Thursday, December 21

It's A Blogiversary!


This post marks my hundredth post. One hundred times I came on here and poured my heart out. Actually, no I didn't but I tried. I use this blog for the most part to amuse myself and to mark things that I want to remember. I hope that in turn people who read it are also amused.

Here are my top 5 things that I would like to have a hundred of:

Grandma's Pickles

Episodes of Fraiser ( I used to have a crush on Niles in highschool)

Shoes

My nehpews giggle's

Massages


Here are my top 5 favorite posts:

Retraction

A Picture Speaks A Thousand Words

My Pister

If I Were To Become An Alcoholic

How I Got Melissa To Make Me Supper

Here are my top five favorite comments on my blog: (This ended up just being my most recent fav's because it was way too much work to read all the comments and someone was complaining to me today that she needs me to post something. Her name starts with a J and she wines a lot)

Chris said...
You are an amazing speller. What was wrong with that? Is amazing spelt wrong? How do you spell it?
How do you spell spelt?
Monday, December 18, 2006

joyce said...
sometimes...
if I'm bored..
I do things incognito.
Saturday, December 09, 2006

Becky said...
That picture reminds me of the scene from My Best Friend's Wedding where one of the kinky bridesmaids licks the David ice sculpture and gets stuck on it... So don't do that. No licky.
Saturday, December 16, 2006
Becky said...
Cause you might... Sticky.
Saturday, December 16, 2006

Auntie Sue said...
A few years ago during about with the flu I forgot to take out my very loose fitting dentures when I puked. I was feeling so terrible that I didn't notice that my teeth were gone until after I flushed. They got stuck in the trap, Marv had to remove the whole toilet to get them out. Boiling water and lots of bleach and I had my smile back. I know, GROSS!!! but new dentures are about $800.00. I have since got new ones.
Friday, November 10, 2006
Toad said...
Auntie Sue you take the cake for horrible toilet story. You know what you get? A big star. Just like Becky's blog. Here you go.
*
Unless someone of course comes on with a better one. Then I will have to shamefully dethrone you in some kind of humiliating fashion. The paperazi will be there to capture it all and put it on Etalk daily.
Friday, November 10, 2006
Auntie Sue said...
And I will smile at them with my new teeth.
Friday, November 10, 2006

Carrie said...
I just remembered some things that I do... I have a certain rhythm and beat for when I brush my teeth. If I mess up and get the rhythm wrong and I end up on the wrong beat, it bugs me. And if I'm doing something that gets only one of my hands wet, I have to rub them together so they are both slightly damp. Even if there is a towel nearby. Then I toweldry them both. I think I remember that phone cord at Auntie Susan's. I did the same thing. And it's spelt nauseous.
Friday, July 28, 2006

Some Blogs That I love That You Should Read: (Family has been excluded to avoid bitter rivalry right before Christmas)

Sambot

Boobs, Injuries and Dr. Pepper

Now we are going to touch on a very important part of my blog that I have been wanting to write about for a while:

The Site Tracker.
It consumes me. I have even gone so far into my site tracker to see the longitude and latitude of where people read from to try and guess who they are when I don't know. I check it daily. I know when someone from my old work place is on and I know when my ex's read it. Yes, that's right I know who you are! But, then there's the ones who I have no clue about. Like, Warman! Who reads my blog from Warman? It has be bothering me. I've tried to think of who you could be and I have no clue. If you are from Warman I would appreciate and "annon" comment even. Just to say hi. What is with all these unkown countries that are being listed? I have come to the conclusion that they actually don't exsist and aliens from the galaxy have taken intrest in my blog. Perhaps, they need an example of an intelletcually advanced human to study. If I were them I would look somewhere else. But, you can't argue with aliens. They know when they see a good thing.

Top 5 Locations That I Have No Clue Who They Are:

Redwater, Ontario

Warman, Sask

Grande Prairie, Alberta

Canora, Sask

Corunna, Michigan

If you read this blog and have never commented today is your day. Today, you can be heard. Do it for me. It will make me so happy.

At this moment this is the summary from my site tracker:

VISITS

Total 2,262
Average Per Day 28
Average Visit Length 1:49
Last Hour 1
Today 27
This Week 198

PAGE VIEWS

Total 3,085
Average Per Day 36
Average Per Visit 1.3
Last Hour 12
Today 45
This Week 255

I looked to see what topic I have talked about the most on my blog. Buffoonery and Vittles. A pretty good representation of what goes through my mind. Food, and goofing off. I have my priorities straight. So, this is it. I can't wait for the next 100. If anyone is wondering, the marker didn't wash off all the way and I am worried that I will have to go to work tomorrow with this faded writing on my face. See the sacrifice that I go through just for this blog? There are some things I refuse to sacrifice though. Fraiser is on, and I gotta go.

Also, for my hundredth celebration, I'm not going to let that spell checker mock me. I'm going to stare my horrible spelling and gammer in the face. I'm not going to go back and read this and I'm not going to click that horrible ABC link. So, there you go people. Enjoy. Laugh. Point fingers are your screen in awe of it. This Christmas it's my gift.
From me.
To you.

Note: Fraiser isn't on. Oh the humanity! I also ate a whole package ot tic tac while writing this post.

230 comments:

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Toad said...

Uhhhh... Congrats.

And... I'm pretty sure I'm Canora and Uncle Abe and Aunty Margaret Grand Prairie.

Also, I hope that marker never washes off. It looks good and I want to take you through the malls with it on.

Toad said...

That was me.

Toad said...

Becky.

Melissa said...

i think warman is martensville. cause martensville is never on there. and i think it has to do with where a server is or something technical like that. and i always thought yorkton came up as regina.

Becky said...

Nopers. I asked Glen.

Becky said...

Canora is MUCH closer so I suppose that makes sense...

Becky said...

Wouldn't it be cool if Ang got 100 comments for her 100th post?

Becky said...

I think that would be cool.

Becky said...

Heinz.

Becky said...

It.

Becky said...

Up.

Becky said...

You know if each of us writes ten comments it would only take ten commenter's to get there.

Becky said...

Or I could do it all myself.

Becky said...

Heinz it up.

Becky said...

What?

Sue said...

Ang, You are too funny. Happy blogaversary or something. Hope the marker washes off before you have to decorate for Christmas. Can't wait to see what you come up with next.

Love ya

footsack said...

Wow Ang..100 posts.

footsack said...

That is totally amazing!!! Way to go!

footsack said...

...and yes, I think 100 comments would be very cool.

footsack said...

I'm not sure if I will do 10 myself because I know that you have way more than 10 people commenting on your blog.

footsack said...

In a way I hope the marker doesn't wash off. I know you could pull that off if anyone can.

Melissa said...

hey becky...if canora is yorkton then you must never look at my blog cause i've never had canora come up as a location on my site tracker.

Melissa said...

i just cross-referenced my two site trackers (i'm just as obsessed as ang) and on one of them *yktn* is included by some of the ip addresses but the city says regina. and those same hits on my other tracker either come up as unknown country or regina.

Melissa said...

man...i seriously just need to go to bed.

Avaelyn said...

Whoa... I didn't even realize you read that. I almost forgot about it. :P It makes me feel special that my comment was one of your favorites.

Avaelyn said...

100 comments would be cool.

Avaelyn said...

I agree.

Avaelyn said...

Don't you?

Avaelyn said...

Know what?

Avaelyn said...

I don't know, actually, it just sounded like a good idea to say that.

Avaelyn said...

This morning I coughed up a loogie.

Avaelyn said...

Only one more to go and then I will have commented 10 times.

Avaelyn said...

I burped.

Avaelyn said...

You know what? I'm gonna do 11. Because I'm an overacheiver. I give it 110%. Actually, 111%, cause it looks cooler.

John said...

Who's child are you? Is that really you Arnie?

donna said...

10 entries? I get 10! here I go...

donna said...

John..
I think in this season you should not say "Who's child are you"....
but rather
"What child is this"

ahem.
here to help.

donna said...

Ang?
that ice sculpture photo SCARED me.
You should know that.
I actually shuddered.
and I don't shudder often

donna said...

do you know how much wood a wood chuck chucks?
cause this baffles me.

donna said...

site tracker?
I didn't know this existed.
this scares me.
another reason why I cannot be anonymous

donna said...

and let's talk about how cell phones with cameras have really stifled my public behavior.
sigh.
Its a cruel world.

donna said...

Ang..
when are you and I going out again?
I'll be in Saskatoon for New Years..ripping it up.. shaking it down... (with a mask on of course).. what about you?

donna said...

I like my coffee like
I like my men.
Hot.
strong.
and black.

ha ha ha

donna said...

are you making any new years resolutions?

My first one?
NO whiddling this year.
enough already.
there are too many wood shavings around the house.

donna said...

I'm going to close with a song...
ahem...
(lights dim)
(cue soft music)
........
(cue male dancers...)
Chestnuts roasting on an open fire.....
Jack Frost nipping at your nose
Yule tide carols being song by a choooooooir!
and folks dressed up like eskimoooooooos!
...everybody knows...

(cue funky beat music)
(cue bright lights)
(rapping portion of song begins)

a tur - key and some mis-le-toe
yah
help... to... make the season BRIGHT
Ti - ny tots.. with their eyes all a GLOW,
Will find it hard to sleep
To night
I said
To
night!

thank you.. thank you very much!

Toad said...

No!

Toad said...

I was laughing so hard this morning!!!! This is awesome.

Donna - the ice sculpture actually scares me too.

The marker isn't all off. But its very dim and no one has noticed yet.

Yesterday I was one order shy of 100. That's right, I entered 99 orders at work. How cool is that?

Carrie, that comment is totally insane. I loved it.

I love you all. This made my morning. I love drivel, and these comments are the best drivel I've ever seen.

Donna, I don't have anything planed for New Years yet. What are you doing, besides turning me on?

Smarmy Boss said...

Yay! Congrats.

Your post needs more cats.

I love Potluck Supper day at work. I can't stop eating!

donna said...

Hey Ang..
send me an email..
we will discuss..
with all these eyes!

donna said...

hmmm
a spelling error on purpose?
a poor attempt for another entry.

I meant to say..
withOUT all these eyes!

donna said...

why don't some people get technology?
like.. they don't even know how to set the VCR clock??

and me?
give me wires...
give me sockets..
I AM READY!!!

Toad said...

DONNA, I DON'T HAVE AN EMAIL ADDRESS FOR YOU. I HAVE NOTHING TO HIDE. TELL ME HOW YOU FEEL HERE. ITS OK. DON'T BE SHY.

Anonymous said...

I was in shock when I saw that you had 52 comments...congratulations on your 100th post. thank you for entertaining me!

Jo

donna said...

ummmm..
I was going to discuss our new years plans without everyone else reading.. but if you want to talk feelings.. lets do that.

Anonymous said...

I don't whine alot do I? Please tell me I don't whine.

starts with a J

donna said...

why do some people judge others?

donna said...

why don't people understand?

donna said...

why is our world filled with poverty?

donna said...

why is there hate?

donna said...

why are clothing tags so dang itchy?

donna said...

why does one size fit all?

donna said...

these.. are the things that give me deep feelings.
sadness.
and not joy.

donna said...

so let's think happy thoughts...

like... barrelling through the snow in my 4 x 4!!!!

yeeeeeeeeeeeee haw!

donna said...

okay.. now I'm hitting a creative block.

aren't you supposed to be working?

do you think its bad that I bookmarked your blog here at work?

I think its time for another song..

donna said...

for I always say..

"When in doubt?
sing."

donna said...

I also always say...

"safety first"

donna said...

I digress..
time for a song..

(cue munchkins)

"I'm getting nuttin for Christmas!"

Avaelyn said...

Continuation of Donna's thought:

Why do they put those stupid little bows on bras? Don't they know I'm just going to cut it off and throw it out anyway? Think of all the third world children you could clothe with all of that wasted ribbon? Or at least they could all have pretty bows.

Avaelyn said...

I'm glad I could make you laugh.

Avaelyn said...

And so am I.

donna said...

You might be on to something there Avaelyn!
I can see the sign now!
"Feed the Homeless!
Deposit your clothing tags here!"
we will..
heal the world..
if we continue to try.

I need a tissue.

Avaelyn said...

Yes!! *pumps fist* We will save the world, one once-useless piece of fabric at a time. I'm like Mother Teresa.

donna said...

And I... shall play the part of Gandhi!

this.. is getting good.

Avaelyn said...

Ooooh. We need a movie. Oh man, I wish I didn't have to go to work.

Avaelyn said...

Okay, I'm gonna go shower and check back.

donna said...

NO..
DON'T SHOWER!
You need that slighty dirty look to play your part!
sigh.

its probably too late.
she's probably lathering up as I sit and type.

In her absence.. I shall compose a monologue..

donna said...

Gandhi... wearing usual garb.. enters from stage right...
in his hand... a pair of pants..

"People.. hear me.
the time has come.
the children.. can be clothed.
just..
remove thy tags"

(lights dim)
gandhi shuffles off stage left, and mother teresa appears on top of a cloud...

donna said...

I really feel..
that here at the 78th post we should ask ourselves...

"And WHERE ARE WE GOING???"


(everyone reading will yell at the screen "HIGHER!!")

Avaelyn said...

Mother Teresa appears, illuminated by a spotlight, her freshly washed hair gleaming in the light.

"We can all make a difference, all we need is your clothing tags, those useless little bows on your bras, and we will clothe nations!!*

The Rocky theme song starts playing, quietly at first, but quickly crecendos and Mother Teresa raises her arms triumphantly.

"Give us your tags and your bows. Heck, while your at it, why don't you give us WHOLE bras, WHOLE panties!"

The crowd is stirred into a frenzy and starts throwing lingerie on stange without abandon. One particularly frilly pink pair hits Mother Teresa in the face.

"I am a rock star!!"

Elecric guitar is lowered from above into her hands, and she stars with a mind-blowing gut-ripping solo.

"We will save the world with ROCK!! Oh YEAHHHH!! C'mon, get out her, Gandhi, and let's ROCK ON!"

There is a suspenseful pause while Mother Teresa looks stage right, awaiting Gandhi's entrance. And then...

Avaelyn said...

Okay, I took a little bit of creative license there. And now, I have to go to work.

donna said...

GANDHI appears.. from stage left... but he slides across the stage on his knees!

"I WANNA ROCK!"
he yells..

which stirs the crowd into a frenzy!

The volume of the music increases.. the steady rock rhythm..
then suddenly.
SILENCE.

one spot light.. illuminates Gandhi center stage.

He slowly opens his robe
to reveal his
"Lord of the Dance" belt buckle!

Mother Teresa pulls out her pan flute and begins the theme music..
and Gandhi raises his arms as he begins to clog across the stage.

Becky said...

Donna you are out of control.

Becky said...

Yayah.

Toad said...

Michael Flatley "Feet of Flames stands up from his seat in the crowd. Offended that someone would claim to be Lord of the Dance.

Marching up to the stage, he glares deep into Gandhi's eyes.

They stand in their corners. A silenced hush comes over the crowd.

Michael slams his left foot into the stage floor with his powerful muscular thigh. The sound echo's through the building. He opens his shirt to reveal his greased up chest. His eyes blazing.

Mother Teresa raises her electric violin.

It begins.

(my stomach hurts i've been laughing so hard)

Melanie said...

Holy crap. Holy holy crap.
This is blogging history right here, and we're only a little ways from 100.

Melanie said...

I think my favorite comment was auntie susan saying "I will smile at you with my new teeth." I swear, I peed a little on my office chair when I read that, I laughed so hard.

Melanie said...

I am now terrified to see where my blog is being read from. Actually frightened. I may never check.

Melanie said...

Okay, I'm going to try and up this thing to 90.

Melanie said...

First of all, I don't know Donna, but I like her already. Unless I do know Donna. Crap, better check.

Melanie said...

Nope, no blog, can't check. Ah well. And I love how anal Melissa is, even though I've never met her either. Cracks me up. I read her blog all the time but never comment, because I think she may be like, Umm who are you? Mitz's kid? Do I know Mitz?
Yep, that's what I think.
There you have it, you're like post secret now. Except I'm not annnonymous. ANd there's another spelling mistake for you.
Gotta go, Peter needs to hike.

Melanie said...

Also: can anyone help me?
I'm looking for the definition of the word "trollop".
My husband called me a trollop the other night at dinner and I don't know what it means. I suspect something like a woman with loose morals, but I'm really unsure. I just knew enough to act offended.

Melanie said...

Crap, I went over. Well, you're at 92 with this one, and now may be a good time to discuss if you want everyone to stop at 100 exactly. Would 101 upset you, cause it looks possible. I would think it would screw up the apt symmetry of this post and it's subsequent comments, but it's your blog after all.
Whats it gonna be Ang?
Exactly 100?

Donna said...

thank you to melanie for the commercial break..

and now..
back to our story.

picture it..
Gandhi on stage with LofD belt buckle

Mother Teresa firing up her electric violin

Michael Flatley.. ticked off.. front row center

Donna said...

Mother Teresa begins.. a slow.. yet high pitched song on her violin.

The crowd.. is entranced as they are lulled by the melody.

Their eyes glaze over, and they begin to remove clothing tags from the clothing on people around them.

Donna said...

one by one..
the tags are strewn towards the stage.

It is similar to a ticker tape parade as you look up to see a rainbow of white tags..
in S, M, and L flickering down

Donna said...

Michael Flattley,
overcome by his own emotion,
removes his own tags,
only to reveal,
that he..
is wearing..
women's clothes.

Donna said...

Mother Teresa continues her song..
as Gandhi, recognizing Michael's pain... steps forward...
lunges (so as not to sustain a groin injury)
toward Michael..
and reaches out his hands...

and says...

Donna said...

"You...
are saving.. the children"

The curtain is drawn

The lights come up

and everyone goes home

Donna said...

Sorry Melanie..
I don't have a blog..
so you'll have to know nothing about me..
except that ...
my name is Donna...
and..
I obviously wasn't working too hard this afternoon.

ha ha!

I'll let someone else close with the 100!

Becky said...

Yay me! 100! Yeeeeeeeee!

Carol said...

I think someone miscounted.

donna said...

you're right Carol..
why trust technology?
THIS is now post 100.
I have stolen it from you Becky.

and I have claimed it..
as ..
my own!

*she puts foot up on chair... hands on hips..
chest out..
extremely proud look into the horizon***

melanie said...

Didn't think I could compete with the brilliant scene playing itself out here, so I thought I would offer an intermission. Freaking hillarious stuff though. Wow, Ang, this is an awful lot of comments, and an awful lot of people to read them all and comment themselves.
Nice work. Nice work indeed.

Becky said...

She didn't do anything. It wasn't even her idea. It was my idea.

*Pushes Donna to ground and puts foot up on Donna's chest... Hands on hips... Chest out... (Duck!)
Extremely proud look into the horizon... Donna struggles... Becky almost loses her balance because of the motion of Donna's vain effort to escape but manages to subdue her.

donna said...

Thanks for the intermission Melanie!
they are always appreciated!

(she says... as she reaches up and digs her fingernails into Becky's calf, which causes Becky to wince, and double over, at which time, Donna grabs her hair, pulls her down to the ground and they somersault over... putting Donna...
back on top
where she should be.
ahem)

Ta-dah!

Becky said...

*Moans.

Avaelyn said...

Holy crap, look what I missed while I was gone for twelve hours! Donna, that Lord of the Dance belt buckle made me nearly die. And I'm impressed that I can play electric violin.

Avaelyn said...

Who else wants to try to get to 200, just for kicks?

Avaelyn said...

I know that I do.

Avaelyn said...

Me, too.

Avaelyn said...

And so does Mother Teresa.

Avaelyn said...

I'm sad the show is over. Clap for an encore?

Avaelyn said...

I'm so sad. I cry alone at night.

Avaelyn said...

Yeah, me, too. I clasp my arms around myself in a hug and nearly drown in my tear-soaked pillow.

Avaelyn said...

I coughed so hard today I nearly threw up.

Avaelyn said...

This was probably not the greatest idea for me.

Avaelyn said...

I agree.

Avaelyn said...

So do I.

melanie said...

Holy crap, I can't believe it.
This is just too much, and too funny.

melanie said...

How about 120? 120 is pretty freaking admirable. For Becky (who thought of it) and Angie...

Avaelyn said...

120 is pretty good. Maybe I should go comment on my own blog and talk to myself all night. Sweeet.

Avaelyn said...

Or maybe it isn't.

Donna said...

oh no..
120 will not do

Donna said...

looks like I'm going to need a coffee for motivation...

Donna said...

You know.. why do I need a blog? when I can blog right here?
let's discuss my latest 'issue'

Donna said...

My mother, needing some R and R, has decided to pass off some of the holiday meals to her daughters!
THIS is great.. don't you think?

Donna said...

Yah.. well... but..
her daughters don't cook.

me included.

Maybe you've seen my cooking video?
"Buns of Steel"?

Donna said...

And.. there are 25 people coming over for brunch.

yah.

25

That will be my immediate family and 4 extras.

donna said...

so.. what does one cook 25 people?

hmm.. I'm really sad that I can't post pictures here, cause at this time I would insert a great photo of a 24 box of EGGOS

Hello EGGOS! I can run a toaster! I got one that holds 4 at a time!

Donna said...

I can also slice things...

like pickles..
or cheese

even sausage if I'm careful.
(**safety first**)

Donna said...

Nothing says "Merry Christmas" like an Eggo and a pickle.

don't you think?

Donna said...

Sometimes.. when I think about my cooking, I clasp my arms around myself in a hug and nearly drown in my tear-soaked pillow.

Gandhi said...

Its okay Donna..
we all have our gifts..
find YOURS

Donna said...

Thank you Gandhi.
You always show at the right time.

and I always know you're coming cause you never take off those bloody dancing shoes.

sigh.
give them a rest will ya?
the show is OVER

Donna said...

One good thing about my brunch,
is that we will definitely be having Mimosas.

If you've never had one.. you should.

Champagne and orange juice.

Nutritious with vitamin C... yet enough there to give you a little kick in the butt. heh heh

Donna said...

So I have 4 big bottles of champagne chilling in my house..

There's a good chance I'll get into them before the company shows..

Lock myself in the bathroom.. WITH the pickles.. and I'll yell..

"Make your own damn Eggos!"

Donna said...

Now.. let's get to Melanie's plea for help that got ignored due to the dance sequence.

Her husband called her a trollop.
Not good.

Donna said...

trol·lop /ˈtrɒləp/

–noun 1. an immoral or promiscuous woman, esp. a prostitute.

2. an untidy or slovenly woman; slattern.

Donna said...

For your sake..
Let's hope that he was using the second definition of the word.. as a marriage could probably sustain through the trials of uncleanliness.

Donna said...

I was once called a trollop.

I'll let you guess which definition he was using. heh heh

Donna said...

So Avaelyn...
you have your own blog?
man.. Maybe you all have your own blogs..
and I should just lurk into them and leave random thoughts,
or cooking tips.

Donna said...

random tip:

twist ties are great for fixing toilet tank chain.

Donna said...

cooking tip:

just put garlic in.

Donna said...

So I noticed that Becky FINALLY posted her third day favorite thing.

Neil Diamond.

and yes.. he is a hairy man

Donna said...

But Neil is looking much more like this these days:
http://www.smh.com.au/news/Music/Hot-March-nights/2005/03/01/1109546864223.html

oh.. I guess you'll have to copy and paste that.

Donna said...

If you'll notice..
all that hair is going gray..
even that chest hair.

wow.
Isn't that something great to look forward to?
Your chest hair going gray???

Gandhi said...

"It is part of the process Donna"

**as he rests his hand on her shoulder**

Donna said...

"AAAAAAAAAAAH! Man.. you scared me Gandhi! I thought you were gone!"

Gandhi said...

"Always aim at complete harmony of thought and word and deed. Always aim at purifying your thoughts and everything will be well, Donna"

Donna said...

"Why do you always have to talk like that? Its just you and me here home boy... let's get down with it."

Gandhi said...

"In the attitude of silence the soul finds the path in a clearer light, and what is elusive and deceptive resolves itself into crystal clearness. Our life is a long and arduous quest after Truth. "

Donna said...

"see.. like people don't talk like that. they don't say ARDUOUS...
not if they don't have to.

You are going to lose friends man"

Gandhi said...

"Strength does not come from physical capacity. It comes from an indomitable will."

Donna said...

"Oh Gandhi.. and it is DEFINITELY your will that gives you the power to dance like you do"

**Mother Teresa enters**

Donna said...

"Hi Mo T
We were just talking here.. till Gandhi starting talking in quotes. Tell me that we'll just chat this morning.. I'm feeling alone and may have to get out that pillow again."

Donna said...

"Everybody today seems to be in such a terrible rush, anxious for greater developments and greater riches and so on, so that children have very little time for their parents. Parents have very little time for each other, and in the home begins the disruption of peace of the world. "

Donna said...

"wait.. wait.. wait.. are you taking a shot at me cause I'm a single parent?"

Mother Teresa said...

"Love begins at home, and it is not how much we do... but how much love we put in that action. "

Donna said...

"Oh.. well heck! I have that covered! Thank you"

**the mother ship arrives and beams the two of them up***

Donna said...

I definitely need a second cup of coffee

donna said...

So... two sleeps till Christmas.

OH MAN.. I forgot to send my uncle birthday wishes...

Donna said...

okay done..
sent the greeting.
phew.
I say PHEW again
and rub my arm across my brow

Donna said...

okay.. so let's talk gift opening..

are you the RIP IT OPEN FAST kind of opener?

or the meticulous paper remover?

Donna said...

I myself... like to mix it up.

if someone is watching.. I definitely take the more dramatic approach...
stopping often to give little facial expressions like..
"Oh.. what could THIS be?"

Donna said...

If no one is watching..
I'll rip that sucker open and go straight for the goods.

Donna said...

and what do I want for Christmas?

Donna said...

peace on earth..
of course

Donna said...

...and Avaelyn's blog address.

I think her and I could compose some great tales together.

Donna said...

oh man.. I just noticed an error.

dang... I was so excited when Mother Teresa entered that I mistakenly said that Donna was saying the quote about everyone being in a rush.

readers? I hope that this won't confuse you.

donna said...

it is quiet scary to think that I can sit here.. in the quiet.. Christmas music softly playing in the background - I think its the TransSiberian Orchestra - and I can just write these things.

Donna said...

Because what is more important than Ang's blogiversary?

Donna said...

all her comments of course!

Donna said...

and I don't know who smarmy boss is.. but what is up with the comment about needing more cats?

donna said...

NO ONE ever needs MORE cats.

donna said...

they are creepy animals...

donna said...

and you can never tell exactly what those guys are thinking

donna said...

and when you least expect it..

BAM

they pounce!

donna said...

the best pet?

is definitely...

donna said...

a pet rock.

donna said...

always there for you...

donna said...

willing to dress for each and every holiday

donna said...

never leaves a mess or pees in your shoes

donna said...

they come in a variety of colors

donna said...

excellent at 'staying'

donna said...

it really doesn't get better than that!

donna said...

okay..
I really feel like I've gone beyond the call of duty on this blog here

donna said...

I'm guessing most of you are out there sleeping...
drooling...

and I'm here trying to fill 200 spots

donna said...

I think there is a blister on my finger from the typing

donna said...

I have sacrificed my body for this blog

donna said...

but.. it was worth it.

donna said...

DAMN worth it!

donna said...

And shortly...

I will forge ahead into my day...

donna said...

...making a difference...

donna said...

...making good choices...

donna said...

...creating peace and harmony...

donna said...

and for all you here...

Donna said...

I will leave you with this...

donna said...

"The best part of waking up..."

donna said...

"... is Folgers in your cup"

donna said...

sirens wail...
fireworks shoot...

and Donna stands on the stage...
she smiles coyly to the audience..
gently scanning her crowd with gracious humility...

and her right hand slowly is raised up above her head...

and with dignity..
she executes...
the most awesome...
GRAND BOW

bending at the waist...
dropping completely to the ground.

and.. a swift motion up..
her hair sweeps gigantically around.. and right back into place..

a smile beams across her face..
the music swells..
then..
silence.
and black.

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