Random thoughts...

Ok. I'm trying it. Janelle is the master of this, so I hope I don't just sound like an idiot.

I have realized that I am a very lazy person. I am also a procrastinator. This is a VERY bad combination.

I like quiet. Right now my house is totally silent. No tv, no radio... nobody is home except me and the only sound is the keyboard... I like noise when I scrap though. I like to play music. Sometimes it's Queen Latifah Sings the Blues, and sometimes it's Yerba Buena.

I no longer listen to the radio in my car. ONLY cd's. I don't like to hear talking. This happened all of a sudden.

I don't like paintings with faces. They ascare me and give me funny feelings in my tummy.

I like wine. I like the buzz it gives me. I am drinking wine right now as I type. I should be using a straw because red wine will stain your teeth worse than almost anything else.

My teeth are very white right now. The deep bleaching worked very well.

I just RAK'd 8-1/2 pounds of patterned paper to Rebecca. It made me feel really good to do that. She is so nice to everyone and always remembers everyone's birthdays with a card...

I don't like to drive. Period. If I can be driven it is a good thing. If I were rich that's the first thing I would do. Hire a chauffeur.

I love to garage sale, but I love to go with Bobby. I went alone this morning and it was not nearly as fun. Even though we bust each other's chops the entire time we're sale-ing, it's just more fun. I didn't find any treasures.

I hate to get gasoline. And I live in a state where we're not allowed to pump our own. So why do I hate it? And I'll hate it even more if I ever have to pump it.

Kat has suggested that I sabotage my washing machine so I can get a new one. This one is almost 30 years old and stalls almost EVERY time I use it. I'm tired of it. But if I push Bobby he will get crabby and defensive. It has to be HIS idea to go. (sigh)

I would like to take a vacation on a houseboat for a week.

I am planning on buying the new Harry Potter book tomorrow at WalMart. If they have it. If they don't I will probably order it and avoid all threads, articles and news reports about it. But I just know the ending will leak out and I'll hear it somewhere...

I only like to vacuum when I'm mad. Otherwise it's just a pain.

That is all.

Favorite print!

Ok Jeanne - thanks for the help - this print hangs in my bedroom above my bed. It's my absolute favorite!!

Andrew Wyeth's Master Bedroom

Tagged...

Ok. Lynnie tagged me last week while I was away, so here is my post. Unfortunately, I assume that everyone I could possibly tag has been tagged already, so I'm not tagging. Should you be reading this and would LIKE to be tagged, please let me know. :-)

From Lynnie:

Instructions: These are the rules…. each player starts with 7 random facts about themselves on their Blog. People who are tagged need to blog 7 facts about themselves and post the rules as well. At the end of their blog list 7 people you are tagging. Let them know that they are tagged by leaving them a comment.

SEVEN RANDOM TIGGER FACTS THAT EVERYONE KNOWS ALREADY:

1) I'm deathly ascared of bowtie pasta. It makes me PHYSICALLY GAG. The name, the look, the taste.

2) I will NEVER make a left turn if not necessary. If I can make 3 rights and get there, I will.

3) I wanted to marry a horse when I was 5. When I was 6 I wanted to marry Dick Tracy.

4) I was extremely shy in high school. I had NO friends other than Mary Kay. I rarely dated, but had a terrible reputation. Can't imagine why.

5) I still talk to Chip like he's alive.

6) Bobby says I look better with beach hair and beach makeup but I'm not comfortable like this and will probably resort to hairspray and eyeliner within a day or so.

7) I have come to the realization that if a product has the name "Tim Holtz" on it, I own it.

Thinking...

of something to write about. I'm way overdue. I'd love to do random thoughts like Janelle. But I can't do it as well as she can so I'm afraid I'd sound like an idiot.



Ok. MORE of an idiot. (insert rolling eye emoticon HERE)



So I'll just update you all on my life.



We spend a week at the shore last week. EXCELLENT week. Good weather, good friends. The house is incredible, and right on the beach. We're there with the owners, our friends Roy and Claudia, and their 2 boys.



Well, they're not boys anymore. NOT that they're girls. They're GROWN up. They're MEN. Oh boy are they men.



:-)



Here's Adam.



Yeah. It was a tough week.












So the days started with mimosas, then frozen margaritas or daqurias daquarias red drinks.

Then Jerry Springer. Rite of passage. Yell at the tv - SKANK HO SKANK HO. (I really think you need to be there to appreciate this)

Anyway, it's a great week, and one that we do at LEAST every other year. And have been for about 15 years now.

So now I'm home, and Bobby is off in Ohio shooting groundhogs. Yes. Groundhogs. Don't ask. So I'm playing with my Dawgs and scrapping.

Julie came and stayed overnight, and Niki came up - we had a blast. Kay came over and joined us and while we SHOULD have been scrapping, we talked instead.

Ok, now I'm even boring myself. Does anyone really care? No. Only me. But it's my blog so if I want to bore you I will. (insert neener emoticon HERE)