Snapshot #4

A Picture of My Night

Tonight I took some pictures of Annie Peanut. She is sick and won't be with us a whole lot longer. We are enjoying her as much as we can while she still feels frisky.

Snapshot #3

Snapshot #3 - A Picture of the Cast of Your Favorite Show.

I loved each and everyone of these characters. This show came on a few years after I graduated from college. Every Thursday evening I had my place in front of the TV. Television hasn't been the same for me since the series ended. I miss my Friends!

60 Snapshots of Me

#2 A Picture of Me and the Person I've Been Closest to the Longest.

This is my mom Linda. This pic was taken last fall during a money making event for a friend who had a heart transplant. There was no question to who should be in this snapshot. Mom has been with me since Day 1!

60 Snapshots of Me

A friend of mine recently started 60 Snapshots of Me on her facebook/blog pages. Lauren is very young, energetic and a very wonderful, wonderful person. I'm not young. I am not energetic. And, I am not even close to being half as wonderful as Lauren. However, since she is such a great person I thought I would copy from her and do this on my own blog. Unlike Lauren, I cannot promise this will get done everyday, but I promise to try my hardest.

Today's Snapshot is a snapshot of me with 15 things about me. I'll start with one of my favorite pictures of me taken when I was in college. My crazy friend Denise talked me into getting this picture taken. Even though I really like this picture, Denise said she really didn't like it. She said I wasn't smiling. "Lisa, your smile is upside down and your eyes aren't sparkling," Miss Know It All told me. Hmmm, looking at this picture now, she was exactly right. In fact she was so right, I would say I looked like this because I really didn't want my picture taken. Keep in mind this was in 1990. Wow, I'm old.

Fifteen Things About Me

1. Getting to a Kenny Chesney concert is about all I have on my mind right now. That's not completely true, but close.

2. With my left hand, I can reach around and grab my left shoulder blade. I never thought that was weird until someone at work saw me scratching my shoulder blade.

3. Music absolutely motivates me.

4. I wish I could write for a living. That means making money off of what I write.

5. I am completely unorganized, I like to blame it on my creative side.

6. There isn't a day go by that I do not laugh.

7. Since I'm living in the moment, I'd love to have a VW Convertible Bug. This moment has lasted almost 2 weeks.

8. I really dislike lazy people. Really.

9. I believe they should make a Snickers candy bar without the chocolate. I think that would be awesome!

10. My sense of humor is very dry.

11. I have never smoked pot, but for some reason, my friends don't believe me.

12. I'm extremely opinionated, but I will tell you I'm not.

13. When I laugh too hard I puke.

14. I reconnected with my best friend from grade school last summer. We picked right up where we left off. She will always be the sister I never had.

15. I have something to tell you, but if I did, you'd never believe me.

A Doug Story

This is Doug. Doug works for me. Doug knows a lot about people. Doug knows a lot about a lot of things. However, Doug does not know his boss has a blog. So I'm going to tell you a Doug story. This story made me laugh so hard yesterday morning I cried. I will never be able to tell it like Doug, but I'm gonna try. Doug is a free spirit who lived in California for many years. He has a passion for music and plays the guitar and sings with his band. He's been in several bands over the years and has lots of stories to tell. Like being ornery during gigs and changing the words to songs and noticing that know one notices. But I think this one had to be one of my favorites.

This takes place when Doug was living in San Diego. His band was playing in a bar. He said it was crowded and went on to explain how close the front row was to the stage. Doug described about 7, yes 7 absolutely beautiful women walked in and he couldn't stop looking at them. "These girls were hot and dressed to the nines. Lo and behold, they sat in the front row just a very short way from the stage." Doug was happy. He knew it was his night and was gonna give this show all he had because he just knew he was gonna get lucky with one of those girls that night. He described the music he was playing. Standing on that stage, "throwing everything in but the kitchen sink." Doug was front and center. The girls just arms length away.

Doug told me he was kicked back playing that guitar like heck with his eyes closed looking cool. Hoping one of those hot chicks would be impressed, he wanted to peak at them. So, he opened his right eye just a little to get a gander. Guess what he saw? He could not focus on those sweet girls because all he could focus on was a long string of drool coming from his mouth all the way to his guitar strap in front of him.

Needless to say, Doug didn't get lucky that night.

What's Good for the Goose Is...

This morning the toilet paper holder fell off the wall. This continues to be a series of things that have fallen apart at my home. A series of things that are added to my THIS WILL NEVER GET REPAIRED LIST. So I have a mini meltdown on the toilet. Yes I did. I dropped the F bomb. Hubby was not concerned when he heard the nickel wall piece fall on the tile. However when the F bomb exploded I heard him wrestle himself out of the computer chair. "What happened?" he quizzed. I quickly contemplated telling him, "something else that I HAVE to add to my THISWILLNEVERGETREPAIREDLIST", but I did not. Instead I said, "this F bombing thing fell off the wall." He watched as I pulled up my capris and replied, "you used to never say the F bomb, but you say it all the time now you need to quit!" I simply state, "okay." Again, he repeated himself stating, "you never used that word, now it's all you say, you really need to quit." Again, I simply state, "okay." Fearful that he may have made me mad he did these goofy things to try to make me laugh. I didn't. Gave him a quick peck on the kisser at his request and left the bathroom. Yes, I left the bathroom thinking, "THE TOILET PAPER HOLDER FELL OFF THE WALL. I TRIED TO FIX IT BUT COULDN'T, NOW I WILL ADD IT TO MY F BOMBING THISWILLNEVERGETREPAIREDLIST!" He returned to his computer chair and I returned to the kitchen vowing to never voice the F bomb in his presence ever again. As long as he's happy to NOT to have to listen to the F bomb, I guess I will learn to be happy adding things to my never repair list. HOWEVER, I will listen patiently for the F bomb to drop from his mumbling tongue. And, keep a silent tally. I have never fully understood rulemakers. I guess I never will.

Tragedy

This morning I got up early to let Annie out when I turned on the television and found that Japan had a major earthquake. I couldn't stop watching. The footage of the devastation in progress made me speechless. Those poor people. My heart goes out to all of them and the others who are anticipating tsunamis. What I always think of in times like this is when a tragedy happens, the world just keeps going on. No stopping for 20 minutes to catch up. Life continues...may God be with these people.

Give A Girl...

"Give a girl the right shoes and she can conquer the world." Marilyn Monroe

These old pinups are so much more sexier and feminine than the stuff we see today. And who can resist and old Marilyn pose? I "borrowed" this from Fredericks of Hollywood facebook page. Not sure if I need to get the right shoes, right bikini or an anti-gravity chair...

Rest

What Can I Say?

Princess Puss

Question of the Day

This morning on the way to work me and my deaf/mute husband were listening to some country radio station with the question of the day. It was: What is every great guys quality he seeks in a woman? I ask my husband who responds with a "huh, I didn't hear that." So I repeat the question, "what is every great guys quality he seeks in a woman?" Hubby responds with an "dunno". "you have to know something," so I ask again.

He shrugs.

I ask, "big lips?" He gives me the questionable looks and says, "no, men don't really get into big lips." I say, "REALLY? Then I get the you-don't-know-anything-look.


So I offer, "a great laugh?" Thinking sense of humor has to be a priority. He shakes his head, "no, maybe sense of humor." "Maybe, no, yeah, maybe, I dunno." By now I'm getting bored. AND thinking he couldn't possibly believe that sense of humor would NOT be at the top of the list.

Continuing, I go on, if he's a great guy then he had to have some top quality when searching for a woman. Meaning me back in the day. He takes a minute to think. He says, "well I dunno, but it would probably be..."

Are you ready for this?

Apparently I was not...

He finally answers my question by stating, "white."

Therein lies the answer to all of our marital issues.

I am overqualified.


Oh, and if you are curious about the answer to this question, it was Lustrous Hair. Yes, the answer was Lustrous Hair.

It's no wonder men get so tangled...

Things I Ponder

For the past several weeks I have not come upon anything blog-worthy. So I have been very neglectful. Then the other morning at 2am, I thought what the heck. I don't force people to read this. If they get bored or offended they can click to something more their style. Then I just pondered until 3:30am of many things that ran through my mind. So here are just some of those things:

What did we ever do without cell phones? I mean really? I've become the person I hated the most in restaurants, public restrooms, walking in the gym, you name it, I've become it...technology is really rude.

You may really not like hearing my pet stories, but I really dislike hearing about your boring kid stories.

Why does there have to be money? Are we so hardened and lazy we have to be rewarded to do things?

I think playing the saxophone on stage with a band would have to be like winning the super bowl, world series, Miss USA and the presidency all rolled up into one.

I have come into contact with my best friend from childhood and it's the best thing I have done in a very long time. It's amazing how we can pick right up where we left off.

If someone tells you they love you, but then cannot give you any reasons why they love you, do they really love you?

Why is it when old people shuffle five feet into the Wal-Mart front door they turn around and look behind themselves? Grandpa did this once I said, "keep moving, keep moving grandpa" he said, "huh?" I said, "keep moving" he replied, "i am", "no you're not keep moving", "ok". It must be a right of passage or something. Or maybe it's practice going through the BIG gates...

How is it possible that olives have fat in them?

I need a haircut. I'm afraid I'm reaching the point where my mom used to say, "when you are in your 40s you shouldn't have long hair." Truth is, I don't feel my age, but sure wish I was 30!

I've been recently disappointed in someone I thought was a friend. A friend for a long time. Wrong, I have a tendency of giving 100% of my trust to giving none at all. Lesson learned.

Why is it when the stoplight finally turns green, cars can't all take off at once. There's always one idiot not paying attention and holds everyone up.

I bought the Pioneer Woman's new book, even knowing I can read her blog...there's just something about holding a book.

To be copied is a compliment, but doesn't always feel like it.

It amazes me how many people come in my office and just start talking. They tell me all kinds of things. I listen and I remark. But very rarely do they ever ask how I am or if I had a good day. When I die I hope they just don't say that I was a nice person. I hope they say, she really loved to laugh.

I miss my family terrible right now. I'd give anything to converse with my dad and my Aunt Sadie. Anything...

A Sunshiney Morning

Callee is enjoying the sunshine while I play on the computer this morning.

Cutie

Jason and Timmy

Oh my goodness. When I saw that Erica had posted this picture on Facebook last night I knew I had to have it on my blog. I told you about her new camera...this is just one of the great things she is doing with it. It really cracks me up. And what cracks me up even more, is that Timmy is pretty darn used to all the crazy antics so he takes it in stride...reaching for the keyboard. Thanks Erica!! I cannot tell you how happy this picture makes me!!

Timmy

Timmy...my step-daughter Erica was blessed with a great camera for Christmas. She has been snapping some wonderful, absolutely wonderful shots of her family in Florida. This is one of them. I want to reach thru the computer and snatch him up bad!!

Union Cover Bridge

A friend of a friend took this photo and worked his magic with PhotoShop. I have no patience when it comes to Photoshop, but do appreciate those that can manipulate and create wonderful things. The Union Covered Bridge is such a piece of history in our area. The colors he chose to create this beauty makes me wish for a blanket, diet coke and a great book. Or maybe just a sweetie to snuggle up to...

Emily and Andrew

Remember my post about cousin Emily and a dress she needed to choose for a military ball? She found one she couldn't resist. Kudos to her, she did a fantastic job picking it out! AND, she did get a new one. No thanks to Uncle Dave, just a little of her own hard earned money. Well worth it too I might add. I would love to have seen her in person but this is the best we can do. Tonight is the big night. May she and Andrew have a magical evening!

Roger

These are my office neighbors. My hubby in the background and Roger in front. Since 2 weeks ago today, our workplace hasn't felt the same. Roger has been diagnosed with cancer. He went for a test 2 weeks ago and found he had colon cancer. The following Monday they removed what was left of his colon and found it had spread to his liver. Doctors have given Roger til possibly Christmas or the end of the month. Maybe even more. Thankfully Roger has a strong Catholic faith and made the decision to return home to his family and celebrate life with them. (he has 3 little boys under the age of 11)

Yesterday we had a bake sale on his behalf. It was amazing how much food was brought in and how much was purchased. My co-workers should be commended for coming together like they did. We had the biggest bake sale we've ever had. I brought home the money and counted and recounted and took it to the bank today to have it officially counted and to get larger bills. We raised $2300!! I was so excited. The bank teller asked the reason of the bake sale. She was excited too. All I can say is thank you to my work family for pulling together for such a great reason. Roger.

Another co-worker, Dennis, and I took Roger his money and cards today. Offenders from Roger's wing in the housing unit even wrote messages on a card for him. I gave him a card with a package of chocolate kisses. The funny thing was, he knew immediately that I had done that. We saved the big card for last. He didn't count his money, but the look on his face was fantastic. He stated he had no idea that many people cared about him. Dennis and I quickly told stories of every one's reaction to Roger's health news and how much we miss him. Roger appeared surprised. I wish I could be a fly on the wall when Roger's family counted the money for him tonight. I hope they use it for something fun and memorable. I hope they have a great Christmas next week. Roger's birthday is tomorrow. He will be 43. May he have 43 Christmas' and special time with Mikey, Danny and Timmy.

The best news of this whole journey with Roger is his outlook. He explains it as a "win-win situation". If he dies he goes home to be with Jesus. If he stays, he goes home to be with his family. What more can one ask for?

We love and we miss you Roger!!

My Trip to St. Louis and A Dress for a Ball

I had such a great time in St. Louis I did not want to come home. I cannot recall a time I've ever gotten teary when I hit city limits. Then again, there aren't many trips I've been on that I wanted to return home. Weird huh? Once I'm here I'm fine. And, I do love my own bed! But I like to be out and about. As you can tell from the picture of my knee, I fell down like a total rock star without my guitar. Splits and all, bouncing down an incline in the splits position making a noise kinda like, "OOOOOOOOOOOOOOoooooooohhhh" the whole way. NOT the first time I've ever fallen, but the first time in a public parking lot. I'm a laugher when I fall. My husband says it's not funny (I've fallen twice on the very last step at his mother's house laughing my head off cause I was just sure I looked and felt ridiculous.). Luckily cousin Abby had her Nurse -friend Lauren with us so had I broken anything or split in two, she would have known what to do. Thankfully I didn't need her.

I love this picture of Nurse Lauren and Cousin Abby. They were fun and reminded me of how much I miss my silly friends!

The biggest event for me was a fashion show that was put on by Cousin Emily. She was asked to a Military Ball the day after Christmas. Emily must wear a dress..."a cocktail one"... as Julia Roberts stated in Pretty Woman. Uncle Dave and Cousin Joel were watching the Mizzou game and didn't really get the gist of the fashion show nor did they care. Uncle Dave left us, without inviting us, to see The Kinks movie. Yes, I kinda woulda liked to have seen that, but that's okay Uncle Dave. The fashion show was worth the stay!

Nurse Lauren is also the family stylist and hair doer. Every family should have a Lauren.

First was a prom dress dated 2009 I believe. A bit too weddingish. But beautiful just the same. The military man may soon want to run to Annapolis should he spot this one coming down the staircase.

This little black number had most of our votes. Very stylish, very elegant and very Audrey Hepburnish. Plus it looks perfect on 6'1" Emily. Would be perfect with a small peep toe heel. Even Bailey could tag along and match perfect!

Next was Aunt Debbie's prom dress circa 1975? Vintage is the rage they say. Or so they say.

Now if a cocktail one was not in order, I would definitely suggest this one. This number in black looked fabulous on Em. I believe Bailey thought so too since her tail is up in the air.

The green number. Yes I liked this one. Not for an important military ball, but I do like this one. What I liked was when Em picked up the glittery black overlay and you could see the true color of the green. It was nothing like it looks in the picture (or in person). It was a really weird green color.

I just wanted to get another picture of Nurse/Stylist Lauren doing her job. And then there is Aunt Debbie providing input.

Next came Aunt Paula's prom dress from 1977 or 78? Truth be know, I like this one.

OoLALA is all I have to say about this one. Very figure flattering, but possibly not cocktailish enough. Some heels, drop earrings and a sparkling bracelet is all this one needs.

OOOoooo La La!!! Please be prepared for the final dress. We all oooed and ahed over this blue number. It's the one we liked. Emily wasn't so sure. But it sure did look like her...

All she needs is a picnic basket and red sparkly shoes. Bailey was just in the other room.

I'm gonna go Emily's bond and agree that maybe she does need a new dress for this so called ball she is attending. Big sales are happening EVERYWHERE UNCLE DAVID!!! But in case this doesn't happen you can leave me a comment and tell me which dress you vote for Emily to wear to the Military Ball with her handsome date. Family members can leave me an anonymous comment in order to leave a comment, but please include your name if you do so. This way, Emily will know who you are.