dear strange women,

a random babbling
from my heart.



o dearest pokey driver,
who pulled out in front of me today.
did you wake up with intentions,
to just get in my way?
for there was no other cars behind me,
so i just dont quite understand.
how you can just pull out and sit there -
on the highway. in your van.
im glad to know that to you,
that im not visible at all.
the red SUV i drive,
must not be so big, after all.
you made me late for work today,
&& for you I will say a prayer.
for the next time you will obey
the speed limit and not
make me wanna swear.

there is a speed limit.

i can assure you it's above 10 ★

& i'm rather impressed.

i totally just made that up.

on a personal note.

this week holds a few changes.
for the hubbs && i.
first, i will be starting my workout
routine back.
im thinking 3 months off is a very
generous vacation.
secondly, im going to get a new
book.
this being said from one who tends
to but reading on the back burner.
next, im going back to all vegetables
& chicken only diet.
i feel great when i take out the
cows & piglets.
most importantly, tomorrow is our first
appointment with our fertility specialist,
since 2004. actually, this is a new specialist.
my neighbors recently had triplets, so i was like,
"and your going to what dr?".
my appointment was made shortly there after.
having been trying for 8 years, we have finally
decided what course of action we are proceeding
with next. i will post details as soon as i find
them out tomorrow.
please pray. we are so ready to be blessed
with precious children.

first comes love.

then comes marriage.

then comes baby

in a baby carriage.

weird. smeird.

i do not believe in all the astrological - stars are in
alignment. this is your sign, jargin.
if you do, your weird.
-now, moving on.
[insert giggle]
so, recently, ive had i believe 3 very troubling dreams.
not going into specific details.
but it involves the loss of a loved one.
- a very close loved one.
&& it came again last night.
the type of so real dream. you wake up
in tears. and it takes you 3 moments to snap out
of the "that was only a dream, niko that
was only a dream".
so. there i sat. in my room.
alone. center of bed. it was early morning.
the sun barely peeking from behind the clouds.

& then here - comes the curiosity.

i tried to talk myself
out of it. but, already my hand had led me to the
laptop. to the mouse. to the internet. to
my favorite search engine.
and slowly the word appeared: d r e a m s
what was i doing? searching for the meanings of
dreams on the internet? why dont i just pull
up my tarot card readings while im at it?
so here i sit. what to do now?
id gone this far...so, why not read the results?
[insert deep breathe] *click

first few links:
death + loved one = marriage
death + loved one = birth
death + loved one = concern
ok. catching on. doesnt seem creepy.
so, apparently i am concerned over someone that is
getting married and having a baby.
hmmm.

page 7.
death + loved one = need to sale house & move.
death + loved one = cut ties with that stressful relationship.
page 8
death + loved one = you have fallen out of love with this person. your
relationship is not as close as it use to be.
death + loved one = this is a sign to set your pet lizard free. the unhappiness
of the pet lizard is being portrayed thru your dreams.
page 9
death + loved one = the abundance of moldy cheese you keep in your cupboards
is resulting in ill-maintained relationships.

sccccreetch.

what the what?
so now, i am suppose to sell my house because i have fallen out of love with someone who has a pet lizard and keeps moldy cheese?

so, i leave here today. distressed. that the
search engine, my fav of all time, did not
come through for me in my dream interpretation.
& im now stressing more over the pet lizard & moldy
cheese.

on to clean the cabinets and check closets for
a trapt reptile.

and it was then, i realized.

my husband sometimes

complains, always, that it takes way

to long for me to get ready.

and that i get too dressed up for everything,

even for just a trip to the grocery store.

so i teased him that i from then on

i will just

get up. get dressed. run the brush through the hair.

brush the teeth. throw something on. & go.

& so i did. just one day. and the one day that i did.

ran into an old friend. i looked like a mongrel. im sure.

i felt like a mongrel. i know.

& it was that day i realized.

there is nothing wrong with being a high maintenence girl.

so i tell him, either continue to complain

or learn to have more patience.

for i am. and will always be, totally girly.

and will always take entirely too long to get ready.

and will always over dress for the occasion.

i just dont do jeans and tshirts.

and it was then, i realized.

that was ok.

i need some new shoes.

confessions of the addict.

i have a confession. ive been a nail bitter. have been since i was a tween. ive tried pinching the thumb when i caught myself. used bad tasting polish that was so repulsive it was suppose to make me qweezy. but to no avail, i bit right thru the rumbling stomachs. its seriously an awful, ugly addiction. so, about 2 months ago. i stopped biting them. just all of a sudden. they were perfect. i was so thrilled. they made a bunch of ruckus on the keyboard. i dug that. i could scratch my husbands arm, just cause i felt like it. it was great. they looked so nice. they were defiantly a centerpiece for conversation. me, with nails? unheard of. so, can someone please explain to me, why i bit them all off again? its such a repulsive thing ive done.

I mean, I'm a fool

for manicures.

thousand words thursday

a thousand words thursday

random shots are the best.

this is my little nephew.

he is fast forward. all go.

all the time.

this is the first shot

in 3 years that i got of him.

i cant believe he

sat steal that long for

a picture.

a dabble

i dabbled in graphic design today. i think im falling
in love. but dont tell sweet hubby. because i kind of fell

in love with myspace, facebook, & twitter when i sat out to try themalso. i promise im not an addict. i promise. hey.
if you perhaps know how to or perhaps know someone who might

now of someone that could change my new layout to a

3-column. i will do something nice for you.

banana popcicles

rock.

she so has a new recipe.

loaded baked potato salad

3 lbs. red potatoes, diced

2-3 TBS salt & pepper to taste.
1/2 cup mayo
1/2 cup sour cream
1/4 cup green onion, chopped
1 cup shredded cheddar cheese
8 slices bacon, cooked and crumbled

Boil potatoes in salted water until tender. Drain and set aside to cool. Combine mayo and sour cream in a large bowl. Add pepper, onion, cheese and bacon and mix together. Add cooked potatoes and stir until combined. Refrigerate until ready to serve.

i think i want

some watermelon

now.

another give away, but i want it!

so im telling you about this apron giveaway. i really want to win it.
i heart aprons.

i really heart

aprons.

captured perfection.

i had to share this precious picture

of my daddy & my youngest niece, sweet bea.

my first photoshop

picture ever.

thousand words thursday.

a thousand words Thursday.

this smile is really worth a 1,000 words.

taken Easter 2009, im sharing a precious moment with my autistic nephew noah. for those who have an autistic family member or friend,smiles, when given - are remembered forever.

when you can get

a smile.

they indeed feel

loved.

the birthday with no whiskers

like many girls, i dig a go-tee. or a nicely trimmed beard. for 10 years now, ive had both. its what makes a man, manly.

but ive not always shared that thought. i laugh when i remember mine & sweet hubbs very first phone conversation. we had met on a friday in late 1999. the next day, we talked on the phone for over 12 hours. [being 19 - i was in heaven] i remember sitting on the kitchen floor, legs on the walls, head laid back on a pillow. i remember during one of my random mumblings - i said "well i think body hair on a guy, is gross." little did i know, my man [24 at the time] was well endowed in body hair. and i remember how quickly i felt like the height of a grain of rice, when i saw him the next time. go-tee, & all.

needless to say, i now love body hair on a man. i think it defines sexiness. maturity.

however, after 10 years of marriage and a new policy at his work - he is now, whisker'less. i grieve. but, because my hubbs is fantabulous, he provides me with scruffies friday - sunday. now, that's love. ♥

we recently celebrated his 34th birthday, whiskerless.

a new blogexperience

i have had this blog forever and a few days. all the while, just updating for out of town family and a few close friends. today, i ran across a blog that hooks you up with other bloggers, and creates a network. im actually excited about this. my first step was to become a part of SITSgirls....i added the button. so, here's to newness!

long time, no music break!

i just noticed that all my music breaks from blogs past, are gone. i guess the sight i used, closed down for a company revamp therefore, taking all my funky breaks away. well, i will prevail! i found a similar sight with simliar cute players. so, crisis averted!

long time, no music break: rob thomas

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