Drunken Snowmen And Other Brilliant Ideas

Speaking of huge snowballs, did I ever tell you about the time I thought it would be a great idea to "shovel" my driveway using a snowball instead of a shovel? Oh yes, I am indeed that much of a genius!

I started at the concrete pad in front of the driveway and started pushing the thing and when I got halfway down the driveway, it got too big for me to push anymore! GARRR! Maybe you thought ahead and knew immediately that this would be the result, but I am not always prone to think around corners, and so I just plunged in merrily rolling my snowball and got stuck. The thing was, I couldn't even roll it off the driveway at that point because it was stuck between two houses and the only space between the two houses was driveway. I could only roll it forward, except of course, I was not strong enough to do such a thing.

So I waited, stranded at home, since I couldn't drive my car out of the driveway, feeling like a complete lunatic, until a friend came along (maybe I called her) and I begged for enlisted her help and we rolled it out far enough that it could be rolled into the yard.

Of course, this is me we're talking about, so the story doesn't end there. No no, I had another brilliant and clever idea! I thought it would be really cool to have a HUGE snowman out in my front yard. The bottom was already done! So I started or maybe it was We at that point, I don't remember if my friend was part of this or not. She might leave us that info in the comments. Anyway, I or we started to roll another snowball for the middle. And it was lovely, except that it was too big to lift up onto the gigantic base, so there was no choice but to make the snow man a laying down snowman. Passed Out Snowman, I think we called it.

Passed Out Snowman was so huge, that he remained passed out in the yard well after all the rest of the snow had melted away as a continued reminder of my superior intelligence!

Thanky Thinks And Other Fumes

Still high on the fumes of my very first Turkey Baking experience, I thought I'd lurk around on some blogs, and visited a very old friend, RLP. I landed on THIS POST, and I think you might enjoy it too, go read!! go read!!

Ya, I say old friend because back in the day before he got all famous and everything, he actually was very encouraging when I was starting this blog. I now use that as a very big name dropping opportunity and tell everyone I "knew" him ?Back When".

Back to the fumes - Thanksgiving dinner went off with only minor hitches, and tasted wonderful if I do say so myself. I've never baked a turkey before!! And it was like baking a chicken on steroids. No problemo.

There's still pumpkin pie to enjoy later, when we aren't so STUFFED!

We have so much to be thankful for, as we always have. This year, Sam's First Thanksgiving, was not as dreamy as I might have thought it would be, if I'd thought about it ahead of time, which I did not because I was thinking about cooking a big BIRD and lots of other dinner items. He was fussy, and sort of on edge, and that made the start of dinner not so fun, but he got over it and so did we. I think we might have gotten at least one good family dinner table pic with him in it, so that's cool.

I got to thinking how I used to think that if I had everything just so I would be so very happy. If I had the right silverware, if everything matched, if the candles were placed just so. I used to think that if my bra was the right color light pink to match my socks and my teal shirt went with my cream colored jeans just so I would feel really happy that I matched all the way down to my skin even if everyone else didn't know that. I thought that would make me feel really great. And I thought that if that one curl didn't go the right way I was going to have a ruined day.

I still want everything to look nice. I still like that feeling, but I realize that I do have the silverware I really really wanted. And you know what? It's too heavy, and if it drops on the table, it puts a dent in our perfect table that we really really wanted. And those cream colored jeans that went perfectly with my teal shirt got BW3 Hot Wing Sauce on them at somebody's 30th birthday party and THAT made me feel really sad. So, now I'd love to get some different silverware, and I don't have any cream colored jeans, and the teal shirt is now getting threadbare because you know I got it back when Macy's was called HUDSON's in our area.... And that's a long long time ago.

These things are so fleeting and superficial. I'm thankful for them, but I'm thankful more for a great husband, a loving family, and an amazing little boy who cries at the dinner table!

Up Your Nose With some Hydrogen Peroxide!

Mr. Samson's neck issues are finally a thing of the past, we think -- look at that!! I found him this way in his crib one day, on his own. No longer must we "force" him to exercise his neck! His Torticollis is much better and our lazy days are OVER! This little guy gets around by rolling and scooting and he's keeping us very busy.

Last week, we all had colds. We got over them pretty fast, but it wasn't any fun in the meantime.

I remembered a self-cure I tried once that I am finally able to confess. It took me a long while to be able to talk about this issue with anyone outside my close circle of friends and family but now, this is beginning to be funny and I don't mind sharing it.

It all started with the Internet. I know I shouldn't get important health information from just anywhere on the internet, but I was reading about how some folks believe that the flu (and maybe cold viruses) enter through the ears and not the eyes, mouth or nose, like commonly thought. I thought hM. Why not? So I looked around at other sites and found out it's OK to clean ones ears with Hydrogen Peroxide. I have used the stuff for years on cuts and scrapes to clean them out and help them heal so I thought why not? So I dropped some in my ears once when I felt a cold or flu virus coming on. It fizzed and popped for a long time, I dumped it out, and repeated until there was no fizzing. My ears were clean as a whistle, and I at least THOUGHT I felt better.

It worked like a charm, so I expanded on that thought and began to think that if a Rhinovirus is in the nose, maybe I could kill the virus by putting Hydrogen Peroxide up my nose. So I tried that. I put it on a Q-tip and let the stuff bubble and foam and that was pretty cool. Rinsed with Saline Solution and repeated until I felt it was pretty clean. Again, I thought I felt a little better. I certainly wasn't congested!

Then I had an even MORE BRILLIANT idea that perhaps I should get the hydrogen peroxide higher UP into my nose! I could really kill off more of those germs lurking around in those crannies! So I put some in a medicine dropper and SQUIRT! Up my nose! I immediately regretted my decision, as it foamed and popped in places that shouldn't be foaming and popping! It HURT!! My nose bled just a little for about 3 days and was raw and sore for about a week!

Lesson Learned. There's a reason the bottle says that it's not to be taken internally.

What about you? Maybe you've got a stupid bizarre self -healing attempt you could write a post about or leave here in the comments. I doubt I'm alone in this entirely!

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In a Word
1. Yourself: tired
2. Your boyfriend/girlfriend: husband
3. Your hair: wet
4. Your mother: kind
5. Your father: tall
6. Your favorite item: undecided
7. Your dream last night: teeth
8. Your favorite drink: margarita
9. Your dream car: mercedes
10. The room you are in: green
11. Your ex: weird
12. Your fear: water
13. What you want to be in 10 years: supermom
14. Who you hung out with last night: friends
15. What you're not: scissors
16. Muffins: big
17: One of your wish list items: candles
18: Time: 6:16
19. The last thing you did: shower
20. What you are wearing: black
21. Your favorite weather: cool
22. Your favorite book: numerous
23. The last thing you ate: popcorn
24. Your life: good
25. Your mood: party!
26. Your best friend (s): amazing!
27. What are you thinking about right now: PARTY!
28. Your car: CRV
29. What are you doing at the moment: TYPING
30. Your summer: HOT
31. Your relationship status: happy
32. What is on your tv: football
33. What is the weather like: cold
34. When is the last time you laughed: today

OOPS!

Last night as I was going out to my car my neighbor shouted out to me from behind her bushes, "Is tomorrow Recycling day?"
I thought for a second and answered "No, I think they came last week so this week isn't it!"
She said "OH GOOD! THANK YOU!!!"

Wrong. It is Recycling Day!

I'm such a good neighbor!!

Holy Water Thinky Thoughts

Ok folks, you might want to get a cup of coffee or a beer or whatever, cause this is a long one. I'm thinking about some stuff that makes me feel like I'm drinking from a fire hose here, and I just thought I'd let you in on some of it.

Last night, we watched the movie What The Bleep Do We Know!?. If you haven't seen it yet, and are willing to have the top of your mind possibly blown off, then go for it.

We were talking afterward about how much of what is said in the movie is not new, but is ancient wisdom, but now some science is allowing room for some of this mystical stuff. A lot of it dovetails very neatly with a lot of other things I've been thinking/pondering/discussing/reading lately.

For instance, in the movie, the idea of water acting as a mirror and being "sensitive" to the vibes around it was talked about. Most people are aware that words have power. But one experiment shows some very interesting "signs" of that. A guy took bottles of water and wrote words on the bottle such as Thank You or Love and then took pictures of the water crystals as they froze. They formed very beautiful crystals very easily. He also took bottles of water and wrote things on them such as You Make Me Sick and took pictures as the crystals formed when that water was frozen. The result was a mass of unformed crystals that was not orderly at all. Go HERE if you want to see photos, read a little more about that.

This is not to say that Water has Consciousness but that water can be materially responsive to what is going on around it. The next question was, that if the human body is more than 50% water, then this can really make one think. What if what we say to ourselves, to each other, has an effect on the water in us? At least temporarily. And then, what if, over time our cells are being hydrated with this water? How does that affect us over time?

So when I get irritated and call my cat Dumbass maybe I'm molecularly affecting him even if he doesn't know what a dumbass is? hm..... (I wonder what that water crystal would look like?)

This could be at least a partial explanation for a lot of things, I guess.
It made me think of "Holy Water" in a different way. I've always sort of snorted at such a thought. Water blessed by some Priest or Holy Person is going to be different - um.... HOW?
But maybe? Maybe it is?

And maybe people blessed by you or by me - can be affected on the molecular level because of this. This isn't an entirely new thought to me... I understand that blessings are good and that we can bless each other or pray for each other and send good warm fuzzy vibes to each other to make the world a better place. I thought of it in purely spiritual terms and to be honest I'm not sure I've had a huge amount of faith in it lately. Maybe I've gotten a little jaded.

Recently I read in a book that teaching our kids about sin should be a lot more about teaching them that we are all connected and that what we do affects each other - sometimes deeply. I buy into that. Some kids (myself included) don't simply want to do the "right thing" just because someone says it's the "right thing". Whoop - dee - doo. They're not wired that way. Some people are wired that way. I suppose at the child's level sometimes all they understand is that if you do that, it will affect you because I will make it affect you! However, if we mature as we should, we learn to care about what other people feel and to understand that we are not the only person in the universe.

A lot of times we're taught about Sin on a very Individualistic level. You do something that makes you feel guilty, you hide it. You go to the priest maybe in private and confess it. Or if you're protestant, you confess it to Jesus in Private. How nice and neat. Me and God. No one has to know. I've done this thousands of times. But what if we're taught about sin on a more connected level? I wonder how the bottle of water would react if I lied to it. I wonder if water would be the best lie detector ever? And what if our lies (or whatever else) affect us so much more than we realize. Not just our own selves but those around us who don't even know that anything is amiss?

Additionally I'm beginning to wonder if, theoretically, Spirit is what occupies the space between atoms electrons and protons and cells and molecules, and between us and between air molecules and between pollution molecules, then we are indeed very connected, and what we do affects each other a lot more than we might want to think. Quantum Physics leaves room for this. Science meets Spirit, so to speak.

This is not new to a lot of spiritualities, but I have always thought of it as "new agey". However, if science is finding these things to be more likely at least.... it makes it easier to fit my mind around it. Because I'm still stuck in that more rational place, where I want proof. I'm ok not having proof of God or of Jesus' deity and stuff like that. But I like it when someone can show that yes indeed, there is some biological or chemical or physical affect here for some of this mystical stuff. We don't understand it but we can see the affects. Maybe we're using microscopes instead of fleeces to ask for signs that we're on the right track.

Interesting

Read this yesterday:

Einstein once said: "I cannot believe that God would choose to play dice with the universe."
Niels Bohr responded: "Einstein, don't tell God what to do."

Context: They were discussing, basically, whether or not one could predict exactly the movements of protons - or something like that. Einstein believed one could do such a thing, and Bohr believed one could not.

I Voted For Pedro

Went to the Poles this morning. I did not see a single Pole.

We voted - that is, Sam went with me and he got the sticker that says I Voted.

The voting booth changed since last time so I didn't know what to do. I lifted up the bottom of it trying to see where to stick my ballot so I could punch it. No place for that. I felt my face turn all red as I realized how funny that must have looked! haha... That would be why the big sign said "COLOR YOUR CIRCLES IN COMPLETELY!"

My Obituary

I love this! (Thanks, Mindy!)

'What" will your obituary say?' at QuizGalaxy.com

Shriek!? I hope I don't Shriek!! But Paris Hilton!? HAAAHAHAHAAA!! Too funny.

I think Paris Hilton would find me incredibly boring.

And that's just fine with me.

Checks and Balances

Yesterday I found an old check register of mine. It was sort of fun to look through it. It reminded me that I only paid 470 a month in rent for the apartment I lived in at that time, and it shows all the vet bills I paid for Mocha when I first got her. She had all kinds of stuff going on.

There was the The Big Comfy Chair that was WAY too BIG for my living room. Looking back, I think I paid way too much for that thing, but it was a great chair! But it was almost bigger than my couch! Being somewhat challenged in the area of spatial relations, I stood in the store thinking "Yup, this chair will go PERFECTLY!!" Once it was home, it dwarfed the room and took over everything. Still, I loved being able to sit sideways in it with my head resting against one arm and my legs dangling over the other one. Great reading position, and great for watching Friends and CSI!

The record spans from 1999 to 2002. My hair guy's name was Clayton. I had forgotten that. I went to him for a few years until he started insisting on making me look old. Then I went to a Korean lady named Yon Sook. She used a razor to cut my hair. I thought that was really progressive. She was also cheaper than Clayton yet somehow understood that I was not yet 30 - she didn't need to give me old lady haircuts!!

I bought a bike rack from Nat at work for $25 and I never used it. I thought I was going to. But instead I hung it in the garage, and finally sold it at a garage sale right before I sold the house. The checks for all the buying of the house business are in there too. I paid an inspector to inspect the house, and I paid the realtor, and I paid my mom back for some of the closing costs that I borrowed. My first house. Housing for me went from $470 a month to $600 a month. Still not bad! And I only paid 8.74 a month for basic cable service. Cool deal!

I guess it's a little like a diary. Who knew a check register would be a trip down memory lane?

Zoolander Halloween!

Sam is imitating Zoolander!

He's also refusing to smile because his silly Mommy was trying to take a picture of him while he was hungry. Duh. 6 O'Clock, Mom!!!

Of course AFTER he ate, when he would have been smiling, there were bananas and yogurt all over the outfit, so no more picture taking.