Thursday, December 25, 2008

Wednesday, December 17, 2008

Things I'm Sick of, Part 935

The “Christmas Shoes” Song. Has. To. Go.

I have a physical and almost violent reaction when this comes on the radio…it usually involves me screaming nonsense words really loudly so that I can’t hear even a cord of it, until I can change the station.

I hate songs like that exist for one reason and one reason only; to manipulate people into emotional experiences. Stop trying to make me feel things. There are enough things in REAL life to make us sad. I don’t need any outside influences trying to persuade me to shed just one more tear.

Seriously. No more!

Friday, December 12, 2008

A Family Resemblance

I'm my mother's daughter. Everyone says so. It's pretty awesome actually, because in case you don't know, my mom's the coolest. I'd be lucky to be as cool as her.

We have strong genes, the Turnage side is pretty dominant. I'm my mother's lookalike, and she's her mother's lookalike. I used to think it was a little creepy, to be able to look at the two of them and know what I'd look like at 40...70. Now I think it's pretty cool.

And when I catch myself doing things that remind me of them, it makes me smile. I'll hear myself laugh and look around for my mother. I'll flip to the back of the book to read the last few pages and think of Mimi.

I even get sentimental about the gross things. Lately I've realized that I have a really gross habit of walking around with half used kleenex tucked into the waistband of my pants. Kind of gross, right? My grandmother did that every day I knew her. I always thought it was odd. And it's actually a pretty handy place to keep a kleenex. But, yeah, snot and stuff. I recently confided this to my mom, and she admits to doing the same thing...

And its kind of distgusting. But it makes me laugh, because it reminds me of Mimi. And, hey. I'm just my mother's daughter. One could argue that I'm not even responsible for my actions, that I'm just genetically pre-programmed to stick used klennex in my waistband.

Miss you Mimi

Sunday, December 7, 2008


Musical Geniuses (and a prodigy in the works!)

Our newest nephew!!! Little blessings
One BIG happy family!
Christmas trees smell good!!!

Friday, November 21, 2008


So I've been doing this thing lately.

I'll be having a conversation with someone at work and I'll be talking about the day's schedule..."Oh, I've got a meeting in about 2 hours with so and so", or "he'll be back in about 30 mins". And I'll look at my wrist, like I'm checking the time. Pretty normal gesture, culturally acceptable.

Except I don't wear a watch. And haven't in about 10 years.

So yeah. Quirky.

Saturday, November 15, 2008


So. Sister thinks I have blogstipation. She's fact I am just very short on time of late.

I've started a new job (yay me), which is pretty dadgum cool...except they monitor internet useage. :-( I can email and everything, but stuff like blogs and 'Face-space' might trigger some little alarms. I'm treading lightly...since I'm new. So, b/c we don't have internet at the house I have to come to the library these days to blog. And that's just not always convinent.

So, sorry blogworld. I haven't forgotten you, but I'm just busy. And those of you who miss my posts...should just call me. Because I am doubly delightful to talk to.

While I'm's a few things that have brought laughter to my heart of late:

1. Had a hysterical conversation with my husband this morning. I'm going to by a new suitcase today, and I made the mistake of telling him (I knew I shouldn't), and he freaked out. Gave me an amusing lecture about how you just can't go out and buy have to SHOP first. He thinks a great deal about quality luggage, this man of mine...and I think it's pretty funny.

2. Did you know my sister is a superhero? Seriously. She single handedly saved the lives of everyone at the Holiday Inn Express in Jackson, MS a few weeks ago. It makes me smile.

3. If you're not watching 30 Rock, you really should be. Hi-larious. Check it out:">

Saturday, October 25, 2008

A Fall Pictoral Update

A Minnesota Twilight
Wooded Wanderings

Panoramic Views

A Desert Dwelling
Impromtu Puppet Show
Sad Losses


The Fribergs

...putting down some roots?