Monday, February 12, 2007

Would you survive a horror movie?

Would you survive a horror movie? Find out @ She's Crafty

Monday, September 25, 2006

My Color Quiz Results - 9-25-06

ColorQuiz.comKathy+Coates took the free personality test!

"Intense, vital, and animated, taking a delight in ..."

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Monday, October 03, 2005


This is a test post from flickr, a fancy photo sharing thing.

Taking a trip, not taking a trip

I've been looking forward to my fall trip to Wisconsin for quite some time. For a while, I didn't think I'd be able to go at all and then I got tickets to the Packers-Saints game on October 9 at LAMBEAU FIELD. It will be the FIRST REGULAR SEASON GAME I HAVE EVERY SEEN and the FIRST TIME I HAVE EVER BEEN IN LAMBEAU FIELD. I would have to wait until the worst season in 12 years, but who cares?

You can't get tickets to the game. I lived in Wisconsin for 15 years and never did see a regular season game. I moved to Florida two years ago, went to one local Packer-Backer game at the local wings place, met a guy named Chandler and discovered that he was a season pass holder. Bought two tickets from him.

Did you know that the waiting list for getting a pair of Packer season tickets is about 40 years long? That people in Wisconsin pass their tickets down from one generation to the next? During my 15 years there, I only remember one season when they awarded about eight pairs of season tickets. Award is the right word. I bet their grandparents put them on the list about 50 years ago.

Anyway, I've been looking forward to this trip for about three months. I'm supposed to leave Wednesday morning at 5 a.m. And I am not ready. I don't know where my Packer sweatshirt is. In fact, I've packed away most of my cool weather clothes because I'll be moving in a few weeks and I was tired of looking at them wistfully. I keep thinking that it'll stay cool long enough down here to wear each of them at least once.

I'm looking in my closet at all the sleeveless and short-sleeved shirts and blouses. There were summers in Wisconsin when it never got warm enough to wear a sleeveless top. And you can always wear a sweater with shorts. And up there you can wear socks with shorts--as fashion, not a trip to the gym. So it's going to get down in the 40s at night and now I am totally panicked about what I should pack. It doesn't take long to swing to the other side. The "it's always hot" side.

I don't have to worry about taking anything special that no one can live without. Florida doesn't have anything unique. Wisconsin, on the other hand, has lots of stuff that no one else has. And when we used to go up there when the kids were young, we'd always have tons of stuff to bring back. Pickles, beer, cheese, string cheese, cheese curds, sausages, maybe a bit more cheese.

I understand now why we did that. YOU CAN NOT BUY DECENT CHEESE IN FLORIDA. It all comes from the northeast, New York and Amish country. I never knew just how much cheese I ate until I began living where I couldn't get good cheese. Or bread. The bread in Racine rivals the bread in Europe. Really. So with bread and cheese and a cold beer or root beer, you are really set for a Packer game.

I'm looking forward to going home to my adopted home. I raised my kids there, so it will always be our home. I often wish I hadn't left, but I know I made the right decision. I just hope the time to make the right decision to move back will happen before too much longer. I really could melt in this heat. Melt away until nothing's left but a lump of bad cheese!

Tuesday, August 09, 2005


Now this is funny.


Friday, July 29, 2005

Friends with benefits?

I'm laughing at myself this morning. I was on one of the personal sites and saw a reference to friends with benefits. I got all excited because I thought maybe I could hook up. You see, I'm self-employed and my health insurance premiums are killing me. And then I started to suspect that maybe it meant something else. So I Googled it and found out what it really means. Do I feel like a dope, or what? Just goes to show you how long I've been out of the dating/single scene.

I've always been kind of oblivious to these catchy little phrases that people use. Sometimes I find a clever one and I think the person made it up. Sometime I find one that is a stretch, but I still think the person made it up.

I was reading a letter to the editor about public education and she referred to the "dumbing down" of America. I wrote this long letter back to her and made fun of the fact that she was complaining about the quality of education in our area and had resorted to using a made-up word. Boy, am I glad I didn't send that. Does that make me a victim of or victor over dumbing down?

Then, at other times, it just seems I'm oblivious. I remember in high school, my younger sister had to tell me what "horny" meant. And another time, one of my children explained to me what SHOUTING meant on the Internet and what all those little symbols and definitions meant like: ROTFLMAO, ;0 and BRB.

Friends with benefits. How clever. Like that guy in the commercial who thinks he gets French benefits.

Thursday, July 21, 2005

The Latest Spate of Bombings

The latest spate of bombings in London, like the first, fill me with anxiety and anger. I'm sure both these emotions are exactly what the bombers want me to feel. Perhaps they seek a sense of power over their own anxieties and fears. My outrage is fueled by my own fears—that a few angry young men can take away the sense of security we all feel as we go about our daily routines.

It's so easy to say, "Oh, they're crazy. They're just a bunch of religious zealots." And while that may be true, it doesn't make me feel any better that their so-called religious beliefs have led them to such criminal acts. People who perform criminal acts are criminals. They steal something from you. In this case, they have stolen from an entire city where the people now leave their homes feeling not quite as safe as they did yesterday. Perhaps they have stolen from the world.

Criminals are driven by deep-seated fears. They band together with others that feel this way to feel braver. They perform acts against people who they perceive to be without fear. They hate people who seem to be without fear. If they can create fear in us, they feel more powerful over us.

But they are cowards. They commit their crimes anonymously and in subterfuge. They skulk around and take bombs into public places and kill innocent people. Are they afraid to stand somewhere in the desert and draw a line? What do they want? What is their point? Power? Greed? Oil?

I just know what I feel. That when I see the devastation these acts bring into the lives of ordinary people who love and hate, laugh and cry, and just want die peacefully in their sleep, I feel so helpless and hopeless about the growth of the human spirit. So I close my mind and my eyes for a while until it happens again. For I cannot survive otherwise. And if I allow it to fester in my soul, I might become one of them.

Thursday, July 14, 2005

before and after

If this is Hillary before a potential four years in office, it's unimaginable what she'll look like AFTER four years in office.

Google as a Spell Checker

I write a lot. And when I can't figure out how to spell something, the dictionaries really don't work giving you a message like this: "aquantance not found."

But if I type the same spelling into my Google search window, I would get this: "Did you mean acquaintance?" To which I reply, "YES! I did!"

At first this feature annoyed me because I usually did have it right. But now I use it all the time. If I'm not in a word processing environment, it is very convenient and very fast. Check it out.