I Bought a Purse I Have to Groom ..............by Diane Ogden

Sooo....  It's real leather.  I can only hope its not real dog.  (fur that is.)  Oh Lord!  I was very thrilled to get this real B Makowsky purse for $39.00, originally $248.00.   And it smells sooo good because its real leather.  All I can say is something "came over me" yesterday at the DSW Shoe Store.  I don't believe in killing animals for their fur unless one needs to be warm and the store is sold out of Columbia's and or any other coats.  And I don't believe in killing animals to make purses out of their poor hides.  I wouldn't want anyone skinning my ass and wearing it on their arm strolling down the street.  I really have to stop using the word ass.  Sometimes I just feel it has a punch.  Ya think? 
So I just found this online:  And it burst my fur and leather bubble just a tad.

        b.makowsky (aka bruce makowsky, the designer) is kathy van zeeland's husband. according to his website the brand was started and launched where kathy van zeeland started her bags - "located in the heart of manhattan's shopping district". so he might have an actual shop in manhattan, but other than that, the only retails his website lists that you can buy his bags are nordstrom, macys, dillards and von maurs department stores.

       B. Makowsky does not have an actual store. The company distributes their bags to authorized retailers (Nordstrom, Lord & Taylor, Bloomies, Macys, Dillards, QVC). B. Makowsky is an American and his wife is Kathy Van Zeeland. You can kind of tell that they share the same designs (he does leather bags while she will mainly dabble in PVC and occasionally leather and fabric).

The bags are all manufactured in China.  OMG!  There is that dang China word again! 

I try to stay away from Wal Mart where everything is from China.  I try to read labels so I don't buy anything unnecessary from China.  And what happens?  Something comes over me, from China probably..... and I even have to groom it!   Problem is I Love "It."  "It" takes me from hum drum daily dum to a bit of "out there" like the old days.  Don't be worrying...I am not going glitter anytime soon.  Although I do have a computer mouse that is all silver glitter.  Oh and a scotch tape holder and a flash drive and some socks.  No eyeshadow yet. JUST KIDDING JEEZ.  I really don't have any glitter socks. You know I stick in a lil white one on occasion. But I will always fess up. 

 

     So until I have something "come over me" again, or I find a deal on fur boots (I already have some) be safe, be well, and be happy.  Even if it takes buying a cool purse from China.  Just don't do it on purpose.  And get rich so you can buy American every time. God that better not be anyone's dog on that purse.   eeeewww

I Cancelled Christmas..................by Diane Ogden

I cant imagine anyone cancelling Christmas.  I love Christmas.  I love Victorian Christmas's, everything about Christmas.  From the decorations to the meals to the gifts, to the lites that I string around my stove for effect.  I love giving, singing to the music, especially Alan Jackson's Christmas Album.  Stockings hung by the fireplace, sending out Grandma Tillie's pfeffer-nut cookies to a select number of people each year.  Carefully picking out the perfect gift for each person. Refraining myself from putting lites on the Buick.  I know I know bad taste.  Wouldn't be bad on a jag now would it?   So what's my point and why did I cancel Christmas?  Because I got sick.  Nasty sick.  A fever for over a week.  Every joint in my body screamed at me in pain.  Coughing. Sneezing. Runny nose. Just one eye hurt sooo bad.  Leg cramps and spasms because I couldn't keep hydrated enough.  That was wonderful hey.  And in the midst of that I was trying to continue working.  Then let me say we had a major snowstorm!  EIGHTEEN little inches of a one.  So I was able to stay in bed for two days while Madison plows plowed the city out.  I thought I was better so I worked all day yesterday and woke up middle of the night sick again.  I think I need to go into the Urgent Care place.  But besides that..... I have had no time nor did I feel I could stand long enough to go shopping.  As each day passed I was sicker and still hadn't shopped.  So I called the Grands and told them we would have to have Christmas after Christmas.  They were sad, but said they could tell by my voice I didn't feel very well.
So tomorrow is Christmas Eve.  Maybe I will go to Urgent Care then.  No one else will be there. ha!

(Psstt...I put lites on the Buick!)  Here ya go Rose............ Am I lyin? Only I know.   Now you understand when I say "GET RICH so you don't have to wait so long for the new wheels!  LOL
Merry Christmas from the Ghetto Cruiser.                               (psst.  I'm lying!)  I stole this photo from www.theburningplatform.com  

Camera? Mattress Topper? New Car? by Diane Ogden

Forget it!  All of it!  Pulled into my trusty Meineke Car Shop (been going there for years) and Mitch tells me I am a fraction from having unsafe treaded tires.  I could have handled that news.... and waited a few more days for tires while I shopped for MY New Used Honda CR-V I am going to get, but from somewhere in the wild blue a huge snowstorm is coming TONIGHT!   I reiterated to Mitch that I wanted a fancy new camera. not new tires.  He made the quick thinking comment. "Great, then you can take wonderful pictures of the accident." Get it?  The accident because I got a camera and not new tires.  So...I did it. I bought the tires.  I also told them the car wash broke the inner part of my alloy wheel rim and my neighbor glued it back on with some silver "stuff."  Not to lose it and to glue it back on now or put it in the back seat for safety.  Go figure, I went from while walls to black walls and from at least acceptable alloys to trash, low rent, poor appearing car.  I came out of Target and saw it gone and said words no children should ever hear or learn...  Why cant men listen.   I told them more than once.  Those little inner pieces cost two new outfits, a used bicycle, more than a movie and popcorn,  the lite bill for sure...and so on.   Just look at that nasty!  I am sure I can get one at a junk yard, LIKE WHEN?  What time of the day, week, month, or year can I fit that in.  Heck I missed my smash-a-gram last Wednesday morning. Even had it written down on the calendar that I didn't look at.
Oh well.   It's done now.  Cant complain I guess.  The old girl (Buick, not me) has kept her knees on for thirteen years.  So she now needs one replacement....And as my license plate says:  And do not give me any grief about all those stickers and how they should be on top of each other.  I paid for the plate and the stickers so I can put them wherever I want. (I think)  Got that plate in the 90's.  Wish I had that 90's sticker.....  Until I find some interesting news, hopefully happier than this one. Be safe, be well, and be happy.  And get rich so you don't have to wait to buy until you look like you really really need a different vehicle. 

My Aching Ass and Other Parts............by Diane Ogden

Okay sorry for the ass word but hey, I have other "A" problems such as Arthritis and so on. It used to be The Scarlet A on my chest for .....what book what that we had to read in High School?  Oh yes, The Scarlet Letter!  Now it stands for Arthritis and Assache.  KARMA?  Could be Sherman!

I have been looking for a gel top foam mattress at a reasonable (JOKE) price for some time now.

I have done research on these toppers. Some smell of chemicals. Some aretoo  hard, some are too soft, some are online as a GROUPON which I wont touch. 

I saw a 10% off at Overstock.com so I tried to find what I have found to have the best reviews which is the Sleep Innovations.....not offered. Bingo.

J.C. Penney has it but it' s pricey. I need SOFT like a feather bed. I am dreading going to bed tonight as I haven't had time to fluff the shitting hole I created in the topper I have now, with my own body form....  It is quilted, say like in squares and after a few days I have personally created my own private sink hole  for free .... and since I was sick over the weekend (still have a fever wha wha call the wha wham-bulance) I didn't remove all the blankets, comforter, etc and fluff the shitting hole away...might I add, turn it around and start over on the other side! I have had it. I wake up multiple times in the night due to this lumpy sink hole topper.

BUT it is certainly better than sleeping by the river in the Buick!!! And so...there ya go Rose buds.... That be said.....be Happy, be Safe, be Well, and by God get rich so you can buy a mattress or mattress topper and SLEEP so you can work and think and live especially if you have assie arthritis.  Sorry for the ass word so many times.  Love you Lord anyway.  I thank God for the word forgiveness.....it has saved me I am sure. But so will the gel topper.  One is flesh and one is spirit!  I am surviving both thank you.

All I Want for Christmas is.............. by Diane Ogden

Okay I could do with a bit of Ashton whats his name.  Sure I could.  No really I could.  And I would.
I think.  Or maybe not.  But then maybe I would depending on how I felt that day.  But more seriously, not that / that wouldn't be a serious encounter/endeavor/uplifter!  Yet all I really want for Christmas besides peace within and (without my new Honda CRV ) is that magnificent Nikon 1!  OMG I would take pictures of my toilet (empty of course) with that amazing piece of equipment.  I have a $179.00 piece of poop Cannon.  I had a $200 wonderful Cannon sure shot that I gave to my Granddaughter.  I thought I upgraded to the new Cannon but I was L-Wrongo Sherman. Possibly I should have done some camera researching online but I am overwhelmed by technology research and it doesn't come that easy for me.  I love ALL the new technology but I don't get a portion of it.  I want to!  I have googled my phone to death, I have googled my wireless printer to death, I have googled google....  And that is when I found Assie Ashton who married that cougar lady and free sailed until he got offered the "BIG ONE."  Job that is.  Hey that's KARMA..he gave her the "BIG ONE" until he got his back!  Naughty I suppose but quite factual I should add.  Of course that is my opinion from viewing from the outside for years yet I suspect it is a fair estimation of the situation.  Analogy could be:  Young wife works to put her husband through medical school...  he graduates, leaves her sweet side (ass) and marries some nurse.  See? That's an analogy.  Okay back to my point.... All I want for Christmas is a Nikon 1 Camera. ($599.00) Forget the Ashton whats his name who replaced Charlie Sheen on Two and a Half Men.  I see the half is grown up now and has found himself RELIGION!  Personally, I think God isn't so unhappy with a sit com that makes the world a bit easier to live in.  Makes people laugh. I will say there are some over the top comments as there are out here in "regular land."  Actually the show is cursed I think.  Charlie/drugs/stupid moves/kids grows up get religion then disses show and quits/ Ashton leaves the cougar/ she overdoses/he finds new love.....  sounds like maybe God didn't think it or think it was very funny after all.  Me.....All I want for Christmas is a Nikon 1.  Yes I checked the reviews.  No I didn't, I liked it cause it is white and I dislike ALL black electrical equipment including car radios have black raised writing on black. WTFrick?  Who did that?  Male or Female?  Had to be a young male designer  with no sense of anyone but himself and what he can see, or maybe he can read Braille. Even the side of my PC is in black on black.  Give me a break. OMG now I sound like that guy with the grey messy hair that died on 60 minutes.  Eeww Eeww  You now the Editorial dude?
Okay so Be well, Be Happy, and Be Safe....until I find another silly topic to bother you with......because anything that happens after midnight isn't any good.  I know.....my daughters fiancee died in a car accident a week ago coming home at 2:00 am ....no alcohol...just bum luck and wet roads.  I might write about him soon..... See how I joke about Ashton whatshisname when what really matters is losing a good kid like Derek Reible in a freak accident....    nite

HOUSE ON HAUNTED HILL-with Vincent Price....by Diane Ogden

OMGOMG! My parents took me to this movie when I was about eight years old.  To a movie theatre.  It was such horror that they got up and took us out. What?  It was too late!  I saw a man fall into a pit of acid and dissipate. I saw a woman ghost standing outside a window and a rope moved all by itself into the room and out the window and wrap itself around her legs and YANK her down and kill her!  Terrifying hand come out of door and grab someone....and so on.   So why am I telling you this?  Because of the new Lincoln Movie with vampires and such. How dumb is that?  But then how dumb was the House on Haunted Hill?  Well it was entertaining but not for the little ones.  I suppose the parents didn't realize how this would affect me or the brother.  Maybe make it a point to rent this old one....A friend told me her Grandsons Mom took them to a Horror movie and when they got to Grandma's they wouldn't leave her side for one moment.  So she called the Mom on it.  Dangerous territory!~  But it worked.  And when I heard the story it reminded me of "House on Haunted Hill with Vincent Prince!? A good Horror Movie to say the least! I wont be renting it by the way. I remember enough of it to realize I do not wish to rent it ever again in my life!  Or any other lifetime either.  So until someone reminds me of an old horror movie or something my parents did badly (ha) .....be safe, be well, be happy, and get rich just for fun, and be CAREFUL of horror movies because they seem to stay with you for-ever! eeeewww   

PRIORITY MAILED COOKIES......by Diane Ogden

It takes three full days to make my Gma Tillie's cookies because the dough is put onto the cookie sheet the size of a thumbnail.  So a LARGE bowl of dough takes all day, early morning to late evening, to place them on the sheets, bake tehm, cool them off, place them in jars.  Then order the labels, place them on the jars, make the cloth tops, tie them on, add the little story and photo page, place in bubble wrap, lay gently in shoe boxes, add all the plastic bags you can find to cushion them further.  Get the boxes from the post office...look up everyone's address and fill out the address labels....  put the shoe box inside the Priority Mail boxes and add all the clean old rags and towels you can find to cushion them further.  Then tape them all up good and put them in car and  drive to post office again.   Several trips walking the eight or nine boxes inside in the rain. My turn at the window!  The lady tells me $15.45 for each of the priority boxes.  I was so upset I couldn't add it up in my head $15.45 times the number of boxes all stacked up ahead of me.  I told her WHAT?  She said I should have sent them in a regular box.  (Every other time I go in they tell me I should go priority as it cost less???)  And there is a line of people behind me.  I could have carried them all back out to my car, drove home, unpacked them all, ruined all the labels and started all over.  Packed them in different boxes. Blah, Blah, Blah

 NOT SO MUCH!  I would have saved a little $ but not enough to do it.  So I took deep breath and swiped the card! 
                 $104.80 to send my Christmas Cookies to Eight families.  Did I cry on the way home?  Nope, but I doubt I will be doing my lil tradition anymore.  I hate to let the Federal Government stop me from sharing Grandma Tillie's cookies but that is ridiculous.
And I have a couple more to send out!  S H U T U P!!

I am mad that the joy got stolen by the Post Office. Oh I forgot to tell you.  There was a little old lady in line that spoke up and said, "Hey, don't you know its not cool to bring that many boxes in here at this time of day?"  I almost spoke badly but I held it in.  Then she said, "Hope you can take a joke!"  Don't ya just hate those people that say exactly what they mean and then pretend its a joke. 

Well they are mailed.  I hope they get enjoyed.  So until the next time I make a million cookies the size of quarters, fill the jars, pack them up and get he sticker shock of mailing them......or I find something more interesting.  Be well, be safe, be happy, and get rich so you don't give a hoot what it costs to mail your wonderful Grannie's cookies!