Insomnia Notes + Pimp Zone

Posted on May 2nd, 2009 by Jean

3:00 o’clock in the morning, I’m jolted awake by large viking wielding an axe in my dining room. I hop out of bed, heading to the kitchen to make sure it was all just a dream. There’s no sign of him. Maybe I woke too soon. Who’s to say a viking dream is bad?

I wonder how my virtual crops are doing? I’m a farmer on Facebook. Do real farmers lie awake at night, wondering how their crops are doing? I was (virtually) devastated when my (virtual) grapes died on the vine.

If sharting is shit + farting, what’s peeing when you sneeze? Peez? Sneed?

Speaking of Facebook applications, my daughters love to sprinkle fairy dust on my friends. I always type a little note to accompany the sprinkling. “I love you. I love to sprinkle you.” — signed Pearl (4) and Natalie (6). Jean (43) doesn’t do too much sprinkling or writing of the mushy notes.

Have you been to VideoJug.com? Here’s just a sampling of the videos they offer.


Life Explained ~ On Film

I wouldn’t be surprised if they explained how to boil water. I’d like to submit a video. Maybe a photoshop tip or a makeup tip for women over 40. I was mesmerized one evening while a woman showed me how to apply eyeshadow like Britney Spears. At least she wasn’t teaching me how to cut my hair like Britney.


The Britney Eye (clickable link).

Pimp Zone


If you have not already had the pleasure of reading Amylicious, run, don’t walk, to her blog. Here’s one I found particularly hilarious: Buzz Kill.

Amy just recently launched a blog outside of MySpace. You can find it here: Amy’s Musings.

Have a fantastic weekend, and thanks for reading!

Blogging Notes 6

Posted on April 26th, 2008 by Jean

This weekend marks the 26th Annual Laughlin River Run, an event which draws an estimated 60,000 motorcyclists to our area.
 

 
We haven’t ventured over to partake because Pearl has an earache & fever, plus the winds have been howling.
 
Speaking of motorcycles, I once had my driver’s license picture taken while sporting helmet hair.
 

 
Yep, husband 2, that bastard, had the bright idea we should take his motorcycle to the DMV.
 



 
My Mom’s home remedy for earaches was melted butter.
 

 
Melt the butter in a saucepan (we didn’t have microwaves back in my day), and pour directly in the ear canal. Cap with a cotton ball.
 
I googled this, and sure enough, it is an old remedy! Right along side blowing cigar smoke in one’s ear, or heating a brick and resting your head on it.
 
Do you have any home remedies to pass down?
 


 
I once lived on San Pablo Dam Road.
 

 
When I called my credit card company to tell them I lived on the Dam Road, they didn’t believe me.
 

 
Surprisingly my statement arrived although addressed to San Pablo Road.
 


 
When you google the phrase Oh No She Didn’t, you get this…
 

 
Apparently, yes she did!
 


 
My daughter, Natalie, loves to google images! In fact, she’s the one who taught me.
 
Natalie-ism:
 
Natalie: Mom, spell Barbie.
 
Me: B-A-R-B-I-E
 
Natalie: Mom, spell games.
 
Me: G-A-M-E-S
 
Natalie: Mom, spell balls.
 

 
Houston, we have a problem!

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