tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-344024782024-03-08T03:49:45.563-08:00Deep Thoughts with KimmyKimmy753http://www.blogger.com/profile/05078745353881776932noreply@blogger.comBlogger42125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34402478.post-12437926306572732102007-06-11T05:02:00.000-07:002007-06-11T05:19:41.838-07:00Utterly Brilliant Meme from Shawnee<strong>What were you doing 10 years ago?</strong><br />Hmmm....I was married to my first husband, living in uber-suburbia living the life I didn't want to be living in. NO....wasn't contemplating suicide, just wasn't happy.<br /><strong>What were you doing one year ago?</strong><br />Worked in a job I loved, married to the most wonderful man in the world, planning a trip to Vegas.<br /><strong>Five snacks you enjoy.</strong><br />I'm with you Shawnee..only 5? Sheesh!!<br />1. Baked Cheetoes mouthgasm<br />2. Cheese - any form - mouthgasm<br />3. Pickles - mouthgasm<br />4. Spinach dip with tons of water chestnuts - ubermouthgasm<br />5. Chips and salsa - it's the official state snack of Texas - oh..and mouthgasm<br /><strong>Five songs you know all the lyrics to.</strong><br />Again, I am with Shawnee, I can't remember what I ate for breakfast (did I eat??) but I hear a snipit of a tune, and BAM...the brain juices justa flow! Now here's the hard part..trying to remember the songs for this list...anyone got a radio? Ipod? <br />1. Any Duran Duran tune<br />2. You and Your Hand - Pink...no, I'm not proud, but it is catchy<br />3. Sweet Caroline - Neil Diamond .. don't judge me.<br />4. Boulevard of Broken Dreams - Green Day<br />5. High Enough - Damn Yankees<br /><strong>Five things you would do if you were a millionaire.</strong><br />1. Pay off all debt.<br />2. Give 10% to church<br />3. Give money to family<br />4. Give money to friends<br />5. Go on a long cruise<br /><strong>Five bad habits.</strong><br />1. Messing with my hair.<br />2. Beer :) no, I'm not a raging alcoholic<br />3. Gossip<br />4. Chew on lip<br />5. Not sleeping!<br /><strong>Five things you like doing.</strong><br />1. Travel<br />2. Shopping<br />3. Lying out in the sun<br />4. Watching TV<br />5. Driving home!<br /><strong>Five things you would never wear again.1</strong><br />1. Shoulder pads<br />2. Leg Warmers<br />3. YoYo's<br />4. A bow in my hair (yes I had one to match every outfit I owned)<br />5. Tube tops!<br /><strong>Five Favorite Toys</strong>.<br />I'm not much of a toy person, but I'll give it a shot...<br />1. My car<br />2. My phone<br />3. The remote control (I'm easily amused folks)<br />4. My really cool weather station that my husband gave me for Christmas last year. It is the BOMB!<br />5. My kitchenaid mixerKimmy753http://www.blogger.com/profile/05078745353881776932noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34402478.post-85008419178509841252007-06-06T05:21:00.000-07:002007-06-06T05:25:00.794-07:00Something That Irritates MeOk..so there really is a whole list...but..I really get irritated at those twisty ties that holds the plastic together on a loaf of bread. Can't stand them. Now I consider myself to be *semi* intelligent, but for some reason, I end up hovering around the low end of the IQ scale when it comes to those. WHY are they so hard to untwist? Is it just me? I mean this morning I swear, the *#*&@&@ thing wouldn't come off. I twisted one way..wasn't the right direction. So logically, I go for the other direction..that didn't seem to work either because the stupid thing got twisted up around itself. I finally just got the scissors out and cut the dang thing. That's right. I showed WHO is boss. Victory is so sweet...Kimmy753http://www.blogger.com/profile/05078745353881776932noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34402478.post-68267043302595202002007-05-11T04:32:00.000-07:002007-05-11T04:35:47.692-07:00Where is Teacher Lady????Part of my daily routine is coming in and reading all the blogs of my friends and virtual friends. So...although I am HORRIBLE about updating my blog daily...do as I say, not as I do. I need a Teacher Lady fix! And Irby..where'd you go???? Thank God Shawnee came through for me yesterday and SJ..you rock on yours!!! Don't y'all know I have a bad pancreas and can become extremely ill if I'm not blogified on a daily basis??? Where is your sense of humanity! <br /><br />Hugs..KimmyKimmy753http://www.blogger.com/profile/05078745353881776932noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34402478.post-11016906845877594862007-04-30T06:17:00.000-07:002007-04-30T06:22:14.772-07:00Deep Thoughts..ok Questions..from IrbyFrom my dear, sweet Irb...<br /><br />1. What's one thing you were taught as a child that you later discovered to be totally false?<br />That it IS ok to leave the house without lipstick. Although I rarely do. The fear of Mary Bo giving me the raised eye brow... Yes, my momma's name is Mary Bo. We are southern (not hick..BIG difference) people. :)<br /><br />2. You rub your lava lamp, and a genie comes out and offers you three wishes, along with the standard disclaimer that you can't wish for more wishes. What do you wish for?<br />A) World peace..ok maybe not...to be debt free! B) To be diabetes free C) My husband could open the restaurant he's always wanted to have.<br /><br />3. What would your name be if you were an adult film star?<br />Savannah Slick<br /><br />4. What's your absolute favorite food, the one you would subsist on for a year if you could, nutrition be damned?<br />Tex Mex...cheese enchiladas..omg..mouth gasm.<br /><br />5. Star Wars, Star Trek, Star Search, or Dancing with the Stars?<br />Dancing with the Stars of course!!!! I'm pulling for Leila Ali. She rocks. Although Ian Ziering (sp?) looks a lot better these days then he did in the 90210 days.Kimmy753http://www.blogger.com/profile/05078745353881776932noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34402478.post-85902848140208387912007-04-18T08:19:00.000-07:002007-04-18T08:29:17.003-07:00Five Questions From ShawneeShawnee (<a href="http://utterlybrilliantthoughts.blogspot.com/">http://utterlybrilliantthoughts.blogspot.com/</a>) posted five questions she received from another blogger and requested we request questions from her..so here are her questions to me and my answers!<br /><br /><ul><li>Name five "luxury items" that you could not live without. (i.e., not necessities such as food, water, air, cocktails or George Clooney. Although that last one may just be me.)<br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">Pedicures, eyebrow waxing and shaping, massages, valet parking and Gucci bags. </span></li><li>What are you five favorite non-blog websites?<br /><span style="color:#ff0000;"><a href="http://www.southwest.com">www.southwest.com</a> (shameless plug for my company of course!); <a href="http://www.weather.com">www.weather.com</a>; <a href="http://www.ttu.edu">www.ttu.edu</a>; <a href="http://www.unlv.edu">www.unlv.edu</a>; <a href="http://www.craigslist.com">www.craigslist.com</a> </span></li><li>Martinis, mimosas, margaritas, mojitos . . . so many cocktails, so little time! What's your favorite drink right now? <br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">Oh dear..ok well, here is where the *going to school in west Texas* comes out in me... Coors Light. That's right..beer. I love beer. AND...I don't drink it outta no sissy glass either...straight up baby, straight up! (hic!)</span></li><li>What's the best thing about living in Texas? Have you ever lived anywhere but there?<br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">Well, the weather is great here! Changes on a dime and we have some seriously cool thunderstorms. Also, you can go to the mountains, desert, plains and beach..all in one state! Nope...only lived in Texas...ssssaaallluuuttteee!</span></li><li>I know you like to travel - what's your favorite place to visit? Where would you like to go next?<br /> <span style="color:#ff0000;">We're actually heading to New York City next month..I've never been! I am SO excited. I'm also jonesin' for a trip back to Italy. Of course, anyplace with a beach always is top of the list too. </span></li></ul><p><span style="color:#ff0000;">Ok folks...if you wanna play...leave me a comment and/or email me (<a href="mailto:kimscott333@aol.com">kimscott333@aol.com</a>) and let me know and I'll give YOU 5 questions to answer on your blog!</span></p>Kimmy753http://www.blogger.com/profile/05078745353881776932noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34402478.post-63346553543142991472007-04-12T08:54:00.000-07:002007-04-12T08:58:04.113-07:00What I Wanna Be When I Grow UpAre any of us really, really happy with our jobs? Ok..those of you who are..sit down and be quiet! :) I love my company. I really do. It is the job that just doesn't do it for me. I did not go to school to be an IT person. In fact, my bachelor and master's degrees are in hotel and restaurant management. But here I am, a computer geek. Unfortunately, I don't see myself getting out of this industry because of the pay. That's right...the *golden handcuffs*. That is the phenomena when say a person makes $$$$K a year in their job, but the job they really want only pays $$K a year. You see what I mean? Sucks... I don't hate what I do, it just ain't the real Kimmy. Oh well..one day I'll grow up to be that meteorological aircraft accident investigating instructing retirement community home manager that I really wanna be, right?!Kimmy753http://www.blogger.com/profile/05078745353881776932noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34402478.post-57916961503807833902007-04-02T06:03:00.000-07:002007-04-02T06:13:49.224-07:00Semi-Tagged by Teacher LadyI love Teacher Lady's blog (<a href="http://sexedhighered.blogspot.com/">http://sexedhighered.blogspot.com/</a>). I swear she's my lost twin who is battling teaching college students while working on her Ph.D. and questioning both. Teacher Lady's last blog offered a tag for her readers to do the following - List seven songs you are into right now. No matter what they are. They must be songs you are presently enjoying. Then tag seven other people to see what they're listening to.<br />So..here goes..and I have to say..some of these I'm not necessarily *into* but the damn things are looping in my brain as of late and dammit..they won't go away!!!<br /><br />1. 'Fergalicious' - uh YES...stupid, stupid song, but stuck in head.<br />2. 'Cut You Up' - Peter Murphy<br />3. 'Too Shy' - Kajagoogoo<br />4. 'Its Not Over' - Daughtry<br />5. 'Everywhere I Go' - No Clue who sings it..it is the tune on the Geico caveman commercials<br />6. 'Before He Cheats' - Carrie Underwood<br />7. ' The Great Commandment' - Camouflage<br /><br />I know..totally all over the board. Scary huh? Oh well..it is variety!<br />Ok..so who to tag - Irb, Shawnee, Kathy, SJ...that's a start...get 'em!Kimmy753http://www.blogger.com/profile/05078745353881776932noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34402478.post-75329876699825092342007-03-30T08:10:00.000-07:002007-03-30T08:13:01.808-07:00Friday's Feast<div align="center">Appetizer</div><div align="center">What are you proud of?</div><div align="center">My husband and his accomplishments! I'm also proud of my education.<br />Soup</div><div align="center">What is the best thing you’ve ever won as a prize?</div><div align="center">I suck at winning things. I did win $20 in the lottery once.<br />Salad</div><div align="center">Name something you do that is a waste of time.</div><div align="center">Go to meetings.<br />Main Course</div><div align="center">In what year of your life did you change the most?</div><div align="center">When I turned 30. I grew up..quickly..<br />Dessert</div><div align="center">Where is a place you consider to be very tranquil? </div><div align="center">My balcony looking out on the lake.</div>Kimmy753http://www.blogger.com/profile/05078745353881776932noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34402478.post-5927775903454687992007-03-23T05:50:00.000-07:002007-03-23T05:54:22.758-07:00Brake RiderThey make me crazy. The person who is constantly riding on thier brakes. Some of these people amaze me. Exactly HOW do they drive while pushing the brake at the same time. I don't mean tapping, I mean riding it, yet the car is still moving forward. I got behind one of these jackasses this morning and I swear he/she made me put on my own brakes as if I were a brake rider. <br /><br />I think I must be pmsing..again. Bring on the chocolate martinis...in buckets.Kimmy753http://www.blogger.com/profile/05078745353881776932noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34402478.post-47539743511339620452007-03-22T05:54:00.000-07:002007-03-22T05:57:35.361-07:00The Loop Brain PhenomenonYou know what that is..when you get a stupid song or saying stuck in your head and it keeps repeating over and over and over. Well, I have been experiencing that A LOT lately. I think I am the queen of loop brain. Today, it is Carrie Underwood's 'Before He Cheats' stuck in my head. Not a bad song...until I hear it over and over in my head. Now I'm sick of it. A lot of the time I can ignore loop brain..tune it out if you will. However, when I'm trying to say my prayers at night and Madonna's 'Like a Virgin' is playing in my cranial background...something just doesn't seem right about that. I hope God understands that I can't turn it off. The power button on my brain MP3 is broken. Oh great, now it is 'Mr. Sandman'...shoot me please.Kimmy753http://www.blogger.com/profile/05078745353881776932noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34402478.post-59049763380755596822007-03-16T08:44:00.000-07:002007-03-16T08:50:41.635-07:00The Eternal Quest for KnowledgeWhy do I have this deep need to complete my Ph.D.? Why must I reach the goal of 'Doctor Kim'? As I am sitting here perusing over a paper I just wrote, I am thinking to myself..I am going to have to write this times a 1000 when I get to my dissertation. Why, why, why... I originally wanted to get my Ph.D. to teach at the collegiate level. Well, I have achieved that goal already (the teaching part). I dunno..I am sure this is all very boring to my friends reading this post. Hell, it is about to put me to sleep. Let's discuss something else.<br /><br />St. Patrick's Day. Also known as The Day to Get Smithering Drunk and Bar Hop to Your Heart's Content. Uh huh, that's right people..that's how we do it here in Big D. We first start off in the morning with a parade down Greenville Avenue. Once the parade starts, generally that is everyone's *go* signal to start pouring the Mimosas and Bloody Marys. Once the parade is over, the city shuts down Greenville to motor traffic and allows folks to go from bar to bar, drinking, socializing outside with as many open containers as one can hold. It is just like being back in college. Hey..which somewhat relates to the first paragraph in this blog! Sweet.....<br /><br />Anyway...it is Friday. My brain is fried and this is about all I can think about writing for today Dear Bloggers. Oh.. I did get a new car on Wednesday. Got a Volvo S60. I always thought of Volvos as soccer mom cars. Not so much anymore. This sucker is fast and I love it!Kimmy753http://www.blogger.com/profile/05078745353881776932noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34402478.post-7117879866514746272007-03-15T05:45:00.000-07:002007-03-15T05:51:24.877-07:00One Word Sarcomical<a href="http://www.sarcomical.com/sarcomical/2007/03/oneword_sarcomi_1.html">One-Word Sarcomical Sunday # 6</a>(Only Four Days Late!)<br />Your Mood: here<br />What You're Craving: vacation<br />Your Favorite Day of the Week: Friday<br />Your Mind: here<br />Something that Cheers You Up: shopping<br />Something that Depresses You: meetings<br />Where Your Keys Rest at Night: kitchen<br />A TV Gameshow You Secretly Get Into: WheelofFortune (hey..it is one word sarcomical)<br />The Way You Like Your Eggs: omelette<br />Your Hair: dark<br />The Last Thing You Ordered Online: TXTechAlumStuff<br />The Messiest Room In Your Home Right Now: closet<br />Your Least Favorite Month: February<br />The Worst Fashion Fad You Participated In: bowhead<br />How Many Times In the Night You Get Up To Pee (on average): 3 (diabetic thing)<br />Your Journey: aimless<br />A Sound that Makes You Happy: thunderstorms<br />Your First Date: (ever?) forgetable (with Scott) awesome<br />Something You Wish You Did More Often: exercise<br />Something You Admire: publicspeakers<br />The First Place You Go When You Get Home: closet<br />What You're Going to Do Now: workKimmy753http://www.blogger.com/profile/05078745353881776932noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34402478.post-75997186102987041082007-02-23T08:46:00.000-08:002007-02-23T08:50:19.437-08:00Tagged by Irb!I've been tagged by Irb (<a href="http://irbslice.blogspot.com/">http://irbslice.blogspot.com/</a>) (look...I can't make the hyperlinks work on this piece of crap!) to list 5 little known things about myself...so here goes...<br /><br />1. I am an only child.<br />2. I can drink a lot of beer, but one glass of wine sends me over the edge (I went to school in West Texas, ok??).<br />3. I didn't get my ears pierced until I was 30 because I was scared. This really wouldn't be weird, except I am a diabetic and I give 6 insulin injections per day. Can shoot up, but fearful of holes in my ears. Yeah..I know...<br />4. I am actually very shy. Hard to tell on a blog, and actually, hard to tell in person..but I am. Irby would probably argue against that.<br />5. I don't regret not having kids...ever... Kids are ok, I just never had the desire to have 'em.Kimmy753http://www.blogger.com/profile/05078745353881776932noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34402478.post-34780938658468186522007-02-22T05:44:00.000-08:002007-02-22T05:49:05.885-08:00PMS SucksWhat is it about that time right before grandma comes to visit, that we women lose all control of logic and reasoning? Why do we go through this? And why must my ankles decide to swell up like stuffed sausages by the end of the day (bloating..fun for all)? I hate it. Actually, right now, I hate just about everything. And of course, I come in and have a (#*@&*@&*#(* meeting scheduled until 5:30 (I usually leave at 4 to avoid massive Dallas traffic). Why do we have to go through this time where sure, we know we're being unreasonable, irritable, crabby bitches, yet we proceed to be this way regardless? It just sucks and makes for a VERY long day. You men have NO idea how lucky you are. Right now I just wanna bitchslap someone for no reason. Sure..I know it isn't right, but hell..I wanna do it anyway. I think I'll go run over my uterus now.<br /><br />Signed,<br />KimmyBitcholaFesteringQueenKimmy753http://www.blogger.com/profile/05078745353881776932noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34402478.post-8532257839268343092007-02-19T12:36:00.000-08:002007-02-19T12:41:32.953-08:00Back When Music Was Good!!<span style="font-family:arial;"><em>It's at times like this, the great Heaven knows, that we wish we had, not so many clothes....</em><br /><em></em><br />Ahhh the words of the great Adam Ant. I miss 80s music. It was so much better back then. I have found a stash of great tunes on one of our servers here at work and have been cranking them out in my headphones all day. TONS of 80s music..and the good stuff, not crap like Herbie Hancock (I apologize to those fans of Herbie). Ultravox, REM, The Fixx, Duran Duran...ahhh the good ole days...</span>Kimmy753http://www.blogger.com/profile/05078745353881776932noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34402478.post-9965110525168572392007-02-16T11:42:00.000-08:002007-02-16T11:47:55.541-08:00Friday's Feast #131<div align="center">Feast One Hundred & Thirty One<br />Appetizer</div><div align="center">What sound, other than the normal ringing, would you like your telephone to make?</div><div align="center">None..I hate the phone. I know, so not your typical female. Trust me, if you were EVER a receptionist in a retirement home, you'd hate the phone too.</div><div align="center">Soup</div><div align="center">Describe your usual disposition in meteorological terms (partly cloudy, sunny, stormy, etc.).</div><div align="center">Partly Cloudy, High Humidity</div><div align="center">Salad</div><div align="center">What specific subject do you feel you know better than any other subjects?</div><div align="center">Like a school subject? Hmm...I guess Hospitality since that was my major and it is what I teach. In general, I feel I am pretty knowledgeable about airplanes and flying oh and weather. I'm a closet meteorologist..LOVE the Weather Channel. It is MTV for old people.</div><div align="center">Main Course</div><div align="center">Imagine you were given the ability to remember everything you read for one entire day. Which books/magazines/newspapers would you choose to read?</div><div align="center">Oh dear..since I don't like to read, and the extent of my reading is either textbooks for school or People Magazine..well....I'm going with People Magazine.</div><div align="center">Dessert</div><div align="center">If a popular candy maker contacted you to create their next confection, what would it be like and what would you name it?</div><div align="center">Well, my dear friend Staci calls me Kimmy Rimmy Roco Ruff (yes, usually after much alcohol consumption), I'm thinking something chocolatey with crunchy things in it. Call it Kimmy's Roco!</div>Kimmy753http://www.blogger.com/profile/05078745353881776932noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34402478.post-80026561040248489002007-02-15T05:51:00.000-08:002007-02-15T05:58:06.108-08:00Six Weird Things About Me* When I eat at a cafeteria (Luby's), I eat my salad last.<br />* Every toilet lid in my house must be down. If I see a toilet lid up (this is often since the love of my life and my husband, Scott, doesn't quite get this), I must close it immediately. I think my mother instilled this weirdism in me.<br />* I have the ability (skill?) to spend down to the very last penny when I have cash.<br />* I love doing math...especially without a calculator. This could be because my mother was a math teacher and my daddy a nuclear physicist.<br />* I'm an education snob. Is that weird or bitchy..or both????<br />* I love driving a stick shift.Kimmy753http://www.blogger.com/profile/05078745353881776932noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34402478.post-90755212794786952822007-02-09T06:44:00.000-08:002007-02-07T08:12:46.455-08:00Friday's Feast #130<div align="center"><strong>Feast One Hundred & Thirty</strong><br />Appetizer - Have you been sick yet this winter? If so, what did you come down with?</div><div align="center">Does the *spot* on my pancreas count?</div><div align="center">Soup - What colors dominate your closet?</div><div align="center">Black..and no, I'm not goth.</div><div align="center">Salad - How would you describe your personal "comfort zone"?</div><div align="center">Sitting in my jammy bottoms in my favorite chair watching TV.</div><div align="center">Main Course - On which reality show would you really like to be a contestant?</div><div align="center">I guess Wheel of Fortune doesn't count huh? If I were young and single, Real World would be pretty cool.</div><div align="center">Dessert - Which holiday would you consider to be your favorite?</div><div align="center">Used to be New Year's..now..I guess Thanksgiving.</div>Kimmy753http://www.blogger.com/profile/05078745353881776932noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34402478.post-73033469580025426232007-02-07T07:53:00.000-08:002007-02-07T08:12:46.597-08:00Kids Today Do WHAT?I'm starting to sound like my grandparents, but I am truly amazed at the, well, stupidity of kids today. I hear the word on the street is the latest rages are *pharm* and *rainbow* parties. Have y'all heard of these? Lemme give you the 411 in case you haven't. <br /><br />Pharm Party - Kids raid their parent's medicine cabinets and take whatever they can find to these parties. All of the pills are combined in one nice big bowl..like a punch bowl..how quaint..and then the partygoers take a handfull and swallow them down! Yep..not knowing what the (@*#* they are taking. Brilliant! What idiots. I mean seriously, what on EARTH possesses them to want to do that?? Whatever happened to just raiding your parent's wine or liquor stash?? Are booze not enough anymore??<br /><br />Rainbow Party - The female partygoers don (or is it dawn?) various shades of lipstick. They then proceed to go to each guy in the room and, well, put their lipstick on the guy's dipstick. By the end of the night, the guys all have a lovely rainbow of lipstick on their members. Beautiful!!!!!! It is nice to know today's young ladies (cough) have enough pride and self-respect to participate in these events. Makes me proud...not.Kimmy753http://www.blogger.com/profile/05078745353881776932noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34402478.post-61294720258188826642007-02-06T05:37:00.000-08:002007-02-06T05:40:42.447-08:00What I HateYou know what I hate? (I'm stealing from Vicki) Late afternoon meetings. Hate them. I come in early so I can leave early and avoid as much traffic as possible. My drive home is an hour without traffic..so...if I leave after 4pm, I'm screwed and devoted to at least 1 1/2 hours in the car...at least. So I get in today and boom..meeting from 3:30 to 5:00. Now..by that time, the old diabetes is taking effect on my body anyway and my attention span is, well, very short. Uh...can I just tell you HOW much I am dreading this??<br /><br />As they said in the greatest movie ever, Airplane, 'I picked the wrong week to stop drinking'.Kimmy753http://www.blogger.com/profile/05078745353881776932noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34402478.post-20192988184584139462007-02-02T06:24:00.000-08:002007-02-02T06:28:18.131-08:00<div align="center">Friday Feast #129<br />Appetizer</div><div align="center">What was one of the fashion fads when you were a teenager?</div><div align="center">I grew up in the 80s..and I was a preppy bowhead.</div><div align="center">Soup</div><div align="center">Name one thing you think people assume about you when they first meet you.</div><div align="center">I'm uptight.</div><div align="center">Salad</div><div align="center">On a scale of 1 to 10 with 10 being highest, how hard do you work?</div><div align="center">6.5</div><div align="center">Main Course</div><div align="center">If you were given a free 30-second commercial during the Super Bowl to sell anything you currently own, what would you advertise?</div><div align="center">Does diabetes count? No? My Nissan 350z. I love it, but I am getting to where I can't drive a stick shift anymore with my leg pain..so sadly..I need to trade it in. Anyone wanna buy a Z? It is in great condition!</div><div align="center">Dessert</div><div align="center">Fill in the blank: I love to _stay at home_ when it is _snowing in big D.</div>Kimmy753http://www.blogger.com/profile/05078745353881776932noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34402478.post-79546408192089102592007-02-02T06:18:00.000-08:002007-02-02T06:23:10.652-08:00Ice and Snow in DallasYep..again..snow...in Dallas. We have had quite a bit of it as of late. Believe me..this isn't a good thing because we Texans can't drive in the stuff! I have to cross over a 2 mile bridge to get to work..I live on a lake. I personally do not want to go sailing in my car nor sinking in my car, therefore I travel slowly and carefully across the bridge. Joe Bob pickup driver, however, finds this annoying. So several times this morning, as I'm grandma driving at about 40mph (speed limit is 50 on the bridge), Joe Bob rides up on my ass, sits there for a while, then decides to pass and haul ass around me. What is up with that?? Why does JB feel the need to speed when there is ice on the road? Is it a stupid thing?Kimmy753http://www.blogger.com/profile/05078745353881776932noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34402478.post-22133453147607276762007-01-29T06:48:00.000-08:002007-01-29T07:00:03.684-08:00A Meme From ShawneeFrom my friend Shawnee utterlybrilliantthoughts.blogspot.com. <br /><br />A - Available or married? Married. To Scott, the Best Husband in the World.<br />B - Best Friend? Scott, Jane<br />C - Cake or Pie? I am a diabetic, therefore I prefer neither...ok cake...<br />D - Drink of Choice? Alcoholic - beeerrrrr, Non- Iced Tea (I'm a good southern girl)<br />E - Essential Item? Lipstick/gloss, insulin, football<br />F- Favorite Color?Navy.<br />G - Gummi Bears or Worms? ewww<br />H - Hometown? Rockwall, Texas (Dallas 'burb)<br />I - Indulgence? Travel, Gucci - especially vintage, pedicures, cute flip flops<br />J - January or February? Neither. I do not enjoy winter. (Understatement!) ..ditto Shawnee!<br />K - Kids & names? Stepkids - Chelsea, Katie, Jake Dogs - Kringle, Grits, Andy, Macky. I refuse to breed.<br />L - Life is incomplete without? Family, friends and God<br />M - Marriage Date? May 10<br />N - Number of Siblings? None...yeah I know, explains a lot<br />O - Oranges or apples? Hmm.. I guess apples. Not much of a fruit person<br />P - Phobias/Fears? Spiders and snakes, which are a plenty since I live on a lake. (shiver)<br />Q - Favorite Quote? From the great Bobby Knight, "Everybody hears, but few listen".<br />R - Reason to Smile? Spot-be-gone!<br />S - Season? Spring.<br />T - Tag three people! <a href="http://ialwayswantedanickname.blogspot.com/">Janeeeeee,</a> Irby, SJ<br />U - Unknown fact about me: I used to be painfully shy.<br />V - Vegetable you hate? Lima beans, yuck! - with you on that one too Shawnee!<br />W - Worst habit? Worrying...same...<br />Y - Your favorite food? I've heard about Primanti's...sounds awesome! Hmmm Southwest flies to Pittsburgh..hmmm errr umm to answer the question - TEX MEX!!<br />Z - Zodiac? CapricornKimmy753http://www.blogger.com/profile/05078745353881776932noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34402478.post-2746404860311547772007-01-29T06:02:00.000-08:002007-01-29T06:10:19.820-08:00Out, Out Damn Spot!!!!!!!Well, Wednesday afternoon, I get a call from my endocrinologist saying the gastroenterologist wanted me to come in RIGHT NOW to do a biopsy on spot. So..of course.. I freak out. Why so sudden? There was no way I could go in for this procedure (called an ERCP) right then. I needed to shower, shave my legs, you know..prepare to be naked in front of a bunch of strangers. So..I go in on Thursday for the ERCP. An ERCP basically involves them knocking you out and putting a scope through your stomach, intestines, gallbladder and over to your pancreas. One is not allowed to eat or drink anything 8 hours prior to the procedure. I'm sure the docs and nurses were quite pleased when they started putting the tube down my throat and got a whiff of my 'I have had nothing to drink for 8 hours and am scared crapless' breath. SO..anyway..the good news is..I HAVE NOTHING!!!! No cancer, no abnormalities (well...at least not with my upper pancreas), nada, zip, no spot! Relief..well..it overwhelmed me. <br /><br />That was the first thing I heard when I came to. I'm ok. I was relieved, but then I felt .. pain. The recovery nurse asked if I was ok. I replied, "well, my..um.. sphincter hurts". You could tell she was trying not to crack up..and frankly I was trying not to as well. I mean, come on.. sphincter..it is a funny word, and why did I get so clinical all of a sudden? Why didn't I just say, hey listen, my butthole hurts? I blame the anesthetic. So then they give me a good shot of morphine and BOOM .. sphincter pain be gone! Man..I can TOTALLY see how people get addicted to that stuff. It was gooooooddd. Apparently, I had that certain pain because they have to fill your intestines up with air in order to maneuver through. Fun times.<br /><br />Although the ERCP was painful and scary, I'm so thankful I'm ok. ..and am SO thankful it is over. Now..I just need to find something else to stress out over! :) Type A personality? You betcha!Kimmy753http://www.blogger.com/profile/05078745353881776932noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34402478.post-59312131306667015012007-01-23T09:02:00.000-08:002007-01-23T09:05:35.263-08:00My Aristocratic Title...<table cellspacing="8" bgcolor="#ffffff" border="0"><tbody><tr><td valign="center"><img src="http://www.masquerademaskarts.com/memes/minicrest.gif" /></td><td valign="center"><p><span style="color:black;">My Peculiar Aristocratic Title is:</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:black;">Venerable Lady Kimmy the Nefarious of Throcking by Hampton </span><br /><small><a href="http://www.masquerademaskarts.com/memes/peculiartitle.php">Get your Peculiar Aristocratic Title</a> </small></p><p><small></small> </p><p><small></small> </p></td></tr></tbody></table><p>Hmmm..not quite sure what to make of that. I have to admit..I had to look up 'nefarious' and here is how dictionary.com defines the word:</p><p>ne·far·i·ous <a href="https://secure.reference.com/premium/login.html?rd=2&u=http%3A%2F%2Fdictionary.reference.com%2Fbrowse%2Fnefarious"></a> /nɪˈfɛəriəs/ <a class="pronlink" onmouseover="status='Click for pronunciation key';return true;" title="Click for pronunciation key" onclick="pk = window.open('/help/luna/IPA_pron_key.html', 'PronunciationKey','height=700,width=560,left=0,top=0,resizable,scrollbars');if(pk){pk.focus();}" onmouseout="status='';return true;">Pronunciation Key</a> - <a class="pronlink" onmouseover="status='Click to toggle pronunciation';return true;" title="Click to show spelled pronunciation" onclick="javascript:show_sp()" onmouseout="status='';return true;">Show Spelled Pronunciation</a>[ni-fair-ee-uhs] <a class="pronlink" onmouseover="status='Click for pronunciation key';return true;" title="Click for pronunciation key" onclick="pk = window.open('/help/luna/Spell_pron_key.html', 'PronunciationKey','height=700,width=560,left=0,top=0,resizable,scrollbars');if(pk){pk.focus();}" onmouseout="status='';return true;">Pronunciation Key</a> - <a class="pronlink" onmouseover="status='Click to toggle pronunciation';return true;" title="Click to show IPA pronunciation" onclick="javascript:show_ip()" onmouseout="status='';return true;">Show IPA Pronunciation</a><br />–adjective<br />extremely wicked or villainous; iniquitous: a nefarious plot. </p><p> </p><p>ow please...I am neither wicked nor villainous..maybe during my teenage years, but really, wickedness takes too much energy. I'd rather use my energy on things like sleep, watching TV or making a margarita. Wicked..please...<br /><br /></p>Kimmy753http://www.blogger.com/profile/05078745353881776932noreply@blogger.com2