A Special Tribute and a Whopper Devoured...

I mean the whopper will be revealed.  I must have been hungry when I was typing that title.

Thanks to all of you that tried to guess the untruth from my last post.

I will now reveal the "truth".  Hee Hee.

1.  I played trombone.

I was 12.  I had to be different.  It lasted a week.  Then I got a flute.

2.  I am missing a body part.  

My right kidney became infected when I was a baby.  It abscessed and had to be removed.  If my remaining kidney fails, I'm not worried as I know each one of you would offer me one of yours.
What?

3.  I breathe fire.

Well....I can do the Fire Breath in yoga.  Sizzle.

4.  I can stand on my hands.

Yes, but I like having a wall behind me.

5.  I can program a computer but I have no idea how Hubby connected our entertainment system.

True.  I'm ashamed.

6.  I was invited to an art school one summer.

Yep. I was 10. But I wanted to go to the music school.  ;-(

7.  I think I may have been a pig in a former life.  I sure do like bacon.

FALSE.  I doubt I was a pig.  Maybe I was a lone wolf or a bird or even a lizard.  Actually, I think I'm still on "the island", running around and whispering to those that are left behind, not ready to "move on".

Now for another episode of "The World Turns But Stupid People Never Fall Off".

Yeah, I know that I've never had an episode of "The World Turns But Stupid People Never Fall Off" but work with me here.

Try this at home:  Stand a few feet in front of your vehicle with your back turned.  Have someone get in the vehicle and activate the horn.  Ideally, they don't give you any warning.

Wasn't that nice?

No?

Well, that's what it feels like when you use your horn to say "Howdy" to me as I'm cycling or running.  I'm not talking about "GET OUT OF THEY WAY" greetings or "Oh, Baby, You're Hot" greetings (in my dreams), but the you-think-you're-being-friendly greeting using your car's horn.  There is a reason that thing is LOUD, 'K?

Also, if you're a photographer for a yoga class, NEVER, EVER, EVER take this kind of photo much less post it on the Internet:

No, that's not my class. 

If you've been guilty of these offenses, kick yourself and then enjoy your plaque:

Finally, for those of you that could not find the critter in the photo from the last post, here's a close-up.  Look towards the bottom, in the rocks:

Now, get out there and finish the week with a smile!

Snicker.

Photo credits:  Butt-shot: That's classified.  Special: stolen from the depths of the Internet, Hidden creature:  Reffie

The Long Nose Meets the Sun

Liar, Liar, Pants on Fire!

What?

OUCH.  OUCH.

Ahhhhh.  Thanks, Evil Twin, for turning the hose on me.  This time it was the right thing to do.

So what is this about lies? 

Why is my nose growing?

Leeuna is on to me.  She gave me this award:

I will admit to the occasional little white lie, fib, or mild exaggeration, but BIG FAT LIES?

Never.

Well, almost never.

But maybe one of these is a WHOPPER:

1.  I played trombone.

2.  I am missing a body part. 

3.  I breathe fire.

4.  I can stand on my hands.

5.  I can program a computer but I have no idea how Hubby connected our entertainment system.

6.  I was invited to an art school one summer.

7.  I think I may have been a pig in a former life.  I sure do like bacon.

Which one do you think is an untruth?

Also, every time I visit Ziva's blog, I hope she has cookies for me but last time I visited, I got a load of sunshine instead:

Although not very edible, it IS bright and shiny and I like that.  Thank you, Ziva!

I was out in the yard over the weekend and was about to yell at Evil Twin for digging AGAIN (I think she is hiding alien artifacts) but then I looked a little closer..

 Click to see Ms. Tortoise Creature "hiding" in the shade of the canna.

 

Photo credit:  Reffie's got an eye for creatures...or maybe the creatures are government spies.  ;-)