Name That Tune

"I can name that tune in TWO notes!"  That was a fun show back in the 70s.  Saturday night at DJ's house found us playing a similar game.  Tony Orlando was hosting an infomercial for Time Life for a CD collection of "romantic songs" from the 70s and 80s.  As a clip would come up on the screen, we would all try to name the artist.  The name of the song would be listed, and a few seconds later the artist's name would show on the screen.  Yeah, sounds like a lame attempt at entertainment on a Saturday night, but it was fun to see who could call out the name first.  I rather enjoyed the trip down memory lane. 

Friday night I took the plunge and purchased a treadmill. My mom has one at her house that I could use, but that would involve too much planning (i.e. getting dressed and driving over there).  I put it together on Saturday before going to DJ's, and had my first workout Sunday night after work.  I use the word "workout" very loosely here. After ten minutes I was pooped.  What's up with that?  I can walk for a long time!  Maybe it was the incline.  Maybe it was the speed.  At any rate, I'm good with 10 minutes, and I'll build from there. 

A little funny thing to share:  Friday morning I was getting my oil changed at Akins.  They have this great little "internet bar", so I pulled up a chair and proceeded to check Facebook and work on my homestead in Frontierville.  (If you don't know what it is, don't even ask!)  There's a guy sitting beside me, and we're both busy doing our internet thing.  The service guy walks in and says "Bueller?"  "Bueller?"  Fortunately the guy sitting next to me understood when I started laughing, and together we just cracked up.  (Again, if you don't get it... never mind..)  We had a nice belly laugh over it. 

This is shaping up to be a busy week.  Danette is setting sail today for an anniversary cruise, and I'll be working for her while she's gone.  It comes at a good time for me, since I used my Danette stash to buy the treadmill.  Now I can start adding back to my little mad money envelope.  There is always something to come along and take my money, but I try to keep that money set apart, to save for special occasions, or something that I wouldn't ordinarily purchase. 

That being said, I suppose it's time to get up and get busy working.  It will be a long work-day indeed. 

Why I Hate My Laptop

I had a FABULOUS post all typed out.  Several long paragraphs.  I'm sitting with the laptop propped up against my deck in an uncomfortable position.  I sneezed.  Somehow the entire post was highlighted and I hit a key at the same time and the whole stinkin' thing disappeared.

...sigh...

I just don't have the heart to type it all over again.  I simply MUST figure out why it is that my desktop computer won't access the internet.  I have three other computers in this house that will access the internet.  There are two wireless laptops, and one I use for work that is straight wired (however through the same wireless router).  I took my desktop to the Geek Squad, and they could access it down there both wirelessly and wired.  So I don't know why it won't do it here at home.  Comcast says it's the Dell computer.  Dell says it's Comcast.  ....sigh.... what's a computer illiterate supposed to do??? 

But I will attempt to figure it out.  Because I really do hate trying to do serious typing on this silly laptop.  When I'm working on my book, I use a peripheral keyboard, but I don't usually drag it out for everyday surfing.

It has been a while since I posted, an I had a good story to share tonight.  I'm sorry you missed it.  Maybe I'll be inspired to try it again tomorrow night.  Just do me a favor.  Laugh.  Because it was really funny.  So just take my word for it and go on and have yourself a good laugh.  The endorphins will do you good.  :-)

Supernanny!

What a great week it has been for Corey and Leyland (and Greemaw!!!)  Our babysitter disaster turned out to be a huge blessing.  Two days before we needed her, the lady who had committed to come to my house and keep the munchkins called with the news that she wouldn't be able to do it after all.  Whitney took a chance that Rhonda might be interested in the gig, and gave her a call.  Sure enough, she was available... and willing. 

Now, I've known Rhonda since she and Whitney were in 2nd grade. She has spent many nights at my house. I've chaperoned many trips with them.  I probably know more about her than I should... haha... but what I didn't know was that she is SO FABULOUS with children!  Corey and Leyland fell in love with her, and Leyland even announced that Miss Rhonda is her best friend.  It is good for children to spend time with someone other than their parents/grandparents.  Leyland went to school from January to May this year, but other than that, they've never known anything but staying home with Mom, Dad and Greemaw.  Miss Rhonda was a breath of fresh air.  She was very attentive to them, played with them, and let them watch their favorite tv station (Sprout).  All. Day. Long.  Her greatest accomplishment?  No More Pappy!!!  Leyland and Corey have been addicted to their pacifiers (pappy) since birth.  They gave them up a little less than a year ago, but then Corey got sick and begged so pitifully that he got it back.  Then Leyland started swiping it, and soon they were both addicted again.  On Tuesday when Miss Rhonda was leaving, Leyland decided to give her the pappy to take home to her dog.  Guess what???  No pappy for Leyland since then!  And, Miss Rhonda only let Corey have his pappy during nap time.  AMAZING! And tonight, Corey even went to bed without the pappy!  She also taught them to leave their sippy cups on the ledge, go over and take a drink, and put the cup back.

I invited her to move in with us.  :-)

Unfortunately, we only got to have her here with us for one day last week, and then four days this week.  (An opening at the daycare center here in town became available, and we had to take it now or lose it.  Corey starts the daycare center on Monday, and then Leyland starts at Hope on the 23rd.)  I'm thinking that if they'd had a couple more weeks with her they'd be cleaning their rooms and doing their own laundry. 

Thanks, Miss Rhonda, you are loved, and you will be missed!!