I need, need, need to be on this show.

Someone just came to inspect my car.  I should have the estimate this afternoon.  Thank God.

No matter how tired you are at work at eight-thirty at night, the large cup of coffee really isn't worth the consequence at one-thirty in the morning.  Or two thirty.  Regardless of the fact that it is a dollar-five and just twenty cent

I'm afraid that my detestation of Mindi Ramsey may get me in trouble.  She is a local celebrity and a role model, after all, to bright and shining young, female, aspiring journalists all over Northeastern Pennsylvania, right?   Min

For those of you who have noticed, I don't link to other blogs.  I don't even list my favorites.  It just complicates things and then there's the obligatory linking back and then someone links to you and then you link back and t

I was going to write this entry and link back to the original post when I realized I never posted it in the first place.  Yes, of course I understand that doesn't make any sense at all. Let's just say someone was driving my car and

A maidA handymanNew floors, new refrigerator, new porch, fresh coat of outdoor paint, and some concrete workMore reason to use PhotoshopA little girl

This happens a lot to me.  I am walking around, living my life, minding my own gosh-darned business when my stomach starts to feel really awful.  It starts with cramps.  Then nausea.  Then a feverish heat.  Before I know it,

Then what does this say?  I saw this scene one morning on my way to work.  I wish I had some sort of explanation, but I really don't.  I suspect my cat has something to do with things, but I'm not positive.

Hubby and I have been meanig to put together a playlist of John Jr's favorite songs.  We find him walking around the house just humming and singing a few songs that always make us smile and think what an impeccable taste in music he has.&nbs

Because my Hubby is the greatest, he found me a few of the songs off of Ben's new album, 'Way to Normal.'  So far, I kind of love the album. Hiroshima - A song about an actual account of Ben falling off the stage in Hiroshima, J

As seen on MSN.com, Real Estate today . . .  America's fastest-dying cities It’s been another rough decade for the Rust Belt. And things really aren’t rosy in Ohio, which is home to three of the top five cities that are

I was going crazy trying to figure out why my fonts looked so crappy in Photoshop.  I've been messing the sizes and the resolution.  Downloading and deleting fonts like a madwoman.  Finally I Googled. One thing you should chec

Oh yes you did. You know who you are. And I know what happened. Karma will always come back to bite you in the nasty ass.

This picture cracks me up. 

Ever get so drunk you make a complete ass out of yourself in front of people who don't know you well enough to ever see you in that particular state of jackassery?  Such an ass that you feel the need to go into a complete and utter state of

Well, that's just not nice.  And I'm not awfully fond of you either. But have a nice day, anyway.

With Hubs working days and myself working nights, I wish I couls say we're like to ships passing in the night but we're more like two submarines submerged in two separate undisclosed locations off the coast of the Baltic Sea surfacing only ev

I opened up my freezer and actually stood back to analyze what was in there.   Some frozen turkey burger patties left over from camping, two frozen pie crusts, some frozen chicken (far left), some ice, some freezey things, and not one -- bu

Jr and I have become quite sick and tiredof picking up And-And's messes all over the floors during mealtime so we knew we needed to come up with something to make it stop.  Or at least hinder it for a while.  That's when the mom-ven

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I knew that was the Trachtenberg Family Slideshow on Noggin.  Not from Noggin. 

My kids don't watch a lot of TV, but when the do I am slapped in the face over and over again by one thought . . .  I really hate the Kidz Bop kids.  They're weird.  Like rubbery, plastic, overacting robots.   And spe

On MySpace, Facebook and Photobucket, here is a slideshow of my And-And's first birthday party.   

That you felt the need to share it with the world?  Well, world, my hair today . . .