So Sorry Swinella

My dear friend, Becky, pointed out that I had made a GREAT ERROR in my "About Me" section. Horror of horrors - I left out a mention of one of my wonderful 4-legged family members! How could I have forgotten my pot bellied pig?

Swinella Porcina was a wonderful pig. She loved to be rubbed down with baby lotion, and to be "swept" with a broom. She had her own sleeping bag and Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle pillow. (Please note that I am not being paid to endorse said pillow by any one at any time and I am mentioning them of my own free will. - Grammer police, please don't come get me!)

"Nella" loved raisins, and dog biscuits, and bags of brown sugar, and pig chow, and watermelon, and... well she loved just about everything except her daily multivitamin. She would even eat tomotoes. - Sidebar - Did you know that years and years ago, it was thought that tomatoes were poisonous because pigs wouldn't eat them? It is rumored that there was an assassination attempt on George Washington... somebody slipped some tomatoes into his dinner - it didn't work. As everyone knows (or does now), good ole George lived to the ripe old age of 67. It is believed, that his death was caused by "a case of epiglottitis", which is an inflammation of the small flap of cartilage at the entrance of the larynx.

My dear pig was not a fan of teenage boys. The neighborhood young gentlemen soon learned the art of running through the house at great speed, and then jumping up onto our dining room table. This was her only fault, as she was a loving swine, the likes never to be seen again.

Swinella - I loved you and miss you. May you chase stinky boys for eternity!
PS - I'll post a picture soon - Promise!

I Love My Dogs

These are my dogs. Gracie on the left - George on the right. My dogs are as much a part of my family as my husband, children, and grand children. My husband and children might "take offence" to this, but I got's to call 'em as I feel 'em!

My dogs drive my family crazy, but they keep me sane. Here's how:

1. They love me, no matter what.

2. They are always happy to be with me.

3. They love me, no matter what.

Okay - I know that my family love me (the two legged members), but I don't think that they always like me. My Dogs Do! They don't care that dinner is late - they are just ever so grateful when they get it. They don't care what I'm wearing, or if I'm having a bad hair day, or if I'm in a bad mood. They just love me, and want to be with me. Day or night, rain or shine, good times or bad. They just love me, and want to be with me! They don't tease me when I talk to myself. They don't tease me about my memory (or lack thereof). They don't get mad at me, or get tired of having me around. They just love me, and want to be with me.

I love my dogs!

Going to the Pumpkin Patch

Today we are going to a pumpkin patch. Seth has carved one already, but he wants to do some more. He LOVES Halloween!

I have to double check my grocery cart before I get to the check out, to make sure that we don't have more halloween stuff than actual groceries! Our house is draped in "cobwebs" and there are plastic skulls atop every bookshelf (and on the mantle).

We are having a Trunk -R-Treat at church tonight and, said son, has elaborate plans for decorating the back of the car with skeletons and spiders. I guess that we will have to hit SAM'S for candy. (Oh How I Wish That I Had Won a Gift Card from Pioneer Woman). - Later, I'll post a picture of our completed little "pumpkin patch"!

And a shout out to Mrs. Howes: H, A, double L , O, W, double E, N, spells Halloween!

Geesh - now that silly song will be running around in my head all day!

Tag Your're It

I'VE BEEN TAGGED!!!

Nothing like it to make you come out of your shell!

Tammy from Treasured Heirlooms tagged me yesterday.

The rules are:

1. Link to your tagger and list these rules on your blog.
2. Share 7 facts about yourself on your blog, some random, some weird.
3. Tag 7 people at the end of your post by leaving their names as well as links. Then let them know they have been tagged by leaving a comment on their blog.I am sure most of my readers will tell you they know more about me than they might like!

Here are 7 random facts about me.

1. I am an animal lover!
2. I 've become addicted to "blog hopping".
3. I have a new camera that is soooooo fancy, I'm scared of it!
4. I love to read!
5. I love the tv show "Corner Gas". One of my daughters wants Oscar to be her grandpa, and we think that Joey could replace Hank, if Dog River was a real town.!!!
6. I HATE people who neglect or abuse animals.
7. I am so technologically challenged, I didn't know how to "link to your tagger", so I just copied and pasted the rules & I don't personally know enought people with "open" blogs, to tag seven other people - Sorry Tammy!

Blogging Fever

I have found that blog surfing can be addictive. Each morning, after taking the dogs out, I sit down at my computer. My routine is as follows:


1. Check my email.

2. Hit my "Favorites" list.

3. Realize that I've spent 3 hours on the computer, reading my family and friends blogs, and thier friends blogs, and their friends blogs, etc. etc. I feel like I am best friends with people that I've never met, and who only know me as "neasnuttiness" from my comments. And I'm sure that they do think that I'm nutty, cause they have no clue who I am or where I've come from.


I do try to fit in some Family Search Indexing each morning, but I still feel somewhat guilty about spending so much time on the computer. Having said that...I have learned so much over the last year...just by roaming around cyber space. I have been "liberated" with the ability to find answers to my many many questions. Some of my questions are really important - like "Steve, who is that girl, I know that I've seen her in some other tv show?" - and now I don't have to wait for Steve to go find out who she is. I just run to my computer, and go to the Internet Movie Database (thank you Simon), and get my answer.


Okay, I never claimed to be Einstien or Mother Teresa (by-the-way, I googled both of their names to make sure that they were spelled correctly), but this is still a big triumph for me. I have been terrified of technology for soooooooooooooo long. This vast information highway has opened up a new world for me! AND blogging has been such a pleasure. It keeps me connected to my family - yeah for Stephanie, Suzanne, Barry, and Mandee, and friends - yeah Tammy, and a whole community of women with whom I share many of the same values, struggles, and tripumphs.


I've learned (to Steve's delight - yes this is said dripping with sarcasm) to cut and paste (THANK YOU SUZANNE) so that I can send him order forms from online catalogs, that only need a credit card number. Before long, I have brown paper packages tied up with string ( I know that you're all singing with me - yes you are), waiting for me on my doorstep! Okay - what I really have on my doorstep, are brown boxes with clear tape. Don't laught, this is how I'm doing my Christmas shopping this year.


I've found all kinds of free (and not so free) tutorials on everything from A to Z. Right now I'm waiting for a Beginning Photography class to open up at http://www.lvsonline.com/ This site has loads of online classes for $25 each. $20 for "returning students". I also plan to sign up for a blogging class, so that I don't have to rely on Suznne to change my backgrounds for me - I still don't anything about "widgets", but I plan to learn.



Oooh I looked at the clock - it's now been four hours - I better stop, before my joints freeze in place, and I have to have Seth help me out of the chair.


XOXOXOX's to you all.

Tiger Bait

The Florida Gators whooped the LSU Tigers on Saturday night.

Now... I am NOT a sports fan. Never have been and very likely never will be - BUT - football is a religion in these here parts - AND - in this neck of the woods, EVERYONE is an LSU fan. Every store (I'm talking EVERY STORE) sells LSU paraphanalia (spelling?). On any given day, three out of every four people are wearing LSU t-shirts. Wal*Mart sells LSU:

Purses
Hats
T-Shirts
Lunch Boxes
Flags
Mugs
Shoes
Infant Cheerleader Outfits
etc.etc.etc. - Including big glass top "coffee" tables held up by, close to life size, tigers! Okay, so maybe I exaggerated the part about being close to life size

In our little back woods grocery store, they make LSU displays out of soda boxes (and I must admit, that these are quite remarkable).

Rarely will a car be seen, that doesn't have an LSU sticker on it, and many have those "window flags".

The pews in our chaple have purple upholstry and the trim on the Stake Center (in the city) is painted purple. Inside the fixtures are "gold tone".

Going to a game, is a legitimate excuse for an absence at work or at school! - No lie!

Oooooh Boy, are we in trouble - we still have Florida License Tags. I'm afraid to leave my home, and I really need to go and get sour cream and yogurt. We're supposed to have fajitas tonight, and well, I just really like yogurt - Dannon Light and Fit... Vanilla with frozen blueberries (you have to eat the berries while they are still frozen), topped with Land 'O Lakes Sugar Free Whipped Cream...Oh This stuff is sooooooooooooooooo good. The can says it that it contains 59 servings. I think that this must be a typo. I only get about 9 servings. It's also great on sugar free Jello. Yes Jello - I know that Jello is a brand name, and that is the brand of gelatin that I buy! And pudding... yes, Jello pudding is good with the whipped cream too.

What was this post about? I think I need to go eat breakfast. "Geaux" Gators

My Life

Suzanne's Mother-In-Law sent this email to me. At first I just laughed... And then I thought "Oh No... This is My Life"!





Know the symptoms.....Please read!
Thank goodness there's a name for this disorder. Somehow I feel better, even though I have it!
Recently, I was diagnosed with AAADD. Age Acitvated Attention Deficit Disorder. This is how it manifests:
I decide to water my garden, as I turn on the hose in the dirveway, I look over at my car and decide it needs washing. As I start toward the garage, I notice mail on the porch table that I brought up from the mail earlier. I decided to go through the mail before I wash the car. I lay my car keys on the table, put the junk mail in the garbage can under the table, and notice that the can is full. So, I decide to put the bills back on the table and take out the garbage first. But then I think, since I'm going to be near the mailbox when I take out the garbage anyway, I may as well pay the bills first. I take my check book off the table, and see that there is only one check left. My extra checks are in my desk in the study, so I go inside the house to my desk where I find the can of Coke I'd been drinking. I'm going to look for my checks, but first I need to push the Coke aside so that I don't accidently knock it over. The Coke is getting warm, and I decide to put it in the refigerator to keep it cold. As I head toward the kitchen with the Coke, a vase of flowers on the counter catches my eye--they need water. I put the Coke on the counter and discover my reading glasses that I've been searching for all morning. I decide I better put them back on my desk, but first I'm going to water the flowers. I set the glasses back down on the counter, fill a container with water and suddenly spot the TV remote. Someone left it on the kitchen table. I realize that tonight when I go to watch TV, I'll be looking for the remote, but I wont' remember that it's on the kitchen table, so I decide to put it back in the den where it belongs, but first I'll water the flowers. I pour some water in the flowers, but quite a bit spills on the floor. So, I set the remote back on the table, get some towels and wipe up the spill. Then, I head down the hall trying to remember what I was planning to do.
At the end of the day:
The car isn't washed,
the bills aren't paid,
there is a warm can of Coke sitting on the counter,
the flowers don't have enough water,
there is only 1 check in my check book,
I can't find the remote,
I can't find my glasses, and I don't remember what I did with the car keys.
Then, when I try to figure out why nothing got done today, I'm really baffled because I know I was busy all day, and I'm really tired!!! I realize this is a serious problem, and I'll try to get some help for it, but first I'll check my e-mail......
Do me a favor, forward this message to everyone you know, because I don't remember who I've sent it to.
Don't laugh--if this isn't you yet, your day is coming!