Finals are this week and next

This week and next I may be a TAD scarce! It is semester end and the owners of the business are in town. So things are rather kRaZy in my world to say the least!

I have a Interpersonal Communication final tomorrow night. 3 more classes in American History up to 1877 then the final next Tuesday morning and somewhere in between is the Art Appreciation final...

Whew!

I'm tarred and feathered already!

But once next Tuesday morning is over, I am DONE DONE DONE til January 11th, when it starts all over again!

And dingbat me has once again, taken THREE classes......Has anyone seen my mind? I think it walked out on me!

If you find a strange little mind wanderin around lookin lost, it's probably mine. Would you send it home please? I might be in need of it tomorrow!

kackle any today? shudda, makes you feel all warm and fuzzy!

The weekend after Turdy Day

I didn't even get out of my pjams today. Such a lazy butt. Slept in the recliner off and on all day. Most of the dogs just snuggled with me. Not HD. Nope. She crawled on TOP of me and scooted me over. I was in HER corner, using HER armrest as my pillow. Have I ever mentioned that she is HEAVY?

I wanted to sleep late this morning. NOPE. Not happenin'. I was laying on my back. Open invitation to crawl on me. First Crystal, who weighs a total of FOUR pounds. Got my kiss and off she went.

I'm dozin'. Hands behind my head, under the pillow. UGH! "HD! WHAT are you doin'?" I open my eyes. She is LAYIN' on me. Nose under my chiny, chin, chin. Lookin' at me. "WHAT? Get off of me!" She does not move. Just looks at me. It is two hours past our usual gettin' up time. It is SEVEN oclock. DANG IT! I just wanted to sleep til 8! (Dpgs are worse than kids when it comes to sleepin' late. They don't get the message of LEAVE ME ALONE too good.)

"FINE! I'm up, you big baluga! I'll get you some food."

I stumble down the hall to the kitchen. Look at the food bowls. All FIVE of them are FULL. . Water bowls are FULL. . GGGGRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR.

I look at her. She's bouncin'. . I growl at her again. She thinks it's time to play. Dang dawg. I'm goin' to the recliner. I lay down across the recliner. I get in her spot. She SITS on me. ON my SIDE. FINE! I'll move.

I go back to bed. They all follow. And sit and look at me.

Next remodelin' project: Door for bedroom.

Hope you kackle today. Does a body good!

Happy Turkey Day to all!

To all my friends:

I wish everyone a wonderful Thanksgiving!

May there be many kackles heard around your house as all gather together!

To all that stop by here, pick up your heart and take it home, friend! I am truly blessed by each and everyone of you! Thank you for enriching my life daily!

Harlie Dam-mit! Oh how I love this dawg!

This weekend was a pretty boring weekend. Took the art test on Friday to free the weekend up for other things. Some of which got canceled. So I sat around and read a book, took in a movie (UP) with Laynee and her family. And got to figure out Harlie Dam-mit.

As you all know, Harlie is JD's basset hound. She is a little over a year old. Which means she is still a puppy. A HUGE puppy. With massive paws. And HEAVY. AND LOVES EVERYBODY!!

She thinks she is the size of Crystal, the teacup Maltese. Uh, no. Which causes problems with the other dogs. She hurts when she bounces on them. And she bounces A LOT!

Baxter does a lot of yelpin'. Scrappy gets ticked and starts growlin' and snappin'.Crystal backs Harlie Dam-mit up several feet with her snappy and witchiness. (I think SHE has a broom hidden somewhere! Miss KrAnKy Pants.)  Ladybug sits on her throne and watches and stays outta the way. Well most times. She does get down to go potty and eat. But she does not often deem the peasants worthy of her attention. Though on occasion it does happen. And Harlie Dam-mit slaps her across the room. "Harlie DAM-MIT! Stop it!"

Harlie Dam-mit then gallops full force to me and jumps. (I have wooden floors and you can hear her a comin'. Sounds like a herd of elefants comin' atcha.) I am braced. You have to be braced, because in her exuberance to please you, she will knock you on your buutt if you are not braced. I'm talkin' all four feet off the ground, front two pushin' ya full force. Then it's another: "Harlie DAM-MIT! DOWN!"

Cinnamon Stuffed French Toast

Oh today I am so wanting Stuffed French Toast like at IHOP. Only I do not want the strawberry syrup crap. I actually want blueberries in the middle but I walked right past them at the store yesterday and I am not getting dressed to go to the store. So it will be minus the blueberries.

I have googled what seems to be millions of stuffed french toast recipes, casseroles and just french toast. Even saw one made with cinnamon bread! Sounds yummy.


Most of  the recipes make stuffed french toast like a sandwich. Cream cheese spread on like mustard, then slap the other slice of bread on the cream cheese and dunk in the milk and egg mixture. Sounds easy enough.
 
So I decide to try the one that is like a sandwich, think I will sprinkle cinnamon on the cream cheese, dunk and cook.

Road runnin'

Ya know those days when you are anywhere but in your car? Mentally, I mean. You really ARE in the car but are on autopilot.

I have many days like those. Past and present.

One, when I still lived in the country, I had gone to town to get gas. No biggie. But for some reason gettin' on the On Ramp to get on the highway to get home was for me, a big deal that is. .

I come out of the station, look left to make sure no one is coming. Oh, let me mention, my oldest son is with me. SO HEAVEN FORBID WILL I EVER LIVE THIS DOWN.

I get on the service road to come home. I'm yakkin' away. (For those of you bloggin' friends, I do that a lot. Sometimes I even get told to BREATHE.) So I'm just runnin' my mouth and I realize that I have past the On Ramp MARKINGS. NOT THE ACTUAL ON RAMP, just the MARKINGS, mind you. Just the white outlines of the ramp.

I calmly JERK the car over the whole triangle of city ti-, uh, those little marker thingys that shine at night and are square, that sound like a card in the bike spokes, and get on the highway.

Of course, my oldest, is swearin' he has whiplash from the jerkin' of the car. WHATever.

We get home and he tells everyone, then and now, how I went through the grass median, jumped the curbs to finally get on the highway, all the while slingin' him around like a Raggedy Andy doll. Of course, as he is retellin' this story he is flippin' and floppin' all over like we were off roadin'. Please. I had a Mazda 626. It does NOT off road. It DOES fly. But it DIES when it FLIES.

Warm Vanilla Sugar, ah, heavenly

I love Warm Vanilla Sugar. It just smells soo wonderful. Just yummy. It's my favorite!

Word of caution though, it makes your coffee taste funny. In fact, it tastes like pretty much like rubbing alcohol if you want to know the truth. Pretty nasty. I actually spewed my coffee this morning because of this.

Bath and Bodyworks does not want you to drink their body splash. I'm sure on the bottle somewhere is a disclaimer.

So make sure you move your coffee cup before you spray yourself with cologne.

Kackle a little today. Soothes the soul.

Seasonals

I was in class the other night and we were talking about Seasonal relationships and Lifetime relationships.

I never thought about it like that before.

So here I'ma thinkin' that all those 2.75 marriages I had, were supposed to be Seasonal relationships.

Or we COULD just ignore them. I have a friend (yes, I know, what a concept! Me! having a friend!)(Well actually, I have about, oh, let's see. . 2), ANYways, that we were discussing my marriages. She came up with the idea that since they were all JackA$$es, that makes them INHUMAN. They don't count. OR we could decide by the year we were married in. Leap Year, Not Leap Year. They were all NOT Leap Year. So they don't count. Good enough for me. (But I sure do get weird looks when I say 2.75 marriages. .Which is WAAAYYY fun sometimes)

LOOK!!

Couldn't pass it up! Had to share!!

Kackled? Thought so!! Does a body good!!!

The Aliens are BAAAACK!!

They're baaaaaack! GEEEEZ!! They've been here all summer! You would think they woulda had enough of me!! I know I had enough of THEM! Gave me such a headache. Literally.

In fact, the aliens got so bad that they were causing my eyesight to blur.

I was even getting rid of alien after birth on a daily basis. It was soooooo gross!

I kept thinkin' that at some point they would stop givin' birth! BUT NO! Those little buggers kept it up for almost TWO months!! They were worse than rabbits!!

THEN the dead babies began to appear! OH MY GOSH!! There were soo many!! EVERY time I turned around there were more!

Cain't they stop dyin'? Cain't they just go AWAY???

I'm sure I heard the Mothership calling!

'Nother kacklin award

I have to award MilesPerHour over at Thunder From a Quiet Storm. He KILLS me! Today it is Full Moon! check it out!

I feel so special and so are YOU! Awards!

KrysStar at  Sleepless Nights  gave me the Shoulda Been a Stripper award!

I think it is so awesome to get awards!!

Here''s the sorta rules.

A) Post the award on your blog.


B) List 7 of your personality traits, as evidence on your blog.

1. Lunatic
2. KrAaZy
3. Whirlwind
4. Pushy
5. Bossy
6. NuTtZo
7. Silly

C) Pass the award on to other bloggers with notable personality, and be sure to let them know that they've been selected.

1. Rabbit at Redhead Dancing. I love this guy. He is  my son. Totally AWESOME. (OOPS! I linked this one wrong!)

2. Quirkyloon at Musings of a Quirkyloon. She makes me laugh! So if you need a laugh? Go for a visit, you will not be disappointed! (Again, linked wrong!)

3. Obnoxious at The Obnoxious SAHM! I look her up for laughs too! (Notice I FINALLY got the link thingy working right!)

I never get the number right to give awards so just send them to as many or few as you want!

Rabbit @ Redhead Dancing gave me his very own award!

I am to give it anyone that makes me dance! So pass it to anyone that make YOU dance!!

Nancy @ f8hasit is totally awesome! I relate to her so much! You will too!

Knucklehead @ knucklead is soo cool!

Matty @ Matty Thoughts is another great blog! He loves the Phillies and Cheerios!

And since it seems to be  award day. I think I will pass my Kacklin KaLynn award too!

Rules: NONE! Pass it (or not) to anyone that makes you KACKLE!!

FunnyRunner @ LLOL makes me Kackle!

Indigo @ IndigoWrath is another of my favorites.



Kackle a little every day! It does a body good!

The Camaro Diet

Sigh, I had my oil changed at the Chevy place today.. .

Had  2  Cams sittin' there. . sigh. .

One black with a whalelike mouth. One was red. .

Oh sooo wicked lookin'

I actually TOUCHED them...

I saw the Salesman walkin' over.

Had to wipe my mouth on my sleeve.

I was droolin' again.

Salesman asked if I would like to sit in one..

no..no..

Let's don't tempt me just yet.

Fat Girl has  to go on a diet to get a Camaro.

Fat Girl will not FALL out of a Camaro.

Fat Girl wants to GLIDE out of a Camaro.

Fat Girl wants to be chic.

Oh my. .

I goin' on a Camaro Diet.

I have 2 years to achieve the full effect.

Sigh. . Where's the cookies?



Kackle a little! Does the body good! (So does  touchin' a Camaro!)

Pet Peeve of Mine

I'm sure I will get comments back on this one. But my soap box today is Cell Phones in Cars.

People driving talking on a cell phone. It's the cell phone's fault that the driver is not paying attention. The cell phone gets blamed for every wreck and every almost wreck. WHAT CRAP!

The DRIVER is the one that is responsible. The DRIVER is the one not paying attention. The DRIVER probably doesn't pay attention when they are NOT on the cell phone.

Pictures circling the internet about a crotch rocket slammin' into a VW because the car driver was on the phone! BS! The REAL info: Sweden: crotchrocket 155 mph not 85. Driver pulled out, neither had time to avoid collision. All dead. No cell phone involved.
I have a great personal example: I was on the cell phone talkin' to my mom while on my way home after work one day. I am going the speed limit, (I know shock, shock, but REALLY I was! Honest!). I'm in the correct lane to turn. I'm watchin' traffic and see this truck comin' up on my right side. HE IS PASSIN' ME. Did you see the previous sentence where I said: I WAS GOIN' THE SPEED LIMIT? He proceeds come up beside me to HANG OUT THE WINDA, (and I"m talkin' about not just the arm pit hangin' out, but half his body, he has got to be almost STANDIN', I'm thinkin' that anytime, his belt is gonna hang on the winda! This guy musta had LOOOONG legs, that's all I can figure), ARM JUST A SWANGIN', CELL PHONE IN HAND, JUSTA YELLIN' AT ME TO GET OFF THE CELL PHONE.

Hearts. I LOVE hearts. (pic of Quilt added)

As I was putting on my jewelry this morning, I realized how much I like hearts. I mean I REALLY like hearts. And my children know it. 2 sets of earrings, 5 necklaces.

One pair of earrings the kids gave me the FIRST Christmas I was a MiMi, came from James Avery. The two tone heart studs. WoooHooo!! The other pair of earring Chel gave me for my birthday one year. They are hoops made of hearts. Had  to get  my ears pierced two more times so I can wear them all at the same time.

Then the necklaces: For mother's day, the kids gave me a heart with diamonds  all around. 'Nother one was from JD when he was about 16, just a heart on a chain. He bought it with his own money from his first job. Then Laynee got me another heart that had a Mother figure and a diamond on it. The last two I bought myself. One has seven  flat  hearts, different metals, that represent my kids and grandkids. One  is two hearts  linked.

Then one year my oldest, sent me a little red heart shaped metal basket  full of heart candles. I still have the basket.

One of THOSE days

a know THOSE days where you are on AUTO PILOT? You do things because it is so ingrained? Yesterday morning at work was one of THOSE days.

I am girl Friday at work. I think my UNofficial Title is Louis' P.I.T.A. What ever he wants/needs done, I do, and I normally give him a hard time about it too. Hence the P.I.T.A.

Officially, I do everything but pay the bills. Mondays are Payroll. NORMALLY, it is done by 9:30-10 am. Yesterday was a LITTLE different. We were bringing over a guy from the Temp service. Again, NORMALLY, it is not a big deal. NORMALLY, I have time to get the MASSIVE amount of paperwork done BEFORE payroll. NORMALLY, there is not alot of phone traffic either. (We are not a business that you just walk in off the street and buy something. We are a very specific kind of business, so it takes about two-three months from the beginning of the process to the shipping of the product.) NORMALLY, we have 3 other people up here. This week it is ME. IT IS LONELY. boohoo. (2 of the gals belong to another company that we share office space with)

Yesterday morning was NOT NORMAL.

Paintings and an Award

I am a HGTV watcher. I love Color Splash, I want to do pictures like David does. Just off the wall, spur of  the moment. Takes 1 day. Me? NOOOO! Months! I change colors. I repaint. I chunk it in the trash. Finally, if I am lucky, it goes on the wall.  Here is my last big project. Took 3 months. I have changed the brown 2 times. No,  just paint a little, and decide it is not the right color. I PAINTED THE WHOLE THING TWICE and still pick it apart. This line is not right, this depth is off. DRIVES ME NUTS!

The one below is my "spur of the moment" painting. Took 3 WEEKS! How's that for a "spur of the moment"?

No, I don't know what it is. I just like the colors. I wanted a Bromstad-like picture. WHATEVER!

 I have gone in search of some of his pictures I like. It took me about 3 hours of typing in the RIGHT words! EVEN on the HGTV site! I almost gave up. THEN IT HAPPENED! I found the one I was looking for!! WOOHOO!! Searching the web is sometimes a P.I.T.A.! I have to use my BRAIN when I search the web!! I try to let it sleep as much as possible, it hurts when it wakes up.

Need some place to unload in secret? Try Secretia's Place: Secret Story Time . I like her page so much that I have my own award I am giving her.

Hope you kackled today! It does a body good!

Drum roll please . .

Now for the Lemonade Stand Awards

I received this one from Menopausal New Mom, who has an awesome post! I totally love reading it !

This awards comes with a set of rules too:

Put the lemonade logo on your blog or within your post.
Nominate blogs with great attitude or gratitude
Link the nominees within your post
let the nominees know they have received this award by commenting on their blog
link to the person from whom you received this award

These are very awesome folks and they have great pages

f8hasit Totally awesome person. Check her out.

Airing my dirty laundry. . one sock at a time Love this lady!

David's Little Travelogues check out David's pics from where ever he has been.

Here is what I think..  I sooo love this lady

Diamonds and Toads SUCH a cool, cool, cool blog. A recent find for me, I  hope you enjoy it  too.  Especially those of you with children. She has eBooks connected to her site.

Happy Saturday to all!

Kackle today! It does a body good!! Cheers!

Touchy Feely

As you guys know, I went to the doc on Monday, remember, the Red Camaro day? My chest had been hurtin' like KRAAAzy for about 5 days. Felt kinda like brochitis but I wasn't coughin' just hurtin'. Turns out it's acid reflux. Geez, who knew it could hurt that bad..

Doc gave me some meds. Since I have been taking them, now I am sleeping really, really well. I mean REALLY well. I am not waking up 19 times in 3 hours anymore!! I pretty much sleep all night now. Before I would wake up when the dogs WALKED across the floor. Went to get a drink. I could hear them do just about anything. (I do not have carpet in my house, so EVRYTHING makes a sound. Well almost everything. Peein' on the table leg doesn't always make a sound. Well, not until I round the corner, THEN a sound erupts. .)

So I'm sleepin' like a LOG, SURROUNDED BY D. O. G. S. FIVE to be exact. Two are curled next to me on my front side, one is at my shoulders in the back, one is on her QUEEN pillow and Harlie is at the foot of the bed.

I am awakened by something TOUCHING MY LEG. This something is barely touching me but it is TOUCHING me. I come instantly awake! I account for all dogs. WHAT IS IN MY BED???

I DARE NOT MOVE A MUSCLE. I'M SOOO SCARED.

I AM BARELY BREATHING!! OH! MY! GOSH! IT REALLY IS THERE! IT'S TOUCHING ME AGAIN!!! I WANT TO SCREAM, JUMP OUT OF BED, RUN, ANYTHING!! BUT. . I AM BRAVE. .

I slowly, very slowly reach down to feel what is touching me.


Harlie moves her paw one more time.

SHE HAS CRAWLED UNDER THE COVERS AND IS LAYING NEXT TO MY LEGS.

I'm tellin' ya, I almost wet the bed I was so scared.

Hope you kackled today.

Blog awards #B (part of the first one)

This is part B of the Blog Award I received from MENOPAUSAL NEW MOM! She made my day yesterday! So I am passing along to some more blogs I love:

Pearl, Why you little...

Olive Juice

How to become a Cat Lady. ..without the cats

Sassy Britches

Sex and the Suburbs

The Pregnant Housewife

The Road to Here

Thunder from a Quiet Storm

The World According to the Donut Girl

A View from the Edge

There are more that I really really like but now I've got to  go find these folks and the Phillies REALLY REALLY need to me right now! Bottom of the 7th  and we are behind.

All  of  you are soo wonderful! I have had such fun reading all of your pages!

YOU made me kackle today!!

Hugs to all!!

AWARDS #2!!!

Ya know, I'm thinking I could be doin' these awards for the next THREE weeks!! I go scrolling through the ones I read and think: OOH!! This one needs an award!! OOH!! Here's another one!! And since MENOPAUSAL NEW MOM awarded me with THREE!! OH MAN OH MAN!! I could go on Forever!!
So here is another batch.

The Honest Scrap Award comes with some rules too. In order to accept it you must list 10 honest things about yourself and then pass the award along to seven other bloggers.

Ten things about me. hmmmmm. .

1. I am the mother of 5 kids. 2 boys, oldest 33, youngest 23. 3 girls, oldest would be 31, middle 26, youngest, 25.
2. I am the MiMi of 4 grands. 2 by blood, twin boys from my middle daughter, 1 girl by marriage from youngest daughter and 1 girl from a young man that I "adopted' many years ago.
3. I have 4 of those 'adopted' boys. Ranging in age from 22 to 28. One is in Iraq, one is a papa, one is roaming the country and one is working nights so I don't see him much at all. All of good friends of my youngest.
4. I love animals. Dogs, cats, horses, cows, rabbits, all animals. Weeeeell, not snakes, rats or mice.
5. Music. I love country music. 'Specially Trace Adkins. OHHH YUMMMMMY! Someone had me a napkin! I like classical, oldies, listening to bluegrass a little more. Working on having a variety of music in my house.
6. I draw sometimes dabble in paints. Maybe I"ll post some one day.
7. I love to read books. Murder mystery, romance, but not ewwwy ones, funny books, etc.
8. I have a temper. Flashes pretty good, pretty fast. Working on not letting me take control.
9. I am a 53 year old college student that totally loves going to school.
10. I love to make people laugh. I never ever want to make someone feel bad because of something I have said or done. I am working on making everyone around me feel better which is the reason for this blog. Lookign for the good. Though this morning I totally missed the mark. I apologize.

Now I have to look for 7 writers that I want to send this to. Hmmm. Here I go a thinkin' . .

Pearl, why you little. .

Olive Juice

How to become a cat lady. . .without the cats

Sassy Britches

Sex and the Suburbs

The Pregnant Housewife who I found through her Not so Glamorous Housewife page

The Road to Here
I love all of these and so many more! I feel like I have new friends!

Hugs!!

My heart hurts today.

Today, I am a whiner, a crybaby and my heart hurts. No kacklin today.

In case you didn't know, I went back to college, for reals, not just a class or two, last January (1/2008). I had raised my kids and had helped my oldest daughter, Chere, with her boys, twins, Marshal and Gabriel, almost 9, through the summer of '07 as she worked nights for the last three years. I took a little ceramics class that got me hooked. So I decided to take classes and get my Accounting degree. (I've been doing bookkeeping stuff since I was a teen. My parents had their own business and Mom taught me how to do accounting then.)

I have made all A's except 2 B's. 3 classes of Algebra didn't count because they were remedial (since I graduated in '74, I was rusty.)So finally this semester I qualified for enough time and grade point average to be invited to join Phi Theta Kappa, The Honor Society of Two year colleges. It was soo cool! I wasn't an Honor Student in HS, except, for maybe in partying. (I honestly could out drink most anyone there. What a feat, right?) I was the rebel that thumbed my nose at my parents. I was nice to everyone else. Well, except maybe Baby Bro. Now Baby Bro is 6-2 and towers over me. (I HAVE to be nice to him now..Or he will take me for a ride in his car. .SCARY!)

So anyways, last night was induction into this Fraternity. I invited a total of 7 people. 5 of which was family. No one came. NOT ONE. My youngest daughter called as I was on the way home. She had already told me she wouldn't be coming but I was hoping anyway. My youngest son was even off yesterday. But no, he didn't come either. My oldest son lives in another town so he couldn't come. My middle daughter wishes me dead. So today, I am crying. My heart hurts. Tomorrow, I will be better but today, not so much.

Hugs to all,

AWARDS! I LOVE AWARDS!!! WOO HOO!!!

MENOPAUSAL NEW MOM HAS MADE MY DAY!!! She has awarded me the following award:

I am soo TOTALLY PSYCHED!! She made me CRY for Pete's Sake!!  Now I am to pass this along to  others. Wow! this is going to be soo hard! I've read so many good ones!  This may come in spurts since I'm trying to do this and work (I have to have the money, sucks, I know) and go to school (this semester it's 3 classes along with 40 hours of WORK) and figure out what to draw for a friends book of poetry she wants to publish.

f8hasit
Airing My Dirty Laundry, one sock at a time.
An Officer and a Garbage Can
Vodkamom
Lets have a Cocktail
Knucklehead
Here's What I think. .

These are the first blogs I have EVER read in my entire 53 years! They made me laugh! Thanks so much! YOU gave me the courage to write more!

The traditional rules are:

*post this award on your blog together with the name of the person who has granted the award and his/her blog link.

*Pass the award on to other blogs that you have recently discovered and think are great. Remember to contact those bloggers you have awarded to let them know they have been chosen to receive the award.

Droolin', Droolin', Droolin', RedCam

Move 'em on, head 'em up,

Head 'em up, move 'em out,

Move 'em on, head 'em out Redcam!

Set 'em out, ride 'em in

Ride 'em in, let 'em out,

Cut 'em out, ride 'em in RedCam!

Droolin', droolin', droolin'

droolin', droolin', droolin'

droolin', droolin', droolin'

droolin', droolin', droolin' RedCam!

Almost had a wreck on the way to the doctor today when I saw one of these beauts! Literally I drifted into the other lane, making a turn.

I'm soo in bad shape when I don't drool over men anymore, I drool over cars. A Red 2010 Chevy Camero to be exact. OHHHH!! YUMMY!!! I want one in my drive way. A 6 speed manual transmission. yes!  Yes!!  YES!!!

Hope you kackled today.