It's Saturday night and I don't have a date.

 

We went to Scarborough's for lunch and hung around home because it is snowing and cold.  Yes Skip I said snowing.

 

Other than that - there is not much going on.  Boring!

 

I hope all of your weekend is bette than mine. 

 

Deb

The Mole Family
-- A mama mole, a papa mole, and a baby mole all live in a little mole hole.

 

One day the papa mole sticks his head out of the hole, sniffs the air and says," Yum! I smell maple syrup!"

 
The mama mole sticks her head out of the hole, sniffs the air and says "Yum! I smell honey!"

 

The baby mole tries to stick his head out of the hole to sniff the air, but can't because the bigger moles are in the way so he says, "Geez, all I can smell is....
 

Are you ready for this?

 

Are you sure you're ready?
You may never forgive me for this one...

MOLASSES!

 

Have a great weekend everyone!   

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

It is sooo cold out.  Wouldn't you know it that Kevin has to change my rotor and brake pads this weekend.  Poor guy...he's a trooper.

 

Yes, I definately belong somewhere warm.  Just the though of going out into the cold makes me depressed.

 

That's it - Just wanted to say hello!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

George Carlin's Views on Aging

Do you realize that the only time in our lives when we like to get old is when we're kids? If you're less than 10 years old, you're so excited about aging that you think in fractions.

"How old are you?" "I'm four and a half!" You're never thirty-six and a half. You're four and a half, going on five! That's the key.

You get into your teens, now they can't hold you back. You jump to the next number, or even a few ahead.

"How old are you?" "I'm gonna be 16!" You could be 13, but hey, you're gonna be 16! And then the greatest day of your life . . . you become 21.  Even the words sound like a ceremony...YOU BECOME 21. YESSSS!!!

But then you turn 30. Oooohh, what happened there? Makes you sound like bad milk! He TURNED; we had to throw him out.  There's no fun now, you're just a sour-dumpling. What's wrong? What's changed?

You BECOME 21, you TURN 30, then you're PUSHING 40. Whoa!  Put on the brakes, it's all slipping away. Before you know it, you REACH 50 and your dreams are gone.

But wait!!! You MAKE it to 60. You didn't think you would!

So you BECOME 21, TURN 30, PUSH 40, REACH 50 and MAKE it to 60. You've built up so much speed that you HIT 70! After that it's a day-by-day thing; you HIT Wednesday!

You get into your 80s and every day is a complete cycle; you HIT lunch; you TURN 4:30; you REACH bedtime. And it doesn't end there. Into the 90s, you start going backwards; "I Was JUST 92."

Then a strange thing happens. If you make it over 100, you become a little kid again. "I'm 100 and a half!" May you all make it to a healthy 100 and a half!!

 

 

I found a cute game while surfing around yesterday.  Go here if you want to give it a try.  It told me my best dating time would be in the 1890's.  LOL!  Guess I'm just not a modern day girl.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Good Morning!

 

I'm up early once again.  Coffee is hot, paper is boring so I decided to come here, drink my coffee and chat with you all.  That's perfect because I value my alone time in the morning.  If anyone else gets up early and tries to talk to me or invade my space, I get a little crabby. This way, no one can talk to me, yet I can let my thoughts wander as I usually do when waking up.  The only bad part is that I have to move my fingers.  Oh well, I'll call it my morning exercise.

 

Sorry I didn't get around yesterday or update my space.   Our network and internet went down at work so I had to actually clean my office for something to do.  Oh well, at least my files got cleaned out.  Couldn't do any of the other work because our accounting program is on the network and was down also.  I never realized I have hardly any games on the computer without going to the internet.  I was stuck playing Minesweeper for an hour.

 

There really isn't much planned for this weekend.  A haircut is in order this morning though as Nikki took a few pictures of Eric and I (no way am I posting them) and I saw what my hair really looks like. Why do mirrors lie so much? I usually wear my hair very, very short. I decided to grow it and see how it looks because I got this great shampoo and thought it would help my coarse curly hair. I had visions of smooth straight hair at least to my shoulders.    Humph! The heck with that after seeing those pictures.  It looks like a short haystack, where some of the hay is turning grey.  I guess the shampoo doesn't cover the grey.  What was I thinking?

 

Sunday is a family dinner with my nephew Kurt and his family and my son Kevin and his family (which includes my sweetie grandaughter Kaelynn.  Also Nikki, Daniel and Eric.  OMG!  I have some major cooking to do, don't I?   I'll sure have some pictues then. That is after I run back to work this morning and get my forgotten camera. 

 

We are supposed to get snow this weekend also.  I really can't complain because we have had such a mild winter, but I HATE COLD AND SNOW! 

 

Well - I'm off to do a little visiting before I start the day. It's not quite daylight yet so I still have some quiet time left. 

 

Have a great weekend everyone!

Whew!  It's almost Friday again.  The week sure did go fast for me.

 There isn't anything new to report today.  We had a quiet night last night.  I made Shepherd's Pie for dinner (which I'm having for lunch right now), and we just settled in for some tv and my playtime with Eric.  Of course I forgot my camera at work again, so no pictures.

 I was doing some reading and came across something I hadn't read for awhile.  It fit my mood lately.  Then again I've always loved to read Henri Nouwen and Bread for the Journey is a particularly good book. 

 I love the following, as I am not one to be known for my patience and I am forever worrying about what comes next, where I'm going, what's going to happen at such and such a time.  Yes, planning is great, but I need to heed Henri's words.  What do you think?

 Often we want to be able to see into the future.  We say, 'How will next year be for me?   Where will I be five or 10 years from now?'   There are no answers to these questions.  Mostly we have just enough light to see the next step - what we have to do in the coming hour or the following day.  The art of living is to enjoy what we can see and not complain about what remains in the dark. When we are able to take the next step with the trust that we will have enough light for the step that follows, we can walk through life with joy and be surprised at how far we go. Let's rejoice in the little light we carry and not ask for the great beam that would take all our shadows away.  -  Henri Nouwen in Bread for the Journey

 I'm off to visit for awhile, between work and maybe play a little on MSN Messenger.  So -- bye till tomorrow or the next day!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Then an old Jewish scholar stood up in the back of the room and said,
"Idiots, Hebrew is read from right to left......
It says: 'Holy Mackerel, Dig The Ass On That Chick'

 

 Good morning everyone.  Soggy, Soggy Friday morning!  BUT, who cares, it is Friday after all. 

 

I want to thank my friend JAMI for pulling her bloggers together for prayers for Kevin's Surgery this coming Tuesday.  Go visit and say hello - she loves visitors.

Also another friend SKIP, who claims to be a Red Headed Squinty-Eyed Sex Trojan god-man.  LOL!  Go find out what that is.  He needs us to keep him occupied at work.

 

So did anyone notice the subtle change MSN made one again.  I went on my guest book to see if anyone said hello, and instead of having to hit NEXT 25 times (yes I'm slightly exagerating) to see the latest message, they had flipped them again and the most recent was first.  They did it with the comments also, so it took me a mintute to figure out what end was "up" so to speak.

 

Well Kevin went out last night to change the brake pads and rotors on Charlie's car, but couldn't get the caliper back on, so he will be out there again tonight (hopefully with the help of a friend) to get that back.  And of course, as it turns out, my car needs brake pads also, so Saturday that will get done.  I'll tell ya when it rains, it pours.  This coming directly after Kevin's broken window on the Eexplorer, and the fact that his driver side window won't go down (he thinks it's off the track).  GRRRRRRRRRRR...I think I'll buy us all bicycles and we can pedal our butts around. 

 

Anyway, that is mostly what our weekend consists of.  Making sure things get done before Kevin's surgery because he will only have one arm after Tuesday.

 

 

 

Good morning everyone.  Sorry I haven't been here lately.  Life interferes with my time on here more often lately.  So does my darn job.  LOL!

 

I've been online for awhile this morning trying to buy a new chip for my VERY outdated postal scale.  I finally concluded we did need a new one as I don't think they make the update chip any longer.   Ha…I bought a new one for the price I would have spent for the old chip.  I used the Office Supply Reward Coupons.  (*patting myself on the back..). 

 

Although it is still cold here, we are having an unusually mild winter.  I hope I  haven't jinxed it by saying that.  I should just keep my mouth closed.

 

I was browsing MSN's home page and it I can't figure out why they have to take something so fun and positive and find a stupid negative about it:

 

Super Bowl host is America’s poorest big city

 

Sports spectacle’s lavish trappings sit uneasily atop decades of decline in Detroit.

 

Before the Super Bowl kickoff this weekend, private planes will land here, limousines will clog the streets and lavish parties will be thrown for those with famous names or lots of money.  The kitchens of Ford Field will be stocked with two tons of lobster.  Much of the rest of Detroit, though, is a landscape dotted with burned-out buildings, where liquor stores abound but supermarkets are hard to come by, and where drugs, violence and unemployment are everyday realities.

 

Check it out on the MSN page.  Now I ask you, how do "they" (whoever "they" are) determine that Detroit is the poorest city?  *sigh - I really get tired of negativity in the news.  It really bothers me.  Can't we just enjoy the Superbowl?  It's not about a city - it's about football. 

 

And I still cannot figure out what Cindy Sheehan thinks she's accomplishing?  And what does Saddam Hussein think he's accomplishing by boycotting his own trial? 

 

Ok - enough out of me about all that.  I probably don't know enough about politics, etc. to talk intelligently about them, or to defend my opinion on them.  I guess I'm seeing just the surface things.

 

Well, we found out that Kevin has to have surgery on his arm.  They will put a plate in it to help the bones grow together better.  The surgery is on February 7th.  That means he will be out of work for awhile. 

 

Otherwise things are relatively quiet as they usually are at this time of the year.  With that note, I'll sign off and do some visiting to see what I've been missing.