Pinner, Pinner, Chicken Dinner . . . ?

Are you a pinner? I am. In fact, I get just a little excited each time I see that pretty P inside the red circle.

I heard someone say once (a man, of course LOL) that Pinterest should be renamed “All the Things I Want to Buy.”

I don’t think that’s true, but I’m wondering . . . What do you think?

Let me explain my viewpoint–Pinterest is where I keep things I don’t want to lose. I know I have weird names for my boards, but I like them.

• Autumn Love
• Glee (my newest board)
• Organize Me
• I Wanna Make That
• Recipes, too
• Back of My Brain
• Love it! Love it! Love it!
• Rusty Love
• That’s a Great Idea
• I LOVE Chicken Salad
• What Do You Know
• Smile a While

And that’s not even all my boards. 😀

I might never use everything I have pinned (saved) but it’s there if I ever want to go back to it.

Like this poster. I wanted to share it with a friend of mine, so I pinned it.

Some of my pins just give me a chuckle.

Others remind me of a gift idea for my friends.

Things I like to look at and just might try to duplicate someday.

And, okay yes, things I’d like to buy someday but I can’t find or I just can’t  afford today. (Hey, I don’t want to forget!)

Let me just tell you, Pinning is fun!

So do you Pin, or is this all just a waste of time and Covetousness Central?

If you’re a Pinner, what’s your latest find?

 

 

How I Spend My Downtime :)

Have I mentioned I’m easily entertained? (The sign of a small mind? LOL!)

Well, I am. All I need is my iPhone. 🙂 I play Solitare, crossword puzzles and Dots. I Tweet (occasionally) Facebook (often) Vine (rarely) Pinterest (sometimes) and Instagram.  Love Instagram! I do more seeing than sharing, but I’m not creeping! (Honest!!!)

The other day I was chatting with Cousin Barbara and she pulled out her new phone.

Her first iPhone, and guess what! I got to introduce her to SIRI! So! Much! Fun!

She’d never heard of SIRI. (Digital personal assistant.) If you don’t have an iPhone or own one but you haven’t used SIRI, she’s a gas!

She’s supposed to set up appointments for you, dial phone numbers, set reminders, tell you what movies are playing, give you directions, play your music and send text messages for you. (You have to tell her the punctuation.)

I have her do most of that. (I don’t play music, though.) Oh! I almost forgot the phone takes some pretty good pictures.

iPhone pic taken while Brother Jeffrey drove.

And I just found out she’ll post to Twitter and Facebook for me. Who knew? (I know. EVERYONE who owns an iPhone, except me! LOL)

The most fun I have with SIRI, though, is pure entertainment.

If I ask her, “Where do you live, SIRI?” she says, “Here.”

If I tell her she works for me, and she answers, “You’re certainly entitled to that opinion.”

And when I tell her she’s fired (or call her a b**ch) she answers, “But . . . But . . .”

Here’s a list of 100 questions for Siri. Some she answers and some she just looks up on the web. My favorite of the bunch is “How much wood can a woodchuck chuck?”

Ask her,  “Do you like Hockey, SIRI?” Her answer, “Not since that run-in with the Zamboni. I still have nightmares.” LOL!!!

Ask SIRI to tell you a poem. Once she understands you (who, me, say the word “poem” funny? Naw.) she has a great one!

G-Man sat next to me, listening as I asked and re-asked SIRI questions (and made statements.) His response? “You’re gonna get a call from Apple telling you to lay off in a minute.” LOL.

Do you play on your cell phone as much as I do? What’s your favorite thing to do on it? (I need something else to make me laugh.)

I wonder how many people will tell me their favorite thing is, “Making calls!”?

Haaaaaappy! Vid It.

I saw this on Facebook and shared it there, so if we’re friends (and it we aren’t, WHY NOT???) this is a rerun. But it’s sooooooo good, I wanted to share it here, too. 🙂

I dare you to listen to it and not boogie. (Or at least tap your foot.)

To see the really good video, go here.

But don’t forget to come back. 🙂

Isn’t that just the coolest? I love happy, upbeat songs! And red convertibles. And dancing people!

Get this–one of my friends from high school said her choir will be performing that very song in May! I mean, cool or what? (I need to be there.)

So . . . what do you think? Thumbs up or thumbs down?

Measuring Stick or Burning Bush

Today’s blog is just for me. That way, I can go back and read it again and again.

Maybe I’ll even copy it to my hard drive. That way, if she gives it the ax someday, I’ll still have it.

It’s about what women (girls) do. And we don’t just do it to ourselves, we do it to other women (girls) and let them do it to us. Sometimes, even guys (never men) try to do it to hurt us.

It’s a smack-yourself-on-the-forehead-I-should-have-had-a-V-8 thing.

Let me know what you think.

Ps: Thanks, Ann, for talking to me today.

 

 

Hoop-La

Ever wonder if you confuse God?

Yesterday, C-Town had a big hoop-la. Big one. Sirens sounded up and down the street. People were evacuated from their homes.

What’s going on?

Naturally, Terminally Curious reared her little head, so Omega and I went to the C-Town American Newspaper to find out what was going on.

Because the sweet woman who runs the office isn’t one to spread unfounded rumors, she couldn’t tell us much . . . until the editor’s mom called. When she wanted to know what was going on, the office lady told what she’d heard (ie: spilled her guts) and, unashamed, we listened.

More rumors filtered in. What’s the first thing you do when you hear about something wild going on around you?

I prayed.

We heard that an ex-husband (or ex-boyfriend or ex-friend, depending on where you heard it) had kicked in a door and was holding a woman and their child hostage. Here’s where I might have confused the Lord. I prayed for this woman and her child and they didn’t even exist!

Since I doubt I’m capable of confusing the Lord, maybe I gave Him a chuckle. “There she goes again, praying for someone who isn’t.”

And I prayed for people who weren’t even involved. We heard a “possible” name about who the guy was (it wasn’t) so I prayed for that guy, his wife and kiddo. I don’t know them (at least he existed and had a wife and child) but I figured God did, and that’s what’s important. Right?

Then my Famous Author BIL came to the office to pick up Omega, and we heard a whole new story. Yup, more prayers for non-existent and non-involved people.

Famous Author BIL

And some our local police were wearing pink t-shirts (for breast cancer awareness. I love our cops!) so I prayed for them when I spotted a pink shirt. At least those prayers were on target! 🙂

So what do you think? When a person (clears throat) prays for someone who doesn’t exist or who isn’t really in the trouble being prayed about, do you think it confuses God or makes Him laugh?

At least no one was injured at all yesterday, and all the police-type people in the area got to put on their armor and get all their toys and practice for the next time a problem like that comes up.

BTW: The really-truly story of what happened was b-o-r-I-n-g. But the afternoon was exciting! 🙂