snake charmer

Ok I may be a country girl but I have to draw a line somewhere!

Last spring I was attacked by spiders every night in my bed – I’d wake up with them crawling on me. They were all over my house, but they seemed particularly bad in my bed at night!! I found myself checking all the corners with a flashlight all the time.

It was like when I was a little kid and I would ‘hallucinate’ a giant spider in my bed (I swore there was a giant hairy spider in my bed) in hindsight I’m quite sure it was just an attempt to avoid the night. For me bedtime was a nightmare but that’s another story

So anyway last spring I spent a lot of time sleeping in my recliner in the living room because there were always spiders crawling on me in bed… for some reason it didn’t seem to bother Sam, even though they bit him a couple different times!!

Sam and I had a couple actual fights over this because I kept making him check all over the room for spiders with me like a little kid – it was pretty bad! I had cotton balls full of eucalyptus oil all over the bedroom and borax sprinkled in every doorway – I don’t know if any of this actually helped or if I just eventually killed them all or what. But at some point the parade of spiders ended and I was able to sleep again.

Well it’s spring again. The spider situation has been MUCH better!! Nothing crawling on me in the night, there have been a few spiders here and there but that is to be expected with all the fields and woods around the house. But yesterday I’m on the phone with N, I just got done doing the dishes and I sat down in my recliner to chat for a minute before I moved on to the next chore on the list. I had such a headache! Bordering on being a migraine and I felt very weak. I happen to glance across the room and what do I see?

Well it wasn’t a spider… It was a baby snake!! Ok normally I’m not that flippy about snakes, but they’re not normally in MY LIVINGROOM!!! And well I don’t know much about snakes but I'm pretty sure they don’t usually just come one to a pack. So where there’s one baby there are probably at the very least a few more not far away plus the parents (I learned later that these things lay up to TWENTY eggs at a time!!)

and I couldn’t get a good look at it all I knew for sure was that it was NOT a garter snake. As far as I could tell it was either a milk snake or a copperhead (they look similar) with the bands of chestnut brown with black borders – anyway I put the shmoo outside in case it was a copperhead and attempted to catch it in a coffee can 1. to get a better look at it (I want to know if there is a pile of copperheads living under my house somewhere) and 2. to put it back outside where it belonged, because I would just not be able to rest if it vanished into the dark corners of my house. After some time of not much luck I managed to corner it just before it got away and the only thing I had handy was a fire poker - you can see where this is going right?

Now I know a copperhead can’t kill ME, especially one this small but it was striking at me and that freaks me out so I wanted something long to try and rustle it into the coffee can right? Ok so I pin it down with the end of the fire poker but I pushed a little too hard! I doubted that this little guy could survive this so I thought what can I do?? Let him go to slither off into a corner and die a long slow death or best case scenario, LIVE!? Or finish him off. Neither option seemed appealing to me. But I didn’t want him to suffer any longer, I know he was already really scared and now in pain. While I had him pinned there he was opening his mouth as if to scream and twisting his little head. I just kept repeating ‘I’m so sorry…. I’m so sorry!!’ as I ground the poker into his side and when he couldn’t move anymore I slammed it down hard into him making sure to kill him.

Then I slid him into the coffee can and snapped the lid on so Sam could see him when he got home. I took a close look at him and determined it was a milk snake but I wanted to make sure Sam agreed. He did.

For the rest of the day I felt just awful!! I couldn’t get the image of that poor snake 'screaming’ out of my head!! I still can’t, I’m still getting all teary thinking about it.

COCK FLAVOURED SOUP

N and I have been planning a yard sale – we do one about this time every year just to get rid of our excess crap… since she has the kids she always has tons of stuff to get rid of. This year if she plans on moving she’ll have massive amounts of stuff to get rid of and she’ll be needing any money she can get her hands on soooo we’re planning pretty much 3 consecutive yard sales – that should be FUN!! hehehe

Actually we have a blast just hanging out and yakking all weekend, doing the BBQ thing and seeing people we don’t get to see all year or even that we haven’t seen since high school so it’s pretty cool

Unfortunately we planned the first one for this coming weekend, which means I have to try to deal with the yard sale AND make something to bring to my grandfather’s birthday BBQ (he’s gonna be 82 this year) After I selfishly in my teenage stupidity didn’t go to what turned out to be my grandmother’s LAST birthday party I refuse to miss out on ANY of my grandfather’s birthdays!!! I also need to figure out something to get for an 82 year old man that has everything and needs nothing. Any ideas would be greatly appreciated hehehe

It looks like we could be in for a washout this weekend though and in a way I kinda hope it does rain, then we could just bump our yard sale to the following weekend and not have to worry about the BIG BDAY BBQ or N’s family coming up for the holiday weekend and having to juggle our schedules around to accommodate all that and we could just focus on the yard sale!! but what will be will be – we shall see hehehe I’m actually looking forward to all of it AND it gives me an excuse to not be all that available to ‘solve’ everyone’s problems this week

On a more amusing note…. I was at the supermarket yesterday browsing the ethnic aisles and what did I see out of the corner of my eye? COCK FLAVOURED soup mix. I was tired from this stupid pinched nerve thing in my neck (that’s right did I forget to mention I seem to have some kind of pinched nerve in my neck? I wonder why!!) And I just got the hugest kick out of this – of course I bought a packet… I thought Sam would get a huge kick out of it since we’re both so fucking juvenile hehehe – I wasn’t wrong… he couldn’t get over it for the rest of the day!! He wants me to go back and get like 6 more packets so he can give them to everyone he knows haaaa – we spent the rest of the night coming up with possible jingles for COCK FLAVOURED SOUP - what is wrong with us?!?!

Later in the evening mom came out of her house in the rain and knocked on our front door holding the Joss Stone cd she picked up at the flea market last week. Me and Sam were just sitting quietly watching tv. Neither of us was feeling very well… she stands in the doorway exclaiming “THIS IS A MAGICAL CD!!”

I just put my head in my hands anticipating what was coming next as she continued on with her story about how she was listening to the cd and 10 or 15 minutes after it ended another song came on out of nowhere. I just sat there shaking my head at her in amazement. I couldn’t speak so Sam explained hidden tracks to her and I think she was a little disappointed that HER cd wasn’t actually magical after all hehehe

ok so that’s my week from hell – it looks like maybe things are calming down now… to quote my favorite line from the Shawshank Redemption “…I HOPE”

Broken

So Sam was telling me about a dream he had last night where he was hanging out with Jane Wiedlin (of The Go-Go’s), and she was showing him all this bondage related artwork. I think he mentioned something about lamps made of old bondage magazine covers or something, I dunno I was making his lunch at the time and he was in the bedroom so I’m not sure I was hearing everything quite right. But apparently at the end of the dream Jane was more cartoony and she was riding a pink cat!! As he was telling me this he was leaving the bedroom and headed for the living room and I followed him with the bottom half of his sammich in my hand looking at him incredulously… a PINK CAT? I said… so now Jane is a lesbian? He said ‘come to think of it, the artwork all seemed to have a lesbian twist to it’

Why is my husband dreaming about lesbian bondage art and Jane Wiedlin riding a pink cat?!?!?!?

In other news:

It seems to be the week of odd stories – so N lives in a two family house, her mother and stepfather own the house and live downstairs. N has an awning over her front door that is not quite big enough, so over the winter snow drips off and creates these interesting and dangerous ice formations on her steps. If I know her and her husband they were probably not quiet about this all winter, especially since they have two small children going up and down these icy steps every day. A few days ago the stepfather brought it up and wanted to take the awning down but by then a bird had made a nest in it and was sitting on eggs.

Now I don’t know about anyone else but where I come from the girls get all giddy when we have a nest full of eggs we can watch. Mom had one in the side porch last year and we’d go watch it’s progress pretty much every day. It’s a girl thing I guess but anyway, it’s also a good thing for the kids to see. As all N’s 5 year old knows of eggs is that he gathers them from the chicken coop and they eat them for breakfast. So it would be really neat for him to be able to see the mother bird sitting on them, watch them hatch and the mother feeding them as they grow, until she teaches them to fly, right?

So N said to her step father that yes she would love to have the awning removed but since it’s no longer winter and there’s no ice to worry about anymore why don’t we wait until these eggs hatch and the nest is empty. To which he responded with a grumble under his breath as he stomped away like a child muttering something about how he didn’t want to wait. Fast forward a couple hours, N had left to do laundry or something and when she came home she found the nest, eggs and all smashed on the ground two feet off from where it sat in the awning!! Coincidence? I think not!!

When she told me this I of course immediately came to the same conclusion that she did - what an asshole!! but I tried to give him the benefit of the doubt (I’m trying to be more objective these days) I said are you sure he did it? I mean maybe it was a starling or a blue jay. I know they like to raid nests (although I don’t know that they could lift and fling an entire nest two feet) she’s quite sure it was him and really, I don’t doubt it! He is a bit of an asshole!! Or at least that’s how he has come off to me, there have been several occasions where I thought to myself ‘boy am I glad I don’t have to deal with his crap on a daily basis’ but THIS? I think this is just sick!! I mean WHO in their right mind could do such a thing?!?!? How do you look at that mother bird as she flits off upon your approach and just take her nest and throw it on the ground like some kind of garbage?!?!? AND THEN leave it there for the kids to see when they get home!!!! I think he’s fucking mental and to tell ya the truth I would NOT want to leave my kids alone with him!! Anyway that’s just one of the disturbing stories I’ve heard this week.

Why is it when I push the buttons on my microwave it sounds like the funeral march to me?
Or when Sam uses the ATM at our bank it sounds like frogger? I keep telling him to make sure he gets the fly!! haaaa

Another interesting story I heard was from another friend of ours who recently spent like 6 weeks in the Philippines. He met a Filipino girl and has been seeing her for about a year. Apparently over there the people are pretty strict Catholics and if he intended to marry this girl he needed to go meet her family and get her father’s approval. Not a bad way to do things I suppose. So while he was there he wanted to make the most of the trip and see all the things that you hear about. Personally what I know about Filipino culture you could fit in a thimble. All I know is that they eat balut, which is a boiled duck egg with a partially developed embryo. If that is what they consider cuisine over there I’ll stay here thank you very much!! He told us all about watching a public flogging, sounds pretty gruesome!

And how when he got there, his girlfriend’s father had 6 puppies that were about 5 weeks old, all of which appeared to have mange. Over the course of his visit the puppy population dwindled until there were none and apparently as each one died they were tossed across the road into an irrigation ditch which of course must have stunk beyond belief considering it’s probably 90º there on a good day!!

He also told us about his visit to a cock fight…. Apparently the people there will bet their entire weeks pay on a cockfight, much like the people here bet all their money on horse races and nascar!! hehehe – only difference is that instead of making glue out of the loser they clean the little guy and fry him up right then and there for a snack!! Well I guess at least he doesn’t go to waste.

Anyway I don’t think I ever want to visit the Philippines!!

I guess I’ve rambled on enough for one day so I’ll shut up and get to today’s song. It’s Broken by Seether which features a duet with Amy Lee of Evanescense. I LOVE this song!! even if it is kind of sad!

Broken ~ Seether

I wanted you to know that I love the way you laugh

I wanna hold you high and steal your pain… away

I keep your photograph; I know it serves me well

I wanna hold you high and steal your pain

because I’m broken when I’m lonesome,

and I don't feel right, when your gone away

you've gone away you don't feel me, anymore

the worst is over now and we can breathe again
I want to hold you high you steal my pain, away

there’s so much left to learn and no one left to fight

I wanna hold you high and steal your pain

’cause I’m broken when I’m open
and I don’t feel like I am strong enough

'cause I’m broken when I’m lonesome

and I don't feel right when you’re gone away

‘cause I’m broken when I’m open
and I don’t feel like I am strong enough

'cause I’m broken when I’m lonesome

and I don't feel right when you’re gone away

because I’m broken when I’m lonesome

and I don’t feel right when you’re gone

you've gone away, you don't feel me anymore

just another thursday morning

**WARNING** this post contains information (of a sexual nature) that may make certain people uncomfortable!!

Wow it’s only 10:30 and already I have gotten a bunch done. The day started out lazy, it’s Sam’s day to go in late so he didn’t have to leave until like 9:30. Now that we finally have our fence up we were free to sit outside and relax for a while before he had to leave, and it was so nice. We just sat out there talking and had some breakfast and tried to figure out what more we need to do out there. I had a genius idea to put a big white sheet over our currently naked, giant wall of lattice (also known as the wall of shame) and show movies out there… It would be just like the drive in!! only without the cars hehehe – We could set up surround sound and project the movie from the back patio. Sam suggests we sell refreshments from the kitchen window haaaa I swear I’m gonna figure out a way to make this happen!! hehehe maybe my dream to own a drive in theater isn’t that far off haaaa

After we ate he went and looked at the clock (we really should get a clock for out there) he had about a ½ hour left and he knew just how to spend it! He stood next to me in my little wooden chair, that I got for FREE at a yard sale last year, and undid his pants. I looked up at him kinda concerned that MOM would come around the back of the fence when we weren’t paying attention and I told him I want to get an alarm that will warn us if anyone walks past a certain point. He shook his head at me and grabbed me, pulling my mouth to his waiting cock. I sucked him in eagerly; it’s chilly out there today, and windy! I didn’t want anything snapping off from the weather hehehe He has a thing for outdoor sex and it’s been a LONG time since it was a possibility so it didn’t take long. Afterward I had just enough time to get his lunch together.

Anyway it was a really nice morning, and productive too, so far! I’ve eaten breakfast, taken care of the chickens, completely cleaned the litter box, done a load of laundry, figured out what I’m making for dinner and taken the meat out to thaw, burned the paper garbage, cut as much grass as I could before the lawn mower conked out (hopefully I’ll get that straightened out today so I can finish it before it rains), got Sam to take the garbage out, washed a very large spiky legged spider down the bathtub drain. I will probably not be able to shower today because of him but oh well. Now all I have left to do is: vacuum, fold the laundry, make the bed, work out, cook dinner and straighten up – wait, suddenly it seems like I have a lot to do haaaa

I had more I wanted to say but I can’t seem to think of what it was so I guess I’ll get to work… maybe I’ll remember later and come back.

Cornflake Girl

Well lets see… yesterday was the big vow renewal and it wasn’t so bad. The anticipation was actually worse than the event, which is often the case. The whole thing from start to finish would have been from 10-1 plus reception but Sam decided to skip the first hour, which was probably the most interesting part. That is where they have music and sing and flail around much like what you see on TV. Something Sam has never seen before. And he probably would have, if nothing else, gotten a kick out of it.

Instead we went for the actual service, which started at 11 and lasted about an hour. I don’t know if it was the stale air or what but I could NOT stop yawning the entire time!! It was probably a combination of the stale air and anxiety haaaa I don’t think it was specifically for US, I’m sure it had something to do with the fact that this vow renewal brought people into the church that are not normally church goers, or at least not to their church, so I wasn’t surprised that the first half of the service the guy talked mostly about how he used to be an atheist and about his ‘transformation’ into the person he is now. Which to me, and I’ll probably go to hell for this but the guy seemed like a total moron!! I’m sure the groans could be heard around the world when he made a comment about how as we get older our eyesight fades which is a great gift to the women, apparently because this means that 45 year old men can’t see what hags their sorry wives have turned into… maaan I wish I could remember his exact words – but that was the gist of it… he proceeded to make two more comments that I imagine got him into pretty hot water with his wife and caused a slightly softer groaning reaction from the crowd. I just sat there shaking my head and laughing – at least I found some amusement at this thing! Since it was mother’s day the second half of the service was mostly about mothers. I couldn’t identify with much because I don’t believe all mothers are wonderful in some way. The father in law stood up to say a few words about his mother and was so full of tears you could barely make out what he was saying, but basically it was that he knows she would die for him. Apparently the consensus was that all mothers would give their lives for their children. I said to Sam ‘not my mother’ and he said ‘I think she would’ – haaaa yeah right – she wouldn’t even give her pride for me or J let alone her LIFE!

Question: WHY o they feel it necessary to say AMEN after pretty much every sentence?

Moving on…. there was a brief ‘intermission’ before the vow ceremony thing and I spent the whole time trying to figure out how I could escape without it being obvious. Turned out I couldn’t, so I sat down by myself since Sam & K had to stand up with the parents. I was under the impression that they wrote their own vows so I was pleasantly surprised to find out that wasn’t the case. I might not have been able to keep a dry eye through THAT! for some reason a lack of emotion at these things is highly important to me. anyway the ceremony starts with a girl (a member of the church) singing some sickeningly sappy song I believe the mother in law said it was by ‘Celine’ I assume that’s Celine Dion. All I know is that it’s a sing that upsets K because it reminds her of her father. And she wasn’t particularly thrilled to have to hear it. there have been times where when she’s heard it she’s had to leave the room and I think it was slightly unfair of her mother to use THIS song. K was not happy when it turned out that the song was sung at a point where there was no way she could step out if she felt she needed to and later when she mentioned this to her mother, she got what looked to me like a very insincere apology. Knowing K I would imagine this didn’t help! hehehe she’s usually not very good at hiding how she feels, especially where anger or disgust are concerned (we’re a lot a like that way) but she wasn’t about to press the issue on her mother’s big day – fortunately Sam was standing next to her and was able to at least put his arm around her when she started sobbing. He’s a good big brother! He also made an excellent brides maid haaaa

Anyway after the song, the minister? not sure what his title is…. began the ceremony
Explaining how the woman is supposed to submit to the man – I was so tempted to shout AMEN but I held my tongue, even though it would have been a fucking riot. The ceremony was short and sweet and when they asked B if he accepted Jesus Christ as his lord and savior he practically shouted ‘ABSOLUTELY’ – which had everyone laughing. After they said their vows he asked if he could kiss the bride (prematurely), which also had everyone laughing. He is quite a stitch, and I have a feeling that church isn’t gonna know what hit it.

The reception was up the hill in another building behind the church. Just one of several buildings at their compound haaaa but I’m sure it’s not some kind of cult!
Of course me, Sam, Kim and Jack were pretty much the outsiders left to hang out in a corner. Not one person even attempted to introduce themselves to us. Which was FINE by me! But I do think it was kind of odd. I think it’s nice that the in laws seem to have made some friends there. He is particularly unsocial so it’s probably good for him. They must get a kick out of him; he’s still very goofy, kinda loud and child-like. He certainly adds life to their stuffy little place, I’m sure he’ll take a little getting used to for the ‘proper’ ones hehehe of course I say: fuck em!

I’m glad things went well for them, the cake was a big hit even though I thought it was disgusting and it got smooshed on one side during the car ride haaaa – such is life!

I didn’t have a song this morning so I’m posting yesterday’s song, since I didn’t have time then. I used to listen to Tori Amos all the time. But now it just seems that her music brings me back to an unpleasant point in my life. So now I have a hard time listening, I tried to the other day which is probably why I woke up with this song in my head.

Cornflake Girl ~ Tori Amos

Never was a cornflake girl

Thought that was a good solution

Hangin with the raisin girls

She’s gone to the other side

Givin us a yo heave ho

Things are getting kind of gross

And I go at sleepy time

This is not really happening

You bet your life it is

Peel out the watchword
just peel out the watchword

She knows what’s going on

Seems we got a cheaper feel now

All the sweeteaze are gone

Gone to the other side

With my encyclopedia

They musta paid her a nice price

She’s puttin on her string bean love

This is not really happening

You bet your life it is

Rabbit where’d you put the keys girl

And the man with the golden gun

Thinks he knows so much

Thinks he knows so much

Rabbit where’d you put the keys girl

Wherever I May Roam

Well the last 2 days were the first two whole days Sam has had off in… I can’t remember how long!! It was really nice to have him around… and to not have to feel bad about asking him to do something because he never has a moment free…. We didn’t get a lot done but we made a good start… he started digging the holes for the fence – 3 down… 4 to go… the ground is SO rocky here in beautiful upstate NY it’s virtually impossible to get through it!! But come hell or high water we will have that fence up… just in time for it to be too hot to be outside hehehe

He also managed to plant one of my trees out front…. Now I have to be patient while I wait for it to GROW hehehe it should only take about TWENTY FIVE YEARS!!! Good grief…. THAT wasn’t a very well thought out plan!!

Anyway I was quietly cleaning out one of my end tables yesterday, minding my own business when Sam yells from the kitchen that there are two dogs in the back yard sniffing around the chicken coop – so I get up as he’s standing out back yelling at them… and I see one of the dogs clutching one of my chickens it’s teeth!! Sam told him to drop her and he did and then took off but his partner in crime stuck around sniffing out the yard for at least an hour…. We got the vets number off his tag and discovered what I suspected… they belong to our across the creek neighbors…

Now what would you do if your neighbors left you a message, saying that your dogs were loose in their yard and one had attacked their chickens. Knowing full well there is a leash law and we are fully within our rights to shoot said dogs on the spot?
One of your dogs has attacked and possibly killed your neighbors chicken… you:

a. call back and apologize, saying you’ll be more careful not to let the dogs loose and offer to pay for the chicken in an effort to at least make them think you give a shit so at least they’ll think before shooting your beloved pet

b. just never bother to call back at all, completely ignoring your long time neighbor, irritating them further so they have a mind to shoot your dogs next time before they even get near your coop

of course this twit chose ‘B’

I have no desire to hurt these dogs… all they know is that they are doing their job… it’s HIS fault they were roaming… I’m not a big fan of leash laws either BUT when you live in a place where most people have some kind of livestock… well you’re putting your dogs life in your neighbors hands if you don’t take steps to protect him/her

Personally I think it sucks… and in a perfect world we would all have enough distance between us to where it wouldn’t matter where your neighbors dog took off to… but this ain’t a perfect world unfortunately… and so we’re forced to live by the rule that if your dog comes anywhere near my chickens he’ll have a shotgun blast to the head quicker than he can say bo shin tang (dog stew)

I really hope they don’t come back!!

I’m gonna go do my chores now - Sam seems to be having a bad day so I want to make sure everything is nice when he gets home

I woke up with this song in my head and now I wish I could find a cd with it on there!!! Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr

Wherever I May Roam ~ Metallica

...and the road becomes my bride

I have stripped of all but pride

so in her I do confide

and she keeps me satisfied

gives me all I need...

and with dust in throat I crave

only knowledge will I save

to the game you stay a slave

rover, wanderer

nomad, vagabond

call me what you will

but I'll take my time anywhere

free to speak my mind anywhere

and I'll redefine anywhere

anywhere I roam

where I lay my head is home...

and the earth becomes my throne

I adapt to the unknown

under wandering stars I've grown

by myself but not alone

I ask no one...

and my ties are severed clean

the less I have, the more I gain

off the beaten path I reign

rover, wanderer

nomad, vagabond

call me what you will

but I'll take my time anywhere

I'm free to speak my mind anywhere

and I'll never mind anywhere

anywhere I roam

where I lay my head is home

but I'll take my time anywhere

I'm free to speak my mind

and I'll take my find anywhere

anywhere I roam

where I lay my head is home

carved upon my stone

my body lies, but still I roam

wherever I may roam

wherever I may roam

wherever I may roam

so the question of the day is......

Why do I have such a problem with this whole in laws/Jesus thing….I don’t want to be negative about it but every time I talk about it I find myself rolling my eyes… or questioning this, that or the other thing…. I wasn’t raised with any kind of religion – I was baptized catholic before I was old enough to protest… which was probably smart on their part. This is something that was done, I’m sure, to shut grandma up…. While I was growing up grandma and a.g. would get on mom’s ass about not sending us to church. Mom said’ I’m not sending them to a church… if they are going to church I will take them and go with them, not drop them at the door’ (like they did)- but that since she didn’t believe in Catholicism, she wasn’t about to participate… whenever a friend or someone wanted to take us to their church we were always allowed to go… we weren’t kept from religion or told it was bad… we were not discouraged from experiencing other people’s ideas and I’m sure if one of us found something there that we wanted to explore we wouldn’t have been discouraged from that either. – over the years we went to catholic mass about a handful of times with the boyfriend’s mother, Kingdom Hall with a neighbor 3 or 4 times, and a born again Christian type church with N’s mother a few times – none of it was really anything I wanted to spend my time doing… I could handle the catholic thing because it always just seemed quiet and peaceful there – as opposed to the other two, which are anything but quiet!! But still I don’t see myself going there on my own. Nothing ever happened to turn me off to religion that I know of… so why do I have such a hard time with it? I get uneasy when someone close to me gets involved – this feeling mellows though as I realize that they aren’t going off the deep end…. But in cases like Mr. & Mrs B…. whoa!! Mr. B is like…. Well I already got into that…. Mrs. B is not far behind!! – I’m trying not to think about it because when I do I get so upset…

About a month ago I got an invitation in the mail for Sam’s cousin’s (on his dad’s side) bridal shower…. Since I don’t drive and it was on a Saturday and Sam works weekends I didn’t hold out much hope that I would be able to go…. About a week and a half before the RSVP date I ran into K (Sam’s sister)she asked if I was going and I told her that I didn’t have a ride… she said she’d talk to her husband and get back to me about possibly picking me up so we could go together – I had no way of contacting them so when the RSVP date came and went and I didn’t hear, I RSVP’d a day late to let them know that I was sorry I wouldn’t make it but I wasn’t able to find a ride – then out of the blue K calls me on Friday (the day before the party) and tell s me that she spoke to them ‘yesterday’– told them she was going and that she was bringing me!!!!! I was pretty well caught off guard…. I said well I didn’t make other plans so I might as well go… BUT I don’t have a gift and I have no way of getting one… she said she would go out that night and get one and I could just give her the money the next day…. fine…. The next day comes and she calls to tell me that she didn’t go out to get the gift!! – I said I have a brand new basket someone gave me a bunch of silk flowers in for easter…. Well fill the bottom with moss and go get a bunch of candles… for about ½ of what we were thinking of spending we could get A LOT of nice candles and make a decent candle basket – since I’m the queen of making dollar store crap look like a $100 gift basket I felt pretty confident… so off w e went to the dollar store I knew had A LOT of really nice candles… I tried to get a bunch to match what I remembered of the colors she had marked on her registry for towels and bedding etc. – instead of spending $60 plus tax on some crappy cheese and cracker tray off her registry we spent $16 and got her a huge basket full of instant relaxation – I don’t care how cheap it seems – every girl LOVES candles hehehe – they’ll be good for their wedding night… or the first time one of them forgets to pay the electric bill hehehe

Anyway on we plough…. The party was held at Sam’s Aunt and her girlfriends house… they have a gorgeous sun room overlooking a big pond – it’s all wooded and full of nature hehehe – when I first saw this place years ago I almost died – I would cut of a limb just to have this room with this view – never mind the rest of the house…. Me and K made our way in their along with A.D. & S and pretty much hid out the whole day and I found out some interesting things…. Me & K got to talking and her parents and the whole bible thing and I found out she is pretty upset too…. apparently her mother has been calling her telling her basically the whole way she lives is wrong… and that she really thinks they should have their 1 year old baptized in this church!!!!!! – K went to the church one time when she was pregnant and she was pretty well shocked having never experienced anything like a born again christian church service before I can imagine someone as ummmm…. Well someone like her haaaa I can imagine it was pretty hard to take… she thought it was totally weird and freaky… all she ever experienced growing up was catholic church when she was really young…. That is quite calm compared to the shaking and waving and filling of the holy spirit or whatever that goes on at this place!! she has no interest in having her son be any part of it and that is her choice… if I’m not mistaken this particular branch of Christianity doesn’t believe in baptism of anyone who hasn’t made a conscious choice to be baptized so I really don’t understand why it is an issue in the first place…. but then she was telling me that Mr. B was coming into the place where she works and yakking on & on about all this bible stuff… actually bawling IN THE STORE!!! – ok at some point a line needs to be drawn…. You do NOT go and discuss these things with people where they work!!!
Mrs. B has collected gargoyles for years and K got her a pretty expensive gargoyle oil burner for Christmas… K has gotten her many of her gargoyles actually…. What does her mother tell her? the has thrown them all away!! – they are pretty much throwing ALL of their stuff away actually…. Maybe I’m nuts but THIS worries me!! I really DO understand the idea of throwing out things you think are BAD but I’m fully expecting to go over there sometime and find that all they have left are some pillows on the floor and a bunch of candles to read ‘THE BOOK’ by …. That is unless they realize that some people actually use candles to ward off bad things too!! just like the gargoyles which I guess was the reason behind throwing them out – who knows what we’ll hear next…. Anyway I’m sad that K is having to deal with this because she has always been very close to her mother…. Now she hardly wants to even see her at all – the renewing of the vows takes place this Sunday… it should be interesting to see what transpires between now and the end of that day… it’s sure to be an interesting day!

Sam has decided to NOT go work for the bus company on his days off, which kind of sucks but with the way things have been at work and all the work that needs to be done here he just saw himself having a total melt down in the not too distant future – so as crappy as it is he’s chosen his sanity over helping them out… it wasn’t an easy decision for him and I know he feels bad but sometimes you just have to look out for yourself…. Since we were up at the crack of dawn planning on him actually going in until the very last minute we decided to go for a little drive and get something to eat…. We went and grabbed some bagels and juice – I had my yearly cup of coffee and we sat at the hot dog spot and enjoyed the peace and quiet of the morning…. Then we came home and started work on the fence… finally…. It’s not all that easy but it’ll be done within the next 7 days – woo hoo!! Things are starting to take shape here…. I discovered a couple more of my plants out back from last year seem to have survived the great plumbing fiasco… so I’m happy about that…. and now Sam is home from his little errand so I’m gonna go hang out with him and straighten up a bit before C gets here

No idea why I woke up with this song in my head today…. But hear it is:

Double Vision ~ Foreigner

Feeling down n’ dirty, feeling kinda mean

I’ve been from one to another extreme

This time I had a good time, ain’t got time to wait

I wanna stick around till I can’t see straight

Fill my eyes with that double vision, no disguise for that double vision

Ooh, when it gets through to me, it’s always new to me

My double vision gets the best of me

Never do more than I really need

My mind is racing, but my body’s in the lead

Tonight’s the night, I’m gonna push it to the limit

I live all of my years in a single minute

Fill my eyes with that double vision, no disguise for that double vision

when it gets through to me, it’s always new to me

My double vision always seems to get the best of me - the best of me

Ooh, double vision, I need my double vision

It takes me out of my head, takin’ me out of my head

I get my double vision, oh, seeing double double

Oh, I have double vision, yeah, I’m getting double vision...