What celebrity would you just want to shake some sense into?

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Saturday 9: You Shook Me

1. What celebrity would you just want to shake some sense into?

Tiger Woods.

2. What do you think comes after death?

A trip to a morgue?

3. What is the first book that you can remember reading by yourself as a child?
Probably Dick and Jane, you know 'see Spot run'.

4. What was the first rock concert that you attended?
Rush, December 7, 1978. 38 Special opened for them. Tickets were a whopping $8.50!

5. If you were to suddenly become famous, would you choose a stage name? If yes, what would it be?
Don't I already have a stage name?

6. What is the one thing that you wish the media would stop talking about?
The White House party crashers and how our no fly list is or isn't good enough. Obviously it isn't good enough. Pulleaze! Otherwise that guy wouldn't have just about blown his wiener off when he hid explosives in his undies.

7. If you could be part of any band, which one would it be and who would you be and why?
Indigo Girls, but I think they already have enough girls, don't they? Haven't been to their show, but it's got to be an awesome experience.

8. Do you live close to your immediate family members? If not, how far away are they?
My kids live with me and it's becoming clear that even though our daughter wishes otherwise, she will likely continue to live with us after high school.

9. Last seasonal question (promise): What did you do on New Year's Eve?
Watched New Year's Rockin Eve, watched our local New Year's Eve show and then watched the New Year's Rockin Eve concert portion after our local show. Shared some nasty Sparkling White Grape Juice with the kiddies at midnight. I was desperately trying to stay awake until Anastasia came home, but I gave up the ghost at 3am. Her sister worked later than anticipated so she got home quite late. (No CNA on the holiday, so Anastasia pitches in and is caregiver for her bro.)
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6 ways you’ve decided to change your life in 2010

1. Win the lottery. (I do have my priorities!)
   
2. Calm the hell down.
3. Stop ruminating on shit that doesn't matter.
   
4. Stop trying to keep in touch with relatives who don't give a shit.
5. Stop saying 'shit'.
6. Get my photo on People Of Walmart.com.

Lola's Diner
©2008-2010

New Year's Eve Memories

This is a re-post from last year. Why? Because I lead a really dull life and this is proof positive that wasn't always the case.
I think the most memorable New Year’s Eve was back in the ‘80’s. I was 19 or 20 years old. (The legal drinking age back then was 18.) I had arranged to bar hop with friends by bus. Each of us took a bus to our first stop, which was Wendt’s Bar in Milwaukee. Even though the idea was to bar hop, we stayed there most of the night.

Lei’s, party hats, streamers and horns were aplenty. So much so, that my friends and I wore multiple hats and Lei’s. After ringing in the New Year at Wendt’s, we walked about 2 blocks to another bar. At some point my friend Cindy's mother picked us up and was going to give me a ride home, but there was some arguing going on between Cindy and her Mother. I ended up asking to be dropped off at an intersection about 3 miles from my parent’s house. (Yes, I still lived with my parents.) Taking the bus at that point wasn’t an option because the end of the bus line was less than a mile ahead.

I began walking and stopped at the next bar just to warm up, or so I thought. Apparently wearing 2 Tieras (one forwards, one backwards) a Fez type Happy New Years hat in between them, about 8 lei’s, and more streamers and confetti than I’ve ever seen since, makes you the life of the party. Having never been the life of the party before, I rather enjoyed the attention. Every single patron (and there were still a heck of a lot of people out at the bar at that hour) had to buy me a drink and wish me a Happy New Year. After a very short while I had to switch to plain soda because I could not possibly drink any more alcohol. Around 5:30am I decided I was close to being sober enough to walk the 2 miles home.

So picture this (and I am so glad that I didn’t know anyone at that bar and that no one had a camera.) Picture this, I am walking home (more like stumbling), it’s nearly 6am, the sun has already come up, and I am still wearing the 3 party hats and I still have about 4 Lei’s and streamers and confetti all over me.

I am a freakin'

walking

New Year’s Eve party!

Somehow I managed to walk down 3 streets in our subdivision without being seen by anyone. I also managed to get in the house and into my room, without my parents seeing me come in. The issue here isn’t underage drinking, I was of drinking age. The issue is not having my parents see me looking like a New Year’s Eve Party threw up all over me. My friends thought it was cool, after all, they had just as many party hats, leis, streamers and confetti as I did. Somehow I don’t think my parents would have been impressed.
As you contemplate your New Year's Eve celebration, please:

Use public transportation (some cities over very reduced rates certain hours on NYE/Day or
Designate a driver or
Have a house party and let your guests sleep over.
Be safe!

I want to see you all back to blogging bright and early New Year's Day.
(Ok, maybe after you sleep a little late and have a couple aspirin.)

What was your most memorable New Year's Eve?

Please post it in my comments section.

(If you don't have one yet, please don't try to imitate my exploits.

The hangover for the next day and a half was excruciating.)

Lola's Diner
©2008-2010

New Year's Resolutions/Goals

I don't do resolutions. To me they're just a few days or maybe weeks of keeping to your plan, whether it's weight loss or quitting smoking or whatever. If you can do them and stick with them, more power to you.

I thought this year maybe I'd make a few goals. Goals that maybe without much effort I could accomplish.
10. Figure out what "auld lang syne" means. (It means 'times gone by'.) (Looky there, I already knocked 1 off my list!)
9. Figure out what mimes are saying. (Perhaps I could become I highly paid and sought after mime interpreter.)
8. Not top Octomom. (Actually, I must admit, not having a uterus does help on this one. Not to mention being a lesbian.)
7. Not have an affair with Tiger Woods or Jon Gosselin. (Again, a no brainer...lesbian here!)
6. I will "check for paper" when entering and leaving the restroom.
5. Bring back disco. (Come on, you know you loved it!)
4. I will start buying lottery tickets at a luckier store.
3. "Role play" with Gina Gershon.
2. Live this quote from Twin Peaks: Dale Cooper: "...I'm going to let you in on a little secret. Every day, once a day, give yourself a present. Don't plan it. Don't wait for it. Just let it happen. It could be a new shirt at the men's store, a catnap in your office chair, or two cups of good, hot black coffee." (Damn! I sure could go for a slice of cherry pie and a good, hot black coffee. I loved that show!)
1. Have my picture on People Of Walmart.com. Come on! It'll be a hoot! Anyone with me? Got any ideas? (Preferably something that doesn't require heels...or facial hair...or daisy dukes. Lola does not rock daisy dukes!)

(I apologize in advance to Anastasia about #3. Gina's on both our "lists" anyway, so I should be ok.)
Lola's Diner
©2008-2010

Happy Birthday to my little guy!

Ok, at almost 6 feet tall, he's not a little guy anymore, but he's still my youngest.

If you missed my post last year, check it out Happy Birthday to My Baby to read about one of his more infamous exploits.

Lola's Diner
©2008-2009

Kitty Quirks

Irish and Maddux are getting along better. They still chase each other like mad, but Irish hisses at Maddux much less now. It's really funny how Maddux won't give up on having a play friend even though Irish is clearly at least twice his size and basically could care less.

Maddux has gotten into a bad habit though. His favorite place to catch a snooze is the recliner. So you're thinking, 'oh that makes sense, catching a snooze in the recliner'. Ummm, no. His favorite place to snooze is under the recliner. Yes, somehow he manages to squeeze his fluffy little orange and white bundle of cuteness underneath the recliner. Every time someone sits in it they have to tip it forward whilst someone else checks underneath. How do we get him out of this habit, when we don't see him sneak in there? We like our orange and white bundle of cuteness fluffy, not flat!

Irish has a bad habit that is driving Anastasia crazy. Instead of having a regular kitty meal, she likes to snack. Her habit is to take her paw, flick a piece of cat food out of the dish and chomp it down. The thing is, apparently she gets distracted sometimes and flicks the cat food out and then doesn't eat it. Or perhaps it doesn't appear to have as much crunchy goodness as the other pieces in the dish? Anyway, this makes for lots of dry cat food littering the floor. Maddux on the other hand is neat as a pin. Not a single piece of kitty food litters the floor by his dish.

Oh, and 'some kitty' has figured out how to turn off the power strip the wireless modem is connected to. Grrrr.
Lola's Diner
©2008-2009