i am not alone which means there ARE OTHERS LIKE ME

i found the ear wax mecca.

i had no idea that i wasn’t the ONLY PERSON that had previously thought of this.

(fallen angel, this was in your absence, and YES i really made it AND used it. see what happens without your supervision?)

this one is much more attractive than mine, but i bet it isn’t as powerful. for $9.98!

this one is pretty, but something about it reminds me of um like you know. a two-ton heavy thing. (somebody PLEASE guess that!)

this one is by far my favorite so far.

IT HAS A VIEWFINDER!!!!!!!!!!

based on my research, the japanese seem to want to have wax free ears too. or, perhaps they too have small ear canals. what is the phenomenon?!

i’ve been begging my doctor for a way for me to see what he’s doing. on my visit last week he explained it in a way that if he gets one, everyone in the “doctoring group” will want one and they can’t be buying these for everyone (it’s a big doctoring group).

he did say he could buy it himself for around $10k. i suggested he do that and i can tell he’s tempted. this is why i love him. he’s not just “humoring” me, he understands MY NEED TO SEE the wax.

a flower test

i found a neat garden blog site with a flower test. apparently i am a pollyanna but keep that on the down-low how about it?

something about the name of this blog….

This Garden Is Illegal

“When your friends think smile, they think of you. There is not a day that goes by that you can’t find something good about the world and your fellow human.”

I am a Sunflower What Flower Are You?

makes me heart feel glad

purple fluffies with a squidward nose sprouting out.

(purple fluffies is not the “real” name, but if you’ve been here before you’ll know i can’t remember plant/flower names too well.)

budding lantanas. lantanas are such a great subject to take photos of. i wish i was a lantana.

shortly after this photo was taken, the tick was murdered.

more purple fluffies.

a few more here if you are interested.

flood waters in ireland

my good friend, jim bobway sent this in an email with the caption:
This “award-winning” photograph of the recent flood waters rising in Ireland captures the horror and suffering there.

these are my people.

the irish, that is.

driving me crazy **w/ update

** my husband is a regular reader of my blog and i very rarely complain about him here.  i usually save it all for him and i talk REALLY loud so he can be sure and hear me.

on movies:

• my husband has seen the movie, “the dukes of hazzard” at least 342 times. he claims it’s the car he enjoys.

• the second movie he watches over and over is, armaggedeon. HE EVEN RENTED IT. he was put on movie restriction after that for a long time.

this one will most likely send me to the crazy house. he is supposedly teaching the dog how to fetch. she isn’t much on the whole fetch thing, she wants you to chase her for the toy. we are trying to “break” her of this bad habit.

this is what happens EVERY SINGLE NIGHT.

• dog brings frisbee to the dad.

• dad goes outside to throw frisbee for dog.

• after dad throws it, he turns and walks back inside of the house and sits down.

• two seconds later, dog comes through the door with frisbee in mouth leaving door open.

• the dad goes back outside, throws frisbee once more then comes inside and sits back down.

• dog walks through the door two seconds later with frisbee in mouth, dad gets up goes outside again to throw it. it goes on and on and on.

his logic in this is that he is teaching the dog to bring him the frisbee back (aka “fetch”) by her walking through the door to bring it back. can i just tell you that it ISN’T WORKING?!

when i begin to explain how it’s driving me crazy, he laughs. and laughs, and laughs. and laughs.

could it be?

he’s doing this ON PURPOSE?

he’s much worse than passive aggressive. whatever that label is, i can not know. perhaps the boo hag has one of those fancy schoolin’ words for it?