Word! of the Week

Word! of the Week

Jank

A thing that is worthless or useless; shit; wack; messed up; bullshit; unfair.

“My parents made me call home to check in with them every hours..it was so jank.”

OR

“That book is jank, I didn’t like it at all.”

OR

“Get that jank-ass shit outta here!” (Ok, this one is redundant, no?)

(Courtesy of my 5 year old neice and 8 year old nephew. Yes, they do use this word in kindergarten.)

We’re BaaaaAAcckk…

We’re BaaaaAAcckk…

We just got back from Normal, yesterday. Yes, I’ve gone from Normal to crazy in just a few hours. Ha! But, seriously, we were in Normal, Illinois.

I do love my Tow family. It was so wonderful getting to spend a fun filled week with them. I am truly thankful and grateful for marrying into such a wonderful family. I miss them already!

Which leads me to this- I don’t think some of you realize our last name is pronounced “Tow” like “Wow,” or “How Now Brown Cow.” This little announcement is for my sorority sisters who haven’t seen me since I got married, but read this blog. Ha!

So, let’s just clear up right now that my name is SuzAnne TOw. Not. Susan. Toe. (Unless, your calling my name from a raffle to win a brand new car or $10 million dollars or anything, really. Then, I will gladly respond to Susan Toe.) 🙂

Black Friday Goodies

Black Friday Goodies

Just so you know, I’m not one of those that enjoys shopping in the crowds of Black Friday. HOWEVER, when I saw the awesome deal at Sam’s on the red Acer Netbook I’ve been wanting, I was slightly interested in trying it out.

Ok, more than slightly. I woke up this morning at 3:30 am to got to Sam’s by 4. I was number 10 in line. All was good until I realized I was in Illinois and it was like 30 degrees and windy it outside. Really, it was the most torturous thing I’ve ever done to myself. By the time I got inside my toes and fingers were burning. I couldn’t think straight and I could barely walk, let alone hold my ticket. What the hell I was thinking???

I joked all of Thanksgiving day that I was going in elbows blazing with a quick sprint to my red Acer. Um, no one told me that my bones were going to ache and that even at a sloth like speed my whole body was going to ache.

I think my next Black Friday Shopping Spree in Florida.

Let’s admire my pretty red netbook that I’m on typing on right now as we speak!!

This little goody cost me only $197.99 and I didn’t even have to push anyone down for it. (The same pretty thang is selling for $378 at Wallyworld! Booya!)

Oh, and did I tell you I also got that Kitchenaid hand mixer I’ve been wanting?? YESSSSSsssss!!!!

You know, I think mom’s all over the world will hate me for saying this, but waiting in line for Black Friday does kind of make me think it’s like labor. I mean, it was terrible while I went through it. I felt sick and crazy. But, now that it’s all over and I’ve got my new little baby here on the couch with me I’m kind of excited to do this again next year. LOL! Ok, you can hit me now…

Happy Thanksgiving

Happy Thanksgiving

TWAS THE NIGHT OF THANKSGIVING, BUT I JUST COULDN’T SLEEP. I TRIED COUNTING BACKWARDS, I TRIED COUNTING SHEEP.

THE LEFTOVERS BECKONED -THE DARK MEAT AND WHITE, BUT I FOUGHT THE TEMPTATION WITH ALL OF MY MIGHT.

TOSSING AND TURNING WITH ANTICIPATION, THE THOUGHT OF A SNACK BECAME INFATUATION. SO, I RACED TO THE KITCHEN, FLUNG OPEN THE DOOR, AND GAZED AT THE FRIDGE, FULL OF GOODIES GALORE. GOBBLED UP TURKEY AND BUTTERED POTATOES, PICKLES AND CARROTS, BEANS AND TOMATOES.

I FELT MYSELF SWELLING SO PLUMP AND SO ROUND,’TIL ALL OF A SUDDEN, I ROSE OFF THE GROUND. I CRASHED THROUGH THE CEILING, FLOATING INTO THE SKY, WITH A MOUTHFUL OF PUDDING AND A HANDFUL OF PIE. BUT, I MANAGED TO YELL AS I SOARED PAST THE TREES….HAPPY EATING TO ALL – PASS THE CRANBERRIES, PLEASE. MAY YOUR STUFFING BE TASTY, MAY YOUR TURKEY BE PLUMP. MAY YOUR POTATOES ‘N GRAVY HAVE NARY A LUMP. MAY YOUR YAMS BE DELICIOUS. MAY YOUR PIES TAKE THE PRIZE, MAY YOUR THANKSGIVING DINNER STAY OFF OF YOUR THIGHS!!

HAPPY THANKSGIVING TO ALL!!!

PS- click on picture

While the cat’s away, the monkey will play…

While the cat’s away, the monkey will play…

While Matt and I are living it up in ole Illinois for the Thanksgiving Feast, there is a monkey stalking our home.

Sort of.

I mean, there is a monkey stalking Tampa Bay. Apparently, it has been sighted at least 5 times in the last 2 weeks and has probably traveled 21 miles in the last 11 days.

WEIRD!

If I were home right now, I would SO be hunting for this thing with my camera so I could take a picture of it.

No FAIR! All the cool things happen while I’m not home. 😦

Fun in Normal, I mean Peoria

Fun in Normal, I mean Peoria

Whoever said that Riverboat casinos were just for 50-something divorcees and the nursing home folk were WRONG!

This is the part where I cherish being a girl. Seriously, I really do enjoy being a lady. Especially, when the 50-something divorcee next to you at the Craps table puts down bets for you and your lady company at the table.

Yep, I may have thought they were saying Crap Jack all night but that didn’t stop me from being $570 richer this morning.

For Reals!!!

Thanks, Steve and Shooter.

Wherever you are….

Hopefully, not still at the Craps table.