Two Cents Thursdays

Fav day..let's get this party started. It's Thursday one day closer to Friday and one week until I start my holiday vacation. Whooty Whoot! Here's my deal this week.

First, a plea to the UPS man that I sign my autograph for every day. Please, I am begging you. Ask the company guy for a larger size uniform. Your starting to remind me of a tootsie roll popping out of its wrapper.

The self professed virgin, Jessica Simpson is pregnant. I don't get it. All I ever heard was how she saved herself for marriage, wore a purity ring, and then got divorced. Now how is it that its okay that she's unmarried and pregnant? Let me say, that I am in no way saying it's not. Choices are that..choices, but I don't understand the philosophy behind why it was okay then to be pure and now she's prego and waiting until after the baby comes to get married..I guess all bets are off once you've crossed the line into boinking land. hmmm pondering...

White ink tattoos. Isn't the purpose of a tattoo to see it? I have my son's name on the inside of my ankle. Listen, if I am going to have someone imprint my body and go threw the pain, some one better damn well notice, ask me about it, drool over it and think I am a brave Indian for cow branding my body.

Men with long fingernails. Yuck. I went through a checkout in Target, he handed me my change and his fingernails were longer than mine. I didn't want to touch my  money it was like it had some disease now that he touched it with his Beyonce pointed finger nails. (insert hebbie jeebbie motion here).

RSVP...doesn't anyone remember how its done? Let me explain it to you..it means you let someone know whether your going to attend a party! Respond, reply, dial my digits, send me a letter, flashcards, road signs, something. I don't put RSVP on an invitation for shits and giggles people. In the South use proper etiquette..no wait responsible women everywhere, please RSVP.

Blogger..you make me mad. I have joined to follow 52 sites, but only 33 show up in my dashboard. Why? I refresh, reload and you suck!

Happy Holidays,

Dusty

My gift from Mrs. America

I participated in the Cold Hands Warm Hearts blogger exchange program this year and it was so much fun. The excitement of finding out who my partner was intense for me being new to the blogging community. I received the sweetest email from Justine from Stop Me If You've Heard This One and the rest is history. We became fast friends and if you missed my initial post, I refer to her as Mrs. America (read here). We have so much in common. She's from New York, a place I have always wanted to visit. How ironic is it that she also lives close to where my BFF, Lorraine is from. I heart Yankees. She loves to write. She's crafty and from following her Pinterest, probably a pretty snazzy dresser. 

I received my package in late November and was so excited. I opened the box and this is what I received:

XOXO, Justine

Goodies

So thankful

Note cards  and note pad with my initial "D" on them, chocolates, beautiful gloves, headband and the sweet butterfly hair diddy. All accompanied with the most precious notes. Pretty cool, huh? I loved this exchange bunches. I will continue to participate and am so thankful to have made a beautiful friend and I hope that one day our paths cross. It's been a blessing getting to know her and I will continue to follow her faithfully because she's a blogging crazy woman and I hope she continues to do the same. I also hope she enjoyed her package as well. Thanks to much love Illy and Sandy. This was too much fun!

Happy Holidays to everyone who participated and especially to Mrs. America, XOXO back atcha. 

Dusty

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say yes to crack....bread

Christmas day I cook like a wild woman. The traditional ham, hash brown casserole, rolls, veggies, etc. You know the crap that's not good for you. We do live in the South..HELL-O! My sweets, I bake on Christmas Eve. Tradition is we get up, open presents and breakfast. This year it's homemade pancakes and sausage links. Once that's cleaned up, I make appetizers for lunch to snack on until dinner around 5 pm. One year I over did it and made sausage balls, buffalo chicken dip, BLT dip and meatballs. We ate so much that we couldn't eat dinner. Not this year. I am doing two dishes to snack on and that's it. I always make the BLT dip because its our fav, but I saw this recipe on Pinterest and thought this might just introduce itself into rotation at some point or a good possibility for the New Year's Eve party at the cabin on our ski trip. Here is the recipe and if you attempt to make it before I do, let me know what you think. And if you're not a bacon/pork fan like my bloggy friend Ruthie, then leave off the bacon, cheesy bread is just as yummy too.

Cheddar Bacon Ranch Pulls (a.k.a. Crack Bread)

1 unsliced loaf of (round is preferable) sourdough bread
8-12 oz Monterrey jack/Colby cheese, shredded
3 oz bag Oscar Mayer Real Bacon pieces
1/2 cup butter, melted
1 Tbsp Ranch dressing mix

Using a sharp bread knife cut the bread going both directions. Do not cut through the bottom crust. Place slices of cheese in between cuts. Sprinkle bacon bits on bread, making sure to get in between cuts. Mix together butter and Ranch dressing mix. Pour over bread. Wrap in foil the entire loaf in foil and place on a baking sheet. Bake at 350 degrees for 15 minutes. Unwrap. Bake for an additional 10 minutes, or until cheese is melted.

I am pretty sure that if you eat this, it will require, 4 hours at the gym to work off two bites, but its ok, Weight Watchers forgives you 'cause I said so. 

Happy Holidays,

Dusty

Wish list

Christmas is nothing but a head game to a small child. But oh, what fun it is ... My son has asked for a ton of things and one of those is a new bike. So last night at dinner, we told him that Santa was probably all out of bikes and he should probably be prepared that he may not get one. Mean, I know, but oh, I can't wait to see the look on his face when he sees it, plus, it's hidden in lovey's man cave out back and its been nerve-racking trying to keep him out of the building. So, after looking at his list to Santa, I thought I would make one of my own. I already know what I am getting for Christmas, a new Nikon Camera! Yay me, but these things would be fun to receive and I may grab a few of them on an after Christmas sale. 

All things aside, I am looking forward to all the hoopla, the cooking, Christmas day blasting of music, wrapping paper strolled everywhere, pancakes, staying in PJ's all day long, watching Christmas Vacation and roaring fire.

Happy Holidays,

Dusty

I wanna feel that Fire

As part of the holiday season, I wanted to do something fun and have a guest post every Friday where another wonderful blogger talks about their own holiday traditions and favorite memory. Today I want to introduce you to Jennifer of I Wanna Feel That Fire. She is adorable. Today you will find me guest posting on her site here. I hope you also click over and read my favorite Christmas memories and traditions. In the meantime,  show her some love, talk about her, tell your friends and share because that's what the season is all about..Sharing.

I have a lot of really wonderful Christmas memories but I have one that stands out the most. When I was a kid my grandma always went crazy overboard buying/making presents for me, my sister and my cousins. One year my parents knew that of course she would do that but also knew that my grandparents had had a rough year financially but that she would still do what she always did for us. So, my parents decided to save a littler extra money in the few months before Christmas and the week before Christmas we went and bought a WHOLE BUNCH of food and put it in boxes and wrapped them up so that we could take them to my grandparents house in Christmas morning. When they opened the boxes they were so shocked and touched by this gift. I think it really meant a lot to them.

I've only been with my husband for a year so we are still trying to start our traditions but so far one of our traditions is to decorate our front yard for Christmas the weekend right after Thanksgiving. I'm hoping to have more traditions next year and the years after.

My name is Jennifer. I've been a stay at home mom for 2 years and I love it (I'd never judge a working mom for their choice). I'm hoping to have another baby in the next year or 2. I love to blog about my family, my life, my thoughts, stuff I make or cook. I love to sew and I'm pretty crafty. Love love love books. I'd rather have a book in my hands than a kindle or something like that. Love to take pictures. And I secretly want to sing in a band but I'd probably get horrible stage fright and most likely pee myself!

Isn't she too cute and she Instagram's like a wild woman. So follow Jennifer on her blog, pinterest, and twitter. Have a Merry Christmas.

Dusty

Two Cents Thursdays

My fav day! Lets get started first, Pork Skins gross me out. Chad brought in two bags on Sunday and the smell alone was enough to make me nauseous. 


While doing some online shopping I kept seeing "One Size Fits Most". So am I suppose to just take them at their word and walk around in a shirt that's either to big or to little? And how do you exchange it if it doesn't fit? I would like to exchange this to "one size sorta bigger, please". I don't understand the logic of this label.


Pulled up to the drive-thru..Me: I would like a steak biscuit and small coke and that's all, please. Drive-thru dingbat: One steak biscuit and a small coke, is that all?" Me: Yes. Drive-thru dingbat: "Would you like to make that combo?" No, you dumb ass, if I wanted a combo I would have ordered a combo. I didn't say this of course but this is exactly what I am thinking every single time they ask me this. UGH! Two extra minutes of my life I can't get back.


Standing in the grocery store isle girl walks by and puts five boxes of Skinny Cow Clusters in her basket. How is that a diet? She eats all five boxes she will turn into a bull. 


And finally, on Saturday, I wasn't feeling real swift. Chad comes in after a day of hunting looking like a giant piece of fertilizer. I am lying on the couch. He says, what's wrong. I answer with "I don't feel good today." After an hour he says, "honey, you want to boink?" First, real romantic, second, why is it that you feel like crapola and men want to do the yum yum? I swear this is I will never understand. I was polite and said, uhh, no, but what I really wanted to say is, why in sam thunder hell would I first of all want to get it on with someone who looks like a tree stump and smells like doe pee? The whole idea as I gather it of hunting is to smell and look as repulsive as possible so the deer are tricked into thinking your not there, and bam! They become some one's dinner. And yet, you male species are turned on by this. Never mind that I also didn't feel good. No wonder he didn't get a deer. He was filthy and smelled of urine and probably eating pork skins. I wasn't impressed either. Smart deer! (and yes I went there and wrote about it)


Add your Two Cents? Would love to hear it! 

Happy Holidays,

Dusty

Ode to Olivia

I remember as a teenager I would set in my room for hours listening to Olivia Newton-John. I even drew a picture of her outlined it in glitter and sent it to her. I remember she sent me an autograph picture back and I am pretty sure we were BFF's. You know until she became so famous she didn't have time for me anymore. By the way, Livie have your peeps call my peeps and we'll do lunch. Anyway, I would put on these pink tights, legwarmers and leotard and dance around my room for hours. I know dork now and those pink tights would look like to pigs in a blanket wrapped around my thighs, but a little girl could dream right? 


Now legwarmers are back! Etsy has the cutest legwarmers made out of sweater sleeves. They are adorable and on my "want list". My aunt and I were talking the other night and she said, "you would wear legwarmers now?" You bet your sweet Olivia Newton-John I would! So when I found this outfit, I thought how cute. Throw on some legwarmers with the boots and off on a date night with the lovey, shopping with the chicks or casual day at work in my fictitious hometown of Hoboken. Lookout Cake Boss, he wouldn't know what would hit him. I could whip up a red velvet cake with cream cheese icing while listening to Let's Get Physical. Wear them proud I would because somethings just make childhood memories a lot sweeter when you think about them.

super love this dress

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Oh and I would throw these sweet dawlings to give it a little Rock n Roll.

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Hopefully, you have sweet memories from childhood and they reflect on who you are today.

Happy Holidays,

Dusty

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Hard Candy Product Review

Before I got laid off 2 years ago, I used to be a huge MAC cosmetics user. Now that I have a job and it pays me in carrot sticks in which whoever FICA is, takes a third of my paycheck, I learned how to attempt to be beautimus on a budget. And when I find out where FICA lives, I am going to kick there bleep! Anyway, around Halloween when I was in Walmart, I visited the beauty isle (as I do in any store) to pick up a foundation equivalent. I have been using Rimmel Stay Matte but wasn't overly enthused, so I thought I would try the Hard Candy products. I had read a review on Miss Natty's Beauty Diary blog about the Hard Candy Glamoflauge concealer, remembered what she had wrote and decided to give it a whirl. Anything to take these black holes away from under my eyes. I also picked up the foundation, thinking for $6 bucks what can I lose? 

After the pure torture of Walmart..By the way, I hate Walmart. It drives me over the edge to the point of no return. Twenty six lanes and four are open and slow isn't even an action verb these people register with. I would rather be hit in the head with a wet squirrel than go in a Walmart, but for the love of my son and his costume, I swallowed my pride. 

Back to the review.. the concealer is amazing. It's thick, so literally a pencil lead size will do. It takes my planet space black hole looking circles from Star Wars material to presentable. It is a little dry in texture, but the coverage is amazing. I recommend moisturizer before applying. I will give it 4 stars out of 5.

On to the foundation.. It's pretty dang good. No, it's not MAC, but its soft, gives a medium coverage and goes on very smooth. Does not take alot of the mixture for coverage and it comes in a variety of shades. It also has a handy pump, so it's a no mess bottle. I use a sponge to apply. The only complaint I have is I do get a little shiny on the nose mid afternoon, but I think that's just because I am so fantastic my nose needs to be showcased..NOT! Nothing a little powder doesn't fix. I will also give this 4 out of 5 stars. 

So, if your looking for an inexpensive line of makeup, I do recommend it. If you would rather burn your eyes out with a Cuban cigar than go to Walmart, I understand that too, but its worth a try. 

Do you have any beauty finds on a budget?

Happy Holidays,

Dusty

Smashin' Party

I went to a party on Friday. I can say that it was the worst party I have ever attended in my life. As a consolation prize for turning 40, I was ordered to attend a mammogram. No, no formal invitation. I was just told to be there and I didn't have my bells on. So, on the drive into the doctor's office I kept telling myself over and over, "Smashin is the new Fashion". Yes, I am replacing the pink ribbon campaign with that slogan. 


I totally understand why this is necessary and if I hadn't been having an issue, I would have probably put it off until 2012. The initial phone call to set up the appointment was funny in itself. When the appointment setter called, she asked me if I had implants. I busted into laughter and said, "no honey, once you see these puppies, you will know they are all mine and nobody would have paid for these little pebbles."


After undressing from the waste up, I was smashed, cupped, fondled and didn't even receive a kiss, no alcohol, chips or dip. At one point, I told the nice lady we weren't friends! I now know how cows feel at the dairy farm. Then it was on to an ultrasound which was just as uncomfortable, but she had a little more of a sweeter demeanor, and explained to me that women are obtaining mammograms as young as teenage years now. That breast cancer now has no age limit. And thank goodness I have no signs of breast cancer.


So, every year, I now know, that even if I don't get invited to the hottest ticket in town, I have a standing invitation to extend another year of my life by being aware of my body. Maybe next year for the Smashin' Party, I will sneak in a skinny cocktail. I am sure after looking at tata's all day long they could use a drink.

Happy Holidays and celebrate the tata's!

Dusty

This weekend

Find....

Quiet time

someone to cuddle

peaceful dreams

 filled with love

Happy Holidays,

Dusty

Two Cents Thursdays

Two Cents Thursdays, hoot and holler! Let’s just cut right to the chase of what I have been pondering the last week and since I missed last Thursday because I was gorging my brains out and expanding my waist line on cornbread dressing, time for a little catch up.

First, do you ever just get the giggles? Like when you think about it two days later and you still laugh. My cousin, Rachel and I, Thanksgiving day decided to talk about the AMA’s and the subject of Christina Aguilera came up. And then it began. The mountain of comments, the laughs so hard with tears and almost pee pee pants. We became Siskel and Ebert. Here is our summary, it started a chain reaction that we couldn’t stop. 1.She basically looked like a basted turkey wrapped in aluminum foil that when the oven door opened, she escaped. 2. With her Wet ‘n’ Wild red lipstick, her lips looked like they were on their period. 3. To a child she might have looked like a Klondike Bar. 4. Her hair was one teaspoon of bleach away from being featured on a Wen commercial and it just kept going.

It was a train wreck. I support curvy girls everywhere. I got some junk in my trunk, but I know when to back away from anything that looks like you wrapped your leftovers in. It was almost like the game you play at baby showers where you wrap the prego in toilet paper. Someone shrink wrapped her into that dress. Ok, moving on.

Well, not just yet. I love that song by Maroon 5. “Moves Like Jagger”. But let us be clear.. Have you seen Mick Jagger move? Seriously, moves like he has to pee, legs tight together and big giant steps, or something is tucked up all tightly. If you move like you sat on a cork, dim der ain’t moves. It’s called my butt cheeks are together because I really need to poop, move out of the way sister!

Ok, now moving on…nicotine patches. Where’s the nicotine? How do you get it in something that looks like a band aid only bigger? So basically, if you where having a cigarette craving just roll that sucker up, light one end and smoke it. Heck alcoholics drink mouthwash.

I read tons of blogs every day. Every blog I follow I read and then a few more. You always see the “Mani of the Week.” Pretty nails all perfect but you never see the “Pedi of the Week.” I know feet aren’t that pretty and some people’s toenails you can slice tomatoes with them, but there has to be a pedicure blog somewhere I just know it.

Victoria Secret Fashion Show…. Where’s the beef? Just sayin'


I got my first rated X Twitter follower. Totally clicked the link and holy moly! Thanks for following but you are blocked, you Twit!

And finally, my son got a progress report and his phonics are low. HEL-LO-A. We live in Tennessee stupid teacher where “it” has six syllables. Ugg! And this what I pay taxes for.

What's your Two Cents Thursday?

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Happy Holidays,

Dusty

Ditch the LBD

It's almost that time for the endless Christmas parties. I think I have four total this year. Every year, we all search for the perfect outfit (that we wear over and over) because lets face it unless you see these people at the same function, they have no clue you're recycling your outfit. And until I become some high society piece, this girl will be wearing the same thing just respraying the perfume to refresh it. All the mag's right now are featuring the "LBD" (little black dress for my fav redneck friends). But I am not a fan of dresses. I think my legs look like two turkey legs fighting to make a wish. If you see me in a dress, it means one of two things - I have had a moment of pretty or all my jeans are dirty. Don't get me wrong. I have dresses and I see them on others and want them so bad. Maybe one of my resolutions for 2012 will be to wear more dresses. So this year, I say ditch the little black dress and wear something unexpected; a conversation piece. You know something the administrative assistant will say, "did you see what Dusty was wearing at the Christmas party, the nerve!" Which means she secretly liked it but didn't have the kahunas to wear it or it could mean she secretly wants to be a hooker for her night job. 

Any hoot, this is what I am thinking my rebels:

Start with the innocent: Pearls

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then throw on these: Velvet flare pants

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something that shows your personality

Barbie T

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slip on

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AND FINALLY 

the unexpected

This faboo fur jacket!

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I think I might just give my left pinkie toe for that jacket. I would walk in, go straight for the wine bar and grab the IT guy and convenience him to do the Electric Slide in this outfit. So girls, ditch the LBD, do something unexpected and have fun for 'Tis the Season To Be Jolly. Do you have your outfit picket out yet?

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Happy Holidays,

Dusty

The Hype Is Over..

Black Friday and Cyber Monday..it's over for 2011! Did you enter the madness? Not me. I did it once about 7 years ago and I said never again. I like staying out of jail. There are plus and minus's to both days. I get it. There's something funny about women who get together, strategies a route in a store, obtain walkie talkie's for constant communication, convince a clueless friend who has no idea what danger zone they are entering, to stand in line to save a spot for checkout all the while you are pushing a cart full of early a.m. deals around a store like you're on the Amazing Race. I live fairly close to a shopping center filled with Target, Old Navy, JCP and other price worthy stores. I don't like being trapped. The traffic just to go the bank on Friday was looney. It was insanity at it's best. I am not going to stand outside in 40 degree weather at 3 am to freeze my baguettes off over a five dollar toy that's going to end up at the bottom of the toy box 45 minutes after opening it because the box would make a good clubhouse after cutting out some windows and a door. This princess likes her beauty sleep. 


However, I did manage to get on-line about 8:45 that morning to see what deals were going on. I found most of the deals on-line where gone. I tried every way in the world to buy my son some jeans from Old Navy for ten bucks. Fail! Item out of stock. Why advertise it, someone should be setting behind a computer when items sell out; to take it off the website. But all wasn't a bust. I did manage to purchase three things. This after having to refresh the page and almost an hour of trying to check out because the site kept crashing, yet somehow kept all the items in my "cart" every time i would log back on. Basically, two hours of my time, I could have used to probably fight the traffic to get a pizza from the Pizza Hut in Target. But its over, gone, forgotten and women folk everywhere are feeling like super hero's because they bought the last Ralph Lauren sweater on the rack for a fraction of the price while keeping all of their teeth and bail money fund in the jar for next year! Till the next Black Friday and Cyber Monday..fairwell!

Happy Holidays,

Dusty

the story of our tree

Tradition in our house has always been to put the tree up after Thanksgiving which I am sure is 90 percent of America's tradition as well. I have always loved Christmas. It's my favorite holiday ever. In the past, I have had theme trees. You know, those beautiful trees that are either silver and gold, red and green etc.. Well, when my son came along he would make all these handmade ornaments and of course you're a suck ass mom if you don't put them on the tree, but it sure didn't go with my "theme". So, I thought about it and looked at ornaments and found that I love little snowmen, gingerbread people, lollipops, stars, snowflakes and all of those things that are too cute and represent Christmas in a child's eyes. We also have ornaments that represent times in our lives, like when we got engaged, married, pregnant and special places like Maine, where my lovey is from (nothing like having a lobster hanging on your tree). Then I know it sounds corny, but I thought about how long ago others decorated their trees with fruit and popcorn. So I combined it all and it became a "hodgepodge tree". 

Every year I always buy at least 5 new ornaments (as if I need them and thank you mom). I couldn't wait to hang them on the tree. So Saturday after coffee, of course, we I started off the decorating. Lovey retrieved the goods from the attic and half a day later the house is decorated and festive. I have a few more things I want to include, but that will come throughout the week. Until then, here are a few pictures of our tree and my little helper, worthless guard dog #1, Mille. 

new ornament

dad, mom, ian's stockings

(I need to add the worthless guard dog's #1 and #2)

Mille (aka Alfalfa)

our pretty fatso and snowball

Ralphie, Hazel & Phin

(We got these the year before Ian was born, I love these so much)

So that's a snippet of our holiday decor. I hope everyone had fun putting up their tree and you make beautiful memories and traditions throughout the season. What is the story of your tree? I would love to hear. 

Merry Christmas,

Dusty

Give Thanks

Here's wishing everyone a great Thanksgiving. I hope your spending it in cozy places with beautiful faces making memories and laughter to last a lifetime. Give Thanks!

XO,

Dusty

A different kind of thankful

When I received this, I got a big lump in my throat and tears welled up in my eyes. I cannot tell you what or how large of an animal lover I am. At one time we had 5 labs, a cat, and 3 fish. Now we are down to 2 yellow labs since the passing of our sweet chocolate lab earlier in the fall. Ugh! I can't tell you how devastating it was, but when I see this. It makes me realize that not only are humans thankful for our friends, I am sure in a dog's world they are thankful for us, but their fellow friend as well.

Lily is a Great Dane that has been blind since a bizarre medical condition required that she have both eyes removed. For the last 5 years, Maddison, another Great Dane, has been her sight. The two are, of course, inseparable.

"People will forget what you said; People will forget what you did. 
But people will never forget how you made them feel."

How sweet is this? It shows us that our instincts are to help and care for each other and be grateful for what we have and who we are for those less fortunate may not have what you do. You know what I really love about this most of all? How happy the look on that dog's face is. He can't see but he's so happy to have a friend.

Be thankful for your friends for they walk in when the rest of the world sometimes walks out. 

XO,

Dusty

whiskey.tango.foxtrot.

Hello friends, today you can find me over here at whiskey.tango.foxtrot Oh, my goodness don't you just love the name? Faboo!

Be sure you check me out and in the mean time, check out this little sweetie. She's adorable, read some of her posts and give her some love. She's a beautiful military wife holding down the fort with her chin up!

Tell me about yourself!

Im Kristen. An army wife who is brand new to Army life! We packed our bags and while hes in training Im back home with my mom. I was in Paul Mitchell for hair (if you need any tips) and a merchandiser for Forever21. I am lucky enough to have been able to stay at home until we get settled in at our first station next summer! It has its ups and downs and I am just counting down the days until I can be with my husband again. Im a huge Harry Potter and Star Wars nerd and I love working out and being healthy!

Why did you start blogging and what do you get from it?

I started blogging to keep myself not only busy but creative while the hubby is gone. I have totally fallen in love with and needless to say I am addicted! I love the feeling of having people comment and listen to my story.

Who is your role model and why?

My mom is my role model because she is strong and the most hardworking person I have ever met. But on a lighter note, Tina Fey is my number 2. She is not only the funniest woman ever but she has gone through so much to get to where she is now!

What is on your Christmas wishlist this year?

My hubby! (and a Canon Rebel) He gets to come home for 2 weeks during Christmas and I have never been more excited for something in my entire life! I have always always always wanted a Canon Rebel and hubby wrote me in a letter that he wants to get me one for Christmas :) Am I spoiled or what?! Best husband ever.

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See isn't she a cutie! Go to her blog, show her some love, grab a button and tell two friends. Again, another thankful follower and bloggy friend in this week of giving thanks! Happy Thanksgiving, my new friend. Thank you for featuring me and I hope you make some new friends.

XO,

Dusty

I heart Photobucket

With the lovey off hunting wabbits..just kidding.. deer (yuck, makes me sad and I don't eat it EVER), my weekend was sort of eventful, it as usual wasn't long enough but on the bright side three day work week sounds pretty nice right about now. My weekend consisted of a weekend expo with my friend Wendy at this great place called the Art Mill just a few miles away. The sponsor of the expo was the Wilson Living Magazine (make note of that, you will hear alot about them in 2012 from me.) I don't want to sound like a crab, but I was disappointed. Back a few months ago, we went to a Fall Festival at a local bank and had a blast, this one did not live up to my expectations, but I will go back next year because I have a hidden agenda. It was ALOT of jewelry vendors, a few clothing vendors and a few craft vendors to boot. Oh, and Santa, who actually moved like he was 1 bazillion years old, which also confused my son who asked me this morning where the reindeer were? I politely said behind the building. To sum it up, we were there for a total of 40 minutes and left for the local shoe store.

The rest of Saturday was pizza, lots of sweet tea and pictures. Ian decided to take some pictures of me (he loves a camera). I uploaded these photos and went to town on Photo bucket. I heart Photo bucket!!!! I especially love the retro and cross process effects and I discovered that you can BEAUTIFY yourself. That's right..its a "wrinkle be gone" effect that has won my heart over. After smoothing out a few lines and erasing one lingering zit, here is the finished process. Please be aware that I am not a professional. This is clearly a funtastic hobby and I hope once I get my new camera (hint hint Santa Chad), I hope to be a picture taking beast.

retro process

retro/cross process

Old Time Photo w/text

I spent hours having fun with this, I am SOOOOOO NOT photogenic but if you notice to the right, I have a new button. Tell me what you think. 

And as the photo states, this week is of giving thanks. Thank you to all my followers and the wonderful blogger friends I have made. Don't forget you can follow me on Twitter now. I think I have sort of gotten the hang of it. I love this blog community and am so grateful.

Dusty

Two Cents Thursdays

My Thursday started off just delicious this morning. After ousting my southern roots and turning into my secret life as a Yankee (remember I am fictitiously from Hoboken), I became the girl who honked her horn for 3 seconds, used a famous finger to explain in sign language that the man in a monster beast truck was number one and topped it off with a reference to his mother, someone I don’t know. Thank gawd because I would call her up and tell her, her son about ran me off the road this morning.  A great start to my almost weekend. Please hurry up by the way.

Here is my Two Cents Thursdays that I am now sharing with you.

-I do not understand our interstate system. We have engineers that design roadways all day long, cities such as Nashville with 6 lanes. Still I manage to waste 40 minutes more of my life every day setting in this crap. I think I will write the Department of Safety with an itemized bill of how much time I am wasting setting in miles of traffic every single day due to the lack of planning on their part. Whoever thought that merging two interstates together in rush hour traffic everyday obviously need to be hit in the head with a wet squirrel.  If there was a button in my car that let me push, speed up and do a Dukes of Hazzard fly by off the exit ramp into my parking lot, I would certainly install it today.

-Kotex issues recall on tampons. Wouldn’t you hate to be the shmuck that has to hold the press conference for that. “Yes, my name is Bloody Mary and we are issuing this recall because we are having a problem with the string spring action attached to a piece of tubular cloth.” How many rednecks do you think will actually take these back to the store for a refund?

-Kat Von D issued a statement saying Jesse James cheated on her with 19 women. A major “wow” moment.  Can’t argue with stupid and you can’t fix crazy. One of these days when he gets a STD Ajax can’t get rid of, maybe these women will back away from the love machine.

-I love that my mom still gets her hair “frosted”. She is so 1980..hug her!

-I just started sewing lessons. High five!

-I secretly think it would be fun to learn all the moves from “Thriller”. (I am not a Michael Jackson fan, but I really want to do this with a group of people..Volunteers anyone?”

And finally, most that know me, know that I have this “thing” about skinny jeans on men. Please men species everywhere, refuse to wear them. Women long ago were issued the phrase “camel toe” if our jeans were too tight in the front. There is something less to be desired about seeing a man in tight skinny jeans with bullfighting going on in the front. Some animals do not co-habitate well together. They like to be free and mingle. If you put a bull and a matador together someone will lose. Every time I see this I want to burn my cornea’s out with a Cuban cigar. YUCK!

Happy Thursday, beautifuls!

Dusty

Negligent Slobicide

Life Report states:

The Victim: Mom, 40 …aka Dusty, baby, honey, maid, lover, wifey, brown hair, 5’4”, 120 pounds, has full time job from 7:30 to 4:30.

Scene of the Crime:  brown house in Tennessee

Date: Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday, 2011

As reported by Mom aka Dusty (see above). Upon entering the house Monday night the victim notices black shirt, socks on floor, house shoes scattered, two separate coffee cups half full with un-drank coffee (no need to swab for DNA), butter tub and jelly jar on counter, 4 english muffins missing from bag of six (should file a separate report on that), unmade bed, furry dog hair from lazy guard dog, a Lab known as Mille, fork on nightstand, Mt. dew cans; one located on coffee table, the other on stove, no toilet paper replaced on empty toilet paper stand, people magazine in middle of bathroom floor, and hunting equipment setting on dining table.

Further into the night, after cleaning up the events above with a pretty good idea of who the unsub #1 could be. She notices spilled chicken noodle soup, five gummy wrappers scattered throughout the house, three juice pouches; one placed on the cabinet, one tipped over leaking on the table and the other flat as a pancake lying in the bedroom floor. As she moves through the house she finds, two socks, one pair of jeans thrown on the floor in the spare bedroom, tighty whitey underwear drug into the bathroom probably by worthless guard dog number 2, Lab named Libby, popsicle wrapper on floor by trash can, and toys scattered throughout.

After an endless night of cleaning, tired and ready for bed, she washes her face, applies wrinkle cream, sets to use the potty and yes, that’s right -  pee on the toilet seat. Unsub #2 obviously has left a nice wet calling card for the victim, in which to disgrace and deface.

Wanted:

Unsub #1 – Male, 39 known as Dad aka…Chad, honey, baby daddy, provider, pool boy, handyman, jackass

Unsub #2 – Male, 6 known as Son aka…Ian, pooka bear, poo poo head, Damn it Ian

Crime as charged: Negligent Slobicide.

Mom states she works her baggetts off, comes home, cooks, cleans, tends to dogs, does laundry and is worn out. She states she lives with slobs! Two of the male species known as slobs. Let me repeat, SLOBS! The charges, if found guilty (which I am pretty sure this is a slam dunk case); perpetrators will be sentenced to no breakfast on Saturdays, full day of shopping with mom as punishment, and STRIKE.

Shut the front door you say? That’s right Strike! Keep it up and you’re going to have no cookies cooked for school functions, no dishes washed, no clean underwear, and no toilet paper to wipe your asses.

I, Dusty, do solemnly swear that all of the facts stated in the above fake affidavit are true.

Wanted!

Dad: Negligent Slob

Son: Negligent Slob