~~ Vibes ~~

My one class at school is a communications class, more specifically - it is about interpersonal communication and how WE percieve each others way of communicating with the opposite sex.

That got me to thinking about Vibes, and our body language. So much of how we communicate is through non-verbal communication.

Just bear with me.. Im about to write a HUGE research paper on this.. so just amuse me .. ok?

Good vibes: Man ohh man, can these get you into trouble or what? I wont bore you with all the GOOD VIBES that I could think of, but trust me.. it was a lot, and some of them.... were not so Rated PG (Johnny falls into this catergory)




Funky Vibes: Again, can be very fun, could cause some trouble or be kinda scary (like you like it and are ashamed kinda scary) Again, Johnny falls into this catergory as well.




Rock'n - Ass Shak'n Vibes: Well... no explaniation is needed. Yup, my man Johnny falls into this catergory too.




Icky Vibes: Dont deny it. You know exactly what I mean. Unforunately, we have all experienced this... Its kind of like going on a blind date and realizing that your date is in fact, that old- partially bald guy -sitting at the table at TGI Fridays... that uses his ear hair for his comb over.

My Family Guy moment

The new review
system Im going
to put in place
at work.












This just makes
me chuckle !

Mooooo

I have this friend, that told me this amazing story about her
life.. that I must share with you.. it cracks me up, even though
it was not all that funny to her at the time.

My friend was in Germany (her husband was stationed there) during
1993-1996. During her time in Germany, she became pregnant
and she of course went to all the military base doctors.

Everything was fine for a few weeks, then she got ill. She ended up
having a mis-carriage and needed a blood transfusion. The military base
didnt have her blood type on hand, so they had to go out into the community
and ask, for her type of blood.

She ended up getting her blood transfusion from an older farm woman, in
rural Germany.

The problem didnt show up until 2006.

My friend went to give blood the other day at her local church, and filled out
all the necassary paperwork that she needed too.

One of the questions asked was:
Have you ever received a blood transfusion from a forgein country during 1992-1996?

Well of course she answered yes and handed in her paperwork and waited for her turn.

When the nurse came to get her and started to review her paperwork, she was
slightly alarmed when she read that last question.

She told my friend that she would be back in a moment.

The nurse brought back the head nurse of Blood Unit, and she told my friend this:

"Ma'me, Im sorry but you can not give blood. Since you had a transfusion in Germany in 1994, you could have Mad Cow disease. We can not accept your blood ever, in fact, you can never give blood. "They did not test blood back then for the disease, so you could be a carrier."

Of course my friend was totally shocked, after all, she had just had a child 19 months earlier..
surely the doctors would of noticed some sign of Mad Cow disease in her blood.

So, my friend has now been banned from ever giving blood.....she can only give blood
in the case of extreme national emergency, and then it has to be really REALLY bad.

I just think that is the funniest damn thing I have ever heard.

MOOOOOoooooooooooooOOOoo

ohhhhhhhhhh

How about an update.. you know, on life in general and whats been happening:

Randi (my youngest) got a nasty case of the chicken pox.. and yes, she had been vaccinated. This was several weeks ago, and she is still recovering.

Halie, well.. lets just say there are some issues there that she will not let me discuss with anyone, BUT she now has her little blue card that will alllow her to get her permit.... yee haw!

Randy has seriously hurt his knee and is over worked.

Im moving into the last few weeks of school and now have 3 research papers due.. all at the same time... yippee

My apartment has been torn apart to get new carpet... talk about dust. Holy crap! It will take me from now til Sunday to clean everything from all the dust that the padding and old carpet has left behind.

Work has been crazy.. as usual.

I think that is about enough of my craziness for now..

a secret

Shhhhhhhhh, I have a secret....

For the past few months.. maybe a bit longer, I have secretly been watching .......

I have become a junkie.... I cant get enough.

If you have never seen this, its awesome. It is a cross between: wrestling, kickboxing and boxing, however the boxing is really more like street fighting... and they do get bloody, the get hurt, they get knocked out.

I cant help myself... I love the UFC and If I should ever have the chance at a $400 ticket to see one of these fights live in Vegas.. I am so there.

Check it out: www.ufc.com

yeah I know, Im strange, but that IS why people like me.. or so Im told.

stress relievers

This week was joke week at work... I got them from everyone.... its seems as if, everyone, was needing a break this week.

Take a break ... laugh .... forget about the "crud".. and breathe...

A man, while playing on the front nine of a complicated golf course, became confused as to where he was on the course. Looking around, he saw a lady playing ahead of him. He walked up to her, explained his confusionand asked her if she knew what hole he was playing. I'm on the 7th hole," she replied, "and you are a hole behind me.

So you must be on the 6th hole. " He thanked her and went back to his golf. On the back nine, the same thing happened and he approached her again with the same request. "I'm on number 14, and you're still a hole behind, so you must be on the 13th hole. "Once again he thanked her and returned to his play.

He finished his round and went to the clubhouse where he saw the same lady sitting at the end of the bar. He asked the bartender if he knew the lady. The bartender said that she was a sales lady and played the course often. He approached her and said, "Let me buy you a drink in appreciation for your help. I understand that you're in the sales profession. I'm in sales also.

What do you sell?" "I'll tell you, but you're going to laugh," she replied. No, I won't." "Well, if you must know," she answered, "I work for Tampax."

With that, he laughed so hard he almost fell off the bar stool. "See," she said. "I knew you'd laugh!" "That's not what I'm laughing at," he replied, "I'm a salesman for Preparation H, so I'm still a hole behind you."

And another one:

The FBI had an opening for an assassin. After all the background checks, interviews and testing were done, there were 3 finalists ... Two men and a woman.
For the final test, the FBI agents took one of the men to a large metal door and handed him a gun. "We must know that you will follow your instructions no matter what the circumstances.

Inside the room you will find your wife sitting in a chair ... Kill Her !!" The man said, "You can't be serious. I could never shoot my wife." The agent said, "Sorry, you're not the right man for this job. Take your wife and go home."
The second man was given the same instructions.
He took the gun and went into the room. All was quiet for about 5 minutes.
The man came out with tears in his eyes, "I tried, but I can't kill my wife." The agent said, "You don't have what it takes. Take your wife and go home."
Finally, it was the woman's turn. She was given the same instructions, tokill her husband. She took the gun and went into the room. Shots were heard,
one after another. There was screaming, crashing, banging on the walls.After a few minutes, all was quiet. The door opened slowly and there stood the woman, wiping the sweat from her brow. "This gun is loaded with blanks", she said.

"I had to beat him to death with the chair."

and last but not least: