as I was walking by the front door to the bank, a lady who was two feet away from actually walking IN stopped me to ask if they were open. eh. so I said "nope, they sure aren't." she started freaking out, took the one more step to reach the door, and when she was able to pull it open...she turned around to glare at me. *giggle* next time don't be so damn lazy.
I can finally tell you guys!! (all two of you that actually read this LOL) Extreme Makeover is doing a house in Shrewsbury! since Doug works in the Public Works department there, he's pretty involved in what's going on.
it's so damn exciting, and not just because there's a chance Doug might be on TV. its sooo good for Shrewsbury. they use local vendors and companies on the show, which means a pretty big revenue pick up, not to mention all that free advertising they'll be getting.
and if I get to meet Ty Pennington? I will either:
A) FAINT
or 2) drool uncontrollably and THEN FAINT.
last Tuesday night we had some beautifully violent storms, but we missed them because Doug and I went with Tony and Matt to see Merle Haggard at this cute little auditorium in Arnold.
about 30 seconds after the opening act came on to play their set, the roof started leaking right on the corner of the stage. the crowd spent more time laughing at the antics of the auditorium employees trying to figure out what to do about the waterfall then actually watching the performers. after switching out 3 different trash cans 
, they got it settled and the show went on.
Linus is in the habit of waking up around 3am, playful and rearing to go. he'll jump up on the bed with a little "meow?" and get in the window, or even run around the house happily talking to himself.
saturday morning was no exception...but he never STOPPED. just walking around the house, constantly talking. he even went so far as to scratch at EVERYTHING...the blanket I had covering me, Doug's boots, the couch cushions...urgh! CAT, WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU?
I tried everything I could think of...checked his food, checked boots and blankets and cushions for hidden toys...NOTHING was calming that cat down.
and then...oh, yes, and then...he jumped up on me and gave me the most unique and disturbing experience of my life...my reaction was pretty much "Doug...get in here...NOW!!!!"
...and he was there in three seconds flat...
today, I started taking the "help me get skinny" pills my doctor perscribed. it took about 45 minutes to kick in, and then I about flew out of my skin. my first thought was "man, THIS is the kind of energy kick I need when I'm exercising."
one problem. I exercise after work. if this feeling lasts till then? I might be a basket case. which leads to my second thought. are these pills really the best idea for someone who struggles with anxiety? bleh.
this is the first time a caption at I can has cheesburger has made me tear up instead of giggle. of course, I am more than a little emotional in general right now, but still...I really likey this one. sweet little scared kitties.
okay, okay. I know its like, only the most popular online service EVAR (followed closely by flickr or livejournal, I would imagine) but can I just say for the 50th thousand time...I DO NOT get MySpace. oh, I understand and applaud the concept...just not its popularity. it is soooo NOT user friendly to me.
this will be the third time I have opened up a MySpace account...and while in the process, I totally remembered why I gave up the first two times. I spent twenty minutes trying to figure out how to update my user photo. I spent another twenty minutes trying to figure out why my page looked so damn weird. I finally realized that my "Home" Page wasn't my...Home Page. it was my Account Edit Page. (I think of the Home Page as the page everyone sees when visiting the Public Page of any account...call me silly and slap my ass). I just don't understand the navigational system at all.
and hey. when I receive an email that says "you have new comments. click this link to view them," and low and behold, ye ole link takes me to my Account Editing Page, I kinda expect the new comments to be listed there. but guess what? they WEREN'T. they were on my er...um...Public Page? *le sigh*
I have never thought of myself as dumb...but considering the popularity of this service and my intense frustration with trying to figure it all out...maybe it really IS just me. I am MySpace Challenged. is there a support group for that? LOL
so, contemplate this, boys and girls.
an attorney from my work was being driven to the airport by his wife sunday (YES, father's day) when he started complaining of chest and arm pain. she suggested going to the hospital, but he declined (didn't want to miss that flight, I would guess). a few minutes after she dropped him off, he collapsed and died from a massive heart attack. he was a month away from his 62nd birthday.
it is devastating to me to know that this gentleman (and he was a gentleman, in EVERY sense of the word) possibly had the opportunity to live, had he only understood what his body was trying to tell him.
makes you stop and think, yo.
I asked Dougalicious the other day to go with me to Target and pick out an elliptical machine. he rolled his eyes, and made some mad muttering about how it's just going to collect dust.
I don't have ANY idea what he's talking about. just because I bought a flute and only took it out of the case once...or have used my brand spanking new barbells twice....or only gone to one guitar lesson...whudya mean, honey?
yup, that's me. I'm a little long on ideas and short on follow thru. it's something I need to change. so I went ahead and hopped on line and ordered me an elliptical machine. *giggle*
I just want to point out that I own 4...count em 1 2 3 4 domain names. the other 3 are forwarded to this site, but by god, I own them...just in case.
and because I am insane? I am trying to fight the urge to purchase a 5th...and a 6th. LOL
sorry I've been so scarce. we are pouring a new driveway and patio, and its stressful. (and by "we", I mean "Doug and several of his fabulous friends"...I have done nothing but stand around and stare 
)
I received this piccy in an email forward last week, and it cracked my shit up...imagine my delight when I actually found it captioned on I can has cheezburger. halarious, no? if you haven't already discovered that site, you need to go check it out. now.
...why are you still here?
so, at around 4:30 this morning we had a 5.4 earthquake...luckily we live pretty far from the epi-center, so it was enough to wake us up and rattle us a little, and that's about it.
I got a pretty good kick outta Doug's reaction, tho. he paced the house and looked out the windows and checked the basement and looked out the windows some more...LOL eh, babe? what are you looking for?
and when the news finally confirmed that it was, in fact, an earthquake, he had this little gem to add:
"well. they can keep that bullshit out in California." *giggle*
oh, yah. and Linus REALLY didn't like it either. I think he made all the way to the basement from our bedroom in 2.5 seconds. :)
soooo. I was giving Doug a backrub, when I farted on him. or, more accurately, I farted on his face. even better? I did it on purpose.
it took him a few minutes to decide how to react....hrmmm...do I get angry, or do I laugh? thank god he decided it was humorous, 'cause me? I was rolling on the floor, literally. and crying. and had the uncontrollable giggles for the next half hour. 'cause man. that's just FUNNY.
and I don't know why it was such a hard decision for him anyway. because my farts smell like roses. (don't you 
at me! THEY DO.)
so yeah. the whole point of this little experiment into a new website was to make it visual blogging...but GUESS WHAT? I cannot stand not having a place to type my funny little stories, even if I only have one to tell once a month. so the blog is back.
and while I'm here, I also added a recipes section, because I LOVE to cook, and I like to share.