Let's do this:
1) What is your idea of a perfect day?
This one is so fun to answer! First of all, I would sleep in, like till 8:00, because I now consider 8 late. I would be in no rush to get anywhere, so I would sit around in my pajamas drinking coffee and maybe reading blogs, or watching some mindless television. After lots of piddling around, I would work out and then settle in for a day of shopping. I would of course, find lots of adorable outfits, ON SALE, and then celebrate the finds with an excellent dinner. That would be a perfect day for me.
2) What is your favorite song and why?
I just have to divide this into two songs: First, It Is Well with My Soul, by Horatio Spafford. Each time I hear that song, my voice cracks and my eyes well up with tears. Then when I heard the story of how he lost his son, all his finances were ruined, and then lost all his daughters before writing this hymn? YOU GUYS. Whatever my lot.....it is well with my soul. Just be sure and play that one at my funeral. Okay, and on a much more shallow level, Heartbreak Warfare, by John Mayer. Just because I'm a stupid girl.
3) Do you think crying is a sign of weakness or strength?
I actually am going to say strength. I think it takes more courage to be real with your emotions, and if you feel like crying then do it, don't try and be brave to save face. With that said, I am a crier, so maybe I just want to think that. WHO KNOWS.
4) What will you never do?
I WILL NEVER BUNGEE JUMP. Nothing else to say about that really, except, I WILL NEVER BUNGEE JUMP.
5) What is the most desirable trait another person can possess?
Is humor a trait? Because funny people are my favorite! But other than humor, I'm really drawn to people who are effective communicators.
6) Are you holding onto something you need to let go of?
Yes. But I'm learning to let go.
7) What is your earliest childhood memory?
I think I remember bits and pieces around 4 and 5, but I'm going to say kindergarten, because I vividly remember parts of K. Like standing at my teachers desk staring at her just because I thought she was beautiful, OR, the time in show-and-tell when my shirt was unbuttoned. TRAUMATIZING.
8) Do you push the elevator button more than once? Do you really believe it will make the elevator faster?
If for some reason a fellow passenger on said elevator is creeping me out, you better believe it! Trust me, I watch WAY too much Dateline.
9) Where else would you like to live? Why?
Out West, just because of it's beauty.
10) Is there ever a time when giving up makes sense?
Absolutely.
And that concludes my ten questions! This was a fun mix up and I hope some of you will join me!
Showing posts with label Blog off topics. Show all posts
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Thursday, February 28, 2013
Wednesday, February 27, 2013
Let's answer some questions, shall we?
Tracey and I were discussing our blog funks, and decided we should do a blog-off topic, after all it has been a while!
Normally, Jaime was our blog-off ring leader, but she's taking a break (come back, Jaime!) so for now, I'm taking the lead.
Tracey had the idea of just answering some questions, and I remember Katherine doing something similar to this, so I went searching her blog and found the entire list here. I went through the entire list of questions, and just picked a few out. If you want to play along, please do!
1) What is your idea of a perfect day?
2) What is your favorite song and why?
3) Do you think crying is a sign of weakness or strength?
4) What will you never do?
5) What is the most desirable trait another person can possess?
6) Are you holding onto something you need to let go of?
7) What is your earliest childhood memory?
8) Do you push the elevator button more than once? Do you really believe it makes the elevator faster?
9) Where else would you like to live? Why?
10) Is there ever a time when giving up makes sense?
Answer them all, or just one, doesn't matter to me! I will complete mine by Thursday, and I hope you play along too!
Normally, Jaime was our blog-off ring leader, but she's taking a break (come back, Jaime!) so for now, I'm taking the lead.
Tracey had the idea of just answering some questions, and I remember Katherine doing something similar to this, so I went searching her blog and found the entire list here. I went through the entire list of questions, and just picked a few out. If you want to play along, please do!
1) What is your idea of a perfect day?
2) What is your favorite song and why?
3) Do you think crying is a sign of weakness or strength?
4) What will you never do?
5) What is the most desirable trait another person can possess?
6) Are you holding onto something you need to let go of?
7) What is your earliest childhood memory?
8) Do you push the elevator button more than once? Do you really believe it makes the elevator faster?
9) Where else would you like to live? Why?
10) Is there ever a time when giving up makes sense?
Answer them all, or just one, doesn't matter to me! I will complete mine by Thursday, and I hope you play along too!
Friday, June 8, 2012
What's NOT in my purse, is the question.
Today's edition of the blog off, is WHAT'S IN YOUR PURSE? (still saying it like a game show host)
Oh mercy, if I embarrassed easily, then this would probably do it, because for reals, my purse is bad. I just throw junk in there and go. I did NOT get the gift of organization, and I have come to terms with that. So, let's do it. Let's put it out there.
Cute purse, right? Note the clip thing on the strap, I've decided lately that it should go there.
And just at a quick glance inside...
The thing I seem to have the MOST of? Paper junk. I think I count 5 pads of paper, then notes from church, checkbook, and a couple other random items. WHO KNOWS?
Another biggie for me? I have 6! tubes of lipstick, one lip gloss, 3 lip pencils, 2 compacts, a sanitizer, and tube of lotion. What can I say? I'm vain.
Two pencils, one pen, and 4 Splenda. Oh, you know, in case you ever need to sweeten something?!
Honestly? I have NO idea what this is for or when I got it.
My wallet.
I can't zip it all the way, because of all the coins in there. And it is NEVER snapped shut for all the receipts busting out. I see you shaking your head Terry, and I am sorry I have shamed our family.
Wednesday, June 6, 2012
It's blog off time people.
Every so often there is a group of us that bloggers that pick a topic, and blog about it. We have a leader, who I will refer to as bossy pants, (love you Jaime!) and said leader has yet again bossed and given us a new topic.
This time, it's WHAT'S IN YOUR PURSE. (I'm yelling it, like a game show host)
And bossy pants laid out rules. We cannot clean out purses and act like we are all neat and stuff, we gots to show it as is.
And I think I need to warn my mother to look away when I post this. You will be ASHAMED mother.
So, any of my 10 readers, feel free to play along! Bossy pants said posts are due by Friday, but play along whenever you can!
This time, it's WHAT'S IN YOUR PURSE. (I'm yelling it, like a game show host)
And bossy pants laid out rules. We cannot clean out purses and act like we are all neat and stuff, we gots to show it as is.
And I think I need to warn my mother to look away when I post this. You will be ASHAMED mother.
So, any of my 10 readers, feel free to play along! Bossy pants said posts are due by Friday, but play along whenever you can!
Friday, February 24, 2012
Times I thought I might die from a fatal dose of embarrassment
Today's blog off post, all about our most embarrassing moments. And while I have had many embarrassing things happen to me, I have two that really stand out.
Picture it. Me, circa 1992, hair as tall as the Chrysler building, makeup as dark as a lady of the night. Sitting in Journalism, with 5 of my friends, talking about all things important in 1992. Boyfriends, tight rolled pants, 90210, dumb teachers, and of course the upcoming prom. My Journalism class was always right after lunch, so of course I had just eaten. Well, the belly was acting up, big time that day. I should have marched my tight tolled pants to the bathroom, but instead I couldn't bring myself to leave. Big mistake. In the midst of the gab fest, I, well, tooted. Dare I say it? I let a fart. And there was NO denying it was me. Believe me, I would have gladly blamed another, but all of my friends looked right at me, and my best friend said, "GRETCHEN!" Seriously, I wanted to d-i-e. I'm not one of those people who gladly lets them rip, I mean I've been married for 9 years, and still wont do that in front of my husband. You guys, toots are just embarrassing. I mean, I can't even say that 'f' word, so I speak about it, as though I'm 4. SO, you see, the high school FART was horrible for me.
My second incident was with my mother at a Wendy's restaurant. (mom you had to know I would tell this story) I was in my 20's, and mom and I had went to lunch that day at Wendy's. The place was packed full of workers on their lunch break. This Wendy's had all their tables pretty close together and you had to kind of squeeze through to even get around. Mom and I had finished lunch, and were heading out. I had ordered a salad that day, and poured red french dressing all over that bad boy, and didn't manage to finish it all. I was carrying my tray with unfinished salad, squeezing my way through all the bodies, when I somehow managed to spill said salad. Not on the floor. Oh no. Nope, I spilled it, all over a man. A man in his white dress shirt, on his work lunch break. And may I add, he was sitting at a table with lots of other people. I just kind of stood there for a second, while I looked at his shirt covered with, lettuce, cheese, croutons, and of course red french dressing. All I knew to do, was to start picking each little peace of lettuce off of him, one at a time, all the while wanting to poof myself into the invisible woman. My mom says it was HILARIOUS to watch me stand there, with my head hung in shame, picking little pieces of cheese off a man. I tried to also wipe the dressing off, but that only made it worse and set it in. I mean REALLY. Luckily for me, he was very nice about it all, because Lord knows he could have been really ugly to me. And also luckily, I never ran into the man again.
Picture it. Me, circa 1992, hair as tall as the Chrysler building, makeup as dark as a lady of the night. Sitting in Journalism, with 5 of my friends, talking about all things important in 1992. Boyfriends, tight rolled pants, 90210, dumb teachers, and of course the upcoming prom. My Journalism class was always right after lunch, so of course I had just eaten. Well, the belly was acting up, big time that day. I should have marched my tight tolled pants to the bathroom, but instead I couldn't bring myself to leave. Big mistake. In the midst of the gab fest, I, well, tooted. Dare I say it? I let a fart. And there was NO denying it was me. Believe me, I would have gladly blamed another, but all of my friends looked right at me, and my best friend said, "GRETCHEN!" Seriously, I wanted to d-i-e. I'm not one of those people who gladly lets them rip, I mean I've been married for 9 years, and still wont do that in front of my husband. You guys, toots are just embarrassing. I mean, I can't even say that 'f' word, so I speak about it, as though I'm 4. SO, you see, the high school FART was horrible for me.
My second incident was with my mother at a Wendy's restaurant. (mom you had to know I would tell this story) I was in my 20's, and mom and I had went to lunch that day at Wendy's. The place was packed full of workers on their lunch break. This Wendy's had all their tables pretty close together and you had to kind of squeeze through to even get around. Mom and I had finished lunch, and were heading out. I had ordered a salad that day, and poured red french dressing all over that bad boy, and didn't manage to finish it all. I was carrying my tray with unfinished salad, squeezing my way through all the bodies, when I somehow managed to spill said salad. Not on the floor. Oh no. Nope, I spilled it, all over a man. A man in his white dress shirt, on his work lunch break. And may I add, he was sitting at a table with lots of other people. I just kind of stood there for a second, while I looked at his shirt covered with, lettuce, cheese, croutons, and of course red french dressing. All I knew to do, was to start picking each little peace of lettuce off of him, one at a time, all the while wanting to poof myself into the invisible woman. My mom says it was HILARIOUS to watch me stand there, with my head hung in shame, picking little pieces of cheese off a man. I tried to also wipe the dressing off, but that only made it worse and set it in. I mean REALLY. Luckily for me, he was very nice about it all, because Lord knows he could have been really ugly to me. And also luckily, I never ran into the man again.
Thursday, February 23, 2012
Blog off time
It's that time again!! Time for a blog off.
I'm inviting everyone who reads me to join in the fun. Our group leader, Jaime Mac, has given out the subject....
Most embarrassing moments. YIKES!
It's due Friday (or whenever you can get around to it) Come one, come all. Let's share our embarrassing stories and laugh together!!
I'm inviting everyone who reads me to join in the fun. Our group leader, Jaime Mac, has given out the subject....
Most embarrassing moments. YIKES!
It's due Friday (or whenever you can get around to it) Come one, come all. Let's share our embarrassing stories and laugh together!!
Thursday, September 15, 2011
Like a good neighbor, State Farm is there.
My first job. I would love to tell you all that I worked really hard to get my first job. How I had to go through a big long process to get the job, and I was picked above all the other applicants. That would be a lie.
My dad is a State Farm agent, since 1971 to be exact. The 1970's the ugliest era to date, when everyone appeared orange and brown, and appliances were puke green. What was going on in the seventies?!
I think at one time or another, my dad has employed everyone in the family, even my mom!! I don't think that went over so well, mom wasn't used to my dad being the boss, HA! (Hi mom!) Anyways, I think around my sophomore year of high school, I started going into the office after school and working. Working, in a very loose sense.
My sister also worked there, and mainly she and I would just goof off. You know, make fun of people, go buy Hostess cakes at the gas station across the street, jam to the 'Light 106.9' tunes, put up dad's awesome Christmas decorations that he surely bought in 1971, get in fist fights, etc. I did have a few VERY important jobs though. I put the gum in the birthday letters, filed, cleaned, and even worked up to the SR21 report.
I feel as though I should apologize to my dad now. Sorry dad you paid me to goof off, but please know Jo and I made some awesome memories at your pay check's expense.
After State Farm, I went on to work at Bacon's, in the junior department, circa 1995. Holla!! Then, Cracker Barrel as a hostess, boy that was fun. Then SIRH (Southern Indiana Rehab Hospital) until right before I gave birth. Last job on my resume, stay at home mom, 2004-present.
Tuesday, September 13, 2011
Addendum.
My post that I just did today, about our next blog off topic, had a mistake. April was sweet enough to point it out to me, and subsequently outed herself, as a secret stalker of JaimeMac.
First job post due Thursday. Or whenever you can!
Feel free to point out any other mistakes I am unaware of. :-)
Our first j-o-b's.
Amanda over at World of AME, suggested we do a blog off about our first job's.
Miss bossy pants over at The Farming McAfee's, said let's get it done by tomorrow.
Whoever would like to join in, feel free. Also, if you can't do it tomorrow but still want to do it, just join in when you can. I won't tell miss bossy pants.
Thursday, September 8, 2011
September 11, 2001.
On September 11, 2001, I headed into work at SIRH as a scheduler, I was 26 years old. This day was like every other day, I sat at my desk right next to Donna Poff, and we were answering the phone's that were always ringing off the hook. I had my brown sugar and cinnamon pop tart, and in between phone calls, was doing the usual morning chat. Around 8:50-8:55, Mike Hensley, came up to our desk kind of frantic, "Did you hear? An airplane flew into one of the twin towers!!"
I immediately thought of my trip to NYC when I was a senior in high school. I remember thinking, how in the world would a plane fly into one of those buildings? They are so visible, and all packed in so tight, that must be a mistake. Within minutes the buzz was that another plane flew into the OTHER twin tower.
Paul and I had only been dating for a month, and I called him. "Have you heard about planes flying into the twin towers?" Paul being the 'not get easily excited' kinda guy he is, pretty much gave me no information. So, I called Dana Albertson. She had the news on, and gave me the play by play of what was going on. It was bad.
It was so hard to work. What I remember though, was EVERYONE seemed to shut down. Phones quit ringing, except family and friends calling to give us the latest. We turned on the radio, and heard of the plane that crashed into the Pentagon, and then United Airlines Flight 93. By this point it was madness. I didn't know what was true, and I just wanted to go home.
When I got home, I turned on the t.v., to find horrible, horrible images. I don't know that I moved all night. I had never seen anything like this, and I was unaware of terrorism. I had heard of it, but didn't really understand it at all. This was a crash course into evil.
I attended special church services, watched tons of t.v., and cried at the stories and images. One of the things I remember the most was having my radio on a public, secular station, and then hearing Bob Russell on there praying. Our nation was totally different for a while. Too bad that couldn't have lasted. This was also before I was a mom. I know that if this were to happen today, I would have had much different fears and anxieties.
Years later, I watched the movie, about flight 93. I sobbed. Those people knew the death they were facing, but they fought back as hard as they could. They also had the chance to call their loved ones and tell them goodbye, that breaks my heart.
Ten years later. Sometimes it seems much longer than that to me, and yet the feelings when I write about it, are like it was yesterday. As cliche' as it sounds, I will never forget. How could I? And I never want to. The least I can do is have a heavy heart, every year on September 11.
Wednesday, August 24, 2011
Boy crazy.
It's time to go back to when I was chubby, had acne, and really bad hair. No, not last month. This time we are going way back! Remember girls? We would squeal with delight, and write our names with theirs, and dream of the days we would be swept off our feet? Okay, maybe it actually was last month.
When I was thinking about this blog off topic, I had to think for a while about who was my first crush (other than Joey Price in kindergarten) and for me it actually started before acne. It was around 1982. You would have seen me rocking the Dorothy Hamil haircut, wearing little earrings so no one would mistake me for a boy, and spending the night with my best friend Melissa Detrick. Without fail every Friday night, we would watch The Dukes of Hazzard, and that's when the boy crazy madness began.
Melissa actually had stickers of Bo and Luke Duke on her headboard. We would kiss them before we went to sleep every night, and pretend they were our husbands. Of course Melissa and I would fight over who got Bo and who got Luke, but I always won Bo in my mind.
Fast forward a couple years, 1984. I was actually at Joey Price's house, remember kindergarten crush?? Anyways, he said we were going to watch a movie called Karate Kid. I vividly remember thinking, "this is going to be awful" but once I saw Ralph Macchio, I suddenly took a big interest. Loved the movie. Loved him.
Let's keep jumping forward in two year increments, now it's 1986. I went with my parents to see a movie called Back To The Future, and fell hard for a short little cutie patootie, named Michael J. Fox. I cannot begin to tell you how many times me and my friends rented that bad boy on VHS, and I would dream for him!! By this time I would have been around 12, and the boys craziness was only escalating. Along with braces, acne and perms with frosting.
I gotta throw another one in here as well. (That's the great thing about young girls, our limit on crushes I do believe can be endless.) In my family we were really big on two shows growing up, The Waltons, and Little House on the Prairie. Well, the Waltons didn't offer up any cute boys at all, (unless Johnboy did it for you, and I apologize then) but do you remember when Jason Bateman was on Little House? I thought he was cute when he was on that, then fast forward to 1986 and he was on a show called Valarie's Family. Anyone other than me remember that one?
Now were hitting circa 1990, still have the bad perm, but the braces were at least gone. In my attempts to be athletic I started playing tennis, and even took it to a whole new level by watching the sport! Boy was I in for a treat when Mr. Andre Agassi took the courts. I was super crazy about Andre, and I in fact had his posters all over my walls. I wonder how devastated I would have been had I known then he was in fact bald, and wearing a wig!!
Part of the blog off was to also discuss crushes we currently have going on. Another thing about us girls, is we never seem to outgrow crushes, do we?
One of my few crushes that has lasted through the years, is Jason Bateman. Come on, he's just cute.
This crush right here is strictly for Edward, not for Robert Pattinson.
Holla!! I actually didn't like good ol' Donnie Wahlberg back in the day, you know my alliances were somewhere else. More on that in a minute.
I appreciate Brad Pitt in certain looks and movies. Legends of the Fall, and Thelma and Louise, those are winners! However, many times he just looks plum crazy, especially with that nasty Angelina Jolie!
Seriously. There's nothing else to say.
BUT anyone who knows me at all, knows there's been one boy that has been mine since 1986. We met via MTV, and it's been a love affair for the ages. Mainly one sided, but still, epic.
Isn't it good to know that some couples can survive, mullets, perms, acne, braces, and 25 plus years worth of bad fashion choices? That's us, giving hope to others since 1986.
This crush right here is strictly for Edward, not for Robert Pattinson.
Holla!! I actually didn't like good ol' Donnie Wahlberg back in the day, you know my alliances were somewhere else. More on that in a minute.
I appreciate Brad Pitt in certain looks and movies. Legends of the Fall, and Thelma and Louise, those are winners! However, many times he just looks plum crazy, especially with that nasty Angelina Jolie!
Seriously. There's nothing else to say.
BUT anyone who knows me at all, knows there's been one boy that has been mine since 1986. We met via MTV, and it's been a love affair for the ages. Mainly one sided, but still, epic.
Isn't it good to know that some couples can survive, mullets, perms, acne, braces, and 25 plus years worth of bad fashion choices? That's us, giving hope to others since 1986.
I must confess one more though.......
Crazy for Rico since 2001.
Blog off time again!
Anyone that reads my blog and that would like to join in our 'blog off' feel free to join. This time we are doing, teen crushes, and I believe also adult crushes. Will be fun to read about who we were crazy about as teens, and who we are still holding out hope on. Homework due tomorrow!!
Thursday, April 28, 2011
It's a good thing we didn't meet, because what would have happened to poor Paul?!
Here we go, most memorable moment time.
Let me set the stage a little bit first.
Picture it, 1986. Me, a chubby little 12 year old girl who just discovered the beauty of MTV. This was very taboo, but believe me a girl finds ways to sneak it in ;) And one day my life forever changed, I will literally never forget it. I sat down to see what music videos were on and there they were.....
For the first time, I laid eyes on Bon Jovi. It was love at first sight. I'll never forget calling my best friend Dana Albertson, and telling her, "there's this group called Bon Jovi, they all have long hair, I know that sounds gross, but they are sooooooo cute" and so it began people.
An obsession with a group. I learned everything about them. I hid pictures of them under my mattress. I would go to Dana Albertson's house and Melissa Detrick's house and we would play their music all.the.time. We would watch MTV with the prayers that their videos would be played. We would rent VHS tapes of them, and watch them until we finally HAD to go to sleep. I don't think I can explain just how obsessed we were.
I loved the whole group, but two in particular I really loved. Of course Jon, and then Richie Sambora. When I think of my youth, they color it. They were always in the background and when I hear particular songs of theirs, I am immediately a young girl again.
Fast forward to the year 2000. Me and a friend are headed to a Bon Jovi concert, and on the way there, I was given the news that I would be going backstage to meet the group. Let's just say, I almost passed out. My companion thought I was losing my mind. I mean, how could I meet them???? REALLY???!!!!
We get to the concert and the meet and greet was actually before the show. There was a line of us, and I'll never forget how jittery my stomach was. This concert actually had a lineup of performers, and we would meet most of them. For example, we met the group Train, but I could have CARED less. This is also when Richie Sambora was still married to Heather Lockler, and we stood by Heather's aunt and uncle. It was all so surreal. Then the moment was approaching, Bon Jovi was to be entering the room. And I'll never forget the door opening, and in walked.....Richie Sambora.
Tico Torres.
David Bryant.
And then I'll never forget this moment either. Someone had a hand radio, and they radioed that Jon would not be coming up "he was hesitant" my stomach kind of sunk, but it didn't last for long. I understood, and besides I was in the presence of a group that I loved, I had to take it in.
Tico Torres.
David Bryant.
And then I'll never forget this moment either. Someone had a hand radio, and they radioed that Jon would not be coming up "he was hesitant" my stomach kind of sunk, but it didn't last for long. I understood, and besides I was in the presence of a group that I loved, I had to take it in.
So, here we are. Yes, this is a picture of a picture. Sorry. By the way, I have no idea who those other two dudes are behind me. But there's David to the far left, then Tico, and Richie on the far right. And me right there in the front. Proudly wearing my Superman tank, HA! If you know anything about Jon, you know that Superman is one of his things, and of course being his girlfriend I would know that.
Here's the t-shirt. They signed it on the back.
And the front. I keep this is a very special place ;)
So, you see I understand why Jon was hesitant. He knew I was out there, he could feel my presence, and we both know, that once he saw me, he would drop to his knees right then and there and ask me to marry him. And just think, what would have happened to poor Paul?!? ;-)
Here's the t-shirt. They signed it on the back.
And the front. I keep this is a very special place ;)
So, you see I understand why Jon was hesitant. He knew I was out there, he could feel my presence, and we both know, that once he saw me, he would drop to his knees right then and there and ask me to marry him. And just think, what would have happened to poor Paul?!? ;-)
Until next time Jon....
Thursday, March 31, 2011
TV blog off
So, we used to do this thing called a "blog off" we would pick a topic and all blog about it. We kids stopped for a while, but Tracey had the idea that we should all blog about our favorite t.v. shows, so here we go again, and feel free to join in bloggers!!!
I must start by saying that my relationship with t.v. shows is kinda weird. I will get really into a show and watch it all the time, and then the infatuation wears off. So, what I may like now, I may not like next season. I'm not a huge t.v. watcher, but I do enjoy crawling into my bed, and losing myself in a show :-)
Here we go.....
American Idol. I used to watch this show a few seasons ago, then got bored with it. I decided to give it a try since the judges are new this year, and I do like it mucho better. I think Jennifer Lopez is too cool, and Steven Tyler is a funny guy. However, I can already feel my infatuation wearing.
Glee. Last season I was IN LOVE with this show, it was my new obsession. However, I have been disappointed in it this season, but I do still DVR it, and watch it. I feel like I can't just give up on it. I keep holding out that it will improve, if it doesn't by next season I will quit.
WNTW. This is What Not to Wear. Now, I have watched this show for years, and I don't ever see myself giving this one up. I just LOVE watching people get makeovers, and Stacy and Clinton (the hosts) crack.me.up!!! It's amazing to me how just dressing your body type the correct way, can make a person look sooooo much better, and of course I love to imagine myself getting a week in NYC with 5,000 dollars to spend!!!
Oprah, and Behind the scenes with Oprah. Yes, I'm one of those women who watch Oprah. I just like her. I don't always agree with her, but I like her. Then when I saw they were doing a behind the scenes thing, I knew I would like that. I enjoy watching how a show gets put together, and all the drama. Oh, and I'm sure I'll cry when her last episode airs ;-)
Paula's best Dishes. This would be Paula Deen, on the food network. I have my DVR set to record new episodes. They air tons of episodes, but I only want to catch the new ones. I just love her!! Oh, and her cutie patootie sons. I love to watch her cook, and look at her incredible kitchen, and wish I could eat all the things she makes! She just makes me happy.
So, that's about it. I do have other shows that I love, and if I run across them I will watch them, like The Andy Griffith Show ;-) But the above are my regulars, now after I read all my fellow bloggers lists, maybe I will try some other shows. So, have we now started the blog off's again??? I hope so :-)
Thursday, August 5, 2010
My very own personal ad....
So, if I was to put an ad out for myself, you know kind of like "If you like pina colada's, and getting caught in the rain" this is about how I imagine it would sound.....
You wanna know what my favorite things are?? Oh my, the list is long, because there are many things that this momma is passionate about. **First of all please note, my ad will not list, God, my husband, my children, or red lipstick, these are a given of course**
FALL....Yes, the season of Fall. I can think of no other season, as far as weather that gets me goin'. I adore the changing leaves, the crispness in the air, the football on the t.v., and chili bubbling on the stove. I actually have renewed energy in fall, I bounce around like Tigger, and have a desire to be outdoors all the time. I want to hit festivals, and pick pumpkins, drink cider, and visit Gatlinburg. I can think of nothing quite as depressing as living in a climate that never changed, no change of season. I need the change, and I really need FALL.
CHRISTMAS.....I'm sure most people "love" Christmas, unless you're a scrooge of course, but for me, it really does make me fall in love all over again, every single year. I think this goes back to being a kid. My mom did a fabulous job at Christmas, it really was like a fairy tale, so I just have general fuzzy feelings about the holiday. Of course, being a grown up, well, it's a little less special isn't it?? Now we have to pay for it, do all the work, and are in general more stressed, but all that aside, I still passionately LOVE it. It's all I can do, to wait to start playing Christmas carols, until after Halloween. I want my tree up in early November, and I will suck every last drop out of that glorious time. Ahhhhhh, CHRISTMAS.
MUSIC....OMG, where do I start??? My music determines my mood, or maybe it's my mood that determines my music? Personally, I think I would die a slow death without my music. How does a person not enjoy music?? There are my praise music days, my rock days, my pop days, and even my ghetto days, now that's hilarious, watching my white self get down like a thug. I can hear a song, and instantly be transported to a memory. All of a sudden I'm 16 and it's summer, and life is carefree, or it's the years of dating Rico, or being a new mommy. Okay, someone please hand me my I-pod!!! Music moves my soul and yes my boo-tay. Oh sweet, MUSIC.
DANCING...Since, I was a youngin', I have loved dancing. I always wished I had been given dance lessons, however, through years of dancing to my boom box, I seemed to teach myself.
I just love to shake it, move it, groove it and get down. That was one of the things that attracted me to Paul, his love to dance and get down, and of course you will find us on many occasions having a dance party with the kids. I really hope I never outgrow my need to move, so just like Kevin Bacon in Footloose......"Let's Dance"
GLEE.....So, take my two above, MUSIC AND DANCE and combine them into a t.v. show and kids you have me a new love. I heard all the rumbles about the show, but didn't think much of it, then one day I stumbled upon it, and well I fell for it, hard!! I ADORE the music, I mean absolutely love it. Then you add the dancing and the most important WILL SCHUESTER, seriously, I'm beginning to daydream as I write this.....OH MY GLEE
TWILIGHT.....not gonna lie, I'm a little sheepish to admit this one, I mean what kind of band wagoner am I??? I also only started these books a mere few weeks ago, however, you know when you've fallen in love, right?!?! Just like Edward knew right away for Bella, I knew right away that these books had me. Seriously, what a love story. The idea that someone would fight their very being, just to be with the one they loved. Or that after all those years, only one woman ever caught Edwards heart, sigghhhh. Listen girls, don't get any ideas about marrying Edward, I will be his wife, if you step in my way I will send the werewolves after you ;)......Ahhhh, Twilight
FOOD....I just adore food. I'm sure I'm not the only one who has a love of food, but I cannot rightly talk about myself and not mention my love of food......Ohhhh yum-o grub
Lastly no list of my favorite things cannot include....
SHOPPING....I do believe in the love of shopping. Shallow and empty? Maybe. However, I don't care. I love shopping for the kids, for others, the house, and who are we kidding, for myself. I mean, someone sign me up for some cute shoe shopping alone and I will jump for joy. Target, Ann Taylor, Dillards, Pottery Barn, oh my heart is beginning to race......LETS SHOP!!!!
So, "there are a few of my favorite things" and what makes ginmommy tick. ;)
You wanna know what my favorite things are?? Oh my, the list is long, because there are many things that this momma is passionate about. **First of all please note, my ad will not list, God, my husband, my children, or red lipstick, these are a given of course**
FALL....Yes, the season of Fall. I can think of no other season, as far as weather that gets me goin'. I adore the changing leaves, the crispness in the air, the football on the t.v., and chili bubbling on the stove. I actually have renewed energy in fall, I bounce around like Tigger, and have a desire to be outdoors all the time. I want to hit festivals, and pick pumpkins, drink cider, and visit Gatlinburg. I can think of nothing quite as depressing as living in a climate that never changed, no change of season. I need the change, and I really need FALL.
CHRISTMAS.....I'm sure most people "love" Christmas, unless you're a scrooge of course, but for me, it really does make me fall in love all over again, every single year. I think this goes back to being a kid. My mom did a fabulous job at Christmas, it really was like a fairy tale, so I just have general fuzzy feelings about the holiday. Of course, being a grown up, well, it's a little less special isn't it?? Now we have to pay for it, do all the work, and are in general more stressed, but all that aside, I still passionately LOVE it. It's all I can do, to wait to start playing Christmas carols, until after Halloween. I want my tree up in early November, and I will suck every last drop out of that glorious time. Ahhhhhh, CHRISTMAS.
MUSIC....OMG, where do I start??? My music determines my mood, or maybe it's my mood that determines my music? Personally, I think I would die a slow death without my music. How does a person not enjoy music?? There are my praise music days, my rock days, my pop days, and even my ghetto days, now that's hilarious, watching my white self get down like a thug. I can hear a song, and instantly be transported to a memory. All of a sudden I'm 16 and it's summer, and life is carefree, or it's the years of dating Rico, or being a new mommy. Okay, someone please hand me my I-pod!!! Music moves my soul and yes my boo-tay. Oh sweet, MUSIC.
DANCING...Since, I was a youngin', I have loved dancing. I always wished I had been given dance lessons, however, through years of dancing to my boom box, I seemed to teach myself.
I just love to shake it, move it, groove it and get down. That was one of the things that attracted me to Paul, his love to dance and get down, and of course you will find us on many occasions having a dance party with the kids. I really hope I never outgrow my need to move, so just like Kevin Bacon in Footloose......"Let's Dance"
GLEE.....So, take my two above, MUSIC AND DANCE and combine them into a t.v. show and kids you have me a new love. I heard all the rumbles about the show, but didn't think much of it, then one day I stumbled upon it, and well I fell for it, hard!! I ADORE the music, I mean absolutely love it. Then you add the dancing and the most important WILL SCHUESTER, seriously, I'm beginning to daydream as I write this.....OH MY GLEE
TWILIGHT.....not gonna lie, I'm a little sheepish to admit this one, I mean what kind of band wagoner am I??? I also only started these books a mere few weeks ago, however, you know when you've fallen in love, right?!?! Just like Edward knew right away for Bella, I knew right away that these books had me. Seriously, what a love story. The idea that someone would fight their very being, just to be with the one they loved. Or that after all those years, only one woman ever caught Edwards heart, sigghhhh. Listen girls, don't get any ideas about marrying Edward, I will be his wife, if you step in my way I will send the werewolves after you ;)......Ahhhh, Twilight
FOOD....I just adore food. I'm sure I'm not the only one who has a love of food, but I cannot rightly talk about myself and not mention my love of food......Ohhhh yum-o grub
Lastly no list of my favorite things cannot include....
SHOPPING....I do believe in the love of shopping. Shallow and empty? Maybe. However, I don't care. I love shopping for the kids, for others, the house, and who are we kidding, for myself. I mean, someone sign me up for some cute shoe shopping alone and I will jump for joy. Target, Ann Taylor, Dillards, Pottery Barn, oh my heart is beginning to race......LETS SHOP!!!!
So, "there are a few of my favorite things" and what makes ginmommy tick. ;)
Thursday, June 17, 2010
I'm not one to complain, but since you asked...
So, let's get to it. What erks me??
1) People who are late all the time..... We all run late on occasion, no big deal of course. However, there's a group of people who never run on time. You know what I think that says?? "Your time is not important, but mine is" I also believe if you're running late, you should call to let the other person know, just common courtesy.
2) When someone rides your tail driving..... You know what I'm talking about?? You look in your rear view mirror and all you see is the back end of someone's car because they are that "up in your space" If you do that to me, I will slow down to my slowest speed possible, just to aggravate you. Oh, and then if you go to speed up to pass me, I will also speed up. Cause I'm petty like that. ;)
3) Whistling....Yep, whistling. I know it's weird, but something about the tone of a whistle that just gets under my skin. Here's the thing too, sometimes when Paul and I have arguments, he'll whistle. You know like, "Oh, I'm Mr. Happy go lucky, I don't care that you're mad at me" Ooooo, I want to shove a sharp object in that little whistle hole when he does that.
4) Judgmental/Critical People....So, let me first start by saying, I am judgmental and critical at times. I fail in this area just like the rest of us, but I remind myself daily that my faults are no different than the next person's, and I am no better than the next person. However, there's a group, especially in
the Christian community that takes judgment and criticism to a whole new level. Jesus referred to these people as Pharisees. The one's who use their Bible's as a weapon, and who are always ready to tell off the next person, you'll notice the long line of wounded souls in their path. What was it Jesus said?? You can know it all, but if you don't have LOVE, you are noise. "Giving grace is the rule of the Kingdom" I don't know about you, but I'm so grateful for that grace, and I'm so grateful for the ones that the Lord has put in my life that example that grace. The others who are around to tear down and show you their misery, can take it elsewhere.
So, there you go...there's my pet peeves. I don't know about you guys, but I'm looking forward to discussing my favorite things, ahhhhhhh ;)
1) People who are late all the time..... We all run late on occasion, no big deal of course. However, there's a group of people who never run on time. You know what I think that says?? "Your time is not important, but mine is" I also believe if you're running late, you should call to let the other person know, just common courtesy.
2) When someone rides your tail driving..... You know what I'm talking about?? You look in your rear view mirror and all you see is the back end of someone's car because they are that "up in your space" If you do that to me, I will slow down to my slowest speed possible, just to aggravate you. Oh, and then if you go to speed up to pass me, I will also speed up. Cause I'm petty like that. ;)
3) Whistling....Yep, whistling. I know it's weird, but something about the tone of a whistle that just gets under my skin. Here's the thing too, sometimes when Paul and I have arguments, he'll whistle. You know like, "Oh, I'm Mr. Happy go lucky, I don't care that you're mad at me" Ooooo, I want to shove a sharp object in that little whistle hole when he does that.
4) Judgmental/Critical People....So, let me first start by saying, I am judgmental and critical at times. I fail in this area just like the rest of us, but I remind myself daily that my faults are no different than the next person's, and I am no better than the next person. However, there's a group, especially in
the Christian community that takes judgment and criticism to a whole new level. Jesus referred to these people as Pharisees. The one's who use their Bible's as a weapon, and who are always ready to tell off the next person, you'll notice the long line of wounded souls in their path. What was it Jesus said?? You can know it all, but if you don't have LOVE, you are noise. "Giving grace is the rule of the Kingdom" I don't know about you, but I'm so grateful for that grace, and I'm so grateful for the ones that the Lord has put in my life that example that grace. The others who are around to tear down and show you their misery, can take it elsewhere.
So, there you go...there's my pet peeves. I don't know about you guys, but I'm looking forward to discussing my favorite things, ahhhhhhh ;)
Thursday, May 20, 2010
The good Lord did not bless me with athletic genes.
So, this month's topic is "what's your favorite sport and why"
First of all, let me tell you, as my title states, I AM NOT ATHLETIC. Nope, hardly at all. My sister, well she took all those genes, and what was left for me was the artsy-fartsy stuff. I was in band, choir, drama class, pom-pon squad, and I'm sure if I would have been put in dance, I would have LOVED it. I guess my only redeeming factor for sports, is that I played tennis in high school. Was I great? No, not even close. I would say more like mediocre, but hey, I at least I tried ;) So, while I may be ready to show you my jazz hands, and sing you a show tune, I can say that I do enjoy sports.
So, what is my favorite????? Pro-football!!!!!!!
There's just something about football that I enjoy. I love that time of year, the sound of it on in the background, the food that accompanies it..... So maybe, I'm not a huge football fan per say, but more of all that accompanies it. I've also really come to enjoy the Colts, and let me tell you what a controversy that is in our house!! We are a house divided.
I also don't think College basketball is too bad either. Take me to a game and I'll probably spend more time watching the cheerleaders doing their thang', but overall I think basketball is a fun game to watch.
So, there, you see, while I'm not the girl you'd pick to have on your team, I am a girl you can take with you to the games. I promise I wont roll my eyes, and say how boring it is a thousand times, BUT don't be surprised if I try and do my best hitch-kick with the cheerleaders.
First of all, let me tell you, as my title states, I AM NOT ATHLETIC. Nope, hardly at all. My sister, well she took all those genes, and what was left for me was the artsy-fartsy stuff. I was in band, choir, drama class, pom-pon squad, and I'm sure if I would have been put in dance, I would have LOVED it. I guess my only redeeming factor for sports, is that I played tennis in high school. Was I great? No, not even close. I would say more like mediocre, but hey, I at least I tried ;) So, while I may be ready to show you my jazz hands, and sing you a show tune, I can say that I do enjoy sports.
So, what is my favorite????? Pro-football!!!!!!!
There's just something about football that I enjoy. I love that time of year, the sound of it on in the background, the food that accompanies it..... So maybe, I'm not a huge football fan per say, but more of all that accompanies it. I've also really come to enjoy the Colts, and let me tell you what a controversy that is in our house!! We are a house divided.
I also don't think College basketball is too bad either. Take me to a game and I'll probably spend more time watching the cheerleaders doing their thang', but overall I think basketball is a fun game to watch.
So, there, you see, while I'm not the girl you'd pick to have on your team, I am a girl you can take with you to the games. I promise I wont roll my eyes, and say how boring it is a thousand times, BUT don't be surprised if I try and do my best hitch-kick with the cheerleaders.
Thursday, April 29, 2010
Oh my word!!!
All this fuss over thank you notes??????
So, Miss Jaime Mac mentioned something in one of her posts about not getting a thank you note, and well somehow this snowballed into a "thank you ,or not to thank you blog off" Here we all are, letting our personal opinions be known on the mere subjects of thank you notes.
So here mine goes....
I do write thank yous. I wrote them for my bridal showers, baby showers, wedding, you know the usual stuff. I try and write them for when someone does something special and unexpected, but here's the imperative word, TRY.
There are times when I don't write them. However, I always tell a person "thank you" in some sort of fashion. If that person does not feel that they are appreciated enough with that, then I think that said person has issues. I have known people to hold grudges over not receiving a "thank you note" and also never to give to that person again!! When we give to another, it should be from our heart, and not to see what we will receive in return.
So, mine philosophy is pretty simple. Yes, I try and write them, I think more than anything just to make sure the other person knows that they are appreciated, but I don't sweat it if others don't. I will teach my children to always be appreciate and that being thankful is a heart issue. I think we truly know who the thankful people in this world are, and not because they write thank you notes, but because they live out a thankful life.
So, Miss Jaime Mac mentioned something in one of her posts about not getting a thank you note, and well somehow this snowballed into a "thank you ,or not to thank you blog off" Here we all are, letting our personal opinions be known on the mere subjects of thank you notes.
So here mine goes....
I do write thank yous. I wrote them for my bridal showers, baby showers, wedding, you know the usual stuff. I try and write them for when someone does something special and unexpected, but here's the imperative word, TRY.
There are times when I don't write them. However, I always tell a person "thank you" in some sort of fashion. If that person does not feel that they are appreciated enough with that, then I think that said person has issues. I have known people to hold grudges over not receiving a "thank you note" and also never to give to that person again!! When we give to another, it should be from our heart, and not to see what we will receive in return.
So, mine philosophy is pretty simple. Yes, I try and write them, I think more than anything just to make sure the other person knows that they are appreciated, but I don't sweat it if others don't. I will teach my children to always be appreciate and that being thankful is a heart issue. I think we truly know who the thankful people in this world are, and not because they write thank you notes, but because they live out a thankful life.
Monday, March 8, 2010
So look who finally asked me some questions..
I was thinking my BFF was just gonna ignore this whole "watcha wanna know" thang, but alas she pulled a couple out.
1) If you had to choose between mascara or lipstick, which would it be?
Really Tracey?? Why don't you ask me to choose between my children. You have no idea how long I have stewed about this. Tossing between them, back and forth, thinking I had my decision only to second guess myself. So, with serious thought, I say I would choose MASCARA. I'm sure I would be allowed chap stick, right?? Maybe slightly tinted chap stick?? The world would never be the same without lipstick, but alas my mascara can never leave me.
2) If you were to have another kid, would you want a boy or a girl?
I'd have to say a girl. Maybe because I have a sister, and I know how wonderful that is, or maybe because a girl is just so much fun to dress. I've always heard that "girls are easier when they are young, and boys are easier when they are older" So, maybe having two teenage girls would be a mom's worst nightmare?!?! I don't know....but I'll think about adding a third, when you add yours, does that sound like a deal???
1) If you had to choose between mascara or lipstick, which would it be?
Really Tracey?? Why don't you ask me to choose between my children. You have no idea how long I have stewed about this. Tossing between them, back and forth, thinking I had my decision only to second guess myself. So, with serious thought, I say I would choose MASCARA. I'm sure I would be allowed chap stick, right?? Maybe slightly tinted chap stick?? The world would never be the same without lipstick, but alas my mascara can never leave me.
2) If you were to have another kid, would you want a boy or a girl?
I'd have to say a girl. Maybe because I have a sister, and I know how wonderful that is, or maybe because a girl is just so much fun to dress. I've always heard that "girls are easier when they are young, and boys are easier when they are older" So, maybe having two teenage girls would be a mom's worst nightmare?!?! I don't know....but I'll think about adding a third, when you add yours, does that sound like a deal???
Sunday, March 7, 2010
Another question....
This question came after I had done my answers, but I didn't want to leave you out!!
From Amanda:
So, I am a total stalker. You totally do not know me, but a couple of blogs that I follows, have you as someone they follow, so I read yours sometimes. How did you come to know Jesus and where are you in your relationship?
Hi there Amanda!!! Glad I have some unknown stalkers, I totally stalk blogs as well....
I turned my life over to Christ on April 9, 2001. I grew up in a Christian home and church, but it did not become my own personal walk until my late 20's....My walk with the Lord has definitely changed over the years!! I have a serious problem with "religious" people and my prayer is that I never become one of those types. So many church types, sit in their pews, getting what they need, never giving to others, and then using what they learn to beat others up with it. My walk is trying to learn how to give to others, even when I think I deserve more, using the ultimate example of Jesus who all for loves sake become poor, disregarded, lonely, and ultimately died, for me ( and all) who did not love Him as should....I am a selfish creature to the core, but my hope lies in Christ that He will continue to transform me until the day my heart stops beating.
From Amanda:
So, I am a total stalker. You totally do not know me, but a couple of blogs that I follows, have you as someone they follow, so I read yours sometimes. How did you come to know Jesus and where are you in your relationship?
Hi there Amanda!!! Glad I have some unknown stalkers, I totally stalk blogs as well....
I turned my life over to Christ on April 9, 2001. I grew up in a Christian home and church, but it did not become my own personal walk until my late 20's....My walk with the Lord has definitely changed over the years!! I have a serious problem with "religious" people and my prayer is that I never become one of those types. So many church types, sit in their pews, getting what they need, never giving to others, and then using what they learn to beat others up with it. My walk is trying to learn how to give to others, even when I think I deserve more, using the ultimate example of Jesus who all for loves sake become poor, disregarded, lonely, and ultimately died, for me ( and all) who did not love Him as should....I am a selfish creature to the core, but my hope lies in Christ that He will continue to transform me until the day my heart stops beating.
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