Craptastic!

*I'm up entirely too early. And I don't like it. For some reason I woke up right at 6AM and couldn't go back to sleep.

*Comcast's high speed internet is very misleading. Especially the HIGH SPEED part. That earns Comcast a big SUCK IT from your girl this morning!

*I know I risk getting bashed for this, but I was at Walmart yesterday. Sorry, I thought it was unavoidable, but that's a different story altogether. Point is while I was on a wild goose chase, I found THE cutest top. For me. At Walmart. And I bought it. {Let the bashing begin...}

*The graduation went smashingly yesterday. Bratty Nephew #3 was the first one in the door for their little procession, and I was changing my camera lens. Oops! But I got a million other shots (from the back of the room thankyouverymuch) that I'll share next week.

*We had the LOUDEST freakin' storm last night right as we were going to bed. Yes, that's right - even MORE RAIN! In fact it has rained every. day. this. week. Can someone please send the sun back my way?

It's time for me to get ready for work, so in closing...

Have a great weekend ya'll!

Just shoot me...

I'd love to show you the pictures I've been taking with my FS camera.

FS= Fancy Schmancy

But even though the are PG rated (Pinkie Promise!) most of them will never see the light of day. Especially the 1000+ self portraits I take.

Please say that I'm not the only one that does this. S makes fun of me because for doing it, so I need ya'll to have my back, k?

Since I'm not willing to humilate myself today (Maybe tomorrow - stick around, because you never know with me) here are a few more shots that I am willing to show you...


I couldn't resist taking a picture of these flowers. In fact I took several but I like this one the best.


The cousins gave me a hard time for taking pictures of my piggies but I didn't care. Art like that NEEDS to be documented. Plus I was playing with the settings to see what worked best. {shrugs}


Here I am with Grandma & S during our "family photo shoot". His cousin actually took this picture with my camera since I was beckoned to be in the photograph.

Tip: Being asked to crouch does nothing to give the illusion of a girly figure. This is NOT a recommended pose for anyone bigger than a size 4.


And of course I had to get one of Lil J with her great, great grandmother.

Sorry for the short post, but I have a graduation to attend today. The FS camera is charged and ready...and I'll try to focus on someone other than myself.

But just for today.

For a few hours. After that I cannot make any promises.

My Papa Was a Rollin' Stone...

...and so I am.

Slacker Extraordinaire

The title says it all. This weekend I was the biggest slacker hands down. Ever.

Saturday we celebrated S's Grandma's 80th birthday with his family and had a lovely time. She was mostly surprised that everyone was there was for her, including family from SC.

Later that night we went to his cousin's house to hang out with the rest of his cousins and catch up. It had been FIVE years since we saw the family from SC so there was a lot of catching up to do. We ended up getting home pretty late and the next morning we both felt like crap.

I know what you're thinking, but it wasn't from drinking. It was from smoke. They had lit a bonfire, plus there were some smokers in attendance so the next morning we couldn't breathe and had classic hangover symptoms.

And it was raining. Again.

We landed on the couch (and recliner) and proceeded to watch DVR for most of the day. We did manage to move long enough to make dinner and dessert but I never got around to inviting anyone over so it was just us and the girlfriend. (She comes over every Sunday.)

I was very slow moving yesterday morning, but I did manage to make breakfast/lunch. Afterwards S said something about going riding and just getting out of the house.

It started raining about 5 minutes later. Seriously.

We took that as a sign and went back to the couch.

Hi. My name is Brandy and I'm a slacker extraordinaire.

Stanky, yet refreshing

Blog Farts – noun. Def: Crappy ideas that are too short to make a real blog post, but when combined, join forces to make one unified, albeit half assed, post.
Definition coined by Jaci

*I am so thankful that it is Friday and we have a long weekend. We owe that to the men & women that have served our country so don't forget the reason for the holiday!

*Eminem's new CD is disturbing...but I cannot stop listening. I think it's part of the "reality show addiction" I have. You know you shouldn't watch (or listen in this case) but you just can't help it.

*Just heard that Congress has proposed to raise the beer tax by 145%, wine by 233% & liquor even more than it already is. That's just wrong and I am writing my congressman to tell him so. Bastards.

*Why is it that long hairs grow from moles? I have one on the inside of my arm that is teeny-tiny and yet the two longest hairs I've ever seen come from that mole. And no matter how many times I pull them, they just come back.

*I really want to go to Vegas on a SITScation. Who's with me?

That's all from me this Friday. Have a great SAFE weekend!

Come on over to my water cooler...

Let's chat about American Idol. I may as well because so far this morning that's what everyone is talking about.

The big AI upset. That American "got it wrong". The show is rigged. The conspiracy theories are running amok right now.

And I could care less.

Seriously, I didn't give a darn who won, but I called it early in the season that Adam wouldn't. Some of that was because S was rooting for him and it's always easy to push his buttons, but mainly it the was image that bothered me.

Having seen him you would think he was right up my alley with his black fingernail polish and eye makeup.

Here's my issue - I think the image was contrived. Made up. For show. Not real. Like he jumped into the nearest Hot Topic and got a "glam rock" make over from the cashier.



I couldn't get past that his background is in theater and this was just another character he was playing. He was trying to play America and I wasn't buying it.

Granted the kid could sing. But the faux image turned me off.

I wasn't a regular watcher and often did other things while it was on, but I'm glad that I watched the entire show last night because they had some heavy hitters on there with the contestants.

Like KISS. In full make up and costume performing with who else - the theatrical Adam. And Queen, Black Eyed Peas, Lionel Richie, Keith Urban...plus several others.

My fave though...when Kara DioGuardi (the new judge this season) lays the smack down on "bikini girl". Start watching around 1:35 and watch until 2:37 and you'll see too.



Guess she showed her huh?

Where's the shotgun when you need it?

It's no secret that I'm not a big fan of early mornings. If mornings were on American Idol I definitely would not be voting for them because early mornings suck.

Even worse than Keith singing Like a Virgin.

However, worse than a normal early morning, is one where you were woken up at 4:00 AM.

To dun, dun, dun, dun, dun, dun...

It sounded almost like a dripping faucet, but I knew that wasn't the case. So I tried to ignore it. dun, dun, dun, dun, dun, dun...

No such luck. dun, dun, dun, dun, dun, dun...

I sat up and listened closely to see if I could figure out what it was. dun, dun, dun, dun, dun, dun...

Maybe it started raining during the night and it's dripping from a tree or gutter. dun, dun, dun, dun, dun, dun...

Nope, not it. Maybe there really is a leaky sink and it's flooding my 3 year supply of feminine products at this very moment.

Nope. dun, dun, dun, dun, dun, dun...

I tried again just to go back to sleep. dun, dun, dun, dun, dun, dun...

Then I had to go to the bathroom. With the light on. {Thanks TMM!}

Get back in the bed. dun, dun, dun, dun, dun, dun...

I feel like I'm losing my mind and I may need to overdose on my new meds at this point. dun, dun, dun, dun, dun, dun...

Then I look up.

dun, dun, dun, dun, dun, dun...

Aha! I found the culprit!

But I still had to get up to turn it off. Ugh.

Finally, I snuggle back into my blankets and get my pillow just right.

And at that very moment I realize how much "white noise" the fan makes because S sounds like he's gagging on something with all the air he is sucking in.

Where's the shotgun when you need it?