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And Miles To Go Before We Sleep has tagged me the entire blogosphere with the Mimi’s Message In a Bottle Meme.
Here are the rules:
You are about to send a virtual Message In a Bottle across the Blog Ocean. Leave a message in the sand or on the bottle. Write anything you wish. Be a pirate or a poet. Serious or silly. Anonymous or not. What message would you like to send out to the universe? (more…)

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Your Elf Name Is…


Giggles Candy Cane Lips

What’s Your Elf Name?

Thanks to Lesley for pointing me in this direction, because anyone who knows me well, knows this is the truth.


You Are Eggnog


Rich, sweet, and probably a little drunk. Everyone who knows you tends to get a little fatter.

What Holiday Food Are You?


You Are a Cranberry and Popcorn Strung Tree


Christmas is all about showcasing your creative talents.
From cookies to nicely wrapped presents, your unique creations impress everyone.

What Christmas Tree Are You?

Coming soon, the world’s longest post……A true story of faith and miracles. Stay tuned.

This morning I got up and started getting ready. I became increasingly disturbed as I went about my routine. It appeared Fishboy was late also. His car was still here and class had started 45 minutes ago. Also as I glanced across the property I noticed Cousin Its car was still here. Why wasn’t he at work? And his friends car was here, didn’t that dude have a job? What was it with everyone. Continued on my routine, going through my clothes trying to find something to where. Why hadn’t I done any laundry yesterday?

All totalled I went on through this for nearly an hour. Suddenly I stopped in the middle of the room. Wait? Did I take Bear to ride Apache yesterday? What was the score on the football game? Why hadn’t AT done Sunday haiku? **lightbulb going off**

As I threw myself back into bed while wailing I am an idiot. Mr. Vixen says “Why are you up so early? It’s Sunday?!?!?!”

Good question.

I am sitting here, surfing the internet and watching Fox news. An extremely serious Brit Hume says “blah blah blah…..against American witches.”

Seriously, that is what he said. Then they went to some war story and I realized he said “against American’s wishes.”

Whatever. I really stopped typing to see a story about American Wiccans.

I was visiting Skittles today and found out that on Tuesday’s they play a game called Head’s or Tails. I don’t know if I will play every week, but I felt like it tonight (at least until Heroes comes on, then I am so outta here folks and will finish in the morning).

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“Ten Things You Won’t Hear Me Say.”

 

  1. Yes, Ladybug, you should put that pea up your nose.
  2. Hey Lloyd, no one has stolen the blacklight bulb off my porch yet.
  3. I make more money than I really need.
  4. Yes, Bear, we can go clothes shopping.
  5. That rent check is totally good (but I think it every month).
  6. I know my blood sugar can go higher than 347, I am just not trying hard enough.
  7. No, I don’t want to watch Heroes.
  8. I don’t care if my toilet ever works again.
  9. I never want to go on vacation again.
  10. I think my next second job should be as an exotic dancer.

Friday is a notoriously slow day in the blogosphere (at least on my site). I was thinking and thinking (and then my brain exploded). After Mr. Vixen swept up the mess and poured it back into my skull, an idea caught hold of the remnants. What if I copied so many of the really good blogs out there let you all ask a question about me? Something that has been burning you up inside, that you have just been dying to know about us here at the den? I promise I will answer sarcastically honestly. Post your questions in the comments up until Sunday evening and on Monday I will answer your secret desires questions on Monday (another notoriously slow day here at the den). Watcha think?

Edited to add: You know, if no one asks me a question I just might become saddened.

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