Wednesday, January 23, 2008


Thanks to Nina of the Reader blog:

7 Weird things about me...

1.) I can't stand paper on the floor. It's an anal retentive thing that drives me nuts. My best friend used to throw crumpled up paper on the floor to stop me from ranting about things because she knew I would stop immediately and pick up said paper.

2.) I also can't stand things that are askew. See above.

3.) I pick my nails. Constantly. I am always ripping off hangnails or peeling my nails back when they start to peel on their own.

4.) I gag every morning on anything that hits the back of my throat including the toothbrush, food, and cigarette smoke.

5.) I hate getting food on myself. It's not a minor inconvenience to me, and it isn't about feeling like a slob. It OFFENDS me to get food on myself, and I've been known to change clothes immediately, sometimes taking my 15 min break at work to run home and do so. See number 1.

6.) I used to have 55 rats when I was involved in rodent rescue. It took 3 hours every Saturday to clean their cages.

7.) I'm 5'8" tall and I have extremely small bone structure. I have a 5 1/2 inch wrist (average is 7") and I wear a size 4 1/2 ring on my left hand. It's almost impossible to find rings and bracelets that fit.

Thursday, January 03, 2008

New Addiction

So I've become addicted to

I've started submitting. Here's my most recent. Enjoy:

funny pictures
moar funny pictures

Tuesday, January 01, 2008

Out with a Bang

Rich walked into the kitchen last night to find me with my arm down our dog Ginny's throat.

I had dropped a hot wing on the floor, and I'm sure everyone knows that dogs cannot eat cooked chicken bones because if they chew them, they'll splinter and can possibly kill the dog.

So I dropped it and Ginny, who is a sneak and faster than Superman, snarfed it up within 1 second. I know this was how long it took because I timed it. I literally in my head did the One Mississippi count, and hadn't even passed "Miss" when it was gone down her throat. I just wasn't fast enough to grab it back up. So I figured I'd do the next best thing, and to her surprise I pushed up my sleeve and shoved my hand and arm down her throat trying to retrieve it before it could cause any damage.

This is when Rich walked in and said, "Are you doing this because she ate it and you're worried, or are you doing this because you weren't done eating it yet?"

So I gave up, pulled my arm back out of her throat, and washed my hand and arm off with Dawn. Dawn gets off everything, even dog saliva.

So this was how 2007 ended for me. I went to bed shortly thereafter. I'd love to hear how everyone else's year ended, so comment away.....