The Newlywed Game

I got this survey on Facebook the other day, but it seemed like a waste to fill out since John doesn't have a Facebook account. So, today, Ms. Alix over at Casa Hice filled it out with regards to her dreamboat Larry. AH-HA! What a great way for me to publicly insult John AND see how often he reads my blog. It's a win-win.

1. He's sitting in front of the TV, what is on the screen? Fox News

2. You're out to eat; what kind of dressing does he get on his salad? He doesn't usually eat salads, but if forced, eats it without dressing (but sprinkled with a few of his tears).

3. What's one food he doesn't like? Only one? Tomatoes or Beans are at the top of his list.

4. You go out to eat. What drink does he order? Coke with no ice - OR - OJ w/Malibu rum

5. Where did he go to high school? St. Mary's High School; Inkster, MI

6. What size shoe does he wear? 8 to 9 - depending if they're men's or women's

7. If he was to collect anything, what would it be? Oh, let's see...swords or antique guns. Something he would lose interest in after 5 minutes and I would end up having to dust or sell in a garage sale for a fraction of what he paid.

8. What is his favorite type of sandwich? Bologna and ham with double meat.

9. What would he eat every day if he could? Pizza.

10. What is his favorite cereal? In all the years I've known him, he's only recently requested I buy cereal and that was Raisin Bran.

11. What would he never wear? Believe it or not, I would say a bracelet.

12. What is his favorite sports team? We just had this conversation not too long ago, and I can't remember if he picked Colts or Red Wings.

13. Who did he vote for? Really?

14. Who is his best friend? A long time ago he told one of the girls it was me, but that's probably changed.

15. What is something you do that he wishes you wouldn't do? hmmm....that's a tough one because I'm so perfect. Let's see...let the dogs sleep in our bed or maybe make fun of him on the internet.

16. What is his heritage? Columbian, which defies the whole dislike of beans and tomatoes. I think he was honkified by his mother.

17. You bake him a cake for his birthday; what kind of cake? Chocolate. In fact, he tries to get everyone to have chocolate cake for their birthday; AND he calls dibs on a corner piece, even when it's not his special day.

18. Did he play sports in high school? When he wasn't helping old ladies across the street and polishing his halo, he was the Inkster stud of hockey, football and baseball.

19. What could he spend hours doing? Watching TV.

20. What is one unique talent he has? It's one of the reasons I've hung around so long. Can you guess? He's really good at finding money.

John, If you're still reading...I challenge you to answer these questions about me, and I will post the results.

Oh, Hey There....

So, now you're here and I don't have anything new to post.  Actually I do, but it's kind of a lengthy post with lots of pictures.  I'm recuperating from a near-death experience, so I don't have the strength to deal with that right now.  Please check back soon.  Thanks.

Movin' On Up....

I've had several people complain to me they can't access this blog.  They either get an error message or their computer freezes, especially when they try to leave a message.  I don't know what the problem is.  I've never had any trouble getting to the site on my laptop, but I know John has trouble accessing it from our PC...although that could actually be user error.  

Just kidding, it's gotten funky on me using the desktop as well.  Since I have absolutely no idea what to do about it, I've decided to move my posts to a new blog, The Courteous Chihuahua Redux.  If you'd like to come along for the ride, please join me.  

I'm going to disable comments here, and hopefully you'll all come over and play at my new digs.  

Tainted Love

You might think the soundtrack for today would be Marvin Gaye's "Let's Get It On", Queen's "Crazy Little Thing Called Love" or even Sonny & Cher's "I Got You, Babe" - but you would be wrong.  The song I've been singing all day is Tainted Love as this is a reasonable facsimile of John's mug today:



Oh, well...at least it gave me a reason to resurrect this video. Welcome to the freak show, and Happy Valentine's Day.

The Eighth Sign of the Apocalypse

My 67-year-old mother got a Facebook account the other night.  The following is a text exchange between me and Robin after she received a Friend Request from her grandmother:

Seventh Task Accomplished

When I put "attend a high school basketball game" on the list, I was thinking more along the lines of the high school in the town we live.  They won the state championship for their division last year, but I never made it to a game, so I thought that might be a fun thing to do this season.   Because I'm senile, I forgot that the NPHS Class of 1981 attempts to have a little soiree every year at the Dragons' basketball homecoming.  It was the Fearless Foursome (me, Kathy, Karen and Kim - I may need to change my name to Kecky) in attendance, but we encountered some others who still live in the area and have kids at the high school.  The Dragons got their asses handed to them 71-44:  ouch!!  I still don't know who won Homecoming King and Queen because the speaker system in the gym was terrible.  I felt like I was in a Charlie Brown cartoon.  After, the game, we headed over to the Around the Corner Pub, the old post office that is now the one and only bar in town.  It was standing room only when we got there at 9 p.m.  You'd think there wasn't anything else to do in that town. Oh, wait - there isn't. We stood around and talked for awhile and listened to some karaoke.  Although Kathy did a lovely version of Killing Me Softly, the highlight of my evening was getting walked in on in the bathroom.  The lock was broken, but there were some ladies outside who knew I was in there and were allegedly standing guard.  Unfortunately, another patron had placed her coat in the bathroom supply closet and just barged past them to retrieve it.  It went like this:

door opens

Me:  "GET OUT! GET OUT! GET OUT!"

Woman with no Boundaries:  "It's okay, I just want to get my coat."

Me (in mid wipe):  "NOOOOOO!  It's not okay!"

Woman (who at least had the decency to enter backwards and not look at me):  "Really, it's okay."

Me (defeated and pulling up my pants):  "noooo..."

At least the ladies who were supposed to be guarding the door were shocked and apologetic when I came out.

Did I mention I think the couple who came out of the restroom before me had sex in there???

Thank God Homecoming is only once a year.

P.S. - TBD Charity has $35.

Karen, Kathy, Kim and Chris

Kim and Mary

Chris and Danny

Sixth Task Done

I did this last weekend and forgot to write about it! Number 7 on the infamous list has been done.  I started a Christmas Club account. Technically, it's just a checking account because my bank is in the process of merging, and they aren't offering Christmas Club accounts right now.  I'm having money direct deposited each pay period, so I won't even notice it missing out of my paycheck. In November, I'll make a withdrawal and go Christmas shopping. Yippee!! Additionally, TBD charity now has $30.

Butterflies are Free to Fly

...and another has landed on my blog.  Excitement!  This time it's from Flartus - you can catch her here at My 2 Sense.  I highly recommend you do.  She's pretty dag blamed smart, and her posts are always interesting, so I'm very honored that she would give this steaming pile the time of day. She says, "The Courteous Chihuahua certainly lives up to her name (well, the first part, at least).  I have to confess, I skip through the football posts, but this blog has such a real, warm and humorous voice, it's like stopping to say hi to a friend.  And isn't that what a good blog is about?"

Because I'm a dope, I don't know how to add the second award picture, so I just added my thanks to her under the first one. 

Oh, and Flartus...don't think I didn't notice the part about you skipping my football posts.  That hurts.