Photo Booth Fun

In honor of fair time, I thought I'd upload a fun (mostly likely) fair picture. That extra head in the frames, that's my Aunt Cricket. She's my dad's sister, and she lives in Hawaii. The same Hawaii that I will be visiting in October.

Wonder what was going on in that booth? It must have gone a little like this...
Those booths, they were always fun. I used to take pictures in them all the time while I was showing. What else do you do with your free time when you're not sweeping the pig barn...?

Hummm.... Wonder what happened to all those pictures...

You know, I haven't done one of those photo booth things in a long time... Maybe that's something I need to do again soon.

Once a Princess, Always a Princess

Who's a pretty, pretty princess? Yep, I am! My mom actually made this dress. You see, at 6 years old, I was a junior bride in a wedding. My "wedding dress" then became my Halloween costume. My mom was no dumby, she knew that I'd grow out of that dress fairly quickly. But my grandma had a fit that my mom was letting me wear it as a costume.

1986

You see though, although I may not be extremely high maintenance (yes, I am just a little bit I admit it) , I still am a princess. And I should be treated like on.

But mostly, I'd like a knight in shining armor come rescue me.

That's all this princess is wishing for.

Knees Together

Here I am. Many of you may think the spot where I'm sitting looks familiar. Because it is really.
You see, this picture was taken at my grandparent's house. Which is now my parent's house. I'm sitting on the steps that lead to the patio.

What's changed? Well, the carpet for one. Look how dated and 1970's that stuff is. And you'll notice that the dining room behind me is also carpeted, in shag carpet. Yea Baby!

I'm thinking that maybe this was around Christmas time. The dress leads me to believe that. But I really don't know. I'm going to leave the answer to that up to my anonymous commenter, aka my mom.

Mom, enlighten me, do you remember what the details of this picture are?

Quote of the Day

"Every great mistake has a halfway moment, a split second when it can be recalled and perhaps remedied."
— Pearl S. Buck

Yes, but you can't necessarily go back that that split second and change it.

Where Did My Heart Go Missing...

Wednesday of the Merced County Fair the group Rooney played. Chris is a HUGE fan, as is Colleen and their friend Clinton, so we all piled in Colleen's car and drove down for a free concert. We love free concerts.

Katy, Colleen's sister also joined us. In fact, this Seasame Street wannabe kept following us, so we made her take a picture with him just so he'd leave us alone.

The concert. They were great! And we had good seats, 4th row from the front.
Katy, Chris, Colleen, and Clinton.

Hello Honey! Meet my current fiance, Michael from the Princess Dairies... Wait no, he just played Michael. Really he's Robert Schwartzman. Courtney Schwartzman, it has a ring to it! Robert is big into eye contact. When he signed his autography, his eyes met mine, and he knew it was all over from there... And you can't see it, but his arm is around my waist...

Remember the Footsie Wootsies. We did them again. Chris and I were the only ones that knew what they were. So we introduced Clinton, Collee, and Katy to them.

Clinton fell in love. Look at that face. You'd think there was something else going on, wouldn't you?

And so ended our evening at the fair.

I've go start planning Robert and my wedding.

And I've really gotta find me a Footsie Wootsie!



PS: I tried to upload a video clip of one of their sets, but it failed... sorry...

Possum Sighting

Over the course of the last 7 days, I've seen 5 or 6 too many possums. Now, I know that it's really only the same 2 animals just moving along the fence 5 minutes apart every night. But it's still too much possum for me. Well, last week I heard the dog sirens start to sound. So I took my time, grabbed my flip flops, flashlight, and camera. This is what I found...

Get ready for it...

Orini
Possum as I approached it with my camera.
A little closer...
BAM! Hello nasty possum. Would you like to meet my 22?
I really don't have a 22. But my dad does. I keep asking him to polish it up for me.

Riley pacing the fence. She's hoping it comes back and falls off the fence. That actually is cleaner than a 22. But then I have to worry about disease and all that nasty stuff that they carry.
See that little pile of bricks and fence board in the corner. That's where the first possum came out of to play. Riley didn't play so nice with it though.
Stinkin' vermin. Better watch out. We're waiting for you...

Random Fact

A cat’s jaw cannot move sideways.

New York Men

This guy, who married my best friend. He's fro New York.
The guy I am currently interested in. He's from New York.

Coincidence? Or fate?

Alright Already!

I'm sorry folks! I didn't give you an update on the going ons and the interaction between Jacob and I. I'm missed a day. I'm sorry alright.

But really, there was nothing to report for yesterday. The most I saw of him was his head while he was driving to park and I was walking towards my office. I had no one to eat up front with, and I wasn't going to eat alone... So I ate at my desk.

I know. I'm a loser.

I was asked by Bernard if I had gotten my hiking boots yet. I told him that as of right now I don't have a reason to run out and buy some. No one has asked me to go hiking.

I was advised by numerous people to lay low over this next week. See if he comes to me. So, I'm laying low and seeing. It's hard this laying low business.

BUT! Currently, as I type, he is 25 feet away in a conference room for a meeting. This is a test... Will he come down the way to my desk? Say hello to me? Or to Bernard?

I'll keep you posted.

And currently, as of right now, there are no plans for Friday. I must consult my consultants to find out if it would be a good idea for me to try to set something up.

I'm open to all advise, ideas, suggestions, requests.

HELP! I'm clueless when it comes to this kind of stuff!

SIGNS YOU’RE GETTING OLDER

• Everything hurts and what doesn’t hurt doesn’t work.
• The gleam in your eyes is from the sun hitting your bifocals.
• You keep repeating yourself.
• You feel like the morning after and you haven’t been anywhere.
• Your little black book contains only names that end in M.D.
• Your children begin to look middle aged.
• You finally reach the top of the ladder and find it leaning against the wrong wall.
• Your mind makes contracts your body can’t meet.
• You look forward to a dull evening.
• Your favorite part of the newspaper is “20 Years Ago Today”.
• You turn out the lights for economic rather than romantic reasons.
• You sit in a rocking chair and can’t get it going.
• Your knees buckle, and your belt won’t.
• You’re 17 around the neck, 42 around the waist, and 95 around the golf course.
• Your back goes out more than you do.
• You sink your teeth into a steak, and they stay there.
• You have too much room in the house and not enough in the medicine cabinet.
• You know all the answers, but nobody asks you the questions.
• You keep repeating yourself.
• You’re asleep, but others worry that you’re dead.
• You quit trying to hold your stomach in, no matter who walks into the room.
• You buy a compass for the dash of your car.
• You are proud of your lawn mower.
• Your best friend is dating someone half their age…and isn’t breaking any laws.
• Your arms are almost too short to read the newspaper.
• You sing along with the elevator music.
• You would rather go to work than stay home sick.
• You enjoy hearing about other people’s operations.
• You make an appointment to see the dentist.
• You no longer think of speed limits as a challenge.
• People call at 9pm and ask, “Did I wake you?”
• You have a dream about prunes.
• You answer a question with, “Because I said so.”
• You send money to PBS.
• The end of your tie doesn’t come anywhere near the top of your pants.
• You take a metal detector to the beach.
• You wear black socks with sandals.
• You can’t remember the last time you laid on the floor to watch TV.
• Your ears and nose are hairier than your head.
• You get into a heated argument about pension plans.
• You got cable for the Weather Channel (sometimes referred to as “Old Folks MTV”).
• You have a party and the neighbors don’t even realize it.
• If a young girl looks at you, you check to make sure you remembered to put on your pants.
• You keep repeating yourself.
• You discover bifocals are stylish.
• When you do the “Hokey Pokey” you put your left hip out...and it stays out.
• Most women you know under 40 put you in the “Friend of my Father” class.
• Relatives smile benignly rather than interrupt you as you retell the same story for the zillionth time…
• You run out of breath walking DOWN a flight of stairs.
• Conversations with people your own age often turn into “dueling ailments.”
• People don’t harass you any more when you take an afternoon nap.
• Your social security number only has three digits.

It's Official!

After himming and hawwing for months now, I've done it!

I've ordered myself a new super fancy Nikon D60 DSLR digital camera.

I'm such a camera whore.

Burrr...Cold...

Mom and me.

Dad and I.

October 1980, 5 months

This was my first trip to the snow. Who knows what I thought of it...

I'm thinking that Mom was the first one with the picture taken. I look happy. Then they made me touch the snow, or they put me face first in it or something. I don't look nearly as happy with Dad.

Or maybe I just needed a diaper change.

Bad Hair Day. Take 3.

By the looks of this picture, if I didn't know me, I'd say that this poor girl is about4 months past the needed dye job. Look how much darker my roots are than the rest of my wavy frizzy hair. What a mess!

I shoot myself for ever going in public wearing that shirt...

Dork!

Mommy and Me

October 1982 (Mom 27 1/2, Me 2 1/2 McDermont State Beach Fort Bragg)

Mommy and me. Awwww....how cute! Looks like a nice fall day on the beach. But up in the Fort Bragg area, I think just about everyday looks like that.

What's with the lady all hunched over in the background? I have this picture framed, and I remember when I was younger that every time I would look at the picture I thought that lady was some freak of nature or something. I don't know, she kinda looks like a mushroom in that position.

Notice the cowlick in the middle of my bangs? I still have it. Hence why I never have bangs. Sometimes I get a wild hair up my butt and I decide that I need bangs. And then after 2 days I remember why I always talk myself out of them.

I have moments of weakness sometimes.

Kiss Me Mint

Colgate has a new flavor toothpaste. And being the name of it, I thought I should try it. Maybe it'll encourage kisses...
How would encourage kisses? I don't know. Maybe I'd exude the scent of "Kiss Me Mint". Which, by the way, tastes of mint with a hint of strawberry. That's right...strawberry.

I was expecting it to be cinnamon flavor and was taken by surprise to find that was not the flavor. The strawberry throws you off, but it's not all that bad really.

I'll keep you posted on if with consistant use of "Kiss Me Mint" I end up getting kissed...

Here's to tryin'!

The Greats

This would be me and my maternal great grandparent's . My Grammy's mom and dad.

Grampy Al and Grammy Ann. And of course this little squirmy thing is me.They lived in Minnesota. So I really didn't get to see them all that often. And of course they passed away during my early years.

Grampy Al stuck around a little longer than Grammy Ann, so I have a memory or two more of him. Like, he called me "Cookie". Don't know why, but he did, and I loved it. He also did the "Trot trot to Boston" bit on his knee. That's a fairly vivid memory that I've held on to.

And now I do the "Trot trot to Boston" bit to kids sometimes when I'm around them.

Maybe someday I'll have great grandkids to do it too, just as my Grampy Al did it to me.

Round and Round

Doesn't that just make you nauseous just looking at this? Remember when the spinny round and round rides were the best?


Well, last time I went on on my tummy did more spinny round and rounds than my body did.

Ahhh...the joys of being young...and old...

Happy Sunday!

Quote of the Day

"The moment one gives close attention to anything, even a blade of grass, it becomes a mysterious, awesome, indescribably magnificent world in itself."
— Henry Miller

Random Fact

The only domestic animal not mentioned in the Bible is the cat.

Further evidence that the cat is from the devil.

4 Generations

4 Generations of Women... And me the goof ball that wouldn't sit still for the camera.Here we have Mom and I, Great Grammy Ann, and Grammy.

I did the math when I found this picture. The next time there will be 4 generations on this side of the family and including me, will be when my kids have kids.

Right now I'm feeling really behind on my procreating.

Excuse me while I go see what I can do about that...

(And for those of you who have been to my parent's house, the couch that we're sitting on resides by the pool table. I actually quite like that couch, it's very bouncy.)