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My Single Mom Life: May 2004 Archives

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May 31, 2004

I finished all my cleaning

and am just now finishing up the laundry.
I have had a headache almost all afternoon.
I get so fed up with certain things that get said to me like I'm just not good enough or whatever.
It's little jabs that really irk me ya know what I mean?
I just want to say fuck you and fuck you and oh yeah, fuck you.
The boys still aren't home. That's ok. There isn't anything fun going on here anyway.
Time to fold the last of the laundry and then try to get rid of this headache.
Later days.

Runaway Jury.

I watched Runaway Jury last night.
It was pretty good.
The ending with the whole back story had me a bit surprised.
I love John Cusack and Gene Hackman too.
All in all not a bad movie.

I am going to get my cleaning done today that I didn't get done yesterday and then kick back and watch some movies.
The boys are gone to the beach for the day, a place I really can't go hang out all day. The heat gets to me too much and I burn way too easy.
Enjoy your holiday whatever you do.

Taps.

"Fading light dims the sight,
And a star gems the sky, gleaming bright.
From afar drawing nigh -- Falls the night.
"Day is done, gone the sun,
From the lake, from the hills, from the sky.
All is well, safely rest, God is nigh.

"Then good night, peaceful night,
Till the light of the dawn shineth bright,
God is near, do not fear -- Friend, good night."

Composed By Major General Daniel Butterfield

Army of the Potomac, Civil War


Part of an email my cousin in Iraq sent me, "Well just so ya'll
know I am doing great now. I got a new job working as a trainer for the
ICDC. The ICDC is going to be Iraq's new army when the new goverment
starts up. Its alot of work trying to turn these civilians into
soldiers but I love doing it."

May 30, 2004

I'm being taken away.

My sis is coming to get us to take us to one of her friends house so the kids can swim in the pool and stuff and hang out.
I guess it will be ok but holy mother of god is it it hot out there right now.
Sebastian and I walked to the corner store and shit, I was soaked when we got back. It's bright as hell out there.
I guess I will just have to do my cleaning when I get back.
Later days.

May 29, 2004

Things to do.

Clean out bathroom cabinet and move all my stuff back to my room.
Clean off my dresser so that all my stuff from bathroom cabinet can go on it.
You would not believe the amount of makeup products I have that I rarely use.
It's crazy the amount of shit I have in that cabinet and in a basket on the shelf of the cabinet.
I went to get my eye cream and was like, where the fuck is it?
Then I found about 60 other things that I forgot I had.
It's nuts.
I need to try and fix my lamp too.
It doesn't touch turn on anymore and there is no switch. It's a loose wire I think.
I wonder if I can fix it.
Will try tomorrow.
Little easy tasks. No furniture moving I promise.
Hope you all have a good holiday weekend and don't drink and drive.

Just came back from seeing

SHREK 2 thanks to my sisters blood sister.
It was awesome! I loved that movie. Very funny, excellent animation, great star power voices.
Favorite scene that had me dying, Puss in Boots getting arrested. "It's not mine!"
If you haven't seen it yet, go see it and stay for the credits.
So many people got up and left and Mary said we had to stay and it was worth it.
Very cute ending.
All by myself....lol
Bwahahahaha!

Plugging my stuff.

Being at home and unable to work due to my back, I have had to get creative in ways to make money. I have sold on Ebay and when ex-roommate gets back, both her and I will be doing that again as a team seeing as she can work outside the house and I can't. I'll be doing the uploading and monitoring of the stuff and she will get the stuff and we will be able to take some bill pressure off of both of us.
I also added a new section to my Amazon links for those of you who don't know that Amazon now sells beauty products. They sell a HUGE line of all your favorite brands of makeup and skin care and perfume. This button is also in the sidebar.
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I also got approved for Googles adsense. I have no idea how it really works but we shall see if it actually makes me any money. Those are in the sidebar too.

Please click through my Amazon links to buy your stuff that you need or want cuz I got a birthday coming in August for Mark and I have until the end of June to get money for that and that is how I buy those gifts for birthdays and xmas, I appreciate every penny earned so much. Thank you to all of you who do buy through there and a big thank you to those people who have placed my links on their sites.

And if you use Mary Kay, please get in touch with Christine. She is an amazing friend. She is kind and caring and a wonderful lady who has helped me out and sent me a few cool gifties that she was getting rid of that she no longer needed but I could use like the bread machine and a food chopper and a movie that I love.

Thanks to everyone who helps me out with your clicks. It really does make a huge difference when those birthdays and xmas roll around.

May 28, 2004

I had to go to the store.

This was the huge display right at the front of the store.
It's not even June 1st and they are already gearing up for July 4th.
In case you can't figure it out, it's an American flag done with Budweiser.
It just screams patriotism doesn't it?
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The mail came and this package from the UK was in it.

And in the package was Somethings Gotta Give.
And this absolutely delightful movie was sent all the way across the big wide ocean by none of other than the very cool, very funny, travels all the way around the world to meet Keanu, as most of you know her, Keanunette of Keanuholic.
Thank you Nettie so much for brightening another boring blah recuperating kind of day.

No stress the doctor says. Take it easy and relax the doctor says.
I am trying.
I haven't done hardly anything at all today.
Just been kicking back and enjoying tremendously the movies my dear friends have sent me.
I love you guys.
I love everybody who comes by here.
Time to rest again. It's been a long time since I've had xanax , like a good year or more and it does relax me. Maybe it's the dosage. These are 2mgs. The ones I took before were like .05 or something so I'm all comfy. Not stupid like pain killer stupid but comfortable like laying in a hammock with a tall cool glass of lemonade under a big umbrella on the beach comfy...lol
Later days.

If I was a cartoon character...

This is what I would look like.

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You can make your own too once you figure out the language stuff here.

Found at Skits.

Not a lot going on here.

Just resting.
We are watching ROTK again and there is a question as to the tv volume. It's an old floor model so if you want it louder, you have to get up.
Sebastian says to Mark, 'you can turn it up if you want to.'
Mark says to Sebastian, ' you can do it, you're young and blond.'
We all cracked up.

P.S. MT blacklist is a damn good thing. There were 37 attempts for some direct tv shit in the activity log. Bwahahahahahahahahah did you enjoy wasting all that time before you finally gave up shithead?

May 27, 2004

Did you miss me?

What a friking day.
I left at 7:30 and just got back.
When I got there, my normally excellent blood pressure was 137/102.
So they hooked me up to the EKG machine because everything was up and above normal. Said I might have had a heart attack.
They drew about 6 vials of blood, took an xray of my chest, a soft tissue xray of my throat and poked and prodded me, shot me with Benadryl too.
I have a tattoo of an eye on my left chest area.
The guy who came in to hook me up to all the heart monitors was a bit surprised and then started asking questions about my tats and piercings all the while my left tit is hanging out. He thought nothing of it.
I'm all dude, why are we doing this test. My heart is good.
No it's not girl, look at that bp.
He stuck a gazillion of those little monitor stickers on me, chest, stomach and legs. I had wires everywhere.
The doctor did not do a throat culture but said all my tests look good including the heart.
He then felt around my neck and said that it feels like there are nerves pinched in the neck and shoulders probably from the scoliosis.
He gave me a script for xanax to relax me and hopefully those nerves.
He said the pinched nerves are probably the reason for the tight feeling in my vocal cords.
Told me to call him or just come see him at the ER again this weekend if it doesn't change or gets worse.
Told me to have my regular doc set me up an appointment with an ENT (ear, nose and throat guy) ASAP just to make sure that there is nothing else wrong that their tests didn't pick up.
I was in there from 8 am until 1pm and then had to go get my script.
I had to walk back from the pharmacy in that ungodly heat and now I am tired and hungry.
I see my regular doc on tuesday for all my other test results and now to get an appointment with an ENT.

I'm gonna go rest now and watch LOTR ROTK thanks to the lovely Rah.
Later days.

May 26, 2004

Sebastian has updated his blog

and is feeling a bit scared about next year. Maybe you could go by and let him know it's going to be alright. Sebastians stuff.

I updated his look because he is so excited for the new Harry Potter. Have I told you that I love Blogskins for Blogger blogs? I do. I have done Marks, Sebastians and ex-roommates with their skins and they are so easy to do. He loves his new look.

Am I the only one

who didn't give a shit about American Idol?
We watched it cuz the boys always want to watch who wins but I could have cared less.
I stopped giving a flying fuck when Reuben won over Clay.
I think Fantasia has a nice sound but she will be limited in the type of music she can do because of that sound.
But who cares.

Mmmm.

Sebastian went to the store for us and picked up some frozen yogurt in Moosetracks flavor.
I couldn't find the frozen yogurt on the site but you get the idea.
The frozen yogurt is better than the ice cream actually. It is much creamier.
Maybe it will help my throat calm down a bit. It is so swollen right now. I swear it has to be my tonsils or my adenoids or some shit because this is just wicked painful.
I'm falling apart people.
Don't laugh.
You're gonna get old too.

I think I have tonsillitis.

My throat is swollen again and it hurts pretty bad and I tried to look down there but can't see anything cuz my tongue is kinda swollen too.
Crap.

Not fair.

Little girls do not need Orlando panties.
Grown women deserve Orlando panties.
I would so wear those.

I slept until 7:45.

That was awesome...lol
The boys are still sleeping.
I don't care. They have been getting up early every single day all year long and taking their showers and getting ready without me having to yell or dump cold water on them.
They can sleep late.
Here's a question for ya.
Do your vocal cords ever get tight, like owie tight?
I woke up this morning not with a sore throat but with my cords tight as hell and it hurt to swallow or take a drink.
I forced down some advil and they feel ok now but man, that hurt. It was like they were in a vice grip.
I'm thinking it's the air conditioner.
All that weird air coming into the house.
I'm gonna try the recycle setting and see if that helps. I also need to get a new filter when I go to the store later this week. That usually helps.
Oh and I need some tilex.
Mold issues when the air is on too.
Summer in florida, ain't it fun?

On the news front, there are warnings that we are going to get hit. They don't know when or where.
But I for one am not going to spend my summer freaking out and being paranoid when planes fly over head.
What is the point in worrying?
If it happens, it happens.
I'm not saying I want it to happen or that I am on any extreme leftist side or any of that bullshit but seriously, what are you gonna do all summer?
Sit around freaking out that we are gonna get hit but we don't know where or when and no kids, you can't go outside because something might happen?
The world is fucked up these days and it it doesn't seem to be getting any better but I can't, won't live my life in fear of some attack we can't pinpoint down.
And I'm not gonna look at my neighbors of a different religion and think they are bad guys just waiting for word to blow something up.
True story.
My cab company, yeah, after 7 years living here, I have a cab company that I call all the time. They know me by name and always come to get me wherever I am in a hurry and are wonderful people.
The owner is muslim.
Sam and his family are muslim and they have lived here for about 15 years.
After 9/11, his brothers who were working on citizenship, were kicked out of the country. They worked for him, nice guys, no problems. Loved this country.
The owner had been trying to get his whole family here, his parents, his wifes parents.
After 9/11, he was told no more people from his family are ever going to come here and if he ever went back to his home country to visit, he would not be allowed back in. Ever.
His father died last year and he had to make the toughest decision of his life.
He chose to stay here. This is where his wife and children, born citizens now, are.
He knew if he went back to comfort his mother and mourn his father, he would never see his kids again.
After 9/11, people threw rocks at his cabs when he drove by.
He lost business, he lost friends.
I feel bad for him. What is happening isn't his fault, he played no part but his birth nationality and religion made people hate him.
He is one of the nicest people I have ever known.
He lets me charge rides if I need to get home from the store or the docs and I'm a little short on cash.
He always asks how the kids are and how we are doing.
I never thought of him negatively and I still don't.
Not everyone is a bad guy waiting for word to blow something up.
Some people came here and still come here because they want to be free.
He owns his own business, he owns his house, he's a good guy.
I can only imagine how hard this whole post 9/11 affects him and his family.

May 25, 2004

Blah.

It's hot.
Had a long talk with ex-roommate, she can't wait to come home.
Mark came home from his last day sick. Has a fever of 102.7.
Gave tylenol and lots of water. Keeping an eye on it.
Sis is going to burn the pictures to disc. They came out great.
Just hanging out.
Good things today.
Got a copy of Godsmacks new cd from Karen.
Don't have to wake up at 5:50 again until August.
Yeehaw!!

Graduation was great!

It went really well. The kids were just great. I got pictures of his best friend and his teacher and his whole class.
It was really cool.
The principal was also retiring and her commencement speech was pretty cool even though she said it to a bunch of 5th graders.
Pay attention to what's going on in the world around you. Watch the news, learn your history because what is happening today is a reflection of what we did in our past.
When the kids were entering the cafeteria where it was going to be held, all the lower classes stood in the hallways with flags and banners and cheered them on as they entered. It was uplifting.
At first, I was seated with a bunch of cheering moms. How that happened I don't know but all they talked about was getting their Brittney's and Ashley's into cheering in middle school. Did I miss sign up? Have they been fitted for uniforms yet? Mam, is your daughter going into cheering?
I don't have a daughter and if I did, she wouldn't be going into cheering and her name wouldn't be Brittney.
I then went and sat with his class and took pictures for Mrs. Compton and a few other kids who had disposable cameras.
The twins who were in that goofy pic the other day, they were in suits today. They looked like little lawyers. These lawyers to be exact.
There was a little girl in his class named Bianca who I swear was a boy. Looks like a boy, dresses like a boy, has hair like a boy. Sebastian says no mom, that's Bianca. I told him to quit pulling my leg. So what does he do? He yells to her, "Hey Bianca, my mom thinks you're a boy!"
She laughed and said she just hates girly stuff and hears that all the time.
I still say it's a boy. Or maybe one of those girls that wants to be a boy like they talked about on Oprah a week ago.
They got their diplomas and sang a song and then it was time to leave.
I dropped Jo's camera off at her house because it is super expensive and I didn't want to hold onto it any longer than I needed to. I can't afford to replace it if it breaks. Eeek.
It said the memory card was full so I only got 10 pictures. Darn it.
Jo will know more when she gets home from work and then she can upload them and burn them for me. It may take day or 2 to get them from her and then I will post them.
We slowly walked home and Sebastian almost cried because this was it, it was over and he is going to miss his school so much.
Anyway, my bones hurt and I'm hungry.
I'll answer emails and stuff later on.
Later days.

Mark is off to his last day

and Sebastian and I are off to his graduation this morning.
He said he doesn't want to graduate.
Doesn't want to leave this teacher behind.
Doesn't want to grow up because when you grow up you have bills to pay.
When you're a kid, you get people to love you and take care of you and all you have to do is a few chores.
He was complaining last night about having to do the cat boxes.
Oh you should have heard him.
I stood in the doorway just listening and he didn't know I was there.
I hate doing the cat boxes. This sucks. Mom doesn't ever do the cat boxes. Just me and Mark. Mark doesn't do them nearly as much as I do them. Mark gets treated like a princess. Someone should arrest my mom.
He is so my child isn't he mom?
I need to finish getting ready.
Jo is lending me her camera for the day so I will get lots of pictures and post them after she uploads them for me.
He looks handsome today.
All grown up much to his disgust.

May 24, 2004

It looks like that is what I thought it was.

I have to go back on the 2nd for all my results. We did the works baby...lol
Nothing like being poked, prodded, blood drawn, pee tested, stirrup-ed, q-tipped, squished, and felt up all in one visit.
Next time you go in for a check up, request the works. You won't be sorry. tee hee.
That shit just cracks me up, sorry if I offend anyone but man oh man, could they possibly make some of those tests more uncomfortable? And! He doesn't even have the decency to put a poster on the ceiling. Make me count all the fucking dots and then I lost count when he got out that giant q-tip and had to start over.
He said we may have to do HRT or something because I am so young. He said I have options and once all my tests come back, we can go over them.
Yippee!!
I expected this but I guess I just wasn't really prepared to hear it.
Oh well.
Later days.

I'm outta here for the docs in about 10 minutes.

Blood work and pee tests and al that jazz. So excited.
Not.
Have a good afternoon and when doing laundry, washing and drying, have all the fans on, the air conditioner, the tv and 2 pcs, don't try to vacuum.
It blows the circuits and then you have to go shut everything off and go outside where it is 90 frigging degrees and flip the breakers.
It's an old house, too much shit on at once with a powerful vacuum does that.
I'm used to it but I forget all the time to at least shut off the tv.
Yes, I have to go outside now and catch the bus but that's different.
Later days.

Tony makes some interesting points.

He's such a good helper.

Mark is helping me clean the house today seeing as he stayed home.
So I really needed the cupboards cleaned out so he is doing it for me.

He only complained once when he found the carcass of a long dead cockroach.
Since my old neighbor moved out 3 years ago, we haven't had a roach problem.
Her house was filthy as in gag oh my friking god. There were empty beer cans everywhere, food, paper plates with food on them in every room of the house, dog shit, cat shit and bird poopies everywhere. She just let her bird fly around the house.
It was nas-ty.
She moved, no more roaches.
Bill may be a pain in the ass but he's clean.

You know the FCC has gone too far when...

The Today show on NBC had to block the statue of Davids penis from the cameras view by making the reporter stand strategically in front of it.
It is a sad day when we have to block a statue that has survived lightening, a war and a crazy man with a hammer, because someone might get offended.
Stop the FCC, sign the petition in the sidebar if you haven't already.

I overslept. Bad mommy.

It's the day before the last day and I overslept so Mark didn't get to go to school.
I was more upset about it than he was. They're not doing anything anyway. He can go tomorrow and get his report card.
Sebastian was off and running because it's party day at school, he wasn't really late anyway. He didn't have to be there until 8.
My back is fried today.
Just fucking twitchy and shit.
Ugh grrr.
Good thing I see the doc.

Oh, I forgot to mention, I uploaded some more pictures to the photoblog. There's some of Mark in there.

Here is todays monday mp3.
I'm afraid of Americans- David Bowie and NIN. Gone.
Don't be a dick, just right click.

May 23, 2004

Some more pictures.

Here are just a few pictures from the other night at school and an updated really nice digital shot of Sebastians art.
Click for larger on all of them.
Sebastians painting has splotches on it but it is still amazing to me.

Sebastian and friends.

Mrs. Compton and his friends.

Satan Picasso style.

Age does have something to do with it.

So this guy emails me, he's 21.
*gah*
He tells me that age has nothing to do with it, that it's all about maturity all the while making the most horrendous spelling mistakes I have ever seen.
I'm slightly anal about spelling.
Ok, make that if you can't spell maturity the right way while trying to tell me how mature you are, you need to like go back to school or find yourself a nice dumb 18 year old who could care less if you are able to get a job somewhere.
If your job application is full of errors both spelling and grammatical, you should stick to fixing cars or working at rent a center.
I do make the occasional mistake but 5-6 emails in a row with just tons of spelling mistakes, makes me want to punch you in your head.
And he was pushy.
Like he wanted to get together right away and he was calling me hun and sweetie after me twice telling him that I am not dating right now. That I have no interest in dating anyone right now. But he kept going on an on about how we could be friends and 'more'. *shudder*
So I told him that I don't ever date anyone younger than myself. Ever. It's just a rule I have and it's not him and all that sweet let down crapola.
And he finally got it and apologized for bugging me.
He's in the florida area ladies with blogs. He's got a thing for older women and he's looking for the term hot older women. Watch your stats....lmao

Two pictures.

The boys before we went into Sebastians media showcase the other night. It was about 90 degrees at 6:30. They were like hurry it up mom!
As always, click for bigger

And this was taken this morning.
A boy and his fat cat watching a movie together.
They lay like this all the time.


Damn internet paper trails.

Woman accused in poison attempt

Article reprinted in extended entry in case it gets removed.

BRADENTON -- A former elementary school guidance counselor has been charged with trying to kill her boyfriend by spiking his beer with poison.

Over two days in August, Carolyn L. Stewart, 37, bought a poisonous angel's trumpet plant and seeds from the online auction house eBay, investigators said.

She soaked the seeds in water and used an eyedropper to add the solution to the beer, sheriff's reports said.

Her boyfriend, 47-year-old Michael R. Skoyec, was taken to a hospital Aug. 31 with stroke-like symptoms, said his brother, Rick Skoyec.

Doctors were unable to find anything wrong and a drug test came up negative. He recovered and was released from the hospital.

Skoyec's brother discovered the angel's trumpet purchases on the home computer.

Jim Shingledecker, an investigator with the Manatee County Sheriff's Office, said Stewart made incriminating statements during a recorded telephone call to Skoyec.

She was charged Thursday with poisoning food or water, a felony. She was released from jail Thursday night on $10,000 bail.

Matt Whyte, an attorney at a firm representing Stewart on unrelated theft charges, said he had not seen information about the poisoning charge.

"We're confident that when all of the facts come to light, Ms. Stewart will be exonerated," he said.

Michael Skoyec told Shingledecker his girlfriend had tried to harm him once before. He said he was in a hot tub when she jolted him from behind with a stun gun, Shingledecker said.

"She applied it to him and he wasn't expecting it. It was quite a surprise to him," Shingledecker said.

She said Stewart told him she had stunned Skoyec for sexual stimulation. The stun gun purchase was also traced to eBay, Shingledecker said.

From 1998 until October last year, Stewart worked at Sea Breeze Elementary as a guidance counselor. She also worked part-time for the Sheriff's Office as a civilian employee for Child Protective Services.

According to arrest reports, Stewart went into a teacher's room at Sea Breeze and took a credit card, then made $750 in purchases at two local stores. She returned the card later that day.

She resigned from both jobs after her arrest on credit card fraud charges. She pleaded no contest to those charges Tuesday, but won't serve any time in jail.

Stewart also faces charges of scheming to defraud the school system's health insurance. She is accused of lying when she signed enrollment documents that said Michael R. Skoyec and his son were her husband and son.

Angel's trumpet seeds were for sale Friday on eBay for less than $5, and a 2-foot-tall plant for less than $10.

Angel's trumpet poisoning can cause blurred vision, dry mouth, nausea, vomiting, convulsions and possibly a coma or death, according to the National Institutes of Health Medline medical encyclopedia, although death is unlikely.

Symptoms can last as long as three days.

"Those seeds are pretty concentrated," said Vincent Speranza, manager of the Tampa office of the Florida Poison Information Center Network.

In 2002, the Tampa office received 55 calls about poisonings related to plants similar to the angel's trumpet.

Although some people have tried to eat or drink things containing angel's trumpet to experience its mild hallucinogenic properties, Sperenza said, "it's not a very pleasant kind of high" because of the side effects.

Rick Skoyec said Friday that his brother had dated Stewart for about 10 years. He said his brother was too distraught to talk to a reporter.

"He's still kind of in shock about the whole thing," he said.

Sunday sermon 3.

"If you have a faith, it is statistically overwhelmingly likely that it
is the same faith as your parents and grandparents had. No doubt soaring
cathedrals, stirring music, moving stories and parables, help a bit.
But by far the most important variable determining your religion is the
accident of birth. The convictions that you so passionately believe
would have been a completely different, and largely contradictory, set
of convictions, if only you had happened to be born in a different place.
Epidemiology, not evidence."
[Richard Dawkins]


May 22, 2004

A.S.C. means After Santa Claus.

Sebastian asked what ASC meant in regards to movies and I said I didn't know so he told me it means After Santa Claus.
You know, BC, before Christ. AC, after Christ. ASC, After Santa Claus.
Okey dokey.

My blog is very slow today eh?
Like seriously dragging ass and I didn't touch a god damn thing.
It is just slow. It even went buh-bye for about an hour today.
That's ok.
It was a boring day here anyway. Did nothing much at all.
But I do have goals for tomorrow.
I need to clean off the kitchen table.
The table that seems to just collect things. It has a little bit of everything on it.
Clothes, pens, paper, cards, a lamp that isn't plugged in, a basket, books, a pair of socks, toys, cups, pez, candles and a wide assortment of crap.
Then I am going to do some general pick up around here.
The place isn't dirty but it could use a wipe down and a pick up.

It also dawned on me today that tuesday is the last day of school for the summer.
They will be home 24-7 eating me out of house and home and bugging each other and telling me how bored they are.
I know how to relieve their boredom but it means me getting offline.
They found a game online where they can chat with their friends and all of Marks friends play it.
For hours.
And hours.
I got kicked off yesterday for about 3 hours and I did get a lot done around here and rested a bit but I wanted to play on here.
Anyway, that's all.
Later days.

Bor-ring.

It's been one of those days. Just nothing doing anywhere.
We went to the store. Got my free scrubby bubble thing finally and now we are eating dinner (late) and watching Sweet November.
Yeah, I talked them into watching another Keanu movie.
You don't think this is going to have any negative impact on them when they grow up right?
Nah.
They'll be fine.
They might just have a Keanu complex but that's ok.
Later days.

Happy birthday Julie.


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Last nights class show was good and sad.

It was sad because this teacher has taught this same group for 2 years, 4th and 5th grade and she is an excellent teacher.
The show was all the things they have done for the last 2 years. The field trips, the projects, their own power point presentations that they made. They sang, they did a few skits and made jokes.
It was cool. The last song was very sad and most of them were on the verge of tears.
They head into middle school next year and some of them won't be going to the same school.
Sebastian wants Mrs. Compton to come teach 6th grade. He is going to miss her so much.
I will upload pictures later on after we get them off my sisters camera.
Some great photos.
Right now, Sebastian is gone out with my sister and Mark and I are watching a movie.
Later days.

May 21, 2004

Wanna see his Harry Potter wand?

Sebastian made an HP wand. He found the stick and peeled it and then has been sanding it down. It is baby smooth. Now we just need to varnish it and stuff. He is very proud of his work.
To you it's just a stick.
To him it is a wand that he made and a lot of work. His little hands are all red from sanding. Got a few splinters too.


She's a crackpot and I told them that.

Every single issue I presented to her, all the things she has said and done, she answered me with a "That was not my intention. I love my students. I am a master educator."
And in front of the principal and vice principal, I told her that the road to hell is paved with the best intentions and she needs to see a shrink.
I listened to that nutball tell me that the students bring up all the issues and so I asked her if it is her practice of letting the students run the class and choose the lesson plan.
She said no but she answered their questions.
I asked her if she thought it was appropriate that she tell her students she tried to kill herself.
She said she told them about it so they could make good choices. Best intentions, yada yada.
I asked her if she felt qualified to be the sole support for a kid who is thinking about it and did she feel again, that it was appropriate to tell 12-13 year olds she tried to kill herself.
She didn't answer me.
I asked why she thought it was ok to tell 12-13 year olds that abortion is murder. That she told them her personal views on a controversial and heated subject.
She said she felt like she needed to tell them that so that maybe they would wait to have sex. (?)
I asked her if she had any medical training at all that would make her think it's alright to tell kids about some small green packet of some herbal supplement.
No.
So why are you giving out health and medical advice to 12-13 year olds without a license to practice medicine or a parents permission to "treat" their children.
I am a master educator.
Keep telling yourself that sweetie.
I then turned to the principal and the vice principal and told them that it is my opinion that over the summer, this teacher receive psychological help and also re-training on what subject she actually teaches.
I then told them that neither of my sons will ever have her for a teacher again and if she has any contact with my kids, I will ask for her removal.
I took notes the whole time. I showed her the photocopied page out of Marks agenda book where he wrote down her number after she told them to in the event they want to kill themselves. None of it phased her. It was like she felt everything she had said was perfectly valid.
I am a master educator.

She thanked me for bringing my concerns to her but to rest assured, she has my child in mind when she hands out worksheets. She talked to me like I was a five year old in that talk down condescending way.
I said yin-yang and phrenology has no place in language arts.
I asked the principal what language arts class means to them. They gave me the curriculum handbook and defined it for me.
I asked them if what I was telling them about sounded like part of the normal class.
They both agreed that the worksheets were better suited to science or health class.
She said she was trying to discover their behaviors.
So if you want to be a kid shrink, change your class subject and teach health class.
I asked her if they covered any of the great writers or poets this year.
Frost, Longfellow, Shakespeare, Hemingway, Anderson, Alcott, Carroll, Emerson, Whitman etc etc etc.
No.
Did they write any short stories or finish the lady and the tiger?
No.
What is Marks grade in your language arts class?
It's not what I would want him to have she said.
I said, well, with the crap you have been teaching him, I really don't care if you fail him. You haven't taught him language arts. You haven't taught him to write, read, create. You have imposed your health and moral ideas on him and the rest of your students and you expect them to be able to pass a test on language arts.
I thanked her for her time and then turned to the leads again and re-stated what I would like to see happen. Mental health help for her over the summer and a clear and concise definition of her subject clearly written out for her and perhaps someone can help her make lesson plans because she obviously just lets it go off in whatever direction.
She can't be fired due to the teachers union. Fine, don't fire her but see that she gets help.
On the way out, the principal told me that she was very concerned about some of the issues I brought up and she would talk things over with the super and the school board. She kept apologizing and said she will have a long talk with the teacher on these subjects.
I told her again, just for fun, the teacher is a crackpot and she needs help.
I got Mark out of class early and we came home.
Now I need to eat and take a small nap because tonight we have Sebastians media showcase at school to go to.
Later.

Todays the big day.

My neck and shoulder feel a bit better but I am not going to push it and do anything with it at all.
I can't wait to have this meeting and I have decided that if she lawyered up when I get there, I will thank them and come home and call the ACLU.
I just have a feeling she did and I will not sit in on a meeting with a lawyer without one myself.
That would be stupid.


Sebastian and I made a wand out of a stick for Harry Potter.
We have sanded it all down and it is so smooth and looks great. We just need to seal with so the wood doesn't split or anything.
Looks very cool.
He is super excited about seeing HP3 for his birthday.

Well, that's it for this morning. I will let you all know how this goes.
Later days.

May 20, 2004

And your point is...

Me: Hello?
unknown lady on phone: I have the wrong number.
Me: Ok.
ulop: Can you give me the right number?
Me: To what?
ulop: To the person I need to call.
Me: Who are you trying to call?
ulop:Oh dear, I have the wrong number.
Ulop hung up at that point.
I hate shit like that.
I mean, just fucking hang up and call the operator or whatever.

My neck is still out of whack and it hurts. Good thing I go see the doc on Monday. I'm headed to bed. I just can't stay awake anymore today and I do have to get up and go out tomorrow so later days.

Thanks Karen.

Karen sent me Bill and Ted's Bogus Journey.
Thanks so much.
Not much going on here still.
Just hanging out laying down and now I can hang out and watch Keanu.
Mmmm, Keanu.
Later days.

Ok so I can't turn my head.

It's pretty much locked up after a rough night of sleeping.
Today will be rest it day unless something interesting happens.
Forgive me for the lack of visits to your blogs but I have all I can do right now to sit here and post and answer emails. My neck is just fried.
Later days.

May 19, 2004

My child is a Picasso.

This is a work of brilliance by Sebastian. I love this!
He says it is satan picasso style...lol
I just adore it. I need a frame for this. It's poster board size.
I just love it.

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Free makeup!!!

Remember the cd lawsuit? Well, the cosmetics industry may have a class action suit as well. If you bought department store make up between May 29, 1994 through July 16, 2003, may be eligible to receive free of charge, cosmetics and fragrance products. Want to be notified if it gets settled and how and where to claim your free makeup? Go to Cosmetics Settlement - Information Website and sign up.

Ugh. Grr.

I hurt myself. Wah.
I threw my neck out. That's all this can be. My neck and left shoulder are so fucking killing me and I didn't do anything. I'm just not gonna move them.
Yeah.
I didn't do anything really. Just the normal stuff.
Fuck.
Other than that, not much is going on but I do want to say thank you to who ever bought this.
I have 2 kid birthdays coming this summer and that really helped. Thank you for buying it through my links who ever you are.

Let the excuses begin.

I was trying to get back to sleep when the phone rang.
It was the school calling to ask to reschedule tomorrows meeting because the teacher has a prior engagement.
With what? Her attorney?
The meeting was cleared yesterday at 5:30 pm.
The teacher and the principal agreed on this time and now, a prior engagement.
Makes me wonder.
I now have to go friday morning at 10 am instead.
Gives me more time to read through all these papers I guess but it also leaves me with the weekend to not be able to contact the ACLU should the need arise.

Not much going on.

Tired, didn't sleep well at all.
Probably going back to bed.
I have a lot of stuff to get ready for tomorrow.
I need to go through all the psychology papers she sent home because I find them just so inappropriate for a english teacher to be giving to kids.
Phrenology? Yin yang and you?
What was this woman thinking?
Anyways, that's all.
Later days.

May 18, 2004

The school saga continues.

The principal called me around 5:30 and we now have a meeting set up between myself, Mrs. Todd and the principal for thursday morning at 10am.
This should be interesting.
My sister seems to think that I should call the ACLU and that I have a case against the teacher and the school.
I'll let you all decide.
I have compiled my notes from this year and am printing it up to take with me for the meeting.
They are in the extended entry.
Please keep in mind as you read this list, that this teacher is supposed to teach language arts which is poetry, english, reading, writing, the english language etc.

All of these things are things she has said to her students.
The media turns kids into killers, sex addicts, drug addicts and alcoholics.
There is a saying she uses and even has hand motions to emphasize this.
see it, think it, feel it, speak it. it becomes your attitude. This is in regards to the media our kids are shown and listen to.

No tv at all. Read only books.

Harry Potter is bad because of witchcraft and it is evil.

Laughter is a true healer and can perform miracles.

Food issues:
No apples/bananas because they contain too much sugar.
Drink cod liver oil.
Eat lentils instead of meat.
Eat soy.
Eat dark green leafy vegetables.
No potatoes.
No chips.
No dairy.
No bread.
She showed them little green packets that contain some sort of citrus tablets and told them to go get them and take them.

No pre-marital sex.
Wait until you are married.
Abortion is murder. It would be like me murdering you right now.

Kids are a blessing.

Lots of god blessing in the classroom.
God bless that I am alive. God bless you and me.

It is fate that I am here to teach you.

Told students she once held a gun to her head and wanted to kill herself so she knows where they are coming from.
Gave students her home number to call them if they feel like killing themselves.

Gave Mark her home number to give to me in front of the class because laughter and positive thinking can heal my scoliosis.

The day Carlie Brucia died, she cried the entire day and considered dismissing her classes because she was so upset. It took 3 teachers to calm her down and get her to teach her classes.

Hands out psychology worksheets on phrenology, ESP, clairvoyant, multiple personalities, yin-yang and you and mood foods.

So verizon sent out the new upgrades discs.

I had to call them because I couldn't remember my verizon password.
Then they changed my username and password.
I got it installed and yes they have fixed a few of the things that were buggy with it the last time.
It looks much cleaner and leaner.
I still have to check how much disc space it took up though.
Later days.

*Update*
I now remember why I delted it to begin with. It sucks power. It just sucks up RAM. Grr.

I said fuck it.

And called the superintendents office and spoke to the head of the middle schools and gave them all the necessary information and they have assured me that this will be dealt with.
I just can't sit by and hope that something gets done about her.
I know my kids won't have to deal with her again, I can request that but this woman, in my opinion, has a mental problem.
I know times have changed and kids have so much to deal with like suicide and dieting but I don't think it's her job.
They had health class and sex ed.
I had a teacher in high school, Mr. Lachance who was by far the best teacher anyone could have ever asked for.
I only had him for study hall but just hang with me a moment.
Mr. Lachance had interesting study halls.
For those who wanted to participate in discussions, they could and those who didn't could just work on whatever without making disruptions.
Everyday he would open the floor to a topic of our choosing and he would moderate it. He would never offer his opinion on anything but simply keep us from arguing or yelling and occasionally, he would ask a question of both opposing sides.
We would talk about religion, sex, drugs, whatever. He would allow us the freedom to talk freely in an environment where we would not get in trouble for our opinions. The school frowned heavily on some subjects but he never told on us.
He would simply listen and ask questions and like I said, keep us from getting too heated.
I asked him at the end of the year what he thought about god because that was always a subject our group would come back to time and time again and he never once shared what he thought.
He said it wasn't his place to discuss his beliefs with me and that I should find myself.
In my yearbook, he signed it, "I hope you find yourself. Keep looking. Mr. L."
He encouraged free thinking.
I have always remembered that and appreciated him for not pushing his own thoughts onto us.
I admired him for being free and allowing us to be free.
A good teacher does just that.
Allows the student to be a free thinker and find themselves and not be forced to follow any one set of rules but to find their own life path and follow it where ever it may lead.
I did have other teachers who were pushy and obnoxious and never allowed for open discussions but they sucked.
They never allowed questions to be raised or for talks on any subject.
This teacher is one of those. Constantly oppressing her students with her ideologies and not allowing room for anything other than what matters to her.
A good teacher allows for freedom of choice and decision making.
Teach the subject but allow for students to be themselves.
This wasn't even her subject and I guess that's why it irritated me so much.
She had no business bringing any of these things to the table to begin with.
Mr. Lachance let us bring them to the table and he simply listened and allowed us to think for ourselves.


I just received a call from the principal who was floored that this is going on. All this time and she was told about a situation but told that it was being dealt with.
She said she is going to talk to the teacher after-school and let her know that these subjects are wrong and that her intention may be one thing but it is being perceived by students as another.
Let's hope it gets handled today once and for all.

May 17, 2004

Email just sent to the school.

Hello Mrs. Rector,

My name is Kathleen Cooper. I have contacted the school several times about Mrs. Todds conversations with her students. The year is almost over, thank goodness because her personal opinions on subjects which she has no business discussing with students has crossed a new line today.

Today, she told my sons 7th grade class that "abortion is wrong to take a human life. It would be like me murdering you right now. You should not have pre-marital sex. You should wait until you are married".

This and other subjects she has talked about are not for her to talk to children about at such a young age. They are very impressionable and her opinions do not match what values families may have in their homes.


Mrs. Rector, I implore you and the principal to do something about Mrs. Todds behavior and sharing her personal opinions with her students.

She has discussed suicide giving out her home number to her students, my own personal health problems and giving my son her home number to give to me because laughter and positive thinking can heal my scoliosis, diets such as eating soy and drinking cod liver oil but not apples or bananas because they contain too much sugar. When Mark started school, I was under the impression that she taught language arts, not health or sex education.

I told you on the phone the day we spoke, May 4th 2004, all of the things I wrote about above but the abortion subject is new. I also told you that next year I would have both my sons at Brookside middle school and this behavior will not be tolerated next year at all.

If either of my sons has her for a teacher in the coming year/s and she discusses her personal religious or health or abortion opinions again, I will go to the school board and ask for her removal. I have documented everything Mark has told me this year and also asked a few of his friends if the things she discusses are true and they have said yes. This is unacceptable.

Please take care of this matter and please contact me at xxx-xxxx or email me and let me know what steps if any the school will be taking to rectify this.

Thank you.

Kathleen Cooper

*Update in extended entry*

This is a response from a member of the school board. That was very quick.

Mrs. Cooper:

I'm going to bring a copy of your letter appropriate staff and initiate a
conversation regarding its contents. I honestly can't tell you what
will
happen - and because of privacy issues you may not be entitled to know
right away and we always try to recognize there may be additional
information and like to find all sides to an issue. However, you are
certainly within your rights to request that you not have this teacher
in
the future and I can reinforce that message. I'm sorry if any
information inappropriately given has confused your son or caused you
any
difficulties. I'm a mom of 13 year old boys and have a difficult time
myself keeping track of all the information they get in and then lining
it
up with our family values. You've written a well thought out letter
with
appropriate information and you've made a reasonable request and I hope
we
can move your concerns forward.

Thank you.

Laura B.
Sarasota County School Board Member

The sound of my voice.

this is an audio post - click to play

Hey it's me again. Somethings been sort of bugging me. Everybody who heard my audblog said that I just don't sound like what they picture. Well, what do you picture when you see me? I mean do I look like the frou frou kinda girl who would sound all dainty and barbie like. I actually don't know what people expect when they hear my voice because everyones like Wow, that is so not how I pictured you to sound so it makes me wonder, how do you picture me to sound?. Um, I'm bored and it's raining finally so hopefully it's gonna cool off some. It's a nice big big storm. Heavy heavy rain. Can't flush the toilets cuz we're on septic but hey it might cool stuff off by about 5 degrees which would be nice. Wanna hear Sebastian?
This is what Sebastian sounds like. *very loud hello to the world from Sebastian followed by maniacal laughter*
That is Sebastian the fruit loop.
So anyway, that's it, leave a note in the comments and tell me what you thought I would sound like.
Later days.

After re-listening to my mp3 for today,

I have decided to get this on cd and blast it at 5:50 every morning next year for the boys to wake up to.
They will both be in middle school and they loved the Rocky movies so I'll get 'em up and motivated everyday...lmao
It's also a good anti-bully type song.
Being the under dog, fighting the good fight yada yada.
Sure, they'll hate me by week 2 and try to scratch the disc but they will be up and ready and wide awake...lmao
Or I could do either one of these.
Scotland the brave or Chariots of fire Gone. Same rules apply, right clicky or I'll call you dicky.

Thanks to my friend Shell for the massive mp3 collection she sent. I still haven't even listened to all of them yet.
You're the best girl. *Mwah*

Hey all, still nothing going on here.

About a month ago, when I was feeling particularly depressed/upset/jubilant over my lack of menses, I found a freebie for Natrol Complete Balance.
I signed up for it and sure a shit, they sent the 2 full bottles that they promised.
Some freebies, say they are gonna send you a full size whatever but they don't.
I still don't know if that's what's going on, I go see the doc on the 24th and will find out for sure. But hey, if any of you others out there need that stuff, there ya go.

And here's a deal for those evil caramel kisses I told you about the other day.

So there ya go, menses and chocolate.
Just trying to be helpful...lol

Good morning all.

I don't have much to say but wanted to get you all off to a inspiring start so here's a piece to help get you going. Rocky overture-Bill Conti Gone.
Don't be a dick, always right click.
Later days.

May 16, 2004

I didn't care for friends,

I haven't watched Frasier in ages, but this, this just makes me sad. The Practice has it's series finale tonight.
I have watched this show from day one and loved it. It made you think, laugh, cry. It had excitement and tense moments.
I know that there is a spin-off coming this fall with James Spader (yes) but I will really miss Ellenor and Eugene and Jimmy.

I really do love it here in Fla.

But I gotta tell ya, the humidity, sucks major ass.
It's only 81 degrees today but the humidity is up at 82% so it feels like 90.
Icky sticky.
I've basically laid on the couch all day just trying not to sweat too much.
With leather, you have to cover them in summer or else you stick and they make that noise when you get up.
It always sounds like you're farting.
I'm gonna wait a bit longer and then take a shower.
I wait all day because there is no point taking one in the morning because by noon, it's like you didn't take one at all.
I'd rather be comfy and clean when I sleep.
So there, that's my boring, hot day.
Exciting eh?
Oh, I did find a shirt I want while I was bored and surfing around clothes at amazon.
It's just so, me.

All right all you thrifty home do it yourselfers.

Anyone have a recipe for home made leather cleaner that doesn't strip the color from your furniture?
Tried one and it made it a little light. Gah.

Sunday sermon 2.

"For god so loved the world that he gave his only begotten son, for whosoever beliveth in him would believe anything."-unknown.

Last night,

Witchymom was talking about how her hubby did a reformat or just really cleaned up the hard drive and now it runs super fast. You don't have to go so far to make your system run like new again. You can go get a free 7 day trial of Window Power Tools which kicks major ass.
I tried this first because I don't want to do a reformat and clean install. I love all the stuff I have on here.
This worked like a breeze. Super easy, no mistakes possible to make with it.
Everything is running like lightning fast and smooth.
Man, you should the favorites menu sub-folders fly open after you run down the list.
It's like new again and I didn't have to wipe my hard drive.

May 15, 2004

Mmmmm

I made a trial run of the banana bread. I will make the teachers right before school gets out but I wanted to try a new banana bread recipe first.
No nuts either cuz you just never know who is allergic.
The middle rose a little higher than I wanted it to but it is very yummy.
We already sliced off a piece.
Delicious.


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Betcha all thought I wasn't domestic-y huh?
I bake a lot more in the winter than in summer. This house heats up fast with the regular oven and I haven't tried banana bread in the machine yet.
I was sweating my ass off while this 1 loaf cooked.
Gah.

Eh?

Who the fuck is mrs.stanley + my friends hot mom
and why is she hot and how come people keep ending up at my site because of her?

Oh. My. Fucking. Gawd.

These little bastards, HERSHEY'S CARAMEL KISSES are so fucking yummy.
I grabbed the last bag they had on the shelf at the store.
They are brand new and I got the last bag.
But man, so yummy.

Free audblogging.

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Did you guys know that audblog is now free for people with blogger blogs?
I guess that's another reason to try the new blogger.
So it's kind of cool if you're the type of person who enjoys doing audblogs.
I don't do them often because I do have some readers who are hard of hearing and I'm hard of hearing so it doesn't make sense to do these too often but once in awhile it's kind of cool to do it for people who'd like to hear what your voice sounds like so you know, go sign up for a blogger blog if you don't already have one so you can try it out or if you already have one, guess what, it's free!
I just wanted to pass that along.
Found out from Tony Pierce. Someone mentioned it in his comments so I thought I'd pass it along.
But please try to post at least part of your audblog in writing out of courtesy for those who may be deaf or don't have sound available.
They appreciate it.
Later days.

*note* The audblog says exactly what I typed. I wrote it out for people who don't want to or can't listen to it.

WTF?

WTF is with pop ups on blogs?
There are a few blogs that I read that I am seriously considering not reading anymore due to nasty fucking pop ups.
Some of them are blogspot blogs but not all of them.
Are people making money off of these pop ups on their blogs?
Seriously, you'd be better off becoming some sort of affiliate like amazon or something like that rather than pop ups because it's beginning to piss me off to no fucking end.
It's annoying.
I even have pop up blockers and the google toolbar which stops most pop ups but this shit is the sneaky underhanded under browser shit.
If you have pop ups on your blog, can you tell me why and also why anyone should read you if we are going to keep getting spyware on our pcs because you make a few pennies off of them?
I am all for affiliate shit trust me. I do amazon and sideshow to make a few extra dollars to help pay for things, I know that every little penny helps to offset hosting fees etc but pop ups?
Ick.

How does it know?

How does the dvd know that I have now pressed record on the vcr?
It plays perfect, crystal fucking clear until I press record.
Then it warbles and bends and fades from color to black and white.
Stop recording and it's back to perfection.
How the fuck does it know?
Not all the movies do this.
Just some.
Certain really fucking good ones and then some not so good ones.
This perplexes me.

May 14, 2004

Now this is a school I could get in to.

Tom Savini special make-up effects program.

I love gore and blood. This looks like fun.
I have done some pretty cool stuff for Halloween in years past that was pretty good.
I once had my sister run over my clothes and then I glued with face mask stuff, dirt and gravel to my face and arms and had some 'blood' coming out of my nose and mouth and stuff.
I dropped the boys off at school and then walked across highway 41 at the cross walk to go to work.
People just sat in their cars and stared.
I even dragged my leg.
It was good fun.
People were honking their horns and this one lady sat with her mouth open white knuckling the steering wheel.
Tee hee.
I wish I had gotten pictures of my self that day.
The following year, I was a knife fight victim.
That was good...lol

The sound of silence.

Neither of my boys are home.
Mark has been going to Mikey's almost every afternoon because he is growing up and wanting to be away from me and Sebastian loves to stay afterschool with his teacher and do more work.
Ms. Compton is the most dedicated teacher on the frigging planet.
She goes in early and stays late every single day to help kids with their work.
Having trouble with fractions? Come see me afterschool.
Every day.
I need to think of something nice to do for her for the end of the year as a thank you.
She goes above and beyond in my opinion and has helped Sebastian so much.
He is achieving his academic goals because of her.
He has a speech problem in case you didn't know.
He has always had a problem with s's and r's and has been in speech therapy since kindergarten.
Every year the school sends me a letter letting me know he can get a scholarship to a special needs school in town because his speech labels him disabled.
Every year I turn it down.
He is not disabled.
He just needs to slow down when he talks and then the words form perfect. He just likes to talk a lot and fast.
He gets A's and B's because of this teacher and next year he won't have her anymore. That's going to be tough on him. All her extra attention on her students is not what they get in middle school.
I don't have money to buy her a gift so I was thinking of baking something.
Any suggestions?
School gets out on the 25th.

Shhh...

A little demon whispered to me that the Club Dread giveaway has been posted at Horror Avenue.
They have 3 DVDs and 3 Bottle Openers to give away to fans.
Only enter once or you will be disqualified and barred from future promotions.

May 13, 2004

Watch those red lights!

MINIUSA.COM.
That was really fun.
Found at Starjewel.

Calm down peeps.

Everyone is freaking out over the new pricing structure of MT3.
You do not have to upgrade to the new version. No one can make you switch your version. It's only if you want to.
People are jumping ship and dumping their MT installs and switching over to WP.
Now don't get me wrong, WP worked well when it worked for me but when it broke, I could not fix it.
I did not know, still do not know, the language of php.
It's not for newbies.
The point is, you do not have to upgrade to MT3 nor do you have to switch to a whole new system if you don't want to.
I downloaded another copy of 2.661 just in case something happens to this install.
I can't afford the new shit at all. I honestly, don't know many bloggers who can but no one said you have to move to a new blogging software today. And for those of you who want a spell checker, here ya go. ieSpell - Download.
It's for IE, just right click, spell check, happy days.
Later.

Well that sucked.

I just finished hand coding my blogroll again on my links page in the event that we have another outage of blogrolling.
That sucked.
6 hours of downtime.
I missed you all!
So I handcoded all my links and now I can still visit should it happen again.
I kept saying I was going to do it but kept putting it off because it's a pain in the ass but it's now done.
Phew.
Later.

Constantine trailer online.

You can watch the trailer for Constantine by going to AccessHollywood - Homepage and then clicking on Keanu/Constantine.
Not bad.

Has anyone else noticed?

Ever since Tucows took over blogrolling, they have been down.
A lot.
Like everyday there is at least an hour of blackout time and this causes almost every single blog running their blogroll as part of their sites to load very very very slowly.
Like a death crawl.
A bigger company taking something over isn't always a good thing.

And the whole MT fiasco announced this morning.
Ugh.
I went and grabbed another 2.661 version just for myself.
I read a lot of sites this morning and the majority, actually every site I read, said that they would not be paying what six apart is asking. Tons of migrations over to the cheaper pmachine.
I'll just hang onto my little ol MT install until it breaks or whatever.
I am not changing back to word press ever. Hell would have to freeze over before I went back to that.
And just look at those trackbacks.
Six Apart shot themselves in the foot, the leg, the hand and pretty soon, their heads.

I am single mom.

You are not gonna believe this shit or maybe you will. I was over at jozjozjoz.com this morning and read the most disturbing entry.
I am asian.com.
McDonalds has coined the term and even has a website just for you Asian french fry lovers.
I am waiting for I am white.com and maybe even an I am black.com.
I'd like to see McDonald's pull this shit off with other races.
It's offensive and tasteless and I am just dumbfucked that McDonald's could do this.
The marketing guy who thought this shit up should be fired and his whole team too.

Sebastian used to be a screamer.

Imagine that?
He was the only kid on the planet who would scream when you took him to McDonald's.
I'm not kidding.
You'd drive past it and he would freak out.
Gram and aunty Heather would take the boys for a weekend and take them to Mcds on the long ride home and Mark would love it, be happy as a clam in mud but not Sebastian.
Oh hell no.
That boy would kick and scream and holler like you were murdering him.
Heather would have to take him out to the car and sit with him while Gram and Mark finished eating.
Mark still calls him a brat over that.
'You brat!' He would scream at Sebastian. 'Just shut up!'
He would scream if we went for ice cream too.

May 12, 2004

There was this one time

when I had to go grocery shopping. Mark was around 3-4 I guess.
Sebastian was in my moms cart with her.
Mark kept asking for stuff like toys and I kept saying no.
Well, the little bugger finally had had enough of me saying no and started yelling to the whole store at full lung capacity, that I was not his mommy.
Help help! She's not my mommy.
People were looking and store clerks were getting managers.
I had to explain that he was just angry. I had to go through my wallet and get pictures and IDs and tell them my mother was in the store with my other child.
I thought I was going to get arrested.
It was horrifying at the time but hysterical now.
Just reminiscing.

Ok I need your help.

My OCD is in overdrive and if I don't figure out the name to this show, I will go crazy. I can't help it. I know it sounds nutso but it's just driving me nuts and has been since watching General Hospital this afternoon.
Ok.
The girl who plays Carly is named Tamara Braun. But I swear she was on a kids show as like a superhero kind of thing like power rangers in the early 90's.
Just like power rangers but there were only 3 of them. Two guys and a girl and they had like antenna on their heads and shit like that.
Help me here people.
I am going crazy. If Tamara isn't the girl from that kids show, the girl who was on that show was on GH at some point because I remember seeing her.

Nevermind.
I figured it out. It was VR Troopers and the girls name was Sarah Brown who did star on GH.
I can go do something else now.
Phew.
Oh, and I was wrong. The 3 with the antenna on their heads, that was big bad beetleborgs which aired around the same times as Power Rangers and Vr Troopers.
I watched a lot of superhero shows, no wonder I'm confused...lol

I think I might hurl.

My neighbor, the healthy brother but still extremely overweight, the one that can work, has gotten into the very bad habit of too much cologne.
I know you all know about my allergy to certain types of perfumes and colognes and well, he wears one of them.
I am inside my house.
There is barely a breeze blowing.
My windows are open but the breeze is going right to left not front to back and the stench of his cologne is now in my house, up my nose and in my lungs and I am gagging.
Yes I could shut the windows and doors and turn on the evil money sucker but I don't have money to feed the evil money sucker.
And it's not so bad sitting here with the fan on if you don't move around too much.
I wouldn't recommend coming in the house and doing your favorite jazzercise tape.
Comfy cool it is not but it's tolerable.
I want to beat said brother over there every single day when he leaves his house after having taken a bath in that shit.
I love perfume I really do. I think it smells purty but in the florida heat, it sort of bakes into the flesh and then when you sweat, the smell that was sweet and sexy when you put it on, now smells like eau de old dead lady or fragrance of dumpster.
gag.
Deoderant and a few small spritzes should do you just fine folks.
You don't have to go overboard in the smell department.
Trust me, that nasty baked in stench of your favorite scent is so not sexy.

I got nothing today.

I haven't done anything or read anything that would be even remotely interesting.
I thought about doing a quiz just to have something up here but I looked at the quizzes and didn't feel like doing any of them.
The laundry is spinning.
See, I am doing something today.
I'm hungry but I don't know what I want to eat.
Just bored and dull and hot.
OOhh, goody, laundry time.
Later.

May 11, 2004

Why do we have tv shows about tv shows ending?

I don't understand why we have to have a special explaining that the show is ending and all that blah blah blah.
Just let it fucking go already.
Geez.

I don't get political often because it's just ugly.

War bloggers and politic bloggers just get so heated and frustrated and you can almost see the veins popping out of their foreheads over some issues.
It's ugly.

People are all in a rage today. They are outraged and screaming for vindication and we want justice and all that shit over Nick Berg.
I am angry, don't take this post wrong but I'm sure someone will.
I am angry over the loss of human life, not just his, but all.
People are all bent out of shape because the terrorist group posted the video to their website so people can see it.
Then, what do the outraged do? They post a link on their website to another website where you can watch the video and become just as outraged as they are.
It's on the northeast intelligence network if you really want to see it.
I am not linking to it or to any of the outraged.
I just find the whole thing sad and out of control and getting worse and worse and here they are screaming for justice for their prisoners that we are degrading and humiliating and here we are screaming for justice for the killing of our prisoners and both sides putting up pictures and videos and screaming that 'WE' are right and 'THEY' are wrong and it continues to go down a deep and spiraling staircase into the the land of no return.
And I don't have a solution. I don't have the magic answer but this game of tit for tat and an eye for an eye, is getting rather ugly don't you think?
Instead of getting outraged and screaming for more bloodshed which you call justice, how about screaming for a resolution?
There has to be one.
There just has to.
No, I'm not blind to their ways. I know they see themselves as better than us and they call us evil and all that and say that we are the terrorists. But we do the same thing.
How can it be resolved if both sides just keep saying Na na, I'm better than you are and my god is better than your god and if you do this, I will do this in return?
It's ridiculous and stupid and yeah, we lost lives and continue to lose lives but so are they.
Are our lives better than theirs?
Are our human lives really, truly better than theirs?

The movie I won showed up today.

The American Nightmare - A Celebration of Films from Hollywood's Golden Age of Fright.
Just finished watching it.
Fascinating stuff for horror geeks like me.
Here I was thinking that these great films were only from the demented minds of directors. That they were a little sick and twisted, which they are but come to find out, they were partly based and reflective of the times in which they were made.
Good stuff.
I thoroughly enjoyed that.

Check out Horror Avenue for new releases, contests, trivia, all your scary needs in one place.
A little birdie told me there may be a new contest coming up for Club Dread.
Shhh.
You'll just have to keep checking back at Horror Avenue to find out.

Ah, ya sneaky bastards.

This is comment spam without the spam. Sort of.

IP Address: 200.105.238.22
Name: jay
Email Address: jay@hotmail.com
URL: http://porn.matureacts.com

Comments:

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See, Jay here didn't leave a comment but he left his url for his porn so it is comment spam.
Ban his ip and blacklist the creep.

*note* by posting this, I will get more hits for porn but it's ok because just knowing how disappointed they are when they get here is good enough considering I know what they are looking for and they should all be locked up, every single one of them.
You sick bastards.

I do not like the new blogger comments.

I will not be changing any of the blogs that are hosted on blogger, Mark or Sebastians, to the new blogger comment system.
The commenter's have to be registered blogger users or it will show up as anonymous. They are also inline comments which suck.
If ex-roommate wants to change hers, she can, but in my opinion, that is like taking your blog to live journal. I did try the install on a test blogger blog and it truly sucks ass. I will not change comment systems. People will have to do that themselves if they want the change.
Only registered users will get a 'name' and everyone else is anon. It's like trying to make a community out of blogger users and it just feels odd that way after all this time of not being a forced community like livejournal.
Am I making sense here?

Oh I wish I were an Oscar Meyer...

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I won a stuffed hot dog while I was there. Go play.

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Pisces 5/11/04

Pick up the pieces left behind by others. Make it up as you go, and don't worry about who's following you and what he or she might be thinking. Stray thoughts collide in your own brain, uniting with each other to form what can only be a clue. You may not know everything, but who does? You can still be a knight in shining armor to someone who really needs your help. Simply showing up is enough to make others smile. Entertainment value is just as important as life's more serious commodities. Be happy that you're welcome here.

May 10, 2004

Heh cool.

Back in February I won a Tops Trump LOTR card game from Hasbro and they sent the cards.
They sent the cards again, today.
The local tv station did this too when I won those Miyazaki DVDs.
Sent me what I won and then sent them again.
I ain't complaining.
I'll just tuck them in the birthday drawer for those surprise birthday parties that show up.

We interrupt Maury Povich so you can hear the pres.

Thank you Mr. Rumsfeld, you're doing a great job, *kiss kiss* we thank you blah blah blah.
We want to hand over the Iraqi government on June 30th, we've asked for another $25 billion to help us kick butt before we turn it over but we will turn it over on June 30th.
The people responsible for the pictures and abuse will be dealt with.
I am so proud to be your commander in chief.

Not word for word but that was my summary for ya.
This little speech was in regards to the fact that he just saw some new pictures and he spent all of two minutes talking about how they are going to punish those who committed these atrocities.
Will that include Rumsfeld Mr. President?
See, soldiers do what they are told and there was a line/chain of command and rummy is in it somewhere.
Will you be prosecuting him too sir?
I just get a bad feeling here.
I'm sick over what they did to people, Iraqi soldiers or not, they didn't deserve that. We are supposed to be better than the rest of the world. That's what we tell everyone, that's how we behave and ooops, some pictures of how we really treat people got out and now we back peddle and kiss butt and lose charts showing the chain of command.
How convenient.
It wasn't just a few soldiers acting on their own. They were told to do this but here is some guy getting a trial already and how many low ranking men and women are gonna take the fall before we get right down to the nitty gritty truth that orders came from on high?
And another $25 billion.
Maybe it's for more cameras.

Morning 5.

Kids are off to school.
I stayed up too late. (What's new?)
Muscles hurt.
Going back to bed.
Later days.

May 9, 2004

I hope you all had a great mothers day.

I had a good day and nope, no presents, no fancy dinners, no flowers stolen from someone else's yard.
I just had a day.
I had 2 sons who woke up and told me they loved me and that was enough.

I especially hope that all the other single moms out there had a good day even though they may not have gotten anything.
Sometimes we get scribbled pictures that are supposed to look like us and we sort of sink a little until you look into the eyes of the kid who drew it and you see nothing but love and huge smile.
That really is the best gift isn't it?
You see the love.
It doesn't matter if we have to cook our own mothers day dinner and we didn't get some fancy jewelry, we know we are loved.
It's not about stuff.
I saw a lot of that on some mommy blogs today and got off the puter.
I just couldn't stand reading another I didn't get anything or they got me crappy presents posts.
It's not about stuff and if you think it is, you need a whole lot more than what any present can give you.
Like last night when Sebastian told me he couldn't be extra good today, that was awesome.
It was funny and sweet and gave me the biggest smile.
Kat's nuts you must be thinking.
She gets a kick out of her kids telling her they can't be good and she doesn't want presents. She's crazy.
Nope, not crazy, just very content.
I find the joy in almost everything.
I don't need a present to know I am loved.
I see it in their eyes and hear it in their voices everytime they tell me they love me or give me a random drive by hugging.
Nothing like doing the dishes and all of a sudden have someones arms around you and then you start to get mushy and they laugh and say they just felt like a hug.
That's enough for me.
I don't know when this shift in thinking happened.
I used to want stuff, used to get real disappointed when all I got was a picture of hand they drew. I wanted dinner and flowers and stuff.
It's been years since I've 'cared' about what I got or didn't get.
I'm just so content I wish I could share this feelng with you other moms.
I don't even know how to describe this feeling to you.
I can't. I don't have the words for it.
I just hope you feel it someday, that all of a sudden, you just do.

Happy mothers day to my mom and all moms everywhere.

I wish I could tell you, Mom
how much you mean to me....
But there are no words to say
how much I admire you...
how much I appreciate you...
how much I thank you
for everything you've done.

May 8, 2004

Sebastian asked me what the flower was I have on my desk.

I told him it's the flower pen Mark made me for mothers day tomorrow.
He said he didn't get me anything.
I said don't worry about it.
It's not about getting things.
He started to look a little sad and said again that he didn't get me anything so I told him to just be extra good.
He said he couldn't do that.

I love him.

Not doing much this afternoon either.

Spent some time just slacking off reading old entries and doing a search for a discontinued fragrance from avon, Natori. Can get it off of ebay but I don't feel like trying to outbid people for perfume. It kind of sucks too because it's the only fragrance that doesn't send my perfume allergy into overdrive.
Watching Big Fish again before it has to go back on Monday.
Gonna see if it can be copied. Shhhh.
If so, dad, I'll send you one. It's a great movie that I think dad would like.
Great story. Very moving. Just ask my boys who bawled like their pets had died and Santa didn't come.

Nothing to talk about.

Just doing a load of laundry, watching saturday morning kid shows, giving Mark some advil.
He crashed his bike yesterday and now he's a hurting unit.
He's fine.
Nothings broke or bruised, just crashed it and his muscles are a bit stiff now.
The kids are playing games.
Wait.
Why am I watching this power ranger show if they are in the other room playing a game?
ah, whatever. This is usually the way it is.
Luckily I don't really care too much.
Did you guys see what is going to be on ABC Monday night at 8?
A Wrinkle in Time.
The boys are excited. They loved that book.
It looks like it might be alright.
Well, I have been up for hours now and haven't eaten anything so I suppose I'll go find something.
Later days.

May 7, 2004

Hoo ya!

Just thought I'd get all this excitement out of my system.
There ya go.

Mark came home and brought Mikey with him.
The boys are all playing games and hanging out.
It's a typical friday night here.
Boring as usual.

I am guilty of being a bitch today.
(Today. Hell, I am a bitch mostly everyday)
But today, I was a bitch when I should have been more level headed, more emotionless. More logical.
But I let my emotions rule my head and I got it thrown back at me ten fold.
That's what I love about women.
We are bitchy to each other in that way where we can look right at you, put our arm around your shoulder, smile the biggest smile and call you an asshole in all seriousness.
Yes, I am emotional due to my current female issue and I so rightly deserved to be told that my 'personal problems' were affecting my view.
Not that it changes my view but I should have held it.
We women are our own worst enemies ladies.
We are biting and truthful and if not to your face, then catty and scathing behind your backs.
I deserved that slap. Yes I did.
So to anyone whom I may have offended today with my personal, emotional remarks, my sincerest apologies.
Good night.

Someone told me today

that someone should write a book on how to make life with kids easier.
They have.
It's called Simplify your life with kids.
This book was given to me by my sister and I hemmed and hawed because no one was gonna tell me how to be a mom and how to do anything.
I hate authority!
I hate being told what to do!
But you know what?
This book laid it all out.
I didn't have to do it all.
I could take time for myself and I could set rules and I could ask for help.
And no, it isn't always rosy but after reading this book, I didn't have those days where I wanted to give up anymore.
In the beginning of my single momdom, it was brutally hard.
Sucky hard.
But this book just made it clear and easy and I had one of those aha moments you hear about.
Aha, it was all too easy to get in a groove.
"anyone who has never had a day where they say "I just don't feel like it today" is either not being honest with themselves or really and truly should write a parenting book so the rest of us can know how to feel that way and never be overwhelmed or think it was hard."

I used to have those days where I didn't feel like it and there is a book.
Here it is.
I don't have those days anymore.
Things run smoothly for the most part.
I don't want to throw my hands up.
I don't want to quit or take a day off.
And I'm always honest with myself.
And you.

Wasn't that fun?

I can't believe I actually sat through that whole thing with Rumsfeld.
Interesting.
Liked Graham. Very straightforward questions with no bullshit.
It'll be interesting to see who gets it for this won't it?

If this lady thinks she's 28, I'm gonna say I'm 21 again.

So I logged on to ok cupid to see what's up and the list of new users is there and there's this picture of a womans ass in a thong.
No, I'm not into women, just curious what kind of woman takes a picture of her ass and slaps it online at a matchmaker site.
I have bared my boobs for breast cancer but I'd never show my ass just to get a date. It's like 'hey, look at my ass, wanna hit it?'
There's more to a relationship than sex.
Sex is right up there at the top though but there is so much more.
This lady claims to be 28. *cough*bullshit*cough*.
I'm 34 kids and if I dyed this grey right outta my hair, I easily pass for much younger. I get carded when my hair is all blond and there ain't a single grey to be found.
She's kept herself in great shape no doubt but 28?
I don't fucking think so.

If it's not one thing.

I made an appointment to see the doc on the 24th. That's the earliest I can get in. That's ok. I just won't watch any chick flicks because I am an emotional wreck.
Fucking hormones.
And then, then, Sebastians cat Christine was massively freaked out by something and came tearing through the kitchen and ripped my foot.
Little bitch is starting to get on my last nerve.
I can fuck up my own feet damnit.
I have broken almost all my toes in one way or another and have broken my left ankle and sprained my right more times than I can count.
Now I have this huge gash.
Lovely.

Click for bigger blood

May 6, 2004

Truth in advertising.

Men, feel free to skip this post.

The truth of the matter is, I am not fine.
Physically, it's the same old same old, no new serious health concerns.
But, I haven't had a cycle in 3 months.
My body tells me it's going to happen, bloated, cramps, migraines the size of texas, but it just never shows up.
This is the 3rd month without it.
I am 4 days into what should be this months period and it's still not here.
I hate to say it, but I think I have reached the big M.
No months or years of menopausal suffering like some women go through.
No hot flashes or cold sweats. Just insomnia for ages now.
And I suppose I should be grateful that I don't have to worry about ever getting pregnant again but for days, weeks, I have felt myself growing increasingly, empty.
Like all the little eggs have dried up and gone away and they have taken part of me with it.
I have become this introspective, wishy washy mushball dreading that my babies are growing up and not wanting to spend time with me.
Don't think by me saying that I am introspective that I regret any part of my life. I don't.
I wouldn't change a single minute of it if a genie ever said I could go back.
Not one damn second.
I just mean that memories are flooding back and recalling days gone by and thinking about all the things and people and places I have encountered.
I feel a little more mature with each new grey hair and part of me wants to dye them all away and part of me just says fuck it. They are who you are becoming.
And they look cool under the blacklite.
I had this talk with a friend who is facing a major life altering decision and all I could say to her was that I didn't want her to look back in 10-20 years and regret that she gave up her youth and her dreams to take on something that is so much bigger than any of us moms ever expected it to be.
I am kind of ticked off at those moms who said that they hated the job.
I know they love their kids but if you hate the job, you shouldn't have taken it.
Being a mom isn't for everyone.
Not everyone is cut out to be unselfish and wanting to play games and deal with the terrible twos and the tiresome tens and the trying teens.
Not everyone can give up a saturday night with the girls to stay home and watch Power Rangers for the gazillionth time.
I don't hold their opinion against them, they have a right to feel like they wanted to be more, do more, see more with their lives.
I lived a lifetime before I gave birth at the age of 21.
I was talking to a partner in crime and we both said that there are things we will take to our graves.
There are stories that will never be told.
I didn't get to travel the world or dance with a prince but I danced.
I danced and I sang and I played and I partied and I did drugs and I drank and I smoked and I had sex and there are faces with no names but memories are enough.
Maybe those moms who hate the job didn't get to live a lifetime before they had kids.
Maybe they are missing what they didn't get to do.
There is no pay for being a mother.
There is only the hope that in the end they don't hate you and will come hold your hand as you lie dying and tell you that they love you and that you were the best mom anyone could ever ask for.
I cherish each and every minute with the boys.
No, it's not all great and fabulous, but that's part of the job.
I have been peed on, puked on, woken up because there was a monster in the room and broken up fights and stayed awake all night because of a high fever.
I would do it all again.
I have felt guilty over pets deaths and pet injuries and worn the same underwear until they were falling apart because shoes were needed or a new haircut for class picture days.
I wouldn't change that.
I have taken pictures of them sleeping and of them playing and being goofy and taught them to sing and let them dance on my feet.
I have encouraged an open dialog and told them to always just ask and I will answer or find the answer.
I have baked cookies at midnight for class parties and volunteered to help the teacher.
I have walked even though I hurt to pick up a sick kid.
I would walk a hundred miles for them.
I fear my little eggs have all gone away and that I will never know the joy of holding that tiny little wet thing again and smelling that new baby smell and knowing that I created it.
But I will hold onto the memories of the ones I did have and continue to enjoy the time they let me have with them now as they grow up and want some freedom.
I will still get up 2-3 times a night to make sure they are ok and be there whenever they feel like talking.
I will continue to encourage them to question authority and anything else they feel is unjust.
I will be their mom until the day that I just don't have the strength to do anymore.
I look forward to grand-babies and playing with toys and building puzzles and watching movies for the gazillionth time.
My baby making days are gone I fear but I love being a mother.
I love being mom to my sons.
So I'm feeling kind of hollow. Kind of empty. Kind of blank.
But it's ok.
I still have so much more to do and see and laugh at and sing along with.
I still have time to dance.

So Mark didn't come home from school today.

No, he didn't run away.
He went to Mikeys house afterschool and called me from there to say where he was.
Then he called me a few minutes ago and asked to sleep over there tonight and he will go to school with Mikey in the morning.
As much as I wanted to say no, I said yes because I just feel like I have to loosen the rope a little bit and start letting him hang out more with his friends.
I don't want to.
I want to keep them home and safe with me always but I have to let them grow up and live and be their own persons.
I know it's a school night but his parents are home and they are going to take them to school in the morning.
I have to trust.
I have to let him go just a little bit.
Why do they have to grow up at all?
I know some moms have recently said that as much as they love their kids, they sometimes hate the job.
They say it's ok to admit that they hate the job.
I love the job.
I love being a mom.
I always have.
Not once have I ever uttered to anyone that I regret them or being their mom or hating the job of being a mom.
Not for even one day.
I haven't liked being puked on or peed on but I've never hated it.
We all need breaks from time to time to just be a woman and hang with other adults but never have I hated the job.
Never.
I want them to stay with me always.

Why so mushy Kat?
I'll explain later.

*snort*

Eurotrash : Upsaid journal

"Gasp or moan heavily when I enter you. It makes me feel really big."

And let's face it, you need all the help you can get in that department.

I'm fine. Really.

I just don't have a lot to say.
I'm just physically, mentally wiped out.
I honestly have nothing to say being kind of blank inside.
I did watch Kill Bill.
It was very good. Not what I expected at all.
The way people were talking, I expected a much bloodier movie.
I expected much worse.
Maybe my standards for gore and blood and mayhem are too high.
Horror is my thing and the bloodier a movie, the more I love it.
This wasn't what I expected but still very good none the less.
Now I need to see 2.
I'll be waiting for video.
I can only afford to do one movie once in a great while and Sebastian has his heart set on seeing the new Harry Potter for his birthday so I will scrimp and save for that so we can see it in June when it comes out.
Sebastian will be 11 on June 1st.
Hard to believe that he is that age.
It really seems like only yesterday my little bugger butt started kindergarten.
He's entering 6th grade in the fall.
Where does the time go.

A girl named Catz


P.S. George Bush, will you please shut up.
'How very noble of you to call on an American reporter your majesty.'
George, just stop fucking talking you asswipe. That made you sound stupid. It's a joint press conference, he should call on both sides not just his own.
Gah.

Tired.

Blank.
I'll be back later.


Florida Politics

May 5, 2004

I got a gift cert in the mail for

some movies to rent.
So we rented Big Fish.
What an amazingly beautiful movie.
What a unique story and charming.
Loved it.
The boys cried.
I have mushy kids...lol
I also picked up The Haunted Mansion for the boys and Kill Bill for me to watch tomorrow while they are at school or maybe later tonight if I can't sleep.
Later.

May 5, 2004

Passion rules your life. Determination gets you out of your chair and into the streets. This time you're going to make certain opportunities work for you. Although your mission requires heightened focus, you're not a single-issue kind of person. Your attention span widens to take in entire new worlds without losing your grip on the one that you currently inhabit. You read other people's minds before they even open their mouths. This can be a little unnerving, but it makes you a lot more efficient. The boring stuff steps cheerfully aside for the things that matter.

Interesting.

I still ain't got nothing but

Squishybear found an amusing yet owie kind of story.
maybe you men just shouldn't even go read that one.
Ouch.

I got nothing.

I have absolutely nothing to say this morning.
I woke up empty.

May 4, 2004

Mmm bread.

I made a nice loaf of sourdough.
Yummy.
The kids hate it but that just means more for me.
Later.

Just the other day I mentioned Weekend at Bernies.

Papa John's Pizza is giving away 3 movies (1 movie of your choice) with the order of ANY large pizza at regular price and Weekend at Bernies is one of them.
They also have Trial and Error which sucks and Don Juan which kinda sucked.
But Bernies is a damn funny movie so if you need to eat and want a free DVD, there ya go.

Thank god the school year is almost over.

Or a certain teacher would be getting her ass kicked.
Mark has a teacher who is supposed to teach language arts.
She doesn't.
Instead she tells kids her words of wisdom.

She has been telling the students all year long how to live healthy lives.
She is not the health teacher.
She tells them to eat soy and drink cod liver oil and eat leafy greens and whole wheat etc etc etc.
She's like the homeopathic bitch from hell.
She gave out her home phone number a few weeks ago and told kids to call her if they feel suicidal.
What the fuck???
She should have given out the suicide prevention number not her home number.
She actually told students that she once had a gun to her head.
WHAT THE FUCK???
Today, she told the kids to do nice things for their moms on mothers day.
All well and good right?
She told Mark to shut off the tv and take me to the beach.
He said that we didn't have a car but he would see if his aunt might want to take us out for moms day.
She then, oh my god, told Mark that my scoliosis can be cured by positive thinking and that I should call her over the summer and she will cheer me up and heal me.
Heal me.
If this twit wants to teach homeopathic medicine, then she needs to change careers but I have had it up to here with her shit of telling my son how to live his life and giving out medical advice and her home phone number.
Heal me.
What a fucking dispshit.

Thank you!

Thank you Christine for the box full of baking goodies.
I can't wait to try out some new breads.
That is so kind and awesome of you.
*mwah*

Morning 4.

*yawn* I got like 3 hours of sleep.
Had a nice chat. :)
The kids are getting up and heading to school and then I'm gonna have to go back to sleep.
Tired.
Not much else to say right now.
Later days.

See what happens when I fall asleep mid-day?

Up all frigging night.
Sheesh.
At least Or-E-gon is gonna come chat with me again. ;)
Saw the grossest pic on that ok cupid site today.
Nasty.
Won't even tell you what it was but it was clearly against the rules.
Eeek.
So, I'm bored while waiting for him to sign on so tell me what you are doing up this late if you are.
I can't be the only other person online.

May 3, 2004

I love disaster movies.

So 10.5 is kinda cheesy but it's kinda cool too.
They always say the big one is coming.
Wouldn't it suck if it was like what they are showing on this movie?
Gah.
I'll take hurricanes thanks.

Just got an group email from my cousin Chris in Iraq.

He's doing pretty good. He has captured about 32 bad guys he said. Works 18 hour days and stuff.
Says he wants/needs smokes, PS2 games, fantasy type books and personal hygiene items.
So I got some stuff for him and threw it in the box and my sis is getting some stuff to put in there too. We are gonna mail it out this weekend.
Some disposable razors, some toothbrushes and a whole slew of PS2 demo discs and the kids put in Turok cause they beat it and think he will like it.
I'm gonna write him a nice big ol letter and put the cards the boys made him in there as well.
It was good to hear from him.
He seems to be doing better than last reported spirit wise.
That is great to hear.
Anyway, that is all.
Later days.

Musical Mondays 4.

Damn I am so late posting this today.
I ate and fell asleep.
All that walking just wiped me out and now my back is stiff because I fell asleep on the couch in a funky position.
Oops.
So here's an oldy and remember, don't be a dick, always right click.
Night Ranger-Don't Tell Me You Love Me

I went and paid the bills.

I hate the bills.
While waiting for the bus to come home, I had like a 45 minute wait so I spotted this dollar depot place.
The dollar general by my house is false advertising.
Some shit is a buck but a lot of it is just lower priced than the grocery store.
A savings sure but not a true dollar store.
Dollar Depot was.
Everything was a buck.
I got paper plates, shampoo, conditioner, shoelaces for Sebastian, floor cleaner and all for only $5.
At the grocery store, I would have spent $20.
Happy girl I am because I got a disconnect for my water so I had to send them more than I had planned.
Bastards.
All I had to get at the grocery store was toilet paper which was on sale for $5.50 for a 12 roll pack of Scott which lasts forever.
It's little things like toilet paper on sale that make me happy.
I had to get cat litter, store brand for $1.99, some cat food and now I'm home and snail mailed my host fees out and the crappy water bill too.
Started some laundry and gonna find some lunch then answer my emails.
Hope you're having a great monday.
Oh, the big rain storm started just as I got back.
Later days.
P.S. The mail just came and in it was a box of great books for the boys from Diane. Thank you so much Diane! They will love these and it will keep them busy over the summer. Keep those brains working. ;)
And also my coupon for a free scrubbing bubbles fresh brush. They are out of free ones but they have a coupon that you can print for $4.00 off.

Monday blah.

Ok, so it's Monday and bill day.
It's going to suck cuz it's hot and sticky and maybe rain later but gotta do what I gotta do.
So have a great monday and I'll post a song when I get back.
Must shower and wake up.
Later days.

May 2, 2004

Ha! Take that!

I just figured out how to stop image linkers.
Don't even say it's in my control panel because it isn't.
I use a different host.
It was pretty simple to do. Just have a few more pages of mine to add so that they show correctly for me.
If you run across a page that has red x's, please leave a note in the comments or drop me an email with the url of that page ok? Thanks.
Taking the kids up to the pool for a bit now.
I can't go in but they deserve some fun.
Later.

The kids have gone with my sis to move rocks.

No, really.
I am watching Weekend at Bernies II which is not as good as Weekend at Bernies.
Yes I do love that movie.
I have a weakness for it.

Hi, how are ya?

I'm fine thanks.
Sunday morning plans?
None that I know of. Mainly just trying to keep my hair from going haywire.
Why's that?
Oh, I dunno, maybe the humidity levels have something to do with it.
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Don't you know what happens to natural curls on days like this?
Holy shit, my hair is so fucked up, it's frizzy, wild and just going crazy.
I'm just gonna slap it in a tight library matron bun and try to ignore it as it escapes from the bun and wraps itself around my face and beckons other hairs to stray.

May 1, 2004

Bored.

Isn't this what I say every saturday night?
Gawd I need a life.
It's a bit on the humid side tonight.
Sticky sticky.
Mark is sleeping over at Mikeys, Sebastian is in bed due to me not being as entertaining as he wanted me to be.
So anyway, that's it for here.
Hope you're having a better time this weekend than me.
It'd be hard not to have a better time than me this weekend.
You'd have to be a monk in a monastery far away in the frozen tundra of Siberia to have a worse weekend than me.


Karri has a kickin' Electra Woman look going on over at her place thanks to Jenni.
Go check them both out.
Later days.

Made an anime skin.

I am having fun making skins now that I know how.
The boys told me to make a Cowboy Bebop skin so I did.
The text appears white fixed that, in Mozilla but still looks good. It's readable.
Wanna check it out?

cowboyskin.jpg

Where the hell did the day go?

I went out to run some errands with my sister and I guess that's where time went.
Oh well.
My bread came out really well. Next time, more cheese though.
Maybe I'll do some Asiago sometime.
That's the good thing about having worked in an italian bakery, I know a shitload of bread recipes for yummy italian flavored breads and stuff.
Need to do some dishes and start on the spaghetti.
Hope you are all enjoying your saturday.
It's simply gorgeous out here today.
86o degrees with a nice breeze.
Hurry up and get home ex-roommate.

Hey all, I'm back up again

and going to try and make a parmesan/oregano bread today to go with our spaghetti tonight.
Hope you're all having a fabu saturday.
It's quite gorgeous here today, high only at 86o degrees and low humidity.
I'd put one of those weather things on my site, but I have so many scripts, it doesn't show up. I tried.
Anyway, I will let you know how the bread comes out.
Later days.

Cool. Cartoons are on this early.

I really hate it when I can't sleep but at least they start saturday morning cartoons at the butt crack of dawn. Yay! for Poochini

I can't sleep so I made a new skin.

This one is based on The Story of O.
Oskin.jpg


BDSM graphic from Arne Jahn photography.
*Link NOT safe for work.

My skins are really simple I know but I like them that way. Not too much to change and the code, done by Jenni, is so simple and easy to follow.
So anyway, I don't think it's work safe, and you shouldn't be blogging from work anyway. *Smack!*