Tuesday, August 8, 2006

Entry for August 08, 2006

I've been out blogged by my blog.



Okay, now I know I have got you wondering what in the world is she talking about today.



Well I have been out blog hopping, going from page to page and reading the kewl happenings of others, seeing pretty pics, clicking on inserted links.....and I have gotten.....a bad case of....blog envy....



I don't know if you noticed in yesterday's blog, but all of my blog was "italicised".... thought that was pretty snazzy of me didn't ya? .. The sad fact is...I only wanted the first verse of that song lyrics italicised and then to go back to the orginal font...but I couldn't make it work. I tried and tried to press that "I" button to make it go back and it wouldn't......That is when I knew I had once again been sent to the back of the class in blogging.



"Sigh".....



I feel almost as stupid as the day I got this computer, which only goes to show.... I knew it had something against me from the very beginning. What I wouldn't give to be called a geek right now...um, that is being  called a geek in a good sorta, computer literate sort of way.



You know it took me three blog postings before I knew that I could go back and fix the typos after I had posted it?.....talk about sad!



As I look over other people's blogs and see their inserted pics and links and read about the "Hannah affect" I have to admit...my eyes glaze over... my I.Q. must drop a few points...and I think....who is Hannah?...and  how dare she think up this kind of stuff to torture me....She has to know I want that, I want to be able to do that...and if only I could learn how to do this Hannah effect I would insert some stuff....I would insert expletives ... but I take a deep breath......and calm down.



You know I thought I was being so smart......so proud of myself...I thought I would compose my blog in MS works and cut and paste it here......well...for some reason my blog won't allow that....and I could live with that.... But for some other reason, since I updated my browser, my screen crashes if I don't move on to another link or page after so long......so....I type fast...and faster...



.....and the typos come faster and faster....



Oh Hannah, can't you make my cut and paste work? You don't know how I long for the old days...the old days of REAL cut and pasting...I liked paste...and no,...... contrary to what you all think... I never ate paste...but I liked it's stickiness...There was even a small time frame you could rearrange your pasted piece...



...Oh and my scissors,..... my little blunt, child proof scissors...still wish I had them...probably still need them on most days too...



But...I won't be defeated by my blog...I will persevere....and by golly I will learn the Hannah effect one day...I will have inserted pics, and links, and all kinds of kewl stuff....



and if I never figure it out.....meet me behind my blog Hannah...you and I have some talking to do.


 

 

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But..but..but..Vic...I think your bloggyness is soooo cool...You impress me...I think you're the nicest sort of "geek"....and besides that I loveeeee your blogs...you make me laugh...and I thank you for that...hugsssssssss

Tuesday August 8, 2006 - 07:46pm (EDT)

GEEK! I'm sure you'll figure it out. : P

Tuesday August 8, 2006 - 07:27pm (CDT)

Hmmm....you should be able to cut and paste from a word processing program...I do...oops now she is gonna throw another damn corn husk at me....DUCKS!

Tuesday August 8, 2006 - 09:57pm (EDT)

Aw thanks guys....not a true geek yet, but I am gonna be one of these days!! It's my mission in life, not sure where I am gonna put the pocket protector though,lol........

(Um Zim.....nah, I ain't gonna throw any more corn husks at ya....might hold ya down and make ya eat paste though,lol,lol...)

Tuesday August 8, 2006 - 10:35pm (CDT)

Awwww vic...ya might not feel "geekish" yet...but you sure have a "spiffified" blog :D

Wednesday August 9, 2006 - 11:17am (EDT)

Awwww vic...ya might not feel "geekish" yet...but you sure have a "spiffified" blog :D

Wednesday August 9, 2006 - 11:17am (EDT)

sorry :( my comment got stuck :((

Wednesday August 9, 2006 - 11:52am (EDT)

IS that chocolate in your background??

Thursday August 10, 2006 - 12:34am (IST)

Awesome blog and rather spiffy too...lollolI hope Poss comes up with another "word of the day" soon lollol

Wednesday August 9, 2006 - 03:51pm (EDT)

Yep zzee...made the jpg from a pic so it would tile seamlessly....feel free to snag if you like it...

Lol dixie...I call them her "possum-isms"....

Wednesday August 9, 2006 - 03:44pm (CDT)

Vic , for what this is worth,(and if you will allow me to be serious for a moment) the " office type work" capabilities of the blog are sadly lacking. I discovered if you use a color highlight behind your words then you can't remove it. Probably true of the italics too. Lines and words jump around when you try the orientation also. However, you really can do your blog in another program and copy/paste. I did that once for a long blog with uncorrectable mistakes that I didn't want to type over.(MMMMMMM...chocolate)

Friday August 11, 2006 - 07:55am (EDT)

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Monday, August 7, 2006

Entry for August 07, 2006

"Oh I believe there are angels among us

Sent down to us from somewhere up above

They come to you and me in our darkest hours

To show us how to live, to teach us how to give

To guide us with the light of love"



.........From Angels Among Us by Alabama

(Don Goodman-Becky Hobbs)



No this isn't going to be a blog about religion,

everyone has their own beliefs and I respect that.



No, this blog is about a real angel,....or the possibility of one.



One that I saw, that I talked to....that I walked with..... and no they were not dressed in a white robe, with a bright white glow.There were no wings....and there was no harp music playing.



It was a very warm summer's day several years ago in Nebraska. I was on my way to visit  a guy about some life insurance. A friend of mine had just started a new job selling life insurance, and well.... see a previous blog post about me being unable to say no.



I drove to my appointment and I parked my car across the street from the business. It was in a section of town that I rarely frequented. It was one of several small business tucked into a back side street. I got out of my car and walked across the street and started walking up the sloped parking lot to the business,when I heard a  very small voice.



I turned, and there was an elderly woman, who had to be at least in her 80's if not older. For being such a warm day, she was dressed in a long dress that went to her ankles, it was sleeveless, and in the most shocking shade of tangerine orange. Her grey hair was piled high on her head, and she had on big,cheap,plastic earrings that dangled from her earlobes. She was caring a parasol to block the hot sun,..which is not so out of the ordinary.....if you lived in the South....But in Nebraska, no one carries a parasol, and certainly not one with a big ruffled edge.



She asked me if she could take my arm, and if I would help her across the parking lot to the hair salon so she could get her hair fixed. The hair salon was right next to where I was going. I don't know why, but at that moment, a quote I knew since I was a child popped into my head. "Beware of entertaining angels who walk among you".She certainly didn't look like an angel, but for some reason that is the first thing that popped into my head that warm day.



I helped the old woman across the parking lot, and for our very short walk together, she repeatedly thanked me for my help. I told her it was no problem, and I then went on to my appointment.



When I left the insurance agent, and got into my car, I sat and thought of the elderly woman in orange. Such a colorful character....How did I miss her while driving up to my parking spot? How did I not hear her, till her small voice asked for help?



I thought of her thanksfulness for such a small deed.... It was not out of my way...., it didn't cost me anything. Yet to her, it was a kindness.... A kindness I probably would not have recognized on my own.



I got to thinking, in my life, were there other angels I had missed? Were there others in need of my help, no matter how small.....did I do what I could to help? Or was my head down in my own thoughts, oblivious to there needs?



I think we all know of someone. Someone who's life and deeds would qualify them in our minds as an angel here on earth. A small child  living with an illness,..... A wise and caring teacher..... Someone who has lived their life with such grace and dignity thru some of life's worst trials.....So many people we come across daily.



What if some of them were truly angels? Quietly going about their business, coming into our lives to challenge us to see past ourselves? Helping us to see, even the smallest of gestures, can make someone's walk a little easier,...Help someone realize they aren't so invisible in this world of ours.



No,...it wasn't a typical angel I saw that day.... Most would say it was just an old woman.



But I like to think that it was an angel....that there are angels walking amongst us...



....dressed in bright tangerine orange, wearing big plastic baubles....and carrying a parasol.







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I'll tell you right here and now Ms Viccles, that you are a ray of sunshine on many a dark day. I don't think I'm alone when I say that life can be a weight, something to endure rather than savour, at times. I log on here most days and on the rare occasions that I'm in the doldrums, if ANYONE can lift me high through the magic of a smile, it's you! Please don't ever underestimate your wit, your caring and your wonderful humour, dear lady. I'm not at all religious, but if 'angels' means folk who know only how to improve cloudy days, you are one and I thank you with all my heart. (hugs)

Tuesday August 8, 2006 - 12:07am (EST)

Errr one other thing...my imagination is running WILD here...you with your pink bouffant, fluffified dress, and pink uggh (named that for good reason lol) boots, arm in arm with the lady in the tangerine dress and big plastic earrings and carrying the fluffy-edged umbrella would certainly have been a wondrous sight! :D

Tuesday August 8, 2006 - 12:13am (EST)

lol, someone call the fashion police...I am sure between us we must have had at least a dozen violations,lol

Monday August 7, 2006 - 09:22am (CDT)

I met an angel once...well actually I didn't meet him...he helped me...you've given me a blog vic....I can't write all my thoughts you've made me remember in this box...yes I believe in angels...even tangerine orange dressed...plastic baubled earring angels...now I gotta go write...I apologize for taking your angel theme...but you opened a floodgate of thoughts...hugssss

Monday August 7, 2006 - 10:58am (EDT)

Take it and run with it Angie....All angels are for remembering

Monday August 7, 2006 - 10:40am (CDT)

You are a dear angel with your pink boufant hair, frilly little dress and matching pink boots. Yup Vickles, angels do come in many sizes,shapes and colors:):) Thank you for spreading your wings and dispensing your mirth most everyday.

Monday August 7, 2006 - 04:48pm (EDT)

That was a cool story. Yeah Vic, your an angel too. Look at that lil halo hugging your pink hairdo. Awww, c'mere you lil angel. lol

Monday August 7, 2006 - 09:24pm (CDT)

Lol Jim....it's just shiney tinfoil.... (but it sure does make a good conductor when it's lightning out,....lol)

Monday August 7, 2006 - 10:52pm (CDT)

Tinfoil schmimfoil..it's still a halo dangit.

Tuesday August 8, 2006 - 07:32pm (CDT)













 

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Saturday, August 5, 2006

Entry for August 04, 2006

Pssssssttttt.........



I've seen "it"......



I have seen.......baby Suri....



and guess what?.....Looks like a baby to me...



Okay I haven't really seen baby Suri Holmes-Cruise. But I will get over it. My life will go on, pretty much as it has been from day to day.



What is this obsession people have with this baby? It is after all, just a baby. A baby kept in seclusion for what purpose I am not exactly sure,.... but I have a suspicion.



I suspect it is  the reason for the seclusion....



.....it's for the attention......



......or maybe .....



.......baby Suri has some strange mysterious halo glow around her? (Quick! Alert the Scientologists!)



....... hmmm nope, I still think it's for the attention.



And what a lot of free publicity and grand marketing ploy it is.......use your child, without even showing a glimpse of your child.... for publicity....... it's brilliant. Think of it.... you can invite celebrities over for a "viewing" and then have them rush to the nearest reporter to gush how they have seen "the baby". How they have seen baby Suri.... and it looks just like Tom and Katie! Imagine that....



I have a problem with celebrities using their children for publicity, whether blatantly or otherwise. I don't like the thought of parading children for photo ops or selling their pictures for money. It just doesn't set well with me.



Do the celebrities need the money? ..don't think so...



Do the babies/kids get anything out of it?....don't really think so....



Do the celebrities get anything out of it?...well besides the money.....um, yeah...



I think the only thing worse than celebrities selling their baby pics...are the publications that pay them for the pics. Since when do you have to pay for news? What kind of integrity does that bring to your publication?..and is it even "news worthy" to begin with?



The hoopla continues, we still haven't seen baby Suri, but already she has to be one of the most talked about celebrities there is in the world today. I sit here and it begins to sink in , and I slap myself  in the middle of the forhead and think....



"DOH"



I fell right into it.....wrote my whole blog about baby Suri and gave her even more publicity.....



That Tom...you have to hand it to him.... he is a clever one.

 

 

 

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Lol Vic. I agree with you. Except, I blame the media. I don't think most people care until someone makes them think they are missing out not caring about it.But I guess I have to blame the people who buy their magazines or watch the tv shows. All that kind of attention can turn me away faster than it draws me to someone,or something for that matter. I like tv shows until the actors enter the stage then wait for applause and adoration from the studio audience. And if I find myself wearing something everone all of a sudden feels they have to have, I usually stop wearing it. lol. Of course that gets embarrassing if I find out in the middle of a mall.

Saturday August 5, 2006 - 06:23pm (CDT)

Yup vickles, I think stars milk publicity for all it's worth. Even use their own children to help stay in the lime light. Use to be that stars avoided bad publicity but they have discovered the media helps with keeping their name out front whether the news be good or bad. Just changing with them times I suppose.....sigh.

Sunday August 6, 2006 - 01:43am (EDT)


 

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Thursday, August 3, 2006

Entry for August 03, 2006

My blog and I thank you for not soliciting.....



Where does your pocketbook and your good intentions end?



I got a phone call earlier today, the person on the line asked is Ms. such and such there? It was the insurance adjuster wanting to set up a time to come visit to view the property and gouge...um, ...er I mean quote the increase for this year's property insurance. I hung up the phone, rolled my eyes and the first thing that popped into my head was.........oh great, now I have to dust.



But then the second thought was, well at least it wasn't another caller soliciting for yet  another charity . I found out long ago, make a donation once....you are on their call list for life. ..(help).



I don't mind giving to a good cause. In fact when asked I usually give...I have a hard time saying no.



I think that must be why I am invited to every over-priced cookware, cosmetic, lingerie, basket party there is imaginable. Now usually I don't mind going to a party. It's nice to get out with just the ladies.... and chat..... and marvel over the fact tupperware has a lid that burps.



But then you start to notice a pattern that  the same person(s) seem to be having the parties, over and over for different products and you begin to think...hmmmmmm.... we are glad to see you Vic...  And your pocketbook.



I have a soft spot for kids. Kids selling stuff for school, for band, for a trip, for athletics or 4-H or whatever it is that has forced their tiny legs to go door to door and beg for money for their products. I usually know the kids or their parents, so I buy.



Last year I had a dilemma. One family of kids I knew had came by and I had bought some fruit from them. A lot of fruit, a big 20 pound box of fruit. But I thought, hey..holidays are around the corner, fruit will come in handy for the beginning of the new year (from all the over indulgences of too many sweets over Christmas)...... So I bought the smallest box of apples.



Two days later, another kid, who's family I knew, came by selling the same product,... for the same reasons. I glanced over the brochure and mumbled rather loudly that I just had bought some fruit the day before.



Finally ......finally I thought the cycle would be broken...I would be able to look in that little kid's eyes and say.........no.



What good salesmen kids are...I can see now why schools and clubs make them do the selling. As soon as I had mentioned buying fruit, the kid piped up..."we sell some other stuff too"...at which point I was directed to brochure #2.



I quickly glanced thru the brochure pictures of giftwrap, mixed nuts, cheeses of the world and spied the cheapest thing on the page....a beef log.....which I bought. Why you ask a beef log? I don't know myself...I think it was out of desperation, I don't even like beef logs all that much. I was promised my purchase by the holidays and the kid went off happily with my 12 dollars.



A few days before Christmas my beef log arrived. I was expecting a small 8 oz log of beef. I guess I should have read the brochure closer. I was the proud owner of a 2 and a half foot tube of beef.....glory be....



I had to wedge it in the fridge sideways at an angle....and every holiday party I was invited to last year I took a platter of crackers and cheese and beef log....I still had over half of it by February. I ended up throwing it out in the middle of May.



This year I have vowed to harden my heart when it comes to soliticiting....even to those little waifs who look so appealingly at you.....and if I feel myself waning.... I will at least know enough this time around not to order the beef log.




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VICCLES! Rolling helplessly on the floor here! Save me!! HAHAHAHA!

Friday August 4, 2006 - 10:17am (EST)

I'm not kidding that sucker was HUGE....

Friday August 4, 2006 - 10:18am (CDT)

Burping tupperware???? Now you really are showing your age Vic LMAO!!!! As usual, an amusing look into your world...thank you :)

Friday August 4, 2006 - 03:51pm (EDT)

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Wednesday, August 2, 2006

Entry for August 02, 2006

I'm too sexy for this blog......



I don't care who you are.....everyone, is vain about something....



Yesterday I met my mother for breakfast, one of the first things she said to me was...."feel my face, feel how soft it is". She had tried some new skin cream product someone was selling. It was something I had never heard of ...but it was Swiss .......and well,  her face did feel soft. But at 67 years of age, I wondered why of all times my mother would be concerned about her skin being soft. She was never one for lots of make-up, jewelry, nail polish,etc......but yesterday she surprised me...with her soft skin.



I had a chat with one of my on-line friends and they paid me a compliment....made me feel all warm and fuzzy inside....but I already do feel warm and fuzzy when I talk to any of my friends....compliments aren't required but they are well received and appreciated.



I got to thinking......am I vain? My first quick response was no, of course not....and then I thought about it a little longer. And I have to confess, at times... on somethings... I guess I could be.



I get a lot of compliments on my hair. It is long,... longer than it should be...it needs a trim badly, and with this heat I keep thinking I should cut it...cut it a lot shorter. But I have been told many times don't cut your hair, so I keep my hair long....What most people don't know is that when I was born, I was born bald, nary a hair on my head........till I was almost two years old. When I started to have hair....it came in strawberry blonde and stayed that way till I went to school...and then it turned a "roan" color...before turning as dark as it is today.



But I don't really consider myself vain about my hair.....if you really must know....



....want to know what I think is my best feature......



It's my eyebrows....



I like my eyebrows....I tweeze my eyebrows...I keep them tidy...I keep them plucked in their natural arch....and I am vain about them. ...they have to be plucked and looking nice....because I like them that way.



There are so many different products and nice smelly things to try for women...I almost feel sorry for the men. Oh sure they have cologne and aftershave....but they don't have make-up, nail polish, lotions and perfumes and all kinds of neat girly stuff.



I like make-up....I wear make-up...not a lot of it, just enough...to help.....but I tell myself it isn't out of vanity....it's as a favor. A favor to the rest of the world, that is what I tell myself.....and I try to believe it.



This morning I woke up and looked in the mirror.... my hair was going every which way... with a mind of it's own... like only curly hair can do on a humid day. My eyes were red and puffy, which comes from allergies and sleeping with the air conditioner on. There was a red spot on my left cheek from a wrinkle in my pillow....



I squinted.....was that another grey hair I spied?....and I sighed...



.....and I said (a touch sarcastically)....... "good morning beautiful."



And blew myself a kiss...



Every now and then.... we all need to feel a little good about ourselves..

 

 

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Too funny!!!! Love reading your blogs, they rarely fail to make me smile or giggle. Now I know you haven't written that many yet, but what you have written...well you know what I mean...sigh. Keep 'em rolling! I just hope for our sakes that that power line running from your cornfield into Iowa never fails - gosh, what would it be like to lose touch with the one and only person who lives in Nebraska!!!????

Wednesday August 2, 2006 - 05:56pm (EDT)

Vic, all this time I thought you were vain about your pink boufant beehive hair do....no, do not cut it what ever ya do...go ahead and do yer little turn on the cat walk:):)
As for me, lord it's hard to be perfect when ya perfect in every way...I can't wait to look in the mirror cause I get purdier with each passing day....ouch!! stop throwing shoes at me!!!
Hugs, Dixie

Wednesday August 2, 2006 - 06:09pm (EDT)

There, there, ms viccles....even toofless, chocolate coated punkins with pink hair are loved by SOMEONE! Their mums...Aussie possums...the skin-care people...the Twinkie people... ((hugs))

Thursday August 3, 2006 - 09:41am (EST)

Vic, you can always feel good about yourself..I like gals with plucked eyebrows all neat and nice...makes the toofies stand out

Sunday August 6, 2006 - 08:03pm (EDT)


 

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Tuesday, August 1, 2006

Entry for August 01, 2006

This blog posting considered politically incorrect....



Mel Gibson....  actor, producer, good-looking guy.......in the news for his actions, and more so for his words. By now we have read of his drunk driving, being pulled over,....and for his comments....his very politically incorrect comments.



We have all at one time, suffered the after affects of our own "foot and mouth" disease. Where our minds and our words (whether spoken or written) have caused us regret or remorse.



I read a comment earlier today on one of the news' sites about the Mel "incident", and the gist of the comment was....it was the booze talking.... And I thought about that.....and thought about that.



I am not an alcoholic.....



and I have never drank so much that I didn't know what I was saying....



Is it the drink that is to blame? Or is it the person?.......and if the person took the drink in the first place does it all come back to the person anyways? Does drinking make you say things you don't think? Or does it put voice to thoughts you have always had but never said?



It makes you wonder,....



I don't know.



Today I posted a quick comment on someone's 360 page. And the moment I hit the send button I winced. What I thought was a clever glib remark stared back at me, and I realized as soon as I posted it.....it could be considered politically incorrect.



It wasn't meant to be. It was to be in good fun. In fact most reading the comment wouldn't even know what I was talking about by saying it could be considered politically incorrect....



But I stared at it, and kicked myself mentally.....I shouldn't have posted it...I should have thought, and I thought I was thinking....but evidently not clearly.



So today, I apologize ....no drink to blame,.... just me.







 

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(((Viccles))) Now you've got me wondering what you said on whose blog! Not that it's ANY of my business, I guess I'm just curious as to what you think constitutes a possible affront. All I know for sure is that blogging, emailing and chatting are all flat playing fields - there are no hills or trees to serve as landmarks, no visible facial muscles expressing whatever, no eyes looking at us while the mouth below speaks the words that are of necessity, typed, no voice inflections. I have seen recently where an innocent morsel of good-hearted but two-dimensional jest turns into a total disaster, since remedied, thankfully. I believe we should all simply trust our instincts regarding the writer of anything on here. We are all able to sense the character of our internet friends...and others, yes? I KNOW that nothing you could say would be intentionally offensive to anyone! If it's taken as such by those who may not 'know' you/us very well, they may have to hang around a little longer and GET to know you/us, yes?

BTW, we're ALL capable of gaffes, so don't go feeling too lonely, dear lady. You at least have Mel for company right now! (JOKING, TREELY ROOLY AND 'ONEST!!!!! - see my wink? And my crinkly eyes? And my left hand over my giggling mouth? And the peace-offering of Minties in my right hand? I didn't breathe on them...true!)

"Carry your head high, and your heart gently."

Wednesday August 2, 2006 - 09:25am (EST)

Dixie is here rubbing her noggin'....wondering just how to comment here. I
use to get upset with people who send funny stuff about Southern people and
jokes and such because it perpetuates the myth that Southerners are idiots
and backward hillbillies. I also sometimes get up set with people who make
uneducated comments about NAs ....then I took a good look at it and just
decide it's a loss cause to try to teach folks...they have been brain washed and encouraged
into believing this stuff is funny. . I took some advice from a friend who
is NA and he said if it's funny just go ahead and laugh....I don't hold much
with being politically correct lollol
guess this doesn't make a lot of sense and I need to just
hush up but I am not all that good at expressing my feelings and there's
always someone around who's gonna shoot me outta the saddle:)....that's my 2
beads worth.

Wednesday August 2, 2006 - 07:22pm (EDT)


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