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Five Things February 22, 2009

As we all know, I can’t resist stuff like this.  Christy gave me five things she associates with me. I’ll write about them below. If you’d like five things I associate with you that you can then write about in your own journal, just comment here!

Hedgehogs – My obsession with hedgehogs started in college.  My friend Dave’s girlfriend had been to Russia, where they were popular as pets.  He thought that was awesome, and found a hedgie in Mankato that was looking for a new home.  Dave named him Reggie the Hedgie.  After we left Mankato, he decided that hedgehogs were stupid pets, and he came to live with me.  I had him about a year before he died (cancer).  After my divorce, I got Annie, who I had for about a year and a half before I woke up and she had died.  After Jeff and I got married, I got Furrow from a hedgehog rescue, and had him until a few weeks ago, when I had to find him a new home.  Since I”m pregnant, I couldn’t play with him, and he freaked Jeff out, so he needed to be with someone who could play with him and give him love.

Once you have a weird pet, and let it know that you think everything related is cool, you have a collection.  I have so many hedgehog things that the baby’s room is going to be decorated in Hedgehog.  I’m sure our child will end up hating them.

Thrifting – Oddly enough, something else I learned from Dave’s ex.  Having grown up in a rich suburb, and raised by a mother that only likes old things if they can be considered “antiques” and purchased in the appropriate stores, I did not know how awesome used could be.  (My grandmother actually told me once that she wouldn’t buy anything on sale because sale stuff was “of lesser quality”.  Huhwhat?) For a long time, I dressed primarily in thrift (until I got a job that required suits and shit, and then it got harder as I got fatter).  Most of my furniture has been thrifted.  I fully plan on buying most of my kid’s stuff used (why buy new for that shit?  It’s just gonna get puked on and trashed.)  Since Christy and I are both unemployed and cheap/poor, we have spent all sorts of time in the thrift stores lately.  Yay!

Stroganoff – I make the best stroganoff, ever.  Hands down.  You think yours doesn’t suck?  It might not make someone puke, but I assure you that mine is better.  My recipe has evolved over the years, and keeps getting better.  Last year I even perfected a tofuganoff for the vegetarians in our crowd.  Also did not suck.  I made it for dinner the first time I saw my dad after 22 years, and was surprised to learn that the base recipe that I have used for years initially came from him.  The stroganoff circle is complete.
Knitting – I do that.  My grandma taught me to knit when I was about seven.  She was my daycare, and I think that she taught me to keep me quiet for a while.  I never learned to “make” anything – she would cast on for me, and I’d just knit giant shapeless things, and she’d bind it off for me.  I gave it up for a long time, and took it up seriously after my divorce.  I have not been without a knitting project since then, and have even started a knitting group when I couldn’t find one for younger urban knitters.  Right now, I have two sweaters on the needles, a scarf (those are my UFOs – Unfinished Objects) and a blanket for my little one.  After this, another blanket and a scarf for my dad (and a hat if there is enough left).  My house and my person often have fuzz on them.
Sawatdee- Not just a Thai word and restaurant in my world.  Little Sawatdee is what Jeff and I have called our future child since before s/he was conceived.  (You can see more about that at our baby blog, LittleSawatdee.) I don’t know what more to say about this – I feel like I got pregnant it’s all I talk about, and the word Sawatdee is uttered dozens of times a day in our house.  Have I mentioned yet that I don’t know how I’m going to make it through the next 23 weeks?

Christy also thought these words applied to me:

IKEA 🙂
Easy-Off BAM!
Being swell
Being my landlady
Hard Times Cafe
Ireland

 

Blog Dump – Long Past Due July 28, 2008

In Which We See Cute Things and Receive Spiritual Guidance from I Can Has Cheezburger

In Which We See Awesome Things That I Or Someone I Love Need To Purchase Post Haste

Pickle Jar With Fork from Ooh-Shiny.Net  (Sarah, I’m looking at you)

The Agreeable Sheep from Ooh-Shiny.Net  (Heather?)

Puppet Hoodie from Ooh-Shiny.Net (This one is for me, but it’s not in my size….do these things stretch in the wash?)

The Urban Homestead: Your Guide to Self-sufficient Living in the Heart of the City on Boing Boing.  (Sarah, you again)

Roku: $100 gadget for watching Netflix movies on your TV (Freaking EVERYONE!  This looks awesome!!)

Portable cardboard toilet on BoingBoing.  Yes, the Shit Box.  My beloved has decided that, because we only have one bathroom, he needs a bucket with a toilet seat in the garage in case we both have the flu or something at the same time.  Last time we were at Home Depot he bought the seat for it.  For the record, I have been lobbying for the installation of a random basement toilet, but so far he’s not going for it.  As a resonable second, I think that we should at least get a shit box.  If I’m going to be emptying my bowels in the garage, I want a proper receptacle.  Those of you that Twitter will find that this is my new icon.  This is why I should never, ever show Christy funny stuff while I am drunk.  When she says, “that would make a great icon”, I’m on it like white on rice.  However, even when I sobered up I still thought it was pretty awesome.

In Which We Have A Commentary On My Job, Which I Am Not Currently Working

From GraphJam:

In Which The Holiest Part of Christianity is Blasphemed for Our Personal Pleasure

From Loltheist:

In Which We Listen In On Conversations:

So I’m Sorry I Did That, Amber  (from Overheard Everywhere)

English teacher: Calling someone a douche is not a constructive comment, even if it’s true.
Flora High School
Columbia, South Carolina

The Pen Had It Comin’! (from Overheard in Minneapolis)

Metro Transit phone employee (on speakerphone): Take the sixteen bus towards…
18 year old girl trying to get directions: Wait, wait you’re talking too fast and my pen died.
Metro Transit phone employee: You killed your pen? You heartless BITCH.

Univeristy/ sixteen bus line
Overheard by Death to ink.

Relax, I’m Just Horngry (from Overheard in the Office)

Financial specialist, in front of his pregnant wife/coworker: God, I would nail someone if they had some bacon right now!
Wife/coworker: What the hell is wrong with you?
Dallas, Texas
Overheard by: God Help Me

Then How Come It Got Me More Time on My SATs? (from Overheard in the Office)

Boss on phone: That is not clinical! Being an asshole is not a clinical condition.
Ginko Industrial Park
Warminster, Pennsylvania

Is It Still a Place Where You Wash Your Hands? (from Overheard in the Office)

Kitchen grunt: You ever poop and suddenly find the world a better place?
Main Street
Greenwood, Indiana

Overheard by: RDC

In Which We Are Surprised.  Wait, No We Aren’t

U.S. still flunks healthcare test, group says

Absolutely fucking OUTRAGEOUS! by Paulius

Fox’s “Anti-Aging Fix” for McCain by Technology Expert

Larry Craig, Daniel Vitter Co-Sponsors of “Marriage Protection Amendment” by Technology Expert

Vampire babies on the attack! by Jen

In Which I Have A Whole Other List of Books To Check Out

List of every book read by Art Garfunkel since 1968.  I’d like to point out that Art started this list the very month and year that my beloved was born.  And that while Art is referenced in this article as a “voracious” reader, he averages about two books per month.  This year, I am averaging two per year.  And I really need to get going on cataloging them.

Speaking of books, some of my favorite books when I was a kid (and even now, I’ll admit it) were the Anne of Green Gables series by L.M. Montgomery. 100 Candles Anne of Green Gables grows old and gets her due. When my mom introduced me to Anne, the books were actually out of print in the states, and I read the same copies that she had read as a child…the hardbound editions with all of the dust covers missing.  For years I thought I was named after Diana Barry, Anne’s best friend, my dad recently told me he picked the name from the Paul Anka song.  When my oldest sister was born, when I was 11, I was allowed to pick her middle name.  I choose Anne.  Although my sister didn’t grow up to be a sassy redhead (wait, yeah she did), she can at least say – for sure! – that she was named after Anne of Green Gables.

In Which I Find New Websites to Waste My Time With

Things I Should Throw Out: Clippings From The Eighties

In Which I’m Just….Amazed.  And A Bit Disturbed

Man electrocutes pickle to demonstrate power of Christianity So, because I don’t love Jebus, I will not glow in the dark and I can’t make any difference in the world?  What?

In Which I’m Just Amazed

The Pregnant Man.  I cried recently when I learned that Thomas Beatie and his wife had safely delivered their little girl.  While I might just be a little sensitive about the whole having-babies thing right now, it makes me so happy when people who desperately want children are able to have them, in whatever way it happens.  Birth, adoption, whatever – these people wanted an expression of their love for each other in the form of a child, and they were able to do it in an unconventional way.  It’s beautiful.  It would have been beautiful if they’d been able to do it in a “normal” way, too, but then the rest of us wouldn’t have been able to share in the joyous birth of a child who was so, so wanted.

In Which There Is a Gratuitous Post About Bacon

In Which Women Smarter Than I Talk About Life and Other Big Things

Is HAES Unhealthy? by Well-Rounded Mama

Yeah, whatever, Kate Moss by peggynature

The cult of dieting by attrice

Possibly, The Most Tasteless CUSS Post to Date by Suzanne

ChronicBit: Lab tests demystified Via Lab Tests Online, where you can search for just about any test and learn what it means. Excellent tool for us Babes… thanks for the top, ChronicPal Shannon!

Family Pride by Happy Villain

Eye-Opener by Happy Villain

 

Mail? What’s mail? February 20, 2008

Filed under: crafty goodness,crazy friends,knitting — Diana @ 10:18 pm

Anya and I went to KnitOut at the Damn Mall on Saturday.  While at the Lion Brand booth, we saw all the advertisements for Vanna White’s line of yarn, and products, and books, and and and….

Says I to Anya:  “Why to I have such a hard time believeing that Vanna White is a true, hardcore knitter?”

Anya:  “Because she looks astonished in all the pictures!”

Anywho, we scored the latest catalog from that booth.  This is information I should not have in my possesion.  I found a great picture of a blanket made out of miter squares, which have been my latest obsession.  Unlike the things I have been making, Rambling Rows has different sizes and shapes and does some pretty cool things.

I decided to make this pattern for the blanket for the Tater Tot.  I was also thinking that I might rip out the original afghan for the back of the couch and use this pattern, doubled, instead.  Ah, the crafty goodness!!

I went to get the pattern from the website, found out that you had to pay for it (well, all right), and went to do so.  I thought that, since the Current Project will be done on Friday (deadline:  Sunday.  Friday:  taking Anya for surgery.  Several hours of uninterrupted finishing time!) I could start on the Tot’s blanket.

Oh, hell no.  Lion Brand is mailing the pattern to me.  Via mail.  For more than four dollars!

Amazingly, it’s not the four dollars that chaps me.  I mean, it was a six dollar pattern, with four dollars shipping – it’s still a decent deal for a pattern that I will use more than once.  It’s the mail part that gets to me – why the hell are they sending it through the mail? What not shoot me a PDF on the email I was required to give to buy the pattern…through the mail?!?!

I suppose they don’t want everyone passing it around to their friends, and thus losing the precious pattern revenue.  Boy, I hope they don’t find out about these new-fangled devices known as “photocopiers.”  I bet Xerox is going to go all the way on those.  If Lion Brand does find out about them…they are going to make us get tattoos of the patterns on us so we can’t share them.

I have my eye on a lot of patterns.  I’m not sure I have room on my person for all of them.

 

Things I Would Rather Be Doing February 7, 2008

So, the Super Crazy Busy period of the year has passed us by, and the reorganization has not yet happened, so I am now in that time in my job – as I have been on many other occasions – where I do not have enough to keep me busy, but still have to look like I am busy 100% of the time.

 

Interestingly, since I went part time in July, my workload has increased, but not enough to fill the hours of my day.  I’m not entirely sure why I am doing way more than everyone else that works “full time”, yet still have a good chunk of the day to while away.

 

In an effort to look busy while sitting at my desk without the use of my forefinger and a nostril, here are the things I would be doing if I could go home when my work was finished instead of when the clocks says I can:

 

(1)   I started the Mother-in-Law’s sweater during lunch.  I am on the beginning of the third row, and have already messed it up.  I don’t know what it is about me that makes me unable to remember the difference between seed stitch and ribbing until I can actually see that I am ribbing instead of doing seed stitch.  I think that part of the problem is that I learned to knit from my grandma in kind of a half-assed way, and not properly.  I call things all the wrong things, and I tend to label the stitches by what I did to get them than by what they look like afterward.  Therefore, on a seed stitch when it tells me to knit the knits of the previous row, I knit the stitches that I knit the previous row, instead of the ones that will turn out like a “knit” stitch instead of what I call the “purl” stitch.  It’s all fucked up.  It’s almost like watching a lefty knit. 

 

(2)   Short of frogging the 230 stitiches of the sweater and starting over, which I will do at Caribou tonight while waiting for my beloved to be done with his allergy shots, I would take working on the present for Carla’s baby (which needs to be done in 16 short days, not that I’m counting) or casting on for Sarah’s baby (which needs to be done whenever it is that we finally decide her baby shower is going to be).

 

(3)   Already be waiting for my sweetie at Caribou. 

 

(4)   Figuring out more stuff on the knitting machine.  Last night my knitting group came over and they figured out how to set the thing up, but there are all sorts of attachments and do-hickeys and things that we can do with it.  I emailed the Textile Center to see if anyone would help us out (for a fee), and I can’t wait to get started on this one.  Baby blankets, here we come!

 

(5)   Taking a shower.  I slept in today, and I need one.

 

(6)   Starting work on our corn bags.  They are all cut, and with the purchase of pinking shears yesterday, I am ready to cut the labels and start sewing! 

 

(7)   Cutting out the quilt that I promised Jeff I’d make two years ago.  This keeps getting further and further down the pile.

 

(8)   Reading the book I got in the mail yesterday.  I am on track to make my reading goal this year!

 

(9)   Be hanging out with my girls.  I haven’t had enough social time lately, and I miss it.  Then again, I am deep enough in the February blahs to not want to get off my ass and do anything.

 

(10)                       Anything, really, as long as it doesn’t involve wasting my time!

 

I’ve been a bad, bad blogger

Filed under: crafty goodness,home life,knitting,work work work — Diana @ 12:58 pm

Forgive me, WordPress, for I have sinned.  It’s been more than three months since my last “real” blog entry.  Here are a few of the things that I have been doing in the real world instead of writing about them:

(1) Working like a crazy, crazy bitch.  The end of the year is always a mess around The Organization for Which I Am Employed, and this one was extra-special with the introduction of a new benefit that needed a lot of attention.  Yay, work.  The good news is that we are “restructuring” and as of March 1, I will never take another phone call!  Yay!!!  So, while not terribly interesting or fulfilling, my job at least is rising above the I’d Rather Slit My Wrists Than Be Here situation it was for the last year or so.

(2) Fucking holidays.  Need I say more?  I think that every year I hate Christmas more and more.  I hate the fakery of love, I hate how early it starts, and I hate that (for my family), it’s not about the things that’s important – it’s about giving and getting shit (not that there’s anything wrong with that – I got some great stuff!).  The best part of Christmas this year was that I did NO shopping beforehand.  I highly recommend it.  Since we were going to Ireland, I told everyone that they were getting their gifts after the trip.  Not only did that save me a ton of time shopping (which I don’t like), but I think that I was much more pleased with what I got everyone.   I think that this year I am going to embrace the Homemade Challenge and not buy anything pre-made for Xmas, if not for all holidays.  So much nicer.

(3) Going to Ireland!  My beloved and I spent two weeks in Ireland, driving all over the southern part and took the train to Dublin for a couple of days.  We took 1,799 pictures (you can see the short version here) and generally had a faboulous time.  It was really hard to go back to real life after that – not only because Ireland was so wonderful and I wanted someone to dismantle my house and send it and my animals to me there – but because Jeff and I actually enjoyed spending every moment together.  After that, now it seems like we never see each other.  😦

(4)  Starting a business.  Yep, K and I (mostly K) have finally come up with an idea to do something with that will hopefully, someday, free us from the constraints of regular employment.  We are making corn bags under our old business name of Epiphany, and are busily sewing like mad, and coming up with the makings of our FIRST CRAFT SHOW in March.  Yay, us!

(5) Trying to get knocked up.  I’m just not talking a whole lot about how that’s going, or any details of the manufacturing process, thank you very much.  Let’s just say that at this point, I have given up The Drink (except for when I have my period…might as well have SOMETHING to look forward to!) and am taking vitamins up the yin-yang.

(6) Speaking of babies, Carla and Sarah are both pregnant, and I’m not saying that I might be working on gifts for them, because that would totally take the surprise out of everything, but that might be the case.  In other crafty goodness news, today I am casting on my first sweater, for my mother-in-law’s birthday.  As I am pretty sure that she has never even heard of my blog, I think I am going to document the progress online.  If you could think happy crafty thoughts for me, I’d appreciate it.

(7) Getting a new kitty!  Boris needed a friend, so on Sunday Jeff and I went to our local Humane Society and became the new parents of Checkers, a 12-year-old tortoiseshell and white kitty.  She’s adorable, and snuggly, and SMALL – Boris runs about 15-17 pounds, and she’s under 7 right now.  Of course, HE is scared of HER.  Go, Boris.  Checkers has a cold (not uncommon for shelter kitties) and isn’t eating terribly well, so I’m picking up her old food for her (cheap supermarket stuff that I would never feed my babies) and see if I can get her eating again.

Whew.

While I have not been actually blogging for a while, I have been thinking about blogging during that time.  When we were in Ireland, I was really wishing we had a lap top so I could write about the trip at night, and download the pictures we had taken during the day – I think it would have been a nice way to journal, and not been such a huge job when we got home.

Anywho, while thinking about blogging, the Tolstoy comment about all happy families being the same keeps coming back to me.  I mean, I started this blog as a way to talk about my horrible dates, and job, and friend fun stuff, but now I’m all old and shit, and settled into where I want to be…and I’m HAPPY.  And it’s boring to everyone else.  I mean, do you ever call up your friends and say, “Hey, just so you know, I am delighted to be alive.  I have enough money, food, shelter, a wonderful bunch of friends, I’m healthy, and things just couldn’t be better.”?  Of course not!

But maybe we should.  Maybe instead of writing about what I think will make a good blog entry, maybe I’ll just start writing about the dull old life that brings me such delight.

So, friends and readers:

I am delighted to be alive.

I have the best husband ever, and every day I am with him is the best day of my life.

I love my house, and I don’t hate my job.

We have enough money, enough food, and our house is in good shape.

My friends are wonderful and fill my life with joy.

I am experiencing better living through chemicals, and feel pretty good most days.

Life is good.

I am happy.

 

Big Blog Dump (with lots of hedgies!) October 26, 2007

SNAFU-ed …. Situation Normal: Bill Maher: “Show me a man wearing an American flag pin in his lapel, and I will show you an *sshole”

Parents use religion to avoid vaccines – Yahoo! News
Seriously, people?  Autism is a very complicated condition, and it is not – repeat NOT – likely to be caused from something simple like a vaccine.  People that make the link say that autism rates are rising…but could it be that, like diabetes, the rates are rising because the definition of autism has changed??  I’m certainly not saying that autism is not a serious condition – for those that are affected, it certainly is – but it seems that autism is the new ADD – fucking everyone has it, and if you can’t figure out what is “wrong” with a kid, s/he is autistic.  Let’s let diseases be, and accept that individual variations in a person aren’t always a clinical problem that needs to be treated. 

Colbert announces presidential pursuit – Yahoo! News
Finally.  A presidential candidate that I don’t hate!

Junkfood Science: Junkfood Science Exclusive: The big one — results of the biggest clinical trial of healthy eating ever
Best ending to an article ever:
Health is not evidence of moral
character and pristine diets. Don’t let anyone try to scare you,
threaten you, or get you to believe that if you don’t eat “right”
(whatever their definition) you’ll get fat, cancer, heart disease, or
die sooner. There is simply no good evidence.

Shakesville – I write letters
Damn, I love this woman.  I hate Ann Coulter with a hatred I usually reserve for ex-husbands, but Melissa totally put the smack-down on Maxim for hating her in a stupid way. 

The Rotund » “You Aren’t Fat” is not a compliment

Cute Overload! 🙂  This hedge finished carving her pumpkin – have you?
Carver

Prickleball the hedgehog for Colbert 08 on Flickr – Photo Sharing!

2007-10-08 Burning Hog Day 3 004.jpg on Flickr – Photo Sharing!
(Adding to Christmas list!)

My duhpreshun « Lolcats ‘n’ Funny Pictures – I Can Has Cheezburger?
funny cat pictures & lolcats - My duhpreshun Let me show you it.

We’re in your hand « Lolcats ‘n’ Funny Pictures – I Can Has Cheezburger?hedgelols - We’re in your hand Being tiny popples

hallelujah! « Lolcats ‘n’ Funny Pictures – I Can Has Cheezburger?
lolcat - hallelujah!  praise the lawd!

As you might have noticed, I have become a great lurker on the fatosphere.  I don’t have anything particularly interesting to say, and when I do, other woman have said it best.  I find that many weeks my best “clippings” come from these woman.  Yay!
She Dances On The Sand: Too fat for the job

Shortness Reaching Epidemic Proportions! « Shapely Prose  (Sarah, this one is for you! Grow, damnit!)

She Dances On The Sand: Sometimes, other people say it better than I can

Shakesville:  Politicized Embryos Are Fair Game

Shakesville: Par for the Course

Shakesville:  Atheists Stunned by Amazing Toast that Does Not Resemble Charles Darwin Whatsoever

She Dances On The Sand: Anti-vax and HIV deniers

Headless Torso: Commandments for the Lifestyle Police?

Fussy | Photo
cheese balls
How, exactly, does one install cheeseballs?

I found a fatal flaw in the logic of love.: The Important Stuff: Part I
This reading is amazing.  Congrats to Alissa and Evan!

Campaign for Unshaved Snatch (CUSS) & Other Rants: $&%#@!

Bitch Ph.D.:  Just the facts, Ma’am
For fuck’s sake (see “CUSS”, above).  When we people fucking learn about what PP really does?  Also, you thorn-in-my-ass anti-choice people, if you don’t give access to/information about birthcontrol, there are MORE abortions.  The best way to prevent abortion? Prevent unwanted pregnancies! 

I was told there would be bacon.: Oh, honey. Don’t we all?

not martha:  Martha’s Vineyard Fiber Farm Yarn CSA Giveaway
Oh, another wonderful thing on my Christmas list.  I really, really need to find some rich relatives.

Dilbert Comic Strip Archive – Dilbert.com – The Official Dilbert Website by Scott Adams – Dilbert, Dogbert and Coworkers!
Today's Dilbert Comic

LOLTheist: Blasphemy is Teh Funneh » Blog Archive » Shortly thereafter, the crutch came into the picture…jumpin’ jesus on a pogo stick

From Overheard in Chicago:

Man logic

By Ziggy

Woman: “Are you ever going to help me with the kids?”

Man: “I try to help as much as I can.”

Woman: “But you don’t do anything. When I ask for help, you always say you can’t, or you’ll do it later, or some other excuse.”

Man:
“But, honey, you don’t understand. The more I help, the more I cause
problems. I can get in the way. I can do something wrong. I can mess
something up. The more I’d help, the more you’d need to clean up after
me. By NOT helping, I’m actually doing more than you think.”

– Glenview

— Submitted by Torpedo


Flyer for an awesome dog – Boing Boing200710241336

HOWTO Find out why your flight is REALLY delayed – Boing Boing

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From the recesses of teh interwebs…. September 7, 2007

Where you fall in poll of U.S. reading habits – CNN.com
This makes me sad.  One in FOUR American’s haven’t read a book in the last year.  I average over 70 a year…I know that I’m a more voracious reader than most, but seriously?  A quarter of the population doesn’t read at all??? 

In that vein, here is one of the quotes of the day:

Logan Pearsall Smith

“People say that life is the thing, but I prefer reading.”

Stuff On My Cat: Words can’t express how awesome this is.


Stuff On My Cat: Oh yes, revenge will be mine.


Her job?
Her job?
Gosh, I’m glad MY husband doesn’t see it this way (although I have a sneaking suspicion that my EX would have loved this).

Overheard Everywhere | Can’t Wait ’til They Go Up against Hillary’s Flying Monkeys

Can’t Wait ’til They Go Up against Hillary’s Flying Monkeys

Girl #1: How come the pigeons don’t die when they hop on that third rail?
Girl #2: Because they’re Dick Cheney’s unholy army of the night.

Chicago, Illinois

Overheard by: I’m glad I couldn’t vote back then

Overheard in the Office | But I Guess My Underling Will Have to Do
Dispatcher peering into Tupperware container: I am so sick of kielbasa I could kick Jesus in the shins!

Emergency center
Pennsylvania


Foregound Background 3598 on Flickr – Photo Sharing!

Have I mentioned yet today how much I love the love graffiti? 

IMG_8174 on Flickr – Photo Sharing!
This one won’t let me copy it, but go take a look – it just tickles my funnybone!

widen on Flickr – Photo Sharing!
These three images rock.
widenlearninspire


Feed Me!: Another missed opportunity

A Job in Hell: Why I Work

Amen.  A-men.

Bitch Ph.D.

The-f-word.org » Blog Archive » Brains optional in Miss Teen USA pageant
This makes baby Jebus cry.

Cute Overload! 🙂
I ❤ hippos! 
Bebehipo

And now, for some hedgie goodness:

Cute Overload! 🙂
Momeeeeee

Poor baby hedges. Have a hairbrush for a Mom. Could be worse. Could be a Marlboro Light.

For more on this story, check out the Daily Mail UK.

Another sign I need in the future hedgie room:
hedgehog`s crossing! on Flickr – Photo Sharing!

Baby Hedgies!!!  From White belly hedgehog – 3 days old on Flickr – Photo Sharing!
White belly hedgehog - 3 days oldWhite belly hedgehog - 3 days oldWhite belly hedgehog - 3 days oldWhite belly hedgehog - 3 days old

This is how I feel first thing in the morning: GIMME MAI COFFEH! « I CAN HAS CHEEZBURGER?
128298075525157500gimmemaicoffeh.jpg

She Dances On The Sand: Ban the Grays!

Savage Chickens: Monday Ritual Cartoon
Savage Chickens - Monday Ritual

And, finally for this week, some photos I loved on Flickr:

DSCF3026.JPG on Flickr – Photo Sharing!
thecurseofbrian does the best graffitti photos ever!

(this one made me think of Boris!)

Free Bacon Night!!! (?) on Flickr – Photo Sharing!
HOOK ME UP!!!!!!!!

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