When I grow up I want to be a ventriloquist!

I recently watched a whole DVD of Jeff Dunham....or as his partner Peanut would say..Jef..f Dun..HAM..... .com. Okay you have to watch it to understand that but omg it is so funny. I have watched his clips on You Tube so many times and I never get tired of seeing them and it never fails to make me laugh. Then yesterday I was talking to my daughter and she was telling me about her putting words into the dogs mouth when they were outside playing we were both laughing as she retold me the story. I have done the same thing many times, and mostly with animals although it works on people too. Once Todd and I were out front doing something and a couple of buzzards landed in the street to get some type of roadkill. I started talking for them, and I don't really know if Todd was amused but we stood there for the longest time with me talking for the buzzards, now I can't help but chuckle when I see one. Unsuspecting people in cars make a good choice also....if you watch there is always something funny that someone is doing and then even more funny with a running commentary. Jeff Dunham in his commedy DVD was talking about using it in the toy store...it was hiliarious. I immediately started thinking how often that would come in handy...of course that probably ranks up there with magicical powers as something that is probably a good thing I don't have. It's pretty much a given that I would abuse my powers. As I have gotten older I have said if I did it all over again I would study to be a meteorologist but I've decided for entertainment purposes a ventriloquist is the way to go.

The anatomy of a break up

Not nearly as interesting as "Grey's Anatomy", if only! TV breakups are always so heart wrenching and well, bogus....I mean she has cried and not slept etc. etc. and is there any running mascara?....red nose.....spotty skin...nope! The girls face, except for the heartbroken expression is perfect, the reality is.....if he sees you looking like this there is no chance he is going to take your butt back. He is going to leave the scene thanking his lucky stars! You look like crap, red eyes, bags, red splotchy skin, raw nose...pitiful yes, but not attractive. The truth is, by the time he has decided you aren't worth his time anymore, he is already gone. There is nothing left to fix. Emotionally he has checked out and all that is left is unloading his baggage, you. I don't have alot of experience being dumped, well except for this one guy, and believe it or not he has dumped me twice. How can this happen?!, you ask. Ah! That is the question, isn't it....see he caught me before I was completely over him the first time...yes I was starting to feel like life would go on, but not enough recovered to not be vulnerable to his charm. He had an epiphany, he really did love me and I was the one he wanted to be with....he had made a mistake...come back, come back....live with me....holy crap was I a total idiot or what?! His "epiphany" turned out to be just a virus....and he got over it. In retrospect he dated me about the same amount of time and broke up with me about the same time of year....wonder if he'll end up dating the same girl afterwards?! Bitter?!.....well yes, I am. My arguement....you were free of me, I was starting to move on....had I changed?....no, I was still the same person, so why, what made you think it was going to be different? Some have told me that maybe he is going through a mid-life crisis, I suppose that could be. He says it's nothing that I have done, it's just him...."It's not you, it's me". Isn't that from some made for TV movie? I told him, in one of my red nose crying jags, that he would be sorry, and that I was a catch, my only fault was my crappy taste in men....yes I said it, but reality is sometimes the "catch" of the day does get thrown back, and when the hook injury heals, life does go on...so in the words of "Dora" from Finding Nemo......just keep swimming, swimming, swimming.

I should apologize for venting, but hey, that's why I have a blog.....thanks!

Rest in Peace

Little Mation passed away peacefully on Friday January 4, 2008. She was about 14 years old. She was a really good dog and even though she couldn't hear she was the first to sound the alarm if there was someone around. She was always a gentle and sweet girl and loved her family. She leaves Beatrice behind, who I know will miss her spotted companion. If there is such a thing as dogs in heaven I know she will be welcomed by Cooper, Bear, Gizmo, Baby Blue, Jack, Martha and others.

Bah! Humbug!

and a Merry Christmas to you...or something like that. I don't know what is wrong with me this year. I haven't shopped yet....I haven't started sewing.....I barely decorated, it's pitiful! Why is it that some years I am totally in the mood and am decorating the day after Thanksgiving, busy sewing....buying presents...planning a menu...looking at new recipes, and this year, well...bah humbug. It could be a shortage of money, but then again, there is always a shortage of that, anyway that's how it seems. So what is it that gives you that Christmas spirit? I think about shopping and it's not really the thought of no money that stops me, it's the people....crowds of people, yuck! I think of baking or cooking and then I think of that diet that I need to go on...stay on...sewing?....well I don't know why I haven't started that...no good excuse for that one. I just seem to be in some kind of grinchy rut, I'm sure I'll snap out of it, but by that time I'll be doing everything at the last minute, out with the bigger crowds scrambling to pull everything together....well for now I sit here with you bloggers and my coffee...grumbling to myself....bah humbug!

Holiday Wish

To those of you that I hold dear...my children...my grandbabies...my parents....my friends and loved ones, I am especially thankful today for all of you, your love, support and friendship. We so often get busy in our lives and take for granted the things that mean the most. I know I don't tell you often enough just what you mean to me and how much I love you all. So today I'm taking the chance to be thankful and count all my many blessings.

May you all have a blessed and Happy Thanksgiving!

A face only a mother could love....

....no Sarah I am not talking about your brother! It's Beatrice....although I think she is beautiful, and tell her that all the time. She was so happy to see me when I returned from Virginia, nobody else spoils her quite like mom. I had a great time visiting the kids and playing with the babies, which aren't very baby like anymore! Boy have they grown! It was great seeing Steven, who I think gets taller every time I see him. Sarah, my comic relief child, has hair to match her personality, it was a shock but I like it. I wonder where she gets that wild gene from?! Robert was even around this trip, who never fails to do or say something to give Sarah and I something to tease him about. This time it was "bread dust", which seems to be quite dangerous as a choking hazard. I went to several places with the kids and had a good time, I got to meet "Capt. Bob" which I was looking forward to until Steven told him that I was anxious to meet him...how embarrassing!!! We did keep "Firecracker Kristina" sitting during dinner instead of up on the table dancing...(sorry Kristina, I have to pick on you too or Robert gets fussy). All in all it was a great trip, I had a wonderful time....thanks to all my kids for the entertainment and company. I love you all!

James Dean Run

Well no he isn't actually running...he is still quite deceased, as you can see. I realize this seems like a morbid start for a post, but only for those of you that aren't familiar with what the "James Dean Run" actually is. Every year in Fairmount, IN the home town of James Dean they hold the annual "James Dean Run". It's a car show open to any type of car 1972 or older. They also let newer cars show that have been tricked out and modified. I did not get to attend, but Todd took his Monte Carlo and headed to Georgetown, IL to meet up with his Uncle Gary and Aunt Cindy.
They headed out early Friday morning for Fairmount to meet up with a few other "Junk Yard Dogs" and enjoy the show. I heard tales of the cool cars with the flame throwers...the poppers....the burnouts....all I know for sure is that when I talked to Todd on the phone there was alot of background noise and it sounded like there was at least all those things going on. They made the trip to see James Dean's headstone and by the looks of things they weren't the first ones there. The picture doesn't show it very well but there were lipstick lip prints all over his headstone. The man did have an air of sexy, I'll give you that, but kissing a rock with his name one it?!......I'll pass! All in all it sounded like they all had a great time, and we have marked it on our calendar of things we are going to do next year. One more picture of Todd's baby.......