Saturday, February 03, 2007

If you ever remember anything....

....remember this.....BIG DOGS MAKE BIG POOP!!! I was just saying to the Sweetie Man yesterday, "knock on wood (apparently it was formica) but our puppies have not made a mess in the house for awhile now!" WRONG THING TO SAY!!!! Big Dogs have big ears and he must have thought that I said I "missed" him pooping in the house.....WRONG!!!! Needless to say he left me a "projectile" present in his huge huge crate! And quite a bit I may add! He was all proud and strutting his 90 pounds when he walked out of the crate this morning....."oh, yeah, mom's gonna love this!!!!" NOT...I just spent a Saturday morning ......well, I don't need to give you the gruesome details.....but all is clean and fresh and smelling sweet!
With that said I plan on hanging around the house today, cause it's only going to be something like ten degrees (it's two now....heat wave!) and doing some cross stitching and crocheting...definately more calorimetry headbands. So, I'll leave you with something that's been going around on blogs about the City we live in....so far I've seen New York and California. I must tell you tho....the first one is MY personal favorite. So, till next time, YINZ CRAZY GUYS.........






You Know You're From Pittsburgh When...


"Hey Yuz Guyz" is your traditional greeting.

You know the time and location of every Wing Night in a 10 mile radius.

You know the location of the following towns, know someone from them and have spent time there: Monongahela, Altoona, Bethlehem, Ligonier, Harmony, and Wilmerding.

You've memorized lines from the movie "Flashdance".

If you're a guy, your biggest fear is seeing your best friend drive into the "fruit loop". You're second biggest fear is seeing him drive out with Kordel Stewart.

If you're a girl, you're biggest fear is getting hit on by a hairy-chested man, heavily weighted in gold chains, who refers to his friends as "junior" at Chauncey's.

Your latest cultural experience: On your way to partying at Slippery Rock University, having to stop your car to let the Amish buggy cross the street.

As your out-of-town friends brag about their latest trips to Europe, you think to yourself, "Polish Hill will suffice."

You eat out at least once a week at a mafia-owned Italian pizza parlor.

Your father has worked for the same company for over 20 years.

You don't see what all the hype is about Disney World when Kennywood is just around the corner.

You're having a hard time on where to take your date out for dinner and a night on the town: - "meat on a stick" in the south side and the guzzling IC Light at Jack's... Or splitting an order of "O fries" and guzzling IC Light at Peter's Pub.

" N at' " is eloquently added to the end of every sentence.

You've taken deliberate field trips to the Andy Warhol museum.

You water ski on the Youghiogheny River Lake.

You feel the only good bands out there are Donny Iris, Joe Grushecky, The Blue Oyster Cult, and of course.... Rusted Root.

You're more worried about Jerome Bettis's health than your own.

You own more than one original Terrible Towel.

You don't understand what all the hype is about for Rolling Rock beer. You've been drinking it for years, although Penn Pilsner is better.

You consider a great vacation a trip to Conneaut Lake or Lake Erie. For something a little more exotic, a trip to the Jersey shore.

You're 35 years old, have never been outside of Allegheny County, and don't see the need to leave.

You only own four spices: salt, pepper, Heinz ketchup, and the bottle of Trappey's Red Devil you swiped from Primanti's.

For the life of you, you can't understand why your all your out-of-town friends don't get the "fries and cole slaw" thing...

You have 101 favorite recipes for kolbasi and sauerkraut.

Words like: hoagie; chipped ham; pop; and gumband actually mean something to you.

You can use the phrase "Firehall Wedding" and not even bat an eye.

You walk carefully when it is "slippy" outside.

You often go down to the "crick".

You have to "red up", before company comes over.

You've ever gotten hurt by falling into a "jaggerbush".

You know that Ahia is a river, a boulevard, and a state.

You've ever "warshed" or "wershed" the laundry.

You know you can't drive too fast on back roads,cause-udda-deer.

You've drank an "Arn" .

You've told someone to "quit jaggin around".

You know that Clinton, Monaca, and Beaver, are actually names of towns.

You've called someone a 'jaggoff'.

You hear "you guyses", or "yins" and don't think twice.

You hate Cleveland, although you've never been there.

You drink "pop", eat "hoagies", pierogies, and gyros(jy-rows).

You know what a still mill is.

You can find Zillionopal on a map.

You go 'food shoppin' at 'Jine Iggle'.

You believe that "Ize" is the abbreviaton for "I was.

You know someone from 'Sliberty, E-sliberty, or Wesliberty.

You know the Pittsburgh Zoo is in 'Hilinpark' and have been there for school field trips.

You know what is meant by "The Point".

Chipped ham was always in your refrigerator when you were growing up.

You actually get these jokes and pass them on to other friends from Pittsburgh.




8 Comments:

Sue said...

Haha! Great list, Lucy! Good Lord! Does Slippery Rock really exist? I thought they were making it up! LOL
Being born & raised in NY, I'll have to try that one.
BTW, I've said that before about big dogs and their leavings. My husband wanted a big dog and I had to say no to big poopies. LOL!

Scott said...

Sorry that Eros left an unwelcomed present!
-Jen

Red Sock Mama said...

Greetings from Butler. I was blog jogging Pittsburgh knitters' blogs when I saw "BIG DOGS MAKE BIG POOP" and stopped to read. I'm not only a knitter, but I'm the mom of a 14 year old Mastiff named Linda.

Eros is magnificent...looks like you got the best of both breeds. Come and visit my blog and meet Linda!

Jan

Shell said...

hey Lucy! long time no chit chat! I have tagged ya hon, please check my blog for details (dont ask, I am just playing along lol. harmless fun). take care, hope to swap a bookmark with you soon.

Michelle-ozark crafter said...

Silly puppers leaving mom and dad a mess to clean! Isn't that just like a dog?

Kare said...

oh yuk, Lucy.
Yuk yuk yuk!
I'm thankful you didn't post a picture.
Yuk yuk yuk yuk yuk yuk yuk

Name: Vicki said...

Lucy, thank you so much for your comment on my blog. You hit it right on the nail when you said that about becoming the person you really are and not what people think you should be! For way too long I tried to be the person everyone else thought I should be and I lost ME! Have a great day and thanks again!

The Silver Thistle said...

Hi! Just found your blog from Vikki's and thought I'd pop in and say........'Hi'! I said that already, didn't I?!! lol.

You've got some lovely projects here, just off to take a moment to look at them all, and add you to my blogroll.
:)