tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-193412512024-03-12T18:50:41.176-05:00Sheepish AnnieI’m a knitter, spinner, and fearless warrior in the coming Zombie Apocalypse. What can I say? I multi-task...Sheepish Anniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15564802976550099985noreply@blogger.comBlogger1596125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19341251.post-31266800395744002212014-03-26T19:49:00.001-05:002014-03-26T19:49:55.883-05:00WNBP: Hellooooo? Anyone Still Out There?Yeah...probably not. That's OK. I understand. You can't invite people over and leave them waiting in the living room while you attend to other matters about the manse for a couple of months. Eventually they will gather up their coats and head out to find a more congenial host.
No harm, no foul. I'll just leave a note (or a Wednesday Night Bullet Post) for Sheepish Anniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15564802976550099985noreply@blogger.com23tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19341251.post-6708353749122044942014-02-12T19:15:00.000-05:002014-02-12T19:15:46.271-05:00WNBP: IncomingEven if I didn't have access to multiple forms of regularly updated information via television, newspapers and the internet, I'd still know there was a storm a-coming. No, I'm not psychic, nor do I have sophisticated radar equipment hidden away in a closet secretly monitoring the airwaves for hints of precipitation.
What I do have, however, is a sinus cavity that has developed an Sheepish Anniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15564802976550099985noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19341251.post-89666062267389978272014-01-08T17:57:00.002-05:002014-01-08T17:57:55.531-05:00WNBP: New Year/Old YearWhy, hello there! It's been a while, hasn't it? The last time I saw you, you were knee high to a grasshopper, if I'm recalling it correctly...
Well, perhaps it hasn't been quite that long. Long enough that I'm going to be posting across two distinct years, though. I partially blame my technological difficulties for the delay, but mostly blame a crazy lack of energy Sheepish Anniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15564802976550099985noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19341251.post-50040097075113182322013-12-11T18:49:00.000-05:002013-12-11T18:49:09.879-05:00WNBP: Of Cats Coupons And CranberriesI suppose I have a lot to cover. It's been a while since last I checked in. I know this because Daddy Sheep keeps track and lets me know when my commitment to responsible blogging flags.
What can I say? It's been busy over here. Probably no more busy than any other year, but I think my age might be showing. I can't recall ever being this tired after a day of Sheepish Anniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15564802976550099985noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19341251.post-17159187040360382812013-11-20T18:01:00.004-05:002013-11-20T18:01:52.746-05:00WNBP: So...Where Were We?I know. It's been longer than the usual Sheepish Blogging Lapse. I'd make some creative excuse, but I think by now you've heard most of the good ones. Anything I try at this juncture would just sound kind of pathetic. I think we're all better than that...
So, in the interest of forging ahead as if nothing happened at all, here is your somewhat belated Wednesday Night Sheepish Anniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15564802976550099985noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19341251.post-57344440298752486552013-10-30T17:39:00.004-05:002013-10-30T17:39:45.875-05:00WNBP: Of Mice And CatsThis is embarrassing. I wish I could just stick my head in a hole and play the I Can't See You So You Can't See Me game. I wish there had been a massive earthquake that only affected my living room and that this could be my excuse. I wish I was out saving puppies from certain doom at the hands of coat-making, crazy-haired harridans.
But, as Mommy Sheep always used to say, if Sheepish Anniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15564802976550099985noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19341251.post-14448468055997655182013-10-16T18:24:00.000-05:002013-10-16T18:24:35.857-05:00WNBP: Is It Just Me?OK. I know that sometimes it really is me. As much as I like to think that I'm not the cause of anything that goes awry around me, I suppose the odds aren't in my favor. It is very likely that sometimes I'm partially at fault.
Or wholly and completely at fault. It's probably one of those at least some of the time...
Other times, I can't help but throw my arms up and waveSheepish Anniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15564802976550099985noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19341251.post-17230975148943384442013-10-02T17:59:00.001-05:002013-10-02T17:59:37.208-05:00WNBP: There Oughta Be A Law!I'm not what you'd call 100% rule bound. I like to go my own way. I daresay I even flaunt convention every now and again. Admittedly my flaunting is a good deal less flaunt-y as I approach the half century mark. I am more on the "look I wore a quirky pair of striped socks today, ain't I just the bee's knees?" end of the scale. But sometimes I wear them on days when Sheepish Anniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15564802976550099985noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19341251.post-47185218804065841672013-09-18T17:17:00.000-05:002013-09-18T17:17:55.369-05:00WNBP: Various And Sundry Mundane DisastersI think I'm finally managing to get back into something of a routine. Or something that kind of resembles a routine if you squint and look at it from just the right angle. If nothing else, it feels as though I never left school for anything remotely resembling a summer vacation so I must be back in form.
Or, at the very least, something kind of like it...
That said, I must admit it Sheepish Anniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15564802976550099985noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19341251.post-39189119902439279042013-09-11T17:44:00.000-05:002013-09-11T17:44:05.163-05:00WNBP: It's The Heat...My God! I can't even put together a coherent sentence tonight. The unrelenting heat has possibly rendered me incapable of written language. As I said to a colleague today, "I'm good with this sort of thing in June. I know it's just something I have to get through in order to make it to summer vacation. But in September? I just have no use for this!!"
Let's Sheepish Anniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15564802976550099985noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19341251.post-13542437318220708112013-09-04T18:23:00.002-05:002013-09-04T18:23:57.322-05:00WNBP: I'll Do My BestI am exhausted. And my feet hurt. And I think I still have 342 emails left to answer. Oh, and I can't seem to put together enough coherent thoughts to guarantee that any of those answers will relate to the subject lines.
Yes, the signs are all in place. Today was the first day of school. I survived. All tweens involved survived. A few even thrived.  Sheepish Anniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15564802976550099985noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19341251.post-43217926949201131182013-08-28T18:41:00.000-05:002013-08-28T18:41:37.081-05:00WNBP: Stuff's Getting Real NowLast week, due to my mistakenly wandering a week ahead on the calendar track, was an emotional roller coaster. In my mind, it was the last week of my summer vacation and I mourned it hard. Then, when an exasperated sales clerk demanded repeatedly that I change the date on my check so that it represented the correct day, I realized the truth. I still had another week to go.
By Sheepish Anniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15564802976550099985noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19341251.post-53349923843229527242013-08-21T19:47:00.000-05:002013-08-21T19:47:00.346-05:00WNBP: Don't Mind Me. Seriously. Question Everything.It seems that when I miss a week of blogging, it is cause for concern. I suppose this makes sense, given that I have been fairly regular since I switched from the 6-days-per-week format to the current once-weekly version. But I honestly didn't give it much thought last week when, after a day of shopping for party supplies with The World's Greatest Stylist And Life Coach, I was too Sheepish Anniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15564802976550099985noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19341251.post-46320468371135566562013-08-07T18:43:00.001-05:002013-08-07T18:43:17.894-05:00WNBP: Bold MovesThere has been an outbreak of brazen behavior here at the manse. I'm not sure just what is behind it, but it's mostly working out. Except when it's not and then things have gotten rather exciting, at least for short periods.
Note: "Exciting" has sort of varying definitions depending upon one's circumstances. The guy on the bomb disposal team in charge of deciding which Sheepish Anniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15564802976550099985noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19341251.post-47526993953390440302013-07-31T19:27:00.000-05:002013-07-31T19:27:38.369-05:00WNBP: Tick-TockWell, we've arrived at that time of the year I refer to as The End Of Summer Vacation Proper. Sure, I'm still technically off the clock. But it's ticking down and the time has come to face facts.
I actually do work for a living and soon it will be time to go do that again.
It's a rather confusing time. I can go to bed whenever I want and do not fear the alarm clock. I Sheepish Anniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15564802976550099985noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19341251.post-73616087049916233592013-07-24T18:51:00.001-05:002013-07-24T18:51:44.060-05:00WNBP: Choices. Questionable And Otherwise.OK, I know. I missed last week. In light of that not-really-so-much-of-an-oversight-as-a-last-minute-decision, why don't we just dive right in?
Here's a two week version of the Wednesday Night Bullet Post:
*It was hot last week.
*I'm talking stoopid hot. Crazy hot. Too hot to even function without sweating buckets and becoming socially unacceptable.
*So I decided to Sheepish Anniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15564802976550099985noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19341251.post-60704016421118112222013-07-10T18:40:00.002-05:002013-07-10T18:40:34.253-05:00WNBP: UpgradesLast summer, while I was lying on the sofa and pondering what to do with my day, I suddenly realized that the manse was looking a bit dated. Shabby, if the truth be told. Downright sad in certain infrequently visited corners.
So I decided to do a few upgrades. Nothing major, mind you. Just a coat of paint here, a foray into the technological marvels of the 21st century Sheepish Anniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15564802976550099985noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19341251.post-13944339005227000752013-07-03T19:24:00.001-05:002013-07-03T19:24:19.533-05:00WNBP: I Blame The Rain Because I Lack PerspectiveWell, it's been a week since last I posted and what a week it's been!
OK. That is something of an exaggeration. Perhaps not even really "something of." It's more like an outright exaggeration, but I live a pretty simple life over here. My standards for excitement are probably not like everyone else's.
That said, let's take a look at how things went via the Wednesday Night Sheepish Anniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15564802976550099985noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19341251.post-84478408572272360202013-06-26T18:42:00.001-05:002013-06-26T18:42:09.982-05:00WNBP: I Had A Plan. And That Was My First Mistake.There. School is finally over for the year and summer vacation is upon me. We can now look forward to more carefully crafted posts that follow the predictable format. No more of those random mushy reminiscences about students long gone from my care or quickly dashed notes explaining in excruciating detail all the things I must do as opposed to a proper blog post.
Note: Sheepish Anniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15564802976550099985noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19341251.post-73995643994348314112013-06-19T19:21:00.004-05:002013-06-19T19:21:41.882-05:00WNBP: I'll Be Brief.I just don't have it in me tonight. Let me give you the highlights and you will understand:
*Today was the second-to-last day of school.
*It was also Field Day.
*Field Day, for those of you who home schooled your children, chose to not procreate or have managed to blank out the days when your own offspring were students, is an event where everyone has to go outside and act like they are Sheepish Anniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15564802976550099985noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19341251.post-64979822934413795992013-06-12T18:46:00.001-05:002013-06-12T18:46:15.143-05:00WNBP: One From The Archives! And I Am Most Definitely NOT Crying.I'm going to divert from the format again tonight. I can do that. It's my blog. I make the rules here, darn it!
Besides, it's good to shake things up every now and again. Keeps me on my toes and all that. So here is a Not So Much With The Bullet Points Post and a promise to return to my random blatherings in short order.
I received an email from The Cheerful Sheepish Anniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15564802976550099985noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19341251.post-38892667718355248142013-06-05T18:45:00.001-05:002013-06-05T18:45:49.027-05:00WNBP: Timely Thoughts, Musings And Other Assorted DiversionsApril vacation really snuck up on me this year. Seriously. One minute I was mourning the end of February break and suddenly...BAM! March had stomped all over me and I was gifted with a spring break in which to recover.
I've already mentioned my whole What The Heck Do You Mean It's May Already!? drama so I don't think I need to go over that again. Suffice it to say, I Sheepish Anniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15564802976550099985noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19341251.post-66787422244529799442013-05-29T18:32:00.000-05:002013-05-29T18:32:55.518-05:00WNBP: Done. Memorial Day weekend is kind of a double edged sword for me. On one hand, it is a time to honor those who've given their lives in service to our country as well as the ones we've lost in less obviously noble but but just as honorable ways. That is a good thing to do at least once a year, I think.
It is also the weekend the maternal side of the Sheepish clan gets together to Sheepish Anniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15564802976550099985noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19341251.post-23367210327373129262013-05-22T17:54:00.000-05:002013-05-22T17:54:10.529-05:00WNBP: I Know Time Flies, But This Is Ridiculous!On Monday morning, as my small Language Arts class was settling in to fake working just enough to "fool" me, He Who...PROJECTS! spoke up.
"Ms. Sheep," he said, very seriously. "There is something I forgot to tell you before I left on Friday."
"What's that?" I asked warily, fearing that he'd forgotten to chastise me for some teacherly offense and that he'd had the whole stupid weekend to Sheepish Anniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15564802976550099985noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19341251.post-39263537683497717422013-05-15T18:13:00.003-05:002013-05-15T18:13:59.652-05:00WNBP: Catching UpWell, that post title is something of a joke. "Catching Up?" Who am I kidding? I am nowhere near to being caught up, however I think I might be just a little bit closer than I was at this time last week. I think I'm just going to pat myself on the back for that feat and ignore everything else that I should be doing at the moment.
It is Wednesday and I shall forge ahead Sheepish Anniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15564802976550099985noreply@blogger.com5