Friday, June 30, 2006


You should see me walk, I look pitiful! I'm still hobbling around like a little old woman. Of course I'm not that little and 50 ain't young, but I never suffered from arthritis or joint problems and I NEVER hobbled until I was attacked by that Foul Freezer Fowl. So much for a sexy strut, at least for a while.

The foot is sore and wearing shoes is a nightmare. I bet I tried on a dozen pairs before I found something that I could wear. Good thing I have a shoe fetish, at least I had a lot of options to choose from. The broken skin is in just the right position to be rubbed by everything but a pair of flip-flops. No matter what kind of Band-Aid I use, it won't stay on unless I wrap the entire foot in tape (making it look like the Mummy’s Foot out of some B-grade horror movie), which makes it impossible to walk without looking like a cripple.

The thing is, this weekend is the Stilh TimberSports at Point Mallard which I really wanted to go to. This is the first time it’s ever been held in the Southeast, and Karen, Donna and I had plans to go. Sweaty, hard-bodied men swinging axes and wielding chainsaws {{{sigh}}}. The events will be spread out and I know that I'll have to do a lot of walking. At least Donna has knee problems so I won’t be the only one having to take her time.

It takes more than a sore foot to keep this Junebugg down! I'll just hobble and limp my way through. Who knows, maybe some good-looking, chivalrous studly male will offer me his arm to lean on!

Wednesday, June 28, 2006


I've been flogged! Who knew that a well stocked freezer could be a health hazard?

When I went to put my new case of Sugar Free/Low Carb Vitatops in the freezer I was attacked by a monster-sized frozen chicken. The sucker leaped out from the top shelf, smacking the top of my foot hard enough to break the skin.

After doing a remarkable imitation of an Indian war dance, hopping around on one foot and screaming a few very choice fugly words (scaring the poor dog half to death) I hobbled in the house (the freezer is in an outside storage room) and announced to my son that I thought I had broken my foot. If I hadn't been in pain, the look on his face would have been priceless. I'm usually the doctor, not the patient.

After copious applications of ice and a few Aleve, I've decided that I just bruised the living hell out of it. It's still oozing blood and starting to turn colors that Crayola never manufactured but I believe that I'll live, although I doubt that I'll be wearing any shoes for a while.

Why does this shit always happen when I'm on vacation?

Tuesday, June 27, 2006


Karen and I went to the Concert in the Park on the Tennessee River in Decatur last night and the music was great! There was a cool breeze blowing, a nice crowd showed up and it seemed like everyone had a nice time. People were singing, tapping their feet and clapping while little kids put on a dance show to everyone's delight. Don't you wish everyone was as unselfconscious as kids!

We walked around the river walk for several hours. Unfortunately I was wearing sandals (I didn't plan to do quite that much walking) and I rubbed a sore spot on the side of my foot. Oh well, at least I got some exercise!

Tonight we went shopping. I bought all kinds of beauty products, gotta love TJ Max! Spa Essentials face cream with Sea Kelp & Olive Oil, Pretika Spa Facial Mask Regimen, Vinoderm night cream with Retinol Vitamin A, Jean Michelle eye serum, new shades of war paint and some wonderful scented candles to burn while I laze around in the tub (one is blood orange & ginger, the other one mandarin & cedar). So now if I can lose a few pounds, give myself a facial once in a while and make myself start wearing makeup, I'll be thin and beautiful (Yeah, right!).

Look out world, there's a new and improved Junebugg headed your way soon.

Sunday, June 25, 2006


Damn, sometimes working swing shift is a bitch! I really really really wanted to watch "Broken Trail" on AMC tonight (Sunday and Monday at 8, Eastern and Pacific times; 7, Central time). I've been watching the trailers and hoping that I'd get to see this 2 part mini-series. I grew up watching westerns and now-a-days they don't have good ones on TV like "Raw Hide" and "Wagon Train".

The plot involves young Chinese women who are rounded up and sold to an American intent on transporting them to the frontier to serve as prostitutes (they're all virgins so as to fetch a higher price) and along the way five of them end up in the custody of two flinty cowboys who are taking a herd of wild horses across the wilderness to Wyoming.

Here's the official "Broken Trail" website with videos and all that other good stuff. Here's an article that says "Fixing 'Broken Trail' TV: Unhappy with the first cut, star and producer Robert Duvall made his own". That's the first time that I heard that but if he did it, it's gotta be good. The man don't do trash. Maybe they'll do a repeat so I can watch it.

Robert Duvall is one of my favorite actors and he ain't bad for a "mature" man. What can I say, I always liked the tough guys. Pretty boys need to much TLC. I want a man who'll take care of me without worrying about messing up his hair!


Aleve is giving away a free workout DVD made especially for people with arthritis and/or joint problems. Go here and in the space where it asks for a UPC code enter: 325866513243. Just pick any recent day for the purchase date.

I don't know about y'all but I'm all for free stuff and I need to get off my ample ass and move around more!


One more day of work and then I'm FREE!!!!!!!!!!!! I have no idea what I'm going to do but IT AIN'T GONNA BE HIDE IN THE HOUSE.

Saturday, June 24, 2006


I've got to work midnights this weekend and then starting Monday I'M ON VACATION! Yes boys and girls, starting Monday I have an entire week off. Can't get called in, don't have to peek at the caller ID before answering the phone.

I don't have a trip planned but there should be something happening locally, it is the week before the 4th after all. I couldn't get the holiday off, so this was second choice.

Last night my sister Teresa and I went over to Karen's and indulged in trashy movies and copious amounts of alcohol. Female bonding at it's best. Mimosas, beer, fuzzy navels. Luckily I only live one mile away. I made it home just before midnight so I didn't turn into a pumpkin or anything.

Hope everyone has a good weekend.

BONUS: I've got a new link on the blogroll. Iris doesn't have comments enabled but when you read her site you'll know why. This girl goes into some VERY intimate details on her blog. Definitely not PG rated.

Thursday, June 22, 2006


She leaned over the counter in one of those classic pin-up girl poses, a pudgy 15 year old Lolita trying to look sexy. The full moons of both ass-cheeks fully exposed, her Daisy Duke cutoffs resembling a thong more than a pair of shorts. Lord knows where the crotch of the so-called shorts had gone to; it surely wasn't visible to the naked eye wedged as it was in the dark recesses between her juvenile thunder thighs. The blue Baby-T stopped at the bottom of her ribcage, rolls of fish belly white fat bulging out, totally filling the vast space between it and her short-shorts. The sad thing was, this little girl/wanta-be woman thought she looked good. You could tell by the way she wagged her butt at all the passing men, flipping her long hair and batting her overly made-up eyes at anyone she caught looking at her display.

Karen came by and dragged me out of the house and to a local indoor flea market; this was the first sight that met us when we walked in the door. I'm far from slim but I know better than to display my bodily sins to the world. Did this girl not look in the mirror before she left the house? Surely her mother didn't let her go out looking like that! While this look might have flown at the beach, it was soooo wrong for anywhere else!

Wednesday, June 21, 2006


I know I haven't posted lately, sorry 'bout that. I've just been in some kinda weird antisocial mood lately. I haven't been out much, haven't answered the phone or done anything but lay around napping and reading. This is the first time I've even logged onto the web in days.

Every things OK, I'm just being moody, must be the phase of the moon or maybe the Scorpio in me coming out. So far I'm self medicating with junk food and comfort food. I'll be back to normal soon, I promise.

Friday, June 16, 2006


Today was yard-work day. First, I've got one bitch:
$8 worth of gas and a five gallon gas-can is only around half full! Damn these gas prices, it costs a lot to mow 2 acres.

I walked behind a string trimmer until I ran out of energy (lots of trees to go around, you know) and still didn't get through. I got lots of exercise and lost gallons of sweat (temps were in the 90s), so I figure I got my exercise for the day. Chane rode the riding mower until he hit a root and ruined the blades, so I guess a trip to Lowes is in order tomorrow. At least he got most of the lawn cut first.

I promised the Grandson that if the weather was good we'd go spend the day on the Tennessee River in the morning. I've got to go and see if I own a bathing suit that I'm not ashamed to be seen in after I get off-line, I haven't worn one in a while! Once you hit a certain age and weight. bathing suites become the work of the Devil!

Thursday, June 15, 2006


Although it's the dreaded "bathing suit season" again, I'm not really worried about losing weight (although I'd be the first to admit that I need to!). BUT.......with the onset of age and all it's myriad health problems, plus the fact that several friends who are more-than-a-few years younger than me are having heart attacks, I've decided to try to get a little healthier. I'm already battling the smoking demon (it's an on-again off-again thang, but I'm winning so far) so now I've decided to try and eat a little healthier, exercise a bit more and maybe drop a pound or two in the process.

I started off using a diet page called Fit Day and it's nice; but all it really is, is a food log. I recently found a different one called Spark People that has a lot more bells and whistles. Both are free but Spark People is supposed to have been created by certified dieticians and fitness instructors. It has more to motivate you and a ton more information. Some of the extras are:

Calorie Counter & Meal Plans -Take the guesswork out of what to eat for your diet with these powerful customizable tools. {If you don't eat what's on the menu, you can enter what you did eat including customized entries for your own cooking. It counts calories and fat grams for you}
Personalized Fitness Plan & Exercise Demos - Burn calories and tone your muscles with routines you can do at home or at the gym {You don't have to buy any DVDs and such}
Active Support Message Boards - Get help from thousands of other people like you who are losing weight with SparkPeople.{These are great! I've met some nice people already}
Advice From Our Experts - Our free diet programs are designed by registered dieticians and personal trainers, who are also there to answer your questions.
Member Created Goal Groups-Find others with similar goals and work towards success together.
Recipes, Articles, Tips and More-Hundreds of articles and recipes to learn more about eating right, staying active, and sticking to your diet plan.
Much, Much More -We have too many features to list them all here, but other things you can get include a free personal homepage, a weight tracker and progress chart, an online journal, printable resources, and our SparkPoints motivation system, where you can even win prizes

I'm still learning my way around the site, but I'm amazed by the things that it offers for FREE!

Y'all wish me luck, I'm lazy, hedonistic and stubborn. It's not easy for someone who enjoys good food and hanging out with a great book to eat lite PLUS get off her ample ass and {GASP!} exercise!

Wednesday, June 14, 2006


Cover your eyes if you're squeamish! I know this is 2 posts in one day but I just had to steal borrow this picture from Patty at This That & Frog Hair! Some things are just too good not to share.
(click on photo to see larger view)

Don't you know this guy's going to wake up with sunburn in some tender places!!! The exposed asscheeks look as if they've sprouting shaver stubble ! And that hanging nutsack ....... UGH!


I found a place just begging for stories "designed to give readers tastes of what is inside of the dark minds of the horror writers around the blogosphere".

"Tastes of the darkness' is a carnival of horror flash fiction where each fortnight, one blogger will play host to a selection of flash fiction of the dark and disturbing."

Edition #1 of Tastes of the Darkness is now online at Benjamin Solah: Writer and Revolutionary. (There are several stories and some of them are amazingly good! Go check them out.)

Submissions are open now for edition #2. The theme is betrayal.

The site has some neat banners and buttons to link with.

Speaking of Horror Stories, I know that now-a-days you can find anything on the internet but I'm still constantly getting surprised at what I run up on. Lots of sites are kinda morbid, but it's like driving by a train wreck or car crash. You can't help but slow down and stare, trying to be nonchalant but guiltily hoping that you'll see something that'll make a shiver go down your back. It's why so many of us like horror movies, we like to be shocked, scared and grossed out. You know what I mean, that Adrenaline Rush thing.

Today I found, entirely by accident, Complete Audio of the Execution Tapes, the "complete collection of subpoenaed Georgia execution tapes, totaling more than eight hours of audio. These RealAudio files are transfers of the raw, unedited tapes. Some of the tapes begin after the execution has started or end before the procedure has been completed".

In 1998 audio tapes of 22 Georgia executions -- tapes recorded by members of the state's Department of Corrections for their own records -- entered the court record when criminal defense lawyer Mike Mears subpoenaed the tapes in a lawsuit he brought challenging the state's use of the electric chair.

I'm all for rehab and reform, but it's like going into surgery with gangrene, sometimes you just gotta cut out the rotten part to save the whole. I'm on the fence about the execution issue. I don't like to condone killing, but if some asshat harmed someone I cared about, I'd gladly throw the switch myself. Now they just shoot the bad guys up with an IV, but dead is dead, right?

Side note:Side note:On April 26, 2002 the state Governor of Alabama, Don Siegelman, signed a law making lethal injection the primary method of execution there providing that from July 1, 2002 condemned inmates in Alabama will be executed by injection unless they choose the electric chair. Alabama carried out the first electrocution of the new millennium when it put David Ray Duren to death for the robbery murder of a young girl on January 7, 2000. The "Yellow Momma", as Alabama's chair is known (pictured left) was last used on the May 10, 2002 for the execution of Lynda Lyon Block .

Tuesday, June 13, 2006


My newest favorite quote is from Jeff Foxworthy. He's describing the way most (redneck) men look at a large/heavy woman who has self-confidence and a sexy attitude. Here's what goes through his mind (although he wouldn't admit it) as he watches her strut her stuff by him.


Monday, June 12, 2006


I should have known that it being Monday, something had to go wrong!!
The day started out fine. 3:30 AM - the alarm scares the hell out of me (I wish someone would invent a kinder, gentler alarm that would still wake me up!). Sweet Thang spent the night so we both stagger out of bed, inhale a couple cups of java each, attempt to look semi-presentable, grab lunch and head out the door at 4 AM.

SHIT! He's locked his keys in his truck, WHICH IS PARKED BEHIND ME! I'm parked in my carport with no way to get out, his spare truck-key is at home, but his spare house-key is in the truck along with the one on the truck key ring (???) and even if it was in his pocket I have no way to take him to his house to fetch his spare truck-key because he's blocked me in. I don't give a rat's ass if he's late but I gotta get to work. Mama's got bills to pay!!! {{{{DEEP BREATH}}}}

So we have to call his Dad (who fortunately loves me AND has a key to Sweet Thang's house) to come and get he-who-blocked-me-in, take him to get the spare truck key and bring him back so I can escape from my carport and go to work.

I made it on time (barely) but only because we live just a few miles apart and I drove like a bat-out-of-hell getting here. It's kinda sad/funny when a man is 46 years old and his Dad is still rescuing him.

The man owes me big-time! Hell, I'm 50 and all this stress ain't helping me in my hard-fought-but-losing battle against age spots, gray hair and wrinkles. I think I feel new gray sprouting just thinking about it and I haven't looked in the mirror since I got here. I'm afraid of what I might see!

So how is your Monday?

Sunday, June 11, 2006


Bitichitude has a new website for her fantastic photography (She's a Pro, ya know) and everyone is invited to check it out. Click below to see the Lady from Hawaii's stuff.

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Bitichitude's invite reads:

You are all hereby cordially invited to come visit me at my new electronic establishment: 808 Stock Photography. Account sign up is free, and you will receive a discount code good for one or two digital downloads (depending on size) that you can use as screensavers, backgrounds, 1 web template, or even a generous print run if you need something in the business arena. (note: all downloads, free or not are still subject to license terms).

Her pictures are awesome. Even if you don't want to buy something, go by, tell her congratulations and meet a wonderful woman from the islands.

Saturday, June 10, 2006


OK, so I'm late as usual. This has been around for a while but I just watched it last night. I was flicking channels and stumbled upon Showtime's "Masters of Horror" series, this time showing Homecoming (which premiered December 2). "Homecoming" is a bluntly anti-Operation Iraqi Freedom political satire where soldiers killed in war rise from the dead to vote the President who sent them to a useless war out of office.

Joe Dante (Director of "The Howling" and "The Gremlins") has worked with Roger Corman, Steven Spielberg and John Sayles, among others & knows how to mix humor, satire, parody and horror into one big ball of wax. But this time he focuses his droll and horrifying creative talent squarely on how our soldiers were betrayed by Bush, Cheney and their cast of cynical, devious ship of fools. "Homecoming" is such a devastating evisceration of their lies and contempt for the American public that the right wing echo chamber would howl it off of the major stations. You won't have to wait but a moment to meet the Ann Coulter character or the Karl Rove stand in. And Dante's recreation of a television celebrity pundit "news" program is so real, it's eerie -- which is about right for a horror film.

Go read the link. "Homecoming" is the best anti-Bush piece I've ever seen, if you get the chance, watch it. I was amazed at how direct and straight forward the message was. This ain't horror, folks. It's what should happen if all things were equal and the people who pay the price for greed and stupidity could come back and tell us their stories. You can actually buy "Homecoming from Amazon.

*Dante’s Inferno: The Necessary Satire of Homecoming
*Lessons from the Undead: How Film and TV Zombies Teach Us About War

Friday, June 09, 2006


Violence broke out today at the home of Miz Junebugg in Lawrence County, Alabama as hostilities increased between the infamous factions of Dead-Eye Drennon and Quick-Draw Quin. Both gunmen were armed with high-powered WOW (weapons of water, reportedly bought at the local Dollar store) and the fighting was fast and furious. This reporter took her life in her hands to bring you these shots of the action. Click on the pictures to see a larger view.

Here you have an action shot of the villains as Miz Junebugg crept close to the battle, risking terminal wetting and messed up hair. See what dangers I'll brave for y'alls entertainment! (notice that Dead-Eye Drennon has dimples on his butt!)
It seems that both shooters have ran out ammo and need to reload.
Face off between the pint-sized warriors.
Innocent civilians were endangered as the battle escalated and moved to the deck.

Thursday, June 08, 2006


I think Blogger has gone schizophrenic! It wants to work. It makes extravagant promises (must be male). It tries. It starts to pull up a page (the damn tease) and then BAM! Page Not Found. Please know that if you haven't heard from me that I tried, I really did, but Blogger cut me short. (gives the finger and a loud raspberry to Blogger).

I've gotten so pissed off that all the thoughts and ideas for a post have flown out of my head and I need to cool off, so I'm going to give you 2 versions of my favorite homemade ice-cream recipe (I've got the weekend off and plan to make a tub full). One is fat/sugar free but wonderful. The other is the same recipe but with all the good stuff left in. Enjoy.


*2 large boxes of instant pudding mix (the flavor will determine the flavor of the ice cream)
*2 cans evaporated milk or 1 quart of cream or half & half.
*whole milk
*Optional: various flavorings or extracts (I like to add a tablespoon each of good vanilla extract and butter flavoring. It makes the ice cream richer). Chopped fruit, crushed cookies, nuts, etc if desired.

Mix pudding mixes, cream & optionals. Pour into ice cream freezer and top off with milk. Goof off while it freezes. Pig out on some of the best ice cream you've ever eaten. I like to mix cheesecake pudding mix and fresh strawberries. Make up your own combination.

Note: Do not mix the pudding mixes and cream early, it'll set up and be yucky.


*2 large boxes sugar free instant pudding mix
*2 cans evaporated skim milk or 1 quart of Land O'Lakes fat free Half & Half (this stuff is WONDERFUL!)
*Skim Milk ( I like Purity Fat Free Acidophilus Milk. It has body and isn't thin and blue looking like most skim milk. My family has never noticed that I switched from whole milk with this one.)

The rest is the same as the above recipe. Believe me people, you will hardly be able to tell the difference. The pudding mix makes this ice cream smoother and creamier than most and it freezes faster. Who said that you have to give up everything good to go on a diet.

EXTRA: You can get a free Workout DVD from Nike [link]. Under the workout menu - click the dance personality quiz - then click take the quiz. The form requires only your name and address

Wednesday, June 07, 2006


All that talk in my last post about cameras and funnel clouds reminded me of this picture my friend Tony sent to me the other day. It's a real photograph, I checked it out at Snopes.

Breath taking, isn't it! Mother Nature in all her wrath and glory! Click on the picture for a larger view.

I was so awe-struck by the imagery that I've got it for my desktop background now.

Tuesday, June 06, 2006

20 Ways to Know if You're a True Alabamian...

Everywhere I go, people hear my voice and exclaim "You must be from Alabama!". While it's true that 'Bama is considered the heart of the South you'll find almost the same accent and customs in most of our fine southern states.

Several of these 20 apply to some of y'all Yankees as well. Come on, admit it-Y'all can be just as redneck as the rest of us! I read somewhere that one of the signs of good mental health is the ability to laugh at yourself, and we Southerners have been doing that forever!

1. You can properly pronounce Conecuh, Cahaba, Opelika, Sylacauga, Oneonta, and Eufaula.
2. You think people who complain about the heat in their states are sissies.
3. A tornado warning siren is your signal to go out in the yard and look for a funnel. {Most of the people I know keep the video camera charged just for this reason!}
4. You know that the true value of a parking space is not determined by the distance to the door, but by the availability of shade.
5. Stores don't have bags or shopping carts, they have sacks and buggies.
6. You've seen people wear bib overalls at funerals. {We buried our Dad in his overalls, that's what he would have wanted. After all, since it's for eternity, he should be comfortable.....}
7. You think everyone from a bigger city has an accent.
8. You measure distance in minutes.
9. You go to the lake because you think it is like going to the ocean.
10. You listen to the weather forecast before picking out an outfit. {That's just good common sense!}
11. You know cowpies are not made of beef.
12. Someone you know has used a football schedule to plan their wedding date. {I also know someone who used NASCAR to schedule a wedding}
13. You have known someone who has a belt buckle bigger than your fist. {We got a lot of cowboys and truck drivers down here!}
14. You aren't surprised to find movie rental, ammunition, beer, and bait all in the same store.{Hey, we invented One-Stop-Shopping!}
15. A Mercedes Benz isn't a status symbol- A Chevy Silverado Extended Bed Crew Cab is. {Bonus points if it's a 4X4}
16. You know everything goes better with Ranch Dressing.
17. You learned how to shoot a gun before you learned how to multiply.
18. You actually get these jokes and are "fixin'" to send them to your friends.
19. You have used your heater and air-conditioner in the same day!

You are 100% Alabamian if you have ever had this conversation:
20. "You wanna coke?" "Yeah." "What kind?" "Dr Pepper."

Y'all have a nice day now, ya hear!

P.S. Some of the folks who played the ABC game have posts up. Go and give them a holler.
Sandy had "A"
Pammy had "B"
Dan had "F"

Sunday, June 04, 2006


We've all done Memes, seems that the same old repetitive things keep circulating around the blogsphere. But wait, don't despair! Winston over at Nobody Asked is promoting what I consider one of the most interesting questions I've seen yet. He starts out with:

"John over at Blog Meridian is one of my favorite blogosphere arrangers (his description) who often has a refreshingly different take on the world as he sees it. He poses this question, which he says was not meant as a meme, but it is one of those important questions that should circulate the blogosphere. Since it is not a typical meme, I'll just call it a yuyu....... "

Now here's the question:

Are you this way because
you blog?
Or do you blog because you
are this way?

Here's what I answered in Winston's comments (I admit that I've edited and polished it up a little before posting here on my site):

BOTH. I think blogging makes me even more of the person I already am, or maybe it allows some of the inner-me that other people don't see (damn, that rhymes!) room to stretch and get out in the open where others can see what I usually hide in the dark corners of my mind.

Blogging makes me think, because others write about ideas and things which I've never come up with on my own, things that give me that wonderful "Ah Ha" moment. I swear sometimes you can actually see one of those cartoon light bulbs go off over my head!

Blogging makes me more creative, because I have to struggle to put my sometimes incoherent thoughts into words that others will understand. Blogging makes me exercise my mind and we all know that Doctors claim that's what keeps you young and mentally spry. Believe me, I need all the help I can get, neither Alzheimers and Senile Dementia sound like something I would enjoy.

This question kinda reminds me of that famous French philosopher Rene Descartes saying, "Cogito ergo sum" (I think therefore I am), that has sparked so many debates over the years.

What about y'all? Tell us.......

Are you this way because
you blog?
Or do you blog because you
are this way?

Saturday, June 03, 2006


"Write ten words beginning with the letter you've been given. Include an explanation of what each word means to you and why. If you want to play, ask for a letter in the comments section and I'll issue you a letter".

I know that most of y'all have seen this meme floating around the blogsphere and the lovely Mar assigned me the letter "C". Let's "C" what words I can come up with that pertain to Junebugg.......

1) CHEERFUL, which I am most of the time. I'm a happy-go-lucky kinda gal unless someone pisses me off and then I get.......
2) CRANKY. Yes, I have a temper, most Scorpios do. But remember that if you try to boss me around I get.......
3) CANTANKEROUS. If you want me to do something, ask me, I aim to please most of the time. Just don't try to give me orders because I'll probably do right the opposite for pure spite. When it comes to men, I'm somewhat.......
4) CONFUSED and.......
5) CONFLICTED. I can't seem to get this relationship stuff down. Men make great friends, but somehow I wind up supporting most of the ones that I date for any length of time, which sucks because I AIN'T YOUR MAMA and I do not need any more.......
6) CHILDREN to take care of. I already have a 31-year-old son who won't leave home and a 6-year-old grandson who I adore even through he's at the house most of the time (talk about no privacy!). That's why I'm.......
7) CAUTIOUS when it comes to relationships of all kinds. All this is not as bad as it sounds because when it comes to the things that matter to me: my friends, my job, or my family, I'm.......
8) COMMITTED. Of course, some people (you know who you are) say that I should be committed (as in the loony bin) because I've been accused of being just a little.......
9) CRAZY. I prefer to think of it as being unique. Who wants to be just like everyone else? Of course you can tell from all that that I have a lot of self-
10) CONFIDENCE in most situations except maybe when it comes to my looks (age will do that to you.) I'm good at........
11) CRISIS SITUATIONS because when the shit hits the fan I'm.......
12) CALM........
13) COOL and.......
14) COLLECTED. I tend to fall apart after all the brouhaha is over with if I do it at all. I guess that's why everyone always puts me in charge of the shit jobs.

Sorry folks, I got started and couldn't stop! You even got a few bonus "C" Words. If you wanta play, just say so in the comment section.

Thursday, June 01, 2006


I was cruising BlogMad and found the site, You Drunk As Hell. It states:

While You Drunk As Hell does not intend by any means to encourage you to go out and get drunk as hell, we do however encourage you to submit via email photos of yourself and/or your friends behaving like asses while drunk as hell. Thank you.

People actually send in pictures of themselves and their friends in a sorry state, the following pictures are some of the examples. I can't help it, I laughed so hard that Diet Dew came out of my nose!

God, I actually remember back when I was young and dumb enough to do this kinda shit! Thank goodness I outgrew it. I still party but now I know my limits, but it's plain that these people don't.

When nobody loves you but the pole.

When it's just not your night


I guess Y'all have seen the "Letter Game" going on around the blogsphere lately where the rules are: "Write ten words beginning with the letter you've been given. Include an explanation of what each word means to you and why". Mar has kindly assigned me the letter "C" but I don't have time to play right at this minute, so I'll leave this little tidbit to keep you entertained while I go bill paying and grocery shopping.
----- Only a Southerner knows the difference between a hissie fit and a conniption fit, and that you don't "HAVE" them, you "PITCH" them.

Only a Southerner knows how many fish, collard greens, turnip greens, peas, beans, etc., make up "a mess."

Only a Southerner can show or point out to you the general direction of "yonder."

Only a Southerner knows exactly how long "directly" is, ... as in: "Going to town, be back directly."

Even Southern babies know that "Gimme some sugar" is not a request for the white, granular sweet substance that sits in a pretty little bowl in the middle of the table.

All Southerners know exactly when "by and by" is. They might not use the term, but they know the concept well.

Only a Southerner knows instinctively that the best gesture of solace for a neighbor who's got trouble is a plate of hot fried chicken and a big bowl of cold potato salad. If the neighbor's trouble is a real crisis, they also know to add a large banana puddin!

Only Southerners grow up knowing the difference between "right near" and "a right far piece." They also know that "just down the road" can be 1 mile or 20.

Only a Southerner, both knows and understands, the difference between a redneck, a good ol' boy, and po' white trash.

No true Southerner would ever assume that the car with the flashing turn signal is actually going to make a turn.

A Southerner knows that "fixin" can be used as a noun, a verb, or an adverb.

Only Southerners make friends while standing in lines, ... and when we're "in line," ... we talk to everybody!

Put 100 Southerners in a room and half of them will discover they're related, even if only by marriage.

In the South, Y'all is singular, .... all Y'all is plural.

Southerners know grits come from corn and how to eat them.

Every Southerner knows tomatoes with eggs, bacon, grits, and coffee are perfectly wonderful; that red eye gravy is also a breakfast food; and that fried green tomatoes are not a breakfast food.

When you hear someone say, "Well, I caught myself lookin'," you know you are in the presence of a genuine Southerner!

Only true Southerners say "sweet tea" and "sweet milk." Sweet tea indicates the need for sugar and lots of it -- we do not like our tea unsweetened. "Sweet milk" means you don't want buttermilk.

And a true Southerner knows you don't scream obscenities at little old ladies who drive 30 MPH on the freeway. You just say,"Bless her heart" ... and go your own way.

To those of you who are still a little embarrassed by your Southerness: Take two tent revivals and a dose of sausage gravy and call me in the morning. Bless your heart!
And to those of you who are still having a hard time understanding all this Southern stuff, ... bless your hearts, I hear they are fixin' to have classes on Southernness as a second language!

And for those that are not from the South but have lived here for a long time, all Y'all need a sign to hang on y'alls front porch that reads "I ain't from the South, but I got here as fast as I could."

Bless your hearts, ...Y'all have a blessed day.