I DEFINITELY have problems!

So, at work just barely, I was emailing this person that I don't even know and have only emailed 1 or 2 times about some letterhead. She had laid it out and sent it to me for approval. I didn't like the way it looked, so I decided to forward it to my co-worker, Sarah, to get her opinion.

BUT, because I try to work at a speed that isn't healthy, I accidently hit, "reply" instead of "forward."

SO, thinking that I was replying to my good friend, I sent this message:

"Do you like the way this looks? I have problems making decisions."

and sent it.

So, I just told a complete stranger that "I have problems making decisions."

And I am sure on the other end that she thought, "You have more problems then that!"

But then she replied something very kind and pretended that I wasn't a psycho or anything. How kind of her.

In tribute to Grandma LaRue

I am taking a web design class this semester. For our first project, we are supposed to pick a topic of our choice and build a 15 page website about it. I randomly decided on the topic of "Spoonerisms," which is when you accidentally mix up the letters in words when you talk, like instead of "take a shower," "shake a tower." Or, "Better Nate then Lever," instead of "Better late then never."

First off, for my visuals, I decided to just do random silly pictures. My little brother T-Y just happened to be in town, so I made him and his friends pose for a few of them. I really like how this one turned out, plus Ty looks like an old man and so I decided to post it as pay-backs for his illiterate comment last post!



More importantly, I ran across the spoonerismed-version of "Cinderella," aka "Rindercella" and it instantly brought back memories of my grandma LaRue. She had a copy of this story and she used to TRY and read it to us, but she would laugh so hard that she couldn't get the words out. As I have been working on this project, I have thought about my grandma LaRue a lot and (consequently) have caught myself laughing out-loud quite a few times. Watching her try to read this was a million times more hilarious than the story itself.

Once apon a time, in a coreign fountry, there lived a very geautiful birl; her name was Rindercella. Now, Rindercella lived with her mugly other and her two sad bisters. And in this same coreign fountry, there was a very prandsom hince.

And this prandsom hince was going to have a bancy fall. And he'd invited people from riles amound, especially the pich reople. Rindercella's mugly other and her two sad blisters went out to buy some drancy fesses to wear to this bancy fall, but Rindercella could not go because all she had to wear were some old rirty dags. Finally, the night of the bancy fall arrived and Rindercella couldn't go. So she just cat down and scried. She was a kitten there a scrien, when all at once there appeard before her, her gairy fodmother. And he touched her with his wagic mand ... and there appeared before her, a cig boach and hix white sorces to take her to the bancy fall. But now she said to Rindercella, "Rindercella, you must be home before nidmight, or I'll purn you into a tumpkin!"

When Rindercella arrived at the bancy fall, the prandsom hince met her at the door because he had been watchin' behind a woden hindow. And Rindercella and the prandsom hince nanced all dight until nidmight...and they lell in fove. And finally, the mid clock strucknight. And Rindercella staced down the rairs, and just as she beached the rottom, she slopped her dripper!

The next day, the prandsom hince went all over the coreign fountry looking for the geautiful birl who had slopped her dripper. Finally he came to Rindercella's house. He tried it on Rendercella's mugly other ... and it fidn't dit. Then he tried it on her two sigly usters ... and it fidn't dit. Then he tried it on Rindercella ... and it fid dit. It was exactly the sight rize!

So they were married and lived heverly ever hapwards. Now, the storal of the mory is this: If you ever go to a bancy fall and want to have a pransom hince loll in fove with you, don't forget to slop your dripper!

Thanks, Grandma for all the laughs.

Things I learned about myself today.

Today I googled "Loni."

I found out some new things about myself.

I am a place.


"Louisiana has made great investments through the creation of LONI."
also, "The institute uses LONI to drive research and education"
I had no idea!!


This is another Loni that has a blog.

And then there was a bunch of crap about Loni Anderson.
Mostly, I'm excited that I am a place in India.

But, I emailed Ty and told him that I am a place, and this is what he said back,
"you're only 49% literate, and you are also a dwarf from Lord of the Rings."
Kinda burst my bubble. Thanks Bud.

The End.