This is it folks. All you ever wanted and more.
Amber asked to see:
1) My dirty laundry piles. (lucky for me I just did laundry)
2) My favorite shoes on my feet. (my favorite shoes are my flip flops, but that's pretty boring, so here's a shot of my new shoes)
3) a picture of a picture of me when I was a child
Christine asked to see a picture of my breakfast (Nikki asked to see a longhorn or a cow), a picture of my TV screen during my favorite show, and one item of my choosing as long as it is my favorite color. Red is my favorite color and I love my Betty Boop notebook.
I think I covered everyone. Let me know if I missed something.
Thursday, January 20, 2005
Wednesday, January 19, 2005
Blog Meet in Texas
Changed up that title a little bit to clarify. I just wanted to be sure that everyone was included. As in you over there in OHIO and you over there in CANADA and you guys up there in WASHINGTON... and everyone, everywhere else, even you and you from way over yonger. all of you over there on that blogroll and any who aren't on it. You are all invited. The blog meet just happens to be in TEXAS. Houston-ish to be exact. We have some interest building and hope for more. So drop a comment and let me know if you are interested.
There might just be a special guest too. Can't tell you yet though.
How many Bloggers can fit in one location?
There might just be a special guest too. Can't tell you yet though.
How many Bloggers can fit in one location?
I got nothin'
I'm lacking today. So, without any ado, tell me 5 random songs and their artists that are on your playlist or whatever it is you kids use to listen to music these days.
My completely random list includes:
1. Piece of Work - Jimmy Buffett
2. In Another's Eyes - Trisha Yearwood & Garth Brooks
3. Sorry For The Rain - Fisher
4. You Raise Me Up - Josh Groban
5. Country Boyz - Nappy Roots
No you go.
My completely random list includes:
1. Piece of Work - Jimmy Buffett
2. In Another's Eyes - Trisha Yearwood & Garth Brooks
3. Sorry For The Rain - Fisher
4. You Raise Me Up - Josh Groban
5. Country Boyz - Nappy Roots
No you go.
Tuesday, January 18, 2005
Texas Blog Meet
I had to refrain from typing Meat for some reason there in the title. Have I mentioned I'm a dork? Just doing my daily deed to prove it.
Moving along. Em and I have discussed this off and on for awhile so I thought I would put some feelers out. Sorry to be so touchy/feely. Not really... Boy am I having trouble staying on track today.
If you are in the Lonestar state (or anywhere and willing to travel to the Lonestar state) and would be interested in meeting some fellow bloggers, leave a comment here and Em (yes, I'm roping you into this) will start planning one with the help of anyone else interested in helping.
How many Texas bloggers can fit into one location?
*UPDATE: I guess I should mention that we are in the Houston area. Since the Lonestar state is kinda big and all.
Moving along. Em and I have discussed this off and on for awhile so I thought I would put some feelers out. Sorry to be so touchy/feely. Not really... Boy am I having trouble staying on track today.
If you are in the Lonestar state (or anywhere and willing to travel to the Lonestar state) and would be interested in meeting some fellow bloggers, leave a comment here and Em (yes, I'm roping you into this) will start planning one with the help of anyone else interested in helping.
How many Texas bloggers can fit into one location?
*UPDATE: I guess I should mention that we are in the Houston area. Since the Lonestar state is kinda big and all.
Dearest friend:
Dear Alcohol,
First & foremost, let me tell you that I'm a huge fan of yours. My friend, you always seem to be there when needed. The perfect post-work cocktail, a beer at the game, and you're even around in the holiday's hidden inside chocolates as you warm us when we're stuck in the midst of endless family gatherings. However, lately I've been wondering about your intentions.
While I want to believe that you have my best interests at heart, I feel that your influence has led to some unwise consequences:
1. Phone calls:
While I agree with you that communication is important, I question the suggestion that any conversation of substance or necessity takes place after 2 a.m. Why would you make me call those ex-boyfriends/girlfriends when I know for a fact they do not want to hear from me during the day, let alone all hours of the night?
2. Eating:
Now, you know I love a good meal, but why do you suggest that I eat a taco with chili sauce, along with a big Italian meatball and some stale chips(washed down with WINE & topped off with a Kit Kat after a few cheese curls & chili cheese fries). I'm an eclectic eater, but I think you went too far this time.
3. Clumsiness:
Unless you're subtly trying to tell me that I need to do more yoga to improve my balance, I see NO need to hammer the issue home by causing me to fall down. It's completely unnecessary, and the black & blue marks that appear on my body mysteriously the next day are beyond me. Similarly, it should never take me more than 45 seconds to get the front door key into the lock.
4. Furthermore: The hangovers have GOT to stop. This is getting ridiculous. I know a little penance for our previous evening's debauchery may be in order, but the 3pm hangover immobility is completely unacceptable. My entire day is shot. I ask that, if the proper precautions are taken (water, vitamin B, bread products, aspirin) prior to going to sleep/passing out face down on the kitchen floor with a bag of popcorn, the hangover should be minimal & in no way interfere with my daily activities.
Alcohol, I have enjoyed our friendship for some years now & would like to ensure that we remain on good terms. You've been the invoker of great stories, the provocation for much laughter, and the needed companion when I just don't know what to do with the extra money in my pockets. In order to continue this friendship, I ask that you carefully review my grievances above & address them immediately. I will look for an answer no later than Thursday 3pm (pre-happy hour) on your possible solutions & hopefully we can continue this fruitful partnership.
Thank you,
Your biggest fan
P.S. I really need answer by COB today as I have Margarita Therapy scheduled. Thank you.
First & foremost, let me tell you that I'm a huge fan of yours. My friend, you always seem to be there when needed. The perfect post-work cocktail, a beer at the game, and you're even around in the holiday's hidden inside chocolates as you warm us when we're stuck in the midst of endless family gatherings. However, lately I've been wondering about your intentions.
While I want to believe that you have my best interests at heart, I feel that your influence has led to some unwise consequences:
1. Phone calls:
While I agree with you that communication is important, I question the suggestion that any conversation of substance or necessity takes place after 2 a.m. Why would you make me call those ex-boyfriends/girlfriends when I know for a fact they do not want to hear from me during the day, let alone all hours of the night?
2. Eating:
Now, you know I love a good meal, but why do you suggest that I eat a taco with chili sauce, along with a big Italian meatball and some stale chips(washed down with WINE & topped off with a Kit Kat after a few cheese curls & chili cheese fries). I'm an eclectic eater, but I think you went too far this time.
3. Clumsiness:
Unless you're subtly trying to tell me that I need to do more yoga to improve my balance, I see NO need to hammer the issue home by causing me to fall down. It's completely unnecessary, and the black & blue marks that appear on my body mysteriously the next day are beyond me. Similarly, it should never take me more than 45 seconds to get the front door key into the lock.
4. Furthermore: The hangovers have GOT to stop. This is getting ridiculous. I know a little penance for our previous evening's debauchery may be in order, but the 3pm hangover immobility is completely unacceptable. My entire day is shot. I ask that, if the proper precautions are taken (water, vitamin B, bread products, aspirin) prior to going to sleep/passing out face down on the kitchen floor with a bag of popcorn, the hangover should be minimal & in no way interfere with my daily activities.
Alcohol, I have enjoyed our friendship for some years now & would like to ensure that we remain on good terms. You've been the invoker of great stories, the provocation for much laughter, and the needed companion when I just don't know what to do with the extra money in my pockets. In order to continue this friendship, I ask that you carefully review my grievances above & address them immediately. I will look for an answer no later than Thursday 3pm (pre-happy hour) on your possible solutions & hopefully we can continue this fruitful partnership.
Thank you,
Your biggest fan
P.S. I really need answer by COB today as I have Margarita Therapy scheduled. Thank you.
Photo Meme
Well, a little at a time people.
Last Girl on Earth asked to see the inside of my fridge.
Mellie asked for a picture of my mailbox.
That's it for today, but more to come soon.
Last Girl on Earth asked to see the inside of my fridge.
Mellie asked for a picture of my mailbox.
That's it for today, but more to come soon.
Monday, January 17, 2005
Weekend Recap: Cuz I know you care
As much as any sane person could possibly say that Monday is not bad, I'm having a pretty good day so far. I had a great weekend and despite not wanting it to end, I had a beautiful drive in to work this morning. God was present. Will post pictures soon.
Friday we had friends over for dinner. Sad to say not many of my friends have gotten to the see the new house, so I was excited to show it off. Hubby made a great dinner and much wine was consumed.
Saturday AM we got up and met friends at the dirt bike track. Took some pics and will post those in a little while as well. And yes, I will post the pictures requested in the previous post. Give me a little time. Maybe I will do one a day. Maybe I won't. I'm noncommittal.
Anyways...
Saturday afternoon I cleaned/moved things around in the guest bedroom so that my friend Jen would have a place to sleep when she came to visit and party. We went to Berryhill, my first trip and enjoyed the best queso I have ever had and fish tacos. Then off to the country bar for some dancing. Ran into an old dance partner and just hung out. Nothing much to tell. Later met up with Hubs and some other friends at another bar. Watched some drunks dance to bad music and questioned the fashion choices of the "younger" generation.
Sunday I finally was able to get Jen out of bed around 1:00 PM. That girl can sure sleep. I managed to utterly demolish an attempt at breakfast, so we ate at the food cart at the mall. Now I don't shop very often and when I do I normally buy something at Target or Walmart. Yeah, I'm stylin', I know it. Proof in point that I rarely shop, I didn't even know that NY and Co. had closed in July and rearranged the store. Jen on the other hand, is the shopping queen and for once she helped me shop rather than me watching her shop. That girl can drop some cash. But she works her ass of so she deserves to spend money on shopping. I bought two pairs of pants, 4 shirts and 2 new pairs of shoes for $150.00. Yeah me. I love NY and Co. I also managed to buy 3 bras after trying on 15 and chaffing my boobies. Great visual I am sure. Hubby was also glad to hear that I have gone up another size. Music to his ears, to me it just means I am getting fatter.
All in all, I had an enjoyable weekend. Can't say I'm glad to be at work, but at least I can blog here.
Friday we had friends over for dinner. Sad to say not many of my friends have gotten to the see the new house, so I was excited to show it off. Hubby made a great dinner and much wine was consumed.
Saturday AM we got up and met friends at the dirt bike track. Took some pics and will post those in a little while as well. And yes, I will post the pictures requested in the previous post. Give me a little time. Maybe I will do one a day. Maybe I won't. I'm noncommittal.
Anyways...
Saturday afternoon I cleaned/moved things around in the guest bedroom so that my friend Jen would have a place to sleep when she came to visit and party. We went to Berryhill, my first trip and enjoyed the best queso I have ever had and fish tacos. Then off to the country bar for some dancing. Ran into an old dance partner and just hung out. Nothing much to tell. Later met up with Hubs and some other friends at another bar. Watched some drunks dance to bad music and questioned the fashion choices of the "younger" generation.
Sunday I finally was able to get Jen out of bed around 1:00 PM. That girl can sure sleep. I managed to utterly demolish an attempt at breakfast, so we ate at the food cart at the mall. Now I don't shop very often and when I do I normally buy something at Target or Walmart. Yeah, I'm stylin', I know it. Proof in point that I rarely shop, I didn't even know that NY and Co. had closed in July and rearranged the store. Jen on the other hand, is the shopping queen and for once she helped me shop rather than me watching her shop. That girl can drop some cash. But she works her ass of so she deserves to spend money on shopping. I bought two pairs of pants, 4 shirts and 2 new pairs of shoes for $150.00. Yeah me. I love NY and Co. I also managed to buy 3 bras after trying on 15 and chaffing my boobies. Great visual I am sure. Hubby was also glad to hear that I have gone up another size. Music to his ears, to me it just means I am getting fatter.
All in all, I had an enjoyable weekend. Can't say I'm glad to be at work, but at least I can blog here.
Friday, January 14, 2005
Behind the times
I am sooooo yesterday. I know, I don't need it rubbed in. Unless of course you are rubbing the sore spot that is my entire back. In that case, keep a-rubbing. My point, ah yes, a point. Well, I finally got one of those things called a digital camera. And I am soooo in lovvvve with it too. I carry it in my purse and take pictures of anything and everything, as you can see by the recent posts of pictures and nothing much else. Anyhoo... A While, long long time ago, in a galaxy far far away, there was a meme, a picture meme. Tell me three, or cuz I'm lazy and such, one or two or whatever you feel like, things that you want to see a picture of and I will get them for you in no particular order and in not particular time frame. How you like them apples?
So, what do you want me to shoot? Pictures that is. This is Texas after all.
Won't you humor a little behind the times meme?
So, what do you want me to shoot? Pictures that is. This is Texas after all.
Won't you humor a little behind the times meme?
Poo head
No I don't have a two year old learning to talk. I have a 30 something husband who decided while we were dating that Pooter Shooter would be my nickname. Lucky for me, he has shortened it and mostly just calls me Shooter. Hence Shooter's Station, the url for my blog. But on occasion, hubby calls me poo head, or poo poo shoo, or poo shoo. So just now on the phone...
Him: "I love you poo head."
Me: "I love you too."
Him: "Poo heads are better than none."
And that's why I love him.
Him: "I love you poo head."
Me: "I love you too."
Him: "Poo heads are better than none."
And that's why I love him.
Confessions of a 30 Something Drama Queen
I'm doing as little as possible today. Case in point: I have 4 browsers open.
Browser 1: Blogroll
Browser 2: Blog Explosion
Browser 3: BlogClicker
Browser 4: This post
Browser 1: Blogroll
Browser 2: Blog Explosion
Browser 3: BlogClicker
Browser 4: This post
Thursday, January 13, 2005
Baby Girl
I didn't write too much about my last trip to NM. Mainly because there was so much to say and I didn't quite know how to put it all into words. One of the things that hit me hard during my trip was how "grown up" my baby sister is. When I say baby sister, I mean she is four years younger than me. She is technically my big, little sister as she is almost 6 feet tall. As I sat in her living room and watched her clean her house and interact with her boyfriend, I was struck by this woman. She was no longer just my little sister, she was a woman, a homemaker, a girlfriend, a career woman, and a soon to be mother of not one, but two little boys. She brought tears to my eyes as I saw her pregnant for the first time.
This woman has had to grow up faster than most. She has worked as hard as any adult from the first time she was able to get a paying job. She helped pay the bills when she was just a teenager. She has been the parent to her parents for so long. Now she will be a parent to her own children, which is the way it should be. I am so proud of who she has become. And although I know she looks up to me quite a bit, I also know that I had very little to do with the beautiful, strong, intelligent, amazing woman that she has become. T you are beautiful. I love you and am proud of who you have become. I know you will make a great mother, for you have been one for many years. I wish for you peace and strength when you give birth to my beautiful nephews.
This woman has had to grow up faster than most. She has worked as hard as any adult from the first time she was able to get a paying job. She helped pay the bills when she was just a teenager. She has been the parent to her parents for so long. Now she will be a parent to her own children, which is the way it should be. I am so proud of who she has become. And although I know she looks up to me quite a bit, I also know that I had very little to do with the beautiful, strong, intelligent, amazing woman that she has become. T you are beautiful. I love you and am proud of who you have become. I know you will make a great mother, for you have been one for many years. I wish for you peace and strength when you give birth to my beautiful nephews.
Tuesday, January 11, 2005
BoB has made people go Bonkers
Well, it seems that in my absence, the blog world, at least a little part of it, has gotten some panties and boxers in a great big wad. Why do I care to comment on the hilarity of it all, well, I get to do what I want most of the time as my parents tell me I am a grown up now.
Some of the things being said are that the BoB Awards are all about a popularity contest. Well isn't anything in this nice reality riddled world we live in. Do you think the Presidential Election was about values, no it was popularity. Bottom Line. School elections, Government elections, polls, it's all about popularity. What or who people know is the driving force in our lives. You don't pick an apple over an orange if you've never tasted an apple and you know you like oranges. I have been voting for some of these people with panties in a wad and I vote for them because I like their blogs. I don't know any of them personally. I read. I enjoy. That's it.
I am honored to be nominated for a BoB Award as I am please to be in the company of such wonderful writers, entertainers and down right fun and interesting people for a variety of reasons. I blog because, well, that's another post. The BoB Awards were supposed to be fun and nothing too serious. Sure, there's prizes involved, but whoopie, there are prizes at Chuck E Cheese, do you freak out over those? This is supposed to be FUN people. What happened to the FUN?
*Please note that I chose not the link anything in this post as I was venting frustration rather than pimping the awards. And as a side note, I was nominated for biggest blog whore and so I have just been playing the part in which I was nominated.
Some of the things being said are that the BoB Awards are all about a popularity contest. Well isn't anything in this nice reality riddled world we live in. Do you think the Presidential Election was about values, no it was popularity. Bottom Line. School elections, Government elections, polls, it's all about popularity. What or who people know is the driving force in our lives. You don't pick an apple over an orange if you've never tasted an apple and you know you like oranges. I have been voting for some of these people with panties in a wad and I vote for them because I like their blogs. I don't know any of them personally. I read. I enjoy. That's it.
I am honored to be nominated for a BoB Award as I am please to be in the company of such wonderful writers, entertainers and down right fun and interesting people for a variety of reasons. I blog because, well, that's another post. The BoB Awards were supposed to be fun and nothing too serious. Sure, there's prizes involved, but whoopie, there are prizes at Chuck E Cheese, do you freak out over those? This is supposed to be FUN people. What happened to the FUN?
*Please note that I chose not the link anything in this post as I was venting frustration rather than pimping the awards. And as a side note, I was nominated for biggest blog whore and so I have just been playing the part in which I was nominated.
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