Saturday, April 19, 2008
Here's the click...
Interesting observation, Robin, one that I've wondered about myself. Is it that I have no friends? Do I just have lurkers? My website averages 50-75 hits a day, so somebody is looking at it, but people rarely comment... I do get emails, however, perhaps people aren't comfortable leaving comments. I really don't know why they don't participate. The Dilly's used to comment, but haven't in awhile, they have moved on to other things, my buddy V is not computer illiterate, I'm taking that she mentioned something to you in an email to make you think that she is. She'a a a smart little cookie, V, trust me... Check out the SilverBeach website she published. It's a goodie.
So, would some of you make Miz Robin from BirdTweets a happy girl, and me, too I might add, and leave a comment.
It's pretty easy - look at the bottom of a post, and after you see Posted by Jan, aka Milly and someday I'll be either Daisy or Nana Sugar, you will see a hyperlink that says "O Comment" or maybe, if I'm lucky, "1 Comments" - just click on that, and then you get a popup where you can leave a comment. Just fill it out, do it anonymously if you like, or sign it if you want - and hit Publish Your Comment. That's all there is to it. All comments come to my email for approval before they publish, that's because of the darned spammers, but give it a whirl, Robin and I will be thrilled! She gets lots of comments on BirdTweets, she's popular, and I'm not. Waaaaaaaaa....
Later 'gators, yeah, I know you like me, even if you don't comment.... What's not to like about a 58 year woman, who's batshit crazy, and has the cutest little dog in the world....
Friday, April 18, 2008
The eyes of course were totally mesmerizing. I used to just trowel on the makeup back in the day, so of course I thought she looked just spectacular with those huge doe eyes. That tiny little body, those gorgeous clothes, and great hairdo's, she was quite the looker...
A little trivia for you, did you all know that the character of Sandy, in Grease, was based on Mill's experiences as a teenager?
She was born, Donna Miller on December 11, 1940. She never married, but adopted a daughter in the 90's. She's 67 years old now, oh that's hard to believe, but she is. This is the last photo I could find of her, taken in 2006. She still shows up on television occasionally, I still enjoy watching her and think she is still a beautiful woman.
She starred in a video in the 80's, called "The Eyes Have It." And guess what, I do have it. It's an old VHS tape, I would love watching it again. Maybe I can talk the Dilly's into seeing it with me. She goes thru all the steps in this video of applying her eye makeup, totally fascinating, IMO.
My friend, Barb, loves her too, and when she came out with a line of eye makeup in the 90's, we both bought it.
I found this old video of her on U-Tube. Just watch it, look at that makeup and that hair and those clothes. my favorite picture is about halfway thru the video. She's sitting in the backseat of a car, her hair was a curly bob and she had on a white suit.
Oh those were the days, at least they were my days. It was a good thing...
Let's hope this is over with. I think I'll keep my clothes on just to be on the safe side!!!!! Maybe this 58 year old body is making the earth move???? Oh that's a good one, Jan, good one!!!!
And what was my initial reaction to all of this, was it fear? Was it surprise? Oh, no, it was anger. Anger??? Oh yeah, I was initially just totally pissed at hubby for waking me out of my sound sleep. I know, it wasn't rational, and of course once I was awake the fear the anger quickly turned to fear as I realized what he was telling me.
Egads, I hope this doesn't happen again in my lifetime. Not fun. But maybe it will be a few years if it does happen, I'll be thru these blasted hot flashes, all tucked in bed in my flannel granny gown. Jeez Louise, what a wakeup call this morning in Heavensville!!! No damage, thank goodness, just the most helpless feeling...
Thursday, April 17, 2008
O-M-G - can you imagine him coming in dressed like this and she actually going out with him???
Click on the picture to enlarge it and check out the duds and the boots! What a hoot!!!
Oh, this bozo is a class act, ladies, a class act!!!
Wednesday, April 16, 2008
Of course I know how to punctuate, I made A's in my English classes. I just prefer to misspell words and use an abundance of .... It shakes things up a bit and makes life more interesting... Dont'cha think?
Why do you keep posting pictures of that little dog with that silly ponytail? That's all you talk about, Maggie this and Maggie that...
Because Maggie is like a child to me. I post pictures of her and talk about her like others post pictures and talk about their children. I'm totally besotted with her. Everyone should have a Maggie in their life, IMO.
Just who are all these people you talk about, V, Hooterville, Nisha, The Dilly's, Trisher, Ang, Barb and Marti, to name a few. And who the heck is BirdTweets?
Girlfriends, ladies, some of them friends forever it seems. V, Ang, Hooterville and Nish have been around for years and years, more than we care to remember, Hooterville and I since we were toddlers. BirdTweets is the blogsite of Robin, a new online friend, who is just a sweetheart. And the Dillys? They're my daughters-in-law. I'm Milly, they're Dilly.
Why do you call your girlfriend Jean, Hooterville?
Because she lives in this small burg of a town in Southern Illinois that we've dubbed Hooterville, hence the name...
And what's all this Heavensville stuff?
It's just a play on words for the city that I live in...
Why do you talk about food so much?
Because I'm obsessed with it. I'm always on some stupid diet, usually Weight Watchers, and it never works because I live to eat!
Why are you so bossy and opinionated?
Because I was an only child and everybody always listened to me when I was growing up. Just ignore me, I have a good heart... And if I had no opinions, this blog would be even more boring than it is...
Why do you make references sometimes to being footless? Why don't you just keep quiet about it.
Because it's who I am now, and it's not a big deal to me. Laugh and the world laughs with you.... Sometimes it's downright hilarious the jams I get myself into with no feet. But then, I got into terrific jams when I did have my feet... Ummmm, I could make a joke about that... "jam", "toe jam!!!" See what I mean, just can't help myself...
What does Men Schmen mean?
Hell if I know. I had some scrapbooking stickers from Susan Branch a few years back, and they said MEN SCHMEN, so I just kind of adopted the saying. It probably means. Arughhhhh, Men!!!!
Why do you sometimes use obscenities on your blog?
Because I've always had a potty mouth. Not a pretty trait in a woman when she's nearing 60, I might add. But then I've always said, I'm a broad, not a lady. Broads have all the fun. I am however trying to tame it down a bit before the grandkids start coming....
How much do you weigh?
That's it, I'm outta here...
Barbecued Pork Ribs:
Since moving to Oklahoma, Trisha has noticed that a lot of the barbecue there is made with beef, so she started making these Georgia pork ribs a couple of years ago for the Fourth of July, and they quickly became tradition.
Cut the racks into two-rib portions and serve them with Easy Baked Beans and Fourth of July Coleslaw for an awesome holiday feast!
2 cups soy sauce
1 cup water
1/2 cup light brown sugar, packed
1 tablespoon dark molasses
1 teaspoon salt
5 pounds meaty pork ribs
1/3 cup water
1 14-ounce bottle ketchup
1 12-ounce bottle chili sauce
1/2 cup light brown sugar, packed
1 teaspoon dry mustard
In a medium saucepan, combine the soy sauce, water, 1/2 cup brown sugar, molasses, and salt. Bring the marinade to a boil and set aside to cool.
Put the ribs in a large, turkey-size oven baking bag or sealable plastic bag. Support the bag in a 12 x 14-inch baking pan. Pour the marinade over the ribs and seal the bag. Marinate the ribs in the refrigerator overnight, turning the bag occasionally to thoroughly coat the meat.
The next day, preheat the oven to 375°F.
Drain and discard the marinade from the bag. Cut 4 slits in the top of the baking bag if you are using one. Otherwise, drain the marinade, transfer the ribs to the baking pan, and cover the pan with foil. Bake the ribs for 2 hours.
While the ribs are baking, prepare the barbecue sauce. In a large saucepan, blend the water, ketchup, chili sauce, brown sugar, and dry mustard. Bring this mixture to a boil, stir well to dissolve the sugar, and set aside to cool.
When the ribs are cooked and tender, open the bag and discard the drippings. Lower the oven temperature to 350°F.
Brush the ribs on both sides with the barbecue sauce and return them to the oven to bake for 30 minutes longer. Just before serving, throw the ribs onto the barbecue or blacken them under the broiler to give them a bit of a char.
It's definitely worth the click to see it...
Tuesday, April 15, 2008
Maggie is doing great with it, too, she wasn't nervous at all. Of course, she had to go to see her best bud London, trying to get both of them to look at the camera at the same time to snap this photo took some doing. Now we're home, and birthday girl is all tuckered out, asleep on Mom's puter desk..... Oh what a day, what a day!!!!!
I checked it out, they mailed me a link to download my coupon - looks like the real thing, ladies. A lot of you are shopping Lowes for spring fleurs, who wouldn't want $10.00 more for free.
Here's the link to put in your email addy - this doesn't work in FireFox, you have to copy and paste this into IE.
Oh, poor furbaby, that really says a lot for my singing ability, but a lot of you already know that, as I'm well known for calling you on your birthdays, screeching into the phone in my futile attempts to belt out The Birthday Song...
Who would have known two years ago today that I would have this precious little dog coming into my life. Maggie is pure sunshine to me, filling my days with smiles and cuddles, I am truly blessed.
So Happy Birthday, sweet little dog, it's going to be a gawjus spring day in Heavensville, Mags and I are going to take time to smell the
Monday, April 14, 2008
No doubt about it, she's a pretty lady.... but, why did she collagen her lips like that? Why do so many celebrities do it? Even Elizabeth Taylor does it and she has one foot on a banana peel. Oh, BTW, apparently Miss Taylor overdosed last week on prescription drugs and alcohol and had to be carted off to the ER.
But back to Ivana and my other bugaboo about aging women who insist on wearing sleeveless dresses and plunging necklines. Just click on the px and check it out out up close and personal. Everything is headed south - her tata's are so far south they're practically in Cuba! And the armpits. YIKES!!!! I rest my case.
She would look lovely if she just wore something less revealing and covered up those sagging arms.
Guess it's just morbid fascination. Told ya I was bored.... No more Ivana, I pinky swear....
Just waiting for the sunshine and the warmer temps... Hubby had to cover plants tonight, another freeze warning for Heavensville. How fun is that!!!
Sunday, April 13, 2008
It's a slow news weekend on the Dish, but I saw this in a column today...
FRIENDS of Ivana Trump are crossing their fingers and praying the bouncy Czech and her Italian stallion, Rossano Rubicondi, can stop fighting long enough to actually get married on April 12.
The combative couple were bickering so badly the night of March 17, St. Patrick’s Day, that Palm Beach police received a 911 call at 11:23 p.m. and responded to Ivana’s mansion on Jungle Road.
“There was a disturbance,” a police spokeswoman told Page Six. “No one was arrested.”
A Florida source said Rubicondi, 35, who is 24 years younger than Donald Trump’s first wife, was briefly handcuffed by the cops, who released him after talking to his tired and emotional fiancée.
“The whole thing is ridiculous,” said one friend of the couple. “They’ve been fighting ever since they met each other, and the only reason anyone can imagine for why they are getting married is for the publicity.”
OK! magazine is said to have bought exclusive rights to the wedding photos for $1 million. Guests have been warned that all cellphones and cameras must be checked at the reception desk. To make sure the photos are stunning, all the women have been told to wear pastel gowns - but not pink or yellow - and men are instructed to wear white suits, white shirts, and white ties.
Other sources said the two were still fighting over the prenuptial agreement that Ivana wants the penniless Rossano to sign to protect her considerable assets, which include a townhouse on East 64th Street, houses in St. Tropez, a chic flat on London’s Eaton Square and the Palm Beach estate.
Donald Trump, who has written extensively on the necessity for prenups, reportedly assigned one of his lawyers to draft the document, and will “go nuts” if it isn’t signed soon, we’re told.
The Donald is quasi-hosting the event at his Mar-a-Lago club, with a rehearsal dinner around the swimming pool the night before, and the reception in the ballroom for 550 guests, including Robin Leach, Dr. Ruth Westheimer, Rick and Kathy Hilton and Neil Sedaka, who will perform, as well as a troupe from Cirque du Soleil.
Ivana, who selected six gowns from the couture shows in Paris in February, will be given away by her sons, Donald Jr. and Eric. Her maid of honor is daughter Ivanka, but there will be 24 other bridesmaids and an equal number of groomsmen.