Cheap Thrills

How much does this phallic pencil holder rock? I was scrambling around in the supply closet at work looking for some thumb tacks and found this gem. I haven't seen one of these in years! Naturally, I had to claim it for my very own.

Gumball Machine

When my mom was a little girl, her Daddy often ran Wavaho gas stations. Go Go Go with Wavaho! This gumball machine was in one of those gas stations, and somehow, Mama managed to hang onto it all this time. She gave it to me when the kids were teeny because they loved it so much and wanted to bring it home. It's made of 1/4" thick glass and metal with the words: Northwestern Morris Ill. etched into the back of the glass. It still works, and when I take the top off to refill the candy I have to use the biggest and meanest screwdriver I can find, since most of the tread of the foot long screw holding on the lid has been chipped away.

This machine takes only pennies. Isn't that great? We keep a little change holder by the machine for all of our spare pennies. Absolutely every child (and most adults) that come through our door head straight for those pennies to get a handful of whatever happens to be in the machine at the time. Right now it's jellybeans, but it has been filled with everything from M&Ms, Skittles, Runts, Red Hots, Mike and Ike, and candy corn.

Language and Accents

I've a good head for grammar. I read it and write it well, and speak it well most of the time. I have noticed, however, that I often go all Ellie Mae Clampett.

For example, the other day at my PRN job, I was asked about my new part time job and if I minded not working full time. I said "I don't want no damn full time job! I want to sit my ass at the house all I can and work just enough to shut Chris up!"

Another time today, I was asked about the pizza that can be found at a local gas station (yes, a gas station) and I answered "I'll tell you what. They will flat give you $30 of pizza for your $20; that's how good it is."

January, in Review

I stole this idea from Casey. Rather than wait until the end of the year to make assessments on how we are doing on living the life we want to live, let's take inventory once a month.

In January, I did many more things that made me happy. I read more, I stitched more (2 Celtic knots in January), I exercised more, and I feel like I was a great mom. I only bought one block of Velveeta, which is quite an improvement, and I stayed far far away from Doritos. That isn't to say that I did not indulge in crunchy stuff dipped in creamy stuff. It is only to say that I did not OVER indulge in crunchy stuff dipped in creamy stuff.

I worked at the hospital a very reasonable amount (I heart PRN) yet was able to be home when the kids were sick, needing Mama pampering. I did lots of cooking and Chris spoiling too, which makes me happy.

For February, I vow to get our taxes done (H&R Block will do ours for $49 because I was a college student in 2008)walk 10 miles a week and put in that damned Body Boot Camp DVD that I bought the first week of January. And, if I am a very good girl, I will move my puff along with the DVD, and not just watch it and think ugly thoughts about the tight bodied bitches on the screen in front of me.

Yes, I will jump right on this bandwagon

She looks hot. I like her curves. Though,those jeans are rather scary.

Life is Too Short for Ordinary Glassware

My parents were having supper at the home of one of their church friends and mom saw that the lady of the house had these cartoon glasses sitting out on her counter. She mentioned how I loved cartoon glasses and that sweet hostess wrapped them up and sent them to me! Today I am drinking out of the Fozzie glass because Janice is on this one and she is my favorite Muppet. I giggle just thinking about how she says she won't take her clothes off for anyone, even if it IS artistic.

These sorts of glasses are all we use at Nestlewood. I started collecting in '95 or so, but most of those have been broken over the years. These days, I mostly find them at yard sales or on eBay, and I never pay much for them. It's so much fun to have company and let them look through the glasses and decide which one they want their drink in while they are here. As for myself, each day, I decide how I'm feeling and choose a coordinating glass.

When I'm feeling chubby and okay with it, I choose Theodore.





When I'm hormonal and blue, I choose Tenderheart Bear, but only because there is no Bitchy Meany Self Loathing Bear and because I don't have a Grouchy Smurf glass.











If I'm overwhelmed by work, tasks, and the like, I let Linus speak for me.

Lazy Smurf is used the most rarely of all the glasses, and is the most special. This one is used on the days I don't have to go anywhere or do anything that I don't want to do.

Various and Sundries

My job is PRN and I have been off since New Year's Eve. It's lovely. I'm cooking and cleaning and stitching and reading and exercising. Of course, I am not making money.... I put in another PRN application today; we'll see where it goes.

There has been major flooding in our area. Lina and Huck were supposed to go back to school on Wednesday, but school was canceled yesterday and again today. It's a good thing I haven't been working this week, or the kids would have been strewn to the 4 winds, and I would have met flooded roads on my way to work. The water table of the river under the interstate bridge that I have to cross to get to work? It is reaching the underside of the bridge, according to the local news. Floods are the Deep South version of blizzards, I suppose.

Haven't We All?

My Latest Obsession

Somebody give me some Tylenol. Cheyenne Jackson is givin' me a fee-vah.

He can sing, he can dance, he can act, he can poke fun at himself. What's not to love? However, all we women who want him are SOL. The lucky men get him all to themselves.

A girl can dream, can't she? And I do. Oh, yes, I do.

Air Conditioning

I turned on the A/C today. Really and Truly. Of course, I stay hot all the time, perimenopause and all that. Seriously, I had to change the sheets this morning because I SOAKED them with sweat last night. I got up with my jammies soaked and had to walk outside on the porch to dry the sweat. Not to cool off, mind you, just dry the sweat. Chris wonders why we even have heat, as I dare anyone to turn in on. I walk around barefoot and in spaghetti strap tanks with loose fitting capri pants in what everyone else considers to be the bleak midwinter. Today I am wearing what I call my "naked dress". It's spaghetti strapped and comes to just above my knees, and I wear no bra,and no panties. It's the closest I can get to running around naked without breaking any laws or hurting anyone's eyes.

A Bass-Ackwards MeMe

In this MeMe, I don't tell you random things about myself. You tell me random things about myself. Feel free to answer some or all, in an email or in comments.

1. The love of my life:

2. Where you and I met:

3. Take a stab at my middle name:

4. How long you’ve known me:

5. The last time that we saw each other:

6. Would I ever go sky diving?

7. Your first impression of me upon meeting me/seeing me:

8. Am I funny?

9. My favorite type of music:

10. Can I sing?

11. The best feature about me:

12. What do I want to do more than anything?

13. What is one thing that you think I should do?

14. Do I have any special talents? If so, what are they?

15. Would you call me preppy, average, sporty, punk, hippie, glam, nerdy, snobby, or something else?

16. Have you ever hugged me?

17. My favorite food:

18. Have you ever had a crush on me?

19. If there was one good nickname for me, it would be:

20. Your favorite memory of me:

21. If you and I were stranded on a desert island, I would bring:

22. Do I believe in God?

23. Who are my best friends?

24. Will you repost this so I can fill this out for you?