Alert and Oriented (x4)

Missy at It's Almost Naptime posted a fun letter to herself at age 20, and I thought I'd join in Dear Pam, This is you. In 27 years. I know it’s 1982 and you’re not so sure you’ll even live to be 47, but you did and here I am. See, there’s this TV show on now called LOST. Shows like Dynasty, with serial story lines, paved the way for LOST by becoming obsessions with the American people. You will become obsessed. So in the interest of casting light on the ability to travel the space-time continuum, I am reaching back some 27 years to let you in on a few secrets about what your future holds. I’m really glad you and Ted bit the bullet and knuckled down and bought that little teeny yucky ABQ South Valley house last year. I know you thought it was overpriced at $34,000, but you’d be surprised what it did for you. It taught you the value of sweat equity. It taught you how to be creative. Last year you and Ted together made less than $10,000. In a few years, the $34,000 you paid for...

about LOST of course.... Last night was mostly about the island, and I really prefer character centered shows, but I suppose the writers wanted to give us a bigger (read here: more confusing) picture of everything....so, here goes. 1. I kind of want to slap Juliet. She's a little snarky . I think she's being very condescending to everyone and I don't like her again. She knows more than she has let on and I'm not so sure I don't trust her again. 2. Charles Widmore was the little whiny pansy-oops soldier? Wow! 3. I know for a fact that a hydrogen bomb won't blow up if it gets dropped...well maybe not for a fact. And I'm pretty sure it's not flammable. Unless it's like exploding or something....did the corrosion leak out some kind of flammable gas? Why not go ahead and shoot? Did he not want the girl to die? 4. I think Jughead (the bomb) was on the scaffold because it was dropped on the island in the 50's and it got buried and failed ...

...and it's a really crummy picture.... But I HAVE the quintessential UGLY MUG! The very one that Lidna @ 2nd Cup used to advertise her little giveaway soiree'. My son had my phone. And left it in his friend's jeep. My laptop with the webcam tanked. This is with a cell phone. I have OTHER ugly Toby mugs , that I inherited from my grandmother, but knowing that voting closes at midnight tonight, I wanted to at least get this posted. I have a non-Toby mug that's pretty ugly with a whistle in the handle that's shaped like a cow-head and that has "Whistle for More Milk" written around the bottom of it. I WAS going to use that as my entry. But no, this little guy is the one. The O.RIG.I.NAL. I'm probably too late, but this at the VERY LEAST deserves an honorable mention! Not to mention, it's just really cute and tiny...you can tell by how big it is in my hand....so, please head over and vote ! Please? For me?

Joining Amy for Then Sings My Soul Soul Saturday Anything I could say really wouldn't add anything...

...you wouldn't have to go around shooting people." If more women with PMS did this, we might achieve World Peace. Classic Hurley, along with, "I need a cool code name." I gotta love his mom, too. "Why is there a dead Pakistani on my couch?" "Hugo, Jesus Christ is not a weapon!" (even though you and I know differently...) Well, my thoughts on the season 5 opener are...wow. I think I have more questions than answers now. Just a few free association, word vomit thoughts and questions from last night's show: 1. I think that Miles is Dr. Candle's son. 2. I heart Shih Tzus, too. 3. I think they should've brought Charlie back, somehow.... 4. Why is Desmond 'special?' 5. Is Mrs. Hawking Daniel Faraday's mom? Is that why we didn't get to hear her name? Are they going to find the island with that blue and white sextant/chalk drawing thingy? 6. Sawyer is going to lose his toe from and infection from stepping on the thorn or ...

I will be settling in to have some crisps and cola, perhaps.... Phones will be off... Doorbells will go unanswered.... If you call me you'd better be bleeding, at least bad enough to need stitches....the dog will be crated... LOST is coming on!!!

Abort73 Graphics / Abort73 Shirts I couldn't do it...couldn't type out "Infamy." I have respect for and I honor the office and title. God places those in authority over us. I may not agree with him, but I acknowledge his leadership. No matter what your political leanings, no matter how you may have voted, there is no arguing the fact that today is a day that many will remember. It may not be as vivid in people's minds as what they were doing or where they were when they first heard about a plane crashing into the World Trade Center, or even when the Space Shuttles ( Challenge r in 1986 or Columbia in 2003) met their terrible fates. Or even happier memories, such as the night the Berlin wall came tumbling down. But I really believe that people will remember this day. When today is over, my God will still sit on his throne. He is sovereign and nothing can change that. But my heart is beating with more than a little trepidation for all those tiny little bea...

So for the tens of ones of you who occasionally stop by (Ms. Danielle...you're IT), I am officially tagging you. The name of the game is Picture Tag. Go to your picture file. Pick the 4th folder and the 4th picture and then explain what the photo was all about. I was tagged by my ADHD friend over at Monkeys are Funny tagged me, so now YOU'RE IT!. I think I just like saying, "You're It!" This picture is from Centrifuge camp in 2007. It shows a scene from a little torture game we play called mega relay. Mega Relay is amazing fun and possibly the most painful 10-12 minutes of your life, outside of childbirth. This particular event is called "Popsicle Pushup." My 2nd son, Caleb is the one with the red headband facing the camera. 4 people lay on the ground in a square and put their feet on the adjacent person's shoulders (think a popsicle stick picture frame--clever name, no?). It's a good think I have a visual of it. Then they have to do 4 push...

Some of you (ok, really there are only like 3 of you anyway) may wonder what the "independent contractor" part up there Ý in my banner means. Fear not, dear readers. I am not a Mary Kay consultant. Or Pampered Chef. Or Quixtar. Or Amway. Or...anyway, you get the picture. My husband however sells this stuff called Mannatech tho'...I LOST 4.25 lbs over the holidays. Email me if you want to know about it..I digress. What I AM is a Notary Signing Agent. This is a fancy way of saying that about 4 years ago I got my notary commission so that I could notarize camp forms for kids at church. In NM it's pitifully easy to become a Notary Public. Basically, you pay a $20 application fee, purchase a bond for $50, get some unsuspecting upright citizen to vouch for your character and you are good to go. Then I hung out my sign (virtual sign on the internet) as a NSA. As a Notary Signing Agent, I get assignments from different title companies all over the country. I either print ...

...to stay awake for this post. Honestly, I got not much of nuthin. But that very phrase, "You're gonna want a cup of coffee," was uttered to me by my then 14-year-old oldest son. I had stumbled into the kitchen his freshman year of highschool early one morning to make him breakfast. I'm a good mom like that. And as I stood there with very scary hair and just my right eye open (don't see out of my left one anyway, so why open it until I've been awake for at least 30 minutes?), my beautiful boy said he wanted to talk to me about something. At 6:30 a.m. My heart thudded, just a l-i-t-t-l-e bit. Then he dropped the bombshell: "You're gonna want a cup of coffee...it's about a girl..er girls...." And my charming and enchanting young man invited me in to be included in his first forays into being interested in the fairer sex. What a priviledge. And he's been including me every now and then and giving me glimpses of his heart ever since...

Sigh.... you couldn't see what I said . I tried (4 times at 45 + min, each) to post the little video I made. But it Just. Didn't. Upload. I got one of those error messages with lots of dots and numbers and stuff telling me to contact support and...oh, well. Being overwhelmed with an uninvited 15-year old house guest that spent the entire last week with us (yes, 7 people--5 of them teenagers--one shower), I gave up. But here is a transcript of what I read in my little vlog. And you don't have to write in or pay the $2 or anything....(but anyone who wants my PayPal address is welcome ): 10 Truths Brought Back Home to me in 2008 1. Sometimes haircolor in a box works. Sometimes it doesn't. 2. It's best to shred as you go. But if you don't, or if you have multiple years of back stuff, Adelante is a wonderful organization that charges only $.14 a pound and the mentally challenged guys who work there LOVE to help you unload your bigredtruck. 3. Sometimes God...