Tuesday, June 30, 2009
Today is my birthday, but it's harvest here in Kansas, so that means I get to spend tonight all by my lonesome with a beer, some indulgent foods, and organizing my Mary Kay in my new room. When harvest is over, and the men are out of the fields, hopefully then we'll go out to eat, or see some friends or do something fun. I no longer take it personally, this is just the curse I have to bear from marrying my wonderful farmer husband. That and living my life based on whether it will rain or not.
Wednesday, June 24, 2009
I feel like a sexy farmer's wife when I wear them, and I'm pretty sure that's the only reason my husband bought them for me, even after choking on the price.
Monday, June 22, 2009
Friday, June 19, 2009
I also love to watch the odometer on my car. Sadly, my car has about 100 times as many miles as my blog has visitors. Yesterday, I'm pretty sure I surpassed 183,000 miles. I know this because that means that I should get the oil changed in my car, but it also means that it will be another 3 months before I do such a thing. And my father-in-law is a mechanic and will do it pretty cheap for me too! I tell my dear husband that the cheap labor is a large reason for me marrying him-that plus his father is pretty good looking too. Needless to say, I hope my husband takes after his father in the coming years.
But anyways, I think that's all beside the point. I noticed yesterday that someone from Birmingham, England visited my blog because this individual googled "how to say happy birthday miranda cheeses." Now I do love cheese, my name is Miranda, and I do have a birthday! So if they weren't looking for me, they must be looking for someone just like me. Apparently I must have a twin out there! Hello Twin if you're looking for me! Hello other people looking for miranda cheeses. Come back again.
Thursday, June 18, 2009
She really did tell me once that I was funny. I remember it.
Wednesday, June 17, 2009
Well recently every morning Elton John has been on. I knew the words couldn't be "hold me close young Tony Danza." But it's a much better song that way. I think I choose to continue singing it the way it was intended to sound. Forget that tiny dancer stuff, that's just crazy.
When we bought this house, with the five bedrooms, everyone commented on how we had better start filling it up. Now I don't know how quickly that will happen, but I do think it may be necessary for me to go ahead and paint a nursery and get a crib-just so I can entice my friends to come over more often or even leave their little ones with Mark and I for awhile when needed.
And I of course have to mention that our cousin did go into labor early Tuesday morning and we have a new little cousin that I am so excited to meet, and meet very soon!
Tuesday, June 16, 2009
And how exciting is it that I got the Bottom Freezer kind of fridge! We could have spent a little over $200 more to get one with French Doors. And I know it's only $200, but then again-it's $200. The fridge had a little scratch on the outside, and the oven was actually "used." The Home Ec dept. at the high school uses a brand new oven every year, cook with it maybe a dozen or two times and then turn it back in. So, because we shopped locally at the "Scratch and Dent" store, we saved about $1000 from even what Nebraska Furniture Mart had listed. So, I'm pretty excited.
Well, except that this probably means I'll have to cook tonight. Moving is too tiresome!
Monday, June 15, 2009
If you notice, in the article, it says the shooting happened between 8th and 9th St. My rental house was in between 8th and 9th. All Sunday we had police tape surrounding our entire front yard. The man killed was our neighbor (we didn't know him) but the shooting happened within 15 feet of our bedroom window. So long night to say the least. And as we spent part of our morning talking with the Sherriff, and the KBI, it's not surprising to hear the different stories spreading through our small town. But I would like to emphasize the fact that we do now have everything at the new house, and most definitely slept there last night.
Wednesday, June 10, 2009
Tuesday, June 9, 2009
Creative Puns for Smart Minds
1. The roundest knight at King Arthur’s Round Table was Sir Cumference. He acquired his size from too much pi.
2. I thought I saw an eye doctor on an Alaskan island, but it turned out to be an optical Aleutian.
3. She was only a whiskey maker, but he loved her still.
4. A rubber band pistol was confiscated in an algebra class, because it was a weapon of math disruption.
5. The butcher backed into the meat grinder and got a little behind in his work.
6. No matter how much you push the envelope, it’ll still be stationery.
7. A dog gave birth to puppies near the road and was cited for littering.
8. A grenade thrown into a kitchen in France would result in Linoleum Blownapart.
9. Two silk worms had a race. They ended up in a tie.
10. Time flies like an arrow. Fruit flies like a banana.
11. A hole has been found in the nudist camp wall. The police are looking into it.
12. Atheism is a non-prophet organization.
13. Two hats were hanging on a hat rack in the hallway. One hat said to the other, “You stay here, I’ll go on a head.”
14. I wondered why the baseball kept getting bigger. Then it hit me.
15. A sign on the lawn at a drug rehab center said, “Keep off the Grass.”
16. A small boy swallowed some coins and was taken to a hospital. When his grandmother telephoned to ask how he was, a nurse said, “No change yet.”
17. A chicken crossing the road is poultry in motion.
19. The short fortune-teller who escaped from prison was a small medium at large.
20. The soldier who survived mustard gas and pepper spray is now a seasoned veteran.
21 A backward poet writes inverse.
22. In a democracy, it’s your vote that counts. In feudalism, it’s your count that votes.
23. When cannibals ate a missionary, they got a taste of religion.
24. Don’t join dangerous cults, practice safe sects!
PS-#15 even got a chuckle out of my husband when I told him last night.
i carry your heart with me (i carry it in my heart) i am never without it (anywhere i go you go, my dear; and whatever is done by only me is your doing, my darling)
no fate (for you are my fate, my sweet) i want no world (for beautiful you are my world, my true) and it's you are whatever a moon has always meant and whatever a sun will always sing is you
here is the deepest secret nobody knows (here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud and the sky of the sky of a tree called life; which grows higher than soul can hope or mind can hide)and this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart
i carry your heart (i carry it in my heart)
Monday, June 8, 2009
Same goes for a co-worker of mine. We were trying to set up a promotion of mine and I needed a table and some pretty stuff to go around it. And then, it became this huge ordeal of where to put the table, and do I position this here or there or does that look ok or do we need to add this or ;al ovawinf, blah blah blah. OH my goodness! I just about had to walk away. I gave my opinions (or decisions-depends on how you look at it-I just had to phrase them as opinions) and then had to listen to someone ask the same questions and wander around and not do anything for too long. Again, just make a decision!
Just don't expect me to be a decision maker when it comes to ordering food off of a menu. That's where I run into some problems. Please don't call me a hyprocrite.
Thursday, June 4, 2009
Now I had lots of fun at my own bachelorette party, but if I remember correctly-and I may not-my groomsmen came to make sure that I didn't have too many guys hanging out close by our party, they even took all the candies off my shirt that other gentleman may have paid for the opportunity to "pull" off, and they may have had to take me home. But nonetheless, good times. And good notes for the future.
And I've also got the funeral tomorrow for my dad's friend. And it's rough, so rough, I know this kind of stuff happens, but still, it just doesn't seem like it should happen in "my world." All day I have been walking around with an upset stomach, just trying to keep myself from thinking too much about it. If I really let myself go deep into my thoughts, I don't know what I would come up with. I try not to question God "why?", but I am asking "why?" Why him, why now, why in such a horrible way? Life is hard and it sucks and it doesn't make sense, and I can't be oblivious to that, try as I might.
Not only do I grieve for him and his family and the innocence of those close to this tragedy, but I also grieve for something else too, something that I can't quite put a name to. Now I won't act like I've changed-to where I smell the roses and call my friends just to say hi-but I will always have the knowledge of the fact that if Mark and I do have a family, we will be bringing children into a world where senseless things happen. That horrible things can happen to the people closest to us. And I don't want that knowledge. And it is really just making me sick to my stomach.
Tuesday, June 2, 2009
Monday, June 1, 2009
In Memory of you Mark. You were a wonderful man.