tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16113571671510337462011-11-27T18:53:11.092-06:00Chrisnoreply@blogger.comBlogger581100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1611357167151033746.post-3020723936728650942009-03-25T11:47:00.003-05:002009-03-25T11:49:49.964-05:00

Just a friendly reminder from your neighborhood... something or other.....In case you missed my post the other day, I've moved. Please come over to TextImps.com Please!! I'm on my knees begging.Okay, so really I'm just sitting here looking at you. But it's a stern face. A face to fear. RUN! RUN I SAY!! RUN TO TEXTIMPS!!! (and don't forget to subscribe over there using the RSS stuff in the

Chrisnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1611357167151033746.post-1996573866676836342009-03-21T23:15:00.003-05:002009-03-21T23:24:17.192-05:00

Well -- I've decided I'm done with Blogger. I'm taking my ball & I'm going home!!This will be my final post here. Ya'll can find me over at Text Imps from now on. There's already a post over there waiting for you. Well, actually, ALL of my posts & all of your comments are over there. But.. I just published a post explaining why I've decided to move.I hope you will all follow me over there and

Chrisnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1611357167151033746.post-73818666639713205582009-03-20T09:28:00.003-05:002009-03-20T09:46:40.424-05:00

Yesterday, I was at Walmart. Yes, again!!! Sometimes I feel like I live there. Anyways... I got done with all of my shopping and made my way to the deli for some roast beef, ham & colby jack cheese.While I was waiting for someone to help me, a little old lady pushed her cart up beside me. This woman had to be almost 100. She was so feeble that she could barely push her cart.She waited there

Chrisnoreply@blogger.com13tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1611357167151033746.post-79459053668678370902009-03-18T14:35:00.002-05:002009-03-18T14:52:13.879-05:00

ETA -- Let's try this again -- Something went wrong with the js-kit install.....ETA -- ehh........ screw it ........... LOL-- Post Deleted cuz I got irritated --=D

Chrisnoreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1611357167151033746.post-28665703253267983082009-03-18T12:01:00.003-05:002009-03-18T12:15:39.551-05:00

I finally decided I was completely irritated with Google Reader. Every time I started following someone's blog, not only did it put it in my "following" section but it also added the blog to my subscriptions. That meant that my "gotta read it" count was always double.SOOOO..... I just spent the past hour UNfollowing all of the blogs I was following. No need to worry though, you're all still

Chrisnoreply@blogger.com13tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1611357167151033746.post-70629304805827270932009-03-16T21:54:00.002-05:002009-03-16T22:10:24.353-05:00

Yesterday, I mentioned going to to Walmart after the dentist. My face was still all numb and I was try to avoid eye contact with anyone.There are always a lot of people at our local Walmart, but yesterday, there were twice as many as usual. Some genius decided that they'd take every 7th and 8th grader in the state on a field trip.It must've been a home economics class or something. Each group

Chrisnoreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1611357167151033746.post-66643969305463393062009-03-15T11:28:00.004-05:002009-03-15T12:05:17.338-05:00

I learned a couple of things this past Thursday. First of all, my body doesn't react to novocaine like a normal person's body would. *breaks out into song* Novocaine.... for the soul.... before I sputter out. The dentist gave me one round of shots which included about 5 different insertions of the needle. He left me there to drool on myself and came back about 5 minutes later. "Is it numb?"

Chrisnoreply@blogger.com13tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1611357167151033746.post-63138668753651993472009-03-13T13:47:00.002-05:002009-03-13T15:03:49.577-05:00

So, Monday morning, I woke up and began contemplating suicide. It wasn't a question of whether or not to do it. No. That decision had already been made. The questions were How? and Where?The Ol' Man was home, so at least the kids wouldn't be on their own. That was a good thing. And the pain. The pain would be gone. That would be a good thing, too. All I wanted was for the knife to be

Chrisnoreply@blogger.com14tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1611357167151033746.post-74893755089992210052009-03-08T18:08:00.003-05:002009-03-08T18:35:12.597-05:00

So, I've basically decided that blogger irritates the crap out of me. It makes me nuts when I try to post a picture and the alignment of it won't work. It also bugs me that the quality of pictures is so BLAH when I use their upload function. I also hate the lack of addons and plugins and widgets and all that jazz.Another thing I've decided is, I totally screwed up my other site, Text Imps. My

Chrisnoreply@blogger.com15tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1611357167151033746.post-31669153354989580262009-03-06T12:56:00.003-06:002009-03-06T15:35:42.547-06:00

No, seriously? Whaddup yo?Usually, when I post, ya'll start leaving comments within 15 minutes. I'm a total comment junkie. I leave my e-mail checker open all day so that I can be informed of new comments immediately!! And get all goose-pimply when I get a new one.Well, yesterday, I posted and *sigh* I still only have one comment. (Update - 2 now) Where'd you go??? LOLMy tinyurls were

Chrisnoreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1611357167151033746.post-83065907057343327352009-03-05T12:28:00.008-06:002009-03-08T11:58:02.451-05:00

UPDATE -- Contest Over --My random generator thingy says that Petra is winner #1 and Samsmama is winner #2.Email your addies to textimps [at] gmail [dot] com and tell me whatcha want. Petra gets first choice so, Samsmama, if you pick the same thing as Petra, I'll write back and have you pick something else.-----------Yay! WooHoo!! A Giveaway!!! Now... Don't get too excited. I'm not giving

Chrisnoreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1611357167151033746.post-83349146528198970242009-03-04T17:46:00.003-06:002009-03-04T18:42:51.214-06:00

Did you ever feel like you were completely alone in this big world? For the past week, that's how I felt. Right up until 2 nights ago when comments started flooding in from the most wonderful people!! You guys are just so awesome! I'll never find the right words to explain how much your comments mean to me. So I will just say... Thank You!!!Now... seriously... we gotta move on to something

Chrisnoreply@blogger.com17tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1611357167151033746.post-64088606513318315502009-03-03T12:44:00.001-06:002009-03-03T12:46:19.973-06:00

Sometimes I forget just how awesome you guys are. But after the comments I received last night and the ones you wrote this morning while my lazy butt was sleeping, I won't forget again!! Thank you so much to all who commented. And thank you to those who read, but left no mark of having been here. It means more to me than any of you know.Crying?? Who, me?? No. There's something in my eye.

Chrisnoreply@blogger.com17tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1611357167151033746.post-72769792235162520422009-03-02T20:04:00.004-06:002009-03-02T21:06:04.246-06:00

Excuse me for jumping off of the looney train for the day. Don't unsubscribe because of tonight's post. Don't even subscribe because of it. This is not the norm & it won't become the norm. I just have some serious thoughts running through my brain and feel the need to release them.It's been one year. One year since she died. One year since they killed her. One year since the world of so

Chrisnoreply@blogger.com13tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1611357167151033746.post-72744961209451888662009-02-27T07:39:00.004-06:002009-02-27T08:22:21.133-06:00

When Jen from Sprite's Keeper announced that our Spin Cycle assignment this week was about change, the first thing that came to mind was diapers. After 11 years of changing diapers it's hard not to associate the word change with the word diaper.The last time that Luigi wore a diaper was the day before he turned 3. All of the others took a couple more months. To make things easier, I'm going to

Chrisnoreply@blogger.com15tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1611357167151033746.post-87596356083898729332009-02-25T11:59:00.008-06:002009-02-25T13:31:03.337-06:00

Beth, at I Should Be Folding Laundry, has come up with a new carnival called You Capture.Our first assignment was to take a picture of something we love, without using flash. I immediately started snapping pictures of Frogger. She's the only one that holds still long enough for me to take a picture without tracers.Imagine my surprise when she decided to pose for all of you and show you her "

Chrisnoreply@blogger.com17tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1611357167151033746.post-19938490905701383552009-02-24T13:52:00.007-06:002009-02-24T15:55:01.114-06:00

The whole thing started off yesterday, when Luigi, my 3rd grader, told me about a spelling game they play in class. The students line up, the teacher says a word and as a group, the students spell out the word, each taking their turn at the next letter. If you get the letter wrong, you sit down and you're out of the game. The last person left standing is the winner & they get a prize. Cool

Chrisnoreply@blogger.com13tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1611357167151033746.post-7327458857747788132009-02-21T14:37:00.003-06:002009-02-21T15:41:11.565-06:00

The awesomely awesome Stacie, from Stacie's Madness offered to send me some interview questions. I tried... REALLY I DID... I tried to be serious and answer these questions in a professional manner but... DUDE!! So not me. So you're gonna get this in true Chris fashion. Translated.... It's a jacked up interview and I'm just as lame as ever. Heheee...1) What is your greatest achievement?I'm

Chrisnoreply@blogger.com14tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1611357167151033746.post-84909777085813349402009-02-19T23:00:00.011-06:002009-02-19T23:23:02.744-06:00

Nothin' goin' on around here lately. The Ol' Man has been gone since Monday and right now, he's 20 miles up the road & sleeping at a truckstop. How horrible is that!?!? 20 itty bitty miles and I can't see him. If the yard wasn't all mushy from the rain he'd just pull the semi up into the yard and sleep at home... but nooo........ dang rain!!!!!Since I have absolutely nothing to talk about

Chrisnoreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1611357167151033746.post-24479741830475313092009-02-17T23:37:00.004-06:002009-02-18T00:13:09.440-06:00

**Warning -- Just turn back now.... seriously... By the time you finish reading this, you'll hate yourself (and me) for wasting your valuable time. **I have a million and one things going through my head right now. I have tons of projects that I could work on and 2 tons of projects that I'd like to start. Problem is, I just don't know WHERE to start. I feel like my other blog needs a complete

Chrisnoreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1611357167151033746.post-29786928258841473782009-02-17T07:28:00.003-06:002009-02-17T07:31:06.706-06:00

I totally changed my mind on that whole carnival idea from yesterday. I decided I need to do a little more thinking on it before I try and use it. Meh... Oh well... One of these days.Not much going on at the moment. It's only 7:30 in the morning though.Lots to do today but the first thing I'm gonna do is go back to bed!!!!!!

Chrisnoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1611357167151033746.post-8115292423087986392009-02-16T14:10:00.007-06:002009-02-16T14:31:02.113-06:00

You know what I call this? A crying shame!!Do you see it? Right there? In front of the dog?Right there!!! The brown thing!! Yes!! That's chocolate!! On the floor!!!Someone wasted a perfectly good piece of chocolate and I am NOT happy about it.And if you look closely, you can see that the rest of the chocolate is already gone from the heart-shaped box. *sigh* Such a tragedy.LOL - Someone

Chrisnoreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1611357167151033746.post-38452169107404379192009-02-14T20:39:00.004-06:002009-02-15T10:45:39.634-06:00

This week's Spin Cycle is all about laughter. What makes you laugh so hard that you end up with Coke On YOUR Keyboard? For my Spin I'm going to repost an entry from just a few days ago.For those of you who've already seen this entry, skip down to the stars at the bottom because I've added more info.For those who haven't seen it.. I hope you enjoy. =DLast Monday, I took a trip to the gas

Chrisnoreply@blogger.com13tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1611357167151033746.post-32039611579669870082009-02-10T16:29:00.004-06:002009-02-10T17:00:10.144-06:00

Now that my panic attack has slightly subsided, let me tell you what just happened.My son rides the bus home from school and generally arrives between 3:30 and 3:35. At 3:45 I started to wonder where he was. 3:50 - I started to worry. I called next door to see if he'd gone to my in-laws'. Thoughts of crazy students with guns & my son hiding under a desk in terror & overturned busses with dead

Chrisnoreply@blogger.com17tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1611357167151033746.post-42007061827763093232009-02-10T14:07:00.003-06:002009-02-10T14:18:26.086-06:00

Being a truck driver's wife has its moments. Yes, it's nice to not have that extra person to clean up after & cook for. But I'd trade that in in a heartbeat to have my honey home with me & to be able to see him daily.I'd love to be able to send him messages throughout the day & quick notes to tell him that the kids & I are thinking about him.Have you seen this new thing called the Peek? 20

Chrisnoreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1611357167151033746.post-83038392725511936812009-02-09T10:37:00.004-06:002009-02-09T12:30:57.057-06:00

The Ol' Man just left for another week on the road. He's going back to Texas again. Let that be warning to anyone who lives between Illinois & Texas. Bad weather is on your way! Remember last week when Kentucky, Arkansas & even Texas froze over? Yeah. Totally The Ol' Man's fault. Bad weather follows him wherever he goes. Actually, it doesn't follow him. It tries to stay about 10 miles

Chrisnoreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1611357167151033746.post-48901664690541154462009-02-08T11:12:00.004-06:002009-02-08T11:59:35.877-06:00

About 30 minutes ago, the Ol' Man asked "Who wants to go take a ride in the hearse?"Princess - No way!Tab - ME!Luigi - ME!Boogie - I go! I go!Frogger - *crickets chirping*The Ol' Man decided Tab would be the one to go. He just wanted to take it for a ride around the country block and make sure it was gonna get him to Indy tomorrow.They left and went for their test drive. When they came home,

Chrisnoreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1611357167151033746.post-16369920317573298422009-02-07T12:57:00.003-06:002009-02-07T13:16:27.824-06:00

Lots of work to do right now. Dishes, baths to give, cleaning the house, making lunch... ya know.. all that super duper fun I'm the mom stuff.I'll spare you a post from my tired mind and let you go check out my son's new blog. It's called Christian's Kingdom. Basically, what we're doing is, he does a recording and I type it all out for him. His recording are there on each post. Just a little

Chrisnoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1611357167151033746.post-68828780998393183012009-02-06T10:38:00.009-06:002009-02-06T12:22:19.316-06:00

Green = My Own PictureRed = This picture was stolen is being borrowed.When I was a teenager, my dad bought one of these...The Chevy didn't have power steering. My mom might weigh 110 (that's pushing it) and I remember her pulling herself off of the seat and hanging onto the steering wheel to try and turn the wheels.My dad also owned this magnificent beast...I loved riding on the back of that

Chrisnoreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1611357167151033746.post-57848188729067158042009-02-04T19:03:00.007-06:002009-02-04T20:01:33.287-06:00

Guess what I got... No guess. Seriously! Just guess! Come on... you're no fun. GUESS!!!Fine. I'll just tell you. I got........ my very own....... my very first........ Blog Award!! That's right! I'm the proud new owner of some Blog Bling blaby. I mean baby.To mark this special occasion, I have created a video for your viewing pleasure. (sound not required)That's right. On Monday, Ginny

Chrisnoreply@blogger.com13tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1611357167151033746.post-64197735730434352352009-02-04T07:38:00.003-06:002009-02-04T07:40:47.676-06:00

For More Wordless Wednesday head over to 5 Minutes for Mom

Chrisnoreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1611357167151033746.post-75374130807818095122009-02-03T14:42:00.005-06:002009-02-03T14:54:07.775-06:00

This is a response to Cows Know Their Directions over at The Daily Wit."The scientists were unable to distinguish between the head and rear of the cattle." Let me offer a little bit of help here....This is the headAnd here... we have the rear

Chrisnoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1611357167151033746.post-25396464869808094712009-02-03T07:51:00.007-06:002009-02-03T08:45:48.277-06:00

Since this is a fairly new blog and most of you know nothing about my personal life, let me give you some details so that this story will make sense to you.The Ol' Man has 3 very annoying little yipper dogs that annoy the piss out of me. They're constantly under foot and in my bed and the only thing they're good for is waking up the baby. They bark at anything, everything and nothing. I have a

Chrisnoreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1611357167151033746.post-4216913913846393162009-01-31T14:22:00.005-06:002009-01-31T14:50:38.835-06:00

My inbox is often cluttered with e-mails warning about the medicines I should remove from my bathroom, murderers jumping into the back seat of my car while I get fuel and killer clowns hiding in my bedroom. Because of these e-mails, I find myself at Snopes quite often.For those unfamiliar with Snopes (Where have you been? Stop forwarding this crap to me!!) you can basically search for keywords

Chrisnoreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1611357167151033746.post-82100514679188542552009-01-30T01:31:00.003-06:002009-01-30T02:21:48.848-06:00

This will be my first post in my new section called Hodgepodge. It's sort of like Random Thoughts but, I like the word hodgepodge, so I'm going with that. (FYI - I just read this post from start to finish and it was non-stop, who gives a crap jabbering*. I almost bored myself to sleep. I promise not to get mad if you just turn around and run.)I think I like Spam. Is it spam, Spam or SPAM?(*

Chrisnoreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1611357167151033746.post-24560456310434339322009-01-29T16:15:00.008-06:002009-01-30T13:52:46.484-06:00

Stacie from Stacie's Madness found a fun blogging game to play and I decided I'd give it a try. Here are the rules as she explained them in her post.It's called "Brought to you by the letter..." game. You leave a comment (asking for a letter) on this post, and I’ll assign you a letter. You write about ten things you love that begin with your assigned letter, and post it at your place. When

Chrisnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1611357167151033746.post-85774951010042608342009-01-29T14:53:00.005-06:002009-01-29T15:48:09.797-06:00

Luigi is home from school again today. Poor kid was still sick this morning when he woke up. He seems much better now. In fact, he just finally ate again for the first time in a couple days. He chowed down a Spam sandwich. Yes, that's right. I said Spam.I don't make a habit of buying Spam. The Ol' Man is a truck driver and I bought this can thinking it would be something he could take

Chrisnoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1611357167151033746.post-71489921775082956252009-01-28T08:13:00.006-06:002009-01-28T08:20:55.649-06:00

For More Wordless Wednesday head over to 5 Minutes for Mom

Chrisnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1611357167151033746.post-2868002172589385472009-01-27T08:59:00.002-06:002009-01-27T09:12:48.990-06:00

No - It's not gonna be a juicy story... sorry..... just some blog brain guilt. Something I try not to do is to leave links to my own posts/pages/sites in other people's comments. But you know what.... in the past hour.... I did it not once, but twice!! What the heck's up with that? But dangit... I have good reason! The first post I was replying to was about laughter & the 2nd post had the

Chrisnoreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1611357167151033746.post-71120325868320210932009-01-24T23:36:00.004-06:002009-01-26T12:33:57.831-06:00

Four score and seven years ago....Okay, more like 4 months and 7 days ago... I was having a clickfest and checking out one blog after another. I came upon a post that brought me to tears. I immediately copied the link and e-mailed it to a few friends. Twenty minutes later, I sat at my desk, in fits of laughter. Again I copied the link and sent it. An hour passed and three more e-mails were

Chrisnoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1611357167151033746.post-76967896740745800422009-01-23T22:07:00.005-06:002009-01-23T22:58:34.683-06:00

I wanted to do this whole Fun With Google thing that I saw at Scientific Nature of the Whammy. But as I started doing my searches, I realized that my name has been taken over by one article after another about Christina Aguilera. So instead... you get to hear about boobie boogers.This morning, Frogger woke up totally ticked off. She was screaming non-stop at the top of those powerful little

Chrisnoreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1611357167151033746.post-44748645861497487672009-01-23T02:39:00.003-06:002009-01-23T02:49:00.416-06:00

Hooooo-leeeeeeee-Cow!! I am FINALLY finished... I think.... I've been working for the past few days on a new layout/template/theme (whatever you wanna call it) for Text Imps. I think I'm finally finished. Well, until someone informs me that something's broken. *crosses her fingers that it doesn't happen* Or until someone says "Hey I have an idea for something you could add/change/delete"So

Chrisnoreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1611357167151033746.post-41209704960744181532009-01-20T13:40:00.005-06:002009-01-20T13:58:29.038-06:00

Yesterday, while replying to a comment about my broken toe, I was reminded of some more things I've done in the past couple weeks to injure myself.First was folding up a cot and getting my finger pinched between two pieces of metal. 2 1/2 weeks later, I still have a blood blister on the pad of my index finger. It drives me nuts because every time I see it, I think there's dirt on there or

Chrisnoreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1611357167151033746.post-46471543371589188112009-01-19T13:12:00.005-06:002009-01-20T14:04:44.368-06:00

One Of These Is Not Like The OthersLast night, I had a little argument with the rocker under the recliner. Let's just say I did not come out victoriously. It hurts all the way up to my knee. The sad thing is, this was not 10 seconds after I managed to slam my elbow into a crib. Sometimes I think I need to live in a padded room.And just FYI - My foot is not as dirty as it looks. Seriously!

Chrisnoreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1611357167151033746.post-18842005397245157722009-01-17T11:29:00.003-06:002009-01-17T11:45:27.176-06:00

I'm new to the "blogging for the public" thing. My other blogs were always just for family. If someone would comment, I could just talk to them later or shoot them an e-mail or something. I had it all figured out.But now, I've started this blog and am welcoming anyone to read (if they can stand to do so) and welcoming anyone to comment.My question is, how do YOU go about responding to comments

Chrisnoreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1611357167151033746.post-60802243070442545092009-01-16T21:54:00.003-06:002009-01-16T22:10:30.041-06:00

I found this at Living In A Girl's World. It looked like fun and hers made me laugh so I thought I'd try it. Some of my answers ended up fitting the question so perfectly that it looks like I cheated... but I promise I didn't.1. Put your MP3/Ipod player on shuffle.2. For each question, press the next button to get your answer (questions below)3. YOU MUST WRITE THAT SONG NAME DOWN NO MATTER HOW

Chrisnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1611357167151033746.post-73139471209517101052009-01-15T14:24:00.007-06:002009-01-15T14:45:16.928-06:00

Holy Frozen Snotcicles!!!It's cold!!!Didn't I tell you it was cold?!?The SS is from 2am, but the temp is almost exactly the same now at 2pm.And here's a screenshot about the post from the other day about Seacrest congratulating the blind dude on American Idol. The dude's an awesome singer by the way.Last night's audition show wasn't any better. I hate this new format. 4 singers in an hour

Chrisnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1611357167151033746.post-45807735725234700162009-01-14T16:38:00.004-06:002009-01-14T16:55:24.715-06:00

I was just over at Text Imps looking around and thinking of doing some design changes. If you haven't been over there, go check it out. It's far more interesting than anything you'll find here.Anywho.... On the front page, there's a link to a post by Cameron at Get The Stink Off. Check out my ads which are based on his post....That's class baby!!!

Chrisnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1611357167151033746.post-46779519205008116062009-01-14T15:20:00.003-06:002009-01-14T15:33:27.497-06:00

I love The Ol' Man dearly. I really do!! But sometimes I just want to stick my shoe straight up his ass!!!For those who are unaware, it's freakin cold here today!! So cold that the kids were sent home early from school. So cold that The Ol' Man's load (he's a truck driver) was canceled for fear of the truck breaking down and him freezing to death in the 20 to 30 below windchill.So last night,

Chrisnoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1611357167151033746.post-36297589226546841122009-01-14T00:39:00.003-06:002009-01-14T00:48:32.420-06:00

I'm not a huge American Idol fan. The only part of the season I watch is the auditions and that's only because I love laughing at the people who can't sing for shit.Tonight's episode only had 3 guys who made me laugh. 1 singer with a voice deeper than Barry White's, some dude that frankly... I have NO IDEA what the hell he thought he was doing, and then there was Ryan. The last performer of

Chrisnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1611357167151033746.post-44094798228226084962009-01-12T07:54:00.003-06:002009-01-12T09:19:36.402-06:00

With Christmas only a couple of weeks in the past, I have Ralphie on the brain. Ralphie and his Little Orphan Annie decoder pin & of course the Official Red Ryder Carbine-Action Two-Hundred-Shot Range Model Air Rifle!!Today begins the "up to 90 days" waiting period for my 8 year old son, Luigi. First off... 90 days? Seriously?? Luigi was none to thrilled to hear that he'd have to wait so long

Chrisnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1611357167151033746.post-69110891062336509252009-01-10T20:55:00.002-06:002009-01-10T21:02:17.336-06:00

Have you ever been blaring the music in your headphones and decided your fart was going to be silent.... so you let it go... only to turn around and see everyone in the room staring at you and laughing... and then you realize it wasn't as silent as you thought?No???Just me???Okay.... Just wondered.

Chrisnoreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1611357167151033746.post-12553246960656612652009-01-09T23:34:00.003-06:002009-01-09T23:41:53.027-06:00

Earlier, Frogger started crying so I went to her bed, changed her diaper and picked her up. After some "My mom's insane" talk and a few sweet little smiles, I went and sat in my recliner to feed her. All of a sudden, my butt started feeling wet.Why??Because Boogie had fallen asleep in the Ol' Man's chair while I was at the store today. Someone didn't feel the need to wake her up. Much easier

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FridayMe: I'm going to the grocery store. Is there anything in particular that you want?Ol' Man: No, but don't forget that I'm going to the meat market on Monday.MondayOl' Man: What's for dinner?Me: Hot dogs, fries and mac-n-cheese.Ol' Man: We don't have anything better?Me: No, we don't have any meat. I only bought enough for the weekend.Ol' Man: Oh.. okay. I'll go to the meat market in the

Chrisnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1611357167151033746.post-8362845296049923292009-01-07T10:35:00.004-06:002009-01-07T10:38:47.023-06:00

Apparently this template's comments were messed up or something. When visitors clicked the "Post Comment" link, it just shot them to the bottom of the page. Thanks you Dances for pointing it out. So I went ahead and changed my setting so you'll get the Blogger pop-up comment box thingy. I'm not really fond of that thing, but... oh well....

Chrisnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1611357167151033746.post-26273009914455090982009-01-07T00:28:00.002-06:002009-01-07T00:32:39.736-06:00

Well, I guess I've found my template. That was way quick! It's not totally finished but pretty damn close. I figure I'll wait until I have worthwhile stuff to put over there on the right sidebar rather than just throwing a bunch of shit up so it doesn't look bare.I'm not use to using other people's designs but I've got so many projects going on right now that I just don't even have time to

Chrisnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1611357167151033746.post-91167483100841782952009-01-06T21:31:00.003-06:002009-01-06T21:34:28.811-06:00

Post number 2 and the beginning of the WHY?!? section.WHY?!? does my husband find it so impossible to understand that food does not belong in the sink?You'd think that after 9+ years of being bitched at about it and after having spent 3 hours under the house a week ago, snaking said food out of a plugged drain... that he'd get it!!!

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This is my first post at Coke On My Keyboard. I have no clue what I'm going to write about here. I just thought it was a great name and fit me so well that I had to register it.For the next week, I probably won't post anything at all. For those who know me, you know I have a template obsession. So that, my friends, is what I'll be doing for the next few days. Finding templates I love,

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