Well, the dirty deed is finally done.
Well, mostly done -
Yes, The Official Website ~ Believable Balderdash ~ is up and running!
Quick, run over and tell me know what you think! Not too shabby, huh?
I've added new designs and new Balderdash items ~ check out Miss Hot Flash Harriet!
Please remember to bookmark it and tell your family and friends -
(after all ~ someone has to support my beading habit!...)
Be sure to sign the guestbook too!!
has been issued:
missing: one slomotionlife
last seen: February 16, 2005 - after partaking in a nostalgia garage cleaning activity.
description: pretty, petite, sesquipedalian, photo taking, web designing lady of the blog.
if anyone has any clues to her whereabouts - please give out a shout...
So the taskmaster, Sir John Scalzihead , now wants to see pictures of our desk - what
a co-inkadink that it was almost this time last year that we started the Official Desktop Tour -
does anyone remember?
for those of you who want to take a little stroll down memory lane - click here.
As for the above pic - my desk still looks pretty much as it did then - with only a few more additions of paper strewn about, so I'm submitting the same..
I will, however, elaborate for you -
The desk is an old, solid butcher block style oak kitchen table - heavy as sh...well, it's just heavy okay, trust me. It may not be chic, but hey, it works..
The bureau to the left, is recycled baby furniture -
The computer is by Dell - it's black, it's square, and not nearly as friendly as my old Mac Performa 550...
The lamp, to the right, is genuine imitation Tiffany - from the dungeon and dragonfly era.
The oil painting is a $35. flea market find of good ol Manayunk and it's accompanying Schukyll expressway (a Philly favorite for those in the know..and I still don't know if I spelled it correctly after all these years..)
The books on the desk are varied and sundry - dictionaries, quotations, thesaurus, but most treasured is a book I stole from my catholic high school typing class - entitled "20,000 Words Spelled and Divided for Quick Reference"- Seventh Edition, Leslie. Oh yes, I risked getting a demerit for it - I'm dangerous like that doncha know..
There's an old "mod" phone - white and wavy - way cool.
Ooh, and look - there's the HP 2410 photosmart printer, copier, scanner, faxer, toast making, dust collector - (actually, it's a great printer..)
And sitting there - a scented gingerlily candle, a pile of paper crap, a recycled planter, now pen container, (again - from the kids baby days...sigh)
Next to the Dell - an antique ceramic dish that is still holding .79 cents, a retractable tape measure, some post-it notes, a band-aid, two crystal trinket things, two one cent stamps, a rubber band, a broken plastic clippy thing, and a chinese fortune cookie paper - that says...wait, let me read - "The world is always ready to receive talent with open arms." (aaah...nice!),
and a layer of eww..dust, I see...(brushing that off...) And why on earth am I keeping these things?....
and there you have it. The Official Floralilian Desktop - where the Queen of Flimflammery sits and peers into the interwebby world of you..
and you...
and you.
waving...
your turn...
So I was shopping for a new island the other day, and came across this nifty little site and - I just kan't de-cide, which, when, or what country I should buy - er, I mean, build dahling...
Those darn crazy Arabs are at it again - trying to find new ways to spend their money - come, look - see for yourself - "pick an island, any island..see The World."
sigh - must be a hard life, spending millions, upon millions for their own personal pleasure.
so, which country would you, if you could, not that you can, either.... buy?
okay, I got this from michael, who got this from patrick, who got it from, maybe paul, who got it from scalzihead...I don't rightly know...
the challenge - post ten things you've done that no one else has done...
compared to others - man, my life is tame....(I know, you're surprised, aincha.)
1. I managed to make a man laugh, even as his intestines were falling to the floor. (he eviscerated after surgery...)
2. I gave birth to three babies ~ au natural...
3. I did a cartwheel on snowskies - okay, I didn't plan to do that. And my thumb broke in three places as a result..
4. I got snake whipped by a nylon tow line that broke while towing a stranded boater. I had welts for days, and then bruises where the welts had been...ouch.
5. I've resusitated a dying baby.
6. I've mixed and poured a ton and a half of concrete footings ~ by hand...
7. I enjoyed a glass of iced tea with my childhood idol, Sally Starr, at the height of her career, and my idoldom (is that a word?)
8. I started a fashion trend in my high school by adding an extra ear piercing with a sewing needle and ice cube. (needless to say, the nuns were furious.)
9. I've swam with a hundred or more stingrays. (they're like big labrador puppies)
10. I've landed a 12 ft. hammerhead shark. (Okay, maybe it was closer to a 4 ft sandshark...but still, it almost pulled me overboard and sure felt like a 12 ft hammerhead.)
your turn -
Your Photo Challenge: Take a picture out of a window of your house. Describe what you see.
location: from the kitchen
the description: "I see dead people."
Ah yes, another month, and so of course, another snowstorm.
Yep - Good ol' Mother Nature up to her old antics again. Trying her darndest to pick off yet another member of this family....me. (I'm kidding.)
Even still, life is good; Snowy, but still good.
Really good, in fact.
Thanks to all who stopped by and left their warm wishes, kind words, and prayers- they really are much appreciated. I passed them on to the ol' stented bullet dodger, aka: my beloved husband of 25 years - who smiles and is amazed at the generosity of you crazy cats in j-land.
To update, he is doing really well, and home resting these last few days. He did go back to work for a little yesterday, and found that the jobsite and the world are holding their own just fine without him, (imagine that..) and so he decided to take the day off today and just enjoy the rest, the fresh snowfall, a big bowl of homemade soup, and a couple of old Bugs Bunny movies. (What.)
While he was busy doing that, the son and myself tackled the job of shoveling the old homestead out from under 6 plus inches of fresh fallen snow this morning. Bud tried to come out and help - and of course, we just duct taped him to the big old easy chair, propped his feet up, and handed him the remote.
It was terribly frustrating for him, I'm sure.
No, really.
I know I don't often share much personal information here, mostly because... well - because it's personal. Personal and mostly boring - for you. For me though, it's boring in the most interesting ways. To both of us actually - for we've stuck together for some 25 years, through the thick and the thin, the sickness and the health, the rich and the poor. We managed to raised three beautiful and wonderful kids, we grew up together, we fought together, we made memories together, we've built castles, and we've dreamt dreams of every delight. We've even managed to realize a few of them. We still look to the next hour, the next day, the next year. For there is still a lot left to do, eh?
But today, lucky you - I've decided to let you peek into my boring interesting life just this once. I promise not to make a regular habit of it.
I do have a rather large alter ego to keep up here, remember. Ask Albert.
So my husband gave me a little advice this morning, as I was pulling on my gloves and reaching for the snow shovel - "Just take it easy now babe - don't worry if you don't get it all done...I can help a little you know - "
"Oh really? No, really you can't...not today." I said, as I pushed him back into the house.
His face said it all - looking a little worried, and a little frustrated all at the same time..
Bud is used to being very active. Historically, he is the first one out the door in the morning clearing the snow, scraping the ice, warming the cars, salting the walks, filling the gas tanks, turning our cars around so they face out of the driveway, getting us coffee, or breakfast, or the morning newspaper. You know, crazy selfless acts like that - that always leave me looking at him curiously.. like - what planet did you come from...
By his nature he is a very warm, caring, and generous man - who loves us wholly and cares for us deeply in the most simple and complicated ways. I am lucky to have him.
And I love him enormously.
So, I am happy to report that the snow has stopped, and with the help of my son, the shoveling got done with only a few minor back pains - and here is the difference between how men and woman shovel -
men, get the job done, whereas women, of course,
manage to turn it into a craft project....
