I have also signed up for cake decorating classes at Michael's. Just because I don't have enough on my plate. I love baking so I just want to make the stuff look pretty too!

Still Fighting
Two ladies will be celebrating their 1st Bloggyversary soon. My 1st and 2nd passed without my even noticing. Sad, very sad. Maybe I will remember the 3rd year mark. Anyhoo, why don't ya'll stop by and join in the festivities.
First off, we have Summer's Nook. She will be celebrating on June 27th. All Day. With games & prizes EVERY hour on the dot between 10AM- 8PM. Oh, and if you blog about it between today & tomorrow, you could possibly win a $10 GC to MY Target!
AND
Tip Junkie starts celebrating next week. For 20 days! A prize a day for 20 days. June 30th-July 28th. Sounds sort of like me and my birthday MONTH!
So hop on over and wish them a Happy Bloggyversary!
My last post got me thinking back to... let's just say, a few years ago. So I went to Old Faithful YouTube and pulled up my 3 favorite School House Rock Videos.
I'm not ashamed to admit that I passed many tests because of these cartoons!
Interjections!
Nouns
How A Bill Becomes A Law
I limited myself to 3 but I also loved Conjunction Junction, The Figure Eight & the 5's. Oh, and I literally was a able to recite the Preamble because of School House Rock!
It's been a while since I've updated this thing. I keep meaning to, but I keep forgetting. My nephew just left. He was here since Thursday. It's so different having a kid in the house. Especially a boy. He is such a good kid though. No trouble whatsoever.
My brother came to pick him up today. He was telling me about his last layover. They had gone to a restaurant/nightclub and the place was crawling with old folks. Not cute little couples out for a night of dancing. Noooo, these were all singles looking to hook up. No one was younger than 65. He was telling me about this one old lady in a short skirt and fish net elbow length gloves. I had visions of the Madonna wanna be's of the 80's. He then told me that she was all decked out and even had her cane decorated! Her CANE! Most of the ladies were dressed in minis and push up bras. Or the ones with their bellies hanging out. He also said that all the men had black shoe polish on their hair. Now, have I not taught him anything??? I want pictures!!!
Don't get me wrong, I'm all for enjoying yourself no matter what your age. But for crissake, I don't run around dressing like a 12 year old.
What about you? Would you like to see your mom or grandma dressed like that?Today I have received a few phone calls. Not from sweet friends checking up on my well being or just to say hey. No, these calls are from evil, wicked so called friends, making fun of me for being afraid of thunder & lightning. Every conversation starts along these lines:
Me: (freaking out because someone is calling in the middle of a lighting storm and we all know that it can go through the phone lines and electrocute my ear) Hello?
So called friend: Hey, what are you doing?
Me: Not much
So called friend: So are you under the bed or in the closet??? (laughing wickedly)
For the record, I was not under the bed or in the closet! I was in my bedroom, which just so happens to be the only room in the house that has hurricane shutters on the window. Year round. Not because I use it as a hiding place from storms, but because it makes my room nice and dark. It just so happens that I do hide in there as well. :) When I start seeing blue flashes inside my house and lightning strikes that sound like my tree are being cracked in half, then I calmly walk up to my room to rest for a little while.
I woke up to thunder and lightning. It is now 3PM and it is just now tapering off. It's been like that for the past 3 days or so. I HATE it! I don't mind the rain so much, but the other stuff I can do without. Although, all this water is a breeding ground for these vile creatures. But at least my windows are getting washed.
comes around. In more ways than one! It was not that long ago when my girls were making fun of me in all my big hair glory! They particularly made fun of my sandals. I was never into the bright 80's colors, so I was safe there but I did have a collection of Gladiator Sandals. And guess what? They're baaaaack!
It's about 10AM here and I just woke up. Yeah, I don't have little ones anymore, so Saturday mornings are all mine! But that is not important right now. I'm writing because of my dream. I really don't remember much about it really. But I do remember a few parts clearly. One was that we were getting ready for a hurricanne. Must be that I'm already freakin' out about the season. And another part was that Kari was babysitting at our house and in walks Tanyetta & cutie pie DJ! I've never met them in real life. Just bloggy friends. But I have seen a ton pictures of them on her blog. So that probably means that I'm on this laptop waaay too much!
Happy Saturday!
I have been asked on several occasions at what age would it be appropriate to get a child a cell phone. There is no right answer to this, as everyone's sitution is different. I, for one, did not get my girls phones until they were about 14 & 15. Now I have another point of view for a different situation. And it's not even my kid! The reason for this post is that as part of the Creative Days Of Summer Giveaways at 5 Minutes for Mom, they are giving away a cellphone & service from Kajeet.
Now for the reason that I would like to win this. I have mentioned my nephew and his egg donor in the past. The situation is not an ideal situation to say the least. Thing is, that there have been days that my brother can't find his own son because the egg donor has had her phone cut off. Priorities you know. Nightclubs, her Mercedes, wardrobe etc. Anyhoo, although he is only 9 years old, in this case, I think that having his own phone so that his dad can reach him, would be ideal. The best part about it is that my brother can choose who can call and who can be called. That way, the egg donor can't get a free phone for herself. Oh and the GPS wouldn't hurt either. He would only be using it to call his dad, my mom and of course, me! For now. As he gets older, he can add friends.
Although, there seems to be a ray of hope in the horizon. You see, she is claiming that my nephew, (who just happens to be the sweetest, most well behaved boy on the planet) is "acting up". I've know a few women who suddenly say that their child is out of control and that, is actually code for "he should live with his dad permenantly". It's about that time. Her oldest was 10 when she sent him to his dad. We can only hope.
As always, I went off on a tangent. If you would like to enter to win this prize, be sure to visit 5 Minutes for Mom!
It's time for another edition of In Search Of...
This is where I post what people search and my blog comes up as a hit.
Here is Part 1 & Part 2, in case you're bored. So without further ado.
Do you hear what I hear?
What exactly do you hear? Weird voices in your head? Actually, I sometimes have that little angel/devil thing going on. Just like in the Flintstones!
had to pee" "couldn't hold it anymore"
I'm sorry to hear that. Did it happen in public? Did you make a puddle? They sell Depends at Target if you're interested.
my feet smell like vinegar
Yuck! Thanks for ltting me know. I'll be sure not to try to smell your feet now. And how exactly did that lead them to my blog?
compulsive hoarding photos
Guilty as charged. Yes, I do hoarde stuff. I rarely post pictures of the stuff though. Sorry.
how to never lose anything
When you find out, please fill me in. While you're at it, please let me know how not to forget things as well!
my eyes hurt from the laptop
Then get off the darn thing! Unless you're a glutton for punishment like myself!
"boobs have gotten huge"
I hear ya sister! In my case, it's just a matter of gaining way to much weight.
real life case of remembering last birth
Now this one boggles my mind. Do you remember giving birth or doo you remember being born? If it's the 1st one, then ok. I remember that too. But if it's the latter, ou have come to the wrong place. I don't even remember last week ;)
upcoming trip, afraid to fly
This one is totally understandable. I crap buckets everytime I get on a plane. BUT since I just started flying recently, 2 1/2 years ago to be exact, I say go for it. Pop some Dramamine or Ativan and have fun when you get there. Since 2005 I have been on about 18 planes and one helicopter. Plus I have knocked some things off my bucket list!
what does the name lissete mean
This is from one of he baby names sites:
Meaning of Lisette - What does the name Lisette means?
Pronunciation:lee-zett
Gender: Girl Name
Origin:French
Name Meaning:
Form of Lisa, which is short for the Hebrew name Elizabeth, meaning "pledged to God."
These last 2 are somewhat related
cigarettes don't stink/ cigarette "just started smoking"
First of all, they do stink! Second, stop now! Before it's too late!
Slow weekend around here. For me at least. Kari had a pretty full weekend but the party is over. She started work today. I am so glad that she is self motivated and does not need that push to get her rear in gear. Except for cleaning up her room that is. But that is not imporant right now. She is working at a school over the the Summer and was asked if she would like to stay on for the regular school year. That would be great. Except for the fact that it would be a part time position, about 40 minutes from home(without traffic) and gas at upwards of $4 a gallon. She would be working solely for fuel. Although she would be doing what she loves, working with kids, she definitely needs to find a place closer to home. She is also decided to attempt a double major. Originally it was just Early Childhood/ Elementary Education. Now she has added Business simply because of the crap that they pay our teachers here. She hopes to someday own her own little school.
Since I have gone off and bored ya with my rambling, here is a funny hat always makes me giggle. Although, I am quite in awe, because I can't do the ABC thing. Sober!
Doesn't look that big in the picture huh? Trust me, it's huge! Almost as big as godzilla a small rabbit! Still lookin' for a frog exterminator by the way.
Design Elements: Shabby Princess