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Tuesday, May 29, 2007  I adore this picture and this quote.  
 Monday, May 28, 2007  Dear Diary, Normally Memorial Day is one of favorite holidays (Halloween is my absolute favorite though). However, this Memorial Day didn't exactly go the way I planned. Let me walk you through it. I got up early Sunday morning because I had to work at 9a. Then at midnight my third shift calls in and I couldn't find anyone so I had to work Sunday night until this morning. My boss had already scheduled me an interview for 11a Monday morning so I was afraid to lay down when I finished up the shift at 9a because I was worried I wouldn't get back up for the interview. So I stayed up to meet with the lady that was coming by. I also have a new woman on second shift that volunteered to work this morning for overtime since the boys were home from school. When the interview chick got here, she (the woman from second shift) decided to go fire up the grill to fix something special for the guys for dinner. So she gets out the grill, charcoal, and matches. She gets some lighter fluid from her car and tosses that on the charcoal, then pitches in a lit match. Well it might of worked better if she hadn't placed the grill directly below the sprinkler system sensor. All of a sudden, there was a loud pop and then gallons and gallons and gallons of water came down from the sprinkler system! Don't forget that earsplitting bell that was ringing to high heaven. It also triggered our interior alarm system so lights were flashing, doors were locked shut, power went off, and that blaring alarm sound. But the funniest part was my staff running from the grill because she just had her hair 'did'!! (She's absolutely ghetto-licious) LOL You can imagine how my emotionally-sensitive-violently It took an hour to get everything turned off and back to 'normal'. Luckily I was able to reach the firehouse before they dispensed a truck. Although this is not the Memorial Day I had planned, it very well may be my most memorial.  I hope everyone is having a wonderful Memorial Day! Don't forget to say 'Thank You!' to the soldiers and military personal in your life. Without your sacrifice, we wouldn't be where we are today.  Labels: Dear Diary
Sunday, May 27, 2007 Dear Diary, As you know, I love the Wizard of Oz! And I adore this picture.  There is so much that can be learned from the Wizard of Oz and its a movie that is absolutely timeless. I've been watching a lot of this movie lately, it offers a form of escape for my daily day-to-day. Not that things haven't been going well, its been kind of back and forth lately. But you know, life is like that :) I'm going through a strong phase of missing pixie, I can't wait for SirD to get the cable internet hooked back up so we can play with blogs and share pictures and whatnot more often. Especially since I have added a Mp3 player to my blog, she won't be able to listen unless she goes to the library! :( Which sucks because I'd love to be able to share this music with her. I had a lot of fun going through my CDs and picking out music to share on my blog. I didn't pick all of the songs I have posted lyrics to, but a few of them are on the listing :) Tomorrow is Memorial Day and its one of my favorite holidays. Not only is it (usually) good bbq'ing weather and the start of the swimming season, but more importantly it honors those who are fighting and have fought for our country. I'm totally soldier-crazy! I've tried a couple times to establish a pen-pal type thing with someone serving over seas but the webpages I sent postcards to (like I'm supposed to) don't return anything back to me. Fortunately I haven't gotten any spam so at least I didn't sign up for some kind of "send us $20 for your free ink pen" type thing. haha I know this picture says Veteran's Day but I like it and it works for Memorial Day :)  Labels: Dear Diary, pictures
Saturday, May 26, 2007 Something about this image really touched me...  Labels: pictures
Friday, May 25, 2007  Quack only when you are quacked at! Thought this was cute and needed a smile. Labels: pictures
Thursday, May 24, 2007  Dear Diary, I had a good break, enjoyed time with my family. I got to play with the babies my cousins are popping out like crazy, spent time with my grandmother, and hung out with both my parents and my sister. It was nice :) Also I was able to help my sister set up a blog for her recipes, which is fun watching her get excited about it. Plus her cooking is amazing and I'm glad to help Grace establish a place to share her recipes with others. However, its back to work again! elana Labels: Dear Diary
Tuesday, May 22, 2007  Yet another fun song for this beautiful spring day. Inspired by a new friend named Neil, thanks for getting this song in my head ;) It's Five O'clock Somewhere Sung by ~ Alan Jackson with Jimmy Buffet The sun is hot and that old clock is movin' slow, An' so am I. Work day passes like molasses in wintertime, But it's July. I'm gettin' paid by the hour, an' older by the minute. My boss just pushed me over the limit. I'd like to call him somethin', I think I'll just call it a day. Pour me somethin' tall an' strong, Make it a "Hurricane" before I go insane. It's only half-past twelve but I don't care. It's five o'clock somewhere. Oh, this lunch break is gonna take all afternoon, An' half the night. Tomorrow mornin', I know there'll be hell to pay, Hey, but that's all right. I ain't had a day off now in over a year. Our Jamaican vacation's gonna start right here. Hit the 'phones for me, You can tell 'em I just sailed away. An' pour me somethin' tall an' strong, Make it a "Hurricane" before I go insane. It's only half-past twelve but I don't care. It's five o'clock somewhere. I could pay off my tab, pour myself in a cab, An' be back to work before two. At a moment like this, I can't help but wonder, What would Jimmy Buffet do? Funny you should ask that because I'd say: Pour me somethin' tall an' strong, Make it a "Hurricane" before I go insane. It's only half-past twelve but I don't care. Pour me somethin' tall an' strong, Make it a "Hurricane" before I go insane. It's only half-past twelve but I don't care. He don't care. I don't care. It's five o'clock somewhere. Labels: lyrics
Sunday, May 20, 2007 Now this song is romantic! Call me country, call me a redneck, but this song is absolutely adorable and makes me grin each time I hear it. I can't help it! It's so sweet... and direct to the point ;-) Which I like in a Man. Ticks ~Sung by Brad Paisley Every time you take a sip In this smoky atmosphere You press that bottle to your lips And I wish I was your beer And in the small there of your back Your jeans are playing peek a boo I'd like to see the other half Of your butterfly tattoo Hey that gives me an idea Let’s get out of this bar And drive out into the country And find a place to park Cause I'd like to see you out in the moonlight I'd like to kiss you way back in the sticks I'd like to walk you through a field of wildflowers And I'd like to check you for ticks I know the perfect little path Out in these woods I used to hunt Don't worry babe I've got your back And I've also got your front I'd hate to waste a night like this I'll keep you safe you wait and see The only thing allowed to crawl all over you When we get there is me You know every guy in here tonight Would like to take you home But I've got way more class than them And that ain't what I want Cause I'd like to see you out in the moonlight I'd like to kiss you way back in the sticks I'd like to walk you through a field of wildflowers And I'd like to check you for ticks Oooh you never know where one might be and oooh there's lots of places that are hard to reach I'd like to see you out in the moonlight I'd like to kiss you way back in the sticks I'd like to walk you through a field of wildflowers And I'd like to check you for ticks Oh I'd sure like to check you for ticks Labels: lyrics
Tuesday, May 15, 2007 Normally I am drawn to guys who are intelligent, charming, and a Gentleman. But the type of men who are interested in me are usually like the ones described in this song. I have to say, these types of guys are a lot of fun!! :) There is something sexy about a hard working small town guy who is good with his hands... my favorite part of the song is "I don't like to fight, But I ain't scared to bleed" because I definitely don't like pretty little momma-boys!! Don't get me wrong, I like for a guy to take care of his Mom and respect her, but not be so attached that she has to go on the date with us! Guys Like Me ~ Sung by Eric Church I wear a greasy ball cap I like my shirt untucked I spend Saturdays working on my truck I don't like to fight But I ain't scared to bleed Most don't mess with a guy like me Guys like me drink to many beers on Friday after work Our best blue jeans have skoal rings We wear our boots to church So rough around the edges It's hard to believe that girls like you Love guys like me Your daddy worked at the bank Mine worked on cars You went to college I pulled graveyard You must have had your pick Of all the trust fund types But you came back to me and only god knows why Guys like me drink too many beers on Friday after work Our best blue jeans have skoal rings We wear our boots to church So rough around the edges It's hard to believe that girls like you Love guys like me Now theres a lot of guys like me out there In a lot of little towns And tellin' all our buddies, we won't ever settle down We say thats just the way we are and the way we'll always be So God sends girls like you for guys like me Thank God theres girls like you, for guys like me Labels: lyrics
Saturday, May 12, 2007 I don't know what it is about this song but it has really touched me today. Yes I've been in these kinds of relationships before, its not that I'm really thinking about those today but... I can't get this song out of my mind. Cut my hair the way you wanted Watched you become important Quit my job to make our new home far away Now you're Mr. Successful and I'm queen of the treadmill Trying to stay the size you think that I should stay I used to dream about what I would be Last night I dreamed about a washing machine I keep giving But I can't stop living A woman needs a little something of her own I like happy endings I don't like depending I keep right on pretending But I can't do that anymore Now you say I'm being silly But you don't know me really You never take the time to ask me how I feel I keep the check book balanced I decorate your palace You know I used to think that you were king Somewhere down deep I know you really love me But you can't see that what we have's not all I need I keep giving But I can't stop living A woman needs a little something of her own I like happy endings I don't like depending I keep right on pretending But I can't do that anymore You try to tell me I'm not being fair to you But life's too short for a selfish attitude I keep giving But I can't stop living A woman needs a little something of her own I like happy endings I don't like depending I keep right on pretending But I can't do that anymore Labels: lyrics
Friday, May 11, 2007
Thursday, May 10, 2007
Your Inner Child is Sad
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Tuesday, May 08, 2007 Dear Diary, I was just trying to help my Friend, MrC, out and tell Him about Jade's cough and that she don't want her medicine ~ but He said I was being a tattle tale!! Can you picture that Diary?? me!! a tattle tale!?! *rolls eyes* Oh Diary it gets worse... Not only did MrC take away my crayons and coloring books but THEN he made me write lines! I had to write 500 times "I will not be a tattle tale." I had until 9p to get it done. But MrC did have me call him on his way home, which was nice to hear his voice again, but then he told me to go to bed at 10p for the whole night!! the WHOLE NIGHT!! Well... maybe I was being a tattle tale an' that can be annoying sometimes and its not really my job to relay information from Jade to MrC but it is my job to take care of my Jadey. Its almost 10p now and... I am kind of sleepy... so maybe I will go lay down and *yawns* probably go to bed early.... (Thank you MrC.) elana who is no longer a tattle tale Labels: Dear Diary, project
Tuesday, May 01, 2007 Things have been kind of difficult for me the last couple weeks, physically I've been not up to par and emotionally I have felt the consequences. I am starting to feel more like 'myself' and this morning I heard this song on the radio. It gave me a good feeling and I felt uplifted, so I am posting the lyrics here. "Stand" by Rascal Flatts You feel like a candle in a hurricane Just like a picture with a broken frame Alone and helpless like you’ve lost your fight But you’ll be alright, you’ll be alright Chorus Cause when push comes to shove You taste what you’re made of You might bend ‘til you break Cause it’s all you can take On your knees you look up Decide you’ve had enough You get mad, you get strong Wipe your hands, shake it off Then you stand, then you stand Life’s like a novel with the end ripped out The edge of canyon with only one way down Take what you’re given before it’s gone And start holdin’ on, keep holdin’ on Repeat Chorus Every time you get up and get back in the race One more small piece of you starts to fall into place – yeah Repeat Chorus Yeah, then you stand – yeah Yeah, Baby WOO HOO, WOO HOO, WOO HOO- Then you stand – Yeah, Yeah Labels: lyrics
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