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Shake n' Bake boneless/skinless chicken breasts with green beans.
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Shake n' Bake boneless/skinless chicken breasts with green beans.
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He bought a new air conditioner!.
So far, so good.
I will have to see how it does on the next bill but I am still going to shut it off every night.
I saved $40 over last year, why would I let anything run all night if it's gonna cost me?
After he installed it, life got back to normal.
When he pulled out the old one, it was black like it had been on fire. He was so surprised that nothing else got ruined or zapped.
Surge protectors people.
Get one. Use it. Love it.
Saves your electronics from lightening and power company fuck ups.
Later days.
My air conditioner just got struck by lightening.
Huge storms in the area 
and my air conditioner gets struck by lightening.
Fuck.
The whole house flickered and then the whole house filled up with smoke and the money sucker howled and screamed and died a most horrible death.
I ran and shut it off and we ran outside to see a giant poof of smoke in the yard.
Cars stopped, people stared.
Luckily, every other electronic in the house is on surge protectors.
Scary and exciting.
ex-roommate shipped her tv and puter here by UPS.
Usually, UPS knocks at my door.
For the amount of money they charged her to ship these 3 boxes, I should have gotten a knock.
The one box this morning and then the other two boxes this afternoon, no knocks.
Expensive items sitting, baking in my driveway all day and no knocks at all.
I called and complained.
They said it's the drivers discretion to knock or not.
Hrm.
Large boxes, very heavy, placed directly at front door, 2 more steps and you could rap tap tap real fast and leave but noooo, no rap, no tap. Just dump and leave very expensive electronics to bake in sun all day but charge the sender an ungodly amount to ship.
These are probably jam packed with peanuts too.
grr.
There was a giant, over sized box sitting there.
ex-roommate's tv.
Too large to go in the house.
So we opened it and had a massive peanut explosion.
All over the drive way.
Had the boys scooping peanuts. I scooped peanuts.
We got 'em all contained but holy hell UPS, was it really necessary to pack that tv in 9 million peanuts?
Cripes.
I have no idea what we're going to do today. Just sort of waking up still.
ex-roommate has left for work and Sebastian and I are just sitting watching the news.
Mark is still in snoozeland.
It's just another quiet day here so far.
Did my cleaning and laundry and was just hanging out when berry showed up again. That makes twice this month...lol
He needed me to go run and errand with him so I went.
It's not a bad thing. We get along and we are friends still.
We talked a bit in the car but he is still too much of a country bumpkin for my tastes. All country music and the twang in his voice..lol
Making burgers for dinner and waiting for the storm to hit.
It's really loud out there right now.
Well, that's all from here.
Hope you all had a good monday.
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Morning.
Not a hell of a lot going on here again today.
Have some light cleaning to do, emails to answer. Sorry everyone but there are a bunch of us trying to use the puter now and so I'm sort of just taking my time getting around to shit.
Things are fine here. Everyone is doing ok and stuff.
Need to get cracking on my emails and then dishes and then the floors.
Later days.
Science is like a blabbermouth who ruins a movie by telling you how it ends. There are some things we don't want to know. Important things.
-- Ned Flanders
ex-roommate came back last night and she has been getting settled in. She slept until about 3 pm today and now we are just hanging out.
She has a lot of unpacking to do and stuff and right now her and the boys are at the store.
It is really great having her back here!
It's like she never left and she appears happy to be back.
Posting will probably be light until she gets all settled in and back to work on Tuesday.
The boys are thrilled that she is back.
Later days.
Not doing anything really. Just hanging out.
There's a big storm headed our way. You can hear it stomping around up there like it's throwing a fit.
I don't mind the daily thunderstorms but I wouldn't mind them a whole lot more if they actually cooled shit off when they were done.
Sebastian says to me: Are they from the 80's?
Me: Sort of. Mostly late 70's and 80's.
Sebastian: They must be old if they're from the 80's.
Me: Thanks Sebastian. All us people who were alive in the 80's are old geezers now huh?
Sebastian: Well not you mom. *followed by big hug*
Me: Nice save buddy.
I have been busy.
My friend showed up so I have been busy visiting and talking and stuff.
Just like it always was.
We had a good time.
Everyone is still sleeping so I have all this quiet time to myself and don't know what to do with myself...lol
Isn't that the way it always is?
Later days.
Some asswipe stole my gas can for the lawnmower.
It had about $5.00 worth of gas in it.
Fuckers.
We went to the store pretty early this morning and then when we came home, I ate and fell asleep.
Bad.
It's the heat I tell ya.
Makes me so tired.
I have that cleaning to do.
Little general stuffs.
Something cool is happening today but I can't say what because certain assholes may be reading.
Check elsewhere.
Later days.
There is nothing much going on around here.
Just have some general cleaning to do today and that's about it.
The boys are starting to get on each others nerves which just makes me want to push for year round school a bit more.
They get antsy during the summer.
Nothing to do except play games or go run around in the heat outside so they start aggravating each other and have a few fights.
They ended up in bed a bit early last night.
I simply can't put up with the constant battles so nite nite ya all.
They are still sleeping so I am not going to wake them up yet.
Let' em sleep so the battles of the bored boys don't start too soon.
That's about it for here.
Hope you all have a great friday.
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I watch Maury every single day and every single day for months and months now, it has been shows about who is my babies daddy.
3, 4, 5, sometimes 9 men are tested for paternity.
I laugh and the boys laugh because the people get so upset and screaming at each other and shit and the guys calling the girls sluts and hos and the girls calling the guys bastards etc for not being there for the kids.
It's entertaining but also very, very, sad.
These girls don't all appear to be from some bumpkin towns where no one talks about birth control and the guys know they should be wearing condoms but for real, why are there so many of these types of shows?
How come there are so many girls just spreading their legs to guys they don't even know and the numbers of guys in some cases, blows my mind.
I don't understand this.
We all know that teens are having sex but how come no one is sitting their daughter down and saying hey, this is the rest of your life we are talking about here. This isn't just about one night of fun, hell no sweetie, this is about possibly getting pregnant and having this baby to raise for the next 18 years of your life. Your hopes, your dreams, your goals, are now on the back burner if you get knocked up. Why aren't mothers and fathers dragging their kids to the gynecologist for birth control and the drugstore for condoms?
Don't tell me that you believe that if you tell your kid not to have sex that they are actually going to listen. They are having sex. They are getting pregnant.
They are having sex with so many partners that they don't know who the father is and the guys don't even remember the girls names.
It's just very sad this is going on and no one is seems to want to help stop the epidemic.
Watching tv, reading blogs, answering emails, looking for breakfast food in fridge.
Talking on phone.
Still tired.
Must clean the house.
Have someone stopping by later today.
House is mess.
Later days.
I have had a headache since yesterday and then it developed into a migraine today so I have been asleep for most of the day.
I have just been laying in my pitch black room with the fan on trying to kill the raging migraine which incapacitates me for hours.
I hate them.
I did manage to get up and make dinner but the ache still lingers in the front of my head and at the base.
Nothing is getting rid of it.
I have nothing to talk about either.
I go through these phases where life is just one dull minute after another to outside people.
We are doing our thing, hanging, talking, doing the lawn, doing dishes, playing video games and just watching these kids of mine grow older and become more interesting.
Sebastian made a huge decision followed by mountainous tears today.
He is going to cut off his tail before entering middle school so he doesn't get picked on.
He has been growing his tail for years and years and it's down to his ass.
He loves it, we love it, it's a part of him but in middle school, where kids can be less tolerant of uniqueness and be cruel because a kid is comfortable in his own skin, he is going to cut it off.
It took some comforting and lots of hugs and a few reassurances that he is still going to be loved no matter what's on his head.
It's still pretty hard for a kid who is recognized by his hair to make a decision like that.
He's growing up and he doesn't want to but this decision today just shows how much he already has.
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I sent away for this sample oh, about 6 months ago. It finally showed up.
It says it has multiple uses and cleans like never before! Hence the name, Magic
Eraser.
I took it out of it’s box when the mail came just 10 minutes ago and set it to
work on my tub.
Yes, it did clean the tub fairly effortlessly but if you look at the picture
below, after just 1 use, it is falling apart. (My pictures are gone but if you look at the website, the picture all the way to the right that says after many uses, is what mine looked like after just the tub except way worse)
I only scrubbed with it as directed, getting it wet and wringing out the excess
water, and then rubbing the soiled area until clean.
I have no idea how much these things go for in the store but it falls apart and
is not worth whatever it costs because it fails to meet the multiple use that it
says it does.
My suggestion, get a can of comet for .89 cents and an old washcloth and save
yourself some money.
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When we went to the store yesterday, they had these HUGE sticky buns on sale. I stopped. I drooled. *mmm sticky buns* I walked on by.
The boys kept going but mom, they look good.
No.
But mom, they have icing.
No.
But mom, we want them.
So I caved and bought them.
I just had a half of one.
Oh my gawd, I feel like I'm gonna blow up now.
I have been drastically cutting carbs and these are just carb/sugar waist destroyers disguised as something you'd want to eat.
I swear, within 5 minutes of eating half, my stomach felt bloated and tight and icky.
Damn kids.
*I know I didn't have to eat one but it was calling to me. Sugar is a weakness man.
The boys had this friend over all day and no, it isn't Mikey, some other kid and they were playing video games all day.
No big deal.
Good manners, polite.
But man oh man, did he smell.
I just kicked them out using the excuse that I want to watch the news, time to leave.
I swear, it was like the worst BO on the fucking planet.
He's about 12 and lives with his dad and his grandmother.
I think it's time they have the talk about hygiene with him.
I have the biggest headache from the smell.
gah.
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Yesterday was my electric bill read date and so this morning, I went and checked it online to see how much money I was saving by shutting the air off every night.
June of last years bill, $204.67.
This years June bill, $165.71.
That's a savings over last year of $38.96.
No, it's not a huge savings but it's enough to make me shut it off even earlier every night.
I have been shutting it off when I go to bed which with my insomnia at times, can be 1-2-3 am sometimes.
I think I am just going to shut it off every night at 11 and turn it back on when I wake up.
Even saving $40 over some of last years bills is a huge improvement for me and makes me happy.
Later days.
I got them to do some manual labor for me in the yard today and then we sweat our asses off by going to the store to get some grub.
Holy hell it's hot today.
It's just another boring day here.
Trying to stay cool and hanging out.
Later days.
Late start.
Mikey slept over, Mark got home late, I peeled caulking and Mikey entertained himself while waiting for Mark by spreading glue on his hands and then peeling it off.
They are eating breakfast and I am still trying to wake up.
Later days.
TNT (which I don't have because I don't have cable) has made an 'original' miniseries about Stephen Kings, Salem's Lot.
Not once in the description of this made for tv movie on their site or on TVguide.coms 
click for large screenshot of the review
review of this miniseries, is it mentioned that a movie was already made about this book.
Salem's Lot starring David Soul, directed by Tobe Hooper, filmed in 1979, was in my opinion, a great scary movie.
The kid tapping at the window of his best friends house after being turned into a vampire, was downright scary.
The big, huge, bluish vampire that shows up in that kitchen, scared the beejezus out of me when I first saw this movie.
It still does.
This was originally shown as a miniseries on tv back then and did a damn fine job of condensing that 400 page book down.
I don't care that they got Rob Lowe to play Ben Mears. Big whoopdie doo.
When are tv stations and movie makers going to start writing their own new material instead of having to remake movies that are good enough the way they were when originally made.
I have seen the original Chainsaw Massacre and the new one and they are both equally good but the first Chainsaw was in my opinion, more menacing, more creepy, more frightening.
I'm glad I don't have cable.
This way I can remember movies the way they were before someone decides to ruin them in all their campy and menacing goodness.
*heh heh* I said caulk.
I installed a new dryer hose and vent gate on the house today and used some spray caulking around the outside to seal it up.
We discovered that that is where the snakes were coming in so I had to replace all the parts.
The caulking sort of got away from the can and hit me in the fingers.
I have been peeling caulking off my hand for the last 4 hours.
I tried acetone.
I tried oil.
I tried lava soap.
No.
It wasn't budging.
I still have some on my fingers.
I will be peeling for days.
Ugh.
His love of music.
He has always loved music.
Brass bands, big bands, musicals.
I remember this one time as a young kid trying very hard to learn to sing a song for something we were doing at church.
He was the band leader and directed many musicals and taught young people to love that brass sound.
He had patience and was patient with me but the faces of the others at church told me I wasn't singing it right and I ran crying out to the lobby and hid in the coat rack.
I was young and didn't want to disappoint him.
He wasn't.
His love of books, all kinds, helped me continue to love books, all kinds and he still reads and finds new authors to share with me.
His love of his wife and family, has taught me how to love my family.
Undying, unwavering, faithful, stern.
A few years ago, we almost lost him.
I remember going to see him and he tried to say those words about leaving and I wouldn't let him because I just knew, it wasn't his time. No matter what anyone else said or how he felt, it wasn't his time.
And it wasn't.
He is stronger than ever and doing well.
I know I have placed this song on my site for him before but it is the song that I equate with him not just for the lyrics, but because of the horns being played in the background. Powerful, yet quiet at the same time and strong behind the scenes taking you to the end with a force that lifts you just when you feel yourself breaking and wanting to cry.
Him being there for me when I was small and slowly letting me grow and grow older and make my own decisions as well as my own mistakes.
Hair is grey and the fires are burning
So many dreams on the shelf
You say I wanted you to be PROUD of me
I always wanted that myself
Happy Fathers Day dad. I love you and am proud of you and will never forget how much you love me and just know, even though the miles separate us, that I love you.
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Today, was a good mail day.
I got Kill Bill from Jenni. *giddy with glee*
Thanks Jenni.
Ratty sent me a Zero from Nightmare before Christmas for my birthday.
Thanks <:8( )~~~~~~~
It looks like this:
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And last night at dusk, we saw this little guy in the front yard.
And I also got my car sun saver that I won from UPN 44.
I know.
I don't even have a car but the boys said I have good luck winning stuff from tv shows so I should try and I got through and won one.
I'll give it to my sister..lol
Later days.
Taken from Colins cuz I'm not sure if he published at her site.
"This is her good bud COLIN posting up in Karen's stead (by request, I might add). And I promised to turn it back over to her in the same mint condition as I found it, none the worse for wear, when she's back home and able blog herself.
Karen just called me with an update on how the surgery went -- everything went simply mah-vellous with no complications. She was on the table for 2 hours and didn't have much bleeding at all.
I had a little bit of difficulty understanding her since she was sluring her words somewhat. But hey, what d'ya expect when you're getting a push of morphine every 10 minutes (that was a rhetorical question).
Her Dad was up and her Mom stayed the night with her. Her brother J-Dee and sister-in-law Patti are due up today. And sister Susie already has paid her a visit (no mention of sister Kathy, though).
Anyways, she's in good spirits and she'll be back home on Monday sometime.
So, play nice, pop on over to her blog and leave her well wishes like: "Hope you feel better soon" or "Hurry back, so we can get rid of this Colin guy."
I do blogger designs with some help from Blogskins.
Yes, anyone can copy paste a template but you have to add the persons stuff back in and tonights blog redesign for Terry, meant I had to deal with tables.
I hate tables.
I loved this design and she liked it too but then I learned it had tables.
I figured it all out and cursed and flicked off the screen a few times and rambled like a loony.
I have only dealt with tables one other time and did the same cursing and stuff.
I am learning how to do stuff slowly and I want to thank my guinea pig friends at blogger blogs, Terry, ex-roommate, and my son Mark who never updates in his newly acquired anti-social pre-teen attitude, and Sebastian who is easy going and fun.
It's fun to learn something new and I just wanted to say thanks to them for letting me play around.
I was very saddened to hear that American hostage, Paul M. Johnsons headless body was found. I feel for his family and friends.
It is a frightening and troubled time we live in.
We don't negotiate, they don't care about lives.
It is not snuff porn. It's the truth.
There is nothing wrong with showing the truth.
The images of the war need to be shown so that everyone, on whatever sides, can see for themselves what is going on.
We don't need to be protected from pictures.
They need to be shown so it sinks in, hits you, takes your breath away, makes you feel something, anything.
Words can do a pretty good job of telling you what an something looks like but nothing will hit you harder and make you more aware and awake than seeing it for yourself.
Don't protect me from pictures. Protect me from the ones who take them.
Dumped a bunch of programs, useless crap etc.
Needed to re-install my sims because I had a radio glitch.
I haven't done it yet, just finished cleaning it but wanted to get online and look something up.
Anyway, that's where I've been.
I have some more stuff to do but I am geeking right now fixing, cleaning, sprucing etc.
Later days.
This morning at 5:30, my good friend Karen went in for surgery and I am just keeping good thoughts and waiting for word on her from another good friend to both Karen and myself, Colin
who will be updating her blog for us until she gets home from the hospital.
In other news, the post I made yesterday about Keanu has been updated.
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This group that was pointed out to me by a fellow supporter of free speech, wants people to contact theaters and ask demand that they not show the film Farenheit 9/11. They have a list of email addresses at the following link, PABAAH! - Please Contact These Theaters, for you to use to make demands on the theaters to not show the film.
This is wrong.
No matter what you may personally feel about Micheal Moore or Dubya or the war, demanding that theaters not show a film because you don't want them to is censorship.
You are taking away my right and the rights of others to decide for themselves if they want to see the film and make their own minds up and form their own opinions.
So if you feel strongly about free speech and the ability to see any and all works of film and art like I do and you want to see or help this movie be seen, use the email addresses on this site against the group trying to boycott the film by emailing them and asking them to show the film.
They are trying to squash free speech, free thought, free will. Use your rights as you have them to help stop the boycotting of this film.
*Updated my title because I used the wrong wording. The point is still the same.
Terry about this blogger, who is apparently on some film crew that is filming the movie A Scanner Darkly with Keanu, Winona Ryder, Robert Downey Jr and Woody Harrelson.
He has some not so nice things to say not just about Keanu as a bad actor, but Downey and Woody. He has nothing to say about Winona other than she's the cutest.
I started his links to where he first starts talking trash. Click next shity entry for more insightful commentary from someone who thinks his opinion of actors matters in the slightest to any of them.
In one entry, he says, "just three more days of refraining from punching Keanu in the face."
Maybe he should try it and see what happens. Perhaps some assault charges would clear his head of thoughts of harming people.
I think the donkey should have bit him harder.
Life is something you do when you can't sleep.
*Updated* Since posting this link to his blog, the guy has taken down his entry about wanting to punch Keanu in the face.
I knew it, just all talk. Can't even stand up for his own words now that I called him on them.
Maybe when he walked into the doorknob nuts first, he broke them.
But god bless the google cache.
Click for truth in blogging big
and rest my back again but then I decided that I don't want to. I just won't do any cleaning of shit today.
I slightly over did it yesterday.
But there's a reason for that.
See, I could smell this smell like sour milk and because I am so fucking anally OCD, I could not rest until I found it and destroyed it.
I was on a mission all day to find said offending smell.
I drove the boys insane making them sniff the fridge, meats, the sink and help me wash out the garbage can.
I swear to you, I am not insane but I have a combination of annoyances.
I have the OCD and then I have a super sensitive nose.
I can smell a fart 20 miles away.
The boys understand and work with me and Mark even made a few jokes about how slightly crazed I get. This is true. I get a little bonkers only because I cannot rest until I find the cause of the smell.
I washed every dish, scrubbed the stove, the floors, the garbage can, we washed out the fridge and freezer, vacuumed, dusted etc. all in an attempt to find the smell that was keeping me from just kicking back with the boys.
We did find it.
It was the shelf in the fridge where the big stuff goes.
Like the milk. Apparently, someone had spilled a few drops and that is the one shelf I just sort of missed in cleaning. Figures.
So about an hour after I cleaned this shelf, the smell had faded from the house.
I was finally able to rest.
And now today, I am paying for my stupid compulsions.
They are not quirks when they make you go outside a gazillion times to get giant heaving breaths of fresh outdoor air so when you come back in you will be able to smell the sourness all the better.
It's payback for something I'm sure. Some sort of punishment for being a pain in the ass when I was I teen I suppose.
So I was surfing this morning and came across How to blog by Tony Pierce and agreed, laughed a little and think #14 should be a rule everyone has to follow although I'm guilty of it myself a few times because out of sheer boredom and not having a single fucking thing to say, I became a lemming.
And just because I want to piss him off a little cuz I don't agree with ALL of rule #14, I am currently listening to Velvet Revolver and digging it. If it weren't for Jenni, I wouldn't have had a fucking clue.
I lead a sheltered existence and I don't listen to radio because of the repeat factor.
Bloggers introduce me to new tunes and new bands by telling me what they are listening to and Tony should know that. Tsar Tony? Ring a bell. I wouldn't have ever checked them out if you didn't yap about them so much. So sharing what we are listening to is a good thing.
Music feeds.
Not much going on here at all today. Just hanging out. Not sure what I'm gonna do today.
Sebastian finally spent his birthday money and bought himself The Sims Unleashed for their pc in their room. I'm telling ya, it was so nice of that lady to give it to us instead of toss it to the curb. It has saved my sanity.
They have all their games on it except for Runescape which is an online game.
Now that he has his own sims start disk, I can play my sims again.
Yay!
But my back is bugging me this morning so I don't know how long I'm going to sit here.
How are you doing today?
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In todays mail, his approval came.
He is going to AOT!!
We are so excited and proud.
Way to go little dude.
I have mentioned how I am OCD before. I am not that way about everything, just some things.
Like I was just doing the dishes when I realized exactly how I do dishes.
Plates first, then bowls, then cups, then steak knives, then butter knives, then forks, then spoons, then cooking utensils, then plastic ware.
Steak knives point down, everything else points up in the dish drainer. Cooking utensils must not be placed in the silverware slots, they have to lie on top of the dishes themselves.
Cups must be done glass first, then plastic.
Pans are always done last and must lay on top of dishes or standing on a towel to the side.
The noise while I do the dishes is fine but if anyone else does them, even though I appreciate it, the clanking of the silverware and the misplacement of items in the drainer, annoys me to no end.
I like my computer mouse and chair at a certain angle at all times and if people move them even a half inch, I know and get irritated.
My tv antenna is in perfect position. Touch it and die.
My vitamins and meds are on my desk in order of how I take them. Do not touch. I keel you.
My movies are in the rack on the wall to my specifics. Under no circumstances should you ever put a movie in title upside down. I will notice it immediately and have to fix it.
I do all my cleaning in order and do not get sidetracked. I am taking a mini-break right now but when I am finished, I know what is next and exactly how I am going to do it, how long it's going to take me and am already planning the next 5 chores after that.
But the sock basket and the boys room, I could care less about.
So what are you compulsive about?
Fuckity fuck.
Hrm. I may take it completely out and mess around with it and give it a thorough air cleaning and see if that helps.
It keeps giving me the following message as well as not formatting.
A device attached to the system is not functioning.
Any techies out there who might know a way to fix this?
I searched through google and come up empty.
Last night I tried to copy something to floppy for the boys pc.
It wouldn't go.
I tried and tried and nothing.
It kept saying that the disk was not formatted but it wouldn't let me format the disk.
I looked it up on google, I updated the drivers, I started and restarted.
I was up until 2 am trying to make it work even in safe mode.
Nothing.
So today, because I am so OCD, I am going to perform pc surgery and open this bad boy up and see if maybe a wire is loose or something and then try again.
If I'm not back online by midnight, I fried my whole pc.
Just kidding.
I have opened this up before and that drive is removable so it shouldn't be that big of a deal.
Right now though, I need more sleep.
Later days.
So my dad is going to have two copies of a book off of his wishlist because for some reason, Amazon isn't taking them off as purchased.
Oh well, he can give one to mom.
Sis bought him one copy and I bought him the other yesterday with some credits I had.
Hope it's a good book dad. :)
Berry just stopped by again. Every couple of months, here comes Berry...lol
He said he is gonna come back later this afternoon to visit again.
He's out running errands.
ex-roommate, I will try to stay buddy buddy with him this time so you can meet him.
If I don't yell at him, he comes around more often.
Truth be told, I dig yelling at him and he sort of likes it.
He always says after I get done, thanks for setting me straight, you're the only one who cares.
Bwahahahahaha.
The boys and I got up early and went to the grocery store.
We stocked up.
Got a lot of good deals but no cereal deals today. Oh well. Bought store brand and hopefully it won't suck ass.
We decided to get up and go do it early because it's going to be a steamer out there today.
Highs in the 90's and high humidity with like a 44% chance of a t-storm later in the day which in all honesty, just makes it hotter than hell after it stops.
So now we are home, turned the air on and we are just gonna kick back and enjoy the coolness of the house and watch movies, play games and annoy the crap out of each other.
We have been locking up Christine at night because she peed on one of the blankets we have in the living room.
She will only do it if no one is around and night time is the right time for peeing.
I lock her in the bathroom in my room and she starts picking at the door at like 4:30 every morning.
Pick, meow, pick, meow, pick, meeeeeooooow, pick, pick pick, meooooooooooowwww.
I have never wanted to muzzle a cat but this one, I would consider it.
Kali, my cat, is the ideal cat.
She doesn't meow at all. Occasionally, you'll hear a slight mew but that's it. She keeps to herself most of the time and loves to be pet by everyone and anyone.
Nova, used to pee until she lost her tail and now she just lays on the coffee table and is nice sometimes so you can pet her.
Christine is such a fucking pain in the ass.
The only one who can pet her is Sebastian.
She runs away from everyone.
I don't like her at all.
talking to my sis on the phone and Sebastian is out there with me and we all hear this wailing like someone is being hurt.
It was awful.
I noticed that the guys across the street were tying something into the back of their pick up and every time they pulled harder on the ropes, the wailing of pain sounds got louder and louder.
We seriously thought someone was being hurt. My sis could hear the noise on her end.
I told Sebastian to just casually run across our front lawn to try and get a look.
He comes back with this look on his face like gawd mom, you are so stupid.
I said so what is it Sebastian???
Sebastian: A parrot. A really big one is sitting on the edge of the truck squawking.
I swear, it did sound like someone was being tied up in that truck....lol
Hurry up and score a free sample of Garnier 100% color.
And if you don't make it in today, bookmark it and try again. I have no idea how many they give away each day but it's still open right now.
Good luck. :)
P.S. This is a free FULL size box of the haircolor, not a small sample bottle.
The website is set up and maintained by a church. The Official Home Page of David Berkowitz
Berkowitz has no web access at all. He types out an entry every month and mails it to the church.
Both Berkowitz and the church say that God has forgiven him for the murders he committed. He found god and has asked forgiveness and you know how it goes from there.
Well, the family members of some of his victims are outraged that he has the ability to express himself even though the constitution gives him the right to do so and no judge has ever told him he can't write letters or have things published.
I find it completely fascinating and totally understandable at the same time, the outrage the families feel.
This is one of those situations where it doesn't matter if you have found god.
People come to my door and stop me at bus stops and tell me that I need to be saved. That I need to open my heart and let god in and all my past sins will be forgiven and life will be anew.
If you are a killer, serving a life sentence, with no hope of ever getting out, all the saving in the world isn't going to make it all better.
People, no matter how strongly they claim their faith in god is, are still going to hate him and wish his death on morning news shows.
Thoughts?
No no no no no. Fix this shit. Fix it now. Right now. Before November. Fla. Voting Machines Have Recount Flaw.
Good god people, get your fucking shit together.
The whole election is going to be blamed on us again.
Gah.
Have you all seen this yet? Lose weight by getting 24 ounces of milk every day.
Sounds great right?
Calcium helps to lose body fat. Great!
But have you bought a gallon of milk lately?
The last gallon I bought was $3.75.
3 fucking 75.
For milk.
You got kids? You have to get 2 gallons cuz they drink it and use it on cereal etc.
It's damn expensive and they want you to drink 24 ounces every single day.
I swear, It'd be cheaper to buy my own cow and milk it everyday.
You all go wish Kate a happy birthday ya hear?
It's like 91 out there today with high humidity.
Sebastian is gone to the beach with my sister and Mark and I are hanging out at home watching cartoons and stuff.
Nothing exciting.
Got a load of laundry going.
Weee!
So thrilling.
I love summer.
It's so non-hectic and boring.
The kids are laid back and we just hang out and talk and stuff.
Hope you're all having a great day.
Later days.
"Salvation for credulity means damnation for investigation."
[Robert G. Ingersoll]
just want to choke the living shit out of someone?
Yeah, me too.
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*Note*
No lizards were harmed in the making of these pictures. The lizards are every where here and if you pick them up, they latch on. Sebastian has mastered the art of lizard ear rings.
*Why yes, that is a TOOl shirt my 11 year old is wearing.
It's a boring saturday here. Nothing going on at all.
Slept in, haven't eaten yet.
Have a no-caffeine headache.
I really hate those ya know.
They suck.
I'm bored and tired and antsy all at the same time.
I would read a book but I'd probably fall asleep again.
I would play video games but my thumbs hurt after awhile.
So I think I'll just surf the net and watch movies.
Later days.
Every summer, Regal cinemas offers free movies during the summer on a first come first serve basis showing kids movies. Go to the Regal cinema site to find out if the cinema in your area will be participating.
There's not much going on.
Will get the results next week.
That's really all I have to say.
Every couple of months, someone either signs me up for email pron or signs my site up to get on a list for pron to be directed to this site.
Once again, to those of you coming here looking for that, nope, you won't find it here.
And to the person who is doing it, grow up.
If you have a problem, there's this thing adults do and it's called talking about it.
You can email me and we can discuss whatever it is that I did to piss you off and make you hunt down pron sites to sign me up for.
Or you can keep on thinking your are just so clever and funny and how you'll show me by doing that.
Yeah, you certainly showed me alright. / end sarcasm>
*To see what I'm talking about, click the list of referrers. It's actually, quite amusing.
Just thinking about all those people clicking some link somewhere hoping for some pron and ending up here completely disappointed.
I just learned that today. I had like a gazillion messages on the machine but everytime I pressed play, only the newest message would play and then when I would press play again, it would say no messages. I couldn't figure out how it was deleting if I didn't push delete.
So I pressed play and held it.
Lots o' messages.
Shit y'all, I'm sorry. Probably thinking Kat's a stuck up bitch not returning phone calls huh?
What can I say?
I was born a blond.
Took some pics of the kids yesterday.
They can be found here.
You can feel it already.
I went outside to throw out some trash and was met by massive humidity.
Ick.
Glad I have no where to go today. Stay home and cool.
I have some light general cleaning to do today. Dishes, vacuum, fold yesterdays laundry.
Really exciting.
I'm trying to save money on the electric bill because the evil money sucker attached to my wall literally raises my bill by $120 during the summer.
So I am shutting it off at night. We all have fans in our rooms that blow directly on us and we are all asleep so we don't even know if it's cold or hot.
I did it last night and no one noticed that it wasn't on and it wasn't stifling out here in the morning either.
I think the fact that I nailed all the windows shut so no air is escaping really helped.
We have been shutting it off when we leave the house even for 20 minutes. No ones here, no one needs to be cool.
I'm hoping all those hours that it's not spinning that dial outside on the meter at 100 miles per hour helps on my next bill.
My last bill in May was $73.00. I'm hoping that it doesn't increase too much with it on and because I am shutting it off. Make sense? It makes perfect sense to me. I also keep the house dark in the summer. All the shades are closed all the time. FPL even sent home a little pamphlet with last months bill on ways to save money and that was one of them. (To cover all windows that get sun) I have always done that though. I like it dark. If I owned this house, my bedroom walls would be painted black.
So that's about it for now.
I'm gonna get started on the dishes and take it one thing at a time. Need to mop the floors too. Sebastian likes doing that.
I have kids who like to clean.
I think my OCD is rubbing off. ...lol
The docs went well but there are more tests he is sending me for.
Lots of blood tests and a thyroid test.
I have to get a complete metabolic panel, a lipid panel, and HCG, serum and QUAL and a TSH w/ reflex T-4 FREE.
Don't ask what they all are, I don't know. I only know the lipid is the cholesterol one.
And I have to fast before I go. So I'm going Friday morning so I will start fasting about mid-day tomorrow.
Does fasting mean nothing to drink to?
God I hope not.
There was a Publix at the shopping center where my doc is located. It's like a huge office park/shopping center so we went in to Publix and they had Cinnamon Toast Crunch cereal for .99 cents per box. The big huge boxes.
I don't know why, don't care.
.99 cents for cereal is a major bargain but I only grabbed two cuz I'm not a huge fan of it with milk. I like it dry better.
Anyways, I'm tired and hot and sweaty now.
Later days.
You all go over and wish Nettie a happy birthday ok? Ok.
*See I told you she came half way around the world to meet Keanu.
I do love summer for the fact that it is non-stress mornings.
I do have to go to the docs today at 1:45 if they don't call and cancel on me again.
The boys are gonna go with me for something to do.
It's a huge shopping center down there so we can look around while we wait for the bus home.
I found this flash movie which is super cool, thanks to Skits.
Go check it out.
My kids are the coolest and crack me the fuck up all the damn time...lol
I'm going through these Cd's right, and I see the Hustle so I play it, pull out the earphone jack from the speakers and Sebastian and Mark get up and start doing the hustle. Perfectly.
bwahhahahaha! It was too cool.
I tried to snap a pic but no flash, no lights in the living-room cuz I like a dark house so no pic.
Oh well.
Karri sent me a bunch of cds she burned today and I have been busy turning some of the songs into mp3s.
So I thought I'd share some with ya all.
Remember, don't be a dick, always right click.
Bluer than blue
Cold as Ice
How deep is your love
Laverne and Shirley theme
More than a feeling
Gold
We went up to the pool for a bit and the boys swam and played and I read a few chapters of a book.
We are home now and just hanging out.
They playing games and I'm just here.
Kind of tired from the sun.
Hope you're having a good day.
Later days.
That alone makes me want to say something about something.
Sometimes, I am just kind of thrown at the way things are and the way people see that it stops me cold and words flood my head but nothing comes out of my mouth.
I think that if you have something to say, that you should say it and wear it proudly.
Stand up for your words if you believe them so strongly.
It's hard to take people serious if they can't even own their own words.
Doesn't mean I won't respond owning my words but it just means that whatever point you are trying to make isn't being taken as strongly as you intended it.
I had some great teachers in high school who taught me that having a belief doesn't mean anything unless you are willing to stand up for it. Not in a mean, belligerent, cruel way, but to be able to say that yes, I said that and I believe that and I wear it. It may be the unpopular belief, it may be the left or the right, it may be the one that others call crazy but it's yours and you should be courageous in your convictions no matter what others may think.
The boys and I finished all the cleaning that I wanted to do.
We cleaned out the outdoor closets and threw a lot of empty cardboard boxes away that were all just piled in there.
Mikey is here and we are all just hanging out watching a movie.
The boys are so funny.
They love to sit around and just talk about whatever.
Mikey is a hoot.
He said that if we locked Mark and Sebastian in a room for 24 hours with nothing but a paper bag, a cardboard box, a broom and one piece of scotch tape, they'd be happy playing with it.
They'd pretend it was a magic broom, a magic box and the tape would be used to do something with the paper bag. I don't recall it word for word but I nearly died laughing.
Mikey has quite and imagination and a wicked sense of humor.
You have a prime view of the workings of a vast, invisible continuum. You've been to the mountain and watched the gods pull the strings that move human events. For obvious reasons, you won't find a lot of takers for this story. Other people are unlikely to grasp the connections between things that are immediately obvious to you. Consider getting or giving a psychic reading. Maybe you'll make a lucky choice in the office sports pool or scratch off the numbers on a winning lottery ticket. Enjoy!
Well mostly clean
ex-roommate's room is finished for now. Walls washed, carpet cleaned, bed made, pillows freshed and fluffed, boxes placed in closet so it doesn't look like one giant closet in her room. She will be able to come home on the 25th and pass out in a clean room.
We did the driveway too. All webs and dirt washed away with the hose.
It's clean.
Have some blankets in the drier, have some dishes in the sink from lunch.
Got the mail and in it, no bills (yay!) but a beautiful hand made card for Sebastian from Christine.
He loves it and will be sending you his own thank you.
The boys went to the store to get some grub.
Happy helpful boys this summer so far.
All they ask in return is that I spray 'em down with the hose when it's hot.
Can't argue that.
They are getting comfy in there again.
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I had a weird night of dreams and car accidents and horrible things.
Woke up with a stiff back.
Woke up thinking that people are afraid.
Woke up with a plan for today.
Some walls need to be washed and some stuff needs to be picked up and put away and some spiderwebs need to get knocked down with the hose outdoors.
Woke up living in the now.
Woke up and turned on the Daily Buzz instead of my usual Today show because I wanted news and not another eulogy.
Realized today was Monday and I missed last weeks because I simply, honestly, forgot what day I was on.
So I have one today and it's from my beloved Twisted Roots.
Did I too Turn to Stone when you turned pale. And did you put your arms around empty space? Did you cry on nobodies shoulder? Did you put your arms through the fog you see and whisper help me? Did you say help me? help me.. help me Did you say help me. Help me.
*Don't be a dick, always right click
It's truly a lazy sunday around here.
Hope you are all enjoying yours.
Later days.
Sebastian is still at his friends house.
So I am home alone just chillin'.
I think I'm just gonna go watch a movie now and hang by myself for a bit.
I also want to say that the opinions expressed on this blog are my own. You don't have to like them or me. We are free to disagree in this country. I am not gonna argue with anyone over my opinions or yours.
I am not going to opposing blogs saying I disagree or starting fights. I just hang with like minded people.
I don't fight.
It wastes my time and my doctor says I have to stay calm anyway.
So chill.
Believe and feel anyway you want to.
Yes I feel bad that he had Alzheimer's and that he is now dead but in my opinion, he was not a great man or president and it's nice to see that not everyone on the net will kiss someones ass simply because they died.
*updated to add*
This is my blog. This is my voice, my mind, my place to say what I want about whatever. You do not have to like or agree with me. That is fine. I don't expect people to agree with me all the time.
"If you and I agree all the time, one of us becomes unnecessary."- Chinese fortune cookie.
You are free to disagree with this post. I value your freedom of speech here. I value your right to hold your own opinion of me and what I write.
Just keep it civil.
Argue or debate civilly.
But I did watch the double over time between Tampa and Calgary last night.
Was that not the most kickass double over time?
Holy shit! They were knocking the crap out of each other into the boards, the ice, I saw a few high sticks. That was a fight.
It was just back and forth and back and forth and no goals.
Exciting and tense.
And we won.
So now we have to do it all over again Monday night.
Great game last night.
Just as I expected it to be.
Under the new director, it was a little darker but had a great feel to it.
I disagree with others who said the new Dumbeldore was awful. I think he had big shoes to fill and did so very well.
The boys all loved it.
I don't like posting spoilers. I hate it when people do that so I'm not going to.
I just really liked this one and enjoyed seeing the chemistry between the stars as they grow older, grow with them.
Gary Oldman was great. I always love his work.
This is definitely going to be a part of our collection when it comes out.
Bryans mom and his older brother and little sister came too and all the kids sat in the row in front of us and we sat right behind them. It was nice to have another adult there and we got along great.
Sebastian and Bryan are going to different schools next year so the mom and I talked about ways of getting them to stay in touch with each other before the movie started.
Lots of sleepovers and stuff this summer and also after school playtime next year.
Sebastian is sleeping over there tonight which is fun for him so Mark and I are just hanging out now watching the tube. Nothing but crap on. Time to slap in a movie.
Later days.
Only weird wacky things happen to me I tell ya.
The cop thing yesterday? Only me.
The redneck with the babies? Only me.
Amish women shoving me off a bench? Only me.
Just now, I'm sitting in the driveway and a whole car full of gang banger look a likes pull in and ask me if I'm selling my Chevy.
I don't own a chevy but my neighbors do so I tell the guys no it's not my car but I will ask my neighbors if they are selling theirs.
They leave.
Me thinks they weren't looking for a car for sale.
Me thinks they were scoping out the property.
I honestly have nothing of any value in my house.
The most expensive piece of electronics would be my 5 year old pc.
I don't even own a stereo. I have a boom box and a walkman.
I mean, if you were to pull in my yard, you would have to guess right away, POOR.
My landmans lawnmower is the old cast iron type and it's full of rust and held together with rope and it sits right in my driveway.
POOR.
So I went back and told my neighbors we are leaving for a few hours and to keep an eye on the place anyway.
See anyone pull in, call the cops.
Especially if it's a whole car full of gang bang look a likes.
He passed his FCATS with flying colors got an A, a B and 3 cs.
He got the A in reading but a C in language arts.
Hmmm.
That teacher who claims she brought him up a whole grade level and was so proud of herself for doing that, gave him a C.
Maybe it's cuz I bitched her out.
But I told her I really didn't care if she failed him because she failed to teach him the subject anyway.
Mikey said he got a C in her class too.
She didn't teach them the subject so I guess it was Cs for everyone!
It rained all night and was still sun-showering this morning.
The kids all behaved really well last night and are being super good today.
I'm sure by noon the excitement of going to the movies will reach a fevered pitch and I'll have to kick them out of the house until it's time to leave.
We will be going to the 3:40 show so they have a whole day to sit and wait basically...lol
Not much else going on here right now.
Just want to say thanks to Christine.
Later days.
No, I didn't do anything to get arrested or anything.
I mean that I haven't been a good blogger friend this week.
I haven't been visiting much or commenting much.
Just been sort of out of it and doing my best to stay rested and not sweaty.
It's hot dammit.
Mikey is sleeping over tonight and going to the movies with us tomorrow.
We finally got in touch with Sebastians friend and he is going to go too but has been sick so that's why no one called us back. The whole family had bronchitis or something.
Not much else to talk about really.
I will try to catch up with people slowly.
Later days.
A woman had a set of twin boys that she gave nick names to.
One, she called Snaggletooth because he only has one tooth.
The other, she called Hammer because he has a habit of womping his forehead with objects leaving welts and lumps.
Poor kids.
If you ever need your fingerprints taken for any reason in Sarasota, go to the jail, not the Police Station. The JAIL. Are we clear on that? Good.
Next, it will cost you $5.00 for those fingerprints. Doesn't matter why or who you need them for, it's $5.00.
And your ID.
And if you do need fingerprints, get there before noon. Are we especially clear on this? Noon!
If you are even one minute late, they will chew your ass out the whole time they are rolling your fingers.
Also, the abbreviations for brown hair are BRO. Green eyes, GRN, female, F, white, W. Are we super clear on this?
Make sure you get there before noon, have $5.00 in cash and your id and know your abbreviations.
And make super duper sure you go to the JAIL not the Police Station cuz they sure are getting real mad at all the misinformation out there about where you go to get fingerprints done.
Later days.
It's going to be about 90 today with about 65% humidity. Ick.
I need to get in the shower and start getting ready. Thank goodness she has air in her car.
You all know the Tampa Bay Bolts are in the Stanley Cup playoffs right?
It's something like 3-2 now but that's not what I want to talk about.
The fans.
While at the store yesterday, I saw employees who looked like aliens.
I understand loving your team and all that and wanting to show your support but if I were the owner of a store or a manager, I would have a serious problem if one of my employees showed up wearing silver and blue beads around her neck, little lightning bolt alien antlers attached to her head and bolts painted to her face and big flashing lightning bolt ear rings too.
There needs to be some sort of standards. Like everyone pick a day and dress like a sports fan or no one does it.
This is Publix anyway. They wear navy blue pants, white shirts and green aprons or smocks. Everyone is uniform. It looks good and yes I hated wearing it when I worked there but it looks clean and professional.
When one person steps out of dress to put on sparkly antlers and flashing ear rings which by the way, are not allowed under the dress code, it throws people for a loop. Ear rings are not supposed to hang down to your shoulders or be large and flashy.
I understand fandom, don't get all bent out of shape with me for not understanding your love of your team, but really folks, at work? Not just a grocery store but anywhere.
Save it for the arena or the field or your party.
You look like idiots when you do it at work.
In case you couldn't tell by my last 2 posts.
I am just taking it easy. Doctors orders.
I did my errands but that's about all the movement I have done.
I am going with my sis tomorrow to do some errands with her and then home again to do more of the same nothingness that has been my week.
Did you guys know that if you even just click those ads over there, I benefit from it even a teensy bit?
Well now ya know.
And now time for bed I guess.
No nap today. I just laid down and watched tv. I tried to sleep but it didn't happen for me.
Hopefully, it will tonight.
Later days.
That is all.
That is all.
The boys and I left early this morning to go pay the bills.
The 3rd is bill day.
Bill needs to take a fucking holiday once in awhile don't you agree?
We just got back after getting everything we needed like toilet paper and toothpaste.
We're good to go.
Now, I need to eat and nap...lol
Later days.
The boys have like this weird thing that they like me to do to their toes.
Pull 'em.
I pull their toes and they crack.
Sebastian's are the loudest and Marks, well, as cool as they are all cracking and popping like that, his feet are always cold and clammy.
Like they are the feet of dead people.
Ok, here we go. I followed the directions for use which were simple. Get it wet and wash your stuff. Duh.
They are small little pads, slightly larger in width than your average sponge.
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But has the thickness of a panty liner.
It worked ok on my teflon pan. Even using the scratchy side, it didn't damage my pan.
I hate sticking my hand in cups plus the fact that with a sponge or these pads, you can't get all the way to the bottom to get the stuck kool-aid or chocolate milk. Not good on cups.
Saved by my dish stick!
It was perfect on the George Foreman grill. No scratching the teflon and it could be wrung out to not get all the insides wet.
By the time I finished my dishes, it was yucky and slimy and I wanted it far away from my hands. Thank god you're supposed to throw them away!
I love my dish stick!
Ok, these things had a fair amount of soap in them but they felt slimy. I wasn't crazy about that.
They felt like wet paper towels and had a tendency to fold or bunch up as I was trying to scrub things. Cleaning the steak knives felt a little dangerous and the knives actually cut the pad.
They did work well on my teflon stuff but I don't think I'd buy a tub of these just for that. The scrubber head on my dish stick is safe for teflon so why would I waste more money on these things?
My opinion, don't waste your money on 20 flimsy panty liner dish pads. If you wash dishes by hand, get a dish stick with a teflon head. It'll cost you all of $1.79 and lasts long. Just buy replacement heads when they wear out.
Note: This is an old Florida house. That is one of those porcelain sinks that has been scratched to hell and the scum you see around the faucet, is actually black mold that I told you about. I have to bleach it away weekly.
I'm not just letting filth grow around my sink people. Just want to make sure you know that .
I am so taking the easy route today.
Chicken breasts ala' shake n' bake and corn with one of those lipton pasta sides thingies.
My body and my brain are just not wanting to do anything bigger than this.
What are you having?
I got a sample, 2 of the New! Dawn Wash & Toss pads in the mail today. I already did my dishes this morning but will give one of these a whirl tonight after dinner.
I buy liquid dish soap for about $2.99 and it lasts me a little over a month because I use a dish stick that you just fill the handle with soap and that's that. I use a scrubbing head on mine, not just the sponge. My stick cost me $1.79 for my intial investment of the stick, one scrubber head already attached and replacement heads are about $1.79 as well and I need to replace the head every 2 months.
Now it says you get 20 of these in a box for approx. $3.59 and you're supposed to throw them away after you're done doing dishes.
Um, there are more than 20 days in a month if you were to only wash dishes once a day. Seems to me you'd be buying these about every 20 days if you wash once a day or every 10 days or less if you do a lot of dishes by hand.
I'll let you know what I think about these after dinner tonight.
But the fact that you don't even get enough to get through a month at once a day, really bothers me.
It was getting near time for me to start getting ready for the docs office for my appointment at 1pm when the phone rang.
"Dr. P. is out of the office due to an emergency and we are rescheduling all of todays patients. Is that ok?" said his sweet little nurse/secretary person.
I said of course because it's so hot out there today, I don't mind at all.
The real reason I didn't mind is because I was going to have to shave my legs and areas.
I am usually really good about using Nair or something similar the day before a docs office but I was resting for the last few days, taking it easy, forgot to defoliate my hair.
This gives me until next Wednesday at 1:45pm to get my hair smoothly, not stubbly with nicks, removed.
Not the that the doctor really cares if my legs are shaved or not but it just makes me feel slightly better to know that it's smooth.
I always wonder if the staff ever gets together at the end of the day at some local bar and discusses the most disgusting patient of the day like we used to do in retail but only the worst customer of the day ya know?
Nurse Sue: You should have seen Mrs. Klein today or should I say smelled her.
Nurse Lisa: Eww!...*laugh snort* Ms. Cooper was here today and she hadn't shaved anything in what looks like months. Poor thing with that bad back, she should just go to a waxer or something. Hell she's already in pain, what a little more?...*laugh snort* followed by more laughter from the other nurses and a few surrounding tables.
Your new dog sure is cute.
Man can he bark huh?
Great protector right? That's why you got him right?
Cute as hell.
But I swear, if you leave that fucking dog outside all night again and he barks all fucking night again, he might not be there in the morning. Barking or no barking, I might just let him off his leash so he can go play in fucking traffic.
Hell, you wouldn't know that he was out of the yard. He barked all night and you never came to check on him once to even see if there was a problem. That right there tells me that you know he barks for no fucking reason other than to bark!
How do I know you never came to check on him?
Cuz I stood there at 3:30 this morning debating whether or not to kill the little fucker.
Take the damn thing in the house at a reasonable hour please or you may just find the cops banging on your door at 3am or come out in the am to find that poor little doggie woggie has somehow gotten off his leash and run away.
Fuckers.
Nausea, heartburn, indigestion, upset stomach, diarrhea, yay Pepto Bismol!
I love the little dance.
C'mon everybody now!
Nausea, heartburn, indigestion, upset stomach, diarrhea, yay Pepto Bismol!
It's a HOT dog.
U.S. judge blocks partial-birth abortion ban.
Yes!
But of course Bush is going to continue devoting money and resources into fighting what he calls an "abhorrent practice."
Of course it's abhorrent to him. He has never been raped and forced to carry that child. He will never have to go full term knowing that giving birth could kill you because the child has a horrible disease that causes the babys head to swell to enormous proportions.
He says and I quote, that he wants to "build a culture of life in America.”’
It's cuz we're women and we don't know what's best for our own bodies and our doctors don't either right George?
We're not smart enough or worthy enough are we Georgey?
We're gonna keep fighting you because these are our bodies, not yours.
My life, my body, my choice.
The boys and I have had a good day so far. We are not doing the cake thing until this weekend when his friend Bryan can sleep over.
We will be going to see HP3 and having pizza, cake and ice cream.
Sebastian got the books from my sister, a cool toy car that can be changed and stuff from Mark and I got him a gameboy link cable that he wanted and a new video game. I will also be the one dealing with 4 boys at the theater this weekend. Mikey is going with us.
Time to start charging that kid rent.
He got money from both sets of grands and his Aunty Heather and he will be going to Toys R Us at some point to buy something with it.
The boys are so different.
Give Mark money and he knows exactly what he wants, how much it costs and figures in the tax and everything.
Sebastian hems, haws, thinks, rethinks, questions, and thinks some more until you finally just tell him, that's it dude, 5 minutes to make up your mind and we are outta here whether you picked something or not.
He usually makes up his mind at that point but there was a time that he left without anything and pouted about it later.
They had been in there for over an hour and he still couldn't decide.
Smart, artistic, funny and cute, but as indecisive as a dog looking for a good spot to take a leak in a park with 20 fire hydrants.
Time to make his usual birthday dinner.
Cheeseburgers, tater tots and chips with french onion dip.
He's so easy to please.
My sister must have dropped off the box for Sebastian early this morning when we were sleeping.
In it were some books on how to draw anime because he loves art so much.
She got him this one and this one.
They are beautiful and very detailed books.
He will have to say thank you when she gets home from work.
Sneaky leaving it at the door. 
It's a lovely eleven morning
I heard eleven worms yawning (yawn)
I saw eleven cows sleeping 'midst the buttercups
I said, How's the cottage cheese?
And they said, Oh, dry up!
Oh!
Eleven little birdies in the trees
Bright yellow beaks and pinky knees
Eleven chicks hatching
Eleven cats scratching
Eleven's the number for me
Eleven ducklings quacking
(quack-quack-quack)
Eleven pigs, lips smacking
One two three four five six
Seven eight nine ten eleven
Eleven's the number for me
Don't you see?
Eleven's the number for me!
Click for ultra cuteness size
Happy birthday Sebastian!
P.S. Rabbit rabbit!