Confessions of a Non-Hugger

Now this might shock those that only know me via my blog, but my friends, family & co-workers already know my hugging hang ups. Seems odd for someone who is so pro laughter, glass half full type person to be a so called non-hugger.

I have no issues with people wrapping their arms around each other. The transference of energy between them can be magical. I love a good hug like most people. But just don’t expect me to make that first move.

Let me explain….

Ok, when I was a kid, my mom would always try and hug & kiss me. I’m not sure when I started to be weird with it or if I always was. But I do know that it then became a game. She wanted so bad for me to do it, my little sarcastic mind thought it would be funny to torture her by not giving her what she wanted.

Yep, I thought it was funny.  

Then as I got older and into the work force, I was a leader at a very young age. So I was always very aware of people thinking I was too young. So then my warped mind thought if people saw me hugging my “mommy” it would make me look like a little kid.  (Stupid I know, but hey, I was in my early 20s).

Then my career was a big thing to me. And not wanting people to think of me as unprofessional I kept the hugging at a distance. Not wanting anyone to think I was doing anything unprofessional. I never wanted a hugging-gate scandal.

Through time and the years it just became a habit to not hug people. Unless of course they initiated it. I didn’t turn them down.

Sure, maybe I made a face or two. 

I have had many people around me that are massive huggers. They were going to hug me whether I made a face or not. Sometimes they would announce they were coming in for the hug and I better just get over it.

As I’ve gotten older I have realized that this hugging thing isn’t too bad. And I have definitely created a reputation for myself.

I don’t think I’ll ever be the main initiator of the hug. It still feels awkward at times and I still have this big personal space issue. But I do realize that sometimes the hug isn’t always about me and my hang ups.

Sometimes the other person just needs that energy they get from you when they hug you. Sometimes they need that transference of love.

Don’t get me wrong, some people are crazy huggers and hug everything in sight including a tree or two.

Us non-huggers give off a vibe of stand back 5 feet or you will be hurt. And some non-huggers will actually kill you if you even attempt to put your arms around them.

But I suspect that there are a bunch of us non-huggers that have non hugged for so long, it is habit more than not wanting to share your energy or love. But one thing I will tell you is, don’t expect us to initiate the hug anytime soon. All I can tell you is, don’t always be afraid. We only act like we will bite.

Oh, and the most important thing…. DON’T PUSH YOUR LUCK.      😀

Yea, don’t try to go from 0 – 60 on the hugging scale just because we open up a little. We still get a little squeamish.

Oh, and if we don’t know you….YEA, we aren’t letting you into the circle of those approved for hugging rights. Only those we love and care about. So Mr or Miss random person we don’t really know, you need to earn your way into the hugging circle. If you really care for us, you will wait until you get the golden ticket of hugging the non-hugger.

Ok, my confession is over and odds are I might deny this come tomorrow. But I promise I’ll at least keep giving my cyber-hugs because those kind don’t invade my personal space.

Big hugs…. and …

~~~till we laugh again~~~

Now That We Are All Losers…

Well, I’m afraid the the dream has ended and we all turned out to be big fat losers. Sighhhh

Well, not loser as in “You are such a loser!”

Well, some of you might be, but I’m not the one calling you that. That would be your friends who know you better or the bullies on the school yard. Everyone is a winner in my book.

But, looks like the dream of calling out rich tomorrow has to be shelved.

Yep, our pockets are empty

As of right now, I’m not sure if anyone won. They say they will know in a few more hours.But if someone didn’t, can you imagine how crazy it will be come next week?

Over a billion dollars! Amazing...

Well, I suppose it’s time to get back to normal everyday life stuff.

But it sure was fun while it lasted.

Oh, and I promise, if no one did win, and it does go crazy next week. I promise not to dedicate 3 days of laughter to it.

Well, I’ll try and not do that… LOL

Don’t worry, I already have my topic for tomorrow ready to go so you are safe for at least one day….

~~~till we laugh again~~~

$540,000,000 and Growing! Next Stop $600,000,000

$540 Million and Growing!!

Oh my lordy, someone or some folks are going to be freaking rich!

And if it is some loser who loses it all in a matter of years they should be shot.

Let’s face it, tomorrow will be even more crazy with people buying those tickets, so I bet it gets close to $600,000,000 ….. Amazing! And imagine if it doesn’t go again. That sucker could be a billion dollars the the following week!

I know I’m milking this for two days but come on, there is some serious dreaming going on in households across the lower 48 states. Mega is played in 42 states and you know other than Hawaii and Alaska, those other 6 states are making a run for the border of their nearest state playing it. (Although, there might be some diehard Eskimo’s flying into SeaTac tomorrow and a few Canadians grabbing their passports.)

Oh don’t worry, I’m not obsessing over it today. I just needed a post before  midnight and I’ve been running around today and the most amusing thing has been watching everyone get their tickets. I swear I saw smoke coming out of the ticket machine at QT today as it was being used so much.  LOL

Besides, I don’t think anything is wrong with dreaming. How you will spend it, who you will help, and how you will invest it. Dreaming makes you smile as you think of the possibilities.

Just do me a favor, don’t stop dreaming if you aren’t the lucky bastard who does hit it big. I’ll allow you a minute or two to kick the dirt, mumble and cuss, but five minutes later, keep your dreams alive. Dreams are hope and we all need our dreams and our hope!

Good luck to those playing!

PS. If its you and not me, I’m available for life coaching    😀

~~~till we laugh again~~~

$540,000,000 and Growing! Next Stop $600,000,000

$540 Million and Growing!!

Oh my lordy, someone or some folks are going to be freaking rich!

And if it is some loser who loses it all in a matter of years they should be shot.

Let’s face it, tomorrow will be even more crazy with people buying those tickets, so I bet it gets close to $600,000,000 ….. Amazing! And imagine if it doesn’t go again. That sucker could be a billion dollars the the following week!

I know I’m milking this for two days but come on, there is some serious dreaming going on in households across the lower 48 states. Mega is played in 42 states and you know other than Hawaii and Alaska, those other 6 states are making a run for the border of their nearest state playing it. (Although, there might be some diehard Eskimo’s flying into SeaTac tomorrow and a few Canadians grabbing their passports.)

Oh don’t worry, I’m not obsessing over it today. I just needed a post before  midnight and I’ve been running around today and the most amusing thing has been watching everyone get their tickets. I swear I saw smoke coming out of the ticket machine at QT today as it was being used so much.  LOL

Besides, I don’t think anything is wrong with dreaming. How you will spend it, who you will help, and how you will invest it. Dreaming makes you smile as you think of the possibilities.

Just do me a favor, don’t stop dreaming if you aren’t the lucky bastard who does hit it big. I’ll allow you a minute or two to kick the dirt, mumble and cuss, but five minutes later, keep your dreams alive. Dreams are hope and we all need our dreams and our hope!

Good luck to those playing!

PS. If its you and not me, I’m available for life coaching    😀

~~~till we laugh again~~~

1/2 a Billion Dollars!!! Gotta Get Me Some!

Mega Millions logo
Mega Millions logo (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Unless you live under a rock, or watch no TV or talk to no people or never visit the inside of a gas station or …. well you get the point.

The Mega Millions is going to be $500,000,000 this Friday!  Holy Moley! Guacamole!

People that never play the lotto are lining up for their chance at this life altering prize.

When the lottery creates this type of frenzy dreams are rampant. Let’s face it, we all have dreamed of what we would do with a million dollars, let alone a 1/2 a billion. I bet you can’t help but smile as you think of the house you would buy, the car you would buy, the family you would help out, the charities you would give to, how you would invest it, you name it.

You are bound to be asked, “Would you quit your job?” Personally I think its not a matter of “if” but rather “when”. Even if you love your job and try to stay, there will come a time when you would quit. You might keep working, but probably in some business venture you start.

 

Did I mention $500 MILLION??? 

 

The largest jackpot in history. Amazing. And for the next two days, it is mine! At least in my head and in my dreams. For the next couple of days I will be rich beyond my wildest dreams.

Don’t lecture me on money either. It isn’t evil and yes I know it doesn’t buy happiness. But it sure makes misery a hell of a lot better when you have it.  LOL

Donate it all if you want. But at least dream and smile big with all the possibilities.

Good Luck Everyone!

~~~till we laugh again~~~

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The Picture Says it All

Today you get a break from my crazy ramblings. (Otherwise known as I have a crazy day going and it shall not end soon). Therefore you get a short and to the point post today.

The following picture was shared on my Facebook page and I loved it so much I made it my Laptop background on both my laptops. Hope you enjoy it as well. (Sorry Facebook friends, you get this twice – yes, I love it that much)   😀

 

 

~~~till we laugh again~~~

Do You Have Yard Art? We All Need Yard Art

Do you have a flamingo in your yard? Or maybe a gnome on your porch? Oh I know, maybe it’s a couple of cute squirrels looking lovingly into each others eyes. Nooo, I know. A giant carved bear.

We all have seen cute yard art and think to ourselves, “Oh that is so cute I want it!”, then our sanity returns and we keep walking.

Yard art? Maybe you call it yard ornaments. Or Yard animals. But to some, it really is art. It is an expression of themselves. Or maybe it is something that just makes them giggle. Or maybe the goal is to make others point and laugh. Who knows. But some folks have some cool, interesting, odd, scary, freaky stuff. I thought I’d check out Google and share some images I found.

The other Gnome Riding the Hare must have taken off

Is it me or does the Grinch look like he is taking a pee in the yard?

Gives a new meaning to a flower bed

Normally flying bunnies on color wheels only show up in my bad dreams

I Assume a Redneck School Bus Driver lives here

I think this one doubles as a watering stand (not funny, but cute)

What is on it’s head?

Now this is a serious Dinosaur lover

Finally, when your yard art disappears here is what happened

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Butterflies are Evil!

So a few days ago I wrote about the snake in the front yard, and what might amuse you is, I’m more bothered by Butterflies more than I am snakes. huh???

Yep, I do NOT like butterflies or moths.  Give me a snake, a mouse, or even a spider. (no cockroaches tho – bad memories).

Ok, it’s not that I don’t like them, I’m just not a fan. Why? I am not a fan of anything flying. I feel like they are attacking from all angles and freak me out. They start flying around me and I’m like “I’m outta here”

A group of us went to a Botanical Garden one time and they had one of those Butterfly enclosures. I was not having anything to do with it. But I sucked it up and went inside. I probably hold the record for the quickest entry and exit. Those suckers start flying around and my heart starts pounding. Exit stage left….

Worse than butterflies? Moths. At least butterflies are pretty, Moths got the short stick in the beauty department. But that isn’t why I don’t like them. They can’t help the fact they missed the crayon box of life. I hate moths because they feel the need to enter my home and hang out around my lights. Some slam into our windows thinking it is a door. Those suckers crash hard too.

They hang out on my porch when the light kicks on. There are several months out of the year where it is like playing moth dodgeball trying to get pass them and into the house without brining in 5-7 of them with you. Just yesterday I found one hiding in the corner of the bathroom thinking I wouldn’t notice him. I swear he turned his head whistling when I looked. You know, that move we all do when trying to be inconspicuous?

(side note, I’m pretty impressed with myself that I just spelled inconspicuous right on the first shot — although I just failed spelling spelled since I wanted to spell spelt)  LOL

Ok, back to the flying creatures of death.

The reason I was inspired to write this post was what occurred last night on my drive home. Living in the middle of no where, I’m use to having 3-6 bugs commit suicide on my windshield on the drive home. Really sucks after you just get through washing the old bug guts off.

Anyways, in the dark, I notice what I thought was a moth stuck on my wiper blade. Next thing I know, I’m driving 60 miles an hour with the realization that the moth is not on the outside of my truck, BUT THE INSIDE!

OMG! That little sucker (not the ucker I used by the way) better not touch me! I roll down both front windows hoping he will be sucked out. But nooooo, he was a tease. He just kept crawling his 2 inch self back and forth across the inside of the windshield. Hiding behind Yoshi (long story) and then back. That 5 minutes was the longest in my life. He disappeared right before I got home. And to be honest, I’m not sure if he has been trapped in there the past 12 hours. I guess I’ll find out in an hour.

This post is longer than I wanted. But let me tell you. Give me a snake any day over being held hostage in my truck by a moth.

Too Funny! I just discovered as I was doing my tags that there is not only an actual fear of butterflies and moths, but a dedicated Facebook page. LOL

https://www.facebook.com/hatebutterflies

 

~~~till we laugh again~~~

 




Angry Birds Space ~~ Darn You Rovio! I Didn’t Want to Do It!

Well, I managed to hold out two whole days. I wasn’t going to do it. I was going to hold my ground in protest over the new Angry Birds Space being $2.99 vs Free like all the other versions of the past. But I caved today.

Before I explain my lack of will power, let me explain why I was holding out. As you know, Angry Birds is the King of all apps on iTunes or Android. You haven’t lived till you have played it. We all get addicted some time. Even those that swear they will not. Swear that they will never touch the fowl thing. (slight pun, crack myself up). But one by one over the last few years a gazillion of us got the bug. (or bird/pig in this case).

There are crazy diehards and semi diehards. I’m not a diehard but I’ll confess to the semi version as yes I have Original, Seasons & Rio. And yes I did have moments of addiction to achieve the 3 star levels (thank you AngryBirdsNest.com for your assistance on those tough ones)

I was excited that there was going to be a brand new game and not just new levels. After all, how could they improve on the original? Knowing these folks, it was going to be out of this world! (still laughing at my silly puns)

Then March 22 came and it was time. I went to my iTunes and almost died. $2.99!! What???!! Ok, it’s not that I’m cheap. But what a shock when normally you get to try them for Free and then sucker me in for money later once I’m addicted after even one level. I would have caved easily after that first level, drooling for more.But noooooo, now I have to pay to see if I even will like it. So I stood my ground.

Then today, the stretched tether of my will power snapped. After looking at it each day hoping Rovio had come to their senses only to be disappointed. Then, the moment happened. I didn’t mean for it to. It just did. It was over in a matter of minutes.

One of my guys here at the store asked if I had played it yet (we have an Angry Birds bond over the years). When I said no, I was holding out, he just had to tease me like a giant cupcake on a diet. He gave me his phone and brought up level 1. It’s all it took. Level one became level 2, then 3. Next thing you know, I marched into my office pulled up my iTunes and that was all she wrote. My pocket was now $2.99 lighter and my addiction that had been put at bay was boiling up again.

It’s amazing I’m writing this blog right now vs playing. You lucky readers I made my priority. But in a few hours, when I’m sitting at home with my feet up. I will not be looking at how many of you are amazed by this blog. I’ll miss my 5,000th view that I’ve waited months for. Just like my speedometer when it flips over when I’m not looking after watching it for the last 333 miles. No, I’ll be working my way through Space until the wee hours.

DARN YOU ROVIO!!!! I DIDN”T WANT TO DO IT!

PS. So far it looks like it might be worth it if you are an Angry Bird Lemming too.

~~~till we laugh again~~~

20120324-211108.jpgYahoo!  I got to see it ! It was a fluke. Lol

Our Cars / Trucks Have Something to Tell Us

So I pull into my favorite place (Quick Trip ~ QT as we fans call it) for some gas. I pull up behind this little blue & white Mini Cooper. As I’m putting the handle into my truck, I gaze over at the back of the Mini Cooper and start busting up laughing.

On the back of his window is a sticker running across the top that just says….ACTUAL SIZE

Now, I’m not sure about you, but that is funny. When I mentioned to the guy I liked his sticker, he smiled and said, “Thank you, not many people get it.”

As I drove off, I started wondering what other unique witty stickers / plates / etc might be out there. So I went online and did some research for all of our amusement. Here are a few of the ones I found…

  • Smart Cars – My Car is Smarter than Your Car  or My Ass isn’t the Only Thing Smart
  • Mustangs – Giddy Up!
  • Hummer – My Wife Gave Me This Hummer
  • Viper – My Viper ate your Cobra
  • Prius – I Ran Out of Gas
  • Hearst – People are Dying for a Ride
  • VW Bug – Slug Em First!
  • Pinto – FIRE!

I’m sure there are tons of other ones. But trust me, these suckers are hard to find. I thought it would be an easy Google search but nooooo…

However while looking for these I found tons of awesome bumper stickers that would have been funny also. Maybe another day. After all I do have 366 days to fill so you never know.    😀

OK, I have to get ready to go scoop some ice cream…. so I best hop in the shower  (Right now my new readers are wondering why I have to shower before getting a bowl of ice cream…. LOL) Sorry that thought made me laugh…

~~~till we laugh again~~~

Everyone Loves a Cute Joke ~~ If you don’t, you must be dead inside

Cute Jokes Get Us Every Time!





 

 

The past few days my mom has been sending me some cute little jokes. The kind you can find on Popsicle sticks or little kids tend to tell. The ones that make you groan yet you laugh every time.

There is something great about jokes like these. Most are classics and most are perfect for all ages. Yesterday I discussed my poor memory and it kills me that one of the first things to go were these cute jokes. Trust me, I have read thousands through the years and swore I would never forget my favorites. Yet here I sit, empty other than my two favorites…

  • What did the teddy bear say when offered dessert?   No thanks, I’m stuffed!   (God I love this joke)
  • Why do Eskimos wash their clothes in Tide?    Because it’s too cold out tide.  

I must admit, the ones my mom sent were cute so I will share them too…

  • What type of lettuce was served on the Titanic?   Iceberg  (you saw that coming ~~although they didn’t)
  • What kind of a cup cant u drink out of?   A cupcake
  • Where can you see hamburgers dance?   At a meat Ball

I had a friend that thought this one was the funniest joke she ever heard for years. Although she was the only one who ended up laughing…

  • Why did the baby cross the road?  It was stapled to the chicken   (sick mind huh?)

My significant other’s grandpa use to tell this one every time they passed a graveyard…

  • Why is there a fence around the graveyard?  Because everyone is dying to get in!

One of my nephew’s thinks this is the funniest joke around…

  • Horse walks into a bar, bartender asks….“Why the long face?”    (took me a couple beats to get it)

Earlier today I saw this one…

  • What do you call a dear with no eye?  No Idear

So my question for you is…

What is the silly joke you like to tell?

Or one someone you know just can’t seem to stop telling?

Share for all to laugh   😀

 

HEY…Come tell you cute silly joke on this new post. >>>>  Cute Jokes You Can Tell Anyone… I Thought these have been too good not to share so why not make one page of them! Thanks

 

~~~till we laugh again~~~

 

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Memories ~~ Are You Sure I Was There?

I was reading a fellow blogger speak of a recent family get together and a story that comes up each time and how different each person recalls the event in question. It got me thinking about how often this happens in my own family as I’m sure it does in yours.

I always say There are three truths to any story. This side, that side and the real one in the middle.

Each truth is as real to the person as if it happened yesterday. Even if the truth is lost back in 1970. Time has added bits and parts to help the story along. Gaps filled in that time has eroded. But when the story is told, it is someone’s truth and they are adamant that it occurred exactly that way.

Both my sisters have steal trap door memories. Mine is more like a saloon door swinging with the wind and tumble weeds.

When my family gets together in any way, shape, or form (in person, via phone, etc) a story from the past is bound to creep in. Don’t you remember when…. is a terrible phrase for me to hear. Terror and panic set in as I’m almost 100% certain I will not have the first clue as to what they will be saying. And when I don’t even have a glimmer in my eye, I know I’m in trouble. I’d like to say I’m only in trouble with my siblings but the reality is, this memory retention issue is way bigger than that. I pretty much suck in any recall other than what impacts me today.

Einstein once said he didn’t memorize anything he could look up. He needed his mind for the bigger issues. Maybe when I heard this years ago I adopted his philosophy and immediately emptied my recycling bin on my memories hard drive.

Sometimes I feel bad that I don’t recall. After all, some of those moments meant something to the other person otherwise why would they even have it floating around in their noggin? And it’s not that they didn’t mean anything to me. Sometimes when they are telling me about it, I do recall and remember some wonderful memories.

Think of it this way, many of my memories are just stored in a box in storage. I felt they were important enough to keep, I just didn’t think I needed to keep them in the house since I probably wouldn’t be needing them tomorrow. I can get to them if I need them.

So, next time you ask me if I recall something, don’t get mad that I don’t recall within the first 5 words. I’m sure they are in there somewhere. You just need to bring a flashlight, a shoehorn and a wee bit of patience.   😀

 

~~~till we laugh again~~~

Why I Love Watching Dancing With the Stars

Last night I watched the premier of Dancing With the Stars, or DWTS for those in the know. I love this show. Not because of the stars or the dancing (tho I love both).

I love DWTS because it shows what we are all capable of. Nothing brings a smile to my face more than the triumph of others.

When the stars are announced people go “who?” or “how did they get them?” “Oh no, they are doing this” or “that should be funny”. Then you wonder who they will be paired with and then wait for the next two weeks to see how they do.

Last night the wait was over. They hit the floor. From Roshon Fegan (“who?”), Melissa Gilbert (“how did they get them?”), Gladys Knight (“oh no, they are doing this”) or Sherri Shepherd (“oh she will be funny”).

And once again, this show surprised me with how much it makes me smile. When these folks take the dance floor, they no longer are a star. For most of them, I would bet dollars to donuts that they feel as insecure as you and I would. Most have no dance talent and most have to show things to the American public that none of us would ever want seen by our friends never mind the world.

We get to see them struggle with their body issues, their klutz issues, their hectic schedules, their not so pretty personality moments and a host of other things I’m sure they would prefer the world wouldn’t know.

Something about human triumph makes my heart smile. DWTS is one of those shows that do this. Just like Biggest Loser, people who question if they can, do what they think is the unthinkable and show they can. And sometimes, not just can, but can very well.

See, it’s not about how great they do, it’s about the journey, the fact they try and they succeed beyond their own wildest dreams.

It’s easy to sit at home and criticize this show. To call these stars names and poke fun at them. But you know what? Each and every one them are trying something new. Maybe for themselves, maybe for their moms or maybe for a shot of coming back in our homes. Who knows? More importantly, who cares?

What I do know is, they make me smile each Monday as they accomplish something they pushed themselves for. They accomplished something they never in a million years thought they would just a few months prior. And if your heart doesn’t smile just a little when they finish their routine, then you are definitely a half empty cup kind of person. Because when they finish, for me, my cup is full of possibilities and belief.

Next time you hear about this show, before you pass judgement, watch a season from beginning to end and see their journey. You will be surprised to realize it isn’t about if they are a “has been” or “they danced terrible”, no, it is about the fact they got out there, shook their tale feathers and did something they never thought they could. Who cares how well it went as long as they tried.

Isn’t that what life is about? Putting ourselves out there and trying things we thought we never thought we could do?

I hope you also find joy in watching this show. And I hope you also have some of those moments that your heart just smiles and you are happy for their success.

 

~~~till we laugh again~~~