happy halloween!

This was me at work today - I swear, I'm game for dressing up anytime.
Notice the 'Hitmen' hockey jersey - a Calgary team owned by the man himself, Bret Hart. *big sigh* I painted on the black eye, but Vaughn offered to give me one for free. All I said to him is 'Go ahead, but you'd better pray that I don't get back up'. I guess I didn't think this whole costume up so well, because I realized too late that hockey pants aren't meant to be worn while driving a car. It felt like I was wearing armor, which would probably be a good thing if I were a real hockey player.

It's almost 4:30pm & I'm expecting the kids to start showing up pretty soon, so I'd better get the treats ready by the door.

Have a Happy Halloween!

my latest read....

My favorite niece, Kaylee (my brother's daughter) is sleeping over for 3 nights, along with her dog, Sparkles. This is her absolute favorite book so she brought it to me and insisted I read it. I've seen a few trailers for the upcoming movie in November, and it looks pretty interesting. I'm a sucker (pardon the pun) for love stories and vampires so I figure I'll start it this weekend... Has anyone else had a chance to read it?

'What will your obituary say?' at QuizGalaxy.com

Desperate Housewife & Peter have been having some fun at my expense. See if I ever lick something when there's a camera around again....Who would have thought my tongue would become this famous?

this one's for rue as well....

How adorable would netter's niece look in this? Enter the contest, and if you don't know a girl that would enjoy it, I know netter does!

size does matter....

When I'm with Amy, every situation is a photo opportunity....even in Costco.

Imagine my surprise when I notice I'd been tagged on Facebook.... I forgot about this picture - I wish she had too.

Oh well, with all the jumbo sized items, I guess this really could have been worse.

Really.

who's the boss....

Every morning I wake up at 5:20am (over an hour before everyone else), just so I can shower, make coffee, get ready for the day, in peace. I'm not sure if I do this every day for the safety of myself or others, as it's been clinically proven that I will bludgeon anyone who comes into contact with me before I've showered and had at least had 4-5 gulps of caffeine. Anyway, back to my story.

Anyone who knows me knows my love for Miss Porkchop. However, I've come to terms with the fact that I'm not her favorite human. Sure, she loves me, but in a different way than anyone else. We've discovered that she thinks she's Adam's mother, as she protects him, sits on his lap to 'help' him with his homework, wakes him up in the morning, and nags him by burrowing and licking until he finally gets out of bed.

As for Amy, well, she's her wrestling buddy. When she and Amy 'play', there are sounds that come out of my little Angel of a dog that are more resemblant of a rabid hyena than the little princess that I claim she is. I always yell, "Cut it out! She's just a little girl!" But, there Porkchop is, jumping on Amy's lap, waiting for more.

My role in Porkchop's life is her companion, aka, her pain in the ass. You see, I'm the one who can't stand it if she's just sleeping there. I have to go up and hug her, kiss her, scratch her, pick her up, and just basically, piss her off. Sure, she loves me to death. When I come home, she cries with joy and rolls instantly on her back so I can maul her. I still tell her every day (about a million times) that I love her more than anything, and that she's the greatest part of every day. However, she usually lays there, taking it all in, giving me the stink-eye the entire time.

And then there's Vaughn. To Porkchop, the sun shines right out of his ass. She follows him wherever he goes, whether it be to the kitchen to get a drink, or to the bathroom. Sometimes at night, he'll wake up to go downstairs and if she wakes up and he's not there, she'll start to cry. When he comes back to bed (about 30 seconds later), she jumps on him and kisses him like he's a long lost soldier that came back from 30 years at war. As you can see from this picture, he is sitting on the couch and she's buried herself right behind him. She sleeps directly on top of him, and I know that if it were up to her, I'd be sleeping on the couch. I know this to be a fact, because when I get out of the shower every morning, I tiptoe into the bedroom to kiss her good morning. There's never any glee or joy to see me. Want to know what I walk into? My darling dog buried under the blankets laying on the pillow peacefully sleeping - on my side of the bed. Heaven forbid if I was ever considering getting back in.
I couldn't possibly ever get mad at her. I still love her to the point that I can't stop picking on her - no matter how cheezed she gets at me. She was and will always be Porkchop the Wonder Dog - Princess of Greatness. My little angel right from heaven.

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happy thanksgiving!!!

We had our Thanksgiving dinner yesterday, and, as usual, I overloaded my plate and smothered everything in gravy. If you look closely you'll notice one thing missing from my plate and that's turkey. I love everything about a big dinner, but there's always so many other things to eat, I never have meat until the big sandwiches on Vaughn's famous homemade bread the next day.

It was a quiet day for us - Amy couldn't come home & I had been battling a migraine all weekend, so Vaughn got up and prepared the turkey (which, to me, is the most disgusting chore of all time), so all I did was peel the veggies and make the stuffing. It was much smaller in scale than it usually is, but, with only the 3 of us, it was just right. I left the fancy dishes in the cabinet & it was pretty laid back - we all ate dinner in our jammies and watched movies.

Happy Thanksgiving !

these are a few of my favorite things....

Amy's friend, Jamie (and my guinea pig for the nail course) dropped over last week on my birthday, while I was at work. Amy called me afterwards...

Amy: Mom, when are you coming home?
Me: I'm on my way. Why?
Amy: Jamie brought you a present.
Me: A present??? Yay! What is it?
Amy: I'm not telling you. Come home and see.
Me: Can you give me a hint?
Amy: Okay. It combines 2 of your favorite things.
Me: Almond M&M's and Ricky Martin?
Amy: Goodbye, Mom.

It wasn't either of those things....It was a Christmas ornament of a lighthouse - two of the other things that I love.

karma...

http://www.cnn.com/video/#/video/us/2008/10/04/sot.oj.verdict.ap