I'm Not Opinionated

A friend at work was walking across the street to Target this afternoon. I joked with her that I expected a gift and that gift must cost more than $5.00. I didn't get a gift that cost more than $5.00 but I did get a gift. I got a kazoo!!

The only problem...I couldn't make it work. In my defense, I was trying to play it like you would play a brass instrument such as a trumpet. Finally, I looked up instructions on the internet. In case you were wondering...the directions are below. Please notice the proper names of the parts of the kazoo in the instructions...

Instructions
STEP 1: Find your kazoo.
STEP 2: Find the round thingy that sticks out (there's only one).
STEP 3: Put the end closest to the round thingy to your lips - this is usually, but not always, the fat end. Make sure the round thingy is on top.
STEP 4: Close your lips around the end to make a seal. Tuck your lips under just a tad so you're holding it cleanly instead of sucking on it wetly.
STEP 5: Hum into the kazoo.
Tips & Warnings
The round thingy houses a piece of waxed paper - it's what makes the kazoo vibrate and gives the sound volume. If you don't hear this, your kazoo may have gotten wet or damaged. Try another one.

I hope Big Brother isn't watching...lol!

I just watched the finale of Reba. They did a great job with the ending...it just stinks that the new CW kicked them out because they didn't fit the mold....when Reba was the highest preforming comedy the network had. I remember watching the pilot with my Grandma six years ago...I just wish she was here to see the ending.

At the end of the show, Reba and family remarked that six years ago things felt like things were falling apart all over the place. An affair, a divorce, a teenage pregnancy among other things were at the forefront of their lives. Tonight, they realized that everything happened for a reason and their lives were better for it.

My life has led a similar path over the last six years. Six years ago I was in debt up to my ears, had a very rocky relationship with my family, and watched my friends go through some tough times themselves.

Six years later, I am finally out of debt, have an awesome job, a good realtionship with my family and am happy.

I think that it is possible to get down and think that life is not worth living, but at those times when you hit rock bottom the only way to look it up. It is amaing what changes five years can bring...and when you think about it....five years in a lifetime is really not that long.

That said....I can't wait to see what the next five years bring!!

Happy President's Day tomorrow! Hope you have the day off like I do!!

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I couldn't resist. I saw these boxers on clearance at Kohl's today and I had to have them!!

The political description that fits you best is...

LIBERAL
LIBERALS usually embrace freedom of choice in personal
matters, but tend to support significant government control of the
economy. They generally support a government-funded "safety net"to help the disadvantaged, and advocate strict regulation
of business. Liberals tend to favor environmental regulations,
defend civil liberties and free expression, support government action
to promote equality, and tolerate diverse lifestyles

I really like this song but I just can't figure out what it means. Does anyone have a clue? Maybe I am just missing something...




When I was a young boy,
My father took me into the city
To see a marching band.
He said,
"Son when you grow up, will you be the saviour of the broken,
The beaten and the damned?"
He said
"Will you defeat them, your demons, and all the non believers, the plans that they have made?"
Because one day I leave you,
A phantom to lead you in the summer,
To join the black parade."

When I was a young boy,
My father took me into the city
To see a marching band.
He said,
"Son when you grow up, will you be the saviour of the broken,
The beaten and the damned?"

Sometimes I get the feeling she's watching over me.
And other times I feel like I should go. Through it all, the rise and fall, the bodies in the streets.
When you're gone we want you all to know We'll Carry on,
We'll Carry on
Though your dead and gone believe me Your memory will carry on
Carry on
We'll carry on
And in my heart I cant contain it
The anthem wont explain it.

And we will send you reeling from decimated dreams
Your misery and hate will kill us all
So paint it black and take it back
Lets shout it loud and clear
Do you fight it to the end
We hear the call to
To carry on
We'll carry on
Though your dead and gone believe me Your memory will carry on
We'll carry on
And though you're broken and defeated You're weary widow marches on

And on we carry through the fears
Ooh oh ohhhh
Disappointed faces of your peers Ooh oh ohhhh
Take a look at me cause
I could not care at all Do or die
You'll never make me
Cause the world, will never take my heart
You can try, you'll never break me
Want it all,
I'm gonna play this part
Wont explain or say i'm sorry
I'm not ashamed,
I'm gonna show my scar
You're the chair, for all the broken Listen here, because it's only..
I'm just a man,
I'm not a hero
Just a boy, who's meant to sing this song
Just a man,
I'm not a hero
I -- don't -- care
Carry on
We'll carry on
Though your dead and gone believe me Your memory will carry on
We'll carry on
And though you're broken and defeated You're weary widow marches on
We'll carry on
We'll carry on
We'll carry on
We'll carry
We'll carry on