Good intentions

So last week, I intended to take pictures and do a recipe tutorial of the shrimp alfredo I made for dinner ( all though now that I think on it, the only thing I use a recipe for is the alfredo sauce)
I intended to take pictures and do a tutorial of my loaded egg potato cakes (my invention, but again, no written down recipe. and I forgot to add salt half way through).
Then half way through both times I remembered a camera but figured I'd just do it next time. That is if our computer doesn't decide to croak before then. Its pretty old and REALLY slow, especially when it comes to trying to upload pictures onto it from a camera... So I do admit that half the reason of my reluctance to do it this time was because I just wasn't up to dealing with a bipolar computer and resisting the temptation to kick in the screen and toss it out the window. Cause when you spend 3 hours (true story) trying to upload pictures, only to have them all disappear into thin air, you aren't the most happy person at the end. So I figured my siblings wouldn't much appreciate me being in a bad mood. So sometime hopefully in the near future pictures will be added to this site. Just not today. Perhaps Thursday or Friday though. Cause my brothers and sisters and I have been dreaming up April Fools ideas, and there will be a camera present then:)

Yesterday we had a lovely church service. We did a ham give away. We have lots of low income housing around our church, and occasionally go give out bags of groceries and the like. In honor o Easter, it was ham, so at 9:45 in the morning, 66 hams were taken across the street and offered to the people living there. Its a great outreach, cause often times we are able to pray with the people and have heard awesome stories about both the givers and recipients.
I unfortunately was unable to help, as we were having trouble with our power point projection, as well as a new program I had to learn to run the power point for Sunday morning. So I now have running all of the slides for the pastor's sermon under my belt, cause his clicker wasn't working, and I had to do it all manually. There were a few mistakes, but I hadn't heard the sermon or anything previous to this, so I was mostly guessing when to change the slides.

Then yesterday afternoon me and my brother and sister went to our friend's birthday party. Played Apples to Apples, chatted, ate pizza, had cake, watched a movie... That type of thing.
And I'm really rambling right now, so I shall post again some other time!

Norman Rockwell

I'm a big fan of Norman Rockwell. My grandma has a huge book of his prints at her house, and every time we go over there its always is someones hands, with several people gathered around and leaning over whoever is holding it, just looking at the pictures. He was one of those amazing artists who painted realistic but humorous pictures depicted from life. I'm sure as I wrote more entries on here, you shall see many of his pictures pop up here and there. I was doing another google search today (I google everything. Even my own name. Sad, I know) and found some of my favorites from my grandma's book.
Such as:

These two football ones remind me of my youngest brother and his friends.
Faithfully, every time they're together they play football. And their skinny little
legs stick out of there baggy pants, just like these pictures:)

The run away. I love his little hobo sack. I'm betting it had
some PB&J, and a couple of apples in it.

You can just imagine the sour notes coming from those guys.
And the expressions on their faces our priceless.

This one, is probably my all time favorite. She looks so proud of her black eye.
No doubt she was fighting with some boy and came out on the winning end.
Reminds me of the major Tomboy that I was. I'd have rather been playing football
and baseball, and riding bikes and climbing trees
(and I did get into my own share of scuffles with the neighbor hood kids)
Than play with dolls and the like.

Look into the Past

I was at a hardware store yesterday, that sold many vintage looking metal posters. I love the 1940's , and rather than pay $22.50 for 12 by 8 replica, I figured that online was as good a source as any to find old posters. To print up and stuff. WWII was (and is) my very favorite era. So I thought maybe some old war bonds, victory garden, and recruiting signs would be great. I love how each of the signs are hand painted, and generally not photographs. unfortunately it seems that the times signs that were hand crafted, rather than computer processed and mass produced are over. Also, when grocery stores and butcher shops would display hand painted signs of sale items, and that sort of thing. Instead we now have photo shopped pictures of fake looking food, and even faker looking people (seriously, are anybodies teeth that white?) Now I wasn't even born until some 50 years after the '40's, but still, I would have loved to be alive at the time.
So, for the sake of satisfying my longings of the past, I shall post some of my favorite war time posters that I found today while on my google search :)

Victory Gardens. Now that was a cool idea. I love gardens :-)

you know it! lol

And of course the two classic war posters.
I love these too, all though Uncle Sam doesn't seem to be very happy!

Ahh. to have been alive then.

whoa.

I actually forgot completely about this blog. Until I was scrolling through the bookmarks and saw this on there. And then I was like "what in the world?" and then I checked it, and I remembered it:) and I actually remembered my password too, which is a surprise in and of itself.

So its been like.... 8 months since I wrote anything in here. And basically anyone who reads this who knows me ( If any one reads this in the first place) already knows what is happening in my life, and I lack any witty stories to share. Unfortunately, I have nothing of great inspiration to write here either. So I shall probably just ramble until I run out of things to ramble about. So if reading inane mumbo jumbo is pleasing to you, than by all means, pull out a cup of coffee and be bored to tears. And if reading nonsensical dribble is not to your liking, then perhaps you should go before you slam your head against the computer screen in shear boredom.
With that much being said, you may now either leave or stay :)

Thank you, to those who stayed ( assuming you have stayed) and I shall try to keep your attention in some way. Haven't figured out how to as of yet, but I'll try just the same.

So the other day I was watching this thing on T.V. called, "Hoarders, buried alive" and it immediately made me want to go clean my room. My room was already cleaned at this time, but It actually made me want to get rid of everything I own. Almost. My new number one fear is that I will someday start hoarding things and not be able to walk through my own home. And the people who do this show will show up on my door step. And want to interview me. And walk (er, try to anyway) through my gobs of junk. So that people who aren't (or at least probably aren't) hoarders can see what its like for people who are hoarders to live. Its actually a rather uncomfortable thought. And I don't know why I brought it up in the first place. If you are a hoarder and you are reading this, I apologize if it has offended you.

Then right after that show there was something about Giant Syndrom or something. Basically its when someone has tumer in their brain that pushes on a gland or something that releases growth hormones non-stop, and they never stop growing. And these people were huge. I know that I don't have that problem, cause I'm almost twenty and barely 5'3. So that was a relief.

Ok, now I must go get out of my pajamas, eat breakfast, brush my teeth, and all that fun stuff :-)
farewell!