Happiness........

Something to Do- Someone to Love- Something to Dream of.

Is there a need for anything more?

I Sowwwwwweeeeeeyyy!!

I'm supposed to be going to a family reunion today.

I won't be going. I have a headache.....again- for two days. And much as I love my family and WANT to go anyway, there is NO way I could deal with the noise, the heat, or especially the LIGHT right now.

I know some people will be hurt I didn't come- mainly my sister Tee who has worked so hard all year to get this event together, but I'm sure she will understand- as will any of my other relatives who have ever had one of these damn things.

So to all who miss me- I miss you too. And besides- there's ALWAYS next year!

Hello- My New Name Is Edith-Ann.......

Okay, I gave this being an adult thing one last chance- and I STILL don't like it. So, as of today, I officially resign being an adult and will always and forever and so for all eternity will be childish.

Adults have no fun, altho they DO get to go to work and make loads and loads of money, they NEVER get to spend it on cool stuff. All they ever get to do is pay bills and pay more bills and think about paying even MORE bills and they never get to spend it on cool stuff like gallons and gallons of ice cream and bags and bags of chips and bottles and bottles of Pepsi Cola, and They can't buy Wii's or new video or computer games or just go to the lake or the beach every day or at least every weekend and They work and sleep and sometimes eat and worry AND they yell and nag when you wanna buy something cool and they say stuff like"do you think money grows on TREES"-(I wish-I'd have a big ole GROVE of those trees if it did)- or "do I look like I'm made of money?"(humph- if they were made of money I'd be feeding them all sorts of stuff to make 'em fatter and fatter so I would have even more money.

k'....So after I quit being a 'dult today, Paulius and I stopped at the local discount store to buy batteries and Mother's Day cards for our moms and I got to buy the COOLEST thing! I gots a SPIDERMAN Flying Disc, Only Paulius wouldn't let me throw it around in the parking lot before we got in the car to come home, And then when we gots home I forgot about it til I was inside and then he wouldn't let me throw it in the house neither, So I said it was too hot outside to go out and test drive, I mean throw, it and so now I have to wait til it cools off this evening and then go out and try it out, But until then I'm gonna go sit on the sofa and hold it up and look at it and do these really loud sighs with a sad look on my face and If I'm lucky maybe Paulius get annoyed with me and he will walk out the door and will throw the disc out in the front yard and then when I go out to retrieve it the door might "accidentally" get stuck and maybe Paulius will be stuck outside with me and since we're already stuck outside in the yard we might as well just throw the disc around a bit til we figure out how to get back in the house since my keys will be locked inside and if that doesn't happen then I'll have to go up to my brothers house and he and my other 'dopted brother are there today and then I'll show them my cool disc and I'll bet they will wanna try it out too and so we will.

I like this being childish thing- it's MUCH more fun than being an adult EVER was!


And THAT's The Truth!

Money-Money-Money!!!

Okay, a girl who works at one of the charity shops found a wad of cash wrapped in a note in a pocket of a pair of donated men's pajamas. She turned it into her supervisor and went back to her job and finished the last six hours of her shift.

The note said this;
"I have been saving this for quite a while. I hope whoever finds it uses it wisely." It was signed with a first name only.

The supervisor put the cash in a safe- and if after 90 days it's not claimed, he says it will automatically become a donation to the charity. The worker will receive from the charity a couple of gift certificates and a party in her honour for being such an "honest" employee.

Big whoop.

First of all- This sweet girl has no problem with the money going to the charity- even tho she is paid only a small stipend for working at the charity shop. Everyone else seems to think that the charity should follow the letter of the law which says that items turned in and not used in a crime which are not claimed by the owner in 90 days automatically become the property of the finder.

To be perfectly honest- if it had been ME that found that chunk of change with that note worded that way- NO WAY would I have "turned it in to the office".

Now people are up in arms about the way things worked out and seems that the Little Miss may be receiving rewards from the private sector that may very well exceed the five thousand dollars she turned in.

Good for her.

I don't think that the donor had any idea that their generosity would create this much of a stir.
And I honestly wonder what they will think when they hear this story on the news. Will they come forth and claim it and clarify the meaning of their note- or will they cringe at the thought of the uproar it has caused?

Makes ya think, doesn't it?

Futurama

So I was reading all my favorite blogs today and MC gave me inspiration to ask a question........

If you could send yourself a message into the future- say in 30 years- What message would you send?

I think I will have to ponder this one awhile. So much to say- so little time.

You know- the real question might be- if you could send yourself a message BACK in time from when you were 70- what would the message be?

That one is a bit easier to answer- because it's the same thing I say now when I look back on my past life/lives....I would get a message saying.....

Sunny,
Don't sweat the small stuff- and YES you DO.....what you sometimes think is the end of the world is only a grain of sand in the big picture of our life. Enjoy the life you are having and quit WORRYING so much!
Love,
Your Future Self.
xxoo

Maybe I should listen to myself more often.

The Entertainers.

The cat and dog have been keeping us entertained this week.
Buddy, the dog, is in his adolescent stage right now- he walks around either so exuberant that he literally jumps for joy- or he walks around sulking and giving us the teen eye-roll and blowing and sighing with exasperation attitude.
AND he's jealous of the cat. He just cannot understand WHY the cat can snuggle in our laps and he gets yelled at and put back on the floor when HE tries to be a lap dog.
Well the 105 pound weight difference might have a LITTLE to do with it- but try explaining that to a sulking teen dog.

Leonard, the cat, is beginning to lose his baby kitten look and looks more like a cat now.
He's a strange little pet.....sometimes I walk into the room and Buddy will be stretched out on the floor and there's Leonard, busy as a bee just giving Buddy the most exuberant Massage I have ever seen. Other times, Leonard is all cat- climbing the curtains, napping in odd places- but even then he's entertainment. He hasn't quite grasped the concept of CAT-napping.......He still falls so dead asleep that he forgets where he is and rolls over and falls of his perch on the back of the chair.

Have you seen the pic of the little kitten who looks like a stoner on Paulis blog? Well, that is the same look Leonard gets when he falls off his perch.

The cat will eat everything too.
It doesn't matter that he has a 50 pound bag of cat food in HIS bowl....soon as he hears us pouring Buddy's food in HIS bowl, Leonard comes tearing into Buddies room(The laundry room) and starts chomping away at Buddy's food. Buddy usually lets him eat a few seconds before giving him a shove off and a sharp bark to warn Leonard off.
Not that it does any good, mind you- Leonard just lies down and pretends to nap til buddy goes out and then we hear little crunching noises coming from the laundry room and Buddy gores racing back in there to guard his food altho when HE came out of the Laundry room he went straight to Leonard's bowl and was eating it. To pay him Back I suppose?

Buddy also has a habit of helping Leonard with his grooming. Leonard will come sit down in the middle of the living room floor and begin grooming himself. Buddy watches him for a couple minutes and then gets up and goes over and begins "Helping" Leonard bathe. He does have a MUCH larger tongue after all and poor little Leonard just doesn't have the volume of slobber on his tiny little cat tongue that Buddy does on his big ole doggie tongue. Buddy bathes Leonard in about 5 minutes and after all is said and done- poor Leonard is left in the middle of the floor looking dazed and confused and for all the world wondering why he now looks like a drowned rat.

Buddy is left standing over Leonard with a very pleased with himself look on his face.

We just end up laughing at the both of them.

Anyway- they are entertaining.

:-D

I'm Happy.

And that's all I got to say about that.

I'm Happy.