Archive for ◊ October, 2007 ◊

31 Oct 2007 NaBloPoMo
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I’ve signed up to do NaBloPoMo. What is that you ask? NaBloPoMo stands for National Blog Posting Month. All you have to do is one post a day for the entire month of November. I’m going to give this my best shot. As you know I’ll be going to Texas sometime around the end of the month so it might be hard to do at the end of the month unless I do posts before I leave and have them post automatically!

If you post every day then join me and some of my blogging friends at NaBloPoMo. Stop by my page and add me as a friend if you wish.

31 Oct 2007 It’s Halloween
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Today is Halloween, one of my 2 favorite holidays. Today at work each department had a theme and they all dressed up… well almost everyone dressed up. There were a few who chickened out. Our departments theme was jammies! It was the most comfortable day I’ve ever had at work. This one guy.. he’s in his 20′s.. dressed in a pink nightgown and robe! LOL He’s not gay, he just loves to be different. Everyone got a good laugh.

Another department was all dressed in black suits and dresses. They looked like a bunch of real estate agents. We had pirates, witches and all kinds of cool looking monsters.

This afternoon the employees were allowed to go and pick up their kids and bring them in to Trick or Treat. Our office was decorated to the hilt. We had monsters that are movement or sound activated and move or make sounds as people walk by. It was quite noisy in our office today! lol

Now I’m home and still in my jammies. I don’t even have to change to get ready for bed! I love it!

31 Oct 2007 Wednesday Hero
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Marine Lance Cpl. Nicholas R. Anderson
Marine Lance Cpl. Nicholas R. Anderson
21 years old from Sauk City, Wisconsin
1st Battalion, 3rd Marine Regiment, 3rd Marine Division, III Marine Expeditionary Force
March 13, 2006

Lance Cpl. Nicholas Anderson lost his life after the Humvee he was riding in rolled over as a group of Marines pursued a suspicious vehicle near Jalalabad, Afghanistan. He suffered head injuries in the crash and died as he was being transported to a hospital.

Nicholas Anderson joined the Marines in January 2005 and began a six-month tour of Afghanistan two months ago with the 3rd Marines Weapons Platoon, his father, James Anderson said.

“I just know that he died fighting for what he believed in,” he said. “He wanted to be a Marine and even though it was a major risk he just wanted to go.”

James Anderson said his son, a 2003 Sauk Prairie High School graduate, enjoyed riding his motorcycle, lifting weights, going fishing and hanging out with friends.

He joined the Wisconsin Army National Guard when he was 18, but an injured shoulder forced him to drop out. He then enlisted in the Marines.

“I was very nervous when he first joined the Marines because two words jumped into my head: Afghanistan and Iraq,” his father said. “I just supported him and prayed that it would end before he had to go over.”

These brave men and women sacrifice so much in their lives so that others may enjoy the freedoms we get to enjoy everyday. For that, I am proud to call them Hero.
We Should Not Only Mourn These Men And Women Who Died, We Should Also Thank God That Such People Lived

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30 Oct 2007 Happy Halloween!
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This is from an email I received at work today! Be careful… it might scare you! *wink*

A man was walking home alone late one foggy night,

when behind him he hears:

BUMP…

BUMP…

BUMP…

Walking faster, he looks back and through the fog he makes out the image of an upright casket banging its way down the middle of the street toward him.

BUMP…

BUMP…

BUMP…

Terrified, the man begins to run toward his home, the casket bouncing quickly behind him

FASTER…

FASTER…

BUMP…

BUMP…

BUMP…

He runs up to his door, fumbles with his keys, opens the door, rushes in, slams and locks the door behind him.

However, the casket crashes through his door, with the lid of the casket clapping

clappity-BUMP…

clappity-BUMP…

clappity-BUMP…

on his heels, the terrified man runs.

Rushing upstairs to the bathroom, the man locks himself in. His heart is pounding; his head is reeling; his breath is coming in sobbing gasps.

With a loud CRASH the casket breaks down the door.

Bumping and clapping toward him.

The man screams and reaches for something, anything, but all he can find is a bottle of cough syrup!

Desperate, he throws the cough syrup at the casket…

and,

(hopefully you’re ready for this!!!)

The coffin stops.

27 Oct 2007 Happy Birthday to me!
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54 years ago I was born. No, that can’t be right! I’m not that old! Just checked the birth certificate and it’s crumbling… it’s right! I am that old. I’m a half-century plus 4 years old.

This is grandkids weekend and I’ll be spending the weekend with them and hopefully get a chance to talk to Andi on Yahoo. Even though it’s my birthday I have to get myself out to do grocery shopping, go to the drug store, get gas and pick up the grandkids. Oh.. have to clean up here too. *sigh* Nothing changes! My friend Mr. Fab sent me a birthday cake on FaceBook. At least it wasn’t a bunch of plasma tv stands because I don’t own a plasma TV! Thanks Fab! Also I got happy birthday emails from a few forums I belong to. How cool is that?

I hope all my readers have a great weekend!

Off to get busy now!

26 Oct 2007 Women over 40
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My sister-in-law sent this to me at work today.

In case you missed it on 60 Minutes, this is what Andy Rooney thinks about women over 40:

As I grow in age, I value women over 40 most of all. Here are just a few reasons why:

A woman over 40 will never wake you in the middle of the night and ask, “What are you thinking?” She doesn’t care what you think. If a woman over 40 doesn’t want to watch the game, she doesn’t sit around whining about it. She does something she wants to do, and it’s usually more interesting. Women over 40 are dignified. They seldom have a screaming match with you at the opera or in the middle of an expensive restaurant. Of course, if you deserve it, they won’t hesitate to shoot you if they think they can get away with it. Older women are generous with praise, often undeserved. They know what it’s like to be unappreciated. Women get psychic as they age. You never have to confess your sins to a woman over 40. Once you get past a wrinkle or two, a woman over 40 is far sexier than her younger counterpart. Older women are forthright and honest. They’ll tell you right off if you are a jerk if you are acting like one. You don’t ever have to wonder where you stand with her. Yes, we praise women over 40 for a multitude of reasons. Unfortunately, it’s not reciprocal. For every stunning, smart, well-coiffed, hot woman over 40, there is a bald, paunchy relic in yellow pants making a fool of himself with some 22-year old waitress. Ladies, I apologize. For all those men who say, “Why buy the cow when you can get the milk for free?”, here’s an update for you. Nowadays 80% of women are against marriage. Why? Because women realize it’s not worth buying an entire pig just to get a little sausage!

Andy Rooney is a really smart guy!

26 Oct 2007 Birthday Flowers again
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FlowersI brought my flowers home from work today. I was able to get better pictures of them with my camera. Click on the picture to see it full sized. The picture in the other post was taken with a co-workers cell phone. I got some close up pictures of each kind of flower that I’m going to add to my photo-blog. My photo-blog is here. I’ll be putting them up shortly.

close upThe flowers have opened so much more and they’re so pretty! I wonder if flowers grow as pretty on Arizona real estate? Probably not.. it’s so hot and dry. When I put the flowers in the car for the trip home I put the seat belt around them. I didn’t want them to fall over and get crushed and messed up. I want them to look pretty for as long as possible!

My co-workers got me an angel food cake and a big platter of fruit and a really cool birthday card. I brought the rest of the cake home with me but the fruit didn’t make it out of the building. A co-worker was putting the lid on it and it slipped and the fruit fell all over the floor. She felt so bad! But they were thinking of me, knowing I can’t eat the sugary stuff anymore.