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Spreading the Word

I’m not a particularly religious person. I don’t have much use for churches. But I do sometimes find them entertaining.

It isn’t the churches themselves that entertain me, it’s those church signs.

It tickles me when they get creative.

And when they try to be funny.

It tickles me more when I see a sign like this one. The first image that pops into my mind when reading this one is not someone praying.

Now here’s one that might at least get me to peek in a church’s door.

These images are all from a Web site called Church Sign Generator. It is refreshing to know I am not the only person that finds these things entertaining.

I found this Web site after seeing one sign in particular that really made me wonder who writes these things. It said, “Body piercing saved my life.” I had to think about that one for a couple of minutes!

Here are a couple of others for your entertainment…




Wanna see more? Go to Church Sign Generator.

Let me know if you see a REALLY funny / strange / confusing one!

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What’s Wrong with My Brain?

So, yesterday I had “Come Dancing” stuck in my craw for no apparent reason. I still don’t know why that particular ditty was forced to the surface.

Today, it’s Heat Miser, which I of course just had to post so you could share my pain.

At least I know who to blame it on: Daddy Scratches. That’s a blog I stumbled upon this morning.

I only read a select few blogs regularly. One of which is The Pioneer Woman (Confessions). Well, Daddy Scratches left a comment on her blog. And of course I’m nosy so I had to check out his blog. He’s a bit long-winded, and he’s not afraid or embarrassed to use the “f” word, but I found it entertaining.

His commentary tickled me. Especially the reference to giving his kid Ambien to knock him out (who hasn’t fantasized about that one). He promptly couched that comment with, “Relax; I’m just kidding. I would never give her Ambien. It’s much too expensive. Tequila is what we sedate them with in our house.”

Now he’s talking! And Amy thought the fifth of tequila I bought en route to her house was for me (snicker, snicker).

So I poked around a bit. (Here’s a picture of his that made me smile.)

I read a couple posts. I glanced at his Heat Miser title and snow picture for a microsecond, if even that long.

Now that damned tune is stuck in my brain.

Help…

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Where Does This Stuff Come From

This morning, I found myself humming The Kinks’ song, Come Dancing.

I don’t know why. I’ve never really been a fan of The Kinks. In fact, this is the only song of theirs I can say for sure that I know. I hadn’t turned the TV on yet. Or the radio. No one else was home. Except for all the critters of course, but they don’t have radio or TV privileges.

So why was that song stuck in my head? Why would I start humming a song like that? I could see if it was a song I like. Or something I’d heard. But just a random song out of nowhere?

Weird.

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An Aesthetic Thing

Anyone who has been to the real ToadMama abode knows I have a country theme for my decor. I’m pretty happy with the way it looks. I think it is cozy. I’ve been told my house “screams country.” But that’s okay. I like it this way. Hubby does, too. At least I think he does.

Every now and then I spot a piece at the store, bring it home, and discover that what I thought looked good is actually hideous. Like this thing.

This is the centerpiece on our coffee table. I hate it for two reasons. One… it just doesn’t go. While I like the red color, the silvery strips are ugly. Two… Moses, my DFC (dumb f’ing cat), likes to chew on the fake grass. Cause she’s a DFC. Said DFC then pukes up chunks of fake grass for me to clean up. It’s annoying.

So, while in PA this past weekend, I decided to replace the ugly centerpiece with this.

Most of my loyal readers know I like arranging flowers. Some don’t. So I figured I’d show the pieces before showing you the final product.

Much better, don’t you think? Take a look at the two side-by-side.


Quite a difference, eh?

Now, let’s just hope my DFC doesn’t like flowers…

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Randomness


from the front
Originally uploaded by misfitgirl

It’s been an interesting week at the ToadMama abode, there just hasn’t been a whole lot to blog about.

Monday night, Shannon, Amy and I celebrated Thirsty Third Thursday. Amy had obligations on Thursday, so we moved the gathering up a couple of days.

Tuesday was mostly uneventful.

Wednesday morning started early — 5:00 AM — with a call from Mom saying, “Can you come and get me? Dad just went to the hospital in an ambulance.” To make a long story short, he has a kidney stone. Poor guy. It could be worse. He’ll be fine. He’s just got to make it through a painful few days.

Speaking of painful, around noon on Thursday I had to go get Dad a new prescription for pain meds. The stuff they prescribed at the hospital wasn’t working well enough. Luckily, Mom has wireless Internet, so I got to work from her house that afternoon and into the early evening.

Hopefully Friday will be calm. A repairman is coming to replace a recalled piece of equipment in our dishwasher. And I’ll be working.

Saturday should be exciting. We’re getting a foster dog! I am an American Brittany Rescue volunteer. That’s where all my dogs have come from. We’ll be fostering a young, male Brittany for a while. More on that in the next few days.

Wondering how the picture is applicable? Well, I’ll tell you. Hubby and I decided on this year’s vacation destination. We’re taking a week-long motorcycle trip to Maine. Maybe this time I’ll get to see some barns and stuff. I loved the coast of Maine, but I am looking forward to seeing the interior of New England, too. I am not sure when we’re going yet; planning is still in the very early stages. More on that eventually, too.