Showing posts with label me. Show all posts
Showing posts with label me. Show all posts

Sunday, October 10, 2010

30 Posts in 30 Days - Day Ten

Master List
Day 1 - your favorite song
Day 2 - your favorite movie
Day 3 - your favorite television program
Day 4 - your favorite book
Day 5 - your favorite quote
Day 6 - 20 of your favorite things
Day 7 - a photo that makes you happy
Day 8 - a photo that makes you angry/sad
Day 9 - a photo you took
Day 10 - a photo taken over 10 years ago of you
Day 11 - a photo of you recently
Day 12 - something you are OCD about
Day 13 - a fictional book
Day 14 - a non-fictional book
Day 15 - your dream house
Day 16 - a song that makes you cry (or nearly)
Day 17 - an art piece (drawing, sculpture, painting, etc)
Day 18 - my wedding/future wedding/past wedding
Day 19 - a talent of yours
Day 20 - a hobby of yours
Day 21 - a recipe
Day 22 - a website
Day 23 - a youtube video
Day 24 - where you live
Day 25 - your day, in great detail
Day 26 - your week, in great detail
Day 27 - your worst habit
Day 28 - what's in your handbag/purse
Day 29 - hopes, dreams, and plans for the next 365 days
Day 30 - a dream for the future

I don't have any pictures saved on my computer here (at work), so until I get home and can add one, here's one from 36 years ago. . .

Friday, September 10, 2010

Have you ever Yahoo!ed yourself?

I never did get on the Google bandwagon.  I'm a Yahoo!er.  Not really sure why.  It was probably the first search engine I used and just became comfortable and familiar with it.  I was bored the other day and I decided to punch in my name for fun (it was actually an idea I saw on another blog where a mommy said she occasionally Googles her daughter's name.  I don't have the strength to do that yet with Kyle's name so I did ME!).

Here's what I found out about myself:
I have a song.  It's a rather long song.  I have no idea what it actually sounds like, but I found lyrics.
"Gwendolyn" by Badlees
Gonna paint a picture
Gonna put it in a frame
So I can show you how I'm feeling
Without having to explain
And you can hang it from your ceiling
In your safe and happy home
When you come to understand it
You'll know you're not alone
Once upon a time
We could speak our minds
Now I don't believe you Gwendolyn
I don't believe you're all that strong
I don't believe you know the dangers
Of this road you're travelin' on
You're always asking questions
That you know the answers to
Tell me please
What do you want from me
Gonna write a song
Gonna tell it like it is
And if you recognize yourself
I know you're going to be pissed
And if you call me on it
I'll deny it through and through
Just like Woody Allen would
If he were in my shoes
Once upon a time
I could speak my mind
Now I don't believe you Gwendolyn
I don't believe you're all that strong
I don't believe you know the dangers
Of this road you're travelin' on
You're always asking questions
That you know the answers to
Tell me please
What do you want from me
Gonna write a letter
Gonna a mail it to myself
Sincerely and forever
You and yours can go to hell
And I'll put it in my pocket
So when this all comes crashin' down
I'll have a way to show you
How long I've been wearing down
Once upon a time
We could speak our minds
Now I don't believe you Gwendolyn
I don't believe you're all that strong
I don't believe you know the dangers
Of this road you're travelin'
You're always asking questions
That you know the answers to
Tell me please
What do you want from me
Tell me please
What do you want from me
Tell me please
What do you want from me


I was a drama/romance actress in the 1960s-
"Gwen Nelson should never have been in musicals. She looked much too strict, and seemed to skip middle-age, moving directly to old - she was one of those actresses whom it is impossible to imagine when young. She didn't look like an actress, but like a severe landlady brooding over her property in East Finchley, a role she almost certainly played at some time or another - hers looked the sort of face that didn't approve of members of the opposite sex in lodgers' rooms. She would have scoffed at the idea of being any sort of leading lady, and she seldom ventured towards the top of a bill. On stage or film, the face was often disagreeable, but there was sometimes a heart of gold found pumping below. She was a remarkable but quiet talent, and in musicals - perhaps her most surprising field of activity - she was a notable presence, in consistent and good work. She is now all but forgotten, but she appeared in a memorable, if brief, assortment of British musicals."
Gwen Nelson singing with Joan Plowright in Roots (1959)

 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 I'm a weird yarn doll available for the low, low price of $7.99-


















I'm a rather attractive (and expensive) china pattern-

















I look awesome naked-

















Although sometime I look weird-
And sometimes I look nothing like myself-
I have my choice of some fun license plate frames-
I also have a lot of other goodies with my name proudly displayed-
My favorite t-shirt




















And there are some weird images with my name attached-


So, have you Yahoo!ed (or Googled if you're into that kind of thing) yourself today?

Tuesday, August 17, 2010

ABC's of Me

Yes, I stole this from somewhere, but I was bored and thought I'd give it a shot...

A- My AIR CONDITIONER is set on: 70, but if it’s too warm outside it gets dropped down to 65

B- My BEDROOM theme is: “Twister” – the movie, not the game, it’s in serious need of cleaning and organization

C- The CAR in the driveway is: Don’t have a car, drive a truck – Chevy Silverado (Thanks Dad!)

D- My DESK looks: I am way too organized and have everything in a folder

E- The EXACT time I wake up daily is: First alarm goes off at 5:55, but I don’t get out of bed until 6:15-6:30

F- The FIRST thing I wash in the shower is: Hair

G- My GARAGE is filled with: I wish I had a garage. Storage unit is filled with “stuff”

H- My HOUSE is: An apartment. Don’t really have a desire to own

I- If you peeked INSIDE my bedroom you'd see: Litter, litter everywhere (kitty box got moved here after the birth of the boys)

J- My favorite JUICE is: Depends on what I’m in the mood for. Don’t drink a lot of juice, but get cravings every once in a while for apple, grape or orange. Mainly drink Crystal Light Fruit Punch.

K- The best part of my KITCHEN is: Seeing my little guy learning how to feed himself.

L- The LAST person who visited my home was: Nana

M- The last piece of MAIL for me was: College transcript

N- My NEIGHBORS think: I’m a hermit raising a hermit baby – We don’t like the heat!

O- If you OPENED my fridge you'd see: It’s filled with Jack food

P- My last house PARTY was: Don’t have a big enough place to have a party. Had a party in July for Dad’s birthday at a waterpark.

Q- A QUICK meal I like to fix is: Preggo-Eggo sandwich

R- My favorite ROOM of the house is: Jack’s room

S- The SHAMPOO brand I use is: Still searching for a good one. Used Suave for a while

T- My largest TELEVISION is: I dunno, but I pray it keeps working because I can’t afford a new one

U- UNDER my bed you will find: Mishka

V- The last time I VACUUMED was: Two days ago

W- Looking out my WINDOW I see: At work – the city of Chicago, at home – Trees and a quiet suburban street with kids playing an families walking dogs

X- I wish I had extra: time to spend with my son

Y- My YARD is: Full of dog poop because my neighbors don’t clean up after them – oh by the way the landlords still insist no one has a dog because they have never given permission for any – WAKE UP! We’re the only ones without a dog.

Z- ZZZZZZZ My bedtime is: between 10:00 and 11:00 during the week