What The Hay! I Gotta Sneeeeezzzeaaachhew!

It's been so long since I've verbalized that my brain is just full to overflowing with deep and oh so shallow thoughts. So who shall I pick on first? Ahh, heck, I'll start out with just general stuff that bothers me or perhaps I just find it curious. Like just how far does being Politically Correct have to go? When I was growing up the folks who worked for our neighbors were referred to as Negroes. At least by polite people. I preferred to use their names, but that's just how I roll. The only time I can remember hearing the ugly N word was in reference to a nut that had a dark brown shell. Getting back to being Politically Correct, this is what really bugs me; Why is it no longer correct to say that a person is Black? I'm still getting called White, not Americana Britt (hey! some form of that might make a great stripper name! Whadaya think?). Anyway it is now Politically Correct to say African American which, since I don't travel, isn't a big problem for me but I still wonder why it is such a big deal. Seriously, there ARE people of the African Nationality in countries all over this world and I'm willing to bet that, let's just say in France for example, a person may be greatly offended if called an African American. So that was my whole point, you can't be calling people who do not reside in this country African Americans so what is so darned wrong with, if the need arises, respectfully using the term Black? I still prefer first names, but this was just something I was wondering about....and I certainly hope you don't think I'm racist just because I question one of the many "shoulds" in life.

For my next peevish rant I must expose a fiendish plot of trickery that is so dastardly that this pair of Facebook Frauds used a seemingly sweet "How Well Do You Know Me" quiz to lure in their own mother AND in one case...gasp...a husband! I Know! And using such lies and turns of phrases as to make you THINK you're acing it (as you should be, especially after STUDYING!)but instead you are duped and made to look a fool. A FOOL I TELL YOU! I KNOW, It's reprehensible and something must be done. Drawn and Quartered, Tarred and Feathered, I don't know but am open to suggestions! Tsk tsk tsk,

I still can't quite wrap my brain around it. How can I live now knowing that Disneyland is NOT the happiest place on earth! AAAARRRRRRhhhhhhhh! Say it's not so, say it's not so!

So now that I'm off the ol' soap box I just have to know, am I the only geezer out there who's lovin' Boom Boom Boom and the Black Eyed Peas. What about Pink's So What? I just love that girls sassyness, and then a week later every thing's cool but she's still gotta sing this awesome rockin' out song tellin' the fool he ain't nothin but a tool. OH YEAH!

As long as I got the tune thing goin' on and I KNOW you've been just dyin' to ask me but...well you know, life happens (couldn't remember the digits, got locked out for like a month, the neighbors cousins uncles best friends sisters dog had puppies and you were stuck babysitting).So just don't fuss about it any longer. Here's the scoop,

I liked Danny and Alison right from the git go. Because Adam was in the competition too, I figured Danny 2nd and Alison 3rd. Then things started to go screwy. A couple of things happened that could have put people off from voting for him. The first being your typical rag mag dirt digger found publicity stills of him in drag and tried to smear him as not right for AI's family friendly audience. Adam never hid the nail polish or the guyliner nor did he try to become AI's 1st Drag Idol. He entered a singing competition and played by the rules and was an absolute delight to watch...which brings me to the real thing that "in my opinion" brought Adam down, a panel of over the top gushing judges. One in particular even said he wasn't just a rock star, he was a rock God. Well the title's already been surpassed so no need to vote for him. Week after week the judges would give praise to the few others who were deemed worthy to grace the stage along with Adam, but never once did anyone insinuate anything other than that Adam would win it. And the song for just before the announcement! I KNOW! Totally perfect for them as a duet and to have Queen as your back up band! Wha-at? A-Ma-Zing! So Kris won, and I must say that both he and Adam are real class acts the way that they handled themselves in what was most assuredly a startling outcome. You could see the great camaraderie between the whole top 13 there at the end and I fond it to be a very uplifting experience and a nice lesson learned.

OK, one more subject. This could come in handy for folks like me with just the basic, no frills digital camera. It's almost more fun than scrapbooking sometimes and the results can really fancy up an otherwise ho hum idea. Because I live alone with just my 2 furkids who look pretty much the same day after day, there isn't much in the way of variety to focus on. I've become my own favorite subject. Not because I take such great pictures, but because I don't. Once in a blue moon an acceptable one will come along that needs little or no touching with PhotoShop but most are deleted and the best of the worst become toys for my imagination to play with. I can become a head banging rock star, a floating dancer,someone bowed in prayer. Even a Veerrry SScaaarry monster, just by playing with toss-able pictures that I'd never want anyone to see what they really look like. It's a good day for me if I have a few of my masterpieces sitting around and they'll fit right in to Scrapping competition

So....I got this idea that when I think of something I want to flap my lips about I'll just jot it down and stick it in a convenient hat. Next time I'm sleepless in Breckenridge I'll have a ready made selection of topics to from and embellish on.

For sure it is time to hit the hay when I'm looking and not quite seeing. I believe that sleep has finally won this round. Yeah!

Dear Readers,
I just want to post this disclaimer for all who do not understand me well. The following is an example of art imitating life and exploiting it just make some fun out of a very silly accident that could have ended quite differently. No animals or humans were hurt in the real or these exaggerated circumstances.
The Author

***Breaking News***

Isabel Urquhart Catnapping Ends Peacefully

On Monday, April 13, at 2:39PM, the anguish for the widowed Mrs. Urquhart came to an end when her feline daughter, the Princess Isabel Urquhart, was rescued from the cellar where she had been held captive since Sunday afternoon.

It has been reported that the Princess was abducted from the Urquhart home during a family Easter celebration when "human" sibling Kymberly A. Haswell I, under the guise of borrowing a bed, secreted the Princess out of the home hidden inside the box spring portion of the bed. A spokesperson for the family states that some sort of family dispute over whether frozen green beans or canned corn should be served at the family dinner was the underlying cause of the cat napping.

At the time Princess Isabel was rescued, she was alone in the cellar but appeared terrified. There were no ransom demands. It is believed that Ms Haswell I regretted her actions and just wanted the situation over. The whereabouts of Ms Haswell I is unknown at this time. A brother, Dana M. Haswell III, is also being sought as a person of interest in this case.

When asked how it felt to have the Princess home, Mrs. Urquhart said, "I am just so happy that she is safe." As to the actions of Ms Haswell I, Mrs. Urquhart was heard to say, " I can't believe I gave her half the pie."

This catnapping is still being investigated.

No photos were available at press time.

A New Grandchild! Yeah!

Congratulations Kevin, Audrey, Tanner, Isaac and Noah! How lucky you are to have a beautiful little girl joining your family! Yeah!!!

Is anybody ot there?

Can anybody here me? I've got a lot of garbage stuff that I need to get off of my mind and that was the whole reason I started this blog in the first place. Then I found out that I had offended someone so I couldn't say how I felt anymore so I pretty much gave up this blog entirely. Now I'm trying to decide what to do and whether I even care or not. I'm in such a dark place that the feelings of others don't matter a whole lot to me right now. I need a place to write and this was it. I've put a tracker on it so I can see if anyone is paying attention. Then I'll know if I have to find somewhere else to put another bleepin' blog (I've got 3 already)where I can speak what's on my mind and only strangers will hear me until such time as I choose for others to know it (like when I'm dead).

Just a post to tell you (in case you don't already know) that I've been spending most of my time on my Project 365 blog at http://ajdih.blogspot.com . I'd love for you to check it out, especially today's post. I'm hoping to get some feedback on it.

OH! Dad, do you remember this?

An elephant and a mouse were crossing a bridge. The mouse said "We sure shook that bridge, didn't we!". "What do you mean WE shook that bridge?" roared the elephant. To which the mouse replied, "Well I've been sick."

I was just a little girl in a hospital bed when my Dad not only told me that, but illustrated it as well with a watercolor painting of an elephant and a mouse. That's how I knew my daddy loved me! Memories!!!

We Gonna Par-tay Down With The Cheese Man

I am totally clueless as to how to place my photo's where I want them so that my text matches up with the right picture. Right now it looks like my text is trapped in this space, but it could in another line or two, decide to jump out and go some where else. If it doesn't go on its own, I'll have to do it manually. So that is how we
play the game of "I
Don't Know What
I'm Doing!" Helllp!

But that's not why we're here now, is it! Noooo! We're here because an awesomely cool kid

that a whole lotta people know and love to pieces, wanted to celebrate his "No More Booster Seat" Birthday #8 at his usual "club"! That would be none other than the hot spot that all serious clubbers frequent, Chuck E Cheese! What more could a kid want for his birthday?

Pizza, cake, cupcakes, ice cream, friends, family, games, games and more games....and of course gifts AND prizes!

I will now try to identify the bodies in these super candid shots!

Top photo is momma Kymberly and little brother Matty Dave.

The next photo should be 2 of Jeffery's Uncle's, brothers Teamo and Dana.

Photo 3 is of Matty driving a Spaceship of sorts (more like a boat) with a little help from his Daddy, Jayd.

Next is Jeffery Joel's Mema and Aunt Teacha.

This next beauty is none other than Mama, Kymberly.

Can't miss this little one of Mema and her sister Lisa! They asked if I was planning to sell them on eBay. I told them the bidding starts at a penny, but they better watch out for the shipping charges! LOL

Next we have another pretty shot of Mema. She was trying to tell my that she didn't allow having her pictures being taken! But, Cindy I said, "Oh, yes I did!"

I couldn't believe I even got this shot of Kymberly and Jayd, he's looking right at her and smiling! Maybe there is hope yet.

The photo just below smiling Jayd is Jeffery Joel and Matty Dave. The candles are blazin' and we are all singing beautifully out of key. As the song ends we move along to the final photo....

The cheeks are puffed, only one candle to go....

Hope all of your wishes come true, my bug! I Love You! XOXOXOXOXO

Something New

I don't know if any of you have heard of Project 365, but it is basically a commitment to take a photograph a day for a year. At the end, your reward is having a diary in pictures of a year in your life.
My Project 365 has taken the form of a new blog that I call "A.J.'s Days In Heaven". I'm really going to try to keep this up (so far, so good). So if you have any interest in what's going on with my (I think) boring little life, you can check it out at http://ajdih.blogspot.com .
Just a note of warning, anyone that knows me is aware of this, I rarely can have a blog entry without saying something. Thank goodness I'm learning (slowly but surely) to use the delete key more often.