We need to win the lottery. I'm fairly certain that you actually need to buy a lottery ticket in order to win ;) so it's a shame I don't believe in the whole spend money to gamble and make money thing. I feel guilty even plopping a nickel in the slots at a casino. I can't do it. DH on the other hand, would gamble all day.
Although, I can handle Bingo. Bingo rocks, although I've only ever played at a church once. lol I think the lack of guilt is that the money isn't for profit, it goes back to the church.
So I hear there was a false shooting report near the local high school Monday. Is it me, or Port Orchard having, ahem, a few issues? There was that kidnapping a few weeks ago too.
If you ever want to have someone leave you alone - fast! Let it slip that you believe women belong at home raising kids. After you hear crickets for a few seconds, they'll excuse themselves faster than a speeding bullet.
Unless, of course, they are like minded. Then you're stuck. ;)
DH is counting down the days until God of War III is out. I guess I know what I'm getting him for our anniversary? lol Actually, the Pandora's Box that comes in the Ultimate Set looks pretty awesome.
I have to keep my hands over my eyes for the next few months since Lost is starting back up tonight. I made the mistake of reading an interview with one of the cast members (you know I love my gossip mags and sites! lol) and found out something from season 5, which we're still waiting on from the library. I might have to break down and save my Amazon gift cards for that set, because we're still 20th in line as of this morning. Normally I'd have no problem with waiting, except I don't like spoilers. Now I know why I usually wait for shows to be over or canceled before we start a series from the library.
I am SO sick of the eat this- not that, healthy ways to fix your diet, blah blah crap that's all over the internet right now. Quit being lazy!
Speaking of laziness, I read an article awhile back about how many of the folks hitting up food banks needed straight out of the can or box foods, because they simply don't know how to cook ANYTHING from scratch. Can you believe that cooking is becoming a lost "art"?? Even with Food Network, HGTV out there? Methinks Home Ec needs to be back as Home Ec- skip this politically correct junk! - and start teaching these kids how to cook! Start it in the 8th grade, and make it required. And no - I'm not just singling out girls. The boys need to learn too. My DH would starve to death if I wasn't around. LOL
Not that I took it in school. I thought it was beneath me, that's what maids and cooks are for when you get famous! LOL My, my, my, what a 180 life is!
Now you know I'm a disaster preparedness geek (it's the hazard of being the daughter of a Boy Scout leader, Be Prepared For Anything! lol), so I kind of got a kick out of this Earthquake Survival Suit for cats:
Funny looking, isn't it? A brilliant idea, except... you try getting your cat to let you dress them in that outfit in the middle of a disaster. Even if they are used to being dressed out, in the middle of an earthquake, or right after, Fluffy is not going to be calm. Here's where I admit that I'd love to have two of these for the corgis though! Even for hiking it would come in handy. So dogs I can see, cats I can't.
Actually, a few years ago when we lived in the apartment and it was just two cats, we had the fire alarm go off. Luckily, it turned out to be something in the garage giving the alarm a false alert, but we failed miserably. I spent 5 minutes trying to get Old Evil Cat into the cat carrier. (I don't miss the rotten brat a bit) My Old Man Cat was no problem, at least. Learning lesson: you have 30 seconds if you are lucky to grab your kids, pets and get out. Can you do it? I know if I am all alone, there's no way if it's burning in here I can get everyone. The corgis, of course, because they are velcro. All bets are sadly off on the cats. It's a horrible thing to think about, but something that needs to be thought about. At least in an earthquake, you can hopefully leave the door (if it's still standing, of course) and then your pets can follow you out.
I'm thinking I wrote a novel here. Ooops. Sorry!