One of these days...

I'm going to wake up in a good mood again, I just know it. I don't know when it will happen - you can't force these kind of things you know - but I have every confidence that I can do it. Go Me Go!

Seriously, I don't know if it is the winter that would never end, or all these changes in my life or just the bad drivers and stupid parkers that I encounter on a daily basis - maybe all of the above! Anyway, I guess it is fair to say that lately I have had a BAD attitude and even I'm getting sick of myself. It's time to shape up. It's time to start looking for the pot of gold at the end of the rainbow. It's time for change! Although did I just say you can't force these things - well maybe you can a little bit (hey, I'm a woman, I'm entitled to change my mind!) So tomorrow - tomorrow I'm taking a walk on the sunny side of the street. I'm putting on my rose colored glasses and my happy face. Because really, if I'm brave enough to put 15 cliches in one post I can do something simple like put my best foot forward and face the world with a smile. :-)

So there you have it - the weather report (winter, winter, snow and winter) the attitude update (poor) and the action plan (smiles everyone smiles). I'll get back to you later this week to let you know how it all turns out.

That's it - I'm out...

I know it's Friday...

but I'm still feeling a little annoyed and do you want to know why? McDonald's - it is because of McDonald's and it has nothing to do with the fact that their french fries don't taste good anymore (has anyone else noticed this????). No my issue with McDonald's is one of their radio ads. It's the one where some chick is telling her boyfriend or husband or significant other about all the great girlie plans she has for the day and he is agreeing with her and can't wait to get started. WELL while listing her inane itinerary she says "and then we will go to my grandma's and she is going to teach us how to KNIT a QUILT". Ummmm McDonald's advertising people you might want to consult with someone, anyone who knows something about knitting or quilting because obviously you know nothing about either activity. A quilt is NOT knitted. I'm not a quilter so I don't know the entire myriad of terms associated with MAKING a quilt but I do know that knitting is not one of them. Maybe piecing, maybe quilting, maybe sewing, but NOT knitting. And when you knit a warm, rectangular item the size of a bed it is NOT called a quilt it is called an AFGHAN. Duh! Anyway, it may sound trivial but I hear this dang commercial EVERY MORNING and it is more irritating than Sheryl Crowe trying to have fun on a Monday. Seriously!

Oh and while I'm on my soap box... :-) There is a local commentary writer in our newspaper who writes an article which is published a couple of times a week. Generally I find him annoying and a bit of a hot air blow hard (did I mention I'm feeling a little bloated and irritable today) but the other day he really irritated me. He was criticizing people who write like they talk. People who use CAPITAL letters and exclamation points as if they were actually communicating with PEOPLE! WOW!!!! I can't imagine wanting to write like I talk. I mean really why would I want to be an interesting, intriguing and/or entertaining (really pick your own adjective - they all work for me :-) writer when I could be dry, dull-witted, opionated newspaper journalist who reads like a textbook? I mean really the choice is obvious - but you know to each his own - AND if you like dry, dull-witted, opinionated newspaper journalists I've got a guy for you...



That's it. It's all I've got. I know I know WAH WAH WAH, it was all about the whining today :-)



TTFN...

I may never dance again...

at least not with the newest Dancing with the Stars - "stars". Have you seen their line-up of new dancers? Ummmm, can I just say - YUCK! I'm not sure there is anything about all those two left feet that can entice me to watch. Okay,I know what you're thinking so really who am I kidding, I'll watch the first show and maybe the second but I'm just saying, as of today, in view of the line-up, my heart is not in it this time. I've lost the beat... BUT all is not forsaken, I saw a commercial last night previewing Oprah and her show hosting some of the best-loved couples from DWTS. It must be a slow week in O-World. Of course I didn't catch the date because that is just the kind of little detail I tend to overlook :-O Sometimes I'm surprised I know how to boil water considering all the improvising and guessing I do in my life! Someone asked me once if I have ever entered any scrapbooking contests and my answer is "no - have you seen all the RULES involved with those things" too overwhelming for this crabby chick :-)

Okay that's it. I'm out :-)

TTFN...

NO Walmart...

IIIII'mmmmmmmmmmmm Baaaaaaaa-aaaaaaaaaaaaaccccccccccccckkkkkkkkkkkkkkk!!!!!!!
Okay I'm done with that - there is a very fine line between quirky and annoying :-)

I've been sick - AGAIN. The kind of sick that is making me scared and thinking I might have to go to the doctor. Tomorrow is the deadline - keep your fingers crossed I am feeling like a brand new woman tomorrow.

So during the course of being sick I started thinking about the HotY's requirements for a new wife, they are really very few:

1. Someone who will love my children unconditionally as if they were their own
2. Someone who will not, under any circumstances, outfit themselves or my children in clothing from Walmart.

Really, that's it, the two big requirements. And yes, I know, I know, there are some out there that may take offense to my Walmart remark and I'm sorry. I'm not trying to be snotty, I'm just saying that there is no way I would be able to rest in peace if I thought my children were going to spend the rest of their formative years outfitted in Faded Glory!

I'm going to bed soon. If I can avoid the doctor tomorrow I'll do it!

TTFN!

Oh and as for my requirements for a replacement for the HotY - well I don't think I have to worry about the Walmart thing with Rob (Lowe) or My Marvelous Mario around :-)

SNOW-SNOW-AND MORE SNOW...

Yes, it's true. Not only do we have more snow but I'm talking about the weather again. I mean how can I help myself. We haven't had this much snow in ten years (fine I don't know if it has really been ten years but it seems that way). The only good thing I can say is maybe my perennials are getting enough insultion this year and I won't have to replace anything! I can't wait to start seeing those little plants sticking their heads out of the soil. For some reason seeing the lilies starting to poke through gets me really excited - maybe it is because I can indentify those from the weeds :-) Anyway, once the weather starts getting warmer and the plants start popping I have to go check every day to see what is new and growing. It's the simple things - really! I think I'll let the kids have a little spot of the garden for themselves this year. They'll love it and what's a little more laundry?

So this is it for today - short - short and sweet - but at least I'm here!

Have a fabulous day!

TTFN...

What would you do???

I hate indecision. Really. But some days I am the most indecisive person I know. For me it isn't about not really knowing what I want but more about agonizing over my choice. Is it the right choice? Is it the best choice? What if I make the wrong choice and never have the opportunity to change my mind? These are the things that prevent me from making a decision (or maybe the better phrase is - these are the things that prevent me from voicing my decision - because really, if you know me, you know I am a pretty decisive person).

So I just don't know what decision to make about this blog. I truly feel like I'm losing steam. Like I just keep rehashing the same stories over and over again and as I've mentioned before I HATE to think I might be boring :-) But if I say "I'm done", "I quit", "I'm not blogging anymore". I might regret the decision because if I had to make a choice between writing or creating, writing is really my first love - I think :-) But as I said before when I get immersed in the whole creating thing I seem to lose the impetus to write - as much as I love it, the writing, it loses out. So what to do? I'm not going to stop creating because frankly I really do love that too and my little signs seem to be a small success (I'll blog about that tomorrow). Oh My Gosh - did you hear that - I said I'd blog about that tomorrow. Well I guess the decision has been made - at least for today. The blogging will continue but I am not sure how the whole thing is going to shake out. Bear with me while I try to make a decision. Maybe I will be able to find some balance in all of this. I hope so...

TTFN!

And another one bites the dust...

So I bet you are wondering what THAT is all about :-) - let me tell you! If there is one huge design flaw in our home it is the fact that whomever built the place put the medicine cabinet directly over the toilet in the main upstairs bathroom. Yes, DIRECTLY.OVER.THE.TOILET. Who does something like that? Just think of all the times something has fallen out of your medicine cabinet. Now just think about what would happen if that medicine cabinet was located directly over your toilet - see that's what I'm saying...

I can't tell you the number of things that have made their way to a watery grave. Ibuprofin is probably the number one leader but it is not alone. There have been other medications, fingernail polish, deoderant, emery boards, make-up remover and even a favorite earring (that hurt). Of course once it hits the "bullseye" it is trash. No salvage possible. Seriously. And frankly I'm getting darn tired of it all. Every day I just think - WHO WOULD DO THIS???? Who would put a medicine cabinet HERE? What WERE they thinking? Oh not to mention I don't really like the looks of it either. Inconvenient and unattractive (and NO that is not the story of my life :-))

I've considered having the HOTY remove it but I just don't know what we might find. An unfinished wall? A huge gaping hole? Buried treasure? And then the true dilema is where would a new medicine cabinet go? Or do we even need a medicine cabinet? I mean we have a linen closet. Such a puzzle :-) I think I need to go, I have problems to ponder...

TTFN

Oh, and this morning, it was my emery board. That's the item that met it's demise in the great white hole underneath the medicine cabinet. My fingernails are looking a little ragged already.