Here is my first Friday Five post.


1. List five things you'd like to accomplish by the end of the year.

I'd like to get a new job, fix up my aquarium, take my husband out for a date someplace special, get together with an old friend from high school, and go see The Lord of the Rings: The Return of the King.

2. List five people you've lost contact with that you'd like to hear from again.

Well, my best friend from school, Roma, for one. Kelly from where I used to work, that lady that used to take all my cat's kittens (really need to hear from her). Hmm, everybody else I would like to hear from again, my grandparents and step-father-in-law, are dead, so I don't know if they would count. I would like to get in contact with myself. That is why I started this blog in the first place.

3. List five things you'd like to learn how to do.

I'd like to learn how to read I-Ching. I can read tarot cards, and runes, but haven't even looked at I-Ching yet. I'd also like to learn astrology. I would like to learn how to sew. I can do basic sewing, but don't want to make something that will make me look like Ma Kettle. I'd like to learn how to use the photo programs on my laptop so I can make my own tarot cards. I would also like to learn Morse code.

4. List five things you'd do if you won the lottery (no limit).

I would travel a lot, visit Mayan ruins and crumbling Scottish castles. I would buy my sister her very own shack in the woods somewhere. I would buy my husband all the latest amateur radio equipment. I would definitely quit my job. I think I would even pay someone just to make sure I never have to touch a plastic jug again for the rest of my life. I'd have to move, but I don't know where. Maybe I would buy one of the crumbling Scottish castles.

5. List five things you do that help you relax.

I like to read, crochet, play with my dogs, and take long, very hot (lobster boiling) soak baths.

What a surprise. I haven't been doing much of anything but sitting around and watching the new TV. This is going to be the first year my husband and I will have the whole family, even my Mom and Dad from Texas, over for Thanksgiving. I should be on my hands and knees somewhere, scrubbing something, but instead I'm just watching TV. I kind of miss the good old days, when there were only four or five TV channels to choose from. It was easier to walk away when you could see there wasn't anything worth watching. With this satellite receiver you can look for something to watch for so long you get tired of looking and just stop at the next thing you come to that doesn't look like it will suck too much. Maybe there's a good old black and white movie on Turner, something with Clark Gable or Betty Davis. Or maybe the History channel has a documentary showing how the invention of buttons changed the course of history. If my husband was here he would be more interested in going for a ride in the Wayback machine, and watching old episodes of I Dream Of Genie or Hawaii 5-O. At least I like to waste my time expanding my mind, watching something new, not some 30 year old sitcom I've already seen a hundred times. At least that's what I tell myself. You never know when that button trivia might impress your boss, leading to a promotion and big fat raise.

Here's a funny video about the end of the world. Yeah, I know, it doesn't sound very funny, but it is. At least if you live in California, Hawaii, or Alaska.

Good news! For our anniversary my husband and I went out Friday and bought a new TV. We spent a little more than $500. A lot more than I wanted to spend. I would have been happy with a smaller TV for $250 or $300, but I knew my husband wouldn't be happy with anything except the biggest TV he could stuff into our entertainment center. Our old TV is about the same size as just the screen of the new TV. I have to admit, it's pretty sweet. No annoying scanning lines running across the top of the screen, no intermittent buzzing noise drowning out the sound, and you can actually turn the TV on and off. Life is good. Now we just have to figure out what to do with the old TV.

This is an article exposing how insane some fundamental (I want to stress the mental part) Christians are. I just don't understand how they can get so upset over Harry Potter. I never read any Harry Potter books, but I saw part of the second movie when there wasn't anything better on TV. It was as realistic as an old episode of the Muppets. How anybody could believe watching Harry Potter is one step away from Satan worship is beyond me.

The Onion | Mom Finds Out About Blog

This is sort of what I'm afraid my blog is going to end up like. Just me writing to try and impress my mom. Oh wait, it's already like that.

Well, the TV is still gimping along, but our satellite receiver went out. It technically still works, but the sensor for the remote control quit working, so you have to change the channel by pushing a little button on the front of the receiver. Not too bad, unless you want to switch from channel 200 to channel 500. Then you would have to push that little button 300 times. The receiver we have is pretty old, but my husband doesn't like change. He had me look on eBay (I know, what a shock, me surfing eBay) for another receiver exactly like the one we have. I actually found tons of them. I didn't think I would find any as old as it is, but there they were. Most of them were really cheap because they didn't come with the little computer swipe card that lets the satellite company know what you're doing. If you don't realize the receiver won't work without the swipe card and bought one without the card you would wind up with a really large black door stop. Luckily we could just take ours out of the broken receiver and pop it in the new one. Of course, the receiver went out Friday night, and even though we won the next auction available we still couldn't get the receiver until Wednesday. Now we're back in the 21st Century. Remote controls are wonderful things. We even have a fan with a remote control, and our gas fireplace has a remote control.

The funniest thing happened at work today. I work in a factory. Not a cool beer factory like Laverne and Shirley, or the 'I Love Lucy' episode where Lucy gets a job in a chocolate factory. We bottle laundry detergent and air fresheners. Today we had a group of prospective customers come for a tour of the factory. They are thinking about having us bottle whatever they sell. The managers in my factory were trying to impress them with the low employee cost. Unfortunately, they really wanted to impress them. They wanted to impress them so much they had a bunch of the women go hide in the women's restroom so it would look like there were hardly any people working. Unfortunately, one of the people in the tour was a woman, and wouldn't you know she had to use the restroom. I don't know what she thought when she walked in and saw 12 or 15 women all sitting on the floor of the restroom. I'm sure she was impressed.

Tomorrow is my wedding anniversary. Don't ask me how many years it's been because I don't know. Other people think that's really weird, not knowing how many years I've been married. You would expect that from a guy, but ladies are supposed to be all over stuff like that. I can remember the month and day, but not the year. I was already married when I met my second (Last) husband. My future ex-husband left the state when we split up. I didn't really mind still being married because that gave me a safety if a guy got fresh with me. I could just say I was married and that pretty much put a wet blanket on any hanky panky. But then when I met Mr. Right I had to track down Mr. Wrong and squeeze a divorce out of him. When the final divorce papers came in the mail we decided to just go to the courthouse and have the judge marry us instead of waiting for a big ceremony. We had already been living together for four or five years, so it felt like we were already married. The wedding was just a formality. If we had set a date and booked a hall and got a band and a caterer and all that balony I guess I would be able to remember the date better. Going to all that work and anticipating the date makes more of an impression than just saying "Hey, Honey, how about running up to the courthouse and getting married?"