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Friday, June 27, 2008

How was my trip????

There's nothing like leaving for 2 weeks, going to a foreign country, being stuck on a bus with 30 other people, being cattle-herded through cathedrals and museums, wanting to stay for hours when only given a few minutes, and having it all wisked away from you in a neverending flight back to reality, only to spend the next few days wondering what just happened to you!

How was my trip???? Amazing, tiring, delicious, tiring, frustrating, tiring, and tiring!!!

During the next few days, I will post about all my adventures in Europe! Right now, I am trying to write it all down so I don't forget all the amazing things I did! Oh, and catch some more sleep!

Wednesday, June 25, 2008


We're home from Europe. We're tired. We were up for 28 hours straight. I don't know who I am anymore. More later.

Tuesday, June 10, 2008

The Queen Mother has Called.....

We are off to Europe. The land of Druids, beheadings, and baguettes. You are there in your sad little house in front of your sad little computer feeling all sad. why? Because you aren't in Europe! Unless you really ARE in Europe, and you live there, in which case, the joke's on me! Ta Ta, little blogging friends. Prepare for a deluge of Europe posts when I return. (What? Blog while in Europe???? Who ever heard of such a thing!)

If you want to follow us on our tour, log on to and click on our Tour. You'll see where we are going, when, and what we'll see!

Friday, June 6, 2008

"It wasn't me... it was the one armed man!"

Yesterday, my sweet hubby's car was hit and run. I can't believe the nerve of someone to hit your car and then drive away. However, I can see if maybe it was just a small scratch, or something, maybe not noticing or thinking it was very bad. I guess some people might say this wasn't a very bad scratch:

Then again, maybe not!

The police said they couldn't really do anything because no one got the license plate of the vehicle, although there was a witness who said it was a grey Jeep Cherokee. Our insurance said the same thing. So, we had to go all "fugative" and play detective ourselves. The other car left a piece of their back bumper lodged in our front bumper, so we had something to go by. We also found an eyelash at the scene that didn't belong to my husband. The eyelash had no mascara on it, so we figured it must have belonged to a male, (or a cross-dresser). It had traces of an eye ointment found only in the southern part of the country, used for treating a rare form of herpes of the eye, only occuring in males of half norwegian, half hindu descent. As the medical records of all employees working in the building were locked,(which we only found out after having crawled through the heating ducts of the basement to get to the records room) we had to resort to using the piece of the bumper. However, we were able to find a grey Jeep Cherokee with a piece missing that exactly fit the piece we had in our posession!

We were able to find out the owner of the vehicle, and they called later to confess. It was an eventfull night, and we may never get our car fixed because it will probably cost more to fix than we could get from it if we sold it. *sigh* However, I have offered my services to the local CSI unit if they ever need some forensic help on a case. We're pro's now, you know! I'll save this eyelash for later- you never know when you might need it!

Wednesday, June 4, 2008

Which Jane Austen Character are You?

This is the perfect thing for someone like me- obsessed with all things Jane Austen! It seems pretty dead-on, too. Try it!

Which Jane Austen Character are You? (For Females) Long Quiz!!!
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You scored as Marianne Dashwood

Most girls can relate with Marianne on a more personal level than some of Austen's other characters. She represents the emotional longings and struggles that seem to attack and bless us at the same time. Loyal to a fault, passionate for experience and life, and a bit over-emotional, Marianne matures and grows (making her so beloved).

Marianne Dashwood


Emma Woodhouse


Elizabeth Bennet


Jane Bennet


Elinor Dashwood


Charlotte Lucas


Lady Catherine


Tuesday, June 3, 2008

A little too real for me...

Thanks to loraleeslooneytunes here is something pretty funny! And a little bit scarey.

Monday, June 2, 2008

It's all fun and games until someone loses an armpit!

My son loves to play "Tickle". I tickle him, he tickles me... you know... loads of fun, right? Well, I am the sort of person who HATES to be tickled! I mean, really and truly hates to be tickled.

I had an uncle growing up who was very tall. He would sit on my legs and hold my hands above my head and tickle me until..... well...... let's just say embarasing things would happen when I laughed uncontrollably. He'd say, "Well, if you want me to stop, quit laughing!" like I could control it! So, needless to say, I hate being tickled.

So, why is it I get a 7 year old who loves to tickle his mom???? His favorite target: my armpit. It is a sure fire way to get a reaction from me- zero in on the armpit and I'm helpless to his wiggling finger powers. He has an evil laugh and and a devilish look in his eye as he's doing it. Like, he knows I will be powerless to stop him. I hate when my kid has that kind of power over me!

So, what did I do today? I mistakenly tickled him when he got home from school, and the next half hour was spent on the floor laughing hysterically and warning him, "I mean it. It's time to stop! I really mean it!" all the while laughing- like he's really going to take me seriously!

I hate to think what he'll be like when he's a teenager. "Mom, can I have the car tonight? Don't make me tickle you!" Maybe I'll have to get my armpits removed before then.