“The Human Race has improved everything except the Human Race”

I’ve had a kinda yucky few days and I was at a loss for a post today…. but then Brian reminded me of why I tend to dislike people so much so here I am about to have a little rant…. as usual it’s a free flowing rant so bear with me hehehe

people come to me with their problems…. they always have, I’m used to it, so maybe that helps – I don’t know

someone in my life is always having a catastrophe, sometimes minor – sometimes MAJOR! there is a VERY major one going on right now that has me feeling kind of wrung out

my sister’s life is currently crumbling from every angle and it’s VERY difficult for her to deal with all that’s going on and try to keep her 2 year old daughter from being emotionally damaged by their current situation….

she calls me or stops by and she vents and I listen and try to help her come up with solutions (of which there are NONE) but anyway

it can be draining… and I know sometimes I need to just shut my phone off or not answer my door – but I can’t! (but this is a whole other topic for a whole other day)

it’s just part of my personality I guess, I put myself on the back burner to make time to ‘take care’ of others

anyway I realize that and it’s something I try to deal with…. but I’ve ALWAYS been that way and I probably always will be – I realize not everyone is that way – and I’m not saying they should be!! it’s actually a very difficult way to be!!

GREAT now I sound like a self-righteous ass hehehe

anyway today Brian posted about someone he knows who always has a sob story – only he made having to listen to this woman’s problems out to be his own sob story

basically what he was saying was - why me? why did I just have to lose that hour of my life listening to this woman vent?

and it kind of irked me

I mean what the fuck?!

so I asked him…. uh what the fuck, Brian? do you know what a selfish ass you sound like?

I mean here this person’s life is falling apart and YOU are saying why ME? just because you had to hear her talk about it?

he later said she does this to everyone where they work but that he does the best job of deflecting her than anyone else that he’s seen.

I thought he’s not helping his case with me any… if anything he sounds like even more of an ass for trying to dodge someone who seems to need an ear to vent at or a shoulder to cry on….

he knows me, he hears all about how much everyone vents at me, I often vent to him about it myself because it can be quite draining!! so I said:

‘people vent at me all the time, I know they need to vent and I'm glad to be there for them and if I can help, I try!!
I can't imagine myself saying something like WHY ME? because of the loss of precious time it took for me to listen’

if anything it makes me open my eyes to all I really do have and it makes me grateful to NOT be in their position…. and it makes me grateful that I’m someone they feel they can talk to and it makes me grateful to be there when they need someone!!

and this is what he said back that made me remember why I tend to dislike people so much!!

"You seem to like to be there for people. You aren't the norm. Most say, I have my own problems, leave me alone. And that's the unfortunate truth"

to which all I could say is –that's really fucking sad - if that is truly how most people feel about being there for others then I am ashamed to be included among the ranks of the human race!!!

funny stuff....

ok things have been far too serious around blogville AND in kittyville lately…. I think it’s time to lighten things up a bit!!!

they say laughter is the best medicine and I could use some medicine right about now!!

I’ve been floating around cyberspace for a lot of years now and over the years I’ve gathered some funny stuff, which I keep in a folder called… well.... FUNNYSTUFF

so to the right I’ve added links to some of the things that have made me laugh... maybe they'll make you laugh too!! - of course I’ll add more as I find them.... because you can never laugh too much hehehe

~ ENJOY!!

call Guinness…. I think we have a record breaker here!!!

this post may go down in history as the longest ever written… just bear with me ok? :)

anyway… have you ever had an experience that made you grateful for your own ordinary little life? that when you stepped away from it and back into your world you just wanted to immerse yourself in all the little things you take for granted?

this has happened to me twice in the last year – I guess I can best describe it as visiting a land of grey and black and then returning to a world of color….

several months ago I was out with my sister, she needed to get her hair cut and I guess I needed to hitch a ride to the store - anyway she’s been having a rough time financially and since she has a boys haircut anyway she goes to a barber shop (usually on discount day) instead of a salon (where every day is a rip off!!) she pays something like $8 for a trim as opposed to $35 at the salon!! but I digress (as usual hehehe)

it was a dreary day and the barber shop is in a kind of yucky area – the kind of place where there is graffiti and windows are boarded up, where it’s not uncommon to see someone pushing a shopping cart overflowing with cans & bottles – where there are grungy check cashing stores and pawn shops

this place is not even 30 minutes from my front door but it seems like a whole other universe!! I’ve been in or around that area my whole life but when you’re just passing through you just kinda close your eyes to what’s around you I guess…. on this day I was IN it and the vibe was unpleasant!!

I didn’t even REALLY realize it so much while I was there… me and my sister were joking around having a good time, trying to understand all the barber shop lingo – a #4? a #2? I don’t know what a #4 is but kindly keep your #2 away from me please!!

turns out they were referring to the length of the trim and not bodily functions – go figure hehehe – we’re such girls!!

it seemed like some of these people practically lived at this barber shop – as I said it was bargain day so the place was full… it was completely by, for and about men… so it wasn’t the cleanest place I’d ever seen (no offense guys) hehehe

a salon sparkles!! and the second a bit of hair touches the floor a friendly, pretty smelling girl swoops by with a broom and clears it away…. this was NOT like that at all… it seemed as though perhaps there was still hair on the floor of this place that got trimmed during the Eisenhower administration and the décor was at least as old!!

that wasn’t the problem – I LOVE all that old timey junk – but if felt like the place was in a time warp… and not in a good way!! like it was in a hole it could never climb out of…. it seemed DEPRESSED!!!

and the vibe wore off on me!! I did NOT like how it made me feel!!

after about an hour of waiting and then her trim we left, and as we drove away from this place and back toward more familiar ground I began to feel this overwhelming sense of gratitude for my life!!

we stopped off at a grocery store just a couple miles from the barber shop… a store I’ve been in a million times – it’s a family owned store I would imagine is similar to Whole Foods but on a smaller scale… it’s considered a more upscale market.

anyway…. when we pulled in I suddenly felt like Dorothy stepping into Oz! I felt at home! comfortable! like I could breathe again!!

we’re not rich by ANY means… in fact we just get by, by the skin of our teeth sometimes!! we live paycheck to paycheck – apparently according to Brian anyway, we’re considered ‘working poor’ which basically means one little problem, like a broken down car could screw us severely!!

so what makes my world seem so different from the world of the barber shop people? what makes this grocery store, which is literally a stone’s throw from the barber shop seem like Oz and the barber shop seem like the aftermath of a twister?

the people in both places are no more or less down to earth, friendly or unfriendly, kind or unkind – they’re just PEOPLE trying to get by like everybody else

yet somehow I felt a little snobbish…. I was SO grateful to be away from the dark, dreary, unpleasantness I had perceived the area of the barber shop to be, but I didn’t REALLY understand exactly what I was feeling or why – I still don’t, other than to say I’m just grateful for my life!!

when I got home all I wanted to do was BE ME!! to do all the silly little things that make up my daily life – do the dishes, make my husband a nice meal, talk to my friends, fold the laundry – WHATEVER

I never really got over the feeling I had when we stepped out of the land of grey and back into my world of color – each time I’d go to that market or one of the other non barber shop-like places we go I’d look around and feel grateful that I was there and that my life wasn’t…. GRAY

it started to fade though as I started to take the little mundane bits of life in kittyville for granted again

and then it happened again…. I was sitting here somewhat neglecting my responsibilities… lazily drifting through the day when a friend who I don’t see very often called and asked if I wanted some company. I didn’t really, I just wanted to plop down in front of the tv and do something crafty…. to take advantage of the fact that my life affords me the ability to be lazy sometimes… but since I never get to see him I said ‘sure’

he showed up and we got to talking and eventually decided to go get some lunch…. we couldn’t decide where to go but eventually ended up at one of those chain places at the mall, ya know the dimly lit ones with the gargantuan portions of things like MEGA NACHOS and that sort of thing. the hostess asked if we minded a booth by the bar, I would have preferred something else but I’m a go with the flow kinda gal I guess hehehe so a booth by the bar it was!

this person I’m with is one of my oldest and dearest friends! we LOOK completely opposite but we’re not…. he’s covered in tattoos and piercings, I have none – he wears heavy metal t-shirts… I really haven’t since high school (I still have them I just don’t wear them hehehe)

I look like a frumpy housewife and he looks like he’s on his way to Ozfest

so there we sit minding our own business, eating our MEGA NACHOS when from over at the bar we hear a guy say ‘SLAYER SUCKS!’ I wouldn’t have even noticed but of course my friend did! he thought the guy was trying to start shit with him.

but it turned out that the guy was just joking with him, which was obvious when he made his way over to our table – he definitely looked ‘metal’ we used to call them ‘heads’ back in the day…. people who are into heavy metal

anyway…. the guy had a friend with him who I guess you would describe as looking ‘goth’ – the two of them reminded me of Jay and Silent Bob if Jay was undead and Silent Bob wasn’t so silent!!

the three of them struck up a conversation about music and concerts etc. and I just sat there somewhat uncomfortable.

it was obviously NOT the look of these two that bothered me, I looked like them once upon a time, obviously some of my friends still do – if I discriminated on the basis of weirdness I’d have no friends!! it was their behavior that bothered me!! they were entirely inappropriate!! where my friend was talking in normal tone, these two were LOUD and every other word was FUCK – FUCKIN’ COCKSUCKERS etc. at one point they were talking about my friends piercings and Unsilent Bob said ‘oh I know that guy, HE PIERCED MY NUTS!!’

these people were not kids either – Unsilent Bob CLAIMED to be 36… he looked it, so that much I’ll believe.

every other thing he said he eventually recanted…. for example at one point he said that his wife was currently in labor, at the hospital and wanted him there with her…. and a few minutes later he said that wasn’t true – I guess he just likes to hear himself talk, I don’t know

at some point he handed my friend a book he claims to have written, his picture is on the back cover so I guess I’ll believe that one too

and upon taking a closer look and seeing all the spelling and grammatical errors I REALLY believe this guy wrote it!! (not… that – I’m really one to talk hehehe)

he seemed to me to be a VERY angry teenage boy stuck in a man’s body!! and that is exactly the kind of book it was, a very graphically violent horror story

which normally would be right up my alley…. but some of the things he said kinda scared me…. my friend left the book with me and I considered reading it for a moment but then the moment passed hehehe – just looking at the book makes me uneasy because of the energy that this guy gave off!!

anyway at some point we learned that Undead Jay and Unsilent Bob had JUST met there at the bar!! the way they were interacting I thought hey were old friends…. Undead Jay said they had spoken on the phone a few times but this was the first time they were actually meeting

that struck me as odd… is it just me or is that odd? I think they had originally ‘met’ online regarding Unsilent Bob’s book or something - that makes a little more sense anyway

anyway once I realized that they were just meeting I kept getting images of the two of them going a killing spree and here we were at the conception – isn’t that how that sort of thing starts? two people meet because of a common interest (like violence and gore!!) and they both are so full of expressing their contempt… they start joking around about killing people and eventually they just go out and do it?

the best part is that, as it turns out, Undead Jay lives right around the corner from me!! YIPPIE!!! now I’m afraid to go out and check my mail for fear that this freak will drive by and know where I live!! (I’m only half kidding)

I just got a very weird vibe off of them…. immediately when they came over I couldn’t wait for them to go back to their little corner of the bar and leave us alone!!!

eventually it became apparent that they would have been content to sit there sucking down beer and bullshitting all day and I have a feeling that would have been just fine with my friend too, any excuse to have another beer ya know!

but since he’s got a court date this morning for a DWI he got last month – AND I value my safety (from drunk driving AND blood thirsty strangers!!) I somehow managed to steer us in the direction of the door - YAY!!

I just wanted to get out of there, go to the chiropractor and cook dinner, like a NORMAL person!!

once I got home and Sam came home I started feeling EXACTLY how I felt that day when we left the barber shop and entered the market!! like I was just grateful to be back on my turf…. and I couldn’t wait to dig into all the little things I normally take for granted…. but I was still very much on edge

as we drove to the chiropractor I started telling Sam about my afternoon and these two creepy guys and their talk of violence and everything and how uneasy I felt…. I was still all wound up!! when we got to office, this relaxing place with soothing music and scented candles, and I lay on the table Sam says my knuckles were white!! the chiropractor could barely adjust me I was so tense!!
he tried to soothe me but I was wound up tight as a drum!!

all because what should have been a fun afternoon having lunch with a friend turned into an uncomfortable encounter with two potential psychopaths?

I don’t know if I’m just overly sensitive or what…. why I would feel such a sense of darkness for a situation and such gratitude when I leave - but for now I’m just glad to be in my world… today I plan to fold the laundry, vacuum the floors, straighten up, make stuffed peppers for dinner – and maybe when my chores are all done I’ll put on a movie and draw or something…. and I’m going to enjoy every single second and not take any of it for granted because this is MY world and I LOVE IT!!!

happy first blogiversary to me….

this is the end of my very first year here (ok so I’m a couple days late but really who would notice?)

so let’s take a look back at all of my accomplishments over this past year shall we?

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ok so I haven’t accomplished a fucking thing in the last 12 months!!
wait, strike that… I’ve managed to document how lazy I can be

I DID manage to brainwash a few of you into coming back here to visit me regularly so I guess I’m doing something right hehehe as far as firsts go this first year of my very first blog has certainly been one of my more addictive firsts

to celebrate this momentous occasion lets take a look at some of my other firsts....

my first favorite song: after I got over Ernie’s rubber ducky song my favorite ‘real’ song was when will I be loved – by Linda Ronstadt…. so I was a dork – so what? hehehe I can’t help it if that’s the kind stuff my mother exposed me to when I was a kid!!

I remember I used to walk around the house or stick my head out the car window like a dog (back in the days when kids didn’t have to be strapped in) pretending I was belting out that song – for a brief time I wanted to be Linda Ronstadt when I grew up hehehe hey I was 4 or 5 - cut me some slack!!

my first purchase: this is also the first time I made a purchase based on a vibe

when I was in kindergarten we went on this field trip to a zoo-like place…. my mother sent me with some pocket money to buy snacks or souvenirs but I was a painfully shy child so I couldn’t imagine being able to actually walk up and ask for something I wanted!!

however apparently something caught my eye…. I wanted this thing so badly, I stood there on line agonizing over having to ask the clerk for it… as the line shortened I had to force myself to stay put… I just HAD to have that thing!! I didn’t know why but for some reason I just had to have it!!

I still have it…. it sits in my living room…. see?

aren’t they the ugliest little things you ever saw? there used to be two puppies, but one broke a few years ago :(

will I ever get rid of the ugly things? I doubt it!!

my first crush: a kid named Lenny – I was 5, we were in kindergarten and I just thought he was the bees knees…. he wasn’t!!!
he died a few years back in a car accident – R.I.P. Lenny

my first boyfriend – a kid named Steven – I was 12… he was a little bit younger than me…. I was in 7th grade so unfortunately that meant he was still in grade school… sick huh? he was a friends brother (my first but not my last encounter with a friend's brother haaaa) …. anyway he was also my first real kiss…. we made out quite a bit - actually that’s kinda all we ever did…. that and watch ninja movies – we were together for 10 months…. that’s practically a lifetime to 12 year olds!!

it made me physically sick when we broke up!! – good riddance Steven

my first drink: I was still with Steven so I guess I was 12…. our little town used to have a carnival behind the fire house every year….

me and Steven, my sister and a girlfriend of hers (who were both about 11 at the time) and an older boy named Chris, were all hanging out on the lawn next to where the carnival was – my sister and her friend decided to break into the fire house liquor cabinet and swipe a bunch of booze….

over the course of the night I managed to down most of a bottle of Dewar’s white label – we all wound up spending the night on that lawn drinking and having fun… and we all got pretty well plastered

where were our parents? good question!! I can tell you my mother went home without us and apparently didn’t even notice!! the next day we walked the mile or so to the store my mother’s boyfriend owned and called her from the pay phone…. I think we got grounded for a week or two – I don’t really remember

Chris (the older boy) died a year or two later in a motorcycle accident – R.I.P. Chris

my ‘first time’: I was 14, in 9th grade, I was spending the night at a girlfriends house we'll call her 'G' ….she had a HUGE crush on this guy we’ll call ‘M’ – and I mean HUGE… he was ALL she ever talked about and she thought that this might be her big night to actually get somewhere with him….

he came over… and I have NO idea how it happened but I ended up making out with him in her back yard…. she went to bed, I can’t even imagine how that made her feel!! the worst part about that was that I had absolutely NO interest in him at all!! I was just a horrible person who didn’t deserve to have a friend!!

at some point I decided that I had had enough and went back in the house… I guess I figured I’d sleep on the couch or something – but when I walked in there her older brother was sitting in there watching tv in the dark… he waved me over and pulled me onto his lap… he said I could sleep in his room, we kissed a bit and he took me by the hand up to his bedroom (which he shared with his little brother)

we both crawled into his bed (the lower bunk… his brother was in the top) and even though people were in and out of the room half the night and at some point some girl who was staying there who had been having a bad night was sitting in a chair in the corner crying, we proceeded to have some of the quickest, most painful, unsatisfying sex I’ve ever had (much like EVERY girls first time!!)

only hopefully most girls ‘firsts’ are at least with someone they have some kind of interest in – I never looked at this guy twice before that night or after…. it just was what it was…. I didn’t really get what all the fuss was about so I just did it to get it over with – ya know… since everyone, including my little sister had been doing IT already (with this guy even)

where I come from the pickins are SLIM!! it’s virtually impossible to get through life here without having sex with someone your best friend or sister has been with haaaa

we all shared boys like trading cards

when I told my sister what happened she almost fell out of her chair, since she had been with him before she knew he was ummm… well endowed – she said “HE was your first?!?! how are you still able to walk” haaaa anyway - sorry G

my first true love: I was 15…. for years we all used to hang out at this roller skating rink but for some reason I had never seen him there before for some odd reason I was hanging out with a girl I almost never hung out with but he knew her so he used her as his in to meet me…. our eyes met across a crowded parking lot…. I thought he was absolutely adorable!! even though he kinda reminded me of an ex boyfriend of mine…. he had LONG dark brown hair and big hazel eyes and eyelashes that were as long as my fingers I swear!! I have a thing for pale skin, dark hair and light eyes….

we talked and talked as long as we could and then one of us had to leave – I can’t remember who (but I bet he does!!)

I gave him my number and we hugged and ALMOST kissed…. but he had a girlfriend so he stopped himself…

time went by and I never heard from him… I hoped to run into him again but nothing…. he lived kinda far away so I gave up

several months, maybe even close to a year later I ran into a friend of his at the skating rink and he almost fell over when he saw me… he said his friend had been trying to find me since that night but had lost my number and couldn’t get anyone to tell him how to get a hold of me

one time months later he had even been at the house of one of my girlfriends and seen my picture there and begged her to give him my number but she refused – I guess she thought he might be some kind of whacko haaaa

I gave his friend my number but didn’t expect to hear from him….

a few days later I get a message on my answering machine from this guy… he sounded all nervous and sweet and he left his number for me to call him back

I was 15 and still painfully shy (to this day I still get nervous having to make phone calls) it took every ounce of everything I had to dial that phone but I did it and we talked…

the following weekend me and a girl I was friendly with at the time went to the rink to meet him and the friend who gave him my number (we’ll call them boy #1 and boy #2)

boy #1 was the one I was there to see but this girl had a crush on him and was convinced he was going to ask her out…. us girls sat at a booth facing eachother and the two boys went into the bathroom – while they were gone she said ‘boy #1 is gonna ask me out’ I just looked at her and said ‘uh ok’ thinking to myself - he damn well better NOT!!

a few minutes later the boys came back to the booth – boy #1 sat next to me… boy #2 sat next to her – boy #1 promptly kissed me… boy #2 kissed her

I don’t know where she is now – I know she later got married and had a couple kids and eventually got divorced – I run into her from time to time…. she doesn’t seem happy

I eventually married boy #1 (I kinda had to... he was the only boy for miles around who hadn't had sex with any of my friends or relatives!!) hehehe

anyway every day I’m fortunate enough to wake up next to him he makes me happier than I ever dreamed I could be!!

I tease him sometimes that him and boy #2 were in the bathroom flipping a coin to see who would be with who and if only she had been sitting on the opposite side of the booth maybe he would have married her instead…. but I’m very glad she didn’t!! hehehe - if you're reading this.... I LOVE YOU boy #1

ok I think that’s all the firsts I can handle today!!

I think this calls for a song change.... shut up I know I do this every week - so what?!?! hehehe

this song somehow seems appropriate for a first blogiversary!!

Songs from the Wood ~ Jethro Tull

and if I haven't said it before.... thanks or coming along on this ride with me even though I can't see you it's nice to know you're there

togetherness....

this started out as a comment somewhere else so maybe it doesn't seem quite right…. but sometimes ya just have to roll with it, ya know?

Sam and I for the most part have had a no gift policy for occasions such as birthdays, anniversaries and valentines day

instead we make plans to spend time together – either going to the movies, dinner, camping, a picnic – whatever

sometimes it’s as simple as renting a bunch of movies and just staying home all day with a pile of take out (this is my favorite way to spend any day!!)

sometimes I make him chocolate chip cookies (his favorite) or make him a card
sometimes he gets me a box of chocolates or writes me a poem

we didn’t PLAN this policy…. I’m pretty sure it was born out of poverty haaaa but it works for us…. it takes the pressure off and helps us reconnect!! and that’s what it’s really all about – a connection

I was talking to Natalie yesterday and we were discussing some of the people we know and what a shame it is that so many of the relationships around us are falling apart

we came to the conclusion that it’s because these people never take the time to reconnect…. they hardly ever so much as sit down and watch tv together (sometimes that's really all it takes)

they have such busy lives they can’t seem to be bothered taking time to just BE together - or is it that they make their lives busy as an excuse to neglect what’s going on with them?

I don’t know….

I DO know that over the years there have been many times where Sam and I have gotten irritable, bitchy, unpleasant to be around and when we sat down and thought about it we realized that it was because we haven’t made time for eachother

it’s funny how that works… how you’d turn against someone you love just because you haven’t had any time to touch base

I think this is why so many relationships eventually fall apart…. and why so often people turn to someone else – it’s not just that it’s new and different and exciting… it’s that they are taking the time to connect on some level

people need to feel connected – it’s just a fact of life… and if enough time goes by it gets harder and harder to remember how to reconnect in the first place - apparently until eventually you reach the point of no return

this is why I’m grateful for our simple little traditions….

I know some people think it’s weird…. like if we don’t make big plans or buy eachother expensive gifts that we’re missing something….

we hear things like ‘why don’t you do something SPECIAL?’ or ‘yeah but aren’t you DOING SOMETHING?’

maybe to them it’s the money spent that’s the special part…. I don’t know

but to us it’s the time spent that’s important and I wouldn’t trade those times for anything in the world!!

meow....

shhh I'm not supposed to be here!! hehehe

I’m trying to have a majorly productive week.... unfortunately that means I can’t be here – but the other day someone sent this to me and I just had to share it!! so there we are…. in lieu of an actual post I leave you with something that is at least mildly entertaining for a change….

go on now…. don’t be shy PET THE KITTY!! see if you can make her purrr…. (psst - turn on your sound)

why didn't I think of that?

HAPPY VALENTINES DAY!!



and what better to share on valentines day than a vase full of beautiful flowers....

these ones are extra nice too, because they don't die on you like those crummy REAL ones do....

so what if they smell more like a fish market than a flower shop - it's the thought that counts, right?

waste not want not… that’s what my grandma always used to say…. and since she was a crafter I’m sure she would doubly appreciate these little beauties!!

can you guess what they're made of?

go on guess!!

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give up?

they’re made of TAMPONS!! (unused ones I hope!!)

so if you (or your wife) are anything like my mother and have a half a box of tampons laying around that you umm… don’t need anymore, but you keep holding on to because they cost so damn much you just can’t stand the idea of throwing them out!!

or if you need a last minute gift idea and you're piggy bank is empty - you might wanna go here and check out all the wonderful tampon craft ideas....

just don't come crying to me when you have so much fun that you use up the whole box and forget to replace them before the next visit from the menstrual fairy comes hehehe

ahh what did we ever do without the internet????

anyway I hope you all have a SUPER GREAT VALENTINES DAY :)

XOXOXOX

a mass exodus - and a new song

since I don’t drive, whenever anyone is going in the direction of the places I usually shop they ask if I want to come along…. I usually could stand to pick something up from here or there so if I’m not too busy being a hermit I say yes….

but sometimes I just need to get the hell out of kittyville…. yesterday was one of those days!!! I had quite a bit I needed to do at home – but when my sister asked if I’d be up for going out I said yes… even though I didn’t have anywhere I needed to go.

she just got done telling me she’s planning to move to Arizona ASAP and I just felt like hanging out with her and my niece…. we didn’t do much really

my niece had a gymnastics class and doctors appointment – after that we went for ice cream (I just couldn’t resist) it could be the last time I ever see my niece eat ice cream ever again haaaa

after that we went to this awesome store that sells everything from corkscrews to tinker toys - a place we used to go as kids… it’s one of those places where you can find ANYTHING…. need a strainer for your drain? a shower cap? a meat thermometer? file folders? a calculator? an electric train? rubber cement? a pillow form? a remote control whoopee cushion? it’s all right there…. they have some of the most awesome toys and games!! it took all I had not to buy a rubber chicken!!

especially after my niece tried to feed it her peanut butter sandwich!! hehehe

but my camera does video so I got it on there…. it’s very very cute!!

after that we went down to this other little toy store and hung out for a while…. I LOVE toy stores!! I plop right down on the floor and play like a little kid hehehe

I pretty much spent the day telling my sister that they don’t have any of these things in Arizona

she said ‘it’s hot as hell there I’m sure they have ice cream!’

whatever – they don’t have THIS ice cream!!!

anyway I don’t want my sister to move clear across the country – and I especially don’t want her to take my niece away with her!! it makes me sad to think I won’t see her grow up – hey Whirl maybe you can document her childhood for me…. you’ll be closer to her than I will!!

isn’t it bad enough my best friend is moving to Ohio in the spring?

I mean what the fuck?!?!?

I’ll tell ya what though…. Sam is gonna get mighty sick of me…. without those two he’ll be stuck entertaining me and taking me everywhere I need to go hehehe

and I’ll probably have to have a baby just so I don’t go through child withdrawal

hmmm… best not think too much about it or my whole day will be shot!!

while we were out traveling the countryside we went to this cute little bagel shop where I was compelled to take this picture



although looking at it now I really can’t imagine why….

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moving on....

records... remember records? when I was a little kid I had a small but strange record collection.... from what I remember it consisted of Ozzy Osbourne's Speak of the Devil (the very first record I ever bought) the Willy Wonka soundtrack (which I bought the same day I bought the Ozzy Album) - I always say that, that days purchases still to this day come pretty damn close to describing who I am!! a Joan Jett album my father bought me for my birthday because he had recently met Joan Jett which he TOTALLY lucked out with since he knew nothing about ME hehehe - the Rocky III soundtrack because I was at one time OBSESSED with Eye of the Tiger!! a Robin Lane & the Chartbusters album (p.s. if you ever happen to stumble on any robin lane MP3's email them to me!!) an album by Paul McCartney called RAM and a Blondie album called Autoamerican - I was big into Blondie!! but it was 1980, who wasn't!?!? hehehe

anyway my mood would determine the album I'd pick... I'd drop it on the turntable and gently place the needle down.... and there I would sit 'indian style' on my bed with my big goofy 70's looking headphones (I guess they weren't just 70's LOOKING) haaaa and listen sometimes to the same song over & over again

there was a song called Angels On The Balcony on that Blondie album I just about wore that needle straight through- to this day it is one of my very favorite songs of all time!!

because Brian was having problems I changed this weeks song early.... so there you go...

Blondie ~ Angels on the Balcony

bloggus interruptus....

well I’ve been TRYING to get here to say SOMETHING all day…. I even meant to pop in yesterday but somehow I keep getting sidetracked

I need to get back into the groove…. but my mind is racing in 18 different directions for some reason :(

and my phone keeps ringing, which doesn’t help – Sam would say ‘just don’t answer it!!’ or ‘unplug it!!’

but how can I just not answer a call from my best friend when her grandma just died? and her husband’s boss won’t give him the day off to go to the funeral with her!!

how can I not answer the phone on the day my mother in law is having a catheterization and possibly getting a stint, when my sister in law calls all freaked out not knowing if her mother is ok!!

I can’t just NOT answer the phone…. not today anyway

so lets see… what happened here in kittyville this weekend?

Saturday my aunt took me to lunch…. part of my belated birthday gift – it’s probably safe to say she won’t be doing THAT again!! we left at around 11:45 and went to a restaurant/bar/pizza place about 5 minutes from my house…. and I didn’t end up getting home until close to 5!!!!!

I generally don’t look forward to time spent with her because she goes ON & ON & ON about how Sam HAS to get a job with medical insurance – we NEED medical insurance!! yadda yadda yadda…. I thought if I can just steer clear of any medical discussion we’d be ok

as we glanced at our menus the topic of movies came up

GREAT…. I thought…. something I can actually discuss AND that isn’t health related!! YAY!!

but then somehow Brokeback Mountain came up and she started going off about hollywood’s gay agenda and how she thinks they’re trying to ‘recruit new members’ by making homosexuality socially acceptable!! or something like that…. I was having a hard time paying attention because all I could see was my aunt’s body with the head of RUSH LIMBAUGH!!

me and my aunt don’t see eye to eye on the issue of homosexuality…. she thinks it’s a totally disgusting choice weak people make or are somehow brainwashed into

I don’t feel that way AT ALL….

anyway this went on for quite a while!!

THEN just when things were looking somewhat calm SOMEHOW the issue of wire tapping got brought up which raised a whole discussion about the president, the war, 9/11, religion and a multitude of other things we obviously didn’t see eye to eye on

it was a long LONG day!! at the end of which she told me she thinks I just like to argue for the sake of arguing

uh no I REALLY do think you have your head up your ass!!!

but by the time she left I was pretty sure there was NO way in hell that she’d ever include a free lunch as part of my birthday gift again!! I guess we’ll have to wait till next year to be sure hehehe

Sunday couldn’t come soon enough!! all I wanted to do was hang out with Sam & relax!!

we went to Barnes & Noble – where once again I practically read Fangoria from cover to cover, because I just can't bring myself to spend $9 on a magazine!! seriously what is up with that?!?!?

they had DYSFUNCTIONAL FAMILY mad libs!!! I just HAD to have that so Sam bought it for me!! YAY!!! hehehe I can’t wait to do them all!! if anyone’s family is dysfunctional it’s MINE!!!

afterwards we rented a couple movies… why not – they’re free!! we saw The Exorcism of Emily Rose – which I had been wanting to see for a while… it was actually pretty good…. there were some pretty creepy images!!

later when I needed to go into the bedroom for something I had to bug Sam to come with me cause I was too scared of the dark to go by myself!! hehehe

we also saw 8 mile - which was good too…. although to me it seemed an awful lot like Purple Rain but with rap music instead – musically I prefer Prince…. however I much prefer looking at Eminem!! haaaa I don’t know… there’s just something strangely HOT about him!!

basically it was somehow both a lazy and a busy weekend…. neither of us got anywhere near as much as we wanted to get done – but that’s ok there’s always next weekend…. I HOPE!!! hehehe

ok well I'd love to elaborate on many of these topics but my phone is STILL ringing and now apparently I just agreed to play babysitter while my sister makes some phone call - so I better shut up and get out of here....

* oh yeah P.S. the mother in law is fine.... no stint required.... sister in law can breathe easy again!! phew that's one crisis over with anyway

what else is new?

I have a zit!!! on my nose - right where my glasses sit!! it hurts!! ....aren't I too old for zits???

it's raining today.... big surprise huh? as soon as the sun comes out I'm gonna have Sam build a bridge so we can get out the front door!! of course the way things have been he may need a boat to get to the store to buy the wood to build the bridge - but I'm NOT complaining hehehe I LOVE rainy days!!!

my aunt called yesterday and invited me to lunch for tomorrow.... since it's a belated birthday present kinda thing I guess I have to go... I'd really rather not

it's song changing day again.... this song 'burnin' sky' is one of the 20 or so songs in my top five favorite songs of all time!! I never ever ever get tired of hearing it!!

oh and guess what… I’ve been tagged – AGAIN!! so if you get to the end of this and see your name… blame my evil twin… err I mean LiVEwiRe!!

the theme? 5 of my weird habits….

we may have covered all of this before but I sure can’t remember and I’m NOT going back through the archives to check hehehe I should let Sam do this… I bet he’d have an easier time than me coming up with 5 weird things I do hehehe

I guess 5 is a good place to start…. I do everything in fives!!! if not fives than sevens… but not 5 AND 7 because that equals 12 and twelve is two sixes and 6 is bad!!!!

in addition to the fact that I NEVER use my real name for anything on OR off line, which I already mentioned in LiVEwiRe’s comments – I also rarely call anyone else by their real name – I usually wait till I get to know them a bit and then I assign them a new name

I hum…. not all the time but I have this weird little tune I catch myself humming… usually when I’m in ‘little girl mode’ – it’s actually kinda creepy

I always have my hand either down my pants or up my shirt – usually I’m not even aware of it!! even when I was a kid everyone would always be telling me to get my hand out of my pants haaaa

ahh this one is for Brian hehehe - ellipses if you’re like me and have no idea what that means…. it’s these dots I use at the end of every thought – if you pay attention you’ll notice that I usually use 4 then 3 then 4 then 3 (because 4 & 3 equal 7)

I’d really like to spare you all from this… but apparently that is against the rules…. I read somewhere once that a man in Haycrop Idaho broke the rules and within a week he got shingles, black hairy tongue and his toast kept coming out burnt!!

sorry guys but I already have one of those problems… I don’t need the rest!!! soooooo….

angel – because I always love your answers
Snow – because that’s what you get!!
pebon – because I don’t think I’ve tagged you before
Brian – because you’re an easy target
Jocelyn – because if I don’t get you Brian probably will hehehe

consider yourselves tagged

haaaa

ok I just had to share this!!

I just clicked on my own profile and saw my age '33' and thought ~ shit that's not right! I should fix that!

what the hell is wrong with me?! and how old did I think I was?!! hehehe

stuff....

I have a headache!! :(
so what else is new?

my best friend's Grandma is dying.... like she probably won't live to see next week... I can't believe she picked the week of the Survivor: Panama premier to die!! (hey Natalie laughed... so should you!!) anyway if you're so inclined and would like to think positive thoughts, say a prayer, whatever it is that you do, so that her passing is as quick and painless as possible I'm sure it would be appreciated :)

ok that's enough yuck!! on a happier note - I know you'll all just be pissing your pants from excitement!! I FINALLY got my better living blog up (mostly) - I hesitate to say diet... because it's not JUST about making my fat ass thinner... it's about getting my whole life in order!! so here's hoping I actually use the thing hehehe

there it is... off to the right under 'my other blogs' incase this blog doesn't bore you enough