Computers. Lord I love'm

I was having trouble with my computer. So I called Harvey the computer guy, to come over. Harvey clicked a couple of buttons and solved the problem. He gave me a bill for a minimum service call.

As he was walking away, I called after him, "So, what was wrong?"

He replied, "It was an ID ten T error."

I didn't want to appear stupid, but I had to ask, "An, ID ten T error? What's that .. in case I need to fix it again?"

Harvey grinned.... "Haven't you ever heard of an ID ten T error before?"

"Nope," I said.

He said "Write it down, and I think you'll figure it out." So I wrote down: I D 1 0 T

That Harvey... I used to like him....

A gal has to plan ahead

Husband Niks and I are thinkin' we'd better make plans in case the kids try to take our driver's licenses away.

I've always wanted to be a biker babe anyway.

Happy St. Patrick's Day

Flynn staggered home very late after another evening with his drinking buddy, Paddy. He took off his shoes to avoid waking his wife, Mary.

He tiptoed as quietly as he could toward the stairs leading to their upstairs bedroom, but misjudged the bottom step. As he caught himself by grabbing the banister, his body swung around and he landed heavily on his rump. A whiskey bottle in each back pocket broke and made the landing especially painful.

Managing not to yell, Flynn sprung up, pulled down his pants, and looked in the hall mirror to see that his butt cheeks were cut and bleeding. He managed to quietly find a full box of Band-Aids and began putting a Band-Aid as best he could on each place he saw blood.

He then hid the now almost empty Band-Aid box and shuffled and stumbled his way to bed.

In the morning, Flynn woke up with searing pain in both his head and butt and Mary staring at him from across the room.

She said, "You were drunk again last night weren't you?"

Flynn said, "Why you say such a mean thing?"

"Well," Mary said, "it could be the open front door, it could be the broken glass at the bottom of the stairs, it could be the drops of blood trailing through the house, it could be your bloodshot eyes, but mostly.....it's all those Band-Aids stuck on the hall mirror." That Flynn.

I'm just tired of all the politics

Are you tired of all the politics goin' on? I am.

It's The March Hare

Or maybe it's just rabbit rabbit time again.

I found these motorized rabbit slippers here.


I think they don't go as fast as February did.

These are more my speed.


Rabbit rabbit y'all.

It's Leap Year Day

It's February 29th! Leapin' lizards!

Leapin' cats too.


Happy day!

Inappropriate Card Day

Diesel reminded me that it's Inappropriate Card Day. Unless it's your birthday, this is an inappropriate card. Of course, it's rude in any case. In my family, if someone ask where something "was at," we always replied, "behind the 'a' and in front of the 't'.



This above is inappropriate on any day. So I guess it can't be an inappropriate card.

Below is one that I could send you, unless you're on a diet.


Whatever. HAPPY INAPPROPRIATE CARD DAY.

At long last, a nice little snow

I took the picture above this morning. It's the front sideyard of our yard. We had a nice little snow. No big deal, but all the South Central PA schools are closed today. I guess because we're expecting a worse storm during the day. I call chicken on that for our own little district. I think it's Friday and the teachers wanted off.

Our Borough is approximately a mile and a half square in size, and we don't bus any kids to school. They could have easily gotten in a half day. The beauty of that would have been that it counts for a whole day. And that would mean a longer Spring break. I know that my grandtwins didn't want a cancellation. Coupla geeks. They're in the Model UN at Penn State University which was to continue on through today and tomorrow. They hate not to be doing that. Nice girls they are.


This is part of what I see looking out my back living room windows.


This is another backyard scene viewed from the living room. I'm not ready to go outside just yet. Still in my jammies at a quarter passed noon. I love my life.

Eye candy

Libby commented that I live close to Hershey PA and Chocolate World. I sure do! The day after Valentine's Day (or VD as some call it, or maybe it's a day to catch it, I forget), my friend Leah and I went out to Hershey and took the tour again. There's a display there now featuring dresses made from various Hershey products. Some use wrappers and some use the candy itself! Whoa! There's a Twizzler dress! I wish I had thought to take pictures. But you can view them yourself, if you want, by going to the Hershey's Project Runway: Eye Candy site. I've linked it above.

They are actually going to auction these dresses for a charity. Twizzlers aren't my very favorite, but let's face it: if I bought it, I'd eat it. Cheaper to buy a pack of Twizzlers.

There are all kinds of shops there, called shoppes, where you can buy soooooooo much candy.

These shoppes above mostly feature gifts. If you ever buy me a gift at a candy shoppe, make it chocolate. Forget the teeshirts.



I've made myself hungry now. Surprise, surprise, surprise.

Happy Valentine's Day Y'all

Forget kissin', gimme chocolate!