tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28258640592940901132009-07-16T01:23:41.562-06:00Anniethology(ānē-thŏl'ə-jē)-
The Internet home of columnist, social media enthusiast and lifestyle coach, Annie Payne.
"No one has ever regretted taking my advice."Anniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16575936726304867096annie.payne@bresnan.netBlogger337125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2825864059294090113.post-38429939876576571122009-07-14T10:22:00.003-06:002009-07-14T10:29:01.098-06:00You multi-task, so should your rooms<div><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u3Auqjlx_e8/SlyxQW0NnYI/AAAAAAAAC6U/VphhFbtCuVc/s1600-h/bowling.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358352551224647042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u3Auqjlx_e8/SlyxQW0NnYI/AAAAAAAAC6U/VphhFbtCuVc/s400/bowling.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><strong>Double duty rooms</strong> </div><div><br />The largest house in America is in Asheville, North Carolina. It boasts 4 acres of floor space, 250 rooms, 34 bedrooms, 43 bathrooms, and 65 fireplaces. It was constructed over six years and was completed in 1895. It served as the family home of George and Edith Vanderbilt. He had created a country retreat where he could pursue his passion for art, literature, and horticulture. The home is still owned by family members, but it is open to the public as a luxury inn known as The Biltmore.<br />The average home size has nowhere near four acres of floor space. According to the National Home Builders Association, it is more like 2300 square feet. Most American homes don’t have an indoor pool, bowling alley, gym, or home theater, but that doesn’t mean that you can’t have those in your average-sized house. It just takes a little more creativity and perhaps paring down… a touch. Just like we have to multi-task in our lives, our rooms have to do double, sometimes triple duty, too. The difficult part is to insure that the marriage of functional areas can coexist without having to separate under irreconcilable differences.<br />Here are a couple examples of how the rooms in my home have done “double duty:”<br /></div><div><strong>The Laundry Gallery</strong></div><div> </div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358352674523929842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 286px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u3Auqjlx_e8/SlyxXiJDXPI/AAAAAAAAC6c/9m_KUzXWQ7Y/s400/gallery.jpg" border="0" /><br />Who says that an averaged-sized home in Fruita, Colorado can’t have its own art gallery? My children’s happy artwork keeps my new red, front loading washer and dryer, AKA “Thelma and Louise” company and staves of the drudgery of loading, folding, and ironing. I’ve collected inexpensive frames and given a place of honor to my kid’s creative creations. They love seeing their artwork framed on the walls and I don’t have a bunch of papers “cluttering” my refrigerator doors.<br />Not every art project goes in a frame. When they come to me with a new creation, we look at it with an art critics eye and we decide why it is good, how it is different from the twenty other drawings of Pokemon they have done and if it is worthy of an “art showing.” They learn to hone their art skills and I don’t go broke buying frames. </div><div> </div><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358352778305261410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 283px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u3Auqjlx_e8/Slyxdkwcz2I/AAAAAAAAC6k/BM6u9Es_8Wo/s400/goffice.jpg" border="0" /><br /><strong>The Goffice</strong> </div><div><br />For a couple of years Secret Agent Man and I co-existed happily in the same office. When his “super secrety “ responsibilities changed from Operations Analyst to Acquisitions, it became clear that he would need a little more space and privacy.<br />If you are sneaky enough to catch a glimpse of his computer screen, what at first glance may seem like a harmless material requisition, is actually missile launch codes, doomsday scenarios, and other state secrets.<br />For weeks after being displaced from the office we’ve shared, I worked on my laptop in different corners of the house, but I needed a permanent space of my own to write my articles, blog, update my Facebook status and “tweet” with my “tweeps” on Twitter.<br />I recently set up my new digs in the guestroom. I bought a new desk and chair and moved it into the room next to my parent’s cerca 1970’s bedroom furniture.<br />I now call it, the guestroom + office or, "The Goffice."<br />Deciding on the furniture arrangement was not easy. I knew I wanted my desk next to the window so I could spy on the people in the park enjoy the beautiful view of the Colorado National Monument and the neighborhood park, but in order to do that, perfect placement had to be compromised (Note the bed partially blocking the closet door.) But, all in all, I am really happy with the result.<br />So, if you come through my neighborhood park, give me a wave and I'll “tweet” about what you are wearing and if you cleaned up after your dog.<br />Here are some tips on how and when, or when not to merge your rooms:<br />· <strong>Look at the areas of your home which are used the least and think about how they could be more useful.</strong> I go against the grain on what most lifestyle experts will tell you. They say that gone are the days of the formal living room and dining room. I disagree. Although, they are sparsely used, I love having two clean and quiet rooms to the left of the front door that are always ready to welcome unexpected guests. But, if this is not your style, perhaps add a desk to your under-used living room to give it more functionality. Perhaps it will attract more use if it had more bookshelves and better lighting to make it a home library. If you are lucky enough to have a formal dining room connected to your kitchen, but “formality” is not your style, I have seen that some families use it as a playroom for their kids. Having the playroom right off the kitchen makes it easy for mom to keep an eye on the kiddos while preparing meals and cleaning up.<br /><br /><strong>· Do not ask your bedroom to be anything else but a bedroom.</strong> I visited home recently that had a TV, a computer, a sewing table, and a treadmill all in the same room! How do those people ever relax enough to sleep? You may know I’m a Feng Shui enthusiast and that ancient Chinese philosophy would teach you not to use your bedroom as a workspace or workout room, let it be a calming sanctuary, a respite from the world and nothing else.<br /><br /><strong>· I love the idea of combining kitchen and office.</strong> The kitchen is already a hub of activity. It seems like a no-brainer to have your computer nearby. As a laptop user, having my computer in the kitchen with me when I cook is very helpful. I can quickly look up recipes or watch cooking demonstrations. During the school year, I could check the weather, headlines, and school menus while I prepared breakfast and lunches for the kids and never had to leave the kitchen. There’s no need to bring in extra furniture. I used counter space as my desk and a kitchen stool as my seat.<br /><br />Perhaps I’ll never live like the Vanderbilts. My average-sized home, complete with “goffice” and art gallery are just right size for me, but whenever I dare to dream of living in a place like The Biltmore, an old adage comes to mind, “It’s a nice place to visit, but I wouldn’t want to clean all those bathrooms.”</div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2825864059294090113-3842993987657657112?l=anniethology.blogspot.com'/></div>Anniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16575936726304867096annie.payne@bresnan.net14tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2825864059294090113.post-21437535935932647102009-07-13T11:54:00.006-06:002009-07-14T10:20:37.892-06:00The secret to thinner-looking legs<div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">...is wearing bigger shoes!</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358038980811398898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u3Auqjlx_e8/SluUEJ_1nvI/AAAAAAAAC6M/P-BpylAyH08/s400/skinnylegs.jpg" border="0" /></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></div><div align="center">I hope my husband doesn't mind me borrowing his size 12s for awhile. If I could find some swimming flippers, believe me, I'd be wearing those if I thought they'd do the trick. </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">Sorry, I wish I could've been more helpful. The big shoe thing is all I've got. </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2825864059294090113-2143753593593264710?l=anniethology.blogspot.com'/></div>Anniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16575936726304867096annie.payne@bresnan.net8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2825864059294090113.post-45604572090643376642009-07-08T13:25:00.007-06:002009-07-08T22:22:05.314-06:00I'd be lying if I said this wasn't the best MJ tribute, evah!<div align="center"></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><p align="center">The screen shot is misleading. Watch the vid to see what Bryan a.k.a. <a href="http://www.youtube.com/user/AfricanoBoiShow">AfricanoBoi</a> thought of the MJ tribute.<br /><br /></p><p align="center"><object height="340" width="560"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8l-74e2NcdU&hl=en&fs=1&"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8l-74e2NcdU&hl=en&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"></embed></object></p><p align="center"><br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Whydoesthisvidmakememissmariadelacruz?mysistahsspacebarsticks.idon'tknowhowsheputsupwithit. </span></p><p align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">"Justrestinpeacemichaelbecausewereallydoloveyouandstufflikethat."</span></p><p align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;">Warningfromtheblogadministrator:youwillnotgetthis3minutesand54secondsofyourlifeback.</span></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2825864059294090113-4560457209064337664?l=anniethology.blogspot.com'/></div>Anniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16575936726304867096annie.payne@bresnan.net13tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2825864059294090113.post-11536692717826130462009-06-28T22:01:00.009-06:002009-06-28T22:54:08.727-06:00Before you call me crazy, hear me out<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u3Auqjlx_e8/Skg9f4QP3qI/AAAAAAAAC6A/p6cZ935JVDE/s1600-h/thriller1.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352595775015607970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u3Auqjlx_e8/Skg9f4QP3qI/AAAAAAAAC6A/p6cZ935JVDE/s400/thriller1.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center">Now, there are people out there who still believe that Elvis is alive, but if there is anyone who could and would pull off a back-from-the-dead event, it would be Michael Jackson. </div><div align="center">Think about it. </div><div align="center">He had the means and the motivation and just enough of the wackadoo to do it. </div><div align="center">What better way to prepare for and promote his upcoming world tour than to remind us all of why we were fans to begin with? Come on, honestly, when was the last time you cared about Michael Jackson? When was the last time you listened to a M.J. cd, cassette, or album before this past week? I don't care who you are, everyone was a Michael Jackson fan at some point in their lives. Now, just remember when M.J. sightings start happening...you read it here first.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2825864059294090113-1153669271782613046?l=anniethology.blogspot.com'/></div>Anniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16575936726304867096annie.payne@bresnan.net22tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2825864059294090113.post-42457824270439560722009-06-18T16:51:00.003-06:002009-06-18T16:56:36.512-06:00More unpaid endorsements<div align="center"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u3Auqjlx_e8/SjrFC2Pug7I/AAAAAAAAC5o/v4-RIVMCc7M/s1600-h/stove-beachblue-500x679.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348804160167773106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 295px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u3Auqjlx_e8/SjrFC2Pug7I/AAAAAAAAC5o/v4-RIVMCc7M/s400/stove-beachblue-500x679.jpg" border="0" /></a> Thelma and Louise, my new washer and dryer (scroll down to witness their beauty one more time) need a friend!<br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348804342776189298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u3Auqjlx_e8/SjrFNeg90XI/AAAAAAAAC5w/FY2VBhxhOew/s400/Sprayway.jpg" border="0" />I still love this stuff. Sprayway! Secret Agent Man and I agree that it smells great. </div><div align="center"><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348805113367714594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 275px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 297px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u3Auqjlx_e8/SjrF6VMTWyI/AAAAAAAAC54/rLye1Nv_5V4/s400/carb+smart.jpg" border="0" />These things are saving my sanity.<br /><div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2825864059294090113-4245782427043956072?l=anniethology.blogspot.com'/></div>Anniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16575936726304867096annie.payne@bresnan.net20tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2825864059294090113.post-65130937338844626742009-06-15T10:41:00.004-06:002009-06-18T16:34:26.059-06:00A sign of the apocalypse...<div align="center">...the National Organization for Women and Joy Behar side with Sarah Palin?!</div><div align="center"></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347598926418313474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 138px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u3Auqjlx_e8/SjZ85ApsgQI/AAAAAAAAC3w/iu7ya2jTZVs/s400/now_logo_2.jpg" border="0" /><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center"><a href="http://www.now.org/issues/media/hall-of-shame/index.php/television/letterman-palin-daughter">Click here </a>for the full story. Joy Behar agreed this morning on <em>The Vi*w</em>. </div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">I need to rethink everything I know to be true.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2825864059294090113-6513093733884462674?l=anniethology.blogspot.com'/></div>Anniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16575936726304867096annie.payne@bresnan.net12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2825864059294090113.post-76957456406635062482009-06-12T10:52:00.002-06:002009-06-12T10:58:28.239-06:00Forget diamonds. Photo editing is a girl's best friend!<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u3Auqjlx_e8/SjKIOZ-cniI/AAAAAAAAC1I/xyQ7xZ-De4o/s1600-h/annieedit.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346485488714554914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 156px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u3Auqjlx_e8/SjKIOZ-cniI/AAAAAAAAC1I/xyQ7xZ-De4o/s400/annieedit.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center">Let no unhallowed picture go unedited. I took this picture myself, sitting at my desk. I don't know why I haven't waved the magic wand over my pics before, but I tell you this, now and forever, I'll never post another picture without giving it the old bibitty-bobbity-boo first!</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2825864059294090113-7695745640663506248?l=anniethology.blogspot.com'/></div>Anniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16575936726304867096annie.payne@bresnan.net13tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2825864059294090113.post-5542214887865305902009-06-06T08:13:00.003-06:002009-06-06T08:16:20.188-06:00Heaven and hell embodied in two gorgeous machines<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u3Auqjlx_e8/Sip52dfwkbI/AAAAAAAAC1A/xOdeOvnd29U/s1600-h/thelmaandlouise+010.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344217884366246322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 318px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u3Auqjlx_e8/Sip52dfwkbI/AAAAAAAAC1A/xOdeOvnd29U/s400/thelmaandlouise+010.jpg" border="0" /></a> I understand the kind of obsession some men feel over their machines. <a href="http://www.gjsentinel.com/opin/content/news/opinion/stories/2009/06/05/060609_HG_1B_Payne.html"><span style="font-size:130%;">Click here</span><br /></a><div>to read my latest Home and Garden article. </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2825864059294090113-554221488786530590?l=anniethology.blogspot.com'/></div>Anniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16575936726304867096annie.payne@bresnan.net19tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2825864059294090113.post-2943122178195243902009-06-01T22:21:00.009-06:002009-06-02T00:02:03.747-06:00The Goffice<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u3Auqjlx_e8/SiS6H3VLCbI/AAAAAAAAC0g/JdeWJueqZxY/s1600-h/May+09+028.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342599702242855346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 304px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u3Auqjlx_e8/SiS6H3VLCbI/AAAAAAAAC0g/JdeWJueqZxY/s400/May+09+028.jpg" border="0" /></a> For a couple of years Secret Agent Man and I co-existed happily in the same office. When his super secrety responsibilities changed from Ops Analyst to Acquisitions, it became clear that he would need a little more space and privacy. If you are sneaky enough to catch a glimpse of his computer screen, what at first glance may seem like a harmless material requisition is actually missile launch codes, doomsday scenarios, and other state secrets.<br />For weeks I've been working on my laptop in different corners of the house. This weekend I finally set up my new digs in the guest room. I now call it, "The Goffice."<br />I bought a new desk and chair and moved it into the guest room next to my parents ancient bedroom furniture.<br />Deciding on the furniture arrangement was not easy. I knew I wanted my desk next to the window so I could <strike>spy on people in the park </strike>enjoy the beautiful view of the neighborhood park. In order to do that, perfect placement had to be compromised (Note the bed partially blocking the closet door). But, all in all, I am really happy with the result. I'm just waiting on a few accessories to arrive to finish the look. So if you come through my park, give me a wave and I'll tweet about what you are wearing and if you cleaned up after your dog.<br /><br /><div><div><div><span style="font-size:78%;">Dear Santa, Whatever happened to the camera I asked for? Haven't I been good? Do you see the crummy pictures I have to put up with?</span><br /><br /></div><br /><div><span style="font-size:78%;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342592705425002850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 304px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u3Auqjlx_e8/SiSzwmJzUWI/AAAAAAAAC0A/I0wMYHwdtPQ/s400/May+09+055.jpg" border="0" /></span></div><div><span style="font-size:78%;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-size:78%;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342592693803321842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 304px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u3Auqjlx_e8/SiSzv62-ifI/AAAAAAAACzw/Uk79eLko7PQ/s400/May+09+016.jpg" border="0" /></span></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342601031870237922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 304px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u3Auqjlx_e8/SiS7VQlCzOI/AAAAAAAAC04/NGm69coiFcw/s400/May+09+039.jpg" border="0" /> <div><span style="font-size:78%;"></span></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342600071283012370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 304px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u3Auqjlx_e8/SiS6dWHM8xI/AAAAAAAAC0o/k6qJrycDEFg/s400/May+09+031.jpg" border="0" /><br /></div></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342600564580247666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 304px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u3Auqjlx_e8/SiS66DybaHI/AAAAAAAAC0w/ewnu0gK83kk/s400/May+09+036.jpg" border="0" /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2825864059294090113-294312217819524390?l=anniethology.blogspot.com'/></div>Anniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16575936726304867096annie.payne@bresnan.net16tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2825864059294090113.post-80641665179111682192009-05-30T08:22:00.006-06:002009-05-30T09:23:30.505-06:00I'm only going to say this once.Prop 8 was in the news again this week. The Supreme Court of California upheld the proposition. As well it should. Regardless of what the prop is about, the voters decided. It is done.<br />But, my position is this: I think government should get out of the marriage business. Government should issue civil unions to everyone, gay or straight. Let churches perform marriages.<br />Gays pay taxes in this country they should have equal rights under the law.<br />By issuing civil unions to everyone, government still collects its $$, which is all it really cares about, and everyone is treated fairly.<br />By leaving marriages up to churches, marriage is put back where it belongs. I believe marriage is a religious ordinance, such as baptism or communion. Marriage, to me, is a promise between man, woman, and God. The State of Caleefornya, where my license was issued, does not validate or invalidate my love or covenant to my husband. We do.<br />By leaving marriage up to churches, that still doesn't exclude gays. There are churches out there will "marry" gay couples.<br />Under my plan: Gays are treated equally. Gubment still gets your $$. And marriage becomes a religious ordinance again and not a legal right. Everyone is happy!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2825864059294090113-8064166517911168219?l=anniethology.blogspot.com'/></div>Anniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16575936726304867096annie.payne@bresnan.net23tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2825864059294090113.post-51157840032560907052009-05-28T09:34:00.002-06:002009-05-28T09:36:47.290-06:00Really?!<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u3Auqjlx_e8/Sh6vWi_4DfI/AAAAAAAACzg/KdllJ5h66Uw/s1600-h/french+cut1.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340899009994690034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 206px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u3Auqjlx_e8/Sh6vWi_4DfI/AAAAAAAACzg/KdllJ5h66Uw/s400/french+cut1.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center">Really, how can these both be "french cut?"</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2825864059294090113-5115784003256090705?l=anniethology.blogspot.com'/></div>Anniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16575936726304867096annie.payne@bresnan.net16tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2825864059294090113.post-26119359874592703292009-05-22T08:42:00.005-06:002009-05-22T09:27:26.544-06:00Living with Secret Agent Man<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u3Auqjlx_e8/ShbAAn4XVaI/AAAAAAAACzI/4SN6McOfz98/s1600-h/boys+program+08+013.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338665525232227746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 304px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u3Auqjlx_e8/ShbAAn4XVaI/AAAAAAAACzI/4SN6McOfz98/s400/boys+program+08+013.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>Secret Agent Man was the best guy I ever dated. That's why I married him. He fit all the qualifications: Tall, tall, and tall. </div><br /><div>We took a real leap of faith marrrying each other. We were penpals for two years, but only had been together in the same place, er country, for two weeks before we were engaged. Three short months later we started our life together in a small ranch-style home on a culdesac backed up to the 10 Freeway in Covina, California. </div><br /><div>Since then we have grown, matured, and developed our rolls as husband and wife. But, he seems to have hogged all the good characteristics for himself. He's freaky smart, physically strong, good with money, socially acceptable and now he wants to add... funny. </div><br /><div>He tries really hard to be funny. Almost too hard. If I want to see that guy fill to the brim with pride, all I have to do is laugh at one of his jokes. </div><br /><div>I don't want him to be funny, though. He got all the other good characteristcs. Why can't he leave "good sense of humor" for me? </div><br /><div>He asks, "But, Honey, can't we both be funny?" </div><br /><div>See what I mean?! Freaky smart that man is.</div><div> </div><div></div><div>No, we can't both be funny. I'm the funny one in this relationship and I like it like that. </div><br /><div>Don't misunderstand me. The man has short comings, which I am more than willing to point out. When he does something I don't like, he'll hear,</div><br /><div>"My next husband won't forget to take out the garbage."</div><div> </div><div>"My next husband will notice when I am wearing something new." </div><br /><div>"My next husband won't ask me to turn in receipts for a two dollar burrito." </div><br /><div>And to this his response is, </div><br /><div><span style="font-size:130%;"><em>"I gotta meet this guy!"</em></span></div><br /><div>Okay, I give...he <em>is</em> the funny one.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2825864059294090113-2611935987459270329?l=anniethology.blogspot.com'/></div>Anniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16575936726304867096annie.payne@bresnan.net31tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2825864059294090113.post-4152426079677854082009-05-20T21:31:00.004-06:002009-05-20T21:59:40.726-06:00Anniethology on Idol: Finale Recap via Facebook Comments<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u3Auqjlx_e8/ShTOd09RFzI/AAAAAAAACy4/Lsk5ShXl03k/s1600-h/Kris.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338118470168024882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 243px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u3Auqjlx_e8/ShTOd09RFzI/AAAAAAAACy4/Lsk5ShXl03k/s320/Kris.jpg" border="0" /></a><strong><span style="font-size:130%;"> Annie Clark Payne: I used to like that Jason Mraz song before the Idol Crack Choir sang it!</span></strong><br /><div><br /><a class="x_to_hide" title="Click here to remove this comment"></a><a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1147350391">Annie Clark Payne</a> at 7:44pm May 20<br />I didn't like that Keith Urban song until Kris sang it! That was a great duet!<br /><a title="Carrie Clark Cronin" href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1175850319"></a><br /><a href="http://voicescarrie.blogspot.com/">Voices Carrie</a> at 7:52pm May 20<br />Fergie's legs are like buttah!!<br /><a title="Sheila Lax Heap" href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1590198651"></a><br /><a href="http://pedalingfast.blogspot.com/">Pedaling </a>at 7:53pm May 20<br />i'm behind you in my viewing- just watching norm right now- we started the show late so we could skip through the commercials- but i'll catch up- no worries. keep your commentary coming! oh, now it latifa<br /><a title="Annie Clark Payne" href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1147350391"></a><br /><a class="x_to_hide" title="Click here to remove this comment"></a><a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1147350391">Annie Clark Payne</a> at 7:57pm May 20<br />Bikini Ho got a boob job!<br /><a title="Annie Clark Payne" href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1147350391"></a><br /><a class="x_to_hide" title="Click here to remove this comment"></a><a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1147350391">Annie Clark Payne</a> at 7:58pm May 20<br />Won't fill the hole in your soul, Honey!<br /><a title="Carrie Clark Cronin" href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1175850319"></a><br /><a class="x_to_hide" title="Click here to remove this comment"></a>Voices Carrie at 7:59pm May 20<br />Kara! You go girl! Who knew she could sing?<br /><a title="Annie Clark Payne" href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1147350391"></a><br /><a class="x_to_hide" title="Click here to remove this comment"></a><a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1147350391">Annie Clark Payne</a> at 7:59pm May 20<br />Kara comes out and my son says, "Who's that?" Exactly.<br /><a title="Annie Clark Payne" href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1147350391"></a><br /><a class="x_to_hide" title="Click here to remove this comment"></a><a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1147350391">Annie Clark Payne</a> at 8:00pm May 20<br />Flashing the audience won't save your job now, Kara Dio-nobody-cares-what-you-think.<br /><a title="Annie Clark Payne" href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1147350391"></a><br /><a class="x_to_hide" title="Click here to remove this comment"></a><a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1147350391">Annie Clark Payne</a> at 8:02pm May 20<br />"Time After Time" that's our song!<br /><a title="Brenda Anderson" href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=531288232"></a><br /><a href="http://igottab.blogspot.com/">B.</a> at 8:02pm May 20<br />Mmmmm....Keith Urban.<br /><a title="Annie Clark Payne" href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1147350391"></a><br /><a class="x_to_hide" title="Click here to remove this comment"></a><a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1147350391">Annie Clark Payne</a> at 8:03pm May 20<br />I'm so glad Allyson didn't ruin this song for me. Secret Agent Man and I would have to pick a new song.<br /><a title="Carrie Clark Cronin" href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1175850319"></a><br /><a class="x_to_hide" title="Click here to remove this comment"></a>Voices Carrie at 8:05pm May 20<br />Keith a Kris too much cuteness to behold my eyes hurt!<br /><a title="Brenda Anderson" href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=531288232"></a><br /><a class="x_to_hide" title="Click here to remove this comment"></a>B. at 8:06pm May 20<br />I haven't started watching yet...maybe I should do so before Hoss gets home from his bus-trip. Maybe it'll make me Hot for Hoss.<br /><a title="Annie Clark Payne" href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1147350391"></a><br /><a class="x_to_hide" title="Click here to remove this comment"></a><a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1147350391">Annie Clark Payne</a> at 8:10pm May 20<br />Danny and Lionel Richie an a surprisingly good combo. (Standing up and dancing like Paula.)<br /><a title="Carrie Clark Cronin" href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1175850319"></a><br /><a class="x_to_hide" title="Click here to remove this comment"></a>Voices Carrie at 8:11pm May 20<br />Loved it! I would buy the CD for sure.<br /><a title="Annie Clark Payne" href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1147350391"></a><br /><a class="x_to_hide" title="Click here to remove this comment"></a><a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1147350391">Annie Clark Payne</a> at 8:13pm May 20<br />Then I rewound it and danced again.<br /><a title="Annie Clark Payne" href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1147350391"></a><br /><a class="x_to_hide" title="Click here to remove this comment"></a><a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1147350391">Annie Clark Payne</a> at 8:18pm May 20<br />Adam and Kiss. They must read my blog.<br /><a title="Sheila Lax Heap" href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1590198651"></a><br /><a class="x_to_hide" title="Click here to remove this comment"></a>Pedaling at 8:19pm May 20<br />kiss- looks like the macheen is for real!<br /><a title="Annie Clark Payne" href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1147350391"></a><br /><a class="x_to_hide" title="Click here to remove this comment"></a><a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1147350391">Annie Clark Payne</a> at 8:21pm May 20<br />I'm glad that song is over. Why do I feel like I need to repent?<br /><a title="Carrie Clark Cronin" href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1175850319"></a><br /><a class="x_to_hide" title="Click here to remove this comment"></a>Voices Carrie at 8:21pm May 20<br />Kiss on American Idol? Isn't that a sign of the Apocalypse?<br /><a title="Carrie Clark Cronin" href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1175850319"></a><br /><a class="x_to_hide" title="Click here to remove this comment"></a><a class="x_to_hide" title="Click here to remove this comment"></a><a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1147350391">Annie Clark Payne</a> at 8:23pm May 20<br />Get your peanut butter!!!I can't watch TV without a remote, DVR, a laptop, and a Diet Coke.<br /><a title="Carrie Clark Cronin" href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1175850319"></a><br /><a class="x_to_hide" title="Click here to remove this comment"></a>Voices Carrie at 8:27pm May 20<br />Carlos!!<br /><a title="Annie Clark Payne" href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1147350391"></a><br /><a class="x_to_hide" title="Click here to remove this comment"></a><a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1147350391">Annie Clark Payne</a> at 8:28pm May 20<br />Carlos Santana: Guitar solos make me sleepy. The carbotose coming over me from the cookies isn't helping either. It's the Idol Crack Choir, again. </div><br /><div></div><br /><div>"Idol Crack Choir and I don't care. Idol Crack Choir and I don't care. Idol Crack Choir and I don't care. They're talent's gone away."<br /><a title="Annie Clark Payne" href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1147350391"></a><br /><a class="x_to_hide" title="Click here to remove this comment"></a><a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1147350391">Annie Clark Payne</a> at 8:29pm May 20<br />Another perfectly good song jacked up!<br /><a title="Carrie Clark Cronin" href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1175850319"></a><br /><a class="x_to_hide" title="Click here to remove this comment"></a>Voices Carrie at 8:30pm May 20<br />I love me some Santana! Idol Crack Choir, not so much.<br /><a title="Annie Clark Payne" href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1147350391"></a><br /><a class="x_to_hide" title="Click here to remove this comment"></a><a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1147350391">Annie Clark Payne</a> at 8:33pm May 20<br />"I was born a poor black boy." This must be a lowlight for Steve Martin's career.</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>Megan Joy was this year's Sanjaya!<br /><a title="Carrie Clark Cronin" href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1175850319"></a><br /><a class="x_to_hide" title="Click here to remove this comment"></a>Voices Carrie at 8:34pm May 20<br />What's with Steve Martin and all the banjo playin'?!<br /><a title="Annie Clark Payne" href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1147350391"></a><br /><a class="x_to_hide" title="Click here to remove this comment"></a><a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1147350391">Annie Clark Payne</a> at 8:40pm May 20<br />Anoop would have a stellar career in Bollywood.<br /><a title="Carrie Clark Cronin" href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1175850319"></a><br />Voices Carrie at 8:40pm May 20<br />OH NO just when you thought it couldn't get any worse!<br /><a title="Annie Clark Payne" href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1147350391"></a><br /><a class="x_to_hide" title="Click here to remove this comment"></a><a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1147350391">Annie Clark Payne</a> at 8:42pm May 20<br />Both Kiss and Rod scared me as a kid. Kiss for obvious reasons. Rod, I think because to a little kid he sounds like he is about to die.<br /><a title="Carrie Clark Cronin" href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1175850319"></a><br /><a class="x_to_hide" title="Click here to remove this comment"></a>Voices Carrie at 8:42pm May 20<br />Poor old Rod Stewart almost biffed it...did you see it?<br /><a title="Annie Clark Payne" href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1147350391"></a><br /><a class="x_to_hide" title="Click here to remove this comment"></a><a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1147350391">Annie Clark Payne</a> at 8:45pm May 20<br />I thought it was an awkward little Mega Joy shuffle.<br /><a title="Annie Clark Payne" href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1147350391"></a><br /><a class="x_to_hide" title="Click here to remove this comment"></a><a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1147350391">Annie Clark Payne</a> at 8:47pm May 20<br />I'm going to be Tatiana for Halloween.<br /><a title="Annie Clark Payne" href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1147350391"></a><br /><a class="x_to_hide" title="Click here to remove this comment"></a><a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1147350391">Annie Clark Payne</a> at 8:49pm May 20<br />Please God let Whitney come out. Please Dear God!<br /><a title="Carrie Clark Cronin" href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1175850319"></a><br /><a class="x_to_hide" title="Click here to remove this comment"></a>Voices Carrie at 8:49pm May 20<br />and I'll be Norman Gentle.<br /><a title="Annie Clark Payne" href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1147350391"></a><br /><a class="x_to_hide" title="Click here to remove this comment"></a><a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1147350391">Annie Clark Payne</a> at 8:49pm May 20<br />Idol will never be big enough for Whitney.<br /><a title="Carrie Clark Cronin" href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1175850319"></a><br /><a class="x_to_hide" title="Click here to remove this comment"></a>Voices Carrie at 8:51pm May 20<br />Whitney will never be sober enough for Idol.<br /><a title="Carrie Clark Cronin" href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1175850319"></a><br /><a class="x_to_hide" title="Click here to remove this comment"></a>Voices Carrie at 8:53pm May 20<br />Finally I've been waiting all season for Adam to sing Queen!!<br /><a title="Annie Clark Payne" href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1147350391"></a><br /><a class="x_to_hide" title="Click here to remove this comment"></a><a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1147350391">Annie Clark Payne</a> at 8:57pm May 20<br />HA! Thanks everybody! You've been a great audience. The Clark Sisters will be here all week!<br /><a title="Carrie Clark Cronin" href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1175850319"></a><br /><a class="x_to_hide" title="Click here to remove this comment"></a>Voices Carrie at 9:00pm May 20<br />SYTYCD starts tomorrow yay!!!<br /><a title="Annie Clark Payne" href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1147350391"></a><br /><a class="x_to_hide" title="Click here to remove this comment"></a><a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1147350391">Annie Clark Payne</a> at 9:02pm May 20<br />Woooohoooo!!!!!<br /><a title="Carrie Clark Cronin" href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1175850319"></a><br /><a class="x_to_hide" title="Click here to remove this comment"></a>Voices Carrie at 9:02pm May 20<br />NO WAY!!<br /><a title="Annie Clark Payne" href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1147350391"></a><br /><a class="x_to_hide" title="Click here to remove this comment"></a><a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1147350391">Annie Clark Payne</a> at 9:03pm May 20<br />I've finally picked a winner!!!!<br /><a title="Annie Clark Payne" href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1147350391"></a><br /><a class="x_to_hide" title="Click here to remove this comment"></a><a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1147350391">Annie Clark Payne</a> at 9:03pm May 20<br />It's hard being right.<br /><a title="Carrie Clark Cronin" href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1175850319"></a><br /><a class="x_to_hide" title="Click here to remove this comment"></a>Voices Carrie at 9:05pm May 20<br />Wow! I was hoping but I didn't think he would win!<br /><a title="Sheila Lax Heap" href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1590198651"></a><br /><a class="x_to_hide" title="Click here to remove this comment"></a>Pedaling at 9:08pm May 20<br />i am so happy-even if i did find a an hour ago...still really really happy!<br /><a title="Carrie Clark Cronin" href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1175850319"></a><br /><a class="x_to_hide" title="Click here to remove this comment"></a>Voices Carrie at 9:09pm May 20<br />Stupid DVR cut off in the middle of his song<br /><a title="Annie Clark Payne" href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1147350391"></a><br /><a class="x_to_hide" title="Click here to remove this comment"></a><a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1147350391">Annie Clark Payne</a> at 9:10pm May 20<br />Thanks for not ruining it for me, Pedaling.<br /><a title="Carrie Clark Cronin" href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1175850319"></a><br /><a class="x_to_hide" title="Click here to remove this comment"></a>Voices Carrie at 9:26pm May 20<br />El Jefe came home and we're watching it all over again</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>Annie Clark Payne at 9:27 May 20</div><br /><div></div><br /><div><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>We lost the presidency, but won American Idol! Vindicated!!</strong></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2825864059294090113-415242607967785408?l=anniethology.blogspot.com'/></div>Anniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16575936726304867096annie.payne@bresnan.net10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2825864059294090113.post-15920335482958425242009-05-15T13:50:00.005-06:002009-05-15T14:12:37.366-06:00"Blogger, Whooz Ur Daddy?!" Installment 4: Done without permission<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u3Auqjlx_e8/Sg3Ii09LCBI/AAAAAAAACyw/RYq8-b_eo_c/s1600-h/stacey.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336141634160232466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 322px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u3Auqjlx_e8/Sg3Ii09LCBI/AAAAAAAACyw/RYq8-b_eo_c/s400/stacey.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>This installment of "Blogger, Whooz Ur Daddy?!" is done without permission. Doh! I just couldn't help myself. Everytime I see <a href="http://stacesplace.blogspot.com/">Stacey's</a> profile pic on Facebook, I think, "Ashley Judd." </div><div>I just had to put her picture through the "Idol, Whooz Ur Daddy?!" Macheen to find the origins of her patriarchy. And wouldn't you know it...patriarchy = Patrick Duffy. </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2825864059294090113-1592033548295842524?l=anniethology.blogspot.com'/></div>Anniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16575936726304867096annie.payne@bresnan.net12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2825864059294090113.post-62459412789208791882009-05-10T11:25:00.003-06:002009-05-10T11:32:52.923-06:00The Mother's Day gift that keeps on giving<div>Secret Agent Man has never been much for giving gifts. I accept this about him. There are things that he accepts about me, too. But, he's never tried to kill me before. </div><div> </div><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334248655858933058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 227px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u3Auqjlx_e8/SgcO4_QTnUI/AAAAAAAACyo/ERTwy_i3CSE/s400/omeltte2.jpg" border="0" /></div><br /><p>This morning after finishing my Mother's Day Omelette, lovingly prepared by Secret Agent Man:</p><p>Me: Why is this lunch meat in the trash?</p><p>Him: Because it's old.</p><p>Me: Is that the same ham that was in my omelette?</p><p>Him: Maybe.</p><p>Me: Did you just give me diarrhea for Mother's Day?!</p><p>Him: We'll find out in a couple hours. </p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2825864059294090113-6245941278920879188?l=anniethology.blogspot.com'/></div>Anniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16575936726304867096annie.payne@bresnan.net16tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2825864059294090113.post-67039223294192265802009-05-05T08:57:00.004-06:002009-05-05T09:03:40.270-06:00Anniethology on Idol: Idol, Whooz ur daddy? Season 8, Part 9<div align="center">Rupaul + Kiss = Adam Lambert making his mother proud!</div><div align="center"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u3Auqjlx_e8/SgBUEXFE6MI/AAAAAAAACyQ/Li3BbMJ5hmk/s1600-h/adam5.JPG"></a> </div><div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332354392698185922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 310px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u3Auqjlx_e8/SgBUEXFE6MI/AAAAAAAACyQ/Li3BbMJ5hmk/s400/adam5.JPG" border="0" /></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">I'm going to have to sanitize the "Idol, Whooz Ur Daddy?!" Macheen after this one. It's wheezing and sputtering. It must have a virus or a communicable disease. </div><div align="center"> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2825864059294090113-6703922329419226580?l=anniethology.blogspot.com'/></div>Anniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16575936726304867096annie.payne@bresnan.net14tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2825864059294090113.post-55050296868063032472009-05-01T12:20:00.007-06:002009-05-01T12:35:54.447-06:00Blogger, Whooz Ur Daddy?! Installment 3<div align="center"><a href="http://em-cat.blogspot.com/"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330922255671623266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 220px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 208px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u3Auqjlx_e8/Sfs9jA6H_mI/AAAAAAAACx4/u-fN93tXrck/s400/mellissa2.jpg" border="0" /><strong> Melissa</strong> </a></div><div align="center">is a new blogging friend for me. I feel so lucky because I have already met her <a href="http://anniethology.blogspot.com/2009/04/turning-blog-buddies-into-irl-friends.html">in real life.</a> She is an amazing blogger. She updates regularly. She has some really funny stories, loves shoes, and posts lots of pictures of her fun, fabulous life. </div><div align="center">Of all the things I envy about her, I think it's her blog title I envy most of all, "That's What She Said." That's it. That's the name of her blog, "That's What She Said." I'm an idiot for not thinking of it first. </div><div align="center">Sometimes when The Macheen cannot find a suitable resemblance, it opts for the essence of the person, hence Cesar. Melissa loves dogs. Cesar loves dogs. Melissa loves to run. Cesar loves to run with his dogs. </div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330923851700088610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 255px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u3Auqjlx_e8/Sfs-_6k9ryI/AAAAAAAACyA/NILOLrKDhhI/s400/melmatch2.JPG" border="0" /><br /><div align="center">Frances Fisher (Titanic mom) + Cesar Millan = Melissa</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2825864059294090113-5505029686806303247?l=anniethology.blogspot.com'/></div>Anniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16575936726304867096annie.payne@bresnan.net11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2825864059294090113.post-11324498960702720522009-04-30T16:22:00.005-06:002009-04-30T16:39:42.113-06:00Blogger, Whooz Ur Daddy?! Installment 2<div align="center"><a href="http://busybeelauren.blogspot.com/">Cutie Married Lauren</a></div><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u3Auqjlx_e8/SfolprJghnI/AAAAAAAACxg/XTxpKyFwA1g/s1600-h/lauren.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330614506833872498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 236px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u3Auqjlx_e8/SfolprJghnI/AAAAAAAACxg/XTxpKyFwA1g/s400/lauren.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center">It takes a certain amount of bravery and perhaps even brain damage to offer oneself up as a guinea pig to the "Idol, Whooz Ur Daddy?!" DNA Macheen. </div><br /><div align="center"></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330614872402082306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 325px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u3Auqjlx_e8/Sfol-8_wugI/AAAAAAAACxo/h07MPCBnCDQ/s400/laurenmixed.JPG" border="0" /><br /><div align="center">It looks as if The Macheen was feeling particularly happy today. Could anyone out there more lucky than to have the genetically blessed pair of Ted McGinley and Christie Brinkley as the DNA matches?!</div><div align="center"> </div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330616959774696306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u3Auqjlx_e8/Sfon4dELI3I/AAAAAAAACxw/GL1zPkwycQ4/s400/nancyface.jpg" border="0" /><br /><div align="center"></div><div align="center">Now, I've met <a href="http://nancysnonsenseofnothingness.blogspot.com/">Lauren's true DNA donators </a>and they are just as attractive as Christie and Ted. I would even venture to say, perhaps even more so, because not only are they good-lookin' people, but they are also good people. And by good, I mean great!</div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2825864059294090113-1132449896070272052?l=anniethology.blogspot.com'/></div>Anniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16575936726304867096annie.payne@bresnan.net17tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2825864059294090113.post-75043291972233355952009-04-29T12:23:00.009-06:002009-04-29T12:56:21.111-06:00Blogger, Whooz Ur Daddy?! Installment 1<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u3Auqjlx_e8/SficvrWQnBI/AAAAAAAACxA/yBnGuc4hyjg/s1600-h/tibsorg.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330182501896854546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 220px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 220px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u3Auqjlx_e8/SficvrWQnBI/AAAAAAAACxA/yBnGuc4hyjg/s400/tibsorg.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center">Per<a href="http://utahtib.blogspot.com/"> Tiburon's </a>request, </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;">"What do I have to pay you to do one of this for the Tibster?"</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;"></span></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330182281020643474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 304px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u3Auqjlx_e8/Sfici0hRGJI/AAAAAAAACw4/RQimn3Aw-OM/s400/macheen.jpg" border="0" /> <div></div><div>I put her picture through the "Idol, Whooz Ur Daddy?!" DNA Macheen. I cannot be held responsible for what comes out. The Macheen has a mind of its own. </div><div> </div><div></div><div></div><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330182601591537298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 304px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u3Auqjlx_e8/Sfic1evUvpI/AAAAAAAACxI/hr5L8itqDq4/s400/tibs.jpg" border="0" /></div><div></div><div>Ed Begely Jr. + Bonnie Hunt + Hotness + Charisma = Tibs</div></div><br /><br /><p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330182684486591506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 294px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u3Auqjlx_e8/Sfic6TjC5BI/AAAAAAAACxQ/901x1pobQXU/s400/christina1.jpg" border="0" /></p><p align="center">Tibs has always reminded me of Christina Applegate.</p><p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330182753921295826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u3Auqjlx_e8/Sfic-WNkZdI/AAAAAAAACxY/Os3MK9HWnqg/s400/christibs.jpg" border="0" /></p><p align="center">If you go to <a href="http://www.morphthing.com/">MorphThing.com</a> and combine Tibs and Christina, this is what you get! </p><p align="center">Christina should be so lucky. </p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2825864059294090113-7504329197223335595?l=anniethology.blogspot.com'/></div>Anniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16575936726304867096annie.payne@bresnan.net15tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2825864059294090113.post-61881403033417154822009-04-26T09:31:00.002-06:002009-04-26T09:36:09.816-06:00Anniethology on Idol: Idol, Whooz ur daddy? Season 8, Part 8<div align="center"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u3Auqjlx_e8/SfR-bwdm1kI/AAAAAAAACwg/lFdP4284S44/s1600-h/danny1.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329023274416789058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 347px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u3Auqjlx_e8/SfR-bwdm1kI/AAAAAAAACwg/lFdP4284S44/s400/danny1.JPG" border="0" /></a> Greg Proops + Sally Field = Danny Gokey</div><div align="center"><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u3Auqjlx_e8/SfR-b-BuNAI/AAAAAAAACwY/iu_rl7hfOQM/s1600-h/annie+shue.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329023278057927682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u3Auqjlx_e8/SfR-b-BuNAI/AAAAAAAACwY/iu_rl7hfOQM/s400/annie+shue.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />I'm the long-lost Shue sibling! Do you think my sibs will share the "Karate Kid" or "Melrose Place" residuals with me?<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2825864059294090113-6188140303341715482?l=anniethology.blogspot.com'/></div>Anniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16575936726304867096annie.payne@bresnan.net13tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2825864059294090113.post-15428688147833005922009-04-23T23:18:00.003-06:002009-04-23T23:23:48.767-06:00Turning blog buddies into IRL friends!<div align="center"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u3Auqjlx_e8/SfFL4DLCi4I/AAAAAAAACwQ/Bup1pRbV6ZI/s1600-h/utah+005.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328123260452375426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 351px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u3Auqjlx_e8/SfFL4DLCi4I/AAAAAAAACwQ/Bup1pRbV6ZI/s400/utah+005.jpg" border="0" /></a> I love these ladies!</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="left">When I started blogging over three years ago, I did it because I had a lot of ideas that I needed to get out of my head. I didn't anticipate that I would make bloggy buddies and then eventually meet them in person, making them "In Real Life" friends. </div><div align="left">I'm really tired and I should be packing, but I wanted to say that although my posts have been few and far between lately, I love blogging. I love the friendships that I have been able to cultivate through blogging and I look forward to 3+ more years.<br /></div><div align="center"></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2825864059294090113-1542868814783300592?l=anniethology.blogspot.com'/></div>Anniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16575936726304867096annie.payne@bresnan.net13tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2825864059294090113.post-13130595394407558962009-04-17T09:53:00.002-06:002009-04-17T10:00:46.453-06:00Deep Thoughts by Annie Payne<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u3Auqjlx_e8/Seine51ba1I/AAAAAAAACwE/b5VKWKdr_F4/s1600-h/tape.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325690708728441682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 304px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 304px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_u3Auqjlx_e8/Seine51ba1I/AAAAAAAACwE/b5VKWKdr_F4/s320/tape.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><br /><span style="color:#336666;">BOULDER, Colo. – Police say a Colorado woman wrapped her boyfriend's dog in packing tape and stuck the animal upside down to a refrigerator because he wouldn't get rid of it.<br />Abby Toll was arrested Tuesday after police say she got into a fight with her boyfriend. She was charged with felony cruelty.</span></div><br /><div><br />It must have been a small dog. It seems logistically impossible to do that with a medium or large dog, unless she had help. In that case, that's a lot to ask of a friend.<br /></div><br /><div>"Hey Girl! Sup? Listen, can you come over and help me tape my boyfriends dog to the fridge?"</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2825864059294090113-1313059539440755896?l=anniethology.blogspot.com'/></div>Anniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16575936726304867096annie.payne@bresnan.net14tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2825864059294090113.post-30416857147744264482009-04-13T12:46:00.003-06:002009-04-13T12:55:58.880-06:00Domestic Diva, Lazy Lady of Leisure or somewhere in between; What kind of housekeeper are you?<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u3Auqjlx_e8/SeOJ7E4klbI/AAAAAAAACv8/Qvke5oz9wq8/s1600-h/Home_and_Garden_pics_086.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324250832498365874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 243px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u3Auqjlx_e8/SeOJ7E4klbI/AAAAAAAACv8/Qvke5oz9wq8/s320/Home_and_Garden_pics_086.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><strong><span style="font-size:180%;">T</span></strong>he inspiration for this week’s Home and Garden article came from Facebook. If you don’t know what Facebook is, I’m sure you know people who do. It seems like everyone is joining the Internet social networking scene, lately. A popular pastime of Facebookers, aside from sharing photos and messages with family and friends, is taking quizzes.<br /><div><br />Gentle readers, you don’t have to take a bunch of online quizzes to find out who you are. If you forget, I’ll tell you. That’s what friends are for. I’ve created my own quiz to help you assess your attitudes toward keeping house.</div><div><br />Now, men, don’t feel slighted if I’ve left you out of the loop. I know there are many of you that do your share around the house. If it makes you feel any better you can come over to my house and make bread and fold laundry. But you can’t use my Dyson. Then what would I do for fun?</div><div><br /><strong>How would you characterize your cleaning routine?</strong><br /></div><div><br />A. It’s a top priority. Nothing else happens until the house is in order. Certain chores are done on specific days.<br />B. I clean when I have time and when company is coming over.<br />C. Love me, love my mess. </div><div><br /><strong>Which answer best describes your attitude towards laundry?</strong><br /></div><div><br />A. I pre-treat stains. I fold promptly. I never let ironing or laundry sit.<br />B. I have a regular laundry day.<br />C. I get dressed out of the dryer.</div><div><br /><strong>How would you characterize your feeling on household cleaners?</strong></div><div><br />A. I’ve tested and compared several different cleaners. I’ve settled on what works best, regardless of the price.<br />B. I buy whatever is on sale, regardless of whether I know it works or not.<br />C. I use Windex on everything. </div><div><br /><strong>Which answer best describes your attitude towards your bed?</strong></div><div><br />A. I make my bed first thing in the morning. I arrange each of my fifteen pillows with tender loving care. I vacuum my mattress. I regularly launder and iron my sheets. For an extra bit of luxury, I use a lavender spray on my pillows to help me relax at bedtime.<br />B. My bed serves more for function than fashion. I wash my sheets regularly and flip the mattress when I remember. I’ve been known to fold and stack clean laundry on my bed. I might skip making my bed on the weekends.<br />C. My greatest joy is to eat in bed. If there is laundry on my bed when it’s time to sleep, I just climb under the clothes. Another name for my bed is “couch,” because I watch TV there, too. I don’t usually make my bed, because I might want to get back in it in a couple of hours. </div><div><br /><strong>Which answer best describes your attitude toward your floor?</strong><br /></div><div><br />A. I have a “Hawaiian-style” home. All shoes come off at the door.<br />B. I’ll ask people to take off their shoes if I just swept, vacuumed, or mopped. I don’t ask my guests take off their shoes. I don’t want to embarrass them in case they have holes in their socks.<br />C. I don’t ask people to remove their shoes. They may need them to protect their feet from what’s on my floor!</div><div><br /><strong>How would you describe the division of responsibilities when it comes to household chores?</strong><br /></div><div><br />A. If you want it done right, you’ve got to do it yourself.<br />B. I do most of the work around the house, but leave the least desirable chores to the kids. Isn’t that what we have them for?<br />C. Hey, if it bothers you, you can clean it up!</div><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324250827127945986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 243px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u3Auqjlx_e8/SeOJ6w4KewI/AAAAAAAACv0/psj7my6FenY/s320/h+and+g+004.jpg" border="0" /><br /><div>If you answered mostly A, you are a:</div><div><br /><strong>Domestic Diva</strong> – There’s not a mess that you can’t handle. No stain goes untreated. No pillow goes un-fluffed. You are the type of housekeeper that others envy. You make it look so easy.<br />As much as your cleanliness is to be commended, don’t forget the reason you do it: You do it for the benefit of the people that live and visit there. Ditch the plastic covering on the furniture. Take time off from dusting the back of switch plates to spend some more with the ones you love. You’ll never see a gravestone that reads, “I wish my house were cleaner.” </div><div><br />If you answered mostly B, you are a:</div><div><br /><strong>Middle of the Road Molly</strong>- Congratulations! You are average! You understand the importance of keeping a tidy home, but you don’t let it run your life. Your house is clean, when it needs to be. You like an orderly home, but won’t sacrifice time with family or friends to do it.<br />Perhaps, now, it might be time to step up your game. Asking for more help and setting regular routines will help you have more order in your home. Be proactive when it comes to cleaning your house, focus on maintaining instead of waiting to clean until it’s messy again. This will help you to avoid the mad dash of pick up and put away when friends phone to say they are five minutes away. </div><div><br />If you answered mostly C, you are a:</div><div><br /><strong>Lazy Lady of Leisure</strong> – Girl, youz got some `splaining to do! Oprah isn’t going to come to your rescue. You’ve got to dig your own self out of this one. Your house didn’t get that way overnight. It’s going to take some time to get it in order.<br />Start with small steps. If you can’t tackle a whole room, start with the flat surfaces, like the countertops or tabletops. Purge all the garbage, sort what is left, and then assign it a home. Enlist the help of others in the household. It didn’t get messy on its own and it won’t get cleaned on its own, work together to create and maintain a well-kept home. A messy home not only drains your energy, but it could also make you sick. You very well could end up with a gravestone that reads,<br />“I wish my house were cleaner.”</div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2825864059294090113-3041685714774426448?l=anniethology.blogspot.com'/></div>Anniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16575936726304867096annie.payne@bresnan.net20tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2825864059294090113.post-57839782032176141462009-04-13T10:49:00.002-06:002009-04-13T10:57:23.811-06:00Good Mail Girls: End of an era?<div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:180%;">F</span></strong>irst of all, thank you (you know who you are) for brightening my day with these </div><div align="center">Easter goodies.</div><div align="center"> </div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324219684704883586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 243px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u3Auqjlx_e8/SeNtmCT6E4I/AAAAAAAACvs/aOq8hnADL6w/s320/h+and+g+003.jpg" border="0" /> <p align="center"><span style="font-size:78%;">(Sorry for the crummy picture. Santa is a big fat liar.)</span><br /></p><br /><br /><div align="center">I've been considering deleting the Good Mail Girls blog. I think interest has wained a bit. I would keep it open if the participants wanted me to. </div><div align="center">The above is the only Good Mail I've received in awhile, but like I always say, "If you want to get, you've got to give." I admit to not giving in awhile, too. </div><div align="center">So, all my GMG's let me know what you think. Delete or no delete?</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2825864059294090113-5783978203217614146?l=anniethology.blogspot.com'/></div>Anniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16575936726304867096annie.payne@bresnan.net14tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2825864059294090113.post-8097143324149447012009-04-11T22:06:00.002-06:002009-04-11T22:11:07.106-06:00Easter, International Holiday of Mystery<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u3Auqjlx_e8/SeFpxVWL-aI/AAAAAAAACvk/rxO19Zjv3Vw/s1600-h/reeseseggs.bmp"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323652530793347490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 151px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u3Auqjlx_e8/SeFpxVWL-aI/AAAAAAAACvk/rxO19Zjv3Vw/s320/reeseseggs.bmp" border="0" /></a><br /><div><strong><span style="font-size:180%;">C</span></strong>hristmas is the most anticipated holiday, Halloween is the spookiest, but Easter is the most mysterious. Easter is shrouded in questions, some of them have answers some of them do not.<br /><br />One of the greatest mysteries of Easter is the mystery of my favorite Easter candy, the Reese’s Peanut Butter Egg. Why does it taste better than the Reese’s Peanut Butter Cup? They are both made by the same company. They are both made with peanut butter and chocolate, so why the difference?<br /><br />Then, there is the mystery of how to boil the eggs. Why is it that I can never remember how long it takes to boil an egg? Every year we dye the eggs and I have to look up how to boil an egg on the Internet.<br /><br />Not mysterious enough? Here’s another one. Why is it that they only put one metal egg dipper in the Easter egg coloring kit? Don’t they know that the average American family has 3.18 kids? Why not 3.18 dippers per box?<br /><br />Because that’s how they get ya, that’s why! If you want 3.18 of those ingeniously designed egg dippers, you’re going to have to buy 3.18 boxes of egg coloring. And you know you have to, because spoons just don’t work as well. You just can’t dye eggs without those dippers!<br /><br />Here is something you can do without, that annoying, green, fake grass that goes in the Easter baskets. That stuff gets everywhere! It’s like finding sand in your underwear days after you’ve been to the beach. Every year I end up cleaning up little strands of Easter grass until Independence Day.<br /><br />Speaking of Independence Day, every year we know that Independence Day will be on the fourth of July, no fail. But, Easter changes from year to year. Why is that? This is a mystery that actually has an answer. According to the all-knowing Wiki;<br /><br />“Easter falls at some point between late March and late April each year, following the cycle of the moon. After several centuries of disagreement, all churches accepted the computation of the Alexandrian Church, now the Coptic church, that Easter is the first Sunday after the first fourteenth day of the moon (the Paschal full moon) that is on or after March 21st (the ecclesiastical spring, or vernal, equinox)…” blah, blah, blah. Clear as egg yolk?<br /><br />Although Easter Sunday changes from year to year, I never miss watching "The Ten Commandments." What is the mystery in that? The mystery is this: How is it that year after year Yule Brenner just keeps getting sexier? I love it when he says, “Moses and the Hebrews think they can out-wise my fathah.”<br /><br />Mini Me has an Easter mystery of her own. She can’t figure out why I'll pay fifteen bucks to have her picture taken with a stranger in a Santa suit, but I won’t pay to have her picture taken with a stranger in a Bunny suit. What can I say? The bunny creeps me out a little. The one at our mall needs a new costume. He looks like he has mange.<br /><br />Oh, there are many things that are mysterious about Easter, but probably the biggest mystery of all is why the Easter Bunny brings eggs? Bunnies don’t lay eggs, chickens lay eggs. Shouldn’t an Easter Chicken bring eggs? The Easter Bunny should bring, um…Easter Pellets?<br /><br />Yeah… never mind. Let’s just stick with the eggs. </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2825864059294090113-809714332414944701?l=anniethology.blogspot.com'/></div>Anniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16575936726304867096annie.payne@bresnan.net18