Joke of the Day

Since there seems to be an abundance of attorneys in my immediate family, I got a good chuckle out of this Joke of the Day.

hardee har har.

Family Historian

My husband was elected by his family to be the family historian. What this really means is we get to store all the family memorabilia at our house. Really we don't mind, though sometimes I wonder what I would do will all the space freed up if the vast album collection (including but not limited to Andy Gibb, Barry Manilow and Michael Jackson) were to vacate the premises.

Because of his holding this office, we have in our possession the family Atari.

Last weekend we broke it out and the result, an impromptu Atari Party.

At my house, my brother and I would play Pong, Space Invaders, Asteroids and Pac Man. Kevin's family had a few that I am not familiar with Q-bert and some war game where you spin your tank and shoot at objects in the distance. I was a little disturbed watching my 5 year old enjoy blowing up things and providing such commentary as"Take that you. I'll get you."

It's amazing how it all comes back to you. During Pac Man we instinctively knew to wait for the ghosts to gather around you BEFORE you eat the square that causes them to flash for 10-15 seconds thereby ensuring you to digest several more ghosts than if you just haphazardly ate the square. Also with space invaders you have to hide underneath the shields just enough that your cannon can fire at the space aliens but enough that it also affords you some protection from their shots.

We are a bit out of shape though. My trigger thumb doesn't seem to be a subtle as it once was and the reaction time must be improved if there is hope of venturing to a second level.

Next time, Super Nintendo featuring Super Mario Brothers and Donkey Kong. If only we didn't have to share screen time with the kids!

Spring is in the Air??

The boys and I spied this fellow in the holly bush outside the kitchen door. Apparently he was too bashful to flash his red breast. That's right boys and girls. You heard me correctly. We spied a ROBIN.

I am hoping that this is indeed a sign that spring is on the way and not just some lone Robin who decided to return to Greene County even though everyone else was staying south.

First the groundhog and now this. I should have paid more attention to the color of the wooly worms this summer. Come on spring! We're rooting for you!

It's Official

We have, what I need to refer to as, a Craisin Emergency.

Any airlifts in the area carrying Craisins please drop supply in this general vicinity.

Thank you for your attention to this matter.

Tribute to an Oldy but Goody

When we purchased our house, along with it came my current broom. Sure, she may not look very good. She's a bit tattered and torn after 30 plus years of sweeping hard wood floors. However, she gets the job done, oftentimes with style. She is also very versatile. When need be she can be reversed to retrieve a lost matchbox car that has run amok under a sofa or the kitchen stove. She's a good worker and trusty companion.

Therefore I take offense to a recent person's comment that an intervention was needed and my broom must be replaced. I've tried. None have her firm yet pliable bristles able to reach into the cracks under the counters. Others are flimsy and can't muster up the gumption to sweep a major salt spill or wandering oats from morning oatmeal.

So I will stay strong and loyal. You will never be replaced on my watch, old girl. Sweep on. Live long. Know that there will always be a place for you in my kitchen corner.

Missed the Girly Gene

Maybe it's because I grew up in the country, as did my mom.
Maybe it's because my next two closest siblings were boys.
Maybe it's because there just seems to be more fun things to do than primp.

I've never had the girly gene. I wing it most of the time. I like some of the current fashions, but then when I try them on at home, they just look kind of silly on me.



I was tickled when I received my free clinique gift and opened a container of eye shadow to find this.





OHHHHHHHH. I had never understood it before. First one, then two and then three. I mock , however, I did try to follow the sequence of steps only to think I looked silly. I have always had mixed emotions when it comes to eyeshadow and eyeliner. I'm supposed to do what? And it looks good?



Also my eylash curler sits unused in the drawer. I'm not sure who talked me in to purchasing that one.

My clinique samples will last me until the next big event. Until then I will just wing it and go.

Happy Noodle v. Sad Noodle

Not sure about the lyrics to this children's song.  It's one of those songs that sticks in your head until all  hours of the night and slowly drives you insane....or even more insane than usual.

Pulled out Grandma Lida's Homemade Noodle recipe today and whipped up some noodles.  The recipe makes me laugh because you are supposed to add flour until it looks right.  Huh?  What?   Somehow they never seem to taste like I remember them.  Maybe it has to do with someone else doing the cooking.

Had a picture, but seem to be experiencing some technical difficulties.  You will just have to imagine them.