Bordering on brilliance…
There you have it!Archive for January, 2007
Lemons, Tequila and Salt!
This should probably be taped to your bathroom mirror where one could read it everyday. You may not realize it, but it’s 100% true.
1. There are at least two people in this world that you would die for.
2. At least 15 people in this world love you in some way.
3. The only reason anyone would ever hate you is because they want to be just like you.
4. A smile from you can bring happiness to anyone, even if they don’t like you.
5. Every night, SOMEONE thinks about you before they go to sleep.
6. You mean the world to someone.
7. You are special and unique.
8. Someone that you don’t even know exists loves you.
9. When you make the biggest mistake ever, something good comes from it.
10. When you think the world has turned its back on you take another look.
11. Always remember the compliments you received. Forget about the rude remarks.
Always remember….when life hands you Lemons, ask for tequila and >salt, and call me over!
Good friends are like stars……..You don’t always see them, but you know they are always there.
“Whenever God Closes One Door He Always Opens Another, Even Though Sometimes It’s Hell in the Hallway”.
I would rather have one rose and a kind word from a friend while I’m here than a whole truck load when I’m gone.
Every Woman
A WOMAN SHOULD HAVE
A set of screwdrivers, a cordless drill
and a black lace bra…
A WOMAN SHOULD HAVE
One friend who always makes her laugh…
and one who lets her cry…
A WOMAN SHOULD HAVE
A good piece of furniture not previously owned by anyone else in her family…
A WOMAN SHOULD HAVE
Eight matching plates, wine glasses with stems,
and a recipe for a meal that will make her guests feel honored…
A WOMAN SHOULD HAVE
A feeling of control over her destiny…
EVERY WOMAN SHOULD KNOW
How to fall in love without losing herself…
EVERY WOMAN SHOULD KNOW
How to quit a job,
Break up with a lover
and confront a friend without ruining the friendship…
EVERY WOMAN SHOULD KNOW
When to try harder and WHEN TO WALK AWAY…
EVERY WOMAN SHOULD KNOW
That she can’t change the length of her calves,
the width of her hips, or
the nature of her parents…
EVERY WOMAN SHOULD KNOW
That her childhood may not have been perfect…
but it’s over…
EVERY WOMAN SHOULD KNOW
What she would and wouldn’t do for love or more…
EVERY WOMAN SHOULD KNOW
How to live alone even if she doesn’t like it…
EVERY WOMAN SHOULD KNOW
Whom she can trust and whom she can’t
And why she shouldn’t take it personally…
EVERY WOMAN SHOULD KNOW
Where to go…
Be it her best friend’s kitchen table or a charming inn in the woods
When her soul needs soothing…
EVERY WOMAN SHOULD KNOW
What she can and can’t accomplish
In a day
A month
And a year…
Author Unknown
Summary of Last Year’s Emails
This was sent by one of my email buddies and thought I’d share it with those of you who are voluntarily not on my list…you in Japan and the other trapped in the brick UW Building…you know who you are! LOL! Ü
SUMMARY OF LAST YEAR’S E-MAILS:
My thanks to whomever sent me the e-mail about rat poop in the glue on envelopes. I now have to use a wet towel to seal every envelope — and scrub the top of every can I open.
My luck will change once I get the $15,000 Bill Gates at Microsoft and AOL will send for participating in their special e-mail program.
I no longer worry about my soul because thousands of angels looking out for me and St. Theresa’s novena will grant my every wish.
I don’t eat KFC because their chickens are horrible mutant freaks with no eyes or feathers
I don’t use cancer-causing deodorants even though I smell like a water ! buffalo on a hot day
I’ve learned my prayers only get answered if I forward an e-mail to seven friends and make a wish within five minutes.
I can’t drink Coca Cola because it can remove toilet stains.
I can’t buy gasoline without taking someone along to orevent a serial killer crawling in the back seat.
I don’t drink Pepsi or Dr. Pepper because the people who make them are atheists who refuse to put “Under God” on their cans.
And thanks for letting me know I can’t boil a cup water in the microwave anymore because it will blow up in my face disfiguring me for life.
I don’t check the coin return on pay phones because I could be stuck with a needle infected with AIDS.
I no longer go to shopping malls because someone will drug me with a perfume sample and rob me.
I don’t accept UPS or FedEx packages because they’re Al Qaeda agents in disguise.
I don’t shop at Target since! they are French and don’t support American troops or the Salvati on Army.
I don’t answer the phone because someone will ask me to dial a number for which I’ll get a bill with calls to Jamaica , Uganda , Singapore , and Uzbekistan .
I can’t use anyone’s toilet but mine because a big brown African spider is lurking under the seat to cause me instant death when it bites my butt.
And thanks to your great advice, I can’t ever pick up $5.00 I dropped in the parking lot because it probably was placed there by a sex molester waiting underneath my car to grab my leg.
If you don’t send this e-mail to 1,000 people in the next hour, a bug black crow with diarrhea will land on your head at 5 PM and fleas from six sick camels will infest your body, causing a large scraggly hairy hump. Lice from 50 monkeys will infest your armpits and other private areas, causing such itching you will not be allowed in mixed company. I know this will occur because it actually happened to a friend of my neighbor’s ex-mother-in-law’s second husband’s cousin’s beautician.
And finally, a South American scientist, after a lengthy study, discovered that people with below-normal brain and sexual activity read their e-mail with their hand on the mouse. Don’t bother taking it off now — it’s too late!
My Newest Addiction…
I’ve been a huge fan of various kinds of puzzles for quite a number of years. I love jigsaw, and love, love crosswords, as well as various puzzle related games online.
Several months ago Anthony asked if I was into Sudoku. At that point in time, I’d eyeballed it a couple of times, but hadn’t really made any effort to figure it out or understand it. Well, Squid started to get them as math homework and I’d still not really looked at them until one night when we were at Keven’s house and she was having problems with her math homework, a Sudoku puzzle. We each took a copy of the puzzle and the competition began. I’ve been hooked ever since.
I’ve tried to get Keven interested in crosswords since he’s such a wealth of information, but he remains disinterested, and it appears he’s going to be the same way with the Sudoku. For Christmas though, I got Squid a kids book. The only kid thing about it are the cute little stars at the bottom of the pages rating the level of difficulty. It is a cool book though because it starts on a much smaller scale for the beginner.
Since she loves the jigsaws and now apparently taking quite the liking to Sudoku, maybe it’s a genetic thing! 
Kid Logic and Cooking
Funny thing about kids and logic…theirs vs. ours. When hearing theirs, it’s totally amazing that they’re not eaten by wild animals.
A few weeks ago when we had the power outtages, earlier in the evening Squid and I had searched high and low for the remainder of what used to be my flashlight collection. It used to be quite extensive and contained all sizes, shapes, some were multi-purpose and had radios & all kinds of good stuff. They were in various places around the house so they could be easily located in the event of a power outtage. Now when I’m looking for them, they are not anywhere near where I put them, if I can find them at all. Often times, if they are found, it’s by accident and in Squid’s room with either dead or missing batteries. Death threats and extreme punishment have not thwarted her need to possess them all. Needless to say, my collection has dimished dramatically.
Back to my story. So the afternoon of the much anticipated power outtage, 4 flashlights were found, 1 with dead batteries, so basically we’re operating on 3. I gave Squid her very own personal one, designated one to be left untouched on my nightstand and one untouched on the kitchen counter, exactly on the spot I put it with the distinct orders of “do not touch this!”. Fast forward to later that evening when the power did actually go out. I came home, went to the kitchen where said flashlight should’ve been, and much to my irritation, it was gone. So as I’m heading up the stairs in the dark to my room, I stumbled over the flashlight. So later we’re having a discussion about this exact situation with Keven. I asked her why, when she was specifically told NOT to move it, she did. Her answer, “so you wouldn’t have to go looking for it”, at which point Keven pointed out that since it was dark, and I couldn’t see, I couldn’t go look for it and thus, wouldn’t see it on the stairs. Her answer? “Oh”.
Second fun tidbit. Last night Squid decided to make herself frozen fishsticks and tater tots. The baking temperatures and times conflicted, so I explained to her that she could cook the item requiring the higher temperature, longer at the lower temperature, but to put it in the oven first and then add the second item 10 minutes or so later. So she decided she was not only going to bake the items separately, but all at the higher temperature and for a longer time. Needless to say, the tater tots survived, but the fishsticks were more like hard breadsticks or pencils. It was hysterically funny. I’ve never had fishsticks like that before and hope I never do again. While I have been teaching her how to cook, it’s probably a good idea that I haven’t started in on baking. Care for a hockey puck anyone? Or maybe a breadstick?
Apocalypto
We saw Apocalypto over the weekend, or was it Monday? Anyway, it was good, but I didn’t know it was a Mel Gibson movie, so I wasn’t prepared for how long it would be! The storyline was pretty original, and although it was subtitled, they weren’t obtrusive and distract from the movie.
I was also glad to see in the previews that a decent chunk of the upcoming movies are not remakes. Now THAT was getting old!
Bobbo’s Daily Quote
Life is a mirror. When you smile at it, it is charming and when you frown at it, it is sinister. It is what you are and not what you see.
