Wednesday, June 28, 2006

Vacation Update

Just checking in quickly before I'm off to Flander's where there is no internet service. *sob*

The Mothership & I have had a good time. We're staying with her cousin, Mr. & Mrs. B. So far we've laid around & done nothing, made a quick trip to Kansas City with a detour through Leavenworth, attended an auction and eaten Chinese in Nebraska (really good crab rangoons) & crab legs at the casino.

Today we're off to St. Joe, Missouri to a tea room & museums. Mrs. B will join us for tea and then Mom & I are heading to stay with Flanders & Co. for a day or two.

I'll most likely not be posting again until Saturday or Sunday, but I should have an update on the hair situation by then.

Friday, June 23, 2006

Hair, Hair Everywhere

7.1.06 ~ THE POLL IS CLOSED! Thanx for voting. Go see the results!

Okay, here's the deal. I've been growing my hair out for a while. But, I'm thinking I might need a change. Mom is suggesting something "short & sassy". Right now it's several inches from waist length. I had it permed last year, so the bottom half is rather curly. That part is also kinda reddish as I had colored it red before that.

Let me break it down a little bit...

Pros of cutting my hair -
1.) I could get rid of the permed, colored stuff in one fell swoop.
2.) Fewer headaches from the weight.
3.) I'd be updated & get to surprise some people. :)

Cons of cutting my hair -
1.) I like long hair.
2.) I want long hair for the wedding if I ever get married (at the rate I'm going though, I'll be 80 & using a walker to get down the aisle), but I would have more than enough time to grow it back out.
3.) It's my best physical feature.
4.) It's very easy maintenance at this length - just shampoo, condition, brush & I'm done.

Input from you, yes you! is requested, so fill out the poll below. Of course, I have tendency to be a little spontaneous sometimes, so it may get whacked off while I'm on vacation anyway. Who knows...

Update: To see a fairly recent picture of the hair, go see this post. And y'all can vote once a day (shouldn't have told the Mothership that... j/k Mom)

Should LadyGunn cut her hair?
Yes - Chop it off
No - Leave it long
Kinda Sorta - Just get bangs
Who cares - I don't have to look at her...
Free polls from

Originally posted on 6/21/06.

Thursday, June 22, 2006

A Note From Sydney Anne

Hey all, Sydney here. Since Mom is going out of town today for her vacation & isn't taking me along (how rude!), it's up to me to do the week's cat-blogging.

Which is all about me.

As it should be. Just look at how cute I am - the sparkly white, the shiny black, the glowy yellow eyes. Why, I'm positively a paragon of kitty-hood.

Grandpa is going to be stopping by to keep the munchies & scritches coming. (Mom's saying that hopefully he remembers to water the new honeysuckle along the fence - hint, hint.) The good news is that I get the sink & this here recliner to myself this week. I don't have to share at all!

Make sure y'all take the short trip over to the Friday Ark and also check out the Carnival of the Cats on Sunday at Pets Garden Blog.

But Of Course, Dahling...

What else would expect from someone with my name?

You Are 76% Lady

Overall, you are a refined lady with excellent manners.
But you also know when to relax and not get too serious about etiquette

Of course, they didn't ask about the fun stuff - guns, cars & knives...
Found through caltechgirl.

A Real Attack Kitty

I was bouncing around my blogroll & saw that Peaches had an entry up about this cat who has a history of attacking people. Not playfully attacking, but full-on ambushes.

The part that caught my attention was the last little paragraph in the story.

"I live with a cat just like Lewis, and I live with danger every time I go home at night," he said, adding, "I'm from South Jersey, so I don't take any crap from a cat."

First of all, "I don't take any crap from a cat" is flippin' hilarious.

Secondly, I joke about having an attack kitty in Sydney, but she's just playing. I certainly don't "live with danger" at home. Any cat that ambushed people, even the Avon lady, would be getting a beat-down or two until they learned that was a no-no. (Don't freak out - I don't abuse animals. By beat-down I mean a couple swats or a bunch of water.)

Wednesday, June 21, 2006

New Profile Pic

I've always wanted a kind of signature pic for this here little corner of the blogosphere. Finally realized I have this one. It's part of a larger photo a friend & I had done at State Fair one year. Thought it was appropriate - a Victoriany LadyGunn with a gun.

Music To My Ears

I went garage-sale-ing with Mom last weekend & picked up 3 jazz CDs - 2 of them completely unopened - for 4 bucks!

Jane Monheit - Taking a Chance on Love, Madeleine Peyroux - Careless Love & Peter Cincotti - On The Moon.

I now have a new favourite song - St. Louis Blues by Peter Cincotti. His Bali Ha'i is really great too.

Go to the Media section of his website & check out the video.

(If there are problems, somebody please let me know. Neither computer I use to access the internet has a functioning sound card. Thanx.)

Monday, June 19, 2006

3 Days To Launch...

The Mothership & I are going on vacation next week.

I know, I know - we had one back in April. But, that was just my last 4-day weekend before moving to a 5-on/2-off week instead of 10-on/4-off week. So this will be the first time I've actually (purposefully) taken time off since the week of Peanut & Jer's wedding last summer.

We're going to head up yonder to the farm where I grew up to visit big brother Flanders, wifey Shell-Bell & their 2.75 kids before going farther north to stay with Mom's cousin. She & her husband have an auction business & we'll most likely be helping out with 1 or 2. We may do a day trip to St. Joe, MO & we also want to see if Haderway House (so named because the Mrs. "had her way " when the house was built), a Victorian-house-turned-English-tea-room, is still open.

Personally, I'll just be glad to be away from the lovely pee-scented cottage here at work for a while. Ya'd think 12-&-13-year-olds would be able to figure out that it's better to go to the bathroom in the actual bathroom rather than their beds or pants. Sheesh...

Praise You In This Storm

This week's Sunday-ish hymn is not actually a hymn. It's a song by a Christian group named Casting Crowns and it really hits home for me right now.

Everybody has times when it seems everything is falling apart. I'm going through that right now.

Pain in both arms from carpal tunnel, pain from fibromyalgia, getting turned down - however nicely - for a new job, realizing that my new plans for my life won't work out, financial difficulties, complete & utter exhaustion... my life really sucks right now.

But, in all this, I have a choice. I can sit here & whine & cry about it, wish that things were different, complain to God that He should fix everything, after all I am His child, He has control of everything, why don't You come down here & make it all better... yada yada yada... Or I can say "Yeah, I'm having a tough time right now, but God is right here with me. I can & will get through this, with His help".

You see, being a Christian doesn't automatically make everything hunky-dory. If anything, it makes life more difficult. Stepping up to the line with God makes a statement to the other side, Satan, that I am his enemy. He can & will use anything & everything in his arsenal to stop me in my tracks, to negate any positive impact that I could possibly have for Christ. Physical problems, money problems, relationship problems, these are all tools he uses to get to us. The good news is that he has already been defeated. He lost the war, but he keeps fighting little battles in our everyday lives. The sad part is that many buy into his lies and those are the battles that he wins. You hear about his victories every time a prominent Christian screws up & their sins get plastered all over the headlines.

I choose to trust & praise Him no matter what is going on my life. When I do that, Satan loses yet another little battle.

I realize I have it a lot better than many others out there. My uncle has MS, his wife has diabetes, 2 families in our church each lost a young son this past spring, a pregnant 14-year-old girl was murdered recently in Wichita...

I don't know about the girl's family, but my aunt & uncle praise God in the midst of their diseases & the families of those boys have handled their passing with incredible grace that can only come from God. They have chosen to praise Him in their storms.

Psalm 121:1-4
A song of ascents.

I lift up my eyes to the hills—
where does my help come from?
My help comes from the LORD,

the Maker of heaven and earth.
He will not let your foot slip—

he who watches over you will not slumber;
indeed, he who watches over Israel

will neither slumber nor sleep.

Praise You in this Storm - click the link, Music & then the Lifesong CD to listen.

I was sure by now
God You would have reached down
And wiped our tears away
And stepped in and saved the day
Once again, I say Amen, and it is still raining

As the thunder rolls
I barely hear you whisper through the rain
I'm with you
As your mercy falls
I raise my hands and praise the God who gives
And takes away

I'll praise you in this storm
And I will lift my hands
You are who you are
No matter where I am
And every tear I've cried
You hold in your hand
You never left my side
And though my heart is torn
I will praise You in this storm

I remember when
I stumbled in the wind
You heard my cry
You raised me up again
My strength is almost gone
How can I carry on
If I can't find you

I lift my eyes into the hills
Where does my help come from
My help comes from the Lord
The maker of heaven and earth

Lyrics by Mark Hall from the Casting Crowns website
Verses from BibleGateway
Week 5 - Come Thou Fount
Week 4 - The Old Rugged Cross
Week 3 - Fairest Lord Jesus
Week 2 - Be Thou My Vision
Week 1 - A Mighty Fortress Is Our God

Helpful Hints for Homeowners

When trimming small trees, weeds & viney stuff around your AC unit, make sure you don't cut the electric lines to the thermostat. Makes the AC go caput.

Thank God my brother Ramone is an electrician. He & Dad got it going again in less than an hour.

Sunday, June 18, 2006

Kill! Kill! Kill!

Straight White Guy Eric posted pictures of several spiders that were passing the time on his deck. Ick! My skin is still crawling.

I can handle snakes - I've killed garter snakes and a rattler or two. The college farm always had several rattlers around. Nine of the mares were bit in several weeks my second summer there (my Jazzi was one of the few who managed to avoid it).

But - spiders!?! They're Satan in the flesh and should all die. We had these honkin' big black & yellow spiders that would take up residence on the hay bales in the horse shed. SInce Dad wouldn't bother with killin' the durn things, I would take a can of Raid and spray the beasts until they fell down. Then I would continue spraying until they were covered with foam and quit squirming.

(I can't believe I just looked at all those spiders on thise sites to find that picture. Now I feel really creepy-crawly! Ick ick ick ick ick...)

Sydney helps keep them under control in the house. She's found several and played with them until I came along & saw what she had. Then, her new toy went squish!

I reserve the right to keep & bear Raid. If they come near my house, they die. They don't pay rent, they're trespassing & I discriminate against arachnids (unless their alter-ego is Peter Parker).

Friday, June 16, 2006

And Now For Something Completely Different...

... Drugs and alcohol!

It's not really as bad as it sounds. (I don't think...)

I've not been sleeping again, so last night I took 2 Ativan and mixed a shot or two of Scotch (disgusting stuff) in some iced tea and decided to play Civ3 while waiting for it to kick in.

At 10:30pm I decided I'd try to sleep, stood up and whoa! I think I ran into the wall several times on the way to the bedroom. Slept for 8 hours (that's a lot for me) and then needed eye drops for my burning eyes. It took me probably 15 minutes to do the stupid eye drops, I was still so out of it. Went back to bed for several more hours.

Don't think I'll be doing that during the work week.

By the way, have I ever told you why I bought the icky Scotch in the first place?

I decided that since I'm descended from Scottish blood, I should try Scotch. Looked around on the internet and settled on Glenlivet as the best. Luckily I bought a small bottle, because I still have some left over a year and half later.

(Mom's gonna kill me for the first line of this post.)


My little kitty is growing up. She's starting to actually sit still for scritches and not attack me quite as much.

Notice I said not as much. I still had to run away from her and jump on the bed so my feet would stay in one piece last week.

Ooooh, that feels good...

Make sure you visit the Friday Ark as well as the Carnival of the Cats on Sunday at Mind of Mog.

Monday, June 12, 2006

Random Fluff

30 Random Questions, shamelessly stolen from Harvey.

1. Have you ever been searched by the cops?
Nope, never. I have been pulled over for going 6 over the speed limit right in front of church though...
2. Do you close your eyes on roller coaster?

No, I just hold on for dear life...
3. When's the last time you've been sledding?

Boy, I don't know... 10 years ago, maybe...
4. Would you rather sleep with someone else, or alone?

Since I'm not married, alone. Unless the cat counts...
5. Do you believe in ghosts?

No, which is good, since I've worked nights in cottages that are supposedly haunted...
6. Do you consider yourself creative?

Nah. You should see Mom's stuff though...
7. Do you think O.J. killed his wife?
Probably, but I really don't give a rip...
8. Jennifer Aniston or Angelina Jolie?
Umm, neither...
9. Can you honestly say you know ANYTHING about politics?

Enough to have an informed opinion...
10. Do you know how to play poker?
No way, Jose. I think that's a lost cause with me...

11. Have you ever been awake for 48 hours straight?
Not yet...
12. What's your favorite commercial?
I gotta agree with Harvey on this one - the Vault hippy-lasering robotic scarecrow one...
13. Who was your first love?
How 'bout if I let you know when I know...
14. If you're driving in the middle of the night, and no one is around you, do you run a red light?
No, but I have tendency to do rolling stops at stop-signs...
15. Do you have a secret that no one knows but you?
Yes, but I'm not gonna tell you! Nah nah nah nah naaah nah...
16. Boston Red Sox or New York Yankees?
17. Have you ever been Ice Skating?
That was the one time I punched someone - I started to fall & flung my arms out to catch my balance & punched a guy in the stomach. Ah, good times...
18. How often do you remember your dreams?
Other than this one & the one with the demon-possessed burritos, not very often...
19. What's the one thing on your mind?
Huh? Am I supposed to be using my noggin or something?
20. Do you always wear your seat belt?
Probably about half the time... I go through cycles.
21. What talent do you wish you had?
Singing well... I sound like a dying wombat...
22. Do you like Sushi?
Ick, no...
23. What do you wear to bed?

Lately, my arm braces & a butterfly nightgown...
24. Do you truly hate anyone?
Not really, although there are some people I can't stand to be around...

25. If you could sleep with one famous person, who would it be?
Uh, nobody...

26. Do you know anyone in jail?
Do former clients in juvie count?

27. What food do you find disgusting?
Probias - not really a food, but Dad had us eat it growing up whenever we felt sick.

By the way, that's stomach medicine for sheep. It worked though...
28. Have you ever made fun of your friends behind their back?
Not really. If I did, it would've been something that I would've said to them in good humor as well...

29. Have you ever been punched in the face?
Yes, but as I had the teeth of a 12-year-old girl buried in my arm at the time, I didn't really notice...

30. Do you believe in angels and demons?

There. Aren't you glad you know all that now?


I told both my parents on Friday evening not to call me before early afternoon on Saturday so that I could go to bed late & sleep really late due to having to do the overnight Saturday night.

The phone rang at 10am Saturday and the caller ID said it was from their house. I didn't answer & tried to get back to sleep. Nope, didn't happen.

I asked them on Sunday morning who called & Mom confessed.

Apparently she tried to call Dad to remind him not to call me & dialed me instead.

Silly Mothership...

Come, Thou Fount of Every Blessing

It's been a while since I've done a Sunday(ish) hymn, partially because I've been really tired & these actually take some time & thought, as opposed to the rest of the fluff I usually post. And also I'm forgetful.

We sang this one yesterday in church and I have to confess that I'd forgotten about it.

The last verse is my favourite. I have a tendency, as do many Christians, to push God to the side. To put Him in a corner and say "You can hang out over here while I go off and do my thing". There are times I don't speak up for Him, afraid of what others will say. And there are times that I just don't want to deal with the whole Christianity thing. It would be whole lot simpler to just throw it out the window and live as those of the world do.

But I can't and I won't do that. Because He has done so much for me - He saved me from the eternal consequences of my sin and He has carried me over every rough patch in the road. What kind of person would I be if I turned my back on Him, just so I can live as I want, as the world dictates and then at the eleventh hour, say "Alright, I'm back, time to go to heaven". (That made me think of a T-shirt I used to have - "Many who plan to seek God at the 11th hour die at 10:30.")

I'm not saying that I'm a good person, that I do everything I should. I'll be the first to say that I am so totally screwed up. But, I have a God who is there for me when I say "Lord, I blew it again. I'm sorry. Help me." And He picks me up, dusts me off and puts me back on the right track.

"Now it is God who makes both us and you stand firm in Christ. He anointed us, set his seal of ownership on us, and put his Spirit in our hearts as a deposit, guaranteeing what is to come." 2 Corinthians 1:21-22

Come, Thou Fount of Every Blessing

1. Come, Thou Fount of every blessing,
tune my heart to sing Thy grace;
streams of mercy, never ceasing,
call for songs of loudest praise.
Teach me some melodious sonnet,
sung by flaming tongues above.
Praise the mount! I'm fixed upon it,
mount of Thy redeeming love.

2. Here I raise mine Ebenezer;
hither by Thy help I'm come;
and I hope, by Thy good pleasure,
safely to arrive at home.
Jesus sought me when a stranger,
wandering from the fold of God;
He, to rescue me from danger,
interposed His precious blood.

3. O to grace how great a debtor
daily I'm constrained to be!
Let Thy goodness, like a fetter,
bind my wandering heart to Thee.
Prone to wander, Lord, I feel it,
prone to leave the God I love;
here's my heart, O take and seal it,
seal it for Thy courts above.

Note: 'Raise mine Ebenezer' comes from 1 Samuel 7, after the Lord helped the Israelites defeat the Philistines. Verse 12 -
Then Samuel took a stone and set it up between Mizpah and Shen. He named it Ebenezer, saying, "Thus far has the LORD helped us."

Lyrics from

Verses from BibleGateway

Fourth - The Old Rugged Cross

Third - Fairest Lord Jesus

Second - Be Thou My Vision

First - A Mighty Fortress Is Our God

Thursday, June 08, 2006

Creepy McCreep

I got a voicemail message several weeks ago from a guy who said he had just moved to the area and was going to my church. He asked if there was a singles group in church and wanted me to call him back. He also made a comment about my personal email address, which has "mopar" in it, asking if I drove mopars or something.

Dad kept fussing at me to call the guy because it would be rude not to and what if he doesn't come back to church because I was rude, etc. I accidentally deleted it before writing down his number (new voicemail system, got ahead of myself with the wrong number for save) and therefore couldn't call him back.

Well, this past Sunday I was having lunch with friends from church and mentioned that someone named Marty had left a message. Laura immediately interjected "NO! Don't call him back!"

She said this fella got the church directory and started calling all of the ladies who were listed by themselves. He called her, the church secretary and several others. When he called Laura, her mom answered and then called one of the pastors to let him know there was some guy calling around.

Mom said I should get an email address that has something to do with my love for weaponry to scare off all the creeps. Not a bad idea - threatening people in the church directory with my email address...

Update - Mom said I should clarify that I'm not wanting to threaten the people in church with an email address, just any Creepy McCreepsters who might think they'd like to try something.


Now this is what the Internet was created for - Dances with Mullets...

Dad & the brothers like to watch Max-X, where they love to make fun of people doing stupid stuff, especially when their noggin is only protected by a mullet. I've always like the segment about some fellas who built a giant trebuchet & started flinging large appliances and I think a small car into the air.

I want a trebuchet...

DwM found through Fraters Libertas.


On Saturday, I had two, count 'em two, milestones.

My little car crossed the 100,000 mile mark and my Sitemeter crossed the 2,000th visitor mark.

I'm guessing that #2,000 was Tommy from Striving for Average, judging by the referring URL & ISP...

Hi! And thanks for the visit! *waves*

Wednesday, June 07, 2006

Why I Am The Nutjob I Am

This is my dad.
He is descended from the Scottish clan Gunn, which is in turn descended from the Vikings. Sooo, Dad likes Viking helmets, even the "el cheapo" plastic ones.

Here he is with the Sims2 version of himself. I was playing around one day and noticed that the game had glasses and a shirt like his, not to mention the helmet. Not a bad likeness, if I do say so myself...

What a goober...

Tuesday, June 06, 2006

Mopar Or No Car (Or Truck), Baby

Take a gander at this video of a beautiful pullin' beast.

The Diesel Garage -

Something else I need to add to my to-do-someday list...

(D'oh! I'll try to fix it later - no time now...)
(Guess it is working, never mind.)

Saturday, June 03, 2006

Oh. My. Gosh.

Tommy had a link up to Gizoogle - where you can submit a link & it will translate it into Gangsta-speak. (I guess that's what you'd call it. I don't know - I'm just a country-fied white chick here...)

Go check out my translated blog, but be warned that it adds some language that I don't condone...

The Bible verses & hymns are really... ...different...

The Keeper of the Gate

Sydney used to sit up on top of the curio cabinet right inside the front entry (I've rearranged furniture, so she can't reach it anymore). It was her own little guard tower from which to monitor my comings & goings. Lately she's taken to laying down right in front of the door when I get ready to go to work. I have to move her out of the way & then I get this condemning "Why are you leaving me again" look. It's really quite pitiful (don't tell her I said that, she wouldn't appreciate it).
"I've got my eye on you..."
(Let's see if I can actually remember to send this one in to the COTC at TacJammer & the Friday Ark, as I've forgotten the last week or two...)

Thursday, June 01, 2006

Hilariously Bad Movie

The other might I watched the movie Vampire Assassin.


I didn't know they allowed movies that crappy to come out. But it was also funny as all-get-out. Charles & I sat there dying laughing at the pathetic script, the poor acting & ridiculous "action" scenes.

When they showed guns being fired, it literally looked like someone had colored in the flashes from the muzzles with a marker. They kinda forgot to pay attention to the whole timing thing, as well. The action was confusing and left us going "whaaa?" He would be getting the crap beat out of him, and then suddenly he was walking away leaving the bad guys on the ground.

The main chick spoke her lines like she was reading straight from cue cards. (I'm not saying I could do any better - probably worse, but at least I have the good sense to stay away from cameras. Sheesh!)

Some of the people bitten by the vampires changed within minutes while others (the main guy) took hours to even partially change into vampire-boy.

We got to laughing at the cover of the box, because the guy on the front isn't the fella in the movie.
Box - cornrows. Movie - bald.
Box - katana & throwing star thingy. Movie - short Roman gladius-y things that looked like something a kid threw together in shop class.
Box - cheap looking trench coat. Movie - really cheap looking trenchcoat that had to have been made out of thin plastic.

In short, unless you really, really want to waste time and get some laughs, don't ever watch this Blade wanna-be. (If you do, watch for Mongo-guy and his Grrrrr... 8vO )

Oh yeah, I forgot - we decided that one of the guys had to be security for some warehouse & agreed to let the movie people in to film, as long as he got a part. That & they probably had to film the rest in Bubba's house while his folks were out of town.

Marine Brings Knife To Gun Fight

And wins!

Found at Blackfive thru IMAO -

Seems this former Marine was attacked by a bunch of 4 wanna-be gangsters, including a chick, who had a shotgun & .380. He managed to fight them off with a pocketknife, killing the girl & seriously injuring another.


More Perversion From The ACLU

More 'protection' for the innocents from the Anti-American Communist Lawyers Union.

INDIANAPOLIS - Six sex offenders sued the city Wednesday to block a new ordinance that bars them from venturing within 1,000 feet of parks, pools and playgrounds when children are present.
The six, who include convicted child molesters and rapists, are represented by the American Civil Liberties Union of Indiana

But then, what else should we expect from the people who want to allow imprisoned sex offenders to be visited by minors and who refuse to accept funds from companies that require receipients not engage in activities that support terrorists.

And There Was Much Rejoicing

I have air-conditioning! Yay!