Saturday, March 28, 2009

Wednesday, March 25, 2009

What Happened To My House Dream?


I don't like dreaming. I never have. I don't usually remember good dreams, only weird scary dreams. I used to have a recurring house dream...it wasn't always bad and it wasn't always the same house...it was always a huge house with several bedrooms, living rooms and dining rooms...I know, who needs more than one or two living rooms and dining rooms...and it was always fully furnished, like somebody just left it...and it was always now mine...it was sometimes haunted and spooky...I would be going through the house, looking through all the rooms, that were all connected by doors, not by hallways...and going through all of the stuff...old clothes, dresses, jewelry, pictures, knick knacks, everything...it was an interesting dream, even though it was sometimes scary.

Now I seem to have a new recurring dream...a mouthful of glass!! WTF? I've had this dream several times now...it's not always exactly the same place or the same circumstance, but I always take a big drink of something and then realize I have a mouth full of glass, and then I'm trying to get it out of my mouth without swallowing or cutting the inside of my mouth.

I miss my house dreams...even the scary ones.

My Daily Candy Email Of The Day

Jimmy Hat Trick
French Letter Ecofriendly Condoms

Dear John,

Some things are tough to say in person. Like, your junk is boring. I mean, physically it excites me (well done, BTW), but it’s just so, um, beige.

Of course, you must wear a condom (sorry, you’re not daddy material). But you should liven things up with French Letter Condoms. The new penile accessories come in red and yellow, studded for stimulation, scented (vanilla or passion fruit), or with a potency ring for performance enhancement. And the shiny tinfoil-like wrapper nails the condom-of-the-future look.

The Brits behind the jaunty raincoats are into fair play: The workers on the rubber plantation receive proper wages and benefits. Not to mention the condoms are completely vegan (suck it, animal lovers).

Well, that pretty much wraps things up.

No glove, no love,
Sally

Available online at ethicalsuperstore.com. For more information, go to frenchlettercondoms.co.uk.

Happy Birthday, Elton John

Elton John is 62 years old today!
One of the things on my "Bucket List", which I haven't actually made yet, is to see Elton John's Red Piano Show in Vegas...



Monday, March 23, 2009

My Quote Of The Day

“The only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn, like fabulous yellow roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars and in the middle you see the blue centerlight pop and everybody goes "Awww!”
~ Jack Kerouac ~

Sunday, March 22, 2009

I Hope Someday You'll Join Us...

The Widow Maker



I now have a new CYPHER® Sirolimus-eluting Coronary Stent in my LAD Artery...otherwise known as "The Widow Maker".

It was all so fast, my head is still spinning...

I did the 2 week...hmmm, is it, nah...and then the 2 or 3 day debate...should I go, is it my imagination?...Indigestion?...Bronchitis? So on Tuesday, I decided to go get checked out...no need to alarm the family, I'll just run in and hope they tell me I have bronchitis and be on my way...what? My cardiac enzymes are normal overall, but the isoenzymes are slightly elevated? Again...what? I spend the night, as I have on several false alarm trips to the ER...the cardiologist says my overnight tests were good, but he wants to go in and look around...tomorrow, Thurday, March 19th...shit, not again...I don't have time for this...I guess I have to tell the family now...Mom and Dad run down on Thurday morning...I go into the cath lab...the stent I had put in back in May of last year closed...new stent...lay on your back for 2 hours...which turned out to be more like 4 or 6...pull out the sheath...lay for 8 more hours...Friday, the cardiologist comes in and says "I think you're ready to go home." Oops...just let me find a ride...ok...back to the motel friday afternoon...like I said, my head is still spinning...back to work tomorrow!

Sunday, March 15, 2009

He Blew My Nose And Then He Blew My Mind

I think this video is hot, hot, hot!

Retail Therapy

"We've become a nation measuring out our lives in shopping bags and nursing our psychic ills through retail therapy." Chicago Tribune - 12/24/1986


When we arrived in Kansas City, after our fabulous trip to Houston...our luggage was lost, we did all the reporting stuff and left wondering what toiletries I have doubles of, what I need to go buy, what meds I can borrow from Pa 'til my bag gets to me...about 15 miles from the airport, I got a call and our bags arrived on the next flight...how does that happen?...so we go back to the airport to get our bags. I got a call in the midst of looking for and reporting our bags from my middle child...drama, I won't go into the details. I guess I was getting sick in Houston and when we got back it got worse...my ears wouldn't unplug, my throat hurt, my head was full of snot. So on my drive from Lee's Summit after departing from one sister and my oldest child, I get a call from my baby...18 year old...drama, he has to go to Kentucky to court for a citation from last month on a rodeo trip and will probably have to spend 3 days in jail. I go home with that "let down" feeling after a fun-filled vacation and the next morning I feel like I'm gonna die...I can't breath, there is fire in my throat, snot in my head and I don't know what in my ears, so I call in sick for work after being gone for 5 days...not too big of a deal, I can work on Saturday. Friday night at about 11:00 PM my oldest child texted me...drama, she broke the toilet handle and the toilet was running and she couldn't turn the knob to turn the water off...AAAAAAHHHHHHH. So Saturday work sucked. Nobody else was there, so it was boring and I had to do a bunch of screens and I HATE screens. So, Saturday afternoon...I'm sick of work, still not feeling that great health-wise, and tired of packing up and going back and forth. So I decided I would stay down here in Petticoat Junction or what I'm beginning to think of as Creepyville, in my flea bag motel and get some rest and peace. But by the time I got off of work, I started feeling depressed about not going home and sitting in the motel room doing nothing...Light Bulb!! Outlet Mall 20 miles away...shopping!

I went to Bath & Body Works, of course. Their stuff has a new look...




Got some new scrubs...I needed a change of colors...


Got a new pair of Skechers...


Found some cheap books...




My "Psychic Ill" is all better now! Not bad therapy for a couple hundred bucks.

Friday, March 13, 2009

My On The Spot Inspiration Book

As I've mentioned before, I get lots of ideas and inspiration for wonderful blogs in the wrong place at the wrong time and when I'm at the computer ZIP!

Well, my wonderful, crafty baby sister gave me the BEST thing. A notebook to carry with me so I can jot down my ideas for blogs. She even personalized it with the name of my blog...


Thursday, March 12, 2009

All The World's A Stage

Part of our fun filled trip to Houston for the reunion of the Sisters, included a trip to Target. After a little poo incident in the car and a lot of team work in the parking lot, we were good to go.

I would love to look at the world through my nephew, "Repeat"'s eyes, for just one day. All the world's a stage for Repeat. Here's a tidbit of his impromptu, uninhibited stage performance. Don't you wish you could let loose like this, whenever the feeling struck.



Wednesday, March 11, 2009

Hockey? Seriously?


Before our recent trip to Houston for another reunion of the Sisters, we exchanged several emails on what we were going to do. One of the options was a Hockey game. Hockey? Seriously? I've never been to a Hockey game and I'm not much of a sports fan (except for rodeo...I know, some people don't consider Rodeo a sport, but whatever). Anyway, I thought, "Ok, I'm up for whatever." We went to the Houston Aeros/Chicago Wolves game. Well, let me tell you, Hockey rules!

Apparently, the Aeros were tied for third place in the West Division with the Chicago Wolves...yeah, I don't really know what that means, but this game put them into second place with a 2-1 win.

I learned a tiny bit about Hockey, saw lots of hot guys skating, shooting, fighting. It was awesome...well, except for the annoying girl behind us that would NOT shut up, but I will leave that story for another sister to tell. :)

Hello Houston



This was our welcome to Houston on the most recent reunion of the "Sisters".