July 31, 2005
Procrastination
I'm really good at it. No, I mean, I have become a professional. I can see alot of readers nodding their heads in agreement. Ahem. What I mean is, YOU have reached the level of professional in this skill as well.
Chickie is going to be working today. Yes, she is only 10. Before you call CPS or some other agency on me, it is not an infraction of the child labor laws. A neighbor of mine owns a bouncy house business. One of the attractions they have is a "train." She'll be taking tickets from children. She is excited about earning some extra cash becase, Lord help me, she wants a hamster. I told her that she had to save up for it. She's been working hard around the house to do so. She gets a regular (albeit not large) allowance for chores around the house. She doesn't get money for the things I feel are her responsibility at any time, such as cleaning her room. So she has been doing the dishes, and cleaning her bathroom for example. We've even been teaching her how to do the laundry.
But I digress. So, yesterday morning I was sitting here writing this post, when I needed to send some information to my brother's girlfriend (I'll post that later) for his suprise 50th birthday party. Plus I needed to start cleaning the house. I kept finding things to do besides the write up.
And of course, you know, the dogs? They needed to be played with. And they needed some treats. And the puppy? I had to go through some standard traning exercises with him. Sit. Stay. DON'T CHEW ON ANYTHING NOT RELATED TO FOOD OR DOG TOYS. Stuff like that.
Well, Mr. Murphy came in and screwed up everything.
You see, we had an unexpected visitor in our garage. That is half full of boxes. That we haven't unpacked. From a year and a half ago.
But I'll post more on that later. I need to take the kids to Wally World for school supplies and hair cuts.
And if you haven't already done so, don't forget to post your caption here. There's still time. What are you waiting for?
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July 30, 2005
How do you live your life?
At hat tip to Empty Nest for this little survey. Ok folks, give it a try. How do you live your life?
| How You Live Your Life |
 You tend to avoid confrontation and stay away from sticky situations. Your friends tend to be a as quirky as you are - which is saying a lot! You tend to always dream of things within reach - and you usually get them. |
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July 29, 2005
Canival of the Captions
Hello, my name is Moogie, and I'm a photo-aholic (Hiiiiiiiiiiiii Moogie). I kept it under control until I received my first digital camera from Mr. Moogie. It went downhill from there. I thought I had recovered after the camera bit the dust. I promised Mr. Moogie it would never happen again. I would control my impulses. So, he bought me a new, improved, OH MY GOD this camera could do my dishes and clean the toilet version (Kodak DX7590). I picked up the habbit all over again. Medication does not help. I cannot resist taking photographs of anything not quick enough to get away. My pulse speeds at each click of the shutter. It's an inexplicable high.
That being said, I thought I would start up a Caption Contest of sorts. I'll post a picture, or a group of them, and you let me know what you think the caption should be. If you win, I'll put your name on the side bar (how cool is that?). I'll even make sure I link back to your blog if you have one.
Without further ado, here is the first in the Carnival of the Captions series.
Every now-and-again, I see a picture that makes me wonder just what was going on in the subject's mind. Do you ever have that happen to you?
Here is a picture of Chickie, which Mr. Moogie took. He said she was looking off into the distance, unaware of her surroundings. Click on the image to make it larger.
What would you call this picture, and why?
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July 28, 2005
Rolled Oats Cake
This week's Carnival of the Recipes is being hosted by non other than our lovely Christina. Go check it out here!
This is a family recipe that was used regularly for a birthday cake
for my oldest brother and I. It's still a favorite in our household. It's popular at work too. I get quite a few requests for it.
Rolled Oats Cake
Preheat oven to 350 degrees
Poor 1 1/4 cup of boiling water over 1 cup of Quick oats.
Cream together:
1/2 cup shortening
1 cup brown sugar
1 cup white sugar
Add:
2 eggs and oats
1 tsp vanilla
1 1/2 cup flour
1 tsp cinnamon
1 tsp baking soda
Bake at 350 degrees for 20 minutes or until done.
In the meantime, prepare the icing.
Cream together:
6 Tblsp melted margarine or butter
1 cup brown sugar
1/4 cup milk
1 cup coconut
1 cup chopped nuts (optional)
Spread on warm cake and return to oven for a few minutes.
Enjoy!
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July 27, 2005
Disarming Diva
Our delightful Disarming Diva, the one and only Sadie, has struck a true funny bone with this here blogger.
She has a weekly column entitled White Trash Wednesdays. They are generally humorous, quite often toungue-in-cheek, and just generally bring some humor into the lives of her readers.
This week's write-up was something that has had me smiling all day. I think it is in light of the fact that it reminds me of some bloggers of late (one in particular comes to mind).
Go check it out here, and let me know what you think.
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Will Blog for Money
Seriously. Maybe I should put up a Paypal account or something. Dayum Tooth Fairy.
Meelie No lost one tooth over vacation. She lost another one last night. THERE ARE FOUR MORE LOOSE TEETH IN HER MOUTH AS I TYPE! One of them is laying flat so that when she closes her mouth, you can see the tip sticking out, no joke. Chickie lost a tooth last night as well, and has another one about ready to come out.
I can't stand loose teeth. I can't stand looking at them wiggle. I can't stand watching them be pulled. By God I'll change a blown out diaper or clean up after a child that has emptied the entire contents of her stomach on my living room rug (hey that's better than saying vomit or up-chuck don't you think?), but please, don't make me pull out your tooth.
My husband is evil. He has a massive presence in my children's lives and it shows. They love to taunt me. "Look Mom...wiggle, wiggle, wiggle." Sometimes, we'll all be watching TV and he'll signal one of the girls to come over and lay their head in his lap to check the status of teeth. "Whoa sweetie...it looks like it's almost time to rip this sucker out! Look how loose it is Mom!"
My bank account is dwindling. If things keep going this way, I’ll be lucky to make the mortgage payment. Of course, by the time that happens, I'll probably be living out the rest of my days at Rolling Hill Meadows, gumming Zwieback and sipping Ensure.
The tooth on the left, which is sort of sticking out of her lips, and the one next to it are now gone. Click on picture for a larger image.
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July 26, 2005
Vacation - Part II
We arrived later than we wanted to on Saturday due to the dog getting out as well as a few other minor things that happened. That being said, we (as in the extended family) didn't go out for dinner as originally planned.
It was my parent's 55th wedding anniversary! Can you believe it? How cool is that? Instead we had a nice quiet dinner at an Italian place (not fancy but awesome food) and decided to move the anniversary dinner to the next night. This was a good thing as my brother wasn't feeling so well.
We all went to Outback and had a fantastic time. Below, are some pictures from that night. The only one missing was my oldest brother who still lives in California, as well as my niece and nephew (my brother's wife's children) who were in Ohio visiting their dad.
These pictures are of the whole gang. As you can see, we were all having a good time. As always, click on the picture for a bigger immage.
The following two pictures are of the happy couple (my Mom and Dad) as well as Chickie, who is sacked out against Papa.
Next on the list is our trip to the Brevard Zoo.
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Email Issues
Don’t you hate it when:
1) You receive an email at that immediately causes your blood pressure to boil, and you forward that same email to a friend, with a response which is nothing more than a personal rant/vent, just to get it off your chest.
2) You wait for a day but your friend (who has had the same experience) doesn’t respond.
3) You go on vacation and have a wonderful time and promptly forget about the email.
4) You arrive at work, refreshed from vacation, and notice that you have an email from the same person you vented about before you left?
5) You realize that when you hit the reply button to vent to your friend, you forgot to change the “to” address in the email, and didn’t catch the fact before it was sent out and read?
Yeah…me too.
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July 25, 2005
Vacation - The beginning
Well, I'm back into the grind. We got home last night safe and sound.
I really wasn't sure if we were every going to leave on Saturday morning. We had quite a bit of storms the week before, and a really big one during the night. We have a wireless fence that keeps the dogs within the boundaries and guess what? It puked.
So, Tiny, our Basenji Cattle dog, beat feet toward the great beyond. I might add that we live in what is known as swampland. Swamps and woods. A dog's paradise no?
Both Mr. Moogie and I took our turns driving around in the car searching for her. You see, there are not allot of fences here, so the places that she could have gone were too numerous to count. I'm talking deep in the woods where there was no real chance we'd be able to spot her unless she came out into the clearing.
Finally, on my shift, I spotted a little black jumping bean cavorting through our neighbor’s side yard. Of course, I was all the way down at the other end of the street. I went from 0-75 in less than 10 seconds. Ask my husband. He saw me. I'm thankful it was still pretty early in the morning because I would have mowed a child down just as sure as God made little green ones.
By the time I'd hopped out of my car and grabbed the "bait" (dog food) she'd disappeared again. I kept calling her name and whistling and finally she came running (somewhat hesitantly) towards me. I have NEVER seen anything so filthy (or so wonderful) in my entire life.
I put her in the front seat to minimize the damage and took off towards home. The passenger side was a wreck. I carried her off to the bathroom she was dripping muddy water (she was soaked) and bathed her off. It took me close to a half an hour to get her clean.
While I was doing that, Mr. Moogie was cleaning my car and finishing up the last of the laundry. We finished packing up and were on our way.
Next up...more on the vacation, with some pictures that I hopefully will be able to post as soon as I get the photo editing software re-installed (I am slowly getting this computer back to where it was before it bit the big one).
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July 14, 2005
Stealing a quick moment
Hey all! The rumours of my death have been greatly exaggerated. I’ve realized I’ve not posted in a while so I thought I’d do a quick update. I’m stealing a moment on Mr. Moogie’s machine while everyone is asleep.
First off, we are all doing great. My FIL is out of the hospital and recovering. He tires easily, but that is to be expected.
Chickie was selected for All Stars (softball) and they have been having the tournament this week. Did I mention it was 92 degrees yesterday? By 11:00? And that their first game was at 10:00? And the second at 11:30? I have been living and breathing softball this week but am having a blast. Not as much fun as Chickie, but fun just the same. She was backup catcher (her original position was left fielder). In the first game, the catcher had an asthma attack (poor kid), and they put her in as catcher, and that’s what she’s been doing ever since. What a trouper. The heat is ungodly, but especially so when you have all that gear on. Whenever she came in from the field, I’d pour some cold water on her head and down the front of her shirt. She claimed it helped immensely, but I imagine she wouldn’t have told me different. She’s been pretty intense about this whole thing.
So, while contending with the tournament, my computer decides to go belly up. Mr. Moogie will be fixing it in the next day or two.
I have also been getting hit with an amazing amount of SPAM on my comments and trackbacks. Ugh. Miss Zoot has set me up with something I hope will fix that problem...or at least slow it down to a tolerable level.
The tournament ends on Friday, and we’ll be going on vacation for a week starting Saturday. During that time, posting will be scarce because for part of the time, we’ll be camping and completely out of pocket.
Anyone want to volunteer to be a guest poster (the more the merrier) while I’m away? Let me know and I’ll give you a set of keys.
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July 06, 2005
Bruiser, put down the underwear!
Can you tell we just got a puppy?
But first, I want to thank all of you who commented and/or sent me email with words of support for my father-in-law. It meant allot to all of us. I've shown Mr. Moogie all of them and he was very touched.
We got a call from my stepdaughter last night. She was visiting him (he lives in Washington State) and was getting ready to go home yesterday morning. My FIL told her he wasn't feeling all that great. Apparently, he started to breathe fast (raspy) and she was quick on her feet and called 911.
They did an angiogram (sp) and angioplasty (sp) on him yesterday to clear the blockage. It's my understanding that the pain went away as soon as they did that. They left the tubes in him as a precautionary measure and he was supposed to be released from the ICU today. We'll probably get an update tonight on how he is doing.
He MUST be feeling better though. According to my stepdaughter, he was complaining because they won't let him drink coffee or smoke. It was a little dicey for a bit because he refused any kind of treatment. He thought he was going to die and didn't want any life saving measures to be taken. Apparently, something (most likely my sister-in-law) changed his mind.
I really believe that all of your thoughts and prayers helped tremendously. I'll keep you updated when I can.
Ok..now, on to Bruiser. In all of the chaos, I forgot we were having a puppy (yes, P-U-P-P-Y) delivered to our house last night. My neighbor’s sister rescued his mother from the pound. She was pregnant with five puppies and was scheduled to be put down the next day.
We had been thinking of getting another dog as a playmate (ok, I actually really wanted one) for Tiny. Bruiser is a Miniature Pinscher and something else (we don't know what the dad was). He's 8 weeks old. I had seriously forgotten what work a puppy is.
In actuality, it was a blessing for us all (mainly Mr. Moogie) to have something to occupy our time with. He certainly is a handful. As time permits, I'll be posting some pictures of my newest child.
Tiny does really well with him. She's not quite so sure what to do with him and plays with him gently. We are careful to give her loads of attention to minimize the jealousy.
If the underwear (understand, we have children who believe it is against the law to throw dirty clothes in the hamper), Barbies and legos survive, we will be all right.
Again, thanks so much for your support. It has been a true comfort to us all.
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July 05, 2005
Posting Will Be Light
My father-in-law had a heart attack this morning. We are waiting to hear more details. As you can imagine, things here are a little frazelled, most especially for my husband.
I'll keep you posted if I can, but for now, he's my number one concern. Please keep my father-in-law in your thoughts and prayers (if that's what you do).
Thanks.
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A Big Thank You
A big thank you to all who participated in this week's 25 Word Challenge. It was certainly alot of fun!
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July 04, 2005
Personality Disorders
| Disorder | Rating |
| Paranoid: | High |
| Schizoid: | Low |
| Schizotypal: | Low |
| Antisocial: | Moderate |
| Borderline: | Low |
| Histrionic: | Moderate |
| Narcissistic: | High |
| Avoidant: | High |
| Dependent: | Moderate |
| Obsessive-Compulsive: | Low |
-- Personality Disorder Test -- -- Personality Disorder Information -- | |
I have seen this test pop up on many blogs, and until this afternoon, had avoided it. For whatever reasons, I decided to take it today.
I'm not exactly sure what this is telling me but I suspect I should be on some kind of medicine to help.
I take heart in the fact that I am at least not as crazy as Phin, which is where I picked up the link from. I believe that perhaps he has spent too much time in the water.
I'm just saying.
Posted by Moogie at 04:45 PM | Comments (0)
Feeling Crappy?
Whilst I was surfing the blogdom, I came upon this little article over at Sir WitNits place. Dear God in Heaven. What comes next?
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Question heard 'round the World Update
Suzanne said yes!!!! Well, first she said WHAT? But she really meant YES!!!!
Go read about it here.
Chase and Suzanne, I am so HAPPY for you both!! Congratulations!!!!
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July 03, 2005
The question heard 'round the world
I got this in an email from Chase, a good friend of mine. I won't go into detail, but he and Suzanne, from Comtemblogging, are, well...you go read it. :) Wish him luck here, in my comments, and I'll make sure he gets it or here, which is his blog.
Good luck Chase! We are pulling for you!
I have a secret..… For those of you who have been in the loop all week, now is the time. In a couple of hours, Suzanne and I, accompanied by a few of my family members, and some close friends will be on the beach at Tybee Island, where the 4th of July fireworks come a day early. When the sky lights up tonight, I am going to ask Suzanne to marry me. Several of you have arranged to re-broadcast this on your blogs, and soon everyone on the world wide web from California to Austrailia will know, except her. Wish me well, but whatever you do, Please don't call. Thanks again to you all... I've enclosed a picture of the ring she's getting. -Chase
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The 25-Word Challenge is Now On
Albeit a little late. It's been a bit hectic here in the Moogie household with the holiday weekend and all. This week's challenge will be open until Monday evening, which should give folks some more time to post.
The concept is simple. A story is started with 25 words in a post, then continued in the comments section.
The rules are very simple:
a) each comment has to be 25 words and
b) no back to back comments, but commenters can come back as often as they like.
Because it's a holiday, we'll add a new twist to the challenge. Work some "known" characters into your posts. From the blogworld. I'll start it off
WitNit slapped at the alarm when it went off early that Monday morning. His sleep filled eyes landed on his thong, lying upon the dresser.
(Sorry Mark, I couldn't resist)
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July 01, 2005
Where's Waldo?
Muzikdude and I were having an intense conversation about thongs, via email (I am deep that way). The whole issue was brought on by this comment that Mr. OWW made on my blog.
Mr. M. and I, being the crafty types that we are, both smelled blog fodder. Here you can read his take on the subject.
Muzikdude states he just doesn't get fashion. On the subject of thongs? I don't get it either.
Besides, with my lactose intolerance, I fear a thong might take on the properties of a guitar string from time to time. While I can certainly appreciate the humorous quality of a cheeky concerto of one-string harmonics, I would be embarrassed just the same. It’s bad enough that I have to play off an occasional cheek squeak but I doubt I could explain away something that sounds like a sour note on a clarinet.
This is something I'd rather not explore in depth at the moment. I've left this to Muzikdude. It's way to early in the morning for this type of thinking.
Have you ever seen a Where's Waldo book? Where you are trying to find this odd looking creature amongst a plethora of a million other odd looking things? And my eyes? It takes them a good 24 hours to uncross after staring at the page for a few hours because by GOD, I must find him before I quit. I'm anal that way.
Speaking of anal. I'm picturing myself wearing a thong. Not gonna happen. I have enough trouble with wedgies as it is. Why would I want to willingly give myself one? I see alot of you nodding your heads out there in agreement. Am I right?
And how can I correlate the wearing of a thong to Mr. Waldo you ask? I'll keep it simple. I put a thong on? And would be looking at my backside in the mirror saying "Where's Waldo?" Can you relate?
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