Blogmenters?

Where have all my blogmenters gone?
I swear I'm writing for myself most days.
Probably a good thing to get this stuff out of my head and into cyberspace.

You know who I miss? Scott. I was just thinking of him today and then I went to a friend's blog and her top post was about missing Scott, too. Of course it was an OLD post, but needless to say, we miss you ya kook, come back to blogger.

I work with a Scott, I call him Scottie--probably drives him nuts. He reminds me of my brother Scottie, which is probably why I'm so comfortable calling him Scottie.

Speaking of brothers, I wonder how John's doing. Maybe he should blogment and then I'll know.

Speaking of brothers reminds me of sisters, I have two of them. One is older, Sheri and one younger, Jen.

Speaking of sisters reminds me of mom. I have one. Her name is Ann. She's crazy. Probably where I get it from. She loves me and my quirks, good thing because she's my MOM!

Hey, did you know that Barry introduced me to his mom and she's totally wicked awesome? She sent me home cooked food and a plant and OMG the best Coca-Cola cupcakes EVER, they tasted like she broke into the Hostess Cupcake factory and reproduced them in her oven. They make me happy.

Speaking of mom's reminds me of dads. Hey, I got lucky in that department, I got two! One is "dad" and one is "pop" and they both call me daughter.

Speaking of daughter, I have one of those, too. Her name is Caetie and she's the most amazing, wonderful, kooky, fantastic, sassy, and eclectic individuals on the planet and I get to call her kid. She calls me Mo.

Speaking of daughters reminds me of sons. I have two, one the eldest and one the youngest. Mike is going to be a junior in high school this year and J is going into the seventh grade. I am so proud to be their mom.

Oh, back to mom. I have a great-grandma and we called her "Grandma Mom" and we called her that because she was "mom" to my gram. She used to bake the most amazing and wonderful white bread you've ever eaten. She would sing in German and make us "bumblebee tuna" which was really orange Tang. Don't know why and she's hanging out with cousin Chris and her son Joe and O'Dad and a bunch of really cool other people in heaven so I can't ask her.

Speaking of heaven, I don't know if I've mentioned Barry's brownies yet. The man can make chappy-ass brownies into gourmet treats. OMB! I cannot wait for the moment that a platter of Cherry Bomb brownies is laid before me because someone I know owes me a plate of them because I got an empty plate back...

Speaking of friends and food. That makes me think of Kie. We need pancakes. I found another tshirt for us. We already have this one, so it's only fitting. I have Wednesday and Thursday off next week, let me know when I'm coming to your place at o'dark thirty for the cakes of love.

Speaking of love. There are so many kinds of love and so many ways it touches our lives. It's amazing when you think about it for just a little bit.

Speaking of amazing, have you counted your blessings today? Isn't it amazing how when you start to look at them you can't stop finding them, as if they are bunnies?

Speaking of bunnies. It must be bunnies, it must be bunnies, it must be BUNNIES!

Oh and speaking of bunnies, "They got the mustard out..." is my favorite line from that song.

Speaking of mustard, I have been having a love affair with mustard lately. There are so many freaking kinds of mustard. I still have to say that Steak N Shake's honey mustard is the best darn HM on the planet. Don't think so? Prove me wrong, I dare you...

Speaking of planets, I miss Pluto.

Speaking of missing, I miss my blogmenters. Where did they go?

Oh, and speaking of blogmenters, that makes me think of my friend Scott and here we are full-circle.

Love and kisses and help with the dishes and go check out the website I blogged about below this random stream of conciousness (or unconsciousness as it were)...

Goodnight, Johnboy.



This is the wordle of "Blogmenters?"
Cool, ain't it?