The Block. No, that's not code for constipation, thanks for asking.

It's hitting.  The Block.  Do you know what I mean?  Not the lack of movements, ifyouknowwhatImean.  I mean....(duh duh dummmm) Writer's Block. 

I could be all professionalish and just ignore it.  I could plow right through.  I could pull something witty and interesting from the bowels of the youtubes. 

But I shan't today.

Nay. 

Today I shall just post something I've posted before.  No, it's not the video of "Party in the USA".  You can quit rolling your eyeballs.  Besides, I've already posted that like, idk, 47 times already.  Don't even act like you don't get excited when it's on the radios.

So.  For you, my friends.  Especially those who suffer from The Block. 

**********************

I need a Cure.


“OK, Kearsie, what seems to be the problem?”



“Well, Doctor, it’s my writing. Every time I sit down to write, I freeze.”


“Hmm. Have you tried wearing gloves? I hear Isotoners work wonders.”


“Erm, no. Not that kind of freeze. I mean, I can’t write anything.”


“Sounds like a clear case of illiteracy. There are programs at the local school that can cure that in a few months, if you’ll dedicate yourself to hard work and--”


“No, that’s not what I mean either! Sigh. What I mean is, I don’t know what to write or how to write-er, no, scratch that last part. I know how to write just fine.”


“So, you mean you don’t know what to write. Do you write…words?”


“Are you kidding me? Of course I write words. I write lots of words. Some big words, some small words, silly words like discombobulate or vaginal or--”


“Kearsie, I don’t understand. You say you can’t write but it seems that indeed, you can.”


“Well, what I mean is, I can’t write anything…funny.”


“I see. Hold out your arm, please.”


“Like this?”


“Yes. Now, bend it to a 38 degree angle. No no, that’s 57 degrees. Bend it just a little more.”


“Ok, like this?”


“Yes, let me just take a look. Mm hmm, mm hmm. I see the problem. It’s a sprain on your funny bone. It happens all the time. I suggest you read two of these and call me in the morning if you’re not better.”


“Ok, that sounds easy enough. Thanks, Doc…Well, can I take off this paper dress?”


“Erm, that’s not an examination gown. It’s a wad of paper towels I used to wipe up my spilled coffee.”

Monday is a royal pain

Ughhhhh. Push the snooze button for me, kthanks.

- Things the Queen would never say

Keyboard Confessions - the hairy edition

Every week I sit down and confess some things.  Mostly it's just an excuse to write a list.

1.  Remember my rock star nails?  Still flaky.  I feel 15 again.

2.  Guess what?  It's Friday.  And you know what Friday is all about?  Other than paychecks (woot woot!  Give it up for paychecks!)?  It's all about this:

3.  So, for my spinnerless friend, here is my selection for this week's Get Your Freak On.  *cue 80's mullet and air guitar*

4.  Also, have you ever heard the lyrics to this? 

"Motorin, what's your price for flight in finding Mr. Right? You'll be allright tonight..."

5.  I'm pretty sure Night Ranger was just finding a bunch of rhyming words for flight.  It makes for a nice respite.  I shan't pick on them in spite.  But that hair is like Superman's Kryptonite. 

6.  Also, I think the hole in the ozone layer is from fumes of all those perms.  But, it could've been worse.  I could've chosen an REO Speedwagon song.  The poor 80's.  A decade of bad hair choices. 

7.  Also, I have no room to talk.  See Exhibit A:

No.room.to.talk.

8.  Oh yes, and these Exhibits B-D.

 Exhibit B:  What I call the Oglive Home Perm Disaster of '89

Exhibit C: Where I am apparently scared of school and do not know how to use hair product

Exhibit D: Where I've given up and look like a crackhead. 

 9.  No, I didn't have many boyfriends in high school.  Thanks for asking.

10.  Ahem.

11.  Also, anyone else just waiting to get the flu from this crazy weather? 

12.  Also, I still don't own a Snuggie.

13.  Guess what?  After years of farm life, we finally have INNERNETS AT HOME!! 

14.  Most of you are like, big whoop.  It is indeed a big whoop!  It's like the invention of water!  It's like the first time a light switch was used!  It's like that time I knitted my Edward doll a scarf!  It took forever for us to get the innernets!! 

15.  Also, now I'll never get anything done. 

16.  Ok, LOST fans, shall we prepare our letters of disgust now?  Because not many of my questions are being answered. 

17.  It's crack.  It's TV crack. 

18.  I've decided my Weird Black Glove Incident is reminiscent of that movie Serendipity.  Please, somebody find me my John Cusack Matching Glove.  Or a five dollar bill.  Or the book Love in the Time of Cholera.  This could be kind of exciting.  Have you seen a lone glove anywhere?  Send me pictures! Or some black cashmere gloves.  I'm not picky.

19.  Oh, how about one more for the road?

20.  Dear God, thank you for teaching me humility.  And that humidity sucks.  Amen.

Have a Happy and Humidityless Friday.

DapperPaper Thank You Card Giveaway Winner!!!

After using the random numbers generator, the winner of the DapperPaper French Moderne Thank You card set is...

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My dear friend, Kelliegirl!!

You know, Kellie and I were cheerleaders together.  And we had crushes on boys together.  And she taught me to eat shelled shrimp.  I can't thank her enough for all the amazeballs memories we have. 

Congratulations!  And thanks so much to DapperPaper being a part of this giveaway!!

Someone tossed a glove in my direction, or, I am a lost and found magnet

So, I was all set to take part in the fun blog carnival Top Three Thursday.  I had even taken photos in preparation for today's festivities. 

Until...

*cue the DUH DUH DUUUUMM*

I saw something in my purse. 

I haven't a clue how it got there.

I'm sure I didn't place it in there.

I'm sure we don't even own this.  Or the other thing that goes with it.

Forgive me, I'm speaking cryptically.  It's because my mind is broken.  Let me show you.

See, I have this big purse, right?  And, it accumulates a lot of stuff.  Just normal rock star lady blogger stuff.  Normal.  Harmless.  I'll show you.

See?  Normalish stuff.

*A couple of pens
*a pack of Kleenex
*a thumbdrive containing one lone chapter of a book
*some allergy pills
*my blood pressure meds (waaahhhhh)
*my check book
*a deposit slip
*my wallet
*two bottles of hand sanitizer
*two bottles of lotion
*Blistex
*two Dum Dums to shut my kids up give to my sweet children
*some Advil
*sunglasses
*the case to my Sarah Palin glasses
*a gum wrapper
*two packs of gum
*my camera cord
*a power cord for the car for my iPhone (not pictured)
*a stand for my iPhone
*a black glove
*a tennis ball

I know what you're thinking.  Because I'm 78% psychic.  You're thinking, "Whoa. Back up.  TWO packs of gum??"  Look, I appreciate the power of good breath, ok?  Also, that tennis ball is for me to sit on.  For the pain in my butt.  Sciatica.  From having babies.  It works.  Yes, it's weird.

Also, you're missing the most important part. 

THIS

WHERE THE CRAP DID THAT COME FROM?

I DIDN'T PUT IT THERE!!

I DON'T EVEN OWN A BLACK GLOVE! MY GLOVES ARE BROWN! AND WAY CUTER THAN THIS ONE!

I must find the culprit.  I must find the culprit and pinch his underarm.  Because now I am suspicious.  And might need to bury this glove.  Also, this is just what OJ felt like. 

We're on the wagon again, only I'm bloated and can't see any difference

So.  Me and The Hubs.  We're on the wagon again.  The weight loss wagon.  And, if it's up to me, we'll stick to it this time.

I'm 34.  And I have high blood pressure. 

When I was 24, and I thought forward to where I would be in 10 years, I didn't think I'd be:

a) overweight
b) dealing with high blood pressure
c) still clueless about how to have good hair
d) an awesome blogger

So, clearly my silver lining is still there.  I'm coping.

But now that I'm on the meds (waaaahhhh) for the BP, we're buckling down and taking names.  Of foods.  And their caloric contents.  

And you know what?  It's not that hard.  I know, I'm surprised too.  Because if I counted up the number of times I tossed my hands in the air like a wilted salad and exclaimed "this is too hard!", well, I'd just have a mess of giving-up statements littered around me like brown lettuce.

It's kind of neat, this whole paying-attention-to-what-we-eat thing.  I suppose it's a novelty.  Like, the other day, we dined at Chick-Fil-A.  Despite my Floridian friend, Vanessa, who recently guest blogged here and wrote her take of Chick-Fil-A, we eat there a lot.  A Lot.  For one, because it's so darn tasty.  Another, because the kids can play in the Petri Dish Known As The Playground.  And finally, because they have a pretty thorough nutritional guide, which is ever so helpful on this thing known as Weight Loss.  Also, we don't get the poops.

And you know what I found?  I discovered that previously, I was racking up like, 200-300 extra calories alone just by using this:

That tiny little sauce packet is a whopping 110 calories.  Which isn't all that bad, but when you have two of them with your basic meal, it's a lot.  Especially when you go home and eat 9 cupcakes.  Not like I ever did.  More than once.

You know, you can throw a rock and hit a blog that is also talking about weight loss today.  And that's good.  Because it means that one more person in the world is paying attention to their health and fitness and might be hoping to live one more day longer, walk their kids down the aisle, hold their grandbabies, see them walk down the aisle.  And we're all on this wagon together.  And the ride is bumpy.  And the road is long.  But it's nice to have the company.

So my question today, sweet and precious reader, are you too on this journey?  What is working for you?

Post It Tuesday - the Inspiration Edition

It's Tuesday. Which means it's time for *cue trumpet fanfare and confetti*

Monday is a royal pain

This job sucks.

- Things the Queen would never say

Keyboard Confessions - the exhausted edition

Every week I sit down and confess some things. Mostly it's just an excuse to write a list.

1. Today I go to the doctor. This is about as much fun as getting my taxes done. Which, guess what? I get to do that on Saturday. All I need now is for all my teeth to fall out or my cars to explode and my weekend shall be complete.

2. Also, when I made my doctor's appointment, I didn't realize it would be at the end of a go-on-vacation-eat-fried-and-tasty-foods-galore vacation. Can we say "Hello, Fatty McFattington, you're blood pressure sucks?"

3. But that's ok. You know why? Because today is also Transient Pod's Get Your Freak On Friday!!! Woot woot!!

4. So what song has my toes tapping? Ooh! I got it. I'm choosing this song because this is the song that came up the most on my iPod whilst driving to and fro on the highways of North Carolina and Tennessee. You ready? Of course you are, what am I even saying? Prepare to get up and dance! Or...tap your toes!

5. Summertime by Will Smith.

6. I think this came on three? four times? Idk, but guess what? I sang along each.and.every.time. Because, word, if I have to drive, we gonna do it wif my iPod on.

7. Also, guess what? My Hubs doesn't really care for that song. I know, his loss, right?

8. Guess what else? I found out that these super nice and godly ladies from my old domain in North Carolina read my bloggage. So, a special SHOUT OUT to Cynthia and Marie!! Also, I hope all my talk of boogers doesn't gross you out.

9. I talk a whole lot about spinners with Mrs. TP. If only my skin tone was a bit darker so it would be acceptable to have some spinners on my Oldsmobile. Also, I suspect they would cost more than my whole car is worth.

10. Except for all my Dope Mixes of Beats. Because they are invaluable.

11. I just slammed some scrabbled eggs. Guess what? You should never slam eggs. Because then you get the burps.

12. Also, in real life it's been like, idk, 13 minutes since I slammed my eggs and I just realized my napkin is still on my lap. I bet ya'll didn't know I was so ladylike and conscientious. *burp*

13. So, it was suggested to me that I should bundle up all my KC's (Keyboard Confessions, you know) and make them into a book. Will that be a seller? 87 pages talking of boogers, burping and that one time I ate like 117 grams of fiber? I'm just not sure.

14. Also, here is a True Confession. You ready? It has nothing to do with boogers. Here goes. Just once in my life, I want someone to tell me that I'm Dave Barry meets Erma Bombeck. There. There it is. My big secret. It's out. Just sitting there. Getting breathed on by the winds of the innernets. Now it's getting hard and crusty. Like other things that start with B and end in OOGERS. DANG!

15. Maybe it's Turret's. Also I'll bet Erma never even said the word BOOGERS. Alas.

16. I dusted off my elliptical last night. And by golly, I burned off the calories from that stupid no-bake cookie I ate mindlessly that I later discovered was, get this: 121 calories!! WHAT WAS I THINKING??

17. But that's ok, because I only stroked out after like, 12 minutes of ellipticaling.

18. Remember last week? And my rock star fingernails? Well guess what? Now they're flaking off.

19. I must remember to use a magnifying glass on KISS's album cover to see if their nails are flaking.

20. Because, obviously, KISS is the style I'm going for.

Happy Friday, my friends.

Also! Don't forget my giveaway for DapperPaper Thank You cards!! And Wendiwinn's giveaway for a shiny knife and cutting board!!

DapperPaper Giveaway!!!

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I am a horrendous Thank You card giver outer. Always have been. In fact, I skipped like, 40 people from our wedding. And one of them even gave us one of those ginourmous toilet paper roll packages. I still feel the shame.

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Da Rulz, because ya gotta havum:

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2. If you place an order or purchase anything, come back here and leave as a separate comment which item you purchased. THIS IS GOOD FOR 2 ENTRIES.

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I shall pick the winner on Thursday, March 25th at noon, CST using the handy dandy random numbers generator.

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Good luck!!

Top 3 Things Thursday

Yay!  It's that time again!  And what time is that, you ask?

No no, not shower time.

And no!  It's not eyebrow plucking time either, I'll get to that!  Sheesh.

It's Top Three Things Thursday, brought to you by Confessions From a Working Mom and The (Un)Experienced Mom!

*cue trumpets*




And today's question is... *cue drumroll*

What are your Top 3 quirks?

Let me see...*taps chin thoughtfully*

1.  I pop pimples.  I do.  Don't even act like you don't. 

2.  I pop my knuckles.  And my neck.  And my back.  And pretty much whatever else can be popped. 

aaaannndddd

3.  I tap the top of my soda cans before popping them open.  I don't know when I started this, but I must do it.  It's a strange OCDish thing.  Also, now I reallllyyy want a Diet Coke.

And there you have it, folks!  My top three quirks. 

If you feel like playing along with this blog carnival, drop your link to your Top Three on Confessions From a Working Mom's MacLinky Thingamabob.

And if you're blogless, the question remains:

What are YOUR Top 3 Quirks?

Health & Wellness is NOT For Sissies

Hello, dear readers of Sounds Like Tomatoes. Kearsie asked me to drop by and keep her blog warm while she's away. Honestly, I'm a little surprised. The last time she had me do this I wrote about hotel sex. And I'm pretty sure that wherever she is right now, she's blushing.

So my name is Vanessa and other than writing the occasional PG-13 post over at Much More Than Mommy, I'm a wannabe health nut. Hmmm, maybe that's pushing it. Basically, I want to eat less crap and take care of my body more. So I'm working on it. I have tried to cut back on fast food mostly, because that is a huge weakness of mine. I love food that's fast, cheap and easy -- and FYI, "you are what you eat" does not apply. I'm also exercising. I've been trying to walk, sometimes run, and me and my trainer on the Wii Fit Plus are getting to know each other very well. I even noticed that he got a haircut. He did not notice that I was wearing a new top. Rudeness.

Before I began this quest for improvement, I did not consider the risks. That is because I did not know them. All you hear about are the perks -- lower number on the scale, feeling better in general, living longer. Blah, blah, blah.

But nobody told me that Chick-fil-A Chicken Sandwiches were going to turn on me.

One of the things I cut back on was fried foods. But I'm not the type to just go cold turkey and deprive myself of all things yummy, so when I wanted some Chick-fil-A, I had me some Chick-fil-A.

And then I had me a tummy ache.

I thought it was a one-time deal.

I was wrong.

A few weeks later, I had another Chick-fil-A Sandwich. And then a little while after that, I had another tummy ache.

And then I was sad. Really, really sad.

Because have you ever had a Chick-fil-A Chicken Sandwich? It is really, really good. But now it makes my tummy feel really, really awful after I eat it.

And that kind of makes me want to abandon all this health and wellness garbage.

But not really. Because I've actually liked losing weight, having more energy, and increasing my life expectancy. And I'm pretty sure that my family will benefit from these things as well.

So maybe just half of a sandwich once in a while. Just half. I can do just half, right? Maybe just once a month?

I think I need a cookie.

apparently, north carolina doesn't have facebook.

hey. i'm wendiwinn. and i just had a conversation with kearsie. on her facebook wall. basically it went something like this:

me: where are you!
kearsie: *no response*
me: where are you!
kearsie: *no response*
me: where are you!
kearsie: *no response*
me: you're not here.
kearsie: *no response*
me: where are you!

i had no idea i'd be turning that exhilarating conversation into my guest post. (is that what this is? yeah. that's what this is.) but now that i have, i'm tempted to continue my conversation on her wall. brb. ok. i just added:

me: where are you! heh heh heh.

the "heh heh heh" part is because i'm so funny. and sneaky. oh wait. i just had another brilliant idea. see here:

i miss kearsie. i bet you do, too. thanks for letting me hang out with you today.

Keyboard Confessions: the travel edition

Every week I sit down and confess some things.  Mostly it's just an excuse to write a list.

1.  So.  Guess what I'm about to do today?  No, not getting my brows waxed.  Good try. Guess again.  No, not going to the girly doctor.  You guys suck at this. Ok ok, I'll just tell you. I'm headed out on vacation!  Woot woot!

2.  I'm leaaaavin, in a rental car, because our Oldsmobile won't make it very far...I totally should start writing song lyrics because clearly I'm gifted.

3.  I always experience what I call Rental Car Covet in the weeks after vacations.  Because our cars are crap.

4.  I've got guest posts lined up for next week.  Aren't you happy?  Remember last time?  Skin tags and hotel sex?  I know, you've got to come back.  You never know what my guest bloggers will say.

5.  New folks to this blog are scratching their heads.  "Skin tags...?"  Trust me, confused friend, it's better if you don't know. 

6.  I'm wearing a slip today.  Does anyone else have to reach up all unladylikey under their skirt to adjust the slip that has inched up to resemble a cumberbun?

7.  This is item #47 of my How I'm Cosmetically Challenged.

8.  So.  Nose rings.  I think I want one.  But.  I don't know if I'm cool enough to pull it off.

9.  Or a tattoo?  Will I look hardcore awesome with a tattoo?  Or just like a 34 year old trying to look cool?

10.  Alas.  There's #48.

11.  Someone just remarked on the fact that my skirt is very Easter.  Is that ok?  Am I a walking faux pas?  DANG.  #49.

12.  Guess what song I've had in my head for the last 3 days? 

We don't have to take our CLOTHES OFF, to have a good time...

*insert '80's side to side dance step*

13.  *Weep* help...me...

14. Wait!  This is is!  This is my submission to Transient Pod's Get Your Freak On Friday!! 

Woot!!  So, sweet and unsuspecting readers, here is my chance to get this blasted song out of MY head and into YOURS!  MUAHAHAHAHA!!



15.  Also, I wonder if I could sing this to my husband? "Boy, I'm not a piece of meat"  Also, I wonder if he's reading this.  I keep forgetting I'm about to be on a 12-hour car ride with this blessed man. 

16.  I painted my nails last night.  This is such a rare occassion I had to share.  This color:

17.  I feel so punk rock. 

18.  I also feel dorky for saying the words "I feel so punk rock".  Because I bet punk rock people don't go around saying "Hey man, we're so punk rock".  That's like a bunch of preppy people sitting around Starbucks going "Hey man, we're so preppy".  In fact, I'm pretty sure you're not punk rock if you have to say you're punk rock.  Hmm. 

19.  I feel so sexy and skinny.

20.  Dang.  There's #50.

Happy Friday.

Top 3 Things Thursday

Yay!  It's Thursday! 

So, today I'm wearing a skirt.  And if the looks on my family's faces are any indication, I apparently am looking pretty hot.  Or like I'm going to a funeral.  Whichever.





So it's Top Three Thursday, put on the by the amazing Confessions From a Working Mom and The (Un)Experienced Mom and today's question is:

What are your top 3 favorite things about being a parent?

Where to begin?

3.  I have to mention times like this.  I know, I know, I'm putting a link to a whole nuther post in, but it's worth it.  I promise.  It's a conversation about a bra started by this little girl:

2.  Watching them in the world.  They already have such magnetic personalities.  Even horses love them.

1.  I love watching them play.  They, like most sisters, are the best of friends and worst of enemies.  But when they feel like having fun...

...our hearts swell up.

So, fair reader, if you have children, what are your favorite things about being a parent?

Emma, my artist and writer

If you've hung around these here parts for awhile, you'll know that I have two girls. 

One is Addie, who is blond and wiry and is so ditzy-hilarious

I must document all her Addisms in hopes she will make me rich and famousy. 

My other daughter is Emma.  She's older, she's a lot like me in personality

and she is blowing me away with her artistic abilities.

Years ago, I posted this picture she drew of our family:

With my cleavage included.  I know, we're so proud.

But her abilities go much farther than accurrately capturing bosom chasms.  Here's a pic Emma did in Kindergarten.

The Mona Lisa!  Dude, my kid is so awesome.

Here's another one:

Am I the only one who thinks this kid is amazing?  I can't even draw this well.

And here's my favorite:

So.  Now that I've astounded you with the glory of my daughter's art, let me share with you the story she's currently writing.  I'm going to write it word for word, including her misspellings.

Dragon's Taritorry

If you ever see a dragon, you might want to run.  Here's why.  Every dragon has it's own taritorry.  And if your in the way you will be forst out.  But that is no longer true.  You see, an evil cat has tacken over as dragon for a long time.  Along time ago, a cat named Odone was picked up from a orphinige.  He has done something called killing.  We don't do that.  We're vegiterieins.  Odone can make meet look like a vegitable.  That is how we have became slaves. 

Pretty good, huh?  All those hours of watching Lord of the Rings are paying off.  Now if I can just get up off my hindquarters and write my story...

Post It Tuesday

Monday is a royal pain

It was an itch, not a pick!

-Things the Queen would never say

Keyboard Confessions - the freaky deaky edition

Every week I sit down and confess some things.  Mostly it's just an excuse to write a list.

1.  Today is a big fat day here on Sounds Like Tomatoes.  First, I'm the Top Bloggah over at Speaking From the Crib!!  Woot Woot!!  I shared the Cow Story.  Head over and read that bad boy and follow that bad girl Kelly, because she's super fun and I adore her. 

2.  Today is also Get Your Freak On Friday over at my newest addiction, Transient Pod.  And the question is:  What song gets your foot tapping?

3.  Here's my answer.



4.  Whip It. Can there be better song lyrics?  I think not. 

"When a problem comes along, you must whip it.

Before the cream sits out too long, you must whip it."

Genuis, I say!!

5.  However, thanks to Transient Pod, I'll be singing Eddie Money lyrics at the lop of my mental lungs all.day.long. 

6.  Oh, but phew, my fancy friend Winn is helping me out by replacing Eddie Money with Miley Cyrus.  *stabs self in eyeball*

7.  But I gotta say, I can't have Miley without some Captain Valor.



8.  You.are.welcome.

9.  Shameless plug:  Edward had a new adventure.  "Who's Edward?" you ask?  *cries a bit* You sooo need to check this out.  Yes I sew and knit and junk for tiny dolls.  Shameless.  And maybe touched in the head.  "I say whip it, whip it good".

10.  *crosses eyeballs*  Has this week been a bit long?

11.  I am waaay hoping to score some tickets to see Alice in Wonderland.  I wonder if our local theater has scalpers.  "Step on a crack, break your momma's back"

12.  This is my brain without drugs or alcohol, people.  I know.  Please, you can come out from under the desk, I won't hurt you.  *pats your hair*

13.  I'm creeping myself out.  "Yeaaaaaaahhh, it's a party in the USA"

14.  Right now, I'm wearing these sexy headphones because I'm about to rock some dictation.  You are so jealous of me, admit it.  Also, I kind of miss these soft squishy foamy kind of headphones.  These don't collect ear wax.

15.  You know what else I miss?  Quoting some Miley.  "It's so hard with my girls not around me, it's def-in-it-ly not a Nashville party."

16.  You're running away, aren't you.  I don't blame you, friend.  Run away.  RUN AWAY BEFORE EDDIE, MILEY OR DEVO MAKE YOU CRAZY TOO.  *whimpers*

17.  I wonder what I should eat for lunch.  I got a fever.  And the only cure is more Arby's.

18.  If you see a bunch of hot ladies running a 5K this weekend wearing pink tutus, hand those ladies a cup of water.  In Orlando.  If you're in like, Boise, Idaho and see a group of ladies in pink tutus, I'd call the cops.

19.  Is Miley wearing hair extensions?  Maybe I should get some...

20.  Time for dictation!!  It's ok, it's over, you can leave.  Or stay.  Or read my archives and sink down into the craziness of my brain pudding.  It's crack, I tell you. MUAHAHAHAAH.

HAPPY FRIDAY.

Top 3 Things Thursday

It's that time again!!!  It's Thursday!!!  And that means...




Can I get a woot woot?  This is Top 3 Thursday, brought to you by the fine ladies at Confessions from a Working Mom and The (Un)Experienced Mom. 

And today's question is...

What are your top 3 favorite things about spring?

1.  Daisies. 

Seriously, is there a happier flower?  I think not. 

I adore all flowers.  I can't grow them to save my life, but it only makes me appreciate when other people grow them.  Especially daaaaiiiissssiiieeesssss.

2.  The Sun

There's this great thing called The Sun.  Have you heard of it?  Yeah.  It's nice. It warms the bones.  It makes daisies and other weeds grow.  It's niiiice.  Around July I think it tends to get kind of full of itself and needs to tone it down a bit.  But otherwise, I'm a huge fan of the sun.  It should start coming out and doing it's warming up thingy round these here parts in the next few weeks.  *rubbing my hands in anticipation*

And lastly...

3.  Geocaching

"Eh?" you say?  Well, let me explain. 

See, Geocaching is like a global treasure hunt.  You use a GPS to find treasures that are logged in to the main website and it's up to you to find them.  Often there are little log books or tiny wee scrolls to sign your name or initials, sometimes you trade a treasure that's inside a tube for a treasure of your own. 

And it is so.much.fun.  My kids adore it.  We didn't discover geocaching until late fall and then winter came and did her "I'll make it so cold all you want is a Snuggie" thingy and the very last thing we wanted to do was traipse through the wilderness or the Dollar General parking lot hunting for a hidden two inch tube.  So, for our family, spring means the rebirth of The Hunt for Hidden Things called Geocaching. 

And so, fair reader, what are your favorite things about Spring?  Also, if you chose to do a post on this, don't forget to link up with the McLinky thingy on Confessions from a Working Mom's post!!

IN SPRINGTIME

THE ONLY PRETTY RING TIME

BIRDS SING

HEY, DING A-DING A-DING

SWEET LOVERS LOVE

THE SPRING

-CHARLIE AND THE CHOCOLATE FACTORY

Things that make me happy, and yet another list from me

Today I'm going to answer a post I was tagged in over at my buddy and pal, Much More Than Mommy, for which the question was posed:

"What Makes Me Happy?"

Here goes, in no particular order:

1. My kids.  They are cool.

2.  My Hubs. This is us 10 years ago, drunk on lurve.

3.  Books.  Or more specifically, this book:

4.  This Movie.  Sappy, I know.  It happens.

5.  Card Games like Nertz.

6.  Traveling.

7.  Music.  Or burned CDs entitled "KEARSIE'S DOPE MIX OF BEATS".

 8.  Fun socks.

9.  Chocolate.

10.  Diet Coke.

So now, I pose this question to the 10 following wonderful ladies, in no particular order:

For Love or Funny

Jenny on the Spot

A Thin and Shallow Light

What the french, toast?

The Creative Junkie

Elegant Bloggery

Jenny Bunny's Brain

Confessions from a Working Mom

How to Survive Life in the Suburbs

Things I Can't Say

 

What makes you happy?