I Spy - Chairs

It's time.  Yeah, that one time, that time that comes every week at this time.  What time is that, you ask?  Why, it's I Spy time, brought to you by The Maddest Of Minds, Christy, and myself.  
Now, I am seeing that a lot, dare I say, most of you are afraid to join us.  We are so easy, honestly, if we were any easier, we would be a raw egg.  Get it, easy, as in over easy, oh never mind.
You know the rules, take the one prompt we give you every week, and then pick anything you would like and show it off.  It can be from any camera, as long as it was you taking the photo.  Grab the little I Spy link over there on the right, and then link on up.  
Now listen, if by chance one week we give you a prompt that you just can't take a photo of, join up anyway, with your choice.  See, how easy is that.  
Ok, ok, I'll stop the pressure tactics, and get on with my photo's.
CHAIR(S)
This is by far my favorite vegging chair.  It's so nice to just curl up in it with a good book and a nice cold coke zero on ice.  It has also been known to make me fall asleep in it.  It's that comfy.

Now, while I was shooting the photos, I've been incorporating the advice of others that have told me to take a ton of photo's of the same thing, because then you have a lot more choices to chose from.  Here is my comfy chair, just sitting there, looking all regal and stuff.

And here is the du-du-du-du photo.  I am sitting in the same spot, clicking away not noticing anything until I upload them onto my computer.  

Do you see those orbs?  Yeah, I've watched Ghost Hunters and other shows like that.  It was a little spooky when I saw them.  I have to admit, it is kind of freaky to me.

Moving on.

MY CHOICE

This is the last full moon that we had.  It was such a good looking moon.  It was huge, and bright and there wasn't a cloud in the sky.  I snapped this when I got to work.  It was still dark at 7 in the morning.  

(no werewolves or vampires were harmed by me taking this photo)

Ok, show me what you got.  

Next weeks prompts

THANKFUL

and

YOUR CHOICE

Are You As Excited As Me?

That is All

Because I Like To Keep You Informed

In my continuing quest to help you with things that are very important for you to know, I happened upon the following.

What the Insurance Companies Really Don't Want Us To Know.

I know, right.  I always thought your car was either towed away or you just kept driving it while waiting to get enough money for your deductible to get it fixed.  Apparently we have been misled.  All we have to do is wash the darn thing.  Who wudda known.
Sunday night, in the movie theater that is called Dazee's Brain, I had this dream.  Mr. Dazee and I were at a preseason game for the Utah Jazz.  Sidebar:  You all know how I feel about the poor, pitiful, underpaid NBA players.  The big cry baby sissy faces.Anyweirdnesslater, we are sitting there when the President of the Utah Jazz, Randy Rigby, announces over the jumbotron."It is my extreme pleasure to announce, that the new Head Couch for the Utah Jazz is"
DAZEE DREAMER
And the crowd goes wild.  I look at Mr. Dazee in amazement.  It reminded me of a movie that I like, Eddie, with Whoopi Goldberg.  If you watch this clip, that is totally how I would be.  No really, I would.  Ask my family. of course, this clip is before she is made the head coach.  But you see what I mean.
Now, quit your laughing, it could happen.  Or not. :)

The Big Bully Called Me A Wuss

The weekend has ended.  Much too fast for my liking.  But it was such a great weekend.  Saturday, I was able to meet another blogging buddy.  Vicki from Just Call Me Jake.

It's amazing how much we had in common.  Starting with our hatred of wearing coats, and our love of flip flops.  We made the poor dude that seated us shiver because it was trying to snow and we were coatless.  Big Baby.  

We had heard that there was supposed to be a big snow storm.  We decided to play it by ear.  I woke up, looked out the window, knowing I would have to drive around a mountain to where we were going to meet.  I sent her an email, because, she's a big dork and doesn't text, and this is what it said.

"Call me a wuss, but I hate driving in unpredictable icky weather.  Can we make it another Saturday"?  

To which she replied.

 WUSSIE WUSSIE WUSSIE!! 

 

Ok fine! You're off the hook this week. I understand...somewhat. But that's cause I've lived in the mtns most of my life and flip the finger at snow:)

 

I won't be here next weekend and the one after is Turkey time, so we'll just figure out another day, no biggie.

 

Now go find your blankie, stick your thumb in your pouty lil mouth and wait for summer:)

 

Mwahahahaaa

xox 

(she so thought love and kisses was going to help)

It was on like donkey kong!!!!

 "You are a big meanie. Its on like donkey kong sister. We are going to meet today whether you want to or not. 
 Now tell me where you want to meet, a time, and bring your weapon of choice!"

"Haha.  That's because you were being a bully.  And only wusses are afraid of texting.  BAM!  Oh and looky here, I can text and email at the same time from my phone."

And then she had the nerve to call me

SMARTASS......

So she got a photo of me, being my normal self.

(good heavens, look how old my hands are looking)

This was our cute waitress Lizzie.  She was so much fun.

We went to Applebee's.  Got the 2 for 20 deal.  And then Lizzie decided that we HAD to share some dessert.  Honestly, that girl was twisting our arms something fierce.  We decided on the hot chocolate chip cookie with ice cream.  She added an extra scoop. 

And as you can see, we almost ate the whole thing. :)

This is all three of us.  Yes, Lizzie became our little sister.

We told her to split the bill in half so this is what she did.  The nut.

I have to tell you, Vicki was a riot.  Her hair is soooooo long.  Almost to her waist.  And she is older than me.  Shocking I know.  She's the first one of my blogging friends to be older.  Anylonghair, we were talking about being cremated vs being buried in a casket.  (I know, huh).  She said she was going to be cremated, but first she was going to have a viewing and she was growing her hair out long so she could be all Lady Godiva in her casket.  I think I might have snorted some of my pepsi out my nose when she said that.

We spent 3 hours just chatting and eating and getting to know each other.  It was so much fun.  

And Shhhh, don't tell Mr. Dazee, (Hi Honey, I know you are reading this), but I'm making plans to go back east in the spring.  I've got a group of bloggers friends that I'm going to go meet come hell or high water.  I'm going to have to be super nice to him.   Nice comments to him will help.  wink wink.