I Spy

Published November 14, 2014 by marshaz333

See this face?

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So cute.

So furry.

So innocent.

So NOT!!

It’s no secret that I love and spoil this little guy rotten.  And most usually he’s good as gold.

But last night he was rambunctious.

He was sneaky.

He was…..well, he was funny!!

I’ve shared with ya’ll before how the Mr. sometimes snores.

Right.In.My.EAR!!

So my solution?  Ear plugs.

Actually plug.  Singular.

I figure since I’ve got one ear firmly smashed into the pillow, I just need a plug for the top ear.  The one he’s snoring directly into!!

So I bought these lovely hot pink ear plugs and keep them on the table beside my bed.  Then if I need one, I can simply reach over, grab a plug and problem solved.

Well, ok, maybe it’s not “simply”.

I do huff and puff and moan and groan just to show that Mr. how much of an annoyance it is to reach over to the side table.

He doesn’t notice.

He just snores away!

Well, the other night, I noticed that one of those hot pink plugs had fallen between the mattress and the rail of the bed and was perched just out of my reach.

I tried to get it but my Pika fingers were too short and my man-hands were too huge to grab it.

So I left it.

Big mistake.

HUGE!

Last night, after staying up later than usual to watch the officials hand over a win to the Miami Dolphins………snatched from the reach of our beloved Buffalo Bills, I finally got in bed and did my wifely duty of scratching the Mr.’s back while he relaxed.

And by wifely duty, I mean I complained and huffed and puffed and flipped and flopped around to show my dislike of this ritual.

He didn’t pay attention.

He was relaxing.

Then we heard it.

A faint scratching sound.

Taj was under the bed!

Now it really doesn’t bother me that he goes under there.  It’s really quite funny to watch him army-crawl from one side to the other.  Though it is pretty dusty down there and he probably doesn’t need to be breathing all that in.

But it bugs the stuffin’ out of the Mr. that he’s under there.  He’s sure that the bed will fall and crush Taj to death.

Now, let’s be clear, we have never, EVER broken our bed down and while we are neither one of us skinny-minny’s, the chances of us falling on our little Taj are pretty slim.

But once the Mr. mentions the squishing of the dog, I start to worry and have to get up and get him out of there.

Last night, though, I was too tired so I just leaned over the bed to call him out.

And when I did, this is what I saw:

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There was that little Taj-y scratching and clawing and licking at the bed rail.

What was he doing??

There’s nothing there!

There’s.

Nothing.

There.

Then it hit me!!!

The plug………..it was gone!!!!

So I guess I’m now on poop patrol until that hot pink plug makes an appearance!!

Should be a fun weekend! :-(

~Mish~

 

Tis The Season

Published October 31, 2014 by marshaz333

Now that the weather is turning cooler and the sun starts going down around 2:30 in the afternoon, my thoughts start leaning toward the holidays ahead.

Today happens to be Halloween, which I don’t necessarily celebrate but not because of any high and mighty reason. Just that I’m old, have no little kids and, well…………I’m old.

One of my most memorable Halloweens was back before the Mr. and I got married. I flew to NY to visit and got to go with the Mr. to take the kids trick-or-treating in the Mr.’s old stomping ground of Sloan.

Or as the Mr. once told me, the capital of Poland. :-)

Anyway, the Mr.’s grandma lived in that neighborhood so we walked all over and ended up at her house for a visit. It was lots of fun.

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As you can see, they were (and still are) just cute as CAN be!

But that little Brian was (and still is) a rascal.

{See him with that sword right in his brother’s back????}

{Rascal}

That aggrevatin’ guy kept sticking his plastic sword down in the storm drains which were full of leaves and gunk and then he would stab at his brother with it.

I wish I had a nickel for every time I said “don’t stab your brother with that nasty sword”!!

I’d be rich!!

I also remember that night because of a Dracula dude that lived in that neighborhood.

While the wife was handing out the candy, that scary guy would walk toward me on the sidewalk trying to scare me.

Really???

A woman fully growed???

You think I’m sceared????

HECK YES I WAS SCARED!!

I’m still a little scared just thinking about it.

Every time he saw us, he would come toward me with that creepy stare and that capey-cape on!

Terrifying!!

But this week also boasts another holiday.

One that my sisters and I look forward to every year.

One that brings us great joy.

Did you know about it??

Did you hear???

The news was first heralded by my friend, Heavy D, on the Facebook.

Is this right?

Can it be true?

Is it time?????

Then, almost as a miracle come true, Molly confirmed the news…………

THE McRIB IS BACK!!!!

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Yes, people, it’s celebration time indeed!!!!

That yummy slab of “pork” doused in delicious bbq sauce and covered in onion and pickle is here for a limited time.

Be still my heart!!

{Well, actually, you eat enough of these things and your heart will indeed be still!}

I had one today.

It was awesome!

Happy McRib, everybody!!

~Mish~

 

Sleep, Shadow & Spuds

Published October 23, 2014 by marshaz333

Well, the Mr. and I have gotten back on our diet this week.

And I’m about to starve absolutely to death!!!

Why is it that when you “can” eat, you don’t want to eat but when you “can’t”, you can’t get enough????

So needless to say, it’s been a crabby week for me.

And that poor, poor Mr.

How he puts up with me sometimes is a mystery.

So not only am I in constant complaint mode over the lack of Mt. Dew and potato chips, I’ve also decided to renew my quest for a brother for Taj.  I’ve found the perfect guy and have been begging, pleading and otherwise annoying the Mr. in hopes that he will finally break and let me get this guy.

If you see me on the Facebook, then Shadow is no stranger to you.  But here is his little picture:

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Can’t you just see him and Taj playing and wrestling and cuddling up to sleep????

I’ll keep you updated if the Mr. starts to crack.

No crack just yet.

I’ve also had some trouble sleeping this week.

Probably from all the starving.

My Fitbit keeps track of my sleep patterns and this is what it usually looks like:

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and this:

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The light blue is all the times I’m restless and the pink is when I’m awake (probably stumbling to the potty!!).

But this morning I woke up fresh as a daisy and feelin’ mighty fine.  I checked with the magical Fitbit and lo and behold…………SLEEP!!

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Look at that!  I didn’t move all night.

No flip-flopping like a fish.

No potty breaks.

Of course, now that the day is almost over, I could use a good nap!

And since I’m not eating food this week, I want to share with you my experience from a couple of weekends ago.

Marti & I went to Indianapolis for a women’s conference and while we where there I had an experience that I had only dreamed about.

My very first food truck lunch!!

There were several trucks all lined up on the street but we chose the Circle City Spud truck.

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It was freezing cold and drizzling a bit but I was so excited that I barely noticed!!!

I mean, as an obsessive Food Network watcher, I had seen every episode of every season of “The Great Food Truck Race” and now I was gonna get to actually eat something from a food truck!

I just was beside myself!!!

Sad, yes; but wait til you see what I ate…..

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This is called Naptown Mac & BBQ Spud.

Oh yes!

A loaded baked potato with cheese sauce, BBQ pork, mac & cheese and BACON!!!

Top it all off with some sour cream and that, my friends, is artery-clogging goodness!!!

And that’s also why I’m back to the diet this week.

Oh well, it was totally worth it!!  :-)

~Mish~

 

August 1st

Published October 8, 2014 by marshaz333

Yep, August 1st.

Can you even believe that???

That was the last time I posted anything.

Crazy!

And the reason????

Ummmmm……..well, I ain’t got one!

Let me be the first to admit that I’m a smidge on the lazy side.

And the only reason I’m admitting it is that I have siblings, parents, kids & a husband who would be more than happy to admit it for me! :-)

So I guess I’ve got a lot to fill you in on but since I’ve piled on another birthday since we last spoke (er, read), I can’t remember it all. I’ll just let most of it swim around in my noggin’ and at some later date I’ll share with you the goings on from this summer.

It’ll be funnier that way since I’ll have to make up most of it!

This past weekend we had the icy-cold pleasure of attending my cousin, Brandon’s wedding in Ohio.What a beautiful couple in a gorgeous setting on what may be the coldest day in the history of the world.

Ok, maybe not the world but definitely my little corner of it.

And maybe not the coldest but let me assure you that it was pretty dag-gum cold!!!!

I had planned all along what I would wear to an outdoor October 4th wedding. I was ready. No question about it.

Then Tom (as in Ackerman, my meteorologist) started this silly business about a cold front coming through the area.

{Yep, I have my own meteorologist. I share him with all the other LEX18 viewers but he’s really just mine. He’s a smarty-guy and I always believe what he tells me. Even when he says COLD!}

So at the last minute I figured I better come up with a warmer option.

I go to my closet.

I stand there.

I got nuthin’!

Finally I dig up an oldie-goldie skirt and jacket and we head to Ohio.

We got to the hotel and changed into our duds and headed to the most beautiful farm where the wedding would take place.

And that’s when I realized that the outfit I had chosen was not warm enough!

Not by a long shot!!!!

Now, I readily admit that I’m a wimp. I’ve got no problem saying that. But I’ve lived in the Frozen Tundra of Buffalo, NY and I know what cold feels like when I encounter it.

IT WAS COLD!!!!

But then the wedding started and while we all sat around with chattering teeth, the most beautiful bride walked down the aisle with NO sleeves, NO back to her dress and NO COAT!!!!

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Bless her heart!

It must have been love because there is no way I could have done that.

I mean, I love the Mr. and all but geez-Louise!!!

Thankfully, there was heat in the tent where the reception was held and most of us left at the end of the night with no frostbite.

It was a lovely evening.

We ate.

We danced.

We had a great time.

And we are thrilled that Brandon has found such a great girl to be by his side for always. We love Emily!!!

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But no highfalutin’ night would be complete without this KY hillbilly’s take on the most interesting part of the night.

I told the Mr. when we were getting ready that I had one concern: pantyhose.

See, I haven’t worn pantyhose in YEARS!!! I just didn’t have a need to. So I wiggled and squirmed and pulled and tugged and finally got those bad boys on!

But then there is the problem…………what if I have to go to the bathroom????

I tried to hold it. I truly did. But there is only so much water & Diet Coke a bladder can hold until something must be done.

And I knew there would be a port-a-potty.

Those things are the worst!!!

We sang years ago at an event that involved a weekend-long Civil War reenactment. Those Civil War dudes and dudettes had been using those potties ALL WEEKEND. Not a good scene, man!

So with that in mind, I went in search of the bathroom.

And lo and behold, there sitting like a welcome oasis was perhaps the most amazing site I could have seen.

This was the port-a-potty of the rich and famous!!!

It was spacious.

It was clean.

It was fresh as a daisy.

And, most importantly, it had a sink with running water and SOAP!!

Of course, that still didn’t help with the pantyhose situation and I sincerely apologize to whoever was on the men’s side of the potty-trailer when I was doing the pantyhose dance.

I’m sure it must have felt like an earthquake!

~Mish~

Whistlin’ Dixie

Published August 1, 2014 by marshaz333

A whistler came in our office today.

Yep, a random whistler.

And that got me thinking…..

What kind of person comes into someone’s office, sits down at a computer, then proceeds to whistle???

Loud!!!

Is that odd or is it just me?

Ok……..don’t answer that.

And it’s not like he’s a frequent flyer.

I don’t recall ever seeing him here before, although he didn’t require any assistance from us on our computer system, which leads me to believe that I’m just the least observant person ever.

But still and all, did he even realize he was whistling???

Which reminded me of something that happened way back in the good ole days of the 1980s:

In my attempt to fulfill my math requirements while avoiding Algebra II, Geometry, Calculus and any other such madness, I was happily enduring Business Math and my mind wandered.

As did my fingers, apparently.

All I know is the teacher stopped in the middle of class and asked IN FRONT OF EVERYONE if I was dreaming of playing the piano!!

How embarrassing!!!

And I don’t even PLAY the piano.

Maybe I was dreaming of typing.

Most probably I was tapping along with the song in my head.

There’s always one there.

Always.

Song.

Commercial jingle.

TV theme song.

It doesn’t matter to my brain.

So maybe this dude was whistling the song in his head.

Just wish I had known the tune so I could have played along!!

Happy Friday!

~Mish~

 

To Geek Or Not To Geek

Published July 14, 2014 by marshaz333

There’s an ongoing discussion in our house about geeks and nerds.

It all started when I bought a pair of socks that says “I heart Nerds”. I thought they were so cute.

Little did I know that the Mr. did not care for these socks.

He also didn’t particularly like my Snoopy “I heart Nerds” shirt, which I wore EVERYWHERE!!!

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Then one day he asked me not to wear it and when I inquired as to the reason, I found out that he was offended by being called a nerd.

He was, in fact, a GEEK!

OH!!!

Didn’t know there was a difference.

But, oh yes, there is!!

I don’t  really know what the difference is but since the Mr. is  much smarter than me (GEEK) he must be right!

So I cut back on the wearing of the Nerd Love and continue to love my geek, though without accessories to prove it.

Everything was going fine until one day when I was informed by my Shelby that the Mr. AND I are actually her “favorite nerds”.

WHAT?!?!?!

Nerd????

ME???????????????????

Now wait just a cotton-pickin’ minute!

When did this happen???

Was it from all the Star Trek that I’ve seen??

Was it from my love of Doctor Who??

Or could it possibly be that I’ve now attended not one but TWO Comic Cons????

Oh yes, that’s probably it!!

Back in the spring, the Mr. and I went all the way to Indianapolis to our very first Comic Book Convention. And folks, let me just tell you, I may be a nerd, but there was not a doubt in my mind that at this event, the Mr. and I were in fact the coolest kids there!!!

Oh my stars and garters!

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Of course, it’s not easy to look down on these sillies from such a lofty height when you’ve just driven 3 hours to get your picture taken with Arya Stark!!!

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Yes, it’s true!

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NERD!!!

Well, I just couldn’t leave well enough alone so a few weeks later, Shelby joined us for our second Comic Con. This one was in Louisville and featured the cast of The Walking Dead!

Oh my!!

This was gonna be fun!!!

We opted to dress like just your average everyday weirdos though and we blended in just fine. And while there were LOTS of people in costume, the vast majority went for Doctor Who.

Here’s me with my favorite Doctor:

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Now, before you think this was a guy that “worked” at the convention, oh no! I’m much more pathetic than that!!

This was just some random dude that agreed to get his picture made with a middle-aged woman who loves David Tennant.

 

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(via squidoo.com)

The Mr. wanted to bring this TARDIS home:

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And poor little ole Shelby humored me by posing with her LEAST favorite character of all time, TE.

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{YES, I realize it’s ET but when Shelby was little, she was scared of him and called him TE. What a cutie she was and still is!!!}

Then we went to the main event, a panel discussion with several cast members of The Walking Dead.

Sadly, all the actors played characters that have already DIED on the show!!

Oh well, we were still in the same room with Lori, Merle, Shane and Hershel.

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Al in all, it was a really great time and who knows???

We may go back next year.

I really want to take Belle and turn her into a nerdy geek too!

Her parents would LOVE that! :-)

~Mish~

 

Celebrate Good Times, COME ON!!

Published June 25, 2014 by marshaz333

The Mr. and I celebrated our 12th anniversary this past weekend.

I know 12 years may not seem all that big a number.

Not like 25 or 50 but I figure that the mere fact that the Mr. was able to put up with me for another 365 days while holding on to most of his sanity is reason enough to celebrate!

And celebrate we did!!!

We started with a late breakfast from McDonald’s.

Watched a little TV.

Played a little Guitar Hero (him, not me!).

Read a little bit.

Had a late lunch from the gourmet kitchen of Hardee’s.

And after a dip in the pool, we ate some popcorn for supper while watching TV.

We rounded out the night watching Dr. Who but couldn’t stay awake for the whole thing.

Do we know how to party or what?????

But the Mr. more than made up for the exciting day by giving me an awesome (and fun) gift.

He got me a Fitbit.

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via engadget.com

Now normally I would poo-poo the idea of anything fitness related for an anniversary present (or any other day present for that matter!) but let me just tell you that this thing is totes jelly!!! :-)

I had been trying to win a free one from the Pioneer Woman with no luck. So that sweet Mr. spent way too much money and surprised me with not only the Fitbit but he even got the color I wanted!!!

He listens!

He actually listens!!!

So what is a Fitbit???

Why, it’s a little thingamabob that tracks my steps, how many miles I’ve walked (not many), how many calories I’ve burned, how many “very active minutes” (HA!), as well as tracking weight, water intake and even sleep patterns.

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It’s neat-o!

I know there are those among you who are asking, “Why on earth would the very fit Mish need one of these?”

Well, let me just tell you.

Last night about 9:30 I was taking Taj out for his last hurrah before bed.

Yes, we go to bed that early so we can watch a Dr. Who.

I think I’ve already covered just how exciting our life really is.

So anywho, while Taj is doing his business and chasing lightning bugs, I pull out my phone to check how many steps I had walked. The recommended number is 10,000 but even with the dreaded trip to the grocery I haven’t gotten anywhere near that.

At 9:30 I was at 4,853 steps.

Well, that would never do!

I had to at LEAST get to 5,000.

So what did my neighbor see when she looked out the window???

She saw a crazy lady marching around her yard in the dark trying to get 147 more steps to register on her Fitbit!!!!

And no, you don’t have to march but I just wanted to make good and sure that each step was counted so I picked up those knees and embarrassed the heck out of the dog!! :-)

Loving the Fitbit!!!

Sadly, the Mr. didn’t fare as well in the gift department this year.

Lately we have been trying to cut back on expenses a little so I thought we were giving each other the same thing we did for Mother’s and Father’s Day…….a big lot of nuthin’!!!

So while I got the incredible Fitbit for a gift, that poor, poor Mr. came away empty handed.

But never fear, nostalgia wins the day!

When the Mr. was just a little guy (way before he was a Mr.) his mom had an album that he LOVED! She would play this album and he would sing every word of every song. The album was The Cat And The Lady.

Never heard of it?

Can’t find it?

Of course not.

It doesn’t exist!

Well, Sunday afternoon, we were watching the Sunday Morning show that we tape every week and there was a piece on songwriter Gerry Goffin. He was once married to Carole King and they wrote many songs together.

During that segment, we learned that the couple split up and Carole King branched out on her own in 1968 with an album called “Tapestry”.

 

via allmusic.com

via allmusic.com

THE CAT AND THE LADY!!!!

It DOES exist!!!

Well, after I realized that was the album, I just had to buy it!!

So several days AFTER our anniversary, I gave the Mr. his very own CD of The Cat And The Lady!!

I have a feeling I’m gonna be listening to that CD quite a bit.

Sorry I was so late (and cheap) but happy 12th anniversary, Mr.!!

Thanks for putting up with my silliness for yet another year!

~Mish~

 

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