I'M A NIGHT-OWL.... UNFORTUNATELY
Do I enjoy staying up late? Nope, not since my days or shall I say nights of partying until dawn with my friends. I have become a Night-Owl. Not by choice though. It seems those couple of hours after everyone has gone to bed are often more productive than the entire day.I'd love a good nights sleep. I can't remember the last time I was asleep before midnight. I'd love to sleep in one morning. I can't say my early rise is the fault of my family. Usually it is my bladders fault.... or Friday's bladder. The dog loves me and often refuses to get out of bed until I am up. She rarely will go outside for anyone else. Yet she finds no problem with pawing at me until I

LENOX HOLIDAY GIVEAWAY
I love the holidays. It is my absolute favorite time of the year. The decorating, the baking, the entertaining, the memories created with family and friends. I can't get enough of it all.I get giddy thinking up new home decorating ideas. Trying a new recipe gives me a thrill. I am always finding new items to add to my snowman and snowflake collection. I get excited walking through a store and seeing the rounded belly of a new snow friend sticking out to greet me. I'm one of those odd people who enjoys cooking and entertaining. I love it really. It relaxes me. It's like therapy for me, but cheaper. Our house has become the gathering place for all these festive occasions and

I'VE BEEN STABBED!
or....WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT FOR?or....WHY MEN SHOULDN'T PLAY WITH SHARP OBJECTSAny of these titles would do for this post. Shopping alone late at night can be dangerous. Even stopping on the wrong side of town. Maybe a little Road Rage scare from time to time. Never in my life did I think I would be stabbed over homework though!Let me set the stage for you: Dakota was having an easy night in the homework department. Compared to the recent homework overload it was a walk in the park. I think we were all a little giddy.I a

HAPPY HUMP DAY
Happy Hump Day Everyone! Here is my weekly post to make you smile, chuckle, giggle or laugh 'til you pee your pants. Ready? Ok, here goes.....TO THE ENDAfter an examination, the doctor sighed and said, 'I've got some bad news. You have cancer, and you'd best put your affairs in order.' The woman was shocked, but managed to compose herself and walk into the waiting room where her daughter had been waiting.'Well, daughter, we women celebrate when things are good, and we celebrate when things don't go so well. In this case, things aren't well. I have cancer. So, let's head to the club and have a martini.'After 3 or 4

MAFIA HITS & FOOT FETISHES
As a child I was tormented with bad feet, clumsy walking, and numerous other foot problems. I seem to have the worst luck when it comes to my walking apparatuses. Once I was walking down the stairs dragging my feet and the carpet snagged my toenail and ripped it off. I even nailed my foot to a 2x4 before too. I stepped down not noticing a huge nail sticking up. The nail went straight through my sandal and into the bottom of my foot. I have had multiple pieces of furniture dropped on my feet too. Forget the torturous heels and painfully tight shoes. I was constantly stubbing toes, stepping of glass, getting poked by stickers, bumps, bruises, and bites galore.One of my more f