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Did you think I got lost? (It wouldn’t surprise me if I had gotten lost- I don’t have the sense of direction to find my way out of a paper bag…but that is a completely different story).

Anyway I have some stories to tell you of my vacation which was probably THE most awesome vacation I have had in a long time….but I don’t have time right now to tell them….(soon I promise).

I am alive and well and well I am working my ass off trying to catch back up at work…and I am exhausted because I had to get up at the buttcrack of dawn to pick up my mom from the airport since my dad can’t drive with his right arm all bound up in a sling…and let me tell you that it was an experience driving his boat pick-up in rush hour traffic! I promise I will update you all on my vacation very very soon.

Oh and an extra-special THANK YOU to Chrissy, Bill and ETS for the great guest posting job while I was in the southland!!!

Oh and be sure to watch Flickr for pictures too.

Last weekend I was stunned to realize as I was lolling about on the couch with book in hand that we have a potential bee problem. The problem in question is that they are attempting to build a hive beneath my coffee table. This has happened before, although it’s been several years; the last two times they attempted hive-building they chose the back of my bookcase and the interior of an unused treadmill that I have since given away, so I guess I shouldn’t be all that surprised.

However, I got a little skeeved when we’d kill them as they flew through the door (the painters destroyed our screen years ago and we’re still waiting for the condo association to quit dragging their feet and replace it) and despite the fact that we do so, more would come in carrying little queen larvae attempting to deposit them where I least want a hive. We have tried bee and wasp killer, we have burned the insect repellent outside on the deck and incense in the house right by the door, and nothing is deterring those little suckers.

I keep telling Muffin that we need to get teeny-tiny little spikes like modern-day Vlad Tepes(s) of the bee society and position them around the doorframe bearing the bodies of their fallen comrades so that the new bees that come buzzing up with their burdens will look around, see that we mean business, and begin thinking that maybe our neighbor’s coffee table would be a better site for their new home, but he disagrees with my reasoning, although I’m pretty sure that, agree or no, it would work….

Now I’m desperate.

The way I see it, we’ve got three options: a) we harass the condo association until they’re sick of hearing from us, finally getting a new screen in place just to shut us up, b) we buy a new screen door ourselves and send the bill to the condo association, or c) we go ghetto, I steal my friend Steve’s roll of window screening, and I staple gun that stuff to the outside of our back door. Something tells me that option c is the one I’ll end up with, and I’m fine with that, so long as I see no more queen larvae being deposited beneath the table in the meantime…..

That idea just squicks me right the f*k out….


I am leaving in a Dodge Caliber…to me it looks like someone took a station wagon and shrank it a bit (it is a total mom car!). I was hoping for a Chevy Impala…but no I end up with this car in the ugliest color. This picture makes it look a lot smaller than it is. It is far larger than my Rav. I find it very uncomfortable but I am hoping that will change as I drive it around because to me it. The steering wheel doesn’t tilt and as my dad says I always like to have my steering wheel tilted up like I am driving a tractor (he exaggerates…kinda) It doesn’t have cruise control which also sucks. It does have a cooler in the glove box. Seriously. That seems odd to me but whatever.

So I am off to see the wizard witches… and maybe a mouse or two. Oh and celebrate BFM’s birthday instyle…albeit a little late.

Hopefully some of my invited guest posters will keep you all entertained…but if not…please visit some of the linked blogs and be good. See ya’ll on Tuesday.

I frankly think that your fine of Tony Stewart for using the word bullshit…is well…totally bullshit.

(I had a totally rocking post thought out and planned for today about Dale Jr…but that went by the wayside when I heard about the fine…I will post it later).

I am having a pretty good Monday so far…how about you? I am hoping it stays that way!

So Saturday saw me up at the unsightly hour of 4:45am (yeah you read that right…). I wanted to be sure I could say goodbye to my mom who is off to Canada for a weekend of sightseeing before she boards a big cruise ship to Alaska (she does that today). I would have gone all the way to the airport with her but there wasn’t enough room in the car for me.  My dad wanted to go but couldn’t drive and my brother and sister-in-law went…plus my mom’s friend who is going with her…and the x-terra only seats five.  My plan was to get up…say my goodbyes…make sure she had everything and that kinda of stuff…and go back to bed and sleep.  Except…by the time they left (6:00) I was awake and there would be NO going back to sleep unfortunately….because once I am good and awake…I ain’t going back to sleep- especially if it is light outside.   The rest of the day involved three separate trips to the grocery store…a great dinner prepared by my brother and sister-in-law…and a killer Busch series race in the evening that was a great race and made me wonder why I don’t watch more Busch races. My problem with Busch is that I haven’t decided who to root for!  Needless to say, by the time I drug myself off to bed I was tired and slept well!

I slept in on Sunday morning a bit…which was nice.  I watched the Indy race in the in the early afternoon…cheering for Tony of course.  Then late Sunday afternoon saw me and Roxy playing ball outside for a long time…so long that she finally gave up…something that doesn’t happen very often.  Then I helped to some yard cleanup that my dad wanted done but couldn’t do one armed…while an exhausted Roxy supervised from her shady spots under the trees (she is usually pretty good out front and will just wander around as long as she can see one of us).

Just a reminder that I will be here through Wednesday and then I am out of town until Monday (technically late Sunday but I won’t be online most likely til sometime Monday).  I am setting up my three usually suspects Chrissy, ETS and Bill with posting privies starting Wednesday afternoon if they want to throw some guest posts your way.

What a great race today! Congrats to Tony Stewart and the Home Depot crew on a well-raced win! (I will have more tomorrow).

  • Yes I know… that is a beer commercial…but it was the first snappy (so says me) title with the word bullets in it that came to my head.
  • I have recently decided that I really want a playstation 2 or 3 or an xbox 360. Why? So I can play NASCAR 08…and that is the only reason. Hee hee. Seriously I really want to play it. Pogo.com has an EA web version of nascar racing and I play it sometimes. I always race at Bristol as Tony Stewart and I have been getting pretty good. My best finish? Third! I raced once at Atlanta and kept crashing…boo me.
  • I can pretty much guarantee that my subscription to Nascar Illustrated will start sometime this week. How? I broke down and bought the copy that is on stands today. You would have thought I would have learned my lesson last month with my CROCHET TODAY subscription that I did the same thing with. But NOOOO I just don’t learn.
  • Is it weird that I am incredibly excited that James Denton is the Grand Marshall of the Brickyard 400 race this weekend? (Um…No…he is super hot should be your answer).
  • Now that I have finished Harry Potter, I am onto Driver #8 and I am only a couple pages in and I can tell you that I am going to love this book! It will chronicle Dale Earnhardt Junior’s rookie year as a cup driver and I am just on the Daytona 500 section (basically the first chapter) but I have found some passages so interesting that I have to stop and read them to my mom (who is a big Jr. Fan).
  • Heads up! Soon I will be leaving on a short vacation/belated birthday celebration where BFM and I are meeting up in a top secret locale to celebrate her birthday in person with good food and fun times. Rumors are we may be joined by a big mouse and a wicked witch…and a concert. I hope some peeps will guest post for me…to keep you all entertained whilst I am out and about having fun without you.
  • I hate it when starbucks makes me the wrong drink and I don’t notice it until I leave.  Now I am stuck with a black tea lemonade…that is really a green tea lemonade and I hate their green tea because it has these weird spearminty undertones that is gross in lemonade.

This last weekend was an off weekend in Nascar world. No race meant for me that I didn’t have to worry about setting my dvr (I usually watch the races when they air…but sometimes things happen and I can’t…). From what I read, some drivers went on short vacations, some spent time with their families and some drivers…well they raced anyway.  It doesn’t seem weird to me at all…I work on computers all day…but sometimes when I go home- I will go on my computer and fiddle and play…because I like computers.

Carl Edwards was doing just that last weekend…he was racing at a dirt track and he happened to crash and injured his thumb when he did.  Now some people think that Cup drivers shouldn’t be out there playing in the dirt (or other racing venues) when they have an obligation to race in their cup car nearly every weekend.  In this weeks SPEEDMAIL,  Larry McRenyolds states that these drivers are taking too much of a risk by competing in alternate forms of racing…other than their Cup cars….specifically dirt track racing.

However I don’t think that is the case. Many of the Cup drivers come from roots in dirt track racing…and a lot of them (Tony Stewart, Kasey Kahne) like to go back and throw some dirt (or slide on pavement) on their off days.  It is like going home.  Yeah they can get hurt. But they can also get hurt driving (or walking) down the street to buy a gallon of milk (or messing around in golf carts…just ask Jimmie Johnson).  I can only imagine the amount of adrenaline running through your veins as you loop around a track going 180 mph or more…so sitting at home playing video games probably doesn’t have the same thrill….I think you would rather have your driver running around a dirt track somewhere instead of oh…I dunno…jumping out of planes or other hair-brained stunts fueled by a need for adrenaline amongst other things.  At least this way they are relatively protected and know what they are doing….I really don’t see a problem with it.  To me it would be like telling a professional football player he couldn’t play some football with his buds on Sunday on the off season…or like telling a librarian she can’t go home and read books….