Thursday, November 30, 2006
Of course anybody with pets probably already know this, but vets don't do payment plans, all costs are due right away. I've always thought this policy is rather harsh, as a lot of people don't have credit cards or the funds available to pay for it. So basically you have to choose between pawning your belongings, risk getting evicted and well you get the idea..or watching your cat die. Nice huh? So they have added a paypal button on their webpage. Check the site out, it's worth poppin in.
The China Cabinet
Tuesday, November 28, 2006
Him: My mouse is slow, do we have any batteries?
Me: Have you cleaned it?
Him: Oh yeah, you showed me that before, Hey! Look at all this crap! Thanks!
Me: *sigh* your welcome.
Him: Now I can't log in.
Me: Is your keyboard working?
Him: Um, no. Flips it over and hits the reset button. Damn, didn't work.
Me: Did you press the station button?
Me: Behind your screen, no, not on the back of the screen, next to our wedding picture, no, over,no, down.
Him: Oh yeah that!
Me: Is it working now?
Him are you recording on both TV's?
Me:Yes, you don't go to bed till 10, the tivo will be done in the bedroom at 9.
Him:What are you recording?
Me: NCIS (like it matters)
Him: Oh ok 9 oclock you say?
Me: If I had a pocketdish I could record whatever I wanted whenever I wanted without tying up the bedroom tv.
Him: They have those?
Me: Yes, for all you know I've already ordered one.
Him: What was wrong with the dishwasher?
Me: Nothing, somebody pressed too many buttons in the wrong sequence and it had to be reset.
Him: Oh yeah if it has buttons and you have to plug it in, I'm not suppose to touch it.
***sidenote: his idea of doing laundry is turning the machine on, his idea of doing the dishes is to turn it on, this time he tried to switch it to pots and pans and heavy wash. And I had to sit here all day to wait on the diswasher repairman.
Him: I can watch a dvd while your show tapes.
Him: Goodnight (kiss) come to bed soon.
Me: um ok
Him:Baby (from the bedroom)
Me: WHAT! (just kidding!) Yeeeeeeeeeesssssssssss?
Him: where's the Ron White DVD?
Me: It should be in there. (walk into the bedroom sift through stacks of dvd's (damn! all porn, just kidding)
Him: I'll just watch this one.
Me: Ok, you can stop my show..
Him: No, I'll just watch this. If I can figure out how...
Me: There now you can watch.
Him: Don't I need the DVD remote?
Me: The one right behind you?!
Him: That's the TV remote..
Me: Duh, this one!
Him: Come to bed soon? Promise? When?
Him: 9 oclock I can watch my show?
It is now 9:09, I'm going to check on him. I knew it. Out like a light!
Really, I'm not a bitch. Just sayin.
The dishwasher man is coming today, that's quick turn around time. The bulk trash guys are back today to pick up the piano we dragged to the curb, this is the third trip they have made. I didn't even have to call again like the sticker said on the regualr hobo. The one guy found a stack of pictures in it! One of our deciding factors of getting rid of it was the fact that I was convinced something small and furry is living it. The other one was it would cost a few hundred dollar to restore it and none of us play piano with the exception of my mom, who doesn't live here. Honey's sisters didn't want it so the two of us got it to the curb last week. Ladies use your butt when pushing heavy objects you can get some real momenteum going, great for the thighs too!
I have been comatose since yesterday afternoon, it seemed like nothing was going my way and I was still drained from the holidays. I did make it grocery shopping though, so that was good, and a trip to the bank. Thank god for the internet! I can pay all our bills online today without rushing.
I lost half a pound during my long sleep!
Last real conversation with honey that involved me be coherent enough to to answer him.
Honey: I wish I went to your school.
Honey: I would have carried all your books today.
Me: If I had to walk to school today, I wouldn't have made it. I would have sat in the midddle of the sidewalk and cried, I'm so tired.
Honey: I would carry you and your books.
Upate: Piano is gone..Outta here! Yay! Dishwasher man will be here between 2 and 5. I can go get coffee! Today's going to be a good day, tater!
Monday, November 27, 2006
2) Our dishwasher broke again over the weekend, the damn thing isn't even 6 months old.
3) I have to wait at the house from 8-5 all day Tuesday for diswasher repairman, which means no exercise, except for cleaning the house and wrapping presents.
4) I have one day to acomplish all my errands since I couldn't do anything since Wed and I am now tied to the house tomorrow.
5) We have no fresh food in the house which means I have to go to two grocery stores not one.
The good news: We got fired up yesterday afternoon and split dishes and laundry. I took laundery, honey took dishes (score for me!) I even got to do a light sweeping of most of the house which took care of the big tufts of pet hair, today and tomorrow Roomba will come out and do the easy rooms, I'll shop vac the big areas and the regular vac can do the orientals. Roomba doesn't like the orientals, it eats the fringe and starts bleeping at me.
I will drink plenty of coffee as I do my errands, and try to make a 12 o'clock lunch date. It's four shots of espresson over ice topped with whipped kinda day maybe two f those, I will have to be scraped off the ceiling and and at some point will come in for a crash landing..but oh well.
Saturday, November 25, 2006
Today I asked honey to share his Lowe's gift cards. We got a bunch from our wedding and I had yet to lay claim to any of them. So I decided it was time. Time to re-wallpaper the bathroom and kitchen walls. I've spent hours perusing wallpaper books, today I was going to make the committement. My mother is a wallpapering goddess, so I enlisted her help, and she in turn added a friends who knows everything about painting. So now I have in my possession a gallon of wallpaper primer to paint over the foil accented wallpaper in the bathroom that cannot be removed. I have two roller trays and a gallon of custom tinted paint for trim work and doors. I'm very apprehensive about this whole thing, what if it goes horribly wrong? I have my instructions for preping, and I think I will start Monday, though the wallpaper is special order so we don't have it yet. Can I actually pull this off? I've stripped wallpaper before, it's not fun. This is a bit different as the wallpaper is the original from when our subdivision was built. The bathroom isn't bad, mom kinda likes it, Cyd made fun of it from pictures and I've grown use to it. The kitchen is well lets just say very retro and not in a good way. The appliances luckily are not avocado green or burnt toast brown, but mostly stainless. The counters are butcher block, the cabinets are plain as well.
Why am I so scared to do this on my own,? I want my mommy here to hold my hand, to make sure I am doing it right, I don't want to make matters worse. This little project isn't cheap and I've wanted to do it for a long time, so what's the big deal? I can handle it right? I'm fairly bright, creative, even went to school for architecture and interior design. I guesss you could say I'm just not a hands on kinda girl. Sure we could hire someone but why do that when you can do it your self? I've seen my mom redo bathrooms in one weekend, some even involved minor tile work.
I know I will love it when it is done..It's from a book called Beachy Keen,it's very bright, cheerful, and a bit preppy. The top swatch at the left will be the bathroom walls, the border doesn't seem to want to post. The walls in the kitchen will be apinted yellow to match the yellow in the border. The tiles in the bathroom are buttercup yellow too.
Friday, November 24, 2006
Thursday, November 23, 2006
I was around when Karyn had her first blog, it was a daily read. It was like CAN she pull this off? She got me hooked watching her totals, she too matched what she made and it wasn't ALL paid off from readers. It was novel, gutsy and fun! It was like a game and I was rooting for her! I found Leigh Ann's blog through Karyn's new site. Leigh Ann got me hooked into her website with her personality and soon I was rooting for her as well, the thing is..Leigh Ann gave back what she was given ALOT. She would send people with even less money than her gifts, words of encouragement and cash. The really cool part of watching these people learn how to live a new life is seeing them change and transform their priorities becoming better , wiser and stronger people, we can't all go to college for accounting and finance educations, sometimes you have to learn the hard way. Their blogs are part of recovery system, much like any other 12 step program works. The blogs speak to people going through the same problems or ones who have been there before and also other compassionate people who just want to see people do the next right thing and be free.
Sure they could declare bankruptcy, but most people who do that DON'T learn the value of money and budgeting. People who try to turn it around and do something about it seem to learn a whole new set of survival skills. They also learn how to say I don't know and I need help. That's a good thing to know how to do, really. It is so hard for us to put our ego's aside and admit that we are in deep trouble and we don't like it so much. In fact it kinda sucks. But they never have to feel that way again ever.
Be good to yourself, play nicely with others and Happy Thanksgiving!
Wednesday, November 22, 2006
Me: This January.
Mom: You got that when..um when we went to France? No wait before that.. And you went with somebody else . Right! You got it when you ran off the England with that horrible British guy!
God, TTQ the things you used to do.
Me: Would you have rather I never LIVED at all? I mean like just existing, you know in a CONVENT or something?
Mom: No, you do have some colorful tales.
Me: Thanks Mom.
Cyd, here is a trivia question! What was the name of the guy who went out to eat with us at a Mexican restaurant to meet everyone for the first time. The one who said "I'm (meaning him) pregnant, You know how I know? The trunk is showing!"
Happy Birthday Mom!
This picture was taken on my wedding day, I love this picture. Actually it's the look on her face that tells me everything. When she smiles like this she lights up a room. This her smile when she is very happy, this is not a posed picture I took this one while we were getting ready, she of course was already ready. All her girls and her only niece were together laughing taking pictures, putting on make-up, playing with hair, wiggling into dresses and it was a wonderful experience. Mom has always believed in me, even when I was hell on wheels, firestorming through life. The good thing is I'm still here, she's still here and if we just enjoy life each day, we don't have to regret the past nor shut the door on it, we can learn from our experiences.
So I hope my mom stays around for a long long time.
Tuesday, November 21, 2006
You can't buy good health
You can't buy love
You can't buy experience
You can't buy strength
You can't buy hope
You can't buy a sense of humor
You can't buy all the silly days in your life
Do I still want to win the lottery? I don't think so, do I want the money? Oh hell yeah. But you gotta play to win and I'm just not a gambler these days or even before. I'd rather have that Starbucks trip rather than 5 lottery tickets.
I'm in love with my husband
I have great Dr's that keep me alive.
I have my pets
I have a house actually, it's a HOME.
I have my family though most are far away.
Peace out! Be good to yourself.
Monday, November 20, 2006
TTQ is short for Temper Tantrum Queen. No, I did not make it up for myself a past boyfriend who would actually put me on five minute time outs....Started it and shortened it to TTQ. It stuck. I once had a limo driver sent to the airport to pick me up and take me to a club in South Beach who was told to put TTQ on the sign he was holding up for arriving travelers.
1. A sudden outburst of anger; "his temper sparked like damp firewood".
2. A characteristic (habitual or relatively temporary) state of feeling; "whether he praised or cursed me depended on his temper at the time"; "he was in a bad humor".
3. A disposition to exhibit uncontrolled anger; "his temper was well known to all his employees".
4. The elasticity and hardness of a metal object; its ability to absorb considerable energy before cracking.
1. A display of bad temper; "he had a fit"; "she threw a tantrum"; "he made a scene".
Middle English quene, from Old English woman, wife, queen, akin to Gothic qens wife, Greek gynE woman, Sanskrit jani
1 the wife or widow of a king b : the wife or widow of a tribal chief
2 a female monarch (b) a female chieftain
3 a woman eminent in rank, power, or attractions b. a goddess or a thing personified as female and having supremacy in a specified realm (c) an attractive girl or woman; especially a beauty contest winner
My real name is quite the opposite. Which I guess is akin to an alter ego. I'm not going to put the actual names in, just the meanings. You know anonymity and all.
This name could be derived from several sources. It could be from Spanish meaning "beautiful"; or it could be a short form of Germanic names ending with the elements meaning "soft, tender".
From a surname derived from Old English "meadow".
The name was probably taken from the sign at an inn, the young kind; Welsh, to skip. The primitive Celtic or Gaelic signified armor, as a dart, a blade, or sword; hence, to disable, injure, maim.
So full name meaning might be: to skip through a beautiful meadow, or I like to lure beautiful, soft and tender individuals to a meadow and maim them. Just saying..
Discover the hidden meaning of your name, this was cool..
I typed in my full maiden name and this was the result:
Sensitive, emotional and caring you seek peace and harmony and desire to work for the benefit of others and society. Your talents and abilities may draw you towards teaching or service occupations where you would be a natural success. Although quite reserved your courage and ideals mean that you are single-minded and industrious in pursuit of your goals. Your affectionate and giving nature means that you are loved by all.
I entered my full maiden hyphen new last name and it said:
You are an extremely gifted individual with the ability to be outstanding in your chosen area. Independent, intelligent and wise you tend to rely on your own efforts rather than team support. You have a disciplined approach to life using your logic, organizational ability and sound judgment to achieve results. You do not seek the limelight and remain modest about your considerable successes. You are admired for your integrity and honesty.
Sunday, November 19, 2006
We celebrated my Mom's B-day today. As you can see my two boys are all over her. Fletch in the lap and Zeus has his legs tangled in hers. Babyfred was lurking around, but Honey said she saw them exchanging kisses in greeting, he complained that the kitty-kitty doesn't even do that with him. I baked a cake, I made a pot roast, I decorated another tree. I'm tired, very tired.
Saturday, November 18, 2006
So if you want to love me
then darlin' don't refrain
Or I'll just end up walkin'
In the cold November rain
Do you need some time...on your own
Do you need some time...all alone
Everybody needs some time...
on their own
Don't you know you need some time...all alone
I know it's hard to keep an open heart
When even friends seem out to harm you
But if you could heal a broken heart
Wouldn't time be out to charm you
Sometimes I need some time...on my
Sometimes I need some time...all alone
Everybody needs some time...
on their own
Don't you know you need some time...all alone
And when your fears subside
And shadows still remain
I know that you can love me
When there's no one left to blame
So never mind the darkness
We still can find a way
'Cause nothin' lasts forever
Even cold November rain
Don't ya think that you need somebody
Don't ya think that you need someone
Everybody needs somebody
You're not the only one
You're not the only one
I'm blogging but not posting, just saving as drafts. I don't have the scary eyes yet, but it's getting there...
Hoping to make it back to regularly scheduled posted blogging soon...
Still in progress... one blog per day for 365 days for TTQ's Bumble Blog
Also, still in progress..one self portrait for 365 days (which are mostly marked as private on my Flickr Pro Account.
Friday, November 17, 2006
in my platforms
i hit the floor
fell face down
didn't help my brain out.....
before i found
the magic of how
to keep me happy....
I never was the fantasy
of what you want
wanted me to be
don't judge me so harsh....
but when you tell them my name
from here to birmingham
i got a few friends....
i'll say it loud here by your grave
those angels can't
ever take my place.....
Thursday, November 16, 2006
Today's trade, everybody wants to be on our pepper and tomato list when they are ripe, which they have just started to produce last week. 2 avocados, 4 Starfruit (Carambola) and a dozen Key Limes. One of the joys of living in Florida, fresh fruits and vegetables all year round. Soon we will be picking 4-5lbs of tomatoes a day. All this in a suburban backyard garden, we could put a pool there but, Honey loves to garden.
Wednesday, November 15, 2006
While I was driving home I started pushing on my nose towards my left eye. The deviated septum is towards the right eye. If it got that way from me mushing my face against the sliding glass doors and bus windows as a kid, maybe I can get it to go back the way it is suppose to be....
The weird thing is today I had very "grown up" errands to do. Banking, paying property taxes and finding out what we need to put the house in my name... They let anybody grow up these days. Now I'm going to attempt the chores that I suck at, mopping the floor, and cleaning the ceiling fans. I think I will look into having someone come do that once every two or three weeks, but it is hard with all the animals.
Tuesday, November 14, 2006
I have a deviated septum and I've always thought a nose job would be a surgery I would do in a heartbeat. The deviated part seems to be getting worse as I get older, I snore very loudly and I get frequent nose bleeds. So now the option isn't entirely vain. I still firmly believe that if you mush your face in ways you aren't suppose to, your face will freeze like that, just like your mother told you. Like the bitch line I mentioned during last weeks posts. It takes something like 47 muscles to frown and only 3 to smile. So the more you smile, the less wrinkles you will get. Or if you can't bring yourself to pasting on a smile, just sit there void of any visible emotions. I am ok with having plastic surgery and or medically necessary surgery. I believe every person should have the choice to choose for themselves.
I had my ankle reconstructed with a long ruler sized titanium plate, a 3 inch rod/nail and about 8 tiny screws. Scar? Hardly visible. I had back surgery, the Dr who was going to do it chickened out at the last minute, which meant I didn't have this new guys promise of using running laces to stitch it up, he used a staple gun. Scar? Right about where a tramp stamp would be. I have spider angiomas all across my chest , I was going to have each one injected with a saline solution to reduce the redness on my wedding day and to wear my strapless wedding gown with confidence. In the end, I decided that I was being too hypercritical of myself and let it go. My mother insisted that they could hardly be seen, yet she can see that next five pounds I should lose. My husband told me today I was getting skinny on him, I said five more pounds. He being the very loving husband he is, tells me how beautiful I am right now, right here. If I don't say thank you, he will pinch me until I say I am beautiful.
curiosity time..How many of you would have a nose job?
Remember once it's done you can't undo it.. So do you stick with the one you've always had or go for a gamble on being a new improved version? No guarantees that you will like the new one..
Now I have to go do the stuff I was going to do yesterday!
Sunday, November 12, 2006
Cyd- before you read this, you have to take an oath to keep this to yourself!
So yeah, we decorated the first tree of the season today. Mom had us over for dinner so we could put up her tree. This year she has two kittens who are huge and mischievous, so in the picture, you may notice that the bottom third of the tree has almost no decorations..
On the way over to her house I noticed bucket trucks out and hanging the decorations on some of the light posts. My tree will go up the day after Thanksgiving as per tradition in our family. This will be Honey and I's third Christmas together, though it will be our first Christmas married.
We gave each other our presents last night, we suck at keep things to ourselves, we really can't lie to one another so very transparent when we do. I set up his new computer last night. I really wanted to wait till Christmas to give it to him, I swear. I got my rings, which I am refusing to wear until Christmas day. I put them back in their boxes and hid them away, I'm still going to wrap them and put them in larger boxes and wrap those with the notes inside for him to give me the smaller boxes. So now Honey said he is going to get me more stuff for Christmas, because I was bitching and moaning about us not having anything for Christmas now. That wasn't the point of my complaining though, I said if you had just let me put the tree up already, we could have had Christmas last night with a tree and all.
I like waking up on Christmas and opening presents, and I love to watch people open gifts too. So next year, I think I'll have everything (the big and good gifts) delivered to Mom's house and she can put them under her tree. I'll just put the small for fun gifts under our tree here. The other option is to learn how to keep a secret from him.
Saturday, November 11, 2006
So back to the pregnancy test, I dug one out of the closet and said this will get rid of the maybe's..... Because a whole household can burst into sponatnous puking at the drop of a hat. I've seen it happen before. One person hears or sees someone else do it, it makes them sick and so on...
But what about the test? Negative. It really is just the stomach flu. I wonder if I could have kept that secret till Christmas?Reason #532 my mom doesn't read my blog, she would faint about now, she would rather keep me around than see me go through a rough pregnancy that could be dangerous.
Friday, November 10, 2006
Making up dialogue amongst ourselves.
What our animals would say if they could talk.
Zeus: Daddy that damn cat better not be on the bed.
Daddy: Dewey be nice, she loves you.
Zeus: Bullshit, I'm gonna eat her.
Babyfred: Try it, I'll smack the shit outta you. Watch me.
Babyfred swipes Doberman's nose with sharp claws.
Zeus: Daddy did you see what that bitch just did?
Daddy: Zeus, she isn't a dog so she's not a bitch.
Zeus: Whatever Daddy.
Thursday, November 09, 2006
These are the two rings I have picked out. (I think) I'm going to go and try them on tomorrow, The small one I can wear with my engagement ring and wedding ring all on the same finger (Thus satisfying his desire for me to have a bigger wedding ring). The larger ring I will wear on my right ring finger ( which is what I wanted a right hand ring). I think I will buy them WITHOUT him knowing and put them in a box under the tree with his name on, inside will be the rings wrapped with instructions for him to give me the small wrapped gifts. That way it will be a surprise for at least one of us!
Wednesday, November 08, 2006
Honey is scared to buy my Christmas present. He wants to give me jewelry, I like jewelry. I showed him a few items online I liked.
He said "Will you buy it now? Online, so you know they won't run out"
'"Sigh." But that isn't the point I moan!
"Yeah but you will just return it, and I'll be sad"
Ok, so the 2nd piece of jewelry he gave me, I returned and exchanged for one that didn't snag on clothing, practical, so I could wear it 24/7. The one he gave me snagged and BROKE when It got stuck on something.. Here we go again on this..
"That's why I'm giving you ideas, you can pick one of those or something similar."
"You don't have to be so mean about it," he pouts.
"Why do you think I put an icon to my wish list on Amazon on YOUR computer?"
"But if I buy something online, you will know from the statements and the delivery man"
"So go to the store and pick out something like it"
" I like Garnets"
"See, that's my birthstone" I am not a big fan of garnets, but I keep my trap shut. I will wear one if he gives me on.
"Opals are nice too, I like Opals" um yuck..I really don't care for opals but I keep my trap shut. I'll wear one if he gives me one.
"I want you to have a bigger wedding ring, with more stones and more..well just more" he tries.
"I like my wedding ring, for real, I don't care if it is big or not, seriously honey"
"I can't even pick out a shirt you like" he says. I got a sweater for my first Valentine's with him. I did not return it. I have even worn it maybe four times.
We tried going to the jewelry store together and it was too much pressure for me to decide what I wanted right then and there. I'd try something on he would look at briefly and say "Buy it now. Will you buy it now? Please?. Me? I really just want it to be a surprise . The whole finding something under the tree that he picked out for me whatever reason..hopeless romantic or demanding housewife....
It was a snow storm 10 days after Christmas,The early evening drive to the hospital was difficult and my sisters were left behind to be cared for at neighbors house ( the story get conflicting answers here), it turns out I popped out like a champagne cork, though in those days and probably still she had to stay overnight. I'm not sure where my father was and it is entirely possible that he was at the hospital with my sisters who helped named me. I grew up being told and thinking I was named after a tug boat on Cape Canaveral, a family member on my dad's side and a few other colorful stories by my father. I was my mother's 4 child she had two other daughters living from her first marriage, and a son from the same man. He did not survive very long after his birth. I was my father's 2nd child, he had one son who was already in his 20's.
Apparently the weather was so severe in Philadelphia at the time that nobody came out to visit the new baby to the hospital or the house. My mother was 34. The Dr's had given her the option on whether she would want to go through with this pregnancy, she choose me and all the risks.
My oldest sister Cyd is nine years older than I am, Heather is 6.
The year was 1976, the bicentinnel
Tuesday, November 07, 2006
How much do you know about the year you were born? Did you have brother's and sisters? Were you the 1st child, the last child, or the only child? What was the weather like that day? I'm looking to see how many people have been told the story of their time in the womb and the first couple of months. More specifically, who was your mom before kids? was she the same, or did her life do a 360 once kids came in the picture? Please blog a post on this, or e-mail me if you prefer. Leave me a comment saying you are going to use this a blog topic.
Leigh Ann is one payment away from being out of debt! Even better, she has the money to pay it and is just waiting on the statement! She is musing about writing a book, and I say she goes for it and has t-shirts printed up, like the one you see above. If you get a chance go back through her srchives, to see her daily struggle with getting out of debt and kicking the spending habit. Make sure you read some of the comments as well, she has some loyal readers out there that encourage her and even sent her money and gifts. she and her readers are a very good pay it forward example.
Monday, November 06, 2006
Today is Cyd's birthday Nov 6, but I won't tell you the year. She's my oldest sister and she is also the only family member privileged enough to read my blog. My birthday is the 5th of Jan right at the end of all the holidays....Yup everybody is broke, cranky, and in no mood to celebrate one more thing. Cyd on the other hand has her birthday when people are gearing up to the holidays. The stores started Christmas displays at the end of Aug and by the day after Halloween the whole Christmas section is ready to go. People are itching to start the celebrating, and even want to put their tree up already (though that will have to wait, because your husband said the neighbors will think I am crazy).
Cyd and I use to say June 5th could be my birthday since that was smack dab in the middle of a whole lot of nothing. Then she upped and got married. That was the end of that. It was sorta like when I was in grade school and she left for college. I couldn't understand that the girl whose leg I use to cling to , could go away and leave me with (at the time, not now) a middle sister who wanted nothing to do with me. That's not entirely true, I'm sure I had some part in her attitude towards me. I missed Cyd terribly, I would send her drawings that I made special for her, I would help mom pack a care package or two. I couldn't wait for the holidays. ( see there they are, the holidays again) Cyd would bring me cool books like "Where the Side Walk Ends". I loved all those books and that they were MINE!! Not the libraries, not one of the hand me downs that smelled all musty. It would have the new book smell like fresh cut grass and school chalk. I like the way a hardcover cracks it's spine, like when you crack your fingers. We would read the books together, she would leave me at night to go to see friends, but that was ok, I knew I would see her every day until the holidays end.
So Happy Birthday Cyd, you rock!
Sunday, November 05, 2006
I SAID WTF?! Just shoot me now! Please? Tomorrow's not looking any brighter, I've got a stack of paperwork that I have to call and sort out tomorrow. Press 9 or say 9 now. I'm sorry , please try again. N_I_N_E_! I'm sorry that option has changed. Please enter your birthdate with your grandmother's middle name before she married her husband.
NOTE TO POLITICIANS HOPING TO GET ELECTED:
IF YOU CALL AN INSOMNIAC LIKE ME AT 9:00Am (ON A SUNDAY, NO LESS) WITH YOUR RECORDED PROPAGANDA. I WILL NOT VOTE FOR YOU. ON SHEER PRINCIPAL ALONE.
DIDN'T YOU SEE MY SLEEP DEPRIVED, ANGRY, AND SCARY EYES?? THEY ARE WORSE NOW. SEE?!
And oh joy, I had to go to Orlando and pick up a friend from the airport. OIA is teeming with tourists that have Mickey on their mind. Therefore, they drive like.... "It's a Small World". I'm here to tell all you Disney loving tourists that this girl is on 'The Mad Hatter's Spinning Tea Cups." Don't freaking honk your rental car horns at me again.
Any typos and misused words should be chalked up to NO SLEEP IN DAYS!
Saturday, November 04, 2006
Grrrrrrr. TTQ is in the house. Those are some mean looking eyes I have today, I wonder if it's because I was up almost all night. I actually caught up with every show on my dvr. Not because I wanted to but I couldn't freaking sleep. I took this pic while just playing around with the camera, I wasn't trying to scowl, it's just the way it came out. I was surprised that my mood is so visable. If I keep this up I'm going to get a permant bitch line. You know the wrinkle in between your eyes that is caused by a perpetually frowning. GAAAAAAAAAAAA!
Friday, November 03, 2006
Blue Moon Firiday Night
I was flippin through Cyd's Flickr Pro pics and this one popped out of it's thumbnail and said "Look at Me!". My first thought was "She did not just take a picture of a roadside memorial!" The poor kid was probably all of ten and his mother visits the grave every day and lights the candle in the blue votive so that it will shine through the night and he won't be scared... And it made me very sad. Just the picture made me think of loneliness, loss, grieving and the beauty of blue all at the same time. Blue is not my favorite color but I do like the feeling blue invokes in me. The picture on the right was taken in the townhouse in Ft. Lauderdale, where I lived until coming to the Cocoa Beach area. This picture makes me sad too. I picked out the carpet and the wall lights because I wanted the blue and white to mingle like you were climbing stairs up to clouds in the sky. I never spent any time downstairs, where the tile floor was white and cold. I wanted to be in the heavens with the afternoon sunlight streaming through the skylight and the windows in the front. The back bedroom was like a tree house, the trees had grown just high enough to block the view to second story windows so the shades could be up all day and nobody could see in, but I could see out. During the last year of my living there I couldn't even see out anymore, so I left the blinds down and made the master bedroom a cocoon. If I had had the need for sunlight, I would just switch bedrooms. That wasn't very often, the thing about living in South Florida is that the sun shines all year around, seasons come and go without any changes to mark natures new growth.
Thursday, November 02, 2006
1) I have five piercings and a tattoo.
2)I have two sisters and one brother.
3)I have been dying my hair since I was 12 and still do.
4)I have a birthmark on my ass that looks exactley like one on my ankle ( They are shaped liked the Galopogas Islands in fact)
5)My boobs are huge AND real!
There are the five things..which one is false?
Thanks Katie-Q. I'll tag other people later.
Wednesday, November 01, 2006
Couldn't find my way out of paper bag if I tried, and I tried
Today I went to take a friend to the airport, I had to get up at 7:30am. I am so not a morning person. I figured that while I was close to a great mall, I would go and check out the after Halloween sales. We have no decorations for Halloween. Plus I get most of my exercise by wandering malls in a contolled climate, I don't take the heat or the cold very well, and I'm not an impulse shopper so it works for me. I have been to this mall a gazillion times, but today I swear I couldn't find it, I was going in circles, overshooting it, making my circle smaller, mising it. Crossing the same intersections over and over from each direction each time. It was rainy, I was cold, and frustrated. The other shopping Mecca's are outdoor air ones, so the weather sucked for that. I finally gave up and decided to just come home, I missed my exit..GAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!
By the time I finally got going home in the only way there is I decided that I was on an ellipitical planetary path, that was never destined to collide with the intended mall. The cause: the rain, the waking up at a horrid time of day, daylight savings time (which I swore at one point that today must really be Halloween not yesterday).
Oh well, I really do go to Orlando enough for Dr's that I can just hit the mall after my appt Tuesday. Then Halloween stuff will probably be 75% off not 50% off.
Why can't we have real shopping on the beach end? Do they think we wear nothing but swimsuits, sandals and shorts all day all the time. Wait, I do.
My honey thinks I placed the skeltons hands in their position! I swear to you and him , that I did not. I didn't even notice it until I was going through last nights pics again. I just thought it was funny and said "Honey, come look at this, the skelton is either...or has jock itch"