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Published on December 31 2007

Before I toddle off to bring in the NewYear driving a humongous stationary piece of machinery (and, incidentally, to enjoy a Prime Rib potluck dinner at said place of employment!), I want to wish everyone the happiest of New Years. What a year of change it's been.... May 2008 be even better than 2007!! Crabby hopes it will be, too.....

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Published on December 22 2007

Whatever. I never was really sure what a "yore" was anyway. Some kind of Christmas thing. I've always been fascinated at the things people choose to post on the 'net. From family photos on Flickr to diaries to academic papers to music to videos on YouTube, there is always something out there to completely blow an afternoon on. Here's a great way to take a little Christmas trip back in time. Welcome to WishbookWeb.com
The vintage Christmas catalog archive project and home.
I remember --- well, most of the time I can remember, anyway --- the day the Wishbook arrived. I could spend hours thumbing through it and "wishing". And now those days have come again....check out the 1971 catalog, especially. That was around my greatest wishbook days. typewritersAnd then I found it.... the thing I drooled over. The gift which I was sure would take me to the heights of literary stardom. Okay, I was 10 years old, lol. Ten year olds are allowed big dreams. I didn't get the red typewriter, as I recall; although I *do* remember using a real typewriter around that time. I think the folks may have borrowed one for me somewhere. I still haven't written The Great American Novel that I dreamed of when I was 10 years old, though. barbiesContinuing to flip through the pages, I came across this. Oh my. I had this Barbie. I remember clearly the purple vest over the orange leotard, and thinking that it was the. coolest. outfit. ever., marred only by those dorky silver boots. If I remember right, this Barbie was jointed at the waist, so that it sorta looked like she danced when you shook her stand. She was *so* hip to my 10 year old mind. K. So who ever said I had good fashion sense?? tonkas Continuing on..... KB, this one's for YOU. I truly believe you had every toy on this page. Every last one, as well as all of the Matchbox cars needed for the commute to the sandbox construction site. Remember the Tonkas?? Christmas shopping was so much easier back then, lol. UPDATE: I have been informed by a reliable source that my doll was NOT a "Barbie", but instead was a "PJ". What does PJ stand for, I wonder?

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Published on October 27 2007

In which Rudy decides that being dressed as the Rock Lobster for Halloween isn't what he signed up for when he chose to live with us grace this house with his presence....
 
 
And here I am, trying to write a midterm with 3 bajillion little trickortreaters running around outside....

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Published on October 24 2007

Received a little text message on my phone yesterday morning:
Hi Laurie we are at cape kennedy watching the space shuttle launch VIP STYLE!
To which I replied, only *somewhat* grumpily:
go ahead, RUB it in! I am at WORK! :-P
Later, at 10:58 am local, the phone beeped again:
5.4.3.2.1 WOOHOOOOOOO
Brothers.... [deep sigh]. I'm *still* older than you, nyah, nyah, nyah......

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Published on September 21 2007

Rudy tells me exactly what he thinks of me for having certain of his body parts removed, fore and aft:
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I'm hoping he'll talk to me again when his paws and his.... ahem.... are all healed up. Right now, he's ignoring me mightily, refusing to even play with his beloved catnip mouse.

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Published on September 8 2007

What a trip!! We had a great time--my poor repeatedly sun-and-wind-burned nose may never recover. Day One was great. It was my first time riding long-distance in a large group, so I was a little nervous. I didn't want to fall back and miss a stoplight, nor did I want to run up anybody's tailpipe. The crew put me in the middle to keep an eye on me, and once I got used to our staggered formation, I had a great time. The weather was warm, there was little or no road construction, I didn't have to worry about routes or map-reading, so I could just kick back and enjoy the ride. We did about 400 miles that day, over to Lake Michigan, up the western coast from Marinette, across to Escanaba and Manistique, then on up through a beautifully new-paved road past Tahquanemon Falls to a little town called Paradise. (Yes, there were many jokes about "how long til we reached Paradise". Sigh.) The motley crew in Paradise, minus one taking the picture and one who was wandering around someplace:
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As I said, the riding was great on Day One, as was the beer-drinking around the campfire, listening to Lake Superior a few yards away. In fact, we had so much fun that the motel owner had to come out and tell us to pipe down our raucous laughter. Ooops. Such a rebel biker gang we are, eh? The riding may have been great on Day One, but Day Two was another story.
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Yes, Precious (the soggy blue Harley submarine in the foreground) got a bath. As did the other five bikes and all of their passengers. Repeatedly. We figured we got completely soaked and dried at least three different times that day. You will hopefully not ever see photos of me in my el cheapo rainsuit-- not only because it's *white* and makes me look like the Michelin Man but also because I absolutely refused to let anyone within camera range. Not to mention, it didn't work too well keeping me dry, lol. There's just something... refreshing ... about ice water running down gas tanks at 60mph to puddle in the area where the posterior meets the leather. We only managed a couple hundred miles that day due to the many stops under whatever awnings we could find. We did manage to go out to Whitefish Point to check out the lighthouse and shipwreck museum. We saw this there, and yes-- the museum played that song. I didn't even get my camera out of its little waterproof bag, since everything at the lighthouse and museum was hidden by the low clouds and downpour, so sorry no pics there. At any rate, the hot shower at the end of the day made all the sogginess worthwhile, although I think my boots might dry out sometime in 2009. Maybe. Day Three, although it dawned cold (and early, due to my room's previous occupant resetting the clock to TWO HOURS EARLIER than the correct time), was another great riding day. Thankfully, all my clothes which hung over the heater all night had dried enough to keep me warm through the morning. We left Marquette and took the slow scenic route back home. I need to have more fun like this. But after waking up at FOUR AM, first I'm going to go take a nap.

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Published on July 31 2007

I forsee my water bill going through the roof......
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Now if I can just teach him to turn the faucet OFF when he's finished.....

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Published on July 13 2007

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Published on June 22 2007

Rudy was ill over the weekend, sneezing, coughing, sleepy and listless -- not a kitten at all, more like a furry little ball of snot. The sneezing wouldn't have been so bad, except that kittens don't cover their mouths when they sneeze. Yeah, it was like that. Ewwwwwww... So, Monday we headed off to the vet. I was worried when the vet told me to leave him in his cat carrier in the car until they could clear the area of all other animals-- apparently they were concerned that he might have feline leukemia, which is highly contagious and incurable. After the exam (he was not happy about getting his temperature taken) and blood tests (nor was he pleased about the blood draw), leukemia was ruled out-- he has a minor "respiratory virus". A cat cold. Did you know there is no such thing as "co-pay" at the vet's? Amazing how I can spend more on my pet's doctor than I do on my own, lol. So, we now are dosing the little darling with antibiotics twice a day. It's a real treat to try to hold a squirming kitten to shoot an eyedropperfull of white liquid down his throat. I figure with the amount he has to lick off himself when we're finished, he must be getting the correct dose. Anyway, he is now feeling *much* better. In fact, he plays now. And plays. And plays. ALL NIGHT LONG. I lie in bed, listening to the little monster race around the house, scattering rugs and everything else in his wake. My closet curtains have been pulled down 3948477248 times since Tuesday, and he is now eyeing up my bedroom sheers.
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The kitchen floor is covered in kitty litter since it seems to be great fun to dig like a badger in there. The phrase "Stop that, you little s**t!" has been used far too many times this week. My legs are covered in scratches from where he decided that Laurie is a perfectly good climbing toy--and I have to wait two months before the de-clawing. He can't sleep unless it is on my pillow, not merely next to it (which is a real thrill, since he still doesn't cover his mouth when he sneezes). I am completely unable to type on this laptop without his "help"-- he sees the letters appearing on the screen and tries to chase them. The antibiotics or the worming meds gave him the worst case of gas I ever thought it possible for a cat to have. I heard a crash in the living room this morning, and found him batting at the string on the shade--he wanted the shades down, obviously. I have learned to keep the lid down on the toilet, since he has gone swimming twice now. It's like having a toddler in the house again. But damn. Isn't he just unbearably cute?
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Published on June 12 2007

Rudy He's kinda cute when he first wakes up in the morning, I gotta admit.

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