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I got this from an Anderson, SC group on myspace.. Maybe someone here has seen this poor kitty...


Pumkin's details:

WE lost our cat, "pumpkin" on June 15 2007, at the Day's Inn, Anderson SC at about 5 am. He is an orange tabby, neutered, and very friendly usually. he may be totally freaked out since we lost him during a move from alabama to VA. Please help me find him!

www.myspace.com/lostcatpumpkin

1.) Save all manner of bacon grease. You will be instructed later how to use it.

2.) If you forget a Southerner's name, refer to him/her as "Bubba". You have a 70% chance of being right.

3.)Just because you can drive on snow and ice does not mean they can. Stay home the two days of the year it snows.

4.) If you do run your car into a ditch, don't panic. Four men in the cab of a four wheel drive with a 12 pack of beer and a tow chain will
be along shortly. Don't try to help them. Just stay outta their way. This is what they live for.

5.)Don't be surprised to find movie rentals and bait in the same store.

6.) Do not buy food at the movie store.

7.) If it can't be fried in bacon grease, it aint worth cooking, let alone eating.

8.)Remember:"Y'all"is singular. "All y'all" is plural. "All y'all's" is plural possessive.

9.)There is nothing sillier than a Northerner imitating a southern accent, unless it is a southerner imitating a Boston accent.

10.)Get use to hearing, "Ya ain't from around here, are ya?"

11.) People walk slower here.

12.) Don't be worried that you don't understand anyone. They don't understand you either.

13.) The first Southern expression to creep into a transplanted Northerner's vocabulary is the adjective "Big ol'", as in "big ol' truck" or "big ol' boy". Eighty-five percent begin their new southern in fluenced dialect with this expression. One hundred percent are in
denial about it.

14.) The proper pronunciation you learned in school is no longer proper.

15.) Be advised: The "He needed killin" defense is valid here.

16.) If attending a funeral in the south, remember, we stay until the last shovel of dirt is thrown on and the tent is torn down.

17.) If you hear a Southerner exclaim, "Hey, y'all, watch this!" stay outta his way. These are likely the last words he will ever say.

18.) Most Southerners do not use turn signals, and they ignore those who do. Infact, if you see a signal blinking on a car with a southern
license plate, you may rest assured that it was on when the car was purchased.

19.) Northerners can be identified by the spit on the inside of their car's windshield that comes from yelling at other drivers.

20.) The winter wardrobe you always brought out in September can wait until November.

21.)If there is the prediction of the slightest chance of even the most minuscule accumulation of snow, your presence is required at the local grocery store. It does not matter if you need anything from the store, it is just something you're suppose to do.

22.) Satellite dishes are very popular in the south. When you purchase one it is to be positioned directly in front of your trailer. This is logical bearing in mind that the dish cost
considerably more than the trailer and should, therefore, be displayed.

23.)Tornadoes and Southerners going through a divorce have a lot in common. In either case, you know someone is going to lose a trailer.

24.) Florida is not considered a southern state. There are far more Yankees than Southerners living there.

25.) As you are cursing the person driving 15 mph in a 55 mph zone, directly in the middle of the road, remember, many folks learned to drive on a model of vechicle known as John Deere, and this is the proper speed and lane position for the vehicle.

Hubby brought this home to me today from work.. I LMAO! I could see this happenin to me if I were to ever wax..haha

All hair removal methods have tricked women with their promises of easy, painless removal - The epilady, scissors, razors, Nair and now…the wax.

My night began as any other normal weeknight. Come home, fix dinner, play with the kids. I then had the thought that would ring painfully in my mind for the next few hours: "Maybe I should pull the waxing kit out of the medicine cabinet." So I headed to the site of my demise: the bathroom.

It was one of those "cold wax" kits. No melting a clump of hot wax, you just rub the strips together in your hand, they get warm and you peel them apart and press them to your leg (or wherever else) and you pull the hair right off. No muss, no fuss. How hard can it be? I mean, I'm not a genius, but I am mechanically inclined enough to figure this out. (YA THINK!?!)

So I pull one of the thin strips out. Its two strips facing each other stuck together. Instead of rubbing them together, my genius kicks in so I get out the hair dryer and heat it to 1000 degrees. ("Cold wax," yeah…right!) I lay the strip across my thigh. Hold the skin around it tight and pull. It works! OK, so it wasn't the best feeling, but it wasn't too bad. I can do this! Hair removal no longer eludes me! I am She-rah, fighter of all wayward body hair and maker of smooth skin extraordinaire.

With my next wax strip I move north. After checking on the kids, I sneak back into the bathroom, for the ultimate hair fighting championship. I drop my panties and place one foot on the toilet. Using the same procedure, I apply the one strip across the right side of my bikini line, covering the right half of my hoo-hoo and stretching down to the inside of my butt cheek (Yes, it was a long strip) I inhale deeply and brace myself….RRRRIIIPPP!!!!

I'm blind!!! Blinded from pain!!!!….OH MY GOD!!!!!!!!! Vision returning, I notice that I've only managed to pull off half the strip. CRAP!!! Another deep breath and RRIIPP!! Everything is swirly and spotted. I think I may pass out…must stay conscious…Do I hear crashing drums??? Breathe, breathe…OK, back to normal.

I want to see my trophy - a wax covered strip, the one that has caused me so much pain, with my hairy pelt sticking to it. I want to revel in the glory that is my triumph over body hair. I hold up the strip! There's no hair on it. Where is the hair??? WHERE IS THE WAX???

Slowly I ease my head down, foot still perched on the toilet. I see the hair. The hair that should be on the strip. I touch. I am touching wax. CRAP! I run my fingers over the most sensitive part of my body, which is now covered in cold wax and matted hair.

Then I make the next BIG mistake…remember my foot is still propped up on the toilet? I know I need to do something. So I put my foot down. DAMN!!!!!!!! I hear the slamming of a cell door. hoo-hoo? Sealed shut! Butt?? Sealed shut!

I penguin walk around the bathroom trying to figure out what to do and think to myself "Please don't let me get the urge to poop. My head may pop off!" What can I do to melt the wax? Hot water!! Hot water melts wax!!!

I'll run the hottest water I can stand into the bathtub, get in, immerse the wax-covered bits and the wax should melt and I can gently wipe it off, right??? WRONG!!!!!!!

I get in the tub - the water is slightly hotter than that used to torture prisoners of war or sterilize surgical equipment - I sit.

Now, the only thing worse than having your nether regions glued together is having them glued together and then glued to the bottom of the tub…in scalding hot water. Which, by the way, doesn't melt cold wax.

So, now I'm stuck to the bottom of the tub as though I had cement-epoxied myself to the porcelain!! God bless the man who had convinced me a few months ago to have a phone put in the bathroom!!!!!

I call my friend, thinking surely she has waxed before and has some secret of how to get me undone. It's a very good conversation starter - "So, my butt and who-ha are glued together to the bottom of the tub!"

There is a slight pause. She doesn't know any secret tricks for removal but she does try to hide her laughter from me. She wants to know exactly where the wax is located, "Are we talking cheeks or hoo-ha?"

She's laughing out loud by now…I can hear her. I give her the rundown and she suggests I call the number on the side of the box. YEAH!!!!! Right!! I should be the joke of someone else's night.

While we go through various solutions. I resort to scraping the wax off with a razor. Nothing feels better then to have your girlie goodies covered in hot wax, glued shut, stuck to the tub in super hot water and then dry-shaving the sticky wax off!!

By now the brain is not working, dignity has taken a major hike and I'm pretty sure I'm going to need Post-Traumatic Stress counseling for this event.

My friend is still talking with me when I finally see my saving grace….the lotion they give you to remove the excess wax. What do I really have to lose at this point? I rub some on and OH MY GOD!!!!!!!

The scream probably woke the kids and scared the dickens out of my friend.

It's sooo painful, but I really don't care. "IT WORKS!! It works!!" I get a hearty congratulation from my friend and she hangs up.

I successfully remove the remainder of the wax and then notice to my grief and despair….THE HAIR IS STILL THERE…….ALL OF IT!!!!!!!!!! So I recklessly shave it off. Heck, I'm numb by now. Nothing hurts. I could have amputated my own leg at this point.

my gawd! It's taken me forever to figure out this blog thing..lol What I'm about to post is something I found on the net.. I think alot of women out there need to PRINT IT, MEMORIZE IT and FRAME IT!!! lol =P

If a man wants you, nothing can keep him away. If he doesn't want you, nothing can make him stay.

Stop making excuses for a man and his behavior. Allow your intuition (or spirit) to save you from heartache.

Stop trying to change yourselves for a relationship that's not meant to be. Slower is better. Never live your life for a man before you find what makes you truly happy.

If a relationship ends because the man was not treating you as you deserve to be treated then heck no, you can't "be friends." A friend wouldn't mistreat a friend.

Don't settle.

If you feel like he is stringing you along, then he probably is. Don't stay because you think "it will get better." You'll be mad at yourself a year later for staying when things are not better.

The only person you can control in a relationship is you.

Avoid men who've got a bunch of children by a bunch of different women. He didn't marry them when he got them pregnant. Why would he treat you any differently?

Always have your own set of friends separate from his.

Maintain boundaries in how a guy treats you. If something bothers you, speak up. Never let a man know everything. He will use it against you later.

You cannot change a man's behavior. Change comes from within.

Don't EVER make him feel he is more important than you are... even if he has more education or in a better job. Do not make him into a quasi-god. He is a man! Nothing more nothing less. Never let a man define who you are.

Never borrow someone else's man. If he cheated with you, he'll cheat on you.

A man will only treat you the way you ALLOW him to treat you. All men are NOT dogs. You should not be the one doing all the bending...compromise is a two way street.

You need time to heal between relationships...there is nothing cute about baggage... deal with your issues before pursuing a new relationship.

You should never look for someone to complete you ... A relationship consists of two whole individuals...look for someone complementary...not supplementary.

Dating is fun...even if he doesn't turn out to be Mr. Right.

Make him miss you sometimes...when a man always knows where you are, and you're always readily available to him, he takes you for granted.

Never move into his mother's house. Never co-sign for a man.

Don't fully commit to a man who doesn't give you everything that you need. Keep him in your radar, but get to know others.

They say it takes a minute to find a special person, an hour to appreciate them, a day to love them and an entire lifetime to forget them.