So on twitter, I randomly found this cool lady who is into scrapbooking and crafting so I followed her. She posted a link to her website and I found she had this really cool giveaway going on until this Friday! Lucky timing, huh!
Here it is.. a link to a chance to win a really cool package of crafting stuff! Not sure if you guys still know about my blog, so I'll link you up from MySpace!
http://adamsacres.com/2009/05/02/scrapbook-giveaway-starts-today-enter-to-win-bo-bunny-art-bin-tote-ally-and-more-for-nsd/
You can thank me later! :) Good luck!!
~Anna
Tuesday, May 12, 2009
Monday, November 5, 2007
Ramblings
Okay so after fiddling around with this thing for a few days, I guess it's time I post something.
I woke up today from a delicious dream of those little mini pecan pies that Wal-Mart sells for like 3 for $1.00. I have no idea why those little pies would make a debut in my dreaming world, but they did. This resulted in me having an overwhelming craving for those sinful little creatures as I opened my eyes. Then I stop and think, Why is wal-mart sending these subliminal advertising messages to me in my sub-conscious? Freakin' hackers.
On to something else. Dogs can be SO wtf?! I have 3 indoor dogs at the moment: 2 mini schnauzers and 1 chihuahua. All 3 are housebroken and as long as they get taken out every so often, I have no problems with them... Until recently. My chihuahua decides that he wants to unhousebreak himself or something. Lately, his smelly treasures show up in my shoes (thankfully NOT when I'm putting them on!!), in the bed, and last, but not least, on the coffee table!! That is just plain dirty, man! I don't even know what to do with him anymore. The other 2 do their thing outside, why can't he? I mean, he's not a puppy anymore. Not handicapped. Pretty normal. He IS gay though. But that wouldn't hinder his bowel movement capabilities, I don't think. I don't know what's going on. I figure that most of his time should be spent outside in the backyard until he can learn that poop doesn't belong on beds or tables. And most importantly, NOT in a woman's shoes.
Until next time...
I woke up today from a delicious dream of those little mini pecan pies that Wal-Mart sells for like 3 for $1.00. I have no idea why those little pies would make a debut in my dreaming world, but they did. This resulted in me having an overwhelming craving for those sinful little creatures as I opened my eyes. Then I stop and think, Why is wal-mart sending these subliminal advertising messages to me in my sub-conscious? Freakin' hackers.
On to something else. Dogs can be SO wtf?! I have 3 indoor dogs at the moment: 2 mini schnauzers and 1 chihuahua. All 3 are housebroken and as long as they get taken out every so often, I have no problems with them... Until recently. My chihuahua decides that he wants to unhousebreak himself or something. Lately, his smelly treasures show up in my shoes (thankfully NOT when I'm putting them on!!), in the bed, and last, but not least, on the coffee table!! That is just plain dirty, man! I don't even know what to do with him anymore. The other 2 do their thing outside, why can't he? I mean, he's not a puppy anymore. Not handicapped. Pretty normal. He IS gay though. But that wouldn't hinder his bowel movement capabilities, I don't think. I don't know what's going on. I figure that most of his time should be spent outside in the backyard until he can learn that poop doesn't belong on beds or tables. And most importantly, NOT in a woman's shoes.
Until next time...
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