It's the wee man stuck in me head

Have you ever watched a movie or telivision program set in Ireland or Scotland and then realise that you can't get that accent out of your mind? It's how it is with me now. i've been watching some BBC Scotland production for the past two days and if i didn't know better, i'd think a wee Scottish man was stuck in me head, pronoucing all me words and telling me funny stories whilst playing the pipes.



And that's how i'm gonna see the old year out - with the Scots or the Irish(as i'm reading a book about Ireland and the two accents are dueling right now to see which one is the winner.)



So Happy New Year to you all and God Bless You and be safe and responsible in your partying

Mrs. Klausenjausen

Hello, i'd like to introduce Mrs. Klausenjausen to you.

She has been called, by her one of her younger sisters, "The Christmas Nazi" but she didn't like that too much and since she wasn't the real Mrs. Klaus, she assumed the name, Mrs. Klausenjausn. she is so excited about Christmas this year that she began to celebrate it over a month ago and again fell in 'love' with her tree when she plugged it in very early this morning (after slipping on the ice as she took her trash to the curb in her pink fuzzy slippers!)

she also has been working way too hard at her various jobs and decided that she was not going to the 2nd job tonight for, you see, Mrs. Klausenjausen is rather stubborn and made up her mind and that's that. No use begging her to go to work, it won't happen. AND she might call-off on the 26th too just because she might...

But back to the spirit of Christmas and the Klausenjausen tradition. There are games to be played and food to be ett. There are nieces, sweet wonderful nieces, to be tickled and to share colouring books and funny stories (Emma the younger told me..erm Mrs. Klausenjausen last night that she spent the entire day in her pajamas! ..and then giggled because it was funny that she never got dressed for the day). There are memories to make and share and laughter to be had and Mrs. Klausenjausen has decided that although she does like her 2nd job and she does need the income from the 2nd job, that she just isn't going to go. Too bad...deal puppy and that's that!

And in case Mrs. Klausenjausen can't blog between today and Christmas day, she wishes everyone a very Merry Christmas. she hopes it it filled with peace, joy and happiness and that everyone takes time to remember the true meaning of Christmas and to realize what a wonderous gift we have been given.

Life is so wonderful and precious - celebrate it wildly this season (but please, no drinking and driving!) and by all means, have at least one pajama day!

It's Monday

Even though i am cheered by the Christmas season, by having family around and days off from wrok, the loss of the Eagles vs. Redskins yesterday has put a bit of a damper on my mood.

You have to understand that i don't just like football...i love it. i love everything about the game. i love the 'fight' of it, the passion. i'm not a stats kinda person - i can't rattle them off (like my brothers and dad) but i love the game. And i love my Eagles.

But when they mess up? True to being a real Eagles fan i would throw them under a bus - but still love them. Other friends who don't root for the Eagles don't understand it when i turn on my team and 'boooo' them - but it's how Philadelphia does football. It's something that's been passed down from generation to generation -it's in our blood.

So today, even though i love them, i wouldn't mind knocking their collective heads against a wall while yelling "WHAT WERE YOU THINKING????"

..of course i'd be in my typical skirt and heels - which would take them off guard and no realize that in this very feminine form, lies a very, very passionate fan.

GRRRRRRrrrrrrrr!
Happy Monday to you

hmmmphf!

Life's curves

What i love most about life is just when everything seems to be going ok..not super great, but ok...the kind of ok where one can relax a bit and take a deep breath and say "AHHHH...it's Christmas time"...life throws ya a curve.

Not a terribly deep curve - cause those are just unhittable, but still this kind of curve makes you swing harder than you wanted to -not knowing if you'll actually make contact or if you'll strike out.

i think i'll be able to hit this curve and maybe even drive it out of the park (not like driving out demons but more like I HIT A HOMERUN!!!!!!!!!!!!) and all parties involved will be ok and maybe even better for the experience....but while that ball is still on it's way down the pike and while the bat is still hovering over my shoulder..i'm just not sure how it will all work out.

So while i'm waiting for the crack of the bat..the roar of the crowd and the privledge of running to all the bases, i think i'm going to buy a pair of new shoes...

...cause i have to look good for the parade, you know!

Things that make me go "Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr"

1. When a co-worker (of course a male) comes to work while obviously sick, sneezes all over the place and then acts like it's not his fault that others might have caught his cold/flu. Dude! Stay home - we don't want your germs. WHY do men do this???? What is wrong with them? STAY HOME ALREADY!

2. When other passangers of Route 222 seem to think they are the only drivers in the world and take their own sweet time. GO THE SPEED LIMIT ALREADY!

3. When, in the throes of the Christmas season, i am grumpy and cranky. GET OVER IT ALREADY! (grrrr-ing at myself!)

And that's all for now.

i think i need coffee....


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1628 - update
AHHHHhhh...feeling much better - had coffee, had lunch, had advil, decorated for Graduation (Saturday), laughed, used a staple gun (can you say POWER?) so all is well even though it's been raining non-stop all day and it lookin' to freeze tonight (like how i said "lookin?") so i might be grumpy again tomorrow - one can hope.

i did like the idea of taking a Vicodin though i can't be trusted around strong pain killers ...just ask Heather and Maurice about the chicken pox episode....

Better than Martha Stewart?

i love purses and have quite a little collection. i don't buy highly expensive ones and i try to get well-made ones at low prices. Because of this um...'love' - i had the collection hanging from some hooks on the back of my door to my dressing room*. And the other day i took white tissue paper and stuffed each purse accordingly. How nice each purse looks now - holding it's shape and happily hanging there.

But i knew that purses shouldn't hang. Rather, they need to be in a cubby or on a shelf.

AHA! my friend, Emily said! Put little lavendar sachets in each purse to keep them pest free (moths) and then they will be gently fragranced each time you use them.
(she's so smart)

So we joke about it - kind of - and i was truly thinking about the cubby idea - mainly because i like to keep what i have nice AND also i like to do things like that cause it makes others laugh (my nickname this Christmas season is Mrs. Klausenjausen)

Well i think Emily is better than Martha Stewart -because we checked out her site and she didn't mention one bit of the lavendar sachets.

Sometimes i get so Stewart-y i scare myself...

MERRY CHRISTMAS!




*Dressing room: my middle bedroom which i'm turning into an office/dressing room - a work in progress.

Nothing can compare

i currently own, in full, a 1998 Green Honda Civic. It is a four-door, no real bells or whistles, 5-speed (on the floor..not the column!LOL) kind of car. Currently, it has 181,000 miles and is going strong. i plan to run her until she cannot move one more inch. Some tell me that i could get a good 250,000 miles out of her, but we'll see.


A co-worker of mine just bought a brand-new Honda Fit. Cute car - not so much on the outside, but the inside is great - great visibility, lots of fun 'toys' and plenty of room.


However, this brand-new car is said to only get 31 miles to the gallon on the highway and 27 in the city.


my old 181,000 mile car? Gets, on average 32 miles to the gallon on the highway and about 30 in the city. Recently, i got 37 miles to the gallon when i filled up with Exxon's high test the other week.

And i only ever buy manual transmission -cause it's just more fun!

So you can have your new Fit or Civic. me? yeah, i'm going to run my sweet lil green baby until she can't go one more inch! And then i'll have the not-so-fun job of picking another car but i really am not sure that i'll find anything to take the place of what i have now.