I somehow got my best friend, the Naked Ballerina, to start blogging last night. Of course, I had to reassure her that she didn't have to be serious on here and write her life story. It took some talking but I finally convinced her to just have fun with it!
The Naked Ballerina! Where in the world did that name come from? Well, I have the answer!
We were both nannies in N.Y. back in the late 80's. We had a blast and, still to this day, have wonderful memories of our journey back there and could tell you stories for hours (which I won't do now....)
Anyway, we decided to take a weekend excursion to Washington D.C. and do the tourist thing. Upon our arrival there, I got a horrible headache (vomiting, dizziness, etc.). However, we couldn't let that stop us so we went sightseeing. I still have one picture of me standing next to a statue of a president. I have no idea who looked more chalky and white.....I think he was holding me up at that point!
That night, after much sightseeing, we head to our motel and decide that we are going to live it up. I think we ordered room service for 5 or so places and literally ate until we were foaming at the mouth. Naked Ballerina, for reasons unknown, rips off her clothes and starts dancing around the motel room stark naked. I really think she thought she was a ballerina. I will never forget being so sick but laughing soo hard! I remember begging her to stop but that, of course, just egged her on....if only you knew her! She will perform for anyone! My headache was so bad that I had tunnel vision. I remember looking up and seeing this flash of breasts flying by me.....I also remember thinking that this has got to be some strange side effect from the headache. However, when I woke up in the morning, The Naked Ballerina reassured me that it really did happen!
We have been best of friends since 7th grade, when she moved to town. I don't remember how we really got to be friends but I am so glad we did. Strangely, our personalities are very much alike but we seem to feed off of each other rather than compete with each other. I am sure some people cringe when they see us together....we are a handful at times. However, most people have gotten used to us and either ignore us, join in with us, or give us this bizzare blank look as if to say, "Your Poor Parents!"
Anyway, I am so glad we have each other and can't wait for the day when we can rock in our rocking chairs on the front porch and make fun of people walking or driving by (If we can see them). Don't say I didn't warn ya.....
Wednesday, October 13, 2004
Aaaachoooooo......
I have been struck with a cold. I hate being sick. When I am sick I really want my mom to be near. Strange, I know, for a 36 year old married woman. I guess it is a comfort thing. I really don't want to whine to her, I just want her near. Somehow, 7 hours away doesn't feel very near right now.
Hubby loves to be waited on hand and foot when he is sick. I, on the other hand, prefer being left alone except for the occasional check to see if I am still breathing. I feel bad because I know I am not a good nurse towards him and that he is used to being nursed by his mom who is a nurse. Somehow, when he is sick, he can only function by moaning and groaning and making sure that I am VERY aware that he is sick....it is kind of hard to miss.....duh! Anyway, he is a wonderful nurse to me and I do feel guilty that I cannot be that way in return.
Today I needed some soup and hubby was right there on his lunch break with a bag full of soup for me. Not one complaint! And he even brought me some cheddar cheese hotpoppers.....my favorite snack! The guy is wonderful! I hope he knows that too.....
I have got to work on being a better nurse!!!!!
Hubby loves to be waited on hand and foot when he is sick. I, on the other hand, prefer being left alone except for the occasional check to see if I am still breathing. I feel bad because I know I am not a good nurse towards him and that he is used to being nursed by his mom who is a nurse. Somehow, when he is sick, he can only function by moaning and groaning and making sure that I am VERY aware that he is sick....it is kind of hard to miss.....duh! Anyway, he is a wonderful nurse to me and I do feel guilty that I cannot be that way in return.
Today I needed some soup and hubby was right there on his lunch break with a bag full of soup for me. Not one complaint! And he even brought me some cheddar cheese hotpoppers.....my favorite snack! The guy is wonderful! I hope he knows that too.....
I have got to work on being a better nurse!!!!!
Tuesday, October 12, 2004
House Hunter
Hubby and I have been half heartedly looking for a home to purchase. What a job!!!!
What he considers a neccessity is not what I consider one. For instance, he is insistent that the home we purchase have a shop with 220 wiring or space to put one. He has a certain "size" he is requiring (Figures not on the top of my head at the moment) and could really care less if the house even exists.....just as long as there is a shop.
Now I insist that it have a room for my craft/sewing. The strange thing is that hubby thinks my special "room" could be a closet....no bigger. I can't figure out how this is at all fair??? According to his measurements, my craft room could probably fit into his shop 10 times......How is this fair? We have had many heated discussions where I say that I think my room should be as big as his. His comeback??? His tools and woodworking supplies are much bigger than my sewing/craft supplies. I have been working on fixing that!!!! Everytime we go down the mountain, I insist on stopping at Joann's. There I purchase anything that I may need in the next few years. So far I have totally filled up the closet, ran out onto the floor, and have now been piling up the guest bed in my room. I am determined to show him that I do need a big space and that I can fill it up as much as he would fill up a shop.......He should know better than to challenge me! he he he
What he considers a neccessity is not what I consider one. For instance, he is insistent that the home we purchase have a shop with 220 wiring or space to put one. He has a certain "size" he is requiring (Figures not on the top of my head at the moment) and could really care less if the house even exists.....just as long as there is a shop.
Now I insist that it have a room for my craft/sewing. The strange thing is that hubby thinks my special "room" could be a closet....no bigger. I can't figure out how this is at all fair??? According to his measurements, my craft room could probably fit into his shop 10 times......How is this fair? We have had many heated discussions where I say that I think my room should be as big as his. His comeback??? His tools and woodworking supplies are much bigger than my sewing/craft supplies. I have been working on fixing that!!!! Everytime we go down the mountain, I insist on stopping at Joann's. There I purchase anything that I may need in the next few years. So far I have totally filled up the closet, ran out onto the floor, and have now been piling up the guest bed in my room. I am determined to show him that I do need a big space and that I can fill it up as much as he would fill up a shop.......He should know better than to challenge me! he he he
Monday, October 11, 2004
RinniePooButt!
I forgot! I need to give credit where credit is due!
My blog name is not something I just pulled out of my....well.....head! My great friend, Carrie and her mom who I call "Mom" started calling me this after their nephew somehow came up with it. It has stuck for years and has traveled to other friends as well. I kind of like it as it is unusual and very simple. There is no meaning behind it....just a nickname!
Bobby, Carrie's nephew, thanks for the name!
My blog name is not something I just pulled out of my....well.....head! My great friend, Carrie and her mom who I call "Mom" started calling me this after their nephew somehow came up with it. It has stuck for years and has traveled to other friends as well. I kind of like it as it is unusual and very simple. There is no meaning behind it....just a nickname!
Bobby, Carrie's nephew, thanks for the name!
My Pet Peeves.....
It seems lately that I have really noticed some things that bother me. Poor hubby seems to always get the brunt end of it too.....mostly he can laugh it off but once in awhile he gets a little irritated with me. He knows I am anal about some things but still loves me anyway!
Yesterday I fixed a nice roast in the crockpot, surrounded by potatoes and carrots. When it was done and ready to eat, I got the tub of margarine out for the taters. Hubby takes the knife and digs right into the middle of the tub instead of scraping off the top. What the heck????? First, the margarine tub now looks horrible and messy AND it is now impossible to just scrape off the top as there is not a full top anymore.....UUGGHHH! I brought this to his attention. He just laughed and continued watching tv.
Each morning I try to make our bed. Once in a great while, it doesn't happen. All most everyday, when hubby sees that I have made the bed, he decides after getting home from work, that he needs a nap. Now, on the days that the bed doesn't get made, he never wants or needs a nap! This drives me crazy! Of course, he never straightens the bed after he gets done napping either.......although he always says he will!
On our recliner, we have a blanket that hangs over the top. It is hubbys chair and he uses it daily. Every night, after he goes to bed, I have to go in the living room and straighten the blanket. Now, I have shown him how to do it but it just hasn't sunken in. I am thinking it may be a lost cause!
More to come.....
Yesterday I fixed a nice roast in the crockpot, surrounded by potatoes and carrots. When it was done and ready to eat, I got the tub of margarine out for the taters. Hubby takes the knife and digs right into the middle of the tub instead of scraping off the top. What the heck????? First, the margarine tub now looks horrible and messy AND it is now impossible to just scrape off the top as there is not a full top anymore.....UUGGHHH! I brought this to his attention. He just laughed and continued watching tv.
Each morning I try to make our bed. Once in a great while, it doesn't happen. All most everyday, when hubby sees that I have made the bed, he decides after getting home from work, that he needs a nap. Now, on the days that the bed doesn't get made, he never wants or needs a nap! This drives me crazy! Of course, he never straightens the bed after he gets done napping either.......although he always says he will!
On our recliner, we have a blanket that hangs over the top. It is hubbys chair and he uses it daily. Every night, after he goes to bed, I have to go in the living room and straighten the blanket. Now, I have shown him how to do it but it just hasn't sunken in. I am thinking it may be a lost cause!
More to come.....
My First Blog.....
WOW! I finally broke down and decided to join the real world of blogging! I have been a lurcher for several blogs and can spend hours combing all their deep dark secrets. I have got to remember to be careful what I write.....Who knows who or what will be reading this!
I hope to be able to keep my family and friends a little more updated on our lives. I seem to lose all track of time and can take months to respond to someone's email. For that, I am truly sorry! I do think of you all often and still wish I lived in the beautiful high desert on the Oregon/Idaho border. Ken, however, thinks otherwise and absolutely will never live there because he says there aren't enough trees....WHATEVER!
I hope to be able to keep my family and friends a little more updated on our lives. I seem to lose all track of time and can take months to respond to someone's email. For that, I am truly sorry! I do think of you all often and still wish I lived in the beautiful high desert on the Oregon/Idaho border. Ken, however, thinks otherwise and absolutely will never live there because he says there aren't enough trees....WHATEVER!
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