The life and adventures of Blubicon...

This is the Story of my life. WIth some gaps. Major and minor. I don't blog every day. I blog when the feelings hit me. I write about me, about my daughter, about books I read and love. I blog about whatever I feel like, whenever I feel like blogging. I love the act of putting "pen to paper" or rather of putting fingers to keys.

Saturday, December 30, 2006

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??????'s

What makes us draw from our past to create our future? Why do we use our mistakes as an excuse to make more? Where do we go when we have nowhere else? Is there somewhere to call home, even when we don't choose it? What makes us question the way that we live? How do we choose the path that we take? Where do love and happiness come from? Why do I feel the need to explain this? Why do these questions haunt me tonight?

I can assure you it has something to do with you!

Friday, December 29, 2006

my prayer for 2007

"Lord, Make me an instument of your peace; Where there is hatred, let me sow Love; where there is unjury, pardon; where there is doubt, faith; where there is despair, hope; where there is darkness, light; where there is sadness, Joy.--st francis of assisi"

A broken tradition?

It's a tradition estabilished somewhere around 1941 i assume. One much older than I. Older than my parents also, if you actually date it back that far. If you start this tradtion for me it will have started in 1999. Much more of a realistic time scheme. Is it to be broken this year or not? Only Menard Auto sales can tell. Oh please please hurry and fix the torque converter on my jeep. What is New years Day without your jeep. Why is my little idiotic jeep back in the shop for the 3rd recall and why are they telling me it will not be done before next year. Every new years day I take a small ride in my jeep. Even if it is around the block, down Vella E Lane, or just up the driveway. Sure I know I could probalby borrow Daddy's grand, or mom's really dorky libby, but I want my own jeep. So she is a kindof dorky libby who's counting here. Back in the "good old days" (until Oct, 2005) I would set the top off of my jeep and go topless on New Years day, but since Sami now I just roll the windows down and open the sunroof and get really cold really fast. Oh well. Will this be a tradition set aside or not? Only time will tell. Maybe they will loan me a Rubicon so that I can have a real jeep on New years day instead of a goofy libby. :)

sweet dreams

The grocery store through the eyes of a 2 yr old

Have you ever walked into a grocery store and imediatly became the center of attention. Tonight I did. It was hillarious. Living in a semi small town you get used to the ppl and faces even if you don't remember the names. Some of the ppl at the local grocery store have worked there since I worked there in OMG 1991. :) Gee does that date me or what? So it was my first legal job, how in the world have they handled that crap all of these years I lasted 2 months and 2 days. Dang I sound like a real stick em to it kind of person when I say it like that. But enough of "chasing rabbits", lets get back to the point. Sami and I walked into the grocery store today to buy stickers for the trash bags, some turkey, some chocolate, and whole milk for her. We walked up to the counter and I said I would like 10 trash stickers she said, "trash please". We had the whole store's attention from that point on. We went to the deli to buy some sliced turkey for her and she said bird merry christmas, thank you. the lady behind the counter handed the turkey to her she said yucky and threw it with all her might back at the lady. Thankfully it didn't spill. But it all gets better. We walked around to get the rest of the stuff we needed and of course the dang milk counter moo's like I am not smart enough to know that cows make milk duh. It's not like I am from the big city here. Small town remember smart girls. anyway enough of my pet peeves. I hate that dang milk counter it's annoying. At first it mooed and of course it doesn't even sound like a real cow. it's so horrible it doesnt' even sound like a sick cow. It sounds like a fake immitation of a stupid human trying to imitate a sick cow on a broken speaker. (yeah there I go again) Sami looks up at me and grabs me she is scared half to death. She is trying to get out of the strap and into my arms and screaming the whole time. I gently and sweetly which is rather hard for anyone to be at this stupid grocery store, try to explain to my little precious that it is a cow. She finally stops screaming and looks up at it and says, "NO, Cows MOOOOO" I told her good girl and all the mothers with well behaved little boys and girls gently laughed and asked me was it recent she learned to moo? no ma'am she has been mooing for almost a year now. oh the mother says and scurries her little city angels off to not hang with the rednecks. :) So I figure Samantha has done about all the funny she can come up with in a short ride to the grocery store to get 4 items so we hurry throught the store to get chocolate. Wow that was an adventure in itself. She wouldn't have anything to do with the small bottle of chocolate. She wanted the big chocolate. Big mommy my chocolate big. Ok so it is probaby a better deal big anyway so lets take the big one. We are done lets go.... nope not done with our little adventure at all never I deserve every bit of this by the way so don't go feeling sorry for me. :) We get to the checkout lane and of course being the market place no one knows how to accomplish anything there so we are waiting and waiting and waiting and waiting. The only salvation I have is the guy in front of us is WOW of course this means nothing to Sami. But she is being her adorable little self. Nothing funny smiling at him giggling, making mommy proud.... until he turns around and asks me to hand him a coke. Of course, I had to wipe the drool off of my mouth first. OOOPs. Sorry dude but he was cute and a nice voice, nice everything I could see. So I reach around behind me to get him a coke. Sami goes nuts. My coke. How does she even know what a coke is? mommy mine. I want coke. So I hand him a different one Mine mommy mine my coke. I am as red as the coke bottle finally I hand him a coke and put hers back. He pays for the coke and she is making such a racket that he hands her the coke smiles and tells me to have a happy new year. Laughing all the way out the store. Kind of makes me wonder if he didnt' really want the coke just wanted to see if he could make her scream. :)

Thursday, December 28, 2006

Stamp mine

Stamp mine is updated again. http://stampmine.blogspot.com/ My scanner is still down. Does anyone know anything about epson scanners and why if I download the drivers I can only get it to print not scan? Or maybe it just means I am a dork. I shouldn't have lost that dang disk in the first place. and why won't windows recognize it? duh that would be to easy
sweet dreams

I lost 13 lbs

In one day. Seriously I thought the point of taking the flu shot was not to get the flu. about 10:30pm on the 26th I started getting sick. I went to bed and didnt' get up except to be ill till today around 10:30 am. I am so week. But overall I feel better and I am thankful that the flu didn't hit me on christmas. and it is over before the weekend. :)

Monday, December 25, 2006

Merry Christmas

May your pockets always Jingle like the silver bells.
May your heart be always Merry like the Christmas Spirit.
May you days be filled with peace.
And may your new year be full of joy.

sweet dreams
san