Ok, so I just saw a commercial for a lawyers office for some illness. If you have been diagnosed with this illness to contact the law office and they will....What!? Sue the company you worked for? Get you a lot of money for your pain and suffering? What is all of that about? Honestly, do you think a company would knowingly hire a person for their company with the thought of "Oh yeah, this guy looks like an idiot, lets just see if he'll work for us even though that we know that 20 years from now he will have cancer from working for us. What is that?

This world is just too sue happy. What about the person who said I burnt my lip on a pickle, I am going to sue the people who made the burger so hot. Why not go further? Why don't you sue the company that sliced the pickle so thin that it made it hot enough to burn you? Or better yet, why don't you sue the farmer that grew the pickle that the company sliced so thin. Awe hell, lets go way out there. Lets sue the company that produced the seeds, that the farmer planted, and the company sliced to put on the burger that got it so hot to burn you.

Back to the company. Ok, my daddy was a firefighter. He went into that job knowing full good and well the risks of being a fire fighter. Ofcorse you have the oldy but goody, Play with fire and you're going to get burned. And trust me, my daddy has had his share, but do you think that he went back and sued the fire department for every burn he ever got? What about the time he went out to fight a fire on his birthday? Should he have tried to sue the man that owned the building that caught on fire for ruining his birthday?

Come on people....!!!! Life is way too short. Get on with it and stop being so money hungry that you are going to spend 1/8th of your life in a court room for more money that someone else doesn't have just because you burnt yourself. Learn from it. I bet that person never gets pickles on their burger from that place next time...do they?

Ok, so I find out yesterday that one of my best friends (Floor) and her husband (Sniper) and baby (Sniper Jr.) are moving. I went and spent the night and had one last sleepover with them last night. I had known they were moving, just did not think it was going to be so soon. I got to see the baby one last time for a while and got to spend some time with Floor. We played games on the computer, a card game called Phase 10 and Scabble. I am really going to miss her.

She and Sniper took me to dinner last night. They didn't have to but they did. Kinda like a farewell thing. I promised her I was going to cry this morning when I left. I was right there too, but she was feeding the baby and I knew she did not need me crying and getting her crying (which I know her well enough to know that if she had seen me crying, she would have started too) as she was trying to feed Sniper Jr. I know Sniper would have taken over daddy duties if she had, but he is going to have enough crying to deal with when they actually leave tomorrow after loading up the moving truck.

True, it's not like I am never going to see them again, and ofcorse we will call and talk, but its not going to be like it used to. I would have a day off and she would call and say "Hey, comin over with the baby, be there in 5" Now she will be hours away and it won't be so easy to get together and play cards. I guess my main thought this time goes to Floor - So...Floor, don't ever doubt for a minute how much I love you as a friend and how much our friendship means to me. Don't ever second guess how much you will be missed by me or my pooh bear.

And always know, that no matter how far away you are, if you need anything, I am only a phone call away.

Ok, so I go to get my hair cut this morning. One salon doesn't open until 11am and the other doesn't open until 12pm. It gets worse, the one that opens at 11am is only open until 4pm and the one that opens at 12pm closes at 5pm. Now, to me it would make sense that Sunday would be one of the busiest days - wouldn't it? Lot's of people get married on Sunday's and it takes a while to do the brides hair, not to mention all the brides maids. I cannot personally relate to that though, my husband and I got married on horseback. It was the coolest thing. We had both dreamed of it. I had a cowboy hat with a veil on it and all of my brides maids wore cowboy hats and jeans. Ofcorse I was in jeans myself, as well as my pooh bear and his best man and grooms men. My flowergirl/ring barer was in jeans and cowboy boots as well. It was absolutely gorgeous on my parents farm. Right in the back yard. But to the point of my blog, it is kind of rediculas to open so late in the day - don't you think? - Well that does it for my thoughts right now. - More later

Ok, so this is my first ever blog entry - more later