Saturday, February 28, 2009
The theme for Photo Hunt today is "Thankful". Not knowing if I will ever get to see the Caribbean in person again, I am so very thankful for those memories on those beautiful white sandy beaches 7 years ago. Only God could make these colors appear so beautiful together!!
Friday, February 27, 2009
Tuesday, February 24, 2009
Sunday, February 22, 2009
The side yard moving to the front. You can start to see this area from the road.
My new landscaping. I have a new Weeping Cherry we planted last summer as well as the miniature lilac you see here. I hope this one makes it as well as the tree. I'm afraid we are S.O.L.
This is what the little bastard does every time we check out new runs he's made. We know he's doing this. He's having quite the time. We've tried to track him but can't.
Friday, February 20, 2009
He has a sense of humor that absolutely puts me on the floor. Sometimes he says stuff that goes completely over people's heads, but I get it. Probably ENTIRELY too much. I wish I had a picture of his wife. She's just as guilty. They should consider doing their own reality TV show. In fact, remember when naked Annie P. helped me do a post on Motorcycle Mama Maggie?
Well this is Maggie's Motorcycle Ridin' Papa. We'll call him D.
D. is a HOOT. He's such a hoot in fact, this is what D. makes ME do---DAILY:
The other two? Well, I guess you could call them innocent bystanders. Bystanders anyway. The blonde in stripes won't sign his name to anything. The other is mute. Which is REALLY hard to believe. Notice D. He can't look innocent. He just can't. In all actuality, all three of them make me laugh. D. just has that really crazy sense of humor that makes me tilt my head back and want to pee my panties. (this photo, I was coming down from that initial throwback)
I truly only wish EVERYONE I know, including my blogging buddies, could have a co-worker like D.
Tuesday, February 17, 2009
Monday, February 16, 2009
Saturday, February 14, 2009
Tuesday, February 10, 2009
Take the Christmas Holidays for instance. What a better time to watch holiday- fun/sad/sentimental movies. Not on our cable. Not on the movie channels. Horror movies. I've never been so disgusted as much as I was this Christmas. What is wrong with all those little people that work inside the cable box? Don't they know better?
For the past few weeks, movies from 20-25 years ago have been playing. I've seen those too, too many times already.
After my surgery, I laid around hoping to find something to watch. I finally got smart and thought, "Lisa you dummy, you have Pay Per View, see what you can find". Guess what? One decent movie advertised on Pay Per View, the rest of the 4 channels were porn. Yeah just what I want to see. Come on! Surely people don't watch soaps and porn all day? Well okay, I'm sure some of you are into that, heeheehee. Please don't volunteer to tell me about it. I'm a very, VERY visual person!!
I think it's time to give up cable. Hubby will blow both gaskets. Heaven forbid he not actually SEE a Cardinals game. If he can't he's got his earbuds in listening to the game on the radio. He'd prefer the tube.
So after this post, I will continue to channel surf. Or clean the bathroom...NOT!
Saturday, February 7, 2009
Remember this movie?
Where were you in 1962? I wasn't even a glimmer of a thought. Hail American Graffiti? I LOVE this movie and all of the music in it. INCLUDING The Stroll. The movie has all of those fantastic stars, the geeky good boy, the sweet good girl, the goofy guy, the wanna be bad boy, the sexy blond in THAT T-Bird. Mackenzie Phillips played a great pain in the neck little sister too. Wow. I still love to watch this movie. I wish I had it on right now. I need to get this DVD come to think of it.
The soundtrack is awesome. (I know there is a lot of space between pictures. It's invisible, the frame I mean. It's like a huge white matte.) My bestfriend from childhood had this soundtrack. I begged my parents for this soundtrack. They hated this music and chose not to add it to our collection of records. So I went to my friend's house and begged her to play it for me. We danced and sang. We loved this music. Her dad played the guitar and we'd dance and sing some more.
As for The Stroll, just to be annoying to muffin brain, I'm again adding it to my playlist. I should do it over and over. (He hates this song like I hate the songs "She Thinks My Tractor's Sexy" and "Put a Ring on It". I really wish someone would give that girl a ring. I'm sick of that song.) Back to "The Stroll", there's something teasing about the wretched moan of the saxophone in this song. The sound reverberates in my brain over and over. I love it.
It should be noted when "The Stroll" is blowing out of my computer speakers, Reynaldo swings his ears back. He doesn't like it either.
I did get a few pictures like the ones below. The first time we went by this house in the middle of no where, I told hubby I really wanted to get a picture of it. We whizzed by. So I quietly reminded him upon return a few short minutes later. He pulled over and told me what he thought the building was. I think it's an old home. He says it's an old school. I left it at that. Looks like a home to me.
One of these days Pat, I promise to learn photo editing I promise. My measly brain won't turn on when I try to improve the picture.
Ice floating down the Mighty Mississippi. There was quite a lot of it. Here in Northeast Missouri it was 70 degrees today. The sun peaked out most of the day. It was a big tease I'm sure.
The hubby wanted me to take this picture. He really liked the railroad bridge.
I thought we might wrestle on top of Lover's Leap. We didn't. I didn't offer. I think I could have taken him. Instead I took this picture of Hannibal. I first noticed a church steeple standing out in the crowd. I think I've posted before about how I love how churches stand at attention in a big town or lonely city. It's soothing. Then I saw it.
Rockcliff Mansion. My grandmother took my cousin Amy and I to tour this big home many, many moons ago. I almost dared myself to ask the hubby to take me thru it again, but decided not too. I'm not sure he would have appreciated it as much as me. I remember the ballroom upstairs. The tour guide talked about how the fainting couches were so important especially during fancy balls and dinners. Ladies would pull their corsets so tight they would get faint throughout the evening and would need to lie down. Don't ask me why I remember that. It made an impression on me. Just imagine this grand old house during horse and buggy days. I wish I could be there just once.
Some day I will explain the lamp sitting on my filing cabinet behind my desk. It has Mickey Mouse ears hanging on 3 goddess type women. Again, I'll save that for another post. Now I have to get a better picture. (The mouse ears were a gift from one of my workers who went to Disney World.)
My birthday roses. Aren't they pretty? It was a surprise. A bittersweet surprise. I got them at work. All 40 of them. As of today they are starting to die. I hate that. Hubby didn't understand why they weren't living very long. Since he doesn't ever do flowers I didn't bother with an explanation. I think he was a bit disappointed they are starting to droop. I did point out, out of all 40, one remained a bud. It was the first to droop. The rest have opened up beautifully. Notice Naldo snuck in the picture (he cannot keep his nose out of my business or the camera). I think I took these Wednesday or Thursday night after receiving them on Tuesday.
The picture doesnt' do this necklace/locket justice. It's my biggest surprise. I sure didn't expect this special person to give this to me. I love it!! There is an floating amethyst stone inside with a floating L. She wanted to put a picture of me and the hubby in here, but I think I like this better. I may have to seek out the bracelet that matches.
a Wii. They wouldn't take Naldo. But they gladly sold me a Wii. Mom gives me money every year. It's not a surprise, but she knows money will always work. So after I dug deep in the hubby's pockets not finding anything, I coughed up the rest of the money to purchase the Wii. Diamond earrings almost won out. I found a pair on sale and on sale again with a big discount, but decided against them. Maybe this is something hubby and I can do together. We've been wanting one for quite some time. My 40th is time. If hubby wins the lottery tonight I will go tomorrow and buy those earrings. If not, I will not hold my breath til next year, heeheehee....
Friday, February 6, 2009
Thursday, February 5, 2009
Wednesday, February 4, 2009
Thanks to everyone for making my 40th very, very special. If it weren't for you and a couple of aunts, and my step-daughter, this day would've been pretty darn poopy. It wasn't, it was pretty good. It's funny how you expect certain people to make your day better and they don't. It's always those you least suspect that make your day wonderful! For me that's always been true. I think the closest people in my life have no idea who I am. But here, you either like me or you don't, you can take me or leave me, you don't have to fake it. Thanks so much to all of you!! I wish I could tour the world and say a personal thank you, that's how happy you've made me.
Tuesday, February 3, 2009
With all of this birthday garb I feel a bit conceded. Then I think this is probably the most fun I'll have all day. AND I only turn 40 once right? So bear with me. I'll take it down tomorrow night after work. I may even treat myself to a real frozen margarita!!
Monday, February 2, 2009
He lit the bomb. "I have to find a card today. Her birthday is today."
The bomb's fuse began to smolder, I just had to, "OH NO!! YOU JUST FOUND OUT HER BIRTHDAY IS TODAY?"
He looked at me like I had two heads. I know he was wishing I would mind my own business. But he knew he started it. "NO!! I know when her birthday is." I thought he was going to cus me. "We've been married..." Then I got the look.
The bomb exploded. By the look on his face I knew HE knew exactly what I meant. He irritatedly shook his head and shut up. As my friend Gayla would say, "Dumb Bunny,not my fault, you started it." Things happen magically for this man at home. I could tell. His wife must be an angel...