What is wrong with you people?

Happy Birthday George!

noreply@blogger.com (Deanna) — Mon, 09 Feb 2009 18:53:00 +0000

George likes birthdays about as much as Dave the dog does.

So...

noreply@blogger.com (Deanna) — Thu, 29 Jan 2009 22:47:00 +0000

Everyone has snow and ice right now. I am not the only one who need salt or ice melt. I know this, and I expected to have to really search for it. In the quest for ice melt, I stopped at Lowe's and searched the store. Of course I couldn't find anyone to ask if they had it or not. After walking the entire store and not seeing any, I headed to customer service to try and pin some one down and ask.

When I got to the counter, there were several people milling around and one harried looking clerk. I heard someone ask if they had salt and she responded "NO". "We aren't getting any in either. We won't have any more. WE ARE DONE WITH SALT."

Excuse me? Done with salt? It isn't even the end of January yet. Well, I guess she hasn't heard the forecast, 3 - 5 inches more snow on Monday. Too bad we aren't done with the snow!

Don't do this at home, or your office.

noreply@blogger.com (Deanna) — Fri, 12 Dec 2008 20:09:00 +0000

I honestly don't know what to say about this guy, except he probably doesn't think its as funny as I do. It does serve him right though, wasting paper like that!

HULK IS ANGRY NOW

noreply@blogger.com (Deanna) — Mon, 10 Nov 2008 22:12:00 +0000

I sure hope the boys don't want one of these for Christmas, I don't think I could bring myself to buy it. And I have bought a lot of gross things before, but this takes the cake. I can't decide if those floating things are brains or boogers. This is fascinating in a sick sort of way.

Does anyone really care about this guy anymore?

noreply@blogger.com (Deanna) — Tue, 14 Oct 2008 17:54:00 +0000

I feel vaguely insulted by this. I am not sure why, I never really was into the Beatles. Sure I liked their some of their music, but I was never a rabid fan. Not like some people I know who still light a candle on the anniversary of John Lennon's death. I hear he wasn't such a nice guy either.

Anyway, be sure if you are interested to get those things mailed by the 20th! I guess he has so much to do taping those Thomas the Tank engine videos, Oh wait, he doesn't do those anymore. Maybe he is busy recording some new music, nope not doing that either. Maybe he has to hurry out and count his money. Probably type up a new price chart for his autograph collectibles business.

The perfect employee

noreply@blogger.com (Deanna) — Wed, 24 Sep 2008 21:13:00 +0000

As most of you know, my husband works on the radio. He has been employed in the radio business in one way or another for many years. He started at the local station in Leitchfield, Ky when he was 14. He loooooves radio. He also loves dedicated employees. When I saw this video, I instantly thought of him. I think he would hire this guy in a minute if he spoke English. I don't know, as dedicated as this guy is, he might hire him anyway.

noreply@blogger.com (Deanna) — Thu, 11 Sep 2008 17:48:00 +0000

I think there is something wrong with me.

noreply@blogger.com (Deanna) — Thu, 11 Sep 2008 17:48:00 +0000

I find this video too funny. I can't think of anything funny to say, I just keep watching it over and over! I know I have a sick sense of humor, but this is beyond even my weak powers of restraint.

I may have been too hasty.

noreply@blogger.com (Deanna) — Fri, 05 Sep 2008 18:30:00 +0000

Perhaps I was wrong. Don't laugh, it happens on occasion that I am wrong, and I always try to 'fess up right away. Don't ask George about this, he doesn't have a very good memory in these cases. They happen so rarely I am not surprised.

In this case it isn't too bad really. I have discovered that perhaps cake may have a very close runner up in my obsession file. The caramel apple pie from Homemade Ice Cream and Pie Kitchen has entered into my "must eat this" file. This pie is really too good. I think its the caramel icing that does it. That icing is good even if it isn't on a cake. The insides of the pie are nice and apple - y so it holds up well under that thick layer of caramel goodness.

You should probably try one for yourself, really the only way to tell if you are a cake person or a pie person is to eat a lot of each. If you happen to stop into the Pie Kitchen , don't let yourself get distracted by all that ice cream though, really the only use for ice cream is to fill up your cake plate, and if you make your cake slice big enough you don't even need it then! Of course if someone could figure out a way to put icing on ice cream I would eat that, oh wait, I already do! Thanks DQ. Really anything with icing is good. MMmmm icing.

My newest obsession

noreply@blogger.com (Deanna) — Wed, 03 Sep 2008 18:56:00 +0000

Cake! I have been spending far too much time on cake. My life has been cakes 24/7 lately. I don't know why, but it may have started with my new Bundt pan. Since then, I have been looking at sites about cakes, thinking of cakes to make, making cakes, and of course eating them.
Somebody needs to stop me!

Hey Ya!

noreply@blogger.com (Deanna) — Mon, 31 Mar 2008 23:32:00 +0000

My baby sure looks good in blue,

I bet you wish yours did too.

What do George and your Grandmother have in common? Blue Hair!

See all this time everyone thought we were going out to Ideal Image for laser hair removal, when actually George was getting laser hair replacement. And my goodness, doesn't he look great now?

Memories part two

noreply@blogger.com (Deanna) — Tue, 18 Mar 2008 13:59:00 +0000

I was brave yesterday and took both boys to the dentist at the same time. Twice the complaining in half the time! We have a great dentist, so they weren't afraid at all, it was more of the "Why do I have to lose my game time today to visit this place?" whining. Zach was just fine but Matt had 4! cavities.

When the nurse gave me the bad news she said she reviewed proper brushing procedures with him. I guess she did more than yell from the other room: "Is the water running yet? I don't hear any brushing going on!" She could probably tell more accurately what was being brushed than I could, of course I only see if the brush is wet or not.

When she was explaining this, she also told me she appreciated Matt's honesty, he told her he couldn't ever remember brushing his teeth. He didn't even know if he had ever had a toothbrush. I guess the fight in Target a month ago over buying the spider man versus the incredible hulk toothbrush really didn't stand out for him.

I was standing there trying to think what to say when she just handed me a new toothbrush. I think she pities me now, we'll see in 2 weeks when we go to get the 4! cavities filled.

There is a 49% chance you will be amused.

noreply@blogger.com (Deanna) — Mon, 10 Mar 2008 20:27:00 +0000

After spending 3 days at home with kids and snow, I have decided to answer questions around my house with a meteorologists precision. In other words everything is going to get a prediction chance. Can you go outside and play in the snow again? There is a 32% chance you hung your coat and mittens up last time so there is only a 24% chance everything is dry enough to go back out. Do you want a cookie? 89% chance you will get the one you want. You want to play another hour of halo? 32 % chance that will happen.

There is a slight chance of a misunderstanding occurring, but my latest computer models don't show it to be serious. I expect by the middle of the week, my household will be completely put out with me. But I don't care, the 7 day forecast shows me a 100% chance I will be amused.

Memory is a funny thing

noreply@blogger.com (Deanna) — Tue, 15 Jan 2008 13:12:00 +0000

Isn't it funny how two people can experience the same event and yet remember it in two completely different ways? George and I have that problem.

I had a lovely lunch with George yesterday at Pesto's. Really good food, nice conversation. It was great, until I wanted to go home. We agree on this part of the day. See the nice green van being blocked by the son of evil grey van? Yup, that was me in there.

At first I thought it was just someone running in to a business and couldn't find a place to park. I don't do that, but I know people who do (George). If you are in a hurry, I can understand the reason you don't want to find a place to park, and walk 20 more feet. I don't like it, but I do understand it. George went in to several nearby businesses and a construction site, but no one would admit to parking there.

After 15 minutes, I figured whoever it was wasn't in a hurry. So I called the parking lot management system to get some help, they said they would send someone right out. Funny how when you go 10 minutes over your paid time, they can ticket your car in 5 seconds, but if you double park, they never show up.

After 30 minutes a nice police detective stopped nearby and gave me the number for the police dispatch office as it wasn't exactly a 911 moment. I called and they said someone would be right out too.

By this time George was tired of my "whining, and complaining" see this is where the stories differ, I thought I was being patient. He says "I was ready to start ramming it with our van." We both agree it was a good idea to look in the other van to get some clue to the owner. George discovered a hard hat and some tools, and concluded it had to be someone at the construction site he already visited. He was right. (see I can admit it sometimes)

George went back to the site and was able to get someone to track the guy down. When the guy showed up, he was mad at me! He said I had taken his spot that he had paid for at 7AM. I politely disagreed with him, I had also paid for the spot when I showed up at lunch time. I nicely explained that he was making me late to pick up my kids from school. I am sure I was all that was nice and kind.

George of course, remembers things a bit differently. He says there was a lot of cursing and screaming, and that the poor man ran to his van and hid from me. Well, George does have a poor memory, but I love him anyway.

What is wrong with you people? Learn how to park already!

The Landing strip

noreply@blogger.com (Deanna) — Fri, 11 Jan 2008 12:00:00 +0000

I am almost finished putting everything away, and I really miss the look of the holiday. For the month of December we had large, light up, candy canes in the yard and down our sidewalk. I really liked how they added light early in the morning.

So did our newspaper delivery person (whom I shall now refer to as "paperboy"). For the first time all year our paper actually ended up somewhere near our front door. And, in the same general spot every day! It was exciting to be able to stumble outside in the dark and be assured that those cheery red lights would illuminate my paper on the sidewalk.

It was a sad morning after I took down the candy cane landing strip. My paper was off in the yard again. Without those red and white canes to guide it to my sidewalk, it just couldn't make it.

George says the candy canes had nothing to do with the better landing spot. He thinks the paperboy was hoping for a nice Christmas bonus. Well, he won't get a bonus until he stops burning holes in the paper.

What is wrong with you people? Get that paper on the sidewalk already!

Matt's stage debut

noreply@blogger.com (Deanna) — Wed, 05 Dec 2007 13:22:00 +0000

"I Need a Little Christmas Vacation".

I am so proud of him! He obviously got his father's talent.

I am an email curmudgeon

noreply@blogger.com (Deanna) — Wed, 28 Nov 2007 18:43:00 +0000

I will readily admit to reading my junk email. A morbid curiosity overtakes me when I see "Sale! Buy Now" in the subject line. I can't help myself, I have to see what the next great deal is. I never buy them. I somehow don't ever think I will ever need a new vacation home in the Poconos, or a great time share deal near central Florida. I also don't need any male life enhancing drugs thank you very much.

The one email though, that I hate to see, is the chain email. Its been forwarded to a hundred other people and you. You probably don't even know the original writer. Most cases you don't want to know the original writer, particularly if they are so stupid that they believe if they send this email out they will receive cash. I can't believe in this day that people still believe this stuff and they won't take the time to check out the facts.

I got one today that if I forward it on Bill Gates will send me $245. He will also send $243 to whomever sent it to me, and $241 to whomever sent it to them. You get the idea. Apparently Bill Gates is rich, stupid and has time to check my email . I checked www.snopes.com and of course in 30 seconds, I found out its a big joke.

What is wrong with you people? Stop it already! No more forwards!

Thanks Lambert and Lindsey show, Not!

noreply@blogger.com (Deanna) — Mon, 26 Nov 2007 12:05:00 +0000

Saturday night, George, the boys and I went to hear the Louisville Orchestra's Christmas Spectacular. It was wonderful, the music was just what I needed to get in the Christmas mood.

Matt and I had fun picking out the music that he knew. They played selections from A Charlie Brown Christmas, Matthew was pleased that he could recognize it. He knew a lot of the carols that they played and of course he sang along with Rudolph.

They played my favorite Christmas song, Carol of the Bells, a few bars in, Matthew turns to me very excited and says in his loudest whisper; "Mom! They're playing ding fries are done!"

What is wrong with you guys? You're ruining Christmas!

We had a few days off.

noreply@blogger.com (Deanna) — Sat, 24 Nov 2007 13:27:00 +0000

I found this website from Office Max that will make you look and dance like an elf. It is too funny, and I enjoyed embarrassing my boys too. Take a look and embarrass someone you love too!

http://www.elfyourself.com/?id=9591039822

I know what holiday it is, do you?

noreply@blogger.com (Deanna) — Wed, 21 Nov 2007 20:49:00 +0000

I know a lot of people gripe about the Christmas season starting too soon,(you know who you are Aaron) but really folks, it has gotten out of hand. I am not talking about early shopping, I have already gotten my list whittled down to the "hard" ones to buy for.

I am talking about the Christmas decorations that are already up. Yes, you read that right, I know several houses that have already decorated for Christmas. Today is the Wednesday before Thanksgiving. I think you should at least wait until the day after Thanksgiving. Even that is too early.

I don't mean the setting out the small indoor stuff, I am talking about the large blow up snow globes and decorated trees. Outdoor wreaths and red ribbons. Seriously decorating in my book.

The poor people down the street from me are so confused! They have pumpkins and Christmas wreaths out. I think they just combined the holidays into one giant Hallothanksmas season.

What is wrong with you people? One holiday at a time!

Get dressed already!

noreply@blogger.com (Deanna) — Thu, 15 Nov 2007 01:07:00 +0000

I was out Christmas shopping with my Mom today, and I was amazed at how people were dressed. We were out at lunchtime and we were seeing people dressed in pajamas. We saw one lady who not only was in here pajamas,(flannel with stars and moons)but she had on fuzzy slippers too. I had to look twice to make sure. When she turned her stroller around her daughter was in a footed pajama suit too.

According to George, this isn't uncommon, he sees a lot of people out and about in their pajamas. I can't decide if they do this because they don't want to get dressed in the morning or if they are saving time getting ready for be at night. Either way, its wrong. If you leave the house you should be dressed!

What is wrong with you people? Put some clothes on already!

Full contact shopping

noreply@blogger.com (Deanna) — Thu, 08 Nov 2007 18:21:00 +0000

I must admit, I have a highly developed sense of personal space and getting bumped by other people drives me right out of my mind. So, I usually do my grocery shopping when they are the least busy, just so I can keep my cart, and myself at a nice comfortable distance from other people. Yes, I realize how weird that sounds. Its hard to find a nice time to go shopping anymore, I may give it up until January at least.

Today, while shopping, I saw a couple (man and a woman) shopping as well. They were spooning while pushing their cart. She pushed the cart, and he did too. Yeah, right behind her, they had to walk in unison too. He was on top of her, like white on rice. I wanted to tell them to get a room but a stocker pushed a hand cart into my back, so I got distracted.

When I went to the cashier lane to check out, the bagger rushes up the aisle towards me. I pulled the cart back out of his way and he grabbed the front end. I thought we were going to have a tug of war right there. He started flinging my items onto the conveyor belt as the cashier snapped at me to give her my Kroger card. I stepped around my cart and handed it to her.

I tried to help unload my cart, but everything I touched, Mr. Bagger grabbed out of my hand. I gave up unloading and headed to the end of the aisle to bag my groceries. I had a few things bagged, when another bagger ran over and bumped me out of his way with his hip.

At this point, I was ready to go, they obviously didn't need me there, but wait, somebody had to pay for all this stuff. They let me do that. Funny, no one offered to help me to my car, they were all swarming the next person in line.

What is wrong with you people? Give me some room already!

Where's my sunshine?

noreply@blogger.com (Deanna) — Mon, 05 Nov 2007 12:08:00 +0000

Well, we just went through the ordeal of changing all the clocks in the house for daylight savings time. I don't think I saved anything. We have 5 wall clocks to change, the oven timer, microwave timer, all the TVs and dvr thingies. I just started on the watches. There goes my hour saved.

We do this because the smart people in the government say it gives us an hour more of daylight in the winter mornings. Its morning now, where's my sunshine?

What is wrong with you people? Daylight savings doesn't save anybody anything!

That's so unfair!

noreply@blogger.com (Deanna) — Sun, 04 Nov 2007 20:56:00 +0000

We had to get a new cell phone for Zachary today. It only took 2 hours, so we felt lucky. It was a loooong time in the T-mobile store. Matthew loved looking at the phones and figuring out how to play the games. By the time we were ready to leave, he was convinced he needed to be the first 6 year old to have a cell phone. He was pretty disappointed we didn't agree.

As we were driving home, Zach was texting all his buddies about his new phone. He was enjoying hearing all the new ring tones too. He plans to get this girl's phone number with his new line "Hey, I have a new cell, and need to get your number in it." He thinks he is real smooth with the ladies now. Matthew was pretty envious he couldn't call his friends too.

From the back seat we hear very softly, "the pain, it burns". I didn't say anything at first, then a second later we hear a little louder: "the pain, it burrrrns me."
George and I look at each other, then to the back seat. "The paaaaiiin, it burrrrrns me." "If only I could have a phone like Zach's, it wouldn't burrrrrrn so much!"

What is wrong you people?

Where am I?

noreply@blogger.com (Deanna) — Tue, 16 Oct 2007 14:36:00 +0000

In a previous post, I scoffed at people not being able to identify the US on a map. I was wrong, and I have serious doubts about our educational system now too.

We rent to a lot of college students, they never fail to tell me about it too. College is so hard. I have to study and I don't have time to pay my rent. Yesterday, I had to call a college girl about her delinquent rent again. I have to call her about every other month. Usually she has had a stressful week and forgot to send it. I then have to listen to how taking a test is soooo hard! I have little sympathy for her, she picks her own classes, if its so hard, she should try something else.

This month's excuse was a lot more fun than that. She explained to me that because her last test was soooo hard, her Mommy had "whisked her out of the country" for a vacation. She really said that "whisked out of the country". I politely asked where she went. She said they went "all the way to Puerto Rico". Yeah, I paused so long, she thought I hung up.

I asked her why didn't she mail it from Puerto Rico? She explained to me that being in a foreign country and all, she didn't trust the mail over there. I lost my no sarcasm promise right there. I said: "You realize that Puerto Rico is part of the United States right? and they have the same postal service we do. Things mailed from there take about 3 days to get here."

She said:" I'll just put my check in the mail today."

Yay for getting her to shut up! What is wrong with you people? Get a map college girl!