom and Al, but on the inside I'm sort of serious. Course if they knew this, I think they would take the velcro curlers away from me and I would never solve the mystery.

Shortest Fairy Tale Ever




Thanks DJ JD

Thursday, April 12, 2007

William loses his...eggs



Every time William found an egg, he would run off towards the next one. And promptly lose 4 to 5 eggs. In this photo, he's picking up eggs and the candy has fallen out of them. Mom's there to the rescue.

Chipper and Ben



He's looking a bit rough due to needing a grooming, but I still think he's a pretty colt. I whistled and he came over to the fence. Ben surprised me by putting his hand out to touch Chipper. I think it makes a charming photo.

whoa

Yahoo finally fixed their avatar feature. I confess, when I get bored I changed my avatar. Today I'm footloose and fancy free...

who knows about tomorrow!

1408



I'm a big Stephen King fan..it's no secret. His novels are awesome (ok, most of them are...some of the ones after his auto accident sorta suck). But his short stories..they freaking rule! I own every short story collection King's had published.

One of my favorite stories is 1408. It's in his Everything's Eventual colletion. There are 14 dark tales. This one is about a room in a hotel that goes beyond hauntings. 1408 added together is 13. As we all know there are no 13 floors, although 14 is really the 13th. So in this case..the story is about room 13 on floor 13. A writer who likes to debaunch haunted places spends the night (sorta) in the room and all kinds of things happen to him. Here's a spoiler on the Wikipedia site.

About two years ago, I found one of Stephen King's audio CD's on sale.

Blood and Smoke Audio CD Three tales all tied to smoking and ...blood. 1408 is the second tale and the longest. Stephen reads all the stories. He does an ok job, but if you're used to performance artists or actors reading CD novels, you probably won't like Stephens rendition. The first time I listed to 1408, I wasn't really frightened. I was in bed with the lights out. My headphones securely in my ear. And on the last few sentences of the story, a sax starts squealing and I swear it scared me so badly that I jumped ten feet off the bed and hit my head on the ceiling.

I recently found out that there is a movie that will be released this summer. John Cusack is playing the writer. Samuel L. Jackson is playing the Hotel Manager who tries to talk in out of staying in the room.

1408 movie

I will probably wait until it comes out on DVD to view it. I really hope they don't add to much junk to make the short story tale into a movie version length. If they do...may the thing in the wall find them.

Wednesday, April 11, 2007

American Idol



I resent how Yahoo forces it down my throat when I log on to the homepage. I don't give a rat's ass, tail or ear about the show. I've yet to watch an episode. It amazes me how people are shocked when I say I don't watch the show. And never will, unless tied to a chair with my eyelids superglued open.

Every morning when I log online, it's the first thing I see on Yahoo. A picture of that really ugly boy with wild hair and a caption about how he 'survived' another show. Or there's a caption about who made Paula cry.

Ok... enough of that... please put a picture of Vin Disel or some other hot male... PLEASE...YAHOO... PLEASE...

Tuesday, April 10, 2007

Nacho Baby

Looks like my dad isn't Anna Nicole Smith's baby's daddy! I figured it would be the photographer guy--cuz photographers know how to aim and where to shoot...

Easter Bunnies, Egg Salad and... poop

Well, I hope everyone had a decent Holiday weekend. Mine was very groovy and cool..literally. We had on coats Sunday during the Easter egg hunt. Which was fun. Though the boys got too excited to hide a bunch of eggs for me. They did hide one..and promptly forgot where it was. My sister and I spent half an hour trying to find it. Ben told us it was in front of the house and we spent a while there looking until I remember the guys skulking around the side of the house...so we looked there and I found it.

I was a bit worried that Al wouldn't have fun. He's not used to being around kids or doing 'family stuff' since he's estranged from most of his family. Yea..he's got a bad case of "Black sheep" syndrome. But he had a blast. He helped hide the eggs. Kept the boys from charging out the door before we were ready. Spent some time playing with them and when he wasn't playing with them, he was talking to my brother and Mom's John.

When I had free moments, I would go to the fence and whistle for Chipper, the super horse. Ben says Chipper has super hero horse powers. Ben knows all about Super Heroes so I'm taking it as truth. lol... but seriously, the colt is pretty. He needs a good grooming but until he's more used to John F, he won't get it for now. The previous owner didn't work with Chipper, just left him in a roped off section of a fence under an oak tree. The poor horse had to stay out during all sorts of weather. Mom says he won't come to her. She came out while I was at the fence, whistling for him. And was shocked to see him come to me. She went inside and told John that I was charming the horse. Can't say I was doing that. I just know horses. He'll be a good one if John works with him. I hope he does. Nothing is worse than a mean stallion.

Al and I went to see one of his friends after we left the Easter Egg party. Poor William cried, wanting to come with us. He told my sister that I was his "momma." I would have taken him with us, but he would have gotten bored fast. So last night I let him stay with me. He was happy as a flea on a hound.

Anyway, back to Al's friends. What a sad pair! They have no ambition except to party. The house was a total mess. I was afraid to sit anywhere and there was dog poop in the kitchen. Once I saw it, I was ready to go! I'm sorry, but if you don't respect where you live and don't try to keep it clean, I have no use for you. Al thinks that he can talk this guy into making his life better. I told Al as we drove home that the guy is happy in his pig sty with his other piggie party friends and until he's ready for a change, Al's just wasting his time and breath...and I'm not going back. Sorry, but that's just how I am.

Al's cousin came by after we got back to Al's house. He's funny. Al got a call from someone and while he talked, his cousin and I discussed childhood stuff... like the time I almost blew up the smokehouse with a bottle of moonshine, a rag and some matches. Hmm...I think I was about 9. The only thing that saved it, was that I couldn't figure out where to strike the match. I hated that smokehouse. There were other stories I told and we laughed. Then he told some and we laughed. After he left, I told Al that I wished his other friends were like Dennis... good-natured, funny and working. I can respect that about him.

I had egg salad last night. I really don't care much for boiled eggs that have dye on their fleshy white parts. So I cut them out and used what looked good to make egg salad.

Today has been a strange day. Had a disagreement with Dad over family matters and he's been gone most of the day. One of my cousins says that we should never disagree with out parents. I think that's a crock. Every person is an individual and should stand up for themselves when they have an opinion that means something to them. Just because I disagree with my father doesn't mean that I don't honor and respect him. I'm just being an adult and standing up for my rights to have an opinion--that's my own. Not his!

Think Al and I are going fishing at the beach this coming up weekend. At least I hope so. Need a break for the city life.

Oh, I do have photos to post. Will try to do so tonight.

Yahoo Avatar

I decided to add my avatar to my blog page. But alas, the silly thing won't update. I'm still in a bunny outfit. Not the cool Mermaid one that shows on the avatar home.

Yahoo... it's a love/hate relationship. There are many things I love about it, and it seems when I really fall in love with a feature. The damn thing gets freaky.

It's free...so I'm not gonna complain ...

too much.
You Are Funky Panties

You're stylish, trendy, but not over the top.
You know how to look good - without looking like you're trying too hard.
Men think that you're cute, friendly, and approachable.
And you've got a spunky, feisty side that comes out after a while!

Friday, April 06, 2007

Easter ...and other things

This week has been sort of hectic. The bright spot of the week was Wednesday...when I chatted with J for a while. Always a smile from that man. :)

Today I've been working on some really hard restorations. I've finished up the easy stuff, so I have no choice but to work on the hard ones. It's quiet today at work. Though there is a Prom tonight at one of the county high schools. We've got a few appointments for later. The courthouse is closed and so are most of the lawyer offices. I went out a bit ago and counted a total of 6 cars down the street. Guess everyone is at Walmart-vegas buying up Easter stuff.

I'm hoping I'll get home before 8 tonight. I'm burned out today. The hard restorations tend to be the culprit.

The boys will at my house in the morning. I promised Lisa I would watch them while she went to town to get some things. They want to make a hip hop video. So I guess I'll have to get the web cam up and see if I can get sound. It should be a hoot. If we do it, I may put it on You Tube. If I do, I'll link it here.

Since Doug and I made up and are now email friends, he's been emailing me once or twice a week with updates on Emily. He promised to bring her by soon. I really would love to see that child. She still has a place in my heart. It was sort of awkward at first...writing to him, but we're back to the way we were before--discussing Survivor, movies and some current events. I thought Al would be worried about our friendship becoming more but he hasn't shown any jealousy so far. Maybe because its only online and Al's not worried about it. Or maybe because I reassure him that he's the main object of my heart's attention and that I have no desire to go beyond friendship with Doug.

Sometimes I think back to the days when I spent so much time online, investing heart and soul into an 'online relationship' and I realize now, that though I did and still do love a few of these old 'loves' that nothing can take the place of a real flesh and blood relationship that is built on trust, love and passion. I don't lose sleep over drama online anymore. Instead I dream of the kisses I have before I sleep and the promise of more when I wake. That's the difference between online love and real life love--the touch of flesh as well as the touching of souls.

Hoppy Easter, Bunnies

Thursday, April 05, 2007

Tattoo?



You Should Get a Tattoo of Initials

Modern and expressive
You're proud of who you are (or who you love)!


I'm surprised the result wasn't a flower or butterfly, because when I doodle I doodle flowers and butterflies and sometimes widdle bunnies.

Tuesday, April 03, 2007

Tuesday ..Already???

Can't say I'm surprised Florida won ... I watched for a while and ended up going to bed before it was over. Still feeling a bit seedy. But alot of the congestion is gone and so is the pressure in my sinuses. Another day or so and I should be back to being me.

Had an ok weekend. Since I didn't feel all that great, Al and I stayed in. We cooked some catfish nuggets and I made some homemade baked beans and cole slaw. We watched the games and went to bed fairly early.

I slept in Sunday while Al got up at 6:30 am for some crazy reason. I'm glad in a way...he tends to toss and turn when he's restless. He's one of those people who can't do it quietly. He has to make the bed shake. Bed-shaking is good but not when you're trying to sleep.

I cooked a late breakfast and we decided to do a bit of house cleaning...or rather I ended up doing it. He went outside to trim the hedges and ended up edging his drive. Which took longer than my sweeping and mopping did! So I sat on the couch, ate some grapes and drank a Hornsby ale...and watched a SNL show on some obscure channel. It featured Will F skits. Some were really funny.

Cooked a beer-butt chicken. Made my secret lentil bean soup and some roasted potatoes. Al devoured it. He kept talking with his mouth full...but it was acceptable...because he kept saying 'Yummm... you've out done yourself this time, SherBears.'

We watched a little TV and then went to bed. I know this sounds boring but there were some X-rated moments that I'll keep secret.

Talked to Lisa for a while Sunday about Easter. I guess we'll go to Mom's John's farm. She said that William and Ben are going to have a special Easter Egg hunt just for me. I laughed. They're going to hide the eggs and I have to find them. Hmmmm...how hard should that be???

Mom's John bought a colt this weekend. His name is Chipper. He's 11 months old. The person who had him didn't talk great care of him. When we would go to Mom's John's house, we drove by the man's farm. The colt would be in a pen by itself, standing under an oak tree. But he's got a good home now. John takes care of his animals. The colt's name is Chipper because his mom's name was Chocolate. Ben's very excited. So am I. We had ponies and horses on the farm when I was growing up. It's been a long time since I've been around a horse and I've missed it. John had an old horse, Miss Dot but she died when Ben was about 2. She would let you pet her but she wasn't riding material. John has some work cut out for him, regarding Chipper but I know he'll do it right.

I'm sure there will be pictures here soon...

Last night Ben and I played 'Go Fish.' He won both games. Then William joined us and I was the one who lost. So my 'punishment' (I guess this is the latest way to play the game---if you lose you're punished)--is that I have to "live with the fishes."
I don't mind so much...as long as I'm not mistaken for sushi.
Your Psyche is Yellow

You have a ton of energy - both physical and mental endurance.
You are rational and logical, and you can help almost anyone think clearly.
Optimistic and bright, you also have a secret side that's a little darker.

When you are too yellow: You will do anything to get your way, and no one will be the wiser

When you don't have enough yellow: you lack confidence, drive, and humor


(This one surprised me.. I thought it would be blue or pink. And to think I don't look that great in yellow!!!)
You Are 7: The Enthusiast

You are outgoing and playful - always seeing the happy side to life.

You're enthusiastic and excitable. You love anything new.

Multi-talented, you do many things well... and find success easy.

You prefer to keep things light with others. Opening up is hard for you.
Guys Like That You're Fun

You're the type of girl guys brag about knowing
That's because you're cool, funny, and laid back
You're smart enough to know how to be one of the guys
But flirty enough to know how to make them all want you

Monday, April 02, 2007

You are Bettie Page

Girl next door with a wild streak
You're a famous beauty - with unique look
And the people like you are cultish about it