too tired to think of a title. ok. goodnight.

It is late. 
I should be in bed.
It is sooo quiet though.
Something tells me I need to get a life.
I spent two looong days painting a rental house
and it felt like a vacation.
That's not right....





In other Random news:


Hank Williams Jr. went with us to church this morning.
He didn't like being called Hank.
But I thought there was a strong resemblance.








So he is not Hank.  Just Milo.


My brain is starting to freeze up like a 3 year old computer.

 Goodnight. 

my smart phone suffers from domestic violence...

My man got me a smart phone for my birthday.

It is getting me organized.

It has a calendar. 

A list.

A list for lists.

A journal that you can slap in a picture and write a little ditty.

A camera to take those snappy pics,

and even a video camera to catch the fights and show the 

children how ugly it is to argue.  

(Even though they are really only fighting for their mother's attention

and the casting away of the little black screen that has morphed her into a complete zombie)

So I have been a little distracted by this new miracle.

ok. 

obsessed might be a better word.

But I am beginning to wonder if it is really as "smart" as it should be.

See, on New Year's Day, I hosted the family Christmas.

Realize this was just a few weeks after I got this dandy contraption.

So I figured I would make a few lists to get ready.

The problem is that I have ogre thumbs that constantly bonk out the wrong words on the delicate touch screen. 

We will not go into details on some of the boo boos that I have written,

but in order to avoid these faux pas, I decided to give the voice command a try.

After all, wouldn't it be lovely to just boss something around without rolling eyes?

 I had a few things down on the list already.

Even a few crossed off.

It looked like this.

• trim nails...what? I have approximately 120 of the buggers to keep track of, you would write it down too...
• Fold laundry...SURPRISE!!
• Table Decorations...If you know my mother you know that this is the whole point of even having company.
• Set up Tables
• Make Potatoes
• Make Spiced Apple Cider...Remind me to give you the recipe. YUMMY.
• Mop Floors
• Clean Bathrooms.

And then began the voice commands:

ME: thaw turkey

Phone: Song Cherokee

ME: thaw turkey

Phone: Contact 30

ME: thaw turkey

Phone: Knockouts turkey

ME: THaw TURkey

Phone: The Turkey

ME: ok we are getting closer...

       thAW TURkey

Phone: Dog Sharks

ME (yelling):THAW TURKEY

Phone: Tempe.

ME (yelling with a British accent): 

THAW TURKEY!!!

Phone: Bloc Party.

ME (yelling with a British accent wacking my phone on the table): THAW TURKEY YOU STUPID PHONE!!!

Phone: Hi Sexy.

I am not kidding.

Maybe it is smart after all.

Enough said.

golly what a day

Around Christmas I bought a new 

package of sharpies.

Been filling up my sketch pad

getting some valentine

ideas a rollin.

You could just call me

doodle-holly-doodle-holly

doodle-all-the-day.

now i have this stuck in my head:

Mmmmm hhmmm.  

I do love Roger Miller.

butanyways...

back to the doodling.

Have you ever gone to picnik.com?

It is really fun to upload a doodle 

and play around with it.

So now you have no excuses.

Leave the dishes.

Forget the laundry.

Who cares if you have

cheerio carpet in your kitchen.

You have important things to do...

You know,

Life Changing Things.

Editing Doodles.

cartoon with a blind girl

We are in a vegetative state around here. 

Recovering from the 

inhalation of too much deliciousness and the 

over-stimulation of holiday fellowship. 

 So today I let Milo watch a movie. 

He loves cowboys and horses so he picked 

this new one on Netflix.  

Although on the cheesy side, 

the cartoon was a good representation of 

some of the assumptions most of us hold 

about those with visual impairments. 

It is divided up into 3 YouTube videos.

Happy New Year.