To Blog or Day 5 of Back to Blogging

Today is the last day for SITS and Back to Blogging because of which I will win Thelma and Louise - the washer and dryer from Standards of Excellence, Westar Kitchen and Bath, and Florida Builder Appliances

Today: What blogging means to me.

I blog so that I can be myself.

Everyone has a public side to them and a private side to them. Or at least they have a bit of censoring involved in their every day lives.

Obviously I can be myself all I want with Bean, and with a few of my friends. But for the most part everyone sees me as pretty sensible and for the most part normal. They don't know that I argue with myself talk to myself or that sometimes I have mild hallucinations or that I get crazy ass ideas stuck in my head.

So I love that here I can let loose everything.

For Love of Maude or Back to Blogging Day 4

By now, you've got to know Thelma and Louise - the washer and dryer that will hopefully be brought to me by Standards of Excellence, Westar Kitchen and Bath, and Florida Builder Appliances because of the wonderful blog SITS and Back to Blogging.

Today: A new post about a woman who inspires me.

This is actually really hard, because I have alot of wonderful strong women in my world.

But if I have to pick just one, I'd have to go with Maude, my son's biological grandmother.

Maude is so special to me. Her son and I have not always gotten along very well, but she has made it a point to always make our relationship separate from that.

And even though she absolutely didn't have to, she treats my daughter like her granddaughter, so consequently, she is.

She's also the strongest woman I know.

She's been through hell and back many times over and she just keeps on. She may rage about it, or cry, but she never gives up.

Maude is one of the kindest and gentlest people I know, but she also doesn't take shit from anyone. And while she knows how to hold her tongue, if she cares about you then she doesn't - so I always know that she means what she says and says what she means.

I have never asked her for something that she hasn't come through on. There are not words to describe how much I love that woman. And other than my kids, I have no idea what she gets out of our relationship.

There could never be a higher compliment in my mind than to have someone tell me I'm like her.

Good Night This Title RAWK'd or Back to Blogging Day 3

Here's another view of Thelma and Louise - my new washer and dryer from Standards of Excellence, Westar Kitchen and Bath, and Florida Builder Appliances.

Ok, maybe they'll be my new washer and dryer. If I'm a good girl and do what SITS tells me with these post prompts.

Today: A post with a title I'm particularly proud of.

I actually love this post. Alot.

This really is how my world goes, and is almost a word for word recreation of an evening with Bean. It's from February 12, 2010.

And the title RAWK'd my socks off.

The Canada/Nepal Theory and The Winter Olympics or maybe The Things Bean and I Fight About

So tonight Bean decided that my plans of catching up on "The Vampire Diaries" were off and we were going to watch the Opening Ceremonies of the Winter Olympics. And so I thought:

Alright, that's cool, I like the Olympics, right??

Plus he's been working, and it's cold, and all I really cared about was sharing body heat.

Wow. The Opening Ceremonies are boring. So he started talking about some South Park something where they thought that Canada was secretly evil, but I disagree.

Me: I don't think that Canada has to be secretly evil, because nobody cares about Canada because it's so close to the United States and they're all busy hating us.

Bean: ??

Me: I mean it's like Nepal, it could be like Utopia or something, and nobody would care because it's so close to China that nobody would care because everybody's all worried about China being all mean and bad and stuff.

Bean: Honey, some people really think Nepal, IS great.

Me: Well yeah, but I'm saying that it could only rain at night and be the perfect temperature and have no unemployment and no starving people and everybody could be all happy - and nobody on a GLOBAL scale would care because of China.

Bean: Ok.....

Me: I like this theory. We can call it the Canada/Nepal Theory.

Bean: You can call it the Canada/Nepal Theory. It's your theory.

Me: You mean you don't support me?!?!

Bean: I didn't say that, but it's your theory.

So then we were bored for a little bit longer and then somehow we got around to how it's snowing everywhere but Canada (where everyone is evil), so they had to make the snow. So I had this brilliant idea that if you can make snow, then WE can have the Winter Olympics in Houston. Bean didn't think I was brilliant.

Me: So if the evil Canadians can make snow, then so can we - WE should have the Winter Olympics here!!

Bean: That's never going to happen.

Me: Why not??

Bean: Because it has to be cold.

Me: It's freaking freezing outside!!

Bean: And there has to be snow.

Me: But we can make it.

Bean: And you have to petition to have the Olympics in your city and it costs money and then you have to build a stadium...

Me: But we have LOTS of stadiums, we can just use one of those.

Bean: Ok, then we have to petition the NFL or whoever to use their stadium.

Me: Well that's no problem, they'll say yes.

Bean: It will never happen.

Me: I haven't heard a single good reason yet.

Bean: There are no mountains. What are you going to do, give the hill country Viagra??

Me: No!! (what a ridiculous idea - I mean really..)

Me: We'll make them. I mean they just have to go down them, right??

I Wish You'd Been There or Back to Blogging Day 2

Onto Day 2 of Back to Blogging..

Where I will win Thelma and Louise because I'm fantastic and Standards of Excellence, Westar Kitchen and Bath, and Florida Builder Appliances are all my facebook friends. And we all know that facebook friends are tight.

Anyway - The whole idea is brought to you by SITS and I'm loving these post prompts.

Today: A post I wish more people had read.

This one is from February 6, 2010:

I am totally going to die. You should absolutely not come have lunch with me or bring me flowers or visit me at work for any reason whatsoever. Really. Because someone left these really creepy barrels of something out in our parking lot.



I should now mention that our parking lot is right off a major freeway and so it's kind of a pain to get to so noone would think to themselves,


"Gee what a nifty place to store my creepy barrels!"


Oh, and we're also in just about the ghettoest place you can be in Houston without actually being in one of the wards and noone has stolen them, so they are too creepy even for the creeps.. Yeah.





Plus since all the really awesome people on the ship channel work in my building, it would be an fantastic terrorist target..


But I don't think that a terrorist put them there, I think that the creepy ex employee who came to work on his last day looking like he had a bomb strapped to his chest is the one who put them there..


He SAYS that it was a karate gui under his sweater, but I think he was just happy to see me..

Anyway.. I'm totally going to email these pictures to the over-achieving safety chic and tell her we have an F.B.I. and she should investigate it, and possibly call the other FBI, because those barrels could explode at any minute.


Mostly, I like this post because it's so very me to freak out about something like barrels. And I actually made a powerpoint presentation about these fishy barrels. Plus I like that I have actual pictures, which doesn't happen too often.

Back to Blogging

I found this on The Scoop on Poop.. And while I did actually have posts set up for this week, I'm scooting them on over and doing these, partially because they're cool, and partially because Thelma and Louise are fucking sweet and I want them.
See??


Gorgeous, huh?? All thanks to Standards of Excellence, Westar Kitchen and Bath, and Florida Builder Appliances. They need to be in my house, don't you think??

Anyway - It's this whole thing from SITS to help people who have been slacking in their blogging to get back in the game called Back to Blogging (yeah, I know, you probably already figured that out). It's excellent, and there's these post prompts, which I love.

Today - My first post ever:


My first post ever was on January 19, 2010, and I do have to say, it kindof sucked:

Once upon a time my father used to sing to me the song "Jennifer Juniper".

Jennifer Juniper rides a dappled mare

Jennifer Juniper lilacs in her hair

I've never heard anyone else sing the song to know if his version was the right tune, and to the best of my knowledge that's not even the chorus, but to a five year old little girl, having a song named after her is the best feeling in the world, and not one that the correct version could possibly better.

Now I know that the song was obviously not named after me.. But part of me still hums that little portion of it to my father's tune and smiles.. Perhaps I was named after the song.

See?? I'm WAY more entertaining now.

So, I'm loving that another option here was to rewrite my first post..

How about this??

Do you have any idea how many "Jennifers" there are?? Yeah, me neither. And growing up I had a last name only slightly less popular than "Smith".

But, my father (who I'm convinced had some kind of split-personality disorder since about half of the time he was sweet as all get out and half the time he made the devil look meek) used to sing me this song in a moderately horrible voice:

Jennifer Juniper rides a dappled mare

Jennifer Juniper lilacs in her hair

And when you're a little girl and your dad is singing you a song with your name in it, you really kind of believe that it's all about you.

But mostly, I'm "Jennifer Juniper" because I need a blog where I can let my crazy out - and where noone that I actually know can find me. And everybody knows that anybody who puts flowers in her hair is just a little bit crazy.

See?? Much better.