The Start of the 4 Day Weekend.

I have not had a 4 day weekend in a long time. It will be action packed. I got off work today at 12 and came home to clean house and do laundry. It is crazy, but it calms my nerves. Jason came home and we went to work out and go to the store. I then realized that I didn't know what I wanted for dinner. It drives him nuts that I can't just decide what I eat. What he doesn't know is that it drives me even more nuts to be hungry and not know what I want to eat. It is frustrating.

Tomorrow, Christmas day, I will make breakfast and work in the yard as Jason goes over to Eric's to work of the finances for the hall. At 4 pm, I have my congregation pioneer meeting with the elders, followed by dinner at the Hoover's house. Free dinner, yeah!!!!!!!

Friday is the pioneer meeting with the circuit. I always love it because I get to see everyone and it is just so encouraging. I wonder who the speakers will be...........

Sat and Sun is the assembly. So much spiritual food. Can I handle it?

I got some really cute outfits at Koel's. I got 2 skirts, a shirt, a jacket, a necklace, and a dress for 68 bucks. Not bad. That 30 percent off coupon came in handy.

Jason and I had such a good time with Martin and his family on Monday night. He called Jason while I was on my way home from work. I get a call as soon as I am rounding Lake Monroe that he wants us to meet him for dinner at the Garlic Crab House. He promises a real party with seafood and booze. Count me in. So I hurry home to get the smell of wet dog off me.

Voila, we are sitting in The Garlic Crab House which is on the corner of 25th and Park Ave in Sanford. It is sort of on the border of the ghetto. It looks more like a hangout/ fish market with metal crabs on the tables holding the salt and pepper shakers and hot sauces. Jason and I are the only white people there. Martin informs us that he needs to make a run the convenient store for cups. I didn't realize that everyone brought their own alcohol to this establishment. I thought we had to be all discreet about the alcohol, until I realized that the lady behind the counter knows of the alcohol and gets us cups of Coke to mix with our rum. I told you the place was really ghetto.

So many nice friends showed up. A lot of the Sanford crew showed up, beer in tow, and a small boom box to churn out r and b. I felt out of place at first, but then, it was a real good time.

Martin's son in law invited Jason and I to Ohio to visit. He said he would arrange for Jason to give a talk in his hall. Sweet. I have never been to Ohio.

I am so getting ready for this long weekend ahead. Still thinking of the good times of this past week. I love time off.

My Workout Playlist of the Day

1. Chamillionaire- Ridin' Dirty
2. Dirty Vegas- Days Go By
3. Wyclef Jean- Perfect Gentleman
4. Britney Spears- Womanizer
5. Interpol- Evil
6. John Legend with Andre 3000- Green Light(Ready to Go)
7. MC Hammer - 2Legit to Quit
8. Mika- Relax, Take it Easy
9. Vampire Weekend- Oxford Comma
10. The Police - Syncronicity 1
11. Katy Perry- Hot and Cold

Not About Love ------Great Fiona Apple Lyrics.

The early cars
Already are
Drawing deep breaths past my door
And last night's phrases
Sick with lack of basis
Are still writhing on my floor

And it doesn't seem fair
That your wicked words should work
In holding me down
No, it doesn't seem right
To take information
Given at close range
For the gag
And the bind
And the ammunition round

Conversation once colored by esteem
Became dialogue as a diagram of a play for pun (blood?)
Took a vacation, my palate got clean
Now I could taste your agenda
While you're spitting your cud

And it doesn't make sense
I should fall for the kingcraft of a meritless crown
No, it doesn't seem right
To take information
Given at close range
For the gag
And the bind
And the ammunition round

This is not about love
'Cause I am not in love
In fact I can't stop falling out

This is not about love
'Cause I am not in love
In fact I can't stop falling out
I miss that stupid ache

What is this posture
I have to stare at
That's what he said when I'm sittin' up straight
Change the name of the game 'cause he lost
And he knew he was wrong but he knew it too late
But I'm not being fair
'Cause I chose to listen to that filthy mouth
But I'd like to choose right
Take all the things that I've said that he stole
Put 'em in a sack
Swing 'em over my shoulder
Turn on my heels
Step out of this sight
Try to live in a lovelier life

This is not about love
'Cause I am not in love
In fact I can't stop falling out

This is not about love
'Cause I am not in love
In fact i can't stop falling out
I miss that stupid ache

Some pictures for the week.

What can be more entertaining than a crazy 4 year old, a completed bathroom, and a beautiful cake. I wanted to share pictures of my irises, but I forgot to name my photos at uploading, so I thought i would just guess. I guessed wrong. Annelysse was so crazy at the Dougherty's with the fart machine. I am glad the batteries went dead.

Delivery is the Key

I have a weakness for anything on the artsy side. I love museums, art galleries, musicals, symphonies. But then, there is the side of me that will watch TMz and pour over Perez Hilton's blog for the latest gossip from Hollywood. I am such a gossip junkie. I wonder how my two sides co-exist.

I have really been watching and dissecting this whole Caylee Anthony thing. It really upsets me. Two days ago, they tentatively found her remains. It still isn't definitive if they are positively her remains, but the odds are that they are. It so upsets me that this person, the mother of this child, has led the police, her parents, and the American public, on a wild goose chase to find her daughter. Hoping, wishing, deluding, any moment we would find this bright little 3 year old safe. I don't want to believe that she is dead, but when the FBI says "you're dead", uh, you're dead.

I know a lot of it boils down to this young mother not wanting to be a young mother. She wanted to party, to live her own life, a life without the restraints of a child. It is sad that her mother convinced her to have this baby and not let HER make the decision to give it up for adoption. I don' think that is the only issue her. I know plenty of very young mothers, and fathers for that fact, who step up and take the responsibility to be a parent in the capacity that they can. Sure, it means sacrifice. It means giving up a lot. But that is your lot when you decide to conceive a child. Your life is a little less yours than it was in the beginning.

I don't understand Casey's whole way of going about it, unless she just wanted to get back at her mother and hurt her in the worst way she could by getting rid of the child so she couldn't have it. There is no telling. But to boldly go partying and living the single life while your daughter is dead is just plain evil. I know in some capacity, she is crazy. Anyone who can justify killing someone else is crazy in my book. But I think she knew what she was doing. She knew enough to lie, conspire and bend the truth in a thousand different ways, that we didn't come across Caylee's little (alleged) remains that were hidden just blocks from the place she called home.

Why? How could you do this? When there are so many people who want a little girl just like Caylee to love? I don't think any punishment could ever fit the crime.

It is so true that pride is an ugly thing. Narcissist are the worst. And Casey is the perfect description of a narcissist.

Ok, that is my rant on this whole thing. Hopefully, this whole community will get closure soon.

My Newest Reads I Love

I'm So Proud of Myself.

I know, I know, pride before a crash, but really I've done a lot of work in my yard. I wish the same thing could be said about my master bath. I would love to dunk Martin's head in the toilet right now, if it were attached to the plumbing. It greatly incenses me more that he is leaving for (gasp) Puerto Rico and I don't think my bathroom will get finished until he comes back. That will explain why I would like to dunk his head in the toilet.

But, enough about him. I mulched the new bed and I had an iris bloom. Sure, it was only a single solitary iris, but she was beautiful. Must upload the pictures. I extended another bed and put Jason's grill on it's own slab that I laid. I even bought him a cover for the grill. I can finally park on my car port. What an odd thought.

Today is going to be stormy. It is sad that i need to be out is service but the weather is going to be bad. I hope I can at least make it out for the morning.

I am burning lavender and vanilla incense. It so reminds me of happy memories. Isn't it crazy how certain smells can make you think of patches of time. Sometimes, you wish that certain sense wouldn't work. This is a good smell in my book. Happy times.

Work is steady, for the most part. Everyone in this area is crying over the economy. Jason's hours were cut. It was to be expected before he changes divisions. I am sure he'll be happy when that happens.

Our pioneer meeting with the elders is this weekend. Those are always well needed. I always enjoy the encouragement and then the dinner afterward. So nice.

From Chick to Chiq

I guess it is the sign of our bad economy. Jason's company has decided to cut the work week for his division from 5 days to 4. That is an eight hour cut. Corneck interestingly enough mentioned last week that working a 4 day week will benefit you. You really don't make much less money. You have more free time. And you pay less taxes. Oh, the taxes. Plus, one day entirely for yourself. Why not go out in the ministry or just enjoy it?

I watched the documentary on Britney Spear. I pity the poor girl. She is trying to tell the world that she really isn't that happy and her whole appearance and comeback is an illusions. Can we say, "Duh?" Who doesn't know the whole entertainment industry is nothing more than the work of smoke and mirrors?

My second bathroom is almost done. I just hope it is entirely done before this weekend. I hate dust.

What do dreams mean anyway?

So, I have become a regular member of Facebook. I know, why waste my time? It has been really nice finding people from the past, all grown up. It's nice to see what people are up to. Having babies, getting married, going places, some still being immature. It is nice to keep in touch with old friends.

I had a dream the other night about the corny little dance school I went to when I was between the ages of 4 and 8. The dance school doesn't even exist anymore. In fact, when the school went under and moved somewhere else, the owner had our deposits for the next season's dance classes. Betty Vacarro's World of Dance, I think it was called. It's pretty ambitious to call your place a "world" of anything. The dance school did stink and she always picked the ugliest costumes. Although, my very first tap/ballet costume was sooooooo cute. It was a yellow leotard that had a yellow tutu and a lacy overlay thingy for the tap costume. The cutest ever.

Anyway, back to the dream I had. I had a dream that the dance studio was going out of business. The plaza that the studio was in has a highway over it as we speak. So it really, really doesn't exist. But I was allow to go to the costume room and pick out a costume. I picked the big green Scarlett O'Hara dress with the big green hat. Who could dance in that?

I thought my friend Abbie would get a kick out of me having a dream about our old dance studio.

I have to do a lot of tying for Jason today. I was suppose to do it last night, but tired Julie went to sleep at 7:45. How pathetic.

Making the split pea soup again. Delish.

Earthworms of Great Strength

I worked very hard in the backyard today, making room for the new flowerbed that I am developing that includes the 2 laurel oak trees right outside my sliding glass door. I dug up all the rocks and places them ever so gently in a kidney-shaped fashion. What to do next? I really should post some pictures. I always complain that I can't see results, but everyone raves that I have done so much. I can't see it. It is the perfectionist in me.

Under all the rocks that I used, there were tons of earthworms. Gillions of them, and that's not even a real word. Good old fashion earthworms. It made me think if an earthworm farm would be profitable. Maybe I could make some extra dough by selling bait to fishermen. What a sweet idea. I have too many of them.

This will be our bookstudy's last goody-night. Yes, every first of the month we have snacks after the bookstudy. It usually is a big hit and everyone enjoys. I am doing an ultimate fake-out by slicing up the left over pies I have and serve them on a tray with whipped cream. I must get rid of all those pies. This is a genius way to do it.

I am reading A Thousand Splendid Suns, and honestly, I can't put it down. It is a great book. It makes me really appreciate all the freedoms we have as women in this country. Just the thought of being confined to wearing a birqua is so constricting. And that is just a minor part of the culture. You have to read it.

I also saw a great movie. Picture Bride is the story of a young Japanese girl sent to Hawaii to be a picture bride. It's sort like a mail-order bride. The husband-to-be sent her a picture that was 2o years old. When she finally saw him, she was quite upset and spends the better part of the movie trying to go back to Japan. She can't quite save up the money to do so, and ends up staying with her husband. Such a sweet movie.

Sleep is a Delicious Thing.

I really caught up on a little sleep time yesterday. For all of the people that know me, I love my sleep. I have also battled a cold and some sort of intestinal thing for the last 3 weeks and week, consecutively. I also had to work and had a boat load of company in my house. I have been a real crab. I have to admit that I got in a minor fight with my husband on Friday night, and drove the rest of my company home early. It was really nothing. They couldn't decide if they were going to leave then or the following morning. I sort of made the decision for them. Hahahah.

Yesterday, I went in my bedroom at about 6 pm. I watched tv, read my new book, and went to bed at about 8 o clock. It was soooooo nice. To finally catch up on sleep and feel rested. There is nothing like it in the world.

If only I could get rid of this cough.....Annoying as hell.

I'm In a Reading Mood.

I really hate this time of year sometimes. All the holiday music and red and green really start to make me sick 2 days after Thanksgiving. However, I did find the illustrated edition of Marley and Me at Books a Million for 10 bucks. Everyone I've spoken to says that it is a great read, but sad. I would like to read it before I see the movie.

I also picked up

A Thousand Splendid Suns

, by the same writer who did Kite Runner. I thought it would be nice to read a couple of things this year that didn't involve Tori Spelling. I can't believe I read her book in one day. I was on vacation. That was my only saving grace.

We had a nice breakfast with my family before Christina and Alex went home. Alex seems really nice and Christina seems very happy with him. I hope they enjoyed dinner on Thursday. It was nice to have them down for once. The Boston Cream cake was the shiz-nit. My grandma treated us all to Cracker Barrel and refused to let anyone else pay for it. Unknowing to us, she said it was my dad's birthday, so she was celebrating it, even if the rest of us didn't. I totally forgot that it was his birthday. Oh well. 39 again. Nothing makes me happier than biscuits, eggs, and apple butter. And hash browns with cheese. I love a Southern breakfast. Monday, I am back on the wagon. And back to the gym.

The FSU/ Florida game is on. A big rivalry in my family. My dad and grandma went to FSU and my uncle to Florida. My dad and uncle bet each other a dollar every year over which team will win. They end up passing the same dollar back and forth over the years. Family traditions...........

Happy Day off work, Ya'll

I am feeling much better, after 2 days of being able to eat nothing but bland soup and crackers. The fever yesterday after hours on the couch watching Little House on the Prairie. It was the one with Johnny Cash. Such a classic. Jason was nice enough to get me Olive Garden minestrone and bread sticks for dinner. My first real food. I am like 80 percent better. Good enough to have a house full of company over for dinner. It is going to be great. I will take food slow. Just a little meat and some mashed potatoes. Nothing could be better.

Dave and Robin should be here in 2 hours. Christina and Alex should be here by 2. I had the craziest dream last night that my sister and I went to another Coldplay show in Tampa and she got mad at Alex and made him walk from Sanford to my house. So weird. Then, I ended up in Savannah, Ga. Probably because I just visited there and I just watched Ruby, the reality show about the overweight woman trying to change her life. It is really a wonderful show. Nice shots of historic Savannah.

I got up early and watch a Radiohead: In Rainbows, In the Basement on IFC. I do love Radiohead. It is perfect music to relax to listen to while you are doing other things.

So it begins......

The craziness at the work place. This is our busiest time of year. I wanted to die today. Unforch, I will be there again tomorrow. What can I say? I am a glutton for punishment........

Celebrating my 200th post. But who really is counting?

Not much going on in the world of Julie right now. I am still waiting on the final product that will be my new bathroom. I think it will be the shiz-nit. If I could just get Martin to get over here and finish it!!!!!!

Breakfast was ssooooooo good this morning, only because I am the partial chef. I had 4 eggs and some southwestern hashbrowns and they were a great combo. There is nothing like fried potatoes. J and I watch Paula Deen in bed this am and everything she made was in some way fried. I love Southern Women when they cook.

We got the new Scene-it game: Seinfeld Edition. I can't wait to blow people away with my frivolous knowledge of everything Seinfeld. I think we'll play when all the fam is over this week. I can't wait for them to all arrive. Found my Pioneer folder. I can't believe how I've kept up with it. All those notes that I've typed over the last 11 years. I hope I will get to go back to Pioneer Service School this summer. It would be worth not having a real vacation for another year. I still think we will go to Mexico/ Belize for our anniversaire. With all the remodeling work, I haven't really talked about it again.

We went over to the Daley's last night and I am so jealous of her irises. My irises are puny compared to hers. I even fertilized this month. What is the deal? I just don't get it.

I am working 40 hours this week because of the holiday, but I'll get paid for 48. Yippee. That pretty much means service is a bust this week. I will try to squeeze the gym in on Tuesday night and possibly hit it one other day. I really don't want to make it Thursday, even though I know the gym will be open till 12pm. Decisions, Decisions.

I can't believe Ashlee Simpson and that gay-boy husband of hers stole my cat's name for HER baby's name. What a travesty.

Until my next big drama, ttfn

Good to Know About Being Cold

I sat in the Gazebo park in Sanford to watch "Hairspray" and froze to death. No amount of blankets, jackets, or sweaters made a difference. I couldn't believe it. I know it couldn't have been over 45 degrees. It was the wind and the fact we were sort of near the lake. It felt like being up north next to the Potomac River at Mount Vernon in the middle of January weather. I am fondly remembering middle school trip circa 1992. Ah, those were the days.......

Bathroom is getting closer to done. I really should take pictures and show them to track the progress. The slow progress. Hey, the walls no longer have crappy old lady flower wall paper under the ugly white washed paint. They are finished and smooth. I had the dust all over my house a few days ago to prove it. The tile floors do look nice, and I can't complain too much. He really did it as a favor. A favor that HAS to be done by this Wednesday. I hate spelling that day of the week. I bought the paint and it is ready to go.

Family comes in on Thursday. Yeah!!!! Haven't seen Christina since May. It's been too long. I think Alex will be coming too.

Gas price and Bathroom Remodeling Woes.

If the economists say it, I guess it MUST be true. The lower gas prices will eventually hurt the economy in the long run. For who? The gas companies? I am just glad it doesn't cost me 75 bucks to fill up my Pacifica. I will take the gas break for now. I may be paying 7 dollars for a dozen eggs 3 months from now. Who knows? Ask the economists.

My bathroom is closer to being done. He laid the tile and sanded the walls. There was dust everywhere last night when I returned home. Plus, my kitty was scared to death. Must have been the tile saw. I am picking up paint today. "Jardin" green. We'll see how that looks soon.

I am going to see "Hairspray" for the movie in the park tomorrow in Sanford. I invited Lindsay to come. Just hope it's not too cold. Must hit up Starbucks for the white mocha. That would go great with popcorn and a movie.

Speaking of movies, I finally saw "Eternal Sunshine for the Spotless Mind." What a freaky movie, a la Vanilla Sky. I couldn't help but love Kate Winslet's hair. So striking. I don't buy the whole erasing the mind sort of thing. Too Twilight Zone.

I am having too much fun on Facebook. I found people I haven't talked to in 17 or 18 years. Jodi still has letter I sent to her. I am afraid to find out what a 13 year old me wrote to her then. Pretty scary. Loved her throwback pictures of herself in her New Kids on the Block gear. So cute. 13 years old was such a great time, but I wouldn't go back to that time, even if you did pay me. I would so rather be 30. Hey, isn't THAT a movie script?

The Cool Weather IS nice for a change.

It is so hard to believe that Florida can have cold weather. It seems that we have had our fair share lately, and I love it. I found my middle school English teacher on Face book (among many others) I am probably making the same grammatical mistakes in my blogs now that I did in my middle school writings. Dommage. If you are reading this Mrs. Currie, sorry. I did really learn a lot in your class. See, I know now that "a lot" is not one word.

I think I am getting over the cold. All the tea with lemon and honey helped. I was such a grouch yesterday at work. Three of the girls at work are having guy troubles. One of them actually came to me (help them) for advice. She recently broke up with a guy and started dating a new guy. I told her that as soon as things were going good with the new guy, the old boyfriend would pop up out of the woodwork and realize that he wants you back. It's like they have radar or something.

Sure enough, that is exactly what happened. All I said was make sure you know what you want. Be honest with your ex and your new guy and don't be clouded by the ex's guilt. There was a REASON you both decided to break up. Well, that was my advice for the day. I don't like giving advice. Yet, that scenario did happen to me. It involved a sappy letter with a French poem in it. It's funny to watch men be all emotional when they realize they have made a mistake and it's too late. All that stuff really is in the past, and the person will remain anonymous. I am just using it as an example of what ex's try to do to get inside your head. No hard feelings, though.

It further reminds me why I am so glad I am married to a great guy. I think I would shoot myself if I were in the dating scene. Too much drama.

Teaparties are cures for colds, but they can help

The tea party baby shower went off without a hitch yesterday. I took enough antihistamine and gargled enough salt water to manage not to cough or sneeze during the entire party. After the shower, we went to Sanford to a block party all of the cool kids in Circuit 5 were throwing. The band On the Soap Box were having their cd release party. Just a low key cd release party that reminded me a lot of a scene out of a teen movie. Maybe I am just getting too old. It was nice to see everyone.

Today, I am paying for staying out on a cold night without my sweater and standing too close to the fire. I woke up so congested. Jason made me stay home from the meeting today. I haven't done much other than making some horrible pre-made Indian food from a pouch. I can't even take a hot bath because my bathroom with a tub is in shambles. I hope it gets done before all my company comes in a week and a half. My sister will be added to the list of the guest.

I talked to Christina for almost an hour today. She was bringing me up to speed on everything going on in her life. Things like her ex- roommate and sometimes best friend getting arrested. I don't mean sometimes best friend as bad thing. Lona and Christina have known each other for a long time. Sometimes they aren't always on the same page with everything. I hope Lona gets help.

Oh, I missed the most exciting part of today. Harlem caught his tail on fire while I was on the phone with Christina. I am glad I was there to put it out. I had a candle on the kitchen counter. Little Harlem was sitting in the sink with his tail swirling and it swirled right over the candle and immediately caught on fire. I quickly put it out. Harlem was disturbed by the smell of singed hair. Who isn't?

I have turned into a Facebook nut. Thanks, Flood. It has been good to find people from high school and to see where they are in life. Pictures are so telling.

A Little Adult Sesame Street, Anyone?

So, we were with John and Danielle at the Food and Wine Fest Saturday night, and John kept raving about this Sesame Street video of the Count. Who was the warped mind that watched this and thought to make it dirty? It is pretty funny. For all you challenged people, like myself, it's not dirty. Count is really counting all day, slowly.....slowly. Keep your mind out of the gutter for a change.

Food and Wine fest was good. Very expensive. I had so many little plates and little glasses of good wine. Epcot was extremely crowded. The husband was losing his patience, but he was good, knowing I really, really love Epcot.

Coldplay was awesome. If you have never see them live, do yourself a favor and go. They shook the hiz-ouse.

Am a Really THAT Angry???

Yesterday, I threatened to punch someone, shoot a dog, and blow up a machine. I am never one to blame something on hormones, but I think that was the culprit. I also want to kill the cursor right now for magically disappearing. I should complain. I have an entire day off today. I am going away for the weekend. I am leaving work early tomorrow.

I think work is the source of a lot of irritation. My boss has been in a less than agreeable mood. I blame slowing of business and possibly the outcome of the election. I fondly remember him saying that Sarah Palin may be the first "real person" to be elected, even if as a vice president. If I had an opinion, I wouldn't like her, because she hates cats. Who could hate a cat? They are best creatures in the universe.

I have decided that I need highlights to compliment my new shorter haircut. I will prob think about doing something about it next week.

I have all the pieces for a great tea party outfit for next Saturday's shower. I will have to take the picture. I carefully packed up all my tea pots, cups, and saucers for the party. And all the tea I could spare. It will be a good time had by all.

Can We Say "Children of the Corn?"

I saw this in a Time magazine at my uncle's shop yesterday. The girl is slightly creepy but beautiful. She reminds me of someone, although, I can't pinpoint who.

I needed a full oil change and wipers. Uncles can be so helpful sometimes. I feel guilty because I only usually see him every 3 months or 3,000 miles for an oil change.

My friend's sister died this weekend. It made me extremely sad to think that she lost her only sister at such a young age. It reminded me of how precious a bond sisters have. I love my sister. I don't see her as much as I should. We are almost polar opposites and she drives me insane. But, if I lost her, I don't know how I'd react. Sometimes, I think the differences she has gives me the keys to my own genetics. I really don't know what I am trying to say. Maybe her dominate qualities are somewhere hidden in me. Sometimes it is hard to express feelings for your loved ones until it is too late.

I am going to Debbie's study with Miriam today. I have to study up on Judgment day. I finally got a copy of her book, which sits on my nightstand with several other things I need to read. I did start reading it, and I look forward to doing that.

I got my hair cut on Saturday. I am afraid it is too short. I guess it is hair and it will grow back. It just frustrates me that I can't pull it back.

Coldplay and Food and Wine fest this weekend. I can't wait.

World Series....over

I was really pulling for the Rays. Toby kept texting Jason razzing him. He is such a fair weather sports fan. Only bragging when the team is winning. I swear, I have never heard him talk about baseball.

Really don't have time to blog. I have to be dressed and leave my house in 10 min for service.

Next weekend. Spending it in Orlando to go to the Coldplay show, The food and wine fest and possible Animal Kingdom. It is time for the escargot.

Escargot
my car go
Swiftly 150
Wreck it
buy a new one
Your crew run, run, run,
Your crew run, run

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We're Serving Up Pulp Fiction and the Like

I had a wonder service day. We had a nice group and nice times. Nice weather never hurts, either. I got the opportunity to work with John Corneck. He is such a wealth of knowledge and funny stories. Anywhere you've visited, he's lived there. Anything you've done, he did for 5 or 12 years. Anything you've read. He's studied and dissected a million times. He's what the Watchtower study was talking about on Sunday. "Grayheadedness means wisdom."

I went on Debbie Clark's study with a Ms. Miriam Dubois- Rousse. Debbie just loves her and said I would, too. It was so weird, because I have been wanting to go on this study of hers for months. Other people weren't so excited about going. They complain it is hot, there's dog hair everywhere, and the woman talks too much.

Anyway, I went. She is the epitome of a sweet grandma who makes cookies and has flowered wall paper in her bathroom. I just loved her story about her 50 year+ refrigerator with patterned contact paper on it that still works. It just needs a little help every once in a while from the igloo. She has an adorable German Shepherd named Savannah. Debbie says she wrote a story from the dog's point of view. Oh, I forgot to mention she is a writer. Her father was one of the pioneers in the pulp fiction genre. She even published a book of his writings entitled The Pulps, The Adirondack, and the Coon Mountain Bill

She was a missionary of sorts from New York, who worked in Canada. She told us the story of marrying her first love 40 + years after they met. Love at first sight stories that span decades. I am getting goose bumps.

She also told me about the West Volusia county Stamp club that meets every week. Why didn't I know about this? I would have been a member years ago. I know, I am such a nerd.

I had a wonder time, and I love meeting interesting people in the ministry. They really enrich my ministry. They make life a little less dull.

Lovin' the colder weather

It's just really nice to go outside your door and not sweat for a change. It's in the 40's in Florida in October. It really feels like fall. I love fall for the smells. The crisp air, leaves, cinnamon. You know, fall stuff.

I am very sad for a friend of mine, who will remain nameless. I won't go into details at present, but I am thinking and praying for her family at this time. Depression is such a terrible thing. It goes far deeper than just being sad. It is almost unexplainable to me.

We've got a couple of exciting weekends. The Coldplay show is in less than two weeks. We are also planning to go to Animal Kingdom and the Epcot Food and Wine festival. I am dragging Jason to that kicking and screaming. I want my escargot.

Work has been very busy. My boss desperately needs a vacation. I think, if all of us could inspire him to go, we'd send him off on a cruise ship with his wife for at least 10 days. He needs to unwind. I know I need to unwind, but he REALLY REALLY NEEDS A VACATION.

The gardening thing is going really well. I have started on the backyard. It is a daunting task, but I have actually accomplished quite a bit. There is still so much I want to do. I want to get a bird bath, a hammock, a deck box, a fire pit, tiki lamps. The planting is going well. I have actually replanted some oyster plants from the front yard to the back. I've even planted a pineapple. Let's see if I harvest any pineapples. I even bought fertilizer yesterday. The good 'ol 6-6-6, or what I refer to as the mark of the wild beast fertilizer. I guess, according to J, this is the last possible point that I could fertilize. I need to get to it.

Check out Celebrity Rehab with Dr. Drew

I sort of have a crush on Dr. Drew. The best part of the show is Gary Bussey. He has an acronym for everything. You have to watch it to believe. Plus, my Harlem kitty cat makes a cameo. Or, at least his twin does.

You must try this!!!!!! Very good

We had an excellent time at Amura. This sparkling sake tastes very similar to a mixture of beer and sparkling wine. Nice flavor. A little expensive.

Friendship is a less than fickle thing....

I had a splendid day in service. The campaigns are always a good thing. So many people meet up for service. There are always funny conversations to be had with Ron Martin. He's a unique one. Ran into Jim Ogletree and Mike Foster at Wendy's. Oh, the old Sanford bunch. Things really haven't changed.

Lindsay and I got on the same page about Elaine's shower. I can't wait to make pacifiers out of jelly beans and life savers. In fact, I want to go on line right now and see how in the world that can be possible. I love a tea party. Direct me in the direction of the scones.

I didn't make it to the gym today, but instead, went to see Evalyn, who quickly showed me that she and her husband's picture are in the December Watchtower and Awake for December. You see, she was a missionary in the 50's along with her husband, who was a C.O. They were instrumental to bringing the truth to Korea and parts of Japan. It is so nice to have her as a friend. Always making kimchi and sushi for us.

Speaking of sushi, we are all going to Amura tomorrow night. Not to celebrate anything, only to enjoy the food with 20%off. Danielle is working that night. I think it will be nice. I think Garth will be there.

Anyways, not much else.

Random Savannah pics, pardon the randomness

my dad had me take pictures of the airplanes. I need to reemail them to him. Had the wrong address. Love to take pictures of buildings. The mussy picture is of the defunct Ellis square. I intend to retake it when it is restore.

Some Savannah pics.

We had a splendid time with Nate in Savannah. We arrived Friday night. We went on one of the corniest, most touristy tours, a ghost tour. I don't believe in ghosts, but the tour guide was neato. He reminded me of Kris Kristopherson. I don't even think I spelled his name right. Anyway, it was kinda neat to walk around the city at night. The spookiest thing was a big car crash right next to our tour group. I think the tour guide was even shaken up a bit.

Nate's roomies are pretty cool. It's a married couple from Vietnam. They are like close to my parents age and they have 3 kids in West Palm. I think they keep an eye out for my brother. We all went to dinner before the tour at a Japanese place. Then, we introduced my dad to Starbucks. He's kind of an old fashioned guy. Not used to places like Starbucks.

Saturday was gross weather. We went to the AirForce museum near the interstate. My dad was in hog heaven. Mom and I were bored out of our skulls, but it was interesting. We drove out to where Nate works by the airport. We also took a tour of the city by trolley. Hung (Nate's roomy) made us a dinner of steak and shrimp kabobs and sushi rolls. Delish. Evalyn would have been proud.

Sunday, we ran into the Hunds at an interstate gas station, almost 300 miles from home. They were heading up to New York to donate a concrete pump to Bethel. What timing to run into them. Nate took off work and we went back downtown to shop and to get some more pictures. I'll have to post more, when I can. No Paula Deen sightings. No ghosts. Just good times. And Nate making fun of me for not being able to play Guitar Hero. Seriously, though, I suck.

At Odds

Just before I go, here's another Vogue throwback. The SJP and Chris Noth, pre Satc photoshoot at the met. Just love the dress, love the photography. Love the Noth. Anyway, for real, see you when I get back.

It's a can-opener with really big tentacles.

The time before a person goes on vacation can really drag. I got all my cleaning done. It is funny, too, how people invite you to things when you won't be in town. I had two offers today and, sorry, I won't be here.

Dommage.

I think I will catch up on my reading. I have a bunch of new (recycled) tunes on my ipod. I can't wait to leave.


I'll be back Sunday/Monday.

I've Got Georgia and the Economy on My Mind......

Yes, a little allusion to the great Ray Charles. Leaving for Savannah in the morning. I haven't seen my bro in months, and I find out he doesn't even have the weekend off to spend with us. I guess we'll take him out to dinner when he gets off work. Our trip is shortened to Sunday. At least I won't miss another service day.

I was a little concerned that I couldn't get a hold of my brother. It turns out he got a new phone. Ironically, I broke the front screen of my phone. It is more ghetto than ever now. Thanks, Sprint.

I've been a ton crabby this week. I shouldn't be, seeing I have 4 days off. I should be jumping for joy. J and I both have talks tonight, both which we worked extremely hard on. I feel really comfy with what I put together.

I am very proud of Jason. He had become such a great public speaker. He always has been, but he really has improved. The nervousness isn't as great. He seems so relaxed. I am so happy for him.


I have all kinds of plans for my yard. I am going to kill the armadillos that are tearing up my mondo grass. Their days are numbered.

I officially have a feral cat colony. Have to, again, post the pics. It is now on my list of things to do.

About the economy. It is in the dumps, but what can you do? It really is a blessing to listen to the council to keep you life simple. I think it is so important to look at the big picture. Keeping you life simple with save it in the end. That is my feeling.

Darjeeling Limited

So I had the Indian food the other night. I had to watch a movie with India in it. I love love love Wes Anderson. This movie is in his usual unconventional style. I like all the actors, but really have decided that Owen Wilson is one of the homliest men on the planet, with or without bandages. I don't get his appeal with women.

Loved the scene close to the end when they throw all that beautiful Marc Jacobs/Louis Vuitton luggage to the side to catch the train. A little symbolism, have you. I think the luggage really was the star of the show. Plus, who doesn't love love love Angelica Houston. She's like the female version of James Earl Jones. Love her velvety voice.

Had an excellent time at the Tokas' anniversary party. Must post pics. I have been saying that about everything I have posted for the past few weeks. I know I have been lazy. I know when I return from Savannah, I will be inspired.

Speaking of inspired, I was inspired to create a dish that the Publix lady made a few weeks ago. Grilled steak, blue cheese butter, and marsala mushrooms.

Indian Food Friday

On Fridays, J and I usually fend for ourselves for dinner. I had a craving for Thai, but there are no Thai restaurants on my way home. With my urge for something spicy and curry with rice, I thought Indian would be a nice change. The place on the way to my house is vegetarian only. So I got the dish I know I had before and like. Number 53 which is some kind of spicy vegetables (eggplant, onions, peas, etc.) with curry and spices and basmati rice. Really good, but very spicy. It was be talking back to me later.

I just love my kitty. He keeps my feet warm while I type.

Well, I'm done typing now. Gotta pet my kitty and go over my talk. I am so proud of myself. I finished it a week early.

Happy Thursday!!!!

Excellent news! My mom got her old job back at the library, nearly 6 years later. I think it is the perfect job for a geek person like myself. The library. If I didn't enjoy working with animals, I would love to be surrounded by books. Maybe I would collect them instead of cats. ;)

Anyway, I am happy for her. I know she had been looking for a job and I know she liked working at the library. Who wouldn't?

I think we are still Savannah bound next Friday. Judith gave me a tour cd, maps, and a tour book. I am ready to be a geeky tourist. I wonder how my brother decorated his apartment. How do most 25 year old bachelors decorate their pads? My bro doesn't drink anymore, so I think the Budweiser mirror is out. I did want to get him a nice housewarming gift. I am thinking about the Led Zepplin tumblers. Or the Scarface fleece throw. Hey, I want to be practical and fun.

Really weird news. The lady who has cut Jason's hair for the last 8 years died suddenly yesterday. Who is he going to trust with his precious locks now?

Jacquie injured herself at work yesterday. She cut her eyelid on a gate and had to have plastic surgery on it. It was such a big deal because she ripped the tear duct. Poor Miss Cooper. She never gets a break.

I am looking forward to service today. I am so pumped for the tract campaign in a few days. It is such a concise and to the point little tract. I think it will really make people think.

Well, I got nothing else for you today. Peace out.

Proof that I'm so immature

Okay. I am a dork. My music taste has developed a tad more since I was 12. But, as you may have read, I've gone gaga since I learned that New Kids on the Block got back together. Granted, I am not going to the show and I don't buy cds anymore. But, I have anxiously awaited them to return.


Sooooooo,

I am watching Behind the Music on Vh1. I am watching the part where they are heading to the recording studio in Orlando, Florida. Let me put that in quotes, "Orlando, Florida," because as I am watching, I am realizing that they are recording in the studio that is 2 buildings down from where I work!!!!!! Ahhhhhhhhhh!!!!!! They were so close and I didn't even realize that!!!!!! The New Kids recorded an album like 200 feet from my office and I didn't even catch a glimpse of them. How is that fair?

I guess it was a good thing. Erin and I would spend all our free time stalking them. We wouldn't have gotten any work done. And how would it look to others to see 2 thirty-something girls acting like groupies? Did I just use the term Thirty-something and apply it to me?

I went to see Mamma Mia! last night. Cute.

We have an excellent weekend with Dave and Robin. Their house will be done at the end of the month. Why were there buzzards over John and Diane's house. I have the pics to prove it. Very Alfred Hitchcock.

Going to Savannah next weekend. I can't wait.

What cooler weather means to me.....

In Florida, "cooler weather" is just an expression meaning that you don't drip sweat the moment you walk out your door. All you Fla people know what I am talking about, in detail. "Cooler weather" is generally in the 60's in the am and gets up to the mid 80's without the dastard humidity. It actually feels really good right now. You can actually enjoy walking down the street for service. I even washed and waxed the car in my driveway at 2 pm. There is a county worker in my yard enjoying the shade of my tree, sitting on the clock, spending my precious tax dollars to take a break. Lovely. That never happens in the summer without me passing out. I even cleaned off my patio.

My backyard is so in shambles. It really needs help. Without rain, my plants are wilting. I haven't weeded or mulched any of my flower beds in the backyard, and my impatiens are dying. Help!!!!!

We are going to Vero tomorrow. I am meeting Dave and Robin at Chili's.



I am going to Savannah in 2 weeks. I can't wait. I haven't seen my brother in such a long time. He left a message on my phone a few days ago. He sounded really excited about moving to his new place. His roommate is from Vietnam. I think I'll bring him some mags in Vietnamese. Gotta get service time when i can if I go on vacation.

Galatians is the Bible reading this week. Such a concise book of the Bible. So many details about Paul.

Prelude to a great week

The memorial and the following dinner turned out really nice for Brother Haskell on Saturday. We were entertained by John's antics on "open-air food." He has his points, but come on.

Yesterday, I kept using the term "Dick-wad." I really shouldn't. It is not nice, to say the least. It just feels nice to call someone that.

Work went by great. I had a great laugh first thing Monday morning when I received by paycheck and saw that it was written out for $42.67. I laughed, then I cried. I am glad I am not a person that pays bill at the last minute, because I would have been screwed. It was a computer error and Mck will write me a new check on for Wed.

We went over to the Vigil's house for football last night. I am not always up for going over people's houses during the week, after work, for that, but we had such a good time. I love it when other people make tacos. When you make them for yourself, it just isn't the same. The same is true with spaghetti. Why is that?

We are going to Vero Beach this Friday for the weekend. It will be nice to get away. I think Dave and Robin are picking me up so we can hang out while Jason is in the poker tournament with Flood. I'll be happy to get away from that, thank goodness. It will be nice to see Mike from Seattle.

I guess the economy is officially in the toilet. I really just care about how it affects me personally. I already have a house and a car loan. I don't rack up credit card debt. So I can't say I will have trouble getting a loan. Then there is the rising gas and food prices. How will by 401k do? What about job security? I am not going to panic just yet. It would be stupid. Trusting in men is what lays a snare. I think that is in the Bible. If not, I'm in trouble.

I Heart Diamond Dave

I was 8 when I first saw this video. I never realized how gay some of David Lee Roth's outfits were back then. The rainbow striped unitard or leotard is quite reminiscent of my 1st grade tap costume. Somewhere in my mom's house, there is a picture of me in a similar outfit striking a pose.

Sorry if the quality of the video isn't that great. I had to put it up for nostalgia.

Death of a Legend

I just found out that Paul Newman passed away. I have always loved Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid. Love the salad dressing. He just seemed like an all over nice guy. I just attended a funeral for someone today that I had a conversation with just last week. Life is so quick and fleeting.

Peace out, Cool Hand Luke.

I'm all out of fresh words

It's early in the morning for me, oh, around 7'ish. I am ready for the service day. All the kitties are fed and taken care of. Work yesterday blew by very quickly. I must have been having fun. Very unusual for me.

I am making Jason read Death of a Salesman by Arthur Miller. I know it is suppose to be underlined, as it is a book title, but for some weird reason my puter won't let me do control "u" right now. Weird. I thought he would gain some insight. In addition, it is a great play. I read it when I was a senior in high school. I liked it so much, I kept the school's copy. I know, I am notorious for stealing books. Don't lend me a book. I will take it. Do you know I have library cards for 3 counties? And warrants in every city but Houston.

The weather is really cooling off for a change. it was below 80 degrees in the middle of the day. I know that sounds strange for someone who may live up north, but for us Florida people, that is a big deal. There is nothing in the world like not sweating your brains off at 7 or 8 am. It was even alright at around 2 pm. The wind was nice. I wanted to go to the beach and fly a kite.

I have to type J's talk for this evening. Bible highlights. He is really turned out to be a great speaker. I know I'm a tad partial, but he really is. No lie. I know Haskell used to give him pointers. "There is a line, a demarcation, that you need to cross." Boy, I am so going to miss that brother.

He will be sadly missed.

I found out yesterday that a beloved elder in my hall passed away early Monday morning from a massive heart attack. He was in his eighties. He was an elder who you loved to hear give a talk. He was so insightful and had a mind sharper than a tack. I learned something in every single one of his talks. He and his wife moved to our hall about a year and a half ago. I knew his health wasn't good, but he didn't let anything like bad health stop him. He was quite active and always had a twinkle in his eye. I used to joke, we all did, that he reminded us of Dr. Evil. (Unknowing to him, he really was dead on) He was so endearing. I am sad that I did not get to know him better as a person.



If it is any consolation, he died shortly after doing what he loved most, next to the truth.

I know he will be sadly missed by his family and the whole congregation. My thoughts and prayers are with his family.

Life can be so short and fleeting. Never take your loved ones for granted. Always hug them and tell them how much you care for them. You may never have the chance if you wait.

Celebrating The House that Ruth Built

Today marks the last game in the old Yankee Stadium. Not to worry kids. A new stadium is popping up next door.

My husband, 2 of his childhood friends, and I went to see the Yankees play the Detroit Tigers in the summer of 2006. This was my first Major League baseball game and my first trip to Yankee stadium in the Bronx. What a lovely time we had. Free beers at the Yankee club across the street. Chicken parm pizza, seeing the green green field of the stadium for the first time. John Corneck once said that feeling must be the closest thing to seeing heaven. It is greener than any green you will ever see. It may be a little over the top to say that, but he is right. I really enjoyed myself, even if the Bronx Bombers didn't win. The Tigers had the best record in the league. It was a great game.

Growing up, I wasn't interested in Baseball. But I always said that if I was, I'd like the Yankees. (Vise A Vi the connection with Seinfeld.) Then, I was introduced to Derek Jeter after his fling with Mariah Carey. I was a sort of un-baseball fan of the Yankees at this time. Then, I learned that the Yankees were my dad's team when he was a kid. He doesn't watch any sports that don't involve rednecks and vehicles. (cough, you know, Nascar.) Then, I married a Yankees fan. Now, I am a fan.

Even though there season is over.(It was a stinker. Too many injuries.) Today, we are celebrating the stadium in all it's glory. No matter the score, Yankee stadium goes down in history.

Geico Add Stirs the Pot

My boss and I were discussing this ad. I love the Cavemen, it really doesn't make me want to get Geiko.

More Dramz at the work place.......

sooooooooo, do you really want to know what happens when a lot of cranky underpaid women work together? You end up with a little thing called drama. Most people who know me know that I am very easygoing. I pretty much go with the flow and do what is asked of me. The only time I get annoyed is when people but their nose into my business or try to run the show when it is not their concern. Not everyone I work with is as laid back as I am. There is the rub. NOW, there is tension. I am not naming names. I just wish I could just go to work and be done with it.

I don't want to act like nothing bothers me or that I am a perfect employee. I have my own idiosyncratic mayhem that I do inflict on people. That could really drive someone up the wall. I do tend to talk a lot when I should shut up. I do stick my foot in my mouth. I do tend to be lazy every once in a while. Sue me. At least I don't make it a habit. I come to work and get what I am suppose to do done. I guess I view it as a means to an end and it doesn't control me. I can't say the same thing for others. I really can't say what makes other people tick. I really don't care, either.

I am just going to enjoy this weekend and have another glass of the San Sebastian Vintner's white.

Happy "Talk Like a Pirate Day"

Read Wil Wheaton's blog... It truly is funny.


listening to: The Hours- Narcissus Road

Happy Thursday!!!!

Today will be a great day in service. I am just going out on a limb and making myself be positive for a change. I think I'll be back on the healthy eating wagon again. Do you know I've have like 4 hamburgers in the last 2 weeks? I don't what the deal is with me and red meat lately. I am just craving hamburgers and greasy fries. And coffee drinks. It is driving me bonkers, but I haven't been drinking water, eating fruits and veggies, or working out as often. Maybe this is the ending of my "Summer of George."

In another direction, we are going to visit Flood and Jaime at the beginning of October. I don't mind visiting them. I just hate poker fest. I really dislike poker and everyone plays for hours on end. They really get into it. And if you are one of the rare few that doesn't like it, tough crap. You are stuck on your own. It really makes me cringe at the thought of going right now. I just wish I had money or the desire to shop and I would just spend the day at the mall. I guess the lack of desire is brought on by the lack of money. It's a vicious cycle.

Work has been pretty dull lately. Sadly, my office manager's mother died Sunday. Complications of COPD.

I do have a few things to look forward to. I am suppose to go to Savannah and DC next month to visit Charles and Nate. I miss my brother. I haven't seen him in 4 months. I haven't seen my grandfather in almost a year. We are going to see Coldplay in November, and we are going to stay a weekend by Disney to go to Animal Kingdom and the Food and Vino festival at Epcot. How I love the Cerveza Garden. I guess I could stand to let J play a few measly hours of poker. I could bring all my scrapbooking stuff and have a ball. Yeah, that will never happen.

Cute classic

This reminds me of the cat food I fed Fluffy today. True fish heads.....Enjoy

Sad news

Just got the news that legendary Pink Floyd member Richard Wright died today of a heart condition.

Where will I find an extra $16,500?

That is an estimate of how much a newborn child will cost you the first year of their life. Crazy, huh? I just read this article in the new issue of Elle magazine. The article was written by a woman plagued with the decision to have or not to have kids. It was a strictly secular view, but she made some really good points. Having a kid is really also a financial decision. Most women, many I know personally, only view having children as filling emotional or physical need. Not that there is anything wrong with having children for that reason. The article brought out that most people don't look at the decision with dollars and cents (or sense) $16,500 the first year. I am thinking seriously about just getting another cat.

People with children are twice as likely as their childless counterparts to file for bankruptcy or have a foreclosure on their house. The writer also talked about the option of moving in with her parents. They even did an experimental "baby fund" to curve spending to see if they were serious about sacrificing the luxuries in life to have a child. They totally caved.

I think the writer is in the same boat I find myself in. I love children. I would love to be a mother. I just don't see it being financially possible with what my husband and I make. It wouldn't be fair to us or a child. Thats surpasses any desire I may have. In addition, where would I have time to raise a child? I just don't think I could do it. There are a lot of people who say, "If you wait until you have the perfect circumstances to have a baby (or to get married) it will never happen." Hey, that is fine with me. I don't have to have a child to feel completed, fulfilled or satisfied as a woman. That may sound a little selfish, but it is really not. Who says that children are naturally the next step. I believe that not everyone is cut out to be a parent. Just as I feel that marriage isn't for everyone. I think it takes a lot of courage to go against the grain and do different from the crowd.

I know my anti-baby rant has gone on long enough.

On the lighter note, The Affair of the Necklace was a great jewel of a movie.

Murder, Death and Mystery in Fern Park Fl

I have recently realized that a lot of crime happens in the little corridor of Casselberry/Fern Park. In the last year, we've had a woman (she happens to be a client and a Mary Kay lady, too) who stole a possible 1 1/2 million from the huge Catholic church in the area. We had a suicide of another client in the parking lot across the street. Another client had almost a half a million in jewels stolen from her car. We had the car thief in our parking lot last yea r. And just this week, a man was gunned down in front of his apartment building.

Fern Park isn't just for boobie bars any more. It's full of carnage.

I found a Southeastern Crowned snake on my patio this week. I'll have to post a pick. It is more yard work this am. I have to start posting a live journal like Elisha so I'll actually track my progress. Everyday, I think of the big task I have with this yard. It seems never ending.

A Day to Reflect....

This day marks the 7th anniversary of the tragedy that took place in New York, PA, and in Washington DC. It was such a dark day that changed the lives of so many people. I sometimes question the governments foreknowledge of events. I sometimes am a little skeptical of what the government claims they did or did not know beforehand. I am not going to focus on my own conspiracy theory. I think of all the victims and their families at this time. It is so wonderful to know what the truth is sometimes. It gives me the light in this dark world.

Not Dark Yet, But it's Gettin' There

I have a lot on my mind as of late. I'll start with the non-essential stuff. I watched three movies this weekend, all having to do with real people. First, Becoming Jane, a bio-pic on the life of Jane Austen. I like Anne Hathaway and I adore J.A. but the movie turned out to be a little on the boring side. James Mcavoy is a cutie.

I also watched The Notorious Betty Page, a movie about the rise of the most famous pin-up. I have always been intrigued by her pictures. It is amazing that she is such an icon, who is still alive for that fact, but wants to remain out of reach of people. I do love the use of antique cameras and black and white in the film that gives it that nostalgic feel. It makes me wish I was in Miami Beach circa 1954.

Last, but definitely not least, I'm Not There. It is a movie that is suppose to be about Bob Dylan. Other than a soundtrack of Bob Dylan songs and cover, I don't know how all the characters (6 in all) have to do with Bob Dylan. I guess I'll have to do some research and read some Bob Dylan poetry to get this movie. Great soundtrack and great performances by Heath Ledger and Cate Blanchet. You almost forget you are seeing a woman portray a man.

I've not written about this whole Caylee Anthony fiasco. Only because it has been so annoying. The mother, Casey Anthony has been a real thorn in my side. How could you let your child go missing for over a month, if you say you didn't kill her, and not tell anyone? And the grandparents, Cindy and George Anthony, How could you not report your own child, the mother and your grandchild missing for over a month, if you had no idea what was going on? My own mother would not let even 2 or 3 days go by if she hadn't heard from me. And I am 30 years old. And a child is not even involved. I think there has been a lot of neglect and a lot of covering up going on. I am not saying that this woman, Casey, deliberately killed her child. I think the child is dead, fault of the mother, and she has buried her somewhere, and the grandparents are now trying to save their daughter. I think it is sad. I think she needs to fess up and tell what she knows. I think the grandparents need to get out of the cloud of denial that they put themselves in. But I also think people need to quit parking in front of their house and protesting. That is not going to help bring that little girl home.

Thirdly, I just found out yesterday that some man is suing my place of employment for a slip and fall. He claims that he fell and broke his hip in our parking lot on April 7th. I remember the day. This man, whom we have never seen before, limped into our office to buy dog food. Shelley helped him with the food out to his car. He was having a hard time walking. Dr. Mck and Mr. Kirk were in the parking lot, some random chance, and helped him to his car. We asked if he could drive and he said he could because it was his LEFT FOOT that was hurt. He never mentioned, "Hey I fell in your parking lot. I need an ambulance." He just limped in and said he had a hurt foot. This happened like 5 months ago and we just got a letter from the guy's attorney. What a wacky thing. I don't think he has a case. I almost wonder if he purposely came to the office to establish a place where he could in turn sue someone for money. That is my gut feeling. Anyway, I hope we win.

I love this commercial

2008 VMA dream

I had the craziest dream last night. I have been watching promos for the new vma's and I had no idea who the host was. Who is Russell Brand? Why is he hosting? so, my dream consisted of me being asked to be a dancer in one of the numbers, ala Mike Myers a couple years ago. I was at some kind of rehersal. It was some kind of pirate number. All the pirates were women. Kim Kardasian was also in the show. What a weird dream. On stage, there was this oversized pirate ship, but it was like one of those playskool toys from when you were a kid. On the pirate ship were all these weird fake animals. They reminded me of the claymation animals in the old Sinbad movies. Really freaky. I just had to get this all down so I wouldn't forget it. I don't know why I want to remember it. Just crazy, i guess.

Happy Day off work, Ya'll

I know it is the first day of the service year. I always celebrate my labor day off by being off. I know that can sound pathetic. It is the lack of good quality sleep that is influencing me.

I so enjoyed Moske's visit this time. I now realize that I have been spelling his name wrong. Shame on me. His talk on Sunday was so cute. All the different kinds of dogs and how they can represent our actions. That talk wouldn't be the same if you used cats in the illustration. You have Siamese cats and calico cats, ragdolls, persians, Cornish Rex, Scottish folds. Nevermind........

I am working in the yard today. All of Moske's dog talk made me realize, yes, during the talk, that I need to tend to the front flower bed. It is empty. I think I'll be moving the mondo and the purple queen and finally cut down the dead azalea bush. I replace it with the decorative rock and the vine.

I love paying bills on line. Save a stamp. More for letter writing service.

We went to Chili's last night with Lindsay and Johnathan. I am so glad they came to our hall. I really like them both. I have to get my little mixer going in a few weeks for all the girls. You see, I have the bucket o mojito that needs to be cracked into. I really can't wait.

My cousin had the baby. William Jackson. 7 pounds, 14 oz. 20 inches long. With dark hair. That's all i know now. I need to go see him this week. if i put it off to long, he'll be leaving for college. It's a sad lot how fast little ones grow up.

I'll post a pic as soon as i can. I need to post a pic of my new babies. The new car and kitty Brooklyn.

Someone sent me this tidbit......

There comes a point in your life when you realize
who matters,
who never did,
who won't anymore,
and who always will.
So don't worry about people from your past,
there's a reason why they didn't make it to your future.

It was accompanied by a group of really cute baby pictures and a chain email. I'm totally confused, which is the norm. I just really like the nugget I just pasted up above. It really is true.

This Video Still Gives Me Chills......

Gotta love Johnny Cash. Gotta love Nine Inch Nails.

This Day is a Purple Monkey, for real ya'll!!

I am having the weirdest week ever. It is the week after the convention. I am so pumped after the convention. We have the c.o. visit as well. Plus, we had the storm that wrecked havoc and foolishness on my yard. Yes, I am still picking up branches. I am so tired and worn out. I am two years passed having a vacation. My brain is literally melting. It is coming out of ears.

My eye turned bright red today. The product of being too tired last night and sleeping in my contacts. I know, naughty, naughty. It really is a bad habit. A habit i got out of unless i am just too dang tired, which I am. It totally ruined my service plans, because I had to come home and take them out and was not able to drive. I did get to go to Evalyn's dinner. It was great. Turkey plus cake equal nap time.

I have been having interesting dreams with interesting accompanying thoughts. I think it is also a product of no sleep. They seem so real, but I don't know why I ponder over these things time and time again. What was in the past is in the past. I can't change it and make it any better or any worse, for that matter.

Time is a healer, but it is also a hell of a beautician.

My life has such a unique cast of characters. I sometimes spy on other people's blogs. Those with better computer skills than I, know who you lucky people are. I sometimes think I have the boring monotonous life. I really don't. I do what I love to do. I don't have to work numerous hours just to pay for all the things I don't need. I sort of like my job and the people I work with. Not all the time, and esp. not at this point and juncture. People at work, you know who you are, can be annoying and nosy.

I look back at my life when maybe I didn't have all the things I needed. Maybe I didn't make the right decisions. Maybe I was a little blinded by stupidity. Do I have the wisdom never to make those stupid blunders again? Would I use what know now and save myself from the pain of ignorantly trusting my heart? I hope so.

I am a little sentimental right now. A friend of mine is going through a tough time with a separation from her husband. I thought they have it all. What went wrong? I have always heard, if you have ever loved someone, in any capacity, that love never really goes away. It may just take another shape. For her sake, I hope she realizes how true that statement is.

I could ramble on and on about all the little thoughts that pop into my head.

Moski's visit has been great. The service meetings really help me to see the need to use the reasoning book as the "mini Bible encyclopedia"

Last Thursday was a Pink Elephant, no lie.

So, our convention this year has come and gone. Wow, how it flies. I thought I'd never make it through Friday. So much good information. I thought I would look at my notes and make a short synopsis of the convention in my blog. I figure, what is the point. It is not like I have a faithful following of this crap that I call my blog. To be serious, I only write it for myself and to relieve stress. Everyone else's blogs are way more interesting. That's why I spy on them.

So, I saw very many people I haven't seen in a long time. I met new ones. It was nice to see Katelynn there. I miss her. I am glad she is getting settled in the new congregation.

So much emphasis was on the holy spirit guide my life. I definitely need to pray and study more. Not worry quite as much.

Tuesday is a free day. I am going to spend it studying, cleaning up the yard, and typing Jason's first instruction talk.....yeah! Lots o boring stuff for you. At least I won't have to be working.

Our CO visit is this week, too. We have so much to plan for and look forward to. It is hard sometimes to soak it all in and enjoy.

I am so sick of Tropical storm Fay. I know she is technically gone, but I am still sick of the lasting rain. I want to die for all the branches in my yard.

Speaking of rain, Bob Raines from Bethel gave two awesome talks at the convention. He is such a great speaker. I remember when he gave the dedication for our hall in Sanford. That was over 7 years ago. How much time has past.

Gillian looks awesome. Marriage has done her well. I don't care what she says, she has NOT put on weight.

What will this week bring? I hope not much. I don't think I could take much excitement. I can't wait to read both of the new books.

I can't wait to go to bed.

SO Funny

Found this awesome clip from youtube. DR. Katz was a great show. Jim Gaffigan, funny as usual

The Clearwater Gaffigan show was great

We just got home, like, oh, 7 hours ago. The show was amazing. Jim Gaffigan was so good. I couldn't stop laughing. We had a great time with Lyronn and Kate. The ride home, though, was long and painful. We were all so tired. Don't you hate it when you come home late at night but you are too wired to sleep? That was me 7 hours ago. I hope I can function on 5 hours of sleep today.

I was a little mad, because I got the impression we weren't supposed to bring our cameras in for the show. We left ours in the car and Jim was taking pics with people in the lobby after the show. I should have known that because he PERSONALLY, BY EMAIL, told me to stop by and say hi. Stupid me. I saw the Akins at the show. What a surprise to run into people from my job.

I have about 20 gift cards with like 20 cents on them. I wish there was somewhere I could cash them in and get some money. It just seems like a waste.

We had Boston Market last night. What a disappointment. I am still tasting it. I usually like their food, but this particular one was nasty. That is where we had to eat because we were in a rush. I didn't leave happy.

I can't wait for the convention. I hear of some interesting new couples that are dating in our circuit. I want to see this mess for myself. No names, of course.

Today is an Orange Monkey.

That was the vitamin of choice this am. I know I'm too old to be eating children's chewable vitamins but I can't stand the grown up ones. They are too vitaminy and I want to puke after I taste them Gross. Plus, I pee bright yellow after I eat them That can't be good.

I got a personal email from Jim Gaffigan. Maybe I am just blowing this all out of proportion. Maybe he's got a ton of interns that answer his email for him, because he is so busy. Probably not. He is probably just a nice guy to his fans. I just dropped him a line to say I was looking forward to his show in Clearwater this Saturday. This is what he wrote back.

thanks, say hey after the show.

I think I will. Pretty cool. I am looking forward to it. Look forward to spending time with Lyronn and Kathryn. Haven't done that in a while.

Got to post pics of my new ride. 2005 Chrysler Pacifica. I love it. It really is a sweet ride. It's nice to have a service friendly vehicle for once.

Our convention is next weekend. I can't believe it is upon us. Before you know it, another year has come and gone. Dommage.

What a cute video!!!!!!!

Now I'll prob have dreams about watermelons that remind me of Kermit the Frog........joy.

Meet the Inlaws......

So, the inlaws spent an eventful weekend with us. Try spending 4 1/2 hours at Ikea and being accused of making my mother in law "rush." tisk, tisk. Jason had a nice time bonding with his dad, and I made a killer turkey on Saturday. Sunday at Ikea just about sent me over the edge. I did find some nice deals and the cup of meatballs was great. Nothing like discount shopping and cups of meat that make things all better.

I finally watched Atonement and agreed that it was and wasn't what I had expected. I still think Keira Knightly is too skinny, but great bone structure makes up for it. It really made me feel sad for all the characters and will be labeled one of those movies that I like but not really like the ending. Nobody wins. If the Briony character would have spoken up, think of all the lives wouldn't have been destroyed. That kind of burns me up.

The new book we are studying is going to be great. I have to admit, I don't know as much about the "so-called Minor Prophets" as I should. I know Brother Prall used to always put the "Minor Prophets" in quotes like that. A bit of an oxymoron.

I think it is set that we are going to Mexico and Belize in January. I can't wait. I haven't been anywhere in a while. I did go to D.C. last Nov and St. Augustine in March, but that doesn't count. When Nathan moves into his place in Savannah, we'll be making the trip up. I do miss him.

We got a bed in the spare room/office. Bronx LOVESSSSSSS "his" new bed. It's actually sort of on loan, but I did buy a new quilt cover for it (Ikea, of course) It really looks nice, and we'll now have a nice place for visitors to sleep. The leaky air mattress was getting old and tiresome.

Convention is in less than 3 weeks. I can't believe it. We're staying at a Clarion that has a water park in it. Exciting. I didn't know until I booked it that we have to pay a 12 dollar "resort fee" to use the water slides. Well, by heck, I am going down some slides that Thursday night. And I'm going to the pool bar. It's on.

Sarah's baby shower was decidedly very girlie. Very unlike Sarah. Mom and I had a nice time and I won a Lennox tea cup and saucer. Sweet. Just what Julie needs. She got a lot of nice things. Everything Pooh. The poor kid is going to have a Pooh complex. I'll have to post the pics.

We are supposed to go see Jim Gaffigan in Clearwater with Lyron and Kathryn in 2 weeks. We'll be spending 2 weekends in a row at hotels. I hope we don't get bed bugs.

Oh, I almost forgot!!!!!!!!I got a new kitty. 3 weeks old. Brooklyn, Male, Tabby. So so so cute. I think it's a done deal that we are keeping him. He is doing so good. I actually have to feed him as soon as I finish blogging. I really didn't want another kitty, but Johnathan found him in the brush in the back yard, and he couldn't just leave him there. What's one more ungrateful feline?>^..^<

Manage your matchsticks well.

I've done a lot of gardening in the past few weeks. I think I have my front yard where I want it for the time being. I just have to work on the bed under my big live oak. I have to dig up the pretty ground cover that John just calls weeds and finish planting the mondo grass. There is too much mondo grass. I am so glad for the rain. I planted purple queen or purple heart on the left side of my house. Finally, some color.

I am trying to get everything situated before my inlaws come for the next weekend. Sigh.....I am preparing myself for that event. In the meantime, I want my front yard to look half decent. Just don't look at the back yard. It's a hot mess. I do want to transplant all the impatiens so people can enjoy them. They? are all along the back fence covered in vine. Who can enjoy them out there?

I was up until 11 last night. A real rebel I am. I was feeding the ferel cats in my neighborhood. I know I shouldn't do it, but they are so cute. 2 siamese kittens. I couldn't resist. I'll post the pics soon. Both of the cats and my yard. It is something I am really proud of, especially since I have not paid a dime for a single plant. If I had to pay, I wouldn't be doing any of this. I couldn't afford it.

I am going to a baby shower and a funeral on Saturday.

Slacker Saturday

We weren't technically slackers. Just allergy sufferers. After staying up all night sneezing and coughing, Jason and I didn't want everyone in service to suffer as well. I did go to Tabby's study at noon time. Benita made coconut limbers. I don't know if I'm spelling it right or not. It's like a tropical freezecup.

J and I went to the pool at Victoria Park and chilled. Then, we had pizza at this new place called Ferrerra's near by. Our waitress was a teenage girl reminiscent of Juno. She actually worked at the Publix we shop at. She remembers Jason as the guy who bags his own groceries. Yep, my husband is the grocery store Nazi. He places everything in his cart like it's a tetris game. He knows he's anal and he's proud.

We saw a deer on the side of the road on our way back home. They are such beautiful creatures. Sometime I forget how many wild animals we have in Florida.

Office Space printer Scene

Warning: Profanity in this clip. If easily offended, turn off volume. Still really really funny

I hate my printer.

If you are in the market for a printer, DO NOT, repeat, DO NOT buy an epson. They suck ink like you would imagine. If ink was alcohol, my printer would be an alcoholic. Plus, if you run out of one cartridge, it won't let you print. That is my problem today. Must get my husb.'s highlights outlined printed out, but I need a stupid yellow and magenta cartridge before I can print it. I am not even using color and it won't let me print.

I'm feeling an Office Space moment coming on.......