and the snakes were driven out...

"May you be half an hour in heaven before the devil knows you're dead!" Happy St Patrick's Day to the Irish bloggers out there... and to those who wish they were! Have a pint (or two...) and sing a wee bit! And remember... Wear your green lest you get pinched! For my grandmother Mary of Belfast... Love you all more than my luggage! Hugs, smooches and gropes!

Manic Monday - the BLOW edition..

After some fast and furious e-mailing that occured this weekend between some crazy people Meri, Travis, Julie -yes.. you too, Vinny (bad bad man LOL.. please don't ever change bwahahaha) and poor Dana our Queen who was subjected to our wild and crazy ways (I could think of worse things to be subjected to.. really...) I almost went the way of the obvious for this Monday's Manic assignment... I know.. you're expecting a dissertation on one of the most wonderful tools given to man... the leaf-blower! What? Not what you thought? Well... as I am always willing to throw a curve ball (ugh.. baseball talk.. I blame The Couch)... My use of the word BLOW... well a variant... So I saw this and it blew me away! Well... don't that beat all. Thank to all the sweet people who dropped by and shared their thoughts about my Friday Funk... I'll answer each and everyone as soon as I can but I must say I appreciate the concern, the support and especially that you took the time to really think about my little rant (except Matt-man.. who was too busy thinking of a big juicy lovely braised piece of beef....... how's that lent project thingy coming along?) OOOOOH!!! I have a double topic.. Things that might make Matt-man blow his lent project thingy... bwahahahahahahahahahaha! Duck of the Irish? I have officially 'De-funkified' as Matt-Man put it! Love you all more than my luggage! Hugs, smooches and gropes!