what does this mean?

Ao one of my new years resolutions is to do push ups every morning. so I can do 16 on a good day but most days average about 12 or 13. Last night I dreamed I could 25 pushups and it was easy. a breeze. what the heck does that mean? I dont think it means like I feel like i can do anything as my life is feeling a wee bit out of control right now. any other thoughts?

just another snowy monday

'nuff said. carry on.

colleen - hope y'all made it home last night in one piece. we thought of you at 10pm and wondered.
Kevin, there is left over saag if you want it. LOL.

that is weird

so the polling website i used generates a map so you can see where the votes come from. it showed votes from lansing and kalamazoo... hmmm... but then it showed san diego. boy am I confused. no votes from new mexico, illinois, kansas or virginia. weird. OK, so Im gonna do another poll just for the heck of it!!

As you know Koompa's centurian b=day party is coming up this summer. What should the theme be???

Chocolate anyone?

Im at work right now and Im having a total chocolate attack. I mean if i plan to get any work done I better just go get some or Im going to be wasting my time thinking about it. But I admit Im sort of picky about my chocolate... so I was wondering how do you like your chocolate? (notice that not liking chocolate is not a choice.... at least in this poll!)

Fat Tuesday Michigan Style

One of the things I missed the most about living in Michigan were the paczkis on Fat Tuesday. I don't remember ever having a Paczki as a kid (Mom, sibs, feel free to set me straight.) but it was an annual thing at the GM proving ground when I worked there in the early 90s. I especially remember the powdered, raspberry-filled kind. Yum!

Well call me a homer but I actually tried to find these things in NYC. There was always Star Deli, in Brooklyn, but that was too far for a stupid donut. So either because of excessive discipline, or laziness, or both, we went paczki-less for about 12 years.

So I was so excited about Fat Tuesday this year that I dragged the girls to Goodrich's on Monday to get some paczkis (if you ever have trouble spelling it, just remember Frankie's name is Franciszka! The Z goes before the K!) We got a half dozen, in a variety of flavors to make everyone happy, chocolate-filled glazed for the Frankster (donut!) and plain, custard for Angie. (Bee is just not a donut person, I'm afraid.)

Long story short, I ended up eating four paczkis today, two from home and two from the copious trays of them sitting around work. And we still have three sitting at home looking all forlorn. What should we do with them? Eat them all tonight? Sneak a paczki tomorrow? Feed them to Koompa and Marky? What is a good polack to do?

Anthony and Cleopatra

One of the gaurds at a roman estate found anthony and cleopatra dead a few feet away from each othe at the end of the day. He immediately called Ceasar who confirmed that they were both dead. Caesar ruled out poison and there was no sign of foul play. He did seee a small crack that in the floor, which ran between the two bodies, and concluded that the crack is what caused their death. He was right but how did they die?

Clues:
they had not been strangled or suffocated.
they were both naked
they were both good swimmers
they did not injure themselves by diving into an empty bath or swimming pool

(from the book Lateral Thinking.... we were laughing at how dopey some of these puzzle are so we thought we should share one with you!)

WWYD?

Well, we put up the babygate last night so marky couldnt go outside... but around 11.30pm (which is the middle of the night to me), koompa starts barking like a maniac! Good for our neighbors she's barking inside, bad for us. Needless to say that woke us up! So I went downstairs to see what the commotion was all about., and found her barking at the babygate. She wanted to go outside. I thought maybe she saw the rabbit so I tried to distract her by coaxing her upstairs, but all she did was run to the front door thinking I was going to let her out there. She must have had to really go. So I took down the gate and let her go out. I went to bed but a half hour later still hadnt fallen to sleep because I was worried that marky would go outside, so I went back down, made sure koomps was inside, and put the gate back up. So, honestly, I dont know what to do. I bet koompa goes outside in the middle of the night all of the time. But I dont want to risk marky getting stuck again. Now before you think, oh marks, she wont get stuck again, let me tell you this: I got up around 4:30 this morning, took the baby gate down, made some coffee and went to the parlor to do a few exercises. And what do I hear? Marky barking. So i got up went to the sliding door opened it and called her but I couldnt find her. It was then that I realized that she was stuck half way out the door again! that poor marks! WWYD?