Red cuz I'm angry today.
Why do 11 year old little boys have to turn into the mouthiest and biggest back talking brats????
Why do husbands have to egg on the boys, and then be just as mouthy and back talking????
I'm gonna kill the whole lot of them I tell ya.
Have a good start to your Monday all!!!!
Today had a couple, well a few mishaps. Got up and made a couple more pies. Made one of the salads. Realized Gigantor didn't get some stuff down I asked him repeatedly. Had to send Kiddo hiking up the counters into cupboards to get them.
Went to make the other salad, the poofoo. Now poofoo is a tub of whip cream, mixed with a box of cherry jello powder, then mixed with a tub of cottage cheese, then a can of pineapple chunks drained. Kiddo is helping me make it, and he tears open the cottage cheese and I YANK HIM AWAY RIGHT AS HE GOES TO DUMP IT!!!! There is all sorts of green shit in the cottage cheese. GREEN SHIIIIITTTTTT!!!! I got looking closer and Gigantor had gotten me cottage cheese with chives. ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
When your making the poofoo, the jello powder sets up, so you gotta get it all mixed in and in the fridge at a good pace. Yup it was all set up by the time I got the other cottage cheese. I was able to smooth it out and finish it up. But dam that was close. I don't think chives and cherry go together. hehehehe
Then Gigantor was either supposed to be off work, or take a break and help me get the turkey in. At 1. not 1:15 not 1:16 but at 1. That way at the very latest we would be eating at 6.
That man yelled at me. Oh yes and he paid dearly for that, and he got the bird in at 2.
At 5 this evening here is our conversation.
Me--is it done?
Gigantor--No
M--did you check?
G--yes the thingie isn't popped up
M--did you check the leg??
G--no!! the fucking thingie isn't popped up.
M--Don't fucking cuss at me, wiggle the fucking leg, see if it's fucking done, cuz the fucking poppie thingie might be fucking broke.
G--No I don't wanna, the red thingie isn't popped out.
at this time I get up grumbling that I will check the fucking leg. Some pushing insues, some more, get the hell out of my ways, some slamming of the oven, and an entire can of yam juice exploding on the floor, then massive laughing.
Me--Just check the bitches leg, what the hell is your problem??
He grumbles about how he's not gonna check the leg cuz the red poppie thingie isn't popped out yet, then he proceedes to open the oven every 5 flipping minutes to check it. Letting the heat out.
Me--shut that god dam oven, for piss sake are you a dumb ass by choice or birth??
G--Well I'm waiting
M--your letting the heat out, it's gonna take longer, it's already fricken 6!!!
M--take it out and put tin foil over it the thingie might pop up cuz sometimes they are broke or retarded.
G--god woman I'll check the fucking leg!!!
He opens the oven and wiggles the leg, and it's so done and so tender that the leg just comes off. Yup, slides right off, and meat starts falling off the bone.
Me--she you dip shit!!!! See!!!! I fucking told you!!!! We could be eating right now!!!! My father and son, and myself are all starving to death!!!!!
G--for god sake the thingie isn't popped out!!!!!
and he puts it back in the oven
ahhhhhhhhhhh
I take it out and throw tin foil over it, and we make the gravy. I take the tin foil off and scream.
TAAAAAA DAAAAAA IT'S POPPED IT'S FUCKING RED THINGIE!!!!!!
Yup that bird made us insane today. We didn't eat till almost 7 fricken thirty. But it was so good, and we all really obscenely stuffed ourselves. We hadn't done that at any of the other dinners, but this one we did. I'm gonna go waddle to bed I think, and try to fall asleep.
It's a good kind of miserable though.
Hope you all had a great Friday.
Well two dinners down, and two to go.
On Wednesday we went to my friends (the one that lost her dad) They did a big dinner. Couple things I wasn't used too. They had no cold side dishes (but I did take a carrot raisin salad), And the stuffing was way way wet, like you easterners do it. Us westerners make a rather dry stuffing. But it was still good. But no deviled eggs. What kind of holiday meal has no deviled eggs???
Tonight we went to my husbands, sisters, husbands parents house. pant pant, that was a mouth full. There was about 20 of us, from their family and my our side there. It was pretty nice though. Turkey, ham, stuffing, mashed taters, candied yams, rolls, fruit salad, deviled eggs, about 15 veggie trays, and then the pies. I made a pumpkin and a cream cheese pie. And they had a chocolate pie, coconut cream, apple and mincemeat. Plus they had tons of candies and fruit out everywhere. Now that is a family that knows how to cook for a crowd. Also they had plenty of drinks for everyone. I got to Gigantors families get togethers, and there is 20 to 30 people and no drinks. EVER. I've never had a function at my in laws where they have had drinks.
Tomorrow I am making a small turkey, small carrot raisin salad, small poofoo, small candied yams, some rolls, small plate of deviled eggs, and pies. Just for us and Captain Daddy. That way we have a few leftovers.
Saturday my aunt and uncle want us over, they will have my cousin and her husband, and my aunts parents and brother, and Captain Daddy. They asked me to bring mashed potatoes, and poofoo, so I will make big batches of those. I asked about candied yams and they weren't gonna have any, so I said I would bring some, and again, everyone forgot deviled eggs, so I will take a couple or three dozen of those.
All in all, it's been a great thanksgiving weekend so far. Haven't gotten to depressed about missing mom, and I thought it would be real bad with what happened last week.
And I have a that fricken sinus infection, and I had to take Kiddo to the doctor yesterday, he has one also. grrrrrrrrrr
I hope you all had an amazing thanksgiving.
Have a good Friday all!!!!
That's right, I'm sick. I started feeling a bit icky the day before the memorial, and by Sunday I was pretty sick. I went to the doctor this afternoon. Yup...another sinus infection. I got some heavy antibiotics. I hope it really starts kicking in by Wednesday.
The memorial went okay, I think it helped them to hear from some of his friends. I even got up and told a little story that I remembered. Everyone said I did a great job on the food. We didn't get home till about 1 or 2 and then I crashed on the couch till almost 6.
We have four fricken thanksgivings to do. hehehehe My friend really wants us to eat with them and really wants my dad there. So...they are doing there's on Wednesday. So...we are going over there. Thursday, we are having dinner with Gigantor's parents. (blech) Friday we are doing a small dinner here. And Saturday we are doing a dinner with my aunt and uncle. gahhhhhhhhh What a busy week again... I think I need more drugs. hehehehe
I'm gonna try and catch up with everyone soon.
I do have one thing to ask. I start making out my Christmas cards on Thanksgiving holiday. I have a few people's address. Like Jules, Flake, Cookie, Phoenix, Aza, Miranda....I would love to send you a card if you would like to lend your addy. I will send mine to whoever wants too. I will NOT give out your addy to anyone else, and I will NOT stalk you unless you ask really nice. hehehehe
If anyone would love a christmas card from little old (ha ha @ little) me, then please send your addy to my e-mail, I'll delete it as soon as I use it, and not send it to anyone else. addy is burfica@yahoo.com
I'm gonna go take some more drugs and go to bed. My head hurts. Hope you all have had an okay week, weekend, and good Monday.
Oh everyone, I can't thank you enough!!! I can't, your words were so kind and touching. I think we are in the home stretch of dealing with the funeral kind of stuff. Then it's going through his things, and legal matters, which I can't help with to much. I'll still be there for support though.
Wednesday was a living, walking nightmare. There was lots of crying, there was her talking about finding him, talking about it A LOT!! Then there came the major break down. She started screaming, and yelling she wanted to go home, she hated everyone that was making her stay, she hated the place, she hated her family. It's just an emotion she had to get out, she broke down hard after that, and all we could do was hold her. Her brother held her and cried with her. Then later her brother held on to me and cried and cried, and begged for strength.
I was so exhausted on Wed night, I didn't know how I would make it. But Thursday I got back over there, and was with them when they met with the minister. They needed mine and D (yup our friend D, he is their friend also) to be a presence. They decided on a memorial time. Saturday at 10 in the morning.
Today, she sounded tons better. I didn't go over till the afternoon, they wanted to rest in the morning. Good thing too, the neighbor lady brought her cleaning lady over and they attacked the house. (her dad had it in such a major mess, and she felt so over whelmed)
I picked up her 5 year old, and took off with him. (they had to meet with the lawyer about the will) We went and got Gigantor, picked up Kiddo, went and got milkshakes and tater tots, went to the post office, then went to the grocery store. I got a couple very masculine looking set of flowers. I got daisy's that are a brownish orange in the middle and yellow on the outsides of the petals, and I got some mums that are yellow in the middle and brownish orange on the outsides. I'm gonna put them up by the food tables.
Found out that she wanted a luncheon. Pastor only wanted to have deserts. I was determined to make her happy. I took charge of the food. I put the word out for food, I bought stuff for 5 dishes. Yup I said 5. gaaaahhhh
I have little smokies (smoked cocktail sausages.) in the crock pot covered in bbq sauce, a pasta salad, that has the multi colored pasta cork screws, with onion, olive and red pepper and ham (usually it's cheese, but she's lactose intolerant) so ham and a raspberry vinagrette. I also have two platters full of a variety of cookies, and two platters full of some fruit, slicked oranges, honeydew, pineapple, and grapes, and two trays with crackers on them, and one big tray with cheese and meat. We also got the local water guy to donate two big 5 gallon bottles and a table top dispenser, and we got a drink dispenser, and some punch concentrate.
I took her little one back and went and picked up paper plates, cups, napkins. D came over and started helping me with food stuff, as I was cutting up, he was putting foil on about every disposable platter and cookie sheet I own. Gigantor still wasn't home from work. We scarffed some sandwiches down. When gigantor got here, I had finished cutting everything for the pasta salad, and I had started arranging the crackers on the platters. I arranged the cookies. D was on covering duty. We cut up the fruit, and mixed the pasta salad.
Finally 11 at night we are done with that, and Kiddo is tucked in bed. Gigantor just now headed to the store to get the flatwear we need and the punch concentrate. He then has to load all the non perishables in the suburban. Water, dispensers, extension cords, duct tape, scissors, all sorts of stuff. Because Gigantor has to work tomorrow morning, he goes in about 5 and hope he is gonna get off by 9. D is gonna come over about 8 and help me finish loading up. We are leaving here 8:30 gonna be up to the church by 9 to set up tables and food.
I am so fricken tired, but I wouldn't be anywhere else but helping my friend. Once you are my friend, you are stuck with me. hehehehe so feel warned people.
OOO update, Gigantor called from the store, they have no concentrate for punch. I'm gonna have to pack gallon jugs of juice. I think I will add some lemon lime soda, that would taste good.
Okay well it's gonna be between midnight and 1 before I can get in bed, and I need to get up by 7 at the very latest so I can put on some nice clothes and makeup.
I hope you all have a good weekend, and please continue to keep that family in your prayers, it's still gonna be real hard, especially tomorrow.
I might not be on blogs for a while. I won't be able to read or post.
I got a call this morning from one of my old school best friends. Well her husband called. Her and I are still friends. She was in town taking care of her father after he had a shunt put in. He is a sick man, kidney failure, high blood pressure, diabetes, and now the shunt put in.
Well her husband called me to tell me that her father shot and killed himself last night.
Apparently my friend and her 2 year old were still here taking care of him. Her husband and 5 year old had gone back home to get back to school (he's a teacher) And she couldn't find her dad yesterday afternoon. She had the entire neighborhood out looking for him.
Finally about 6 last night, she called the police. They came and said, well lets search the back yard again. (thinking maybe he fell and knocked himself unconscious where they couldn't see) So they are going through the back yard. And my friend goes--That garden shed shouldn't be open, I locked it. And before the officer could get there, she had stepped over and opened it up. With her 2 year old in her arms.
And her father was in there.
I spent the entire day over there. I had Gigantor clean up the shed. The police said the family had to do it. Gigantor was on the fire dept and an E.M.T. for years, that was his job. So...I had him go take care of it.
We got home late tonight, and I am thinking I will be up there each day. Making sure if they need anything, helping where I can. Making sure her and the kids eat. Her husband and her brother have been running all over taking care of things, so someone needs to take care of her.
I hope to be back soon, with more gooder news.
Please keep her and her brother in your prayers. They are not doing good at all, they are really in a bad place emotionally right now.
Thank you everyone, you all are great.
Remember the charity dinner I went to, and won all that shit??? Well I guess my good luck is holding.
My sister in law held a candle party last night. I went of course. Her and my niece had given me a 20 dollar gift certificate back on my birthday. So...I wanted to use that. The candles are a bit expensive, but OMG they smell soooo good.
It's called Gold Canyon candles. They are a company here from Arizona. Last few candles I got, I burned them down till the wicks disappeared, then I put them on a candle warmer thing. And got another 3 to 6 weeks worth of scent out of that tiny bit of wax. So...i think I got my moneys worth.
Now they had this cute door prize for whoever spent the most at the party. Some of they ladies there I recognized, and they had/have lots of money. I guess they only got one candle a piece or something, maybe two. Cuz they told me I spent the most.
I said, well use my total after you take the 20 off, so it's fair, and they said I still spent the most. hahahaha I only spent 30 bucks after the 20 was off, but ordered me 4 candles. whooohooo
So...I got this really cute snowman thing. Then I told them I would hold a party also. So I got a little bag, and it had a reindeer thing in it. And I collect reindeer. whooohooooo lol
The big highlight of the evening. Is how stupid and insensitive my brother in law can be. He does taxidermy. That's making the deer heads and stuffed dead animals people. So...instead of waiting till all the ladies leave. He proceeds to start boiling heads. They have to boil them to get all the flesh and meat and stuff off of the skulls, so he can work with them.
So...yeah that was a great smell to walk through to get to our cars. Smelled just like the slaughter house I took a tour of when I was in 4-H when I was a kid.
Anyhow that was my exciting Monday. I would love that kind of luck with lottery tickets. hehehehe
Hope you all had a good Monday, and continue to have a good Tuesday everyone!!!
I just wanted to say GOD BLESS OUR VETERAN!!!!!! each and every one of them.
Yes my husband, father, and grandfathers are all veterans. So....maybe I'm a bit more passionate than some about this day.
I just want us all to think about them enlisting and even fighting for our country, our freedoms. For others that are being highly abused. It takes a special someone, and they all deserve our thanks, love and respect.
GOD BLESS YOU VETERANS, AND CURRENT MILITARY PERSONNEL. ALL MY THANKS AND LOVE GO TO YOU!!!!
I'm wondering where exactly my Saturday went.
Yesterday I pick Kiddo up from school. Skinny K was gonna come over and play. They informed, not asked me that his birthday is Monday so he was staying the night. I would have gotten mad at them informing me. But Kiddo had asked him and he had already asked his mom. Who didn't know that I didn't know about it.
So...I bring him home. Now these two boys together are so dam hyper, like the cartoons of Daffy duck, when he would pogo stick around doing the whoohoo whoohoo whooohooo thing.
They were hyper and driving me nuts. I hadn't yelled that much in a very long time. So...I load them both up at about 6:30 and we go get Skinny K's clothes and sleeping bag, then we drove on down to Sonic and got some dinner.
We came home and ate, and they got a bit better. I was going to let them stay up till 10 or so, being the weekend. I was out here working on the computer and at about 9:20 Kiddo sneaks into the bathroom and puts on his lounge pants. Then they announce that they are going to bed.
Well I had to stay up and make sure I got the dogs out one more time. I let them back in about midnight, and the cat darts in. I try to get him out, and he keeps hiding from me. So I threatened that if he asked to go out before morning I would kill him.
Yup...between Kiddo sleep walking, and the fricken cat and the dogs, I didn't get all the way in bed and asleep till about 3 in the morning.
This morning when the boys got up I threatened them with death if they weren't quiet, cuz I needed some sleep. They played Risk in the living room, then they went out and played on the trampoline. Skinny K's mom called to say they would be over to pick him up. I hadn't even gotten my ass out of bed. It was only 9 so not so bad.
I got dressed, Kiddo and I ate some lunch, and watched Extreme Makeover home edition, and then I had to do my avon that came in night before. I just now got a break, and it's almost 4 in the afternoon. ahhhhhhh
We will see what happens tomorrow. If it's any quieter, or laid back.
Hope you all had a great Saturday.
Dang it is chilly this morning. I'm used to Gigantor getting up at 4 in the morning and turning the heat up. So it's not warm, but chill is cut out of the air when we get up. But we had to do it this morning. hehehehe
He did get out of here okay yesterday. He did forget to help me with one thing, and he didn't get the hand gun out for me. I'm gonna have to see if I can hike over his pile of junk to the gun cabinet and get it. He also forgot his hiking boots. Moron. lol He wanted to go buy the store and buy a whole nother pair.
I was irritated. His one pair is brand new. Not my fault he forgot them. I don't have money to go around blowing on his dam shoe habit (he's worse than a dam woman) He has like work boots, hiking boots, tennis shoes, taekwon do shoes, workout shoes, three pairs of cowboy boots, and two pairs of slippers. I have one pair of shoes I wear, (can't wear fancy sandals anymore with my leg issues) and I have two pair of slippers. That's it.
So he was mad I wouldn't let him buy a new pair. I told him to suffer with his tennies. He did call me later and apologize. Lucky for him. hehehe
I don't have much else to really gab about today, so I'm gonna leave you with a fun little thing.
Let me know what planet you are.
Have a good Friday everyone!!!
You Are From Jupiter
You are exuberantly curious - and you love to explore newness.
Enthusiastic and optimistic, you get a kick out of stimulating intellectual discussions.
Foreign cultures and languages fascinate you. You love the outdoors, animals, and freedom.
Chances are you tend to exaggerate, so try to keep a lid on that.
If you do, you'll continue to be known for your confidence, generosity, and sense of justice.
Gigantor is the pimple on my ass. Yup still being useless, and now irritating. He is leaving for 4 more days of hunting this afternoon. I've been on his case since this weekend to get all his shit done, so he could just leave once he got off work.
Well the dumb ass has to come home and finish up shit.
All weekend, I was on his ass, and he kept going "I know, I know, I got time, get off my back"
So...I did.
Monday I got on his case to do a couple things after work, and get some of his stuff ready.
He stayed late to work, said he was goofing off with the guys. Then he went to his mothers. Yup, nothing done on Monday.
Tuesday he got off work at 1:30. I told him to get his ass home so we could get the stuff done. He said he was gonna check one little thing on his truck and be home. He walked in the door at 6:30. I tried to send him to walmart. Our shower head broke, so we have been taking baths for a couple days. I told him I wanted a new one before he left. He opted to fall asleep on the couch and yell at me each time I woke him up on Tuesday.
Now..see...I don't need him to do a lot for me. Get the shower head, and fill the giant dog feeder, and waterer (to heavy for me) and to get some other things down (to high up) So...I can take care of his daily chores while he's gone. That's it, that's all I need. I couldn't get him to do it since the weekend.
Well Tues I did put some laundry in. But I'm not going to go try to get all his hunting stuff together. I mean he had most the stuff from last time together, just needed to gather his clothes, bedding, freeze some water bottles and get his gun and cold stuff together.
He could have had everything but the ice chest and gun loaded up or, arranged to load up, he could have done it this past weekend. Instead my wonderful husband waited to start at 11 o'clock last night.
He's done none of what I asked him to do. And he knows he's not allowed to leave till he gets the heavy stuff out, and high stuff down. He did go to the store and fix the shower head at 11:30 last night.
I notice he got some of his stuff out this morning. But instead of organized I have this giant pile on my love seat. A pile of sleeping bag, blankets, hunting clothes, coats, binoculars, flashlights, knife, axe, belt, gps unit, and a map right on the top of this unorganized pile.
Man...some men. Don't know what to do with them, but love them, and shake your head at how boneheaded they can be.
He wanted to leave at about noon. I bet you money he won't get out of here till 3 or later, cuz he didn't do his shit.
Oh well...wish me luck alone with the kiddo for 4 days. hehehehe
We are gonna have some pizza tonight and watch movies on the weekend.
Have a good Thursday everyone!!
Yesterday my last living grandparent passed away.
She was in her 80's. She had had Alzheimer's for the past 12 plus years. It had gotten so bad, that she couldn't swallow anymore. And she couldn't walk, or speak, and didn't know anyone really anymore.
She was my mothers step mom. I was lucky I had 6 grandparents. My fathers parents (his dad died 7 years before I was born). And two sets on my mom's side. Her mother and step father, and her father and step mother. I was always treated like their grandchild. Never a "step" So they were always my grandparents.
My Grandma was a hard person to know and to love at first. She was a somewhat "mean" lady. As I am an adult and look back on it. I would bet a 100 bucks she was bi polar, to say the least.
Grandma had these chihuahua's, 3 of the bastards. And they all were so fat, they just sorta rolled. Well her lovely babies would bite you every time you came around. Then grandma would yell at you for making her dogs bite you. Grandma, would never let us help her cook, and god forbid if you spilled anything on her table cloth. She also wouldn't let you watch t.v. Must have been why I spent most of my time at my aunts house which was right next door.
She did teach us about plants, that woman could grow almost anything. And we could go help her pick fruit in the back. She did jelly's and jams, and canning like nobody's business. Her stuff was the best.
As we got older, that's when you could tell that in her own way she loved us. I don't think she really knew what to do with younger children. And when they moved away, back to Tennessee. That's when her soul seemed to settle down and she became someone you wanted to love, and who loved you back.
I remember when Alekx and I were younger, single, and living together in southern Arizona. I would call grandma about every 6 months and ask for a care package. What I really wanted was "grandma jelly". Gosh did we love those care packages.
She would send some jelly's and jams, and canned stuff. Captain daddy always got the canned or pickled cauliflower and okra. (seeing as Alekx and I were like ewwwwwwww) What?? we were young. hehehehe And we didn't have an appreciation for homemade dill relish yet, so he got that too.
But grandma would also send little (sorta weird) things in the care packages. She would send soap and shampoo, just to make sure we washed. hahahaha She would send boxes of rice. She sent stationary once and put a note on it saying now we had no excuse not to write her. She even sent stamps. I remember she sent a pack of paper napkins. You know the 1.89 one's you get at the store. Her explanation was. Good girls and ladies use napkins not paper towels. Paper towels are for cleaning, napkins are for eating. hahahaha I use both for both. She was a hoot sometimes, when she never tried to be.
I didn't have the best relationship with my grandmother. She was a very hard person to know, accept and love. But I did love her never the less. I am not sad so much of her passing. I am actually very happy. Happy that she gets to go be with the love of her life, my grandfather, and to go be with my mother, and all the others that she loved and loved her. I'm happy she isn't suffering here on earth anymore. She is now free...
Rest in Peace grandma, you were loved, and always will be.
May you all have a blessed Wednesday today. Hug the one's you love.
Oh man Gigantor is so useless this week. He's as useless as back hair. He is going hunting again this weekend. Leaving Thursday, back on Sunday night. But he is just fricken useless when he's planning on going and doing something. grrrrrrrr
His fricken aunt. oh my god. This woman has said maybe two words to us since we have been married. And I have never had her address let alone e-mail address. How she got our e-mail address I will never know. But she sends us this massive nasty e-mail about how we never e-mail or talk to her. grrrrrrrrrrrr
Why do people tell you to call them, yet they won't answer their phone, and they won't return their messages? Then next time you see them they are upset you haven't called them. grrrrrrrrrrrrrr
How come my little rat dog will cower every time she is in a spot you need her to move out of? She won't move, she just cowers till you bend down and pick her up and move her. But when you start to pick her up, she pisses all over the dam place. Weather it be the floor, couch or your mother bunny humping bed!!!! grrrrrrrrrrrrrr
Why oh why do you seem to get hit with all sorts of new and unexpected bills right before Christmas?? grrrrrrrrrrrrr
Get this. I was talking to my friend Cookie Monster. And apparently African American month is not racist, and Native American month is not racist, but veterans collecting money and giving out red poppy's is being considered as Racist. What in the fuckity fuck of all buckets of fuck is that all about???? Those mother cock sucking fuckers. grrrrrrrrrrrr
Can you all tell I'm very passionate about veterans???
Well I am.
Why does my stupid ass MSN messenger keep locking up or shutting off every half hour or so?? Can MSN not pull their heads out of their ass enough to fix it?? grrrrrrrrrrrr
How come I can't hold on to things today. Reached in the refrigerator to move the left over meat loaf so I could get some eggs. Dropped the container of meat loaf, it fell on the floor, spilling meat loaf all over the dog hair covered floor. I get that cleaned up and reach for my eggs, only to drop the carton and have them break. grrrrrrrrrrrrr
Okay on that note, I'm gonna go. I'm gonna go and rant in my head and to anyone who will listen about the crap about the veterans. My dad and husband are veterans, and that just ticks me off.
Okay leaving before I end up doing a multi page rant.
Have a good Tuesday everyone!!!
It was a busy, yet somewhat fun weekend. Gigantor, Kiddo and Captain Daddy went out shooting on Saturday morning. They said they would be home before noon so we could have lunch and go to the craft fair. They didn't get home till 2. Then I had to feed the kid. So...I missed the craft fair.
Captain Daddy said it would be to cold to go to the street fair and balloon glow. So we went, then after he called and was mad, cuz he had changed his mind, but didn't call me soon enough. Oh well...stupid men.
We went, and the street fair was rather weak. Had less than half of the booths it had last year. But as always the balloon glow was AMAZING!!! Gigantor and Kiddo went and helped set one balloon up, then walked up and down the street, collecting the trading cards from the pilot. Before the glow we got some food. Gigantor and I got Big Johns Texas BBQ He smokes beef briskets then sells sandwiches. Kiddo got a chili dog bowl. It was bowl of chili with hot dogs in it, and cheese and crunched chips on top. After the glow we got a big bag of kettle corn and a cotton candy for kiddo.
Sunday, Gigantor went and helped Captain Daddy get insulation tape stuff on his water hose. (travel trailer remember, water hose is his trailers water supply) Then he came home and we took down all our halloween decorations and put up Thanksgiving one's. I don't have alot but they are fun.
We straightened up the house and did the floors, and daddy came down and we watched some movies. Then tried a new recipe. It wasn't bad, but I already know what I will do different. The recipe was a BBQ meatloaf, and it called for three tablespoons of vinegar. That was way to much vinegar, cuz that's all you could taste. Next time I think I'm gonna leave it out.
Well, I'm off, I wanna read blogs, but I also have some ordering for christmas to do.
Have a good Monday all!!!!
Wow, I am sorry I didn't post yesterday. I think I had a touch (small touch) of food poisoning. Guess where I think I got it from??? hmmmm my mother in laws. uggghhhhh
We went trick or treating, and Kiddo got a haul man. He had a big pillow case as his candy bag, and the thing was half full.
We went over to the inlaws after they said they would have cup cakes and veggie tray and stuff.
She only had the cupcakes so far. And we were the only one's to show up. We had Kiddo's friend skinnyK with us. So...she said she would heat up the leftover beans. And we all had a bowl of beans.
If I had thought about it, I would have remembered that she had invited us over Monday night for leftover beans. I think they were about a week left over. Probably coming in and out of the fridge as they got what they wanted.
Anyhow, I woke up with the worst stomach pain, and was on the throne a big part of the morning. Almost puked a couple times taking Kiddo to school. His stomach was bad for a while in the morning, but he ate very little of them.
I came home and went back to bed. Only up for bathroom visits. My stomach was still sore last night, but I seem to be doing good now.
Oh oh on a side note. I get the camera's out for Gigantor to take some pictures of Kiddo in his costume so I can put it on the blog. I kept on and kept on to him to get some good close up one's. Not the one's where he's three houses away, and Gigantors across the street.
He gave me the camera's after a bit and told me he got a bunch of photo's. I went to download them so I could post them.
I HAVE 4 PHOTO'S!!!! 4 mother bunny humping photo's and only maybe is one close enough, but I have to turn it and crop it and shit. grrrrrrrr That man!!!
Okay that's about all I got in me today.
Going to a craft fair called Christmas in November tomorrow (always a huge thing here each year) And going to the street fair and balloon regatta tomorrow afternoon/night. They do the glow along main street. I'll post about that later. Hope it's not near the flop that Pumpkin Festival was this year.
Have a good Friday everyone!!!!
You all will not believe what happened to me yesterday. I was laughing so hard I might have snot bubbled. Captain Daddy was laughing so hard he almost piddled.
Captain Daddy and I were sitting at the kitchen table drinking some coffee and talking. He was copying down his schedule for me. Well I picked up this perfume sample I wanted to try. Now not the kind you rub on. This one was called a "liqui touch" It's a little bubble looks about as big as an m&m and it's in foil like the Dayquil pills come in. Well it had instructions to bend at the perforation and it would open a tiny hole and you could get the perfume out.
I'm staring at it intently. Probably a bit to close. And I bend the little thing down with a pop. And at that moment perfume comes rocketing out of there like a fricken bullet. My head jerks back, almost giving me whiplash. Captain Daddy jumps and yells "What the hell?" At which point my hand slams over my eye and I start screaming. My Eyeeeeee MY EYEEEEEEEEEE Then we both got laughing so hard it took quite a while to calm down.
That perfume went right in my dam eye. I washed it our right away, but it turned a purpelish red inside my eye, and it burned so dam bad. So I kept either rubbing it or putting the heal of my hand on it and pressing. And the weirdest/funniest part was. Every time I did that you got a big whiff of the perfume. hahahahaha hehehehehe hohohohohoho uh uh uh uh
So....this morning I'm driving home. To notice a bunch of the leaves have started to turn and fall off. I round one of the loop/corners of the circle I live on. And there is this older lady out sweeping the street. Yup, the street. She is sweeping the street and sidewalk in front of her house, and she is picking up the leaves. Is she insane????
Now, at my house. We let all the leaves fall off, then make one sorta half ass attempt to rake them up. Usually most of them are left to blow away or disinegrate in the ground. Not that we are lazy....wait....yes it is cuz we are lazy. hahahahahahahaha
I just thought it was quite funny to see her sweeping the street. When we still have leaves crammed in corners by our fence from like 4 years ago.
Oh well...I'm off to go eat some breakfast.
HAVE A VERY HAPPY HALLOWEEN EVERYONE!!!!!!!
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Wow for the first year ever I was highly dissapointed with the Pumpkin Festival. They have some local artists preform all day. Well they had some big gaps this year. It's been non stop all other years. They also have lots of craft booths each year. Ummmm not so much this year. Not near the activities they have had before.
The main reason I go is to look at all that stuff but also three main things. Big Johns texas bbq. (he has this giant smoker truck, and smokes his beef brisket), The cinnamon roasted almonds, and the funnel cakes. They didn't have any of the booths this year. They had one drink booth, and Navajo taco booths. That's it.
We did hear a bunch of the people, with the booths, were gonna show up to the balloon regatta next weekend though. So...that will be nice. Lets hope that's a better little thing to go to.
We did nothing else this weekend but some grocery shopping, some house cleaning and paid some bills.
Oh oh I did watch three movies. I would highly recommend all of them. We watched The Condemned (with stone cold steve austin) we were very surprised, it was really very very good. We watched Next with Nicholas Cage. That was very good too. And Kiddo picked out one called Twitches. That was a very cute movie.
Well I'm rather boring today, so I'm off to fold more laundry, and to go scratch something. hehehehehe
Have a good Monday everyone!!!
I just did something for the first time. I deleted a post I had put up here.
I usually leave them up, because I stand by what I say. I still do.
But I had vented pretty bad about my father in law. And I was dreading him coming back to town for the winter, he will be here this weekend. Where as every horrid thing I said, was the truth of how he is. I'm thinking maybe it would be best if I didn't have that post up.
Because I love my husband so very much, and I would hate for him to look on there and see that everyone knows about how horrid his father is.
My husband knows how he is, he just doesn't want it to reflect on him. That people think he is bad because his father is.
Thank you Hammer for your comment on the other, and I totally agree with you.
Anywhoooo Just wanted to explain myself.
I'm hoping I will have lots to talk about after this weekend. The Pumpkin Festival is tomorrow. I'm looking forward to going.
Have a good weekend everyone.
Somebody needs to convince my dang son. OMG I left that last post, saying I was going to go, because I was yelling at my kid.
Well let me tell ya. I was sitting listening to Gigantor and Kiddo yell back and forth for a while. I finally had to go break it up. They are like two three year olds sometimes.
Well...Kiddo was all crying, "I'm scared, I don't wanna sleep alone. whaaaa" Well he claimed he was scared of a movie he had watched on cable. In reality, he had 5 days off, and he didn't want to sleep to go back to school. And he was playing his stupid bull crap. Now his bed time is between 9 and 10. And it was about 10 when he started that crap.
11 I'm in the shower, and he wonders in complaining that he feels sick to his stomach. Which is because he is so fricken tired. So he gets yelled at and made to go back to bed.
(now when my son went through some sleepless nights in the summer he was told he better keep his happy ass in the bed and just lay there, cuz Gigantor and I needed our sleep)
12 he starts hollaring for Gigantor. He was asleep this time, but he was so over tired, the entire "sleep walking" thing had kicked in.
1 he is tapping on my shoulder waking me up, just to inform me he couldn't sleep. At which point he got yelled at for even being up, and to stop fighting sleep, and to just lay in bed, even if he laid there all night, but not to bug us again.
2, tap tap tap on my shoulder, waking me back up. Apparantly he still can't sleep. More yelling insues and he has to go back to bed. He is now grounded for quite a few days.
3 tap tap tap. I hadn't even got back to sleep yet. Informing us he still can't sleep. At which point I lost me temper, shot up and tried to grab him, but he was quicker. I started saying all the horrid physical things I was gonna do to him, cuz I was to dam tired, and he was being a little fucker. I seriously lost my temper. That time Gigantor got up and put him back in bed, and had a talk with him.
4 Gigantors alarm goes off, I was just barely asleep. I kick his sorry ass out of bed, not even letting him use the snooze, cuz I woulda got a knife and killed my whole family if that alarm went off every 9 fucking minutes. Apparantly Kiddo called in Gigantor at about 4:10 saying he still couldn't sleep.
6 Gigantor leaves, kiddo gets up, I'm in a good snooze till about 8, cuz it was late start, but Kiddo decided he should play pretend and make the entire noised of a war as loud as he possibly could. Yeah he got in major trouble, more yelling, more grounding. I am so sick of that little shit being so insensitive that he plays that loud first thing in the morning. He's now getting major punished for not thinking about others.
Last night, he didn't even finish dinner. I guess when your that age and that tired, you feel pretty sick when you run out of gas. I was very mean. I made him do some chores, and I kept him up for a bit, bitching him out. Then I sent his ass to bed at 8. He was asleep before 9. He better pull his head out of his ass and get with it. Cuz yes I have insomnia alot. But I haven't had it in a few months, which has been nice. But when my sleep pattern gets way interrupted I seem to get it bad again. He's not gonna like me all cranky every day. hehehehe
I had a much more funny up beat post in my head. But honestly it's hard to be up beat and funny, when you are thinking that it would be wonderful if you could just kill everyone and sleep a good 22 hours a day in prison cell. hehehehehe
Yeah, I'm sleep deprived and I need some or I'm gonna crack more than I already have.
Hope you all are having a good, well rested Thursday.
We had parent teacher conferences today. In Elementary school you made appointments and showed up at that time. All the teachers were there. Now in middle school. They set up all the teachers at tables in the gym. You show up and wait in line, and stand in line, and wait in line, and pass out in line. Just to see the teachers.
His grades weren't to bad. He had a C and the rest were B's. He would have had straight A's everyone said if he only would have turned in his homework. I wasn't aware he had that much homework. And I found out what he did do at home, he still sometimes wasn't turning in. So....yeah that got a big talking to with him. But it's all coming together.
As most of you know my son has a learning disability. He is way behind in reading, and he has a horrid time with writing. He has been tested numbers of times. And we have put him in special classes because of it.
At every single teachers table, they all told me that his comprehension is through the roof. He is so far above his grade level with comprehension. They have high hopes for him, and are helping him to build that. Also every single teacher said they loved having him in their class. Two teachers said he was their favorite student this year. Two other teachers talked about how amazing he was. And one teacher went on and on about how well mannered he was and how it's so nice to find parents with old fashioned beliefs in raising their kid right.
So, yeah we were beaming parents.
I would write more but I'm busy yelling at my son, cuz he's crying and not going to bed. And my husband is being a major ass hole, and making everything worse. So...I'm gonna leave you with a halloween fun thingie. Tell me what you all get. You Are
A Happy Pumpkin Face
You would make a good pumpkin cheesecake.
Have a good Wednesday everyone!!!
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!!!!
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!!!!!
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!!!
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!!
hi all fica is doing good and home from the hospital.
will let you all know more tomorrow.
thank you for your concern
gigantor
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!!!
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.
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!!!!
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!!!
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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.
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 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!!!
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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.
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!!!
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.
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!!!
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.
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.
