And now for something slightly different.
Ok first things first because I've been gone for about a thousand years. Ok, ok maybe that is a tad bit of an exaggeration but still, I haven't done a proper post in ages.
There are several things I want to address in this post. One is, when you see all these "please donate" buttons on sites where you get icons and cool desktop images what is a decent and fair amount to donate without the artist getting ripped off and without me getting the shaft as well while people laugh and say stuff like, "she paid how much for those icons? What a maroon!"
Another thing I want to mention is the fact that toothpaste marketing people like to make us think that their container is brand new and totally unique. No, it is not. Their statement is a gross infraction of the truth. Maybe I should say the tooth. Har har...
And what the hell kind of peppers do Chinese cooks use? We had Chinese the other night and my son Jc got some General Tso's Chicken. When I went to hand him his I got a bit of the sauce on my finger. Not a lot, just a tiny small bit so I licked it off.
This was a huge mistake. My entire tongue and the right side of my face burst into flames. Damn. Well it felt like it anyway. My son who is 23 looked at me and grunted,"it probably isn't really that hot."
If he ate that stuff and still felt that way then I may need an exorcist fast because Satan himself couldn't eat that without a gallon of milk handy to extinguish the flames.
Whatever those peppers were, they could be used as a very effective weapon. We could load them into a pepper gun and shoot them at people that piss us off on the highway. Here in Dallas that is a lot of drivers.
Now I'll have Dallas residents riding around town reading this via their PDA's saying, "what the hell does she know anyway?"
Another thing on this post is the subject of closets. I have figured out that American designers want to drive people like me insane with the tiny closets they put in all the houses. Some day I hope to have two houses. One will just be a big roomy closet that I can wander through with a dazed, vacant look on my face while I marvel at all the space. I await the day people.
My other son Donny - who I miss dearly - is on his ship and will leave port in a few days for a month (Refer to my earlier post of The Navy Hymn) at sea. While I am very proud of my son, sometimes it's hard to be a Navy Mom. ...(sighhh).
There are several things I want to address in this post. One is, when you see all these "please donate" buttons on sites where you get icons and cool desktop images what is a decent and fair amount to donate without the artist getting ripped off and without me getting the shaft as well while people laugh and say stuff like, "she paid how much for those icons? What a maroon!"
Another thing I want to mention is the fact that toothpaste marketing people like to make us think that their container is brand new and totally unique. No, it is not. Their statement is a gross infraction of the truth. Maybe I should say the tooth. Har har...
And what the hell kind of peppers do Chinese cooks use? We had Chinese the other night and my son Jc got some General Tso's Chicken. When I went to hand him his I got a bit of the sauce on my finger. Not a lot, just a tiny small bit so I licked it off.
This was a huge mistake. My entire tongue and the right side of my face burst into flames. Damn. Well it felt like it anyway. My son who is 23 looked at me and grunted,"it probably isn't really that hot."
If he ate that stuff and still felt that way then I may need an exorcist fast because Satan himself couldn't eat that without a gallon of milk handy to extinguish the flames.
Whatever those peppers were, they could be used as a very effective weapon. We could load them into a pepper gun and shoot them at people that piss us off on the highway. Here in Dallas that is a lot of drivers.
Now I'll have Dallas residents riding around town reading this via their PDA's saying, "what the hell does she know anyway?"
Another thing on this post is the subject of closets. I have figured out that American designers want to drive people like me insane with the tiny closets they put in all the houses. Some day I hope to have two houses. One will just be a big roomy closet that I can wander through with a dazed, vacant look on my face while I marvel at all the space. I await the day people.
My other son Donny - who I miss dearly - is on his ship and will leave port in a few days for a month (Refer to my earlier post of The Navy Hymn) at sea. While I am very proud of my son, sometimes it's hard to be a Navy Mom. ...(sighhh).
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