Another of my Blingo friends, i.e., people I’ve signed up to Blingo, has won a prize, which means I’VE won another prize–this makes #4! This time, it was Amy! I opted for the $10 iTunes gift cert instead of the movie ticket

C’mon…sign up, you know you’d like to win prizes, too! All you have to do is use Blingo as a search engine 10 times each day. Easy! Click on the tag below to sign up!

Be my Blingo friend, won’t you?

More birthday goodness in the mail yesterday! The above is from my friend MaryEllen (the photo on the bottom is the card she sent LOL)…hmmm…who to use the Office Voodoo Kit on? Hmmm…

She made the bag herself, out of silky ribbon yarn by Lionbrand!

There was also a package from Lush, which contained Flying Fox shower gel, Flying Fox balm and two slivers of 17 Cherry Lane soap…but no note as to who it was from! After asking around, I found out it was from Heather! Thank you so much, and boy, do I smell GOOD today, all jasmine-y and honey, sweet!

Ms. Random and Odd is off doing pre-wedding stuff this week, so her fiance has stepped in to fill her shoes…bet he looks sexay in those heels! Anyway, this is the assignment:

1. Something with a story behind it. Photograph something that has a story behind it. And yes, you might have to actually write a little bit on this one. Good, sad, funny, made-up…does it really matter? It IS the internet. Be creative.

3. In keeping with the recurring wedding theme, a photo of something borrowed. This is pretty self-explanatory.

Ok, here goes:

1. Something with a story behind it:

This picture was taken on Halloween in Salem, MA. I’m 95% sure this was all an act…but it still creeped me out. I felt such sad vibes from the ‘pet’ (guy in the middle with his stomach showing). It’s hard to tell in the photo, but he had a huge rack of like tree limbs decorated with leaves and pieces of torn black cloth. He’s got “cuts” on his face., and he’s looking at that girl as if he’s like to eat her…or worse! Very strange. If you view this picture at the original size, you can see many more details…even creepier!

2. A Random and Odd photo:

Ok, readers, make up a story or caption for this picture please!

3. A photo of something borrowed:

I “borrowed” MaryEllen to get this photo…isn’t she an angel!

My coworker/friend E popped her head into my office last night and said two words: “Crabcake sandwich?” I logged off the computer and headed to The Cheesecake Factory with her. There was a 20-40 minute wait, so we went to Sephora, 9 West and Baker’s to kill some time. Finally, we were seated. I had a wicked dirty martini, she had a beer, and we ordered calamari for an appetizer and the aforementioned crabcake sandwich for dinner (we split it). Halfway throught the crabcake sandwich, I didn’t feel so good. Too much fried goodness, I think, or too much mayo-based stuff. Anyway, I headed home after that. Had to pee, but figured…oh I’ll wait til I get home, it’s not far.

Know where this is going?

I opened the door to the house (Dad was out for the evening, went to a concert with some people from choir) and immediately thought one of the dogs had had an accident (not that they ever have!). All I could smell was poop!

This is what I saw: dirty dishes on the washing machine, a sink filled with soapy water and nothing else, dirty pans on the floor in front of the sink and little globs of dirt (not poop!) on the floor. I had to pee, tho, remember? So I headed to the bathroom, where I found the source of the odor…there were faint smears of poop on the floor in front of the toilet, along with a spatula (no poop on it, but I still threw it away).

So, Columbo-style, I pieced together what happened. Kinda. I figured Dad put Max out on the run in the backyard. Then he started to do the dishes. Unfortunately, sometimes Max gets wrapped around the tree out back…and Dad has to walk thru the not usually unmown but with all the rain we’ve been having grass, where he encountered a poop bomb. He can’t look down when he’s walking so that explains how he stepped in it.

Then I think he realized what he’s stepped in…and took his shoes off before he came in the house…but that little bits of dirt fell off them anyway. He took the shoes into the bathroom…cause where else would you clean poop off your shoes but over the toilet? After cleaning off the shoes and whatnot, he realized he had no time to finish the dishes OR leave me a note, cause the choir folk were coming to pick him up.

So I had to clean all THAT before I could pee. Next time, I’ll use the restroom at the restaurant, sheeesh!

And you can bet I’m going to tell Dad that ALL kitchen implements are NOT for use for anything but COOKING! I might even just throw them all away and start from scratch…and I’m serious! DISGUSTING!!!

Of course…I could be wrong about the whole thing and Dad could just need to start wearing Depends. In which case…I’m REALLY glad I threw away the spatula! I’m warning him, tho…incontience = nursing home! Joking! [mostly] No really! [uh huh]

1. Brighton, MA: Lived there for the 1st three years.
2. Billerica, MA: from 3-17 and then back and forth over the years.
3. Woburn, MA: 3 days when I was 14 (I ran away)
4. Lowell, MA: Moved in with my high school boyfriend when I was 17; also lived here with Sue, then Michael, by myself & with 2 separate weirdo roommates over the years.
5. Nashua, NH: With Sue. Man we had some fun!
6. Aurora, CO: With Blake, my first ex-husband, for 6 months while he was in tech school for the Air Force.
7. Bedford, MA: With Blake, til we separated and I moved to Lowell by myself & ultimately moved in with Michael.
8. Chelmsford, MA: With the second ex-husband, Lou, aka SFSSDMF, for a bit before we moved to Bedford, MA.
9. Tachikawa, Japan: Lived in a placed called American Village with Lou for 9 months til we moved on base.
10. Fussa, Japan: Lived here 3 years, at Yokota Air Base. I loved it here, Japan. Such a beautiful and interesting place!
11. Newport News, VA: Moved in with Michael’s sister, Lynn & her son Jason, when Lou got orders to Patrick AFB in FL; without him being stationed at Yokota, that meant I couldn’t live in base housing in Japan and while the general I worked for said he’d sponsor me for a year, the off-base house was so wicked expensive, I just couldn’t afford it.
12. Yorktown, VA: Wanted some privacy and a room of my own, so moved here and stay for about a year.
13. Somerville, MA: Got homesick and moved back to MA. Stayed in Somerville for a year, then moved back to my parents’ house, where I remain til this day

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