Number 8 is the bestest estest number in the whole wide world!!!

Well the boys didn't get an elk. They didn't even see elk. They probably saw 100 deer and twice that many antilope. but no elk. Oh well, October is a bit early for elk, and Gigantor has over a month and a half more on his hunt. So....hopefully next month he can get one.

I had to tell you all about my night on Saturday. My mother in law had invited me to a charity dinner. I decided I would go. I was gonna buy a ticket at the door. And she tells me she bought me one. Then she informs me I have to pay her back. So...I gave her her 15 bucks back. Sorta irritated me. I was gonna buy my own ticket anyway. But don't go buy me one then tell me to pay you back. Crap!! How tacky.

Anyhow. We show up and my ticket number was 008. Now 8 is my favorite number, also my lucky number. Your ticket gets put in a drawing for door prizes. So...I was going, "I got a good number, I'm gonna get a door prize" sorta singing it, and she was laughing.

Well I didn't get a door prize, but she did. They were little grab bag prizes, so she got some baseball cards. hehehehe No big deal, I mean she has 30 grandchildren, she can give it to one.

When you walked in though they had a balloon raffle. You buy a balloon for 10 bucks and they give you ticket, if your ticket gets called you go pick something off the table. My mother in law bought a ticket with the money I paid her back. Then another friend bought a ticket and gave it to me. I said no that is yours. He goes, there is nothing I want. Then he says. Plus it's the number one ticket. I laughed, and the number on the ticket was 808. hehehehehe

They also had two silent auction tables. And a grand prize.

We had dinner...Squash soup, chicken ceasar salad, and chocolate mouse. It was all good.

Then they did the balloon raffle. Guess who's number was called first??? Yup!!!! Mine. hehehehee I was trying to get my mother in law to go up and get the "box" thing she wanted. But she kept saying no it was my ticket. So...I went up and got a cross I really liked. Ceramic, looks like wheat is making the cross, and a couple geese are flying through it. Then it has a nice saying about man and god on it.

Then my mother in laws number never got called, and she got so upset cuz she wanted this "box" thing. A local doctor makes these boxes. Well 1. it was ugly as hell, so I wouldn't have wanted it. and 2. The guy is a major jack ass, so I really wouldn't have wanted it. But she was a bit of a poop about it, and how she should have made me get the box. I was like...."I offered a few times, what more do you want."

Well then the first silent auction table closed. I had bid on a couple things. I didn't win the painting I bid on, but I did win the fishing package. There was a Gary Yamamoto fishing vest worth about 40 bucks and two big bags of Yamamoto grubs. Each 10 pack bag is worth about 6 bucks and there were 12 of the 10 pack bags in all. I won the whole thing, vest and grubs for 2 bucks. Whoooohooo, do I rock or what???

2nd silent auction table. I had bid on a painting, didn't win. I also bid on a pair of hand made, hand painted southwestern ornaments, done by local artists. I've seen them at a lot of craft fairs and the ornaments go for between 16 and 25 dollars for one. I won the two for 20 bucks.

So...I was excited. I had paid 37 dollars total (ticket and silent auctions) and was walking about with about 200 dollars worth of stuff.

Well then the grand prize drawing. It was this beautiful framed print by Terry Redlin. He's an amazing artist.

Guess who won??

Go ahead guess!!!

You will never guess!!!

MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE

I won the thing!!!!!! Wanna see it?? huh huh huh do ya??? Okay, you twisted my arm. It's called Harvest Moon Ball. Fitting since the charity dinner was called the Harvest Moon Dinner. hehehehe

I looked up the prices of this thing on the internet. And without a frame, it ranges from price of 175 to 800 dollars. Depending on what number print you have. I haven't looked up which one I have yet. But still. Can you all believe how fricken lucky I was that night??? I'm never lucky!!!!

Okay well I just wanted to share that all.

I'm gonna go eat something and wait for my boys to get home.

Have a good Monday everyone!!!!

Elk Hunts and Memories

This post may be long so if you stick with me, I will give you brownie points. Heck I'll even make your brownies. hehehehe

My husband wanted to go elk hunting again (he's brought home deer, but never an elk before) Luckily there was no one in his family to talk to about the hunt and what not. Cuz folks, his family is idiots, and they are on the border line of giving hunters bad names. Now my grandfather, and uncles and heck even my mom and aunts were hunters (uncles still are) and the have the top ethics in hunting, and skill. So...he talked to my uncle and put in for a great hunt. My uncle even called Old Pete Mestas and got where the cow elks were coming in and what time of day, and told him to expect Gigantor.

Last night, Kiddo gets tucked into bed at 8, cuz they are getting up early (first hunt kiddo will get to go on) And Gigantor ran around like a mad man trying to finish packing. I swear that man packed everything in the world for the next 4 days. My luck is he forgot his gun. hehehe

3:30 this morning the dam alarm goes off, and him and Kiddo give me big hugs and kisses and they are on their way. Hell yeah I went back to bed. hehehe

I have been on Gigantors case for months, begging him to stay focused and try to bring and elk home this first weekend. Now he has a very long hunt, usually they are only two weeks but his is two fricken months. But honestly people I don't have the money for gas and food and time off work for him to be going weekend after weekend to try and get his elk. So...he is trying to stay focused and get it this weekend.

I got a call, and this was a very fun, very cool part. I got a call from Gigantor and they were just leaving Seligman.

memory part.

Seligman is a very small town. It is right on route 66. It is where my grandparents lived. It is where my mother was born, raised and took us 3 or 4 times a year. Same with my uncles and aunts. It is also where Gigantors mom and family lived for a while. Now Seligman is so huge that my mothers graduating class had 19 people in it.

As you drove into Seligman, the railroad tracks are on your left. And the only business in town were on the main street. They consisted of a little hardware store (owned by the same family for 4 generations) a Dairy Cream (that was shut down when I started going for visits) a little Dinner, one gas station, The Black Cat salloon (which the town elders got shut down, because they didn't like the way the "younger" folk were acting after getting drunk every night) and a corner store, this thing's door was right in the corner.

I spent every summer with my grandparents there. Up until I was in high school. Then when my grandmother died when I was a senior I have never been back. My grandfather moved a few years after that to live with my uncle, and he passed away about 4 or 5 years ago.

Besides summers, my mother would take us for a long weekend about 4 times in the winter. I remember we always had to go to Saturday evening mass. My Grandfather thought that Sunday morning mass was to long. hehehe Seligman had two churches. Catholic and baptist. And you better have your butt planted in one each week or everyone knew about it. We would walk out my grandparents front door and down an alley in between houses right across the street. To me I was always appaled we never drove, but as I look back it was less than a block of gravel alley before we were at the church.

My grandmother was the Post master at the little post office there. It was so big it employed her and one other person, my aunt. hehehehe

I used to walk to the school playground, which consisted of one of those giant metal slides, and 4 swings. Not the new cage kind with bars, but the rubber tire strap and chains kind.

Everyone in Seligman knew everyone else. I could be walking along and fall and skin my knee pretty bad, cry a touch and get up walking. Less than 30 seconds later my Grandfather would screach up in the old red truck and hollar at me to get in, and look at my knee. (he never hugged to console you, different generation, you bucked up or you died) You would wonder later, how he knew you fell, then you found out that the old man on his porch saw you and phoned him up. Yelling at him for letting his little pup get hurt. hehehehe If my grandfather wouldn't have got in his truck and come and got me. Could you imagine the scandle that would have caused in among the "older" generation in that town??

Now that you know a bit about Seligman let me tell you what happened to Gigantor and Kiddo.

Gigantor drives into Seligman and him and Kiddo see. Black Cat gone, Corner store gone, Dairy Cream gone, and Dinner is gone. In it's place is THE ROAD KILL CAFE!!! whooohoooo (Kiddo has only wanted to eat at one since I got him a poster and t-shirt when he was 8) So...they stop to eat breakfast. Come to find out the family that owned the dinner, owns the cafe too. The Popes. I remember old Bob Pope. Unfortunately I didn't remember his wife Maryann or daughter Jannet.

Well....Maryann and Jannet where in there along with about 6 other locals. Maryann struck up a conversation with Gigantor. Asking him if they were passing through, and he says no, we are on an elk hunt. At which point all people sorta perked an ear. They then told him that the old meat shop had a shed in the back. All the locals had pitched in money, bought a shed and water system, so that hunters could hang and skin their catches free of charge, as long as they cleaned up after themselves.

Gigantor says, GREAT, I can also do it at my wives grandfathers place, but I don't know where that is. They ask who he was. He tells them, and I swear he said the entire place all turned their chairs around to him and Kiddo. They then gave him directions on how to get there. He tells them who his mom is, which gets everyone laughing and talking about old times.

Maryann then asks what granddaughter he is married to. And he tells her, and introduces her to my mothers only grandson. She asks how my mom was, and he had to tell her that she had died. I kid you not, he said that Maryann almost passed out clutching her chest and a couple other people started crying.

He said they ended up staying for over 2 hours, just talking about who all lived there and what was going on.

Gigantor then told them that he had to get back out to Old Pete Mestas's place so that they could find a camp site and talk about where he seen the elk.

Everyone asked where he was thinking of going, and he pulled out his maps and showed them. They go.."not much bull elk there" Gigantor says, it's okay I have a cow tag. All of them go "oh my gosh you should have your elk by tonight or tomorrow morning then."

As he is leaving, Maryann stops him. She says. Well Bob Pope (husband) is off guiding a hunt for elk right now, but they should have their elk by morning, cuz that's how good he is. She says, "if you don't have your elk by Sat night, come back. Bob will take you out and make sure you get your elk"

OMGGGGGGGGGGg people!!! I forgot exactly how a small, american town should really be. Where the elders are still responsible for most the laws in town. Where they don't need a police officer, cuz you will get "taken care of" if you do wrong. Where everyone loves and knows everyone else.

My town I live in now is small, only 5 stoplights, and alot of small town happenings. But I forgot exactly how much I loved the really really small town. This town only has about 300 people in it. And when they found out who my husband was and who he was married too. They took him right in, and are gonna make sure he is taken care of right. Now that is the true heart of America people.

Have a great Friday all!!!!

Brownies for everyone who read the whole thing!!!!!

DOWN MAMA BEAR DOWN!!!!

First a quick update on me. I'm doing pretty good. Eating a bit more and a bit more solid. I couldn't figure out why I was hurting so bad on the cheeks and gums, thought I had a ton of sores in my mouth, got depressed. Some of the swelling went down, and we found out that it is stitches. My cheek is stitched to my gums in places to seal up the wound for healing. Ouch. And a stitch did come out tonight, so it's feeling some better. yayyyyyyyy

Okay, the reason I haven't been posting, is I have been (along with Gigantor) going to war with the school.

Now last Thursday I had surgery. I had informed the school, and also told them who was watching my kid. Also, nobody and I mean NOBODY in that school is allowed to keep my child after school unless I am called first.

So...Thursday, Kiddo doesn't get all his work done in art class (MOTHER BUNNY HUMPING ART CLASS PEOPLE!!!) And the Cock Crunching Cunt Cow of a teacher decides he has to stay after school. He tells her he can't cuz of my surgery, to which point Ms. Cuntcow says she doesn't care he better. So...my kid didn't, he went home with Mrs. K, like he was supposed to.

Now it's Friday, I'm still in massive pain, and we get the mail, and there is something from her in the mail. It's a notice that my son has "after school detention" on Tuesday for not going in after class. ummmm No, and not only No, but Ms. Cuntcow I will show you 5 ways to HELL NO!!!!!

So...Tuesday we call Mr. B (the principal) we go way above everyones head. And we explain what happened and Mr. B says. Oh Hell No!! That she never called me, and that is the rule, and that she did it on Thursday, which was a no no, so that my son would definatly not have detention. He called Kiddo in and asked him why he didn't get the work done. Kiddo told him that she sat him with the three kids that have been bullying him all year. Now this school is supposed to have a ZERO TOLLERANCE FOR BULLYING and so far, this teacher has made my son seem more like the one at fault than the three doing the bullying. So we are going to go to war again.

Now...we thought the detention thing was done. But last night Kiddo tells us that Mr. Muff Mangling Mini Meat (the detention teacher) told him he would have detention on Wednesday since he didn't show up on Tuesday. Kiddo told him about the talk with Mr. B and Mr Minimeat said he didn't care he better be in detention or get suspended.

SWEET CRISPY JEEBUS what is wrong with these fuckers??? Don't they know that I just got out of surgery. And when I am in pain I am mean. Now not just ornery mean, but make grown men cower for their lives and run for their mommies mean!!! And add pissed off to that mean and you have a nuclear explosion you don't wanna see.

Gigantor wouldn't let me go confront Ms. Cuntcow, and Mr. Minimeat (since he still had to drive me) (dam meds) So..he called Mr. B. Mr. B said WHAT??? and said he would fix it. Cuz Kiddo did not have detention and that was bull crap.

We go to pick kiddo up from school today, and guess what? That's right, he didn't come out of school. OMG I was so mad, I think I gave Gigantor 3rd degree burns with my eyes. We found him, and he took it upon himself to finish the work in art. Well he had to go for his backpack, and we said, okay hurry, we are waiting. Well...he didn't come out for a long time again.

He then comes out crying. Cuz another teacher stopped him because Mr. fucking pissing me off minimeat kept him on the detention sheet. At which point, I said. THAT IS MOTHER FUCKING IT!!!!!!!!!!! and I drove over to where Mr. B was standing, and I very politely introduced myself, and I very not politely ripped him a very new very big ass hole. At which point he was 1. appalled by what I said, and 2. so nice and apologetic that I almost felt bad for tearing him apart (I said, almost, what more do you want from me??) He guaranteed us that it would be completely straightened out that night and not to worry tomorrow. At which point I said, very quietly. "There better be nothing to worry about tomorrow, cuz you would hate to see me angry" At which point he did the very noticeable swallow, and said, I swear ma'am.


Hehehehehehe I love scaring grown men.

That's been my week so far. Gigantor and Kiddo leave for hunting on Friday and come home Monday night. I hope I can take care of everything, including myself while they are gone.

Have a good Thursday all!!!

Dizzy

Boy.. what a few days. hehehe I'm way dizzy, don't know if it's the meds or what. So..you get to hear me ramble. lmao

The surgery went okay, actually only took about an hour. But me trying to come out of the anesthesia and get my blood ox level up took quite a while. We headed home from Flag at about 2:30. I got pretty sick.

Normally it's a 2 1/2 hour drive. We didn't get home till after 6. It's okay, we made it.

I spent the first couple days just doped up and sleeping.

I haven't been able to open my mouth very far, or close it all the way, so chewing was out of the question.

The swelling is going down now, and I'm able to chew the softest of food right now. Hopefully it will be all back to normal when Kiddo and Gigantor leave for hunting on Friday.

Know what I miss eating most?? MEAT I am such a carnivor, and haven't had any meat since Wed. grrrrrrrrrr

Anywhooo I must got take more antibiotic (they have me on 4 pills a day, 500mil pills, that's alot) And rinse my mouth with warm salt water.

Have a good Monday all!!

post surgery update

hi all fica is doing good and home from the hospital.
will let you all know more tomorrow.

thank you for your concern
gigantor

Holy Crap

Well I called the dentist yesterday about that break. Guess what???

I have surgery scheduled for tomorrow. ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh

They are going to call me in just a few today, and do most the pre op over the phone. Then if I need any lab work I will have to go down early tomorrow. But surgery is scheduled for 10 in the morning tomorrow.

Now...I've been coughing all night, and either I'm having an allergy attack or I feel a cold coming on. I've been taking lots of dayquil, cuz I don't wanna have to postpone this surgery. I wanna get it done. He will give me antibiotics, so if it's something worse I should be able to kill two birds with one stone.

Anywhooo....wish me luck, pray for me, keep me in your thoughts. I'm gonna go under tomorrow. Not sure when I'll be back.

Have a good Wednesday all!!!

Tired

Well we are back. We have to take kiddo back to get a couple fillings. We made the appointment for when my pre op is. Hopefully it will all work out. But we have to pay almost 200 bucks for his fillings (the part the ins won't pay).

We did go get some books. All for Kiddo. We had a good lunch, and we went to petsmart, got the dog a couple sweaters, a new collar and leash, and a couple toys. Plus we did end up getting another parakeet.

She is a dusty blue and grey and white. We have no idea what to name her. We have gone through, tweety, and peri (for perwinkle, sorta her color) We don't know what to name her. hehehehe Give me ideas people!!!

Captain Daddy was a pain in the ass for most of the day. He was all grumpy and pissy for like the first 4 hours or so. Finally let me know why. And it was nothing that anybody, not even him could control, yet he decided to be an ass. And make the rest of us suffer. grrrrrrr He woke up with his blood sugar sort of high. He couldn't help that, and neither could we. But he did his silent treatment, then disgusted sigh thing every little while. For four fricken hours. He told me not to worry about anything on the trip, seeing as we didn't have money and he had a bunch. Well...thank god I took some money. I'm just saying. I hate grumpy old men, and I wish he would just stay far away from me if he is gonna be hating the world. Cuz I have enough issues without trying to deal with his.

Okay fuck, that was enough of a rant.


oh oh oh on a side note. On the way home, I was drinking a coffee, and I had a chocolate bar (cuz Gigantor was getting way tired driving, and I was way way tired, so I was trying to wake up to drive) anywhoo I broke more of that tooth. Now half of it is down under the gum line. I'm so freaked out to eat any more. And the fuckers can't get me in any earlier than Nov 8th. ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Okay...I'm gonna go gum some bread, hope not to break more of it.

Have a good Tuesday everyone.

Gone and Thanks

I'm posting tonight, because I'm going to be gone tomorrow. Kiddo has a dentist appointment in Flagstaff. We will be leaving at 7 in the morning. Get there between 9:30 and 10 and his appointment is at 10:30. We usually don't get done there till about noon or later. Then we will go to lunch, and to the used bookstore (Bookmans) and to Petsmart, and where ever else Captain Daddy wants to go. Then we will head home. We should be home by 8 at the latest.

Foxy is doing better today. She was not doing so good on Friday. I had to call the vet. She was shaking and panting, and almost looking like she was having a seizure. I called the vet, then started feeding her asprin every 4 hours. She didn't eat for two days. Today, she was all jumpy, and sitting up and ears up, and ate. So...much better.

We went to a bbq up at my uncles tonight. He made baby back ribs, and tater tots and corn, and we brought some baked beans. It was nice, my cousin was in town with her husband, and it was his birthday.

Now on to more important stuff. Since I won't be online tomorrow. I want to wish all my Canadian friends a very
HAPPY THANKSGIVING!!!!!!!!

I adore you all and hope you have a great one!!!!

Have a wonderful, thanksgiving Monday all!!!!

Foxy and Sonic

Well Foxy is doing good after her surgery. She is freezing though. I don't have a doggy sweater yet. Can't get one here, was waiting till I go to Flag on Monday. So...I keep putting blankets over her when she lays down. She's keeping her little ears flat against her head there. I think that's a touch of pain. I'm sure they will be standing up again soon.

Gigantor ended up working almost 13 hours yesterday. And since both me and Kiddo were dead tired we decided to just do Sonic for dinner. We got our new Sonic in town in June. Every single time we go there, they screw up the order. One month, hell even two of messing up, getting used to things...okay. But it's October people. Get how they did this.

First of all I always make a list, so he can just read it off.

Gigantor goes up and this is exactly what he orders.

1 number 1 meal with no veggies on it. Just cheese, mayo and mustard. With a large chili cheese fry and a med lemonade.

1 number 2 meal with everything, with sonic size chili cheese tots and a 44 oz Strawberry Limeade

1 number 6 with sonic size chili cheese fries and a 44 oz cherry coke.

This is what the girl repeated back.

I have 1 number 1 with no cheese and pickles only and a large cheese tot, and a med limeade

I have 1 number 2 with no cheese and no mustard, a large french fry and a 44 oz cherry lemonade

I have 1 number 6 with no cheese, a large chili cheese tot and a 44 oz diet Dr. Pepper.

Gigantor, into the intercom, says, HOW THE FUCK DOES THAT RESEMBLE A THING I JUST SAID??? At which point the little girl got all flustered, and said she repeated back exactly what he said.

Gigantor then gets out of the truck and storms into the sonic. Yelling at them, that either their intercoms don't work, which he doubts, or they all have their heads firmly up their ass. He then hands her the list, and says, now tell me how that resembles what you said?? She looks at it and goes. OooOoo I didn't understand. Well no fuck sweetheart.. So he leaves her the list.

She comes out twice, two fucking times to verify something on the list. People I wrote it just like he said it.

Then the meal comes out. Here is what we had. Because before giving them the money, we have learned to check the food.

We had

1 number one meal with no cheese and lettuce only, large cheese tots, and a med limeade

1 number 2 meal, with onions and lettuce only, a large chili cheese fry and a 44 oz cherry lemonade slushie.

and 1 number 6 meal, with a large chili cheese fry with jalepeno's and a 44 oz Diet Vanilla Coke.

Gigantor blows a gasket and demands the manager. Whom he then proceeds to rip apart. The manager goes in and gets the list, then Gigantor throws him the receipt. And the manager looks at them both and litteraly said. WHAT THE FUCK?? He went in, and in less than 10 minutes, we had the correct meal out. We also had the incorrect meal. Gigantor goes to pay (he took 40 dollars with him) it was 23 bucks and some change. Now count that people. Gigantor came back with 36 dollars even.

OMG this sonic is such dumb asses.

Okay I'm gonna go indulge myself and read you all. heheheheh

have a good Friday everyone!!!

I'm sorta gross I guess.

You Are 48% Gross

You're more than a little gross, but probably no more gross than the average person. Maybe it's time to drop some of those disgusting habits that could eventually embarrass you!

How Gross Are You?

Just thought I would get a 2nd opinion on how gross I was. hehehehehe

Took Foxy in today, she got fixed this morning. They called and said she did great, I can pick her up after 2:30.

Gigantor went into work at 3 this morning. It's almost noon and he's still not off. grrrrr Poor guy

I slept a total of about 2 hours last night.

Kiddo said he didn't fall asleep till 2:30 in the morning.

I'm guessing me and Kiddo are gonna be hard to live with today. ehheheheehe

Have a good Thursday all!!

Boring

Man I'm as boring as a wart. I have nothing today. Not a dam thing.

Kiddo is playing a game till I take him to school for late start.

Coffee is heating up.

Captain daddy is coming over for the next 3 days he said, so I won't get shit done.

Foxy is going in to get fixed tomorrow.

One of Gigantor's co workers quit last night, so that means 12 hour days, till the boss gets off his ass and hires someone else.

I've still be struggling to pull myself out of depression.

I just don't have any thing.

Like I said, I'm "wart" boring. hehehehe

Have a good Wednesday everyone.

I'm a Bonehead

Yup I'm a bonehead.

Yesterday I called and got the earliest appointment for my surgery. I don't go and have my pre op till Oct 29th. Then my surgery is Nov. 8th. I have to wait over a month, because the o.r. is booked. They were gonna do it at a little surgical center, but once reading about my other health issues. They are gonna do it at the hospital. I don't know if I should be relieved that they are being real safe. Or if I should be worried, that they are taking all these extra precautions.

Any how here is my boneheaded move. I got really tired yesterday. I think a bit from mental/emotional stress from my surgery. And my tooth was hurting some yesterday. So...I go up to get the Kiddo. I'm sitting in the parking lot at 3, and I'm falling asleep waiting for him. I keep nodding awake, and realize most the kids are out already. But...no kiddo.

Then it dawns on me. It's fricken Monday!!! I told him last week he could join computer club, which is on Mondays after school. ahhhhhhhh He isn't gonna be out till 4:30. DAMMIT!!! I didn't want to drive back up in an hour.

I barely made it home I was so tired. I came in and sat on the couch and fell asleep instantly. Luckily Gigantor got off of work at 4:15 so I made him go get Kiddo.

My tooth was bugging me so bad last night I actually took a pain pill. (I don't like to do that, they scare me. Just knowing how addicted my mom was, and how much she abused them) and the pain pill didn't make me drowsy per say, but it made me sick to my stomach. So...I went to bed. But I got hot, so I turned the cooler in the bedroom on. Froze out Gigantor. But the pain pill made me icky to my tummy, hot, and didn't take the pain away. Then this morning when I got up, I was real sick to my stomach and dizzy. It seems to have worn off now.

I called up the dentist begging for an earlier appointment, and that is when I found out the hospital can't do it till Nov. grrrrrrrrrrrrr

Okay, enough of me pratteling on.

Have a good Tuesday all!!!

My Boys are so Graceful

My weekend was busy. Full of avon order coming in, family bbq, delivering avon and books, going to stores, doing some cleaning, and bill paying, and putting up Halloween decorations.

But I do have to tell you all, my boys are so dam graceful, they make me bust a gut.

Kiddo and Gigantor went on a hike on Sunday morning. (they are getting ready for hunting, so they are hiking long ways, and carrying packs and guns to get used to it) They come home and the little rat dog is just stuck to Kiddo's leg. Sniffing up a storm. I go..gees son what did you kneel in?? He goes, nothing, I did no kneeling. I said, well you have something on your leg that has her interested. He says. Well I did fall on my face a few times.

He just says it matter of factly. Not like he was embarrassed, or it was a goofball thing to do. Just well, I fell a few times. lmaoooooo My son, the ballerina. hehehhee

Then Gigantor was getting my Halloween decorations out of the shed. He comes in and I ask "Where is the goblin house"

G--fuck if I know
M--It was with the other stuff

He grumbles and goes back out. He comes back in with another armload of decorations.

M--you still didn't bring in my goblin house
G--*grumbeling curse words* I don't know where the stupid thing is, it's not out there, I've searched the shed, you must have thrown it away.
M--*raising an eyebro*
G--You did right (in a more timid voice)
M--*pointing to the door*

He went out to look again. He is gone for like 10 minutes or so. He finally comes back in. He looks like he was caught in an explosion or something. His shirt is torn, he has cobwebs and dust on his head, he's red faced, and he's shaking. But..in his defense, he is carrying my goblin house.

I ask, what the hell happened to you. He only grumbled. It took me a couple hours to get it out of him.

Apparantly, he saw the goblin house, way off in a corner, behind some stuff. He reaches up, on one foot, on tip toe to reach it. Well his foot came out from under him, and he dived in the corner head first, with his feet up in the air, and his arms caught.

YEAH, HELL YEAH I was rolling on the floor laughing by now.

But apparently he had spent a good 5 minutes or more trying to kick out of that position (imagine him in a head stand doing the frog kick) (okay now that you can't stop laughing) And I guess he was hollering for one of us to help him. Yeah, well the shed is at the very back of the house, and Kiddo and I had t.v. turned way up watching something. I guess Dribbles was licking him the whole time he's doing the frantic frog kick. He finally knocked some stuff down, and got flipped over most the way to get out.

Yup....Graceful I tell ya.

Have a good Monday everyone!!!

Fuck Me and the Crooked Eared Donkey I Rode In On!!

BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEPPPPPPPPPPPPPPP
This is a warning from the emergency broadcast system. This is not a test. Warning---The following post will lack any "feel goody" kind of post, it will lack snark, it will not be up beat, and it most certainly will overflow with colorful language!!!

As you all know...I need to have that wisdom tooth taken out. I had a consultation with the oral surgeon yesterday. I had even made an appointment for the 3rd, to do the conscious sedation and get it out. HAAAAAAA as if life could be that easy.

The surgeon seemed very competent and compassionate. I liked him. I came ready. I was armed with my little leather marine corp notebook and pen (captain daddy got it for me) I was armed with Gigantor looking all menacing. I was armed with every question in the book, from intense medical questions, to little things of, what I would eat after words. I had the quote from the office that the fee would be 68 bucks and I refused to pay the 75 that his assistant said after it was done. I was prepared for anything I thought. HAAAAAAAAAAA as if.

I was not, not even, not a tiny bit prepared for what he told me. He can not do the conscious sedation. WHAT??? WHAT THE FUCK??? That's right, he can't. He can't because of me. He can't guarantee that he could sustain an airway, and that I wouldn't have major complications with all that's wrong with me. (I'M A FUCKING TRAIN WRECK I TELL YA)

He explained to me more about wisdom teeth, actually the bottom one's. About how after your 20's it gets more tricky to take them out. About how people over 32 actually shouldn't have them out. And after 40, it's down right dangerous. Because the bone and nerve has grown all around it. He said it looked like the roots were established in or very near my bone, and there could be some permanent nerve damage. That part of my face, lip or tongue could be numb forever. After armed with all that knowledge we got down to how we would take it out.

He could maybe, very small maybe do it with me awake. He can not do it with me under sedation because of the airway. With my age (high risk) with my other health issues (lymphadema, and blood pressure, and others), with my horrid gag reflex (he checked it), with my intense fear, with my weight (yes I'm a fat ass), and with all he has to do to get it out. He wants me at the hospital, and put all the way under and intibated.

He said to do it...he would have to go in and he has to cut my gums, and side of my mouth and pull everything back. (my tooth is in there horrid people) He would then have to take a little saw and cut the tooth in half. He would have to be extra extra careful taking the sides out, trying not to touch the root into the nerve (thus causing nerve damage) and pray that it already wasn't tied up in the nerve (thus guaranteeing nerve damage) And he would take it out, and have to stitch me up. He's hoping it could be an outpatient surgery, but the anesthesiologists would determine that, they might want to keep me for 12 or 24 hours.

Okay breath, in and out, nice and calm. I say, okay...well it needs done, so lets get it done.

STOP, DON'T YOU DARE THINK LIFE WILL WORK OUT THE WAY IT'S SUPPOSED TO. CUZ DAMMIT I MUST HAVE PISSED GOD OFF SOMEWAY, CUZ IT CAN'T BE EASY!!!!!

Here is the kicker. We don't think the insurance will cover it. His company is calling for pre authorization. I called them this morning. They said they cover 80% of extractions. And they will cover surgery, but only if you need quite a few teeth taken out. grrrrrrrrrrrr holy crispy jeebus!!! (thank you melody ann) They said the doc could turn in a narrative about why I need the surgery and they will consider it. And we could also just do it and submit it and if it's not covered we could appeal it. In all the MOTHER BUNNY HUMPING years I've had insurance I've never had them reverse a decision when you do an appeal.

I feel so screwed. I don't know what to do. I don't have the money myself. And it doesn't look like I can get anything done for a good month or more.

And here is the icing on the cake. I got a call from my aunt last night. My last living grandparent isn't doing good. She is in the hospital again, and the doctors said this looks like it will be it.

I swear that big cosmic turd is being dumped on us this year. Time to wipe and flush dammit!!!

Hope you all had a better day than I did. Have a good weekend.

Looking Back.

Man what happened to me?? I was looking back through alot of my old blog posts. (like from the beginning.) I was looking for a picture. But I got reading some of my old stuff. And I was like. Dammmm I used to interesting, and really dam funny. I was so full of snark it was over flowing.

As I read I realized when it changed too. Like right after my mom died. I dunno, but all the interesting, and snarky stuff must have just leaked right out of me. I need to find it again, I miss it. I think 2 years is time enough to be in the uninteresting dol drums.

On a few side notes.

It's still chilly again today. But I was smarter about the cooler, and I now have a sweater out next to me. hehehehe

Gigantor took kiddo to the circus last night. Not a big one, but we get a small one that comes through every year. We hadn't taken him for about 3 years (I had avoided it cuz it's so expensive) But all his friends would talk about it. So...I got a free ticket for him. But the adult tickets were like 24 bucks. Since we will be doing two trips out of town, and I have to pay for a big part of that surgery up front. I decided that just Gigantor take him, so we save a bit of the money.

adult ticket $24
plastic cup of soda $3
bag of popcorn $5
light up twirly scepter $10
Kiddo getting to ride an elephant PRICELESS

Now both him and I have ridden elephants before. I rode mine up in Salt Lake when I was 13.

Okay one last thing.

Why did I not get the memo?? When was the new law passed??

You know, the one that says---everyone who is going to operate a motor vehicle must first insert their head FIRMLY up their ass!!!!

Okay on that note, I'm gonna go obsess over my popcorn and coffee.

Have a good Wednesday everyone!!!

Can you See my Breath?

Holy frosted nipples batman!!! What the hell just happened??

Now I know I live in Arizona (HOT) But in this town I live in. It has two extremes. It's hot in the summer. Like nuclear hot. Up in the 100's. It's also very fricken cold in the winter. Like single digits sometimes.

But...It usually gradually goes in one direction or the other. Saturday and Sunday I was still running my cooler on high cool, both ceiling fans on high, and sometimes the window units on. Why?? because it was in it's 90's still. Well...got cold last night, thought I just had a chill cuz nobody else was complaining. I turned the cooler down to low vent. (first time it's been off high cool since April) So...wake up this morning to me and Kiddo shivering. It was 58 fricken degree's outside. Which means it was way under that during the night. We jumped 35 to 40 degree's in less than 24 hours. That's enough to send a thin blooded Arizona girl into hypothermia. ahhhhhhhhhh

I don't even know where my longer sleeve shirts are. Back of the closet collecting dust is my guess.

I am fricken freezing.

I'm gonna go drink coffee, and whimper about life lately. Sinus infection, broken tooth, broken truck, now I have a uti also, and my cell phone is broke. Whooohooo god thinks I'm special to pile all this attention on me. heheheh

Have a good Tuesday all.

Panic Attack Update

Okay I'm still feeling the nervous effects. I'm knowing that cuz sometimes I get thinking about it, and start crying. Just from the nerves.

I called the surgeons office today and I do have the consultation on Thursday the 27th, here in town. But I made an appointment to get it pulled, down in Flagstaff on the 3rd. That's the earliest they could get me in.

The dentist called me in some pain pills, cuz yeah I'm starting to feel it pretty bad now. My entire family has a huge huge huge tolerance for pain. So if it's almost dropping me to my knees. We can imagine how bad it is.

I'm still nervous. But after talking to my friend Roo...and to the receptionist at the surgeons office, and to my sissy who all have had the conscious sedation. (Well Roo is a nurse) They reassured me that I will not feel it. Cuz they can tell with my vitals if I am still awake or feeling it. I know it will be pretty bad pain for 5 days they said, and it may even make me sick to my stomach. But I am really looking forward to having the tooth out. I will take 5 days of bad pain if all this other pain will stop completely.

I've already called a friend to make sure Kiddo can stay with them over night and she take him to school and pick him up. Seeing as we will have to leave at 4 in the morning to get there in time.

I'm being extra careful to not eat anything sharp. Like taco shells, or chips, or the crunchy stuff on chicken, or even toast. Cuz all I need is a sharp chunk to stab down in that hole where the nerve is. I bet you all could hear me scream all the way at your houses. hehehehe

Thank you everyone. You will never know how much your reassurances have helped ease my fear. It really does help to hear people that have been through it, and it's fine.

Well hubby will be home soon. He is cooking dinner, so he is getting us baked chicken at the store. hehehee and some coleslaw and fruit salad. He said he would make dinner since he went out to pick up my pain pills.

Have a good weekend everyone. Remember I adore you!!!

Scared Shitless

Just a quick note. I'm scared shitless. I don't think any of you can understand the fear I have for dentists. I've never feared anything as bad, bugs are close. But I'm so scared of dentists.

With that broken tooth. I go in today. For a consultation, and hopefully he can pull it. It's a wisdom tooth, it's in sideways. It's been in since I was 18. They told me when I was 18 that the roots were in the nerve in my face. That I had a 50/50 chance of being paralyzed that side of my face if they pull it. So...I never had it pulled. Maybe it's not actually in that nerve, that was 18 years ago they checked it. I'm hoping he can pull it, but I'm so scared I'm sick.

I'm so scared my blood pressure is up, I'm sick to my stomach, and I've been crying. I don't cry when I'm scared or in pain. And I keep crying.

Please keep me in your thoughts. I'll try to be back if I haven't died from fear.

Happy Thursday.

Update: God was I manic in that post or what?? I went in today. It is a bad break, and a big caved out section, but a cavity right in that, and more and more of the cavity/nerve is getting exposed.

He didn't pull it.

Seeing how scared I was, seeing how that tooth is in completly sideways in the back of my mouth, seeing how bad my gag reflex was, and hearing about other health problems, and the fact that I was so nervous, my voice was shaking, I was crying, and I wouldn't let him near my mouth with more than a mirror. He said I needed to go to the oral surgeon. I needed to be put under to have it taken out.

I have a consultation next Thursday with one that comes to town. Then I have two choices. I can make an appointment and go down to Flagstaff and have him do it (which we are leaning towards) or I have to wait till October 30th when he comes back to town.

I just really really want it done.

He says it's a conscious sedation, that it's an i.v. with a little sedative and the nitrous. I now am so fricken scared that they won't give me enough. That I won't be able to say anything, but that I will be able to feel every single thing. I'm also scared that it's been starting to hurt a bit more, and it's making me very tired.

I hope I'm back tomorrow without feeling so sick to my stomach, and calmed down some.

Thanks all for sticking with me.

Windy Wednesday

Now that I'm most of the way better, the wind is blowing like crazy. Which should stir up all the crap in the air and give us all an allergy attack. grrrrrrrr

The window on my suburban. It wasn't just off track. It was the "gear box" inside the window motor. Napa had a motor for 49 bucks. But we had them order the gear box, which was only 9.98. We talked to a mechanic and glass guy that will replace it for a 12 pack of beer. hehehehe

Only downfall right now is I can't roll the window down (they got it up) So...it doesn't seem like a big deal, till I forget and pull up to the post office drop off box, or the bank drive thru, or a fast food joint. Then I hit the button and clickity click. then I curse, then I have to pull forward and open my door, like all the idiot dorks I make fun of. hehehehe

Well...I'm off to visit with Captain Daddy.

Have a good Wednesday everyone.

Bite me world

BITE ME WORLD. JUST BITE MY FAT, WHITE, HAIRY, HILL BILLY BUTT!!!!!

grrrrrrrrrrrr I'm so irritated. Not only do I not get better when I'm supposed to. But I break a tooth. That's right I broke a tooth. Thankfully it doesn't really hurt. But I have this horrid, awful, evil, fear of dentists, and I have a bad gag reflex, so I puke when I'm there. grrrrrrrr I got myself so worked up about them yesterday that is probably why I didn't feel so good.

Now on to the really great part. I mean we have had little things happening to us here and there. Just to prove that God hasn't forgot that we are one of his greatest sources of humor.

But....I drive over to Gigantor's truck this morning. He asked me to after I dropped kiddo off. So....I'm sitting behind him, and he gets out of his cab, and he had some breakfast. The sweetie knew how down and icky I was yesterday that he bought me some breakfast. *insert awwwwwww here*

So...I roll my window down, and it goes. CLUNK then click click click, and won't stop clicking. So I start beating on the window button. Now the mother bunny humping window won't roll up!!!! Just click click clicks. I need to wait for Gigantor to get off, to take it out to the shop and tear the flipping door apart. It's supposed to rain today. And!!! I don't live in the best neighborhood for crime. So.......I was cleaning out the dam thing when I got home, in hopes that nobody would steal anything. Of all things I went ahead and locked the doors. Cuz you know what??? There are stupid people out there, that even if the window is open, won't try to get in if they can't open the door. I'm hoping that is the case.

Anyhow, I guess it's my week to get the cosmic Turd shat upon us.

Hope you all are having a better Tuesday than me.

Not a dam thing

I haven't posted in a few days. That's cuz I have a big fat nothing. Nothing to say, nothing happening.

I can't believe I'm still fighting this stupid sinus infection. It's zapped all the liveliness and all the energy right out of me. Which leaves me with a big fat NOTHING.

Hope you all have a better Monday.

Taking Hump Day to Far

That stupid ass little rat dog. As you all know Foxy (new dog) is in heat. And this must be the week that she is REALLY hormonal.

My poor poor two older dogs. Foxy is walking up to both of them and turning her ass right in their faces. Then she will jump on Dribbles back and hump away. She will do her little dance on her hind feet till Buster puts his head down to see what she wants, then she grabs him around the ears and starts humping the poor dogs face. He will put his head up, in total shock, and she just hangs on for dear life, humping away.

She keeps grabbing Buster and Dribbles by the face. She hooks her little front legs behind their ears, and she just humps the tar out of their face. I've been doing nothing but yelling "FOXY STOP IT!" "FOXY QUIT!" "FOXY!! GET OFF OF THEM!!!"

Now get this. Yesterday Captain Daddy comes over for a while. And he sits down, and Foxy starts smelling all over his forearm. Then she grabs his wrist with her little front paws, and jumps on his arm and starts humping away. Daddy shakes her off, and tells her to quit. By the 5th or 6th time she did it, I was kinda yelling at her, and dad was doing this almost, "what the hell kind of giggle"

She keeps it up. So Daddy started lifting his arm up in the air as soon as she would grab his wrist. This little shit ass dog. She won't let go of his wrist. She is standing on her hind tipie toes, grabbed on to his wrist, doing the whole humpie movement. It started getting kinda funny after that. I kept asking Daddy what he had on his arm that was sending her into a tizzy. He had no clue.

Now this poor dog has chased down my other two dogs all morning. I would kick her ass outside to deal with her hormones. But the idiots in this neighborhood, don't "fix" their dogs, and I don't want one getting in the yard and getting her preggers. With my luck it would be a great dane with this poor little chihuahua thingie.

Captain Daddy is coming over today to do laundry. I may have to lock her in another room to save his poor arms.

Hope you all had a good hump day, and continue to have a great Thursday.

Stupid Blogger

Stupid blogger is not letting me get on anyone's blogs, and when I can get on, it messes with me and lets me type a nice long comment then says it can't post it. grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr

Well I was finally able to get a bit of sleep last night. I haven't been able to sleep, because I have been coughing at night so dang bad.

I have taken Nyquil, cough drops, cough syrup. Lots of it all to the point that I feel way doped up. Still I would cough in bad, choking fits all night.

Gigantor went to the store last night. Found this "12 hour cough suppressant" And got it for me. A name I never heard of. Delsym....it was 10 bucks for a little 3 oz bottle. You only take two teaspoons full every 12 hours (which I'm only doing it at night) This stuff is slightly yellow/orange tinged. Supposed to be orange flavored. It's as thick as molasses, it's sickening sweet, and it's gritty, like it has sand in it.

But....I slept all night and only coughed a couple times. whoooooooooooohoooooooooo

Anyhow gotta go pick the kid up from school. Hope you all have a good Wednesday.

Not Much

I have not much to say today. I'll talk more about my life tomorrow.

But for today if we all can just take a moment to sit and remember and pray, and think about all those who lost their lives on Sept 11th. To not forget what happened. We should never forget, or become passive about it. We should remember.

And in remembering, to also send a prayer up for all the soldiers (not just from America) that are fighting for the humanity of the world, fighting against terror. Today is one of the big reasons alot of them are fighting for.

God bless to everyone, make sure you tell people how much they mean to you, and hug your family and friends. You never know when it can be taken away from you.

Have a good Tuesday all.

Thought it would be a good day.....

I thought today would be a good day. I was feeling a bit better over the weekend. Then when I went to bed last night. Even though I drugged myself up. I couldn't stop coughing long enough to sleep. I think I got an hour and a half of sleep total.

A few years ago, I got my son a couple parakeets. He begged for them after our parrot died. He has a blue one named Sassy, she is older. And a green and yellow one named Flutter. He's always been a bonehead, but adorable.

I came in after dropping kiddo off at school. I say hi to all the animals, and I don't see Flutter. Then I see him standing in the bottom of the cage in a corner. Upon inspection, I find him dead. DEAD???!!!!

My son just admitted to me that he's been having a really tough week, thinking about my mom and Buck (dog we put down a few months back) He admitted he even went to the school counselor to talk about it. And now I have to tell him another one of his beloved pets is dead!!! I'm so... grrrrrrrrrrrrrrr right now.

Well on that upbeat note. I'm gonna leave and wish you all a much better Monday than mine is turning out to be. And it's not even 9 in the morning yet. sheeeshhh

All Tubbed Up

I'm still all tubbed up. And my head feels like it's pounding out a heavy metal beat. But I did venture out of my bedroom tonight.

Thank you all for all your good wishes. I've had lots of sinus infections. But either this one was alot worse than others, or I'm just to old for this shit.

I called a friend and she has taken Kiddo to school and picked him up for three days. I stayed in bed the entire time. I haven't eaten much of anything, because that gets in the way of me sleeping. I would hehehe here if I had the energy.

I'm thinking the antibiotics are slowly taking effect. I should be feeling alot better after this weekend.

I apologize for not keeping caught up on blogs, maybe I can catch up this weekend.

Have a good weekend everyone. Stay healthy.

I'm dying

No sleep last night
Woke up
Couldn't get out of bed
SINUS INFECTION
Friend took Kiddo to school
Gigantor got off work early
Took me to doctor
Almost passed out
Got antibiotics
Slept most of day
Didn't take regular meds (blood pressure)
Didn't drink enough
Feel major bad
Going back to bed after I eat, take medicine and drink
Praying for death or my head to explode.
Hope I'll be back after antibiotics work.

Blech

I think I'm getting sick. Got that burnie feeling in the back of my throat and sinuses. I feel like crud.

Hopefully I'll be back to better blogging tomorrow.

Have a good Tuesday everyone.

Being Fair to the boys.

Okay since all you boys played along with naming your boobies, I thought I would be fair.

I decided to do the Penis Name thingie mabober. And here it is. Have a go at it, see what your wang is called. hehehehe

Your Penis Name Is...

Beefy McManstick

Penis Name Generator

Have a good Sunday everyone!!!!

The band Teacher Lives

Well the band teacher is still alive. She gave us some dam spill about him not being at some meeting at a rental store, that we never knew about. And since he wasn't, she could only take the first 10 that wanted to do drums that showed up to that.

After my hell no, you will fix this shit, she changed her tune. She said if he really really wanted to do drums she would do 11. But on further talking with her and Kiddo. Kiddo said, that he would probably like to stick out playing tuba this year. Because actually both him and the teacher said he was very good at it.

I refused to rent one, and she said she had one that he could probably bring home and leave here for practice. Then have another one to play at school. She also said that some days after school he could come play on the "Drum Line". Our high school took a nationals award for their drum line, and now those students are going to go in after school and work with the middle schoolers. So...he has the option of doing the tuba and the drums, and that would be awesome if he learned and was good at two instruments.

My finger isn't flopping as bad at it was yesterday, but it is all swollen up. I'm sure if I typed for a long time today it would start flopping.

I don't have much else to post today, seeing as I need to get my ass out and deliver some avon, and then do some work around here.

I'm gonna leave you all with this fun little gem. Do it, it's funny!!! You guys too. I need to know your names.

Happy Saturday everyone!!!!

Your Boobies' Names Are...

Blouse bunnies

Boobie Name Generator

Flopping Fingers and Dead Band Teachers

Years ago I broke my finger. I broke my eff you finger on the left hand, first knuckle. Nobody believed I broke it, and I never went for x-rays. I let it heal, and it's crooked there now. Turns somewhat sideways with a lump on the side of the knuckle.

Years later I had x-rays of that hand, and was informed that some time ago I had broken my finger and it healed wrong. WELL DUHHHH!!! Idiots not believing me.

Anyhow....since I got a new printer, I started doing my typing again. For those of you that don't know. Our friend D, writes short stories. Fantasy stories. He's got an amazing mind. But he can not punctuate, spell, use correct grammer, be descriptive in a creative way. And every single word is written in all caps and all the words are smooshed together.

He wants to try and get these published. Now I'm not an amazing writer, but he wanted them cleaned up and done nicely. So...he pays me to read them, and type them out correctly.

I've been working my toosh off on getting some of these whipped out. (okay so I'm three pages from completing the 1st. And when I say three pages, I mean this guy writes front and back of the paper, uses every inch of it, and calls that one page)

But...back to my finger. I've been typing away, and my left eff you finger feels all floppy. Like it's not attached at that knuckle where it broke. It's the grossest dang feeling. And it makes me shudder when I type...Like right now.

Now on to the Dead Band Teacher.....I'm gonna kill her, that's why she's gonna be dead. Now..yes, this is Ms. Hotty Hot the Hot band teacher. But....she is messing with the wrong kid.

I think the school has gone crazy making it's school supply requests. And for band, my son wanted to play drums. So....Ms. Hotty told us what to go buy. BUY, NOT RENT!!! So..I went and bought the equipment.

First couple weeks of school, they let all the kids try out every single instrument. My son was actually able to try the tuba. And he said to his friend. "Hey I can actually play this, maybe I should switch to Tuba" I guess all Ms. Hotty heard was "Oh Ms.Hotty, since you don't have a Tuba player, I'm gonna dedicate my life to pleasing you and being one."

Kiddo told me he was contemplating changing to tuba. I told him to really think about it. He did, and said no he would rather play drums. I said good, because he already had all the equipment.

Kiddo informs me today that Ms. Hotty told him he could not play drums because she has to many percussionists. That he had to play Tuba. Ummmm NO not just NO but HELL NO. He said what he wanted to play, and I bought all the stuff you told me too, he is sure as shit gonna play the fucking drums!!! I haven't called her yet. Gigantor actually said he would call her first. Because I am that dam mad. And yes I would scare the shit out of little Ms. Hotty, seeing as she is only 22 or 23 and very tiny.

So....I will let you all know if I have to go up there and be the very mean mama bear. Because there might be police and ambulances called, cuz that's just how dam scary I am. hehehee

Have a good Friday everyone!!!!

Thanks and Updates

Big thank you for all the good wishes and vibes sent to my sister. She is doing good. Got to go home yesterday. Of course the rotweiller puppy seems that he needs to be on her foot all the time. She updated about the surgery on her blog, go check it out, and leave some smart ass comment. hehehehe

Know what irritates me??? The directions on a microwave popcorn bag. It says to only set it for 2 to 2 1/2 minutes on high. What bullshit. I set mine for 5 minutes, and turn it off any where between 4 and 5 minutes. It doesn't even start popping till 2 1/2 minutes. Stupid thing.

We got a couple movies in from Netflix last night. Seeing as Gigantor got off before 5, we actually watched them both. They were only an hour and a half each. We got Blades of Glory. Now that was one funny movie. And mind you, I HATE HATE HATE Will Ferrel. I have never EVER seen a movie I have liked him in. Until this one. I was very impressed, and laughed my ass off. We also watched one called Catch and Release. That was a very good chick flick. Although it did have some humor that Gigantor liked.

Okay since I'm so boring I can't even stand myself. I'm gonna go read all the blogs instead of boring you here. hehehehe

Have a good Thursday all!!!

Prayers

Please all, keep my sister Alekx in your prayers today. She is having surgery. I know it's only on her foot. But still, don't want anything to go wrong.

Is anybody else hungry today?? I keep eating, and it still feels like I haven't eaten for weeks. ugggghhhhhhh

I got the computer and printer, up and running good. So...I can start typing those stories again. I had sorta forgotten how bad this mans grammer, spelling, punctuation, descriptions were. It gives me a headache, concentrating that hard. To make the story seem at least like it makes some sense. I think the button on my keyboard I hate most is the quotation marks " " " " OMG it takes so long to type out conversations having to insert those all over the place. blahhhhhhhhh

Okay I know that was a stupid post. But I do have to go get started on the story I'm currently working on. And I need to find something else to eat, or I'm gonna die of starvations (YEAH RIGHT)

Have a good Wednesday everyone!!!

Ha Ha Ha so true

I thought this was fun.

You Are Catwoman

"Life's a bitch. Now so am I."

What Superheroine Are You?

Sometimes these quizes are pretty fun.

The stupid radio today. They tell us on the weather forecast yesterday, that it's 20% chance of rain. Hello....dumb asses, it was cloudy and rainy all fricken day. Then as I'm driving to school today. It's all sun shiny, not a cloud in site. And the radio comes on saying there is a 100% chance of rain today.

Gigantor's day off yesterday was productive. We got alot of stuff done that needed both of us to do. Paperwork/running errands crap.

I know I'm sorta boring today, that's why I did that quiz. I got so very sick to my stomach last night. I'm still sorta recuperating from that.

Hope you all have a good Tuesday!!!

HAPPY BIRTHDAY ALEKX!!

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO MY BESTEST (ONLIEST) SISTER IN THE WHOLE WIDE WORLD.

It's always nice to know that no matter how old I get, she will always be older than me. heheheheh

I don't have anything else today. Gigantor had the day off, we had a bunch of running around to do.

But wanted to say HAPPY BIRTHDAY to my sister Alekx!!!! Go give her a shout out over at Nitrogen Narcosis.

Happy Monday all!!!

Insert my Lame Ass Titles Here

I don't know what's wrong with me. But all my titles I've thought of lately are lame lame lame.

I am sitting here eating reduced fat Triscuits. Plain, nothing on them. Oh yeah baby, breakfast of champions.

As you may notice I changed my picture on my name. I put the seal up till it's cold out. I loved this hummingbird picture.

Last night as I got in bed. I pulled back the covers to find dried blood spots all over.

me--What the hell???
Gigantor---what??
M--I'm not bleeding, where did this come from
G--what is it??
M--It's blood stupid, on my sheets!!!
G--Are you bleeding somewhere??
M--Don't you ever listen to me bonehead??? I'm not bleeding....that I know of.

For the next 15 minutes a search insues. A search of me. Both of us searched all over me to make sure I wasn't wounded.

M---SON OF A BITCH, I KNOW WHAT THIS IS
G--What???
M--This is this little fucking rat dog!!!
G--Why would the dog get blood on your sheets??
M--Because she has a tunnel system that's longer and more intricate than Mexican drug dealers trying to get in the u.s.
G--But how could she be bleeding, she isn't injured
M--Do I have to say it??
G--say what?
M--DUMBASS
G--Why am I a dumbass
M--Think about it!! Why would a little dog that's not spayed bleed all over??
G--??????? (you know one of those looks)
M--She's in heat you dork!!!!
G--OH GOD HONEY, THAT'S SICK, THAT'S GROSS, DON'T SAY THAT OUT LOUD. Then he fricken vissably shuddered.

So...the rest of the night Gigantor wouldn't let rat dog up on his lap. The dork!!

Okay all, well I'm choking on my Triscuit. I think I might graduate up to Wheat Thins. I'm gonna go get more coffee, and be off to read you all.

Have a good Friday everyone!!!

Some Randomness Other Rambelings

This new dog, Foxy, she is a major dork. She has this entire tunnel system through the covers of my bed. It's very elaborate. she likes to get under the comforter but on top of the blanket at certain times, and completely under the sheets at others. I go in and find the little hole she has gotten into. Then it's a treasure hunt to find her. She tunnels all around. Sometimes tunnels up to be under the dam pillows. Dork...she fits right in. hehehhe

My son did bring his homework home. He did not bring his backpack however. Then he kept pissing and moaning that he had to much to carry. Know what kind of sympathy I gave him?? NONE!! HA HA cuz I'm just that mean.

Last night I had some pretty bad stomach cramps, so I ran into the bathroom. I told kiddo to go to his bathroom and get a very quick shower, because he stunk and it was past his bedtime. I kept saying "make it a quick one A QUICK ONE SON!!!" He screamed. "OKAY BUT DON'T FLUSH"

So...I sit there, on my throne, praying he will hurry up, because I have lost all feeling to my legs from the hips down. The phone rings and he carries it in for me. And the little snot nosed puss bucket hadn't even gotten undressed yet. 30 minutes, 30 BUNNY HUMPING MINUTES, I had sat back there, waiting for him to get out of the shower, to only find out he hadn't even gotten in.

So...I screamed at him, and said that he had to effing wait now till I was all up, and shit, cuz he was busted.

What does the little baboon butt do??? He runs right in, and starts his shower. What did I do?? HELL yeah I flushed the dam toilet right in the middle of his shower. Take that my little hellion!!!!! Don't mess with mama, she will burn you when you least expect it.

Gigantor on the other hand. Decided to smack me upside the back of the head. We were sorta snuggling on the couch, and he had his arm around me. I guess he fell asleep, and I guess he was dreaming. Cuz all of a sudden. WHAM right in the back of the head.

Yeah!!! That's right!!! I'm gonna go sharpen my fork, and get after some boys. hehehe

Have a good Thursday all!!

Oh on a side note. Wanna know something really funny this new dam dog does??? She feels it's her duty to stick her entire nose/snout in Gigantors belly button each night. She won't do it to anyone else. And it's most funny when she does it when he's asleep. I wonder what treasures she is looking for in there.

Sometimes I wonder

Sometimes I wonder about my son. I mean over the weekend, he came home and hadn't turned in any of his homework he was supposed to turn in on Thursday and Friday. So he got in big trouble.

Last night I got an e-mail from one of his teachers. He hadn't turned in his Mondays homework. I got to questioning him. He just last night brought home Mondays and "conveniently" left Tuesdays homework in his locker. I took him in early today, so he could go get it and get it done. He was in some big trouble.

Last night Big J's mom called me and asked if Kiddo was going to go to the dance. I said, "what dance?" I guess there was a back to school dance. I asked Kiddo why he didn't tell me about it. He said he didn't want to go. I said, why don't you want to go. He told me it was because he didn't have a tuxedo.

OMG I about bust a gut at that. We kept asking him if he wanted to go because Big J wanted to go. And his mom wanted them to hang out. My son totally copped the "I'm shy and unsure of myself" card.

So...he said he would skip this dance, and ask his friends what it was all about, and what they did at it. Then he would go to the next dance. I guess that is if he will even tell me when it is.

Well he better bring his homework home tonight. If you all hear on the news about some lady, murdering her son for not bringing home his homework, it might just be me. lol

Have a good Wednesday everyone.

Better and Tagged

I'm feeling a bit better today. Thank you all to all your words of advice on how to kill the boys. hehehehe

Now on to Important matters. hehehehe I got tagged by Flake to do this cute little thing. So..... here goes. Lets hope it works.


First Peculiar Aristocratic Title

My Peculiar Aristocratic Title is: Reverend Countess Burfica the Reticent of Fiddlers Green Get your Peculiar Aristocratic Title

Second Peculiar Aristocratic Title

My Peculiar Aristocratic Title is: Her Noble Excellency Burfica the Herbaceous of Westley Waterless Get your Peculiar Aristocratic Title

Now my Fortune Cookie

My Fortune Cookie told me: The greatest danger is all in your head. It is your IQ. Get a cookie from Miss Fortune

Okay I don't know if this one is good or bad. hehehehe You decide.

I tag Alekx, Cookie and Miranda. Sorta fun guys, play along.

Have a good Tuesday all!!!

Don't ya wish...

Warning!!! This is not one of my usual happy, upbeat posts. And normal broadcasting should return tomorrow.

Don't ya wish you could reach out and give your 11 year old son a big hug every once in a while. And by big hug I mean wrap your arm around their neck, make them turn funny shades of blue, and make the promise to knock THIER HAPPY HORSE SHIT OFF!!!!!

My husband was irritating me this weekend. When I say irritating, I mean pissing me the HELL OFF!!! He was irritating me so bad, that I wish you could SPANK adults. And when I say SPANK I mean beat him with a broom handle till he's groveling at my feet in a puddle of tears and swearing to never pull his HAPPY HORSE SHIT AGAIN!!!!

Yes....I'm cranky, and angry, and just plain feeling mean after my day yesterday, and morning this morning. I'm gonna go hype myself up on coffee, and bury the murderous rage I'm feeling toward my so called "soul mate" grrrrrrrrrrr

Hope you all have a good Monday!!

Wow a post on the weekend.

That's right, I'm posting on a weekend. hehehehe

We were busy little beavers today. Gigantor got up real early to let the dogs out and he was reading. Then he layed in bed reading and woke me up. In the good kind of way. *wink wink*

We had some breakfast and watched a show we recorded, then made some lists.

Delivered some avon, and went to the video store (I got a gift card for my birthday), rented three movies.

Went down to walmart and started digging through what was left of the school supplies. I swear to god, I needed 6 of the giant erasers, two scissors, 2 rulers, three ring binders, glue sticks, bottles of glue, 2 pencil sharpeners. All these classes want different stuff, and they want you to leave a bunch of your stuff in the class. To save him from carting a huge carrier around, or swapping out huge carriers I bought the cheapies of everything. So like 20 cents for glue things and rulers, and 50 cents for scissors. But....BUT!!! I forgot a flipping composition book, so I have to go back tomorrow and get one. DAMMIT!!!!

We came home and made some tuna fish salad, for a snack, and we put in one of the movies. TMNT (teenage mutant ninja turtles) the new one. Unfortunately, Gigantor and I feel asleep about 30 minutes in. Not cuz it was boring, cuz it was really good. But because, we got so dang hot and tired out and about. So...Kiddo after the movie went in his room and decided to shut the door so he wouldn't disturb us. That's all good, but both of us slept till almost 7. We usually eat dinner about 6 or 6:30. Poor Kiddo was really hungry.

So...we ran down to sonic for dinner, then put another movie in. Hannibal Rising, I really really like it. But I like all the Hannibal Lector movies. We also watched Number 23. That was pretty good. Sure had an outcome I didn't expect, but made it a pretty good movie. Neither of the movies were fast moving, but they were real good if you could stick with them.

Tomorrow, after going to get the stuff I forgot. I need to wrap my sisters presents up and get them sent to her for her birthday. Then I think we are going to watch two more movies Astronaut Farmer and Disturbia.

Hope you all are having a good weekend. May you stay cool, and find all the school supplies you need to. hehehe

Fricken Hot Friday

Yup it's hot. Really hot. Up in the 100's again. blahhhhhh

Got my nails done today. Blue tint with lots of glitter, and hot pink metallic butterflies and flowers. I know I know, who cares. I do dammit. hehehehe

E-mailed a couple of Kiddo's teachers to make sure we are all on the same page. (hey if they didn't want me to bug them, shouldn't have givin me their e-mail addy's) They both wrote me back and I feel more at ease with things.

Little Foxy did okay yesterday. She was rather nervous all day though. Took her to the vet to get her rabies shot, because niece has no idea when or if she ever had shots. So she got a check up. Vet says it's possible that she is Chihuahua and Pomeranian, but he said that most long hair Chihuahua's look just like her. So...who know's maybe she's all taco bell dog.

I know I'm not to exciting today, but I'm off to run a busy weekend. It always starts on Friday. Gigantor is getting off early, so we are gonna get gas, and get some food, and get the Kiddo and his friend Stretchy K. Then I have to deliver avon books, the order comes in do it up, pass it out. Then have to go get more fricken school supplies that all the teachers sent home a list of what he needs. And I have to get some groceries this weekend. Pay bills. blechhhhh

Hope you all have a good Friday and Weekend.

New Dogs

Yup, we got another dog. I know I said, that I only wanted two after Buck died. I fully intended on only have two from then on out.

Then the niece called. Her and her husband got an apartment (so they can move out of grandparents house) and the apartment doesn't allow animals. Her mother refuses to take her little dog. She called all around and finally begged us to take her. She wanted family or close friends to take her so that 1. she could see her once in a while, and 2. she would know how she was being taken care of.

We met Foxy a couple times. Even had her come down to see how she would do with the other dogs, and the cat.

Last night the niece brought her down for good. What a heck of a night. She cried alot, then calmed down. She's been chasing the cat, but just to get him to play. He's 9, and doesn't want to share the bed with her. He's all sorts of upset and refusing to speak to us now. heheheh

And...the little shit pooped on the floor. She better learn quick.

She is very friendly and cute though. She's a mix. Pomeranian and Taco Bell dog. How do you spell that?? Chihuahua???

I'm off to take the kid to school. I need to leave her out with the other two dogs. Pray that she can't find a little hole to squeeze out of in the yard. hehehe

Hope you all have a good poop on the floor free Thursday.

Settling In

I think Kiddo is gonna settle in nicely. I go up to the school, to park in the place we arranged for me to pick him up. Only to realized that EVERY FRICKEN SCHOOL EMPLOYEE PARKS ALL UP AND DOWN THAT STREET!!!! I had to park a block away in hopes that Kiddo was smart enough to find me.

He was....I seen him in the rear view mirror walking real slow. I was thinking Uht oh bad day. But come to find out he was only walking that slow because it was fricken hot out. Over 100 degree's again. All of Arizona has a heat advisory this entire week.

Anywhoo, he gets to the suburban and opens the door and first thing out of his mouth was. Mom my band teacher is HOT!!!! Later when I asked Gigantor about it, he says, Yeah she is very very Hot. hehehe

So...He said he had a great day, and was excited about today. Because today was a B day and he has Social Studies. And...His Social Studies teacher is not just HOT, she is MAJOR HOT!!!

Awwwww my baby is growing up. I guess I can be okay with him oogling the teachers.

Hope you all have a great Wednesday!!!

First Day of Middle School

Me-- You dressed yet?
Kiddo-- Not yet.
M-- Get on that and make sure you eat!
K-- I'm not hungry and my stomach is upset.
M--eat anyway!
K--Okay

Half hour before I take him, he goes down the check list of what he needs. He puts his back pack on and sits on the couch, quiet, and picking his lip. (he does that when he's upset or scared)

K-- Is it time to go yet?
M-- No 20 more minutes kid, just enjoy t.v. for a bit
2 minutes later
K--How about now?? Is it time yet?

This went on for the entire 20 minutes.

We get in the suburban, and I'm sorta drilling him about not forgetting his backpack and where to meet me after school.

He sits in silence, picking his lip.

I pull into the school parking lot.

K-- Do I get out here??
M--Wait for me to get up in the loading zone.
K-- NOW? Do I get out now??
M-- Wait a minute dangit, let me pull up there, see the cars are moving give me a sec to get up by the front.
K--HOW ABOUT NOW?? DO I GET OUT NOW????
His voice is raising into this shriek
M-- Gees son just wait a sec almost there
In a very loud, shrill, shriek, he screams
K--GOD MOM, TELL ME WHAT TO DO!!!! I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO DO!!!!!!!! YOU HAVE TO TELL ME!!!!!!!
M-- Holy shit son, calm down, just breath you will be fine.
K--(taking deep breaths) But I can't call you if something goes wrong, this entire school doesn't have a phone!!!!

At this I started snorking.

M--Of course it has phones son, in the office and each classroom I think. Your not in prison, just middle school.
K--(mumbling) feels like prison

We then see Big J, locking up his bike. Walking a few steps away then turning around walking back, looking lost. He looks as green as Kiddo. So we holler at him. BIG J,,,,,WAIT!!!!!

Kiddo jumps out. "Bye mom I love you see you after school"

Runs up to Big J, they talk for about three minutes, then get a very determined look (not confident but determined) and stride into the school together.

Yeah, I think he will be okay.

I on the other hand was a mess driving home. hehehehe

Have a good Tuesday everyone!!!

Hell of a Weekend

Wow, it was a hell of a weekend. The bbq was fun. We did have about 30 people there. We had hotdogs and hamburgers, a double batch of potato salad, beans, chips and dip, some weird thing that resembled guacamole that someone made, watermelon, booze, soda, and cake and cheesecake.

Captain Daddy got the makings for root beer floats, and got all us women tipsy. Root beer float=irish cream liquor and root beer. Good stuff!!!!

I've been eating potato salad for breakfast past couple days. That's one of my favorite breakfasts. But can't be that store bought stuff, has to be the good homemade stuff.

Kiddo and Gigantor went with my uncle out fishing yesterday morning. They were only going for large or small mouth bass, not the stripper. They caught about 6. Gigantor brought them home, so I think we are having some fish tonight for dinner. hehehehe

I'm all sorts of upset and nervous today though. Tomorrow Kiddo goes to middle school his first day. You all know how much I hate him going back to school. I will probably cry after I drop him off like I do every year. Him starting middle school seems hard on me this year. I think it's hard, because he is very nervous and upset about starting. I try to keep him calm and tell him it will all be good. I'm sure after the first week or two he will be okay.

He is most nervous about memorizing his locker number and combination. And they have to memorize a 9 digit student id number or they don't get lunch. If they don't punch it in, they don't eat. That's what they told me. I would like to see them try to keep food away from my hypoglycemic son. They won't know what hit them when I get through with them. grrrrrrrrrrrrr

Okay I'm gonna go spend the day with my kid.

Have a good Monday everyone!!!

Guess I'm random again.

I was getting out of the shower the other night and I sneezed. It was so weird. What an odd feeling. Wet sneezing.

Rodney Carrington is one of the funniest comedians. Not as funny as Bill Engval or Lisa Lampanelli, but he's close. hehehe

You must remind your 11 year old son to clean the lint trap every time he switches laundry, cuz if you don't. You end up with a basket ball sized thing of lint, that's just busting out of the dryer. ahhhhhhhh

Whip cream takes approximately 2 days to fully come out of your eyes.

I was cleaning the coffee pot, so just turned it off, put all the pieces parts in the dishwasher, and was moving the base to clean the counters behind it. The base slipped off the counter, I reached out to catch it and grabbed the still very hot, NUCLEAR HOT burner. Yup, ouch. lol

When you burn your fingers like that you do three things all at the same time. Cry, pee, and scream curse words you didn't know you knew.

When you scream those kind of curse words, your 11 year old becomes frightened.
We started out with a bbq for about 10 to 12 people tomorrow. We counted last night. We have 30 coming. I have 5 extra chairs. I'm chuckling thinking about how that is gonna work.

When you call your husband and are telling him he's a dork, and then say something embarrassing about yourself. You should always make sure he doesn't have it on speaker phone and all his co workers are around.

I'm making an extra big potato salad for tomorrow. So I need a good 12 to 18 eggs. The shells looked really flimsy so I boiled up about 29 eggs, expecting a bunch to break. Nope, not a one broke. hehehehe Egg farts, here we come.

When you get mad at your family and decide to emphasize the point by slamming the cupboard shut, you should make sure your head is completely out of the way first. heheheh

Okay I'm off to clean more and get some lunch.

Happy Friday all!!!

Birthday Aftermath

I had a happy birthday yesterday for the most part.

I went and got my hair cut around noon. Gigantor got off of work early and Captain Daddy came over. I opened a few pressies. Got a printer from Gigantor, some note pads and couple movies from Alekx, a dragon figurine from my friend, and Captain Daddy got me the movie 300, and a small pocket digital camera.

We went up to my Aunt and Uncles, and my aunt gave me some very nice Peridot (my birthstone) earrings.

We all went out to eat, had a great dinner. After dinner we were sitting at the restaurant. Cousins girlfriend had her birthday on the 7th. Uncle set up for the people at the restaurant to sing us both happy birthday, and bring out desert. Then, from behind, with no warning, PIE RIGHT IN THE FACE!!!! Both me and the girlfriend. It was sooooo funny, but the only bad thing was that I wasn't expecting it and I had my eyes wide open. PIE RIGHT IN THE EYES!!! Sting, ouchie, sting, ouchie. hehehehehe

After dinner we went back to my Aunts to visit for a bit.

Here is my only downside to the entire day. Gigantor got me a big drink, this gigantic margarita. Well...I don't drink tequila, not only do I hate the flavor, but it hates me, in a big way. So...he gets this drink, and I'm looking at him like "what the hell" And then he gives me a hard time the entire time that he bought it for me and I need to drink it. So...I sip on it. I also don't drink unless I'm eating cuz I get sick. But our food didn't come for an hour. And I sipped on this drink that hates my body and I hate the flavor. I finally tell Gigantor he has to drink it, I was done. Which made him very mad.

Which made me really yell at him later in the car. Did he think that my total dislike for hard liquor just vanished over night after 14 years?? He goes, well I had it made with Patrone, so it was smoother. I said, smooth doesn't change the taste or what it does to me later!!!

So...Yeah I was sick all night last night. Luckily I didn't throw up my dinner. But I was so sick to my stomach I couldn't take my medication last night. My legs hurt so bad, I could barely sleep, and it was just a miserable night. I told Gigantor he had to make it up to me and get me the peach-mango-green tea cooler I like.

Anyhow, have a good Thursday all!!!!

May you all be blessed with pie in the face. hehehehe

Birthday Smirthday

Okay okay it's my birthday. Canadian Flake decided to blab on her blog. hehehehehe

I'm not so sure how I feel about this birthday. I'm 36. Which means I'm closer to 40 than 30 and closer to 50 than 20. blech. Oh well. hehehehe

Gigantor is taking me, Captain Daddy, my aunt and uncle, their son and fiance (her birthday was yesterday) out to Fiesta Mexicana for dinner. whoooooooohoooooooo (Kiddo won't be going, seeing as it's his best friend, Big J's birthday also, so he will go to a pizza party) I have ordered a number of different dishes from fiesta before. But I always seem to go back to my all time favorite. Camarone's ala Fiesta. Which is bacon wrapped prawns (shrimp, the jumbo kind) They cook them up with a bunch of onions, mushrooms and peppers. All served with healthy portion of rice and beans and some very warm, yummie tortilla's. I always eat my shrimp then stuff all the veggies in the tortilla's like burrito's. hehehehe

On Saturday we are going to have one of our famous bbq's. Gigantor's family wasn't gonna be in town, so I thought it would be smaller, with just the aunt and uncle, cuz and fiance, us, Captain Daddy, and one family of friends. Gigantor got his sister, her boys, niece, her hubby, and 4 co workers and families to come besides all that I said. ahhhhhhhhhh heheheh It will be fun though.

Okay, I'm off to do something totally useless, then go get my hair cut this afternoon.

Have a good Wednesday everyone!!!

I'm Random Today

I don't have anything with structure running through my head today.

I had this nightmare that I told the hubby I was gonna file for divorce and he agreed. Now I don't wanna do that, cuz our relationship is going good. So...I called him up to tell him how much the dream upset me. And instead of the "It's okay honey I don't want a divorce, we are doing fine, I love you" He says "Well that was a pretty dumb ass dream, smarten up won't ya" Now I know he was trying to make light of the situation and be funny, but DUMB ASS BOYS!!!!

If another person of the male gender lets one of those dumb ass squeaky farts.. You know the one's that sound like either the dog got massively hurt, or your refrigerator just broke down. If they do it again, I'm super gluing some butt cheeks shut. DUMB ASS BOYS!!!

You know what I hate?? I hate finding big old chunks of yucky toenail on my spot on the couch. Why can't they trim them on their spot, then pick them up and throw them away. DUMB ASS BOYS!!!

Captain daddy just called having a major tantrum that he couldn't find the eye doctor in the phone book, he spent two hours looking and he's not in there. I pick up my phone book and he's right under the clinics name. Captain daddy said he looked in the yellow pages he wasn't there. I looked under eye doctor, said to see optical, looked under that, and it was right there. Now Captain Daddy is all pissed off, and upset. DUMB ASS BOYS!!!!!

Heyyyyyyyyyyy maybe there is structure to my thoughts today. hehehehe

On a side note, you know boys can be made happy by such simple things. Usually when I cook a roast we have leftovers the next day then it's gone. We got a little smaller roast this time, cuz I don't have a big freezer to keep it in. So...we had it last night, and there was just a little bit left.

I took the roast, cut it in bite size pieces, warmed it and the left over veggies, made a couple packets of gravy and boiled up a bag of egg noodles. Add it all together and stir, and you have an instant stroganoff kind of thing. I haven't made that in years, cuz never had the "little" amount of leftovers to do it with. Gigantor and kiddo were so happy. I guess I'll say it again DUMB ASS BUT ADORABLE BOYS!!!!

Have a good Tuesday everyone.

Stupid Dang School

School starts next Tuesday. ick, blech, yuck sick. I like him home. hehehe

What a busy ass weekend. I'm almost glad it's the week, but today was busy too.

Friday, Avon meeting, met new district manager, did up my avon order, went to one store. (all that after 6 that night)

Saturday--Delivered most the Avon, 2 stores gone to, cleaned out a section of cupboards (I have alot of the, and this set of 4 had been collecting junk for 10 years.). Got it down to almost nothing in them. Cleaned off a bakers rack that was collecting junk for about as long. Did a million loads of laundry and dishes, vacuumed, cleaned both bathrooms. Made a very late dinner and watched a movie.

Sunday--Stamped Avon books, got most of them handed out, cleaned the kitchen floor, paid bills, straightened all the shelves and tables in the house and dusted. Cleaned bird cage, gerbil cage, and got rid of the goldfish (a neighbor with a pond, they were HUGE). Did more dishes and cooked a roast.

Monday--Went to the chiropractor, did some more laundry, went through pictures back from 17 years ago to present, labeling the envelopes they were in. Went back up town and got Kiddo's schedule and had to have the school talk us through it. Something confusing about A and B days. Stupid dam schools. Finally came home to get on the puter, at least for a bit.

Hope you all had a more relaxing weekend.

I know I know, boring me. lol