Becky tagged me for one of the most entertaining memes that I have ever done.
Here's the deal, you have to answer the questions using only pictures or graphics, no words.
1. What is your current relationship status?
2. What is your current mood?
3. What is your favorite band/singer?
4. What is your favorite movie?
5. What kind of pets do you have?
6. Where do you live?
7. Where do you work?
8. Who do you look like?
9. What do you drive?
10. What did you do Saturday?
11. What did you do Sunday?
12. What's your favorite TV show?
13. Describe yourself.
14. What's your favorite candy?
Now for the tags, in no particular order:
American Bea
Norwegian Bea
Tone
Kathy
Holly
Tracy
Kristina - I know you're on vacation...you can do it when you get back.
In the spirit of this meme, my list of thankfuls:
1.
2.
3.
Sunday, May 25, 2008
Monday, May 19, 2008
Another beautiful weekend
The weather this weekend was so pretty, it was another perfect opportunity for outdoor activities. MAYFEST!
We weren't the only ones that thought this was a great way to spend a Saturday afternoon/evening, look at all these people:
We enjoyed all of the music at the various stages, we checked out all of the artist's booths. It was probably the best Mayfest I have seen in recent years.
Since we were downtown we had dinner at Billy's on the Square. Billy's has been a long time favorite of ours, but we just aren't downtown much anymore and don't get many chances to eat there.
We spent a good part of Sunday in our PJs, not doing much of anything until evening. My parents took us to dinner at Charleston's in Brookside to celebrate my birthday, which is today. It's also Julie's birthday. You should hop over and read about her fabulous birthday present celebration and wish her a happy birthday.
Robert got me the most beautiful (and delicious) birthday cake from Ann's Bakery. If you've never had one of Ann's cakes, you have to try it. It's hard to beat Merritt's but Ann's does it every time.
Is that not the the prettiest cake?
Last week I won an amazing skein of sock yarn from Butternut Woolens in a contest on Chrispy's blog. My camera has stopped cooperating and I cannot get a good picture of it. I'll have to figure out how to use Robert's camera and get some pictures soon.
What am I thankful for today?
1. I am thankful that my husband thinks I'm an angel, even though I'm not.
2. I'm thankful there was nice weather for Mayfest.
3. I'm thankful that I live in a place where I'm entitled to my own opinion and (even though they might want to) no one can shoot me for expressing it.
We weren't the only ones that thought this was a great way to spend a Saturday afternoon/evening, look at all these people:
We enjoyed all of the music at the various stages, we checked out all of the artist's booths. It was probably the best Mayfest I have seen in recent years.
Since we were downtown we had dinner at Billy's on the Square. Billy's has been a long time favorite of ours, but we just aren't downtown much anymore and don't get many chances to eat there.
We spent a good part of Sunday in our PJs, not doing much of anything until evening. My parents took us to dinner at Charleston's in Brookside to celebrate my birthday, which is today. It's also Julie's birthday. You should hop over and read about her fabulous birthday present celebration and wish her a happy birthday.
Robert got me the most beautiful (and delicious) birthday cake from Ann's Bakery. If you've never had one of Ann's cakes, you have to try it. It's hard to beat Merritt's but Ann's does it every time.
Is that not the the prettiest cake?
Last week I won an amazing skein of sock yarn from Butternut Woolens in a contest on Chrispy's blog. My camera has stopped cooperating and I cannot get a good picture of it. I'll have to figure out how to use Robert's camera and get some pictures soon.
What am I thankful for today?
1. I am thankful that my husband thinks I'm an angel, even though I'm not.
2. I'm thankful there was nice weather for Mayfest.
3. I'm thankful that I live in a place where I'm entitled to my own opinion and (even though they might want to) no one can shoot me for expressing it.
Monday, May 12, 2008
Such a fabulous weekend
It all started on Friday, the mail brought two packages to my door. One was from
Bea and it contained this beautiful pair of socks and some chocolates for Dona.
The package has been forwarded to Dona and I just know she will love it.
The other package came from Holly just for no reason at all, just because she is such a sweetie. I don't know what I did to deserve her. Check it out:
Two balls of Hempathy in a beautiful dark red color, that's her knitting group's official t-shirt - Zombie Prom Date Knitters, Girl Scout Thin Mints, and a ball of Reynold's Smile, which by the way has already been turned into this hat. No pictures of it right now, it's soaking.
I had some good knitting time this weekend and I finished some WIPs that have been hanging around here.
This Quant is one of my Pay-It-Forward (Honest to goodness, I haven't forgotten about that commitment, the other two will be coming soon) projects and is ready to be shipped off to it's new owner.
These socks were made with Opal Sock yarn and they are a birthday present for a dear friend. She'll be very lucky if she gets them, I want to keep them for myself.
These two skeins of Tempted sock yarn were a Mother's day gift for my mom. I wish I could have bought her 100 skeins, but these two will keep her busy for a little while. I love shopping for yarn, even if I don't get to keep it.
I am going to have to make myself several pair of socks because my Mother's Day gift is the hands-down best way to showcase handknit socks, Clear Chucks! Aren't they great?
We spent such a fabulous day Sunday with friends and family celebrating Mother's Day. I wish every Sunday could be like that.
My weekend was great, but it wasn't so much for the people in Picher, OK who lost their loved ones and homes in a tornado that almost completely destroyed that whole town this weekend. That little town is in my prayers.
Createcraft wants to know the story behind everyone's blog name, why did you pick that name, what does it mean to you? There's no real exciting story about my blog name, no significant meaning. It is derived from the colorful old redneck Oklahoma saying, "Well, I could just sh*t and fall back in it." It's an expression of surprise or shock and I just always thought it was funny. So I just tweaked it a little to fit my application.
That's all I've got for now, time to be thankful:
1. I am thankful that my mom is the one that I call Mom.
2. I am thankful that Kate is the one that calls me Mom.
3. I am thankful for Zombie Gear in the mail.
Bea and it contained this beautiful pair of socks and some chocolates for Dona.
The package has been forwarded to Dona and I just know she will love it.
The other package came from Holly just for no reason at all, just because she is such a sweetie. I don't know what I did to deserve her. Check it out:
Two balls of Hempathy in a beautiful dark red color, that's her knitting group's official t-shirt - Zombie Prom Date Knitters, Girl Scout Thin Mints, and a ball of Reynold's Smile, which by the way has already been turned into this hat. No pictures of it right now, it's soaking.
I had some good knitting time this weekend and I finished some WIPs that have been hanging around here.
This Quant is one of my Pay-It-Forward (Honest to goodness, I haven't forgotten about that commitment, the other two will be coming soon) projects and is ready to be shipped off to it's new owner.
These socks were made with Opal Sock yarn and they are a birthday present for a dear friend. She'll be very lucky if she gets them, I want to keep them for myself.
These two skeins of Tempted sock yarn were a Mother's day gift for my mom. I wish I could have bought her 100 skeins, but these two will keep her busy for a little while. I love shopping for yarn, even if I don't get to keep it.
I am going to have to make myself several pair of socks because my Mother's Day gift is the hands-down best way to showcase handknit socks, Clear Chucks! Aren't they great?
We spent such a fabulous day Sunday with friends and family celebrating Mother's Day. I wish every Sunday could be like that.
My weekend was great, but it wasn't so much for the people in Picher, OK who lost their loved ones and homes in a tornado that almost completely destroyed that whole town this weekend. That little town is in my prayers.
Createcraft wants to know the story behind everyone's blog name, why did you pick that name, what does it mean to you? There's no real exciting story about my blog name, no significant meaning. It is derived from the colorful old redneck Oklahoma saying, "Well, I could just sh*t and fall back in it." It's an expression of surprise or shock and I just always thought it was funny. So I just tweaked it a little to fit my application.
That's all I've got for now, time to be thankful:
1. I am thankful that my mom is the one that I call Mom.
2. I am thankful that Kate is the one that calls me Mom.
3. I am thankful for Zombie Gear in the mail.
Thursday, May 8, 2008
Oh, I oughtta...
...tell you right now who the winner of this little contest is, but I'm not gonna do that. Not yet, first I want to tell you how much I love all of the blog friends I have made over the last 100 posts, some of which I speak with, via email, on a daily basis and I feel like I have known them forever. There are others that I am just becoming acquainted with and am anxious to get to know better. Then I am going to tell you about an Oh, I oughtta story of my own.
Imagine, if you will, a rainy spring day a couple of years ago. I had taken my only nephew and my youngest niece to McDonald's for lunch. We had a wonderful lunch experience. We dined on the finest that McDonald's has to offer, played in the Play Place until we couldn't play anymore and were on our way to the car to go home and (hopefully) take a very long nap.
As we approached the door we encountered a man with two children who appeared to be about the same age as my niece and nephew. The man held the door open for us and his children and we all stepped out onto the sidewalk. Just as we were all about to cross the parking lot to our respective cars, another car driven by a very young, inexperienced driver came screeching (yes, I said screeching) around the corner of the building and narrowly missed hitting the man, the four children, and me.
If it had just been me, I probably would have just watched him pass and gone on with my day, but there were four little kids and you don't do anything to endanger children when I am around. Besides, how would he have lived with himself if he would have hurt one of them, or worse? So I felt it was my duty to yell at him to slow down in the parking lot.
I won't repeat what he said to me, all I can say is that I hope he doesn't kiss his mother with that mouth.
It was at that point that my brain said, "Oh, I oughtta..." but before my brain was able to complete that thought my right arm took control of the situation and hurled the go cup full of iced tea that I was carrying. It landed smackdab in the middle of the back window on his car. Now, I don't know if you have ever thrown a paper cup full of iced tea at anyone (seems a lot of people haven't), but when it hit the back window the paper cup collapsed, the lid popped off and iced tea went everyfreakinwhere. It was like a little caffeinated, artificially sweetened hand grenade. It was beautiful.
The potty-mouth-punk-kid stopped his car and got out. The man asked me (told me) to take all of the kids and go back inside. He said something to him and the kid got back in his car and left. The man then came in to get his children and (laughing) told me to get in my car and go home without throwing anything at anyone else. I told him I would, and I did.
So there you have it, that is about the sum total of my bad-assedness. Now we'll move on to the real reason we're all here...the contest.
And the winner is...
From the great state of Michigan...
The beautiful...
The talented...
wait for it...
Tracyb
Email me with your mailing address so I can got your pink/brown/purple/copper yumminess in the mail to you right away.
Here's what I'm thankful for:
1. I am thankful that no one was hurt that day in the McDonald's parking lot.
2. I am thankful for men that will stand up for helpless children and loud mouth women in McDonald's parking lots.
3. I am thankful that I'd already had enough of that iced tea.
Imagine, if you will, a rainy spring day a couple of years ago. I had taken my only nephew and my youngest niece to McDonald's for lunch. We had a wonderful lunch experience. We dined on the finest that McDonald's has to offer, played in the Play Place until we couldn't play anymore and were on our way to the car to go home and (hopefully) take a very long nap.
As we approached the door we encountered a man with two children who appeared to be about the same age as my niece and nephew. The man held the door open for us and his children and we all stepped out onto the sidewalk. Just as we were all about to cross the parking lot to our respective cars, another car driven by a very young, inexperienced driver came screeching (yes, I said screeching) around the corner of the building and narrowly missed hitting the man, the four children, and me.
If it had just been me, I probably would have just watched him pass and gone on with my day, but there were four little kids and you don't do anything to endanger children when I am around. Besides, how would he have lived with himself if he would have hurt one of them, or worse? So I felt it was my duty to yell at him to slow down in the parking lot.
I won't repeat what he said to me, all I can say is that I hope he doesn't kiss his mother with that mouth.
It was at that point that my brain said, "Oh, I oughtta..." but before my brain was able to complete that thought my right arm took control of the situation and hurled the go cup full of iced tea that I was carrying. It landed smackdab in the middle of the back window on his car. Now, I don't know if you have ever thrown a paper cup full of iced tea at anyone (seems a lot of people haven't), but when it hit the back window the paper cup collapsed, the lid popped off and iced tea went everyfreakinwhere. It was like a little caffeinated, artificially sweetened hand grenade. It was beautiful.
The potty-mouth-punk-kid stopped his car and got out. The man asked me (told me) to take all of the kids and go back inside. He said something to him and the kid got back in his car and left. The man then came in to get his children and (laughing) told me to get in my car and go home without throwing anything at anyone else. I told him I would, and I did.
So there you have it, that is about the sum total of my bad-assedness. Now we'll move on to the real reason we're all here...the contest.
And the winner is...
From the great state of Michigan...
The beautiful...
The talented...
wait for it...
Tracyb
Email me with your mailing address so I can got your pink/brown/purple/copper yumminess in the mail to you right away.
Here's what I'm thankful for:
1. I am thankful that no one was hurt that day in the McDonald's parking lot.
2. I am thankful for men that will stand up for helpless children and loud mouth women in McDonald's parking lots.
3. I am thankful that I'd already had enough of that iced tea.
Friday, May 2, 2008
Sweet revenge
This past week I was flipping through an old creative writing book and I came across an interesting exercise.
Write a story based on this mixed proverb: Revenge is bliss.
We've all seen the pictures that have been circulated and recirculated via email where one person has made another so angry that they have resorted to spray painting nasty comments on their house or car, or hired a plane to tow a banner defaming the person that made them angry, or hurt their feelings, or whatever. We've all heard the stories about women so scorned that they've used superglue in an unnatural manner. I'm sure we've all had situations in our lives that have made us want to behave badly, I know I have.
I'm not a very good bad-ass, though. Whenever one of those situations has come up in my own life, I always say, "Oh, I oughtta...(do whatever)" and I'm pretty good at coming up with ideas of things that I oughtta do. But when it comes right down to it, I am just a big wuss. I don't have the kahonas to actually do it, but I do get some degree of satisfaction just thinking about exacting a little payback. There are a couple of very lucky people in this world because of that, I'm here to tell ya.
Here's where it gets good:
Since my next post will be my 100th and May is my birth month we're gonna turn this creative writing exercise into a contest. The winner's name will be drawn out of a hat, here's what you gotta do to get your name in that hat:
You'll get one entry for leaving a comment telling me about a situation in your life that made you say, "Oh, I oughtta..." and you'll get another entry for finishing that sentence...telling me what you thought you oughtta do. You'll get a third entry if you actually did it.
The winner will get this pinkish-brownish-purplish-coppery goodness:
Also known as two skeins of Rowan Tapestry:
Which is not only good-looking, but fun to fondle too. I found all sorts of beautiful projects on Ravelry using this yarn. Oh, I oughtta...get some of it for myself.
In your comment you've got to make sure I know how to get in touch with you in case you're the winner, an email address or your Ravelry ID or something, K?
Now, no post would be complete without a list of thankfuls:
1. I am thankful that I am such a big wuss, otherwise "Oh, I oughtta..." might have led to "we, the jury, find the defendant..." at one point or another in my life.
2. I am thankful for having a husband that doesn't provoke such anger AND he has the ability to calm me down when I do have one of those "Oh, I oughtta..." moments.
3. I am thankful for The Deadliest Catch on the Discovery Channel.
Write a story based on this mixed proverb: Revenge is bliss.
We've all seen the pictures that have been circulated and recirculated via email where one person has made another so angry that they have resorted to spray painting nasty comments on their house or car, or hired a plane to tow a banner defaming the person that made them angry, or hurt their feelings, or whatever. We've all heard the stories about women so scorned that they've used superglue in an unnatural manner. I'm sure we've all had situations in our lives that have made us want to behave badly, I know I have.
I'm not a very good bad-ass, though. Whenever one of those situations has come up in my own life, I always say, "Oh, I oughtta...(do whatever)" and I'm pretty good at coming up with ideas of things that I oughtta do. But when it comes right down to it, I am just a big wuss. I don't have the kahonas to actually do it, but I do get some degree of satisfaction just thinking about exacting a little payback. There are a couple of very lucky people in this world because of that, I'm here to tell ya.
Here's where it gets good:
Since my next post will be my 100th and May is my birth month we're gonna turn this creative writing exercise into a contest. The winner's name will be drawn out of a hat, here's what you gotta do to get your name in that hat:
You'll get one entry for leaving a comment telling me about a situation in your life that made you say, "Oh, I oughtta..." and you'll get another entry for finishing that sentence...telling me what you thought you oughtta do. You'll get a third entry if you actually did it.
The winner will get this pinkish-brownish-purplish-coppery goodness:
Also known as two skeins of Rowan Tapestry:
Which is not only good-looking, but fun to fondle too. I found all sorts of beautiful projects on Ravelry using this yarn. Oh, I oughtta...get some of it for myself.
In your comment you've got to make sure I know how to get in touch with you in case you're the winner, an email address or your Ravelry ID or something, K?
Now, no post would be complete without a list of thankfuls:
1. I am thankful that I am such a big wuss, otherwise "Oh, I oughtta..." might have led to "we, the jury, find the defendant..." at one point or another in my life.
2. I am thankful for having a husband that doesn't provoke such anger AND he has the ability to calm me down when I do have one of those "Oh, I oughtta..." moments.
3. I am thankful for The Deadliest Catch on the Discovery Channel.
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