PBLoco
OMG these look sooooo good. Jase loves to get the weird Holiday Jones Soda packs (Turkey & Gravy, Cranberry Sauce, Green Bean Casserole, Mashed Potato & Butter, Fruitcake) to taste test with his friends. This is way better!

CocoaBanana
This one was almost too easy. Deep, rich chocolate and untamed bananas from the heart of the jungle fused with our premium peanut butter. Caution: After you taste this, you may need a few minutes to finish the entire jar.
Asian Curry Spice
Now, we know what you’re thinking. Peanut butter is great. Curry is great. But Curry Peanut Butter? How can that be great? To be honest, it wasn’t for the first 4,387 tries. Then we mixed up batch number 4,388. Mmmmm. Eureka.
Dark Chocolate Duo
Made with European chocolate. Dark. Rich. Decadent. What this has to do with Europe we’re not sure. But we do know this: Imported chocolate and premium peanut butter make your tongue do gymnastics.
Jungle Banana
Deep in the heart of the dark jungle stalk the tasty treats now held in a jar of Jungle Banana premium peanut butter. The untamed flavor of bananas are now caged with the fiercest peanuts. They practically pounce into your mouth. Grrr!
Raspberry White Chocolate
Why are you reading this? Do you honestly believe it is humanly possible to describe in words the ecstasy your tongue will discover upon tasting the sweet fusion of juicy raspberries, premium peanut butter and German white chocolate?
Chocolate-Chip Cookie Dough
Remember loving chocolate-chip cookie dough more than the actual cookies? You’ll be in dough heaven when you dig your spoon into this superbilicious fusion of childhood delights. And the best part? Now you can eat the entire jar.
Sumatra Cinnamon and Raisin
There is some very special cinnamon in this peanut butter. It is called Korintje and it is from Sumatra. The raisins swimming with the cinnamon in the premium peanut butter are plump and scrumptious. You may want to sit down to eat this one.
Munchy Crunchy
Refined? Well yes. Regal? But of course. A classic? Certainly! This is it. The classic crunchy peanut butter you have always known with all the chunk, crunch and munchability you would expect, but this time it is in a premium peanut butter.
Dreamy Creamy
How do you make the very best, most ultra-good, peanut-buttery creamy peanut butter on the planet? Well, we found it helps to make it from the heart & and then quickly send it to the tummy. Along the way, mix in only the freshest ingredients & make it only in small, quality-controlled batches. Voila! Your bread never had it so good.

One out of two always seems to disappear. *bah dum bum*I call and rag on my dad for not replying to my email and he’s like “What email?” Grrrrr. Damn gnomes. Evil little bastards. Maybe it’s the ghost we seem to have named “Not Me”.
The kids and this ghost are good friends. They call his name all the time. Poor ghost gets the blame for everything.

“Who left their book bag in front of the door????!!!”

“Not Me”, they all scream.

Anyone know a good exorcist?

If you are expecting an email reply from me and don’t get it let me know and I will resend.

I saw this about a week ago and couldn’t stop watching. I found out today this kid lives literally just down the road. Now it’s even funnier!

David & Dad Local Interview
don’t forget to watch the little video on that page. Now I have to go find the remixes!

In case you have not seen this…put down your soda/food….enjoy!

Kym one of my favorite bloggers is hosting a great exchange. You can bet the ones I send will be cherry related heehee! Head over to her blog to sign up!

It’s The Great Sock-It-to-Me Exchange. The warmth you feel from your bloggy support is a warm and fuzzy pair of snuggly socks (metaphor!). Take the support with you for a trip to the stirrups. Wear them when you’re chasing around your battle-won little person. Put them on when you have something to celebrate or when you need a hug. Wear them as a physical reminder of all the people inside your computer who you know care for and are thinking of you.

Here’s what to do:

1. Sign up runs from now until Friday, March 6. Email me (the link is under my pic up there on the right) with your snail-mail address, blog title, and blog address by then to participate.
2. I’ll will send you the information for your “sock buddy” by Monday, March 9.
3. You have until Saturday, March 21 to send the socks to your sock buddy.
4. The week of April 6 is Sock-It-to-Me Week. Post a picture of your socks (worn or not worn) with a link back to the blogger who sent them to you. The topic of your post should be about what the support of this community means to you and how it has helped and is helping you. It’s a week for warm and fuzzies. Like ummm…the socks.
5. When you post, come back here with a link to your post and I’ll keep a running list of the entries.
6. Optional – help promote the Sock-It-to-Me Exchange by posting about it now with a link to this post. Here’s the code to a badge:

No, not eating them. Looking at them. I have no idea why I find them so appealing but I love them. I even have a HUGE cherry tat on my leg, it’s not meant to be suggestive. I even had a jacket that had LED lights forming cherries. I miss that jacket.
My new kitchen will hopefully be done in a retro 50’s diner style with chrome, red and black. Weeeeeeeee!
Here are some of my fav cherry pictures.

This made me giggle like crazy. Don’t worry my bathroom is rubber duckie mania.

I like that this one isn’t cartoony.

This one will def. be up in my kitchen. It looks a lot like my tattoo.

What do YOU collect?

*A letter I brought into my LMHC when I was diagnosed with ADD.*

I hope this doesn’t seem like a huge run on sentence. I just wrote things as they popped into my head. Although I did try to put everything in relation to each other.

My mind races at night and my dreams are so active and vivid that I awake more tired than when I went to bed. The clutter in my house has lead to a lot of problems. Things get put into piles and the piles just get shuffled around rather than cleaned up.

My skin feels as though it is crawling/itchy by the end of the day. If I am concentrating on something I do not like to be touched because it feels like my skin is being rubbed off. I cannot wear certain fabrics such as lace or wool nor can I eat certain things because of it’s texture. I often forget to eat until my husband reminds me or I’m doing the cooking that night.

I tend to get hyper focused when on the Internet, reading, or during some TV shows. Other times I feel as though I am just floating through life.

I tend to impulse shop, cut or dye my hair, and that causes some problems. I have no friends because I usually blurt out the wrong things at the worst times plus most people don’t like it when you tune out and can’t remember a thing they said.

Noises bother me I really can’t stand when someone around me whistles or hums or taps on things. It makes my head feel like a gong. I find myself rocking or jiggling my leg when I am not actively doing something.

If I don’t sticky note everything I will forget it. My computer screen looks like a green daisy from all the sticky notes. I have a hard time driving for a long period of time and cannot drive at night at all, the headlights get to me and I get “hypnotized”.

I may waste hours and hours simply because I can’t focus enough to get started on any one thing or I feel overwhelmed and don’t know where to start– so I don’t. Nothing I start ever gets finished all the way. I will start something else even if it’s similar to the task I just quit.

Wearing jewelry or makeup is just not for me. I am either afraid I will lose the jewelry or just forget to put it on. Makeup takes too much effort. Forget about it.

I tried to get diagnosed in 2000 as having ADD but the doctor I saw told me grown women simply do not have it. He gave me anxiety medication instead. It has helped a little with the panic attacks and feeling overwhelmed but the focus and drive is still not there.

People often see me as being depressed because I am tired much of the time and nothing ever seems to get done. I am not depressed I just can’t seem to fall asleep unless I am dead on my feet tired. It’s the only time my mind shuts the hell up. Then I sleep like the dead. No one and NOTHING can wake me up before I am ready and it takes at least two hours after waking to feel anything close to alert.

I have been told by my mother I was a huge daydreamer and we would have 3am tea parties because I could not sleep well. I did well in Elm. School but suffered greatly in the higher grades. In math I would do the problems right but because I had a habit of switching numbers around they would actually be wrong. You write 13 I might see 31. I eventually dropped out after repeating 9^th grade for the 3^rd time. I received my GED two months later without a problem. My mom used to quiz me for tests until I could answer before she was done reading the question. Then I would fail miserably.

If I have a thought in my head I cannot turn it loose until I deal with it. Like laying in bed at 2am wondering about African Tree frogs or something, I will not be able to sleep until I go look it up. Then that just start a run of looking things up and ever getting to bed. If I know I have to be up early for an appointment I just won’t go to sleep the night before because I know I won’t wake up in time and it’s dangerous for me to drive right after waking.

I do not use drugs and I have 2-3 drinks a month if we happen to go to visit friends. I do not drink around my kids I have to keep a clear head to be able to care for them because normally I feel as if I am in a fog.

A lot of the time I find myself agitated because I know I want to be doing something, I just don’t know what, and nothing seems to be the right thing so I just wander around the house restlessly.