Ivan Doroschuk and I

Here's a pic of the lead singer of Men Without Hats and I. :)

Fun, Fun, Fun- A Picture Show

This hot mess is Jenkins Family BBQ's ribs.  I'm not sure why it's smothered in white bread....., but this was lunch. :)

And this was my great flea market find today.  A cheap controller with "76,000" games programmed inside, including Mario Brothers, Donkey Kong, Tetris, and Galaxian.  Wheeee!

 And these are the tattoos I want for my birthday. (Just the anchors.)

And this is who I am going to see in 1 1/2 hours!

Bye for now!

 

Only True Love Shares Heart Attacks!

This morining I woke up to "Good Morning Doanyelle-ita!  I love you so much.  You are so precious!  Let me give you a (morning breath) kiss!"  How lucky to have someone love me soooo much!  Of course then he proceded to vigorously rub my head in an effort to start a dread lock.... LOL

So yesterday we were sitting on the couch and I doubled over in pain.  Roger grabbed my arm, to help me I thought.  Then I heard heavy panting.  I did the exercist head turn, complete with glowing red eyes, and said "What are you doing?!?"  As pain was ripping through my chest, he was clenching my arm because he was having chest pains.  What?!?!  "You can't have a heart attack right now, because I am having a heart attack!"  So we both just sat there moaning.  At one point, Roger got up and found some aspirin, and we both crashed on the spot.  LOL  Only true love shares heart attacks!  (I don't think we really had heart attacks, but it's weird that we both had crippling chest pains at the same time.)

Last night, I tried my second sewing project.  It's a bag  that rolls up to fit in your purse.

 

Tonight is Men without Hats, so here's the song of the day!

 

 

Happy Saturday!

The Red Sweatshirt

Last year, when visiting my grandparents in Melrose, I picked up two fleece sweatshirts because it was cold.  (O.K.- I got them for $5 apiece on clearance at Bealls Outlet- the only place to buy clothes in Keystone Heights.)

So I wear them every now and then when it gets cool.  One night, Roger and I were headed out and he turns to me and says, "No!  You cannot wear that sweatshirt out in public again.  I don't like it!"  What?  Um, "Roger!", I say.  "You wear t-shirts with the sleeves cut out and camo shorts with odd color shoes in public.  You want to criticize my sweatshirt?"  Sigh.  So we agreed he'd ditch the homemade wife beaters and I can only wear my fleece shirts at home.  That was two weeks ago.

Well, it's really cold now, and my fleece sweatshirts are warm.  So, time for an intervention.  Tonight, I cut off all the beaded/sequenced snowflakes (I know, I forgot to mention those earlier....).  Then, I took two of the larger red beads and sewed them on a skull patch I but at the Crowbar in London, and then sewed on the patch.  I revealed the new results, and got Roger's approval to wear the shirt in public again.

Yippee!  I don't think he likes it much better, but how can he resist my enthusiasm?  :)

The song of the day:

This Thanksgiving.......

So after reflecting for the last few hours during my nap, here's what I'm most thankful for at this moment.  These aren't in any particular order- just the order in which I thought of them.
1.  I'm happy that my husband still wants to hug and kiss me and tell me he loves me every hour each day;
2.  I'm thankful that I live somewhere that has cool weather.  It stinks being hot every day!
3.  I'm thankful that I have several good friends that even though we don't talk every day or see each other much, I know they are always there for me.
4.  I'm thankful that my brother just came home safe from Afghanistan.
5.  I'm thankful for Depeche Mode, Magic Shell, and Heel Tastic.
6.  I'm thankful for new experiences every day!  Life is a Grand Adventure!

HAPPY THANKSGIVING! SAFE TRAVELS!

Happy, Happy

I'm not going to write about my challenges substituting for 8th grade Reading.  Instead, here's today's song:


Too Much Booty in the Pants. I have too much booty in my pants, along with too much thighs in my pants, and too much  belly fat in my pants, etc. And, the older I get the more gravity has its effects on me. And now, when we go to bed, I find that I have to prop-up or support most of my body parts to keep from aching in the morning. So by the time everything is in it's place, Roger finds himself at least three pillows away. We can barely touch fingers. But he's such a good sport about it.

 He did our Thanksgiving shopping while I was at school today. We didn't end up with a turducken, but we have marshmallows, and that's all that matters.

And, the Rosetta Stone crashed tonight. Not sure what happened. I got a 98% re-doing lessons one and two, so I don't think I blew it up.

 Four days until Men Without Hats. :)

 Bye for now.

Hola Amigos!

Roger got me started on Rosetta Stone again.  His mother will be here in less than a month!  We'll see if I can make it past la manzana es verde (Lesson 3) this time.

Adios!