Vacation Situation...

We just came back from another lovely stay at Emerald Isle.  

Oh, it's good to be home, but good gracious that's a beautiful place!  

Add in some friends... old and new.... and a sweet 10 year anniversary re-nup, 

and it was perfect.  

Why do vacations have to fly by?

I'll try to add more pictures throughout the week..... I'm just soooo sleepy.  

But it's a good sleepiness.

A good.... I get to sleep in my own bed with crisp, clean, sand-free sheets complete with kitty cats all around kind of sleepiness.  

But where's the ocean sounds?

Blame it on the antibiotics....

Ok.  Still sick, but ALL this weekend, I've been watching this girl.

You're going to think I'm crazy, and I'm sorry, but she's so funny to me!

Do we all know that I'm a beauty school drop-out?  Yeah.
I used to love makeup.  Oh.  Well.  I still kinda do, but I've semi forgotten how to use it.

Lately, I've been showing up at work with W.A.Y. too much blush on.
Hey Clown-ey!
I attribute this to pour ...nope.... pore..... well, it's on the subject.... poor.... THAT'S IT!... lighting.
eh hem.

Anyway, so this weekend, I was watching my usual crafty stuff, when I saw a video of this girl.  I thought, "Ok, she's a ditz and has to be all of sixteen years old.  What does she know?"  I suffered through the first video, and then watched another and another and another.  Is it the sickness?  I don't know, but she's an actual make-up artist (and she's not sixteen) and I just love her sense of humor!

So just to put it out there.....
This is one of my favorite videos so far.

In other news.... 

I was telling my coworker where I am going on vacation soon, and I said Emerald City..... instead of Emerald Isle.   

WEEEEE'RE Off the see the WIzarD the wonderful wizard of OZ!!!!

Ode to Sickness...

For the second time in two months,
I've had a cold.

How can such a small nose create so much mucous? Eww.

Why is it that whenever I'm sick, the only medicines in the house are expired?  Like in '08 for goodness sakes!

Why is it that 99.0% of the population can take NyQuil and go to sleep.... but I am like a yippy-wired- hair- terrier- dog who has snorted an entire five pound bag of sugar, and has it's eye's on high-beam, wide open so that sleep, sweet dreamy sleep, can't come within a mile radius of its being.

Why is it that when you can't sleep, the bed feels like your tossing and turning on brick pavers, but when you wake up from a good sleep you don't want to get out of bed because it's as though your sleeping on air?

Summertime colds bite.

Saturday morning I woke up with a song in my head.  Now, this is not an unusual occurrence.
However, the song that was winding it's way through my foggy, sleep deprived, medicinally altered brain was c.r.a.z.y!  Don't know where it came from, but... wow.  Are you ready?

To the tune of M-I-C-K-E-Y M-O-U-S-E..... Mickey mouse.... Mickey mouse.... da dat da dat da dat da dat dat dat!  (I don't know that last part....) But instead of Micky mouse... it was, and I kid you not...

S-I-C-K-E-Y  H-O-U-S-E!  Sickey house..... sickey house.... da dat da dat da dat da dat dat dat!  Oy.
Now it's stuck in my head again!!!  Oh, I'll be singing that all day if I don't find something else.... uh lets see here.....

Random favorite song from the '80s...



Wow. That video makes no sense to me at all.
This loopy post brought to you by: Tylenol Cold.

I'm lookin' over a four leaf clover.....

Lucky Kitty.

Pilates Update....

Twenty days have past since my intention...

20 times 1 time a day = 20

times

the velocity of the reformer 

plus

the length of the straps.....

minus 

the kitty fur tumble-weeds causing 

''''friction''''

of the air molecules surrounding my newly formed muscles

along with

the cardio~board

adding 

two minutes to my longest time of five minutes

subtracting

sixteen days that I didn't do A THANG... 

=

Only four times of my intended everyday, twenty days later.

Get it?  Got it?  Good.

So, I'll try again, only every Other day this time.  Really.

dreamy...

A little before Easter, I had a dream.

It was strange to say the least.  

I was in my church's old fellowship hall when a spider....

a white, shiny, patent spider with "Clinique" on her back walked by me. Her long, spindly legs 

scurried across the floor right past me and up the wall into the kitchen.  

I tried to kill her.... chasing her, and eventually we ended up in my Bmama's yard.

I pressed and pushed on the big spider, but I couldn't smoosh her because she was so hard.  

Somehow, I finally ended up burying her.

What in the world was that about?  

It was quite disturbing, and I couldn't figure out where that had come from.

I thought perhaps the white patent part was because of white patent shoes that little girls wear at Easter.... 

However,

sitting at work the other day,

it hit me.

My little desk mirror....   

So that's where that came from!!!  Weird.

Use it or lose it...

Everytime I write the word "lose" it reminds me of ALL my high school boyfriends, (with the exception of Jeremy *see comments,) who wrote, "I don't want to loose you" in silly high school love notes.  LOVED that!

I digress...

I bought a lovely Pilates Reformer WAY back in January of 2009. 

You guessed it.... from QVC.

AND I bet I've used it .....

well...not so much. 

Not as much as the lady selling it on QVC.  She looked awesome! 

Me?  Well, after a winter full of gingerbread cookies and pie....  Eh.  I could use some work.

HOWEVER....  the beach (and therefore the bikini) beckons exactly a month from today.

My plan is to use this

EVERY. DAY.

*smirk*

for the next month to see....

Does it work? 

Will it help make me...

longer...

leaner...

more flexible...

stronger...

tighter...

smarter.... er..No.

No help there.

We'll see. 

I'll keep you posted every week.

I may even post before and after pictures.

(But only if they're flattering.... or.. er..flattening.)

"I don't want to loose my readers."  ;)

OR else....

I'll just sell it on Craig's list.

UPDATE!*******************************************************

Well, I did Pilates last night for the first time in FOREVER.....

and I would compare my upper body strength to that of a 3 day old kitten.... (awww, kittens!)

~~ MEoW!~

Heart of Gold...

My husband gave me a carrot the other day.

But I couldn't eat it!

It was shaped like a heart!

So I put it back in the fridge...

Loveonice.

Oh...

After going to the vet

TWO

times...

Thirsty is feeling much better now.

Thank Goodness!

(The first picture is a Thirsty-Look-A-Like found at Cute Overload.)

Poor the kitty...

Thirsty is sick.
And I am worried sick about him!

Say a little kitty prayer for him?

Poor the kitty.

Baked Goods...

When they smile at you, it makes it harder to eat them.

Sweets!

Snow-pretty!

My husband..... and his camera.

Snow-Cream Forecast!

Raccoon Feast

The gingerbread remnants were left on the front porch in a box.

I found wet, sticky pieces one morning

on the floor.

I picked them up and wiped my fingers off on my jeans.

Dang dogs, I thought.

However,

that same night,

I found this:

Listen.... it's funny to hear them chew!

Ewww, I touched raccoon slobber!

(and now I'm pretty sure I have rabies.) heh!

Good times!

p.s. Do I really sound like that? Wow. That's annoying! ;)

Meta-morph-am-I...

If it were only that easy..... ;)

In the wash...

I love the smell of soap and fabric softener...

the low hum of the dryer...

and

the swishy~ swashy splashing

 of the

washing machine.

One day as a kid...

I was unfortunate 

to mixup 

which was the washer and which was the dryer.

We 

were getting ready for school 

when our 

DOG

puked on my sisters boots.  *snicker*

Mama told me to go put the dirty boots in the washer.

Whoops!

I put them in the dryer

adding

them to a load of *** clean clothes.***

Eww.

My bad.

(At least I didn't add Surf detergent to the dishwasher.)

Good job, Allison!  *smirk*

Messy!

Ah, yes.

Laundry.

Recently after I was married...

I washed a pair of dark socks with a load of white towels.

I don't remember now why I did this

because 

these particular socks had turned my new husband's feet

hobbit green.

Not just green, but hobbit green.

So, we had mint green towels, and my husband had mint green socks and underwear 

for a bit.

Oh, he was so happy about that....

Lately, I've been doing a pretty good job with our laundry.

(except for putting it up. It's an ongoing problem.)

But 

this is a bit of an enigma....

"Wash with like colors."

Really?  

Huh.

I have another one, but the last time I wore it, 

 my husband said,

"So there's Waldo!"

and then this one...

Brand new sweater.... one wash....now adorned with pills.

what's up with that?

and

I'm pretty sure 

this wasn't the shape it was in to begin with.

Tightness!

Maybe I shouldn't have dried it....

phooey.

Also, I have a bit of advice.

Don't let your cat try to jump on your spindly drying rack.

The cat always wins.  

Oh... and my New Years Resolution is...

My New Years resolution is:

To lay off QVC.  Really.  

It's time to put down the speed-buy button,

and realize that no amount of QVC crack 

will make me happy.  

No amount.

I will find happiness elsewhere.

But there is a Bare Escentuals show coming up....

oh...

oh crap.

Some things Never Change...

I'm not sure if it was because of my impending birthday...

or

if it was this beautiful picture

of Natalie Portman

(oh I love her...)

in my newest Marie Claire magazine....

but I became sickandtired of my

dark

saturated

multiwrongcolored

hair.

So I got a little wild "hair" myself...

(huh, what pun?)

and I bleached

and I bleach-ed....

and I colored

and

toned....

and then colored again

a few days later...

to end up with this!

Oooooooh!

That's different!

My niece...

(who has marvelous strawberry blond hair on her six year old little head, I might add)

asked me,

"Why did you do that to your hair?"

Ah, my dear....one day you will know.

or

maybe not.

Anyway.

But then.... I picked up my Marie Claire magazine again,

to admire how

close I had gotten to

Mrs. Natalie Portman's

lighter new do....

Pretty.

But then the very next page 

was this:

OH. MY. Goodness!

Must

Have

That 

Color!

AAAAHhehehehe!

(evil laugh!)

Finding joy...

Finding joy in moving on....

Merry Christmas to all and to all a....... wait, where'd it go?

On Christmas morning..

the house was all bright...

I started off rocky, but that was alright...

after coffee from Grove Park,

and fluffy bedroom-shoe boots...

my spirits became chipper...

I was ready for my loot...

My husband surprised me...

a gift that was so grand!

an Ed Hardy hairdryer...

oh what a MAN!

and just what I wanted

a Wii fit PLUS!

I thought you'd forgotten...

You're simply too much!

Thirsty was so pretty...

up under the tree...

and guess who turned 90?

Oh, our wonderful "B"!

Mom, gave her some earrings...

but it made Allison gag.

 Bmama didn't mind a bit...

she was so glad!

Time to open more gifts?

What a dream come true!

Wow, Laney what a doll..

she looks almost like you!

Then we plunged into our gifts...

Surprises abound!

Man, I make funny faces!

but don't make a sound!

I hope everyone's Christmas was a merry one indeed!

 it flew by so quickly...

 time to take down the tree!

 I'm so very sorry to all who read this entire post...

I promise never to do it again...

Lest in the comments I'll roast!