Happiest Girl!

I finally got myself sandals this week/weekend. I’ve been talking about it for ages and looking around trying to find something that I like. I’m kinda picky. And I can’t stand anything between my toes. I hate flip-flops (don’t start me about men in flip flops).

Anyway, I got this pair on Thursday:

After wearing them to work on Friday and having to run up and down the stairs in ‘em… I decided to get another pair. Ouch! I actually gave up at some point and took them off at the bottom of the stairs, climbed up barefoot and put them back on. It was that bad. They are pretty high, so after taking them off I actually felt like a midget for a few moments.

Tonight I went and got these instead:

(Duane: “what do you mean ‘instead’? Me: “Okay. In addition”.)

Cute, huh? We’ll see how they do on Monday

We watched a movie called Otis this morning. Duane got it from Netflix. I was thinking (and saying) – oh, great. Another horror movie. Yuck. *Making faces*. I actually enjoyed it. Pretty funny. And it wasn’t just another horror movie with a lot of blood and flying guts.

Nothing much going on… lazy weekend.

So… I decided that I miss my blog. I’m starting over, though. My last post was about a year ago and things are different, in a way. (Ok, more than a year). I think my attitude and my outlook changed. (well, I’m working on it, still. Glitches happen).

I nagged hubby a long time ago to get a blog started for me, blogged a little for a while and gave up when I ran out of things to say (means that I got lazy). Not that I have anything to say right now… And I don’t think I’m less lazy.

I was feeling pretty bad back when I started writing and I thought that it would be a great way for me to get things off my chest. That was the main reason I wanted a blog. I read my old posts all the way back a while ago, when I sort of started thinking about blogging again and some of the things I wrote made me cringe. I was going through a tough time back then. Some of it had to do with some medical problems I had. Some of it had to do with other people. Most of it was my fault. I tend to stress myself out of my mind, assume things and build huge involved stories around them, over analyze them and end up freaking myself out. I think I can blame myself for what I call “other people”, too, because again, here too, I was reading too much into things. And things that I shouldn’t have cared about at all made it seem like the world is about to end. I went back and deleted a whole bunch of old “wah” stuff that sounded depress-y and pathetic to me. Hopefully, I’m never going back there. Heh, if I do – I know for sure that it wouldn’t be for the same reasons. So I’m starting over.

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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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

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This is one of my most favorite episodes.

My sister made this. Me so proud