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Happy Birthday Jessica!

Starving Artist. Please support my friend Colleen: she is a starving artist. And a wonderful one at that (even if we havent spoken in about a year). Check out her work- it will knock your socks off.

Lemonade! When life gives you lemons make lemonade. Thats a great over used expression. It is one of my favorites. My mother and I went to Sam's Club today. Buy in bulk! On the way there we saw two little red heads on the side of the road with balloons flying around. A lemonade stand. 25¢ of course we bought a glass. Yum. It was very tastey. They were also selling chocolate chip cookies, how could I say no for only 50¢. They were warm from sitting in the sun but I could tell that they were homemade.

Bold. I was looking through a pile of pictures that my mom just got developed. Christmas time, Thanksgiving and just recently my younger sister's eight grade dance. There were also tons of pictures of the cats in the house. I guess my sister likes kitties. She also took one or two of the bunnies. And I am sure that she got Noah once or twice.

But the thing that struck me the most was a picture of Mary and her friends outside of the dance. It was around 7pm so it was still light outside. The sun near setting made the perfect picture. Of course there were girls that I don't know: One looking to be taller than me. But the one that stood out the most was a girl in a patch work skirt. All the others had the normal spagetti straps and solid colored dress. One that they may not wear again anytime soon. Her patches were big and mismatched. Wow. At fourteen having the balls to wear that to a "dance". I wish I was that brave in middle school. And to make it even more interesting my mother told me that she was wearing a duct tape top.

"Huh?" I didn't understand at first. Her top was an old shirt that she cut and covered in duct tape. It looked silverish but i hadn't realized what it was made of. What a wonderfully creative and bold young woman.

Picture Pages. It is summer time... mmmm... Long Days, Short nights... Anyway, recently it was brought to my attention that my photo album had a few flaws. I knew they were there, and it has been that way for about a year. Well I fixed it all up! Take a peek! And I should note that there are two new pages to check out. One is from a friends' wedding. The other is a page of random days. So sit back, relax and enjoy the pictures.

Sappy Junk. You want it honey? You got it. Friday night Eric and I went to a little get together with a bon-fire. It was out in the woods, I just love being outside. I am always so happy. Spending time near the fire with good friends is just a perfect way to spend the night. To add to the good times: I turn to find Eric standing directly behind me; he whips his hand around to give me some dasies that he picked in a near by field. He always does little things that make me smile for hours.

Honey. My sweetheart is so thoughtful that he brought me home a 22 of Mike's Hard Iced Tea! How wonderful!

Congratulations! First off I would like to congratulate my little sister Mary; she is now an official high school student. And also for the record I am now feeling like a grandma with cobwebs in my hair. Thank you Mary for being a groovey little sister, high school will be a breeze. (I personally hated high school- college was much more pleasant for me. Not that I got picked on but just the people that didn't want to learn just pissed me off. I enjoy learning new things. Homework and suck it but I just love listening to someone tell you about something he or she loves. I suck up knowledge. I am a knowledge sponge.)

Secondly I must advertise for a friend of mine. This wild child has a great new look. Same taste great new look! No shes not a bottle of soda but I am feeling goofey.

Rock n roll... 24.95? hell no. 9.95 Luna di Luna: Pinot Grigio is wonderful.

Tear the roof off sucker! So I do realize that I have been mentioning a lot of George Clinton songs recently. I am a big fan of funk. Original P performed at the vibes not last year but the year before that. I only caught part of the set too... But instead of being sad I boogied my ass like there was no tomorrow. A girlfriend of mine went with me that year: she didn't dance until the last day of the concert. She had such a good time, I really wish she was brave enough to dance like a fool the whole weekend. I don't give a shit if i have no rhythm. I couldn't give a fuck if I looked like a tone-deaf fool. I laughed, I danced and I had a good time. I am so restless its not even funny anymore.

Oh yeah... So Rosalie reminded me about the whole get out of the building now or else incident yesterday! All I have to say is that I am sorry to whom ever I hung up on... (okay not really, it was a bumbling idiot that couldnt get a coherent sentance out of his mouth - please do not come and work with us, we don't need you.)

Bop Gun. If you hear any noise, it's just me and the boys... playin with our toys... I think I want Bop Gun to be on my offical song list. I was gettin' funky on the way home from work Monday. It really made me sing and dance (as much as one can driving down the highway) and smile. My job at times makes me feel like I am loosing myself. I am not one to stress out. I am always the one sitting back and relaxing. Lately I feel myself being not myself. Little things like a song can help me fing myself again. Maybe I am feeling this way because I haven't seen any live music since December.

Raining Ice. On Father's Day it looked kind of stormy. All of a sudden my mother yells "Addie look out the window... Hurry!" I look outside and I see huge balls of hail falling. The road is filled and looks pure white. It calms down for a bit then all of a sudden it starts up again and the hail is twice the size! I got stuck on the front porch. If I went to the front of the house I would have gotten hit. So I stayed on the side porch near the house. I waited their until it stopped. When it was all over we went exploring. How fun it was to play with ice in the middle of June!

Ahhh... The Weekend. I can sleep in all I want. I can drink all the beer I want. I can fart all I want. I can burp all I want. I can clean up all of my archives... or at least some of them.

Amazon.com Gold Box! Amazon now has gold box specials. Good promotion idea. A cute little gold box with my name on it with all kinds of deals inside. What will they think of next. Thank God tomorrow is Friday. I need a Friday like you wouldn't know. Hell what am I talking about I am sure you do know...

Here is something interesting I would like to share.

Dork. I just realized that my site is not up for everyone to see. Dork. No one can tell me if they have ever seen (and if so enjoyed) Crank Yankers. It has been a long day and I didn't get much sleep last night.

Happy Wednesday. Today was an odd day. Maybe I could blame it on that time of the month. Well now all I have to do is work on getting my site all updated. Maybe I will stick with this layout for a while. I have a lot of work a head of me to get this site up and running again.

Has anyone seen Crank Yankers Yet?

Just a bit hasty... I just don't have much patience anymore. I need to throw out some more garbage bags of junk. I need to get rid of things that have an inch of dust on them. For two reasons. I hate dusting and I hate clutter. Why have it if I don't use it? Someday I may need it? Are we all crazy? I am sure you will think I am nuts and this is horrible to say... I wish I could just start over. I wish I owned nothing. (except for my cds, dvds, and video games...) I wish no one has ever given me a candle holder. I wish I decorated my own living space. I really would like to go for that simple oriental look. Eh. Poo.