Lucky Lucky Me

We've been to 3 fundraisers over the last 2 weekends, and I must say we've been pretty lucky.
We've won:

$50 Redstone gift card
Partylite set of 3 candleholder bunnies (thanks, bill) and box of scented tealites
(also won at our table: wine, r/c motorcycle & spa gift bag)
set of nice glasses
4 Playstation 2 games
(also won for friend: awesome coffe house gift basket with lots of goodies plus a $30 gift card)
$50 Target gift card
$25 Applebees gift card
(also won at our table: Midieval Times tickets, AC Aquarium family membership, $25 gas gift card, local sports tickets)

Moral of the story....

you should come drink with me and win prizes

if my legs looked like this

I'd wear thigh Boots all the time!!!!

Sometimes I might even add a mini skirt!

something wicked this way grows

Is it my imagination, or can you see agony on the face of this tree too? or maybe it is terror?
Its eyes are almost melting down its gaping maw, and I think I see something slimy like a tentacle wending its way down to encircle its neck.








I'll admit this one is harder to see - the tiny whithered body curled with it's face snuggled into the monster's shoulder while groping roots extend around it like gruesome arms holding it tight as it is absorbed into the body of the beast, only the backward glancing elbow and bottom of the foot still visible as if once caught finally trying to turn away.









What poisoned soil has caused such deformities - branches twisted like broken arms never healed, hoary growths emerging from wizened orifices like nasty remnants from a diseased lover?




Maybe it's growing under the watchful eye of this ghost house.

I am NOT your friend!

grrrr.....I just checked my old Juno account, and a bunch of people from my high school must have discovered Facebook and are making friend requests. The first one happened to be one of my best friends in high school. I was Ok with that, not that I ever go on Facebook unless it's when someone requests me as a friend. Then I continued down my 2000+ email inbox and found at least 10 more (so far) requests from random people I haven't talked to in 25 years.

I couldn't help saying out loud, "I am not your friend!". by the 10th one I was really getting aggravated and decided the world (or at least my little corner of blogger) needed to know my position on this.

If we talk less than once a year, I am NOT your friend.

You may be a very nice person, but that doesn't make us friends.

Maybe Facebook needs to come up with a new category. Here's some of my suggestions:

-I used to know you and you were pretty nice
-We graduated high school together and you weren't a total jerk
-I didn't really even talk to you in high school, but maybe you keep in touch with my old boyfriend/girlfriend and I want to know what he/she's been up to
-I vaguely remember you so I want to add you to my Facebook so it looks like I have a lot of friends

*My Choice*

- casual acquaintances from the past that I don't mind acknowledging but don't really want to get involved with..and by the way, don't add me to your joke/prayer/inspirational /tupperware party email list, either! If I REALLY liked you that much, we'd still be friends.


And I'm not a cranky person...

shining happy people

I don't usually post pictures of myself, but

since I'm on a posting roll......

(see the street sign?)

(at an excellent jazz club in the middle of the night...

que "St Louis Infirmary blues" )

happy....until we had to leave...sigh

carnival

already crazy at 6 pm

and even more people at 1 am the same night

divine

It was fabulous to be away from my daily responsibilities of home and kids for a week. I can't believe how quickly I became used to partying all night, dining out and having someone else clean my room and make my bed. So what if it makes me a shallow person....I had fun!