Flower Update. In front of the house.
It’s finally starting to look the way I like it. Kind of wild and a little weedy. I’m sure that’s some kind of glimpse into my soul or my inner psyche.
With the rain/sunshine/heat/ combo’s we have going here all week, the sprouts are blooming. Here’s from tonight, before the rain came again.
Blatant second attempt at generating more traffic tonight. Trying to get Super 3000! And a disturbing dream I had days ago…
Read This. My first shameless self-promotion post.
I’ve made it so easy! Time is ticking. I’m feeling a little sickling…Really. I don’t know what it was, or is, but I feel kind of yucky all of the sudden.
Anderson Cooper, on Regis & Kelly today (he filled in) said that no one wants to hear other people’s dreams. Ever. Even close friends and family, he said, “It’s like, no, no, don’t tell me…ugh…too late…bored.”
Kelly disagreed. Some dreams can be interesting, she said.
Well pick a side, because here is one of mine.
I had it 3 or 4 nights ago, but I can’t forget it. It basically starts….fuzzy stuff…and I’m in a garage. At a party. There is a lot of drinking going on. Not by me, but by these three tall guys standing by the open garage door. When suddenly, one of the drinking guys somehow manages to trip the switch that makes the garage door start to close. But he doesn’t move out of the way. He just stands under it watching it come down on top of him. We, on the inside are yelling for him to move, but he’s not. It finally closes right on top of him, and it’s really wide, with some kind of hollow spot, because he’s kind of inside the door itself. But now he’s on the outside so I can’t see him. After a minute, the door raises and there he is, laying on the ground with a huge gash, shaped like a big teardrop on the side of his head near his eye. I rush over to him to help, and one of his friends is pulling it open and closing it with his fingers, saying, “Look at this, look at this!” I said, “Stop doing that!” And I kneel over him, trying to keep him still and he grips my back really tight like he’s trying to hug me, and his eyes are droopy and fading out. I say, “Don’t worry, the paramedics are coming. They’ll get you out of here. Don’t worry.” But he just keeps gripping me, quietly fading out. Then the ambulance arrives and the paramedic says to me, “Man, I love it when you med students are first on the scene, you always clean up everything so nice.” I just glanced over a little and mumbled as they pulled him away from me. They got him in the ambulance and started to drive when I suddenly realized what the paramedic said to me. I turned toward the ambulance and said out loud, “There was no blood! He was drinking and there was no blood.” As if this was very significant. But they were gone and I woke up.
Those words have been going through my head for the last three or four days now. He was drinking and there was no blood. It feels like it means something, but I can’t make the connection.
It’s been a long time since I had a dream that stayed with me this long and so clearly. It’s weird. But does it mean anything? I don’t know.
So what’s the consensus? Dream Talk: good or bad? Any ideas? He was drinking. And there was NO blood.
Since we are on the subject of BIG things…
What…Were YOU thinking??!! I mean like, big bugs, big benches, big fish…I have another example of BIG FOOD. Sheesh.
It was for my sissy’s birthday dinner (I have to mention it again to tell the story) that we all went to the night before the Warrior Dash (no more link–it’s over). And the BF ordered carrot cake. Seems harmless enough right? Little did we know! Needless to say, when it showed up after having no indication it would be THIS big, we had to take the shot!
It took three separate eating sessions to finish it! No kidding.
The restaurant is Rock Bottom Brewery. In Orland Park, IL. Excellent food, drinks and service.
Hungry?
Kind of looks big right?
With the standard issue cell phone for scale.
These are some of the other giant foods we have encountered since starting this site. (Just for all-inclusiveness sake–because I’m anal)
Big Bugs! New Feature!
Since I am posting a lot of other “big” things, I thought you’d like to see the Big Bugs! at the Morton Arboretum! We went last year with the kids and it was great fun. The place is huge! And the bugs were awesome! They’re gone now, they were only there for a limited time. The artist that created them made them giant and completely out of wood; finished sticks. We like stuff like this. Practically free and inspires creativity! And it’s just flat out cool. I’m going to dole them out one at a time to keep up with the rest of my daily stuff!
Hot Breaking News From the Suburbs!! Rita Wears Her First Summery Outfit In Years!! Ankles EXPOSED!!
We have photo’s of this magnanimous event! I took the pictures! With my camera! She let me!
It’s true. It’s all true. Rita NEVER wears anything that goes above her elbows or the tops of her shoes. EVER. Heck, she never even wears OPEN toe shoes.
But today, for whatever reason, she showed up, at my house, with a light blouse and jeans on, that were rolled to mid-calf! And cute, little Sketcher shoes with multi-colored bands. They had a closed toe, but they were definitely summery! I am so proud of my mom!
If I can be serious for a minute, this is the first time, as an adult, I think I can remember her exposing her ankles in such a fashion. And, I might add, she looks pretty good! (The skin on her ankles is probably all freaked out though wondering what the hell happened and who dares to parade them around in the daylight!?!)
Enough of my talk talk. This is for my mom. Here’s the shots:
Hot Mama! Looking Good!
Come On People! Help me break 3000 Hits! Tonight! July 30, 2009.
Tell your friends, call your family, leave it on at work, link me to something, hook me up, pass me around…I only need 50 plus people to click on my silly stories. You know there’s fifty of you out there who like to laugh! I’m pretty funny!
We have booty pictures, fancy cars, animals, life, death, love, joy, struggles, pain, triumph…it’s all here…for free!
Hang around. Keep coming back! There’s definitely something for everyone! My words are like bacon. Everybody loves bacon!
Dodge Challenger 15 / While we were taking pictures of Red in the lot…
…this one went zooming by on the street. Sometimes you only get one chance.
Dodge Challenger 14 / Walking Advantage
While walking around to capture all those wonderful bench images you have been seeing and will continue to see for another week or so, we walked right past the Bettenhausen Dodge dealership. Across the street, they have more cars (and more benches), but one vehicle in particular caught my camera eye. Can you guess?
Is it cheating? I say no. We weren’t looking for the Challenger, the Challenger was there already, waiting for us.
Damn, I love this car.
Sitting on a Bench with some guy…
Today’s bench is brought to you from the front of Bettenhausen Dodge. Home of my auto true love. (Post should be above this one)
My girl got the crazies!
just shy of pretty 