VOTE GOAT

I saw this a LONG LONG time ago in the middle of the night and I couldn't get over what I was seeing....I couldn't understand it and I still don't, but I think I would rather vote goat than some of the choices out there.....

Keeping Up with the Jones'

Seth posted, so I felt I need to too....yes it is raining. I am with Cheddar. I hate Rain too, unless I am trying to sleep.
Ugh...I need to take this blog down. I have NOTHING to say!

I HAVE...

I must admit I do post to complain about my husband from time to time...
The other night I was watching a tribute to Stone Phillips and his most amazing interviews. I saw him interviewing Melissa Etheridge right after her performance at the Grammy's. You know the one, where she rocked out to a Janis Joplin song. I cried when I re-watched the old interview not b/c I was sad but b/c of her pure innocent beauty. Beauty unclouded by hair/products... When Seth came up to bed I turned to him and was telling him how moved I was by watching it again, and How I have NEVER seen another woman so beautiful and bald at the same time. He looked me in the eyes and said "I HAVE..."
I love him.....

Grape Nuts??

Grape-Nuts

One of the first ready-to-eat cereal products ever made available to the public, Grape-Nuts was first introduced in 1897. Made of wheat and malted barley, Grape-Nuts was so named because its inventor, Charles William Post, said that grape sugar was formed during the baking process and described the cereal as having a nutty flavor. Post was a pioneer in introducing and making popular cereal, a food product that today has become a standard breakfast staple.


I hate grapenuts....
I remember seeing a commercial for them when I was little...and thinking I love Grapes, and I love NUTS...
MOMMY PLEASE BUY ME GRAPENUTS...I LOVE THEM! I REALLY REALLY LOVE THEM.
She bought them fixed me a bowl, and I was all "WHAT THE HECK?" Where are the grapes? Where are the nuts?

Peculiar Beauty

pe·cu·liar
Pronunciation: pi-'kyül-yr
Function: adjective
Etymology: Middle English peculier, from Latin peculiaris of private property, special, from peculium private property, from pecu cattle; akin to Latin pecus cattle --
1 : characteristic of only one person, group, or thing : DISTINCTIVE
2 : different from the usual or normal: a : SPECIAL, PARTICULAR b : ODD, CURIOUS c : ECCENTRIC, QUEER
synonym see CHARACTERISTIC, STRANGE


In that definition I think there should be a ***NOTE TO MEN*** Not a word to use when describing your partner's beauty.....
I mean what the fuck, why can't I ever get a decent compliment, and not only was this the compliment (You have a peculiar beauty) he just dug himself deeper and deeper and refused to stop. He ended by saying, "I just wouldn't say you are an elegant beauty"

OVER IT

Wow! It's been awhile.
I was just sitting here thinking about something that has been bothering me for a LONG time. I was watching a re-run on Soap Net of Beverly Hills 90210. And there Tori Spelling sits meeting a new girl and the first question she asks her is "what do you do"?
It seems to me that What you do is more important that who you are. Though I guess you wouldn't sit and ask someone, "So Maggie, Who are you ... really" hee hee. I understand that it is a conversation starter, I even understand that it is an easy dead space filler, but why is that the question. I am always feeling as if I have been stabbed in the gut everytime someone new asks me what I do. Well, I DO lots of things, just not what they are really getting at. What they want to know is what my JOB is. I instantly feel that I am not important when I have to respond, that I am a Stay at home Mom. I am sure this is just a problem inside of Me. But wouldn't it be nice to not define someone by what they do? Wouldn't it be nice instead to know what the person is about....
I have never been a good writer, things never sound as good when I put them to paper, or in this case screen as they do in my head. :) That is one of the reasons that I haven't been on in a LONG time, that and b/c I am a stay at home Mom who has her little girl home to take care of for Summer Break.

GO BACK...

I got this email today, and I loved it so I thought I would post it to share with all of you!



go back...

....Before the Internet or PC or the MAC......

....Before semi-automatics and crack....

...Before Playstation, SEGA, Super Nintendo, even before Atari...

...Before cell phones, CD's, DVD's, voicemail and e-mail....

....way back....

....way.....way.....way back.....

I'm talkin' bout hide and seek at dusk

Red light, Green light

Red Rover....Red Rover.....

Playing kickball & dodgeball until the first...no...second... no...third
Streetlight came on

Ring around the Rosie

London Bridge

Hot potato

Hop Scotch

Jump rope

Duck....duck....GOOSE!!!

YOU'RE IT!!

Parents stood on the front porch and yelled (or whistled) for you to
come home - no pagers or cell phones

Mother May I?

Hula Hoops

Seeing shapes in the clouds

Endless summer days and hot summer nights (no A/C) with the windows
open

The sound of crickets

Running through the sprinkler

Cereal boxes with that GREAT prize in the bottom

Cracker jacks with the same thing

Ice pops with 2 sticks you could break and share with a friend

...but wait.....there's more....

Watchin' Saturday Morning cartoons

Fat Albert, Road Runner, Tom & Jerry, Heckle & Jeckle, Pink Panther,
Richochet Rabbit, Schoolhouse Rock

Watchin' Sunday morning oldies (Abbott & Costello, Three Stooges,
Tarzan, Shirley Temple OR WONDERAMA!!)

Wonder Woman & Super Man Underoos

Catchin' lightning bugs in a jar

Your first day of school

Bedtime Prayers and Goodnight Kisses

Climbing trees

Swinging as high as you could to try and reach the sky

Getting an Ice Cream off the Good Humor Truck

A million mosquito bites and sticky fingers

Jumpin' down the steps

Jumpin' on the bed

Pillow fights

Sleep-overs

A 13" black and white TV in your room meant you were RICH

Runnin' till you were out of breath

Laughing so hard that your stomach hurt

Being tired from PLAYING

WORK: meant taking out the garbage or doing the dishes

Your first crush

Your first kiss (the one that you kept your mouth CLOSED and your eyes
OPEN

Rainy days at school meant playing "Heads up 7UP" or hangman" in the
classroom, remember that?

Oh, I'm not finished yet....

Kool-Aid was the drink of the summer

So was a swig from the hose

Giving your friends a ride on your handlebars

Wearing your new shoes on the first day of school

Class Field Trips with soggy sandwiches

When nearly everyone's mom was at home when the kids got there

When a quarter seemed like a fair allowance; and another quarter a
MIRACLE

When ANY parent could discipline ANY kid, or feed him, or use him to
carry groceries...And nobody, not even the kid, thought a thing of it.

When being sent to the principal's office was nothing compared to the
fate that awaited you at home.

Basically, we were in fear for our lives but it wasn't because of drive
by shootings, drugs, gangs, etc.

Our parents and grandparents were a much bigger threat! And some of us
are still afraid of em!

Didn't that feel good? Just to go back and say, "Yeah, I remember
that!"

Well, let's keep going!!

Let's go back to the time when...

Decisions were made by going "eeny-meeny-miney-mo"

Mistakes were corrected by simply exclaiming, "do over!"

"Race issues" meant arguing about who ran the fastest.

Money issues were handled by whoever was the banker in "monopoly"

Catching fireflies could happily occupy an entire evening

It wasn't odd to have two or three "best" friends.

Being old, referred to anyone over 20.

The worst thing you could catch from the opposite sex was cooties.

Nobody was prettier than Mom

Scrapes and bruises were kissed by mom or grandma and made better

It was a big deal to finally be tall enough to ride the "big people"
rides at the amusement park.

Getting a foot of snow was a dream come true.

Abilities were discovered because of a "double-dog-dare"

Spinning around, getting dizzy and falling down was cause for giggles.

The worst embarrassment was being picked last for a team.

Water balloons were the ultimate, ultimate weapon.

Older siblings were your worst tormentors, but also your fiercest
protector

If you can remember most or all of these, then you have LIVED!!!

Cause I'm a Blonde, Yeah Yeah Yeah

Through Enough

Back in September of last year I wrote a journal entry about a little boy in the tri-state area who had been murdered by the people that he trusted to love him. My Dad showed me this cartoon in the paper this past Sunday, and I thought I would share it. It is so beautiful to me.

Sweeps

I was reading a top ten list today of people that this blogger wouldn't mind being seen killed off in sweeps week, and it asked for comments of our own top ten list.
Since I have been lacking in my top ten list, and since they are never really complete, I thought I would add mine to this blog.

10. Meredith Grey needs to die in this weeks episode of Grey's Anatomy






9. Jenny Schecter b/c who doesn't want a little less Jenny on the L Word









8. Susan Meyer yeah, b/c i am just so tired of her character on Desperate Housewives









7. Desmond from Lost b/c he just confuses me.








6. Elliot Reed she is soooo annoying on Scrubs, and since I think I heard that the show is going to end, they might as well....










5. Donald Trump from the apprentice (though I don't watch it) wouldn't it be great if he were "fired"









4. The Entire Cast of ER Because the show just sucks anymore








3. Walter Ugly Betty's on again off again boyfriend, b/c he cheated on her...I wouldn't miss him







2. so my last two are from the L word as well.... Tina and







1. Kit
I just don't think they bring much to the show...keep in mind I so miss the original owner of the planet....she was GORGEOUS so I am biased...also, Tina just doesn't really bring anything to the show.....just don't like her. Maybe they could all be in a nasty car wreck together.......

40 years old

Today Feb 20th would've been Kurt Cobain's 40th birthday. How very very sad.
Neat that he will always be 27 to us though.
I wasn't a huge nirvana fan...but was nonetheless saddened to hear of his death.

50 Years Old?

Awww...I didn't know that I had never lived in a world with out "The Cat in The Hat"! Click to wish a Happy 50th Birthday!

I'm a Humanitarian

Do you know how you re-tell story and it is never as funny as when it actually happened? Well that will probably be the case here.
I lived a pretty sheltered life growing up. I grew up in a small town where everyone knew everybody else and I went to an even smaller Catholic Highschool. It was so small that there were only 22 in my graduating class. When I learned to drive my brother (Matt) and I would love to go around together. Matt and I were never trouble makers but we did do stuff like drive around and steal people's campaign signs out of their yards...for some reason we thought this was hysterical. We had a mutual friend who would hang them all over his walls in his bedroom.
We would also save up all our lunch money that Mom and Dad had given us for the week and go and get a Strawberry Shake from Hardee's after school. What rebels we were. One day we were driving over the river to Cincinnati (to probably pick up my dad from work downtown). I had some extra change from our milkshake purchase in the dash board. I saw a man standing at the end of the bridge at a light. He had a sign that said "Will Work For Food". I immediately felt my heart break for him. I thought it was so sad. How humiliating that must be to have to stand there w/ a cardboard sign begging to work just so you could have something to eat. We were sitting at the light, and I said to Matt that we should give him our extra change. I was also very fearful of the poor man. I grabbed the change, opened the window just a crack and threw the change to the man. It scattered all over the street. The poor little guy was scrambling for the change and waving up at as saying God Bless You, Thank you So much...I gave a quick wave and drove on. To this Day my brother makes fun of me saying..."I'LL MAKE YOU WORK FOR YOUR FOOD". I doubt that I will ever live this down. I was watching a show that on Comedy Central and it reminded me so much of my giving nature.

So, did it come across as funny as it is when Matt makes fun of me for it?

crazy ladies

Wonder if any of you know that I have a strange fascination with

I am not sure why. Maybe because I was told they were lucky. But they are cute little creatures. I have loved them as far back as I can remember. I used to love to watch this little short on Sesame Street and sing along.


I have a tattoo of a ladybug....and I think she has brought me good luck since I got her.

Ellen and Gladys

Check out this clip from Ellen. It is a litte long, but I have not laughed so hard in FOREVER!

Being a Mom is TOUGH

Carly called me to let me know that after I deleted her myspace account her friend had created her a new one and that she gets on it while she is at her Dad's every other weekend. I couldn't believe it. I had to delete her first one b/c , now get this, an 11 yr. old from her class was leaving messages like you are a SLUT and a Whore.....what the fuck???? They are 11!
Anyway she called to say that her dad saw her getting on and she lied to him and told him that it was her friends' account. He wanted her to pull it up for him and she told him it was her friend's and she didn't know the password. He's not too bright, which I assume is why he didn't say, well just pull it up for me the way you just had it up....oh well. She called to beg me to delete it before her dad saw it again. She said that she knew what she was doing was wrong b/c she was shaking so bad when she signed on.......
It's so hard to punish her b/c I feel as if I have done enough damage to her. She has been w/o a mom that is there for all the school functions...a mom that she had to wear a mask to be around, a mom that to just be able to look at while talking to she had to stand in the window on the porch looking in as I sat on the other side looking out -me on the phone her on a cell, a mom that she had to visit in a hospital.....A mom as far back as her mind can reach has always been sick.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY SETH

Ten Things I love About Birthdays

10. Presents
9. My choice what's for dinner....actually i choose everyday....i just realized that....
8. Cake
7. Ice Cream
6. peeps singing a song w/ my name in it
5. wishing
4. blowing my germs all over the cake
3. talking to people that i haven't in a while
2. cards from hallmark
1. i get to hear from my bone marrow donor.....loves her



Seth, I hope you have a very happy 34th birthday....I LOVE YOU!!!!!

Sometimes...

I sneak a peek at Flavor Flav on VH1 to see what he is up.
Also, I got alarmingly excited today when I asked Nicole Richie to be my friend on myspace and she accepted....Then I immediately changed my TOP TEN friends and made her #1
I think I am coming down with something

THE POLICE ARE COMING!!!

Thanks to Pop Candy for this tip! I am so excited!


Go ahead, let out a scream: Today it was announced that The Police are definitely reuniting and will perform on the Grammy Awards. The trio -- Sting, Stewart Copeland and Andy Summers -- will open the show Feb. 11. Other plans, including a possible reunion tour, have not been announced.

Here's a link to the last time The Police played together, at the 2003 Rock and Roll Hall of Fame induction ceremony.

The Police Bring back so many memories to me of my way cool parents. They were seriously cool (I thought). I just love listening to stuff that reminds ms of those days, rockin' out to WEBN's Dawn Patrol with Mom and Dad on the way to school!

Wicked and Weird

Another Song that I have been listening to like crazy! Here is the video

Top Ten Ways to Disrupt the Waiting Room

So As most of you know I am a cancer Survivor. I truly believe that if I was unable to laugh through it, I wouldn't have come this far. I only wish I had seen this list back when I was going to the office 7 days/week

1. Ask everyone around you to do things "stat".
2. Offer free prostate exams.
3. Ask everyone nervously whether they have a "spare catheter".
4. Pop a tape in the VCR of you in an avocado-eating contest.
5. Supplement bland waiting room periodicals with nurse-fetish pornography.
6. Give your best rendition of that dance-floor classic: The Naked Raptor.
7. Hold up sign that reads, "Free chemo in the parking lot".
8. Initiate spelling bee. Be unflinchingly cruel with errors.
9. Leaf through every magazine in the room, shake hands with everyone else and then say loudly, "Jesus, this flesh-eating scabies itches like a mother".

10. Repeatedly refer to the doctor you're waiting to see as "The Trembling Butcher".

We need to stop

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Mac Beautiful

OH MY! This Girl Reminds me of Seth...
I could totally see him at the Apple Store singing this...

9 Crimes

This has to be the most hauntingly beautiful song I have heard in a LONG time. I am addicted and can't quit playing it over and over.

HAPPY NEW YEAR

I truly hope that this is a Happy Healthy Wonderful 2007 for my friends, family and me!

My brother is moving back from North Dakota. He and his wife are expecting their 4th baby any day. He was transfered to Wilmington Oh. We are excited for him to get home and I have been reminicing alot lately about him and things we used to do. I was the older sibling, and maybe because of this (who knows why I did half the things I did) I was always testing his loyalty to me. I would tell him I woudl DIE if he didn't help me back onto the couch (even though I was making myself fall off). Once I told him I would die if he didn't drink the Potion of Motion That I had made for him. It consisted of Water, I believe some milk, Every single spice in the spice rack, there was even a Bay Leaf floating on top. Matt always drank the potion of motion, always saved me from near death when I was falling off of the couch to the floor which was a whole Foot Fall...
Once I was going to die if he didn't get into the dryer. We had a dryer that you could sit in and rick yourself back and forth holding onto the spinners on the sides. It was fun. It was lots of Fun, until I closed him in and turned it on....I kept hearing his little yelps for HEEEEEEELp *BOOM BOOM* hhhheeeeeeeeelllllppppp *BOOM BOOM* that was him getting his heavy cotton dry cycle....I was afraid b/c I could figure out what button stopped the drying and the yelling and the *BOOM BOOM* sound. I tried to push the Permanent Press, the Fluffing.....IT CAME TO ME. Just open the door Maggie! So I did and my brother stumbled out a little dizzy a litte flushed by so BOUNTY FRESH.