Young Frankenstein Putting On The Ritz

This is my favorite movie to watch on Halloween.  Enjoy

Out of Time

No time to blog today.  I only write at the office and I'm getting off early...Yay!!!  Here's some pics to look at while I'm gone:

Happy Thursday

How to Make Pumpkin Pie

I am not a baker so when my co-worker, partner-in-crime and FB buddy sent me an Email on How to Make Pumpkin Pie, I was thrilled.  She entertains all the time and serves the best food I've ever tasted.

As I waited for the attachment to open (which took a really long time for some reason), I imagined baking a homemade pumpkin pie for my in-laws who really don't like me very much.  What with my independent views and all.  I have a job AND I expect my husband to share in the housework.  Clearly, I am the Spawn of Satan but my Hubby's happy so I continue on with my evil plans...bwahahahah.

Oh...back on track.  I thought this Thanksgiving, when we go to California, I will bring this terrific homemade pumpkin pie, along with home videos and photos to prove that I actually made it myself (trust me, they would never believe me otherwise).

I hear my computer click and whir, which pulls me out of my daydream and I look down, eager to see the recipe and praying it won't be too complicated...

 and I get this...

Thanks Sue...Luv Ya!

The Future?

I drove to my daughter's school today to drop off some food for her because she has theatre rehearsals and was "absolutley starving".  Her words--not mine. 

On my way back to the office, which is just down the street from her school, I was at a stop sign, when some kids in a convertible stopped in the middle of the intersection as some other kids  were crossing the street.  I thought they were probably offering them a ride but the kids walked passed the car and one large boy ran up behind a smaller boy and started punching him in the face.  Nobody stopped him or helped the smaller boy at all.

I picked up my phone and called the school, since the kids are their responsiblity until they get home and they were sending an officer right away.  I don't know what happened, because the larger boy and his friends saw me in my car on the phone and took off.

The part that truly hits me hard is that the other boy had to go into the street, pick up his books, keeping from showing any signs of weakness or distress and continue walking home with all of those kids watching him and no friends to comfort him.  The look on his face just broke my heart.

When I got back to my office, I sat in my car crying for all of those kids who are victims of bullying and or just plain being ignored.  I plan to have a long talk with my own daughters when I get home tonight.

What will the future be like, if we don't bother to teach our children compassion??

...very bleak, indeed...

Oh, How the Screw Keeps Turning

I am experiencing the "Monday Blues" to an extreme and as I went through the blogs I follow, I found this video and I can't help but feel better.  So thanks "Smacksy" and to everyone else:  I hope this will bring a smile to your faces as well :)

aberfeldy summer's gone

Feel Good Friday - this song just makes me feel ... light

Ed & Max: a love story (or How I Amuse Myself at Work)

A long, long time ago in a place far, far away (two years ago at a park down the street) Ed met someone new (almost brand new-about 6 weeks) named Max:



It was love at first sight (at least on Ed's part). They were inseparable:

They faced many an adventure together (fetch, walk the dog, etc) and often went to the very park where they first met (actually, they went to a different park-one that was right across the street but this sounds way better) to pay homage to that glorious day:

They didn't always get along.  Since they were both great warriors, they battled often over their vauable territories (i.e. ball, bone, squeaky) but no one would forget their greatest battle-The Infamous Battle of Tire:

 

 Max acted first, breaching the perimeters of the territory and making his stand.



He attacked in the dark of night (yeah, it's daytime...I get it but the cell phone doesn't have a flash so use your imagination) and succeeded in taking Tire without any opposition (who really wants an old tire?)

Once Max had Tire in his possession (and we all know how valuable an old tiny tire is), he disappeared (ran with the tire to the other side of the park) without even a note (dogs can't write, no thumbs) for his dear friend Ed:





Ed was devastated (actually, he was pissed off that Max took off with the tire like that and didn't come back when he called-he's not very well-trained, Max-not Ed...well, either of them actually) and as time passed he became so bitter and angry, he seemed like a different man (not really a picture of Ed):



Max realized how lonely he was without Ed (he got tired and hungry)and decided that being the champion of Tire was not worth losing Ed:

So he apologized (Cute, huh?)... 

                                                            

And Ed forgave him...

                                    

That was easy!!

Though there were other battles over the years , the battle of Tire is the one that is still spoken of to this day (not really, no one but Max really even cares about that tire)

Neither Ed nor Max will ever forget it, for it taught them to value each other above all else (or at least until the next really cool doggy toy catches Max's eye).  And they lived (or slept) happily (lazily) ever after:



THE END

This post is an entry for Fickle Cattle's Very First Fabulously Fantastic Giveaway

Reno Balloon Race 2006

Can't think of anything to write about today but this video makes me feel weirdly good on this strange and rainy day in Vegas.

There is no trick or cunning, no art or recipe, by which you can have in your writing that which you do not possess in yourself

If the school of life becomes any tougher, I'm afraid they're going to hold me back!

There are many people in the world who have suffered far worse than anything I have ever experienced and they have been given tougher trials and overcome more obstacles by far.  I admire them and realize they are far more superior specimens of the human race than I.

I am ready to crawl in my bed, get under the covers and never come out again.  All of this because I find I am very unhappy with the life I am currently leading. 

My relationship is slowly disintegrating and yet I am the only one who will admit to it.  Nothing drags on me more than denial and the inability to reason with someone.

I have two daughters who should be planning for their futures but have been hit by the current state of unemployment and are stuck attending college locally which is so abhorrent to them that they are completely uninspired in their current endeavors. 

Which means that I have two moody teenage girls in my house who have no clear plans on when they will be leaving the nest.  Don't get me wrong, I love them dearly and will sorely miss them when they go but at the same time, I would like some time alone to figure out my next step in life as well.

I am feeling trapped, depressed, unappreciated and unloved.  Not necessarily in that order.

I know I will eventually find resolution but I am hoping it won't be a passive resolution, which is what I usually allow to happen.  I would like to be active in the outcome this time...so, wish me luck!