More than you needed to know

OK, just to clarify, I am not a hater of romance. I am not a hater of love, hearts, flowers (as long as they are not the sneeze inducing sort) or men of any kind and especially not of Mr. Logo specifically. On the contrary, I think he is AWESOME. With that disclaimer out of way let us return to the pressing matter of...

the punkass card of the day.

heh heh heh

A couple posts ago I mentioned pens in a meme and since they seemed a popular topic I am revisiting, with PICTURES!
Here are a couple of my amazing drug company pens along with my Parker. The drug companies are putting some nice writing implements out there.

This is my favorite "cheap" pen.

I am NOT it's only enthusiast.Next on my list of things to blather on about are a couple of items of which I am VERY fond and and cannot get anymore. I found these next products at my beloved tea shoppe and I am very sad that the company is discontinuing them. I am almost out, ACK!
Next up is a lipstick from Aveda. A friend who worked at a salon got me hooked on this exact shade and NOW Aveda doesn't carry it anymore. I suppose I could go to a salon someday and ask for some assistance.

It's just not on the top of my priority list.

Maybe I will just try to find some thing I like from Besame. But it is a little tricky to shop for lipstick online.

Next up, Eyup Sabri Tuncer.

Purchased overseas, not available anywhere I've asked locally, and not yet available online. It's a lovely lemonish smell and you don't end up with that eau de Froot Loops scent. I miss it.

Next, the bedroom set Thing One wants. We saw it at IKEA this last weekend.

Next we move on to a question.

Why do I seem to collect multiples of items that no one would ever need more than one of?

Three robes of almost identical length and weight.

Why?

Next, three neck/heat thingees.

It's true that on occasion I get a sore neck but even so,

I've never needed more than one of these!

Next, something most woman have more of, but here are mine.

I do have a couple pairs of dressy heels not shown in this pic, and rock climbing shoes. I think my grand total is under 15 pairs all told, including the motorcycle boots in this pic. Mr. Logo has more shoes than I do but I try to make up for it, by collecting these...
BAGS!

My bags take up about as much of the closet as my clothes do. The sick, sad, strange part of this is: I carry a purse less than once a week on average. I can't explain it. Sometimes they just sing to me, and I must bring them home.

Eight days left!

I actually MADE some cards for friends, with my own two hands, people! Unfortunately they look like, well, they look like something I made. I am not done yet, but here are the ones I've finished so far. See, I am not completely heartless. It's just kinda...

black.

A card for those who settled

And just for a little balance for the hopeless romantics I offer this ancient video clip. It predates me by a couple years but I heard someone talking about this song specifically and this group in general so I looked it up. Try to avoid eye contact with... the glaringly obvious errors in judgement, and just enjoy it.



And then, just for balance...

10 shopping days remaining!

Then comes the day I'm waiting for,

the Noble and Blessed Ogre Day, February 15th.

For details on this festive day, see the Cuddly Curmudgeon.

(The details are on the 15th)

The countdown continues...

Eleven days, folks!This morning I met with my sister and two of our cousins to do a breakfast date with our grandfather. He is in his 80s now, and getting around with the aid of a cane. He told us many stories, some familiar, some new ones, some by special request and some prompted by events of the moment. Some of you may recall that I mentioned he met my gramma in a bomb shelter during the bombing of London. The stories get better from there. He told stories about growing up in Brooklyn. He talked about his days in Vienna, helping to build the US military base in Iceland, various and sundry times he smarted off to commanding officers (unrelated rabbit trail, this is a time honored tradition, and HERE is someone who helped keep it alive). He figures with one thing and another, over the course of his career he gained and lost 13 stripes (those signify rank). When the Army Air Corps turned into a separate branch of the military my grampa was one of the first members of the Air Force.
Getting together was alot of fun and something we may decide to do on a regular basis. It's not a bad way to spend a Saturday morning. I had to be up 6:15 this morning and you know, I think it was worth it, and for me, THAT is saying something!

55 Flash Fiction, Ariella update, and another card

First the flash fiction, its been a while since I did this so I will esplain.
The idea is to tell a story in 55 words. Susie got me started on this.
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Frosty air clouds with each breath and grass crunches underfoot. Making my way through the yard I walk where the overhead canopy of evergreen boughs thins enough for me to see overhead. There are few stars visible tonight; the glowing full moon dominates the sky, the cratered, glorious orb captivating in every beautifully nuanced flaw.
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Next, the Ariella update. The vet said her foot is fine. Her knee however, is a mess. Her ligament is damaged. She has been prescribed anti-inflammatories, glucosamine, and bedrest for two weeks.

Have you ever tried to keep a dog lying down for two weeks? Oh yeah, this is gonna be soooooo much fun.

Lastly, another card for you all. Only twelve more days till Valentine's!

Thing Two infected his brother.
Now they are both runny about the nose, hacking and snuffling, and feverish.
Sure, they may look cute but they can litter a room full of moist, multicolored tissues quicker than anyone would have dreamed possible. Course if you are the kind of sicko who dreams of nasty tissues, please don't tell me. Something do NOT need to be shared.

Our pretty, pretty princess got her back leg caught in between a bed and bedframe and hurt herself. It was no joke that she is just as clumsy as I am. Hmmm, could the clumsiness of the human be passed on to the dog? She is limping in a most pitiful manner so we will be going to the vet.
In other cheery news, the mama is having another little surgery to facilitate cancer treatments.
This should just be a day surgery but the recovery from the last surgery was not great so it would be nice if this one went smoothly. My mother appears to be the queen of negative side effects.
If I didn't have sick kids and a broken dog I would go to see her in the hospital. Maybe I could send the dog to the vet with the sick kids, hmmmmmm, nah.
Last time I left the kids alone for 15 minutes one of them locked the other out of the house and then in retaliating that one locked his brother in the dog's kennel when he finally got in.
I have tried, really, I have, to teach them not to behave like wild animals. But look at those faces up there! Devil inside, I'm telling you. They get that from their father!

Update~
I almost forgot, it's February! Since everyone seems to either enjoy Valentine's Day or else wish to forget it altogether I thought I would try to offend equally by doing the 14 days of Valentine's with these terribly amusing cards...

Doncha just get a warm feeling inside?