Don't worry, I'm still here.

It has been a busy week, with school, work, rain, internet issues, on and on. I'm pretty excited about my classes this semester, they shouldn't be too much work, just lots of reading. I can handle that. Work hasn't been any busier, but I was able to miss a day due to rain. My excuse was that since my truck windows are still stuck in the down position, I didn't want to drive. They took it pretty well as usual. THE INTERNET... my house is cursed. I'm positive this is the problem. The internet provider sent us a new modem thingamajig, I hooked it up and all was well... for a few hours. Then it started misbehaving just like it used to. The crazy internet lady on the phone last night had me doing all sorts of things with plugging/unplugging phones, switching jacks, might as well unplug the TV while you're at it. AAGH. They're supposed to call me back today with a cure for my internet illness. We will see. Of course I'm still thinking positive thoughts about this, because it has to work tonight-OR ELSE!

I had a heebie-jeebie moment at work today. I have the habit of walking around in my socks, shoes left beneath my desk. When I slipped them back on, I noted a rock type of feeling under my arch. I dumped it out and it was a BIG, BLACK, YUCKY BEETLE! Ewwwy, yucky, ewwy, blah. I guess that's what I get for acting as if I'm at home while at work. So now that I've learned my lesson, shoes go on the desk.

A freezer full of possibilities!

I finally bought a new Costco membership yesterday. Quite an exciting event for my household. I have now run into a problem with storage. I need more shelves in my "pretend-pantry" and additional freezer space. I have created many reasons to rationalize this item for the B.W.L. #8, but I'll save you the torture and just let you know it's an option for the upcoming birthday.

He's the crazy person standing in the yard by the flag pole in hopes of the lightening striking really close.

We have enjoyed quite a few storms this year in our neck of the woods/desert. I love them, but not like The Hare does. I think he's oblivious to the danger involved when standing in the desert taking pictures in the pouring rain. Hmm... oh well. As long as he's enjoying himself. These are his Top 3 Favorite Shots. So far. He's anticipating some more for the future.

If he had his way, my blog would consist of only his lightening pictures. Yes, yes, I already suggested that he start his own. He scoffed at that silly idea. Work! In his spare time! Judging by what this post is about, you already know his answer to suggestion. This really is better for me, because I only have to throw in a few pictures now and then. Otherwise I would have to deal with 2 blogs. Yech.




My favorite is the first picture, I LOVE palm trees. I would like to see how well he would do with a better camera. I guess that will be a future Christmas gift. Just so you know, it's not going on my B.W.L. He'll have to start his own this time.

I LOVE back-to-school shopping!

I bought myself a back-to-school gift today. I wear out bags/purses/wallets/planners at an alarming rate. I sucked it up and decided I better spend more than what I usually spend on a Target clearance bag. This thing has the potential to hold all the usual crap (planner, homework, school books, regular book or two, yarn, and maybe someday a laptop). It was on sale and just plain lovely.

Why can't it be called "Middle F"

B.W.L.#7 kind of backfired on me. I know I said I would like to give a few lessons, but that was meant for the little ones. When I got home, The Hare had the keyboard out and was waiting for me. We downloaded a few beginner songs and got started. This is the only time his stubborn personality is a bonus, he was determined to master Mexican Hat Dance and Hot Cross Buns. After an hour of having to deal with his arguments of how he thought things should be, he was a success with his first two songs. He expects to learn a few more tonight. Hopefully once he is able to work on this alone, I can download my own music.

B.W.L.#7

Jack Johnson Sheet Music

Since I've moved to Arizona, I haven't really played the piano as much as I used to. It's probably time that I brushed up on my skills. I would like to teach a few of the nephews/niece lessons when they are ready. This gives me a few years to get my act together. I thought this would be the perfect way to get things started up again. Curious George is one of my favorite soundtracks and this music is one of the FEW things that will stop the 3 year old twins in their tracks.

P.S. In addition to this, I wouldn't mind replacing the keyboard with the actual thing!!

Another "The Office" topic: LIBRARIES!

I did not write this. It's from the Creed Thoughts blog on nbc.com "The Office"

August 14, 09:23 AM
Creed Thoughts

I spend a lot of time in the library. Don’t get me wrong; I’m not there for the books. Books are for table balancing and throwing at birds. I go for the air conditioning and the smell. Libraries smell good. It almost makes me want to like books, but not quite. Anyway, there’re a lot of kids at the library -- maybe it’s summer school or something – and these kids talk like I’ve never heard before. It’s like a secret street language and I want in. They say stuff like “that dude got clowned” and “he got that swag when he walks.” I want to know what the heck* these kids are talking about, but they won’t tell me. I’ve tried going up to the kids to talk about the phrases, but they get kind of freaked out by me. Just wait until they need an ID – then we’ll see who’s running away and telling the librarians.
Anyway, those jerks won’t tell me anything, so I’m making up my own words and phrases. This is my street dictionary and I’m not even charging for it. Just don’t tell the kids in the library, okay?

Keep it bowlin’ – Everyone likes bowling, so this is a phrase for when you want to tell someone to stay positive. For example, if someone tells you they lost their job, you can just tell them to keep it bowlin’ and that’ll cheer them up.

Ploppers – This means bad. “Did you see that movie last night? It was ploppers.”

Horribly obese – I’m taking this one from the library kids. They say things are fat all the time, so I took it a step further. In this case, it means the most beautiful ever. If a foxy dame comes walking in, you can call her horribly obese. I think it might take some time before it catches on, so use this one with caution because some broads may not have heard it yet and could take it the wrong way.

Willy fingers – Perhaps the hardest to explain, but you get willy fingers when you really want to fight someone. “When my boss was yelling at me, I really started getting willy fingers.” Your fingers start moving real fast and itching because they want to hit something – that’s the willy fingers.

Those kids are going to regret not letting me in on their lingo. My slang’s going to take over the nation and there’s nothing those idiots can do to stop it. Keep it bowlin’, people.

*I had to do some editing!