Wednesday, May 27, 2009

All Kinds of Crazy

Yes, I'm still alive...and yes, I'm still in a band! The last few weeks have been filled with the craziness that happens after a tornado hits your town. Most of my personal craziness (besides the normal crazy I enjoy) has been centered on long talks with insurance adjusters, trying to get what is needed to really fix our old home properly. I've received three checks so far (each adjuster seems to disagree with the one prior), and it looks as if I will receive two (if not three) more before all is said and done.

Meanwhile, we took band photos last weekend - and The Offspring did well on a moment's notice. Not to mention, it is difficult to get seven people to hold still for any period of time. Oh, wait, excuse me - it's even MORE difficult to get seven MUSICIANS to hold still for any period of time.
She took a ton of photos - and then quickly photoshopped a few. We tried looking serious, looking goofy, looking happy...just tons of photos.I loved the walking ones the best - we tried taking baby steps up the driveway while she snapped away.
We have a gig this Friday night, and then one the weekend following. Just local stuff - and hopefully we will entertain the crowd and have fun at the same time.
So, if you don't know already - which photo do you think we chose as the "official" photo for the band?

Tuesday, May 12, 2009

Belated Mother's Day Repeat

Can you get any worse that being LATE for a holiday, with the possible exception of posting something you've previously posted?

Oh well, if you know of a way to beat that...tell me, and I'll perform like a bear at the circus.

I just had to share this again - even though it came out in 2006, it STILL makes me laugh today. Enjoy.

My favorite line: "Put down the yardstick!"

Monday, May 04, 2009

Fun Monday - Yeah, I'm BACK! Well, Sorta...

It's Fun Monday! And Karisma is our gracious hostess! I had to do a "repeat" because I'm still a little behind on my blogging, but this is my vow to return, once and for all! Our task was to share a "funny, silly or just downright cute story about your pets or your children." I'm not sure my story fits ANY of those categories, but here goes:

It began as a joyous occasion, my executive secretary's 80th birthday. This is a woman for which I have the utmost respect, as she has been dutifully keeping my books and cutting checks to pay my bills, as she did for the previous owner. She is more than a secretary - she's like a second mother, who thinks nothing of admonishing me for spending too much money, or giving me a good-natured slap on the ass when I say something off-color.

At the end of her party, she gave me a flower arrangment, adorned with balloons and beautiful curly string. It is for this reason that I secretly resent her. See this innocent looking feline? Well, I could have throttled her with my bare hands. I knew well enough to place the bouquet of flowers on a high surface when we went to bed that evening. What I forgot is the ability for Whiskas to leap upon tall furniture in a single bound.

When Roger and I awoke the next morning and stumbled into the kitchen to retrieve that life-saving first cup of coffee, our bare feet slipped on something. "What the heck is THAT?" we wondered, sleepily. After turning on the light - we noticed brown streaks on our white floor. Not only in the kitchen, but across the bathroom floor as well. Seems as if Whiskas discovered the curly string, ingested it in a frenzied moment of play, and spent the rest of the evening attempting to remove it from her intestinal tract by alternately scooting her bottom across the floor and sharting.

After many expletives were hurled, we rectified the mess. Time to rectify the cat. Upon inspection of her puckered exit, we discovered a lovely, brown-stained curl of ribbon portruding from her anus. Remember those Chatty Cathy dolls? Much the same effect can be achieved by holding down a cat and pulling curly string out of her ass.

Now go visit the other participants!