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You Know Your States

You got 7/10 correct. You've got a pretty good handle on US geography. There's a good chance you've visited at least a dozen of the fifty states.

How Well Do You Know Your States?

You Are Smores

Unusual and unconventional, you make your strange ways work for you. You've got personality - no one's denying that!

What Dessert Are You Most Like?

You've Changed 52% in 10 Years

You've done a good job changing with the times, but deep down, you're still the same person. You're clothes, job, and friends may have changed some - but it hasn't changed you.

How Much Have You Changed in 10 Years?

You Are 55% Normal

While some of your behavior is quite normal... Other things you do are downright strange You've got a little of your freak going on But you mostly keep your weirdness to yourself

How Normal Are You?

Your Preppy Name Is...

Montague Marsden Higgins the Third But most people know you as Bunny

What's Your Preppy Name?

Your 80s Hunk Is

John Stamos

Who's Your 80s Hunk?

This should be easy to do ...

They say life comes at you fast …

Well, I think I’ve always had a fear of the unknown. That extends into a vast spectrum of life’s many hurdles. Love. Family. Career.
I’m so familiar with the way things are, it’s scary to imagine transitioning your life to form another mold.
Familiarity is a double-edged sword. It’s a good thing to know where you’ll be tomorrow, who you’ll be with, or what you’re doing.
But it can also be a burden.
I’ve spent the past 5 ½ years in a job that I don’t love. I’ve spent the past 5 ½ years working for someone who doesn’t respect me and who treats me as such.
Quoting the words of just about everyone I know, “I can’t believe I’ve stayed this long.”
I can’t.
I think if I didn’t have such a fear of change I would have left long ago.

The signs have always pointed in one direction – away from here.
My boss is very anti-family.
He doesn’t even want to think about anyone enjoying a home-life.

So I had to literally pull myself out of the box and seek this change I fear so much.
I did it.
I posted my resume.
I realized I don’t want to hold myself back, or be afraid to do anything just because of work.
Yet, the idea of leaving scares me to death.

Am I completely insane?

Well, much to my surprise I’ve had three possibilities arise within 3 days.

I’m qualified for all of them, and one more so than the others, but despite the amazing benefits package I’m iffy. I shouldn’t be. I should run away from this place and not look back.

Don’t get me wrong … it’s not always bad. But it’s as if you’re riding the hormone rollercoaster and you’re just waiting on the operator to decide if he’s going to stop the ride or keep on going.

I know, without a doubt, that change is what I need.
But the scared little girl in me is afraid ..
I don’t want to hurt anyone’s feelings.
How sad is that?
I’m working in a place where screaming, badmouthing, and gossip is the norm and I don’t want to “hurt” anyone’s “feelings”?

Change is good.
I need to remember that.
But sometimes the easiest things to do end up being the hardest…

I like turtles.

Funny Video Thursdays!

Ellen Uses The Hawaii Chair.
A must-have item for your home, office ... anywhere!

Too Cute Not To Post!

By popular demand ...
My beautiful Neice and Nephews!

These were in my Valentine's Card! :)

Video Fridays!

Who the heck let Bubba Gump in the audition room?






Catchy catchy.

Verb; a word belonging to the part of speech that usually denotes an action.
I love verbs, and I love blogging.
And now there is solid proof that “blogging” is, in fact, a verb (i.e. an action).
Since activities such as “running”, “biking” and “swimming” are verbs, I guess it’s safe to say that I am actually performing a strenuous, athletic-based action at this very moment by blogging. And burning tons o’ calories, of course.

Moving right along … Audrey, the dog, has had it pretty rough these pase few weeks.
Monday she had surgery, a Femoral Head Ostectomy, performed on her hip. She’d popped it so far out of place that sawing away an inch of the femoral head was the only option. Since then she’s licked her stitches out, gotten stapled up, and will be on her way back tomorrow to be re-stapled. This is torture! She’s walking around with the lampshade on her head, looking entirely defeated.

Matt’s working a lot. It’s not very stable right now, but he’s got crazy hours and when it’s busy … it’s busy! He loves it though. I’m glad.

Now … moving to the real reason I chose to blog today.
Grammar.
Yep, grammar. (No need to point out the obvious use of sentence fragment).
I’m amazed at people.
Not amazed like “whoohoo”, amazed like “you attended 13 years of schooling and you can’t place an apostrophe where it rightly belongs?”
I know, I know … apostrophes are not only difficult to spell, but they’re ridiculously complicated in nature.
NOT!
(Also keep in mind, it’s still not cool to end a sentence with the word “NOT!” after it if you were born after 1985, but for blogging purposes I’m leaving it as is).
So, there are a few things in particular I see everyday, from the likes of Dentists, bankers, (stupid girls), grocery store clerks, etc etc etc.
That would be ….
*drum roll please*

…..
……

No one knows the difference between “your” and “you’re”. And don’t even get me started on “there”, “they’re” and “their” … puh-lease!

Now, I know I come from Quinlan … and we aren’t known for our education … but I attended 13 years of public schooling and I know when and where to use apostrophes and the difference between the previously mentioned words.
Apostrophes separate two words that you want to make into one. No, “fixin’to” to and “mm’kay” don’t apply this time.

“Your stupid!” My stupid what?
Oh … you mean “you’re” stupid?
…Exactly.
“Your” is possessive, and “you’re” means “you are.”
We don’t have to go into further details – most of you reading my blog are quite possibly literate.

Whose magazine is that? “It’s theres.”
I know where it is … so whose is it?

“There” – over there. In that direction. In that spot.
“Their” – possessive. Belonging to someone.
“They’re” – they are. No further text needed.

Let us unite and start a grammar revolution! Let us not read this foolishness any longer.
Ok, nix that … I enjoy a good laugh when I see this stuff.

Oh, and spelling will be and entirely different blog for a later date.

Until then … live long and prosper.



Hey, who doesn’t love the concept of instant bacon gratification?
I know I do.