Archive for July, 2009


My beautiful daughter has posted some beautiful pictures.  There is even one of a little lighthouse inside & out.

Oh, and another thing I’m going to order one of these;

so there!

And now for a small break

Funny things my husband said this weekend.

My husband and I were driving along and discussing cars.
Specifically the Scion.  He was talking about how he didn’t like them.  I pointed out a terrifically bright yellow one.
And he said “it looks like one of those things we use to make in High School.  You know out of graham cracker boxes and construction paper”.
He then burst out laughing and said I meant GRADE SCHOOL!  But it was too late.  Sometimes things just strike you funny. 

Sitting at dinner on Saturday and he looks at me and says “your hair looks very nice today” I say, “oh, you like it curly?”  He says, “No, it’s dark on the top and light on the bottom the way I like it”.




Is it bad for women to have a soy rich diet?

Sorry – Need to update timestamp and pop it over to Facebook. 🙂

Camera cleaning Thursday


I wish I had one of those big giant telephoto lenses.  Top Right corner of the building.



My beautiful niece making great bubbles.



There she is again.  I love the expression on her face.



This is my husband on a swing in my sisters back yard.  It was a heavenly place to sit on a hot afternoon.


This is what it looked like when I held my camera over my head and snapped a picture last night. So crowded (all women) so loud!  But, the tent top looks kinda cool in this picture, doesn’t it?


I like this shot because of my older niece.  She is so blond that you cant see her in the sun next to the house.


Lights, Camera_EDIT

All right Nina, I finally remembered to bring it back to work.  Of course then I found out that Xanga had broken.

Now luckily Natalia has gotten so use to me bitching & whining that she found someone to fix it for me.


Updated the Time Stamp to Today to pop it to the top again. 🙂

in case it disappears it’s HERE

Positively Positive

In general I’m an optimistic person.  I believe in the power of positive thinking, and the power of negative thinking.  I think if all you ever talk about is negative things that you are somehow drawing these negative things to you.
When I read someones; livejournal, facebook, xanga, and they need some good luck I somehow feel like a fairy godmother giving them a gentle tap with my sparkly wand when I say something positive.  For instance when someone writes about a friend or relative who is ill and I say “I hope they are better today”  Really in my head I am saying “POOF!, And they are better today!”.  I imagine people read my comments sometimes and think I’m an idiot.   🙂
Conversely when someone leaves me a comment that says “I hope your eyeball doesn’t fall out and roll into the gutter and get eaten by rats” I somehow feel that they are cursing me.
Isn’t that bizarre?

I just moved the webcam to show the guys unloading a truck into the office directly below us.  More entertaining than my desk. Though no one is watching anyway!

I am listening to a call that has nothing to do with me.  And there are so many different accents!  I hear a southern accent (Georgia), a midwesterern, some sort of Scandanavian, and we’re waiting for Farid to join who has a definite middle eastern type of accent.  Fantastic.

Someone on the call just used the analogy of “It’s like someone has died, and then poof they come back” when talking about back up servers.  Not a normal networking type of analogy

I think I will start signing everything with Love & Bubbles, T.

Bubbles will be my new symbol..

Edit! (Thanks Natalia)

Ⓗⓔⓛⓛⓞ, Ⓜⓨ ⓝⓐⓜⓔ ⓘⓢ Ⓣⓡⓐⓒⓨ ⓐⓝⓓ Ⓘ ⓛⓘⓚⓔ ⓑⓤⓑⓑⓛⓔⓢ!

This week

I will try to keep my patience.

I will try to be more sympathetic

I will be strong but kind




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Quick Pics

Ran across this at a busy intersection.  Difficult to get good detail on a camera phone, so I’ll tell you they were in fact advertising a Lazy Boy sale.

And now bring on the cute.

This is Sam.  Sam spent the day in my office.  He is sleeping on the floor under my desk.  Of course this meant I couldn’t reach my laptop.  I was okay with that.

This is Sam on Mikes Desk.


This is Sam on Matts Lap.

You can tell how much we all hate dogs can’t you?

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