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My Single Mom Life: September 2007 Archives

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September 30, 2007

Mercy.

I hate being at someone's mercy.
I am owed money from two different paid to blog companies, one of them owes me 3 days of payments, and I better get them first thing in the morning.
I need that money, but this company often pays late.
It's bad enough that you get paid 30 days after you've done the work in the first place, but then the payments are late, and you run the risk of them rejecting your payment for whatever reason they decide, even after they approved your work 30 days ago.
Yeah, another one of the many reasons I quit working for them.

I know the other company will pay me, it'll probably be in my in box before I even wake up.
They always pay on the first day of the month without fail. I've never not been paid on time by them.

It's pretty pathetic that I need a mere $10 tomorrow morning, and I don't have it.
Why do I need such a piddly amount?
Well, the ever mysterious Aunt Flo, who hasn't paid a visit in a month, decided to drop by unannounced.
She caught me completely off guard, and I only have 2 pillows for her to use.
I know her, she'll hang around for at least a week, and demand many pillows for her comfort.
Bitch.
So yeah, I need to be paid by at least one of these companies very first thing in the morning.
I need to run to the store and grab more pillows, and then get back here to start photo editing for the boobiethon by 11am.
Well, I'm going to head to bed, try and sleep. I need as much rest as I can, I have a feeling it's going to be a busy day.
Later days.

DH, 9/30/07

Ooooh, I waited all summer and it totally didn't disappoint!
Great episode

I wrote out my thoughts on tonights episode on Twisted Psycho, but be warned, there are spoilers.

1 hour 30 minutes till Desperate Housewives!

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Tonights episode is titled:
"Now You Know"

The neighborhood is shocked when news about Edie spreads though Fairview, Lynette battles with the effects of chemotherapy, and a new family moves to Wisteria Lane, on the Season Premiere of Desperate Housewives.

OMG! I'm so excited! I cannot wait! I am hoping Edie really did off herself, but all the promos have still been showing her, so who knows, maybe Carlos came in an rescued her last minute.
It'll be interesting to see who the new family is, and how Lynette and Tom deal with her cancer.
And of course, Susan and Mike.
Can they please just have a drama free few episodes? Please?
Is that too much to ask?

Why don't they grow up?

I have a weird question.
On tv shows like the Simpson's, King of the Hill, Family Guy etc, how come no one ever ages?
How come the kids never grow up?
Simpson's has been on the air for a long time, and everyone is still exactly the same age, no one ever ages.
How come?

I also have a new guess the movie screen shot up.
Can you guess the movie?
If you can, and can earn the most points for guessing 10 movies correct in a 30 days span, you will win a $25 gift certificate to Amazon.com, or $25 cash through Paypal.

The boobs are back tomorrow!

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That's right, tomorrow, October 1, 2007, the 6th annual Boobiethon kicks off.
It will run from October 1st -October 8th, and we are once again raising money for the Susan G. Komen breast cancer research.
And has been the tradition since day 1, the first $359.00 raised, goes to a bloggers helping bloggers charity.
This years charity is the Deb Fund.
I would encourage you to read about this single mom who was diagnosed with Acute Lymphoblastic Leukemia, who when diagnosed, was told her daughter Zoe could no longer live with her because of the risk of infection. Her daughter had to live with family for nearly 9 months because the doctors were afraid her daughter, would spread some nasty germ on to her, and maker her sick.
A link will be on the donate page of the main boobiethon site, to make donations to the Deb Fund if you choose.

Now, for the fun part.
Every year we take photo submissions of breasts, both men and women, to place in a gallery, to help raise money.
You can submit your lovelies here on the submit page. Please make sure you read that for photo submission rules. There are things you cannot send us. *wink*
People get to look, then they make a donation to help us raise money.
Our goal this year is $10,000. Over the last 5 years since it started, we have raised $35,000.

We also need you to spread the word about this, post it on your blogs, tell people about it.
If you are a Blogads publisher, consider donating a blogads ad, to help us out.
You can find the graphic and text to use here on my first entry about this years Boobiethon.

So come on! Post about it on your blogs, spread the word, submit your photos, and help us reach our goal!

September 29, 2007

I'm officially that mother.

Stephen came over for a few hours this afternoon, and he and Sebastian called Stephen's mom, to see if he could spend the night.
No.
It's always no.
His mom was all no, "You will be in bed at 9pm, and that mother, lets her sons stay up far too late. They are just children!"

Seriously people, if you're going to be bitching about another mother's parenting skills, you might want to not yell over the phone to your kid, when he's sitting on the couch next to said mother, while he's at said mother's home.
Just sayin'.

After he left at 5:30, we declared it breakfast for dinner night, and we each had a bowl of cereal.
I love breakfast for dinner!
And it's cool they wanted cereal for dinner, because my back and shoulder are seriously flared after the other days moving of furniture.

And I totally thought I had the tag thing working, and it was mostly working, except it added the same tags to every post, and well, that's not how it's supposed to go.
Back to the blog drawing board!
*EDIT*
I got the tag thingy to work! Go me!

Black Phoenix Alchemy Lab.

On a forum yesterday, two members mentioned how they just bought some more scents from a place called Black Phoenix Alchemy Lab, and I had never heard of it, so I went to the link provided, and wow, I was so impressed with just how many different fragrance oils they make.

I was awake most of the night, and I read through almost every single category they have.
I absolutely love perfumes, but some scents don't like me.
I have terrible scent allergies, so I have to be cautious when buying some new scents.

One of the girls, Lisa, has a review site, Raspberry Patch Soapworks, and she is addicted to the products there, buys them up, and reviews them, so I asked her how a particular scent was. Like I said, some scents seriously make me ill.
So anyway, she emailed me back and said she had a small sample size called an imp's ear, and she'd send it to me in the scent I asked about, and a few other ones she has.

I'm so excited about this! I absolutely love perfumes, and can't wait to see and smell these.
If you love perfumes, you seriously need to go check that site out. The descriptions are so cool, and the oils they choose to blend together, are so interesting.

I was unprepared!

It's Jehovah season, and they caught me off guard this morning.
Dammit!
A knock just came to the door, Sebastian answered it and they started in with their pitch, and I yelled; "Sebastian! Tell whoever that is, to wait one minute! You are a child!"
*Start looking for my shorts, I wasn't dressed yet*
He tells them his mother is coming, and closes the door.
He starts giggling.
"Mom, I think it's those people again."
Me: What people Sebastian? *found shorts on top of dryer*
Seb: You know, those people who go door to door.
Me: Uh, Tupperware, Avon, Jesus? *putting shorts on and stumbling towards the door*
Seb: I am pretty sure it's Jesus.
Me: Fuck.
*Open the door*
Me: May I help you?
Two well dressed ladies carrying bibles and stacks of the Watchtower in their hands, are standing at my door.
Lady #1: Yes, we are going door to door handing out these...
Me: Not interested. Don't ever speak to my children again.
Lady #2: We are just trying to spread the word through the scrip...
Me: Really, not interested, don't ever knock on this door again.
Lady #1: But we are...
Me: *raised voice to drill sargent decibel* I AM NOT INTERESTED IN ANYTHING YOU HAVE TO SAY, SELL, OR GIVE AWAY. NEVER SPEAK TO MY CHILDREN AGAIN. YOU ARE NOT WELCOME HERE. THIS IS PRIVATE PROPERTY. YOU ARE TRESPASSING.
Lady #2: *eyes bugged out*
Lady #1: uh, um, uh, sorry. *grabs lady #2's hand and runs from the driveway, not even bothering to go next door*

I love Jehovah season, and had I been ready for it, I would have grabbed my camera, my bible, and gone outside to discuss this with them, asking their permission first, to place their photos on the internet.

I will be ready next Saturday when a new team is sent out, and they weren't warned about this particular house.
Hee hee.

It's on my must see list.

When I go to Vegas in March for Blogasm 08', I absolutely have to see the famous Caesars Palace.

It was built in 1965, and in the heart of the strip, and close to every attraction you'd possibly want to see.
There's more than 120,000 square feet of gaming space in 3 different casinos, and guests can play 24 hours a day.
I'm not a gambler at all, but I want to walk through a casino, watch some games be played, see all the lights and stuff.
Vegas is just one of those places you have to see at least once, and considering I've hardly been anywhere in my life, I'm really looking forward to going to Blogasm 08' in March with a ton of great blogging females.
I'm still down as a maybe on the list, but as each day passes, I'm becoming more and more of a confirmed going to be there blogger.
It'll be my birthday present to myself ya know?
I need a weekend of fun, with just a bunch of girls, and if I go, I will get to meet so many amazing girl bloggers, oh my gosh, the confirmed list is awesome!

So anyway, yeah, getting totally excited!

September 28, 2007

Thank you for your order!

This email is to let you know that order #123ABC from Gamefunk.com via Amazon.com Merchant Game Funk, LLC. has been shipped. Phantasy Star Universe, the game I ruined and re-purchased, will be back in our hands in a few days!

And the crowd rejoiced!

And then, Steve T sent an email that said try this, so I did, and what do ya know?
Toothpaste works.

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So our game disc now works again, and I now have a 2nd copy of the game coming, and it figures that's how this would turn out for me.
I swear, if I try this fix on GoW and it works, I'm a gonna be pissed.

And just as I guessed, Sebastian is home.
They didn't go to the football game either.
The mom came home from work, and said they weren't going because she was tired and had to work tomorrow.
No game, no sleepover, after telling these kids since this past Saturday, that yes, they would be going to the game on Friday night, and yes, Sebastian could stay over.
I'm used to this, but Sebastian was upset, so I just told him to call and see if Stephen can sleep over here.
And of course, the answer was no.

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Rah rah RHS.

I didn't go for my walk this morning, because I knew I was going to have to walk to the store this afternoon.
See, Sebastian went home after school with his friend Stephen, and they are going to the RHS football game tonight, and then he might be sleeping over.
I say might, because Stephen's mom is a little weird.
She doesn't like any children, not even her own, to be loud at all, no noises above normal conversation mode, so having more kids in her house than her own two sons, and she gets "upset."
By upset I mean, she gets nervous, and usually within an hour or two of the extra child being there, she's having them call home to let the parents know the child will be home soon.
The last time he slept over there, the step-father brought Sebastian home in the morning, and Sebastian said that by 8pm that night, the mom was a wreck and had to go to bed, leaving the dad to deal with the 3 boys who were on the other side of the house, in a room with the door closed, playing video games quietly.
The step-dad even told me that the kids were very well behaved, when I asked if Sebastian had been respectable and proper while he was there.
He said Sebastian was courteous and polite, and actually kept Stephen and his brother from being loud.

I find it odd, but some moms just never expected kids to be kids I guess.
Their home life is a bit 'off' because of this mom.
These are teenage boys who go to bed at 8pm during the school week, and by 9pm on weekends and during vacations too.
She was very upset with me the night her sons slept over here, and they were all awake till 1am on a Friday night.
During summer vacation.
She told me I was supposed to have them in bed at 9pm.
I said to her, "You dropped them off at my house at 7:30pm, you said nothing at all about what time they needed to be in bed by, and if you had told me 9pm, I would have told you to just take them back home, because none of us go to bed at 9pm. Ever. I don't go to bed at 9pm, and my house is way too small to have your sons in a private room by 9pm. They were so well behaved, I barely knew they were here. They were polite and quiet, and cleaned up after themselves. You have excellent children."
She glared at me, yelled at them to get in the car, and left.
Sebastian and Stephen are very good friends though, so I'll let him go there whenever he's invited and allowed.
Stephen is allowed here too, but not allowed to sleep over anymore unless he's at his dad's house for the weekend.
The mom doesn't like that I let my kids stay up late on weekends.
To each parent, their own parenting.

Anyway, back to having to go to the store.
Knowing it would just be Mark and myself tonight, I waited for Mark to come from school and we went to Publix to pick up an easy dinner for each of us, and some more cat food and other things I forgot the other day.
While perusing the aisles, I happened upon this beer.


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Heh. The name of it and it's package art, just made me giggle out loud in the store.
hahahah!
Not much else going on, later days.

P.S.
Mark was upset the game wasn't here when he came home, but I explained to him all that I went through to get it, and that I had to order it.
He said he understood, he wasn't mad, just sad he wouldn't have the game all weekend to play.
He doesn't blame me for what happened, so phew, not quite as much mom guilt anymore. *LOL*

2 jumpers, 1 lives.

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This is the famous Sunshine Skyway bridge.
This morning, two different women attempted to take their lives from the top of the span.

Published: September 28, 2007

TAMPA - One of two women who jumped from the Sunshine Skyway bridge this morning survived the fall, according to a news release from the Hillsborough County Sheriff's Office on the separate incidents.

The woman, in her 80s, was found alive in the water by the Coast Guard after she jumped at 8:38 a.m. She was taken to Anna Maria Island.

The octogenarian parked at the south end of a span and left a suicide note in her car.

Another woman jumped over the rail at 7:22 and hit the rocks below, Carter said. The woman, in her 40s, parked her car in the center of the span and left a note inside.

Deputies are on scene. It's unknown if the two jumps were related.


This bridge is well known for suicides, and many people try it every year.
Since 1987, 96 people have taken their lives by jumping from the center span.
There's even a jumper pool website, (*WARNING* may be offensive) that keeps track of the suicides and allows users to guess how many suicides there will be in a year.

I was just surprised to see an 80 year old woman try to end her life from the bride this morning.
I can only imagine why she felt like that was her only way out. She's lived a long life, and one has to wonder, what would bring her to the span this morning.

I saved the day, but after many freak outs.

This is an update on the video game I ruined.

I called several local stores to see if they had one of those cleaning and repair machines like Jules suggested, and nope, no luck.
Then I asked each store I called, if they had it for the xbox360, new or used.
Nope.
Small freak out!
Then I called Best Buy, where we had bought it from just a little over a month ago, on August 17th to be exact, to see if they had it.

Me: Can you check and see if you have Phantasy Star Universe for the xbox 360 in stock please?
Some sales dude named Jason: We don't have any in stock, and we won't be carrying it anymore.
Me: Wha?? Whoah, what? *freak-ing out! this was a birthday present!*
Jason: We are no longer going to carry that title in our stores. You can buy it at BestBuy.com though.
Me: Ok, thanks.
I go to BestBuy.com, search by title.
No.
I go to video games>xbox 360> games> RPG> and search through all of their titles.
No.
Video games> xbox 360> games> search through every title.
No!
*OMG! I promised I'd buy it again right away, I broke it, this is my fault!

So I go to Amazon, I don't want to spend that much money on this game again. I mean, I spent $120 on Gow. Once to buy it the first time, once to buy it when it broke. I hate spending large amounts of money on replacing video games.
Sure, it's cheap enough, only $27.99, but dammit.
So I check the new and used marketplace sellers.
Find a seller with a brand new game, only missing the cellophane wrapper, never been played, $9.06 + shipping of $3.99.
I snap it up, pay for it, it will be here no later than October 6th.

They are gonna be upset it's not here today like I promised I would do. I had every intention of either repairing it, or buying it used from EB, or Gamestop, and last resort, brand new from Best Buy.
But it's gonna have to do.
Some of you are probably thinking, Kat, it's just a video game, kids play too much anyway.
But it was a video game Mark got for his birthday, a month ago, how could I not replace it ASAP?
I broke it! Not him, so it was up to me to replace it as quickly as I could.

September 27, 2007

Dinner and a scare.

I'm continuing on with my lazy day plan, and have ordered take out for dinner, yes Chinese again, we love the stuff, and a scary movie.
Halloween is coming, so it's time to start getting in the mood.
So for tonights scare fest, we have Night of the Demons from 1988.

It's your standard cheesy horror flick from the 80's, but it has some decent gore, some not so bad dialog, and a scene with a tube of lipstick that just shouldn't go there.
So I'll be back later to answer emails and reply to comments, I just need to go rest my back, eat some yummy food, and have a few laughs for an old fun movie.
Later days.

I suck. Yup. Bad mom.

I was moving furniture around today, I decided I didn't like the living room anymore.
The teens did help with the big stuff, but I accidentally knocked over the xbox360, and there was a game in it, one of their fave games, Phantasy Star Universe.

When the xbox360 was restarted, it spun the disc.
It spun it bad.
This is what happens when a disc spins.

I know you can barely see it in the picture, click for bigger and look at the section I outlined.
Those spin marks go all the way around the whole disc.
It will not play the game, it says the disc is unreadable, and yes it is.
Those spin marks are severe damage to the discs game data.
Now I get to buy this game again.
*sigh*
Why am I buying it again?
It was a birthday present.
*double sigh*

Stay here.

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I went for a really long walk this morning after only getting about 3 hours of sleep.
I just walked around and thought about stuff, people, things.
I'm having one of those days where I'm so wrapped up in my thoughts, I can't really focus on much of anything else.
So today will be just have to be the day I get stuff done around here. I have a mountain of dishes to deal with, clothes to wash and dry, a bathroom to scrub, and I'll just do that.
I don't trust these emotions I'm having to not explode into words I won't be able to take back.

Keep it on your own site.

Every now and then, I get a wild, but passionate hair across my ass, and engage in conversations outside of my blog that I know will upset other people.
I don't engage in these conversations because I know it will upset them, I engage in them because I get more and more passionate about the subject matter as the conversation grows.

This leads to others becoming just as passionate, and before you know it, the conversation is so far off the original topic, it can't be brought back around unless parts of the conversation are deleted.
This happened, and it's now at that point people are upset.
I have apologized, but the conversation is still there, and will be, until someone decides to clean it up, or they may even let it stand.

But I'm seriously tired of people telling me not to be offended about stuff, when they are on the other side and have no fucking clue what it's like to live on this side.
Walk a mile or two in my shoes and then feel free to tell me how to react to shit.
I've walked in both sets of shoes, so I'm truly qualified to talk about it, and I'm just sick of all the advice giving that comes from people who just don't understand what it's like.

I'll elaborate more on this later, but right now I'm going to go lay down until the alarm goes off at 5:45am for the teens to go to school.
If I owe you an email, I'll get to it when it's officially daytime.
I'm pissed off and irritated, and I really need to sit and think this all through before I say anything else that is going to upset people.

Still no CS hearing date scheduled.

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Months ago, I filed for a child support modification hearing, in April to be exact.
I haven't heard squat from CS about the hearing, but at least I'm getting an increase in payments, and approximately every two weeks now, which is a major improvement over the $22.10 he was sending whenever he felt like sending it.

So over the last 10 weeks, I've gotten $202.70 in CS payments.
The first amount, the $55.99, is what I'm getting tomorrow. It was applied today, so it will be direct deposited tomorrow afternoon by 4pm.

It's just so frustrating.
I filed for a hearing to get this modified, they sent me a letter saying I would either have to appear before a judge in Maine, or do closed circuit from a courtroom here in Sarasota, and I would be receiving a letter in the mail with that information, and the date of the hearing within a few weeks.
I never got the letter.
I called CS, and they said the hearing had not been scheduled yet, that was in June when I called.
I called again at the beginning of August, same answer, it hasn't been scheduled yet.
Why did they tell me a few weeks, if it was really going to be months?
This system moves so damn slow, but at least the payments are getting better and more frequent.

September 26, 2007

Duvet to lay.

I have been thinking about either getting myself all new bedding for winter, or just new duvet covers for my comforters.

Currently, for the hot summer months, I just sleep on the fitted sheet, and have the top sheet to cover up in, but sometimes in the winter, it actually gets chilly enough to need a blanket or comforter.
I love my comforter, but I'd like to change up my beds look a bit, and why not?
I mean, we spend huge amounts of time in our beds over the course of our lives, so it's really important to have comfort above all, but if it's not pleasing to look at, it's not inviting to sleep in.
My current comforter is a deep dark purple, with some deep maroon and forest green accents in it, and I would like to either go darker with a black set kind of like this one, or a different shade of purple like this one.

I might go shopping locally and see if I can find a dark set in one of those beds in a bag sets, and if I can't find one that catches my eye, I'll have to consider ordering one of those sets.
They have one in a chocolate brown which I like too.
Picking a set is going to be hard, I really like them all, and I'd love to get a really nice set that makes me want to get in bed.
I have such a tough time sleeping these days, maybe an inviting bedroom will help make a difference.

Crockpot chicken and stuffing update.

In the wee hours of this morning, I told you I was going to make crockpot chicken and stuffing, from a recipe found on emeals.com.

I did, I made it, and as promised, I took pics. (me heartz new camera)

Put chicken in the bottom of the crockpot.

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Cover with cream of celery soup and milk. (I used cream of chicken)

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Cover with stove top stuffing mixed well with water.

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Slow cook for 6-8 hours.

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And serve.

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It was pretty tasty. Not quite salty enough, and that's probably my fault because I substituted cream of chicken for the cream of celery.
The stuffing was squishy in the middle, but had a nice crispy layer on top. The chicken was so moist, it fell apart trying to serve it and eat it.
Over all, it was good and I would make it again, but maybe add the celery soup like I was supposed to, or put in salt and pepper to taste next time.
The teens suggested throwing some shredded cheese on top of the stuffing about 30 minutes before completion, to make it more like my oven baked chicken casserole.

Can you name the movie?

I'm having a new monthly contest over at Twisted Psycho, called name the movie.

You can see the first clue and all the details on this entry.

Netflix watch now.

How am I just now finding this out?

If you have Netflix, and no matter what plan you are on, you are eligible for their watch now program at no extra cost.
For every $1 of your account price, that's 1 hour of watch now on line movie viewing.
So if you have my plan, which is $14.99 per month plus taxes, that's 15 hours of movie watching on line.
Free.
It doesn't interfere with your plan or queue at all either, you'll still get your movies, they don't deduct movies from your availability because you watched on line, it's extra movies.
You just download their player which was less than 2MBs, and watch the movie you chose.
They have over 5,000 movies available to watch on line, and are adding new ones every single day.
And did I mention this was free movie watching in addition to your rental plan?
It's too cool.
I just watched a movie on line, an old classic one that I love so much, and was like cool, free movies, no extra charge, from the comfort of my office chair.
I now have approximately 13 hours of free movie watching this month, and every month, I get the same amount of time, 15 hours, to watch movies right now.
Love it!

Clean as a whistle.

A friend of mine, (won't link her in case she doesn't want the whole world knowing) has been considering doing a colon cleanse, to rid her body of all the built up toxins and stuff.
I know a lot of people who have done it, say it works wonders, and I've even had one, not by choice though.
When I was super sick and spent that 4 days in the hospital, they cleaned me out so they could do the endoscopy and colonoscopy.
Thank goodness you are asleep for that stuff!
I saw the tube they were going to put down my throat, and was like oh hell no!
Then they said bite down on this, and count to 10.
1, 2, 3, 4zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz, out for the count!

Anyway, the whole story about colonics is fascinating.
Like the story of Dr. John Harvey Kellogg, (yes the guy who invented Kellogg's corn flakes) was obsessed with the bowels.
I absolutely giggle at this part of his "medical" practices of cleaning the bowels.

His favorite device was an enema machine that could run fifteen gallons of water through an unfortunate bowel in a matter of seconds. Every water enema was followed by a pint of yogurt - half was eaten, the other half was administered by enema "thus planting the protective germs where they are most needed and may render most effective service." The yogurt served to replace "the intestinal flora" of the bowel, creating what Kellogg claimed was a squeaky clean intestine.

Can you imagine, 15 gallons of water being forced up your anus, followed by half a pint of yogurt?! *hahaha*
There's a hilariously funny movie about Kellogg and his bowel machines called The Road To Wellville. It stars Anthony Hopkins, John Cusack, Bridget Fonda, and Dana Carvey and Camryn Manheim in a very funny role, she's a scene stealer!

Anyway, I can say that after my colon cleanse, I did feel lighter, food seemed to digest a bit easier, and for quite awhile afterwards, my stomach felt pretty good.
Maybe it's time for another one.
Hrm.

So if you are the christ.

The other night, the teens and I watched Jesus Christ Superstar.
They of course asked me why we as an atheist family, were watching this movie, it's the same question they ask every time I have them watch a movie like this, and my answer is always the same.
As atheists, you are going to come across people who tell you you can't possibly be atheist, that you've never read the bible, that you don't know the story, don't understand it, and you're only this way because it's how you were raised.
So I'm giving you the stories from all different viewpoints, I'm letting you see different versions, different stories, so you can decide for yourselves how you want to be.
JCS, is a classic movie from 1979, it was sort of modern day, sort of old way, it told the story of his end days through music.
JCS was and still is, a fascinating movie.

So they watched and enjoyed the music. They understood both Herod's and Pilot's predicaments, trapped by their people to decide what to do with this man who didn't listen to the warnings of his own followers, to be more careful, that he was going to get himself killed.

But they liked the music, same as me, they found Herod's song to be one of the best production numbers in the whole thing.
Herod, hugely flamboyant, wanting so much to see some proof that Christ was what everyone said he was, so Herod didn't have to give the order to kill him.
Upon seeing no proof in either direction, he tossed the decision back to Pilot.
But anyway, here's the classic and very enjoyable scene with Herod.

Crockpot chicken and stuffing.

I have been loving my membership to emealsforyou.com, because I'm finding some great and easy recipes to try out.
They are sorted by cooking experience level, and are just so good!
I've tried about 4 different ones so far, and am going to make this one tonight.


Crockpot Chicken and Stuffing
Recipe Summary Complexity: Easy
Serves: 4
Category: Slow Cooker / Crock Pot Cooking
Meal: Other (General)
4 medium chicken breasts, boneless, skinless
1 10.5 oz can soup, cream of celery
0.33 (1/3) cup milk, whole
1 box Stuffing Mix
1.66 (1 2/3 cups) cup water

Place chicken breasts in slow cooker. Combine soup and milk, pour over chicken. Combine stuffing mix, seasoning packet, and water. Spoon over chicken. Cover and cook on low 6-8 hours.
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I'll take pics and also let you know how this turns out.

Ok, that was freaky.

I was sitting here just now typing up that last post, and I keep my cell phone on the arm of the couch right next to me, and notice the face light is on.
I pick it up, and it says powering off.
I'm all what the hell?
So I take it out in the kitchen to charge, and notice that Mark's phone which I just charged this morning, is also powered off, so I turn it back on, and it has like no battery power at all.

Now I'm starting to think about how people (don't ask me what people, this story is ancient!) used to say that leaving certain electronic devices next to, or on top of other electronic devices like tv's, home theater set ups, microwaves, and vcr's, would demagnetize them and rapid drain batteries.

I do charge them in the kitchen op top the microwave on top of a fabric place mat on top of a roll of duct tape, and I always keep my cell in here in very close proximity to my pc and other gadgets, and the boys always have theirs next to other electronics too.
Did we inadvertently kill our batteries charging life?

I'm only slightly bummed.

As most of you know by now, I was supposed to go to Las Vegas in November for a convention, but due to a whole slew of really skeevy behavior, bad vibes, and just totally shitty buisiness practices, I won't be going.
One of the main reasons I wanted to go was so that I could meet all kinds of really awesome people I had "met" through blogging, see Vegas (OMGDZ!) and catch a show, take a tour of some of the Las Vegas luxury homes, and hope to run into a few celebs.
Ya know, maybe Keanu was gonna be in town that weekend.
Psh right!

So anyway, I won't be going in November, but I may still go to the blogger party in March.
I mean, I need to see Vegas before I die y'all!!
I'd like to see Siegfried and Roy before another one of their tigers attacks, a magic show, a traditional showgirl show, and all that stuff.
I will miss out on meeting all the other bloggers who are still going in November, but hey, I just have to stick to what I know is right for me to do.
I know others have said screw the reason we were going, now we're going just to hang out with friends, but I can't even ignore the reason this convention is being held.
Like, my moral fibers are telling me not to be a hypocrite, so I'm not going.
And maybe, just maybe, I got out right in time.
It was seriously starting to be cult like, and I was tired of the two faced bs going on, and all that butt kissin' too.
And once I looked at all of that with fresh open wide eyes, I totally could see what other people were complaining about.
Like for real see it, and wow, I'm ashamed of myself for ever having been part of that.

September 25, 2007

Law & Order: SVU season premier.

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The new season of Law & Order: SVU, has started tonight, and I'm so excited!
This is one of my fave shows, and tonight's episode has Cynthia Nixon as an MPD (multiple personality disorder) who harms her daughter.
Off to watch it!

The boobies are back!

That's right, it's almost time for the annual boobiethon to begin!
From October 1st through October 8th, bloggers around the world, take pictures of their lovely breasts, and send them in for us to post!

Once again this year, I've donated my time to help out and will be doing photo editing of the submitted pictures. (and my rack too of course *wink*)
All this requires is cropping and resizing the images down to our standard size, and then labeling them for the team to post either in the covered breasts free section, or the bare and paid section.

The boobs shall be posted to help raise money to fight breast cancer, and as tradition, the first $359 will be for bloggers helping bloggers charity portion of the event.

You can visit the site by clicking the banner below, or you can help us out by sending us your rack now, (or any time during the boobie-thon) so we have lots of submissions to post on the site.
I hope to see a lot of beautiful boobies submitted again this year!
Send us your photos!

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Homestead exemption in Florida.

With the prices of Tampa real estate, and basically all real estate, in Florida going up, the save our homes exemption is trying to help people not pay an exorbitant amount of property taxes.
What it is designed to do, is to not raise the property taxes more than 3% of the assessed value or the percentage change in the Consumer Price Index, after the first year the homes value is assessed on the property which receives the exemption.
This may all sound extremely confusing, but it's a really good thing.
It keeps property taxes low for homeowners who get the homestead exemption, no matter how high the value of the home goes.
If the owner sells their home within the first year after being assessed, the new home owners would have to apply for the exemption in order for amendment 10 (save our homes) to be applicable to them.

This has been in the news quite a bit over the last few days, with Governor Crist having trouble drumming up voter support of the new amendment which would give home owners the one-time option of giving up the save our homes exemption in favor of a homestead exemption of up to $195,000 for a home valued at $500,000. The existing homestead exemption is just $25,000.

If you're a home owner in Florida, you need to be paying attention to the current legislation which according to one judge who said the measure was "misleading and inaccurate" and struck it from the statewide ballot.

If a homeowner chooses the new "super" homestead exemption, they would forever lose the Save our Homes cap.
Many people who stay in their homes more than four years would save more with Save Our Homes limiting future tax bills.*

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*Many facts for this post have been taken from the Sun-Sentinel.com

Sting like a bee.

I have to make a grocery run, and pick up more TP, and other stuff, Sebastian needs a few more special pens for his classes, Mark needs another binder, and I also need to pick up some Benadryl for Sebastian to have at school.

I forgot to tell you all this yesterday.
The high school called because there is a large nest somewhere near the PE field. The nest is either wasps, hornets, or bees, the nurse in the health room couldn't tell me which, but it doesn't really matter, because he's allergic to all 3 types of stings.
The nest isn't on school property, it's outside the fence, so the city has to take care of it or something.
Anyway, because he's severely allergic yet doesn't have an epi pen, the school needs me to buy a package of Benadryl tabs or capsules, and bring them to school, with written permission from me and his doctor, to have the school be able to give them to him while waiting for the ambulance to show up.
And yes, he usually needs to get to the ER as soon as possible, because he has an anaphylactic reaction to stings, he swells up, and within a few minutes, has trouble breathing.
So groceries, toilet paper, Benadryl, pens, and a binder.

Ok to go. Ok to go.

I'm hoping those are the words I hear on my next appointment with my surgeon, Dr. M next month.
I want so badly for him to give the ok for me to get back to my home based business of jewelry making.
Sooo bad.
I miss it so much, and I have all these awesome ideas.
I still have the shoulder issues, and when working with the wires and threading small beads, and clamps, it puts pressure on my shoulder and causes that flare up.
I know cuz I tried to make a piece and nearly wrecked my shoulder.
*sigh*
I just want to do it again so much. It is relaxing and gives me a creative outlet.
I have so many beads now too. I have slowly been buying items I love and making plans for pieces, I have everything written down, and drawn out.
I just want this so much, and for all this time, he's been saying nope, your shoulder can't take the pressure yet.
It's just not right.
*sad*

*My jewelry biz and the one linked are in no way affiliated.
I hand make each piece, custom orders and fittings.

Side effects.

For a few months now, I've had someone working on something for me, something I couldn't do on my own, and one of things that ended up being given to me aside from the info I needed, was Phoenix real estate prices.

It was kinda cool to see the value of homes in a certain area, go from the buying price years and years ago, to incredible home values now.
One of the properties in question, had a buying price in the early 90's of just over $100,000, and it was now worth about $450,000.
I was quite shocked.
It helped me be able to decide whether or not to pursue what I was dealing with.
The issue has been resolved by myself and the party in question, but it was still really neat to see all those property facts and MLS listings for other homes in the area.

Must go for my walk.

I'm sitting here having a helluva time keeping my eyes open today.
I'm not tired, but apparently my body is, and it's demanding I sleep.
I was sitting here reading through feeds and dozing off, like I was snuggly tucked away in a big comfy bed, at some old Virginia bed and breakfast with the windows open, allowing in the crisp fall air till your brain goes into oxygen OD, and you pass out.

Time to get dressed and go before my body decides that couch is my best friend for the day and nothing gets accomplished.
Later days.

September 24, 2007

Youth center arrest

That church youth center arrest I told you about on Friday, is finally on the local news site.

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42 year old youth group leader, Martin Moore, had a sexual relationship for 4 years with a teen girl starting when she was just 13 years old.

Reports say the center's director Martin Moore met the victim at his home, at the center, his mother's house, the beach, even a car. When he was confronted, he felt bad. "He said he's made a mistake and was really feeling bad about it."
Riiiight. If he knew it was a mistake, he shouldn't have done it. He's a church youth group leader for crying out loud. Fucking child molesters make me sick, and this was right around the corner from me. Ugh.

I want more of these blinds.

I am absolutely amazed every single day, how much these faux wood blinds I got from Blindschalet.com, have changed how my living room looks.

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I really wish I had taken a before shot to show you just how big a difference they have made, but I was so excited to get these new ones up, I forgot.
I love the color, I love how they match my tables, my sofa, they look great from the outside too.

I plan on doing a window at a time, and in October, I'm buying the same blinds for my kitchen window.
I measured it tonight, and I can hardly wait.
They will look so good in the kitchen, I'll be able to get rid of the old plain white roll up shade and stupid floral curtains, and have this same great look in there.
They keep out the bright Florida sun during the day, and are easy to open to let some of the evening light in.
My computer chair is directly across from the window, and I keep finding myself looking up at them and smiling.
They're just so perfect in here.

Corset training revisited.

Every now and then I get this wild hair to do corset training. I absolutely love the look of tight lacing.
Anyway, while doing a google search for traditional bone in corsets for a few hours, (it's much harder than you think to find traditional corsets) I came across a site and landed on a page with items like a crotchless panty, sexy costumes, padded panties and other such items.
They do sell corsets, (that's how I landed there) but they don't make them personal for each woman.
I am looking for a traditional corset maker, one who takes your measurements, and the measurements you'd like to get down to, and then makes your first training corset.

What is tight lacing you may be wondering?
It's when a woman wears a corset tightly laced, for 12-14 hours a day, 7 days per week.
Over a period of time, the body adapts to the shape of the corset, and the waist becomes smaller.
Now I hated my back brace, but that was because it came up under my armpits, it was hard plastic and had to be worn over my clothes.
A training corset is worn under the clothes.
This is tight lacing, and I find it so beautiful.

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Image taken from www.waspcreations.com

No good, no good at all.

I went and took a shower, I hadn't taken one all day, and I used the test hair products that came.
I'll get to that in a minute.
But anyway, while I was in there, a really bad t-storm decided to come through, it's still hovering over us, and it is knocking down all the dead palms from the tree out front.

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While one of them did hit the front window, no damage was done, and even though it's messy, this saves me and the teens from having to get in the tool storage shed and get the tree lobbers out, to cut down all the dead palms.
We'll just have to go out and pick them up later on.

Now, onto the test hair care.
It is no good!
My hair is so damn dry, oh my gosh, dry! Like light a match and it would go up like a roll of hay after a 7 year drought kind of dry.

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All those black marks? Those are indicators of where it's super duper dry, and my hair is wet.
I just got out of the shower, combed it out, and while it looks wet, those spots are crispy dry.
Touching them feels like touching straw.
This stuff is simply very, very bad for my hair.
I'm going to have to go and deep condition it for about an hour.
I know they will pay me for filling out the questionnaire on the stuff, but I hope they realize all my answers are going to be 'it sucks'.

$15 coming my way!

Ok so, $15 may not sound like a ton of money to a lot of people, but when you're able to earn that $15 for doing almost nothing, well then it's quite a nice chunk of change.

I just went out to get my mail, I had heard the thunder rumbling and I didn't want the mail to get wet, and as I'm walking back in the house flipping through the mail, I noticed an envelope from one of the companies I do market research for.
I tear it open, because it's usually always a pretty neat questionnaire, or a sample product, and yup, it was.
Inside the manila envelope, were 3 small plain white bottles with black writing on each.
One was marked shampoo, one conditioner, and one enhancer.
The letter said it is a new hair care product, I'm to use them as I normally would do my hair for one week, then fill out the questionnaire on line, and $15 will be paypal'd to me as soon as I finish the questionnaire.

I opened the bottles and smelled, they smell so awesome! Like grapefruit and flowers, and I poured a little bit of each out onto my hand, they look like shampoo, conditioner and hair creme, so I'm not worried about putting them in my hair.
They've never sent me anything bad or harmful so, I'll use them.
I just hope they tell me what the products are called when I'm finished, especially if they end up working good.

I am totally going to order one of these.

With fall and soon winter coming, it's time to dig out all the blankets and comforters, the throws for the couches to curl up with on cool nights.
It doesn't get super cold here, but just chilly enough to need a small throw to cuddle with on the couch while watching tv or movies.
I saw these awesome photo throws, and I want one!
Check this out!

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You can get them in various sizes, the pictures of your choosing go on one side, and the throw itself is made of polar fleece, that super warm, fluffy, cuddly material.
There are 13 different colors of fleece to choose from, different picture layouts to choose from, and you can even add a line of text for free, like if you get your families pictures done on it, you can add a line at the bottom with your family name, like have it say for example, The Coopers.

They are all shipped by UPS ground unless you specify next day air, they take about 7-10 days to make, and, they are all made one at a time, right here in the USA.
Quality work, one at a time, made by the USA. No outsourcing to some mass manufactured plant in another country where workers are paid a penny a day, these are made here.
That's a huge plus in my book.
So once I take some super nice pics of the kids, I'll probably be ordering one of these.
I would love to have one to curl up with on a chilly night.

We're not the crazy ones.

Real Time with Bill Maher, has new rules, and in case you missed it, or don't have HBO like me, Truthdig.com has posted the video, and I'm sharing it with you below.

The last new rule says that non-believers or rationalists, as Maher likes to call us, need to start taking into consideration the religious beliefs of the candidates before we vote for them.
And really, shouldn't we all be doing that?

The constitution says there shall be no religious test for holding the office, or any office of government, but every single one of the candidates gets up during speeches or debates, and talks about their religious morality, their religious views, and like Maher, I'm pretty damn skeptical of any guy's state of mind who wants to be president, if he believes in magic underwear.
He's not getting my vote.

And also like Maher, I have a serious problem with any one who believes in talking snakes, burning talking bushes, huge boats full of every species of animal, walking on water, loaves into fishes, and all the other hocus pocus.
It really is like voting for someone who declares and is convinced, that Santa Claus or the tooth fairy are real.
It's time for rational leaders.

I may have insomnia again but,

I have cheesy religious movies to keep me entertained.
Can you guess the movie?

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The Omega Code

September 23, 2007

Getting all caught up.

I'm finally catching up on every thing today. I still have a lot of emails to get to, but I'll be doing those as soon as I click publish.
It was just busy here today with Sebastian's friend over, making dinner, doing dishes, laundry etc, I didn't have too much time to do things on the computer.

I did do "the list" just now, and I updated the mybloglog widget and stuff.
Mybloglog has merged with Yahoo, so you can sign in using your regular login or your Yahoo login.
A lot of people are saying when they merged their accounts, they ended up being logged in as someone else, or other problems.
Luckily that didn't happen to me.
I also updated their new services section, where you input your myspace, twitter, flickr etc.
It lists all your stuff.
I noticed facebook was missing from their huge list though. Hrm.

Ok, I have a TON of emails to reply to. Expect those in a few minutes!
Later days.

New Amazon widgets.

I'm really liking the new Amazon widgets for associates, and even for website owners who wish to add their wish lists to their blogs.

This is the new wish list widget.
It's small, fully customizable, and is better than the traditional text link that we've had for wish lists for years.
Now, people can see your list, and the products you like, right from your site, and click on it if they choose for more information.
It's pretty snazzy if you ask me.

Monument to the Master Chief.

Halo 3 finally hits stores this Tuesday, September 25, 2007.

Some promo videos were made to hype the game, and they are outstanding.

You can see some of the other ones I really enjoyed on Twisted Psycho.

Loud.

It's very loud in here.
Sebastian's friend Stephen is here, they are playing video games and yelling at the screen and each other to do stuff in the game.
Mark has gone out to lunch with George, and I'm doing laundry and soon to be doing dishes.

It's hard to believe it's almost 1:30 already. I don't know where the time went this morning, I've been up for hours, and ZOOM! Whoosh! It's already mid-afternoon.

Oh, and I want to thank my most awesome hosting company again.
Very late last night, I was reading emails from my commentators, (I promise, will reply to all soon) and a reader had a suggestion for some text colors in my comment pop up box.
So I go to log in and correct it, and I got a 403 forbidden error.
Then I try to go to my home page and see it's down.
I'm like oh crap, what did I do now?
So I logged in to ICDsoft.com tech support, and file a ticket.
Within 2 minutes, I swear, I had a reply from them.
They had to perform emergency maintenance on the server where my blog is located, and would notify me as soon as it was complete.

It was complete within 5 minutes, and I got an email in the same amount of time.
They apologized for the inconvenience and thanked me for my patience.
I love, love, love, how fast their support is. They answer tickets in lightening fast speed, they are courteous and just awesome.
They are really just the most awesome hosting company ever.

Ok, I'm like totally starving so I'm gonna go find something to eat.
Later days.

P.S. Joana, no matter what I did, I could not get that text color to change. I tried about a gazillion different hex colors, and no matter what, it stayed the same dark blue.
So, now the smilie launch palette link, is a button. Can't miss it.

September 22, 2007

The Hubble Deep Field.

This is so amazing and beautiful.
Ok, it could have done without the cheesy numa numa kid, but man, all those galaxies, all those stars and planets.
How can we possibly think we are the only life that exists in ALL of those galaxies?
It's incredible, gorgeous, breath taking.
We cannot be alone, we simply can't be.

Hubble images set to Pink Floyd.
Awesome.

When I move, I'll be getting some of this.

You know how when you move into a new place, it has all new carpet, and you and your friends or the movers, are going in and out, walking all over that new rug?
Then after everything is in, the movers have left, you notice the walking marks all over the new rug?
Looks filthy right?
Well now you can buy temporary carpet protection, just for this type of reason.
It's adhesive so it won't trip people, won't come up as it gets walked on, and it will last up to 60 days if you need to leave it down that long.

I could actually see using this in hallways or those high traffic zones from the front door to the kitchen etc, to keep the carpet and flooring clean all the time.
The price isn't bad either.
A 24x200 foot roll is $43.00. A roll that size could actually be put down and taken up every 60 days, repeat, in my house for quite a long time for my traffic area.
The area from my front door to my kitchen, yeah, it is definitely high traffic and it shows.
I really wish I had protected the rug better, had known about this stuff, but now I do so when I get ready to move, I'll be getting some of this to protect the new carpet.

Betty Crocker Warm Delights.

My mom has been sending me grocery coupons almost every week now, and in the last batch, she sent me a coupon for $1.00 off Betty Crocker Warm Delight Minis.
Publix was selling the little 2 bowl packs for $1.50, and I had the buck off, so I figured if they sucked, I had only spent .50 cents.
I hate wasting money on stuff, so this was not a bad bargain for two tiny bowls of Molten Chocolate cakes.

In the package you get two tiny little bowls with dry powdered cake mix, and a small package of fudge.
You mix the cake mix with 1 tablespoon, and 1 teaspoon of hot water, till well mixed, then squeeze the fudge over the top of it.
Then, microwave for 30 seconds.
This is how they turn out.

And this is Sebastian about to taste it.

He was like "OMG! Mom! Taste this!"
So I tasted it, and much to my surprise, it actually tasted like real cake, and it was good.
The cake was moist and fluffy, it had a rich chocolate flavor, and the warm fudge had melted into a sauce almost like a lava cake.
It was excellent!
The size is actually perfect for the single person, kids, or if you're on a diet.
It's just enough cake to give you the flavor, without having a whole cake sitting in your fridge beckoning to your thighs.
They say when you're on a diet, you shouldn't completely deprive yourself of the foods you love to eat, so if chocolate cake is one of your fave sweets, it is truly the perfect size to give you the food you crave while on your diet, but small enough to not make a huge dent in all your progress.
It's only 150 calories, and they come in 3 flavors, Molten Chocolate Cake, Molten Caramel Cake and Chocolate Raspberry Decadence.

He came home.

I guess the mom didn't feel like having 3 teenage boys all night long. I know how that is, but eh, kids need their friends to hang out with in their homes, it keeps them out of trouble.
So anyway, he's home and playing games now.

When he gets done playing, he has some home work to do for his art class. He has to make a collage on poster board of weddings, brides, grooms, rings and
wedding bands, flowers etc.
I'm not sure exactly why, I did ask, and he said "The teacher wants to see how we subconsciously view marriage through our art."
Huh?
Is she an art teacher or is she a therapist?
Seriously, it totally sounds like a crazy assignment to do.
Oh well.
I found a bunch of old bridal magazines and in each issue of Cosmo, there's always diamond rings and wedding bands, so he can just cut those pages out and do what he has to do.

He may stay there.

Sebastian still isn't home, and called a little bit ago, asking if he could just sleep over his friends house.
I'm all dude, be my guest.
I love the little bugger, but sometimes I need a break and it's been quite awhile since I've left the house, so they can. *LOL*

Mark is just chilin' with the video games, and I'm just sitting here chillin' out.
It's another rainy, humid day out there, dark, so it's obviously lazy slacker day, but I did give myself my weekly shot.
Ouchies.

Is the background too much? Too busy? Does it draw away from the post section?
I know I said I wasn't going to mess with it, but if it's too "busy", I'll yank it.
I was so tired by the time I finished it, I didn't even think about how my readers may not want a patterned background.

Mom! Dad! I got the Fogleburg cds and the coupons, thank you!
Anyway, not much else happening.
Later days.

Hope that's better.

I often get emails or comments from people telling me that there's a huge gap between my post section and my sidebar.
It was done intentionally.
This blog used a fluid positioning, rather than a fixed one, because my parents had webtv, and webtv was only 640x480, and there is no horizontal scroll in webtv. (deja vu from like 4 years ago)
My folks have since gotten a laptop and when I was up there in February, I set them at 1024x768.

Anyway, I still have fluid positioning, but I widened the post column so it's not quite such a huge gap, unless of course you're using a resolution larger than 1024x768.
I checked in with Google analytics, and 49.41% of my visitors use 1024x768, and all the higher resolution users, are very small numbers of people.
I mean, we're talking numbers like 2.68% and 1.62%, and 0.74%.
I still have more people using 800x600, than I do people using super high resolutions.
It goes from 49.41% using 1024x768, to 13.49% still using 800x600, and then the super high resolutions are way way down there in readers.

One of the ways to check and see that it's still fluid for the people using 800x600, is to copy and paste this into your browser, javascript:void(window.resizeTo(800,600)) then click go.
If you're already on my blog, you'll see that the columns shrink down, and there remains a small gap between the post and sidebar section.
You can also take that line of code and use it on your own blogs to see how much people have to scroll if they are using a smaller resolution than you do.
We make our blogs for us, but they should be readable without having to scroll so much for our readers.
Just go to your blog, then paste that in the browser, then click go.
You'll be able to see if your lower resolution than you readers are having to scroll to see your whole blog. Then check out your stats and see what resolutions your visitors are coming from .

I can't please everyone, but if most of my readers are on 1024x768 and 800x600, then I know that my blog looks fine to them.
If at some point the readers using the higher resolutions outnumber that 800x600 crowd, I'll make it a fixed position, but for now, it's going to remain fluid.

Amy, this had nothing to do with just your comment you left this morning. I get at least 6 emails a month telling me about the gap, and every person who sends that email, is using a super high resolution browser.
Honestly, I am trying to please everyone, but for now, I'm doing my best to make it fluid for the two largest groups of readers.
Maybe when I upgrade to MT 4.0, I'll make it fixed, but not today. I've been up all night long and I'm done messing with this for now.
I honestly didn't even know what I was doing in the stylesheet, I just took guesses at it, and fucked it up over a dozen times.
I'm not playing with it again. *LOL*

Minus 1.

I will be short one kid today after Sebastian heads out to spend the day with his friend Stephen.
That's fine by me, a little less fighting will be happening.
I think he said he'll be back around 2-3pm.
I have to wake him up at 8am so he can take a shower and get ready to go.

I've been up all night.
Again.
I've just been laying on the couch watching stupid movies on 32, and antiques roadshow on PBS.
I do love that show.
I love old stuff.
I wish my old Collier's wasn't missing those 3 pages, it might have been worth some money.
It's worth something to me though, I love reading through it of all the etiquette lessons, and card games, and tables from the mid 1880's. It's fascinating.

Oh, while I was laying on the couch, Kali kitty jumped up on me to lay down, then she got spooked by something towards the back of the house.
That's where Mark's room is, and my room.
Either Mark was snoring, or Nova and Shahiro were in my room on my bed playing, but either way, when she spooked, she rammed her back paw into my left hand.
Specifically, my left index finger nail, and somehow jammed a claw through my nail.
Yes, through my nail.
I had to pry her claw out, and then survey the damage to my nail. It had a huge hole in it, so I had to clip it down and file it off.
It's so weird feeling now with that nail shortened.

Ok, so I'm just gonna go lay back down till I have to wake him up.
I do hope I can sleep at some point.
And yes, I was awake all night after taking 2 Ambien.
They hyped me up instead of put me out.
I swear, my body gets more and more screwy as each day passes.
Later days.

Ok, I'm done messing around with it.

I am not good at this redesign, color, whatever stuff, so this is the best I could do.
Yup, indie pages as well as monthly and category pages are still white, but that's ok.
I just wanted the main page changed, and I don't think I did horribly bad at it.
Or maybe I'm super tired and it really looks like shit, but because my eyes are all blurry, I think it looks fine.. LOL

I'm sure if it looks like shit, someone will tell me.

Yes? No?

Does it look ok?
I got tired of staring at white.

*EDIT*
You may have to do a hard refresh. ctrl + F5 or ctrl + the refresh button in your browser.
It may still be pulling from your cache.
And man, does it look weird in IE.
But it's a weird I like. I wish I could pull off that odd thing in FF, but I know it's IE reading the CSS all funky.

Click for bigger IE interpretation of the CSS.


September 21, 2007

Ooooh a contest!

Charlotte Web Design is having a contest, it ends tomorrow so I have to hurry and get this posted!
The prizes are totally awesome too!
The winner will be drawn randomly from the entries, and get their choice of either a free xBox, iPod, or LCD Monitor.
How freaking cool!

All you have to do is post an entry like I just did here, and link to the same page I did, with the keywords I did.
Whamo bamo! Best of luck!

No coke for you!

The teens finally settled down after having about an hours worth of hard labor handed on them.
Mark was out mowing the front lawn mumbling to himself and flailing his arms about, and Sebastian was cleaning the cat boxes and his room and mumbling how much he dislikes me at the moment.

Ahh, I remember when I used to do the same thing.
Mumbling while doing my chores, how much I loathed my parents.
You always get one like yourself ya know. *wink*

I made enchiladas for dinner, this huge 9x13 pan full of them, about 16 in total, and all but one got eaten.
Now they are both quietly playing games and behaving.
Maybe because I threatened them with more housework?
Perhaps.

Oh wait, I have to tell you this thing Sebastian does which drives me up the freaking wall, and we have been battling this issue for months now.
You're all seriously going to think I've lost my mind, but hear me out.

Sebastian has this very bad habit of pulling the pop tabs off of his soda cans, and depositing them on tables, the floor, behind the couch, everywhere but in the trash.
Well I finally snapped after finding nearly a dozen of them behind the couch today, and he swore he'd stop doing it.
Then just a few minutes ago, he popped the tab off another can he had just opened, and plopped it IN the full can of soda and took a drink!
I started yelling, "WTF do you think you are doing?!"
He looks at me and says, "Well you said not to throw them on the floor, so I didn't."

Picture me with the look of confused bewilderment on my face.
"Sebastian, you put it in your soda and took a drink. Do you realize you could take a swig and have that get lodged in your throat and choke? Or cut up your throat? Do you even realize the stupidity of what you just did?"
He repeats that at least he didn't put it on the floor.

I swear, I came this || close to getting up outta my chair, and knocking him upside his head for sheer stupidity.
So I finally told him, "I hope that you thoroughly enjoy that can of coke and don't actually choke on the pop tab, and I do mean really enjoy that coke, savor every stinking drop, because that can my friend, is the last can I'm ever letting you drink."

He sat there, mouth agape, on the verge of tears, but seriously, this has been a major issue for months and I just can't take it any longer.
Pop. Twist. Toss. Or now, plop.
I'm over his bad soda can habits.
Done.
Fini.
Yes, I may have lost my mind.

Oh my gonna be a long weekend!

The teens have been home about an hour and a half now, and we just took a long tortuous walk to 7-11 for gas for the mower.
Why was the walk long and tortuous?
Cuz apparently, today is pissed off Friday, and I wasn't informed until just now.

They both have an attitude from hell, and unleashed it on the walk.
Now, Mark is taking out his anger on the lawn, and Sebastian gets to take his out on chores indoors.

See, ya piss off mommy, and mommy makes you do some work to get the anger out of your system.
It will not be directed at me, I will not accept the wrath of two teens who had a bad day at school.
Whatever it is that crawled up their asses and chose to die there, needs to crawl the fuck back out.

80 degrees with a breeze.

Paradise.

Alternative pain relief.

I sent away for some free samples of a product called NMS Neuromuscular Support, and one of it's anecdotal feedback from their customers has been, that it helps with PMS relief.
Like many of you know who have been reading me for the last couple months and years, I have had many issues with my girly functions, and over the last 3-4 months, maybe longer, I have been suffering severe menstrual cramps at the onset of my cycle.
This is quite unusual for me because for my entire life prior to the surgery, I never got a "warning" that my cycle was coming.
I'd go months without one, went a whole year, never a sign it was coming, until now.
Now I end up doubled over in pain.

NMS is a natural supplement made of thiamin, b6, DLPA, turmeric, boswellia, bromelain and quercetin.
When I used to work at the health food store and would get a back ache by mid-day, the manager would always tell me to go chew on some of the dried pineapple pieces, or she'd give me some of the natural pain relievers she kept behind the counter.
It worked back then. Pineapple contains bromelain.
Bromelain is a natural anti-inflammatory, so it worked for me.

In my quest to be free from pain, I am also on a quest to get off of prescribed pain killers.
I don't think anyone who is not in chronic pain, and been on pain killers for the amount of years I have been, understands the desire to get off the pain killers as much as possible.
So when I got the chance to get a free sample of NMS, after reading all the ingredients it contains, I jumped at it.
I don't think it's right for me and my situation, because you're not to exceed 6 capsules per day, and they just didn't work on the chronic burning pain in my hips from those titanium screws.
They may work on the PMS symptoms, I won't know till my cycle shows up, but I did notice that my pain was lessened, just not completely gone.
It's kind of a disappointment, because I want to get off the prescribed pain meds so badly, and with every new pain reliever I come across, I hope for the best.
I do know it works because like I said, I used to chew on pineapple at work and it would relieve the inflammation, but it's not suitable for what kind of pain I deal with today.
I'll take the rest of the samples when my cycle hits and let you know if it works or the PMS symptoms.

It's a gorgeous morning.

I plan to go on my walk shortly, after days of not being able to go for my daily walk, I need to get out and just stroll up the street and back.
Doc B never called me back, so I called Doc F this morning and talked to the nurse abut what happened.
She said it's not likely that the injection caused me to be sick, but because my immune system is so low, it's possible that just taking the injection caused me to get run down and have another run of gastroenteritis.
She said the blood tests from Doc B's office showed a super low white cell count again, which means I was already sick by the time I saw him.

Locally, there are some big news stories happening here.
Like this guy, Joseph Arsenault, I sorta know him.
No, not like that! But I used to go to the Beach Club downtown years ago, before the big remodel, and he was always there, buying rounds of drinks for people and stuff. He also used to shop at Pier 1 a lot.
Kinda freaky he was arrested for rape, and possibly being a serial rapist.

And there's no link to this one yet, but right around the corner from me, on the corner of Ashton and Swift, is a church youth group building, like literally a 7 minute walk from my front door, across from the post office.
Anyway, the youth group leader was arrested for having sex with a bunch of the teens that went there.
One girl claims it was a relationship, but he apparently he had sex with a LOT of the teens that went there.
As soon as there's a link, I'll update this post with it.
At the beginning of summer, they (the youth group) were going around leaving fliers for teens to join the group for the summer.
Stay off the streets! Come hang out in a safe environment!
Uh-huh.

And of course, there's $780 million, but none of it for the teachers.
Will we be repaving another parking lot?
How about planting a few more trees?
Are we ever going to finish building RHS? I mean, all that asbestos our kids are breathing in every day, can't be good ya know.
Maybe the school board will authorize a statue downtown for the cost of like $2 million or something.
Just give the teachers a raise please.

Ok, I am going to get ready for my walk now. I can't wait to get outside.

September 20, 2007

He still loves to play in the rain.

We're in the middle of a tropical depression, so it's raining wicked hard out right now and of course, Sebastian just has to play in it.
He's always had to run in the rain, jump in puddles, get wet whenever he can.
So he and I went outside and I snapped a few pics.
I've read through the manual for the cybershot, now I just need to learn how to use it to it's best.

Here he is getting ready to run to the end of the drive and back, all excited just like he was when he was 4 years old about to jump in a puddle.

After he made his run.

Playing in the water running off the roof.

Standing under it. He got soaked all the way down to his boxers! *laughs*

And here's my Kali princess mid-yawn. She was pissed off after the flash and ran under the bed.
Ooops.


*EDIT*
I knew I had posted about Sebastian playing in the rain before.
Here's a post from 3 years ago, basically doing the same thing. *laughs*
Give a boy a puddle.

I'm totally gonna scarf dinner down!

I'm like starving! *laughs*
I'm making BBQ chicken legs and alfredo pasta.
Yums.

Doc B still hasn't called back, I called two more times, and the nurse said he has the message.
I'll be calling again first thing in the morning, and I'm going to call Doc F and ask him about it too, seeing as it was his idea to go to the hormone doc about the low testosterone.
Maybe he knows if it was a reaction to the med or the needle or something.
I get to do it again on Saturday, so I need an answer like quick.
I don't really feel like being sick for 4-5 days again ya know?

Oh, my neighbors, yeah, those neighbors, are pissing me off again.
They have been having a ton of people at their house for a few weeks now, I think they actually have a bunch of people living with them now which is kinda gross considering how dirty their house is all the time.
But anyway, someone keeps moving my basketball hoop and parking their cars on my side.
I went over there and knocked on the door and the bitch was all "Don't answer it, it's my fucking neighbor!" So I hollered through the door, "Who ever owns this gold Toyota, has 10 seconds to get the fuck out here and move it or I have it towed!"
I stood and waited, counted to like 5, and this lady comes out and is all sorry sorry, I was told I could park there.
I was like "No bitch, you can't, and neither can anyone else who comes to that house. I pay the rent on this side, this is my half of the driveway. You better tell that woman in there she best be telling her friends not to park on this side, or every vehicle will be towed. I have Upman's on speed dial."
She just looked at me, so I said "Are you moving that or do I hit pound 2 on this phone?"
She ran to her car and moved it to park on their side of the driveway on their grass.
Seriously, I'm becoming like super bitch over this issue.
They did it on Saturday when Mikey was here and needed to leave, and a lady who was visiting was all "oh, do you need to get out?" Like I need to ask my neighbors if I can move a vehicle off of my own side of the drive!

Yes, I really do have Upman's towing on speed dial. Since they started this shit, I just decided I'd give them a 10 second warning or I have all vehicles towed.
Maybe I should just start having them towed, fuck the warning.

Do you see what happens when mom is sick?

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Dishes.
There is no clean silverware, no bowls, no plates, no nada.
It's all dirty and in the sink.
Lovely.

105 emails, 56 facebook notifications.

I promise I will answer them all, just give me time.
I am feeling a bit better today, just really super tired.
I managed to eat late last night, and breakfast this morning, and keep it all down.
I put in a call to stuttering Doc B, and his nurse is going to have him call me back.
I'm not sure if it was that, or gastroenteritis again.
Lattegirl, you may be right about that.
I seem to get it every couple of months, and suffer like hell for about a week, but if Doc B tells me it may be a side effect or to come in, I'll go in and do what he says.

I slept so fucking shitty last night, my right hip was on fire, oh my god, fiyah!
I didn't have any ice or an ice pack, so I grabbed a bag of shredded frozen mozzarella cheese, and slept with it under my right hip. *laughs*
Hey, it worked for most of the night.
It's seriously inflamed man. It's so hot to the touch, I could probably fry an egg on it.

I have a lot to catch up on, and hopefully I can get to most of it today. It's all on line stuff, so I won't be physically over doing anything, if I get to the point I can sleep, I'll go nap.
Ok, off to start replying to emails and stuff, later days.

September 19, 2007

Everything tastes like chemicals.

And I don't know why.
I've been trying to eat, because I can feel myself getting really weak, and it all tastes like chemicals, like I opened my mouth and sprayed it full of bug killer.
I can't even enjoy chocolate ice cream here folks.
My diet pepsi tastes like chemicals too.
No fun.

I did watch a seriously, wonderfully, bloody, majorly fucked up movie though.
Oh my god, so fucking bloody and freaky.
The teens and I watched High Tension last night.
Have you seen this?
Holy fucking shit!
The bloodiest movie I have seen in ages.
It's so gorey!
I fucking loved it! *laughs*
If you love blood and shock, watch it, wow, awesome.
Ok, back to the couch.
Later days.

September 18, 2007

Shit. On. A. Stick.

Oh my fuck I'm sick.
Seriously, shit on a stick sick.
Wanna see?
My new camera came today, me loves it lots.
I would love it lots more if I wasn't feeling like shit on a stick.
But for you dear readers, I will show you it came, and I will show you sick shit on a stick.
Ready?
Don't want to blind you.
You've been warned.

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I would give anything to feel better.
I'm exhausted from being awake all night and all day, exhausted from puking and pooping.
I don't even dare eat cuz I know I'll be sick again.
I wanna go outside and play with the camera, and annoy the cats with it, and let's not forget the teens. We all know how much they enjoy having their pictures taken.

Speaking of the teens, I gave them money and told them to hit up Publix for food to eat.
I don't even want to try cooking anything for them.
I opened the fridge and promptly barfed in the trash can.
I'd love to take a shower, but I can barely sit, never mind stand up long enough to get clean.
My hair is matted from laying on the couch and bed, tossing and turning.
I wonder if I'll have to cut the ponytail elastic out.
Hrm.
I don't smell too good either.
Like death.
Like roadkill.
Yummy.
I'm gonna give this a few more days, then I'm gonna call stuttering Doc B and say hey man, is this shit supposed to happen, cuz it fucking blows mother fucker.
Seriously, not having a good time here.
I promise I will answer emails and comments when I can, won't be today though my faithful readers.
When? Good question.
Oh yeah, sorry about all that toothpaste on the mirror.
It happens.
Later days.

A post a day till well.

I'm still feeling like shit on a stick, but I figured I should check in at least once a day till I get better.
My eyes are blurry, muscles weak, feeling total crap.
So back to the couch I go.
I'm sorry to those I owe you emails or whatever. I will get to them as soon as I can.
Ok, more dizzy, later days.

September 17, 2007

I think it may be the flu

brought up by running out of meds 3 days early which happens sometimes.
Or it could be the new testosterone shot (gave it in my lower stomach btw), which is causing me to be very loopy.
I swear, I feel more fucked up than I do when I'm on the pain meds.
Isn't that a kicker?
Like I'm walking around the house like a stumbling alcoholic.
This is not a good feeling ya know?


That post below, I don't even know what it says now. I knew then. I was upset with how I was feeling and didn't like it.
I still am not liking this at all.
I feel like I am very drunk and tired. Majorly fucked up.

Later days.

They always come back.


The Cat Came Back - These bloopers are hilarious

Really sick.

I'm wicked sick, going to be in sleepland for the day.
Sorry.
later days.

September 16, 2007

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September 15, 2007

Total savings today, $39.88.

Eh, not as good as I've been in the past, but it was a pretty decent savings considering some of the stuff I had to buy.
I picked up the 5-htp as the whole foods place, then to Walgreen's for scripts and a poster board for Sebastian's school project, and some more urine gone, and then to Publix.

I swear to ya, that urine gone is the bomb if you have pets. It kills all pet smells, not just pee. It gets rid of all odors, pet and human alike.
Love the stuff.

At Publix, I had a coupon for $5 off one of those new Glade flame-less candles, normally $9.79, so yeah, a good deal with the coupon, and then inside the candle, another coupon for $3 off another starter kit if I want another one.
Then I had a $1 off coupon for Degree for women, normally $3.99, so I got it for $2.99 plus it came with a free sample bottle of some Caress body wash in the morrocan scent. It smell wicked good!

Then I did my regular food shopping and had a bunch of coupons on stuff they had on sale and buy 1 get 1 deals, so weee haw! Saving money is awesome. *laughs*
I know, I get so geeked out over saving money, but hey, I have to be pinchy with my money, I don't have much of it. hahaha

But now I have to go measure out my new med in it's little syringe and inject it somewhere.
I'm debating between thigh and stomach. I have a bony ass, and I don't want to have to sit on a sore spot for hours.

It was Chinese by the way.

The take out, from last night? Chinese.
I could eat the spareribs for eternity.

But anyway, plans have changed.
Sis can't come, boys can't go.
Car trouble.
Alternators and batteries and tires, oh my!
No, it's serious stuff.
But hey, this gives me more time to stall on going places right?
Right!

Let it play out.

I have a lot to do today, and here I am, stalling as usual.
If someone doesn't put a deadline appointment time on me, you can bet your ass I'll find a way to sit here till noon.
Or later.

I need to go to the whole foods place on the corner, and pick up some 5-htp and theanin.
Stuttering Doc B. gave me some supplements to take, and thank goodness he wrote those down because honestly, I couldn't keep it straight.
Never did make it Walgreen's either.
Then I have to do grocery shopping, and if I don't get myself and at least one of the teens up to do this with me, I'll be doing it alone.

The teens are going to sis's house tonight, then coming back here tomorrow morning, and we'll be hanging with my cutie pie niece, Skye, for a few hours while sis works.
Auntie Kat time rocks.
And Jo, if you're reading, I'm up, call me.
I tried to call you back 3 times last night between 6pm- 7pm, and your phone is still fux0red.
Went straight to voice mail.
What time are you coming today??

This wild and crazy world of blogging, just keeps getting crazier.
People are no longer reading each other, and no longer keeping the spirit of linking up.
And others want to summarize you into neat little compartmentalized blurbs.
And it really does seem like no one is reading or writing anymore at all.
I used to wake up in the morning to 100+ feeds in Google reader to read through.
The last few days, between 35-78.
This morning, 24.

But it's totally awesome waking up in the morning to an email from someone who reads your blog, and they tell you how much they love it, and you.
They tell you a little bit about themselves, and hit all the right points when they tell you how much you, make them, smile.
And you're totally not sure where it came from, or where it wants to go, but you decide to let it play out in whatever direction it's going to go, because life is short, and for the first time in a long time, someone says it's awesome to see someone so open and honest, and it's not scaring them or making them want to question you.
I'm sure there will be questions, but not the why do you think like that questions, but more like how did you come to think like that.
There's a difference you know.

I'm skeptical of everything, and I question it all too, but again, life is short, so I'll let it play out.
It made me smile.

September 14, 2007

So what if my triglycerides are high?

Sebastian and I went for a walk a little while ago, and stopped in at 7-11 to grab some soda for the boys, and snackage.
They each got a bottle of Coke, and some hot fries.

I was content just paying for their snacks till we made it to the front and Sebastian pointed out the new Dove bars.
Being a total sucker for good chocolate, and that the bars were $1.79 with an additional $1.00 off coupon, well, it was mine.

We got home and I placed it in the freezer.
I always place any candy we have in there, because if it's frozen, it's harder to eat. If it's harder to eat, it takes longer and you end up giving up on it because you could break your teeth.
It prevents me from eating an entire candy bar in one sitting.
It may be twisted diet logic, but it works for me.
Doc also had a few words to say about my triglycerides being high as a result of too many sweets.
What I failed to tell him is the morning of the blood test, I did wash my morning meds down with water, but then drank half a can of diet coke before walking out the door.
But whatever doc, I'll be good and attempt to cut back on sugars.
Maybe.

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Yummy looking chocolaty perfection.

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One bite is all I could manage because it was frozen solid.
But as with all Dove products, they melt in your mouth instantly, and the smooth milk chocolate is oh my, just so good.

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Man, I can't wait to be able to take better pictures. Hurry up Amazon!

I'm being lazy tonight.

I ordered out for dinner, I just don't feel like cooking or really, doing much of anything.
I went in to lay down and pop my back out, and fell asleep.
For 3 hours.
Ooops.
I'm just super tired this afternoon.
Maybe I can blame the heat, but it probably has more to do with my screwed up hormones than the heat, cuz I haven't been outside today.
Or maybe, I'm just catching up on all the sleep I haven't gotten in weeks now.
Whatever it is, it means the teens get take-out, and I get to be lazy.
It's a win-win if you ask me.

Military dad can't save his children from abuse.

This is a story with local ties, the children are here in Florida, and the military dad is stationed in Alaska.

*WARNING* This video contains a graphic description of what the 5 year old daughter said during a medical examination.
Please use headphones if you have young children in the room.

Please, watch the video, digg the article, this is a call to action!

The story;
Your kids live nearly 5,000 miles away and experts are telling you they're being sexually and physically abused. This Father and all the officials in Alaska know what is going on. Judge J. Kevin Carey in Florida needs to take action to protect the helpless victims and punish the aggressor.

After hearing the child welfare agents state what the 5 year old daughter said during her medical exam, I have no doubt in my mind that this child has been either sexually abused, or been exposed to pornographic movies, or possibly even made to watch her mother have sex with the boyfriend.
No matter how she knows the language she spoke, I consider it abuse.
Not to mention the bruises and other statements the children have made.

This is the contact information for the judge.
I've already made a call to his office to ask that he thoroughly investigate this case.

The Honorable J. Kevin Carey
800 E. Twiggs St., Room 422
Tampa, Florida 33602
(813) 272-6999
Courtroom #402
Judicial Assistant: Carmen Jones
Unified Family Court:
Domestic Relations/Family Law, Division F

Thank the stars for drug coverage!

Yesterday, Walgreen's was out of the testosterone injection stuff, (yes, I get to inject it myself! ACK!) and so they had to order it.
Then they sent me an email telling me one of the scripts was ready, so I login to Walgreen's to see which one, and notice the testosterone is in the list.

So I click on it, it's in process, and not charged to my insurance yet, and oh my!
I almost choked.
$379.80.
!!!

I pay $20.00 a month to my insurance for drug coverage, and in exchange they give me a really small co-pay for the drugs, so I was like man, this better be a covered drug on their drug list, or I'm gonna have to call stuttering doc and be like, hey doc, I can't pay for this, even with insurance, so I guess I'll just be dealing with all these issues with no medical help.

So I get up this morning, there's an email saying they are all ready, the Ambien, the testosterone, and the case of syringes, and was able to breathe way easier.
With the insurance applied, the testosterone is only $15.00, the needles, $5.00, and the Ambien, $2.50.
*phew!*

But yeah, once a week, I get to measure out a tiny amount of the testosterone, and inject it into my thigh, ass, or stomach.
I've had to inject a few times before, different meds, but it was a short lived kinda thing.
Like 3 injections over the course of a few days, done.
This amount he prescribed, is enough for like months of injections, not just 6 weeks.
I'm kinda skeered.
Seriously, it's a case of 200 syringes, and a 200ml bottle of the stuff, and I only have to inject like .0001 of the stuff, once a week.

This means I have to get a bigger drug safe now though.
The one I have right now, because all of the meds I am on are controlled substances, is only large enough to hold about 10 pill bottles, not a case of syringes.
I don't feel safe just leaving any of this stuff out anywhere like a bathroom cabinet, or a drawer in my dresser, I keep everything locked up all the time.
I'll either have to look on line for one, or go back to wally's and see if they have a slightly larger safe.

I don't keep the stuff locked up because I'm afraid the boys might dabble in it, they know better than to touch anything I have to take, it's a discussion we've had many times.
I'm one of those moms who talks about drugs and what they do, and why they shouldn't. I speak from experience when I tell them about drugs, I don't lie to them about my past at all, so they know not to touch anything I have in this house. Period.
But I keep everything locked up because other peoples kids come over, because I do fear other people coming in to my house and stealing stuff.

So anyway, I'll either wait till the boys come home from school, or I'll just pick them up tomorrow when I do teh grocery sopping.

Today was a me day.

I just got done watching an old movie, Tuff Turf, and I remember how much I just loved Kim Richard's hair. It was beautiful, long, gorgeous.
James Spader was quite the hottie then too.
He still is. *fans self*

And then I checked my RSS feeds, and read something that just make me shake my head.
Kathy Griffin's speech at the Emmys, is said to be worse than what Imus did.
You can't be serious?
Oh, but I know they are.
Not everyone is a christian, not everyone believes in the father, son and holy ghost, and not everyone has to thank god.
And we're not sorry for offending you.
We've been offended by those speeches for years.
Oh but that's right, when we say our beliefs, we're persecuting you, personally.
My bad.
Go right on with your hatred of anyone who doesn't believe what you do.
Freedom of speech only works one way.
When everyone agrees with the religious right.
How quickly I forget.
Oh well, one less blog I have to try and keep up with.
Bye bye!

*EDIT*
Heh. I love the rational thinking.
Hat tip to the Friendly Atheist.

September 13, 2007

The Sony it is.

Shipping estimate for these items: September 14, 2007 - September 17, 2007
Delivery estimate: September 17, 2007 - September 24, 2007
1 "Sony Cybershot S650 7.2MP Digital Camera with 3x Optical Zoom"


Thanks for helping me! I bought it!

I'm doing something for me...

But I need your help.
Ok, I finally made the decision to buy myself a digital camera.
Amazon has two cams on sale.
They have this one, a Canon PowerShot A460 5.0MP Digital Camera with 4x Optical Zoom (Silver), and this one, a Sony Cybershot S650 7.2MP Digital Camera with 3x Optical Zoom.

If I do not buy either of these in say, the next 3 hours, I'll spend the next 6 months having mom guilt, and not buying one at all.
Help me pick the best one!
Please!
Vote until 8:18pm tonight or else I won't buy one for myself!!

Kat, this is a serious subject. Stop laughing. Now.

I found the brick law building no problem.
Dr. B. was a few minutes late, but that's ok, because I had a stack of questionnaires to fill out for him.

How old are you, what meds are you on now, why are you here, check off all these diseases you might have, surgeries, childbirths, marital status, moods, vitamins, etc etc etc.
9 pages of questions.
So much fun!
Not.

Then Dr. B. comes bursting into the office and says hello with giant grin on his face, and rushes to the back.
A few minutes later he comes out to get me.
I follow him back, left, left, right, right, sit.
Weeeee!

We sit down at this little round table in an absolutely freezing room, and he starts reading the lab reports I had done for Dr. F., and then starts talking to me.
He's this little old German man.
With a stutter.

Dr. B: I-I-I would have to agree with Dr. F., that the reason you are having m-m-m-migraines, and ir-ir-iregular m-m-menstrual cycles, and in-in-increased p-p-pain during that time of the m-m-month, is because your tes-tes-testosterone le-le-levels are so low.

Kat to self: Kat, wipe that smile off your face right now! Stop it!

Dr B.: W-w-we can take care of this with i-i-iether a tes-tes-testosterone cream you would a-a-aply once a d-d-day at night, or w-w-with a tes-tes-testosterone injection once a w-w-week for 6 w-w-weeks. The d-d-difference is one in-in-insurance w-w-will p-p-pay for, and the other it w-w-won't.
Y-y-you also n-n-need t-t-to m-m-make an ap-p-pointment w-w-with y-y-your g-g-gynecologist for an exam.

Kat to Dr B.: I'll take the one insurance will pay for.

Kat to self: Kat! Are you listening to me?! Wipe that smile off your f-f-face right now! This is serious! LOL, Kat!!!! Stop it!!!

Dr B.: Y-y-you said you have tr-tr-trouble sleeping? E-e-explain for me p-p-please?

Kat to Dr. B.: Yeah, I have wicked bad insomnia for days on end. 4 out of 7 days, I don't fall asleep until well after 5am, the other 3 days, I'm awake well after 2 or 3 am. I have to force myself to sleep. I've taken every over the counter sleep aid plus melatonin, and there were even a few times I was so desperate to sleep, I took a couple shots of Nyquil.
When I do sleep, I am only asleep for 3-4 hours at best.

Kat to self: Kat, stop. Now. This poor old man, think of him would you? You're grinning again, stop it, if you bust out laughing, he's gonna feel bad.

Dr. B. : O-k-k-kay, have y-y-you ever t-t-taken Ambien b-b-before?

Kat to Dr. B.: Yes, I have. Right after my back surgery, they gave it to me for 30 days. It worked good.

Dr. B. G-g-good. I am g-g-going to give y-y-you some Ambien as w-w-well as the tes-tes-testosterone in-in--injections. M-m-make s-s-sure y-y-you ask the pha-pha-pharmacist t-t-to sh-sh-show you wh-wh-where on the n-n-needle to f-f-fill t-t-to. It's a very sm-sm-small dose.
I-I-I had a p-p-patient, g--g-give herself the wr-wr-wrong amount every d-d-day in-in-stead of once a w-w-week. This is how m-m-much, and y-y-you only in-in-inject it once a w-w-week. I-i-in 6 w-w-weeks, y-y-you w-w-will come b-b-back, and w-w-we w-w-will see how y-y-you are d-d-doing.

Kat to Dr. B.: Ok, Sounds good, but I have a question, will this make my hair grow faster and thicker, and in places I don't want it to? Like on my face and chest and stuff? I don't want to look like a man ya know.

Kat to self: Why. Did. You. Have. To. Ask. That?!?! Oh my god! Kat! Stop fucking grinning, look out the window or something, think of dead kittens! Fuck he's gonna stutter through this whole answer. Help me. This is serious business Kat, you have to stop!

Dr. B.: Th-th-the p-p-patient wh-wh-who to-t-took to-t-too m-m-much li-li-like I-I-I t-t-told you, y-y-yes, she grew f-f-facial hair, and s-s-some around her n-n-nipples.

Kat to self: Oh my freaking god! N-n-nipples! Hahahahahah! Please Dr. B., I can't take anymore, please let this appointment end. LOL

Kat to Dr. B.: Ok! I will definitely NOT be doing that!

Dr. B.: O-k-k-kay then, I-I-I w-w-will see y-y-you in 6 w-w-weeks.

Kat to Dr. B.: Great, thanks, nice to meet you, have a really nice day!

Dr. B.: B-b-bye b-b-bye. If y-y-you have any qu-qu-questions, p-p-please call m-m-me.

Kat to Dr. B.: I will, thanks!

*Pay my $150 to the nurse, schedule my next appointment for 6 weeks, and haul ass outta the office, practically run to the elevator, get in, the doors close, and I busted out laughing for 8 straight floors to the lobby.
N-n-n-nipples! Bwahahahahahaha!

I laughed pretty much all the way to the bus depot, and then nearly lost it when I passed the Sarasota Herald Tribune building, where they have 5 giant Monistat ovule "art" displayed.

I made it back to my side of town, went to W-w-walgreens wh-wh-where they d-d-didn't have the tes-tes-testosterone in stock, but w-w-will have it t-t-tomorrow.
Hahahahahah!
I told them to just have that and the Ambien ready tomorrow, and I'll go back and pick it up.
Then I went to Publix and grabbed some stuff for dinner, and more soda, and came home.

$150 poorer in about an hour.

I'm getting ready to head out to the new doc who doesn't take insurance. I plan on asking why they don't take any insurance at all, because this just seems totally crappy to do to people who have no choice but to see them ya know?

This was a referral, if I don't go, I violate the terms of Doc F., and then he wouldn't see me any more, so I'm being forced to see this new doc.
It's totally not right.

And I also have to call them again and hope they give me a street address so I can actually find the place.
This is what the new doc told me when they scheduled my appointment.
"It's the large brick law building on 2nd street."
There are 3 large brick buildings on 2nd street you idiots, and none of them have huge signs on them except for the Wachovia building.
So two of the buildings could possibly be the brick law building.

Fun.

Ok, I need to brush my teeth and finish my hair, and I'm out.
I have no idea when I'll be home, but you can bet I'll have plenty to say about this mornings fun, no insurance taking, can't give an address doc, when I get back.
Later days!

I'm just waiting for it.

I took a screen shot of something tonight to show people I wasn't making it up just to stir up trouble.
Anyway, I snapped the shot, posted it in the discussion, and then I realized that a search I was doing, is in the screen shot.
Click for bigger.

Bwahahahahahahahahhaha!
Oh my god, I had tears rollin' down my cheeks when I realized that is in the shot.
Why was I searching for marbles in girlfriends ass?
On another forum, a guy posted this absolutely, no way is it true kind of story about what?
Yup, marbles in his girlfriends ass.
I, and several others thought he was plagiarizing, so I went in search of the original story and found it.
By the time I went back to the forum, someone else had already posted the link to the original.

So now I'm sitting here waiting for someone on the other site where I posted the screen shot, to notice the search hit and say something.
I'll just direct them here to this post, and keep laughing.
Hahahaha!

I am dead tired and drained.

I should totally be in bed, but I can't sleep.
I am so emotionally drained, and physically exhausted, but still can't sleep.
I need to go to bed very soon if I'm going to be in any kind of shape for tomorrow mornings fun filled doctor appointment.
Fuck.

September 12, 2007

The ferocious beast has been captured.

The wild and ferocious feline, was captured today.
Shahiro, as the natives call her in legends and stories handed down, was placed behind a single pane cage grid today.

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The bottom shelving unit from the coffee table was being used to keep the roomba from entering the kitchen.
Yes I have the wall unit thingies, but no "D" cell batteries right now, so I rigged a wall unit.
Anyway, Shahiro was jokingly placed behind it, and she couldn't figure out how to get out.

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It's not even as high as the kitchen counter where she jumps on it to get in the kitchen window and torture the dog next door, but she's obviously not smart enough to look up, jump on the counter, and jump into the dining room.

She finally just laid there, gave up, knackered out.
Poor Shahiro kitty.

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But damn was it funny watching her try to get out when it's so obvious how to get out. *laughs*

Can you please come 10 minutes early?

Of course I can!
I'll whisk myself there with the use of my magic beans!

Seriously, this new hormone doc is already on my nerves, and I haven't even met them yet.
My appointment is at 9am sharp downtown.
On 2nd street in the law building.
They just called and oh so cheerily asked me to arrive 10 minutes early because they need paperwork filled out.

Ya know what?
If Dr. F.'s office can refer me to your office, why can't they fax the paperwork over to your office?
Why must the patient show up to all new appointments with birth certificates and SS cards, and insurance papers in triplicate.
Oh that's right, this doc doesn't take insurance! So what's all this paperwork about?
When was your last cycle? How are your moods? Are you depressed?! Happy?! How often do you get migraines?! How's your stress?!

I'll tell you how my stress is!!
I'm tired, I have not been sleeping well, I've spent almost the entire day in a sleepy fog, I haven't been able to eat, my hips and left leg are on fire today and I don't know why!
I'm trying to do what's best for me and my family, and making a business decision had to be done, and I'm told I'm over reacting! That that's not really what's happening! That there's nothing to be concerned over!
I'm tired of being called a shill and a certain other name which has grated on my nerves from day 1, and I'm tired of the bad press, and I'm tired of being lied to and yelled at, and having all these people I consider friends, called cheaters and watch them get fucked over day in and day out! I'm tired of being told something one day, and then the next being told that that's not how it is, and this is how it's always been when it clearly hasn't been that way!
And I'm struggling to pay my bills, but I'd rather struggle than get fucked over one. more. time!
And I know it pays the fucking phone bill, but god fucking dammit! I'd rather let it get shut off because the price I'd be paying is simply too high!
And I'm tired of watching others be distracted by flashing lights and waving dollar bills, because I know they will get screwed over again and again, and I'll feel sorry and angry for them all over again. And I'm carrying the weight of everyone, even if I wasn't asked to, because I know it will happen again, and somebody has to.
And it disappointed me so much, to learn money was paid to say those things, but I can't say I blame them, it's a lot of money.
*sigh*

Maybe the new hormones this doc gives me will fix everything like Dr. F. says, and I'll be happy and full of energy, and able to put blinders on.
Who knows?
I don't.
Sometimes I just don't have the answers, but I know what's happening isn't right, and I'm exhausted from caring about it and all these great people I've come to know, and I can't help but worry for them and I'm sitting here crying over this stupid shit and I can't help it because I care about these people I barely know and I don't want to see any of them get messed with even one more time.
And it's totally ridiculous isn't it?
That I'm sitting here crying about all this shit, and all these people I care about who think I'm this cold hearted obnoxious bitch, and they can make their judgments and say they're surprised when I express someone else is too obnoxious for my tastes.
And they can say I was wrong for what I did, when they are guilty of the same exact thing, and I shouldn't care.
I just shouldn't care about any of them or this, but I do.
Maybe I do need blinders, so I stop caring about all of it.

It's dead.

I held my pee all night, I forced myself to sleep so I wouldn't sit here and think about the wolf spider lurking behind the toilet, and when I woke Mark up at 5:45 to get ready for school, I told him there was a huge ass spider in there, if he sees it, he's to destroy it by whatever means necessary, because mom's bladder is about to rupture.

He looked at me like he always does when I say spider, kill it, which is this look like I'm crazy but he feels bad for me that after all these years, I am still shaking and crying like that 8 year old girl who went camping.

He entered the bathroom, came right back out and said, "Shahiro must have been bored last night, stay there, I'll clean up the guts."
I peered around the edge of the door to make sure he wasn't just fucking with me, that the spider was truly dead.
He grabbed it with tissue and put it in the toilet and told me to go ahead and pee.
"Flush it."
"Mooom?"
"You heard me, flush it. I cannot pee with it's carcass floating just mere inches from my ass. Flush. It."
So he flushed it, I ran in and watched it swirl away to the septic tank, where if it wasn't really dead but just stunned, all the piss and shit from two duplex units, would surely kill it.
Then I told him to get out before I wet myself, and proceeded to take the longest but most satisfying piss of my life.

I might have pee'd a little.

I just went to the bathroom, had my panties about mid-ass crack when I saw it.
What did I see?
A spider.
A wolf spider.
On my bathroom floor about 10 inches from my big toe.

I'm deathly afraid of spiders, and rightly so.
And right there, in front of my big toe, with my panties mid-ass crack, in a half hunched over position getting ready to pee, was a wolf spider.

I froze in absolute terror, hunched over now gripping my panties instead of the usual sliding down motion, I was clutching them for dear life.
I have no idea why, it's not like my panties could save my big toe from the evil spider.

Then Kali kitty came strutting in to be pet while I pee, cats know you're trapped on the can, so you're forced to pet them.
She was getting ready to rub against my leg, when she saw it and reached her paw for it.
It jumped!!!!
When it jumped, I jumped, and scrambled to get my panties back up and dash out of there as fast as possible, and Kali is this ginormous cat, and I stumbled over her, and I'm pretty sure some pee escaped while a quick squeely gasp left my lips.

I darted out of the bathroom, grabbed Shahiro kitty, and threw her into the bathroom with Kali.
What do you think they did with it?
They played with it, chased it around the bathroom till it went behind the toilet.

It's behind the toilet.

I cannot pee under these conditions.
There's a wolf spider behind my toilet, or by now, hidden behind the seat lid, or on top of the tank hiding behind my stack of magazines, just waiting for me to sit and urinate so it can crawl on me and bite me, or crawl into my hair, and bite my head, or let it's babies run loose, or all kinds of other horrible thoughts that have now gone through my head!!

I don't think anyone can possibly understand the severe trauma that one incident with the spider while camping, has caused me.
This is a paralyzing fear, I break out in a sweat, I can't breathe, and I certainly cannot pee while I know there's a fucking wolf spider behind the toilet!

September 11, 2007

No more kings.

I had one of those days around here.
After I fixed my net connection issue, I had a problem with the AC, and spent a few hours fixing that.
There is nothing like fixing your AC in a house that gets hotter by the minute, let me tell ya.
I got it fixed, then spent about 20 minutes in the shower cooling off, and washing about 3 hours of sweat off.

Then the boys came home and argued like I posted below.
Then Mark went out with George for dinner, and Sebastian and I had some tacquitos for our dinner.

Then the toilet attempted to bubble over for some unknown reason, no one had used it or flushed it, it just started coming up.
I think my plex neighbors may have done something, or had a problem on their side.

Then there was still just as much confusion as the last few days, and I'm just so over legalese, I give up.
I have taken a leave of absence from a pay to blog company, for an undetermined amount of time, due to a ton of ongoing issues which are never fixed, and I was seriously starting to feel ugly inside.
Regardless of how badly I need the money, no amount of money is worth the stress it was causing me on a daily basis.
I'll stick with contextual links and no rules, and continue to do paid reviews privately, and seek out more sponsors, in order to pay my bills.

And then I amused myself with some old Schoolhouse Rocks videos on youtube.
This is one of my favorites, No More Kings.

Kathy Griffin to be censored at the Emmy awards.

Source.

Instead of getting up on stage and thanking god like so many celebs do when they win any type of award, Kathy Griffin didn't.
But she did have a few words to say.

"A lot of people come up here and thank Jesus for this. He had nothing to do with this," Griffin said. "Suck it, Jesus. This award is my God now."

Because of what she said, her speech will not air.
"Kathy Griffin's offensive remarks will not be part of the E! telecast on Saturday night," the Academy of Television Arts & Sciences said in a statement Monday.
According to the TV academy and E!, when the four hour-plus ceremony is edited into a two-hour program, Griffin's remarks will be shown in "an abbreviated version" in which some language may be bleeped.

The comedian's remarks were condemned Monday by Catholic League President Bill Donohue, who called them a "vulgar, in-your-face brand of hate speech."

Hate speech? Excuse me? Where in any part of what she said, could be considered hate speech?
She did not say Christians suck it, or all you believers are full of shit, she expressed her thoughts, her freedom of religion thoughts.
She said Jesus had nothing to do with her winning the award, she tells Jesus to suck it.
That's far from hate speech, it's free speech.

According to the article, it's very possible that Justin Timberlake and Andy Samberg's song, Dick in a box, may possibly be performed live.
The academy has said that "show elements are in the process of being worked out."

So they may possibly allow Dick in a box to be performed live, but will not air Kathy Griffin's acceptance speech, because it offended Catholic League President Bill Donohue, who asked the academy to "denounce Griffin's obscene and blasphemous comment" at Sunday's ceremony, but they have no issue with a dick in a box?
Are you kidding me?!

For years people have been getting up on stages and thanking gods and higher powers for giving them talent so they could win an award in front of their peers, but the second an atheist wants to say, no, I worked for this, no god had anything to do with all my hard work, and yes, even say suck it, that person will be edited out completely or be bleeped, so as not to offend the believers.
Have the believers even for one second, ever considered, that listening to all those thank you Jesus speeches, celeb after celeb, year after year, offends those of us who don't believe?
I know I'd like to say that they are a hard working actor or comedian, or musician, that they dedicated themselves to their craft, to get where they are, instead of saying oh, I don't have anything to do with it, it's all god's doing.

See, that's one of the core things of humanism and atheism.
That people are responsible and capable, for all that they do, that no outside force has any power over any good you do, or any wrong you do, that it is solely on the individual to be what they are.

I'm just so tired of people being offended so much by others beliefs, that they take steps to silence them.
She has every right to say she worked for that award, no god was involved in it, and yes, to even say suck it Jesus, because it's her right, her right to freedom of speech, her right to freedom of religion, and if every other celeb can get up there and thank god and say I love you Jesus, than she has just as much right to say suck it.

5 minutes in the door.

The teens just got home 5 minutes ago.
In those 5 minutes, they have called each other a bunch of names, been rude to each other, and even hit each other.
I said stop at least 10 times, asked them to stop being so snotty to each other, yelled at them finally to knock it off.

It's going to be a long freaking night if the fighting keeps up at this rate.

LSP fix saves the day!

It wasn't technically a virus, it was more of a malware issue that somehow got on my pc.
My LSP modules ended up being stacked, causing my LAN to be buggy, do the whole intermittent internet connection issue from time to time.
So once I finally figured out what was wrong, I downloaded LSPfix, and ran it once, problem fixed instantly!
Woo hoo!
All of the people who tried to help me, work in tech, and not a single one of them thought it was a stacked module issue even though hijack this was displaying about 10 entries for svchost.exe every time it ran.
If you run hijack this, and you get that error on line 10, repeated counts of line 10, it's a stacked module issue fucking up your LAN connection.

I'm so geekily proud of myself.
I fixed what none of those tech heads even thought of.
Ha!

9/11/01 =7

I think the same thing is on all of our minds today, and some of us have different reasons for those thoughts.
No matter where any of us stand, we all look back and recall the loss of life.
They are who we should never forget.

Well that sucks.

Apparently my virus scanner and checker, wasn't doing a very good job, because one got through.
I'm repairing now.
Argh.
That's probably the reason for the svchost.exe and connection issues too.
Dang.
It's all those stupid freaking things people send me. I know it is!

People are always sending me pictures to look at, fwds, and other stuff. I remember getting one about a week ago that made my screen flash when I opened the picture, but didn't think anything of it.
They say don't open anything unless they are a trusted source, well, it was.
Blah.
Anyway, I'll be up till I repair it.

September 10, 2007

It's a cup.

One of the classes Mark has this year is ceramics. He sits on bar stools for 45 minutes every other day, making whatever he feels like making.
So far, he's made a tea pot, a lizard, and today he brought home a goblet.
It was pretty cool.
It was like an old world style goblet made from rocks ya know?
Like maybe I dunno, like prehistoric peoples would drink out of.
I say made out of rock because that's how his looked. It didn't quite look like any of these.

He's definitely getting better at it, maybe by Christmas he will be awesome at it, and make me something really cool.

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Sponsors need for Alzheimer's memory walk.

My friend Elizabeth, is taking part in the Alzheimer's memory walk, and she needs sponsors.

Elizabeth is a team captain, and as team captain, she has to raise a minimum of $200. She only has $30 so far, so she really needs your help if you can.
The walk is THIS Sunday, so she really needs your help now!

Just go here to her personal memory walk donation page, and help her out.
It would be greatly appreciate by me, by her, and all the people and their families afflicted with this horrible disease.

Thanks.

I have an electronics need.

I want an on line bullshitotmeter, kinda like radar detectors, it would beep or flash, when you get an email that is obviously full of bs, and or snark and sarcasm.
You could actually use it on any website, so that you would know if someone was bs'ing you.

This past week has just been so full of crap, that it's almost impossible to determine if what's being said is the truth or not.
I hate lies and liars with a passion, and I've seen so much of it this week, I'm sick over it.

Hot and BBQ.

I've got the wings in the oven, been working on them for a little bit now.
I'm making half super hot for Mark, and half BBQ for Sebastian and I.
I also have some fries to go with them.
It just felt like a wing night.

What are you having for dinner tonight?

Time for a new skillet again.

I go through electric skillets at the rate of one every 2 years. I love them because they don't require the use of all that electricity and wasted cooking heat, from using the stove top.
I placed my usual one on my wish list so I wouldn't forget to get it, but then I went looking for other ones, to see what else is out there, and came across berndes cookware.
It looks like nice stuff, but I don't see any electric skillets on their site.
Maybe they don't make them?
They do have a really nice 13 inch buffet skillet, but it requires stove top cooking.
I'll either keep looking, or just get my usual brand.

I'm starting to get upset.

The new extra hour of the Today Show debuted today at noon est.
The TV Guide says that at 1pm, Days of Our Lives comes on.
At 2pm, it's to be announced, meaning no show is slotted.
From 3pm on, it simply says local programming.
Where is Passions?

The switch to the 101 on Direct TV, was not supposed to happen until the 17th.
Passions is not on any of the lineup.
This is making me sad.
I'm so totally going to miss this show and all it's witch craft, and baby mama drama, and murders and stuff.
NBC was airing the episodes on line, but once it switches, there are no plans to air any of the episodes on line for people who don't have DTV.

I'm sure I'll totally get over it, but seriously, did we really need another hour of the Today Show?
And did it really need to come on at noon?
Why didn't they just dump that stupid 10am crappy Daytime show, stick the 4th hour in that time slot, so it would have been 4 consecutive hours of Today, then do the local news, then Montel, then Passions, then DOOL, then RR, then Oprah?
The Daytime show is freaking stupid, and they would have been able to keep Passions on NBC, and not force the switch the DTV.

Why did they keep the gay show, and get rid of Passions?!?
Ack!

I found a style he would like.

I'm obsessed with this whole bed issue now because it's going to cost me, and I hate it when things cost me.
I don't know why, but for some reason I thought that twin size beds would last. I mean, my mom and dad didn't buy us new beds, we fit in our beds all through high school and growing up.
I just didn't think about the possibility of them growing super tall.
Their dad is my height, their Aunt Heather is shorter than me, Great Gram is too.
Maybe Mark inherited some Howard genes, or Uncle Stephen genes.

But anyway, I was wide awake most of the night again, and just kept thinking about Mark's bed.
So I was surfing around shopping for beds on line. Just browsing around, looking for a style that looks good, and I could afford. I came across Bush furniture, and they have some super nice styles, not too bad on price, but their location is out of reach for me.
So I'll show Mark the beds I think he'd like, then we can start pricing them locally, and I can start saving for one.

Britneys' beer belly was so hot!

MTV hasn't been good in years, the MTV awards are a complete joke, especially when they let someone like Britney Spears who hasn't had a hit album in 2 years, perform.

And can we really call that a performance?
You didn't see it?
Well here is Britney's performance from the VMA's last night.
It was poorly lip synched, she couldn't dance, and even tripped over her own feet a few times, making it look like she was doing the drunken stumble, instead of the sexy and enthusiastic dance her back-ups were doing, and she was clearly messed up.
Drunk or drugged, Britney was a wreck on that stage.
She wasn't even trying. She basically walked across the stage, moving her mouth open and shut, and kept looking off in a far off gaze of confusion.

She was caught saying backstage that she was upset during her performance due to what Sarah Silverman said.
Um, Bit, Sarah made the jokes about you and your kids, after you performed.
Sorry you were so messed up that you didn't know that Brit, maybe you should have waited to party until after your performance.
And that beer belly?
That was so hot! *laughs*

Saved.

I just wrote out this huge entry because I needed to get off my chest all the absolutely crazy shit that happened this week.
I saved it in draft, because it was just a need to vent kind of thing.
I needed to get it all out of me, because it was playing with my mental health.
Hopefully now that I got it all out, I can focus on what I need to do this week.

September 9, 2007

I have no idea what I'm going to do.

The other day I posted about how the boys are out growing their beds, so tonight I had Mark lay down in his just so I could try and take a guess at how long it's going to be before I have to go bedroom furniture shopping for him.

It's not going to be long at all.
Dammit.
If he keeps growing at the rate at which he is, I will have to buy him a bigger bed by probably March of 2008.
If he places his feet at the end of the mattress, he has about 10 inches between the top of his head and the headboard of his bed.
I'm going to have to bust my ass working between now and the next 6 months, in order to save up for a new bed for him.
There goes any planned trips to Vegas in November and the one in late March.
I cannot afford those trips realistically anyway, I was scrimping and saving, and picking up any pennies and other change I was finding on the street as it is, just to try and save for those trips.
Now the money will be spent on a new bed, and here's hoping I won't have to buy Sebastian a new bed too.
Seriously, one income freaking blows.
There goes the other plans I had for money too.
Blah.

Two new movie reviews.

Over the weekend, I watched a few new movies, and have posted them on Twisted Psycho.
One was excellent, and the other sucked.
You'll have to go read to find out.

Dick in a box wins an Emmy?

It did. For best original music and lyrics.

"(Blank) in a Box," last December's fake music video performed by Timberlake and "SNL" cast member Andy Samberg, is about wrapping a part of the male anatomy and presenting it to a loved one as a holiday present.
It's a really funny song, but Emmy worthy?
The Creative Arts Emmys, which recognize technical and other achievements for the 2006-07 season, will air Sept. 15 on E!, the night before the Primetime Emmy Awards on Fox.

Timberlake was elsewhere Saturday: He had a concert scheduled in Tacoma, Wash. But his tour takes him to Los Angeles on Primetime Emmys night, raising the possibility he could perform "Box" at the ceremony.


If they do perform it on the primetime Emmy's, it will be censored all the way.
They edited this news article, bleeping out the word dick, so do you really think they'll let them sing it live without censoring?
I doubt it.

Not now stupid weather!!!

I'm right in the middle of some serious stuff, and there's a massive t-storm going on. I could lose power.
Gah!

Self Portrait Sunday 9/9/07

Go here for the weekly one, and click the button for the main page.

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I thought I'd get a jump on this right now because I usually forget to do it, and I was messing around with the camera anyway.
I cut off 3 inches of my hair last night, and you can't even tell.
Now instead of being down to the middle of my ass, it's right at my ass.

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September 8, 2007

Peeping poker tables.

I was going to blog about this last night while I was awake, but I ended up doing some xp tweaks and forgot.
But anyway, one of the shows that's always on around 3 or 4am, is a show called Poker After Dark.
It's a high stakes poker game, and it usually has celebrities in the games. Every day, there's a new celeb sitting down playing.
On 1 of the shows, actress Jennifer Tilly was playing. You know, the squeaky voiced vixen from movies? Yeah, her. She is actually a very decent player.
Well anyway, it was on last night, and for the first time since I've been sorta paying attention to the show, I noticed that the poker tables they use, have cameras at each players seat, so when the player peeks at his cards, the tv viewers can see their hands.
I thought that was kinda cool, but now I'm wondering, do the casinos in Vegas use cameras in their tables?
Is that how they catch cheaters and stuff?

When they still don't see the error.

"Our concept of the universe differs in blank contrast. So when I put something on you about your disbelief, the reasonable thing for an atheist is to say, "fine ****, okay, here's my morally constructed universe," then everything would be fine.

But you became very upset, and I'm sorry about that."

The person who wonderfully insulted me in this entry I wrote about atheists and Christmas, sent me another long-ish email today about him upsetting me.
Yes he apologized, but he is still putting the blame on me, on my reaction to his insults.
It wasn't that he had attacked my disbelief, it was that he was insulting me, telling me I am not worthy to give and receive presents, because Christmas means something to him, and because I don't share his beliefs, I have no right to have it mean a joyous holiday to share with my friends and family. That I have no right to give or receive presents.
That simply because I did not share his reasons for Christmas or his beliefs, I am not a worthy human being.

In his email, he clearly says he put something on me about my disbelief, and the reasonable atheist reaction should have been, according to him, someone who is not an atheist, was to tell him my morally constructed universe, and then let all the insults he flung at me, fall to the wayside, like they were nothing.
Like being an atheist means I have to be robotic in my emotions, and not care that I was insulted.

He still clearly does not understand atheism or humanism.
I believe in science and facts and people.
I believe that people can and will do what's right by their fellow man, without a higher power telling them how to treat each other.
Even with his higher power telling him how to treat others, he still thinks it was ok of him to throw insults around, and he's somehow morally superior than I am, and I should have simply ignored those insults, and let bygones be bygones, the subject title of his email.

He's only sorry because I became upset, not because he was rude and insulted me.
"If you're nice, you can give me room for being human."
I can give room for being human, as long as that human is willing to shift the blame from me, to themselves.
Don't apologize because I was upset.
Apologize because you were rude.

So I was taking use of the facilities just now and,

while sitting there, a light bulb blew out of the bathroom light bar.
I just stared at it.
Then I started thinking how old every fixture in the house is.
The ceiling lights, the kitchen faucets, the bathroom faucets, everything is so old and outdated in here, and most of the time it can be overlooked.
But every now and then I start thinking how much nicer this place would be, if the carpeting was ripped out and wooden floors installed, or new carpet. I actually don't like wooden floors.
They make a house echo and sound strange.
So anyway, I come back out here and decide to take a break from movie watching, and look around at more stuff that I would love to do to upgrade this place if I stay.
The landlord simply deducts any thing I buy and install or fix, from the rent. You can't go wrong with that.
So I started looking at light fixtures first, and ended up looking at quoizel lighting, where I found this fixture.

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Polished chrome, and I just love the light shades. They hang down, and are very simple.
Then I'd have to redo the all the bathroom fixtures in polished chrome, like the towel and toilet paper holders, and I'd probably paint the room in icicle, with krypton gray for the trim.
It would look great.
Then I'd probably paint the cabinet with the krypton, and get polished brass knobs to match the room.
I tried this color scheme out in a Sims bathroom and it looks awesome.
I'll go take a picture of it when I play next, and show you.
It looks killer.

I'm taking a lazy.

I'm going to go chill with my Netflix movies and Weeds.
I'll be back off and on, but my couch and I are going to reacquaint ourselves.
It's been a long stressful week.

I may finally go to bed now.

Yup, been another one of those long, no sleep nights at Casa Cooper.
I hate this!
I really wish I knew what caused these bouts of insomnia to happen to me.
Nothing changes in my diet, I am not taking long naps during the day either.
Just about once a month, I end up having insomnia for anywhere from 3-9 days straight, and then I sleep for like 12 hours, and then back to a normal bedtime routine for the rest of the month.

It's totally crazy.

A healthy liver and stomach.

On one of the forums I frequent daily, some of us were talking about pain medications, topical ointments to control pain, stuff like that. I'm all for herbal remedies or topical applications to relieve pain.
I mean, I'm going on 6+ years of taking heavy narcotics every single day, up to 14 of them.
Every. Single. Day.
Can you imagine what my stomach and liver look like?
I don't even want to think about it.
I think I have problems with my skin because of that damage.
When I was away that weekend eating out every day, my skin was slimy and smelled horrible. That's because of digestive problems, probably because my stomach and liver are trashed from all the meds.
Someone a few days ago, suggested taking an herbal supplement to help my digestive system get better, heal from all the narcotics damage, and she suggested the Garden of Life, Omega Zyme Ultra products.
She said they worked for her when she was having trouble, and she still takes a daily supplement.

Provides 21 different digestive enzymes, each with a specific function to help your body process proteins, carbohydrates, fats, and difficult to digest foods like broccoli, nuts, seeds, beans, and dairy, increasing nutrient availability to the body.

Those are most of the foods that when I eat them, I end up with the bad smelly skin, meaning my stomach isn't processing them correctly. I'm positive I don't digest fats properly because of how they effect my skin.
I'll have to talk to my various docs about it. I meant to do that on my last appointment, but forgot.

September 7, 2007

Helping the girl friends.

A blogging friend of mine, Angie, had her blog suspended by her host. It wasn't a professional hosting company, it was a person who hosts other people on her account.
This is what happened to Angie;

I started my Girly Things blog as a sub-domain of someone who felt kind enough to provide a free account for me, but as I returned this afternoon for a long trip out of town for the funeral of my grandmother - I found that my account had been suspended for two weeks. Why, you ask? I had made mention of the possibility of giving my daughter a Benadryl during the long trip if she acted up. What I did not say in my other blog entry was that my pediatrician had actually suggested the Benadryl as an alternative to her daily non-drowsy allergy meds.....
Apparently, the gal who hosts my original Girly Things blogs felt I was advocating the drugging of children. It makes me wonder if she has a child, little less a nervous child with raging allergies.

I feel so bad for Angie, and this "host" should be downright ashamed of herself.
Nowhere in her ToS, does it say anything about the host having final say over editorial content.
I believe that if the people she is hosting still, knew what kind of person she is, and how much power and control she has, they wouldn't have their blogs there, they'd seek a professional host, someone who contacts you about ToS violations before removing your site.
But again, nowhere in the ToS of this site, does it say anything at all about the host approving, and approving of, a posts content.

Go visit Angie at Girly Things, bookmark her, feed her, blogroll her.
She most likely will never be allowed back into her blog, this isn't the first time this host has done this to one of her bloggers. She has just outright deleted other bloggers before without telling them too, a mistake she claims, and she never even tried to rectify the situation.

It is so very important if you are serious about your blogging, if you are trying to make an income from it, to get your own hosting and domain. Free hosts have often deleted bloggers for no good reason, so get your own, protect your content with a real ToS, by a real and reputable company.
I personally use ICDsoft, and have been with them for 4 years now.
They are an excellent company who has never done me wrong, and I'm often praising them to other bloggers for their outstanding customer service.

Making some serious progress.

I cleaned off all my shelves, took every last item off of them, and Swiffer'ed the shelves and all the books and other items, then put everything back nicely organized.
All my books and DVDs, are now neatly put away and grouped according to author and style.

It is amazing just how much junk and other stuff I had up there.
I found my two missing ruby and sapphire diamond rings that I thought I had lost forever.
They were buried in a pile of playing cards, No-Doz, Visine, some action figures, some collectibles, my air horn and tons of other crap.

My next task while the curtains are getting washed and dried, is to clean out the coffee tables drawer and hinged hidden drawer, and the one end table that holds my computer tower.
I'm on a roll here, I have energy, I have the motivation, I'm going to get this living room clean today.
Woohoo!

I have a lot of junk.

I was running the roomba again today, I figure I'll do it everyday because seriously, it does an amazing job, and it is saving me time and a backache from not having to run the upright, but it kept getting stuck under my coffee table.
My coffee table is a huge solid cherry and cast iron table. It's a monster of a table, very difficult for me to lift up so the roomba can get unstuck.

It's exactly like this one, except mine is a dark cherry, not pine.
Well that bottom shelf, can be taken off, so I moved all this crap that I had on the shelf, off, and then took the shelf off.

So now it looks like this. (Yes, there is a lot of crap on the coffee table. I'm working on it)

Now the roomba won't get stuck.
Yay!
I just have to show you this picture of Kali watching the roomba work.
She's fascinated with it. She just follows it around.

And I know, my carpet looks like shit.
Ever since my Bissell steam cleaner died, more and more stains have happened.
I really need to buy that one again, it worked so awesome. It even got out set in old stains.
I had lived here for 4 years before I bought it, and my carpet looked absolutely wretched, I bought it and ran it 3 times the first week I got it, and every single 4 year old stain came out and the carpet looked brand new again.
I would love to buy another one soon, and get this carpet looking great again.
I rented a Rug Doctor once from Publix, it cost me $100, plus I had to buy all the cleaning supplies to go with it, and it didn't do good at all. It was a complete waste of $100.
I'd rather buy the Bissell again, use it whenever I need to or want to, and get great results.

Man, what started out as a quick thought, turned into this huge entry. *laughs*
But anyway, now that I've cleared off all the stuff that was on the shelf and removed the shelf, I now have to find a home for all the stuff I took off of it. I threw the old magazines out, and will rearrange my bookshelves to add all those books.
Wish me luck.
My bookshelves are jam packed with stuff too.


Should be a fun weekend for the boys.

Both of them have plans with their Big's this weekend to go do some fun stuff. Mark and George are going to see some RC airplanes and even fly a few around, and Sebastian and Jimi have plans to go bike riding and some other things.

Jimi is an awesome guy. He's been so busy working and training hard to become a fireman, and hold down his regular job, but he takes the time every other day to send Sebastian an email to catch up, ask how things are going, and to share stories with him about fireman training.
I love how dedicated and motivated this guy is.
Sebastian has a friend he can talk to any time, and the guy is a great role model, displaying great work ethics, drive, determination, and goals.
He's just been a super good influence on Sebastian in the short time they have now known each other, I couldn't be happier for Sebastian, and I'm just happy that he finally has a decent male role model and friend in his life.

I'm a mom, I do it all, but I can't be a male role model ya know?
I try to teach them to be good humans and do right, but having a real man show them the way, is so important.

Mostly fixed?

Ok so the problem with my spotty connection is mostly fixed.
Thanks Josh!
He had me download and run Hijack This, which finds out all the ways hijackers use to get into your system, and do bad stuff to you.
He then read the logs, and told me what items to fix.
One of the items was my Lexmark printer.
It seems the makers of Lexmark, make really bad code, which can interrupt internet signals, and cause sites not to load on first try.

So far so good after the few fixes we did.
It's been about 20 minutes now, and only 1 site has stalled upon load.
At least it's mostly fixed.
If I could fix it completely, I'd be so freaking happy!

September 6, 2007

Ping-a-ling-a-ling.

I'm still having spotty internet connection.
I did get a new ethernet cable, well didn't buy one, I had an extra one in my box of extra computer parts and stuff.
Anyway, connection is still super spotty.
If I sit and read a page, or type out a post like this, when I go to publish, it says connecting to www., and takes about a full minute.
If I click from page to page quickly, there is no problem.
I even ran a ping test using USF, to test latency, and it all looks fine of course, because a ping test is pinging a server, meaning fast movement.
It's when I sit on a page for longer than 30 seconds, that my next connection stalls or slow starts, to get back up and moving again.
I have no idea how to fix this.
I have a few guys who are major geeks over on the forums, trying to help me.
I know Jeff would be able to see and fix this problem if he was right in front of my computer, so he just has to keep asking me questions, and to check stuff, in order to figure it out.

Bye bye bye.

I suppose I've stalled long enough, and it's getting late, so time to go to the store.
Maybe the walk will do me good, maybe this headache will go away, maybe I can dump some of this stress.
I've just had far more in the last 3 or so days, than I have had in awhile, and I can't do it anymore.

I need to grab some food, some soda, and look and see if they carry the new skin care products I saw in Cosmo that I wanted to try out.
I'm having some skin issues, probably related to the whole hormone imbalance, but it can't hurt to try some stuff out first, instead of just adding another pill to the med cocktail I already take every day.
I really need some junk food too.
I have a serious cakey sweet tooth that needs some fixing.

iRobot Roomba 416 Vacuum cleaning robot.

This is the model Roomba I won, and arrived yesterday.

It took about 3 hours to charge using it's APS fast charger, and I let it run for a bit because I just had to test it out and scare my kitties with it.
This is what you get in the box with this model:
* iRobot Roomba® 416 Vacuum Cleaning Robot
* 1 Roomba Filter
* Advance Power Supply (APS) Fast Charger
* APS Battery
* 2 Virtual Walls (requires 2 D batteries per unit, not included)
* One-year manufacturer's warranty
* Documentation
* Owner's Guide
* Cleaning Tool
It does not come with the self charging home base, so when it's finished with it's cleaning run, you have to put it back and plug it into the wall adapter charger.
The Roomba works so well, I will probably, more than likely, buy the self charging home base to save myself from having to kneel down on the floor and plug it back in, and unplug it all the time.
I'll probably just buy the scheduler plus upgrade package, so that the Roomba will just clean the house on a schedule, and I won't have to kneel down to turn it on either.
While that may sound like the epitome of lazy, getting up and down off of the floor, is not an easy task for me with the titanium rods I have in there from shoulder to tailbone.
With a remote scheduler, I could easily see the Roomba being the disabled persons dream house cleaning machine.

The Roomba is about 13 inches in diameter. I didn't think they were that large when looking at them on the site.
They certainly don't look that big, but compared to a standard 9 inch paper plate, you can see that the Roomba is a big machine.

It cleans amazingly well. I didn't think it would have good suction at all, I mean, it's this little vacuum, not a large traditional vac, but it cleaned my rugs and terrazzo floors exceptionally well.
If you put it on max clean, it takes a longer trip around your home, and will spot clean areas that it finds are extra dirty.
It spent about 7 minutes near the cat litter boxes, just going around in circles, making sure it got up every single last piece of cat litter.
I can't even accomplish that with a broom or my regular vac.

It uses a bag-less debris system that you need to empty every 3 days according to the instructions.
I would recommend it after every use personally, so that it doesn't get full and need emptying in mid-cycle.
It cleaned up every piece of cat hair, every piece of debris it found, paper, candy wrappers, a few of the cat's toy mice, which I ended up having to rescue from the Roombas brushes.
It grabbed the mouse and just kept going. Ha haha
The bag-less debris bin is easy to take off, and easy to empty and place back on the Roomba.

The only issue I have with it as I mentioned in a previous post is, that it can get stuck under low objects like kitchen cabinets or low laying coffee tables, and then it tries to release itself, but if it can't, it starts beeping, and you have to go remove it from where ever it got stuck.
But all in all, it's a wonderful cleaning robot.
I'm very impressed with it.
The kitties have now gotten a bit more used to it, but they still follow it around and try to kill it by jumping on top of it or taking swipes at it.
I figure after a few more runs, they will be over the thrill of it, and ignore it when it does it's run.

Thank you very much iRobot for sending me this Roomba, it's a great little cleaning robot.

3pm already?

Where did the time go today?!
Oh I know, I was spending time reading up on all the things I can and cannot do again.
It changes daily, so yeah, it takes hours to get caught up on it, only to have it change again tomorrow.

I need to go to Publix, but I really don't want to.
I'm tired, I have a migraine, and over all, just a feeling of utter crappyness.

I promise I will get to emails in a bit, I just really need time to swallowadjust to all the changes and somehow not feel like I'm having my blog trampled on.
I'm sick and tired of rolling over time and again, and being asked to take another spanking, and then have to say thank you to the person dolling them out.
I'm also tired of people who do stand up for themselves and all of us one day, and then the next, kissing someones ass.
How many times are you going to let them do this to you, and then have them say sorry, I love you, let me buy you a drink, like it makes it all better?
You're on a road to the soul selling store. You are next in line, and they are offering you $5 for yours.
Are you really going to take it?
Just remember, Argus was killed by Hermes.
Hermes told it very long, boring stories until all of it's all seeing, all knowing eyes, drifted off to sleep.
Then he slaughtered it.

This is just too much fun to watch.

The iRoomba is fully charged, so I have it running around the house now. The cats are freaking!
It's get stuck a few places, and when it got stuck under the cabinets in the kitchen, that's when I noticed I am in serious need of new cabinet hardware.

Like OMG, I'd take a picture and show you, but I'm embarrassed. My fixtures are so old and nasty, ugh. I'll be buying new hardware if I stay here. I know the landlord won't replace the cabinets, but I could change out the hardware and he'd be ok with that.
But anyway, the iRoomba kicks ass. It cleans really well, I could watch this thing all day, right along with the kittehs.
The only problem is when it gets stuck somewhere, like under my low lying coffee table or the cabinets, it beeps and beeps at me, till I go find it and help it get un-stuck.

Did you notice the change?

To Google Reader?
Do you see it? Click for bigger.

They added a search feature.
Pretty cool.

In 1 hour, they get up for school.

I've been awake all night long.
Again.
I've been catching up on all my blog reading and other things during this time.
I mean, why not take full advantage of the insomnia?
I'm tired of fighting for sleep, I never win, so I might as well get things done.
Right?

But the boys have been asleep since 11pm, in the very same bunk beds that we got at a yard sale when we first moved down here 10 years ago.
They are excellent beds, they have lasted all these years, very well built.
Of course, they are the take apart kind, they are now two twin beds in separate rooms, but as I was checking on the noises coming from the cats in Mark's room an hour ago, I realized they are going to need new beds.
Soon.

Mark is now taller than me, Sebastian is as tall as me, and they are quickly outgrowing those beds.
I know I need to get them each a full size bed soon.
They are getting cramped in those ones, but I hate to have to part with those beds!
They are just so well built and sturdy.
We bought them used at a yard sale, the family said they had used them for about 10 years before we got them, so these bunks are about 20 years old, and still in excellent shape.
These are solid wood, huge bolts holding them together, and when placed together as bunks, those bolts hold them firmly, no wobbling at all.

*sigh*
My babies have grown up so fast, and outgrowing the bunks is just another reminder of how quickly children grow up.

Heh. I had some sweets in the house. Duh.

I completely forgot when I ordered that Oreo pizza, that I already had a sweet snack in the house.
When I walked to 7-11 this morning, I bought a Twix bar and put it in the freezer.
But it's still a good thing I did get the Oreo pizza thingy. I would have had to share my Twix with the teens, and that would have meant I didn't get any.
I found it when I just went to the freezer to get some ice, and there it was, in all it's shiny gold wrapped goodness.

Oh yeah! I forgot to tell you what was in the box Fedex delivered.
My iRobot iRoomba vac that I won!
This thing is HUGE!
Like seriously.
I thought it would be the size of say, a frisbee? But nope, it's like a medium sized serving platter from a restaurant.
Big.

I'm letting it charge and stuff, but I did give it a half charge, and then let it run.
I had to play with it!
The kittehs were not impressed with it at first. They followed it around, wild eyed, hissing at it, then they got into it and started chasing it around, smacking at it with their paws, "stalking" it from under the tables and on tables.
It was hysterical!
Poor Nova fat cat though.
She really did not like it much at all, I thought she was going to have a heart attack or something, the way she was running away from it even if it was 7 feet away from her.
Her eyes were huge, she was meowing loudly, she was panting.
Probably should stop feeding her Goldfish crackers so much huh?
Gonna give my kitteh a kitteh heart attack.

September 5, 2007

The Oreo pizza stuff isn't bad.

I told you we ordered from Domino's Pizza tonight for dinner, it was just one of those days around here, so let someone else cook was called for.

I ordered the Oreo Pizza dessert thing they were offering for $3.99, because I was in serious need of sweets, and what the hell?
It was cheap, and meant I didn't have to leave the house to go get anything.

It's a graham cracker crust, with a marshmallow creme "sauce', and crumbled up mushy Oreo's on top of that, then drizzled with chocolate sauce, and then drizzled with a white icing.
It wasn't bad at all.
As a matter of fact, it was quite tasty, a bit dry, but very tasty.
It's sticky though, and got all over the tablecloth I have on the coffee table.
The Oreo's sort of crumble and fall off, the marshmallow is sticky, so yeah, a bit messy.
I don't mind though, I can wash the tablecloth. I can't really wash the cherry wood coffee table.
The teens are messy eaters with messy food, and we don't use the kitchen table because that's a workspace, catch-all spot.

So all in all, the Oreo pizza is good, not something everyone would like, it's very sweet, but eh, it was 4 bucks.

Crazy Hip Blog Mamas #44

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Collab question #44:
Go to your blog and post a poem, post or picture that you feel expresses friendship. Was there a friend you lost? One you found? What qualities does your IDEAL friend posses?

My ideal friend is one that is loyal and true.
Stands by me during the rough times, picks me up and holds my hand during the sad times.
One who laughs with me at my lame jokes or mishaps, one who would do everything they could to help defend me.
Holds my hair back when I puke, one who sits by me during lockup.
Someone who tells me all her secrets and keeps mine.

There's so many amazing qualities about my very best friend Shell, that there's no way I could ever list them all.
No matter where we live, or what we are doing in our lives, we take the time to stay in touch and be there however we can for the other.

They asked for a poem or picture, so I found this one which truly sums up the friendship between Shell and I.

Anyone can stand by you when you are right, but a Friend will stand by you even when you are wrong...

A simple friend identifies himself when he calls. A real friend doesn't have to.

A simple friend opens a conversation with a full news bulletin on his life.

A real friend says, "What's new with you?"

A simple friend thinks the problems you whine about are recent.

A real friend says, "You've been whining about the same thing for 14 years. Get off your duff and do something about it."

A simple friend has never seen you cry. A real friend has shoulders soggy from your tears.

A simple friend doesn't know your parents' first names. A real friend has their phone numbers in her address book.

A simple friend hates it when you call after he has gone to bed. A real friend asks you why you took so long to call.

A simple friend seeks to talk with you about your problems. A real friend seeks to help you with your problems.

A simple friend, when visiting, acts like a guest. A real friend opens your refrigerator and helps herself.

A simple friend thinks the friendship is over when you have an argument.

A real friend knows that it's not a friendship until after you've had a fight.

A simple friend expects you to always be there for them. A real friend expects to always be there for you!

Sis found a great deal on plane tickets today.

She is planning another trip back up north to Maine, to see our folks, and did some serious cheap flight ticket searching, and found an awesome deal through AirTran.
$300 round trip per person, but, they have a 90 day pay later plan if you qualify for their credit option.
So she "bought" her tickets today, but will pay for them in 3 months.
That's so awesome.
When she gets up there in the end of December, I'm going to ask her to take pics of the new condo hotels they have been building along the beach front in Old Orchard Beach, where we grew up.
When I was up there, they were almost finished with this gigantic one right at the foot of the pier, but not completely finished yet.
I'm dying to know where they are going to park all the cars since there are no lots around that enormous building.
Maybe underneath?

I'm not cooking tonight!

I've had such a long day, my connection is still wonky, it's driving me nuts.
I've got wicked cramps, a migraine most of the day thanks to stress, it rained all afternoon, so my back is acting up, and my hips are killing me.
So, I did what any mother would do when she's having a hellacious day, I ordered pizza.

We got the 5-5-5 deal, 20 hot wings with blue cheese, and a 2 liter of coke, and they had some Oreo pizza dessert thingy, (right sidebar) so I grabbed that too.

Now I'm going to go chill, eat my dinner, and watch some stupid tv shows.
Later days.

I discovered the source of my connection issues.

It's my ethernet cord.
I don't know how it went bad, maybe a cat chewed through it, but whatever happened, it's in bad shape and a new one is needed.
I tested this theory by unplugging the cord from the boys pc, and plugging it into mine.
No connection problems at all, so now, I'll be buying a new cord.
Probably this one, Belkin A3L791-S 50-Foot RJ45 CAT 5e Snagless Molded Patch Cable (Gray).
I've found gold plated connectors work best.

Ok, off to see what the Fedex man just brought me.
Later days.

Today is starting pretty much how yesterday ended.

I have a wicked headache, there is nothing more frustrating than going around and around over an issue.
What's so weird about it is, that all of these bloggers clearly understand the issue, that our blogs are ours, but the powers that be keep saying stupid stuff like no, it is yours, but we're just telling you what to do with all of the posts you write on your blog.
Duh.
That makes it not ours then doesn't it?
Seriously, this is the biggest bunch of circle talkers, I have ever met in my life.
It's gonna be a long, long day.

Intermittent.

I'm still having spotty connection here and there.
It's really odd.
Like if I stay on one page too long, like more than 4 seconds, the next page I go to look at, hangs.
Instead of saying waiting on www.whatever, it's saying connecting to www.whatever.
It's not the sites either, because like I said, if I click back and forth between a ton of sites quickly, they connect with no problem.
I've checked my firewall, my connection settings, I've unplugged every major cord and ethernet cord, I've shut down and restarted the modem and the pc.
I cannot figure out why it's doing this.
I even checked my speeds, and it's bouncing up and down.
It's very strange.

Any suggestions networking type people?
Thanks.

September 4, 2007

I may end up in jail over this, but enough is enough.

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This is my neighbors pos minivan once again, parked drastically on my side of the property.

As you can see from the picture, her van is clearly on my side, it's well past my shed door, well past the middle of the carport.
This is another view from my shed door, right in front of my shed door as a matter of fact, that shows just how far on my side she is.
My basketball hoop is laying down, the hoop head is on the dead center divide of the carport.
It's actually 10 inches to the left, (my side) of the center divide.
This clearly shows just how much she is on my side.

Why am I so pissed about this when I don't own a vehicle, you might be wondering?
Because I pay for my half of this property for one thing, and for two, my sister came over today with my niece Susan, and they could not get her vehicle in my side of the carport.
Even if I had moved the hoop, there is not enough space between my bitch ass neighbors van and the concrete pillars, to allow another vehicle in.
Maybe if my sister had an MG, (the really tiny 1976 Midget), she may have been able to squeeze it in there, but it's doubtful.

We went to the grocery store and came back with a lot of groceries.
We could not park under the carport, out of the scalding hot sun, to unload them.
Ice cream is melting, milk is getting sun directly beamed onto it, frozen foods getting warmed up, all because my bitch ass neighbor has chosen to park like a fucking dumbass, day in and day out.

The basketball hoop will stay right where it is.
If she needs to move her van, she's going to have to do a 10 point turn to get it the fuck out of there, because I plan on sitting here with my blinds open all day and night, and watching to see if she moves it, or makes her son move it. (my hoop)
If anyone goes near my property, my hoop, and tries to move it, I'll go outside and sit on the freaking bar part of it so they can't move it.
If she starts shit with me, attempts to hit me, I will not hesitate to punch her fat fucking lights out.

On Saturday, there were 7 vehicles in this driveway, none of them mine, and one of them was on my grass.
On my grass folks.
Do you know what's under my grass, and my landlord has warned about many times?
The septic tank and the drainage lines.
You cannot park any cars on my side of the lawn, because it will crush the drainage lines and ruin the drain field.
I'm done playing around with this bitch, and if I do punch her out and get cuffed, the boys have been instructed to call my sister.
I'm so fucking over this shit with her.

Won a contest, Win a contest!

I won the feed subscriber contest over at A Cowboy's Wife today.
$41! Awesome!
Thank you so much Lori!

Now it's your turn to win a contest.
Shannon at The Reality of a Brat, is having a contest.
These are the rules:
1. Write (1) blog entry pertaining to any one of these 3 topics:

My blog - in other words a blog review
A funny true parenting story - you being the parent in the story
The worst job you ever had - bonus points for making me laugh

2. Blog entry must be at least 50 words and contain a link to my blog with the anchor text “The reality of a brat�.

3. Your PR/Alexa rating does not matter. Spelling, grammar and laugh factor do.

4. Leave a comment to THIS entry with the link to your blog entry. Entries must be in by September 10, 2007.

So stop by and check out her contest, and maybe you can win some cash too!

Slow going.

I'm having internet troubles.
My dsl modem is dragging and I can't figure out why.
I've checked cables, restarted it, checked security settings, and it's still off and on having a slow connection issue.
Like, sometimes it's loading pages quickly, and other times it's not. It's not waiting on stuff to load, it says connecting.
*stumped*

I'm doing laundry, cleaning, my neighbors are pissing me off.
Again.
There were 7 cars in the driveway all night last night, all over my side of the driveway and my grass.
You can't park on my grass, my side has the septic tank.
I wish I had taken a picture of how fucked up everyone was parked.
My neighbor herself, is parked on my side.
I'm just so over it.
I'd like to be able to just ignore it, but I can't go shopping and come back in a cab, and be able to unload from my side.
Bleh.

Oh, the hair finally swallowed down.
Hopefully it won't get stuck in my intestines on it's way out. *laughs*

Leave it to me.

I went and took a shower because it was just such a long hot day, I felt gross, I can't sleep when I feel like that, so shower, shave, and hair cleaning was in order.

I was combing the conditioner through my hair in the shower, and I dunno, I think I sneezed or something, but I inhaled a ton of water, some conditioner, and hair.
Now, I'm like choking and coughing, on this hair stuck in my throat.

If you've seen my hair, you know how long it is, which means there's this giant, mile long hair trapped in my throat and it's not budging up or down.
I've gargled, I've taken huge gulps of water, soda, I've coughed, I've hacked, and it's still stuck there!
I feel like my cat Kali hacking up a hairball.
I guess in a way I am hacking up a hairball. *laughs* *cough* *choke*

September 3, 2007

I found my ring.

The ring that mysteriously disappeared earlier this afternoon?
Yeah, that one.
It seems that my troll is actually a certain kitten named Shahiro.
I found her walking around with it in her mouth in my bedroom, a few minutes ago.
Little thief.

The house troll struck again.

I have been wearing this ring since I got it, I never take it off.
I had it on, it slipped off right here at my chair.
It should be right here at my chair, or under the couch or desk.
It's not. It's completely gone.
Vanished.
We moved every piece of furniture, every single thing it could have rolled under, it's simply gone.
The fucking house trolls took it that fast.
I'm going to hire an exterminator for those little fucks.

Stupid dog!

Hahahaha! I love watching Shahiro torture and tease the dog next door.
It's so funny!
He's all barking and growling, choking himself on his chain to get at her, and he can't! Ha!

In other news, my nieces won't be coming over today. *sad*
Their daddy is not feeling well, but hey, at least we don't have to super clean the house today right?

Don't rub your eyes, it causes wrinkles.

So I'm sitting here at this late hour, wide awake, surfing, looking at things, snooping around bloggers archives.
I came across a really well written blog, Serving the Queens, and snooped around Jenn's archives for awhile.
It has a very nice design, pretty pictures, but it's the writing in those archived pages that I love the most.

She's so very different than me, but kinda like me too.
Her archives spoke to me.
There was some pain in those pages that reached out to me, and let me let go of some of mine.
The absent father, the people who stand in for him, the questions that will someday be asked by her smallest child.
I know all of those thoughts, I've dealt with them all.
I still deal with them.

And I cried.
For the first time in a long time, I cried over the teens not having a father in their lives.
I read through her pages, her stories about big blue eyes he'll never know, and I cried for all the same things.
All the things the teens father missed out on, all the things he will miss out on.
All the questions I've been left to answer, all the answers I just don't have.

And it's ok.
I've done the very best that I could do, I work hard at this every single day.
I am mother and father, I am friend and confidant.
I am doctor and teacher, and care giver and the one person who loves them most in this entire world.

I know that just as I have survived through all of this, I have a feeling she will.
She writes so beautifully and full of honesty, that I just know she'll get through it all too.

September 2, 2007

Mini rants.

I'm bloated. My stomach is distended and sore.
This is causing my back to freak out and be sore.

I'm tired of people apologizing for doing paid blogging.
You blog for money, you need the money, stop apologizing for gods sakes.

My kids make me laugh and I totally love them for all their honesty, and ability to talk openly with me.
I'd blog what they said when I asked them questions about my post on girls, religion and sex, but the outcries from people would be far more than I want to deal with when I wake up in the morning.
Just trust me, it was funny and brutally honest.
I know my kids so well.

I have to clean the house tomorrow, do all the laundry, and baby proof it.
My girls are coming over to play tomorrow evening.
I'm not bitching about the girls, I adore them, but right at the moment, I have absolutely no desire to clean anything at all.

Stupid stomach.
It was probably the chilidog.

Why do they have to be like that?

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Sebastian had gone up to 7-11, and grabbed us some chilidogs for lunch today. Every now and then, you have to eat something that may or may not be food, just to prove you're still alive.
They were tasty as usual, (something about that cheese man) and we all just goofed off for a bit, then I took a nap.
I meant for it to be like an hour at the max, but I slept for 4 hours.
OOopsie.

I awoke to the sounds of my neighbors next door, having some sort of get together involving a bbq grill, beer, too many children, and lots of arguing and yelling.
Typical redneck labor day.
I fully expect cops to be involved by the end of the night.
They've also parked a few vehicles on my side of the property, all crooked.
I'm not going to say anything about that, but if one more of those little brat children who were tossed outside so the parents can smoke up some of that new weed they bought this week, touches my fucking basketball hoop one more time, mama fucking migraine is gonna do some yelling of her own.

I need some new headphones.

I have a nice pair of earbuds right now, they have awesome sound quality, but they hurt my ears.
I think it's the whole shoving some tiny little speaker inside your ear canal that bothers me.
My ears end up hurting.
I'd love to get some nice noise reduction headphones, the big cover your whole ear kind, blocks out all other noise around you kind.
But if I was going to get some new earbuds, I'd get the kind that's not just a round speaker, but the kind that actually have a natural canal shape, fit comfortably inside your ear.
Like these, these look really comfy.

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They are also sound isolating, and block out background noise, so that you don't have to turn the volume up too loud, in order to be able to hear your music.
I love laying in my room at night in the dark, listening to music,but I can always hear everything else, and that annoys me.
I can hear the cats running around, I can hear the tv if the boys are still awake, very, very annoying. I like just being involved with the music I'm listening to, and not distractions around me.
I also don't like the pain I'm getting from the earbuds I have and use now.

What if she's born again?

A few days ago, I wrote about a note I found in my son Mark's pocket from a girl.
You can read all the comments I got on it, and most of them were other moms saying aww, how cute, a new phase begins, what a sweet note etc.

But Tim from Florida Sun Dog asked me this question;
"What if she turns out to be born-again? *wink*"
I shot back a very quick reply;
"Good question. If she tries to covert him, she's outta here! LOL"
But I've been thinking about it since he left that comment yesterday.

I'm very serious about the whole trying to convert him thing.
But I know Mark, I know from everything I've taught him over his 16 years of life, about all religions, not just Christianity, that he wouldn't go for it.
Not even for that first kiss or piece of ass.

He's very smart when it comes to religions, we talk about them all the time when stories are in the news, and if things happen at school where a teacher or student says something to him about being atheist.
It still happens.
He had a teacher the other day get upset with him because he said god dammit.
She lashed out and said not to take the lord's name in vain.
He simply said, "I'm an atheist. I'm not taking any name in vain, because your lord is a lord I don't believe in."
She was quite upset, but dropped it. Other students however, said he was going to hell, the usual misunderstanding that atheists are satanists.

If Mark's new girl friend is a born again, and she does come over, they start dating, I'm sure he would lay it out for her, he is atheist, his family is atheist.
If she were to come over, if he invited her to dinner let's say, and she started to say grace before eating, I'd stop her.
I would respectfully tell her that this is our home, and in our home, we do not say grace before dinner, and I'd ask her to respect that.
If she invited Mark to her home for dinner and her family says grace, Mark would be respectful, and stay silent while her family prayed.

I'm sure that Mark and the girl would have no real issue with it if they truly like each other, but I would place money on it, that if her family were deep believers, they would take issue with him being atheist, and they'd probably call me up and ask why I didn't allow their daughter to say grace at our dinner.
My home, my rules, your home, your rules.
That's what it would boil down to.

I know it's not going to be easy for the boys to grow up minus religion. I know that there are billions of people who believe in some form of a higher power, and that those who don't, are in the minority, looked down upon, not trusted, called satanists etc etc.
But I know I've given them an excellent moral foundation without a gods rules attached.
I know that they are good and kind decent human beings, and will treat all their fellow man with respect regardless of what the other person believes.
I can't say they will be given the same respect in return.
People who believe, are always looking down on those of us who don't, he will have problems with other people on this issue.
He will have problems with this girl's family, or the next girl if she is also a believer.
It will be a lifelong issue when it should be a non-issue.

What someone believes or does not believe, should have no weight on whether or not they are capable of love, respect, and honor.
I know Mark would treat any girl he dated with respect, care, and kindness.
I've been teaching the boys since they were born practically, to respect women, treat them well, never raise a hand to them, to take any promises made to them as serious as they would any promise they made to themselves.

I guess we'll have to wait and see how this goes.
If they do get together, and what her background is.
I've not spoken to him about the note I found.
I folded it back up, and placed it in his backpack front pocket.
I'm not going to ask any questions until I see signs from him that there is a girl involved.
No one has called here for him yet, no one has called his cell yet, so no talks will be had until there are signs.
I respect him and his privacy, but I know that if and the girl do want to hang out at some point, he'll talk to me.

Blog interview.

You might have noticed this box in my sidebar.

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It's the Blog Interviewer voting widget.
Every month, all the blogs that have done interviews, get voted on, and the top 3 with the most votes can win cash prizes for $50, $35, and $15 respectively at the end of the month.

The button goes straight to my interview, and you can read it, and then give it a thumbs up or down.
Seeing as it's the start of a new month, I figured I should do a little shameless self promotion.
It can't hurt right?
I figure if I win one of the cash prizes, it will be less money out of my pocket to towards the mp3 player I want.
The less money I have to spend, the less mom guilt I'll have. ha haha

September 1, 2007

Yup, I forgot them.

I missed my dose at 6, and now I'm in a world of hurt.
I think some of it may be stress related.

When the boys came back from their wing eating outing, they were and have been, assholes to each other the entire night.
Arguing over video games, food, furniture, and basically just rude.
At least Sebastian is asleep now, so there won't be anymore fighting for the rest of the night.

I swear, it caused tension pain in my neck and shoulders.
I'm so stiff and tight in those areas, it sucks.

Did I, or didn't I?

I don't remember if I took my meds.
I was so busy all day playing with some local peeps on the forum, that I can't remember if I took my meds.

This could cause a problem.
If I go ahead and take the meds, if I have already taken them, I will become a slurring veggie in my chair.
If I don't take them, I will be a person in total agony until the next dose at 10pm.

Um, it has a face.

Nova the fat cat, was laying on the coffee table in a wicked cute position.
She sleeps on top of just about anything, so I took a picture of her with her head resting on an Xbox controller, and on top of all kinds of papers, toys etc.
All pics are clickable for bigger.

It was cute. Then I started taking pictures of my blinds. I love them!

So I kept taking shots, and the next one, I didn't notice till I uploaded them.
It has an orb in it. With a face.

Do you see it?!?
I took 1 more shot, then uploaded all the pics to my pc.

So I uploaded all the pics, and was looking at them, and that's when i see the huge orb.
I used the flash in all 4 pictures.
No other orbs of dust appeared in any of the other 3 pictures, just that one.
And it has a face!
Hahah! I creeped myself out for about 10 seconds before remembering that dust particles are often caught on digital cameras because the lens has a super high shutter rate, and reflects the light off dust particles that are right in front of the lens.

Light on, light off.

The lights in the kitchen ceiling lamp are blown out.
This requires a chair, bulbs, and a kid to hold the chair steady.
I have to do this soon because they are leaving to go to some wing tasting thing downtown.

I got my t-shirt and the cd for Latttegirl in the mail today from The Montel Williams Ms Foundation.
Latte, I'll be burning it for me first, then sending it to you. Ha ha

I also got a new bracelet from the silver jewelry club that I ordered awhile ago, but it got lost in the mail.
They have an awesome policy on replacing items that never showed up. Within a week of letting them know I didn't get it, I got my new one.
They rock.
It's a sterling rolo box chain, really delicate.
I'll probably have it snapped in a week. hahaha

Not much else going on right now. Just slacking off really.
Later days.

Screw saving for an iPod.

For $39.99, I can buy myself a Sansa Clip 1GB MP3 Player.
It's the competitor of the iPod shuffle.
It's about the size of a matchbook, but unlike the shuffle, it has a small OLED screen that displays playlists and currently playing tunes.
But!
It's also compatible with both MP3 and WMA files, an integrated FM tuner, and a microphone for voice memos, and it comes in 1 and 2 GB capacities.
I wants it. I will has it.
$40! I can totally afford that.
I have been wanting an MP3 player for years, I just couldn't afford one.
A 1 gig iPod shuffle is $80. I can't ever justify spending that kind of money on myself.
I mean, do you have any idea how many times I've had more than enough money to buy myself a really nice digital camera or iPod, and couldn't be "selfish"?

Yes, I said selfish.
I'm one of those moms who bestows guilt upon herself for wanting to buy nice things for myself.
I can't do it.
I go clothes shopping for me, and I head straight for the clearance racks.
When we went school shopping, I bought myself one new pair of shorts.
Guess how much they were?
The regular price was $12.99, and they had been marked down the first time to $7.99, and then they ended up on the clearance rack for get this, $1.99.
I bought myself a 4 pack of mens Hanes, black, 1 pocket t-shirts, on sale for $4.99.
I bought the boys whatever clothes and shoes they wanted, and even though I didn't spend much, they get the goods, I get cheap.
Self imposed mom guilt for wanting and having nice things.

But I can totally spend $40 on myself for a really cute MP3 player.

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Isn't it cute?
Look how small it is?
I won't care if when I order it, I don't get to pick the color, black or pink, blue, whatever. I can always get a cover for it if the pink would start getting on my nerves.
I'm totally going to get it.
I deserve it ya know?
I work hard, I do all this household bill paying and raising of children on my own.
I deserve to have one small thing just for me.

Chocolate Chex.

I was in serious need of munchies.
Something sweet, preferably chocolate.
I remembered that I had gotten a small sample box of Chocolate Chex a few days ago in the mail.
So I said, what the hell, and ate it it dry.

It was tasty.
Like super good tasty.
I thought it would be icky, but it's crunchy, and has an awesome chocolate taste, plus it's very sweet.
I like it.