May 12, 2009

I'm in a dither...

Lately havin' too many topics to choose from to share has NOT been a problem.

'Member that whole dried up period I just supposedly went through and am now over? Well, I am over it. Mostly. But, I still wonder what to write about each time I sit down.

Tonight, I don't have that dilemma.

You see a while back my most lovely friend Podcastin' Cyndi, whom by the way is known as Hyacinth to the rest of the bloggin' world (Yeah, uh huh. That's right. I am friends with Ree's best friend. Go ahead...touch me. Ssssss. It burned ya, didn't it? Or were you rollin' your eyes because you can't believe I stooped to pullin' out my Pioneer Woman card again?)...any way, my lovely, lovely friend Podcastin' Cyndi suggested I write a series about "the charming neighborhood" I live in. (Stop laughin' family and real life're risking offending Ree's real life friend.) And tonight would be a good story to introduce the hood to y'all.


I also wanted to share a most delightful little tidbit complete with fabulous and interesting pics about that state (Idaho) I am always writing about (Idaho) and haven't lived there full-time in over 20 years...


The fact I cannot, no matter how much I beg, plead, demand, cajole, whine, barter or any other method you can name...get Big Shooter to purchase a new lawn mower. This is the same guy who steamrolled over his betrothed and only precious-beyond-words daughter in the parking lot to get into the electronics store to purchase a new TV last year. Apparently, mowers just don't do it for him like plasma?
I can't imagine why?


I am going to bed.

I'm not elaborating on my new, young, hip, alternative-living, abundantly tatted and pierced neighbors whom I just returned home from the hospital with a few minutes ago.

I'm not elaborating on the phenomenon very few people (me and Big Shooter included) have witnessed in real Idaho.

And I am not elaborating on the testosterone levels in my house involving a lawn mowing devise.

G'night. Sleep tight. Don't let the bed bugs bite.

Love Note to my Big Shooter: Shush. Not a word. You had your Cancer Card. I am allowed one too. Mine just happens to be someone, instead of something!


ShEiLa said...

What is it with MEN & PLASMA...
the flat screen is a necessity in EVERY home. Right?

I would be delighted to hear about your charming neighborhood.

Oh and the Idaho photo... I know they are know as snow rollers... but I did a post awhile back after a visit to Logan, UT. It was the first time I paid attention to these... and I named them 'Wheely-bobs'. Much cuter name don't ya think?


6 Happy Hearts said...

We are kindred spirits you & I.
Love the pics!!!

Andrea@Sgt and Mrs Hub said...

Any of those stories would highly entertaining, told by you!

Hope you slept well :)


Crazy...inCatoosa said...

LOL! You are correct. Bald & Senseless did play the cancer card so you're entitled to play the "I know someone who knows someone who's really cool" card. Just don't tell anyone that Ree actually has all that food catered in and all those fabulous pics snapped by a professional photog!

I'm continuously amazed by BS's utter lack of dignity. He's certainly sure of his manhood to allow you to display the junk collection he calls a backyard in such a public way.

Please ask him to leave his wig at home this week-end. Though he's clearly accepted the fact that he's a raging cross-dresser, I'm afraid it might scare the little kids.

On a serious note, I love the fact that you accompanied your hepatitis, HIV-infected neighbors to the hospital last night. You are a true Christian in a world that desperately needs them. God bless you, my queer little friend.

Anonymous said...

I am interested in your neighborhood now. Do tell.

So you're practically really famous. I'm impressed. I just won a grill from The Pioneer Woman on Saturday. I couldn't be more delighted and oh, the traffic I got this weekend. Nothing like your name in the spotlight once in a while. I even have a father's day gift now. ;-)


Unknown said...

You are practically Pioneer Woman's best friend.

Must know about the neighborhood. Does everyone have broken lawnmowers in their yards?

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