In Loving Memory....

"Bud"
June 5, 1939 - December 27, 2006

High Flight
Oh! I have slipped the surly bonds of earth
And danced the skies on laughter-silvered wings;
Sunward I've climbed, and joined the tumbling mirth
Of sun-split clouds - and done a hundred things
You have not dreamed of - wheeled and soared and swung
High in the sunlit silence. Hov'ring there
I've chased the shouting wind along, and flung
My eager craft through footless halls of air.
Up, up the long delirious, burning blue,
I've topped the windswept heights with easy grace
Where never lark, or even eagle flew -
And, while with silent lifting mind I've trod
The high untresspassed sanctity of space,
Put out my hand and touched the face of God.

Pilot Officer Gillespie Magee
No 412 squadron, RCAF
Killed 11 December 1941

Ending "Normal"

Today is December 26th--as of 2006, that day will always mark the end of "normal". You see, that was the last day I talked to my (step)dad, the last day he was alive.

December 27th 2006, Bud was killed in a plane crash in Mt. Gilead, OH. Bud had been in my life since I was 14 years old, my mom and he were married for over 20 years. He was there for all the big events in my life and he replaced a father who disappeared from the lives of me and my brothers and sister. He was a gentle giant of a man 6'5" and skiiny as a rail--but he filled the room with his laugh and smile. He looked like a giant amongst us small "Mitchell" kids and my Mom is only 5'2" on a good day. It was quite the sight to see.

I got the call that evening of December 27th--we had just sat down to dinner. The phone rang and I answered--it was my Mom. "Amy, is (DH) home with you?" I could tell something was wrong. She asked again if I had someone home with me. I said yes, DH was here, what's going on? My Mom broke down crying and told me there had been an accident--the plane went down and Bud was gone. The highway patrol was with her at her work and they were taking her home. I needed to come out to the house right away.

All I remeber was falling down onto the couch, the plate in my hand fell onto the table. Dh kept saying, what is wrong, what is wrong? I could barely get the words out of my mouth. I sent DD out of the room. My Mom was a mess, I had to be the one to call my brother's and sister and let them know. How I made those calls, I have no idea--I just went numb. My brother's were in shock--I told them to come home. I didn't reach my sister, but I had to tell her DH--and I was glad that he would be the one to tell her, because Marisa was the closest to Bud and I just could not bear to hear her cry right then.

I then went into a "do something mode"--I had too. I'm the oldest, I'm a Virgo, I had to "fix it", I had to make it right.

That drive to my Mom's was the longest of my life--but we made it in record time. her friends had begun to gather at the house. I walked into the kitchen, saw her face and I lost it--but I pulled myself together so I could get the whole story. I knew my mom was in shock--so I called the Dr. Neighbor to see if he could get her something. Then I got the number for the Coroner and Highway patrol in Mt. Gilead so I could get the story from them.

The details are too horrible and too fresh, I sit here and cry just reliving them in my head. But how does a plane with a pilot with 6000 flight hours and another pilot who was United Airlines retired at the helm just fall out of the sky? The FAA says they must have done something wrong--but the wreckage was too severe to give many clues. This flight was a simple insurance "flight check", but it ended the lives of 2 men and destroyed the lives of many others.

The next few weeks were a blur, but I had things to handle: a funeral to help plan, insurance companies to contact, a family to comfort and trying to keep from losing my mind.

We didn't have a body to bury--the FAA held him for a second autopsy--but we had direct cremation. A giant of a man, placed into one small square urn and little/smaller boxes for each of us kids. I have barely glanced at the Urn in my Mom's room, I cannot bring myself to take my box home--I cannot steel myself from the flood of emotion that overwhelms me when I think about it.

I still miss him every day. DD has Bud's harmonica, she keeps it on a special shelf next to a dove from one of the floral arrangements from the funeral home. Every once in a while, she plays it--Bud was teaching her how before he died--I still stop in my tracks at the sound and my heart breaks again.

The first year was spent "doing" and "asking" and trying to deal with the FAA and find out "why"--and dealing with all of those "firsts" without Bud there. This second year seems to have been harder--the stuff that needs to get "done" is done, there had been nothing to keep us pre-occupied. There are only the memories and the sudden "gut punch" that hits you when you know how great it would have been for Bud to be here--or how much he loved doing things--or what he would have said in that occasion.

We laugh a little bit more than we cry, we show the new babies in the family pictures of Papa and tell them who he is, we look at small planes going overhead and we don't always shudder.

We have a new "normal" now.

Merry Christmas!!

Ahhh--Christmas Eve.

The crazy is over, now it's just time to wait...and do you know how long this day is going to be with a bouncing off the walls 7 year old? It doesn't matter, the joy and excitement in her eyes is worth every bit of "How much longer?, Is it time?, I don't want to go to bed, I CAN'T go to sleep" that will drive me to the edge of madness today.

I am meeting a friend for lunch--that will be a nice break and I don't have to look at my office until Monday--an even better break!

I wish all of you (my 3 readers--haha) a wonderful and blessed Christmas. I hope Santa is good to each and every one of you. Most important, may you receive the BEST gift of all--being surrounded by those you love!

LG

Humbled........

So yesterday I awoke to the lovely deposit of 4 inches of snow in my area--and, of course, I had to make a trip to Cleveland for work. It never seems to fail that there is horrible winter weather for these trips this time of year.

Yesterday's trip was different though--our company was going to work in a soup kitchen in downtown Cleveland. We decided that in these hard times, a blow-out Christmas party at work wasn't necessary when there are so many others in need.

We all gathered at St. Herman's--it's a Greek Orthodox Monastery and Father Vladimir was right out of Greek Mythology himself--he kind of scared me actually--bearded, stern, you did what he said to do!

Despite a early morning water main break in Cleveland, We prepared a wonderful, hearty soup, salad, garlic bread and dessert for about 90 people. As we were preparing, Fr. V invited us to join the Monastery for "prayers". He kept saying "prayers"--so I figured it would be PRAYERS right? A few of my co-workers and I went into their chapel. I would guess about 20 other homeless had gathered--along with the monastery's newest members--8 puppies from the Dorothy the "house dog" and her mate. They were the cutest thing and added so much joy to the place with their playing and fighting with each other. I was amazed at the acceptance of pets at the shelter--Fr. V said that animals are all some of these men have left, so they are allowed to stay.


So--anyway, we go in for PRAYER. Prayers it was not my friends. It was an entire Greek Orthodox Mass--communion and all. This was fine of course--until Fr. V started passing out things to 3 of us. Guess who he decided was going to read scripture during the mass? Yes, you guessed it--ME and 2 of my co-workers.

People, I have to tell you, I feared for the life of everyone in that room when it came my turn to read the 3rd scripture (or whatever they call the reading before the gospel--Catholics only have 2 readings, so I was confused). I have no problem public speaking and having done my time in Catholic school for 12 years, I was comfortable--but I have not set foot in a church in so long, I was afraid God might smite me and in turn, kill all the innocents around me. All went well and no lighting bolts rained down--all were safe--whew!

The mass was over and we headed off to the kitchen to begin serving the meal. People were actually lined up around the building waiting for lunch to be ready. The people who walked through that door broke my heart. They are you and me--just one step in another direction. Some people you would have sworn would be working right along side you at your job. Others were lost souls--their eyes so sad and lacking hope.

What broke my heart was one little girl who came into the line with her mother. She was beautiful and had the face of an angel. Her mother had such a brave face, but the look of despair in her eyes made me realize that all mothers are the same. We only want the best for our children and we all hurt when we cannot provide everything we want for them. Why this little girl was not in school just about destroyed me. I would think she was about 9, but when you have no real home, how do you enroll for school and how do you explain to a 9 year old why she cannot go to school or why you don't have a permanent place to stay?

I talked with people in that room--some told me their stories, others just looked into their plates and would not meet my gaze. Job loss, family problems, death of a spouse or children, drugs, alcohol, mental illness--it all plays a part in the fabric of despair and homelessness. God bless the monks/Fathers at St. Herman's for taking in these people and trying to give them a better life.

The amazing thing about our guests was that THEY came up and asked God to bless US for serving them, providing them food and drink--they showed great appreciation for the meal, they wished US Merry Christmas. I was overcome. They have lost so much, yet blessed us with their love.

We went there to serve--both our fellow man and God yesterday, but I think we all walked away with a sense of how lucky we are and how grateful to God (or your preferred Deity) we should be for what we have. I don't think any of us realize how close we are to being in that soup line.

St Herman's of Alaska feeds men, women and children 3 times a day and houses men in shifts. They have 28 dorm beds that are always full. Monks live at and maintain the monastery and serve the homeless with everything they have. They always need help or donations to keep their programs running. They help with schooling and rehabilitation of those who want to get their lives back on track. This is a drug and alcohol free environment. IF you are in the area, you might consider helping those who are doing so much to serve others.

God Bless the people I met yesterday.........

Twilight

OK--I went and finally saw this yesterday. Is it wrong to be crushing on a boy that is a whole person old enought to vote younger than me?

Robert Pattinson is HAWT!!!!!!!!!!!!

Moive was pretty good--stays true to the book for the most part. I do have to say that New Moon--the movie will be quite a bit less interesting without Edward in 90% of the show. HE has such a minor part in that book--up until the end anyway. Not sure I could get into a movie with just Bella and Jacob for the most part.

I asked for Breaking Dawn for Christmas, because I really couldn't think of much more I wanted--but I REALLY don't think I can wait to read it. I've read some spoilers and I really want to read the book.

Can I borrow someones copy and "secret squirrel" read it???--then I can be happy--and still be excited about getting my own copy from Santa!!!

Goodbye Starbucks--Heeelllllllloooooo Speedway???

OK--since I am of "the poor", Starbucks is just not in my budget--and forget McDonalds--their "McCafe" is sludge and just as expensive. But I have found a NEW love--and I am very surprised!

In a moment of complete exhaustion and desperation, I whipped into the Speedway on Conant to get some sort of morning sustenance. Did you know they have a full BUFFET of coffee and products????? They have a Double Mocha Capp. AND a SHOCKWAVE Mocha capp. ENERGY DRINK AS COFFEE--Praise be!!!!

I wasn't expecting much for .99--but to my complete surprise--it was GOOOOOOOOD. Add my Splenda and a International Delight French Vanilla creamer and sister is ready to roll!! There is a whole "condiment" station with every type of flavored creamer/sugar/substitute you can think of--HEAVEN!!!! No wonder Starbucks is in the toilet. Now, the snob in me still would still like to have a Biggby Mocha Mocha every once in a while--but this will do just nicely!!

So--in these hard economic times--I hope you give your wallet a break and try one.

Turkey Day Karma and other musings

OK--so the heater is fixed--yeah! We had that going for us and we had a really nice weekend before the Thanksgiving crazy began--good quality family time--relaxing.

Then Karma decided to rear her ugly head and be a bitch.....I guess complaining about having to suffer thru cats and insanity came back to bite my ass in the way of a KIDNEY STONE PASSING. I spent Monday and Tuesday puking my guts out from pain. Wednesday, I dragged myself into work for a bit so I could still pimp out the holiday pay--then I returned to my bed. I didn't go to my in-laws (and hubby in his self centered little way was pissed). So I got out of one form of suffering, but having to suffer in another way. Whatever.

Saw my family for a little bit on Friday and then went back home to my bed--where I stayed until Sunday afternoon. I have to say, I am feeling a little bit better--the stone has moved out of the kidney area and more down into the groin. Is this an overshare?????????? anyhow--from what I remember of the other stone I passed--this puppy should be working it's way "out" sometime this week. In the meantime--I get to pee into a strainer to try and catch the little sucker so the Dr's can test it. YEEEEHAAA! It sucks getting old.

The upside to all of this is I didn't indulge in the usual food gorging of 2008--and with all the puking, I am down 10 lbs!!!!! Now, the trick is to keep it off!

Facebook.....whoever got me started on that should be shot--I'm addicted!!

Mork and Mindy Reruns ALL DAY on Friday--why in the hell did we think that show was so good back then???? I had a "Epic Hair Fail" moment when I saw Mindy with the one ponytail pulled over to one side of her head--OMG--so embarassed that I ever did that!!

Neighbors got a new puppy and I got to see it yesterday--so darn cute--such a face. He's a Westie--I'm in lurve with him!

I'm spent!

THANK YOU Mr. Bush

Well, at least in my house, today you did a great thing! Thank you for extending the extension on the Unemployment payments. We will have a way to eat AND to have a warm house for the next 13 weeks.

Furnace totally went out on Tuesday--so we have had nights in the upper teens here in NW Ohio--and it's been damn cold in the house. Furnace motor is supposed to be installed this afternoon (keep your fingers crossed)--so maybe we will have heat throughout the whole house instead of just one room at a time. (I felt so "little house on the praire")

We were really struggling with how we were going to have the $$ to make all the bills and the furnace motor--but with a little robbing of Peter to pay Paul, we should be ok until the Unemployment kicks back in.

It would better if they would pay retroactively so we could get caught back up--but beggers cannot be choosers--we'll gladly take the government hand out at this point.

It bothers DH to have to take what he is considering "welfare" from Uncle Sam--but I told him, you have paid DEARLY in taxes for many a year (over 2 decades)--we don't live beyond our means and we are not having 20 kids and making welfare our way of life. Times are hard--but this too shall pass. Job hunting sucks and it's been over a year--depression sets in--but this too shall pass.

I hope Mr. Obama had a magic wand to fix the economy (I doubt it), or else many other people are going to be in my shoes in the coming months. He preached a platform of change--but I have seen nothing but the "Clinton Years" rear their ugly head so far. I wouldn't want to be in Obama's shoes...

Posting has been far and few between--so I wish you all a Happy Thanksgiving-blessings to you and your families--just in case I don't post before then.

Peace

God seems to enjoy testing me.......

Ok God, I get it.....enough already ok?

1) Hubby still has no job--trying to make his own business work
2) Holidays are coming--I hate them
3) Bills are piling in with no money to pay them
4) Furnace guy informs us last night that the furnace motor is going--1 bearing is bad--the other is hanging on by a thread. Cost to fix? 100.00 just to give me the bad news.....$700 to replace the motor.

FUCK ME!

Can't get a break....

THE LIST--the g-damn LIST!

They have already started calling for THE LIST. I figured I would have at least 3 more weeks of peace and quite. It's like everyone is trying to gang up on me at once!

MOTHER is still not speaking to me--but leaves a message on the machine for Baby Lurker--talking only to her and asking if she would like to go see a production of Peter Pan. Ending it with "Ask your parents if you can go and call Grandma back and let her know" Passive Agressive much woman? God help me.

Then the calls start coming in from THE SIL about what Baby Lurker wants for Christmas--then from the MIL, and she says to get the other SIL a LIST too. Christ on the Cross--if I survive until Thanksgiving it will be a miracle.

SPent 6 hours in a dark room last night trying to get rid of a migrane--so much fun. I think I am under way too much stress.

Thanksgiving Part 2--Mothers and other frustrations

OK--so now that I have cracked on the out-laws (Cracked on? Christ--did I just time travel back to the late 80's or what?)

Anyheeew. MY FAMILY--not quite as full on crazy as the out-laws, but mildly insane just the same. My 2 brothers and sister all live far away from our birth place and our Mother (lucky bastards).

Now when we get together it's a pretty simple, modest affair. Mother hounds us endlessly beginning about August for the EXACT date/time/second that we would be available to do Thanksgiving at her house.

Side Bar: Dear Brother #1 lives in the Columbus area and Dear Sister has hauled her ass to the Indianapolis area--away from all family on both sides (how they got that sweet deal, I'll never know). Dear Baby Brother lives near his Out-laws in the Cleveland area. His MIL is a nurse and works odd holidays, so sometimes we take in his wife's family (a sister, a brother and the odd current date of the moment) as refugees for the holidays that the Mama has to work. They are a nice family and it all works out just fine.

But back to my MOTHER (say it with teenage angst--I still have issues). She is relentless in her need to control what cannot be controlled--especially in all areas that concern her grown adult children. We all have families of our own--and dammnit, would it kill her to let us have a holiday moment to ourselves? Yes, actually, I think it would.

Each one of us is seperately hounded so that she can make HER plans for the holidays. RUE THE DAY that one part of the puzzle doesn't comply with her wishes--and since I am the person who lives closest to her, I am the one who suffers the most. (Yes DB#1, I know you had to basically put out fire that would have burnt down the surrounding neighbors homes last month---but it doesn't make up for the daily crazy I put up with for her).

I get an update almost daily about who is going where, and doing what and why so and so cannot make it or why so and so SHOULD make it, but doesn't want to blah blah blah.

I have said that she should just pick a day, tell eveyone what day, and those who RSVP will be coming, those who don't won't be coming and to LET IT REST!! We all live in different places, we all have different lives--LET IT BE WOMAN.

This year, the stars have all aligned and EVERYONE is coming on Friday. We have been given our part of the food to bring--all is right in the world correct???

NO

I get a call the other night...from the MOTHER...asking me about the plans for Christmas. I tell her that the plans are the same freaking plans we have had for the last 20 years. She's all --oh, I though they might have changed things? I say "Why in the hell would they have changed things?--and why in the hell are you now badgering me about Chistmas--can't we just get thru Thanksgiving first????"

Some how I am now a bitch and she's not talking to me. So, if anyone has room at their house on Thanksgiving, I will be making Whipped Chive potatos, Dinner rolls and Cranberry/Orange salad and would be happy to bring them to YOUR house.....

Holidays and other frustrations

Kelley at Kelly's Case de Chaos got me thinking about the up coming holidays and to be honest I DREAD this time of year.

Nothing about the holidays makes me really happy. My only joy is seeing my daughter's anticipation of the season and her waking up on Christmas morning filled with excitement and joy.

The rest of the time can just suck it!

Since these will be long drawn out sob stories, I'll do them little by little--We begin with Thanksgiving at the Out-laws:

For the last 20 years (20 years--holy shit) we have spent Thanksgiving with my in-laws. This means too much food and me sitting in a corner high on the annual overdose of allergiy meds just so I can function (barely) in a house filled with 4 cats. (I am horribly allergic to cats--when the first cat they had died, I felt nothing but relief--but then MIL brought home 2 cats from the farm in Indy and then took in 2 more cats when Grandma passed away. I secretly think she took great joy in adding to my misery).

I do not enjoy Thanksgiving one bit because I still end up miserable--and spend the next week recovering from it--people who don't have severe allergies just don't get how much it affects people who do. It's horrible--even high on meds, my chest tightens up, I lose my voice, I sneeze, the eyes water, the nose runs--IT SUCKS. I made it thru ok when there was just one cat--but 4 is too much for me to handle. I cannot even ask her to put the cats in a back bedroom--because according to her--that is CRUEL. But fuck what it does to me right?

Then after dinner we are forced to provide THE LIST. THE LIST my friends is a LIST of things we all want for Christmas--stuff we do not need, nor really want, but a LIST MUST BE PROVIDED. Last year, hubby had just lost his job--so we said we would NOT be providing a list, nor would we be purchasing for the adults. The niece and nephew would recieve a gift--but not the GROWN ADULTS WHO CAN BUY THEIR OWN SHIT--ahem.

We asked that we not be given anything as we were all set. They could buy something for DD if they wanted too--but nothing CRAZY. OH MY SHIT--they lost their minds. Not a one of them could understand WHY we had to cut back--jeezsus chrimeny people--your brother HAS NO JOB! We need a roof over our heads and food on the table--I don't need another crappy sweater that I hate and is not my taste.

You have to understand that these people do not really see or talk to each other thru out the year--the only time they "show love" is thru the purchase of THINGS. I swear to you--if I'm lying, I'm dying--it has NEVER taken less than 4 hours to open Christmas gifts at the outlaws. And this was before there were small children.

Spending $200 PER PERSON was not unheard of--and it was EXPECTED. DH has his parents, 1 brother and 2 sisters and all of their spouses--and it was expected that all people would receive a multitude of gifts from every person. This foolishness happened the weekend before Christmas because the parents went to Indy to celebrate with J's family. They could not even be around the family for the actual holiday--but we have to spend over $1000 on people just to "show how much" they mean to us.

It was fun at first--I never lived in a family who did that kind of thing--my parents said "The baby Jesus only got 3 presents--why do you think you deserve anything more than that?" So 3 presents it was--plus what ever we got from Grandparents and Uncles.

I had never seen so many gifts in one place. But--like everything in excess, the novelty wore off and I began to dread it. The hunting for gifts, the wasted money the foolishness and greed. One Thanksgiving, I tried to say--hey, lets draw names amonst the adult children and keep this under control--I was called everything but a human by a sister-in-law.

I was told by her to shut up and deal with it.

And the holiday was ruined for me after that.

To Be Continued..........

Halloween!!!!!!!!!!

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My full intent was to post of picture of me in my devil ears or one of my little Hannah Montana, but damn office machines are not co-operating this morning--sorry!!!

Calling out on the BULLSHIT!!!!!!!!

OK--it cannot just be me who finds something wrong with this: http://today.msnbc.msn.com/id/26184891/vp/27432472#27432472?GT1=43001

In West Hollywood, a white republican (Palin) manequin hangs in effigy on a main road.
W. T. F????????????? According to WEHO's mayor--it's Free Speech and personal freedom on private property.

Believe me, if it was an African American manequin hanging there, the "good" Reverend Al and Jesse would be losing their shit over it. Marches would be held, rallies would be happening and people would trespass onto the property to have it taken down as it would be considered a "hate Crime" by the black community.

BULLSHIT--it works both ways people

$2.39 AND don't hate on me!!!

So I paid $2.39 a gallon today for gas in the lovely Bowling Green!!! So happy, I could have peed inmy pants--actually, I sneezed whilst pumping, so I probably did pee.

Damn Childbirth...anyheew, I digress

DO NOT HATE ON ME BUT..............I am 95% done with my Christmas shopping as of today--A Woo, A Hoo!!! I know, I know--I'm "one of those people", but damn if feels nice. I have to pick up a couple things for DH, but other than that--I AM DONE. Now I just have to keep certain people out of my hiding places and we are good.


Last note--a BIG shout out and HAPPY BIRTHDAY to Elle The Pirate over at Beauty and the Beer. Not a funnier Beauty on the blogosphere. I think she's like 29 again or something this year--but hop over to the right on my links and go wish her a happy birthday!!!

Happy Birthday......

I know I didn't call you when you put your new cell number in the card you sent. I know I didn't send you a card for your birthday. I just don't know how to talk to you after 2 years.

The hurt and anger is still there and then out of the blue, you sent the card for my birthday. I didn't know what to think or how to respond, so I didn't.

But I hope that you had a great 40th birthday too. I hope that you have made new friends who showered you with love like mine did for me. I hope you have found some happiness in your life. I hope you have finally pulled your shit together and removed that very large chip from your shoulder.

I hope nothing but the best for you--I can't let you back in, I can't try and fix you anymore--I don't have the energy to give you and your issues. I miss my God daughter and pray that all is well for her. But I cannot let you back in.

Happy Birthday.

Well....it turned out ok

Baby Lurker's School pic turned out really good for a change--this is really no surprise since I have been nothing less than pissed off at the last few pics, so I only ordered a 5x7 and some wallets. Oh well--I'll just go make the illegal copies and distribute them to the fam.

A day well spent.........

OK--so the day got started with a stupid traffic detour that routed us in a big circle, but THANK YOU VZ Navigator--you found us a way to FORT WAYNE, IN. Where a gal pal and I blew a big old chunk of change at the Vera Bradley Fall Outlet sale!!!!!! No, this is not us below, but look at the PILES on the tables!!!! And there were rows, upon rows, upon rows stacked high with all things Vera.

Yesterday seemed very mild, but still bustling--I guess all the crazy breaks out this weekend. When you pay, you are ushered into another part of the building where there are MORE ROWS of what I call cattle runs--I mean like 5 rows deep (you know those things you wait in line at Cedar Point?). I asked the nice lady--at ONE of the FORTY registers that were available- "WHY?" She said that those cattle runs will be FULL over the weekend with people waiting to check out--and they will wait in line outside the room to even get into the cattle runs.

Whilst I originally debated my need to take a full day of PTO off to go to this thing on the first day, I am SO glad I did and didn't wait to go until the weekend.

Gal Pal and I headed off north to the outlets in Fremont, IN. COACH OUTLET PEOPLE--however, since I had just blown a wad, I could not allow myself to buy another purse--GP gave in though, I'll just borrow her's someday--heehee.

Children's Place, Bath & Body, Bass, Polo and GAP were some of the other places that drained our wallets, but we had a great time. Until we realized what time it was--YIKES. Calls were made home--yes, yes, we're alive and on our way home--and on the road we got!! It was so hard to keep track of time since it was cloudy, dark, cold and gloomy all day--it just didn't seem like it was that late--but whatever--the men will survive--let them see how it is when they take off on their "Golf" trips.

We made it home and scarfed down some Chipotle (mmmmm.....Chipotle......insert Homer voice here) and we drug ourselves back home to the country. Such a fun day!!!

Next "Girls trip"? We're thinking Great Lakes Crossing and perhaps a stop at Sommerset!!!

A Reminder of why I live in the country..

This was a sunrise earlier this week....and it's been this way each morning as I go and get the paper this whole week. I don't miss buildings when I have corn fields at the end of my street!

What will she REALLY look like??????

OK--when she left the house on picture day, she looked like this (sorry it's blurry--I was in a rush)

How much do you want to bet that I will be REALLY pissed off at how the actual school photo turns out?

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craziness ensues

The Amish have it right

As gas futures SOARED today, all I have to offer you is this..................

Link-a-dink-a-do to an awesome post!

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This post is NOT for the bleeding heart liberal to stomach--but it does give you pause to THINK--and I mean really THINK about how this country is going to hell in a hand-basket--and it's not just been because of the last 8 years as SOME would have you believe. Go visit T.W.I.T--be nice--it's just her thoughts--and I happen to agree with her all the way!

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McCafe my lilly white butt........

I am SO peeved at McDonald's this morning.

Today was just "one of those mornings" where nothing went right and I had no time to make some "home brew". I noticed the other day that Mickey D's in Waterville is now serving Mochas--rock on--I'm there!

I go to the Drive-thru, choke on the fact that I am paying MCDONALDS $3.29 for a large Mocha, get my drink and head out to zip down the trail for work.

I thought the drink seemed a little "light" for a Large--and then I felt it and it was warm only half way up the cup--I opened up the lid and the damn thing is only half full of coffee--the other half is full of whip cream (Oh, did I mention that I said "very light whip" with my order). So I basically got a SMALL coffee and a crap load of whip cream.

THEN--I tasted it. OMG--I think McDonalds has found a way to serve up burnt ASS.

Now, I am a relatively new coffee drinker--only started to drink it because I had to mystery shop some Starbucks in the area--and decided to try the crap out--and--I'm hooked. I realize that espresso is a more concentrated coffee and is stronger--but I don't think SLUDGE is what the Italians had in mind. Really--this is the WORST thing I have ever tasted. I came into work and added about 4 Splenda's and it's only bearable. I could have paid only a little more and stopped into Beaners down the street from my office and gotten a delicious cup of yummiliciousness (new word--Jot that down).

I think an call into the Waterville store is in order--this is unacceptable! Don't go getting all "high faluten" and compete in the specialty coffee market if you are not willing to do it right.

The Wal-Marts.......sigh

OK--I normally avoid Wal-Mart like the plague--because really--have you seen some of the folks there--they HAVE the plague--(especially the one in Bowling Green--you can build a new Wal-Mart, but the same old scary dirty Wal-Mart lives on in the clientel) I digress...

So dear daughter and I had to run some errands on Sat. We just happened to venture into Toledo because I had to secret shop a store there (yeah, yeah--I'm a "Secret Shopper"--shhhhh, don't tell) Anyheew--we were on Central Ave and after looking at a few places for Halloween costumes, I decided to give old Wally World on Central a chance. I figured that the new WM in Perrysburg wasn't so bad--so maybe the one near Sylvania wouldn't be so horrendous either.

SWEET 8lb, 5oz swaddled in a sack cloth baby Jesus! I was wrong!

It was all kinds of crazy in there-but I can deal with that--it's the out and out RUDENESS of people that I have trouble with. I mean REALLY--did yo mama never share the words, Excuse Me or Pardon Me>

--or do you just not know that it really PISSES ME OFF when you ram your cart full of crap into the back of my legs??? I wasn't walking and suddenly stopped you ass--I was already standing in one spot, firmly planted, look at the Fall decorations. I didn't appear out of no where, I was there PRIOR to you and your passle of snot noses, poorly dressed, dirty rug-rats arriving in the isle. Then when I about fell over from the impact of your cart, you have THE NERVE to look at me and say--"can't you see I've got a cart here?" I replied, "yes--but didn't you see that a PERSON is standing here and move your ass around me?" ( I was not in the middle of the isle--I was close to the products--she just wanted to walk down her side, and push the cart to the left of her--blocking the whole damn isle.)

Oh the death glares that escaped your toothless, meth pocked-marked face should have made me tremble, but NO--I will not be intimidated by you, your wife beater wearing baby daddy and your army of lice-bearing children (Oh I don't know that for sure, but there was a lot of head scratching going on--so I'm going there). I was so mad--but I didn't move and proceed to look at the items--and I got called a f-ing bitch and they moved on.

If this was the only thing that went wrong, I'd have let it go to poor breeding (Literally), but it just seems to be the norm at Wal-mart--rude people, no courtesy--out only for myself and screw you too. Why is that? What is WRONG with Wal-mart that people lose their damn minds when they go in there?

In other developments--DD did find a costume--no surprize to any mother of a 7 year old girl, but she is going as Hannah Montana--so much for being an original kid.....but at least I got to get the hell out of Wal-Mart before I got shanked.....

Never Forget............

I remember having the Today Show as I was getting ready for work. I had just gone back to work part time and I didn't have to be in until 10:00. I was combing out my hair when Matt Lauer said "A plane has just hit the World Trade Center". I thought to myself, what kind of a dumbass do you have to be to hit something that big?

When the second plane hit--as I was watching the TV--seeing it happen live--I screamed. I ran in and grabbed my DD, and ran into wake up DH. (He was working 3rds at the time and was none to happy that I woke him up). I remember telling him that we were under attack and New York was getting it bad. We sat there in shock watching it all happen. I called into work and said, I'll be there when you see me--and told them what was going on--they had no idea what was happening.

I remember holding on to my 5 month old daughter wondering what the hell kind of world had I brought her into--and wondering if she would even see her first birthday. I remember making it into work and taking a small TV so we could keep up on events--and I remember watching those towers fall--and I remember the tears we shed in my office as we hugged each other.

I remember DH being off work for a few days--since all planes were grounded, his company wasn't operating their planes--they had to switch over to trucks--what a nightmare.

I remember the SILENCE at night--we lived in a flight path for Toledo Express and to hear NOTHING coming or going except the occasional F-15 was un-nerving in the quiet.

I remember seeing the faces of people desperately standing in the streets holding signs of their loved ones who never came home that day.

I remember the memorial of those who died--seeing their faces flash across my TV.

I remember the police and fire personnel who selflessly ran in to certain death to try to save those in those towers.

7 years seems to have flown, but I REMEMBER........

I hope we NEVER FORGET TO REMEMBER.........

40 + 1

OK people, the show is over--move along, there is nothing to see here but the hung over carnage of a girl who had a great time on her birthday.

The day was great--very mellow start--I woke up to MAH House decorated with love!! Check it..

AWESOME! Then my bestest gals and hubby thru me a sweet ass surprise birthday party when tasty food and awesome beverage were consumed in great masses!! Um--Who ever mixed those margaritas--I don't think it's supposed to a 1:1 ratio of mix to tequila--but THANK YOU just the same!! Good times, tons of card, some $$ from family and gift certificates for goodies for myself all made for a fabulous way to bring in another decade!! Thanks everyone!!

Goodbye, Farewell, Aufveridhoweverthehellyouspellit Goodnight...

Ode to my 30's and a other crap to deal with:

Dear 30's

You brought me wisdom, pregnancy, the birth of my only child, another decade of marriage and a whole bunch of other crap in between.

You also brought a newly built house, a new community, new friends, the departure of old friends and the death of loved ones.

The 30's have been an awesome time of growth and life changing events--as they should be. You change into the person you are meant to be--without all the baggage and bullshit of your 20's. You could not pay me to be in my 20's again, but I think I really will miss the 30's--I had a great time (mostly) and learned so much about who I am and what I WANT to be for the next 30 years.

Turning 40 tomorrow will be the start of a NEW adventure. People tell me that it's even better in your 40's because you have already learned how NOT to take crap from people, you are now just not afraid to say it and call people out on their shit. (not that I ever had much of a problem with that--tee hee).

For my last 30's "challenge", I have been visited by a ghost of friendship past. I got a birthday card yesterday from someone who I have not spoken to in almost 2 years. An Olive branch perhaps??? But do I take that branch and do anything with it? I'm not sure. This person was a part of my life since high school--I mean a BIG part. Like I was her birth coach and her daughter is my God-daughter and we walked thru the walls of fire together-- kind of big.

But a couple of years ago, (oh hell, If I'm honest, we have been drifting apart for a lot longer than that) she totally blew me off for an event and I have not heard from her since. I sent her daughter a card with a check for Christmas--check got cashed, never heard a word. Nothing came for my daughter--which is fine, it's not necessary, but I would have liked to hear "thanks" for the money I sent. So I did try to make some sort of contact, but I heard nothing back.

When my (step) dad was killed in a plane crash in Dec of 2006 (2 days after Christmas--so that holiday sucks now), it was major news in this area--TV/newspaper coverage up the ying-yang. We fought off phone calls from so many new sources on a daily basis that I have learned to hate the media for how they treat the people left behind after a sudden tragedy. The funeral was packed and so many of my friends stayed at the funeral home with me, fed my family, took care of my daughter for me and lifted me up in prayer when I just thought I couldn't take it anymore. Did I hear from her at all--No..nothing...silence. So I moved on.

The relationship was not exactly "toxic", but when you watch a person make the same stupid mistakes and never learn from them, it wears on a bitch's ass and tires the soul. Have I missed sharing things with her--yes, but it's not like we were a big part of each other's lives anymore.

So, how do I respond to the Olive Branch? She wrote in the card that she missed me and gave me her cell number. I don't know if I have the strength to deal with her. My life is in it's own little state of flux--with hubby still searching for a job--me working full time again and a DD speeding her way thru her childhood (why does it go so fast?). Do I want to have to give any of my limited, precious time to someone who has always been something to "fix"? Has she changed? Is it worth fighting for? I'm not sure. I guess this will be the last challenge of my 30's, but also the first of my 40's.

4 Days People!.........

A long ass MEME--get a drink, get comfy

I stole this from TenseTeacher.net who stole it from somewhere else. She has a great blog--go visit her.

Kwiz Me Meme

How many people live in your house?
There are 3 of us

Do you like your siblings?
YEs--the real ones--the Ex(due to death)-steps can bite my ass.

What color are your nails?
Natural

What’s your favorite place on earth?
North Carolina

Ever punch someone in the face?
No

Did you have a dream last night?
Not that I remember, but a glass of wine and a sleeping pill can do that to you

Where is your shirt from?
Kohls

Are you mad at someone?
Not at the moment--but it's early, I'm sure someone will commit some sort of fuckery today to piss me off

Where’s your best friend?
In Florida

Last place you bought something from?
The Wal-Marts Got my JOURNEY CD--FINALLY

Last person you were in a car with?
Hubby

What bank do you use?
Bank of Noneyabusiness!

Do you like being in pictures?
YEs, as long as other people are strategically placed around my fat

Who’s your last missed call from?
My neighbor

Ever broken something at someone else’s house?
I don’t remember doing so, but I probably did.

Are you a good driver?
Yes

What’s on your mind right now?
Is it Friday yet?

When is your birthday?
IN 9 DAYS PEOPLE!!!!

What kind of cell phone do you have?
LG 8600

How old will you be in 5 years?
A year younger than I am right now--PERMENANTLY

Are you a movie buff?
Does a bear shit in the woods?

If you could move tomorrow, would you?
If it were to NOrth Carolina yes


Do you like the weather today?
It's actually beautiful here today. A cool night last night and only 80 today

Do you like the outdoors or indoors better?
Give me the indoors

How tall are you?
5′ 5″

If you had to choose an age to remain for the rest of your life what would it be?
32

What’s something in your past you wish you could relive?
I don’t think there is anything I want to re-live… Life is pretty good.

What is your favorite thing to do on the weekends?
Go to NASCAR races--but not this year--Jeff is Sucking it

Favorite nearby vacation destination?
Put-In Bay

How’s the weather?
Sunny and cool

Does anything on your body hurt?
Not yet--but I'm getting old, pain could flare at any minute

What was the last television show you watched?
The Today Show-hour 1

Do you prefer orange or cherry ice-pops?
Cherry!

Do you like pickles?
Oh yeah!!

Does your hair still smell like shampoo?
No--now it smells like hairspray

What’s plugged in in the nearest outlet?
My battery charger

What was the last thing you wrote by hand?
A check to pay for school fees and lunches for the next 2 months

What’s your favorite commercial?
The cellphone one where the parents are talking about allocating minutes and the kids are washing the car--I love the sister giving the brother a wedgie and shoving the hose down his pants

Do you pay attention to celebrity gossip?
YES--it makes me laugh

Have you sung out loud today?
Yes--Sang with my Journey CD all the way to work

Do you wish it was 4 years into the future, or 4 years back?
4 years back--I would have had hubby make other job plans

Can you touch your nose with your foot?
Yes--I'm flexible like that

Do you prefer paper towels, or napkins?
Paper towels

Are you currently texting anyone?
No

What was the last movie you watched?
The Dark Knight--LOVED IT

Whom did you last high-five?
DD--as she started 2nd grade

Describe your best friend in 3 words.
TOO FAR AWAY

Do you watch the Olympics?
Most definitely

Can you dance?
Yes, if enough liquor is involved

Do you keep the oil changed in your car?
yes--every 5000 miles

Have you ever been hunting?
No

Do you like taking pictures?
Yes

What about making scrapbooks?
I do it sporadically--mainly in the winter when it's too damn cold to do anything else

Are you a sushi lover?
Um--NO

What is your favorite restaurant of all time?
Ruth's Chris or Bertolinni's in the Forum at Caesar's in Vegas

Does it annoy you when people drive slow in the fast lane?
Ohmigod, yes--I want a taser for the front of my car for that reason--you lay on a little of the chrome horn and taz that bastard out of your way. (not that I am an aggressive driver or anything)

What do your parents do for a living?
My mom is an insurance biller for a Pharmacy and my dad is semi-retired, but he drives old people around for a senior center

Are there any famous people you’d like to meet?
Tom Cruise--so I can see how short he really is and then I can punch him in the throat for what he & Scientology have done to Katie and Suri

Do you get tired of hearing about celebrity divorces?
Yes

What are your plans for the weekend?
No big plans

How often do you tan?
Tan?? Um hi--I'm Whitey McWhiterson, damn glad to meet you.

Are your nails always manicured?
Bwaaaaaahahahahaaaa! (No)

Could you ever go without eating meat?
No

Where is your favorite place to buy groceries?
Meijer

When was the last time you took a bubble bath?
Back in July when hubby took DD to his parents for the week. I was a SLOTH the whole time and I loved it

Do have good sense of style?
I have a CLASSIC sense of style — I stick with what always works.

If you could have any car, what would it be?
A flying one!!

Do you like fast food?
Um yeah--it works

Have you ever flipped someone off while driving?
OOOOHHHH YEAH!

Do you like to receive compliments or give them?
Both

Have you ever been to a casino?
Yes--Mama Loves The Vegas

What do you do to relax?
Read, sit in my hot-tub

Do you like kids?
I love them, as long as I can send all but my own home to someone else.

Does family mean a lot to you?
Yes

Are you going to the beach anytime soon?
No

What is your favorite perfume?
Sunflowers--hard to find now

What is your favorite men’s cologne?
Polo--I know, so 1988, but I still love it

What is your favorite type of dog?
Cocker Spaniel

If you had to move to a different country, which one would you choose?
Austraila

Do you like to color in coloring books?
No--I hate the way crayons feel on paper--especially the "cheap" crayons. It's crayola or nothing

Do you think you would have been a hippie in the 60s and 70s?
yes

Would you rather be cold or hot?
Cold — because you can always put on another layer--hot, sticky and sweaty don't work for me


Incense or candles?
Candles

What brand of cosmetics do you use the most often?
Clinique or Maybelline

What is the one commercial on TV that annoys you the most?
Any Alltel commercial with those 4 dorks and CHAD

Are you an early bird or a night owl?
Early Bird

Would you rather be smart or beautiful?
Smart

What is your favorite reality show?
Dancing with the Stars (cause it's the only one I watch)

So whom are you voting for in the upcoming election?
Whomever I think is the best candidate--and I have decided that yet.

What ringtone is on your phone?
Right now it's "SUmmertime" by Kenny Chesney. I will put it back to Crazy BItch after Labor Day

What would you tell a 3-year-old that asks where babies come from?
Mommies and daddies make babies.

What is your favorite type of cereal?
Lucky Charms

Are you double jointed?
No

What videos do you search for on YouTube?
I don’t.

Have you ever given money to a homeless person?
Yes

Have you ever had to go to the emergency room?
Yes

Who is your favorite comedian?
Ron White--saw him live, peed in my pants a little

Name some foods you will not eat:
Sushi

Do you have any irrational fears?
Fear of spiders

Do you snoop in other people’s medicine cabinets?
No--wouldn't want you in mine, so I don't go into yours

What happens if you put the “This side up” side face down while popping microwave popcorn?
All the kernals don't pop--lesson learned by dd

How much would you pay in ransom if someone stole your pet?
The one I've got now--Not a damn thing

Have you ever eaten green eggs and ham?
No

Ever had surgery? On what?
Yes--Non-Cancerous Growth removed from nose, C-Section and Gall Bladder removed

Ever walked through a fast food restaurant drive thru?
No

The First Day of School (aka: Momma does a jig of glee)

This is what NOT amused looks like!



I had to DRAG the so called smile out of the kid this morning--she was SO pissy this morning.

This is what getting excited about a new school year looks like: (It helps that her friends Tessa, Jenna and Sydney were seated in her group of tables.)



SECOND GRADE???? Just think in 10 years, we'll be starting her SENIOR year in highschool. I have no idea where the last 7 years went, so I can only imagine how fast it's going to go for the next 7. My BABY!!!

I like what I have heard about her new teacher. She's tough and really pushes the kids to learn--I'm excited about that. (I've also heard that she is a "yeller"--not so pleased with that, but hell, I yell at ONE 7 year old--can you imagine 16 of them all day? God Help her--I don't know how teachers do it. I'd be a Yeller too I guess)

We had a little visitor

So, I'm sitting on my deck and I keep seeing some motion out of the corner of my eye along the fence. When I turn to look at the fence, I don't really see anything--but DD was down looking along the fence and spotted THIS GUY!



This has to be the biggest moth I have ever seen in my life (I'm assuming a moth due to the large body size) Anyone have an idea what he is or how I can find out? He was longer than the span of my wrist to the tip of my middle finger--which is 7"

He stayed there, just flipping his wings around for at least 6 hours. Every kid in the neighborhood got dragged into our yard to see it. I believe I said "Don't touch it's wings, you'll hurt him" at LEAST 50,000,000 times and I would STILL see kids trying to reach out and touch it. Man, kids don't listen do they?

Here is a view of his big body:



Not usually a fan of the big flying things--but this guy was pretty neat!

EDIT: I'll be damned if I didnt' Google "Large colorful moth" and this came right up! It's my Moth:

Cecropia Moth (Hyalophora cecropia)
This is the largest of the North American moths with a wing spread of five to seven inches. Its overall color is various shades of brown, but there is a conspicuous white mark near the center of each wing. There is a dark eye spot and a tinge of lavender near the tip of the front wing. The moths make their seasonal appearance in early summer and lay their eggs. They are often found at lighted windows at night.





Cecropia Moth (R. Bessin, Univ. of Kentucky)

1980 Something all over again!!

OK--Growing up as a teen in the 80's Journey was one of my FAVOITE bands--Hello "Faithfully", "Open Arms", "Send her my Love" Umm---Steve Perry was singing to ME damn it!!

But alas, Steve moved on and others have tried to take his place--but NO ONE ever will! BUT THIS GUY COMES DARN CLOSE.

Close your eyes and just listen to the music---you would swear you are hearing Steve himself--but this is the new front man for Journey. Arnel Pineda. He could maybe even pass for his son or way younger brother.

This is the new hit from their CD Revelation--you can buy it at Journymusic.com--but I am going to scour the stores for it

edit--Blogger is a bastard--you'll have to paste the link Sorry

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SswnbpA2qZ0

The Dark Knight......OMG!!

OK--so it took me 3 weeks, but DH and I went to see this on Saturday. OH MY GOD~

What a totally awesome picture--so much action and so intense!!

I know people are going on and on about Heath Ledger (may he rest in peace) and even DH thought--oh it's hype because he's dead now--but NO!!!! Heath is AMAZING in this movie--the "ticks" and facial features and the "Crazy" he had to maintain this character is just out of this world. He truely deserves the Oscar for this.




Looking at Christian Bale for a couple of hours isn't a bad thing either-hee hee!

Maggie G--eh, she did alright, but I really wanted her to blow Katie Holmes' version of Rachel Dawson out of the water--but sadly, she didn't. She was just "fine".

This whole movie and it's twists and turns is an awesome way to spend the time!! Even at full price.

OH--and not sure if all theatres have this now--but at Levis Common's Theatre's there is this White Cheddar power you can sprinkle on your popcorn and it is ORGASMIC!!!! Gotta find some of that business in the store!!

You've been SLAPPED!

Staycation Part 3--Put-In-Bay

So Sunday was the most awesome weather day--so we took off for "The Bay".

Put-In-Bay, OH to be exact--fun filled family time by day, drunken crazy by night. As were were waiting for the Miller Ferry to take us over, the first ferry pulled in and all the hung over drunks from Saturday night were off loaded. Those were some sorry looking folks--included a few who looked a little "green around the gills" if you know what I mean.

We got over to the island, picked up our rental golf cart (man did the price ever go up on those--yikes!) and headed off to see the Perry Memorial and Peace Monument:



It's like 35 stories tall and we took the elevator up to the top to enjoy the beautiful views of Lake Erie:






Ontaria Canada's mainland is just 23 miles from the Bay----you can see some of the Canadian smaller islands from here on a clear day. What else is off in the distance you ask?



Oh yeah--The Nuclear Reactor Cooling Tower for Davis Bessie--nice--yes, we live near one of those things--three actually because in a another direction you can see the twin cooling towers of FERMI Nuclear Power Plant in Michigan

We then took off to Heinemans Winery for mama's trip to the "motherland". Heinemans--Home of the Pink Catawba, The Niagra and The Sweet Belle wines that mama holds so dear to her heart. We took DD down into the Geode (sp?) cave there--It's all crystals and pretty cool. This is what learning about something fun looks like:



I ordered my case of wine (bulk discount ya know) to be waiting for us at the Ferry when it was time to go and then off we went again--touring the island by golf cart, taking the munchkin to the Butterfly house--seeing that they wanted $7.50 A PERSON to go thru the gardens and decided to take her out to the Butterfly house in Whitehouse another time--I mean, come on--almost $25.00 to MAYBE see some butterflies--I don't think so. Mama has her priorities--I could have bought more wine with that kind of money--haha!

We did the lunch thing, we saw a "historic" demonstration about how they used the muskets and bayonnets in the war of 1812 that was fought right here on our Ohio lands:



Then the munchkin played in the park and there were bagpipers--very annoying after a while. This is what "Chillin" looks like:




Then, after about 7 hours, it was time to head on back to the Ferry:



This is what tired and pissy looks like after a day running around the island:

Le Sigh...........It's August! OH NO!!

OK--As I turned over the calendar to August, I felt my stomach fall to the floor. IN exactly 28 days I will be f.. I will turn f.... Oh crap, I cannot even type it.

39 plus 1 = f..o.. Nope, still cannot do it.

Where did it go? I mean, like the past 20 years have FLOWN by--the last 7 years especially--how is it possible that my BABY is 7 and I am f..o..--nope still not gonna do it. Why does time go so fast, just when you finally have realized how to enjoy it a bit?

Well, that is is, I just will not have a birthday this year--I'll call a do over on 39. Maybe next year I'll be ready...or maybe not.

OH CRAP--this means it's time for a driver's license renewal too--ugh!! Call the hair dresser, get some new make-up, pile on the wrinkle remover--HELP!!!!!!!!! WHHHHYYYYYY for the love of all that is holy WHHHHHYYYYYY must this happen???

I guess it could be worse, it could NOT really happen. And after all: F..O..(nope) is the new 30 right?

WHAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH

Open letter to Crack Whore

Dearest Crack Whore,

SO....I see you got your ass busted again! Run out of money to pay the "Pee-Pee" people so they SAY that your tests are clean?

Your sister (my BFF) and I had you pegged back when she was home in March. You are and always have been a crack head whore. You say--"No, no, I'm clean--I'm good" all the while you are shaking like a dog shitting razor blades. You were tweaking so bad at dinner that night at Magdalena's that I was getting exhausted just watching you bounce around.

You think we are stupid and have no clue--and that little meth faced whore who came and picked you up that night--well f-k her too--she tried to be all "cool and big"--well sweetheart, I could tear her apart without much effort.

Your life is ruled by one thing--the crack. Your parents--who are too old to be putting up with this shit--have custody of your bastard kids, you have NOTHING that a welfare check has not provided for you, you cannot drive, you cannot hold a job, you own nothing--and when you do clean up for a month or two and you spend MY tax money on stuff for the house your parents rent for you--you then have to turn around and sell it to pay for your next fix. You are pathetic! I hate what you have done and continue to do to your family. I cannot believe that you have not just been turned out by them.

How did your court appearance go the other day? Will you be sitting your ass back in jail? Will CPS finally take your kids from you all together? Your Mom and Dad have been generous enough to let you see them while they raise them--but I think that it's time for that to stop as well. You are worthless--as long as the crack has it's hold on you, I AND your sister are done with your shit.

Rot in hell bitch.

ABC's

I saw this over at 2peasinmypod

A - Attached or Single: Attached
B - Best Friend(s): All my neighborhood gals!
C - Cake or Pie: Cake
D - Day of Choice: Friday
E - Essential Item: Toothbruch
F - Favorite Color(s): PINK
G - Gummy Bears or Worms: Gummy Bears
H - Hometown: T- town, but currently reside in Haskins
I - Indulgence(s): Buying new books and Pedis at Venetian Day Spa
J - January or July: July- I'm all about summer!!!
K - Kids: One and done
L - Life is incomplete without: SLEEP, Margaritas and my mouse (DD)
M - Marriage Date: 06/10/1989
N - Number of Siblings: 2 brothers and a sister
O - Oranges or Apples: Oranges
P- Phobias or Fears: Losing people I love
Q - Quote: "Screw EVERYTHING"
R- Ring size: 7.5
S - Season: Fall--warm days, cool nights
T- Tag 3 Friends: Um--I don't want them to hate me
U - Unknown fact about me: I really wanted to be a singer--I cannot carry a tune if I tried though
V - Very favorite stores: Target, Coldwater Creek
W - Worst Habit: Gossiping
X-ray or Ultrasound: Ultrasound to see your unborn baby
Y - Your Favorite Food(s): Mexian
Z - Zodiac: VIRGO--and everyone I know will attest to that~

Staycation part 2...Cedar Point

Ok--Cedar Point is known as Ohio's Roller Coast--because it sits out on Lake Erie. It's an hour in either direction from Toledo or Cleveland and if you grew up in Northern Ohio, summer was not complete with out a trip to The Point.

Kelley--I know you are going to be all sorts of jealous--but I got to ride this:



Oh yeah baby--that is the Top Thrill Dragster. You shoot up 420 feet straight into the air and then rocket back down--all before the puke even knows it's supposed to blow--120 MPH will do that for you! seriously, you pull about some serious G's during take off. It's awesome. thank God for the "Parent Pass"--I waited in line, hubby drug the munchkin around and then when I was done riding, he got to go up the exit and get right on--sweet deal!

Miki was able to ride some of the coasters as well she JUST missed the 48" cut-off.



Here is "after" the Iron Dragon



Miki then got her song on and did a little Hannah Montana Kareoke at Camp Snoopy





A good time was had by all. 11 hours at the park--and DD was a total trooper!

Smelly Animals and Bitchin Rides!!

ok--Whilst I was on my staycation from work, I took my daughter and mother to The African Wildlife Safari Park in Port Clinton, OH--it's basically a drive thru zoo--you can feed and pet the large smelly animals that come up to your car and eat the food you buy from the place. I won the tickets in a radio contect (what--you think I WORK at my job?--puhlease). I thought it would be a kick and somthing to do with a beautiful summer day.

The trip was quick and the day was perfect--but it was pretty warm. Warm air and wild animals makes for SMELLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL. Ugh--it was pretty bad, but thank the Gods for a breeze.




This guy was BIG!!!!!!



There were crap loads of reindeer, Alpacas, BUFFALO!, Zebras, Longhorn steer and my personal favorite--the Giraffe.

Look Ma--I'm feeding a critter!!


Dude--1984 called, they want their hairdo back!



Ummmm-- Buffalo are REALLY big and stinky--I got up close and personal with this guy.



Kept this guys at a distance--what would hubby say if one of those big ass horns scratch up the Vibster?



Giraffe tongues are actually pretty gross



One very strange animal that I just had to take home with me:



And if you get lost in the park--you just had to read the signs:




OK--this post is too long.... Cedar Point will have to be separate!

Cough, cough--wipes off cobwebs........

Oh wow--it's been a while since I've been in! But STAYCATION time was precious and I didn't waste much of it online.

I'll have some pictures up of our journey to the African Wildlife Safari Park and of Cedar Point soon (sorry Kelley--don't be jealous).

Is is wrong of me to be back at work and looking at the calendar to plan my next round of time off? I'm thinking the end of August to coinside with the dreaded 40th birthday--so I can mourn and drink myself into forgeting about it.

In the mean time here is how I feel about being back to work: