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| Because it RockedFirst and foremost is the sad remembrance of a great crooner, Frank Sinatra. It's actually the tenth anniversary of his death.  *sighs* Oh Frankie. When I'm feeling blue or mushy over my deployed husband, I lock the kids in a closet and kick back to some Frankie. Hands down, he's my favorite male Standards singer. Ella Fitzgerald is my very first fave, Frankie coming in second and Dean Martin in third. Any of you who are too young to know these singers, you must immediately go away. You make me feel old. I remember wanting to grow up to be just like Ella when I was first really learning how to sing and to this day, I still croon her songs in the shower. Now onto the coolness. Indiana Jones is ALMOST as cool as Chuck Norris. I might get my ass kicked for saying so, but sometimes you have to take that chance. If I'm dead in the morning, Norris has extracted his revenge for my irreverance. Henceforth, www.thinkgeek.com has now produced:  THE HAT! Yes, fellow Indy geeks, this is your destiny available here. If I could own everything imaginable from that website, I would. My last order was an insanely high dollar amount that showered my husband and I in geeky goodies and gave my inlaws enough material to tease me about for weeks. But I don't care. I geek out so badly over their site so much that it hurts. I enjoy being a n3rd and I don't care who knows it. I'm sorry, did you mistake my "nerdy and awkward" for genuine humor? I regret to inform you, you were mistaken. Aw come on, who wouldn't love a website that has actual caffienated soap? Goodnight gang! | | |
| BittersweetSo as you can see by the previous post, I've tried Xanga Themes. Hated it. Changed it back. How else can I get the same obnoxious looking page with any other layout? The answer: I can't. Therefore, suffer from my hot pink font! HAA! I've been wondering over social politics lately. How is it we can abort babies inside the womb, but not kill them outside? I mean, we've kinda gotten it backwards, haven't we? Sounds horrible, but bear with me: Inside the womb, the baby is quiet, doesn't need a diaper change, eats whatever it's given without complaint sleeps all night long and doesn't wake you with screams in the wee hours of the morning. Outside the womb, not so great. I love my babies, but frequently threaten to strangle them. They're noisy, messy, dirty, untimely, clingy.... *sighs* Cute. Every mom has a built in "acceptance chip". We're robots who are programmed to love insanity. Yes, even this pureed meat covered grossness:  Therefore, when you were a two year old monster, your mother (while fighting against her instinct to strangle you) was looking fondly at a milk-spill on the floor saying, "Awwww, you didn't mean to do it."  It sounds strange. I was a single girl just a few years ago, disbelieving that I'd ever feel this way about a midget-sized human being. But then again, I also hadn't tried sticky toffee pudding. There was so much I didn't know I could love back then. 
You little turd. You scream at me if I'm two minutes too slow bringing you your bottle and yet as soon as it's in your mouth and you're contentedly (quietly) sucking on it, I'm thinking of how soft and sweet you are. You shout 'NO!' at me regardless of the question I ask, and yet I keep asking you questions just to hear your tiny voice.  You pain in the butt who ruined my waistline, why do I know in my heart that I'd do it all over again for you...? You get peanut butter and cookie mush all over my CLEAN CLOTHES, so why do I accept it so easily?  Okay, okay. You're cute. I guess I'll keep you around for another year. 
But you'd better be a millionaire when you grow up. | | |
| *EDIT* God Bless YOU Blue Butterfly Baby! You've just saved my obnoxious font colors. For those of you who've just tuned in, I was stuck with some stupid hippie theme that Xanga plastered all over my hot pink font. Freaking Xanga themes. Crazy kids and their new age technology. I HATE XANGA THEMES. My site is under construction until further notice. I can't understand what the hell I'm doing and I'm so frustrated. I was trying out a "Xanga Theme" and now I can't get rid of the damn thing. More on this matter later. Until then I'll be shouting insults at my laptop. Man, I miss my obnoxious font colors.... | | |
| Love and Marriage It's amazing the difference between newlyweds and people who have been married for 50 years. The newlywed can't wait to please her new husband and so desperately seeks his approval and attempts to get everything just *perfect*. The wife after fifty years of marriage says, "I do it this way so to keep him off my back about how I'm doing it wrong."
Friedrich
Nietzsche:
It is not a lack of love, but a lack of friendship that makes unhappy
marriages. Mom taught me to pick and choose my battles with my husband. "Some things, " she'd say "just aren't worth fighting over. Sometimes you just have to know you're right and let your spouse think they've won the argument." So for crying out loud, why can't my husband just let me believe I've won more of the arguments?
Lyndon B.
Johnson:
Only two things are necessary to keep one's wife happy. One is to let her
think she is having her own way, then the other, to let her have it.
I find that when my husband calls me from his deployment, he wants to talk for lengthy amounts of time. Inevitably, he calls when I have the *least* amount of time in my day, typically when the kids are screaming, supper is burning, water is overflowing and my stress level is rising. Sometimes, it seems like he starts arguments just to keep me on the phone longer.
Joyce
Brothers:
My husband and I have never considered divorce... murder sometimes, but never
divorce. There are some days it doesn't matter what I say to him, I'm wrong. This afternoon, a guy friend called to say his wife had left him. He was crushed. He knew she was the love of his life and although bitter, he was desperate at the opportunity to win her back. As I listened to him, I was reminded of how blessed I was to have my husband. We're equally stubborn and could have easily made some of the same mistakes my friend and his wife made. Yet when I told my husband how grateful I was for his love and our relationship, he immediately responded with, "I don't like that guy. You shouldn't really talk to him much more." From sweet to sour in .04 seconds.
Katharine
Hepburn:
If you want to sacrifice the admiration of many men for the criticism of one,
go ahead, get married. Truth be told, I adore my husband. All things considered, I wouldn't change him for the world. I was just offered my dream job (a real estate agent's assistant with an opportunity to get my own agent's license by the end of the year) and although it would keep us apart for four more months, he agreed to let me take it. It was so hard to hear the sadness in his voice when he unselfishly agreed to let me take it. Circumstances prevailed and I will not be accepting the position at this time. However, he was so wonderful to put my dreams and the good of our family before his own desires.
Anne
Bradstreet:
If ever two were one, then surely we.
If ever man were loved by wife,
then thee. | | |
| What are some things you appreciate your mother for?I appreciate my mother for not eating her young.
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