I Love Blogland and Bloggerville

Seriously.  I love Blogland and Bloggerville.  I love my friends I've made.  I love reading the blogs I read.  I know it's cyber space, but I really do care for these people I've met through blogs. I don't mean any kind of creepy caring for thing, but it is a special affinity.  And if you're reading this, that means YOU!!!

I look forward to daily postings and find myself disappointed when people don't post. 

I've met only one of my blogger friends, but she has come to mean the world to me, and I consider her a very close friend.  I think it's because we all bare our souls here in Bloggerville.   We don't have to wear fake smiles or our best outfits.  We visit with each other when we are at our most comfortable.

One of my most recent favorites is a young man from Chicago.  I started following him from Blogs of Note.  He is so creative and artistic.  I love seeing his creations and his photographs.  He has a special talent, and so wants to spend his life perfecting that talent.

Often times he'll gently suggest for people to send him something pretty.  I've done so on a couple occasions, but they were only cute postcards.  I'm NOT artistic!  You all know I love to send postcards, so this was a fun thing for me to do. 

Today in the  mail, I received a lovely postcard, and it was from my new blog friend.  It is a picture he took and turned into a postcard.  I LOVE IT!  It will have a place of honor on my refrigerator.

Isn't it amazing how a simple thing can make your whole day lighter?  Thanks Dean!

Check out Dean's blog here!

Happy Father's Day!

My dad loved popping peanuts in his mouth. 
He also loved the underdog.

Godfather Movies.  Bugs Bunny.  Broadway Musicals.
Your name is Judith, so when shortened, it only makes sense that it would be Judi.
Football.  Football.  Football.

Vodka in the Freezer.
Enjoy golf for the surroundings, Judi.
Black Olives at holidays.

Hip always out of place, so he walked funny.
Couldn't dance to save his life, but that didn't keep him from doing it.
NOT a snappy dresser.

Loved Jake like crazy.
Voracious reader.
Coaching shorts and no Top.  (ugh)
Snored like a madman.  (that's where I get it?)

Potato Chips were of the Gods.
Steak RARE.  No other way acceptable. 
He cried at movies. 
Corn on the cob and tomatoes with tons of salt and pepper. 

Happy Father's Day Dad.  I hope they have a great Father's Day cookout in Heaven today.

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30 Year Panic Attack

In just over a week, I'll be heading to Terre Haute, Indiana, for my 30th high school reunion.  I have been looking forward to this for months.  I've re-discovered friends on Facebook, made my travel arrangements, and reviewed my yearbook endlessly.  I've talked about it to anyone who would listen.  I've made my hair and nail appointments so as to be fresh and gorgeous for the big event.

But last night, I had a moment of panic.  And for a few minutes, I decided I wasn't going to go.  You see, in 1981, I looked like this:

In case you're trying to figure it out, I'm second from the left.  And yes, I had blue eyeliner on.  I think that shirt belongs to Jenifer Elizabeth Farrington.

Anyway, that was 1981.  Today, I look more like this:

 

 Okay, my hair is red, and I'm probably a tad bit taller, but this is a pretty good likeness.  If that doesn't do it for you, this one might:

Okay, okay, obviously, I don't have six nipples.  Or spots.  Or ears that cover up my eyeballs.  Or four legs.  But, you get what I'm saying.  My size has changed quite considerably over the years.

As I tried on clothes last night, I had that moment where I told myself that NO WAY could I show up looking like I do.  I would just give my regrets and stay home.  This made me sad.  It made me mad at me for not taking better care of myself, in anticipation of this weekend.  I had a nice little pity party for a few minutes. 

I'm happy to say that I got over that moment.  Yeah, I wish I were thinner, had better skin, had a job that others might find interesting, etc.  But, I'm guessing the majority of alumni feel the same way.

I don't ever want my appearance, or lack thereof, to ever keep me from doing something I enjoy.  I am what I am.  I'm a big ball of fun.  And, I'm going to go to Terre Haute, honeymoon with my husband, tour that high school I've thought about for so many years, and take so many darn pictures, you'll grow tired of looking at them!  I'm not going to worry about my gut or my butt.    This gut and butt are part of me, and the journey I've been on for the past thirty years.

So watch out Terre Haute, I'm coming back!  And, oh yeah, Baby got Back. 

 

New Toys

I have three new toys that I'm absolutely loving.  Well, four, if you count my HUSBAND.  ha ha.  I'm so funny.


My first new toy is this insulated tumbler.  I normally drink a Diet Coke in the morning, in lieu of coffee.  I've noticed lately that I'm just not enjoying the soda so much anymore.  So, I'm switching to unsweet tea and will take it in my cute sassy tumbler to work.  My ice cubes will last as long as I want them to, and hey, it's a cute fashion accessory.

 Toy Number Two is my new Kindle!  Yay!  I was trying so hard not to succumb to this trend, but oh my, I'm glad I did.   I can now be the ultimate in lazy and order my books on line and never have to leave the couch again!  Okay, well, I will have to get up and eat at some point, but I can still do some one stop shopping and start reading immediately!  Check out the fancy schmancy cover:

 Best of all?  I can adjust the size of the font.  Oh, joy!  Can I put off the bifocals just a tad bit longer?

And finally, even though I have no pictures to show you, I have some brand new sheets for my bed.  They are pink and frilly and girly.  They remind me of my grandmother.  And, Toy Number Four is not nearly as crazy about them as I am.  :-)

No Wonder I'm Pooped

This week I:

changed my name from Tedford to McCabe.

spent some time at the DMV to update my license.

spent some time at the Social Security office to change my card.  By the way, that is seriously the most depressing place on the planet.

put on my official wedding ring. 

ate my weight in snacks at the snack day the office held in our honor.

bowled again, worrying the entire time about doing something to hurt my ring.

looked at my ring about 984 times.

felt sad for one of my co-workers who lost his fiance to a very sudden death.

realized how precious, and short, life is.

dreamed that I was nursing a baby.  HUH?

dealt with fraudulent checks being drawn on our trust account at work.  Seriously, why are criminals so stupid?

had nail night combined with celebrate some more night and Laura's birthday night and wear a really cool new fascinator type hat night.

figured out that as much as I enjoy celebrating, I'm getting a little full from all the food and wine.

became excited when I realized:  my 30th high school reunion is in two weeks, the Morris family will be back here in three, and my actual vacation is within a month's time.

rejoiced that my friend, Tracy, got a job after 87 tries.  (literally)

bought a Kindle! 

took my Friday Afternoon Nap.


***Now we're all caught up.  I'm sure your week was just as busy!  We are all overdue for some weekend R & R.  Hope yours is a good one!




 

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