Well, another 7 days have sped by. How life flies along! Remember to click the picture above to speed, like an Indy Car racer at the speedway, over to Conversion Diary so that you can read all the other Quick Takes.
Answer a question for me please? Why do people make sex tapes? Especially anyone who has any expectation of fame or is already famous. Do they have the blind notion that we live in the age of say, JFK, where what they do in private will not be made public. Where the person that you are indulging this idiocy with is going to have your back forever and not think, “Hmmmm, I bet I could make some money with this!” Seriously people, do not do this.
What brings this to mind you might be asking? Well, I saw yesterday that yet another “starlette”, Kendra Willkinson Baskett, she of “Girls Next Door” fame (and no I am not providing a link) made a sex tape with “someone she trusted”, sometime before she moved into the Playboy mansion etc. And now, GASP!, someone has sold that tape to whatever purveyor of porn would pay and it is going to be distributed. Get real here folks. That stuff NEVER stays just between friends. Good golly people, use the gray matter that the Lord gave you.
Now back to our regularly scheduled blathering
I have had several restless, rather unsettled days this week. Sometimes I am just like that. I play with pointy sticks and pull up stuff in the garden and that helps. But my “go to” thing that always calms me down is organizing something.
Yes, yes, I know that I need help. You aren’t the first person to tell me that.
But you see, there is a problem. My house is organized. All the closets? Check. The pantry? Check. The basement? Check. There isn’t anything to organize.
And that makes me really jumpy.
Anyone have a closet that I could work on?
Two weeks from today I will have a son-in-law.
Let’s all say that again shall we.
I. Will. Have. A. Son-in-Law
Oh, and the lurker you see in the back? The one with the frown. That is Caleb, TASiL’s twin brother. He cracks me up.
And you can bet your bottom dollar that there are going to be a bunch of posts on the wedding and all the things leading up to it and you are just going to be sick of it.
But don’t leave me. PLEASE!!!!!
One of the things that we will be having at the wedding reception is a “Candy Bar”. Do you know what that is. Probably a better way to describe it is a Candy Buffet. I am in charge of this and I am afraid that candy is going to take over my life. We have never had this much candy in the house at one time and my performance anxiety is rearing it’s ugly head because, even though I have purchased about 35 pounds of candy I have this fear that I haven’t purchased enough.
Yes, I said 35 POUNDS of candy.
But if we were to run out of candy then I would have a stroke or a nervous breakdown or TEO would be mad.
So I will need to buy more candy.
And I am afraid that I don’t have enough containers. And I might not have put enough thought into presentation and……..
It has finally warmed up enough that we can have the windows open at night. Ah bliss! It is what I live for as the weather warms up. I can hear the owls at night and the occasional coyote (or pack of coyotes) yipping in the woods. Wolves howl, coyotes yip. And if we are really lucky we will hear something meet it’s untimely demise somewhere in the depths of the woods. A screech, a cry and…….
There has even been a time or two when I have woken up to the sounds of the
hosta maurauders deer munching on my foliage. That just makes me soooooo happy.
Ah sleep with the windows open. You never know what you are going to hear.
Something is blooming that is making me sneeze and making my nose stuffy. I don’t like it.
I just thought you should know.
I have been looking through pictures again……you should be afraid. I thought I would give you a sneak peek at one of my favorites.
Yup, that’s me. Who knows what I am thinking but it sure looks like I am plotting something. Or it might just be that someone has a piece of food off camera and I am contemplating that. Who knows.
Well, have a wonderful week everyone. Remember, don’t do anything that I wouldn’t do. That pretty much leaves the field wide open…
Well, except for eating liver of course.