Thanks to Pickle...and Z -- here is my offer and request to you. Heaven help me.
Lucky you! The first five people to respond to this post will get something made by me! My choice. For you. This offer does have some restrictions and limitations:
1. I make no guarantees that you will like what I make!
2. What I create will be just for you.
3. It'll be done this year. {might be a little while}
4. You will have no clue what it's going to be. It may be a story. It may be poetry or maybe even some creation I haven't even invented yet (but Heaven knows it will most likely be totally fabulous and creative... :). I may draw or paint something. I may bake you something and mail it to you. Who knows? Not you, that's for sure!
5. I reserve the right to do something extremely strange.
The catch? Oh, the catch is that you must re-post this on your blog and offer the same to the first 5 people who do the same on your blog. The first 5 people to do so and leave a comment telling me they did win a FAB-U-LOUS homemade gift by me!
* *Oh, and be sure to post a picture of what you win when you get it!* *
Thursday, February 26, 2009
Monday, February 23, 2009
All Dogs Go To Heaven
This Saturday evening my family experienced a great loss. Our little dog, Sir Walter, passed away.
He came into our family as a present for my 15th birthday. He was just this little runt, and I kinda didn't want him because he was "too small" but he quickly won me over, he was just a little sweetheart.
He was such a good little friend, he was always excited for us to come home, he knew when you were having a bad day, and he loved anyone who sat on the couch, they immediately became his friend. He had so many funny quirks. He once even developed this crazy habit of hiding things in my bed. I would lie down and find a bone, or a corn dog or some other odd item (usually food) underneath my pillow. Oh there are SO MANY memories.
I loved him so much. And now after 11 long years, he's gone. Boy, I'm going to miss him.
Tuesday, February 17, 2009
He's Just NOT That Into You
This past Saturday evening, the Husband and I attended the cinema and joined the many couples and single ladies viewing the film, "He's Just Not That Into You".
As the plot began to enfold before us, and I saw these women (and men) rationalize that this other person was interested in them...and then their friends just encouraged said rationalization, I was embarrassed for these individuals. Mostly because I have been in oh to familiar situations in the past. In fact, I found myself wishing that I had read this book when I was 13 and had re-read it every year just to remind myself of these fundamental and undeniable truths. Honestly, this book would make the whole dating experience much easier, with much less heartache and embarrassment.
I realized that time and again in my past that he really was not that into me. Why did I analyze what he said or did and made it out to be something it wasn't? And why did my friends encourage me? What is so hard about saying, "Honey, maybe he's just not that into you."? We'd be better off! "Wasting time with the wrong person is just time wasted!"
However, as I thought about the ridiculous experiences I fell prey to, I also began to realize the difference between when he wasn't that into me, and when he was. And of course, my thoughts turned to the man sitting next to me.
He's just that into me.
When he and I began dating, he pursued me from the beginning. He called when he said he would (and sometimes even when I wasn't expecting it, "just to see how I was doing"). He preferred talking to me on the phone unlike most men that avoided the commitment of a phone call and only sent texts. He established our next date on the current date or within 48 hours if I tried to play coy and say, "I might be busy". He dropped by to give me an item because "he was at the store and saw it and thought of me."
Though the time that I knew that he was that into me, or better yet, that he loved me, was the time that I realized that I loved him right back.
One horrible day in December of 2007, I fell terribly ill with food poisoning. When he discovered that I was bed stricken he left work to come take care of me, and was by my side and held me for nearly 2 days straight.
From there the reasons why he's just that into me continued to pile up, and the rest is history.
As the tears streamed down my cheeks at the close of the film, I left happy knowing that I no longer would have to wonder if he's just not that into me, for he has proven to me that he is just that into me.
As the plot began to enfold before us, and I saw these women (and men) rationalize that this other person was interested in them...and then their friends just encouraged said rationalization, I was embarrassed for these individuals. Mostly because I have been in oh to familiar situations in the past. In fact, I found myself wishing that I had read this book when I was 13 and had re-read it every year just to remind myself of these fundamental and undeniable truths. Honestly, this book would make the whole dating experience much easier, with much less heartache and embarrassment.
I realized that time and again in my past that he really was not that into me. Why did I analyze what he said or did and made it out to be something it wasn't? And why did my friends encourage me? What is so hard about saying, "Honey, maybe he's just not that into you."? We'd be better off! "Wasting time with the wrong person is just time wasted!"
However, as I thought about the ridiculous experiences I fell prey to, I also began to realize the difference between when he wasn't that into me, and when he was. And of course, my thoughts turned to the man sitting next to me.
He's just that into me.
When he and I began dating, he pursued me from the beginning. He called when he said he would (and sometimes even when I wasn't expecting it, "just to see how I was doing"). He preferred talking to me on the phone unlike most men that avoided the commitment of a phone call and only sent texts. He established our next date on the current date or within 48 hours if I tried to play coy and say, "I might be busy". He dropped by to give me an item because "he was at the store and saw it and thought of me."
Though the time that I knew that he was that into me, or better yet, that he loved me, was the time that I realized that I loved him right back.
One horrible day in December of 2007, I fell terribly ill with food poisoning. When he discovered that I was bed stricken he left work to come take care of me, and was by my side and held me for nearly 2 days straight.
From there the reasons why he's just that into me continued to pile up, and the rest is history.
As the tears streamed down my cheeks at the close of the film, I left happy knowing that I no longer would have to wonder if he's just not that into me, for he has proven to me that he is just that into me.
Sunday, February 1, 2009
Random Thoughts
* "Free trips" are not really free. Liars.
* I don't agree with some of the refs' calls during the Superbowl.
* Math sucks.
* The Big Bang Theory is HIL-A-RIOUS!!! Now one of my fav shows on TV.
* Peter Parker eats to much and shall soon be re-named "Fat Louis" and this could possibly cause Bruce Wayne and Carl Weathers to starve. Not cool.
* The reason anyone would watch Battlestar Galactia eludes me.
* I hope the groundhog does not see his shawdow this year. I want Spring.
* I need new clothes.
* Have not practiced my expensive guitar for months!
* 26.2...gotta run!
* Weekends pass by way to quickly.
* I like the brother's new lady. She's fun.
* Can't wait for that tax return!
* Sometimes I wish I could apparate like in Harry Potter.
* The Cafe Parisian salad from Costco is my favorite.
* I need a new glasses perscription.
* I can't wait for Suzy to come home.
* Being married is delightful.
* I need to go to bed.
* I don't agree with some of the refs' calls during the Superbowl.
* Math sucks.
* The Big Bang Theory is HIL-A-RIOUS!!! Now one of my fav shows on TV.
* Peter Parker eats to much and shall soon be re-named "Fat Louis" and this could possibly cause Bruce Wayne and Carl Weathers to starve. Not cool.
* The reason anyone would watch Battlestar Galactia eludes me.
* I hope the groundhog does not see his shawdow this year. I want Spring.
* I need new clothes.
* Have not practiced my expensive guitar for months!
* 26.2...gotta run!
* Weekends pass by way to quickly.
* I like the brother's new lady. She's fun.
* Can't wait for that tax return!
* Sometimes I wish I could apparate like in Harry Potter.
* The Cafe Parisian salad from Costco is my favorite.
* I need a new glasses perscription.
* I can't wait for Suzy to come home.
* Being married is delightful.
* I need to go to bed.
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