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Crazed Ramblings from my Mind:
What do you think? Is this the face of the worlds cutest kitten or what? Hi Esther baby!
Mother love is a very powerful emotion that's even found in animals you wouldn't quite suspect. I was outside feeding some bread
to the geese that stay around the lakes and after throwing 2 slices at them decided to feed a mama duck and her newly hatched
ducklings who were quite a few feet away. She gobbled up the bread like nothing else, then the geese saw that I was tossing her bread so they came to investigate.
For the most part the geese and duck ignored each other, but then one dumb goose kept getting to close to the ducklings for
mama duck's comfort. She started quacking loudly and waving her wings in front of her brood obviously telling the goose to
stay away. But, he was a hardheaded fellow, and it wasn't until the mama duck flew onto his back and started biting him and
beating him with her wings that he got the picture and swam away from her babies. She didn't follow--good idea since the goose
was at least twice her size--and I was happy to see he didn't try to fight back. The babies, of course, will never realize how
protective a mom they have. :-)
"Rain, rain on my face" Got caught in a downpour today. Heard a tornado warning for a nearby county on the radio but the sky looked fine where I was
so I went out anyhow. I was running my errands and had just pulled into Wal*Mart's lot when
the rain started coming down in buckets. Ever been through an automatic car wash? That's how hard it was raining, plus the wind
whipping the trees, lights all over town flickering, and people running to their cars. Needless to say I didn't bother going
in. I managed to make it home in one piece even though there was so much rain on the roads and my windshield I could barely see.
The water was up to my ankles in the parking lot when I got to our apartment--all that in less than 15 minutes time! Guess I'll have to go to the bank and post office tomorrow, eh?
Okay, okay I'm pretty sure by now I have mailed every single person who could possibly care a picture from the wedding. And
**drom roll please** I have two stamps left! Woohoo!! This coming monday is our one month anniversary. It's amazing how
quickly time passes. Thankfully, I have a lot of things to look forward to this summer to keep my mind from being to bored as
I sit here alone with the kitties while Matt's at work. For one the official honeymoon is going to be this weekend at Cedar
Point. Sometime during the summer Matt's parents are throwing us a reception since we didn't have one at the wedding (we opted
for everyone to go out to dinner instead) and since many of his relatives couldn't make the drive to TN. In august I finally
start college (3rd times a charm!) and Rachie's coming up to visit. Oh and both our birthdays are in august too. :-) Nothing
planned for september yet though LOL.
The Prophesy Revealed!:
Ask any one of my friends and they'll tell you I have the oddest dreams. The most recent dream I had was a couple of nites ago.
I was leaving the Wal*Mart parking lot and to get down to the main road I had to drive down a hill that was nearly 90 degrees
straight up. At the bottom was a skinny two lane road which dropped off into a huge canyon. I drove down slowly and made it okay
but the guy behind me couldn't hold his large truck (like a tow truck) steady and it went crashing over the hill
into the valley below. I ran out of my car and watched him hit bottom and break in two. Then I called 9-1-1 and waited while
a paramedic arrived on scene. For some reason though, we just ignored the guy in the truck. I guess because it didn't take a
genius to figure out the guy was obviously dead from the impact anyhow. Instead I told him that I had run for a volunteer rescue
squad in Virginia (which is true) and that I had really enjoyed it. So he invited me to join his squad which was for both
volunteer and paid EMTs. It was located right in front of Wal*Mart, too. Anyhow, that's where the dream ended. So what do you think?
Have I prophesied what's to come? Or just put to much chili on my hotdog? I'm just glad I didn't dream about man-eating killer walruses
from planet Ziengong.
Now that'd be scary.
Quotes!
From the Movie Hot Shots! Part Deux
- In Saddam's refrigerator: Old Iraqi Beer, 2% Camel Milk, Falafel Helper, Hungry Nomad, Aunt Jemal, Saharan Wrap.You know what they put in the water, don't you? Fluoride. Yeah, fluoride. On the pretext it strengthens your teeth. That's
- Surrender Yankee infidels, you have no chance.
- Off to prison American satans.
- One pigs snout sandwich.
- I just do that for the extra money and to satisfy my male cravings to kill and win--Charlie Sheen
- Let's get this over with, not feeling so well today. My intestines were removed during action in the North Atlantic. Took
a torpedo in the lower abdomen and they replaced every foot of my bowel with hemp. Clogs easily--Lloyd Bridges
- In my hands nothing turns to putty--Brenda Bakke
- Why did you have to come here now? Of all the missions, in all the jungles in all the world you had to come walking into
this one--Charlie Sheen
- **funny scene with Lloyd Bridges** Mr. President we need a plan. This may be our last chance to get the hostages out.
Good, now here's where we are, and here's where they are. Oh jesus...oh god Oh no time for prayer, Bob. Now this is
the target area. It's Minnesota, sir. Uh, dammit man, that's the genius of my plan. We don't have to traipse all over
the world to fight, we can do it right here at home, get us some good fishing while we're at it. Sir, the enemy is over there
Then we'll fly them over here. They can bring their relatives, we can teach them to ice skate, do I have to think of everything?--Not sure and Lloyd Bridges.
(Wouldn't it be wonderful if our world leaders decided they'd rather ice skate then send their citizens to kill each other?)
- But if God is on our side we will rendevous on Lincoln's wart by noon--Lloyd Bridges
- Thank-you Topper, I can kill again. You've given me a reason to live.
Fact! Opinion! Whatever!
This goes along with my recent postings complaining about church. I positively hate going to funerals for the simple reason
that, from my personal experience, the preacher who speaks at the funeral says only a very few words about the deceased and spends
the rest of the time trying to round up more souls for that castle in the sky we call heaven. My entire family is baptist and
it's very likely that other religions hold different types of ceremonies. I just know that the poor person could live to be 110
years old, raised and adopted 8 kids, found a cure for AIDS, and invented peanut butter and you'll be lucky to hear two words
about their life or accomplishments. Why is that? If and when I die I'm going to come back as a ghost and attack the preacher
if he starts trying to conduct a service at my funeral. People are there to honor their recently deceased loved ones. That's
why I went anyhow. I really could care less about anything else that was said. All I want to do is say my last good-byes. There's plenty of time for talking fence-sitters
into walking with Jesus and Company later.
Links!
This is my best friend, Rachel's, permanent site. Be sure to sign her
guestbook!
Davezilla, my favorite blog.
Rotten.com is definately not for the faint o'heart. Be warned.
Interesting alternate news site. Don't get all your news from Fox.
Link where I got my free poll.
Satellite News, a great Mystery Science Theater Site.
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