Free to Be

It's Been Three Months Since My Last Confession

2007-11-29T13:53:00.000-05:00

Ohhh Keee Dough Keeee.....

Where to begin.....hmmmm......

One drivers license reinstated
One drives license suspended
One drives license reinstated

A total of two puggles now - they're sooo irresistable
Let me introduce you to Halle Zerry - like Halle Berry, but we wanted it to be a "Z" name, hence the Zerry. Annnddd it rolls off the tongue, say it, Halle Zarry....see.

Zoey, Halle-Zarry and Zachernie.

I'm being promoted at work to Business Development Administrator. I will begin that new position in January. I'm so happy. I needed a change. I've been in my current position for 4 1/2 years.

We are half way through my son's senior year. I can't believe it. He's been staying with his dad since school started and that's probably good because I would definitely cry a river when we drop him off at college next year, so not having him at home is a good transition. Oh, who am I kidding, I will anyway.

So, how goes it with you? Hope your Holidays are grand!

Two + Two

2007-08-14T08:12:00.000-05:00

Since my last post:

Two (not serious) auto accidents*
One suspended driver's license*
Vacation to St. Pete
$400 cell phone bill
We decided to cut off the land line and ended up with a huge cell bill. Duhhhh.
Ex-husband hospitalized for 3 weeks
My wife's grandfather died an hour before we got back from St. Pete
Got a Puggle
Boys staying with Dad
More grey hair

School starts on the 23rd. My oldest will be a Senior this year, but he has to serve 4 detentions before that or they will not give him his schedule. You can imagine that went over big. They are with their father in Ft. Lauderdale until tomorrow and then he and his brother are going to Cincinnati for the weekend, so he has two days to serve those.

Sometimes I read what I write and think, hey! maybe you aren't such a great parent. But, I know that I've sacrificed soooo much to create a stable environment for those boys. I drove and drove and drove with them before they got their license. I am always there when they need a ride, even at 2 a.m. Being a parent creates so much self doubt about yourself. That's the only thing I hate about it.

Cross your fingers and say a little prayer!

*Not mine, in case you wondered.

Search words of the day: Still alive

Girl or Boy Toy?

2007-04-25T15:04:00.000-05:00

I went to McDonald's for lunch today since it's right across the street from our building. I decided on the big kid's nugget meal and the guy asked me if I wanted a girl or boy toy? I automatically said boy.

I grew up with four brothers and I have two sons, not to mention, I work with mostly men. So what does this say about me?

Search words of the day = Smoking Pot Insurance

What Not to Watch

2007-04-24T08:02:00.000-05:00

1. Dancing with the Stars - watching that former boy band fattie doing the hip thrust made me throw up in my mouth a little. Click, next.

2. The Bachelor - The guys mouth looks like a Muppet mouth. Yaaa think he could afford some plastic lips don't cha? Click, next.

3. My Sweet Sixteen (MTV) - Okay, I have to admit, I watch this, but the whole time I'm saying to myself, "Why am I watching a bunch of spoiled, ugly, rich teenagers getting a brand new hummer?" Even if I HAD the money, I would not buy a TEENAGE boy a brand new expensive car. It's a waste. They WILL crash it, guaranteed.

That's it for now folks. Tune in next time, same bat time, same bat channel.

I'm adding a new item for y'all to ponder. Keywords people searched for and reached my blog.

Keyword(s) of the day: Free hocker

Mr. Clean, Mr. Clean, doot doot do doot do do do

2007-04-11T11:55:00.000-05:00

Some of this may not be suitable for the easily nauseousable.

Ok, I'm not a judgemental person. That's what F2B is all about people. You live your way and I live mine. We're all straight on that, right?

BUT, can I just point OUT something here. Dude, take a friggin bath already, seriously. We hired a new dude to work in sample prep, k, and it's not a glamorous job by any means. He's got shoulder length hair, and I'm fine with dudes with long ass air, k? I think Fabio's hair was cool when he wasn't 90 years old, I liked the 80's rocker hair, k?, but this dude's friggin hair is sooooo GREASY that he's been combing it back, it's THAT greasy. And it's NOT VO5 shit either. Ewwwww, shudder shudder. Gross. And the dude won't shut up already either. He is definitely gettin on my last nerve.

THEN, we have this other guy that's relatively new and every time we're on smoke break (yeah, shut-up), he's spitting all OVER the fricken place. Not just spit spit, I'm talkin hockers here people. Gross.Gross.Gross.

Ya know, there's just some things I can't tolerate.

Here's the 311

2007-04-04T07:19:00.000-05:00

Well I made it to the meet before SJs race. Yeee hawww. The shorts weren't as bad as I thought they'd be. Take a look. Front and back. You know, I don't want to brag or anything, but isn't he a handsome young man? He's sixteen tomorrow. I just love the hell outta him.

What is UP Dudes

2007-04-03T14:49:00.000-05:00

Yo, whas up wit you all?

First track meet today. He's running only the 100 meters since he's been sick with some chest cold. It's a beautiful day out there but the wind is pretty strong. I had to run at lunch time to buy him some under armor. I thought the first meet was Thursday. But nooooo, it's today and his dad couldn't take him last night, and I wasn't ABOUT to take my ass out there, sooooo, I did it at lunch. That under armor shit is a monopoly people, I'm tellin ya. Dicks Sporting Goods won't take a $10 off coupon, cuz under armor won't honor it. Oh also, never type in Dicks on the internet, cuz you know what'll happen. Hee heee. The running shorts they wear, I swear are from the 70s. Won't cover his bits, I don't know for sure, but holding them up and looking at them, whoaaaa, I wore that size in 3rd grade dudes, seriously. Andddd he's wearing regular boxers today, so I can see him tryin to tuck those damn things down into his under armor tight ass spandex so called compression shorts. Unless he took them off. Hell if I know.

My ex separated from his wife. He's very sick and most likely has lung cancer, but he's runnin around like he's freakin 16, working two jobs trying to pay the bills and take care of her skanky ass and her 4 children by 4 diff dudes while also tryin to take care of our boys. He finds out she's hoarding 3 thousand, count'em, 3 thousand dollars. I wanna rip her head off, skanky ass whore. She's really pissin me off! I'm tryin to stay out of it, I really am people, but damn and shank her!

Big, big, big ass storms comin through tonight. It's 78F right now, and will be 46F tomorrow, so we'll see. Hey, y'all have a great night now y'ear!

Rollie Bugs and Baby Daddy

2007-03-22T14:09:00.000-05:00

I so totally forgot to tell you guys about the rollie bugs. You know the little bugs that roll in a ball? We used to call them doodle bugs. Anyway, we've have a four room apartment (glad storage thingys) filled with doodle bugs for my little son's science project. Yeah, they've been eating a three course meal for the past month. Lettuce, carrots, leaves, and dirt. He's apparently doing some project where he adds protein to the water he feeds them, plus a control group. Now, TELL ME, people, are we gonna wake up with some radioactive doodle bugs rolling through the house. "Watch out, here they come." Squash....ewwwwww.

Thank you little baby Jesus that he took them all to school today! Anddddd, they had babies, cuz there were little teeny tiny doodle bugs in there too! Creeps me out I tell ya. That's a major phobia of mine. Swarms of bugs, harmless or not, creepy!

Ok, riddle me this. The power went out at work, BEFORE, 8:00 am mind you. Do we go home? No, lets sit here until 1 freakin 30 PM and twiddle our damn thumbs. K? Okay boss. Now, there were some things I could do w/o a computer and phone that took all of 15 minutes. Done. There was absolutely nothing I could do. It really bugs me to waste time like that. When you know, I could've been watching Judge Judy or Maury to see whether that blonde dude is really the baby daddy. I can here Maury now, "Larry...........you are..........................not the baby daddy. Whew, he flies outta the chair, totally upset that his pot o' gold is just not meant to be. That poor kid doesn't stand a chance. Maybe Angelina can adopt her.

In other news: Happy Birthday MG!

Screwy

2007-03-21T07:20:00.000-05:00

I must've messed something up on my post yesterday. Comment section did not show up. You know, cuz I'm spectin a bunch of them. Heee heee.

Yesss, It's Tuesday!

2007-03-20T08:33:00.000-05:00

Well I didn't want to sound all negative.

Okay, so here we go. We finally have a dishwasher. Thank you God in Heaven! We've been doing dishes by hand for 3 1/2 years people! I can't remember the last time I lived somewhere that didn't have a stinkin dishwasher. Gawwd. Well that's ALL over now damn it!

My second son will be getting his license soon! Whooo hooo!

My older son, well that's a WHOLE nother story. Keepin it real here y'all. I found a baggie with a little bit of pot in the bottom, so I smoked it. No, kidding! Ha, got cha. I did find the baggie though. I'm at a loss here. I've talked myself blue and now purple in the face about this with him. We took his car away, we've grounded him. The bottom line is, he does NOT think there is anything wrong with it. Plain and simple, like smoking cigarettes, or drinking. I'm at a loss here. I have told him that those things are LEGAL! Not for him, but you get my drift. I'm afraid he's going to end up a bum in the street, seriously. Not sure if I should wait it out or what. His grades are fine, good even. I took him to the doctor for a check-up, (we changed insurance companies and then doctors). He has been soooooo grouchy the last month and I told him I thought he was depressed. So he's on meds now. In case you didn't know, depression doesn't always present with sadness, or being down. It can present with extreme irritability. So if y'all have any advice or assvice for that matter, I'd be willing to listen. Maybe I should've smoked it after all! Just kidding, don't get bent outta shape.

I've posted some pictures of my second son. He got his hair cut. I love it! He's in track, so I get to go to track meets for the first time in two years. I love track! You can tell he totally loved, loved, loved me snapping these!

Edited to add: Someone found my blog by searching for:"Free teenager ass brown" and the result page showed: Page 1 of 143,477 results. WTH? I don't even wanna know and that many results? Weird?

Thursday Free For All

2007-02-22T16:39:00.000-05:00

Ok, here's what goin on people:

NOTHIN.

So there.

Today:

Was juuusst gettin ready to run out the door to work this morning. brrrinng. brrrinng.

Me: Look at caller Id (big son) "Hello" (breathlessly waiting)? Uh Oh.
Him: "Mommy" (when this word is used= something not good), using little kid voice. Lots of noise in background.
Me: OMFreakingGod - he got in an accident. Ahhhhhhh! Heart beating a million miles an hour.
Him: "I was getting gas and I just threw up"
Me: "In your car?"
Him: "No, by the pump"
Me: "Just come home honey" The only time I can use the endearment without getting yelled at.

Yesterday:

Just FYI, he's 15
Littleson: knock, knock (on bedroom door in morning after shower)
Me: Oh God, he's sick again. Can't stay home AGAIN. Must do schoolwork. Cannot.fail.
Him: Walks in. Points to nose.
Me: Looks at nose. See redness. Brings littleson into bathroom.
Me: Looks at nose (bottom of left nostral). BIG UGLY RED UGLY SORE BLISTERY UGLY
Him: Looks at me
Me: Looks at him (wait for it)
Me: Gets cortisone. Hands to littleson
Him: Goes downstairs, puts cream on
Me: Hear him say "People are gonna make fun of me" Gawwdd.
Me: "Stay home" He's sick anyway.

You know what I'm gonna hear when I walk in the door tonight don't cha? Come on, you remember. "What's for dinner?"

Bye, bye now.

Wow, just Wow!

2007-02-15T08:20:00.000-05:00

Well we've managed to dig out from the bijillion inches of snow. I am at work today. The kids are at school, which, to be perfectly honest, they should NOT be. But registration is tonight, so the school wants to collect the MONEY! Sometimes the private school system just rips my undies or whatever the saying is.

We had to have the tow company that is ON our street come and tow my son's and D's car out of the driveway and then plow. $120 bucks later, we can finally get out of the driveway. Thank GOD for my 4 wheel drive or it would've been three tows and a plow.

Wanna hear the latest teenager drama? My younger son and his girlfriend had to quit seeing each other. She's been forbidden to see him at all. Wanna know why? They took her phone away for something else she did and found some PICTURES of him. Now when he told me this, I was like, ok, too much in.for.mat.ion. Lets just say they weren't happy smiley pictures of them at the zoo or anything. Yeah, porn-O-graphic would be more like it I guess you could say. I said, dude, what were you thinkin? If you're gonna take nakey pics, ya DONT save um on a phone. Gawwwd. How dumb is that? Anyway, I don't want to see them. It would freak me out if I found some nakey pics of him or his girlfriend. Just NO. So ya live and ya learn.

Hate Hate Hate Winter

2007-02-07T09:01:00.000-05:00

Ever hear those people who say "I miss snow, I miss the seasons changing". I just wanna mother fuckin smack um upside their stupid stupid heads.

Ya know, I just don't get the facination or joy from some cold ass, freezing, white stuff. I just can't see myself outside on two skinny sticks in freezing cold temps going down a hard ass hill, saying wheeee, this is soooo FUN. The part I DO get. Sitting around the fireplace drinking hot toddies. Yes, that's for me. Fuck the hot chocolate, make it liquor. Here, right here, me, that's me.

And coats, have I told YOU how much I hate stinkin coats. And boots, and gloves, and scarves? No? Well, I'm a no coat kinda gal. I' m known for it around these parts. (eyeroll) But now that it's so damn cold, it could freeze Santa AND the elves, I've had to wear all of the above. Gawwwd, it takes FOREVER to put all that stuff on. Then I have to carry my work shoes and my lunch and my purse. Then when I get in the car, my coats all jacked up and I have to adjust it and shit. Gawwddd, I just can't stand it. I took the trash out last night. I had to bundle up, head to toe. Load the trash, take it down to the end of the driveway. This was fine, really. But, it took me longer to get dressed and undressed than it did to actually take the trash down.

I'm done dude, seriously. AS SOON AS the boys graduate, I'm freakin movin. It's over, not an issue, done deal. If I NEVER see another snow flake (there's a reason it's called flake) again, it will be too soon. At least that stupid ground hog didn't see his stupid shadow this year. You know, cuz I believe that shit an all.

In other news:

Day four smoke free. No, I'm NOT irritable. What makes you think that? Huh? Wanna fuckin fight about it? Do ya? Cuz I'm ready, coat an all!

Day Three Smoke Free

2007-02-06T07:57:00.000-05:00

So far so good. No cigarette since noon Saturday. It really hasn't been that bad or not as bad as I thought it would be. I mean you can go 24hrs without doing something right? It's after that although I have to admit, I was pretty cranky last night. I wasn't mad because I couldn't smoke, just really really irritable for no good reason.

The boyways have been off school for two days now due to the low temps. But are they home? No. It's like a freaking holiday. In my opinion, they should not be calling off high school unless there are kids that walk. But in this case, at St. V, most of the kids are dropped off or drive.

In honor of Laurie at B&B, I would like to shank our stinkin neighbors that leave their poor doggies out in this weather. If I had my way, I would chain you to a fence naked and see how you like it. The poor things were barking and barking. We do not have an SPCA here, just the humane society and the pound. The humane society is over loaded with 200 more dogs than their capacity and the pound is being run by some politicians neice, who by the way, has NO experience or degree in caring for animals. So shank you, you stinkin no good dog leavin freaks and shank the neice at the pound too. Karma will get you.

If you can't bring your animals in the house or provide ADEQUATE protection, DON'T get any. Gawwwddd. What is wrong with people?

That is all...

Monthly Update

2007-02-02T09:22:00.000-05:00

Ya know, stuff happens and I think to myself "I'm gonna blog about this crap". Or "that would be good to blog about." Then I just don't do it. I'm better at reading blogs. In fact, I would say I excel at reading blogs.

What's been happening? Hmmmm.... now that I'm sitting here writing, I can't remember diddley squat. Can't think of anything interesting AT ALL.

I'll try:

My oldest son has lost 35 lbs and he looks amazing. So.so.so. frickin proud of him. And no, he's not on speed. He's been meal replacing with smoothies or protein drinks if you will. He'll eat here and there, but nothing fattening MOM. There went the fried chicken wings I was planning. Damn! He turned 17 on the 14th.
Younger son is attending Drivers Ed on the weekends. We are still alive, obviously.
I changed my hair color from blonde to brown and you should just SEE how much grey hair I have. OMFG. It blended in with the blonde, but not the brown, oh no.
I've started taking Chantix, the new stop smoking pill. Yesterday, I only had three cigarettes. Yeah for me!
I'll be 43 on the 10th. Alls I can think about is grey...old, grey...old, grey...old
Smoke....don't smoke.....Need to smoke....don't smoke.....on and on and on

That's all I can think of right now. Want a real laugh? Go visit Laurie at Beauty and the Beer, she cracks a girl up, seriously!

My True Love Gave to Me...One Pentax Camera...

2006-12-28T08:37:00.000-05:00

Phewwww! It's over. Breathe in - breathe out.

Hey, I like Christmas. I'm not a scrouge. I'm just happy it's over.

Guess what? Y'all know how much I like steak, right? My two wonderful sons bought me a filet for Christmas, isn't that funny! It shows they pay attention. They brought it home and put it in the fridge and I didn't even see it. And it has the picture of sweet baby Jesus on it. I think I'm gonna sell it on Ebay. Nawww, just kidding about the last part!

We put our tree up three weeks ago. There are exactly three, count'um, three ornaments on the tree. Now THAT'S procrastination for ya. We still have time. Three more days till we take it down. But, I don't feel like doing that today. I'll do it tomorrow!

There's a competition going on over at Mama's Rant for the worst Christmas present ever. Enter and win a $25 gift card. Clicky here. And don't put it off (ha ha), it ends on the 3rd. I'd enter, but my memory is not what it used to be. I honestly can't think of a present I didn't like. I'm sure I just blocked it out or something. Or it could be that mental health issue, not sure which.

And now onto the new year where at age 42, I need to seriously take some control and stop letting things just happen to me. I need a life coach or something, a free one! LOL

Y'all have a safe and happy New Years! I love you!

Auld Lang Syne

2006-12-21T11:06:00.000-05:00

I remember back at the end 1986, deep in despair and hopelessness. It was the first time in my life that I couldn't WAIT for Jan. 1st to roll around. I really felt that the ONE day, the 1st, everything would just have to change for the better. It really couldn't have gotten any worse. My wonderful, smart, husband was addicted to drugs. We lost our business and our home. We had two small children that I was about to raise on my own.

What a depressing post right before Christmas huh?

We survived, are surviving. He's been sober a long time and while we aren't together anymore, he's one of my best friends. He still watches out for me and makes me feel safe.

Auld Lang Syne = The good ole days. When were the good ole days? I think it's different for everyone. Could be when I was 5 and still believed in Santa in a sweet naive way. Could be when I was 16 and got my license, or maybe 21 when I could partay! Could be when I was 24 and held my first beautiful baby or the next year when the second came along.

I'm hoping the good ole days will be the good new days! Security, stability, happiness.

Merry Christmas everyone!

p.s. Sounds like I need some Zoloft huh? Maybe!

Monday Morning Stats

2006-11-20T08:02:00.000-05:00

Two near misses with the curb
One near collision with driver in blind spot
One driver cut-off

My heart is racing, I'm sweating, and may God continue to watch over us (and all the other drivers)!

In other news:

Whoooo hoooo, Ohio State rocks! (sorry Trusty).

Teenager's are Scary Part 3 Billion

2006-11-16T11:17:00.000-05:00

In the last week, this is what's happened at MY house:

1. Walked in the house at 7:30 pm last Friday and there's this unknown male teenager standing in the dining room lookin all guilty and shit, staring up the steps to the second floor of our house. My younger son then comes trampling down the stairs about 100 mph and into the kitchen where we are. He's lookin all guilty and shit. I'm like WTF? I said (very calmly) "what's going on". Then to my big surprise the unknown teenage boy opens the front door which is right at the bottom of said steps and (not shittin you here) SIX, count'em SIX teenagers run out the front door. I mean it would be hilarious if it wasn't happening to ME. Half of them boys and half of them girls. Then I look at my son and he looks at me. I look at him, he looks at me. Pause, pause, pause. Needless to say he did NOT go with them and he's grounded and under a slave labor contract.

2. (I know your thinking, "omg what now?") I wake up this morning, come downstairs to make coffee, and my oldest son is sleeping on the couch. The TVs blaring, I hear this " moan, ahhhh, yeah baby" I look at the TV, nothing, I turn if off, and hear "oooooo, ahhh, moan" and I look at my son, he's completely asleep. Ya know what it was? The computer was on and there was a video clip running (you know what I mean), must've been looping all night. That damn kid. No wonder he gets virus' on the damn thing. I click it off and shake my head. Is this really my little baby boy. I GUESS NOT!

You guys probably think that I'm just letting these kids run rampant. I'm not. They are both in Honors at school. They are A-B students. The oldest has a job. He's got a great work ethic. I mean shit's gonna happen, right? I was a teenager, I remember.

Naivete

2006-11-09T12:40:00.000-05:00

I had been a Republican all my life up until the 2004 elections. I really believe in the less government, help yourself platform. I've voted in all Presidential elections and some mid-term elections since I was 18. I wouldn't always vote straight party lines, but as I said, I like the Republican platform better. The Democrats, I always believed were porkers and like to spend money.

Then along came Dubbya. I voted for his father. I even voted for him in 2000. But damn it, I had enough of his bullshit when he started this war, not to mention his extreme religious views. Everything about this damn war pissed me off, beginning to present. Our men & women, not to mention the Iraqi civilians are getting killed everyday because of him and his "followers". Is it just me, or did it seem like his party in Congress followed him BLINDLY on every issue? Less government, bah, he's fricking wire tapping for god's sake with no checks and balances to that. It's safe to say at this point that I hate that dude, seriously.

Well, I may be naive, but I voted for every frickin Democrat that was running this election and apparently so did a lot of other people. It may be naive to have some hope that shit will get turned around here since they have the majority. At the very least, some of his bullshit policies won't get passed. I'm full of hope that things will get better here in Ohio. As it stands now, I will not be able to afford to send my children to college in this state. I hope we can get some actual work done in Columbus to strengthen our schools from kindergarten through college. We have lost so so much in the last 16 yrs with the Republicans in state office.

God bless our troops. Come up with a damn withdrawl plan already. Our company does a five year plan every year. It's revised every year. We can and should have done that in this situation, but to say "stay the course" and "we can't make a plan" is complete bullshit. And if you are wondering if I have any loved ones in the military, I do not, but for the grace of God.

My message to the Dems - now DO freaking something. You've got two years to prove yourselves or we're gettin another republican president, I guarantee it.

So call me naive, but I have hope things will get better for all of us.

IF YOU DO NOTHING ELSE TODAY...

2006-11-07T08:49:00.000-05:00

VOTE!

Ya can't bitch if you don't vote!

Day Two

2006-10-26T14:03:00.000-05:00

We're still alive. Amen.

Osmosis

2006-10-24T07:32:00.000-05:00

There's a person you spend most of your time with and you start having the same thoughts right? I find this so fascinating. How does an idea pop from one persons brain to another such that you think it at almost the exact same time. I know our brains are mostly water and work by electrical impulses, but between each other? Maybe there is a prethought that we are unaware of and then it becomes actual thought. Hell, I don't know.

Anyway,

Osmosis is the movement of water through a semipermeable membrane from a region of low solute potential to a region of high solute potential (or equivalently, from a region of high solvent potential to a region of low solvent potential).

In other words, nothing to do with this post!

In other news:

My other son is getting his temps today! During winter! Isn't that just great!!!

Premature E......Ending

2006-10-19T11:55:00.000-05:00

The Michelin Man has been returned to his owner. I guess he just didn't like a girl getting one over on him. It didn't help that his co-worker told the story to some people from Michelin and they rode him pretty bad. I still had many ideas for future ransome notes, but alas, he was being a baby. So, I returned him.

In other news:

The weather is so crappy. I love Fall, but this rainy yucky weather makes me want to sleep 24 hrs a day. A little sun would be nice, please God, Amen.

The kids won't even wake up. What would they do if I wasn't there to prod them 15 billion times to get in the damn shower? And then I get lip for it. "Gawd, leave me alone" "Shut-up". I just roll my eyes and think "teenagers". Part of me knows that time will fly and they'll be bringing home laundry from college. It's amazing how time flys from the time their born to now. Little children that wrap their arms around your neck and say "I love you"; all the way to "don't touch me". That cracks me up and I grab them and hug them and touch their hair. God how they hate it. It's so funny. Ok, so I'm about to cry. Just stop it!

Check you cats lata!

Bullet Point Brigade

2006-10-18T12:34:00.000-05:00

The saga continues for the poor poor Michelin Man. You see, Kenny took him off to some where unknown and then he practically tried to like saw him in half. He (the Michelin Man's "owner") could put an end to all of this by following the few demands asked of him. But has he, does he? No! So poor poor Michelin Man is still captive as witnessed in these photos.

I have tried three, NO four times to download the damn pictures. Arrrggg.
Why does it seem that every single time I have to pee at work that someone is in there takin a crap. I don't know if I've told you before, but poop really really grosses me out. Especially co-worker poop, not my kid's poop, or my girl's poop. Well, theirs too, but not as bad. On top of that shit, I'm the designated toilet unstopper in the house. How fair is that? huh?

I know there's some other stupid shit I witnessed today, but I forgot what it was. FYI, I have a bad short term memory.

Oh, and another thing, I can check my kids grades online, but do I wanna see them everyday? They may have had a bad day or something. The end result is what I care about. But what if a bad grade is a trend and I need to do a smack down? See my dilema?

There were bullet points here, believe me, but blogger was screwing it all up. So let's just pretend.

Homecoming 2006

2006-10-09T07:44:00.000-05:00

Kidnapped!

2006-10-06T16:03:00.000-05:00

I'm a very sentimental person. When people decide to leave the company I work for and move on to another job, I often ask them for a little something to remember them by. So far I have collected a teddy bear, an Aflac Duck that talks, a mini Christmas bear with reindeer horns, and a plaque from China.

One of my favorite people did not actually leave, but was promoted and went to another nearby lab. Our relationship was one of joking and laughing and practical jokes. When he left, he gave me his little Kenny from South Park foam figure. Another person left who we both were close to and he had a Michelin Man figurine. Now I knew that D would want this very very badly, but just to get his gizzard, I was able get it first. I had it in the back of my mind that I would then send it to him for his birthday later in the year. Well this is exactly what I did and do you know that he did not even acknowledge it! So this week, he was in the office and I was just dogging him about how he didn't even call me.

So, I hatched a plan for revenge of unmannered Mr. D! I called my girl up at the lab he works in and we KIDNAPPED the Michelin Man. The first ransom note will be delivered on Monday along with the first picture below. The note reads as follows:

I HAVE THE MICHELIN MAN!!!!

HE IS BEING HELD CAPTIVE

YOU MUST COMPLETE THE FOLLWING TASKS OR

HE WILL DIE!!!! DIE I SAY!!!!!

25 RANDOM ACTS OF KINDNESS
25 THANK YOUS TO PEOPLE WHO DO

NICE THINGS FOR YOU

THESE ACTS MUST BE DOCUMENTED, USE EXCEL, I’M SURE

YOU KNOW HOW!!!!!

HE IS NOT SAFE UNTIL THESE TASKS ARE FINISHED!!!

DO IT NOW!!!!

The K is for Kenny. Get it? He gave me Kenny. I will be sending the second picture on Tuesday along with another note and THEN, I'm (I mean Kenny) is taking the Michelin Man to Cincinnati so as to not to be located. I haven't come up with the ending yet, but the revenge has begun!

Kidnapped!

2006-10-06T15:30:00.000-05:00

Free for all Friday

2006-10-06T07:12:00.000-05:00

Yeah, it's Friday. Now that's something good!

My better half and I had our first counseling appt yesterday. That's good too! We have issues you see. I'm not the great communicator. She has serious trust issues. I really want this to last, so we are working on constructive ways to get through our problems.

Homecoming is tomorrow! I'm going with Sean to take pictures. She's wearing white, he's wearing black. I was brushing my teeth this morning and he came in to tell me about his plans for tonight and he starts flexing in the mirror while we're talking. He cracks me up! I have to say I'm so proud of him for making exercise a part of his life. Hopefully this will be a life long habit.

Next week I'll be in Cincinnati for the ACS Rubber Division Mini-expo. You know, rubber is a lot more interesting than you'd think! Heee heee. I'm a rubber nerd. Ever heard that one? No? Well you're really missing out!

Exclamation, Exclamation.

Beep! Beep! Calling all Cars! Calling all Cars!

2006-10-02T10:45:00.000-05:00

Whenever I'm preparing to write a post, whether I know the topic or not, these titles just pop in my head. See that title above, have no idea where that came from. I mean, I know where it's from, but it just popped in my head. And NO, not I, nor anyone I know (kids) got pulled over or arrested this weekend. Whooo hooo! One more weekend went by without anybody going to the pokey! Can we hear an AMEN!!!

Well, I have a dilemma, I've caught my son smoking the dreaded P.O.T.! Yep, drug tested his ass. I believe that many kids that attend St. V smoke pot. He tells me this is so. But let me tell you folks, MY SON IS NOT GOING TO CONTINUE. PERIOD. I put my damn foot down on his ass last night and told him if he tests positive again, we're gettin rid of his car. No ifs, ands, or buts about it. I laid it out real clear for him so there wouldn't be any negotiations. Three weeks and another test. I'll let ya know how it comes out. Not losing another person I love to addiction. Mkay, good.

Okay, something good, think of something good, ummmm, wow, pretty bad if I have to sit here and TRY to think of something good. Okay, ummmm................well umm..............ya see...............um......................Things could be worse. There ya go! Have a nice day!

Werd of the day:
Lariet - those big long shoe lace like material things you put your keys on. It's not Lariet dumbass, it's a Lanyard! Too bad, I'll never remember that, so to me it's a Lariet.

Once....Twice....Three Times a Parent

2006-09-29T07:52:00.000-05:00

Let me just hand out a little advice here people:

When your child starts driving, yeah, invest in a good pair of jumper cables. There you have it, all the advice you ever need to know about teenage boys.

We bought our son a car in February, a nice 95 Buick Century, perfect car for a teenage boy right? Well I've had to jump that thing probably six - eight times because he's left something on, or the seat belt gets caught in the door and the light stays on, or the amp he hooked up drained the battery, or he tried jumping someone else and it sucked the juice out of his battery (or so he says). Ever heard of that? No? Me either.

I had to go out and pick him up at 10:30 P.M. because of the seat belt thing. I was in a dead sleep people, DEAD sleep. If anyone knows me, they know, DO NOT DISTURB THE SLEEPING FTB!

How can ya be mad at the boy, he's standing in the middle of a dark street waiting for me, and all's I can see is my toe-headed sweet (pfff) three-year old. Gotta love um. Course, don't make any overt affectionate moves, cuz, jeez mom, I'm so over that! A pat on the back is as close as I can get these days unless I do the ninja sneek up behind and give um a hug move. I did get a thank you, which is GOOD, considering.

In other news:

Next weekend is Homecoming.

A Sign of the Times

2006-09-28T08:16:00.000-05:00

So after the financial debacle we got ourselves into, we've gotten a second job so we could climb out of the deep dark hole of debt and despair.

It was so funny, I was in line at the bank on Friday to cash my check and there were, no kidding, 50 billion people in line as well. Naturally, I'm a person who'll talk to anybody and I was standing next to this guy and we started talking about second jobs and he said "the economy is SO good, I have TWO jobs". That just cracked me up!

Ok, so ANYWAY, we are putting out signs for model homes on the weekend. Friday night, we put out 2 routes, Sat morning 2 routes, and then on Sunday afternoon, we go pick them all up. We're making about $600 bucks a month. This is the best 2nd job. We get to be together, there's no supervisor breathing down your neck, and it's on the weekend, so no working late and then getting up for my regular job the next day. It's awesome, well maybe not awesome, but you get my meaning.

In other news:

My other son gets his driving permit in less than two weeks. With winter just around the corner. Yikes!!

Get out of Jail Free!

2006-08-17T11:32:00.000-05:00

Dang.....Please forgive me, it's been umpteen days since my last post.

What I've been doing:

Ghost hunting again, see pic, check it, that is totally a black cat
Went to St. Pete for 9 wonderful sun filled days

(I really, really, needed this, or I was FREAK OUT)

Got my car repoed, yes, I know, gawwwddd
Did not pay for St. Pete trip incase you're wondering
My girl financed a 1998 Blazer that I'm now driving
I'm filing for bankruptcy protection

Yeah so life is great, just great. I just keep tredging along, things will get better, things will get better.

Why do I tell you these things, cuz it's life people, life. It's not all rainbows and unicorns ya know.

In other news:

Check out my new links on the Blogroll. "Touch my Belly" and "Beauty and the Beer"

Take a Hike!

2006-06-30T07:03:00.000-05:00

The weekly Sunday ride took us to Hinkely where we thought we would take a nice walk out in the beautiful countryside trails.

What we didn't expect was an expert climber trail. Uh ok, yeah I'm completely out of shape. But, I wasn't going to let a few rocks intimidate me, no siree. Until that is, I started climbing down what seemed like a 3000 foot wall. My legs started shaking and I thought, oh yeah! dumbass, you're afraid of heights. Not heights really, afraid of falling from said heights. I swallowed the feeling and climbed down. No one told me climbing down is the equivalent of riding a escalator when compared to the climbing up. I thought I was gonna pass straight out from lack of oxygen when I reached the top, but I didn't.

For your viewing pleasure, here's where we went. I know it doesn't look that steep, but I'm telling you, it was steep. Kinda like the side mirrors on the car that say "objects closer than they seem". This is "cliff steeper and more dangerous than they seem". Enjoy.

R-rated

2006-06-29T10:22:00.000-05:00

Yeah, so, my 15 yr old got kicked outta the movie the other day for lewdness, with his girlfriend. Hmmmm, what to do? Slap him on the back and say "way to go, SCORE" or "get a room" or "what the hell" or "that's what the backseat of the car is for". But I couldn't say that, he's not driving yet. Any other suggestions?

Lammy in the Sky with Diamonds

2006-06-21T10:37:00.000-05:00

I happened across a new blog on Blog Explosion yesterday. It's called "Growing up Lammy". She's 17, she could be my daughter. But does she speed or run red lights, that's the question!

She has very unique angle in that she posts pictures everyday that I assumed she's photoshopped with herself and her friends in a story. It's very cool and creative. Check her out and tell her I sent you. All of my three commenters! And if you read this Lammy, check out Michele's site on my sidebar, it's a great way to get people reading your site if you haven't already that is.

She posted a picture today with me in it.

Storm Chaser

2006-06-20T08:39:00.000-05:00

I'm not sure many of you know that I'm a weather geek. I could watch the weather channel all day. When Hurrican Katrina rolled through, I watched non-stop, except for sleeping of course. My dream job would be storm chasing. Yes, I know you have to track a lot of storms before you really see a good one, but still.

I've watched "Twister" about a bazillion times. I'm awed by mother nature. I hate the destruction, but I can't help loving the strength.

Last night, we had hail, we had rain, we had dark clouds. Then the sun came out for about an hour and then this extremely awesome shelf cloud came rolling from the distance. I've never seen anything like it and we couldn't keep our eyes off of it. As it came toward us, it seemed to roll. Sooo unbelieveably cool. I'm posting a pic, but they didn't come out very good.

In other news:

I had to go out and pick up my son at 11:30 p.m. last night and couldn't get to sleep after, so I've had about 2 hrs. I'm gonna pop some Excedrin extra strength.

THANK YOU TRUSTY!

2006-06-14T11:53:00.000-05:00

I think I love you! heee heee

Update:

Happy Birthday!

Word Verifufucktion!

2006-06-12T12:04:00.000-05:00

Okay, am I the only one that has to do the word verification thingy in blogger like three freaking times? It's not rocket science I keep telling my brain. Just because you can't recognize it as a word does not mean you can't type it freak. It's like at work when you enter a name for a person that's from say Checkzolowvokia, your brain doesn't recognize the unusual arrangement of vowels/consonants, see example above. I can't spell that to save my life!

Gawwwddddd!

Weekend Round-up

2006-06-12T08:44:00.000-05:00

We are having wonderful Spring weather. Some people would like it to be warmer, but me personally, I like a good transition from Spring to Summer. Crisp cool air in the mornings, cool evening breezes. LOVE IT!

Saturday, I picked up my son and his friend at his friends house. They wanted to go work out at the JCC. It didn't open until 1:00, so they rode with me to pay the rent and then we all went to eat at CiCi's. $4.49/buffet, it's a great value and also where my oldest works. He's the son that is staying with his dad for now and it was great to catch up with him. He's sooo cool and sweet. He has been friends with M since 4th grade. M's parents both passed away and he transferred to our school and they've been great friends since.

Sunday, read the paper in the morning while having coffee. One of my favorite things to do on the weekend. My girl and I went to the movies and saw "Break-up". It was pretty funny. I was surprised. We went to Sally's and picked up some pedicure stuff and then rented movies. We went tanning and when we got home, I gave myself a pedicure while drinking some Bud Ice and watched another movie with Jennifer Aniston. The one about "The Graduate". Can't remember the name. It was too late to polish my nails, so I drank another Bud Ice and watched "When a Stranger Calls". It was stupid. Don't waste your money.

So, we kept the promise to ourselves and actually DID something this weekend. I like being a homebody, but it was getting ridiculous, let me tell ya.

That's the Ticket

2006-06-09T14:05:00.000-05:00

Remember that feeling of the last day of school? The anticipation was exhilarating. Well not so much as a parent let me tell you. My son got his car back after school on the last day after being grounded for three weeks. I sorta got sucked into remembering the last day feeling. The "kids" all wanted to do something together that night. Soooo, he and a bunch of his buddies went to the Drive-In. I love the Drive-in, I remember stuffing people in the trunk, warm summer nights, and Drive-in junk food. Any way, it's all good right. I told him he could stay out past curfew (stupid) since the movies always run past twelve. Still, so far so good. He drops his buddies off, still doing ok, right.

He's about a half-mile from our house which is sorta country-in-the-city and there's a stop light where he has to turn LEFT. K, no problem. It's 1:45 a.m., he looks right, he looks left, looks right again, left again. No traffic AT ALL. Says to himself, I'm tired dog, I'm just gonna turn. He turns. Yep, he did. Next thing he knows, sirens goin off and bam, BAM, he gets pulled over. Gets a ticket for running a red light.

Whooo hooo, we git to go to Juvie. We git to go to Juvie. Sing along with me now.

Little mother f'er. And believe me, he's paying the ticket, which we won't know how much it is until Judge Juvie (heee heee) tells us. Anywhere from $5 to $250. Dadgum teenagers.

It's the Last Day

2006-06-07T11:19:00.000-05:00

Today marks the last day of school for the boyways. That's how we say it. So we now have a sophomore (barely, see prior post) and a Junior. I can't believe how fast it's going. Just drudging through each day thinking, do they have clean uniform shirts?, and the next thing you know, damn girl, I only need one more clean one. Summer's here. I certainly hope they enjoy these summer days as teens, I did. And legally for God's sake.

I need a second job, seriously, but I'm gettin too old for that crap. I worked two jobs in my 20's and it was great, but now, 22 yrs later, I'm not so sure I'm up for that. I need my sleep, ya know? And since the boyways will prob only be "in the house" for two more years, I wanna be there. After they move out, things change, it's the way life is.

My wife has taken on some cleaning jobs that pay well, but let me tell you sister, cleaning is not something I want to do MORE of, ummm k. It's a great second job if you can schedule when you want etc, but it's just not for me. She loves to clean and if it wasn't for her, I wouldn't clean at all or just the bare minimum. Now, I'm not talking rotten food, trash heaping, nasty carpets not clean. I mean shoes everywhere, papers for 3 months stacked up and that kind of slacking. It's my specialty. Everyone's gotta be good at something, right?

In other news:

I gotta get outta the house this weekend and DO something, anything.

I'm so Gay

2006-06-06T10:49:00.000-05:00

Two bloggers on my blogroll are talking same-sex marriage today. I think I've almost given up to tell you the truth. I'm so sick and tired of the damn politics surrounding it. If the Republicans want their numbers up, they talk about gay marriage and let's ban it already, it'll be the miracle of the century. Everything will turn around for this country. Those damn gays, pushing their agenda down our throats.

Last election, it seemed most people were against gay marriage as some type of legislation was passed or would be passed banning it. The blogs I read seem to show the opposite. How can this be? I think it's apathy. While people may not be against it, they aren't going to go to polls if they normally don't anyway. Face it, the majority of Americans do not vote. People who feel strongly about something will go though. For instance, school levies, many many people showed up to vote that normally would not, either for or against.

In this case, people are apathetic to our cause. They can take it or leave it. It's like fighting a losing battle. I'm sick of it damn it. For the first time in my life, I'm being discriminated against. It's a weird feeling.

Quirky?

2006-06-02T14:40:00.000-05:00

Your Quirk Factor: 34%

You have a few little quirks, but you generally blend in well with society.
Only those who know you well know how weird you can be.

How Quirky Are You?

Let's change...and change again

2006-06-02T12:08:00.008-05:00

First off, let me just say that just because it's raining doesn't mean you have to drive like there's a damn blizzard with zero visibility, k. thanx.

K, second. I want to write a funny bunny blog, not some stupid ass whiney blog, but, there's always a but, isn't there?, I'm just not feelin it today, it's raining. Hee heee.

A month ago, my second son, decided he was just going to quit doing his homework. Yeah, just overnight, like, hey, I'm not gonna do this anymore. This from a straight A student that I never had to bug about doing his homework. So, we thought, hey, lets send him over to his Dad's for the weekend. That'll get him in line, yeah, that's what we should do. Well he hasn't come back. Oh yeah, that really worked out. What a good idea you idiot. I miss him with all my damn heart. Shit dog, if this is what he really needs, I'm all for it. They're teenagers now, maybe they need the dad thing, fine then. But I wasn't prepared, I cried and cried. I'm fine, I'm fine I keep saying.

Then, yeah then, my first son who was doing so well. Got a job, making good grades, really maturing in these past 6 months, yeah, caught him smoking pot in the living room last weekend. I came downstairs at about 12:30 a.m. to get something to drink and went into the living room, just to chat. I saw a plastic Pepsi bottle under the pillow, pulled it out to throw it away, but it wasn't just a bottle, oh no, it was a homemade water bong. I thought, damn, why didn't I think of this. No just kidding. Well we took his car away and he's grounded and his dad is going to take him to some "meetings" as in AA with other adolescents.

How do you keep these damn kids on the right track, that's what I'm talking about. I want them to have a better life than me, have a good job, with no criminal record for God's sake. I hope I make it through the rain. (That's a song). (Also, I don't have a criminal record, just for the record, just that drugs are illegal, right?)

In other great news:

Steak is good.

Whooo hoooo - New Template

2006-05-18T08:16:00.000-05:00

Looky Looky Looky!

I love this new design!

Free by Miss Zoot!

Check her out here!

I will update my blogroll and links soon, plus even update whass goin onnn in my life.

Stay tuned!

In other news:

Still raining, but staying upbeat here in good ole Akron!

Who takes the Cheese?

2006-03-30T11:36:00.000-05:00

My partner and I contstantly try to come up with something original to sell on Ebay so we can make millions and millions of dollars like everyone else that sold "Virgin Mary" stuff.

One day, finally, she found this in the cheese that we were eating. I think it looks like the side view of Lincoln at the memorial. What do you think we got for it, yeah, that's right, nada, zero, nuthin. It kinda looks like DGM on the toilet. Maybe we just didn't market it right.

What do you think it looks like?

In other news:

I feel so much better and the sun is shinning and birds are singing. Ahhhhh! Wait, I already said that in an earlier brief. It's not groundhog day is it?

This is going to sound bad...very bad.

2006-03-27T12:33:00.000-05:00

I'm hooked on the news. I watch a lot of news shows. They've all been talking about the US Immigration policy. People are protesting everywhere. Here's the bad part, sorry if I offend anyone, but I bet they could wrangle up quite a few illegal aliens in those protests, huh?

One protesters sign said "Due process to all". Hell, the immigrants have more rights than I and my partner have. One guy said he came to the US for a better life and we should let him since his Country couldn't provide it. Well, why the hell don't they go and protest there then? huh?

Bottom line for me is I don't like illegal immigration. You wanna come over here, then do it legally. Don't like your country, do something about it. We did.

And the Winner is........

2006-03-27T10:14:00.000-05:00

Dunbar beat us (St.V) in the semi-finals on Friday.

My son made it to Columbus with no difficulties. Everyone still decided to stay overnight in the hotel. So who knows what went on. I don't want to know. I called him about 10 pm and told him not to be driving that car all over Columbus. He said people were drinking at the hotel, but he was not. Yeah right! I really don't know, but he wasn't slurring his words at that point. I was a teenager once too ya know.

He made it back to Akron ok too. So worries are over. Phewwww! I'm pretty proud of him.

In other news:

The Lexapro seems to be kicking in. I have a lot less anxiety and I don't feel like I'm gonna flip out at any moment. I take my other son to the psychiatrist tomorrow for further evaluation.

Set them Free

2006-03-24T10:39:00.000-05:00

My oldest (16) is off to Columbus to watch his school in the high school basketball state finals. As much as it scares the hell out of me to let him drive 2 hrs away, I have to set him free. Where I came from, a little podunk town in Indiana, there was never a chance that we'd win the regionals, let alone the state championship. So, this being a very exciting time in his high school life, I just have to let go and hope/pray for the best.

So here's to letting go and growing up.

In other news:

Xanax is truely a wonderful drug!

Next Please, cough cough

2006-03-21T13:52:00.000-05:00

Okay, so I'm about to flip out right? Went to the doc and she ordered me up some Lexapro, Xanax, and some migrane meds. I'm on my way.

So now my son and I are both on anti-depressants. Greaaattt! What a nuthouse. Things will calm down soon, I just know it.

In other news:

Spring is here! Yeah!!! The birds are a-singin fo sho.

Also, we bought my son an Akron map for his car! (See previous news brief.)

Dark Thoughts

2006-03-15T07:58:00.000-05:00

Usually I don't REALLY share here. Most times I like to keep things upbeat. That's how I am in real life too.

I think I've written before that my youngest son (14, 15 next month) has been on depression medication. It's been a year now. We've switched meds and changed dosages in that time, trying to get to the light, if you know what I mean.

Last weekend, he had an "episode". He has a rage so severe that he cannot control it. He did not hurt himself or anyone, but he said he heard voices. One voice was trying to reason with him to calm down and the other he said, said no. I could tell it really freaked him out. He's not sure if it was it own voice or not. So I called Childrens Hospital to schedule an indepth interview with a psychiatrist. I also talked with our GP, who is so wonderful. It's weird that when I called the hospital, I had to leave a message. The recording said, that due to the number of calls they receive, I should get a call back within one business day. My god, how many adolescents are having problems? There are only 3 Adolescent psychs in Akron, the rest are psychologists or counselors. That's why I had to go through the GP for meds. My son did not like counseling, at all. Let's hope this time, he will be more open.

He stayed home from school yesterday. We discussed how he was feeling. I asked him he was having suicidal thoughts. He said no. He's pretty open and honest with me about what's going on if I ask him directly. I went home to check on him at lunch and as I was walking up the stairs to his room, I said to myself that my life could take a drastic turn for the worse in the next 30 seconds. Will I find my son dead. It's a dark thought. One I have often.

I'm not looking for sympathy or advice here. Just sharing. Things like this are real, not just on the news.

For Free.....Really?

2006-03-13T13:41:00.000-05:00

Yesterday, at the grocery, we picked up the requisite 4 for $10 twelve packs of pop, or would that be twelve pack of pops.....whatever. In the check-out lane, the cashier said since we bought the packs of pops, we could have FOR FREE mind you, a liter of diet coke (had to be diet). Yukity, yuk yuk. I said no. She then went on to say, it's free. I said, so what, no one will drink it at our house, why waste it. She said only about every 8th person in line turned it down. Here's my dedusement, either people can't turn away ANYTHING free, or lots of people just like diet. I hope it the lather, I mean latter.

In other news:

My son got his license about two weeks ago. On his first outing by himself, he got lost. I'm happy with that, at least he hasn't wrecked, right?

p.s. I'm just ignoring the fact that I haven't posted in two months, so shut up.

Listen here mister!

2006-01-06T12:59:00.000-05:00

Apparently the NSA has been listening to reporter's convo's. hmmmm.

Call your representatives people and let them know how pissed off you are!

Have a nice day.

11 Days and Counting - Yikes!

2006-01-03T08:03:00.000-05:00

That's the number of days until my son can officially get his DRIVERS LICENSE!

I look like a deer caught in the headlights right now. The first day he drives off by himself, I'm gonna be a wreck (no pun intended). Oh woe is me. Can we all just say a silent prayer right now. Thank you.

Onto other things - I'll try to block out the fact above.

This is the year of:

1. Going back to school for a degree in Marketing and Web Design.
2. Taking control of the damn finances I keep screwing up. I've decided to close my checking account and deal only in cash until I can act like a grown-up who knows what the hell they're doing.
3. Try to keep up with the laundry.

Pretty simple goals, not overly unachieveable. Wish me luck.

Hope all of you have a happy and healthy new year.

I'm Tagging Myself - how pathetic!

2005-12-29T11:15:00.000-05:00

To get back into the blog mode, I've tagged myself with this meme, mimi, whatever.

Four jobs you've had in your life:
Working fast food at Penguin Point (bet no one's heard of that huh?) Top that shit.
Sanding doors at the Coachmen Factory (RV's)
Mortgage Loan Processor (oh what hell)
Paralegal (The law is NO fun, I can't work in a job where every one's pissed off.)

Four movies you could watch over and over:
Braveheart (over and over and over)
Twister (Still waiting for Twister 2)
Sweet November (I wanna be her next November)
Coyote Ugly (I know it's hokey)

Four places you lived:
Millersburg, Indiana
Muncie, Indiana
Louisville, Kentucky
Akron, Ohio

Four websites you visit daily:
Dooce
Pink is the New Blog
Dad Gone Mad
Bitter with Baggage

Four of your favorite foods:
Steak
Bacon
Fried Chicken Wings
Steak, did I mention Steak?

Four places you'd rather be:
Key West
Sonoma
San Francisco
Whoville

Four albums you can't live w/o:
I'm pathetic (see title)
I don't own any CD's, I listen to my girl's.

I won't tag anyone since no one is reading because I've been so busy not blogging. (Makes sense doesn't it?)

Mom, please send money!

2005-12-28T15:56:00.000-05:00

Thank you.

Werd Up

2005-11-16T08:25:00.000-05:00

Werd of the day - Pone pronounced like bone. verb.

"I'm restricting your computer time. You have to be off the computer by 7:00 p.m."

"But mom, me and Mike want to pone."

Definition: Play a computer game online.

Werd of the day compliments of my 15 yr old.

Picture Day

2005-11-01T10:49:00.000-05:00

Here's some recent pictures since I don't have shit to say today. Homecoming. I didn't get one pic with S's eyes actually open. The stupid grin on J's face is on purpose. Crazy gun totin kid.

Teenager's are Scary Part 3

2005-10-31T11:08:00.000-05:00

I'm just hoping I make it through these next four years sane. I'd say right now, I'm on the fence tettering between the two, probably leaning toward insane.

My 15 yr old decided to take a toy gun to the football game on Friday night. Yeah, he did.

I'm grabbing my chest saying "It's the big one Elizabeth, I'm coming".

He went to a party before the game and made it there while it was half-time. The field is down this big hill just out of downtown Akron. They parked behind the stadium which is not well lit at all. I would never park there after dark. It's a rough part of town. Well his friends jumped the fence and he kept walking to go to the ticket office. They ususally don't have to pay after half-time. As he was walking by the fence, a cop saw he had the "gun" in his back pocket. The cop then proceeded to pull his gun, point it at my son, and told him to turn around with his hands up. The cop was BEHIND my son. That not being the point, but it still pisses me off, my son tells him it's a toy. Cop takes gun, calls me and is very nasty. Tells me to be there in 20 min and hangs up. I call his dad and tell him to go get him because I had a couple of Bud Lights and didn't want to drive. Make a bad situation even worse if ya know whatta I mean. So white trash, I felt.

Anyway, STUPID STUPID STUPID. Let's say it together shall we, S.T.U.P.I.D.

What's the typical answer when you ask a teenager a question - "I don't know". Yeah, he said it.

OMG OMG OMG, he could dead right now. Unbelieveable. Unbelieveable. Unbelieveable.

Yeah, he's grounded. F'in teenager.

Hellloooo - echo echo echo

2005-10-26T15:23:00.000-05:00

I'm still here.

I'm just busy.

Anyone going to the ACS Rubber Division Show next week.

I'll be there Tuesday & Wednesday. Booth #1344.

Freebe

2005-10-12T09:58:00.000-05:00

Meet my new virtual pet Freebe on the sidebar. I saw Mean Girl had one and well, I wanted one too. Give him a treat!

My son's back at school today feeling much better. The car is running, thank goodness.

The popups were from cool counters I believe, so I nixed it.

Definintion of the day: Dad gum it! What you say instead of cussing or if you are part hillbilly. Use in a sentence - Dad gum it boys, pick up your shoes out of the middle of the floor. You may also substitute Dad burn it!, they are interchangeable.

The Big Thing

2005-10-11T07:46:00.000-05:00

When I was a child I experienced "The Big Thing" many times.

Have you ever had such a high fever that things seem really really big and then it scares you?

My son has a sinus infection and bronchitis. Yesterday his fever was 102.1 F. This morning he wakes me up at 4:22 am and tells me he has "The Big Thing" and he's scared. When you have this feeling, any movement around you makes you very afraid.

The poor guy. I gave him his medicine last evening around 6:00 pm and he didn't wake up until he woke me up, so the medicine had worn off. So I redrugged him, gave him some water and he's back in bed. And I'm at work. No matter how old your kids get, you want to be there with them when they are sick, especially if "The Big Thing" is lurking.

Oh no, no, that's not all the bad news. We have more, oh yes.

My former husband borrowed my Jeep this weekend because his was in the shop. Saturday night he called about 7:30 and said the car won't start. So we went up there and jumped it. So it's either the altenator, battery or some other shit. D jumped me so I could get to work yesterday and I had two of the guys I work with take a look and low and behold, thank god, it was just the battery. Cheapest thing on a car next to the little tree deodorizer, is the battery! But since I only have $15 freakin dollars to my name, one of the guys let me borrow a battery.

Just imagine, go next door, knock knock, neighbor opens door, you say, can I borrow a cup of sugar and a car battery?

What's with the Pop-ups?

2005-10-06T08:22:00.000-05:00

Can someone please tell me why I keep getting popups when I open my blog? TMC mentioned it in his comment before. I'm assuming that any readers are getting them here too. I use Mozilla and have the popup option turned on.

Anyone?

No turn between 4 & 6

2005-10-03T15:17:00.000-05:00

So, I run over to the school to pick up the big boys and they get in. I make a uey and go to the light. It turns green and there's a woman in front of us, well she's not accelerating. I make the comment that she can't turn left here. My older son puts his entire body out the side window and yells at the top of his lungs, "YOU CAN'T TURN LEFT". One more car goes through the intersection, she turns left screeching her tires.

Now what do you think of THAT!

Definition of the day: gally lackin - when you are trying to leave and someone is taking tooooo long to get ready. Use in a sentence: Quit gally lackin around so we can go already!

Rainy Days & Mondays

2005-10-03T09:02:00.000-05:00

Yeah, you know the song unless you under 35 or so.

Gosh dang this weekend flew by.

Friday night I took my son to get his second and last tattoo until he turns 18. It's a pic of buddha. She did an excellent job. I'll post a pic later.

Saturday we had our neice's 3rd birthday party. D's brother-in-law's family are a very snooty bunch I must say. M was cute as a button though.

Sunday we cleaned. That's it. What a great time. And now it's Monday. Arrrrggg.

Freaky Friday

2005-09-30T09:52:00.000-05:00

Since it's almost October ala Halloween, I'd like to start it off right by declaring this Freaky Friday.

Everyone describe a freaky incident that has happened to you that has made you feel closer to the "nether world" than you really wanted to be. Or something like deja vu, etc.

See my post below "Creepy". That was really freaky!

Also, my partner and I have the exact same thoughts at the same time all the time. Did that make sense? I think it's a chemical connection or something, but it's freaky.

Now you play along.

Abducted by Aliens?

2005-09-29T07:06:00.000-05:00

I'm trying to come up with a valid excuse as to why I have not blogged, but one really doesn't come to mind. A few updates of the last month as follows:

Last night we were abruptly and rudely, I might add, awakened by a very loud explosion and bright light outside our window. I thought it was the second coming and Jesus was outside waiting to take us to the big golden highway in the sky. Alas, it was not so. In the light of morning, we saw that a tree had pulled down our neighbors electrical lines causing the flashing light and noise.

Trusty Getto asked how the driving is going with my 15 yr old. We've had two really really close encounters where I would've made it to Heaven before the 2nd coming. One in which he almost pulled out of our driveway WITHOUT looking both ways and a truck came whizzing by at about 60 mph. Dead, we would've been dead, all three of us. The first time in my life where I can say I almost shit my pants. The second one, he changed lanes WITHOUT looking to see it was clear. We would've survived that one, I'm sure. We have a big truck. Other than that, things are peachy keen.

I've been having some financial struggles for the last couple of months. That's all I'll say about that.

Definition of the day:

Whopper jawed - when something is messed up, like a throw rug. Use in a sentence - That rug is all whopper jawed.

Still Alive

2005-08-31T07:11:00.000-05:00

Well, I'm still alive after a week and half of sheer terror in the wake of my son's driving. Sorry I haven't posted much, but things are pretty stressful right now.

My friend Cat who lives in Slidell, LA escaped from the hurricane with her family, but she hasn't posted since Monday. I wouldn't really expect her too, but damn I'm worried about her. Send out some prayers for her and everyone who lived through this damn thing. I think the worst is yet to come.

Milestones

2005-08-22T12:26:00.000-05:00

And we're off. Here's my oldest on his very first drive (legally that is). And where do we go? McDonalds of course. I had my foot pressed to the floor board the entire way as well as a death grip on the door handle. I'm so proud yet so scared at the same time.

Blogvisible

2005-08-18T14:09:00.000-05:00

I've been posting, honest. The posts are just blogvisible, you can't see them. I wrote them in blogvisible type and the only way to see them are with blogfrared glasses.

Anyway........pause pause pause *eyeroll*

I took S to the doctor on Monday and they changed his med to Zoloft. He felt the Lexapro was not working, just making him tired and fatigued. He started it that day and on Wednesday, he said "this stuff is really working". Ummm, can it work that quick I say with furrowed brows? He really does seem better. I'm just going to keep a close eye.

Now onto a Meme I was tagged for by Trusty Ghetto:
(Is "tagged for by" correct grammerically? hummm, just askin. Is grammerically spelled right here? Is it even a word?) See the kinds of shit that runs constantly through my mind, do ya? huh?

Apparently this Meme has no title, but whatever: (again with the colon, meaning I really am starting this time)

When did you move into the neighborhood?

I started blogging last year, but I put myself to sleep and it wasn't pretty. Note last entry.

What region of the neighborhood are you from?

I'm live in Akron, Ohio, the "Rubber City". Home of Goodyear, Firestone, and the University of Akron Zips. They play AT, I am NOT shitting you, "The Rubber Bowl."

What is your favorite part of our neighborhood?

I read everything. Some funny, serious, sexy, informational. I love it all. I'm a well rounded blogaholic.

What is your favorite place to visit 'round these parts?

See my blogroll. I have about 100 more bookmarked in my favorites. I have to say my favorite, favorites are Dooce and DGM.

Since I just moved into a new house, I might want to take a short trip to a local place or area. Where would you suggest in your region?

Hmmmm, first, I would only visit, not move here. I would suggest Quaker Square, the old quaker oats factory turned hotel. Fine food too. Then who wouldn't travel 20+ min north to the Gund (now "The Q") to see King James. How bout the world famous Soap Box Derby? For the golfers out there, we will be hosting yet again the NEC Invitational at our own Firestone Country Club.

Pretty impressed aren't cha? Ahh uhhh. We're bad, you know it. blah blah blah.

P.S. Just to be sure, I ran spell check and all those words above apparently are not. Too bad.

Burping, Farting, and Snoring - Oh My!

2005-08-12T07:04:00.000-05:00

I am a princess. I wanted to be a prince. I grew up with four brothers and I told my mom that I was supposed to be a boy. No this isn't some wierd " I'm in the wrong body post". Boys have all the advantages. They can stand up to pee. It's a huge advantage especially out in woods where squatting can be dangerous, all the crawly creepy bugs and poison ivy that can get too close to hotbox. They can burp and fart, in public even, and it's acceptable. Awww boys will be boys is the standard saying. They get to do all the disgusting stuff that females don't.

I snore ok. I can't help it. My roommate in college used to pinch my nose shut to get me to stop. My girlfriend currently has a bad case of vertigo and sleeping is not easy for her, what with the spinning and spinning and I'm going to throw up feeling. She was reading in bed last night, and I was getting my pillows arranged for the upmost sleepage comfort and she turns to me and says, I shit you not, "You can't go to sleep yet, cuz you'll snore". WHAT? Can't sleep yet? I snore? Really. If a women says she snores, you just get the "she's not that feminine" impression. Picture it. You've just made love and you're holding each other, the female starts to fall asleep, and bam, she starts snoring. Not just a little rattle of a snore, an all out "Shock and Awe, California land rumbling earthquake" sounding kind of snore. Don't you just have a little less respect for her as a woman? I'd rather be a Prince. It'd save me shoe money.

Creeeepy!

2005-08-10T10:11:00.000-05:00

As we were driving to Mansfield, in the middle of nowhere mind you, we came across these images on the road. Weird huh? All and all, it was a fun creepy day.

Just a Sunday Ride

2005-08-08T14:22:00.000-05:00

D and I took a ride yesterday. We hop in the car and take off with no specific plan in mind.

We used to do this when I was kid. My parents, four brothers and I, all piled into the wood paneled station wagon and head off, destination unknown (in my mind anyway). We would cruise for wild aspargus growing on the sides of the road. If you know what it looks like, you'd be surpised how much there is growing wild. We would also pull off and hunt for wild rasberry and blackberry patches. My mom and dad always seemed to know the right time to pick. There's nothing better that blackberry jam on a homemade biscuit.

We ended up at the Mansfield Reformatory where "The Shawshank Redemption" was filmed. We just missed the tours and would've had to wait around for an hour and half before the next ones started, so we just walked the grounds outside. We want to go back for a Ghost Tour they sponsor, which involves an overnight stay.

The Night the Lights went out in Georgia

2005-08-01T13:08:00.000-05:00

A dump truck hit a pole outside our building this morning causing a power outage which in turn meant no internet. What nerve.

Had a great weekend. The boys went with their dad for a weekend away. White water rafting, ATVing, eating, etc. They said it was great time all around.

My girl and I enjoyed the quiet. We read, slept, shopped, tanned, you know, fun stuff.

Back to normal now, "what's there to eat". They're like a bottomless pit I tell ya. I could have a house full of food and they would still say, "there's nothing to eat". Gotta love um.

That's all for today. Thank you.

What?

2005-07-29T13:52:00.000-05:00

Yeah, about that last post, I'm fine now. Phewwww, glad that's over.

Free in Retrospect

2005-07-29T09:53:00.000-05:00

I came across this blog today. A Woman of Many Parts

It made me think of my life so far. At 41, I don't really have the luxury of youth to pave a life for myself as I would have then. I need to LIVE, not exist. Many of my dreams have been burst with knives so sharp, I thought the wounds would never heal. I'm afraid of being so poor that there's no where to go. When we had children, my life's arrow pointed to the raising and protection of them to the abandonment of my true self. My commitment to help these innocent creatures grow and mature knows no bounds. I would sacrifice my life for them, and I have, but not in the literal sense.

I have a wonderful partner I fell so deeply in love with 7 years ago. She balances me. She's beautiful, compassionate, sexy. But I long for time to myself. I feel like a free spirit that sometimes gets trapped. I can't imagine my life without her or them, yet I do. Why is that?

This is not about being a martyr, I've made my choices, they were mine and mine alone. The yearning is strong to do something different, be different.

I am Free to Be, whatever I want.

Well THAT didn't Happen

2005-07-28T08:01:00.000-05:00

I'm nervous all afternoon yesterday. Why am I nervous, I don't have to take the license test, but I was gut wrenching nervous. Maybe because life as I new it was about to end? Yeah, relenting control to my son who that day would actually be getting some adult responsibility and turning into a MAN. This is scary shit folks, I tell ya.

Yeah, well THAT didn't happen.

The BMV wouldn't accept the ORIGINAL birth certificate with the embossed gold seal and original signatures and baby footprints on it as proof of his identity? So technically at this point, my son is no one from no where? Seems they need a GOVERNMENTAL agency certified birth certificate, so I have to order one for guess what.....yep, $10 dollaroonos. And since my other guy will need one next year, that's $20 bucks, plus the $21 for the actual temps when we go back. Drivers Ed will be ohhhhh $450.

So, the nightmare has not begun or not ended, it depends on the perspective.

Teenager's are Scary Part 2

2005-07-27T11:50:00.000-05:00

Well, today's the day I've been dreading for 15 years.

I'm taking my son to get his temps today.

Eeeeee gadddd, please God keep him safe.

Now the letting go begins with vigor.

My little baby boy is going to DRIVE, you know, behind a 2 ton piece of machinery with a gas pedal and everything.

He can't even pick up his socks.

A Day in the Life

2005-07-26T15:20:00.000-05:00

Check out this website:

It used to be called "A day in the Life".

Scene from my Life

People from all over the world submit photos for a week about their life. Some are artsy, some are reality, some historical. I like it. It's like traveling without paying the fare.

I think some of you should submit.

Monday Mumbles

2005-07-25T12:41:00.000-05:00

The owner claimed the dog on Friday, yeahhhh, he wasn't a drop off.

People piss me off sometimes, ya know. I feel like I'm a pretty easy person to get along with, but sometimes I just can't stand a holier than thou attitude. So if you have one, stay away.

It's Alabama hot here today with the dew point at 77 and temp is
90 F. Uggggh.

My son is doing ok. He said that he doesn't think the medicine is helping, but he has been joking around lately, something I haven't seen in a while. I'll have him checked in a couple of weeks when he should see some improvement for himself.

His dad saw his tatoo for the first time this weekend. eeeekk. What's the first thing he said? "You're gonna regret that in a few years." That's the most common saying for anyone who gets a tatoo. Anyway, his dad has some, what can he say? He even got some new ones a couple of years ago.

It's almost back to school, money, money, money, and more money. $$$$$$

What's your Monday Mumble?

Lost and Found

2005-07-20T07:33:00.000-05:00

I'm a sucker for animals, any kind. If it wasn't for my partner, we'd probably have 10 dogs by now. When I was married to my former husband when the kids were little, we had two dogs, two cats, a fish tank and a hamster. I'd pick up strays along the way and find new homes for them. One time my neighbor gave us a black kitty cat and low and behold, she had six babies. It seemed like a zoo, but I loved it.

A couple of my favorite shows are Animal Precinct and Houston SPCA on Animal Planet. Sometimes the shows break your heart when you seen the inhumane treatment some animals can endure. One dog had a collar so deeply embedded that the metal chain was rubbing against raw bone. They nursed the poor thing back to health but ended up putting him to sleep because he was food aggressive and due to liability, they could not adopt him out.

I've seemed to pass this love of animals onto my boys. A stray Lab came to our house last evening. We gave him some food, water, and lovins. We would love to keep him but our dog is sooooo not good with other dogs. The last dog we brought into our house, he tried to kill the poor thing. I don't understand him.

It must've been six years ago, we decided to get the boys a dog around Thanksgiving and we took off to the humane society to check it out. They had the cutest dog, a little mutt that had one ear that stood up and the other sort of flopped over. He was gorgeous, so cute. They told us he was in quarantine until the next day, and they do not hold dogs. S had a soccer game the next day and we arrived at the shelter one half hour after they opened and they had already adopted the dog. The boys started crying, I teared up. Damn it I was pissed. There was a weight limit for dogs at the apartment we lived in and the other adoptables were too big and they won't adopt puppies to people with smaller children. (Whatever)

We went home and searched the paper for dogs and there was one ad for mixed breed puppies, so we loaded up the car and went to Barbertucky. That's what we call Barberton around here. We arrive at the house. There's a sofa on the porch along with numerous other items and in the back yard are about 10 dogs. Oh my gosh they were looking scraggly. She showed us the two she had and we picked the dog we have today. He was definitely socialized with other dogs, so I'm not sure why he's so aggressive. He's the man of the house that dog is.

Anyway, we called my ex because he has a garage (we don't) and can keep the dog safe and happy until we find the owner or can give him to someone. The dog is so great. Huge black Lab, a little older, healthly, and very friendly. He listens well and loves the car. He had no collar and there was no mark where one would've been if he slipped out of it. Ususally there's an indentation in the hair. We were driving around the neighborhood trying to find the owner, but we live sort of in the country so houses are far apart. People always drop dogs out there. It's so sad. I placed a found ad this morning, lets hope someone responds.

2005-07-15T09:10:00.000-05:00

Please, please, please give me a piece of graham cracker!

Free's Friday Philosophy

2005-07-15T07:33:00.000-05:00

I was just over at J-Rocs reading through his archives as I was interested in a person who thought his blog would not be "my cup of tea" since I'm the type of person that is interested in all kinds of people and who they are. I guess that doesn't really show through in what I write here.

He was talking of his father in the biographical archive about how much he misses his father and that made me remember. God, I miss my dad too. How I would've loved to share my adult life with him. He was tall, lanky, smart, funny and he could eat anything and not gain an ounce of weight. I received a call from my mom that he was in the hospital and that it was probably ok and that I didn't need to come home right away. We lived in Louisville, Ky at the time and they were about 4 1/2 hrs away in northern Indiana. So my husband and I went about our business on that Friday night. They were supposed to have visited us that very weekend. We had so much fun together, my husband, my dad, my mom and I. The next day she called and said we needed to come right away, that he had a stroke. So I just put some stuff in a bag, I can't even remember what it was I was so afraid. We we were speeding the entire way to the hospital and when we got there, none of my family was there. The nurses took me aside and told me that he had passed from a brain aneurysm, he was only 53. Oh my god, I couldn't believe it. I just can't tell you how lost I felt at that moment.

Looking back some years later, I was so happy that he had been there to walk me down the isle, every little girls dream. A wedding is so much more than marrying the person you love, it's about moving into a new relationship with your parents as an adult as well.

Thanks J-Roc for taking me back. This Friday's for you.

I'm in a Pickle

2005-07-13T08:11:00.000-05:00

Well not really inside of a pickle, but you know what I mean.

My oldest son has a friend at school (where Lebron James went) and she's 15. Well, one of her good friends is the 14 yr old daughter of the president of the company I work for. No big deal right. This said 15 yr old I'll call G has posted pics on the internet of her and three of her friends (including L the 14yr old) in front of Blockbuster dressed rather ummmm provocatively. They had on very low rise shorts or sweats, tank tops and here's the killer, bras and thongs on the outside of their clothing. The poses were very sexual in nature. I have to say I was shocked. Taking pictures like this out in public is appalling in my mind especially for 14 and 15 yr old girls.

The dilemma is that I'm sure the pres would not approve, do I tell him? I would want to know. You know what else bothers me is that G mother (yes, mother) took those pictures. What the hell?

Anyway, after D showed me the site last night, I went downstairs and talked to my sons for half hour or 45 mins about the portrayal of women in the media. I want them to understand that the reasons girls may do something like this is a reflection of how women are raised to think that being sexy and pretty are what identifies them. Uhhhh I'm so pissed off that we still hold pretty and sexy above smart and wonderful. Well you can imagine that after about 15 min I lost them to eye rolling and the tune out. I tried to be short, I really did.

Any thoughts?

Bay Kay Shown

2005-07-12T14:16:00.000-05:00

Here's what I did on my/our once in a lifetime fantasy vacation:

D and I packed some bathing suits and a couple of other necessities and headed for the airport. Once there we passed easily through security with our carry-ons and passports. We boarded first class and talked about where we were going and what we would see.

I had seen a program on the travel channel about an exclusive resort on a secluded island with private villas that had stone patios, hot tubs, terry cloth robes, massages by the beach, beautiful sunsets, need I go on, paradise.

I booked the villa some six months ago with the intention of surprising her with this trip. I didn't tell here where we were going until we arrived at the airport. I did tell her what to pack for however.

You would not believe how beautiful it was there. Aqua colored ocean on a gorgeous private beach. We sipped our cool drinks pool side and listed to the whoossssh of the ocean day after day. No phones, emails, making dinner, rushing around. It was sooo great. We snorkeled in the clear waters off the island one day, paraglided the next. One day we had a private tour of the water falls further inland with a picnic lunch in the glades. Ahhhhh.

NOT

This is what we really did:

Made dinner (ha!) seriously
Read a book
Played the SIMS 2
Napped (I loved this part)
Drank
Tanned
Shopped
Drove through the ghettos of Cleveland
Saw "War of the Worlds"
Slept in
Took my son to get a tatoo (Don't say ANYTHING)
That's pretty much it, I like the fantasy one better, don't you?

I'm Baaaack

2005-07-11T10:56:00.000-05:00

But it's Monday after a vacation, you'all know how that is. I'll post later. Buh Bye.

Friday Free's For All

2005-07-01T09:50:00.000-05:00

Today's my last day before my week of vacation. Can we hear a boo yaa from everyone!

My co-workers and I were discussing the price of things today as compared to when we were children:

Movies - $.25
Glass of beer - $.05
Gas - $.35/gal
Ice cream from the ice cream man - $.10

R said that he is surpised that the ice cream truck doesn't have an ATM machine on it today. Another said that he could get a pack of cigarettes and a beer for a $30 bargin.

Funny saying of the day - first comes the engagement ring, then the wedding ring, and finally the suffering. Remember that Vixen. (Remember I'm full of contradictions).

Blogblock

2005-06-29T08:31:00.000-05:00

I haven't posted since Friday. I have blogblock.

I'm cranky, tired, stressed, and bored. As I suggested earlier to myself, I'm taking next week off from work. I really need a break.

My son is doing fine so far on the medication. I think it may be helping him already. He hates it when I ask him. "quit asking me" (whatever, *eyeroll*). I encouraged him to start his journal again and he's been writing songs. I'm so proud of him, he is an awesome writer.

Here's a salute to one of my favorite bloggers TMC who has decided to quit his blog. I'll miss ya TMC.

Let's Get it Started In Here

2005-06-24T09:19:00.000-05:00

Is there a picnic today at work or NOT. Just tell me because I'm sick of guessing. There're posters everywhere saying there is a picnic today at work, but rumor has it that it's cancelled. Damn it, IS THERE A PICNIC OR NOT PEOPLE? Not going anyway, but I HAVE to know.
In my business EVERYONE uses email, right? Wrong. You get the old farts that just are sooo reluctant to use email. It's as easy as mixing Metamucil you geriatric freak. (Inappropriate comment I know. I love older people, don't get me wrong and don't give me any crap.)
Is it TOO much to ask that when you send in testing, that you include a copy of the quote or SOMETHING, some kind of paperwork, is it? Huh?

Is it Thursday already?

2005-06-23T12:32:00.000-05:00

Wednesdays should be called hell days. I was out of commission due to a frickin migrane. I woke up Tuesday night with unbearable pain in the right quadrant of my brain along with intense nausea. I was sweating like like a pig and then my son called at 1:38 a.m. to tell me that his friend had run away (he's 14). He tried to follow him, but was unsuccessful. He thought I would be mad that he was out walking around after dark. (Which I would've been, mind you). I told him he did the right thing and that if his friend called, to call his parents. The cops eventually found his friend but not before I received a call at 2:30 a.m. from them asking if I knew anything.

Needless to say, it wasn't a pleasant night nor morning. Called-off and didn't wake up till 1:00 p.m.

Ahhh, feeling much better today, but I think I need a vacation.

The Joker

2005-06-20T14:13:00.000-05:00

One of my co-workers and I have this on-again, off-again practical joke competitions going on. Last fall, I taped bubble wrap to the front tires of his car and when he took off, it sounded like gunfire. It was soooo freakin hilarious. Then I superglued his cup to his desk. He in turn put goo under the handle on my car.

Well Friday, he took the ball out of my mouse (that sounds weird), and today he unplugged my mouse from the hard drive (again weird).

Anyone have any suggestions for my revenge?

I Could Be The Next Einstein

2005-06-15T07:10:00.000-05:00

When I was a kid, my dad would fix things or think of ways to make something work out of regular household items and he passed this little gift onto me.

Here's a couple of things I've done or "invented". I could be rich, ya never know.

I made my bra into a racerback with one of the straps from those bras where the straps are detachable. I hate it when my bra shows, hate it, so one day I took the strap and looped it around the back of my regular bra straps and hooked it together with the metal hook of the strap. WaaaaLaaa instant racerback. You do have to let out the straps of your regular bra though.

Here's another thing I came up with out of doing something stupid. We have a mulching mower and it kept getting bogged down in the high grass areas, so I detached the spring from the mower cover on the side so that the grass could spit out side instead of staying inside of the mower. Well that was a very stupid idea because not only did it come out the side, but it sprayed whoever was mowing with all the grass. Dumb, dumb, deeedumb. Anyway, I couldn't get the damn spring back on. It would've taken the jolly green giant to get that damn thing back on there it was so strong. So I took two of those giant binder clips and clipped the cover back down. Haaa Haaa it worked!

What things have you come up with?

I am not going to post about Michael Jackson

2005-06-14T10:24:00.000-05:00

I am not going to post about Michael Jackson
I am not going to post about Michael Jackson
I am not going to post about Michael Jackson
I am not going to post about Michael Jackson

And that's that.

Hellish Hot Weekend

2005-06-13T14:37:00.000-05:00

I swear to God it's Alabama hot here people. Hat's off to Swamp Mom for livin in SE Louisana. I swear I was about to scream bloody murder it was so damn hot this weekend.

Ran my oldest son around on Sunday dropping off applications for employment and OF COURSE my a/c doesn't work in the Jeep I JUST FREAKING BOUGHT IN FEBRUARY. (It's used). Got home and my whole entire backside from the top of my head down to my toes was completely soaked with sweat. Now, if you know me, I hate sweating. I sweat like a DUDE, seriously. I think I was supposed to be a boy. I have four brothers, three older, one younger, see what I mean?

As for the younger son, so far so good on the meds. The doc gave him Flexapro and he said it hasn't made him feel worse or suicidal. So that makes me happy. I'm happy I'm not sweating and my son is good for now. What else is there?

Super Cool

2005-06-10T12:21:00.000-05:00

What a handsome guy. He has such great angles to his face.

What a great smile!

2005-06-10T12:20:00.000-05:00

8th grade Graduation. This is a rare picture with a smile. Look at the beautiful windows.

Here we go!

2005-06-09T15:45:00.000-05:00

Ok, I'm off to pick up the medication for my son. He prescribed Flexapro. He said my son will probably not notice a difference for 4-6 weeks. Still, these first two weeks are critical as I have discussed before.

Fasten your seat belts, we're in for a bumpy ride.

The Future is Now

2005-06-06T07:44:00.000-05:00

My 14 yr old is graduating from 8th grade today. They have a big gradutation ceremony tonight, so I hope to get some good material from that. He will now move into the big high school arena. Yikes, I hope adjusts as well as his brother did. The kid seemed to bloom before my very eyes when he started high school.

See you tomorrow.

Linda Blair has nothing on me

2005-06-03T12:29:00.000-05:00

My head is spinning, spinning, spinning. 24 hrs of mind boggling, headache inducing, crap.
I started writing the story and it was just plain boring, so I deleted it. Ha Ha. Moving on:

Weird thoughts in my head today:
- I love Fireman. Not sex love, respect love. (Where'd that come from?)
- Tire construction is interesting. Really?
- I think I might need the dr's help too. (Either that or a massage.)
- Is this post really postable and is that a word? (whatever)

Think I'll have some Bud Light tonight, yeah Bud Light and chicken wings.