Happy Lunch Hour

I went to lunch today and was blessed with "blasts from the pasts" ! AND, we all know how I like to catch up with old friends.

My friends Mandy and Brandon Roth were at the tanning salon. I worked for their family at Meadowlark for a little over six years...and I do miss alot of the people that still work there.

Anyway, I had the cute little lady at the tanning place snap this picture of us. I told Mandy to try and look "chubby" as she is the most regal, tall, elegant, slim woman. Well, as you can see the regal and slim shined through and the chubby just isn't there. Her darling, and may I emphasize darling husband Brandon is a great buddy of mine. He has the most brilliant green eyes and I forget how darned good looking he is until I see him again.

Tootles

Thankful !

Hope you all had a fantastic holiday. I sure did....minus seeing family.

I am at Doug and Polly's house right now visiting Josie Greenwalt-Poindexter (I call Josie that because in actuality, she loves Doug more than Polly) while blogging. DON'T FRET DOUG, I will close the office door.

It's still cold here. Bank said 18 degrees, but if sure felt colder. I was dreading driving all the way to the West End of Billings on "BLACK FRIDAY" but the traffic was nothing...absolutely dead. Maybe everyone is still shopping !

Bobby Knight made the most delicious turkey ever. Sorry to both of my lovely Grandmothers and my angelic mother...but he whooped you guys hands down. The wings just fell off the bird and even the breast was juicy, juicy, juicy ! The stuffing, sublime...the potatoes, perfection...rolls, warm and buttery !! Something just hit me...I think Bobby Knight might be gay. Uh, never mind ;)

Well, I must get. Josie is needing some attention. I can tell because her tail has pretty much bruised the lower part of my leg. If anyone has spent time with Josie, you will know EXACTLY what I am talking about.

Happy Thanksgiving All !!

I am outta here !

Gobble Gobble.

Here's a nice picture of Duncan's butt for your enjoyment.

Winter

Winter has arrived. I am seeing some little snowflakes falling, but they aren't sticking AND it's chilly !

Bobby Knight got the Christmas lights up in our house. It look festive and with this white stuff coming down, it will look even better tonight.

I am posting this darling picture of Fizzgig Amelia. She was sitting on the coffee table today just staring out the window. She has the most beautiful colored eyes. They are like little sapphires.

Too bad they are so crossed....I swear, there are times I get a little dizzy looking at her.

My family will recognize the ugliest lamps in America (on the end table). They were in my Grandpa's bedroom for my entire life. They are uglier than hell. After my Grandpa's death Kelly took them for a while....but then passed them on down to little sis !

The flowers are from Bobby Knight. Orange is my favorite color....and he remembered.

Anyhooooo, I must go. Love and kisses to ya'll. (I am going to start saying that just because I know my friend Sally Bromenshenk will laugh her tushy off every time !)

A STAR IS BORN !

My cute cat, Duncan Tyrone will be in the Billings Gazette on December 1st in the "Living" section. Ya'll (Sally Bromenshenk, did I just say ya'll ?) can look at it on the internet also. Billingsgazette.com

The CHAOS of my employment is finally settling down. I never thought I would say this, but I actually really like the sound of a phone ringing and talking to stinky truck drivers all day.

And I got a brand new everything....computer, desk, sticky notes, and pens. I don't know if most of you know that my addiction to pens is (DANG, good thing I put a space between "pen" and "is" or I would have typed penis) prevalent ! I must have 300 writing pens and I find myself stealing more....from resturants and such.

I think somebody must have dropped me on my head once or twice when I was little. It was probably Polly...that's why she is so nice to me now. Guilt....

I am posting a picture of me in front of "crime scene" tape at my office last Wednesday. The fireman and cops thought I was a quack for using the arson as a photo op, but I don't see fires everyday....they do !!

I will end with a joke...and I will switch it up a little in honor of the BIG Cat vs. Griz game this weekend !!

How can you tell if a guy from Missoula has a girlfriend??

There are spit stains on BOTH side of his pick up !!

This SUCKS !

I feel lost...no desk, no computer, no phone. I have a damn pencil and a yellow legal pad. (I hate legal pads, I much prefer steno pads) Don't get me wrong, I am thankful to still have a job BUT if I ever catch the little prick that torched our office....well, he won't leave with all his appendages. GUARANTEED !!


The worst part of the thing is the smell. I can handle "wood" smoke, but this smells like a burnt tire and it has permeated every last thing in the office. We had to throw out beautiful furniture as the restoration people said we would never get the smell out. (Mmmm....I have had a few boyfriends like that ;)

Okay, I have vented long enough. I should be back on track and WITTY AS HELL in no time ! Oh, speaking of witty...this is a classic.

So my room-mate Bobby Knight is a music freak. Early 70's music mostly, but will listen to anything (but my Waylon and Willie) for moments at a time. He is also quite the cook so we had to move a radio into the kitchen so he could listen to his tunes as he cooked. The other day we discovered we needed a new toaster (I think the one I had was from 1978) so I sent him to the store to purchase a new one.

He comes home smiling like he just hit the lottery. I say to him "What did you get?" and he relies "A toaster with a RADIO in it !!" I called bullshit, but no kidding....there it was a toaster with a radio in it.

Now here comes the classic line...Bobby says "Now, I can make toast while I jam !"
GET IT? Toast and Jam !!

He is still laughing about it.

Sorry folks.....

The office where I work (and blog) was hit by burglary and arson on Wednesday 11/7. It was/is awful. We are barely back up and running...but we will make it.


Thanks God no one was hurt. They started the fire about 3:00 or so (per the arson investigators) and it just smoldered until six am when my co-worker Joel discovered it.

I will be back on track in a week or so.

Mom 1 - P.D. 0

Did you see that comment posted by my mother...from 895 miles away? She is still kicking my butt ! I was totally kidding Mother, totally kidding. I blogged AFTER I had gotten off work.

But I'm on the clock now. What do think about that Mom?

Guess what, Lynne? Tonight I am going to run around the house with scissors. I think I may even have Lucky Charms for dinner (and eat all the marshmallows first). Then I am going to fry an egg with the handle of the frying pan STICKING out !! I might even let the cats eat off my plate and drink out of my water glass. I am going to refuse to say "please" and "thank you" for one whole day. And that old, old, old lady that always drives down Lake Elmo Drive with her turn signal on is going to get the BIG BIRD flipped at her !!

Wow, this being an "adult" is fun.

Dang !

Okay, this job of mine is really getting in the way of my blogging and I ain't none too happy about it. (My grandma Nonie would spank me for that last sentence)

Both my favorite Payton/Peyton's lost this weekend. My favorite Payton lost his "Rocky Bowl" with a final score of 6 - 2 ! Defensive battle. But you have to remember this kid is BY FAR the youngest kid on the team. He is going to be the next Michael Jordan / Tiger Woods / Vince Young. Very athletic young man and cuter than heck to boot.

We all know about my other Peyton's loss. That one had a little more media coverage !

Finally got cold this morning. Even a little tiny smattering of snow. I love winter, so it doesn't bother me a bit. Especially since I now have a garage...

I better get home to the cutest cats in the world. Duncan (uuugh) will have the house torn apart. I'll bet you he weighs 25 pounds and 20 of it is claws and attitude.

Fizzgig is more like me...mellow and quiet. (I like to end on a funny note !)

Just had a great big breakfast with Dad, Becky, Polly, Doug and I. We have done alot of eating this weekend AND I like it !

We went to IHOP this morning. Boy, if I had an extra 50 grand sitting around I would open up another IHOP in this booming town. We had to wait for a good 20 minutes...and we were LUCKY.

And, I just got to thinking...I had three pancakes with the pittance of butter they give you (milligrams, I am talking milligrams) and three sausage links. $8.99 ! That is a damn good profit margin ! How much does it cost to make a pancake? I remember the same box of Bisquick in cupboard for eons.

We said our goodbye's to Dad and Becky. Was very nice to spend some time with them.

Now, my lovely sister is going to torture me. My skin is so dry (winter arriving and these terrible psoriasis) that my face is falling off...literally. So Polly has the GENIUS idea of putting a facial mask on me.

I have a better idea...why don't we just scrub my whole body with a stiff wire brush and then I can take a quick bath in some rubbing alcohol....while playing with matches.

FULL HOUSE !

I absolutley assure you that this is going to be short as I am at Polly's house and she has the FUNKIEST keyboard imaginable. I have one of those ergonomic (sp) ones at work...and not to brag, but I can FLY on it. But this one of Polly's really messes with my mo-jo, so don't expect much.

Now my dad has sat down next to me...looking over my shoulder ! What do I write now? Maybe I will make him get one here and spread some of his knowledge/humor/wit/charm? Na, better not....that would take all day !

If he passed down one trait to me, it would have to be my handwriting. I always loved that when I was in high school as I would get extra credit from the teachers because they could read my assignments so clearly (when I remembered to turn them in). But in my adulthood it has become an annoyance almost...I don't know how many times I have been asked to address wedding invitations, make signs, etc. It's kinda like a bumper sticker I saw the other day that read:

YES, THIS IS MY TRUCK. NO, I WON'T HELP YOU MOVE !

I guess the ability to tell a good joke probably came from C.A also. He still has me whipped on that one though.

I scanned some "old" pictures into my computer...so be prepared for some laughs next week. Man, I was one ugly kid. Thanks for loving me through my SIXTEEN year gangly stage !

The picture attached today is after Polly's birthday dinner. Every looks fantasic, eh? I swear, I really have lost 45 pounds (thank the Lord for Giardia !!) but it sure doesn't show. Oh well...just more of me to LOVE !

Friday Funnies

Well, I don't really know how witty I will be but I have this "new" favorite joke that I will share (later on down in the blog....just so Mother can stop reading now if she wishes)!

What a lovely dinner we had last night for Polly's birthday. We (C.A. and Becky Poindexter, Polly Poindexter, Doug Greenwalt, Bobby Knight and myself) went to the Rib and Chop House which is damn near "torture" for me as I am not supposed to eat red meat. The food was excellent and the company even better.

Boy, did I make points with my friend Bobby Knight. He was a bit "nervous" about meeting the family (don't know why, as it's not like Bobby and I are planning a wedding or anything) but he is a little shy, so I could sympathize with his apprehension. He asked me twice why we were going to dinner and I reminded him TWICE that it was my sister's 48th birthday. After the introductions and ordering our dinner, I excused myself to use the restroom. (Geez, I would usually say I had pee but my mom is reading !! uuughhh) I guess the conversation at the dinner table "stalled" in my absence (huh?) so Bobby took the leap and said something along the lines of "So Polly, I hear you are celebrating your 48th birthday" and Polly said "Thank You Bob, but I am 47 today !" OOOPS...Polly AND Bobby were not too happy with me, but alas it did break the ice.

My dad's first comment to Bobby Knight was "You don't have a penchant for throwing folding chairs, do you?" It was a lame line, but he put that Poindexter twist on it and I must say...it was freaking funny !

I remember what I got for my 8th birthday. A blue Hoppity Horse and I Hippity Hoppitied on it for hours upon hours. How did Grandma Dorothy handle me? Probably just turned the volume up on "The Mike Douglas Show" and went on with her day.

BURKE...UNCLE BURKE...it finally hit me why you didn't much like me crawling all over you. I was/am irratating as hell. I was like a little gnat, huh?

I better tell my joke and get off here.

What did God say to the Indians a long, long time ago?

STAY RIGHT HERE AND DON'T DO A THING....I WILL BE RIGHT BACK !! ha !

Happy Birthday Polly P

Happy Birthday Dear Sister !

It's Polly's birthday. I was gonna put the number in there, but I really love her..so I won't. I can't believe we (meaning us girls) are getting MIDDLE-AGED.
That's freaking depressing, so I will go to a more joyful subject.

Dad and Becky arrived last night from Jackon, WY. They both look fantastic and I got to visit with them for a short time. We are going to the Rib and Chop house for a birthday celebration tonight. Mmmmmm....can't wait. Not much more than I love in this world besides good food, Frank Sinatra, black licorice, Fizzgig and Duncan, socks, my mom's pork roast, Dog the Bounty Hunter........okay, this is silly. I could go on forever.

Atleast my the list of things I hate are short: Tomatoes, okra, and Bob Dylan (for an extended period of time).

My new room mate has gotten me into some good music of late. I am now on a Neil Young kick.

My room-mate (Bobby Knight) look like a younger James Taylor sometims...and other times he looks JUST LIKE Robert DeNiro. I look at him with beady eyes and say "Are you tawking to me?" I laugh my head off...he thinks I am an idiot.

He might just be one of the smartest people I have ever encountered. He is a soft spoken man, so it took me a while to uncover his wealth of knowledge. He absolutely amazes me at times....just stuns me.

The journey towards my day begins.....Happy Birthday Sis !