Well…. here it is…. this is what I built my mom for her birthday….
I won’t tell you which two Santas I painted or which two Presentstorm painted….
I just reloaded my PC- Lost everything and I’m trying to get things back how I like them. I hate doing this…. What a pain in the ass.
For the woman who’s always been there for me…
For the woman who stepped up and was both mom and dad thru so much…
For the woman who took me to wrestling matches in the rain…
For the woman who did my makeup and made sure my dress fit right…
For the woman who took me to my first concert…
For the woman who raised me the best she could under extraordinary circumstances…
For the woman I am proud to call Mom…
Thank you…
It may not always seem like it but I do appreciate all the things you have done for me…
Happy birthday Mom!
Now everybody run over and wish Mitey Mite a happy birthday!
I got on yesterday… I loaded some pictures onto the PC… I e-mailed a few, I posted a few to my blog… then I went to Blog Explosion…. I joined a battle, hit the blog rocket, and checked my renter… Then I decided to surf around a bit when suddenly my computer froze… I sat hoping it would come back, then I turned it off…. When it came back on I got nothing… it tells me to boot normally, to boot the last known good config, safe mode… anything…. No go. I am dead in the water… shit shit shit… So now everything that’s on there is lost… I’m gonna have to reload XP and start over…
All my pictures… (at least all since mid September, I burned the rest) all my music… All my nifty little things I had gathered… Gone- just like that…. I hate it when that happens!
Anyway… On a brighter note… I am currently renting space on a few blogs… one of them is Wendy Wings… WOW! She is sending me all kinds of traffic! Thanks Wendy! Even though her blog blows I appreciate the visitors! I only wish I could send my renter as many as she has sent me…. If you get a chance, look to the right and go visit 3rd Times A Charm…
Oh yeah… one last thing… I took little Gizmo to get his nuts chopped off today… poor puppy… I hate when that happens too.
I finally finished painting the yard decoration…. Here it is placed in the front for all to see:
Hmmmm… wonder what’s happening in the garage now….
OK… I better make this quick before I get all freaked out and pass out or something…. I took some Nyquil a bit ago and it’s starting to kick in…. Anyway…. I hope everybody had a good turkey day… We did… Ate a buch, saw the family, etc…
I’m still not smoking…. Crazy, eh?
Ummmmm….. I have a new renter… Everybody go visit 3rd times A Charm and tell her guppy sent you by….
ZZZZZZZZZZzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz….. Huh? Wha? oh yeah… I was typing…. I forget what I was typing, but i know it had something to do with something or other…. Wow… The Nyquil hits fast…. it’s been long since I bothered with it, I almost forgot…. I hate being sick! If I could lose the cough, I’d be ok….
Anyway…. I think I’ll go curl up somewhere and sleep.//.. Take care everybody!
You can get anything you want at Alice’s Restaurant
You can get anything you want at Alice’s Restaurant
Walk right in it’s around the back
Just a half a mile from the railroad track
You can get anything you want at Alice’s Restaurant
Ok…. It’s Thanksgiving….
Time to get together with the family…
Time to eat more turkey than you thought possible…
Time to watch the Cowboys…
Time to start thinking seriously about Christmas…
Time to thank God for all the blessings he has given us…
Time to freak out because I have not smoked today…
I have been semi-sick for the last two weeks…. I wake up coughing and have nasty sinus drainage rolling down my throat, and it doesn’t get much better as the day goes on… So what is the first thing i do in the morning? I go outside and smoke. What kind of idiot goes and makes himself feel even worse in the morning and all day long while he’s sick? What kind of idiot does it take to be hacking up a lung between drags off a cigarette?
So this morning, I bought my last pack of cigarettes. Tomorrow morning, I will wake up and not smoke. I quit. I’m sure I will be just a friendly bundle of joy around the family during Thanksgiving dinner, but they’ll just have to deal with it. I’m sick of making myself feel like shit. I’m sick of spending the money on such useless crap. I’m sick of my wife not wanting to come near me because I smell like an ashtray.
So today I am thanking God for taking away my desire to smoke. I will succeed this time. Today is my last day as a smoker.
Ok… I’ve typed enough…. time for a smoke break…..
***Note- I just noticed that my guinea pigs have been online a few times this month…. They must be sneaking out while I’m at work…***
I received this in an e-mail earlier and it is highly disturbing…. I guess after awhile you don’t notice the plight others are in…..
We just spent several hours observing teenagers hanging out at our local mall. We came to the conclusion many teenagers in America today are living in poverty. Most young men We observed didn’t even own a belt; there was not one among the whole group.
But that wasn’t the sad part. Many were wearing their daddy’s jeans. Some jeans were so big and baggy they hung low on their hips, exposing their underwear. I know some must have been ashamed their daddy was short, because his jeans hardly went below their knees. They weren’t even their daddies’ good jeans, for most had holes ripped in the knees and a dirty look to them.
It grieved us, in a modern, affluent society like America, there are those who can’t afford a decent pair of jeans. I was thinking about asking my church to start a jeans drive for “poor kids at the mall.” Then on Christmas Eve, we could go Christmas caroling and distribute jeans to these poor teenagers.
But here is the saddest part…it was the girls they were hanging out with that disturbed us most. Never, in all of our lives, have we seen such poverty-stricken girls. These girls had the opposite problem of the guys. They all had to wear their little sister’s clothes. Their jeans were about 5 sizes too small! I don’t know how they could get them on, let alone button them up. Their jeans barely went over their hipbones. Most also had on their little sister’s top; it hardly covered their midsections. Oh, they were trying to hold their heads up with pride, but it was a sad sight to see these almost grown women wearing children’s clothes.
However, it was their underwear that bothered us most. They, like the boys, because of the improper fitting of their clothes, they had their underwear exposed. We had never seen anything like it. It looked like their underwear was only held together by a single piece of string.
We know it saddens your heart to receive this report on condition of our American teenagers. While we go to bed every night with a closets full of clothes nearby, there are millions of “mall girls” who barely have enough material to keep it together. We think their “poorness” is why these 2 groups gather at the mall; boys with their short daddies’ ripped jeans, and girls wearing their younger sisters’ clothes. The mall is one place where they can find acceptance. So, next time you are at the mall, doing your shopping , and you pass by some of these poor teenagers, would you say a prayer for them?
And one more thing .
Will you pray the guys’ pants won’t fall down,
and the girls’ strings won’t break?
We thank you all,
How about a few links today? Here are just a few things I ran across that I felt the need to share with you… enjoy!
I know longer feel like I am obssessed with the computer…. This is real obsession!
Ok…. The cat, I understand… Everybody at some point finds it fascinating…. But the person who filmed it… I really wonder about!
I want to set up my Christmas lights like this guy did!
OK… What is sadder, the fact that people post stuff like this of themselves, or that I’ll sit and watch the whole thing hoping that something happens to make it better?
I turned on the radio this morning and they are playing Christmas carols already!!! WOW!! Wasn’t it just July? Time is flying….
Anyway… since it’s getting close to that time… let’s try to figure out what Christmas Carols these are talking about….
1. Quadruped with crimson proboscis
2. 5 p.m. to 6 a.m. without noise
3. Miniscule hamlet in the far east
4. Ancient benevolent despot
5. Adorn the vestibule
6. Exuberance directed to the planet
7. Listen, aerial spirits harmonizing
8. Monarchial trio
9. Yonder in the haystack
10. Assemble, everyone who believes
11. Hallowed post meridian
12. Fantasies of a colorless December 25th
13. Tin tintinnabulums
14. A dozen 24-hour Yule periods
15. Befell during the transparent bewitching hour
16. Homo sapien of crystallized vapor
17. I merely desire a pair of incisors
18. I spied my maternal parent osculating a fat man in red
19. Perambulating through a December solstice fantasy
20. Aloft on the acme of the abode
