What Not To Do While On the Computer

Today I learned a valuable lesson. Do NOT sneeze with coffee in your mouth, especially while typing on computer keyboard.

I came home from garage saleing, and my computer was randomly deleting files because my keyboard malfunctioned.

Immediate call to Mr. M. the computer guy, I love him, he says "go in the basement and get the extra keyboard and call me after you hook it up.  If still not working I will bring home a new one." 

Obviously it works or I would not be here.  And all I wanted to do was look up the words to the chicken dance, I just can NOT get it out of my head.  Well no time for that, I have to go back and pick up all my bargains, had to make two trips.  I love town wide garage sales.

Coffee Chat

Ladies, I thought I would let you know that I am doing an interview with Blossom today in Coffee Chat on my blog.  I am drawing names out of a hat to see who is next.

How not to move.

Do not attempt to have your children help you pack. View this as your opportunity to divest your household of it's vast assortment of broken Breyer horses and Playmobil pirates. This is best done without witnesses.

Don't move things you don't like. It's not going to have a place in your new place any more than it does in your current place. Bless* someone else with it.

*I always love how home ec gurus use this word, as if giving your ugly plastic placemats to your unsuspecting sister-in-law is really a blessing...bwahahahaha....


Don't buy 4 or 12 gallons of mismixed paint just before your husband comes back from a trip and leave them where he can see them and has the opportunity to ask "why in the !@#$% are we buying that just so we can move it?". I'm just sayin'.

Don't go to Costco and spend $50 or $200 just before your husband comes back from a trip and leave the stuff where he can see it and has the opportunity to ask "why in the !@#$%$ are we buying that just so we can move it?". I'm just sayin'.

Do not plan your move to a vacation destination over the Fourth of July holiday weekend, unless you have superhuman strength and can carry your china cabinet yourself.

Do not tell your dog you are moving, unless you want her to come down with a cold and an ear hematoma and need a trip to the vet, but you only have one car and your husband has it out of town, because you did not want to move two cars so you sold yours prematurely.

Do not count on fellow bloggers to help you choose your house. They can't decide either.

Do not count on fellow bloggers to reliably choose the appropriate cocktail to medicate your stressed nerves during your move.

Do count on fellow bloggers to post disturbing pictures of unnatural (?) acts that distract you from what you're supposed to be doing.


but most importantly....

Do count on fellow bloggers to help you keep your perspective, your religion, and your sense of humor, if not your sanity.

Amens.

Girls...I'm calling in a favor...

Nothing shocking is about to happen, but I needed to get your attention without alerting the boys that occasionally cruise "Chick Chat" (as Stupid Butt calls it).

Would y'all do me a solid and click on TS's (The Non-Review) on the sidebar and vote for your favorite girlie drink? 

Here is the deal... If you would be so kind as to NOT actually vote for one of the candidates and cast your vote for 'write in' candidate...Mimosa Breeze...I would be forever in your debt.  Just act like you thought it was one of the options or not...just say you haven't had one in ages or say that they are so Twenty ten and you're sipping on one right now...I don't care! Just be yourself, well, yourself voting for a Mimosa Breeze that is.

(Yeah, no such thing, we made it up.)

WET NURSE ANYONE?

This little FREAK in the above picture, who is now 1 year old is driving me mental!!!!!!!!!!! I will tell you why in a minute. See that picture of the poor mama cat? She looks like she is ready to dart and run away from those dang kittens sucking the life out of her. I know how she feels.

It has been long nigh, at least 14 years since I nursed my precious babies. These days though I feel like I have to run for cover or find me a thick scratchy turtle neck........You wanna know WHY? That dang Romy has me cornered everytime I sit at the computer. She jumps on the desk and crawls on my chest to suck my neck........my skin is raw. Now you all know the real reason for my lack of posts....I am a wet nurse to an attack sucking cat, who uses my neck as her teat!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Get me outta here....I can't take it anymore. It is like chinese torture....I sit and laugh while she nuzzles or at least I used too. Not no more. I wanna take the next exit outta town.

That is until I met this woman..............................OMG . Please not the monkey.... this had me laughing so hard....look at that womans face! Why is a woman of her age still nursing???? What is wrong?? Is this where I am headed??? I always like nursing but obviously not as much as this woman....and would you trust your infant to a woman who nursed a monkey?

Monday.. no no it's Tuesday!!

And thank the good Lord for that eh?  So.. goood.. Moooooooorning!

Should be a bright start to the month of June my dear dung beetles..

the skies here are heavy with clouds, the air seems more sultry with the darkness outside and I can hear my summer novel calling me back to bed. 

But alas.. never fear.. Ms. Pewpie Beetle is here!

Let's make June a month to remember as I have oodles of ideas that we as a group can do... ..

~ round robin exchanges

~ raise funds by doing some collectively

~ worthy cause aider, contributor, kibitzer - most would know my druthers.

The board is open for suggestions beetles.. let's do this thing!

ps.. for those who are balking.. in the sweet words of Whitney Houston "Kiss my ass"