And then those funny girls from Beauty & The Geek... Why does the White House freakin’ need an address? It’s the White House! And I say, exactly Tristin. Why DOES the White House freakin' need an address?
I wish I could pick up on (and remember) more of the funny quotes I hear in a day. But I bet there's a daily e-mail newsletter for that too. There's a daily e-mail newsletter for everything. In addition to my daily newsbytes, I also already receive daily Bible readings (see? I can be "that" girl too), daily uplifting quotes (although some days I need more Stuart Smalley, these are usually Mothere Theresa... spiritually focused), and daily CNET news. Obviously, I need some better e-mail to read... (talking about the CNET news, not the DBR or spiritual quotes - but I do work in the tech industry... although don't ask me what the company does... actually, go ahead... I can b.s. with the best of 'em).
Okay, so how many of you are there out there? If I were to guess, I'd say about ten. (Of course, that is only 10% of the number of cards that we sent out. Doesn't that seem low??? Eh, 10% is better than 9%.) But I've been wrong before. There are probably only 2: Mom & Dad... thanks M&D, I luv u much. And Haley probably checks in periodically... and Uncle Ken... seeing as he's the only one with the "gumption" (that's a Dad word for those of you who don't know it... that and "chum" - don't look it up, it's not in the dictionary) to write a message to me in my comments section. Okay, I get it. I wouldn't want to put a comment up there in front of everyone either (of course, if there are only ten of you, then you're just being silly), but you could at least write me an e-mail/ IM me/ call me & say... geez, you write too much on that blog of yours. And I'd say... sorry, man. What can I say? I'm a vain (and lazy - not sure how that fits in here, but evidently I've got to get it in somehow) person who likes to re-read her own ramblings.
What is it with me and the parenthetical statements??? Oh, and what the heck... I'll go ahead and admit that I'm an ellipsis addict. Some of you already know that (WELL) about me. They're just so pretty. I did offer to substitute my ... recently with a "dot, dot, dot"; but that gets really hard to type. Not nearly as quick & fun as my ... And don't expect there to be more after the ...; sometimes it's just a nice way (in my head) to end a thought... because of course there's more to say... but why ruin the "dot, dot, dot"?
Dang... it just dawned on me that I forgot to listen to our conference call this morning. Usually, I remember late; but this morning (or any other part of today), not at all. Didn't even cross my mind. And didn't I just send out the press release for it? Was that today or yesterday? Why do the days run together so much???
Okay, for those of you who just read this for the doggie pictures, here you go. Thanks for bearing with me for that brief (or long, if you're a slow reader) soliloquy.
Yeah, so the doggies... they can go from full-on brawl - K.I.L.L.; H.A.T.E.; A.C.R.I.M.O.N.Y; R.A.N.C.O.R (I found an amusing little podcast (we are the podpeople) from the Princeton Review that teaches me new words in a little ditty; yesterday's words were new ways to say you're angry... I already forgot the 3rd word... acrimony, rancor... shoot, it's gone. And it's late. And I can't find that darn podcast to re-download. Oh well.) . Anyway, the dogs ... from brawl to peacefulness, peacity, peaceoxen (hopefully, there will be a pax-ish Princeton Review ditty soon)... in mere moments.
For those of you who care, it was warmer today... and less windy. The trash strewn across the back yard is back to being normal construction guys' fast food wrappers. The really sad part of that is... it just makes me hungry. Thank goodness tomorrow (well, today) is Friday. I love the going-out-to-dinner nights! (No, Mom, I do not need for you to remind about Sonic, Zaxby's, or Heavenly Ham... or for that matter, Moe's today for lunch!)
1 comment:
Why would I reprimand you for enjoying eating out??? Didn't you get that gene from me?
And, by the way, I am one of the 10% who checks your blog daily and am disappointed when you don't post one. Also I enjoy the pictures. It's like I am part of your daily life without actually being there, so please keep up the good ramblings, I mean work! Telling a story in a million words or less is definitely a gift I inherited from my mom, and obviously you got that from me, along with the eating out thing. Come to think of it, I know for a fact how much Me-Maw likes to eat out, so it must certainly be a genetics thing.
Enough of my ramblings. You and Jon (and the hellians) have a great weekend. We love you guys!
Mom
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