Happiest Girl!

Wow. Idaho makes news again with another wiener story. This one isn’t tapping, though.

According to channel 7 - “Last July someone took weed killer to the grass and “drew” a phallic symbol several stories high near the base of the hill by Bogus Basin Road and Cartwright Road… A spokesperson for the Simplot Corporation says landscapers attempted to cover over the vandalism with a paint that matched the color of the grass, but weather has made it visible again”. Neat idea. Wonder why it didn’t work.

The story goes on about how the neighbors are upset. The marking is near a school and an LDS church.

Since this might be considered not kiddie safe/work safe/whatever else - here’s a link to the image.

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My grandma passed away more than a week ago. She was sick and was going downhill fast. About 9 years ago she had a bad accident. She lost one of her legs and her health was never the same ever since. She was a real fighter and the first few years tried to recover and get on with her life, but in the last year her health got worse and her systems started shutting down. The doctors pretty much prepared the family to the fact that things are not going to get any better - but you’re never really ready for something like this…
I was very lucky to go home for a visit back in September and see her. She was in and out of the hospital back then, but she was still in a good mood, awake… The last time I saw her we even joked around a little.

I have a lot of fun memories. As children, we loved going to grandma’s because we knew she had chocolate buttons with sprinkles waiting for us… She used to make a homemade, special lemonade that we all loved. She was an excellent cook and baker. She taught me a lot. I remember sitting next to her in the kitchen and watching her as a little girl. She used to have one specialty that no one could make as good as her - a middle Eastern dish called Kubeh. I remember her sitting in our kitchen making trays of it. My mom would freeze it all and cook small portions for us later on. I still can’t make this dish.

My grandma was born and grew up in Syria and moved to Israel as a young woman. Her and my grandpa, who passed away a long time ago, raised 7 children in a small house. She used to sew, knit, crochet… and everything she made was beautiful. I remember the sweaters and scarfs she used to knit for us, the grandchildren, and a beautiful, large piece of embroidery she made and had on the wall in her living room.

She was very proud of all of us, the grandchildren and the great grandchildren later on. Her living room was full of pictures and art work the little ones made for her.

My memories and thoughts are still a mess, so it was tough for me to come up with anything. I’m sure there’s so much more that I will think about later on. Maybe at some point I’ll feel up to it and write…

Every year we buy something small for each one of the dogs, wrap it and let them try and open the package. Tonight I tried to convince them to tear their presents open by hiding a treat inside. Missy sat there and sniffed it (had to open her present for her) Rocky opened it a little, ate the treat - and brought a half wrapped rubber ball (chewed up and slobbery wrapper) for me to throw. What else is new. He’s been bugging us ever since. He was just outside with it and played soccer in the snow for a while (he loves playing by himself) and came in and set a cold, frozen, covered with snow rubber ball right next to my butt - so i can’t ignore it and play with him. Cold.

Missy got a new squeaky toy.

Going to sleep now. We’re going to see the family tomorrow… gonna be a long day.

I made this post on my myspace page and it made me feel like blogging again. Yay me.

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I was chatting with my sister today and somehow we got to talk about a poem we both had to learn in high school… I think this book - a collection of poems - has been used for the last 20+ years (and is still being used, I’m sure), so every student in every school had to learn it (by heart, too…. so you can stand in front of the class and give ‘em a good show….).

I found the original (and the translated version) online -

And here’s the translation -

I could quote this poem drunk, sick, standing on my head, after a sleepless night - anything…

It’s been almost 20 years for me…

Ugh.

It’s been a while since I posted anything. I’ve been tired (and lazy…). So much has happened since. We lost our little girl Cyn. We took her to be cremated. We will get a nice urn and we are planning to build a little memorial around it. I still can’t believe she is gone. It feels so empty and weird without her.

We love you, Cynd.

A duck walks into a bar and asks: “Got any Bread?”

Barman says: “No.”

Duck says: “Got any bread?”

Barman says: “No.”

Duck says: “Got any bread?”

Barman says: “No, we have no bread.”

Duck says: “Got any bread?”

Barman says: “No, we haven’t got any fucking bread.”

Duck says: “Got any bread?”

Barman says: “No, are you deaf?! We haven’t got any fucking bread, ask me again and I’ll nail your fucking beak to the bar you irritating bastard of a fucking bird!”

Duck says: “Got any nails?”

Barman says: “No”

Duck says: “Got any bread?

Bored. So I took a drawing survey. It analyzed my personality after I drew this (best I could do drawing with the mouse…):

Your personality analysis based on this drawing:
You are a suspicious person and have some paranoid tendencies.You get depressed easily.You are a needy person.

Damn survey. I knew it was out to get me. Now I’m sad. I want my mommy

I ran into a page this weekend that made me laugh. I love Star Trek. I know. I’m a geek and a super nerd (and also easily amused).

LOL Trek

(scroll down)

This is one of my most favorite episodes.

I took a quiz that Duane found tonight. (Duane’s results). Nope, I don’t kill kittens or eat babies. Not yet, anyway

I believe in independent thinking. A person should use his own common sense. Help himself - and not wait for a man made God to do it for him. Enjoy life. Not blindly follow a set of rules that sometimes don’t even make sense.

So there…

My sister made this. Me so proud