Interesting..

Those comments got me to thinking... and I appreciate you all sharing your thoughts with me. Sometimes I feel SO old and feel like my life was wasted, but then I remind myself that I'm not yet ancient.. I guess there's still a little time to get my act together and try to figure out who I am and what I want to do when I grow up... but the years fly fast. I better hurry.

Anyway.. my computer is messed up at home, can't connect to the internet. Hope to get it fixed this week, but I wanted to do a quick post so gotta work quick before the boss gets back (STILL have not heard one word about when/if the old boss is coming back. This week was the deadline.. it's been about 3 months now of not knowing what my job is from day to day. Good times). Anyhoo... I've successfully talked myself out of two dumb purchases this week.. my regular readers probably already know I'm a little.. um... impulsive ::laughing:: I talked myself out of buying a Wii Fit and a new iphone. Puhleese. I'm retarded. I have no money and no time to do the things I already do and way too many game systems already stashed away that no one plays. (Although I did promise myself to revisit the Wii Fit idea closer to the winter months when I'm stuck inside). And I had to remind myself several times over that I just bought a new Blackberry a few months ago and there was absolutely no need for a new phone even if it IS totally cool.

But now I'm trying to talk myself into the fact that the trouble with my computer is probably just a loose Internet connection and absolutely NO reason to go out and buy a new Macbook that I can't afford. Right??

I thought of something tonight...

I wondered to myself what my life's dream would be if I could have it. And I couldn't answer the question... I'm actually kind of stunned.

Just cuz.

I took a lot of turtle pictures in West Virginia.. I swear, they were all over the place. And for the person who asked, the dishcloth pattern is from the Mason-Dixon book - the ballband dishcloth - Google it. Sorry I'm too lazy to link to it, I'm very anemic and my iron is low. But I've really been thinking again about starting another blog. Invite only. Wondering if anyone has any opinions about it? Or should I even bother? Maybe I'll think about it tomorrow. What about LifeLock ? Anyone know anything about that or have experience? Just wonderin'.

Where the heck is my CHEESE?

Ok, so I might be mildly hungover... yeah... there was this little cookout yesterday see... and once again I didn't eat before I went see.... and we were havin' fun and sayin' "cheers" a lot... and well.. let's just say I was a very entertaining party guest. Hehehehehehehe. Don't let me forget to tell you about the hitchhiker I picked up on the way to the party. Hey, He was cute as the day was long, 20 something, no shirt on and a guitar on his back. You'd have picked him up too *grin*.

But this is a new day, i forced myself out of bed, saw stars, and rested... but now I'm hungry.

So here's the thing. I just took out a package of frozen cheese from the freezer. Cheesy scrambled eggs are good for what ails ya... but now I can't FIND it! How could I lose the cheese? I took it out of the freezer, walked through the room with it and that's the last I saw of it. I've searched, looked in things, under things and around things and CAN'T FIND IT!

I have issues. And I'm hungry. Maybe I better go take a little nap. I hope the cat doesn't find the cheese before I do. Just sayin'.

Update: I found it. On a bookshelf. Don't ask me why. When I have more time I'll post some pics of my new knitting dishcloth addiction. I'm usin' totally wild colors that have nothing to do with anything other than I like them. Today's color is bright lemon/lime greens with yellow trim. I need a little spark of color to work on the mood when Monday morning is only hours away. I'm going now.

What??!!!!!

I knew you wouldn't believe it if you didn't see it.... and it's not much, but it's the first I've gotten out the needles in I can't remember when. Did I mention I really like riding the bus. Too bad it's taking me to work. Lord knows but I'm gettin' sick of nothing to do all morning, then 3 straight hours of standing and sending faxes for that junior secretary in the afternoon. Joy and more joy. I know, I should think of how lucky I am that I have a job at all, but some days it's just hard to concentrate on that part.

PS Thursday night: Never. And I mean never try to make nachos with the Pringles in a can and Velveeta cheese. I have sinned. But you my friends, have been warned. Save yourselves.

I can't believe it.

I did not see even one spark from a sparkler this year, let alone fireworks. I love them things though. So big and sparkly, and sometimes you can't help but say "ahhh". *grin*

Then again, it's four days past... I should have noticed sooner. Maybe next year.

I had a sick day yesterday, but still faxing today at the same old crappy job. I should find out next week if the boss is comin back or not.

I'm havin' a rough little time, "stolen identity" should be enough, but to entertain yourself, go visit my buddy Carolyn . She's a new blogger and just gettin' started. It would be awesome if you'd show her some love, she's cool and got a lot to say. Enjoy.

And for me... I'm sufferin' from "lack of legacy" or maybe it's "lack of history". Either way it sucks. I'll be back when i can if I feel so inspired. Pray for me that it's soon.

Look out belowwwww.......

It's hard to show you in a picture.. but I wanted you to see what a typical West Virginia road (and I use that term loosely) looks like. As you look straight across, those are tree TOPS. It's a mostly dirt road, no guard rail and no shoulder. If you take your eyes off the wheel for a minute, or the roads happen to get slippery in the winter, or you have to swerve to avoid the millions of deer that jump out of nowhere... it would be unbelievably easy to go over the edge and it's a long, long way down. I'm amazed at how fast some of those locals whip around these roads in their big trucks. Not me. I crawl like a scared tourist. ::laughing:: And can ya blame me?

Frances

I was roaming around the West Virginia folk festival and I noticed this guy hunkered down in his wheelchair behind a truck. Most people would have looked the other way, but I'm not most people. Besides, he kind of reminded me of my dad back in the day with the bottle in the brown paper bag and all. So I had to go ask for a picture (he totally didn't look that happy before I took the picture). We got to chattin' a little and I went back to my car to get a cool one for myself. And then.... we were caught by the law. The good officer explained to me (and probably to Frances for the 900th time) that there was zero tolerance for alcohol at the festival. I played dumb and girly and touristy and tossed mine in the dumpster. Frances drank the rest of his in one swallow. I'd say he's a man that's learned not to be wasteful.