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My brain has been in a fog for the last two days. Like I seriously can't think straight and it's driving me absolutely bonkers.
I hate this crap.
I have stuff I want to post, but then I sit down to post it, and my brain pulls a fast one on me and wipes the slate clean.
Nothing there smarty girl, no posts for you!
Oh well.
I'm off to clean out the ear worm Kate put in my damn head.
Curse you Kate!
I love this type of stuff, seriously, kitchen cooking gadgets rock my socks.
The latest is the Infrawave Speed Oven.
Only 3 payments of $39.95! LOL
But have you seen this thing? I wants it badly.
My kitchen gadget inner demon is begging me to buy one of these.
I probably will buy one too.
I simply have to have one and play with it.
My friend Jimmy came by with a dresser I bought off of someone.
I got a really well built dresser for $25, so he brought it to me all the way from Tampa.
He rocks.
We talked a bit about some stuff, and the bbq coming up the weekend of the 7th. It's gonna be awesome.
We usually get around 40-60 people at these things.
It's pretty cool.
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I answered a few questions for some people who are looking at having my back surgeon do their backs.
I understand the nervousness, but he's an awesome surgeon, so I was happy to help by answering those questions.
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I had a special word filter created just for me on a forum.
That cracks me the hell up.
I imagine what a difficult time it must have been trying to figure out how to turn any words with f at the beginning and a ck at the end, turn into a gay ass word like hammertime.
They even made an exception to the word rule using the * like I was.
It's so silly really.
All someone had to say was Kat, please stop typing like that, and I would have.
But, no one said anything, and instead spent their time trying to filter words.
It would have been so much easier to just have a simple conversation with me.
It all boils down to respect. Respect enough to come to me and tell me there was a problem, and for me to respect them and not type like that anymore.
Don't know why they didn't, I would have totally respected their wishes.
I'm not that big of a bitch.
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I have a lot of emails to get to, and I'll do my best to get to them all tonight.
I'll try anyway.
Later days.
Come on people!
Christine just needs 48 votes to win!
Go vote for Christine!!!
Mark is done with summer school! He's on his way home, final grade of 87, so yay!
The boys have some cleaning stuff to take care of today, I'm still not feeling all that well, so I'll be back later on and attempt to answer emails and stuff as I go.
Later days.
Christine is just 35 votes away from winning!!!
Please go vote for her!
I apologize for not being around, thank you for the emails asking if I was ok.
I was out running errands the majority of the day in the heat, and it has totally caught up with me, making me very tired and sick feeling.
I do not handle the heat well at all with the meds.
It was bad yesterday, and then being out in the heat today, well, I'm down for the count.
I'll be off and on as usual when I get sick like this, but I just wanted to let you all know I'm ok, I'm here and taking it easy.
I'm not really quite sure what to make of it though.
I keep getting a whiff of something like betadine, that brown antiseptic that my grandmother used to use on my cuts when I was little, and a taste like copper in my mouth, like I'm eating a penny.
The scent is much stronger than the taste. The boys say they can't smell anything weird, and seeing as they've never even heard of that betadine stuff, they have absolutely no idea what smell I'm talking about.
I can't explain it, but I'm really tired, just super tired right now.
I'll be back after I get some rest and stuff.
Later days.
I told you all about the free photo enlargement I was getting from Canvas on Demand a few days ago.
It came today, and it is so beautiful, such a great picture of the boys and Susan and Skye.
I was wanting to keep this a secret, but the cat is outta the bag.
I am sending it to my parents for an anniversary gift for them.
Their wedding anniversary is July 31st. They've been married ages and ages now, probably one of the best marriages around through ups and downs.
The picture is really awesome. The four of them all sitting together, it took something like 27 tries.
Either one kid was blinking, or a little one was looking the other way, wanting to get down and play, but sis finally got one just perfect.
It's them as they are and it really is the most beautiful picture.
I am definitely going to be ordering one for myself because it is simply gorgeous.
Bright colors, wrap around canvas, all of the kids smiling together.
They are an awesome foursome.
When sis said she was adopting the girls, the boys were delighted. We were all there in the courtroom that day to officially make those girls ours.
Susan came over to where we were sitting while sis did the official stuff, and hugged on me and the boys.
Both my boys started crying and asked if this was really happening.
"Are they really ours mom? Do we really get to be their cousins forever?"
I said yes, they're ours.
They were both crying, they love these girls so much.
With our folks still living up in Maine and us all down here, this picture is the perfect gift to give them.
The four grandkids together. Every time we've gone up to visit, it's just been sis and the girls alone, or me and the boys alone, so this is really perfect.
So anyway, here's the boys holding the picture and it's going to be mailed out to mom and dad soon.
I wanna show it to sis first, she wants to see it.
Really, I'm sitting here sweating my ass off and I shouldn't be.
The ac is on 60.
60.
I should not be hot.
It's truly one of the side effects of all the different meds, my body temp goes up and nothing can cool me down.
I take shower after shower, running out and standing in front of the ac and several fans, only to be sweaty icky hot again within 20 minutes.
It blows.
But I am pleased about something else.
My child support seems to be going up and I haven't even gone to court for it yet.
2 weeks ago, $44.22. Tomorrow, I'll get $70.11.
Hey, he's improving.
He should be, he owns a frigging business now, he can afford better payments.
And it comes at a good time too, I have a bill to pay tomorrow, 2 scripts to pick up, and some fishy stuff to buy.
I lost 3 fish in the last week. *sad*
The tank is in serious need of cleaning, and I simply can't do it right now.
It involves using the suction cleaner on it, which sucks all the dirty icky water and gunk out, into a large 20 gallon container which then has to be carried and dumped out.
I just can't do it by myself.
I also need some water conditioner for the new water before I put it in.
So the money will come in handy and right in time.
Mark is home from sumer school, and showed me what some kid shanked him with.
He took it from the kid and almost beat the kid up.
For a few days, some rotten FFA's, have been fashioning shanks out of pencils and paper clips.
They insert one end of the paper clip into the pencil eraser, and stab kids with the other end, the pencil is the handle.
Mark got shanked twice yesterday, and when some kid went to do it today in class, Mark turned around, grabbed it out of the kid's hand, and yelled, "Fucking stab me one one more time and I'll fucking rip your face off!"
The teacher looks up from his newspaper, and asks what's going on.
Mark walks up to the desk, throws it down, and tells him the kid behind him kept stabbing him with it, so he took it.
The teacher didn't do anything to Mark, but the other kid got sent to the office.
How stupid can that kid be?
Two days away from finishing summer school, and he might end up tossed out for doing something stupid.
Mark is fine, there's no cuts or marks on him, he was just super pissed off and I don't blame him.
I probably would have taken the thing and stabbed the kid in the neck with it.
enough money to need financial consolidation software, but at some point, between all the things I do, I hope to be rolling in it and need a way to keep track of incoming and outgoing money and time.
I may be taking part in something big, not totally sure yet, but it has the wheels turning anyway.
I'll keep you posted.
I'm up, just super stiff this morning. I must have slept funky or something.
I can barely move right now.
Just sorta sitting here waiting for my damn back to loosen up before I can get truly started on my day.
I just read this and it cracked me up.
Wish I had read it back when I was working, I so would have done a few of these at work.
Especially at Pier 1 when I worked there.
We were always doing silly fun stuff during down times, and some of these would have been hysterical to do.
20 WAYS TO MAINTAIN A HEALTHY LEVEL OF INSANITY
1. At lunch time, sit in your parked car with sunglasses on and point a hair dryer at passing cars. See if they slow down.
2. Page yourself over the intercom. Don't disguise your voice.
3. Every time someone asks you to do something, ask if they want fries with that.
4. Put your garbage can on your desk and label it "IN".
5. Put decaf in the coffee maker for 3 weeks. Once everyone has gotten over their caffeine addictions, switch to espresso.
6. In the memo field of all your checks, write "for smuggling diamonds".
7. Finish all your sentences with "in accordance with the prophecy".
8. Don't use any punctuation.
9. As often as possible, skip rather than walk.
10. Order a Diet Water whenever you go out to eat - with a serious face.
11. Specify that your drive-through order is "to go".
12. Sing along at the opera.
13. Put mosquito netting around your work area and play tropical sounds all day at work.
14. Go to a poetry recital and ask why the poems don't rhyme.
15. Five days in advance, tell your friends you can't attend their party because you're not in the mood.
16. Have your coworkers address you by your wrestling name, Rock Bottom.
17. When the money comes out the ATM, scream "I won! I won!"
18. When leaving the zoo, start running towards the parking lot yelling, "run for your lives, they're loose!!"
19. Tell your children over dinner "due to the economy, we are going to have to let one of you go."
20. And the final way to keep a healthy level of insanity . . . e-mail this to someone to make them smile. Its called therapy.
One of our summer shows, one that we all enjoy watching, is America's Got Talent.
We sit here and laugh, critique the performers, and just have a good time watching it.
One of my fave guys that has auditioned twice, been turned down twice, and is back tonight, is Leonid the magnificent pictured below.
I have a love hate relationship with the over 6ft tall Russian drag queen.
His act isn't very good at all, he dresses way, way, over the top, but his passion, his drive, his quest to achieve the American dream, is so awesome.
He wants it so bad, in his heart, he strives to be the best, he just wants to live the American dream so badly.
I can't wait to see him tonight and watch David Hasselhoff, an obvious hater of cross dressers, (last weeks Boy Shakira, had the Hoff so pissed off, he walked off stage) and he buzzed out someone else who was questionable, react to Leonid being back for the third time.
He hated him the first two seasons, he's gonna be pissed when he sees him back tonight.
But not me. I love Leonid's passion, even if his act sucks, I just love how much he wants to win.
EDIT* 9:04pm
As predicted, The Hoff walked off. He hates cross dressers and gays, it's so obvious.
But yeuss!
Leonid is through to Vegas!!
Remember when I posted about getting a free photo enlargement on canvas?
Well it's on it's way! I'm so excited! It will be here on Thursday!
This is the pic I chose to have enlarged.
Both my boys and my two nieces. I can't wait to see it!
Sebastian was on some forum that he hangs out on just now, and someone posted a link to buy swiss army watches.
Sebastian comes running out and tells me he wants one now.
I like them, they are really nice, good quality and all, but holy smokes, he'll be buying one of those himself when he gets a job.
And speaking of him getting a job, he put in an application the other day when we went to Publix.
Keep your fingers crossed he gets a job.
The food bills this summer are enormous.
Ugh.
I was so worried about Mark making it to school on time this morning, but he made it.
*phew*
I had 4 different alarms set. hahaha
I was seriously panicked about it.
Anyway, it's just a really quiet day here, and hot.
Ugh.
I went out to get the mail, and ick, it's just nasty hot out there today.
Blah.
I think I'm just gonna putter around the rest of the day.
Not much going on, the boys are being good, entertaining themselves, I'm doing good.
I was able to reschedule my doc appointment for this Thursday instead of 2 weeks from now.
I forgot how much stuff I have going on that weekend.
Later days.
I had a small basket of golf balls sitting on the floor in Sebastian's room. We were just gonna give them away at some point, none of us play golf.
Well, the kitten decided she was going to play with them.
I just got done cleaning up about 18 golf balls from around the house.
Grrr.
She looked at me all pissed off when I was putting them back in the basket and then put them in the closet.
Christine is in third, but only 89 votes away from the lead.
I know we can do this!
We have 2 days to get her to the winners circle. You can vote once a day, every day, so please go vote for Christine!
CTV.ca and the associated press, are reporting
Canadian pro wrestler Chris Benoit has been found dead at his suburban Atlanta home along with his wife Nancy and son, World Wrestling Entertainment said Monday.
There are no further details at this time, other than the Benoit family residence is currently being investigated by local authorities, the WWE said in a statement on its website.
I would hate to think this is a murder suicide, but it is very possible.
But whatever the case may be, it is a sad event and Benoit will be missed.
I watched him when I was a kid, and even now still, I would watch WWE on Friday night's.
What a tragic loss to the entertainment world.
Today is one of them.
This is slightly TMI, but I don't really care.
Long before my back surgery, my girly bits stopped being so girly all the time.
It came and went when it felt like it. Sometimes it seemed to just go away for long periods of time. (heh, punny)
After surgery, it came back when it wanted to again, but I noticed something different.
Never before in my life, had I suffered any kind of cycle induced cramping or other issues.
Now I do.
So today, not only do I have a massive migraine, I have my flow and a wicked lower backache.
Like OMGD I'm dying backache.
I am not pleased for sure.
Sebastian decided to cheer me up and do one of the cleaning projects.
It was to take every single one of my collection pieces off of the shelves, dust them off, and then clean all the shelves too.
It has been about 3 years since my shelves have been thoroughly cleaned.
He did a great job.
Some of the shelves though, appear to have some water stains on them. I have no idea how they got them, because there is no water stain on the ceiling above them, but it really looks like something was poured down, or sprayed on them, and it dripped.
So anyway, a few people had recently read my 100 things and noticed I collect Disney toys from McDonald's happy meals. I used to be able to collect more when the boys were small because then I could just order happy meals or an extra toy and nobody cared.
I try and order happy meals now, they look at me like I'm nuts.
But here's just a small sample, some of my fave ones.
My little mermaid stuff minus Ariel. I could never find her. No McD's in our area ever had any. I was, still am, quite sad about that. This group would be complete if she was in it.
And yes, that is a very large Ursula, my fave character, inside that box. It's a collector piece.
The Evil Queen/stepmother from Snow White, and a few ceramic pieces, plus some Micky bobbleheads.
The Hunchback of Notre Dame set.
Some ceramic coffee mugs, Evil Queen and Ursula, Sleeping Beauty fairies, and a sterling silver grouping of the Rats of Nimh, my Tree Tot I've had since I was like 4, and yes, Thing 1 and Thing 2 from The Cat in the Hat.
P.S. Please don't forget to go vote for Christine! Thanks!
What started off as a headache last night, has grown into a full blown migraine.
The light hurts, the noise from the AC hurts.
Ugh.
I have a lot to do today, and I will get it done, it's just going to be a slow process.
I did get Mark of to school on time today, but tomorrow is Tuesday, that's the day I saw in my dream, so I woke up with him this morning, and set the alarm for tomorrow morning already.
Not taking any chances.
I know, that sounds so weird, but people say dreams are sometimes premonitions, so I'm not gonna mess with it.
I set my cell alarm for 5:45 too.
Haha
I'm still a bit weirded out that it may indeed happen.
I can finally go to bed now.
Mark needed clean clothes for school, and waited till about 11:15 to tell me.
I love doing laundry so late at night. *eyeroll*
I'll get to emails and stuff tomorrow, I'm super tired right now, head still pounding.
Bah.
Later days.
I have the worst headache man.
It's killing me.
Gah.
And the noise from all the video games is just making me crazy.
Heck, my own fingers typing is making my head hurt.
I need to find the Tylenol and get to bed soon.
If I can.
I feel wide awake, but my head is telling me to lay down.
*sigh*
When sis came over to drop off the boys, I uploaded the pics, and then we went to publix.
I bought one of those new Swiffer extendable handle dusters, so I could dust all the fans and stuff.
When we were done and headed back to the car, I saw this Ford F150 king cab, with this huge set of truck racks, filled with surfboards.
About 6 guys hopped out of the cab, and another 4 from the bed.
All wearing wet suits and stuff.
Explained the surfboards at least.
I just though it was kinda cool how an item that is generally meant to carry tools and sheets of glass, was put to use carrying stuff for having fun.
The dishes are done, and the living room is totally dusted, dining room, kitchen, all cleaned up.
The whole back of the house still has to be done.
This house get so damn dusty, you wouldn't believe it.
I just dusted last week, and it's everywhere.
I mean, this house get so dusty, it's on the curtains.
??
So I have a plan.
The boys are going to help.
Every day this week, we will tackle one area of the house.
Just one area.
Right now, the video game area is in dire need of attention, but all the games and movies etc, are on really low shelves, so the boys are going to have to take care of that.
I need to go out and get one of those duster thingies though, like a swiffer duster with a long handle.
That should help.
None of us can reach the ceiling fans and stuff.
So anyway, the boys are leaving from Aunt Jo's house in a few minutes, they'll be home in about an hour or less, then they are going to clean that area, and then they can play.
Tomorrow, we'll do more stuff.
Slowly, this house will get dust free.
Sis is going to take me to the store when she gets here, and she took about 25 pictures of the boys for me to use for my canvas.
So when she gets here, I'm going to upload them straight off her camera, in supersize, find the best one, and send it in tonight.
Ok, off to clean the dust off of myself now.
Later days.
P.S. Vote for Christine!!
She is currently in a tie for 3rd place, but if everyone votes just once a day, every day, between now and the end of the contest on the 28th, we could totally help her win.
Please go vote for Christine to win the soda maker!
Thank you!!
I'm sure you've all heard by now that he (Bush) vetoed the stem cell research for embryonic cells again, and urges researching other lines, like adult stem cells.
He says he values human life, and pretty much every one who agrees with him on that, cites abortion as the reason why.
In the last few days, this debate was brought up in a few places I visit on line, and it got ugly, as it always does.
Lines drawn in the sand, people making accusations against one another, the word abortion tossed around as the reasoning for not using stem cells, and religion as the backbone for that side of the argument.
People were not interested in the scientific facts of when life begins, which the baby's heart takes it's first beat at day 18, and makes it's first brain wave pattern at day 40, they are staunch believers that life begins at the exact moment the egg is fertilized.
And I'm not saying they do not have the right to believe that way, they cite religion as the reason they are opposed to abortion and therefore embryonic cell use.
The embryos come from frozen, donated embryos, not from aborted fetuses.
But no one wants to hear that.
Life begins at conception they say, so even if it's a frozen embryo, it is life.
They say that even if the owners of the donated embryos, gave consent for them to be used for science, the embryo didn't.
The embryo can't because it is not a live being capable of making that decision, and will not be able to make that decision until day 40 when it's brain makes it's first wave pattern.
These embryos are frozen before the heart even makes it's first beat at day 18, so therefore, it is not alive and capable of any such decision at all, leaving the decision solely up to the owners who have donated it.
But then we always come back to abortion.
It will always come back around to abortion.
What I am going to say is going to offend and upset the religious right, the defenders of life who cite the bible as the reason they are against abortion.
I already know the arguments that will follow, because I've had this discussion multiple times now.
I know that the religious right are going to come in and say that the old testament was before, when God was a vengeful god, when he punished for every little thing, that he spoke in metaphors.
I hear that argument from the anti-abortion defenders all the time, the old testament doesn't count, he spoke in metaphors.
They say that the bible is not meant to be taken literally, yet this is the book they base their entire belief system on, so which is it?
Is it a true book, or is it a book we should not take seriously because he didn't mean the entire first half of it?
No wait, some stuff from the old testament is true, just not the parts where he's doing bad stuff.
My bad, forgive me.
I'm about to say some things that will anger people, so I'm putting them beneath the cut.
But I'm going to be firm on this and will hope that I can get a straight answer from anyone who wants to try to defend the old testament.
If the bible is true, then the entire bible is true.
There are no parts that are spoken in metaphors, there are no parts where what was said is not what is meant.
Either the entire bible is true, or none of it is true.
It cannot be both ways, it cannot be he spoke in metaphors, it cannot be he didn't mean what he said.
This book is the basis for billions of people believing in a God.
It either is, or isn't.
When people say that God and the bible are the reason for believing that abortion is wrong, then they obviously have not read the bible, or they think as I have stated above, that he spoke in metaphors, or he didn't mean these acts.
God is not pro-life.
Yes I now what comes now, the following bible verses.
One of the commandments, "thou shall not kill", and "I kneweth thou in the womb", and "When men strive together, and hurt a woman with child, so that there is a miscarriage, and yet no harm follows, the one who hurt her shall be fined, according as the woman"s husband shall lay upon; and he shall pay as the judges determine. If any harm follows, then you shall give life for life, eye for eye, tooth for tooth..." Exodus 21:22-24
Those are the basis for the religious anti-abortionists.
But what about these?
Hosea 9:11-16 Ephraim shall bring forth his children to the murderer. Give them, 0 Lord: what wilt thou give? Give them a miscarrying womb and dry breasts. . .Ephraim is smitten, their root is dried up, they shall bear no fruit: yea though they bring forth, yet will I slay even the beloved fruit of their womb.
That is a God condoned, and performed abortion in mass quantity.
Numbers 5:11-21 This is a brutal ritual that was done on a woman suspected of adultery. There was an induced abortion to rid her of the other man's child.
Numbers 31:17 Now therefore kill every male among the little ones, and kill every women that hath known man by lying with him.
This includes killing every woman who is pregnant, which is also murder of the fetus. Abortion.
Hosea 13:16 God promises to dash to pieces the infants of Samaria. their women with child shall be ripped up
Again, God kills the children, the unborn, and their pregnant mothers.
2 Kings 15:16 God allows the pregnant women of Tappuah to be ripped open.
God clearly allows yet again, more pregnant women to be ripped open (abortion) and then murdered.
These are true and real passages from the bible, which is the basis for the religious anti-abortionists stance.
They believe God is pro-life and he is the reason they are against abortion, yet we clearly see that God not only allowed people to perform abortions, he did them himself.
But I know, he was speaking in metaphors, he didn't mean it, the old testament doesn't count.
I know the arguments well.
But my stance is, either the bible is true, or it isn't.
You cannot pick and choose which parts are real, which parts are made up, and which parts you think he didn't really mean what he said.
The bible is the basis for billions of people to believe in God, they believe the bible is the true word of God, but only certain parts of it?
No, you can't have it both ways.
It is, or it isn't.
So if indeed the bible is the true word of God, and he himself performed abortions, then saying that God disapproves of abortion, is 100% false.
And another thing, the bible, the true word of God says this;
Romans 13: 1-7
Everyone must submit himself to the governing authorities, for there is no authority except that which god has established. The authorities that exist have been established by god. Consequently, he who rebels against the authority is rebelling against what god has instituted, and those who do so will bring judgment on themselves. For rulers hold no terror for those who do right, but those who do wrong. Do you want to be free from fear of the one in authority? Then do what is right and he shall commend you. For he is god's servant to do you good. But if you do wrong, be afraid, for he does not bear the sword for nothing. He is god's servant, an agent of wrath to bring punishment on the wrongdoer. There fore it is necessary to submit to the authorities, not only because of possible punishment but also because of conscience.
This is also why you pay taxes, for the authorities are god's servants, who give their full time to governing. Give everyone what you owe him: If you owe taxes, pay taxes, if revenue, then revenue; if respect, then respect; if honor, then honor.
It is the job of Christians to obey the laws. God has commanded them to NOT disobey, and the laws state that abortion is legal.
Now, maybe we can separate abortion from a frozen embryo, and get on with stem cell research .
What do you think?
*Bible verses and some quotes taken from Evil bible.com. The site is a bit harsh for most people, but the bible verses contained are true and actual verses as found in their respective chapters in the King James version.
I get a kick out of the weirdest things. Stuff that other people find ordinary, I find humor in.
I found some tonight.
I'd love to go into detail, but dammit, I can't.
But I can tell you I'm still sitting here smiling my ass off about it.
heh. heehehe.
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In other news, I'm wide awake, bored.
I keep getting up and cleaning here and there, been attempting to take care of every thing around here I said I was going to, but then I get bored.
It will all get done before the boys get home, right in time for them to mess it up again.
But at least I'll know it looked nice for an hour or so. Ha ha
Off to play again.
Later days.
To me, there is nothing more disgusting than seeing some chick bend over and seeing the dental floss between her ass cheeks.
I go on a hunt for comfortable, regular waist jeans every now and then, but usually give up in despair.
It's all about the low waist, thong showing jeans.
But I have found some regular waist ones, true religion jeans, seem to be mostly normal. They do have some low risers, but the Bobby- Dark Pony express ones look like they'd be ok.
I like the look of all of their jeans, good denim colors, looks like nice stitching, I'd have to try them on to know for sure.
Maybe before my trip in November, I'll pick up some new clothes for myself.
I had plans to do some shopping just for me with the money I won yesterday, but the boys informed me, they each need new shorts for summer.
They each only have one pair that fits.
Thanks guys for waiting to tell me that the other 10 pairs you each have, you grew out of 6 months ago.
I love it when they do that. *eyeroll*
Took me 3 days.
3 days of plunging, forcing hot water down it, drain cleaners, dissolvers, and more plunging.
But it's done now.
This household warrior has once again, saved the Cooper family from the evil that lurks in the pipes.
The hair clog from hell and I battled it out, but in the end, I beat that hairy monster and sent it into the prison of a 3 ply Glad extra strength garbage bag.
It shall never return.
But there will be more.
There's always more.
They start off as just one short hair going down the drain, catching hold of an old worn out piece of metal or plastic down in the darkness.
It waits and waits, till another hair comes along, and then it reaches out and grabs hold of it.
Together, they catch more lost hairs until they have saved all they can and there's nowhere to go.
Nothing coming down, nothing going out.
A stand still between man, and hair ball.
We shall meet again evil hair balls, and when we do, I shall defeat you again.
I am all alone and bored, so I decided to see what movies the xbox 360 had that I could rent.
I sign in, start searching through the marketplace, and all of the teens friends start sending messages, voice chat invites etc, for the boys to play games with them.
I put the headset on, thinking it would be easy to respond but no, I couldn't figure it out.
I got so frustrated just trying to look through the list of movies with all those *bwoop* *so and so's screen name wants to play* messages popping up, I gave up and signed out.
When the boys come home tomorrow, they're all gonna be like "dude, why didn't you fucking answer me man!?"
I can hear it now,
"Man, it wasn't me. My mom was trying to download a movie."
"Dude, your mom needs to learn how to use the xbox."
"Man, I know, but she's old. LOL"
"Dude, LOL"
It will be posted tomorrow, but I am laying the framework for it now.
I am extremely bothered that a small group of persons, are now turning their backs on someone they considered a friend.
Why?
Because she has a differing opinion.
That's it, she disagrees with them as individuals, not as a group.
But as a group, they have turned their backs.
I find this fascinating.
They loved her, considered her a dear, sweet friend, till they learned she holds a different opinion.
It's terribly sad really.
I learned of this because she asked me if I would still be her friend.
Even in text, I could tell that this upset her.
The loss of people she considered great friends over an opinion spoken respectively.
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Verizon fun time!
I got my bill today, and I'm so not complaining about the bill, it's $1.89, but I'm confused, and maybe one of you can figure this out.
"1. Qualifying long distance charges. $0.00
2. Shortfall charge $2.00
Your qualifying long distance charges this month are $0.00
When your long distance charges are less than $2.00, the Shortfall charge is the difference between those charges and is $2.00.
All long distance charges except for taxes and surcharges, are included."
I don't even have long distance service on my home phone, so how they they tell me that my qualifying long distance charges are $0.00, and therefore they can charge me $2.00?
If I don't have the service, how can they charge me for not making any qualifying calls on the long distance service?
A funny conversation I read on a forum this morning by a girl who says her rump is flat, and she wants a nice round booty.
Someone else recommended doing bun toning exercises, and someone else said "Get a pair of those padded panty things."
I kind of laughed, but she was serious.
She said she has used them before when she wanted her butt to look really good in a pair of jeans.
The flat butt girl asked where she could get some, and the panty user posted the link above.
I looked over the site, they have a ton of 'enhancement' products.
Interesting.
It's set on my cell phone, so I reached for it, and flipped it open and a quick close to turn it off.
But when I looked at the time and date, I thought it said 9am Tuesday, and my heart sank.
I raced to Mark's room to find him still asleep.
I started to cry.
9am? Tuesday? It's the last week of summer school and he can't be late or miss any days.
He almost made it, what?
How did this happen?!
I was panicking trying to recall why I hadn't set my bedside table clock for 5:45am.
Why didn't I do that?!
I had tears coming down my face, the thought of having to tell Mark that with only one week left to go, I screwed up, woke up late, and now he'd have to take these classes all over gain.
I ran back to my room, and grabbed my cell phone again, this has to be a mistake!
I couldn't have! I wouldn't have not set the big alarm!
I flipped it open and looked at it carefully.
6/23 Sat
9:03am.
Saturday? I looked again.
Oh that's right!
I ran back to Mark's room to laugh with him over my mistake, and he wasn't there.
It was all just a dream, the time, the day, the place.
I sat down on his bed, relieved that I hadn't missed it, that I hadn't over slept on one of the last days, of the last week of school.
I didn't know Dawg or his son Puppy Monster, but I knew of him from Mr. Fab.
Dawg lost his 5 year old son yesterday in a swimming pool accident.
This just breaks my heart.
I can, and cannot, imagine his grief.
I think it is every parents worst fear.
I "purchased" a few graphics, to help out, like this one.
You can "buy" a graphic too if you want, by going to Avitables' blog and learning about Dawg, and how people are coming together to show some love for Dawg and his beloved Puppy Monster.
*EDIT* 10:42Am Saturday.
So far, $1,100.00 has been raised. The goal of the purchases, (paypal no longer let's people do straight up donations) is to help Dawg and his wife out financially while they grieve.
They will obviously need to take time off of work, but the bills will still keep coming.
The loss of a child is something that no parent ever wants to face, and when the child is so young, it is even harder to deal with.
DJ (puppy montser) was just 5 years old. He was the light of Dawg's eyes, he starred next to his dad in his videos, Dawg wrote about him often.
If you can, swing by and buy a graphic from Avitable. (look up) They are only $5. That's it, just $5 to help this grieving family be able to grieve and take the time they need, and not have to worry so much about the bills that don't care about the loss of a loved one.
First, let me just say that 1408 is the fucking bomb of horror movies!
It is by far the best thriller/horror to be released in ages!
I will write my review in a few minutes, I literally just got in the door, ripped off my bra and jeans, (hey, no kids at home, I'm totally allowed to get close to naked) and then I checked my email.
I saw two payments in my account.
I was like huh?
Maybe they made a mistake I was thinking.
They did say earlier today, that they were having problems with paypal.
So I clicked each one, and lo and behold, I won this weeks banner drawing for $100!
Yee fucking haw!!!!
You guys absolutely rock my socks and all my other bits!
I 
you guys!
Ok, off to write my review, it'll be done in a bit, say like 10-15 minutes?
Ok cool.
What a great few weeks I'm having winning stuff.
The Police cd, the Eddie Bauer backpack, and now $100. I'm so totally loving the perks man...LoL
EDIT* 10:33pm
Review is done.
I'm finishing up getting ready. It's so hot out, so no makeup.
I hate that icky sweaty makeup feeling.
Thank goodness the theater is air conditioned man.
Dinner first, then the movie, them home.
I guess I should go finish getting ready now huh?
I was going through my feeds and came across a post by Marcus, which led to me a post by Laura, about her daughter getting a second degree burn from a plastic playground slide, not a metal one!
It looks so painful! Poor baby!
I remember going down the metal slides when I was a kid, and how hot those suckers were in the summer. So many kids got burned on those, and so they created safe slides made out of plastic.
But obviously, your kids can still get burned.
Tonight I'm going to see the movie 1408 at the 7:45 showing.
It's opening day, so I bought my tix on Fandango yesterday.
I hate getting to the theater and having the movie I want to see be sold out, and end up watching some p.o.s I was never interested in seeing.
The boys are busy all weekend, so I'll be heading to dinner tonight, then the movie, then I need to come home in case the boys call and need me.
Then tomorrow because they will be gone still, I'm spending the whole day and night doing a thorough clean of the house.
I'm going to cover every last inch of this place.
It's amazing how fast this plex gets dusty, I could literally dust every single day, and the next day it will be dusty again.
It drives me crazy!
But when I get back from the movie tonight, I'll be posting a full review over on Twisted Psycho.
I'm so totally excited!
I'm a HUGE King fan, and I love John Cusack. He's just awesome. He's the kind of guy I'd totally date.
Seriously.
I was looking for software to make my bookkeeping easier for my paid adverts and my jewelry biz, I need to find a way to organize it all and make it easier to manage. I came across this company, and checked it out.
With fixed asset accounting you can find the errors that cause miscalculations and mostly go unnoticed.
This company helps you get your assets off of spreadsheets, and make your accounting as simple as possible.
It's probably not a good fit for a company with less than 200 assets, but anything over that, this software can help you out a great deal, and increases your productivity.
It's obviously not or me, but I thought it was pretty cool.
I'm up, just surfing around, reading etc.
I am gonna eat something, surf, play, and then I'll come back here and do some stuff.
I like seeing how everyone else in before I start 'my' blogging day.
Later days.
I know I'm under a lot of stress when I start craving really rich, comfort foods.
It's almost 3am, and all I want is some super thick chili cheese nachos.
I have a voracious appetite right now, and I know it's because of the stress.
I can just eat and eat when I'm upset about stuff.
Very bad.
I am probably buying this book, Take Time for Your Life
It comes recommended from several people who have read it and say it helped them be more assertive in their lives, be able to take control of their lives and situations.
There are things about myself I need to work on, and some of them are how I allow others to treat me.
My kids often tell me I am too nice, but I was raised, and think, that being nice, being helpful and kind, will get you the same in return.
Karma basically.
I'm a firm believer in treating my fellow man with respect, and hopefully they will give you respect in return.
But it doesn't happen with me all the time.
People do not see, or ignore my personal boundaries. Maybe I do allow that to happen. I always thought I didn't, but I have noticed a lot recently, that my 'me' messages are being ignored.
The author says there are 7 obstacles that prevent people from living their lives how they would love to.
They are:
1. You think "selfish" is a dirty word. *this is me*
2. Your schedule does not reflect your priorities. *this is me*
3. You feel drained by people, places, and things. *this is me*
4. You feel trapped by money. *this is me*
5. Adrenaline has become your main source of fuel. *this is me*
6. You're missing a supportive community in your life. *this is me*
7. Your spiritual well-being gets last place in your busy life. *this is me*
The plan for overcoming these obstacles are:
1. Practicing extreme self-care. This means making time for yourself (just you, all by yourself) each and every week.
2. Setting priorities that are aligned with your true intentions and honoring them.
3. Identifying and eliminating what drains you. Remember all that "stuff" in your basement?
4. Investing in your financial health.
5. Using healthy fuel-kicking the adrenaline habit and fueling your body healthfully.
6. Building a soulful community of relationships
7. Attending to your spiritual well-being. This might mean mediation, prayer, yoga, or some other form of spiritual expression.
Those are steps I need to take as you can see, all the obstacles are marked by me.
I know I have things I need to do, but I have no idea how to do them.
I need better, more supportive, more understanding relationships in my life.
I so wish Shell and I lived closer, she knows me, gets me, understands my needs better than anyone else I've ever known.
I do have some great on line friendships who give me a lot of what I need, they know who they are, I stay in contact with them almost daily.
But I so wish Shell was here, or me there. I just can't take that cold Maine weather and that sucks so fucking bad.
I've been trying to write this post for close to an hour, you'll see the time stamp of when I started writing it. It's 12:42 now.
I have so much I want to say, need to say, but I don't know how.
It's funny to me.
Today I got called a rockin' girl blogger by two people who think I am amazing because I say what needs to be said, I stand up for things I believe in.
On another blog, I just got called a hero because I am standing up and saying what needs to be said, and here, in my own personal life, where I am wicked stressed out, I can't even bring myself to say what I need to say for myself.
I can't say the words that I need to say to bring myself the peace and solitude I need, all because I hate guilt, and hate hurting other people.
I allow it to take over me, and take on the feelings of others.
I have to stop this before it consumes me.
Both Belle and Skeet, have tagged me as a Rockin' girl blogger.
How cool, thanks!
I'm supposed to tag 5 more rocking girl bloggers, and I'll do my best to pick, but I know so many amazing women bloggers, it's almost impossible to narrow it down to just 5.
Please, take no offense if you don't see your name here, I think all the women on my blogroll rock.
Belle and Skeet of course.
Christine
Jules and my true BFF, Shell.
They rock for a multitude of reasons that I've shared with all of them personally since I've known them, I don't feel like I have to explain those reasons, they know I love them.
Is Premium dog food better for your dog?
Back when we were growing up, we had a lot of pets, lots of dogs, and we would buy those giant bags of dog food for them, don't recall the brands, but I don't even think they had the premium stuff back then and our dogs were ok.
But if you have a dog, is the premium stuff really better?
My sis is convinced that the ones she gets from the vet are better for her cat, and I did have to get a new brand for Kali because she's getting up there in age and needs more vitamins and stuff. It seems to be working, but when they are just young puppies, do you really have to put them on the better brands?
On Saturday night, a small group of us were sitting at a table outside, and one of the guys asked another, what was the first video you ever saw on Mtv (back when they actually played videos that is)?
John answered, The Dire Straits- Money for Nothing.
The questioner said the same thing.
They asked me.
Now, being that I am at least 10 years older than both of these guys, I said I watched Mtv begin, and somewhere either at my house or in my parents basement, or one of the upstairs closets of their house, is the entire first 24 hours of Mtv on 2 VHS tapes.
They said no way, like it was an impossibility, then asked what was that first video that ever played.
I said, "the Mtv logo began. The changing patterns of the Mtv in all the colors, and the moon guy, then 'Video Killed the Radio Star' came on."
One of the guys didn't believe me, I told him to go home and look it up.
The video wasn't that great, but it was truly the perfect song for the start of Mtv. From that day forward, music would never be the same.
If you turn on Mtv now, you barely see music videos at all, and if you do, it's the same 10-20 played on repeat all day long during their "shows".
So what was the first video you ever saw, and how old were you?
Mtv will be 26 years old on July 30th this year, I was 11 years old when this video changed the way we heard music.
P.S.
Adam Curry still looks the same as he did 26 years ago when Mtv started. He just wears glasses now. *wink*
I have a chipped front tooth, it's been this way for years now because other financial obligations have always come first, like family stuff.
When I finally had enough, or so I thought, to get this taken care of, I called a bunch of local dentists, and the prices were outrageous!
So I did some on line price shopping, and found a charlotte cosmetic dentist with low prices that I could actually afford.
But it's Charlotte.
I can't get there.
It's a total bummer too because I have the money for this at their prices, but can't get to them.
I wish my locals would lower their prices just a tad.
I know what people are going to say too, just use credit.
No thanks, don't have any first of all, and second, I firmly believe in you shouldn't buy what you can't afford to pay cash for, even for cosmetic stuff that would make you look and feel better.
I have a huge stack of emails and comments to get through, and I promise, I will get to them.
Skeet, I will get around to that thing you sent me, I just am in a bit of an epiphany.
I read something today that hit my very core, and since I read it this morning, I've been doing a lot of thinking about it.
I sometimes talk about the people in my life and how those interactions go.
Most recently, I discussed very privately a situation that is bothering me terribly.
But upon reading this thing this morning, I realized that I have allowed this behavior.
!!
I allowed it through a series of guilt, and feeling obliged, not wanting to hurt anyone's feelings.
In the process of that, I allowed myself to be hurt, to be guilted, to feel bad about things.
And now that I have come to this grand realization, I have no idea how to proceed.
I know that I can't allow it to continue because it is truly making me crazy, and at the same time, making me feel bad.
There's that damn guilt again!
But how do you go about laying down your rules, your wants, your needs, and not upset others?
We should come first, not in the selfish way of everything for me, me me, but in a way that shows we take pride in ourselves, in a way that says my needs are important to me above all else, and I need to make sure that those needs get met.
And I truly must do something soon, because the situation is escalating to a point that I have become uncomfortable.
I don't like being uncomfortable.
I don't like insecurity and excessive need.
So maybe on my walk to the corner store, I'll figure out just how to proceed with this, I know it must end, just not sure how.
We watched both movies instead of just the Hellraiser one.
The boys were curious about the Prophecy films, so now the other 2 in that series are on my Netflix.
We ended up having a long religious discussion, not about the movie contents itself, but of the actual prophecies that are stated in the bible.
This kind of stuff fascinates them.
We talked about the war in heaven over the monkeys, Lucifers fall from grace, the Grigori, and why they chose to fall.
It was an interesting discussion.
Then I got a call on my cell and right in the middle of it, the battery died.
Ooops.
I am usually so good about charging it up every two to three days.
Now I need to run to the store for stuff, but it's so hot out, I don't want to go.
No, not the grocery store, just 7-11.
We're on a horror movie kick, Hellraiser 3 and then the Prophecy.
We watched 1 &2 already, they asked for more, so as cheesy as they are, it's still good fun.
I think it may have been palmetto or a giant roach. We get them inside the house no matter how clean the house stays. It's an old house with lost of cracks, so lots of little things get in here.
The other night, I was sitting at my pc, and felt something on my leg.
It was a flying ant!
Lots of little critters get in, I just don't like them on me.
I live in old people capitol of the world as many of you who are long time readers know.
Sarasota is one of the top retirement locations around Florida.
Pretty much every where you go in this city, you will be outnumbered by them, it's just a fact I've grown used to.
Every time I go to Walgreen's, I always see a few seniors with some sort of tranquility diapers in their carts, under their arms, making their way to the registers.
When they see a young person, they do their best to hide them, because let's face it, the local teen thug population is a nasty little bunch. They tease, they steal from them, they knock them down.
I actually saw a teen one day knock an old woman's purchases from her arms, including a bag of these.
He tried to walk away, but I caught him and started yelling at him.
I made him go back and pick them up and apologize to her.
He did, and when he started to walk away, I said really loud, "as we come in, so we will go out! Someday, this will be you!"
The teens started laughing at him, his face got all red and he walked quickly to another aisle.
Mark asked me why I did that to the kid.
I said because it's the truth.
We come into the world wearing them, we're gonna go out the same way, that's just how life works. Punks think it's funny right now, but someday it will be them and with any luck, some punk will do it to that kid and he'll then know what it's like.
Pretty much the places and people I chat with on line, are all gone to bed, so I guess I'll be heading there myself in a few minutes.
I should at least try to get some sleep even though I have to be up in 3 hours with Mark.
Hopefully, there will be no crawly things on me tonight.
Last night, I was dead tired, almost asleep.
I feel my hair on my pillow moving a bit, thought maybe the fan was blowing it.
I reach up on my pillow where my hair is, and feel something bug like.
I was so sleepy, I didn't bother freaking out like I usually do, I just grabbed whatever it was, and threw it at the wall.
I heard it hit.
Uh yeah.
I didn't bother turning on any lights to see what it was either, just went to sleep.
I hope whatever it was, doesn't come back tonight to pay me back for throwing it against the wall.
I have visions of a bug going back and telling all it's bug brothers and sisters, and they are waiting for me tonight.
And it will have home theater seating, like stadium seats, but only way more comfy, like Lazy boy recliners.
Big huge fluffy chairs, next to each one, it's own small side table to set drinks and snacks on.
They will have extra features like massage and heating and cooling for the cushions.
Yes, I want seats that can either be warmed up or cooled down.
Warm for the winter, cool in the summer.
It would be the bizz-omb baby!
I could have movie watching parties and vending machines that won't cost anything, just push a button.
A hot dog steamer that can do multiple dogs at a time, a popcorn machine, a nacho and cheese machine too.
Yes, my home theater would be awesome, complete with the most kickass sound system and hi-def screen available.
This weeks topic is:
"Something I made that I was REALLY proud of, or Something I tried to make that didn't turn out quite right."
The very first piece of jewelry I ever made.
It took me about 6 different tries to get that piece the way I wanted it, but I finally got it right, and that started my little side business.
With each piece I made, I got better and better at it.
I haven't been able to get back to it again for quite some time, but it's like riding a bike, you never forget how to do it.
I actually have a bunch of beads I bought a few months ago, and the project is still in my head.
As soon as I can do it, I'll be making the bracelet and earring sets I have imagined for them.
I'm going to be receiving a free 16x20 photo enlargement on canvas, of a photo of my choice, simply by writing this post.
I'm so excited about this!
I looked over their site, and the canvases are beautiful!
My only problem is, which photo to send them.
I would love a really nice portrait style one of the boys to hang up, so I may get sis to take a nice pic of them to send in to have made into my canvas.
I'm going to look through my photos I already have and see if one is suitable to use now, and if not, I'll get a new pic taken to send in.
You need to check that site out, they are simply gorgeous!
I think something like this would make a great gift for grandparents, or new brides and grooms, a keepsake item to have and hand down, or just to display proudly in your home.
The prices are so very reasonable too, so when I get mine and check it out, I'll probably end up ordering two more for the grandparents to have too.
Christmas is coming, and they always ask for updated pics of the boys, so this would really make an awesome gift for them.
When I get mine, I'll be sure to take a pic of it and post it here so you all can see how good the quality is too.
Off to dig through my pics now!
Yesterday, I wrote about the girl I know who bought golf clubs to get closer to a guy, and asked you all if you had ever tried to like something just for that reason.
Well the local paper blogging section picked that up.
The Sarasota Herald Tribune linked and reposted my post.
Not sure why exactly, but it's cool.
I love the local linkage.
Thanks!
When I had the babies, I used to get those mailers for children insurance.
I pretty much ignored them at the time, didn't think the kids having life insurance was really necessary right then, but I wish I had done it.
They would be so far ahead of the game now at their ages.
But I did recently sign them up for some and am making the monthly payments on them.
They will have about 100,000 life insurance. That's not a lot, but it's not too bad either for how little my monthly premiums are.
This Sunday the 24th in Tampa, the Tampa Bay Derby Darlins, will be having an awesome match.
The Switchblade Sisters vs The Black Widows, and The Cigar City Mafia vs The Vice Grip Vixens!
It will be held at United Skates at 5121 N. Armenia Ave in Tampa.
$10 advance and $12 at the door.
Doors open at 5p, bout at 6pm.
Live music by Crooked Edge.
You can find out more about the event by checking out the Tampa Bay Derby Darlins website.
Not only is there a bout, but at 10pm, you can party with all the Derby Darlins at Bilmar Station on Hillsborough Ave.
These chicks are tough, they roll hard, play hard, and party hard after.
If you go, check out Punkins ass.
They use it for all their promotional posters and tag cards.
It's hot!
As she says, lots of skating = a healthy ass!
Apparently there were these words that are offensive.
* dead (4x)
* death (3x)
* suck (2x)
* pain (1x)
I'm shocked they didn't pick up the really nasty ones I just posted the other day. *wink*
Via Solonor
Sebastian was awake, said he'd be ready to go, but obviously he's not moving yet, so I decided to look at the lcd monitor I want to get eventually.
I'm saving money in various accounts for various things, and one of them is a nice new flat wide screen.
A friend of mine has a huge one and I absolutely loved the way it looked and worked.
It was just too cool.
I'll have to ask him the brand and model number, because every place I look, I don't recognize the one he has.
But it was so nice, had a variety of on screen functions that just blew me away. It can do the whole split screen thing on it's one screen, so you could have two different things going at once, without having the two monitor setup.
Sebastian and I are slowly getting ready to make a run to the store.
Anybody need anything? Hahaha
We forgot a few things I noticed, so it's back out to get them, and grab something for easy lunches.
Mark will be home in about an hour and a half, so he'll be hungry too, then he has to mow the lawn, an then I have work to take care of.
While we're gone, please go vote for Christine ok?
You can vote once a day, and it's a neat prize. I'd love to be able to make my own soda.
So many times I run out, and it's too late at night to go to the store, I could just make my own.
But I didn't enter the contest so my friend Christine should totally win it.
Make sure you have your speakers on, it's an audio recording from other people playing WoW while a kid gets reamed by his parents.
The kid is about 16-17 probably.
On Saturday night, one of the really young girls who came out with us, had a bit too much to drink, and she gets a bit honest when she drinks (like most people). One of her confessions was that she bought a set of golf clubs so the guy she likes can teach her to play, but also so she can get a little closer to the guy.
Have any of you gals ever done something like that? Maybe when you were younger?
Be "interested" in something because the guy you like is?
I recall doing it once or twice when I was about 17 I think. The guy liked some band that I really didn't, but I faked it, learned what I could, bought the latest cd, listened to it religiously just so I could say 'yeah man, this song, xxxx, is like so freaking awesome! I love this band!'
And then I learned he was a huge jerk.
So what about you?
The teens and I were eating dinner tonight, burgers and fries, when Mark brings up the subject of what he's supposed to do if he gets pulled over after getting his license.
He asked what his rights were.
I recalled seeing a video from a site called Flex your rights, about your rights in various situations involving the police.
Most people just submit to car searches, or house searches.
Did you know you have the right to say no?
It's your fourth amendment right to just say no to warrantless searches.
So I played the video for the boys.
It covers a few different topics, like your car, your home, if you are stopped while walking down the street to catch a bus or even just go to the store.
I plan on showing them the video again a few times as they each reach driving age and other things.
I think it's important, especially for teens, to know that they have rights.
To comply with being pulled over, to respect the officer, but also know that they have the right to not be illegally searched.
Most teen drivers get pulled over just because they are teens.
Heck, most adults don't even know that they can say no to the search.
"As a general rule, if a person consents to a warrantless search, the search automatically becomes reasonable and therefore legal. Consequently, whatever an officer finds during such a search can be used to convict the person."
"If, for any reason you don't want the officer digging through your belongings, you should refuse to consent by saying something like, "Officer, I know you want to do your job, but I do not consent to any searches of my private property." If the officer still proceeds to search you and finds illegal contraband, your attorney can argue that the contraband was discovered through an illegal search and hence should be thrown out of court.
You should never hesitate to assert your constitutional rights. Just say "no!"*
*Quoted from Flex Your Rights.
At first, she thought it was her power supply gone bad, but she changed it out, and it still was having the same problems. She ended up getting a tech on the phone and they said it sounded like a memory issue.
Sure enough, she installed some new Dell Memory and now her pc is working properly again.
But for about a whole month, she tried to find and resolve the issues on her own, she's pretty handy with computers, so when the last resort of the power supply wasn't it, she finally broke and called tech support.
Can you please go here and vote for Christine in this contest to win a soda maker?
Just a simple click is all you have to do.
It would be much appreciated.
Thank you!!
P.S. You can vote once a day till the contest ends, so please, purty please, vote for Christine.
This is for any locals who are interested in the Greenpeace efforts on global warming.
Here in Sarasota Greenpeace is working to educate and mobilize the
citizens to pressure Congressman Buchanan to become a leader on global
warming. We want him to co-sponsor the Safe Climate Act which increases
fuel economy standards and reduces global warming emissions by 80% by
2050. I have been out on the street getting postcards signed to mail to
the Congressman, holding meetings with environmental groups, giving
presentations and making alliances with business owners to show the
overwhelming support for global warming solutions. On July 1st we will
be having a rally outside the Congressman's office at 2pm to show him
how much the citizens of Sarasota care. The address is 235 N. Orange
Street and we'll have free organic Stop Global Warming T-shirts for all.
It will be a great, fun-filled, positive event for all to enjoy.
www.floridahotseat.org is my website will all the information.
Thanks to the great staff over at JLAforums, I have a link to some really good, hi-res pictures of the total loss Belvedere.
You can view the hi-res pics of the Belvedere at the JLAforums.
I can't really explain my fascination with this car.
It's not the time capsule or it's contents for me, it's the car.
I just really wanted this car to be ok.
When I first heard the story of it being buried, I was so hopeful even though I knew that back in 1957, they knew nothing about protecting the car, heck, they left the battery in it.
Anyone who knows anything about cars, knows that you never let a car sit for great periods of time with the battery in it.
But still, I was hopeful that it would be alright when they dug her up.
When I watched the video of them opening the vault and saw all that water, I knew she was gone.
I love old cars, I love the shape they had, the giant fins, the huge, thin steering wheels, the spacious seats, the slanted side windows.
It would have been so cool if she had not sustained that much damage, maybe just a little rust. The winner being able to do a little work on her and drive her even if it was just once around the block, before removing her battery and sending her off to a museum.
It's funny to me how the Egyptians knew how to preserve things. Thousands of years after they buried gold and precious metals, when dug up and brushed, wiped down, look as good today as the day they went in, and this beautiful car couldn't last 50 years.
*sigh*
But the cool thing about this story is that the teens and I have had a few talks about her and time capsules in general.
They are starting to get interested in cool, classic cars, and talked about how they would bury something so that in 100 years, it would be good as new on the day it was opened.
All kinds of crazy ideas, solid steel vaults, pressurized, climate controlled, drainage grates just in case any water somehow seeped in, with a way to quickly flush the water out ,and dry the vault using some sort of vacuum drying system, all sensor controlled and operated.
If a single drop of water landed on the floor, a detection system would be alerted, the grates would open, and the suction begin, as well as air being forced into the vault to quickly dry it out. The grates would then close, the vault would then be re-pressurized etc.
They had a lot of cool ideas.
But anyway, if interested, check out the JLAfourms for the pics, and thanks to Bobby at JLAforums for alerting me to the forums and pics.
They have a lot of cool forums over there, so I might swing by and check them all out.
He said they have close to 8.5 million topics, as well as over 500,000 photos and 1600+ songs, movies and videos.
Mark is at summer school of course, then sis calls, wants Sebastian to come hang out with the brother of the boy she takes care of.
They are friends, get along, so I say go young man! Get out of my house!
He laughs, takes a shower, packs some swim clothes and stuff, and leaves.
Ahhh silence.
The boy she takes care of has MS, and he just had corrective surgery on his legs and hips, so it's round the clock care at home for him, which leaves the brother bored and in need of a buddy.
Sebastian and him get along so well, you would think they had known each other their whole lives that first time they met.
I told sis any time this summer he wants a buddy, just call.
So she did.
At 9am.
Sebastian and I were zonked out cold, but eh, I'm up now, guess I can find stuff to do.
Later days!
There are some totally evil bloggers out there who charge people for leaving comments to get the back links and stuff.
It's just insane.
My jaw almost dropped when I read one such blogger and her tricks to remaining at the tops of people's my blog visitors lists, and how she charges for removing the nofollow from her comments on her ZERO page rank blog.
I'm just going to state it now, if that nasty, skeevy, evil cuntrag of a so called blogger with her ZERO page rank blog, ever posts, or tries to post a comment here, or tries any of her little tricks here, her blog, her name, and her ip will be forever banned.
Some people have a lot of fucking nerve doing the shit they do to make buck.
I can't believe people are dumb enough to pay for those links too.
I laughed at the stupidity of them.
Page rank zero back link for $10 each. *bwahahahahah*
Die in a fire bitch.
Video is here if embed doesn't show up.
I absolutely love this new video from Bat For Lashes, called What's a Girl to Do.
It's Donny Darko-esque.
I watched it and when the guys with masks popped out of nowhere, I backed up and watched it again.
It's a beautifully creepy video, a beautiful song.
I just love it.
Tell me what you think.
Ok so, that contest, yeah, doubt I'll do another one for a long, long time.
I mailed the packages, they were confirmed delivered, they didn't arrive.
Ok, I'm a woman/blogger of my word, I go out, re-purchase the items, resend the items from a different location, from a pak mail.
The pak mail guy had me set the items on tops of the addressed envelopes that I labeled.
He said he would pack them properly, that's his job, PAK mail.
Julie gets the book + earrings, Sanjay gets the dvd + earrings.
Guess what?
The items ended up at the wrong locations.
Oh, they each got a prize.
The wrong one.
Julie ended up with the dvd, and Sanjay ended up with the book.
Sanjay emailed me this afternoon.
I'm now going to be heading back out to buy the correct items, again, and mail them, again.
They both get to keep whatever they got, but I am going to make this right if it frigging kills me.
Off to email Julie and ask if she got the package and whether or not she still wants the book.
Oh, and a really simple, what should have been super duper simple blog review, has turned into another financial nightmare.
I can't even talk about that because if I do, I'll seriously be breaking some very serious confidentiality rules.
But let me tell ya, if I still had my private blog, you'd see so many damn F words you'd get down on your knees and say a million Hail Marys.
This has been a completely shitty day, I can't even begin to put it into words, but the incompetence of many people is grating on my very last nerve.
I'm ready to kill people.
I just don't want to deal with people today.
You ever run into someone who just always has to be right? Has to think that every one else is wrong, over reacting, being a baby?
Yeah, me too, and they irritate the crap outta me.
People think and have feelings, and maybe they don't always portray how they're feeling in the best way, but that is how they feel, and it's not right to discount them because you think their feelings are wrong.
I often feel like saying, 'oh so sorry we expressed ourselves. Next time we'll get your permission first before doing that'.
Anyway, I'm outta here for awhile.
I'm going to do laundry and dishes, play with my sims and stuff.
I just don't have the patience to deal with inadequacy and snotty people today.
This is The Zimmers, a group of old folks with a band. The average age is 78.
This made me smile so huge. I just loved this.
Go here for the weekly one, and click the button for the main page.
Kill two birds with one stone.
People asked to see the new hair, so here ya go.
Little more of it.
What would Sundays be like at my blog without a little religion?
The boys and I just got done watching the movie, The God Who Wasn't There
This movie asks the question of whether or not Jesus, and God, even existed at all.
By using a time line, it irreverently lays claim that Christ never existed.
Don't start yet, wait for it.
See, Jesus supposedly died around 33AD. The gospels were never written until about 40 years later, sometime around 70AD.
During those 40 years, Paul wrote some stuff, but the only mentions of Christ were his crucifixion, and resurrection, and ascension. There's no mention of his actual life, miracle works, the teachings, the temple, Pilate, the virgin birth, to Mary and Joseph, to Bethlehem, to Herod, to *any* words allegedly spoken by Jesus, to anything pertaining to Jesus' earthly ministry, none of the stories on the man himself, except for his death.
Then the gospels were written and they mention Paul, but Paul didn't know of Jesus except for his death?
That's odd.
There's no historical facts about the slaughter of the innocents either.
While this film will not turn any fundamentalist Christian into an atheist, it lays out the facts very well that Christ was a mythical God much like Oedipus and Dionysus, which if you ask most Christians, they have never even heard of, much less be able to make any comparisons to their lives, which by the way, are many.
The movie is quite funny in parts, the teens and I laughed at a lot of footage including some very early films from the 40's and even The Passion of the Christ
It must be the gore in the film.
I totally dug it too.
Flemming takes us to the school he grew up in and talks to the principal of that school. It's a Christian school, and it's obvious that Flemming needed to talk to that man and ask him why he would teach children that this is how the world really works (that you must believe, have a personal relationship with Christ, ask for forgiveness, or burn in hell) when he has absolutely no proof that it does.
I told the teens while this interview was going on to wait for it, any minute now, the principal is going to say "this interview is over."
It happened rather quickly, with the principal saying Flemming was dishonest when he asked for an interview.
Flemming asked him in an email if he could come back as a former student, and ask about the education that the students at the school received.
He was not dishonest. That was what he was asking.
He wanted to know why this school taught kids these things without any proof at all, and the principals answer was of course, the one we always hear.
"We don't have any, we have faith."
There were DVD extras including extended length interviews with all the people, writers, scholars he spoke to, and the links to all their websites.
One such website is called Rapture Letters.
After the rapture, there will be a lot of speculation as to why millions of people have
just disappeared. Unfortunately, after the rapture, only non believers will be left to come up with answers. You probably have family and friends that you have witnessed to and they just won't listen. After the rapture they probably will, but who will tell them?We have written a computer program to do just that. It will send an Electronic Message (e-mail) to whomever you want after the rapture has taken place, and you and I have been taken to heaven.
How is this accomplished, you might ask. It's a dead man switch that will automatically send the emails when it is not reset.
In closing, The God Who Wasn't There, is a very good film, any atheist will get a kick out of it, and be nodding along at all the scientific and historical data presented within it, but I doubt it will turn any true believers into rational thinkers.
Last night was super fun as always. The Tampa crew certainly knows how to have a blast.
We went to the Crowbar in Ybor City, which is slowly degrading into a mess.
I'm glad the TPD was out in force letting these hood rats know they don't own Ybor.
But anyway, Crowbar is actually pretty cool.
It was dead as a doornail when we arrived, but very quickly picked up.
It was karaoke night, and a few local celebs made some appearances, as well as a comedian from Corpus Christi Texas.
Spyder from Psykill, sang several songs. He's an amazingly good singer, many people didn't know who he was, and I just laughed every time one of the drunks I was with said, "Wow, he sings really good. Why's his name Spyder?"
Hahahah
You poor things. You need to get out of the dance clubs, and hit a few local shows once in awhile. *wink*
Fisher from 97x came along with pretty much the entire morning crew, and brought comedian Steve Trevino from Corpus Christi Texas, up on stage to sing a song too.
That of course then turned crazy as Steve picked a girl from the bar goers, to sit on a stool and get a lap dance by Mongo, whom I think came with 97x or Steve Trevino.
Mongo had a sweet bod ladies, and one of our very own drunken cohorts was the lucky gal pulled to the stage for this dance.
There are incriminating photos of the event, but I shall spare her and not post them here.
Steve also talked a few drunken women from the bar crowd to do a body shot off of Mongo.
Some chick named Michelle was uh, I guess, the best body licker, if that's how you determine a winner.
Good job Michelle, you showed Tampa how well you can lick. What an honor. *heh*
Several people from our group did some singing.
Francis has a great voice, sang some country song, "Picture", the duet with Kid Rock and Sheryl Crow, but did really good at it.
Then the group of young girls pretty much yelled through their songs.
Push it, by Salt n' Pepa, and some other one I didn't pay attention to, and then a whole bunch of the druken cohorts, slaughtered Bohemian Rhapsody.
Killed it. And when I say killed, I don't mean the slang for killed which means good, I mean actually killed the song.
Damn.
There's this thing called singing that you do with songs. You should never be screaming into a microphone.
It's vomit inducing, ear bleeding, pain to the death.
Thanks for the headache ladies.
Much appreciated.
Then we all headed for pizza after closing crowbar down, with Spyder and Mike singing Steel Dragons just for Jerm.
I'm glad the DJ got around to that one finally. I thought Jerm was gonna cry if nobody sang it.
Great song.
We all die young.
Jimmy and I headed back to his place and crashed out till about 10:30 or so.
Sat around and talked, drove to McD's for some food, and came home where I slept from about 1:30 to 5:30.
I was super tired, but it was a massively fun night with the crowd.
Will post a pic tomorrow.
I super lightened a few sections, then let some get just barely light by only putting on a small amount on those sections.
Then I left a lot of it the color it was, because it was a nice deep auburn color.
So, my hair is multi-toned...hahahaha
I need to start getting dressed and stuff, Jimmy will be here around 8-8:30.
Hope to have a ton of fun tonight, I need to just play tonight.
They have karaoke. No, I don't do karaoke, but many of my drunken cohorts do it all the time so this should be interesting.
Hope you all have a great night!
Thanks to Kate over at Electric Venom, I have the coolest FF plugin ever now.
Kate just posted some of her most fave FF plugins, and one that was called Morning Coffee which loads all your fave sites in separate tabs all at once when you click just one button every morning, a coffee cup.
So I loaded up all the sites I check every single morning, chose the order to open them in, and voila, now all my must check sites are ready to go every single morning while I sip on my coffee diet pepsi.
Thanks Kate!
Never thought that saying would ever become a bi-monthly ritual around these parts, but sadly, age is creeping up on me.
I'm nearing 40, *gasp!* Well, I'll be 38 next March, but what is the deal with the grays coming in faster and faster these days?
In about 45 minutes, my hair will be free from gray, a much lighter shade, and more damaged.
I love hair dye.
It's a beautiful thing.
They have posted the pictures of the Belvedere and it's time capsule contents.
The car really is a complete and total loss. How sad.
But the contents of the capsule looks as good and as new, as the day they were placed inside.
The house needs to be cleaned, I never got around to dying my hair yesterday, I have dishes to do, need to make sure the teens have enough stuff to munch on, things to do, finish the laundry, and help a friend who is coming over in like an hour and a half, and a whole bunch of other stuff.
The problem is I'm exhausted.
I could have slept till noon but I got up at 9am to get started on it all, but I'm still sitting here because I'm so tired. *hahaha*
I also have a ton of emails to get to, I didn't forget you, just got very busy taking care of other emails and stuff.
Gah.
I best get cracking.
My friend Marcus reviewed my site tonight, and he pointed out some things that probably irritate others.
The only other negative thing I can say is that navigation seems difficult and that really might be my fault. I scrolled all the way to the bottom looking for a "next" or "previous" links but didn't see them. Instead there was a calendar. I clicked on a previous day but came to a single post when I was expecting to see all of the posts for that day. Like I said, minor issues.
Instead, if you want to read archives, you would need to either read by category or month.
Those links are near the bottom of my sidebar, and I admit the monthly one is getting a bit long, but due to a company I write for requesting that it not be in a drop down menu or on a separate page, the list just grows longer and longer.
The calendar he mentions, doesn't work right, never has, thanks for the reminder to remove it.
I kept meaning to, but forgot.
I'm sure a lot of people wondered how to read older posts, and so there ya go. You have to scroll down and pick a month or a category.
Thanks for the great review Marcus. Feedback is always useful because it helps us see the areas we need to improve upon.
Life insurance that is.
What I would need in order to get any is no exam life insurance, because of all my various health issues.
I'd be hard pressed to find any company that would just let me buy some. They'd take one look at my health records, and laugh me straight out of the office.
But at some point, I'm going to need to buy some.
Time to start searching for companies who don't ask any health related questions.
Doh! I kept forgetting to post these.
Here he is before;
And here he is after;
I think he looks so much better.
He just let his hair grow and grow, it was like some sloppy 70's hair style.
Watching it live right now, the car, the 1957 Plymouth Belvedere, is completely rusted out, but the contents of the time capsule are in perfect condition.
The Schlitz beer from the trunk, had somehow made it's way through the car, all the way into the front seat. *hahahah*
It's just such an interesting story. I find it so fascinating to watch this.
The car really is rusted out completely, but all the contents of the capsule are in excellent condition including an American flag from 1957 when we only had 46 states in the union.
They found many more artifacts in the capsule than they actually knew were in there.
They found things inside the glove box, and the backseat, including tins containing film reels.
They have taken pictures of every thing as they took them out of the car, and I hope they put them on the website, buriedcar.com.
You can see the current photo album here at buriedcar.myphotoalbum.com.
I want to see them up close, but because it's a live event, they are going through them rather quickly.
Tulsa - The time capsule meant to withstand a nuclear attack and keep a 1957 Plymouth Belvedere in good condition for 50 years apparently didn't do such a good job. And, now many people are wondering if the same fate awaits another Tulsa time capsule that was put in the ground less than ten years ago.
A 300-thousand-dollar prototype of the 1998 Plymouth Prowler was buried in a time capsule at Centennial Park on 6th Street in January 1998 to commemorate Tulsa's 100th birthday. It is expected to be unearthed in 2048.
But, now that the 1957 time capsule has obviously succumbed to the pressures of Mother Nature, will its younger sister suffer the same fate? It's unlikely. The 1998 vault was made out of aluminum, not concrete like its predecessor. And, the specially-designed capsule is pressurized to make sure the car comes out in mint condition.I wonder why they keep burying cars? I mean, time capsules are cool and all, but why a 300 hundred thousand dollar car? Not sure I'll be around in 2048, but it would be another cool car unearthing, especially since it's vault is much better deigned.
The buried alive 1957 Plymouth Belvedere, was unearthed today at 1:30pm.
The car is still sealed in it's protective layers of plastic, of mud-caked protective material, that had been vacuum sealed.
Click for bigger.
Thursday afternoon, legendary hot rod builder Boyd Coddington inspected the vault and what he was able to see of the car with his crew.The task will fall to Coddington, host of the TV series American Hot Rod on The Learning Channel, to try to start the thing up at a ceremony Thursday evening. Tens of thousands of tickets were sold for the event.
"We're optimistic,"' Coddington said. `"I'm really concerned about the rust on the bottom of the car"''
"The Buried Car & What's Inside" Friday evening at 7 o'clock. The unveiling can also be seen live, streaming on the internet at kotv.com.
I'll be watching, I'm dying to know how the car held up.
Yup, $31.60 to get a 3 page letter notarized, and 2 packages mailed priority mail.
In priority mail envelopes.
Gah.
But pak mail actually delivers the mail, so I had to do it that way.
When I held my contest, I mailed out the winners prizes directly from the post office. I had delivery confirmation on both of them.
I checked about a week and a half later, they said they were delivered, so I assumed the winners had them.
A few days ago, Sanjay, the gal who won the dvd, emailed me to let me know she never got it.
Ugh.
This is not the first time I have mailed stuff out only to have the recipient email me later on to tell me they didn't get it. Even with dc, somehow my packages do not reach their destination when I use the post office.
I just naturally assumed that Jules did not get hers either, so I went out and bought another copy of the dvd and the book, and just priority mailed them from pak mail this morning before my grocery shopping.
Yes, it cost me twice as much now, but I'm sure the packages will actually make it this time.
Because of this very long delay, I included with their prizes, a pair of my handmade earrings each.
They both received a pair of these but different colors. One amber set, one blue.
I cannot say sorry enough. I feel terrible that they didn't get their prizes, so I threw those in as my apology.
Please email me when you get them, if you get them.
I always make it right if it's possible to do so.
_____________
I did really good shopping today.
They had an awesome buy 1 get 1 going on, on the products I usually buy, so all totaled, only $157.89.
Not too bad.
Then Sebastian and I came back, put it all away, and now we're just chilling.
I did get some fresh corn on the cob too. It smelled so sweet, I couldn't resist even though corn on the cob always gets stuck in my teeth.
So for tonight's dinner, I'm thinking of making some small steaks, the corn, and some Hawaiian rolls.
Yummy.
Later days.
I need to go out and do the grocery shopping, but first, I have to clean out the fridge of the offending leftovers, stale items etc.
I also need to stop and get that damn paper notarized and mailed out, along with some other mail.
Then I need to come home, put the food away, do the dishes, clean the house, dye my hair, (too many grays now) and then attend to business.
I just don't have it in me to get up and go just yet.
*sigh*
I just spent about an hour filling out paper work and writing a letter stating my plea, and I was getting ready to stuff it in the envelope when I noticed, this must be notarized before sending.
Ugh.
Sis is not in the area this week, so getting it notarized for free at the CU is out. I'm going to have to go to pak mail where they charge upwards of $20 to get something notarized.
I hate them.
They once charged me $8 to fax a single page within the state, and they also charged me $16 to mail a package, standard mail, in state. It weighed less than 6 ounces.
Grrr.
Two young boys walked into a pharmacy one day, picked out a box of Tampax and proceeded to the checkout counter. The man at the counter asked the older boy, "Son, how old are you?" "Five", the boy replied. The man continued, "Do you know how these are used?" The boy replied, "Not exactly, but they aren't for me. They are for him. He's my brother. He's four. We saw on TV that if you use these you would be able to swim and ride a bike. "He can't do either one."
I have been trying to find the boys some new kids bedding that they like.
They are still into things like Star Wars and stuff like that, so I was looking at twin sets for them to have on their beds.
They desperately need new stuff.
So I asked Mark to help me pick out the new stuff he wants, and he said no.
Me: "What do you mean no?"
Mark: "I mean no, I don't want new stuff. I love my blanket and sheets. they're perfectly worn in."
Me: But Mark, your blanket is falling apart, it's old, faded, ugly."
Mark: "But I love it, it's comfy. I won't use the new stuff. Remember those sheets we got for xmas? Here they are." *holds up sheet set still in package*
Me: "sigh"
I'm obviously just going to have to get new stuff and toss out the old when they aren't around.
It's disgusting really. It's smelly no matter how many times I watch it, and just hideous to look at.
You will be able to watch them publicly unveil the car and it's contents tomorrow night on a Tulsa local news station website.
When the vault was opened yesterday, it was full of water.
The story of the car can be found here.
I am still hoping that the car is in ok condition. It was wrapped in several layers of plastic which was vacuum sealed as best they could do, and hopefully, the contents of the time capsule in the trunk held up ok.
It contained;
The contents of a women's purse, including bobby pins, a bottle of tranquilizers, cigarettes and an unpaid parking ticket, were added to the glove compartment of the car shortly before burial.
Other items included in the time capsule were:
* 10 gallons of gasoline and 5 quarts of oil
* A Douglas Aircraft Co. aerial map of airport facilities and legend
* Statement from Tulsa council of Churches and prayer for greatest good next 50 years a recently completed history of churches in Tulsa and a directory of the present churches
* Statement from board of education - historical data related to 50 years of education in Tulsa and copies of "School Life" all-high school publication issued by Tulsa high schools each month
* Statements from Mayor and Chamber of Commerce officials
* Flags which have been flown over the national capitol, state capitol and in the county and city
* Other aerial photos of the area
* Statement from Tulsa Trades and Labor Council
* Statements from all former mayors of the city - their record of service and civic accomplishments in the city, state and nationally.
It also has a $100 savings bond that has accrued in value since then.
I'll be watching tonight as I'm super curious to see how the car itself held up.
It would be so cool if it was in pretty good condition with only minor rust damage. I'm sure the engine block is fried, all that water, but maybe the body will be ok.
*I goofed up and thought today was Friday. Duh-er
I'm not sure who was the last one in the dryer yesterday, but someone in this house closed the door without checking it first.
Kali, my big fluffy princess cat, likes to sleep in the laundry. Whether it's the dirty clothes basket, a pile of clean folded clothes on top of the dryer, or in it.
Mark woke me up in a panic this morning after I had woken him up for school already and gone back to bed.
He could hear Kali crying, it sounded like she was outside.
We both ran outside, checked the bushes near his bedroom window, and that's when I heard her.
Through the outside dryer vent.
"Mark! The dryer!" and off he ran back into the house to open the door.
I came back in the house to a very frightened, but appreciative Kali, freed from her dryer prison.
I have no idea how long she had been in there, the last time I saw her yesterday, was around 4pm, asleep in the dirty clothes basket.
There were clean towels in the dryer not yet folded and put away, and I know both boys took showers yesterday after we returned from the store. It was so hot out, they needed to cool off and wash the sweat off.
So at some point, the dryer door was opened to fetch a new towel, and then closed without checking to see if she had crawled in there.
All I could picture in my kitty loving head, was me not checking it before throwing more wet clothes in, and turning it on.
I almost cried at the thought, so I grabbed Kali up off the floor and took her to my room where I just cuddled and pet her for the next hour.
She was so happy to be out of there, she was purring so loud, my whole bed was vibrating, and she kept licking my hand and almost removed a layer or two of skin in the process with her gritty sandpaper tongue.
I just spent the last hour or so, downloading some new home furniture for my Sims.
Yes, I spent a lot of time, downloading furniture, for my Sims.
I'm addicted.
But! In my defense, the furniture was ultra cool like the stuff on the site linked above.
I got 3 new living room sets, 1 black leather, 1 a beige linen set, and the other, a white modern set. Very futuristic looking.
I also downloaded several new community lots for Open for Business. A farmers market complete with all kinds of things you'd find at a real farmers market, and a huge store/restaurant. Kinda like a mall.
Now I need to fire up the Sims and see how they like the new digs.
And Renata and Sam, ended up accidentally adopting a little girl when they called the adoption agency to remove the baby they didn't want.
Apparently, the agency only works one way.
Rotten EA game developers!
Just include birth control in the next patch update, and you won't have a need for an adoption agency!
looking too good for the car that was buried alive.
News article.
about to eat lunch and watch Apocolypto with the teens.
Got my new antibiotics, not keflex this time, and all the stuff needed from the store.
I need to rest now.
But I just wanted to say thanks to someone out there, she knows who she is. *wink*
Thank you for finally seeing the truth.
People surprise me every day, and to see this woman finally see the light and acknowledge it, I appreciate it.
I laughed at him.
I couldn't help it. I told him, dude, I'm 18 years older than you, my youngest son is only 3 years younger than you, while the compliment is totally rockin', this would never work out.
Then I went about my business totally laughing about it.
I have no idea if he was gonna say anything else, I just walked away.
I'm such a horrid bitch sometimes.
Hahaha.
I'm wide awake, jut goofing off mostly, I paid all my bills, ate the most awesome cinnamon roll ever.
Krispy kreme rules.
I have a ton of paperwork to deal with tomorrow. I kept putting it off but obviously I need to take care of it all.
Why can't every thing just be done online these days?
It'd be so much easier.
I have a stack of dishes to contend with, some grocery shopping to do, and plans to arrange with friends for this weekend.
I guess I'm headed to Tampa if I feel better.
I got the "your appearance is requested" shit from a few people, so I guess if I can make it, I better go.
Funny people, crazy fun, love them.
I should probably attempt sleep at some point so I can actually do everything that needs to be done tomorrow, but I'm just not tired.
It's been a long, stressful day man.
First, the new antibiotics are going to have to be changed, it appears to be a generic of keflex which I can't take. That shit makes me sicker than anything.
Walgreen's no longer writes on their bottles what the generic is a substitute for, I came home and looked it up. keflex! No can do.
So I'll be calling again in the morning to get that changed.
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Then I had some paid blogging drama.
I hate that.
If I had known what was happening, I wouldn't have been quite so upset, and while I'd love to go into details, I really can't.
But I will say, it's not what I originally agreed to, so I'm a bit miffed about some new stuff.
Cass, 5, 748 now. *wink*
And while some others may not find this issue a big deal, I think it's a huge deal and so do others.
I don't like being walked on thanks very much.
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I think I'm going to fire up my Sims and just go get lost in Simworld for a few hours.
The fake people at least don't lie to you.
I have to go out, down to Walgreen's, pick up my script for antibiotics, and it's 86 degrees out there, humidity at 57%, and a wicked t-storm on the way.
What joy.
What fun.
I hate summer in Florida man.
They called in a script for antibiotics, I have an infection, so we need to get that cleared up. I've basically been laying around all morning with the occasional pop on to read stuff, now I need to head out for awhile in the heat.
Blah.
Later days.
A 1957 Plymouth Belvedere was buried on June 15th 1957, and is going to be unearthed on June 15th 2007, this Friday.
When the 1957 Plymouth Belvedere was buried, Tulsarama! organizers had a contest that would award the automobile to the person who guessed nearest to Tulsa's population in 2007. Guesses were microfilmed and are sealed in the vault.After the car is unearthed, members of the JD Young Co. will process the guesses and the Tulsa World will publish them on this Web site. If the person who wins is not living, the award goes to the heirs, along with the proceeds from a $100 savings account.
"While some lucky person may (or may not) win a brand new 1957 Plymouth in the year 2007, the winner has several other prizes to look forward to, among them a $100 trust fund accruing interest until the year 2007. Included with the Plymouth is a 5 gallon can of gasoline, a jar of Oklahoma crude oil, and in the glovebox, fourteen bobby pins, a ladies compact plastic rain cap, several combs, a tube of lipstick, pack of gum, facial tissues $2.73 in bills and coins and a pack of cigarettes with matches - all items that might have been found in a woman's purse circa 1957,The car's glove compartment contains two other interesting items: a parking ticket (unpaid!) and a boftle of tranquilizers. Depending an the Belvedere's condition, the tranquilizers may be the most important part of the package."
This is really kind of cool. It will be interesting to see how the car has held up, and I hope they didn't leave the battery in it. *wink*
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I keep a list of daily to do's right at my desk. I add and cross off things as I go.
I also keep that list on my google calendar, so if I miss something on the list, i know that I can just peek at my calendar and get it done.
I'm back home from the xrays, they said nothing looks busted out, but that the muscle tissue is definitely inflamed and bruised, so they took blood and urine samples to see if there's an infection of some kind going on.
I had a great tech, she said that it is possible to get an infection around the rods even so long after the surgery from some other infection I might have going on in my body.
With me being sick so often and them not knowing what causes that, it is possible that the stomach problems are causing an infection to appear elsewhere in my body.
I hate that I have so many problems and such with my health, it isn't any fun at all, but it really bothers me when I get emails from people who have no idea what my health is like, or all the problems I had with my spine, telling me "it's ridiculous."
There are people who know what I went through, my family, friends, people who have been reading me for years now, who know what type of problems the scoli caused me, so when a new reader comes along and sees one post, not knowing anything else about me, but feels that I'm being ridiculous, well, I get a little bitchy.
I basically told this person to shut the fuck up.
In case she decides to come back here, let me lay it out.
I had a 75 degree curve from T-3 to S-1. I have two titanium rods and 30 pedicule screws holding it all in place.
I have 2, 4 inch screws in each of my hip bones to stabilize the whole contraption.
I can not bend at the waist, all movements are done from the legs, I can not just turn my head and look at things, I have to turn all the way around.
I was fused from T-3 to S-1. I have 6 brand new, man made discs in my lower back, my nerves had to be re-routed, some of those nerves were completely dead from being pinched off for so many years. I lost most of the feeling in my left leg due to the nerves being screwed up like that.
I have no sense of touch in the majority of my back and left leg.
I can scratch an itch, and not feel my own hand scratching it.
My lower left portion of my stomach, has no feeling at all.
Since the surgery, I have been getting sick off and on, and the doctors can not figure out why.
I have loss of mobility in my left leg. I can not lift it, or cross my left leg over my right.
These were all things that were discussed prior to the surgery as possibilities, but they are an issue.
75% of my pre-surgery pain is gone, but the pain I am still in is pain I wouldn't wish on anybody.
I will be on medication for the rest of my life, not something I was happy to hear.
I wanted the surgery to correct the pain, and while it fixed a lot of it, I am left with pain still.
So to others, it may be ridiculous when I post that I am in pain, but to me and those who know me and what I have been through and still go through, it's not ridiculous, it's part of my every day life.
And this is also a blog for those of you coming from google searches. A blog is a journal, an ongoing diary if you will.
I write about my life on this thing, and my back and pain, is part of that life.
This is what the top of my scar looks like this morning. I know it's kind of hard to see, but the entire area is black, blue, red and purple.
It was hurting this morning, so I asked Sebastian to take a look. He said it was all black and blue. I asked him to touch where it was.
When he ran his finger round the area, it felt like he was cutting into my skin with a knife.
Mark then looked at it and said the same thing. I looked at it in the mirror and saw all the colors, so I called my surgeons answering service and they finally called me back.
They said to keep it easy for the rest of the day, and they are faxing an order for xrays to SMH for me to go in the morning.
I didn't do anything out of the ordinary last night or yesterday. No heavy lifting, no odd movements.
It hurts man. :(
There is no excuse for deceiving children. And when, as must happen in conventional families, they find that their parents have lied, they lose confidence in them and feel justified in lying to them.
-- Bertrand Russell, Our Sexual Ethics (1936)
The fact that an opinion has been widely held is no evidence that it is not utterly absurd; indeed, in view of the silliness of the majority of mankind, a widespread belief is more likely to be foolish than sensible.
-- Bertrand Russell, "Christian Ethics" from Marriage and Morals (1950), quoted from James A Haught, ed., 2000 Years of Disbelief
If fifty million people say a foolish thing, it's still a foolish thing.
-- Bertrand Russell (attributed: source unknown)
I've been checking out Sims 2 Open For Business most of the night, and it's hard man.
It's fun, but it's hard.
Anyway, one of the cool things that has been missing since Sims 2 came out, is the Servo robot we used to have in version 1.
In Sims 2 OFB, he's back, except you have to make him. Her. I mean, you can now make Servo male or female, and it now has Sim abilities.
It is basically a member of your Sim family once you create it.
Here's something I read just now while looking up some OFB things so I could try to make it easier to play.
Servo can now flirt, fall in love, get married, and... well... Woo Hoo with a Sim. If that doesn't make your skin crawl, nothing will. The only thing a Servo can't do is have children. (By the way, Sims get special memories if they Woo Hoo with a Servo, simply because they claim it's "really exciting Woo Hooing with a robot. Weird.)
I haven't done this yet as I didn't even know Servo was back until I just read the walkthrough.
But I plan on building the Servo on my next game play, and then "testing" it out.
Hee hee.
And speaking of Sim sex, I have a couple, Sam and Renata Hunter, who are goal oriented, they did not want children, but the creators of the Sims 2 did not invent birth control. (tsk tsk)
Anyway, a side effect of your Sims fucking around in the elevator, is a greater chance at getting knocked up.
Renata is now walking around with a thought bubble that contains a pacifier and a question mark, then she runs to the bathroom to hurl.
I am not pleased with this development.
I am wondering if Sims can fall down stairs and get "hurt" in any way.
Now please, don't send me emails or leave comments about how I'm wanting to try and kill off the Sim fetus. If EA Games had just invented a way for Sims to not get pregnant, I wouldn't be having these thoughts.
Sam is a high ranking military officer, and Renata owns a successful beauty salon and specialty gift store.
Goal oriented, they want success and money. That's what I chose for them as their life aspirations.
A baby is going to fuck this shit up.
My other families have the family aspiration, they want Sim kids.
Renata has this very worried look on her face all the time now too.
I don't think she's pleased with the possibility of being with Sim child.
I need to go check out some Sim forums and find out if it's possible to end the Sim pregnancy, or if we can place the child up for adoption.
Hey, adoption is an option if it's game do-able.
Later days.
was a letter from the water company telling me that I needed to go out and clean off the yard markers for the water meters.
There are three of them there on my property, but only one of them is mine.
We keep the grass mowed over all of them, we keep the trash off of them, but no way am I going to go out there and remove the fire ant problem from all three of them.
I'm wondering if the other two people whose meters are on my side, got this letter as well.
I'm not the property owner, I'm a tenant, and only one of the remaining two meter yard markers, belongs to this duplex. The other one belongs to the plex next door, which does not belong to my landman.
Am I somehow responsible for all three of these even though only one of them is mine?
Mark is gone out with George, have no idea what time he's going to be coming back, it may mess up plans for later on tonight, but at the moment, that's ok.
I have a massive migraine and every single noise sounds like it's coming through an amplifier.
I swear, just typing this, it sounds so loud.
Ugh.
I think I need to go back to bed or something.
Do any of you all use social networking sites to further advertise your blog?
Like Myspace or Facebook?
I was reading a few blogs last night on how to better utilize these sites as promotion tools for your blogs.
While I can see that, and think it's an awesome idea, myspace annoys the crap outta me.
Friend requests from fake profiles that link to dating websites, people who request to be added as a friend so they can then spam friend request your entire friends list.
An-noying.
I am on both of those by the way, in the sidebar over there, but they tend to get on my nerves.
I have enjoyed finding old friends from high school and stuff, but I check the site like maybe once a week regardless of how many emails alerting me to new comments, new friend requests, and new invites I get.
I spend about an hour once a week approving and denying, replying to stuff, but that's about as much time on myspace as I can tolerate.
Why?
The flashy graphics on the profiles. The sparkly things every where. The constant thanks for the add pre-made graphics people post.
Hate them.
Myspace is like every thing a blogger shouldn't post on their blogs, but perfectly acceptable on Myspace.
You would never make your blog look like your myspace page. You wouldn't have auto load music, you wouldn't have sparkle graphics every where, you wouldn't constantly go around saying thanks for adding me to your blogroll with a cute graphic.
Right?
I've had my blog listed on my myspace profile for awhile to to be honest, it hasn't driven much traffic here.
I so far, do not see the benefits of being on that site, except I now have a lot of "friends" I will probably never hold a normal conversation with.
Relationships on myspace consist of thanks for the add, check out my new profile, cool graphics man, I love that song on your profile.
On blogs, people take the time to get to know you, they read your blog for a period of time before taking that first step to leave a comment. You end up in a series of emails getting to know your readers. Those emails sometimes turn into meet up days.
Those meet ups sometimes end up in people becoming friends.
I've made so many real life friends from my blog, and none with msypace.
I'll keep doing these social network sites and see if they eventually pay off, but I really am not seeing any benefits to my blog or my social life from them.
Mikey is looking at getting a new truck and some truck accessories to pimp it out.
His words, not mine.
He called today to tell Mark that if he gets a summer job and helps make the payments, his parents said they'd help him buy a truck.
So he calls Mark all excited, talking about the kind of truck, some Ford F150 cab thing or something, and what color he wants it, stuff he wants in it like a multi-disc cd changer, huge speakers, gadgets, etc.
It's cool that he has some motivation, I am hoping some of it's wearing off on Mark, who is still moping about the house.
Seriously.
Hahahahaha
Yeah, so I haven't slept, and I think it's affecting my brain.
I'm like in a foggy haze, and just cracking up over some reaaalllly crazy lady.
Like BIG crazy.
But she's the kind of crazy, that I love because they don't know they crazy.
True story.
But now, Sebastian is back home, and we all need to go for a walk before the thunder and rain comes on down.
Seriously, I can't keep plants alive at all.
I follow directions, I give sun and water, I talk to them, but yet, they still die.
But fake plants I can do.
When sis was selling her house, she bought a whole bunch of fake plants, and silk trees to put in the house because they looked incredibly real, and made the home more appealing.
I helped her pick out a few nice ones. I loved the silk ficus tree she bought, and a few baskets of silk flowers that looked so real, her daughters tried to smell them.
The petals even felt like real flower petals.
I'd like to get a few small ones to place around here, I think they'd look really nice.
http://www.mysuncoast.com/news/article.cfm?artID=1651
SARASOTA - Sarasota Sheriff's deputies are searching for a suspect involved in a deadly shooting at a Sarasota doctor's office.
The shooting happened at a doctor's office at 3050 Bee Ridge Road.
The suspect is Jacquelin "Jackie" Ferguson. Deputies say the 51 year old was an employee at the office. Ferguson is 5'7" with blonde hair.
An office manager was killed in the shooting. The Sheriff's office has not identified her until deputies can notify family members.
The sheriff's office got a call about a shooting at the doctor's office about 8:45 a.m. Friday. When they arrived they found the victim, but did not locate the suspect.
The doctor's office was evacuated. Bee Ridge Road was closed from Tuttle Avenue east to Lockwood Ridge Road, but has been reopened.
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The location the cops are at right now is in the Lakewood Ranch neighborhood, just opposite the other end of my road.
My street goes north and south, I am on the south end, this house where a woman's body has been found, is at the north end of my street, on Lakewood Ranch property.
They do not know if the body they found in the house, is the shooter, Jacquelin "Jackie" Ferguson.
They are saying that she was a disgruntled employee. She killed her boss.
Yikes!
This is a developing story.
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EDIT* 12:26pm
The coroner has confirmed that the body is that of the suspect, she committed suicide.
Usually, when I go to bed, I announce it to them. I say "babies, time for bed," and all 3 of the cats come running into my room and hop up on the bed in their comfy claimed spots.
When I don't go to bed, they don't go to bed.
Then they get mad at me, stare at me all evil kitty eyed, follow me around the house as I do things, staring at the bedroom, mewing, and my favorite, trying to trip me on my way out of the bathroom so I fall into the bedroom.
I know that sounds crazy, but I swear, they do the same move every time, they know what direction to trip me in.
So anyways, right now, all 3 of them are sitting here in the room with me, staring at me with little kitty daggers.
It's kind of funny, but I fear for my safety when I have to get up and walk around the house.
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Mark just left for school, Sebastian is in the shower. He's headed to work with my sis today because the brother of the boy she takes care of, (personal physical therapist) likes Sebastian and wants to hang out and play with him all day.
The house will be mine! *muwahahahaha!*
Ok, not totally mine, but at least I will be alone till about 12:30.
W00t!
I finally finished all my work, I can goof off for awhile today.
That's so nice. I got all caught up on my assignments, I feel so much better than I did last week, and can play around all morning if I want.
I think I may even start up the Sims and see if Belle and Darren are finally old enough to die yet.
What I saw of my family briefly yesterday after installing the new pack, the daughter Delia, is having some sort of young adulthood crisis or something. She kept laughing, and had these thought bubbles above her head that have me concerned.
One of them had an engagement ring in it, the other a baby pacifier.
Uh, what has she been doing while I haven't been playing?
Did Sebastian play with my family and go getting her knocked up?
I must find out!
later days!
I have been up all night last night, er, today, now, whatever. Anyway, I posted, I blog surfed, I web surfed, and I cleaned. I went to work on the kitchen and attacked the stove inside and out, the range hoods, the racks, the burner plates, all of it.
Night time is an awesome time to clean.
Do you know why?
It's because the teens are sound asleep and not able to a) interrupt and ask me what I'm doing, b) interrupt and ask me if I'm cooking something, and c) they are not attempting to cook anything which means the clean kitchen stays clean.
Yeuss!
My range hood is a two piece. It comes apart in sections so you can clean it out. When I first moved in and was just wiping it down after the first week of living and cooking, one of the sections came down and I thought I broke it.
I called the landman who laughed a bit, and then told me how it works.
It comes apart so you can clean it on the inside and out.
The glass cover for the light bulb area, comes completely out, and the front and side panels come off so you can clean those, and then the inside of it.
It's actually quite handy that way.
I once made some really fried chicken on the stove and grease was just every where, all over the hood and stove top, and being able to take it apart and clean it so easy was awesome.
Of sunglasses that is. I kind of like motorcycle sunglasses because they cover the whole eye, protect them from sun getting in all the way around, have better UV protection.
Yesterday when Sebastian and I went for our walk, the sun was so bright. When we came back in the house, every thing had a yellow haze to it. I asked him if he was seeing this color as well, and he was.
I can only imagine the type of sun damage we did to our eyes on that short walk.
The sun here is very harsh, I am not a sun worshiper at all. I do not lay out and get a tan, I don't go to tanning beds, I'm pasty white year round.
I noticed two spots on my right leg about 6 months ago that are seriously concerning me now.
They are not going away, they are not age spots. They have changed shape and size since I first noticed them.
I'm pretty sure it's some type of sun damage, and I need to have my primary care doctor give me a reference to a dermatologist.
I'm pretty scared of sun damage these days. I know what my dad went through because of the sun on his nose, my sis has had sun damage on her face but has had it taken care of, and I know several other people who have skin cancer because of the harsh direct sun we have here.
I need new sunglasses to protect my eyes from it, and I'll just have to slather on even more sunscreen now when I do go out.
I need to get the boys some sunglasses too.
Yup, it's the start of the free annual credit reports for everyone! (got it make it sound cool even though credit reports are scary)
You can get your 3 free credit reports from Annual Credit Report starting now, (or whenever you got yours last year) from the major reporting agencies, TransUnion, Experian, and Equifax.
You can do this once every 12 months, and it's suggested that you get one now, wait 4 months, get the second, wait 4 more months and get the third.
They suggest doing it that way in case things change on your reports.
I will probably do it that way this year.
I usually just get all 3 at once, but it's probably best to get one every 4 months so I can see activity all throughout the year.
So if you're curious to see what your credit looks like, it's free credit report time.
I don't get on vacations much, so when I saw that you could get a Pigeon Forge cabin rental, I kind of laughed. i had no idea it was a real place.
Ya know how you sometimes hear of these cute named places in movies and stuff? I had no idea that Pigeon Forge really existed and it was in Tennessee.
The place looks really nice, it's in the mountains, cute log cabins that look cozy.
It's near Gatlinburg and Dolly Wood is just 3 miles from there.
The Great Smoky Mountain National Park is just 5 miles down the road.
It actually looks like a nice place to take a vacation.
Quiet, away from every one, peaceful.
It's the type of quiet vacation I keep talking about with the boys.
Anyway, who knew Pigeon Forge was a real place?
Yeah, I'm a true yankee, I thought places named like this were made up.
*laughs*
This is a sponsored post.
The 2 SMRT 4U campaign is about teaching safer online behavior among teens.
June is Internet Safety Month, and this campaign encourages teens to make safe, smart choices when posting information about themselves on social networking web sites and blogs.
They offer tips for teens on how to stay safe, a free "reminder" ring, some downloads for using IM and wallpapers, and a family/educator toolbox for parents and teachers, to help adults learn all about social networking sites that teens may be using and unknowingly, talking to predators.
This is a program founded by the U.S. Postal Inspection Service, the National Center for Missing & Exploited Children® (NCMEC) and the Department of Justice's Project Safe Childhood.
I received this site in an email a few days ago, but am just now posting it. I think this is a great campaign.
It gets parents and teens talking about how to "post" safely on social networking sites.
Many parents know the dangers of the sites, and then ground their teens from using them after being scared to death by shows like Dateline to catch a predator.
You can teach your kids to be safe on line. If you take it away from them at home, they may still be using it at a friends house or school. Yes I said school.
Mark said kids are always on sites like Facebook and MySpace at school during free periods.
So instead of thinking you won by taking the site away at home, think again, and teach them how to be safe on those sites.
The initial reaction to the campaign from teen girls so far is pretty good.
* Teen’s recall of the 2 SMRT 4U campaign was exceptionally high, with nearly 80% of girl’s surveyed saying they’ve seen or heard about it.
* 28.1% of respondents said that 2 SMRT 4U encouraged them to spread the word to their friends.
* Of these, 83% reported taking direct action, which included visits to the campaign web site (57%), discussing safety with family and friends (34%) and being more vigilant with their computer’s privacy settings (33%).
* More than 8 in 10 (84%) teen girls who ordered a 2 SMRT 4U ring said they wear it. Also, 81% claim to have discussed the ring with others.
So go to the site, read up on it, start talking to your teens about how to be safe online.
And spread the word about 2SMRT 4U if you feel like it.
My neighbor out back, Dave, has an outdoor fireplace. He was out there cooking something in it tonight.
Yes, I said cooking in it.
I could smell something burning and we have a ton of trees in our backyard, so I as a bit freaked out.
I ran out back and saw him using it, asked him what was up, and he said he was cooking steaks. He laughed.
I asked why he just doesn't use a grill, he said he likes to use his bbq spit inside his fireplace because it tastes better.
I told him next time I pick up steaks, he has to cook some for me, he said he would if I bought him a steak too.
Done deal-o Dave.
No, not at the teens. Yes they are usually pissing me off by this hour arguing over stupid crap, but just a couple of things.
A present for Sebastian should have been delivered here on Saturday.
We were all home. I was here all day and night. No knock, no package in the mail, no UPS guy or whatever.
I swear, if a neighbor stole it, all hell will break loose around the hood.
Tracking is going into effect to attempt to figure out if it was delivered and where, and if was delivered next door and not given to us, wrath will come down like they've never seen.
Then I'm pissed off at ungrateful people.
Not going to explain it, but people really do have a lot of fucking nerve ya know?
People just really amaze me sometimes.
So here's Sebastian with all his Sims packs, some he bought on his own and others were gifts.
I backed up our game and then installed Open For Business.
I took a quick tour of the new stuff, and it appears as though our Sims can now own businesses and own investment property as well.
They can make money off of the stores or businesses they open.
Interesting.
There's so many cool things in the new Sims 2 stuff, it really is addicting to play and get all the packs. I am always finding downloads to install as well.
Yeah, we're Simheads. It's like crack.
Sim crack.
Love it. Hahaha
I'm so stuffed right now, and we ate like 3 hours ago.
Sis came over and picked up Sebastian and I, then we went and picked up Mark from school.
We ate lunch at the Oriental Buffet down on Bee Ridge, awesomely yummy as always.
Then we drove around and were looking at some local real estate. Prices have come way down around here, sis's realtor says home prices are dropping every day in our area. We saw a bunch of nice ones in good areas.
I'd love to buy right now, but still waiting.
Then we went and got Mark a haircut finally.
He looks so awesome, I'll post pics later.
I can see his face again!
Then we went to Best Buy so Sebastian could spend his gift card.
He bought another expansion pack.
I will need to backup our saved games and install this one, and see if it holds it. If not, I'll be buying another memory card.
He now has Sims 2, Nightlife, Pets, Seasons, and now, Open for Business.
Good grief. I have yet to play with the seasons pack. I was sick the week I installed it, so he played it like non-stop while I laid on the couch.
Then she dropped us off, she had to go pick up the girls, and Sebastian and I walked to 7-11 so he could buy a Gatorade.
That's where I saw this little gem.
Hee hee haha!
It just totally cracked me up.
Angels now in on the war against terror.
Gee, it took them long enough eh? Hahahahaaha
Ok, stuff to do again, later days.
Been doing some cleaning around the house today, have things to do this afternoon after Mark gets out of school.
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I guess you could say just finished up for Paris Hilton too.
She's out of jail after only 3 days.
I don't particularly care for celeb news and gossip, but man, this shit just burns my ass.
If this were any of us normal folks, not people like her with wealth and influence, our asses would be sitting there for 45 days, not the 23 she got, nor the 3 days she just got done serving.
She has to wear a tracking anklet for 40 days, and cannot leave her house.
Oh my!
So harsh judge!
No special treatment my ass.
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I need to go hop in the shower in a few, stuff to do.
Later days.
I cleaned the microwave out today.
It took all day.
See, when I'm sick and down for the count, the boys cook for themselves.
I opened the microwave this morning and nearly fell over from the smell.
I sprayed some Fantastick in it, wiped, scrubbed, the gunk didn't budge.
So I filled a bowl with water and lemon juice and nuked it for 10 minutes.
Some stuff came off when I wiped it next, but more stuff was like cemented on the inside.
So more water, more lemon juice, more nuking.
All totaled, it took an hour of nuking at 10 minutes per round to finally get the gunk softened enough to come off the walls and roof of the microwave.
I was contemplating getting my chisel out of my toolbox for awhile there.
But I finally just got the whole thing cleaned out, and then sprayed it with some lemon juice to make sure it smelled fresh and clean.
It seriously smelled like they murdered something in it.
Ick.
I know a lot of people have a problem with paid blogging, but I really think they don't understand it, or are willing to admit they do it too.
Have a wish list on your site? How about a paypal donate button? Or what about that new buy me a latte or a beer button?
Yeah, that's paid blogging in a way.
People read your blog and send you gifts, donate to your coffee addiction or what have you.
It's compensation, it's a form of payment.
I make money by blogging about products or websites.
I make money and pay my bills, buy the things we need.
One of the companies I work for keeps my utilities from getting shut off.
They give me a list of sites they want blogged about and tell me what day it's due. I blog them at my leisure and how I want to.
They don't tell me to be positive or negative, they let me decide how I blog it.
And my most fave thing about them?
I'm not trying to get assignments, they just send them to me.
It's guaranteed work every single week, and they pay me every 2 weeks.
I've made a nice chunk of change with them since about February.
Watch this video.
The guys from Top Gear at the BBC, have a little fun with a game called try to get the other guy killed.
They paint offensive things on each other's cars to see who may get shot at first in the bible beating state of Alabama.
There's a few rules in that state, they are;
Love Nascar, love God, and love the president.
And oh yeah, don't hate country music or be gay.
Freaking hysterical!
This weeks topic is:
The charitable cause that is dearest to my heart…
I don't have just one. I am often reading up on various medical conditions like MS, spina bifida, and scoliosis. I donate money to all of these causes when I see requests for donations, and I have donated my time and DNA samples to help for finding a cure for scoliosis. I have no idea if they will find that cure, but they have pinpointed the genetic markers that cause it. That's a step in the right direction.
The one charity that I always give to is the Salvation Army.
Unlike most churches, the SA is the only one that consistently gives back to it's own communities.
The church leaders don't live in huge houses and drive nice cars, the churches don't expand and get gold plated pews and bibles, they take the money that they get in every single week at services, and give it back to the people where they are located in many ways. Homeless shelters, food pantrys, clothes closets and job training. They help people pay utility bills, buy their medications, pay rent, and give out food vouchers. They also do a toy drive at Christmas for needy children.
It is the only one that always gives back, and the workers work tirelessly to make sure they have helped every single person that comes through their door day in and day out.
My sister and I were just talking about this the other night on the phone.
We both found it funny that here we are, atheists, who think the best charitable organization is a church.
It is the church we grew up in, it's the church neither of us ever want to step foot into again, but it's the only one that we both donate money to without question.
The Salvation Army is just that, an army. They wear military style uniforms, their church flag is the fire and the blood, they are very organized yet, they never stood on the pulpit on Sunday mornings preaching hatred of any kind.
They never discussed gays in a bad way, I don't ever recall them discussing it at all. They had no problem with women as church leaders, in fact they encouraged it.
They never turned any one away. It didn't matter how you came dressed to Sunday service, no matter where you were in your life, rich, poor, down on your luck, drunk, they were always glad to have you there. They would shake your hand and smile, welcome you in. They didn't pressure you into giving tithes, it was if you could. If you ended up needing something, they made sure that when you left, you had it.
I remember a Christmas when a local families house burned down, and the church opened it's doors in the middle of the night within minutes of hearing about the families total loss. They brought the family there, gave them one of the church houses to stay in on church property. Fed them, clothed them, and then called upon their flock to help out.
In the middle of the night, all of us kids donated some of our unopened Christmas presents to this family, my mom started baking immediately, closets were dug through for coats and clothes for the kids.
The whole church community did this. The church was packed with it's congregation bringing in whatever they had to help out this family who just lost every thing.
It's funny to me how much I've turned against the idiocy that I feel the bible is, how much I despise it's words and it's hell to those who don't believe, but how much this act of giving whatever you had stayed with me.
This is something I have passed onto my sons. Whenever we see those red kettles, we dig out change and bills and give it. I know the good this church does and I support it.
I support their work, but not the religion that started it.
I love how comfy and homey, and how very eclectic our house is, but I'd love to have a luxury home, a bigger home, but with our sense of ease.
You ever go into a really nice house and it feels sterile? Like no one lives in it?
All the family pictures on the walls are all done the same way, perfectly aligned into cute little shapes, candles in elegant holders yet never lit, furniture that looks like no one ever sits on it?
Yeah, I hate that.
I want a huge luxury style home, but with our lived in style.
I want my kids weird and goofy pictures on the walls, the drawings on the fridge, the paintings they have made framed and hung throughout, my band posters all over the place.
I want a huge gorgeous home that feels like a home and not a show room.
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Skeet tagged me for this one so here goes.
The rules:
Each player lists 8 facts/habits about themselves. The rules of the game are posted at the beginning before those facts/habits are listed. At the end of the post, the player then tags 8 people and posts their names, then goes to their blogs and leaves them a comment, letting them know that they have been tagged and asking them to read your blog.
1. I hate bugs. Flying, crawling, web spinning, stinging, itch inducing, all kinds of bugs. I don't care what good they may do for the environment, I hate them all and kill them on sight.
2. My teenagers make me want to commit homicide.
3. I think summer vacation should be outlawed so parents won't get homicidal on their teenagers who are home.
4. I am horrible about answering emails and even worse with snail mail.
5. I am even worse about the phone. I don't like talking on the phone for more than 10 minutes. It annoys me.
6. I have serious OCD and people look at me like I'm crazy when I do some of my things like using paper towels to touch every thing in public restrooms. I flush the toilet using my foot rather than my hand.
7. I have noise sensitivity.
8. I can read up to 6 books at a time and not confuse any of them.
And I'm not tagging people because I hate tagging people who don't really want to be tagged and then they get mad at me cuz I tagged them. .
He has an 89 so far in his class.
yay.
I'm wicked tired still, threw up twice in the last hour.
This crap needs to just go away man.
I am going to go lay down again for a little bit, need a bit more rest I think.
Be back in a little while.
Between the boys, their friends, and the cats, my recliner is crap. I want a new one. A huge over stuffed fluffy one, so I have been looking at various furniture stores for one that I like.
I want a dark colored one, leather or a well woven fabric one. Kids and animals are really harsh on the furniture, so it has to be durable.
I also want to get some new furniture covers for the sofa and love seat. I love my leather furniture, but it's sticky in the summer, so I ant to get some covers for them so it's not so icky laying down on them.
Sponsored.
Mikey slept over last night, and he has his drivers license.
He offered to drive me to Walgreen's this morning so I could pick up all my med refills.
I was out of freaking everything, another reason I was so sick. I guess I really do need those stomach meds because without them for 24 hours, oooooh man, not a pretty site.
He hasn't had his license long, about 3 weeks now, and his parents let him drive to places like 7-11 and home, his friends house etc.
The Walgreen's I go to is a bitch to get back out of. It has a left across 8 lanes of traffic.
With no traffic light.
He did really well going there, but when I said when we leave you have a choice of making that left, or go the long way, he was like long way man. *laughs*
Yeah, thank goodness he didn't want to try that left.
Experienced drivers have a hell of a time making it.
It's a hardcore left across those 8 lanes. I've seen many accidents right there. I've seen many close calls there, and I saw a woman trying to cross it on foot, get fucking slammed by a soccer mom in a minivan. Not a pretty site.
So I took him the long way home, up Markridge road. I gave him the tour, and showed him the house where the mother was murdered with her quadruplets crawling all over her in her blood, found by her older teenage daughter after school.
They have since remodeled the home, but it's a well known address, a tourist kind of thing if you will.
Both Mikey and Sebastian were all "No way!" They were horrified that the babies were found covered in her blood and crying for their mommy.
Yeah, kind of morbid, sorry.
But anyway, he did really good. He was a bit nervous driving me, thought he was gonna wreck us. I told him he was doing fine several times, he was just nervous he was gonna crash with me in the car.
It was kind of a scary ride because he was so nervous about it.
He's a good kid though, he's doing good.
Now he just needs a summer job, just like Mark.
I told him to go to EB Games at the mall, Mark is applying there, they could hang out all summer.
I'm rambling now. I'm just waiting for all my meds to kick in and feel better, so I can get back to regular posting.
I have a ton of paid posting to do, so this blog will be about 9 paid posts later on today and tonight, into tomorrow.
I'll mark them as such so you can just skip over them if you choose.
I need the money man, it's been a sucky 7 days without working.
I just laid on the couch or in bed, took hour long scalding hot showers, attempted to sleep.
It really sucks being sick like that because I can't get comfy to save my life.
Ok, off to check in at places, catch up on blog reading, answer emails etc.
Later days.
I'm still sick but slowly getting better.
Someone said something in a comment, (I'm sorry I have not replied to anyone) that we can't party like we used to.
That may be true. Maybe I did push myself too hard last week, but it has more to do with the medications I take, and stomach issues I suffer because of those meds, than going to a concert.
Anyway, I'm slowly getting better, should be back around late tomorrow afternoon or evening.
I just wanted to check in, say hi, how are ya.
Later days.
I'm here but I'm sick. I'm in bed, off and on the pc, in bed, off and on the pc. You get the idea.
I promise to be back when I can.
Sebastian has been playing his new Sims expansion pack he got for his birthday from Christine since the mail came, so I haven't been on to check mail and stuff. Plus, every time I sit up, I get dizzy, so I guess it's a good thing he has been playing most of the day.
What sucks about this is, I have work to do and can't do it because I can't sit here to do it.
I need to rename a file on my MT config stuff, but I can't even look up how to do it cuz I keep getting dizzy. Hahaha
Ok, there's my check in for now. Stop worrying. If something was seriously bad with me, I'd notify someone.
I will be back when I can, going back to the couch now where I'm going to watch Mark play LOTR BFME, and get dizzy cuz he plays that game so damn fast.
Maybe I'll get dizzy enough to barf and feel better.
You know, cuz sometimes barfing actually makes you feel better? Hahaha
Later days.
