How often do you take the random tests which will tell you more about yourself than you care to know?
I am a sucker for them and then when I don't like the results I feel bad.
For instance, the test my family all took about who we are most like. My mother- Albert Enstein. My sister, Mother Theresa...... I was the only one in my immediate family who came out like Sadam Husein, or however you spell his name.
So I just took the crayon test to tell me who I am.
If Shannon came out a classy purple then certainly I would be purple...isn't it like blood types?
Nope... read below:
You Are an Orange Crayon
Your world is colored with offbeat, confident, and stimulating colors.You have a personality that's downright weird - and you wouldn't change it for anything.Loud and expressive, you voice your opinions fearlessly and strongly.And while you have a strong personality, you can be friends with almost anyone.Your color wheel opposite is blue. Your confidence is something blue people truly envy.
It is so nice to know as I fall asleep that my suspicions of myself are confirmed. I am downright weird and I wouldn't change a thing.
So go to Shannon's blog and tell me what color crayon you are.
Saturday, December 20, 2008
Wednesday, November 26, 2008
Insomnia, how I hate it
Lately I have been having trouble with insomnia. I hate taking Tylenol PM because it causes me to have a real hang over feeling in the morning. So after a few nights of sporadic sleep I decided to start digging through my drawer of drugs.
Now those who know me well will remember my philosophy about raising kids. When you travel or when the kids were just plain ornery or sick I used the wisdom of "When in doubt, drug them out." Meaning a good dose of Benadryl or back then paragoric could solve many problems. I know, don't report me. The children survived. Yet on the other hand, I never used band-aids because I didn't want wimpy children and band-aids were expensive so all open bloody issues were solved with a wet paper towel.
Now back to my post, I was digging through my drawer of narcotics obtained from adult children who had had surgery or teeth pulled etc and I would get the narcs filled and then rarely would let them have any substituting it for tylenol.... and no I never took the pills either.
When low and behold I found a prescription of Ambien from Trent's finger surgery. My problem was solved. I would take 1/2 of an ambien. I took it one night and had a wonderful sleep (of course knowing ambien is habit forming) I took another 1/2 on another night. Great nights sleep. And then came Monday night.
Monday at work was horrible. I had to appear in court on Tuesday with a resident and the family so I thought I would take a whole Ambien and go to bed early. I did. Wonderful!!! great night's sleep. Got to the court room and the resident's daughter started talking about our conversation of the night before. What conversation I asked her. She looked at me oddly told me the one we had on the phone at 11:00 PM. I didn't have a conversation with you. Yes, I did. She showed me the phone log. WOW... I had NO recollection of that phone call. Thankfully, I was nice on the phone call. That was a scary feeling!!
I figure I could take Ambien 5 mg and have a colonoscopy or anything else and be fine. who needs Versed for procedures or surgery when you can take Ambien and wake up refreshed.
So last night, I was lying in bed wide awake and noticed a florescent square on my ceiling. don't laugh. There is a florescent square on my bedroom ceiling. I asked shannon this morning why the kids painted a florescent square on my ceiling and she said they did not. I lay awake all night looking at the square..... could I have painted it while on the Ambien????
Anyway, last night after tossing and turning for HOURS... I decided to count my blessings instead of sheep (yes, I have been listening to Christmas music) in order to help me fall asleep.
I remember starting with Devin and getting all the way to Trent. Sorry Brett and Whitney but now there is Amanda and Tom to stick in there but it doesn't mean I am not thankful for you.
Good thing I have so many kids..... and PS... for those who use Ambien turn off your phone and hide the florescent paint.
Now those who know me well will remember my philosophy about raising kids. When you travel or when the kids were just plain ornery or sick I used the wisdom of "When in doubt, drug them out." Meaning a good dose of Benadryl or back then paragoric could solve many problems. I know, don't report me. The children survived. Yet on the other hand, I never used band-aids because I didn't want wimpy children and band-aids were expensive so all open bloody issues were solved with a wet paper towel.
Now back to my post, I was digging through my drawer of narcotics obtained from adult children who had had surgery or teeth pulled etc and I would get the narcs filled and then rarely would let them have any substituting it for tylenol.... and no I never took the pills either.
When low and behold I found a prescription of Ambien from Trent's finger surgery. My problem was solved. I would take 1/2 of an ambien. I took it one night and had a wonderful sleep (of course knowing ambien is habit forming) I took another 1/2 on another night. Great nights sleep. And then came Monday night.
Monday at work was horrible. I had to appear in court on Tuesday with a resident and the family so I thought I would take a whole Ambien and go to bed early. I did. Wonderful!!! great night's sleep. Got to the court room and the resident's daughter started talking about our conversation of the night before. What conversation I asked her. She looked at me oddly told me the one we had on the phone at 11:00 PM. I didn't have a conversation with you. Yes, I did. She showed me the phone log. WOW... I had NO recollection of that phone call. Thankfully, I was nice on the phone call. That was a scary feeling!!
I figure I could take Ambien 5 mg and have a colonoscopy or anything else and be fine. who needs Versed for procedures or surgery when you can take Ambien and wake up refreshed.
So last night, I was lying in bed wide awake and noticed a florescent square on my ceiling. don't laugh. There is a florescent square on my bedroom ceiling. I asked shannon this morning why the kids painted a florescent square on my ceiling and she said they did not. I lay awake all night looking at the square..... could I have painted it while on the Ambien????
Anyway, last night after tossing and turning for HOURS... I decided to count my blessings instead of sheep (yes, I have been listening to Christmas music) in order to help me fall asleep.
I remember starting with Devin and getting all the way to Trent. Sorry Brett and Whitney but now there is Amanda and Tom to stick in there but it doesn't mean I am not thankful for you.
Good thing I have so many kids..... and PS... for those who use Ambien turn off your phone and hide the florescent paint.
Saturday, November 15, 2008
Balls update
I have just arrived back from the single adult "party." The balls were a smash but the name was not. First off, I need to admit to the fact that my balls were soft and mushy, kinda like a creamy filling rather than a cake like filling. I spoke with Devin and Amanda's balls were more like a cake. The difference being that I added all of the frosting and didn't use all of the cake.
Well, everyone thought they were delicious and could immediately tell they were a red velvet cake taste held together by something.
I didn't get to put a sign up but someone asked who made them and I admitted to it. They asked me what they were and I proudly said balls. The crowd of 16 went silent. Only one lady laughed and she said we would call them red velvet truffles..... I still prefer balls.
Well, everyone thought they were delicious and could immediately tell they were a red velvet cake taste held together by something.
I didn't get to put a sign up but someone asked who made them and I admitted to it. They asked me what they were and I proudly said balls. The crowd of 16 went silent. Only one lady laughed and she said we would call them red velvet truffles..... I still prefer balls.
Balls
Today I ventured into Amanda's world and attempted the cake balls minus the lollipop sticks. I am girding up my loins and heading off to a single adult activity tonight where we have to bring a food item. I got such a laugh from Amanda's food blog and the comment about whether it was immature to laugh at the written word "balls." Yes, Amanda we are a like in many ways and I will continue to teeheehee whenever it is used.
So I thought maybe these cake balls would be a good filter for a potential date. Mine are made of a red velvet cake mix and cream cheese frosting. Let me give you some words of wisdom from an "experienced cook;" do NOT over bake your cake by forgetting to set the timer but thinking you set the timer, hence waiting for a LONG time wondering why your cake is not done.
If you over bake then you need to only use the middle and then don't use the bottom either... but it still works just doesn't produce as much. When you are forming the balls, I would suggest a melon baller or someting because if you are doing this and the door bell rings and you are the only one home it looks like you have just done something really mysterious and illegal as your hands are covered in red gritty looking stuff.
When the balls are on the pan to go into the freezer, don't let anyone see them as they will think you have just made meat balls from some very bad looking hamburger meat.
OK, well my cake balls are all dipped and look groovy and I am taking them to the single adult activity. I am putting up a label saying "BALLS." The first man, oops brother, who laughs is who I will go flirt with. If there isn't any man/brother there that laughs then the night will not have been successful as there won't be anyone who would understand my sense of humor.
Wish me luck with my "balls."
So I thought maybe these cake balls would be a good filter for a potential date. Mine are made of a red velvet cake mix and cream cheese frosting. Let me give you some words of wisdom from an "experienced cook;" do NOT over bake your cake by forgetting to set the timer but thinking you set the timer, hence waiting for a LONG time wondering why your cake is not done.
If you over bake then you need to only use the middle and then don't use the bottom either... but it still works just doesn't produce as much. When you are forming the balls, I would suggest a melon baller or someting because if you are doing this and the door bell rings and you are the only one home it looks like you have just done something really mysterious and illegal as your hands are covered in red gritty looking stuff.
When the balls are on the pan to go into the freezer, don't let anyone see them as they will think you have just made meat balls from some very bad looking hamburger meat.
OK, well my cake balls are all dipped and look groovy and I am taking them to the single adult activity. I am putting up a label saying "BALLS." The first man, oops brother, who laughs is who I will go flirt with. If there isn't any man/brother there that laughs then the night will not have been successful as there won't be anyone who would understand my sense of humor.
Wish me luck with my "balls."
Tuesday, October 28, 2008
blogging 101
I am sitting here bored silly and have looked at Amanda's blog site at least 100 times wondering why no one is writing so as to entertain me. Hence, I decided to jump onto the bloggers band wagon and write my thoughts for posterity. How hard can it really be????
It is actually very hard... first you have to name your blog. That should be an easy one. I thought of Jeni who always wanted to name her band.. Oopps, I don't have a band and have never wanted to name a band. Then I thought of Amanda and Devin and Christa. Just use your name. No, I wanted a little bit more. How about something that tells where you are at in life.... wandering in the land of lonliness... to depressed. Fat and Fifty.... to much of a reality check...... How about something like glenn and lance did the combination of names- Glance (shall I confess that I now refer to both of them as glance??) So I can be gacall....it sounds like a demented bird call. So instead I will just use the two nicknames I have been given in my long life. Gayemom and happysofa. I don't know if it is politically correct but then those that are reading this should know I would never worry about something like that.
Next comes choosing how your blog looks. I thought this should be fun. Do you like the words on the right or the left??? There is a definant preference I have found. I prefer mine on the right. Maybe because..... I don't know you fill in that psychological blank for me and let me know.
Then you have to actually write something. This should be a breeze for me because i love to talk and love to have everyone hear my opinions. Actually, we shall see how it goes. Maybe I will have something to say and then again maybe I won't.
Now comes figuring out how to let everyone know I have a blog. Will anyone want to read it? I know I love to read others blogs. I love to keep up with the nieces and nephews children and lives. I love to read Christa's and find out how my daughter is doing and how her trip to Costa Rica was. I wish all of my kids would blog so I could keep up with their lives.
Well here it goes I will now push the publish post button and allow the world into my life... wish me luck and if it is boring just humor me and keep reading anyway.
!!!11
It is actually very hard... first you have to name your blog. That should be an easy one. I thought of Jeni who always wanted to name her band.. Oopps, I don't have a band and have never wanted to name a band. Then I thought of Amanda and Devin and Christa. Just use your name. No, I wanted a little bit more. How about something that tells where you are at in life.... wandering in the land of lonliness... to depressed. Fat and Fifty.... to much of a reality check...... How about something like glenn and lance did the combination of names- Glance (shall I confess that I now refer to both of them as glance??) So I can be gacall....it sounds like a demented bird call. So instead I will just use the two nicknames I have been given in my long life. Gayemom and happysofa. I don't know if it is politically correct but then those that are reading this should know I would never worry about something like that.
Next comes choosing how your blog looks. I thought this should be fun. Do you like the words on the right or the left??? There is a definant preference I have found. I prefer mine on the right. Maybe because..... I don't know you fill in that psychological blank for me and let me know.
Then you have to actually write something. This should be a breeze for me because i love to talk and love to have everyone hear my opinions. Actually, we shall see how it goes. Maybe I will have something to say and then again maybe I won't.
Now comes figuring out how to let everyone know I have a blog. Will anyone want to read it? I know I love to read others blogs. I love to keep up with the nieces and nephews children and lives. I love to read Christa's and find out how my daughter is doing and how her trip to Costa Rica was. I wish all of my kids would blog so I could keep up with their lives.
Well here it goes I will now push the publish post button and allow the world into my life... wish me luck and if it is boring just humor me and keep reading anyway.
!!!11
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