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Showing posts with label games. Show all posts

7/2/09

The games kids play

I no longer have a stalker.

As a matter of fact, should I choose to commit some crime in the near future, I fear the content contained herein could be used against me in a court of law.

Last night, I am innocently typing up the previous post. I publish it and head back to Farm Town, not because I am addicted, mind you.

I had about sixteen trees that needed to be planted when who should show up ON THE FARM. When someone shows up, a chat box automatically opens up.

So we are going through the pleasantries and I finally ask him how old he is. He tells me he is 19. No biggie, right? But I am not about to have an internet affair with a cartoon character.

He starts telling me that he is mad that is too (to) young for me, and that he just wants a pretend girlfriend like the other people have.

::cue the violins::

The mother side of me tells him that there are tons of girls (emphasize) his age and that he'll find someone.


Blah, blah, blah.

I am getting tired of the chit-chat and want to make a quick escape when finally tells me he is 10.


:::record screech:::

I am all, "You are up awfully late. I better go." And he finally leaves.

All I can think is that Chr!s H@nson is going to come in and accuse me of chatting with a minor.
I seriously was panicked.

I think I have been cured of my Farm Town addiction.

(Or at least befriending people. Let's be reasonable.)

10/26/08

Halloween Fun

My sister-in-law sent me this in an email; too much fun!

Pumpkin Stimulator

10/12/08

Another day, another list.

***Updated**** I got the links to work. Spell check still isn't working; I'm not sure why.


Because I strive to be consistent, here is yet another list. Of course, I counted on stuff from Big Daddy. The really only funny thing I can't tell-yet. *wink*

This one hails from Miss Hollie. She is hip and cool and all things I wish I was at her age. Actually, I wouldn't mind it at THIS age.

She totally cracks me up. Check out her list. Seriously. Then set your links to keep reading her. She doesn't disappoint.

As for me...

1- What are your initi​als?
HLC

2- What is your favor​ite thing​ to wear?
Pajama pants and a tee

3- Last thing​ you ate?
Roast, mashed potatoes, lima beans, corn, bread and pie for dessert. (don't judge)

5- I say shotg​un,​ you say:
get in!

6-​Who was the last perso​n you talke​d to?
Big Daddy

7-​What were you doing​ at 7:​00am?
Dreaming

8- Last perso​n you high fived​?
Darrin

9- Does anyon​e you know want to date you?
Nope.

10-​When was your last encou​nter with the polic​e?
Over a week ago at school with the SRO. )car rider duty)


11-​Have you ever drive​n witho​ut a licen​se?
Oh my goodness! On Friday. I had came home when I realized it, and LEFT AGAIN. It's back in my wallet now....

12- The last place​ you went out to dinne​r?
Last night. New Captain D's opened here. (ick)

13-​Do you like your name?
Yes.

14- What time of the day is it?
7:31pm

15- Who/​What made you angry​ today​?
The boys. Let's just say that one of them has a black eye caused by the other.

16- Baseb​all or Footb​all?
Football

18-​Do you like birds​?
Only hummingbirds

19- Favor​ite holid​ay:
Halloween

20- Do you downl​oad music​?
on occasion

21- Do you care if your socks​ are dirty​?
YES. I am a sock snob.

22- Opini​on of Chine​se symbo​l tatto​os?
I think they are cool if they are done right.

24-​Do you like to cuddl​e?
Oh yes...

25- Do you love anyon​e?
No. Nuh-uh. Not a soul.

26-​Whose​ bed did you sleep​ in last night​?
Ours.

27- Have you ever bunge​e jumpe​d?
NEVER. CAN'T. WON'T.

28- Have you ever gone white​ water​ rafti​ng?
No.

29- Has anyon​e 10 years​ older​ than you ever hit on you?
Um. Yeah. ::cough::

30- How many pets do you have?
1

31- Have you met a real redne​ck?
I live in Tennessee....

32- How is the weath​er right​ now?
PERFECT. I *heart* fall.

33- What are you liste​ning to right​ now?
Big Daddy is watching some crap movie, oh wait--commercial, now he flicked to History Channel.

34- What is your curre​nt favor​ite song?
"So What" P!nk

35- What was the last movie​ you watch​ed?
"Soul Plane"

36- Do you wear conta​cts?
No

37- Where​ was the last place​ you went besid​es your house​?
Target

39- What’​s one thing​ you learn​ed this year?
That I am totally doing the right thing.

40- What do you usual​ly order​ from Starb​ucks?
I am a Starbucks virgin.

41-​Ever had someo​ne sing to you?
Yes

42- Have you ever fired​ a gun:
No. I really hate guns.

43- Are you missi​ng someo​ne?
Not at the moment

44- Favor​ite Tv Show?
Grey's, Desperate Housewives, Jon and Kate, Roseanne, Will and Grace.

45- What do you have an obses​sion with?
::cough internet cough::

46- Has anyon​e ever said you looke​d like a celeb​?
Yes. When I first moved here, people thought I looked like Alison Krauss. I saw her on Sunday Morning this morning. I wish. It would be closer to this.
47- Who?
Alison Krauss

48- Who would​ you like to see right​ now?
the sandman

49-​Ever had a near death​ exper​ience​?
Not that I am aware of...

51- Have you ever been caugh​t doing​ somet​hing you weren​'​t suppo​sed to be doing​?
No. Never. Of course not. Hey, what's that over there??

52- Favor​ite smell​?
My husband.

53- Butte​r,​ plain​,​ or salte​d popco​rn?
No thank-you.

54- Ever put a frien​d in a cop car on JukeP​ix?
Um. No.

55- Ever been in a cop car in real life?
Probably. My grandparents own a towing service. And my grandmother was a dispatcher. I knew all the police in their town.

56- Has anyon​e you were close​ to passe​d away recen​tly?
No

57- Our Lady Peace​ or Nicke​lback​?
Nickelback

58- What'​s somet​hing that reall​y bugs you?
My husband's feet moving in my peripheral.

59- Do you like Micha​el Jacks​on?
No. Michael Jackson doesn't even like Michael Jackson.

60- Taco Bell or Burge​r King?
Burger King.

61-​Favor​ite Food?
chocolate, ice cream, candy corn..

62- Favor​ite baseb​all team?
Yuck.

63- Ever call a 1-​900 phone​ numbe​r?
Yes. I totally got in trouble too.

64- Nippl​e or Nose ring?
Neither.

65- What’​s the longe​st you’v​e gone witho​ut sleep​?
Let's see, the oldest is 15...

66- Last time you went bowli​ng?
Last winter, I think.

67- Where​ is the weird​est place​ you’​ve slept​?
In a tent...LOL

68- Who was your last phone​ call?
Mother

70- What’​s the close​st orang​e objec​t to you?
Some leaves in the picture behind me.

Spell check is broken. If anything is misspelled, well, I can't help it.

Hmm. Can't put in anymore links either. Sorry, Hollie

8/5/08

In the beginning...

I was doing a blog jog yesterday. I am not sure what I was looking for, but I was given some inspiration. I wish I could remember where I was when I was hit with the bug, you know, to give the proper linkage and all.

One thing I always love to hear about, whether it is IRL (in real life) or online, is the "how we met" story. My husband and I have been married for nine years, and I love our story. That probably is a redundant statement; who doesn't love their story?

Anyway, for your reading pleasure, may I present to you, "How We Met."

My husband and I met at our place of work. He was the manager, while I was a lowly employee.

Gripping, isn't it?

In June of '97, I took a job at a local grocery store working part-time as a cashier. In July, I left my job at Cracker Barrel (Oh, how I miss that money I made). Still needing the income being a single mom, I drove straight to my new job and asked the store manager if he could use me full-time. Luckily for me, a woman that worked in the produce section needed to go on a medical leave, and if I was willing, I could work there. Little did I know it, at that moment, my life had changed forever.

About the same time this all had come about, I had been through some tough times. I had been divorced for about a year. While the divorce itself wasn't nasty, just the letdown that comes with something like that took a toll on me emotionally. While that was not my lowest point, I certainly didn't feel worthy to be in the company of any man. I saw girl after girl get asked out, and I was left to be home with a four-year old and Barney. It was clear that I was meant to be alone. I swore off looking for a boyfriend, let alone a husband.

About a week into my lettuce and apple gig, the assistant manager would come into our area quite a bit. He had all these little jobs I needed to do and none of them seemed to benefit the fruits or vegetables. For example, a couple of times a day, I was supposed to check milk. Which was on the other side of the store. The milk was in the cooler far away from the actual display. Inside that cooler, the crates were stacked in a single line, upwards, over my head. I would have to go in search of this manager to have him down stack the milk so I could reach it.

Somewhere around the third week, a colleague mentions that Assistant Manager never comes into our area when I am not there, nor do they get requests to re-stock milk. I am all, "whatever," but he was insistent that Assistant Manager was "totally diggin'" me.


The dance begins.

It is well known that most companies frown upon "fraternization between employees." especially when one of those is a member of management. I never really thought there would be ramifications should I choose to date a manager. My philosophy has always been whatever happens off the clock, happens.

A couple weeks of the extremely subtle flirting(from both parties) went nowhere. I was certain by this time he did have a crush. One of my friends worked in the office, and she had been working there as long as he had--since the store opened. She knew that he liked me and ended up being a key player.

I was getting anxious. Now you know that I had read "The Rules"--it had recently been published. I was very much into doing exactly as the ladies had lined out so carefully for us single gals. (Isn't one of them divorced now?)

But patience isn't a virtue I always possess, and frankly I am more Rizzo than Sandra Dee. And what would Rizzo do if she was jonesin' for her man? Yep. I called him.

And he wasn't home.

But, he was familiar with *69. About twenty minutes later, my phone rang, with his number on my caller ID.

I denied having called him. (Yeah, I know.)

We talked about forty-five minutes, yet at the end, he had no clue who was speaking on the other end.

To be continued...
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