Santa loves i-Tunes

I'm sure a lot of you already know this but in i-Tunes if you click on the Radio selection you have access to a bunch of different music genres, Holiday being one of them. If you click on Holiday there are 14 streams of internet radio stations that play kick ass Christmas music. I've been listening to the first stream, All Classic Christmas 181.FM (which you can also access via their website: 181.fm. They play such a variety of Christmas music, from old to new to jazzy to fun, you must check it out. And it's commercial free! I haven't even sampled the other 13 streams. I'm listening to a little Ella Fitzgerald now. This saves me from having to lug out my collection of 30+ christmas cds! Enjoy!!!

We Wish You a Merry Christmas

...is one of my favorite Christmas carols. Why? Because think about it, a group of complete strangers show up at your doorstep (probably right as you're about to sit down to dinner), start singing to you, then DEMAND that you bring them figgy pudding and refuse to leave your property until they get some!

I'm not sure how that would fly in today's day and age. I'm guessing somebody gets shot. Merry Christmas!

We wish you a Merry Christmas;
We wish you a Merry Christmas;
We wish you a Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year.
Good tidings we bring to you and your kin;
Good tidings for Christmas and a Happy New Year.

Oh, bring us a figgy pudding;
Oh, bring us a figgy pudding;
Oh, bring us a figgy pudding and a cup of good cheer

We won't go until we get some;
We won't go until we get some;
We won't go until we get some, so bring some out here

We wish you a Merry Christmas;
We wish you a Merry Christmas;
We wish you a Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year.

my alma mater

Northern Illinois University is currently under a security threat. I pray that nothing happens here or any other campus for that matter. It sounds like the administration is taking the proper precautions and is on top of this situation. What an awful feeling for the students and teachers and of course the parents and loved ones of those on campus. It's a scary world folks, with a lot of messed up people walking around.

How is it...

that one can injure themselves, to the point of requiring medical attention, simply by cleaning out the refrigerator?????

Wrigley's New Friend

My friend Bridget came into town from Wisconsin for the one and only Enrique concert here in the US. (I'll post pics later) She spent the weekend with us and we all really enjoyed having her here. She was such a great sport putting up with Chumley's crotchety attitude and Wrigley's constant nudges for attention. Wrigley knows her as "New Friend". I would ask, "Wrigley, where's your New Friend??" and he'd leap across the room directly onto Bridget's lap showering her with licks and love. He really misses her. In fact, I overheard both animals having a chat this morning while I was doing the dishes.

Wrigley:
What do you think happened to my New Friend? Where did she go?

Chumley:
How the hell do I know.

Wrigley:
Do you think she's in Mommy's car? I saw them go in there this morning but Mommy came back and my New Friend didn't.

Chumley:
I doubt she's sitting in Mommy's car by herself. That's just dumb.

Wrigley:
I'm worried. Maybe she is locked in the car??

Chumley:
She's not locked in the car, she has thumbs! If she was she could get herself out you dumb yellow whale!

Wrigley:
That hurts my feelings. Then if she's not in the car, where could she be???

Chumley:
HOME YOU FOOL! She went home to her family and she is not here anymore!

Wrigley:
Nooooooo! Don't say that!

Chumley:
Stop your whining. I miss her too, ok? I really liked stalking her and now I have no one to stalk. Face it, she's not coming back.

Wrigley:
(whimpering) What are we going to do now? I miss her!

Chumley:
So do I big whale, so do I.

2 Must haves for the Christmas Stocking...

Poo pooing Santa and Rudolph candy dispensers-

Scared of Santa

No wonder so many kids need therapy when they grow up. Could it be because of this??

Christina you should get Evan's Santa picture on here. Do you still have it?

A Christmas Classic

This just may be my new favorite Christmas song though it's not really appropriate for the kiddos...


Ok is it just me or was Mrs. Brady in this video? I swear she's the drunk cookie baker.

another song

(by you know who)
This is not your typical Enrique type song and I'm not sure how I feel about it yet. There's not a video for it but I found this random compilation of previous videos on youtube. Seriously? Was there life before youtube? I don't think so.



and here are the lyrics:

don't you forget about me
by enrique iglesias

they say love is just a game
they say time can heal the pain
sometimes you win, sometimes you lose
and i guess i'm just a fool
i keep holding on to you

i told you once you were the one
you know that i'd die for you
Although it hurts to see you go
oh this time you should know
i won't try to stop you

don't you forget about me baby
don't you forget about me now
some day you'll turn around and ask me, why did i let you go?

so you try to fake a smile
you don't wanna break my heart
i can see that you're afraid
but baby its to late
cause I'm already dying

dont you forget about me baby
dont you forget about me now
some day you'll turn around and ask me, why did i let you go

dont you forget about me baby
dont you forget about me now
some day you'll turn around and ask me, why did i let you go
why did i let you go

dont you forget about me baby, no
dont you forget about me now
some day you'll turn around and ask me, why did i let you go
why did I let you go

wherever I go, I won't forget about you
(oh no, oh no, oh no)
wherever you go, don't you forget about me

LIMITATE?

Why isn't limitate a word? It makes complete sense! Sometimes you just can't use limit, limited or limitation. It needs more umph and I really think limitate works. Here, I'll use it in a sentence and show you what I mean...

"I must limitate my alcohol intake because I need to drive home." Do you see what I'm saying? I just think it fits better. Although limitate sounds like a combination of laminate and imitate which technically could be a new word in itself. I'll try and think of a definition using it in that context but for now I am limitated on time.

Can you think of some new words? If so, please share.

The smell of wet dog...

is not particularly pleasing to my nostrils.

Adventures in Big Lots

So to piggy back off my last post - if I only had a month to live there may be a few things I'd do differently in my final days but one thing is for sure...I'd surround myself with those I love and lots of laughter. Last night being a prime example.

Here's some photos and footage of my sister and I in Big Lots after we ate dinner and shared a bottle of wine at our favorite Indian restaurant located next door. (more on that later) Pretty much your average, run of the mill, Wednesday night for us...



Cart CAM:


Nothing out of the Ordinary:


Greeting Fellow Shoppers:







And stay tuned for the second installment titled, "Biking in Big Lots" coming soon to a blog near you. Here's a sneak peek...

If...

you only had ONE month to live would you drastically change your life for that one month or would you continue to live as you do now? Are you currently living your life to it's fullest and do you feel complete inside -in your heart and soul- if you knew your time on earth was coming to an end? What would be something you would change right away and try to squeeze into that one month time span and why aren't you already doing it now?

Really makes you think doesn't it...

Dysfunctional Housewives of Orange County

Not quite sure how to describe the sequence of photos in this post, other than... my sister and I frequent this Indian restaurant called Natraj. The food is really good and the first time we went there for lunch we ordered a glass of wine (on empty stomachs) and got sort of silly. We both had some fake bugs and Billy Bob teeth in our purses (no explanation there for those who know us) so we wore the teeth and randomly placed the bugs around the table, on our plates and in our drinks while tormenting the extremely patient wait staff. Thank God they have a sense of humor!

Well since that first time it's sort of a tradition to keep up with the antics anytime we go. We've incorporated the remote control fart machine into the mix, fake poop and last night, we wore Groucho Marx glasses. The waiters recognize us (even in disguise) and each one comes out to see what we're up to. My sister's husband was with us last night and would tell the waiter that he got us a night pass but we have to be back to the home by 9:00. And I'm certain the waiter thought he was serious. Here are some photos...

this is just AWFUL

Omaha Mall Shooting

Pray for these victims and their families. Pray that there will not be copy cats out there that will do the same thing. Pray that this world will change one day.

this dog makes me cRaZy

This dog refuses to go outside yet he will stand at the door and cry and whine but when I get up to open it he backs up, wags his tail and just barks. It drives me NUTS!! But since it's still light outside I really don't feel like doing the flailing arm dance so I came up with a new approach. So just now I walked outside and waved to the side of the house where Wrigley can't see and in sing song voice I said "Oh Hiiii, how arrrrre you?" (as if someone was in the yard) and then I heard an aburpt, "Hi." Yeah, that would be my neighbors on the other side of the wall. The ones who have seen the flailing arm dance one too many times.

I feel like this.

yes more Enrique...

This is the hoochie momma version of The View in the UK. LOVE it! I know exactly how the woman in red feels! I wish there was a way I could upload my interview with him from the Ryan Seacrest show a few years ago. I was about as nuts as she was.

here's another...

Not only is this video incredibly sexy and HOT! HOT!! HOT!!! (don't play if kids are around), but the words to the song are so beautiful and for whatever reason they make me sad but I could listen to it over and over again.

Only 2 more days!!!

'til this...



Yummy. Love this song but don't quite get Enrique's free floating bit in the alley about 3 minutes into the video.

$#@&!!!

Just got the WORST flippin' paper cut on my lip while licking the envelope of a Christmas card. OMG the side of my top lip is throbbing and feels like hot salsa. And I can't use Karyn's scream therapy to ease the pain because that would require my mouth actually opening and my lip just might split apart. I think I'm done with these blasted Christmas cards anyway. If you don't get one this year consider this your Holiday greeting.