so, I was wondering what I was blogging about 3 years ago..

..and I thought I share that again today...some things never change...well..maybe just a little....

November 12, 2007

You know, when God asked how I wanted to look when I grew up, I think He may have mis-understood what I said.

What I said I wanted was a flat tum and a rounded bum.

I think I must have mumbled..............or He wasn't listening.

I mean, I know He's busy, what with all that creating and having to remember the time change and everything....

Because what I actually got was a nice rounded TUM and a flat as a pancake BUM.....

Take this morning...

I knew I had good eating week-end (not in the Weight Watchers sense) but in the yummy-oh-my-I'm -so-bad sense.

However, when I tried to zip my jeans - they were, uh, what's the term.....snug.

So snug I needed to lay on the bed to zip them. You know why this works ?
Because it distributes all that good-eatin' to other places. Eeesh...

I am still amazed at the extraordinary tensile strength of the jean's material.

When I managed to get to my feet, I noticed 2 things:

1. my midriff (muffin top) spread across me like a speed bump...and ...

b. when looking down at said feet, noticed I didn't have my socks on...and I'm all about the socks....

So I realigned my speed bump and lurched toward the sock drawer...

I looked like a lump of play dough wearing undersized blue cling wrap

I reached in, grabbed a pair, then.....

BENT OVER TO PUT THEM ON!!!!!

Have you ever seen those balloon people who squeeze the balloon and all the air goes to the top? And it looks like it'll POP?

That was my head - I thought for a moment I would loose consciousness....Eyes all buggy and face all red...

When my breath returned to my body, and the spinning stopped and my eyes went back into their sockets.........

.....I looked at Braxton & Lulu. They looked terrified.

Like, ah, "what do we do? "

"What's the number for 911?"

"Do you know how to dial??"

So, what's the lesson in all of this?

Eat less?
nope....

Practice some restraint?
nah...

Put your socks on first?

Yeppers, that's it...

(and they wonder why I wear slip-on shoes!)

Have fun and remember,

Stretch pants are my friend......
-me

ps...is that little kid trying to cop a feel????????????

 

 

So, there you have it.  ..hope you have a great Friday.....and Saturday..and OK throw in Sunday too :-)

-me

You know you're having a hard day at work when you get a memo like this....

memo to all:

Guest lecturer is a biostatistician and will give the presentation "Estimation of Recent Shared Ancestry by maximum likelihood modeling pairwise identical-by-descent (IBD) segments inferred from high density SNP genotypes" at 2pm in the conference room.


You are all encouraged to attend. Thank you.

Wha?? 

memo to boss:

I have chosen to get my teeth cleaned.   At 2pm.

I will not be attending.  Than you.

Colleen

Hope my key to the office still works tomorrow.....

-me

You know that feeling of dread when you see the first line of an email??

Yeah...when you reeeeaally don't know if you want to click to open the email..?

The one that starts out with...

"Let me explain"..??

Let me explain.......Pauline and I declared Monday "jewelry day" at the dog park because we didn't have an opportunity to wear our good jewelry much anymore. One of the guys at the dog park said he thinks Tuesday should be "bikini day". Pauline and I decided we would surprise them and come to the park with our bikinis on today. Ed was in on the joke, so he wore his "muscle shirt and pony tail hat". I know, I know, I need to get a life!!!!!!


Love,
Kathy

Yes, Sister Kathleen,  "Mother Superior" from the Order of the Our Lady of Weight Loss...and her good friend Pauline..and apparently a accomplice named "Ed"..

They say that insanity is hereditary..in our family is runs rampant..

Proof:

Warning...the following photos are explicit and may cause irreparable damage to the rest of your day..

It was chilly in Lake Havasu yesterday..thus the long pants and sweatshirt on Pauline and the jacket on "Ed"..

 However, Kathy, on the other hand, is ready for the cover of "Shape Magazine....Senior Edition "

*Note: the above  is NOT what it appears to be...

 Notice the guy walking by...quickly..not looking....is he running away??

I love my crazy, silly, funny outrageous family..and Pauline is now and Honorary Sister of the SullivanSisters Order...

Love you girls!
-me

OK..I just love finding things that make me smile so early in the day...

Hahahahhahahahha! Love this!

Just one more reason I became vegetarian..

 

Love sun??

Who would have thought this quote came from Stephen King?

Love it!

..have a laughter-filled-loving-happy-fun-day..

Yes, you can.

YOU can make it so.. :-)

-me

Hahahhaaaa!

 

"Become a fan..."

Bwahhahaaaa!

Ahhh..cracks me up..

-me

Yes, I am getting mixed signals....

So, I'm in my art room..um...and yes..the name is one of those mixed signals I mentioned.

'Art room' would usually mean  a room where one creates art..yes?

Well, not so much in this art room..I create ..messes.

Yep, that's it. Self-creating-messes-room. That's the better name for this room...

Now, about those mixed signals...

And yes, the time has changed.  For most of the states.  For most of the confusing states.  Why can't we be like Arizona and pick a time ans stick with it?  Easy-peasy...

I always get confused because I have family in Arizona {Hi family in Arizona!!} and when I call them, I have to wonder.."if it's daylight savings here, are we now the same time or is it now an hour difference? And is that hour different forward or backwards? So, if it's 6 am here, is it 5 am there? Or 7 am? Or are we the same time now, 6am?

So I look at my trusty desk clock that sits next to my computer {you might be asking why does she have a clock right next to her computer when her computer has a built in clock? ..or you might not..}

I've just always had a thing for clocks..

Anyway..I came in here "early" {because the body-brain clock is from Arizona..} to straighten up {read: bulldoze} my mess.  

I looked around an started complaining {in my head...don't want to wake up Mr. B..whose clock always adjusts quickly..}

..and saw this "sign"..

OK.  I can take a hint..get to work..

 eie..yie..yie..{so, how do you spell "Eye-yie-yie?"}.

Then I see another sign..

Oh yeah..I have to do that today too...but that's not the sign I was talking about..

I have to have a "dream"..about working in a clean room..and for that "dream" , I have to "imagine" what it would be like..

..and I have to 'believe in miracles" so I can "create", right?

 ..but then again...can I really be "expected to be neat", too??

Seems my mess is usually on the floor..the uppers look good...

Is it that darned floor space that looks so big and empty..that I feel I must fill it?

 Guess it's all part of the "streams of life"..

Hmmm...life IS beautiful in it's chaos simplicity..

Hoping you have a beautiful, chaotic, simply wonderful Sunday..as for me..I'm gunna...

-me

Uh uh...I did not...

..sit on Braxton...um..he got under my butt..yeah..that's what happened..he got under MY butt..

..besides..this is MY spot.

Really. Would this face lie to you??

What? I have to say "sorry'??

 sorry...

Told you Mom...she's a Diva.. and that's the last time I try to sit in the window..geesh..

-me Braxton