I figured it out

This morning....when I looked at the Calendar ..... my Mom's passing was today.   I always dread September....but for some reason this year I forgot.  I'm sure that does not make me a bad person...but I did.  She passed September 19th. same day as her mother... scary.  Anyway my doom is lifting.

We cannot dwell on shit we cannot change......

So...what have you jerks been up to lately?  Come on ... tell me the truth! 

Life here has been so busy.....we still haven't got the landscaping done ... which should have been done by now.  But financially and otherwise it was put on hold until now.  We hope for next weekend to get it done. 

Penny Loafer is a new girl.  Her Lipoma grew so fast last December until this last month ...we had to do something about it.  Vet's always say if it's not impeding their lives...don't worry about it. Well it was...so we did...and now we have a happy "small" looking dog back in our lives ...who still plays and runs just like before...just a whole lot faster without that 5 lb. tumor on her shoulder. 

Thanks for your thoughts....I will try to post more often.

Little lonely little too much in my head

Wow it's been a long time sitting here trying to figure out what to write in such a big space.  How did I do that before I turned into a turtle?  I stuck my head back into my shell and hoped it would all go away.  And the stupid part is.....there is nothing wrong.  Just this feeling of doom.  It follows me around day and night and I think of the most stupid stuff.  I can't even enjoy my life.  I thought if I would confess this tonight it might make me take control of my life again.  Get off my ass and be the person I used to be.  I really want that energy and control again.

Balonie.... xxx taking one step forward.

No mo talk about peanut butter cookies

I was getting a little tired of looking at that as well. 

Humidity is HIGH..... weather is coming.  Robins are singing like there is no tomorrow so we know rain is just around the corner.

So other than what I have posted on facebook... that's the whole shebang..lol.  

Well at least this will take the cookies off..

I could post about all my worries....and sorrows....but you know ...been there ... done that on here.  Along with very happy times.  Sometimes my blog comes in really handy to see exactly what happened in a certain year and how I was feeling.  Like a diary. 

But I no longer feel that need.  I also felt that whatever I wrote should be funny. Yes, I am still funny but I don't need the approval I once thought I did.  I could not wait for you guys to laugh at what I wrote.  I lived for it.  I wrote long into the night ...with pics....now guess how long that took me when blogger was just a kidlet? 

Some of the times were rough when Gord has his event.....and my blogger friends were with me all the way and it was so much appreciated.  People who didn't even know me sent me prayers. 

In my blogger life I have only met three bloggers ... all who have died. Kat, Ellen and Curtis. I got a little bummed after Kat died.  One of Kat's friend Terry would love to meet me...and I her.  But I told her I didn't want to kill her .... because it really feels like I could do that.  I know it sounds stupid....but Terry is very superstitious and told me we cannot meet.  I'm good with that. I don't want to hex her. 

If you think I am a very outgoing person...you would be wrong.  I'm at my best behind my keyboard typing my thoughts on Face book or Blogger.  I am very much a homebody. 

Now....see what happens when you got me talking..... I go on and on. LOL

There is not point to this blog entry......just jammering....on and on. 

I need a good peanut butter cookie recipe

My store stopped making them.  So naturally this must be a sign I will have to make my own.  It pains me to no end.

My peanut butter cookie must be crispy ... contain NO chocolate chips... and have some chunky peanuts in it.  And have a sweet salty taste. I guess I'm a whacko.... but I really dislike chocolate chips .. in my cookies.  Same goes for another fav Oatmeal cookies...they gotta be crispy and tasty...don't you go and put raisins in them or I will make your life miserable. 

Lord knows there are 5,789 trillion recipes on the internet but just for a change...just for once...good effin grief.... show me a recipe where I have all the ingredients in the house.  If I have go out and buy it ... the thrill is gone.  I'm kinda of a spur of the moment kinda gal ... so if you have a recipe that calls for chunky peanut butter, flour, baking soda or powder, butter, sugar or canola oil I got that stuff.

And yeah I like Macaroons.....I could marry them.

Don't get me started on shortbread cookies with little caramel chips in them.

Funny thing is... I never ate cookies ..ever. Until this year.  I must have one or two after supper.  It's the law.  Now I'm getting picky.  

My mom never made cookies as I remember. But she made the best sheet apple pie ever. I think the recipe is in  Mennonite Girls can cook

My husband is calling....we are putting up shelving in the basement for all the junk (important stuff) that is still sitting in the garage.  It's always nice to have your junk....neat looking.  BTW I just found three items I have been looking for forever....yes they are kinda junky....but man it was good to see them again.

Balonie...yours until IDK!

Time.....

I just figured out I might only have about 10 years of my life left.  I'm 67.  That means I have about 10 more Christmases to live.   Maybe.

You know.... I never gave this shit a thought. 

Until the new babies who are now born and expecting in my family .  I will never see them grow up.  Will they ever remember me? 

I can't believe there will be a world without me watching it.  How can that happen?...because I thought the world happened when I came into it.

I'm still shocked at my revelation.

Valentines Day effd up

Before my valentine came home on Wednesday I decided to make him a card on my computer inviting him to lunch the next day. Valentines Day at 12:30.  After he went to bed I snuck in his truck and left it on his seat.

Next morning rolled around ... and he got all showered and dressed and went into the garage .. and I was still in bed....waiting... he roared back into the bedroom....OMG ... I thought he was so excited with prospect of having lunch with me......but...he had left his cell phone on the charger...god forbid.

As he left he bade me Happy Valentines day because he saw the envelope on the seat of the truck.... I bade him as well.  I thought he had read the card. He never did until I called him around 10:30 and called him just of make sure we had a date:

Joan:
Hi... I just realized that the restaurant I picked for lunch today was part of a huge Media thing for the Health Science Centre and we will never get a seat.

Gord:
ahem.....clearing his throat and thinking of how to respond....because he did not read the fucking card. And said WHAT? 


Joan:  I told you in the card where we would meet for lunch.

Gord:  Yessssss I have it right here, but I was too busy to read it just yet.

Joan:  Then I guess I would have been sitting in the parking lot waiting for you...until when?  When hell freezes over?

Gord:  Well ... it's good thing you called so we don't have to sit and wait for lunch.

Joan:  Well it's a good thing you aren't here right now...because ...I would have kicked you ass!

So that my friends is how we communicate... like animals. 

That evening he brought in the sad looking envelope and card which looked like it had tire tracks over it.. And wished me a happy Valentines day.

Haaa ... It's all good. 

Getting new glasses and eye check on Thursday

I had a very bad experience the last time I had my eyes checked... I have been going to this old fart in the strip mall for 20 years.  He doesn't even have a computer.  He has a mensch who is about 980 years old who rules the front desk.  He has a calculator when he bills you.  There frame selection seems to be up to date.... but not so for the rest of it.  The last time I was in there...let's say 6 years ago or so... I had an eye exam before purchasing my present pair of glasses..   Just a note are glasses called a pair?  Or is it just because there are two lenses...just wondering?

Any who.... I had my eyes examined.  He told me that he had just got a new device where he did not have to drop some shit in my eyes to see if I had glaucoma ... instead he had a machine which he put in front of my eyes...and it clicked.  And it clicked...and it clicked some more.  He was looking concerned.  I was getting concerned .... because of all the clicking and shit.

Then he said... I don't want to alarm you but this new machine has been giving me a few problems since I bought it and I have sent a lot of patients to see a REAL EYE DOCTOR...to make sure everything is okay.  My thinking was....if you saw an increase in problems with glaucoma GET YOUR MACHINE FIXED.   I never did that.  It's been a long time and guess what... I can see!  I just need to get my eyes checked because I am vain.... I want new frames....and the print in the newspaper is getting so damn small.

I have progressive lenses so that ain't cheap.  Especially now that I don't have any benefits from work. But the place I went to ..gave me a 40 percent discount for the eye exam because I am a SENIOR CITIZEN (still makes me laugh)...and 50 % for the lenses because they had a sale going on.

Hopefully this new place will have a computer....and a competent optometrist. Eye will be seeing u soon...lol



Balonie....

Don't know?

You caught me on a bad night.  I don't like living here.  Again.  It's dark and lonely.  The house is so well insulated that you can't even hear a car go by.  I can hear the garbage trucks because they are loud.  That is about it.  When we lived at the other house...the city was alive...and I could hear air planes...ambulances, fire trucks ... trains...cars...trucks ...everything.  I could hear the school buzzer buzzing accross the street when school started. None of it ever bothered me... I was so used to the noise.....and made me feel safe.  Not that I don't feel safe here...but I miss the NOISE. 

I met an old friend at the store yesterday and she asked me how I liked living where we are....and I told her it was like living in a vacumn..... nothing happens here....deer roam freely... so fucking what...you see one...you have seen them all.  Maybe once spring comes around and I can work outside this might change my mind.

Penny's lump...Lipoma has grown larger again.... it always seems to do that around December.  I am so stressed out about taking her to the vet.  If they have to do an operation it might kill her....because I have left it for so long hoping it would stop growing.  It was for a year or two...but now it's getting in her way of walking.  She still runs...but it's on her shoulder and had gone down to her right leg.

I cannot imagine living in this huge house without her.  She is my pal.  We read each others minds...Strange as that seems.  I have never felt more connected to anyone.  It will be a very sad day when we have to part ways.  Then I will have to make some hard core decisions on how I will decide to spent the rest of my life. Gord is never home....and is still doing  his thing....with the business....and his brother....all the time.... 

I thought retirement meant .... having a good time at the end of your life cycle... I guess it takes two to tango. 

Multi Tasking

I'm playing my pun game on facebook and blogging at the same time.  Yessss I like a little pressure in my life.  Just like going to work.

It's been a cold cold week here in Canuckville....so cold my dog had no more paws to put up while she ventured through the snow....she levittated to the door....it was a miracle! 

Don't have much to report or bullshit about.  Well I could bullshit for hours but how much of it would you believe?

I did however have an altercation with another driver on the road.  I saw him coming up like the speed of lightning in my rear view mirror and he was right on my bumper....looking right and left on how he could pass me.  He couldn't because other responsible drivers in the lanes beside me were going the speed limit.  He tried 3 times before he snuck in and almost caused and accident.  I honked my horn.....he gave me the finger....then I watched him go up the ramp on the perimeter with cop car on his tail......asshole... I just don't get it....the roads are like a skating rink and these fuckers want to die.   Good...just don't take me with you. 

BRB...gotta put another pun in facebook.

Phew ... let's see if anyone likes this one.  My friend Terry ...who I met through Kat years ago... seems to like this.  I will humour her for awhile.  I've been thinking about Kat the last month or so.  I miss that kid so much.  If Kat was still alive....she would totally take me out for the shit I do on the interweb.  She used to correct my English/spelling....drove me crazy to no end.....all in love.....and so much fun and we always knew where we stood.  I always wish I could have been at the bar in Calgary where all her friends said their goodbyes.

Okay ...back to punning hope she likes it...if not...what's she going to do?  ey?....

It's baby talk

I had a whole bunch a stuff to say today (that I did not write down) surprise....it's all gone.  In yee olden days of blogging I used to make mental notes all day of what I would talk about.  That ship has sailed. 

I'm still looking for my shoes....

But just to keep you all on track....I am a new grand auntie...to Rylan Taylor ... 9 foot baby....oops not 9 feet.... 9 pounds 4 ozs. This shit about pounds ounces and length gits me a little bumfuzzled.  Anyway I think he is cute.....but we can't see him because there is ban on visitors to the hospital because of the flu scare around here.  Lisa, Jordan and leeeetttle babooshka are doing well.  She had to stay in the hospital an extra day because that little arsehole ripped her apart.  Lisa now has a twin... heh... Anyway all is well. 

Just found out today my niece.. her sister Cheri....is having a BOY.... two boys!!  In our first try at having babies evar in our family .... it has to be all men.  Never cared for them much... I'll see if I can warm up to them.

Oh yeah....

A new generation..... It is so awesome.  It really is.  

Hope Floats

In the olden days before I was retired I never watched movies.  Now I can't stop.  I have watched this stupid movie 456,678 times .... and never get tired of watching little Bernice run after her dad crying her little heart out after her dad left.  I'm going to have to get over this. 

Colorado low is approaching  .... much snow is predicted.  I stocked up on groceries and wine.  Unfortunately I don't have enough of my home brew to see me through.  Christmas depleted my stock.  I hope it's not going to be a huge snow storm....just a blizzard I can deal with that.

Spent most of my day trying to figure out my new Android Galaxy phone.... you know the cheap IPhone knock off? Well I never had a "Smart" phone before so this is a new experience.  My old cell phone...only phoned.  It rang... I said hello...or I phoned and the other party said hello.  Shit like that.  Now I can type a message instead of talking....well my fingers are too big.  Nobody knows what I'm talking about ...
iH .. howd you r?  gottd a neW phooonE far xmus Jeast tRyig It ouut. Bye bYi.  Crazy.... it took me two days to enter my wifi password.

My mouse batteries just died on my computer..WHAT... I just bought it a year ago:).  I didn't have any on hand so I had to use the one's from my toothbrush.  So tomorrow I may have to brush my teeth with my mouse.  Might just as well use his tail instead of floss! Scratch that idea...I forgot .. it's cordless. ahhh technology....ain't it grand.

It was storming out there today ... so I just cuddled up to the computer and annoyed people on facebook.  Found PikMonkey which I had forgot about.....spent way to much time uploading pictures nobody cares about...but that is why I pay the big buck for the Internet...to amuse myself ...so fuck it. 

I met an older gentleman at Superstore the other day.  I would say he was around 75 or 80. He was handsome even in his older years....and he was obviously an immigrant to our country. He had a accent I couldn't define.  He was kind and generous to the clerks as he put his groceries on the belt.  So many are not.  I couldn't take my eyes off of him.  I almost felt I had known him from somewhere.  After his groceries went through ... mine were piling up on my side (because we bag them ourselves at Superstore) and there are two belts and he had already loaded his into his cart. ... he started to help me with mine.  What a nice man.  I found out he was from Italy and his family had moved here in the late 1970's.  We talked for a bit as we loaded up my cart and he knew what I had bought....and he looked at me...with his worn but beautiful brown eyes... and said that I should never buy Pasta Sauce at Superstore. Datza shit he said.  You makked you self.  Lordy....I know how to make it "youself."  But I get lazy sometime.  He said....your start in the morning....by supper it's good.  With that....he took his leave.  I thought he was going to hit on me for awhile....because you know those Italians...but no.... it was all about the pasta sauce.

I must be old..........80 year old men don't even hit on me.

Balonie...retiring to her chambers.

Okay suckers....I'm back!!

So, how have youse guys been doing the last two years?

I've been hanging around facebook just a little too much so I thought I would give blogger another crack.  Whore... I know.  Blogger is like an old boyfriend you dumped when you found someone new.  With my new boyfriend Facebook I didn't hardly even have to touch my keys to talk with him ... all I had to say was "I saw a squirrel."  And the people COMMENTED.  Yes they did ... they wanted to know all about him!  Gone were the days with boyfriend Blogger where I had to stay up to all hours of the night pouring out my guts. For what?  One comment?  I was easily swayed away because I'm all for not putting any effort into anything I do.  So yeah, I had a "short" chat with Facebook and I explained I'm all about cat pictures, three word sentences and all...but dammit I couldn't remember the alphabet anymore.  So I told him I would call him now and again when I didn't feel so wordy. 

The last couple of years have  been busy to say the least. 

I retired early: (I'm sure I have mentioned my displeasure on that here somewhere before) ... but now my displeasurement has evaporated).  I don't know what in the hell I was thinking.  What is so bad about doing sweet dick all?  Or doing whatever the hell you want. 

We moved:  (I'm sure I have mentioned my displeasure on that here somewhere before) ... but now my displeasurement has evaporated).  I don't know what the hell I was thinking.  What is so bad about moving into a brand new house with 3 bathrooms?  Or checking out the Bambi's in the forrest.

I turned 65:   (I'm sure I have mentioned my displeasure on that here somewhere before) ... but now my displeasurement has evaporated). I don't know what the hell I was thinking. What is so bad about collecting over a grand a month for doing sweet dick all?  Other than the fact gravity is no longer my friend because all my body parts are hanging an inch or two lower.

Cool beans... I actually remember how to copy and paste!  It's been a long time. 

A lot has changed in blogger ... I wonder if I can remember how to post a picture...let's see.

Yup ... just throwing a little Facebook crap atcha ... old habits die hard.

 

How's Balonie you ask: 

 

Well to tell the truth she has mellowed some.  Still drinks and swears too much but she has stopped jumping into my head when I least expect it.  I do on occasion have to don my welders cap to keep her out but for the most time I can keep her a bay.  Remember that god awful post I did with that welders cap on?  Good grief what an ass.  I deleted it.

I'm still having to deal with tradesmen every week or two coming in to fix or refix stuff. The painters were in today doing touch ups that needed tending to.  I sort of missed them.  Or missed looking at them.  heh.

 

I was just on my ex's web site...facebook...We are not done...we are on a short break lol. We have a family baby coming up and she is past due .. and all the family is guessing her due date and trying to win a prize..which is changing the kid's first diaper.  Well fart.... I'm guessing next year. 

 

I think when I posted last Lisa was pregnant....but so is Cheri her sister.....so the famdamily is growing. Those whippersnappers can't wait to see what gender is going to come out of the chute...they both are like kid's at Christmas and try to open the presents in July. We know Lisa's is a boy...and Cheri is chomping at the bit for her next ultrasound.  It's great...really...to have little one's again.  I might even hold one.  If they wiggle too much I pass em on.  How can you tell I have never been a mom?

 

Well it was nice shooting the shit with you....sorry for my absence and I will make a honest effort to keep my blog alive.  I feel so guilty ... I read about 20 blogs a day and get pissed if they miss one.  Do I comment?  Not most of the time.  Times are a changing.

Balonie

Today is our 40th. Anniversary plus Gord's 68th. Birthday....  I thought is was 39 years married...but apparently all  my years of accounting experience went to shit.. I still count on my fingers...and if there isn't a calculator on hand I am kerfuffled. 

Friends and family were over last night....so tonite we will just make some faux chinese food.  Mostly shrimp....yum and a chicken stir fry with all the good veggies... and Basmati rice with pineapple sauce.

It's been a long hard road ...these 40 years.  Sometimes I didn't think I would make it. It has been a roller coaster ride.... for both of us.  It's not easy being married to a Scorpio...when you are a Libra.  That should never happen.  A balanced person such as I should never marry a person who is a risk taker, crazy in the head, never gives up, and really never tells you how he feels.

Today he did.... in a Anniversary card..... I cried. 

Things I never said

I never told youse guys that I will be a great Auntie for real.  My niece Lisa will be having a little boy in Feb....  I am a great Aunt to all Gord's sisters kids....but never one of my own. 

It makes me so happy.  Finally the Kehler name or part of it will live on.  Also I am so grateful that my brother is still doing well after all the crap he went through with his heart and other stuff last year.  He thought he wouldn't live to see Lisa's social....then he did...and then he thought he wouldn't live to walk her down the isle on her wedding...then he did.  Now I hope he will be well enough to see the new baby boy.  He will be so thrilled. He loves kids like nobodys business. 

I have a problem with Lisa...she doesn't want to name the little baboshka after my father.....Erdman....huh...what is wrong with that name?  Yeah...in school you could be called Erd the turd..... She is going for Jackson........well there you go...Jack Ass...is what they will be calling him. You have to be very careful naming your kids because sooner or later their names will be related to body functions. Think Peter....etc....

My problem was Joanie.....balonie...full of macaroni ..  ahhhh yes...they will find a way to make your life miserable no matter what your name is.  I have come to love this name...because it sort of makes me feel special.  People like pasta.

This is the little kiddo Lisa that will bring us that little bundle of joy to us soon....

 

He made it...without his cane.  

 

And he danced with his princess.

Something we never thought would happen last year..............we are blessed.

It's raining

Made a few changes to the old gal.  Tried a few tricks with the new blogger.  Almost got myself in gear to blog again.  But I can't promise anything. 

It is so beautiful tonight with the light rain.  We haven't had rain for so long.  When we moved in here last October 1st.  we never had rain until it started to snow. 

A lot of changes in our life with building a new house.  Some good, some not so good.  You have to deal with shit that wasn't done right the first time...and finally it seems everything has to been done twice. 

In the next weeks we will have our hardwood flooring replaced because it is lifting.  You have to fight for every stinking thing....but the good news is that it will be done....but it takes a toll...and you finally want to roll over and say ..... fuck this crap....but you can't. 

I never wanted to move... OH>>> I guess you knew this....but I have to say that I don't really miss the old house and all the work I had to do with the back 40.  That was a total bitch.  I was so amazed this fall when all I had to do was sweep up leaves from the back patio.  Next year will be a little different when we get some sod in the front and in the rear....but the wind actually takes all the oak leaves and blows them back in the forest.  I like dat....

Not missing the waterbed ...one bit.   I never realized I was always on the hard side because Gord is twice as heavy as me...and brought my side up.  I was sleeping on a hill.  I missed the warmth...but that is why you have electric mattress heaters in real beds.  This mattress we have now...is kind of stupid....only because we took the box springs out...and just laid the mattress on the bed frame...that came with a whole bunch of slats on the bottom.  With the box springs it was like 5,678 feet high.  Who likes falling out of bed and doing face plants for no reason at all. So.... even tho our mattress had a pad on it for comfort...but I decided to put a memory foam slab on top of that. 

Now....our bed looks like two canoes.....his and hers.... That sucker remembers all our pressure points and apparently it doesn't give it up.  Because when I want to make the bed....there is a huge lift in the middle ... (king size bed) and our little body outlines look like a scene out of a detective story.

Gone on a little too much about BEDS.....I miss writing. 

I edited some of the F Bombs I dropped...what is wrong with me?

Testing

Testing.... is this thing on? 

Everyone was complaining that blogger was down so I had to come and see for myself.  Seems okay to me?   Probably just a trick to see if I would post something lol.  Yes, I have self importance issues!!!

Let's see if pic's work:

There you go...it works...whatta you talking about Donna? 

As you can see I have a drinking problem.  I also have enough crap in my nose and lungs to cover a driveway.  That particular bottle of Buckleys was brutal...man I could feel it go straight down to me toes. 

                                                              Stairway to heaven.... which goes up to
                                                    the theatre ... or in laymans terms...the TV room:)

Just a bunch of junk pic's to convince you that BLOGGER works!!! 

Music things I put up on the TV Room wall.  Gord said they cost too much and I should take them back.  I guess he did not see the cuteness factor in them .. or maybe he thought they should PLAY music???  Either which way...they are not going back ... because I SAID so.  If I were him I would keep my suggestions to myself, because I am really in no mood to be told what to do today.

See..Donna ... it's still working.

Cute table I scored at a thrift shop...got two of them for 20.00 bucks.

 

Funky vase...3.95 at the thrift shop.  Apparently I did not center it...nevermind.

Actually it is kinda scary looking.

 

 





So ... yeah I guess my work here is done....it works!  Maybe ya'all got big brother watching you lol.

dis & dat

I have six bucks in my pocket...so I can go to the $ store ...ummm ...counting my fingers...6 TIMES.  So now that my dance card is full for the rest of the week I shall plan my days around going to the $ store. 

In reality I haven't been able to leave the house for any length of time because this house WILL NEVER BE FINISHED.   Last week I spent 3 days while two young men turned our quite little home into a mix between a movie theatre and a Rolling Stones sound stage.  I have no eyes and ears left. Just when I think it is safe to sit outside ... someone cranks up the patio speakers.  On Thursday the guy came to check the AC.  Monday the window guy came and installed 6 new windows.  The old windows had marks on them where the tinting bled through and had to replaced.  We didn't expect him so early in the morning 9:00 AM ... heh..and we were still in bed when he came.  Gord got up and let him in ... and I thought oh well I will just have a little snooze because Gord was home.  Yeah?  Gord told him to start in the bedroom...yikes I was STILL in bed fortheloveofmike!  I had to hide under the covers.  The guy was pretty cool...all he said was ... well I guess I leave these windows for last ...lol

Tomorrow the electrician is coming over because the under counter lights are falling off...yup one by one they just drop.  Gord fixed the first one because my computer was under it and it almost hit my screen.  The other one landed on my canisters in the kitchen.  So there are 3 more in the house that I will make him check that haven't bit the dust YET.  He must have used the shortest screws on earth to put them up...what a dink.  Thursday a guy is coming to finish putting baseboards in the garage...oy.

I had to change my hair appointment twice because people just keep coming and coming.  My bangs are so long I'm snorting them up my nose. Not to mention my roots...gahhh I look like a skunk. 

I was going to go in and get new tires for my truck but I can't seem to fit it in.  We have to fill them every couple of weeks.  It's real pain in the ass because because my truck wobbles around when I drive.  The air pressure in the tires are never the same on each tire. And when I go over 60 km. my steering wheel has a life of it's own.  I am considering driving the garden tractor instead. 

Well better be off to the $ store that looney is burning a hole in my pocket. 

epic fail

I won an award

Poolie sent me a Sunshine Award...thanks kiddo.  

Protocol as part of my acceptance of this award is to do the following:
1. Link the award to the person who gave it to me.
2. Answer questions about myself.
3. Nominate up to 10 bloggers for this award, and link my nominees to the post and comment on their blog, letting them know about the award.

The Questions:

1. Favorite number: 3,479 for obvious reasons

2. Favorite non-alcoholic drink: None...if ain't got any booze in it...I don't drink it.

3. Favorite animal: Sloth.  It takes one to know one.

4. Facebook or Twitter?. Facebook!  only because Twitter sounds so gay.

5. My passion: To see how long I can sleep in ... I think I broke a record this morning. (see Bednesday #6)

6. Favorite days of the week: Dunday Honday Nuesday Bednesday Fhursday Priday and Katurday

7. Favorite flower: Ham

I may not link up my nominees to this post...because a lot of them don't even know who the hell I am.  They would just be sitting around going....wha..some Canuck sent me a flower!

So, in that spirit here are a few I like to read on a daily basis or whenever they post.  Poolie included.
I also read all the others on my sidebar when they post...I just threw a dart at it and chose them randomly because I love them all.
Plain Jane

Sundry

Chickens In the Road

Anchor Struck

Brighton The Corner Where You Are
Kitchenblogic

Whispering Hope

Zen & Chocolate
Bumfuzzle

Frogs in my Formula


While I'm here I may as well post a picture.  This in Angel Man's cousin Snow Angel. 

If you see a snow angel in winter and notice there is a "crack" in it...you will know he has been there.

Got some flowers

But I don't know where to put them just yet.  Most will be on the porch because....no landscaping has  been done just yet. Apparently I have no luck mit anythink.

Today I tried to take a video of my noodles moving around in a frying pan.  It was hilarious....I grabbed my camera.. of course I had the camera card stuck in my computer...I grabbed it out of there..stuck it in the camera...AND...took a pic of the noodles jumping around ...when the camera said . YOUR CARD IS FULL. Sonofabitch...all I wanted to do was start blogging again and technology fucked me up.  But those noodles were hilarious...they had a life of there own.  They were just left over noodles and I decided to fry them up in butter a little onion...and add an egg at the end.  I love that stuff.  Add a little pepper and salt...and it's great.  Bacon fat would be good instead of butter lol.  THEN...take your ketchup bottle and put a dab on the end of your plate...and dunk the goodness in it.

I just plugged in my camera...because sure as shooting the battery will be dead next time I decide to make you watch noodles jump.