Let’s try this mobile phone voice activated thing.  Hey that’s not too bad this might work out.  Sure makes a blog post a lot easier to write.  Hey i’m not lazy, i’m playing here.  Have you ever tried to write a post from a mobile phone?  Its not so easy with such small buttons. 

Anyway just a quick note to let you know all is well.  A little less than 2 weeks left to go here. Well here is hoping anyhow.

Okay i’m done playing with this toy now.  Well at least this part of it. 

If you want to send Tom a Get Well card let me know and i’ll get you the address.  It brightens his day and mine too!

Catch ya later.

I’m not normally one to speak out against someone else’s actions.  I’m the one that sits back and lets everyone else do the talking for me. I’m not one to point fingers, or attempt to ‘stir the pot’.  Well, publicly, anyhow.  Usually, several other people will say exactly what I was thinking anyhow.

I’m not too proud to ask for help.  I’ve done it before.  I’ve done it here on my blog.  I’ve done in face to face with my friends and family.  Heck, I still have that little chip-in widget in my sidebar… which isn’t doing any good anyhow, so I might as well remove it.

But, when I ask for help, its for something important.  Like, groceries.  Or, filling my propane tank.  Even helping make a payment on Tom’s van.

I’d never have the nerve to ask anyone for help buying a toy.  Ever.  That’s just … unnecessary.  A toy is exactly that.  Its not essential to ones daily life.  Its not a ‘make it or break it’ situation.

I’m not saying that the toy is not worth purchasing.  Hell, go ahead.  If I had the cash to buy something like that, I just might.

But, to put it out there to ask your readers to donate their hard earned money for a toy?

Tacky.

Rude.

Inappropriate.

If you need help keeping your electricity on?  Post about it.  Ask for help.

Do you need help from getting your only form of transportation from being repossessed?  Blog about it.  Add a widget to your blog.

Are you trying to find a way to make it across the country to see your mother before she passes away from her terminal cancer?  Please, ask the world for a hand!

But, a toy?  An expensive toy?  An unnecessary, costly toy?

Don’t ever ask me for a donation regarding a toy.

Its just inconsiderate.

There are people struggling today.  And, I mean STRUGGLING.  People are loosing their houses.  People can’t buy groceries.  People can’t buy new shoes for their kids.  People are having to get rid of any luxury they own to help make ends meet.

I am not even struggling so badly that I’ve had to give up a luxury, yet.

And, I’ve not asked the blogging world in the longest time to throw me their spare change.  I know that this isn’t the time to ask for help.  Most everyone is looking for help.  A lot of people are struggling.

And, I’m definitely not asking you to help fund a completely ridiculous request, either.

If you feel the need to donate somewhere, consider these links:

Christopher Reeves Foundation – help research a cure for Spinal Cord Injuries

Harvesters

The Salvation Army

American Cancer Society

I’m sittin’ in the country right now, hanging out at one of Tom’s friends houses. We haven’t been down here in years and years. It just wasn’t worth the trip in the old van… gas guzzler, bumpy, drafty old thing it was.

The drive today was sweet. Cruise control, the boys hanging out in the back watching the news on the way down. Super nice stuff! Worth waking up earlier for, at that. (normally our day starts around noon. Today, we were out the door by 11:30 to get down here to visit!) anyway, I’m out of here so I can socialize!

Christmas-y.

(yes, that is all.)

If you want the almighty and powerful password to the basically unnecessarily privatized post below this one, leave me a comment here and I’ll shoot it to ya via email.

Okie Dokie Artichokie?

May I quickly say that on average over half the people that visit my blog in a days time find their way here by searching one of two things.

1 – The Funky Sock Exchange.  That pyramid scheme failed me miserably.  The only socks I received from that whole escapade were pity socks because my pyramid collapsed.  If you would like to send me more pity socks, please email me ASAP.

2 – Pinky finger concerns.  I never knew how many people were worried about the health of their pinky fingers.  And I’m super sorry that I have no information to give regarding this often overlooked digit.  Put a cold rag on it?  Kiss it better?  Thats the only help I can be.

Strange, isn’t it?

But, really, I have no idea what I would my blog to be googled for… uhm, or however you phrase that so its proper grammar.

What words would you like to be typed in the search engine and have your blog be the number one result?

not quite right….

still working on it…