Girl Fun

Aren't they cute? The girls have American Girl dolls and a ton of clothes and accessories for them. They can spend hours playing with them and love the books that go with them too.
But what's wrong with this picture?
Well...my girls are at school. I saw that these girls were still in bed and in their pajamas so I spent 30 minutes dressing them and making them ready for the day. Not sure if it's the mom in me or the little girl in me that made me do this. OK, I'll be honest, it was the little girl in me. It was fun, but just know that I don't do this everyday. HA!

Mother's usually have good advice

As I was growing up, my mother always told me to have good underwear on in case I ever had to go to the hospital because of an accident. I should have listened to her advice today.
No, I was not in an accident but I did have to go to the doctor for a strange rash.
The rash is on my side, between my bra and undies. No need to be undressed for anything right?
Wrong. The doctor took a look then decided he wanted to humiliate me by searching the rest of my body for the rash. This was a new doctor and I have no idea where he's from, but he talked like this. "I vant to sorch the rest of your baaaday vor rashes." I knew there wasn't any, but he threw a gown at me and went to get a nurse. I did get to keep my bra and undies on though. Quickly I scanned my undies hoping they are decent ones. Decent enough but not my best. No holes, but kinda thin. I washed a pen with my clothes at one time and these undies had some ink stains on them. So did the bra I was wearing. Needless to say I was beet red as he's searching my "bot" and my "brrreasts". Not so much over the fact that he's searching me, but over the lack of nice undergarments. I was then humiliated that the nurse was watching me die over this whole thing. At least I thought to shave my armpits this morning. I did yesterday too, but made a quick swipe again today. He needed to search my "onderarms".
It's now over and he proceeds to tell me that I have Lyme disease. That's what I thought it was too. I'm not surprised. I've been traipsing around in the woods geocaching for several weeks now. Some rotten little tick bit me and gave me this disease. As the doctor said, if I would have known I was bit within 36 "howers" I could have one shot and that would have been it. But it's 3 weeks of horse pills with some nasty side effects. But I'll take the side effects over the stuff that could happen if left untreated.
Moral of the story... make sure you have nice undergarments on no matter what!

Hair Today, Gone Today

It takes time to adjust to a new haircut.
I wonder how long it will take me to adjust to mine?
I didn't want to turn 50 (soon) (and that's a whole other story!) and look like I was trying to look younger by having long hair.
I was feeling that my long hair was doing that to me.
I will adjust.
I will play around with different styles.
I need new glasses.
I need lipstick.
I need to wear earrings more often.
I need to not turn 50.

Here's a before shot from sometime last year. My hair has looked liked this for several years. I have looked like this for several years. It was time for a change. I just need to get used to it.

Castoff, 50 & Molly Ringworm

Phoebe got her cast off yesterday. The x-rays show that the bone still has some healing to do. For it to heal she needs to use it. She will still be using her crutches for 3 weeks.

While waiting for her to be called in, I was looking through a magazine. I got to an article about turning 50 and how to do it. WHAT! The people in the picture looked way older than 50. I'm going to turn 50 in a few short months. I could not get past the pictures of the "old" looking people. I never did read the article. Tears started forming at the realization that I will be 50 soon. I was being looked at strangely by my family. We got in to the exam room and when they started to cut off Phoebe's cast, I started tearing up again. The article about turning 50 was still on my mind, along with my child going through this process. My family thought I was strange again, and I had to turn to the wall so the nurse wouldn't see me in tears. Good grief! I'm fine today.

My other child has Molly Ringworm. I say this because the word ringworm sounds disgusting and horrible and dirty and deadly. That's a bit dramatic, but if I say she has Molly Ringworm then it sounds a little more accepting to me. It's just a little dry patch on her leg, smaller than a dime. Nothing major. She says it itch's like crazy though. Putting a special cream on it for 2 weeks will take care of it.

These were the highlights of my week.
Have a nice weekend.

Spaz

After all the heat we had this summer, I was eager to get back out walking. With the girls in school, I decided that walking after dropping them off would be a perfect time.
Out of curiosity, I stepped on the scale last night. After seeing the number I decided that this morning was going to be the day I started my walks again. The cookies, brownies, and candy I have devoured lately have attached themselves to my hips.
This morning comes, I'm ready to take the girls to school. First I need to use the bathroom. No problem, it happens every morning. Until...I stand up. What on earth!?
Instant back spasm!
I'm stuck in a half stand up position.
I manage to get through the pain and get myself assembled and my hands washed.
I can walk, but slowly, with my butt stuck out a foot behind me. (which is the exact reason I need to go for a walk in the first place!)
On my way back from dropping the girls off at school, I see many walkers. The first is an old man walking with a cane. Very slow. He is an inspiration to me. If he can get out and walk slow and with a cane, then so can I. I don't have a cane, but I'm not that crippled. I can get out and go slow. At least it will be something. My giant a$$ will thank me for trying.
Have a nice day and be careful when you stand up.



I'm back from my walk. I walked for 45 minutes. I winced a little, but I survived. I saw my shadow and I look like a backwards lower-case h. Not sure if it's how I really look, or if it's from my spasm. I stole an apple off a tree. It's my neighbor 2 houses and around the corner away, so if I feel guilty later, I can go tell them. The apple was good. They have 3 giant trees loaded with apples, and they do nothing with them but pick them off the ground and throw them away, so I didn't feel too bad about taking one. (but then again look what happened to Eve)
I may go ask them if I can pick a bagful. I would offer them a few dollars.
Off to a hot shower to see if that will take my spasm away.
Have a nice weekend.

Girls Rock!

Yesterday I went Geocaching with two women geofriends. We met while geocaching and because this got in our blood we are friends because of it. Perry went a few weeks ago with the guys, and yesterday was the girls turn. We went to the shores of Lake Michigan. In geocaching, the hides are given a rating of 1 to 5 on terrain and 1-5 on difficulty of hide. 1 being the easiest and 5 the hardest. When Perry went, the group he was with found 70 caches. That is a most excellent day. Need I mention that they found mostly ratings of 1-3. Pffft, anyone can do that! :o)
Us woman (we met up with another girl cacher who lives in that area) found 27 caches. Another fine days work. However....we were doing mostly terrains of 5 and difficulty of hides at 4 and 5.
We climbed down muddy hills, waded through tall, wet grasses, dug through insect infected areas, and even had to handle blood and guts filled fish hooks. We are tough.
Our best and most fun caches of the day were when we climbed over the rocky shore of Lake Michigan looking for 4 caches. We had to shrink ourselves to fit in to slivers of openings to go search out the caches. If you are not fond of tiny enclosed places, then this is not the place to be.


Because only one can fit at a time, we all took turns going in. Yes the cache was found by the first one in, but we wanted brag say that we were able to beat the terrain and capture the cache.

It was dry down there even though we were right on the lake. It was neat hearing the crashing echo of the waves hitting the shore.
We had such a great time. Since we started geocaching, I have been to places I never would have even thought to go to. Or in, for that matter.
I was wiped out last night and after a nice hot shower, I dropped dead. I am sore today from all the climbing. But I'd do it again today if it wasn't raining and lightening out.
Oh wait...yes I would. I cached in weather like that last week.
Yup...it's in my blood.

My Trip to the Dentist

Today was the day I visited the dentist. *pretty squeamish stuff coming up*
Not for a routine cleaning mind you. Today was the day that pieces of my mouth were removed and attached to a different part of my mouth.
I went in not nervous at all. I didn't want this done, but I wasn't nervous.
It seems the bone that attaches the bottom teeth is getting pretty tiny.
So to keep things a little stronger down there, my dentist scalped a piece of the roof of my mouth and grafted it to the gums on my lower teeth.
Even though my dentist is around 80, he still has a steady hand. For which I am very grateful!
Seeing that scalpel moving around in my mouth is quite the sight to see. I knew he was cutting, but what the heck was all the sawing and moving around? I figured out that after the first slice, he was separating the slices, so he could tuck the piece of "roof of mouth" inside, then fold the flaps back over it. I was quite numb at this time of course. It was interesting to be going through such stuff and not feel a thing.
Seeing all the blood on his gloved hands was yucky. He kept using the same piece of bloody gauze to sop up my bleeding gum. I would have suggested a fresh piece, but I couldn't seem to get the words out. Then I could feel those bloody gloves brush against my cheeks. Not cool. But at the end, the nurse cleaned my face like I was a little kid. Ha!
OK, that's just the first part. While my bottom gum hung open, he went to the roof of my mouth and shaved a piece of skin off like he was making chocolate shaving curls. Once out of my mouth, I saw him trying to straighten the shaving up. I have very pink almost white roof of mouth skin. He got that straightened out and gently placed it in its waiting nest.
With that finished, he needed to sew it in place. I was told he would use dental floss, so I was expecting some thick string hanging in my mouth. It was more like fishing line. He made some good stitches, snipped them off then did the same with the roof of my mouth. Then he put some silly putty like goop on the roof of my mouth, on the inside of my lower teeth (which I didn't discover until I could feel my tongue again several hours later), and the outside of my lower teeth. If I were to smile, it would look like I have a wad of gum stuck to my teeth.
That was the end of that and I drove home.
Once home I attempted to eat some yogurt. It went well except for the chunks of fruit in it. I'm not used to chewing on the right side of my mouth.
I went to bed and took a 3 hour nap. Woke up drooling a few times, and didn't even feel it. Ha!
Eating is kind of difficult, but I managed a little pasta and some watermelon. I had to check to see that it was food I was swallowing and not the wads of silly putty.
All in all, I have very little pain. I even managed to go search out a geocache tonight with the girls.
I go back on Thursday for a quick check, then back in 10 days to get this silly putty and fishing line removed. Hopefully this will keep my teeth in forever.

Our Weekend

and what a busy, fun filled weekend it was.

Saturday we went geocaching from 8:00 a.m. to 8:00 p.m.

Perry bought a new hat when we found a cache at a surplus store.

Abby needing a drink after a hot trek in the woods. Their grandma made them mini versions of the bag that Perry carries on his geocaching adventures. Got to carry the essentials...water, kleenex, snacks, trade items, socks, toilet paper... Hers seems to be blending in to the environment. :o)

On Sunday, Perry and I went to my friends daughters wedding. Do we clean up well? HA!

The bride and her dad. (30 years ago this Nov. he was marrying my best friend)

The attendants dresses were adorable! The bride....gorgeous!
We had a ball at the wedding.

The girls spent the night at grandma's. Abby enjoyed her curlers.

We spent a lot of the week and weekend in the pool.
We took it down tonight. What a job that was! Our yard got a good flooding.

The girl's and me celebrating my birthday.

After school on Friday, I took the girls for their first pedicure. I haven't had one myself in a while, so it was a treat for me too. (I have no pictures) They (I) loved it! It was so relaxing, and they loved the cute colors and jewels and polka dots and flowers that they got.

On Memorial Day, we picked the girls up, Phoebe had a friend over to swim, and I took off geocaching by myself. I had fun until the GPS batteries died. :o(

Came home and had one of my sisters and her husband over for a cookout, and plain ol' fun.

Back to school for Phoebe tomorrow. She's finally done on Thursday.
Abby has kindergarten screening tomorrow.
Perry works at home.
I probably need to catch up on laundry. (Does anyone really catch up?)

My cat, Pearl just batted a HUGE centipede off the wall and it ran off somewhere near me!!!
It better have found a hiding place! I'm all creepy crawly now. Shudder!

It was a very fun weekend, and the beautiful, hot weather was a plus.

Happy Birthday to...

ME!

I'll be OK. Check in next year, I might not be OK then.
I do thank the Lord for the good health and the all around good life He has given me.
I'm off to celebrate with my 2 daughters and 5 sisters. 4 of my sisters are older than me so that alone should make me feel better. :o)

Bloggy Love

I've been a spacehead lately, with nothing to blog about until the other day when I received an award from Bridget. I thought..."yay, I have something to blog about". Then, I forgot to blog about it. Bad blogger and a spacehead all in one. She gently reminded me in an e-mail this morning. Thank you Bridget. And she said she missed my blogging and hoped everything is OK. Yes, I'm OK. Just leading a boring life with nothing to say. Unless you want to hear about my children who don't want to obey, or about my husband who can't stop pouting over a football game. Ya...I don't want to hear about that stuff either. It's bad enough having to live it.

AND talk about an ungrateful blogger! Bridget also gave me this award back in November and I didn't even blog about it.

I add sunshine to her day. That makes me happy. After all this she's probably ready to stick these awards she gave me, where the sun don't shine. I really appreciate your kindness...all of you. Forgive me.

Two days ago Bridget gives me this award.
I am a fabulous Sugar Doll! woo hoo!
I have to tell 10 things about myself. Fabulous things or any old thing? Hmmm.

1) I got my first bra when I was in 6th grade. I didn't need one, but it was a sympathy bra because my baby sister got a bra. She was in 4th grade and really needed it!

2) I'm the 7th child out of 8.

3) I'm the 5th girl out of 6.

4) Ahhhhh! I just found the dental floss that I have been looking for! Right here by the computer. That makes me HAPPY!

5) I guess that makes me a flossing nut.

6) I won a red/white/and blue 10 speed bike when I was a kid. It was 1976, so I guess it was celebrating the bicentennial. It was hokey looking, but I never had my own bike, so I was thrilled!

7) I'm afraid of heights. (shudder just thinking about it)

8) I used to be a snowmobiling nut, and a cross country skiing nut, but then I got married to a guy who wasn't any of those nuts, so I stopped being those kind of nuts. (sigh..the things we do for love)

9) 100 years ago I bought my own little house, and after a year and a half of living there, the mice began to show up. ( I am afraid of mice) I sold the house and moved in with my boyfriend, (a snowmobiling nut) Everybody say..... "STUPID"

10) I feel pretty fabulous for 48 (and a half)

There you go. 10 fabulous and not so fabulous things about me.
I want all of my readers to take this award (if you want) because you are all fabulous to me.

Up on the Housetop

Nope, no reindeer paws or Santa Claus. This housetop has to do with shingles.
Nope we're not re-doing our roof.
I have shingles! And they are PAINFUL!

What is shingles? (copied and pasted from WebMD)

Shingles (herpes zoster) is a viral infection of the nerve roots. It causes pain and often causes a rash on one side of the body, the left or right. The rash appears in a band, a strip, or a small area. Shingles is most common in older adults and people who have weak immune systems because of stress, injury, certain medicines, or other reasons. Most people who get shingles will get better and will not get it again.
You can't catch shingles from someone else who has shingles. But a person with a shingles rash can spread chickenpox to another person who hasn't had chickenpox and who hasn't gotten the chickenpox vaccine

What are the symptoms?

Shingles symptoms happen in stages. At first you may have a headache or be sensitive to light. You may also feel like you have the flu but not have a fever.

Later, you may feel itching, tingling, or pain in a certain area. That’s where a band, strip, or small area of rash may occur a few days later. The rash turns into clusters of blisters. The blisters fill with fluid and then crust over. It takes 2 to 4 weeks for the blisters to heal, and they may leave scars. Some people only get a mild rash, and some do not get a rash at all.

It’s possible that you could also feel dizzy or weak, or you could have long-term pain or a rash on your face, changes in your vision, changes in how well you can think, or a rash that spreads. If you have any of these problems from shingles, call your doctor right away.

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I am one to handle pain pretty well, but let me tell you, this is painful. I didn't know it was shingles so I didn't call the doctor, so I can't get an antibiotic for it. You have to catch it right away within 2 days to get treatment. They could give me something for the pain but I said no. For now. The pain seems to be getting worse, and the dr. said to call anytime if I needed something.
Right now I'm feeling like someone is pushing my shoulder down with all their strength and I'm trying to push it back up. And that someone else is punching me in the arm real hard and they're not stopping. It also feels like I have the achy body that you get from the flu. Also, like I'm being strangled on one side of my neck. Real fun!

Prayers welcome! Thanks.

My Yearly

No this is not about my yearly exam.
It's about my yearly trip to Cedarburg with my sisters.
5 of the 6 sisters took our trek down to the quaint little town to shop and of course eat.
It was a little chilly, but the sun made up for the chill. We did have snow flurries on the drive down. Soooo not ready for that!

We had a wonderful lunch of which I am still stuffed 9 hours later.
We shopped and bought whatever grabbed us. I found some vintage Barbie clothes for my girls' Barbie dolls. Not as slutty looking as today's Barbie clothes. I found 3 outfits for $1 apiece.
These antique stores were the best. All the toys that I used to have, or wanted as a kid.
Wait a minute, if these toys are in an antique store, what does this say about me?

Of course I had to buy this bad boy.
They didn't have the flavor I wanted...dark chocolate with sea salt, so I settled for dark chocolate with Door County cherries. Oh heaven! But I'm too stuffed to sample it. This thing is huge! It will take me 3 days to get through it. My kids don't like them so I get it all to myself. :o)

It was nice to get away, but there's no place like home.

10

On this day 10 years ago, Perry and I got married.
It was sunny but a little chilly.
I thought I was being stood up at the alter, because it took Perry quite the long time to get there.
Found out he was outside having a smoke. (he's quit since then)
I have never been so committed to a marriage as I have this one. (been married before)
It hasn't been easy, but our commitment to each other stays strong and with God as the head, there is nothing we can't get through.
At times we didn't always like each other (still don't) but we keep love and respect at the top.
We've aged 10 years, we've gained 10 pounds, but we still look at each other with mmm mmm mmm in our eyes.
Happy 10th Anniversary to us. (happy birthday to our pastor too)

He wants to do WHAT?!

This morning I went to the dentist for a routine cleaning.
I didn't realize that it's been 1 and a half years since my last cleaning.
Where did that time go? But since I'm a frequent brusher and flosser, I was not worried.

Since it's been that long, I had some extra tarter buildup.
I'm told I have excess tarter anyway, so waiting that long between cleanings made for a fun time.

First she blasts the top layer with a hand held sandblaster.
I was ready to go through the roof every time she hit a nerve.
Not to mention the high pitched squeal the machine made, that only a dog should have heard.
Can you say irritating? I did.

So after forever, she starts with the scraping off the rest of the plaque.
I was so close to telling her "enough"! "I'm outta here".
But I stayed like a good little patient.

Next comes the polishing.
Another high pitched squealing machine that blasts water and baking soda onto my teeth to make them shiny.
I'm handed some safety glasses to protect me from the aftershock of the blast.

On to the flossing. Lady...I flossed before I came, but go ahead, torture my already sore gums some more.

All finished?
No. I have yet to meet with the dentist.

The guy has got to be almost 80 if he's not yet, and I do admire his knowledge. However, he is one to push his services on his patients.

Today was no different.
I know what he's saying is true, and if I don't watch it, my teeth will fall out eventually. That, I do not want to happen!

So this is what he tells me.

The nerves of my two bottom center teeth are exposed, and there is little bone left to hold them in. Yes I see that, my question is how long will this little bone I have last? 1 year? 20 years?
Oh first let me tell you what he had to do to come to that conclusion.
He pulls my bottom lip out past my nose and tells me by pulling on this, it makes for little gum left to hold my teeth in.

Uh, excuse me...Dr. Dentist...DON'T PULL MY BOTTOM LIP AND I SHOULD BE FINE!

Anyway, here's his solution.
Him: "We will make a slice right here in your gums under the bottom teeth. Then we will cut out a chunk from the roof of your mouth and graft it to the sliced bottom gum and in about 10 days check out how it's sealing up. We will sew it together with dental floss. HUH?!

I must have looked quite pale at the time, because he quickly added that if I'm scared he will give me happy gas, and numb it up real good.
It's not the pain, I can handle the pain. I don't get nervous with dental work. I'm not one for happy gas. I had it once and sure I was happy, but that feeling is just way to weird for me.

It was the description of what he was going to do to my mouth. Slice, cut, graft, stitch with dental floss. I didn't know this was even possible.

And just what will I look like with this newly grafted chunk of skin on the lower half of my mouth? I picture Rocky Balboa after he gets the snot beat out of him. "Cut me, cut me"
I know he was talking about his eye, but I feel I will be saying that about my lower lip.

Crap. So my happy little dentist is going to have this submitted to our insurance co. and let me know in a few weeks what the damages will be.
He keeps telling us we have good insurance and we should use it while we can. Yes dr. and in the meantime fill your pockets as well.
He so conveniently finds something every other year for Perry and I.
We are still paying on the last 2 years worth. Boy, just imagine if we didn't have that wonderful insurance that he says we have.

He smoozes me by telling me that such a young lady should have her own nice teeth, and not false ones.
OK, Mr. Dr., I was young when I first saw you back in 1968, and getting closer to 50 isn't exactly a young lady. And you, Mr. Dentist are close to or over 80, so yes, I guess I am a young lady to your eyes.

But you are right. I do not want false teeth, and if you need to slice, cut, and graft so I can keep my own teeth, then so be it. (SHUDDER)

Yes or No

I found this over at Tim's Fort Thompson, who found it at some other blog, and since my blog has been lacking lately, I will play along. And all you're going to get from me is a Yes or No.

Rules:

1. You can ONLY answer Yes or No.
2. You are NOT ALLOWED to explain ANYTHING unless someone comments and asks!

Questions:

Kissed any one of your Facebook friends? no

Been arrested? no

Been in a fight? yes

Fallen fast for someone? yes

Regretted a relationship? yes

Been in a tornado? no

Fallen asleep at work/school? yes

Ran a red light? yes

Experienced love at first sight? yes

Totaled your car/motorbike in an accident? no

Been fired from a job? yes

Fired somebody? no

Sang karaoke? yes

Pointed a gun at someone? no

Done something you told yourself you wouldn't? yes

Laughed until something you were drinking came out your nose? yes

Caught a snowflake on your tongue? yes

Kissed in the rain? yes

Swam in the ocean? yes

Been to a concert? yes

Laughed till you cried? yes

Sang in the shower? yes

Smoked a cigar? yes

Sat on a rooftop? yes

Smuggled something into another country? no

Been pushed into a pool with all your clothes? no

Broken a bone? no

Skipped school? yes

Got a speeding ticket? yes


Eaten a bug? yes

Sleepwalked? no

Walked a moonlit beach? yes

Rode a motorcycle / dirt bike? no

Dumped someone? yes

Seen a baby born? yes

Lied to avoid a ticket? no

Ridden in a helicopter? no

Shaved your head? no

Played a prank on someone? yes

Hit a home run? no

Felt like killing someone? no

Cross dressed? yes

Been falling down drunk? yes

Made your girlfriend/boyfriend cry? yes

Marched/Protested? no

Had Mexican jumping beans for pets? yes

Puked on an amusement ride? no

Seriously & intentionally boycotted something? yes

Been in a band? no

Knitted or crocheted? no

Been on TV? yes

Shot a gun? yes

Skinny dipped? no

Gave someone stitches? no

Eaten whole jalapeno pepper? yes

Ridden a surfboard? no

Drank straight from a liquor bottle? yes

Had surgery? yes

Streaked? no

Taken by ambulance to hospital? no

Tripped on mushrooms? no

Passed out when not drinking? no

Peed outside? yes

Donated blood? yes

Grabbed electric fence? no

Eaten alligator meat? no

Eaten cheesecake? yes

Eaten a kids' Halloween candy? yes

Killed an animal when not hunting? yes

Peed your pants in public? yes

Snuck into a movie without paying? no

Written graffiti? no

Still love someone you shouldn't? no

Think about the future? yes

Been in handcuffs? no

Believe in love? yes

Sleep on a certain side of the bed? yes


So there. Maybe you will learn something new about me. Then again, maybe not.

Boob job

It was walk-in-Wednesday at the Breast Center, so I walked in and had my mammogram. No pain at all. It took a lot for me not to bust (no pun intended) out laughing. If I would have looked down at how my boob was squished, I would have lost it. Thinking about how it looked was bad enough. I had some major giggles in me ready to come out. But it's over for a year, and I will have results within 24 hours. They do have to try to locate my other mammograms from when we lived in NC, so they can compare them. It would have been nice if I could have remembered where I had them done. At least I remembered the city.

I was wrong putting this off for over 4 years. Especially being over 40. I am now on their call in a year list, so I have no excuse to put it off anymore. And I'm glad. It's fast and easy and early detection of any problem can be a lifesaver.

The Secret is Out

I'm Sneaky Momma's Secret Sneaky Friend this week. Head over to her blog to find out more about how I think.

Mouse and a Chipmunk

Like my new mouse pad? Aren't we purty?Now I have two, because they first sent me this one.....and it was not the picture I picked out for the mouse pad. Not bad, but not the one I picked out.



oh, about the chipmunk...Pearl, the cat killed our chippy friend. He's been hanging around for a few years, not bothering anybody, well.. except Pearl I guess. I heard Pearl meowing pretty loud and go to the door to let her in and there she sits real proud-like with an upside down chipmunk in front of her. (no photo. I thought of it, but I didn't take one) Boy, oh boy, you can take the cat out of the wild, but you can't take the wild out of the cat.

Vlogemotions

Performance week at Tim's Vlog Carnival aka Fort Thompson. As you will witness, I am no performer. Check Tim's site out for much more talent than this. It's really taking a lot of willpower to not delete this pathetic thing.