Just For Fun – The Name Meme

Stole this from Dave. It has been awhile since I just did something 'fun' on here… 


2. WITNESS PROTECTION NAME (mother and father’s middle names)
Ruth Ray (hrm…)

3. NASCAR NAME (first name of your mother’s dad; father’s dad)
Walter John (ha… I could win races with that name!)

4. STAR WARS NAME (the first three letters of your last name, first two letters of your first name)
Snysu (sounds like a disease)

5. DETECTIVE NAME (favorite color, favorite animal)
Red Cat (sounds more like an energy drink…)

6. SOAP OPERA NAME (middle name, town where you were born)
Elaine Keokuk  (oh, now, that's just awful)

7. SUPERHERO NAME (second fav color, fav drink, add ‘the’ to the beginning)
The Green Pepsi (bah)

8. FLY NAME (first two letters of your first name, last two letters of your last name)
Suer (….?)

9. ROCK STAR NAME (current pet’s name, current street name)
Benny X  (that would work!… oh, wait… I need some "Jets"…)

10. PORN NAME (first pet, street you grew up on)
Toby Marion (I see no sex appeal in that name at ALL)

11. GANGSTA NAME (first three letters of your real name, plus izzle)
Susizzle (…sounds like a popcycle flavor)

12. IRAQI NAME (second letter of your first name, 3rd letter of your last name, first two letters of your middle name, last two letters of your first name, then last three letters of your last name)
Uyelander (…a planet in outer space, more likely)

13. GOTH NAME (black, and the name of one of your pets)
Black Benny (…makes me think I'm a 300lb black man)

14. STRIPPER NAME (favorite perfume, favorite candy)
Sensual Chocolate (somehow "Hershey" just didn't sound as good…)

Your turn!

One Foot In Front of the Other

That pretty much explains how I'm doing. Just taking it day to day. I'm good. Happy, even. Just can't seem to get real excited about much of anything… at least, not enough to blog it. I feel I'm letting down my blog. I think of several posts a day, but they never seem to make it to the page. Not even to the draft stage.

It isn't as though I've abandoned it for some other means of communication. I don't Twitter, and although I've got a Myspace and Facebook account, I rarely pop in to do anything there. As a matter of fact, I don't think I've done a thing on Myspace. Just set up the account so I could view someone else's page they wanted me to see. *shrug* I did more with Facebook when my dad was in the hospital, just because I have many relatives on there and it was a quick way to keep them all updated on what was going on with him. Now that I don't have that responsibility, I can't seem to get very enthusiastic about it. I hear people talking about Mafia Wars and Eggs and things and I think, "oh, that sounds like fun"… then never get around to actually participating.

I've been in my head a lot lately as well, it seems. I've had some long talks with my kids and my hubs and I'm trying to think of ways to get those things out of my head and onto the page. Some days I wonder if that isn't how a person with some disabilities feel… the knowing what you want to say, but just not being able to get it out of you in a way that is understandable by others. How frustrating it must be. Me? I'm not exactly frustrated, but am having that experience where it is just on the tip of my tongue, but can't seem to make it from there to my fingertips to the computer to the page. Okay, are you completely confused now? If so, then you know EXACTLY what I mean…


Don't be. Just because this is the second post in a week it is nothing to be excited about. Trust me.

I got to work this morning and found a note on my desk: Thursday, 7:00. Underneath were two packages of earplugs. Have I mentioned my neighbor shoots guns at all hours? Did I also mention I found out my new co-worker (the one with 101 strikes against him) is a friend of this neighbor? That he is one of the shooters? Yeah. Make that 102 strikes against him. He tells me they met at a "Pheasants Forever" meeting. I accept that is a worthy organization and I also am not against hunting. (Just to be clear.) However, I am against practice shooting until the moon is high in the sky and all reasonable people are in bed trying to sleep. My co-worker tells me that their monthly shooting meetings only last about 90 minutes. Huh. He then tells me that the neighbor "likes his beer"… and is probably what explains the extended shooting sprees. Great. All I needed to hear. He's got a gun AND he's drunk. I try to tell co-worker my point of view, that if he really did only do it for 90 minutes – hell, for three hours even – I would be fine with it. If he did it during daylight hours and if he didn't shoot toward our house! I mean, the guy has about 80 acres of farm ground he could shoot toward to the south of his house that has no buildings, nothing to hit. My co-worker says, "he doesn't own that". Well, no, but he doesn't own the land he's shooting toward now, either. Some of it, yes, but most of it is ours. My co-worker says, "He shoots to the north-east now". Uh huh. That is still toward our house and our land. I used to like walking out in the timber and along the creek, but with my gun-happy neighbor "practicing" at all hours with no rhyme or reason, there is no way I feel safe going out there. Can I repeat again… they're moving! WHOOOOOT!

Update on the dermatologist. It was nothing. I forget what she called it but it is harmless. Always nice to know.

Okay. Back to your lives. Don't expect another post tomorrow. I mean, it could happen… but…


Where has the time gone? It seems to be flying by, but nothing is really consuming my time in an all-encompassing manner. Hrm…

Spring has kinda sprung. Hubs has been planting corn up until a few days ago when some rain brought things to a short halt. Now he's back at it again, until it rains again possibly today or tomorrow. I've got my new veggie garden area staked out and have nuked the grass growing there. Waiting for the death of said grass before I can rototill up the plot and get is all planted. I also nuked some weeds in the flower beds. Taking the easy road. Sooner or later I'm going to have to actually go out there and get down on my knees and do some digging and pulling.

Work is sporadic, depending on the weather. I have just enough to keep me busy… oh… for about half a day. Then I'm off to do other things. You know, like contemplate my garden. Contemplate being the operative word.

My mother has been doing well. She's started going to the local senior center and is doing exercises there and eating  a nice lunch two or three times a week. She's still befuddled by her finances, but I try and go down to see here every week or so and help out. We finally went to a lawyer to try and figure out what is going on with the life insurance company. They're being assholes. I do not say that lightly. They tried to pay off on my dad's policy, but didn't pay the accidental death portion. No clue why. It states on the death certificate that it was caused by a 'ground level fall'… and as Hubs has said, "He didn't throw himself down on the garage floor on purpose." The bad thing is, they won't TELL us why they won't pay. So, we bring in the lawyer and see where that gets us.

My daughter isn't doing as well. They've been changing her meds again and starting this week she's on another new one. She's not been hospitalized again, but has been home for a couple of months and says although she's not actively thinking of suicide she's been having dreams of it. Her husband has been home with her and keeping a close eye on her. She tells me they're trying this other medicine for a month and if no improvement then they'll be considering the ECT treatments again as well as continuing a maintenace plan of ECT treatments. As well as they worked for her, I'm really disappointed they didn't help her for very long.

Everyone else in the family is well and I'm very glad of that. My 'baby' turned 26 on Sunday and we took a cake to the racetrack on Saturday night to share with all his race buddies. Sunday the kids and their spouses came over and we had dinner and a nice visit. It was warm enough to sit out on the deck and *surprise* the neighbor was not shooting his guns. Is hard to believe the youngest one of the family is so old. I mean, I'm not getting any older… right?

Today I've got an appointment with a dermatologist. I've never ever seen one, but guess there are always firsts. I'm extremely fair skinned and over the years have had my share of bad sunburns. Especially as a kid. A few years ago I had a spot taken off my back that they then said was "pre-cancerous"… and although I have lots of freckles and a few moles, their fairly light. Well, I have had a mole on my arm that seems to want to be a bigger odd-shaped thing and has decided to grow. I figure it is worth it to get it checked out. The worst it will be is a false alarm, but don't want to risk it. I want to be around a long time. I'll let you know what I find.

So… that's about the wrap up for now. Anything new in your world I should know about?