Tony Leoni

Tony Leoni lived in a tree
Tony Leoni’s best friend was a bee
The bee was a friend
Of a bear in a den
Who served as a house for a flea.

The flea you might say
Had a particular way
Of making himself known to the bear
Who acted that he didn’t care
But secretly wished flea’d go away

To bee the bear’d sing
Of the troubles fleas bring
Oh how he wished they’d stop
He thought of calling the cops
But the bee said he knew just the thing

I’ve got just the one
To get the job done
He’s especially fast you will see
And thorough as thorough can be
He’ll make it painless and fun

So Tony Leoni he came
And brought the flea down in shame
He used a big gun
Had the flea on the run
And all without touching bear’s mane!

The bear was deeply indebted
To suddenly be uninhabited
He jumped and he shouted with glee
But his hop had landed on bee
So over bee’s crushed body he fretted

Fret not my dear friend said the bee
My life will go on you will see
This story although,
Has gotten quite slow
“The End!”, said Tony Leoni

Friends are Friend forever...

Here are some pictures Bethany took from my birthday party a long, long time ago (or so it seems).


Miss Heidi Jean the dancing queen



Bethany and Timmy




Emily and Tim

Miss Heatherella and baby Alana

Me, being overly excited about the plethera of birds i received for my birthday. No more birds for now please, at least until some of them die off. the bird seed is getting expensive.

7 things...because i feel guilted into it...

Ok, fine. I give in.

I'm usually not a fan of these "games" which are really just something else that you feel obligated to do and really don't want to but can't admit without sounding petty and above such common-place forms of entertainment thus making your friends who enjoy said common-place entertainment feel embarassed and makes you look more and more "holier than thou" and finally you decide that it might take less effort and make everyone happier if you just throw in the towel, give up the ghost, cash in your chips, raise the white flag and list 7 things that supposedly no one knows about you.

(I feel compelled to list those who might already know these things under each number. And so I will.)

And the "Game" Begins...

1.I hate ordering pizza. This really stems from my hatred of calling people I don't know on the phone and possibily running into a scenario where they ask me questions that I don't know the answer to.
*Mom definately knows this one, possibly Trevor as well, and Alysse who I have admitted this fear to when we were deciding who would make "cold calls" at work.

2. Ok, this is already stressing me out.. what to say? what not to say? what do people not know about me? What is interesting enough to warrant space on my blog? (oh, Briana, anything you say is interesting, you just write whatever you feel like)

2 (for real this time). My right foot is bigger than my left foot, my ears are crooked and one shoulder is lower than the other (can't remember which). Not sure how noteworthy that is or not, but whatever I'm on to # 3.
*Who cares, this is boring knowledge to have of me.

3. I hate wearing bathing suits that cover too much of my stomach. Ever since I moved on past the one pieces and the "is it one or two" style tankinis I have found that my stomach very much prefers not to have clingy wet material on it when swimming. It feels liberated and comfortable without sticky saran wrap type material plastered to it.
* This isn't really interesting either but I dont' think anyone knows this. (do i get extra credit for that?)

4. I hate rap, heavy metal, techno and angry girl or country music...unless it mixes itself with another genre or is especially original. Thus explaining my love of Avril Lavigne's "Girlfriend" along with a couple Black Eyed Peas, ATB's "Sun Goes Down" and the Timberlake/Timberland/Furtado "Give it to me".
*ok, i'm giving up on the disclaimer thing.

5. I will never live in West Virginia. It's out of the question. Only people from Virginia will understand this very strong position. (Sorry Jenn!)

6. I believe that my tastes are superior to your tastes and that you feel the same way but won't admit it. (come on, you know it's true)

7. I love the sound it makes when you write with a sharpie. Mmmmm takes me to my happy place where sharpies room free and never run out or get stolen by jealous coworkers.

Ok (you know who you are) hope you are satisfied with these small, meaningless insights into my mind. I do however refuse to post the rules (I guess that would be # 8. I refuse to follow rules, but insist on making and enforcing them for others. Trevor is writing his dissertation on this subject.) I also refuse to "tag" anyone else.--this probably relates back to #8 as well.

Have a great weekend, suckers.

Updates continued, kind of...

I feel kind of bad that i haven't updated the prayer list. I'm in Atlanta for a TV production, been here all week so a bit out of the normalcy loop.

anyway quick updates:

Trevor's dad is doing really well. He took all week off so he is chillin and relaxing. We are still trying to figure out when we can make it down there.

Becky had her baby! Wahoo!! Little beautiful Ellen Mekay has arrived healthy and beautiful and baby and mom are doing well.

What else? Oh right, Heidi is doing well. Baby girl Posey will probably be here in a couple more weeks but as of now both are doing well. Just finishing up the baking process.

Ok more updates on me and Trev in the possibly near future... we'll see when this Atlanta business wraps up.

Refresh your Prayer List

More explanatory post to come soon, but for now all you prayer warriors out there please update your prayer list with the following:

Prayer list last updated at 5:23pm Friday April 11th.

1. Most beloved cousin Becky Swann is currently in the hospital giving birth to baby Ellen Mekay, some complications involving the amount of fluid surrounding the baby-more info to come.

2. Dear pal Heidi Jean went to the hospital today for labor pains this morning (thankfully stopped since she is 8 weeks early) click on her name for more info.

3. Trevor's dad had an (almost) heart attack yesterday which prompted immediate surgery and a night in the ICU, he is doing well but will be in the hospital all weekend to promote rest.

That's the news from the last 24 hours. more details soon but keep the prayers coming.

Back to you Lisa...

Something New, Something Blue...

Here is the new blog look. I re-named it because I was thinking, you know I really should name the blog something new, TBD only works for a while because really it's a "holding pattern" (insert appropriate hand gestures here--Alysse). Anyway so "Something New" it is. Hope you like the new name, don't get too attached though, you never can tell when the winds of change will sweep through.



I decided since I was revamping things, no Kaley or Ashlee, that doesn't have anything to do with "vampires" but I'm sure Alice would have some ideas on decorating...anyway...I would go ahead and ditch the green look, I mean with global warming becoming so popular I figure the green thing will be overdone soon. So since I have limited options unless I want to program my own blog (ahem Kyle, Rich) I will go with the gray/blue look. Again until I am swept up in the....yea yea you get it.


Anyway I just got Trevor to download all 90 pictures we took in Idaho on the ski trip so those will be coming in a future post assuming that I have enough patience to wait for them to upload. (no, not all 90, but the top 10)---Mom can keep her patience comment to herself. ;) Here's a teaser to tide you over.




Well blog world, I bid you goodnight.

"I head to bed so I will be well rested for the big day ahead. " --Briana, right now.

Furthering the cause

I've been waiting to make this post until I heard back from the Triscuit representatives to see if they have approved my request to be their new spokesperson. I specified that I would like to be the new face of only the "Rosemary & Olive Oil" triscuits due to their superiority and unique characteristics which separate them from the regular Triscuit.

Although I still have not heard back (they tell me that 2 years is a usual wait time for such requests) I have gone ahead and posted this little blurb which I will forward to Bill Waters in the marketing department of Triscuit as further evidence of my deep devotion to this beloved cracker.

I also encourage you, blog followers to pick up this treat and let it wow your tastebuds in a way that can only be described as, "Mmm-Mmm good!". What? Campbell Soup? No i made that up just now.