Monday, December 22, 2008

Insanity is.... Buffalo Winter.



(Just a bit of snow from the first storm, not the one that buried us on Sunday)
Insanity is doing the same thing over and over again expecting different results. Well, that's living in Buffalo really. My brother had the snowblower out yesterday trying to keep a path clear for walkers and then to try and dig out our cars. 20 minutes after he finished it looked like he'd hardly been out there.

Because we have alternate parking, every Wednesday & Sunday we have to switch which side of hte street we're parked on. It took 37 minutes to dig out my brother's truck. That doesn't count trying to put mom's car on the street so dad could have the driveway when he got home at midnight. It also doesn't count getting my car out. It took about 30 minutes to get my car out and that was with 6 people working on it. Thanks to my brother, my neighbors Mr. C, Matt & Lauren and the mystery man who stopped just to lend a hand. My uncle and sister lent a hand where they could as well.

God I love living here!! :)

Sunday, December 21, 2008

Fun New Site to Shop At

If you love all things vintage like I do and you love a great deal then this is a great site for you. I was a bit disturbed to see things from my childhood on here and have them called vintage. Hell, I'm still under 30!!! LOL

www.modcloth.com

Tuesday, December 16, 2008

Christmas Party 2008


(above: my girls)
Had the Annual Abbott Christmas Soiree over the weekend and had a BLAST!!!
(below: our guys)

Monday, December 15, 2008

Plastic PJ's



I'm so excited right now I can hardly keep my fingers on the keyboard. I'm wearing my first pair of plastic pj's!! No, it's not something kinky. Coke has made pj's out of recycled 20 oz bottles. My shirt is made of 6 of them and the pants, 8. They are so soft I can hardly stand it!!! Coke might want to buy the world a bottle of their beverage but I want to but it a pair of these!

Life is hard, harder still when you're stupid!

1.) Recently, when I went to McDonald's I saw on the menu that you could have an order of 6, 9 or 12 Chicken McNuggets. I asked for a half dozen nuggets. "We don't have half dozen nuggets," said the teenager atthe counter . "You don't?" I replied. "We only have six, nine, or twelve," was the reply. "So I can't order a half dozen nuggets, but Ican order six?" "That's right." So I shook my head and ordered six McNuggets

2.) I was checking out at the local Wal-Mart with just a few items and the lady behind me put her things on the belt close to mine. I picked upone of those "dividers" that they keep by the cash register and placed it between our things so they wouldn't get mixed. After the girl had scanned all of my items, she picked up the "divider", looking it all over for the bar code so she could scan it. Not finding the bar code she said to me, "Do you know how much this is?" I said to her "I've changed my mind, I don't think I'll buy that today." She said "OK," and I paid her for the things and left. She had no clue to what had just happened.

3.) A lady at work was seen putting a credit card into her floppy drive and pulling it out very quickly. When I inquired as to what she was doing, she said she was shopping on the Internet and they kept asking for a credit card number, so she was using the ATM "thingy."

4.) I recently saw a distraught young lady weeping beside her car. "Do you need some help?" I asked. She replied, "I knew I should have replaced the battery to this remote door unlocked. Now I can't get into my car. Do you think they (pointing to a distant convenience store) would have a battery to fit this?" "Hmmm, I dunno. Do you have an alarm,too?" I asked. "No, just this remote thingy," she answered, handing it and the car keys to me. As I took the key and manually unlocked the door, I replied, "Why don't! you drive over there and check about the batteries. It's a long walk."

5.) Several years ago, we had an Intern who was none too swift. One day she was typing and turned to a secretary and said, "I'm almost outof typing paper. What do I do?" "Just use copier machine paper," the secretary told her. With that, the intern took her last remaining blank piece of paper, put it on the photocopier and proceeded to make five"blank" copies.

6.) A mother calls 911 very worried asking the dispatcher if she needs to take her kid to the emergency room, the kid was eating ants. The dispatcher tells her to give the kid some Benadryl and should be fine,the mother says, I just gave him some ant killer..... Dispatcher: Rush him in to emergency!

Life is tough... it's tougher if you're stupid.

Hockey is Great....... and I'll continue to worship it.

In the middle of a grueling six game road trip where a very young professional hockey team is away from home, the third game of the trip ends late on a cold Canadian Saturday night. This is the only break on the trip and the three days between games allow them the only break to get back home in their own beds for a couple of days before going back on the road. A scheduled commercial flight waits for them at Toronto 's International Airport for the short flight home; they could be home by midnight . This plane departs on schedule, but without a single member of the hockey team.
Back in the locker room a vote is taken after the game was complete, and a unanimous decision is made by this young team to skip this flight and stay one more day. They make arrangements to check back in the hotel and on a frozen Sunday morning charter two buses that have no heat and begin a journey two hours straight north into a sparsely inhabited Canada , but where hockey is its passion.
They arrive at their destination to the surprise of the teams general manager who is there attending his fathers wake. After a few emotional hours, this team boards the buses and head back for a two-hour trip back to Toronto . On the way they ask the drivers to stop in a tiny Canadian town because they are hungry. To the shock of the patrons and workers at this small hockey town McDonald's, a professional team walks out of two rickety buses and into the restaurant, which just happens to have pictures of two members of this team on its wall. The patrons know every single one of these players by sight being fanatic fans of hockey in these parts. One can only imagine their amazement of the locals seeing an entire professional hockey team sit down and have a meal in their tiny little town in the middle of a hockey season.
After a while they board the buses and catch their same flight, 24 hours later, giving one day to their general manager.
Have I made this up? Is this an excerpt from some fictional book? No this a true story of the Blackhawk’s last Saturday night and they decided to attend Dale Talon’s fathers funeral. Its amazing that such a good storycan be found nowhere on the internet, and not even mentioned in the Chicago papers. Had one of the Blackhawk’s got into a fight and punched some drunken loser in a Toronto bar it would be plastered all over papers and the television. This being said, its hard to imagine any professional football, basketball or baseball team doing this, but the members of the Blackhawk’s claim any "hockey" team would have done this. This is one reason I continue to be a big hockey fan, and another reason I am excited about this Chicago team. I thought I would share as this story appears to have gone unnoticed.

Perfect Eyesight

A woman is standing nude looking in the bedroom mirror.
She is not happy with what she sees and says to her husband,
'I feel horrible; I look old, fat and ugly. I really need you to pay me a compliment.'
The husband replies, 'Your eyesight's damn near perfect!'

Friday, December 12, 2008

RIP Bettie Page



Bettie Page died yesterday at the age of 85. She'd been sick and in the hospital for 3 weeks, had a heart attack and was then removed form life support. I think we should all have a bit of Bettie Page in us............... if for nothing else, to keep life interesting.

Friday, November 28, 2008

Sack Lunch

If ever I get the chance, I'm so going to do this.
J

The Sack Lunches
I put my carry-on in the luggage compartment and sat down in my assignedseat.
It was going to be a long flight.
'I'm glad I have a good book to read. Perhaps I will get a short nap,' I thought.
Just before take-off, a line of soldiers came down the aisle and filled all the vacant seats, totally surrounding me. I decided to start aconversation.
'Where are you headed?' I asked the soldier seated nearest tome.
'Chicago - to Great Lakes Base. We'll be there for two weeks for special training, and then we're being deployed to Iraq '
After flying for about an hour, an announcement was made that sack lunches were available for five dollars. It would be several hours before we reached Chicago, and I quickly decided a lunch would help pass the time. As I reached for my wallet, I overheard a soldier ask his buddy if he planned to buy lunch.
'No, that seems like a lot of money for just a sack lunch. Probably wouldn't be worth five bucks. I'll wait till we get to Chicago ' His friend agreed.
I looked around at the other soldiers. None were buying lunch. I walked to the back of the plane and handed the flight attendant a fifty dollar bill.
'Take a lunch to all those soldiers.' She grabbed my arms and squeezed tightly. Her eyes wet with tears, she thanked me.
'My son was a soldier in Iraq; it's almost like you are doing it for him.'
Picking up ten sacks, she headed up the aisle to where the soldiers were seated. She stopped at my seat and asked, 'Which do you like best - beef or chicken?'
'Chicken,' I replied, wondering why she asked.
She turned and went to the front of plane, returning a minute later with a dinner plate from first class.
'This is your thanks.' After we finished eating, I went again to the back of the plane, heading for the rest room. A man stopped me.
'I saw what you did. I want to be part of it. Here, take this.' He handed me twenty-five dollars.
Soon after I returned to my seat, I saw the Flight Captain coming down the aisle, looking at the aisle numbers as he walked, I hoped he was not looking for me, but noticed he was looking at the numbers only on my side of the plane. When he got to my row he stopped, smiled, held out his hand, an said, 'I want to shake your hand.'
Quickly unfastening my seatbelt I stood and took the Captain's hand.
With a booming voice he said, 'I was a soldier and I was a military pilot. Once, someone bought me a lunch. It was an act of kindness I never forgot.'
I was embarrassed when applause was heard from all of the passengers. Later I walked to the front of the plane so I could stretch my legs. A man who was seated about six rows in front of me reached out his hand, wanting to shake mine. He left another twenty-five dollars in my palm. When we landed in Chicago I gathered my belongings and started to deplane. Waiting just inside the airplane door was a man who stopped me, put something in my shirt pocket, turned, and walked away without saying a word. Another twenty-five dollars!
Upon entering the terminal, I saw the soldiers gathering for their trip to the base. I walked over to them and handed them seventy-five dollars.
'Itwill take you some time to reach the base. It will be about time for a sandwich. God Bless You.'
Ten young men left that flight feeling the love and respect of their fellow travelers. As I walked briskly to my car, I whispered a prayer for their safe return. These soldiers were giving their all for our country. I could only give them a couple of meals. It seemed so little...
A veteran is someone who, at one point in his life wrote a blank check Made payable to 'The United States of America ' for an amount of 'up to and including my life.'
That is Honor, and there are why too many people in this country who no longer understand it.'

Tuesday, November 18, 2008

An Angel

I wanted to let you all know that this weekend, Jon Jon passed away. You may remember me putting a post up over the summer about dad shaving his head for St. Baldrick's. The money raised was for Jon Jon. If you'd like to learn more, please visit the site and read his mother's blog at
www.jonjonsjourney.com

May you rest in peace sweet little boy.

Monday, November 10, 2008

Surgical Update

Well, it's been a while since my last update and I went to the dr. last week so here goes.
I've specifically stayed away from the scale because I didn't want to know. They tell you not to obsess with numbers so I'm not. Well I've had some troubles lately so they were more in the forefront of my mind then my actual weight loss. When I eat / drink I get queasy. The P.A. I saw thinks the "opening" where the intestines now attach is just swollen. She gave me a script and as soon as IHA gets their hiney in gear and gets me my insurance card I can fill it. I'm experiencing the typical hair loss and am assured I won't go bald. That it's an all over loss. If I need a wig at least I can call Rose! LOL
The best news of all, I'm 70lbs down!!!!!!!!! Yeah!!!!!!!!!!!!

I've always wanted to be this nurse



NEW YORK (AP) -- A 90-year-old who says she's the woman being kissed by a sailor in Times Square in one of World War II's most famous photographs reunited in town with the Navy on Sunday -- days before she is to serve as grand marshal of the city's Veterans Day parade.



Edith Shain of Los Angeles, donning a white nurse's uniform like the one she wore back in 1945, went to see the musical revival of "South Pacific" and posed for pictures, being hoisted off her feet on stage by five of the actors in their Navy whites.
On Tuesday, she'll ride in the parade at the head of a contingent of World War II veterans.
The "South Pacific" event was a touching reminder of history, but very different from August 15, 1945, the day Shain recalls that she joined thousands of people whooping it up after Japan surrendered. Right there on Broadway and 45th Street, a sailor suddenly grabbed and kissed her -- and the moment was caught by Alfred Eisenstaedt, a Life magazine photographer.
His picture from V-J Day became one of the 20th century's most iconic images. But Eisenstaedt didn't get the names of either party, and efforts years later by Life to identify them produced a number of claimants, says Bobbi Baker Burrows, a Life editor with deep knowledge of the subject.
About 1980, Shain recalls, she wrote a letter to Life, identifying herself as the woman in the nurse's uniform. Eisenstaedt wrote back and later visited her in California and gave her a copy of the photo. But Eisenstaedt, who died in 1995, was never sure that Shain was the woman in the photo, Burrows said.
Because of renewed interest in the subject, she recalled, "Life decided to run an article saying, `If you are the sailor or the nurse in the picture, please step forward."'
"We received claims from a few nurses and dozens of sailors, but we could never prove that any of them were the actual people, and Eisenstaedt himself just said he didn't know," she said.
Even the fact that Shain stands only 4 feet 9 isn't helpful in analyzing the photo, in which the sailor has her in what looks more like a death grip than an embrace, with both of their faces obscured.
By her own account, Shain said she could not identify the bussing boy in blue.
"I went from Doctors Hospital to Times Square that day because the war was over, and where else does a New Yorker go?" she said. "And this guy grabbed me and we kissed, and then I turned one way and he turned the other. There was no way to know who he was, but I didn't mind because he was someone who had fought for me."At least three veterans still lay claim to being the kissing sailor, and at least one other woman has claimed to be the nurse. But Shain, who left nursing to become a kindergarten teacher in Los Angeles for 30 years, appears to hold the edge -- by virtue of persistence, an effervescent charm and unabashed patriotism.
"As for the picture," she says, "it says so many things -- hope, love, peace and tomorrow. The end of the war was a wonderful experience, and that photo represents all those feelings."

I love these stories



BANGOR, Maine (CNN) -- Karen Walker has shaken half a million hands in the last few years -- at least that's her best guess.

Korean War veteran Don Guptill greets a returning soldier at Bangor International Airport in Maine.

She and the other 40 or so members of the Maine Troop Greeters have made it their mission to welcome every incoming and outbound flight of soldiers and Marines who use Bangor International Airport as a refueling stop.
No matter what time of day or night, there will always be applause, handshakes and hugs to make the troops feel appreciated.
The goal is clear: "Greet the troops, and thank them for what they do," says Korean War veteran Don Guptill.
Guptill says he remembers coming home from that conflict and receiving no welcome at all.
Guptill and other veterans, including those who served in Vietnam and World War II, were determined not to let that happen again.
For those heading to Iraq or Afghanistan, the recognition is noticed and greatly appreciated, troops say.
"It makes me feel good," said one soldier headed out on his first deployment. "I'm a little nervous," he continued, adding that the warm greeting helped ease his nerves.
Another soldier, firmly shaking the hands in line, said, "This is fantastic. These people are wonderful for coming down."
The group of volunteers first started during the Persian Gulf War in 1991 and continued following the invasion of Iraq in 2003. As of October, the group has seen off 3,598 flights, 727,292 troops and 135 military dogs, according to the greeters.
Besides the support of the receiving line, troops also are offered snacks and the use of a cell phone to call their loved ones, free of charge.
"All they do is put an ID card down and pick up a phone," says Bill Knight, who stands behind a counter giving out the phones. Cell phone carriers donate the minutes.
The airport donates the room where Knight works. Once a duty-free shop, it's now decorated with flags, unit patches, pins, photos and other items given to the Maine Troop Greeters as a show of appreciation from the many units that have passed through the airport.
While the firm grips of so many soldiers sometimes can make the greeters' hands a little sore, the volunteers get used to the strong handshakes.
"They used to [cause tenderness]," Walker says, "but not anymore."
When a handshake won't do, some military men and women will reach out and just hug the person who came by to welcome them home.
Meeting the troops also tugs at the emotions of the greeters. "It's a good feeling," Guptill says. "Some days it's a tear-jerker."
After about an hour and a half on the ground, it's time for an outbound flight to take off and head to a war zone.
The greeters line up again to wish the soldiers well as they head up the ramp to the plane, thanking them for their service.
Guptill says if the war ended tomorrow it would be fine with them, but adds, "We'll do this until this thing ends."

Tuesday, November 04, 2008

Polish Sausage

Everyone is in a hurry to scream 'racism' these days!

In what aisle could I find the Polish sausage?'
The clerk looks at him and says, 'Are you Polish?'
The guy (clearly offended) says, 'Well, yes I am. But let me ask you something. If I had asked for Italian sausage, would you ask me if I was Italian? Or if I had asked for German Bratwurst, would you ask me if I was German? Or if I asked for a kosher hot dog, would you ask me if I was Jewish? Or if I had asked for a Taco, would you ask if I was Mexican?' 'If I asked for some Irish whiskey, would you ask if I was Irish?'
The clerk says, 'Well, no, I probably wouldn't!'
With deep self-righteous indignation, the guy says, 'Well then, why did you ask me if I'm Polish because I asked for Polish sausage?'
The clerk replied, 'Because you're in Home Depot.'*

Friday, October 24, 2008

Night Deposit at the Sperm Bank


Only a Mother Would Know

One day my Mom was out and my Dad was in charge of me. I was maybe 3 years old and had just recovered from an accident. Someone had given me a little 'tea set' as a get-well gift and it was one of my favorite toys. Daddy was in the living room engrossed in the evening news when I brought him a little cup of 'tea', which was really just water. After several cups of tea and lots of praise for such yummy tea, my Mom came home. My Dad made her wait in the living room to watch me bring him a cup of tea, because it was "just the cutest thing!" My Mom waited, and sure enough, here I come down the hall with a cup of tea for Daddy. She watches him drink it up. Then she says, (as only a mother would know... :) "Did it ever occur to you that the only place she can reach to get water is the toilet?"

Thursday, October 23, 2008

Amen to the Job!!!

I got hired today!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Better yet I start on Monday!

Wednesday, October 22, 2008

Sad Santa

I just read this article about a guy who plays Santa at a mall in Washington. What a bunch of Scrooges!!

http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/content/article/2008/10/21/AR2008102102621.html?g=1&sid=ST2008102200816&s_pos=

I want this car!!!!!!!!!!!


It's all recyclable!!!! Can you believe how cute they are? And if you get the basic it is $11,990!!!

Friday, October 17, 2008

New Me


So, some people have been asking for pictures of me now that I'm 10 weeks out from surgery. I have only had one picture taken and that's the one that is currently my profile picture. Well, here's the new me, 10 weeks post op and 51lbs lighter. It's not the most flattering picture but hey, at least I was willing this time. LOL