The Obligatory (Yet Forgotten) Thanksgiving Post

You know, I really thought I posted this Thursday. I guess I just composed it so well in my head that I convinced myself that I posted it too. :-) Anyway - the things I'm thankful for this year. Minus all the obvious ones that everybody says every year. Which means this is . . . *drum roll*

Lacey's Top Ten Random, Odd, Obscure, or Perhaps Just Plain Weird Things She's Thankful For!

1. blue and green paint. Because white walls are sooooooooooooooooo the last seven years!!

2. library cards. And, by extension, libraries.

3. Team Jayla. Not only did they help us paint, they are pretty much the only normal members of my family. (Let's think about this - one is still afraid of boys at the age of 23, one is proud to be a pasty white boy living at home and with no intention of leaving, and the other two have a one-track mind, and that track is set to "grandkids." Is it any wonder that sometimes it feels like Team Jayla are the only ones we can have a normal conversation with?!)

4. nepotism. Because without it, I still wouldn't have a job.

5. having Thanksgiving off. Because working it three years in a row was more than enough.

6. the muppets. More on that later.

7. free food. We haven't had to buy meat since Dad slaughtered the cow and pigs going on two months ago. Woot!

8. snow. But only in November and December and the first two weeks of January.

9. homestarrunner.com. Seriously, Luke and I spend hours on that website. Always good for cheap entertainment.

10. large kitchens. Mostly because we don't have one.

And there you have it. Happy Day-After-Black-Friday everybody!!

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Have I mentioned how much I love and adore the Muppets? Because they kinda rock. So if you haven't seen this since it popped up a few days ago (you probably have, since it's the internet's latest viral hit) make sure you watch the whole thing. The end makes the whole thing even funnier.

This Is Just To Say

I have kept
my willpower
intact
all November

and I
am so very
proud
of myself.

Aren't you
impressed?
Now off to blast
Mannheim and TSO.



William Carlos Williams has got nothing on me. :-)




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This was my introduction to Mannheim Steamroller when I was in high school. Still my favorite song of theirs by far.

Ouch

I had this really weird dream Sunday night. I dreamed that part of my arm died - literally. My entire right bicep muscle had died from oxygen deprivation from being slept on. It was still attached to my arm, but it was all black, and it felt . . . dead. I don't know how to describe it. It was a really weird feeling, and I just knew it was because my arm was dead . . . you know how it is in dreams.

Then I woke up. And my arm was fine. My shoulder, on the other hand (*rimshot*) . . . well, I believe most everyone's already heard about that. I'm still pretty sure it was a pinched nerve, and to be perfectly honest my arm may as well have been dead for as much as I was able to use it for the next three days. Good thing I didn't have to work.

That said, I'm kinda sad that I only worked two days this week. I think I worked just about every day possible during the pay period that just ended - there is one massive (well, comparatively) paycheck coming my way next week! :-) But with Thanksgiving and Christmas coming up and taking up practically half of this pay period . . . no monies. Sad Lacey. :-(

At least my arm feels better.

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So when Cake Wrecks mentioned this sketch I was reminded of just how much I love and adore it. I'm not a huge fan of Monty Python and the Holy Grail but the dead parrot sketch will always make me laugh. I giggle just thinking about it . . . "This is an ex-PARROT!!!!!"

And That Answers THAT Question!

The good news: I probably don't have throat cancer.

The bad news: I'm officially sick. With a little bit of everything.

So I'm working at Millville Tuesday, and other than the sore throat - which wasn't going away this time - feeling fine.Then I go home, and within a few hours I'm feeling like crap. Sore throat, congested, chills, achy, headache, and even an upset stomach. (lesson I probably learned: don't eat large plates of nachos on a mostly empty stomach when you're probably getting sick. It probably didn't help.)

Once I puked up the nachos I felt substantially better, but still a little hallucinatory. Sadly, I was supposed to be working all week at Millville for the same person, but had to give it up yesterday, 'cause it just wasn't gonna happen . . . I still felt significantly crappy. And today I'm still feeling somewhat crappy. Grrrrrr. And today is Luke's birthday - and Tuesday was the anniversary of our first date. How's that for timing. Blargh!!! I'm just glad book club was last week instead of tonight!

On that note, can I just say that Luke is awesome. Yesterday was his day off, and he spent the whole day taking care of my. Seriously, he probably would have even fed me if I'd asked him to. :-) He rented chick flicks (well . . . one . . . and Star Wars!!!!!) for me, and made me laugh and just did everything right . . . even forcing me to down cold medication because I absolutely hate taking medicine and wouldn't have if he hadn't been standing over me saying we couldn't watch Revenge of the Sith until I choked the things down. And seriously, how sweet is that?! (I'll save you the gushing, just go ahead and insert your own version of "I'm so lucky, my husband is the best" here.)

So for those of you who were worrying (and I know that's everybody, lol!), I'm not dying. It's all good. The sore throat is even gone . . .my heads's just kind of a little fuzzy. And I'm off to bake a cake. But if it seems like we're avoiding you in the near future, know that the throat cancer came back with a vengence!

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This isprobably the only way Luke could have made my yesterday better.

Is This Bad?

K, so for like the last two weeks or so I've had this massive sore throat when I wake up. But as I get up and get going and all that good stuff it gradually goes away. But the next morning it's back again. I'm so confused. There is nothing else wrong with me at all . . . so am I getting sick or not?

I NEVER get sick. Well, hardly ever. But when I do it's really bad. So I'm not sure whether I should be worried or not. Either it's my imagination, or I've started snoring massively every night (pretty sure that not it since Luke hasn't said anything . . . ), or I've got throat cancer and just don't know it yet . . . right? But seriously, a sore throat in the morning that goes away basicallt as soon as I start talking? Ummm . . . what?

Yeah, I'm probably going to die. Or something. It was nice knowing y'all. I'm off to make some tea with honey . . .

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I heart Wipeout. (note: the sound is really quiet, so you might want to crank things up. Not that you need the sound for this one . . . )

Moral Quandry

Is it wrong that I kind of want to get this just so Luke and I can play catch with the thing and see what happens? My opinion is that it's kind of wrong for such a creepy/weird "game" to even exist. I mean . . . seriously? What? So wrong. So, so wrong. I'm envisioning pretending to play tennis just to see what disturbing sound effects come out of the Wiimote.

So . . . poll time! Who's creepier - me, or Nintendo?

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One of my favorite cartoons EVER . . . mostly because of the song. I'm still a little in shock that Luke had never seen this until a couple of months ago. Where would this world be without youtube?! :-)