Storm Chaser

Learning Photography

2008-09-01T00:49:00.001-04:00

I have been practicing my photography.

Life is Golden

2008-06-26T21:26:00.001-04:00

Hello everyone.

Hi Everyone

2008-03-28T21:06:00.002-04:00

I hope this long overdue post finds everyone well. I've been taking pictures and playing on flickr mostly when I'm online.

Sorry for all the idiot linkers. I guess it's just my turn at it.

And thanks for stopping by.

Saturday March 8th.

2008-03-09T20:20:00.002-04:00

Yesterday was the 8th. wasn't it? I dunno I forget. What I do remember is waking up and finding giant mounds of snow piled up against both of my doors.

I shoveled my front walk and James Todd, the bestestest lawn guy in the world took care of my drive and mail box.

I haven't left my house since getting home Friday night and I'm actually looking forward to going back to work tomorrow. That's scary.

WHAT A PRETTY BLOG,

2008-02-19T18:10:00.002-05:00

Only to be left abandoned and neglected by it's owner. How wrong is that? Such a pity, it sit's here day after day just hoping to someday be utilized to it's fullest potential. Leave it to whitey to keep a good blog down.

2008-02-04T20:22:00.000-05:00

Stormy and Mally spotted an outside cat in our yard. They stood in that same spot for the longest time.

Here's how Stormy decided to spend her weekend. She got up to eat and poo, but this was pretty much it for her.

And Grace was in her favorite spot sleeping all Sunday afternoon.

As for me, I spend most of my time on sweeping up hair and cleaning the kitty box.

I FELL AND IT HURT!

2008-01-30T18:52:00.000-05:00

And sadly, it was funny as anything. Yep, the day after Christmas I tripped on an empty wrapping paper tube. I threw it on the floor...I don't know, 4 or 5 days before Christmas. My cat's enjoyed playing with it so I left it there.

I was off the day after and was busy cleaning up and getting my house back in order. Having 3 cat's my 'cleaning time' always includes the cat box. I was carrying the DIRTY cat box when I tripped over the empty wrapping paper tube. The fall itself seemed like slow motion. I tumbled over, box held outright doing my best not to drop it and I didn't either. The box and I hit the floor at the same exact moment. It fell upright, but there was spillage from the thud.

As I watched the DIRTY litter flop out of the box I immediately felt pain. Bad pain. Pain that hurt. Most awful pain. I even broke into a sweat. It was horrible. I knew I had to clean the mess and get the box operable again before giving in to this pain. The pain that hurt. Badly.

Of course I'm all better now.

DIRTY LAUNDRY

2008-01-23T18:37:00.000-05:00

Squirrel often ask's me how can one person do laundry every night? The only reason I can think of is I do several tiny loads. One night I may wash whites, the next evening may be every thing colored, then I have my 'delicates', dress slacks, blouses etc... Now I have to wonder, why do I have so much laundry?

Something else I have a great deal of for being just one woman is trash. How in the heck do I manage to fill up a dumpster every week? Ok, maybe not every single week, but to see my trash you'd think I had 5 or 6 people living here. This msy be a question for Mr knowitall. He know's it all.

DUMBASS CABLE GUY

2008-01-13T13:08:00.000-05:00

Squirrel and I waited long past the window for the cable guy yesterday. As it turns out, he's no better at his job than he is following driving directions. Not only did the dumbass get lost trying to find her house, he didn't know how to hook up a Mac.

That's all for now folks.

SQUIRREL

2008-01-09T19:21:00.000-05:00

Squirrel has finally done it. She has the internet guy coming on Saturday. I'm going over and setting up her yahoo e mail and IM. Oh yea, and save the really cool blogs as her favorites. I'll help her create a blog of her own, even though she say's she doesn't want one. She doesn't know what she wants. I can see her now, stalking all of us in the middle of the night demanding we come out and play. Anyway...I really am stoked she is finally getting hooked up. Yay!

WISHING ALL OF YOU

2008-01-01T17:41:00.001-05:00

Happy New Year

Hello

2007-12-24T19:05:00.000-05:00

Merry Christmas everyone. All of you have made this year special for me. TC, Merry Christmas dude. I hope to see you back soon. You all stay safe and have a wonderful time.

I don't have any Christmas pictures to post. Just this here pretty red color. *wink*

*****MERRY CHRISTMAS*****

I LOVE THE CHRISTMAS SEASON

2007-12-19T19:32:00.000-05:00

This year it seems different. There was a wave of Christmas spirit come over work this week. We are simply having a wonderful Christmas time. You know, like the song?

I usually take a lot of time off at Christmas. I told my boss I really didn't like working in December much. He replied with "Maybe your next employer will be more understanding". Ahhhh ah ah ah

I go in tomorrow untill 11:00 and then it's off till after Christmas. Not too bad considering I just got back to work. I did receive some distburbing information, but it's nothing I can't deal with. And no, it's not any health issues.

I've been mad busy since last Friday. I spent 3 nights in a row bent over my coffee table...(don't even say it G Man) wrapping presents. I'm honestly having a great time. Do you want to know something else? I haven't put up a single decoration at home. It bothered me at first, only now I'm happy I don't have to take them down. hehe

If I don't have a chance to see you again...

SIMPLY HAVE A WONDERFUL CHRISTMAS TIME

BABY GIRL RIGHTS

2007-12-13T19:11:00.000-05:00

I was simply horrified when I read Jillie's comment of how baby brother came along and knocked her out of her BABY girl slot.

I avoided being knocked out of my spot when my nephew was born. I was 14 yrs. old by then and was a very good thinker. (unlike today when all I want to do is not have to think about some stuff). (like proper sentences). (ETC...).

Seeings how a baby on the way was an excellent and exciting thing. I had to work smart not hard. Then the news...It's a boy!

I immediately saw the light. Sure, he's a new baby and it'll be mad amounts of fun watching him grow up and stuff, but he's a male. At 18 yrs. old he's a man, he's grown, no longer a cute little baby boy, hence, leaving me in the BABY girl spot.

My advice to you jillie, go back and claim your right as BABY girl. It'll work and I'll help you. I'll teach you every thing I know on the matter.

IT'S NOT MY FAULT

2007-12-10T19:27:00.000-05:00

and I shouldn't be blamed for it either. I was simply born last...way long after Crab and Squirrel. There I was, the BABY girl. So what if Crab and Squirrel wanted a baby brother? I wasn't about to become a male. I like being the BABY girl.

Then came Christmas. The biggest BABY girl payoff ever. Every where I looked I saw presents with my name on them. To: Candy Love: Santa Woot! I had to toss a few of them over cause they didn't have my name on them, but that didn't really bother me too much.

As I got older I found out that Santa was actually Mom and Squirrel and Crab. That was ok with me, the more Santa's the better. I was able to make multiple lists and I really liked that, alot. Then one day it dawned on me, the bigger my lists were, the bigger my wall of presents became.

I understand if you all think I'm a spoiled BABY sister, because it's the truth. I didn't do it, it just happened. And every single year I will stand on my birthplace, make out my list, and hand it over with a hug and kiss. It's a lifestyle in which I have become accustomed.

IF YOU WANT ME

2007-12-03T19:47:00.000-05:00

You'll find me at the JackAssery blog. Just click the JackAssery button on the side of my blog and it'll take you straight to where we're all hanging out this christmas season. It's a happy fun place we try to go when we're feeling the stress of everything seasonal going on.

WHAT ABOUT MY LIGHTS?

2007-11-29T18:08:00.000-05:00

Back in the 90's I moved in a new developement, 2nd. phase, and the lot was on the far opposite side of the model. We were like the 23rd. house that went up. The area boomed and all was well...or so I thought.

Our electricity would go out...frequently. I would call and after pushing the buttons as prompted the recording would say they were aware of the problem and were working to get it fixed. After a few month's I started to notice that the electricity would come back on for the people across the street and beyond, yet my side would stay dark.

Of course I would get back on the phone with AEP. I was actually able to speak to a live person after about an hour. The lady on the other end was actually suprised we were without power and sounded pretty sorry that she had turned her phone back on. hehe I wasn't about to let her hang up untill someone could explain why my power wasn't on. They were now telling me their crew was reporting they were finished working in our area and on to another job. WTF? I wanted electricity!

Another 25 minutes or so goes by and they are telling me they have it figured out. Turns out, my little side of the street was hooked up to a different transformer than all the rest.

Well, I let them have it. I told them I had no intentions of paying them for any electricity I didn't use. Yep, I'm no dumby, "I'm not paying" I said again. The lady on the other end said back to me "Mam, your meter isn't registering any use because you don't have electricity running to your home". I wanted to tell her to just shut up, but I knew I was guilty of JackAssery and hung up the phone.

BTW, how do you like my red and green? It's all Christmasy and stuff.

WHY I'M NOT INVITED

2007-11-23T18:33:00.000-05:00

Black Friday, this is the only day of the year The Squirrel takes off no matter what. She has worked Thanksgiving, Christmas, Easter, while I was in the hospital, and even my birthday. On rare occasions she will grace Crab and I by taking a day off so we can hang out together, but not very often.

Keep in mind she always tell's us she can never be out at the same time as her boss. Except of course for "Black Friday". The two of them take the day off to shop together...and they're good at it. They even have walky talkies so they can keep tabs on each other. They enter the store, each one grabbing a basket, and hit opposite ends. With each one knowing what the other need's to buy, they hook up in the middle with all the gift's and head for the check out. They do this ALL THE DAY LONG!

Six years ago I thought it sounded like fun. I thought... go shopping, eat some good food, hang out with Squirrel and The Smokey, how could it not be fun? Yea, this will be fun.

It all went down hill from there. The first store we hit was the Wal Mart and it sucked. People were rude and greedy and I'm not about to take anyone's crap. The employees weren't much better.

We hit a few other store's, I don't remember which one's...everything is still just a blurr. I still shudder at the thought.

Upon leaving store number 4 or 5, I notice it's still early in the day and that's when my mouth opened and said "I'm ready to go home now". "Nuh uh" said Squirrel. "Yes I am and I want to go now". "It's only 10 freekin(only for real) 30. We are not ready to leave yet". "You need to take me home right now". I demanded. "I can't freeking believe this freekin crap (only for real). You know we go at this all freeking day. You know we do this every freekin year."

Finally she and Smokey decided it would be best just to dump me off. You need to know that one of the hardest things to do is make The Squirrel mad, but if you get her cussing for real, throwing the "F" work around, nostrils flaring, you're in big trouble.

I don't get invited to go anymore. As a matter of fact, I'm not even permitted to talk about it. If somehow, it come's up in conversation, I have to lower my head and keep my mouth shut because she just sit's there glaring at me. I get scared. The only reason I'm brave enough to tell you guys is because she doesn't have the internet at home and will never (And I mean NEVER) find out I was talking about Black Friday.

DO YOU WANT TO KNOW SOMETHING?

2007-11-21T18:17:00.000-05:00

I have always been thankful for the life I have been given. This year I feel even more thankful.

Just 2 month's ago I was in the hospital very near to death. I remember thinking I wasn't going to see my 45th. birthday. I remember thinking what a sucky time of year it would be for my family and how they would carry it with them for years to come. I remember thinking about how it would sound to hear one of them say "It's an odd numbered year" (most of you will not get that) I remember thinking that surely there could still be some good thing's left for me to do and how I wouldn't mind doing them.

I remember being afraid. Not wanting to be alone and at the same time not wanting my sister's to feel they had to be there every second. I remember wanting them there every second. I remember how very hard it is being the 'care giver'.

Thank you God. Thank you for my family. For the mother who raised 3 girls on her own and managed to instill the love we have for each other. Thank you for giving us a heart to stay together through all of life's journies.

There just isn't enough space on the internet for me to list the blessings in my life I'm thankful for. I thank God for this. I pretty much thank God for everything and I know I do not walk alone.

You want to know something else?

Care Givers and Farmers have the real guts. A farmer put's everything into his land. A Care Giver put's everything into their family. Putting their all into nurturing and growth. I'm thankful for the Care Givers and the Farmers too.

HAPPY THANKSGIVING

THE TAPES THAT PLAY INSIDE MY HEAD

2007-11-20T20:14:00.000-05:00

Bullets and numbers and chronological order.

I'M OFF

2007-11-16T18:49:00.000-05:00

It's that time again. The one and only Saturday a year when I know exactly where I'll be and what I'll be doing. Ohio State Vs. Michigan.

Excellent.

The plan's have change a little. The Squirrel is feeling fluish and informed me I'll be making food all by myself. No problem, it's best for me to do the cooking anyhow. The Squirrel has been known to boil an entire turkey. And yes, I said "boil".

I'll see you guys later. I have to run to the store and pick up supplies. Thanks Barman.

GO BUCKS !!!

EXCUSE ME

2007-11-14T19:38:00.000-05:00

Those are my paper plates BIOTCH! Just because they are sitting in my overhang doesn't mean you can help yourself. What? Do you think the "Paper Plate" fairy sprinkled some paper plate dust and made them appear? Well, she didn't. And don't even think about replacing my Dixie brand paper plates with those cheap assed dollar store plate either.

BTW, The cleaner that sit's under my desk. It belongs to me as well. It was purchased by me for my use. Same with the paper towels, they are mine all mine. And no! I don't have any Tylenol or rolaids. Go see the nurse. Better yet, try hitting a store every now and then. Believe it or not, you too can purchase these items.

Don't get me wrong, I don't mind sharing. I am actually very giving...When you ask.

Do I have General Store written across my forehead? I think not.

I NO WANT TO

2007-11-12T17:35:00.000-05:00

and you can't make me! I'm not going back! I feel sick. I have a tummy ache. My nose is runny. My hair hurts. My toe nails are growning. Nobody will like me. They are all going to laugh at me.

I'll just throw myself on the ground and have a temper trantrum!

I'm sticking my tongue out!

HAPPY WEEKEND

2007-11-10T09:37:00.000-05:00

This is my last weekend before going back to work. Disturbingly enough, there's a part of me that want's to go back...Then there's the other part that only want's to play.

I was able to get some shopping done and some major work around the house while I was off. I'm thinking about doing some Christmas decorating this weekend. Maybe during the game today.

I've been home for 6 weeks now and you guy's have made it wonderful. I have been driving Crab crazy because I've demanded so much attention. Sign, our online chat's have meant so much to me. Thanks for keeping me company. G-Man, your phone calls and e mails have brought much laughter and silliness to my days spent at home. Barman, the cards you mailed me were great suprises for me and I just love suprises.

Enough of the fuzzy wuzzy stuff already. You guys rock and you know it.

GO BUCKEYES!

OH IO

AM I BAD?

2007-11-08T20:46:00.000-05:00

I received my hospital bill today. Not the bill, but the insurance coverage. This got me thinking about my 11 day stay.

When I first got to my floor the staff was great. For 2 days I had some great care givers. They were all over it. We actually were able to joke around in between injections of some 'kick your butt' pain meds.

Then came the 'Night Crawler". She came in the wee early hours of my third morning. She spoke with an accent that sounded like Haitis or some crap. I don't know where she was from, but she freeked me out. And she was mean to my roomy and I liked my roomy. Not to mention, when the other nurses gave me my 'make nice' pain meds, they used two vials. The Night crawler only used one. I didn't question her about the number of vials she gave me.

Then I notice she is on the computer (they have 1 in every room for staff) and I can see she is pulling info up on several different patients. I said something to her about it and she got all huffy with me.

They changed shifts and my day crew were all different and we were able to have a good time. I even got lots of apple juice (Crab yelled at me for not drinking water).

Wee early hours of the fourth day. The 'Night Crawler' returns. This time I'm ready for her attitude. I didn't sleep at night when I was in. My roomy did. 'Night Crawler' came in making so much noise my roomy woke up. My roomy asked her if she would hand her her purse? She wanted her lip stick. This lady was old school and wasn't about to let herself go with bare lips. 'Night Crawler' told her she didn't have time and walked out of the room. Now I'm thinking...I ring the buzzer and ask for pain meds. She come's back in with pure attitude and gives me one vial.

Shift changes, newbies come in, I get two vials of pain meds. We have fun and my roomy get's dicharged (she has to wait on a ride). They have staff that come around asking the patients if they have any complaints or concerns. I kid you not. My mouth opened and I told them I didn't want the 'Night Crawler' anywhere near my room. I let them know my opinion was she had no business in the profession. Was that bad?

Night's five through ten I spent laying awake sipping apple juice waiting for her to come in my room and try to put chicken feet in my bed.

This trying to post new all the time is making me tired. How will I ever be able to work if I can't even blog. *wink*

NOT SINCE SEPTEMBER 8TH.

2007-11-07T19:32:00.000-05:00

$ $ $ $ $

Today was the first time since September 8th. that I've had to put gas in my car. I paid $2.99 a gallon. I shouldn't have to buy more till weekend after this.

I go to the doctors tomorrow for my 'Release' back to work slip. I don't know if she's going to insist on part time or not. As much as I would love part time for 2 weeks, the thought of completing more paper work to make that happen is causing the blood to rush through my viens.

Veterans Day is Sunday so we will observe it on Monday. This means no work for Manny on Monday. I honestly appreciate all veterans and it means so much more than a day off for me.

Speaking of work. I don't wanna go back yet. I only want to play, shop, and eat. This too is causing the blood to rush through my viens. I've become accustomed to staying at home doing whatever I want, whenever I want, or not doing IT at all for that matter. I'm ok running out to the store sporting a pony tail and sunglasses on rainy days. I can live with this.

Sign, I know I'm older than you, but will you adopt me? Please? I promise to keep my room clean and I'll even take on poop patrol detail.

All this going back to work stuff means all you guys will have to play with me between now and then.

PURE AND SIMPLE OVERKILL

2007-11-05T20:35:00.000-05:00

Here is an after shot of the tree on the other side of my garage. I went mad crazy with my loppers and lawn bags. The branches were touching the ground and I could stand up underneath them. It was the perfect hiding place for "The Bad Man".

I forgot to take a before shot. As a matter of fact, I had forgotten that side all together. That's when I went mad crazy. I was lopping branches so fast just trying to get finished. Then I had to gather them and cut them down for the lawn bags.

It wasn't until I decided to take a picture I realized what overkill I had just committed. I hope this tree has a forgiving spirit.

PAST DUE TAG

2007-11-04T19:21:00.000-05:00

A few weeks back G Man tagged me with listing 8 wierd facts about me. I don't know if I can come up with that many...but I'll try.

1-I can be pretty anal (for lack of a better word) about my keys and work ID. They have their own little space where they live and they must be in their space when not in use. I know some people come home and lay them anywhere. That drive's me nuts. I tried it for a night once, came home and laid them on the kitchen counter. It was like this wee tiny voice gnawling at me all evening.

2-I'm pretty quiet while around people I don't know, however I'll always say hello to a stranger. I also strike up conversations in check out lines.

3-I prefer to play my music loud. My neighbors don't know what to think. I can take them from Frank Sanatra to Metalica in a matter of minutes. And I do.

4-I'll buy/have purchased shoes that don't fit knowing they don't fit before I leave the store.

5-My most favorite movie is "Steel Magnolias". This is the only chick flick type movie I like and it's my most favorite out of all the movies I've seen. (Did that make sense?) I like thriller movies best.

6-I am very territorial (sp.) over the people I love. Yep. I'm kicking someone's arse. LOL

7-I don't wear perfume or cologne. Can't stand the smell of womens fragrances. I love to smell men. Of course! Stand a man wearing drakar next to me and WOOT! Right there where I stand. LMAO

8-I honestly love love.

I FINALLY FINISHED SOMETHING

2007-11-02T09:43:00.000-04:00

I'm so ashamed. I said I wasn't going to let it
get bad this year. In my defense, I lost my
energy long before I went in the hospital.

Yesterday I got a burst of energy. I started the early morning clipping coupons. Then by mid-morning I was busy snapping pictures of my babies.

When I opened the front bedroom windows, I just stood there staring at my flower beds. I was overcome with shame at how bad I let it get.

And then I realized, standing around feeling all guilty wasn't going to get it done. I needed to take action. So I did. I was fighting thorns, thistles, and mutant spiders. I must have ran into 9 spider bugs. Giant hairy ones. You know the kind, the ones who stand on their hind legs when they see you? YIKES!

Here it is now. I still have to lay new mulch, but
the hardest part is finished. I even did the other side. I'll post that side another day. It was pure and simple overkill.

This morning I can feel my body starting to ache.
I'm getting stiff. And I can't take anything for it. No ibuprofin. No aleeve. They say small doses of tylenol, but I'm too afraid to take it. I need my liver and kidney's to be in good working condition.

ALMOST AN HNT...Repeat

2007-11-01T09:35:00.000-04:00

Here's a repeat from HNT's past.

I really need to get back to work. I'm getting myself in mad amounts of trouble since I've been off and feeling better.

I started some 'projects' around here this week. Trouble if I don't get them finished. I don't know why I can't just start one thing and finish it before I jump to the next. Now I have 3 rooms involved in the chaos and I want to do is go somewhere and play.

Last night I brought my smaller clothes to the front and started trying them on. I didn't check everthing, but I am in 2 pair of slacks and 2 skirts I haven't worn in a year. And it's all winter stuff so it coming right on time.

My next bit of trouble wil be because I plan to shop before I go back to work. The bill will get me in trouble.

LITTLE GHOSTS AND GHOOLIES.....

2007-10-31T18:34:00.000-04:00

LISTEN UP!

Manny is in her house. She's hiding in there...eating all the canDEEE! sneak up to her window......slide it oooopen.......climb thru........get some canDEEEEE!

KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK!

we're coming for you Manny
we're at the front door

KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK
gimme some canDEEE

we're at the back door.
canDEEEEEEE! WE MUST HAVE canDEEEE!

we're at the window
we're looking at you
RIGHT NOW!

we have powerful magic
we will take your canDEEE

DING DONG
DING DONG
KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK!

posted by....the eeeeveeel Crabolator! bwaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa ha ha a ha

HEADLESS MANNY

2007-10-31T00:26:00.001-04:00

Here's my costume. I'm a headless Manny.

I don't pass out candy for trick or treat. That's my candy!

Smarties are my favorite.

DO ANY OF YOU KNOW?

2007-10-30T19:21:00.000-04:00

Or have an idea how much "Poo Stuff" 1 adult and 2, 6 Month old kittens can make?

Wish me luck, I'm going in.

CHOOSE

2007-10-29T11:01:00.000-04:00

Be hot, be cold, but stay off the fence.

Is it just me or is blog getting to be a little too much like Daytime TV?

"Baby's Momma Drama"
"Who's my baby's daddy"?
"Cheater's caught on tape"

I'm heading to the Jerry Springer site and pick some fight's. LOL (I do that for real)

IT'S MY BLOG !

2007-10-27T19:50:00.000-04:00

I'm finding myself a wee bit perplexed. This is my blog and while I may not post as often as I used too, I will post whatever I want.

I have a "Small Circle" of blogger friends. A prescious few, good, real, honest, keep it real, type of people who I cherish. And you few know exactly who you are.

Back in September, I was hospitalized with a bunch of bad stuff. I was dying. Really I was dying. All the while, receiving cards, prayer's, thought's, hello's, from my blogger friends. My true REAL friends. Heck, I even gave Crabby permission to post pictures of me in the hospital.

The humor that was able to remain was and is a great help to all. Especially me. So if I'm sitting around at home recovering, having a chat with a good friend of mine, and they say something that make's me laugh out loud, then I'm posting it!

So if you're easily offended by reading what other people post, you might want to click elsewhere.

BTW, I wouldn't post anything unless I had the other partie's permission.

MY EARS! MY EARS!

2007-10-25T19:43:00.000-04:00

There I was, sitting around watching my horror movies, eating caramel apples, and minding my own business when my phone rang. I answer the phone to find G Man on the other end. He starts out all nice and concerned with how I've been feeling and all. Then, out of nowhere he says, "I've been trying to come ON your blog every night". "WhaTTT?" I ask. "I've been trying to come on your blog every night". "TMI G TMI G'. I said back.

AHHHH AH AH AH AH AH AH AH Thanks G, I needed a new post.

WHO AM I?

2007-10-24T19:23:00.000-04:00

I never knew. Some people pretend to be someone they're not on the internet. Boy, I would never have come up with an idea like that. How did they figure out how to do it? Sound's like some type of Super Genious in the works if you ask me.

And! There are people who go around finding all of these "Pretenders" and expose them on other people's blogs. I wonder how much these people get paid for their hard work. Must be an awful lot in order to get them to do it. They're working it like the rent's due tonight and the 5 kids are hungry.

Blogs are suppose to be fun. What's the sense of having one if you can't have fun with it?

For some, keep blogging and having fun with it. If you're not hurting anyone don't worry about other's.

For others, handle your own business.

Peace

REFLECTION

2007-10-22T09:21:00.000-04:00

My true friends on blogger know I was hospitalized due to renal failure and infection in my blood. As a matter of fact, my discharge summary has me diagnosed with 17 different ailments.

Being so sick and coming face to face with death has caused me to reflect on my life. I've taken these past couple of weeks to re-evaluate some things. I must get back to the basics. I must take pleasure in more of the simple things in life. I can no longer be so future oriented that I practically kill myself by keeping my focus so far in the future the present becomes a blur.

Having said this, I must confess;

When I buy ice cream (even when I was married) I would get the munchies and dig all the good stuff out leaving only ice cream behind. I would go for the chunks of cherries and chocolate, but wouldn't eat the ice cream.

I pick all the dried fruit out of cereal, leaving all the healthy bran flakes behind. I don't waste the flakes, I give them to the birds. They love them.

During a charity drive at work (Operation Feed) my department had a contest with another department as to who could collect the most essential food items. The loser would have to cook breakfast for the winning department. Not willing to cook, I went shopping and bought store brand tuna, store brand dried milk, I was buying store brand everything. My department won the contest. The confession here is that...I never buy store brand for myself. Heck, I never buy store brand for charity either, it's just that I didn't want to cook, plus I needed Cheryl's french toast casserole.

The Squirrel and I went out to eat once. The manager of the place jumped all over a server in front of the customers and I went off on him. I told him I didn't appreciate hearing him degrade the young lady and he should have taken her to the back and allowed her to keep some dignity. A few other customers agreed with me and let him know. When I got home I flew the corporate offices an e mail with my complaint and advised them I would not be returning to their establishment. The company sent me a $50.00 gift card. I gave that gift card as a Christmas gift last year. I have no intention of going back until they tell me the manager has been fired.

When ever I have special company coming over, I clean from top to bottom. I also keep my spare bedroom (storage from hell) closed so they can't see how I really live.

My ex-husband hit me once (or twice). I paid him back by making a pee in the toilet, then I soaked his toothebrush in it for an hour. I used tongs to get it out and place it back in the holder. My toothebrush got moved to the other side.

While washing the same ex-husbands clothes (after he hit me) I sort of forgot to rinse them. I accidentally put them in the dryer without letting them rinse.

For the last 3 years of my marriage, I secretly saved money at my credit union. I had over 7 grand saved up the day he told me he changed his mind and was leaving. I changed the locks and went shopping for sexy office attire.

Has anyone ever seen the movie 'How Stella Got Her Groove Back'? After my divorce, I hooked up with a younger man and got my groove back as well. The only difference was, I couldn't get past the age difference for real, so I would drink before we hooked up. This younger man also told me he loved me and wanted to marry me. I dumped him. (Keep in mind, we hung out for something like 10 month's before having this conversation).

My first day in the hospital, after they moved me to my room, a doctor came in and introduced himself to me. While giving me an exam, he sat me up and propped me against him feeling around on my back asking if that hurt? In this position he kept saying "yes, I know". I had my arm wrapped around his and all I was thinking was how good he smelled and how good it felt being pushed up against him. I guess I sort of knew I would be OK after that. I mean, how could I be dying when I was still able to feel the 'URGE' So I made Crab and Squirrel bring me coke and cherry icee's and other goodies.

Now I have many more confessions, but I will save those for the Lord. I don't think He would want me to tell you all anymore.

KITTY REPEAT

2007-10-14T12:01:00.000-04:00

You all know I haven't been feeling like posting much these days. Yet you all keep hanging in there with me. I have some thing's started in Word doc's, but just can't bring myself to finish any of them. I'm so lazy.

Enjoy the rest of your Sunday!

ALMOST AN HNT

2007-10-11T07:32:00.000-04:00

I felt the need to set the record straight since Crab took much delight in telling you all about the granny panties I had on the day they rushed my dying butt to the ER. She failed to mention I was in so much pain and couldn't stand to have even the losest of elastic around my tummy.

As you can see, I am a true Buckeye! I plan on wearing a pair of these to my liver biopsy next week. You see, while I was in the hospital I had the sexiest doctor. Since he released me I am no longer his patient. My plan is to find him that day and put my most bestestest MoJo on him since he is single and no doubt a player. I'm sure he'll want a new toy to play with.

TIME FOR A NEW POST

2007-10-09T11:05:00.000-04:00

It is soooo time for a new post. Enjoy!

Mmm, NOOKS AND CRANNIES

2007-10-05T10:23:00.000-04:00

I have a new food craving today. English muffins. Not just any muffin, it has to be the 'T' brand. I guess it started while in the hospital. They served me breakfast (I use the term loosely) one morning and the sight of the muffin made my mouth water. Imagine my disappointment when I realized that not only was the muffin an 'unbrand', but it wasn't the least bit toasted and the yellow spread they called butter didn't even melt.

Yesterday evening the Squirrel called and asked me if I needed anything from the store? I told her 'T' brand english muffins and a can of german chocolate icing. Excitingly she asked, "What are you going to make with that?" "Nothing, I'm just going to eat it out of the container because I want something sweet." She sighed and said she would be a couple of hours.

She show's up, groceries in hand. She takes excellent care of me. I found out yesterday I didn't have enough sodium in my system and they gave me a list of foods to eat including coffee, tea, and soda. My blood levels are good, but my kidney and liver numbers are back up.

TV sucks bigtime and I find myself watching the food channel, although some of the show's they air shouldn't even have a spot. I mean, you don't need a tv show to teach you how to open a box, make tuna helper, add a can of peas, and call it semi homemade. GEEZ! I want more Rachel!!!

So there I was, lying in bed at midnight watching food being prepared. I got up out of bed and started toasting english muffins. Mmm, butter and jam melted in the nooks and crannies. I caught myself moaning at how good they tasted. Somethings are simply better then sex. Of course I haven't been having sex so food is a very close second.

This morning I awoke to the phone ringing. I am really hating the phone because I have to get up and walk across the room to answer it. It was my boss. He sounded pumped up and said, "Hi sweetpea, how are you doing?" "I was asleep." I growled. He said "I am e mailing you a form. Since you were admitted to the hospital they have to pay you at %100. Just have your doctor sign it and I'll come pick it up for you." "Thanks for looking out for me." " Anytime sweetpea. I just want you to get everything you have coming."

I'm going to go snack now. Peace.

UPDATE

2007-10-03T21:32:00.000-04:00

I went to the doctors this morning and then had to hit the lab. It felt so good driving. I had the windows down and was listening to the Isley Brother's. (my new favorite) I was only driving 30 in a 40, but didn't care about the folks behind me. I was just a cruising.

My doc filled out papers that have me off until 12/1/07. I hope work doesn't give me any crap over it. My boss came by tonight and picked the forms up for me and visited a while. He keeps telling me not to worry about the place cause it'll be there when I come back. They may have someone fill in for me till I get back. He asked me who I thought would be good and of course I said noone could possibly fill me shoes and he agreed. tee hee. I asked him if he missed me and this was the first time he said "yes" instead of "only if I run out of bullets."

I have lost 20 lbs. which puts me at 129. I only hope I can keep it off in a more healthy manner. I wish I had the energy to try on my little jeans. I bet I can fit in my size 8's. I was a size 12 and 149 lbs. when I was admitted.

My new craving is country fried steak from Bob Evans. I wonder if they deliver. If not, then Crab needs to check her voice mail cause that's what I'll be wanting tomorrow. And a double order of mashed potatos and extra rolls. Oh, they can keep the green veggies, I'm not craving them.

Hugs and hairpulls.

I'M Home

2007-09-28T16:32:00.000-04:00

I was released from the hospital last night and got home around 9 p.m. I have a long road in front of me and have to follow up with 4 different doctors. GEEZ! I didn't realize I was so sick. I had kidney failure and infection got in my blood. I have to have a liver biopsy, but not for cancer. It appears my liver is not getting rid of iron and if that's the case it is treatable by giving blood once a week for the rest of my life, but hey, at least I have a rest of my life to live.

Crab and squirrel took good care of me and even though crab was taking pictures of me and my urine and threatening my Christmas list if I didn't quit drinking Pepsi icee's, I can forgive her for that.

Ok, I'm gonna go figure out a way to milk this for even more gift's and attention. I'm truing to get the Squirrel to bring me a large extra cheese pizza.

I love you all and thank you so much for the cards, thought's, and prayers.

I AM HERE

2007-09-15T09:02:00.001-04:00

This past week I have been in severe pain from my kidneys. I have been off work and in bed since Tuesday, went to the doctor Wednesday, and had a ct scan last night at 9 p.m. They said my doctor should have the test results on Monday.

I do have vicodin to help with the pain, but it's really not doing much. I have been taking Ibuprofen (4 at a time) it seems to be easing the pain a little. At least enough so I can sleep.

Crab is upset because she didn't find out about it until late yesterday afternoon and Squirrel is mad because she says I have been bitchy. Now do anyone one of you believe that I could ever be the least bit bitchy? I think not.

I'm posting this because I can hear G Man cussing me out every hour on the hour. Potty mouth G. Do you kiss your children with that filthy mouth of your's? LOL

One good thing is I'll get to watch my Buckeyes today. Stupid arsed btn.

Barman, it looks like the schedule you sent me is right on. Thank you my friend.

BTW, Don't any of you send me e cards because I'll be to afraid to open them. (The virus thingy)

Hugs and Hairpulls.

WOOT !

2007-09-05T20:48:00.000-04:00

MONDAY THROUGH FRIDAY

2007-08-25T10:27:00.000-04:00

This is what I see every morning when I get to work. I stop at the top of the stairs and watch over the skyline with the sun coming up. I wish it would have shown up in the picture better. It really is beautiful.

FINE THEN G

2007-08-15T18:48:00.000-04:00

Just take all of me! I will post at your every whim.

TC-I just thought it was cool as shit!

GUESS WHAT I DID?

2007-08-01T18:31:00.000-04:00

I am so very proud of myself. You all know I am not a computer whiz. You all know I deleted my very first blog by accident. You all know Crab and Milkmaid has forbid...or is it forbad me to go behind my very own curtain. And then I replaced my very own ethernet board and they gave me 'limited access'. Very limited. Which meant when I was ready for an update, Sign came along and worked her butt off (right after having surgery) giving me a new template.

Well tonight I burnt my very first cd. Yeppers, I'm jammin. WOOT ! WOOT ! WOOT ! Should I tell you who? Will that get me in trouble? I used an actual cd a friend of mine purchased years ago. When he gave it to me at work today, he told me exactly what to do. And it worked!

Even though I'm too scairt to tell you who it was, I will say I'm holding back the years.

Can you guess who it is? Try

Another hint, I've wasted all those precious years.

PUSSIES ON MY BED

2007-07-29T20:58:00.000-04:00

A good life. I sure hope they appreciate the time I spend bent over their litter box. Twice a day my friends. Not to mention going to work every day to make the kitty litter money.

Here is my Marsh"Mally" Cup. She purrs the loudest and demands constant attention. She has a cry like none I've ever heard. The first few times I heard it I went running to the rescue, only to find her sitting there waiting on me. She loves playing in water. She'll put both front paws in her water dish and she likes to sit on the tub while I take my Friday night bubble bath's.
I haven't had a good comforter on my bed since I got them. Stormy and Mally were way smaller than they are here. Good news is...they weigh enough to be declawed and spayed. This will be done in the next 2 weeks. I keep my cat's indoors. They tell me I'm too over protective, but I don't think so.

WAITING ON SQUIRREL

2007-07-28T13:29:00.000-04:00

Grace is gray, Stormy is black, and Mally(Marshmally cup) is white.

Here I sit waiting for the Squirrel to finish her house work so we can go eat. I haven't seen her for 2 weeks. She was in Florida for work the week before and has worked late every night this one. I'm glad we did the chinese buffet before she left. Being the perfect baby sister I wanted her to enjoy her meal before she took off for a week of non stop classes. Mmm, I'm seeing a table packed full of cheap mexican food.

Come to think of it...it's my pick and her turn to pay...

MY FIRST TIME EVER

2007-07-26T17:59:00.000-04:00

Tonight was my first time ever to visit ebay. I haven't ever felt this was a good thing. I have even had ebay fraud training at work. A couple of friends were talking about it today so I visited. If only they sold groceries on ebay I wouldn't ever have to put on make up. Wait a minute, if I didn't hit my Kroger on Mondays I'd never get to flirt with the firemen.

Mmmm firemen.

Sort of like when CD's came out. I fought them hard and with everything I had. It was cassettes for me. Come to think of it, I fought cassttes too. No way they could be better than albums.

I don't ever pay bills online either. No way am I going to put my stuff out there like that.

I wasn't ever interested in direct deposit until one year I had surgery and was off for eight weeks. I didn't want to go pick my check up and I wasn't going to trust them to mail it on time.

I need to take more pictures of my Grace, Mally and Stormy. I'll try this weekend.

HAPPY THURSDAY

2007-07-19T18:08:00.000-04:00

I need blogging ideas. Or maybe the fact I can think of nothing to say...

I'll just say "HI" and publish. LOL

ALL IS WELL

2007-07-11T18:49:00.000-04:00

I may have finally got some balance back in my life. I requested my old work schedule back. Starting Monday, the 16th. I go back to a 5 day work week. 7 to 3:45 and I'm already feeling like a weight has been lifted. Having Mondays off was great, but it wasn't worth losing Tuesdays through Fridays and that's how I started feeling.

I've been getting some major work done here at home and that makes me happy.

Hopefully I will have more time to play on blogger. I probably will not be around every day, but I should be able to make it at least once or twice a week.

Grace is finally starting to warm up to the kittens. At least now she'll play with them before hissing, biting and backing them into the corners. Oh, an I found 3 of her favorite toys on top of the fridge this past weekend. I know she put them up there.

You'd think after being gone so long I would have more to say. Thanks for sticking with me you guys. You're the best.

Peace.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY CRAB !

2007-07-03T05:34:00.000-04:00

Happy Birthday Crab. You are the bestestest oldest crab in the world.

Well Lookie here. I found something new to post. LOL

Have a great day!

Love,
Manny

DREAD AND ANGST

2007-06-19T14:26:00.000-04:00

I hate going here. I love, having fun, playing, laughter etc... And while I love a good storm, I don't like doom so much.

I understand we've all had to make some real life decisions, be it, divorce, bankruptcy, a career change or whatever. Sometime's these choices are forced upon us. Sometime's it's foolishness on our part. Sometime's it's just because we can.

While spending my most favorite type of evening here at home last week, I had a thought (I get those sometime's.). Just for fun, I dug out my retirement papers. Hmmm, wonder what the taxes would be? Next business day I was on the phone with the nice folks at the retirement place. When I found out, I immediately contacted the nice folks at the place I that's holds my supplemental plan. (Is that spelled like that or am I just being mental?) I started thinking...and thinking...and, well we all know I can get to thinking way too hard.

I could pay off my house without dipping in my other plan, live in the dark and go eat at Squirrels' house every day. LMAO I'm really considering this. The way I see it is, I could play anytime I wanted. I wouldn't have to stay so busy I don't know my own name. I don't have to know what day it is (cept for Squirrels grocery day). I don't have to have people either in my face, on my phone, sending an e mail, yelling over the POD wall.

Have you ever just done something? Because you could? Or...thought you could? Convinced you could?

Have you not done something? Was it fear? Someone told you you couldn't? That you shouldn't?

Have you ever just looked down at your plate and said?, "I have to make something just go away"

I'm done now.

PAST DUE UPDATE

2007-06-13T20:02:00.000-04:00

You all know that my good handsome Ladd died last Septemeber 16th. I had been toying with the idea of getting another puppy. After much thought, I decided maybe right now wasn't a good time for that because I was never home and wouldn't have time to train a new pup.

Working long hours, I thought Grace was feeling lonely, so I decided to get a kitten. My heart was with Grace when I made this decision. Well, I ended up with the last 2 kittens in the litter. A black one I named Stormy and a white one I named Mally. Guess what? Grace doesn't seem to like them. She hisses and bites them all the time. She'll play with them sometimes, but not often. What have I done? I got them for her so she wouldn't feel all lonely during the day.

I tried to explain to her last night that Love lived at our house and she had to be nice. She wasn't even trying to hear any of that crap. As a matter of fact. As soon as I said it, she jumped off the couch and went on the attack. Jeez! Can I ever win?

I have pictures. Lot's of pictures, but I can't seem to focus right. Stormy is so small (the runt) and you can't see her good and Mally seems to fade into the background.

Peace.

THIS IS WHAT I THINK HAPPENED TO THAT BLONDE BIMBO ON THE WEST COAST

2007-06-08T21:04:00.000-04:00

I'm thinking the little darling couldn't make a poop. I wonder how much she paid to get to make poop at home? Would you pay to make poop at home? I think we should rename her the ' gotta make poop at home girl'.

That's why I like Martha. Martha went on in and got her time over with. She stepped up to it. It was a very smart thing on her part. She was home by Christmas, doing that thing she does and all was well in her world once again.

Not to mention, Martha is still a productive member of society and the 'gotta make a poop at home girl' hasn't contributed anything. Oh, I'm sure she has thrown plenty of cash at her life's lil' boo boo's and called it charity or something. It's sad that she doesn't see it fit to build true character. What's even more sad is, her family doesn't seem to realize they've let a spoiled, immature, monster lose. Where's the love there?

Hey, don't blame me. Barman got me started.

Hellooo!

2007-06-05T20:04:00.000-04:00

Are any of you still here? I left work on 5/25 and didn't go back untill today. Yep, 10 days off. And I kept it a secret. From everyone, cept my boss, I tell him things sometimes. I am happy to say, I worked my butt off around here. I accomplished a few thing's that weren't on my list. YAY! I have most of my life back...at least I feel like I do.

Last year at this time is mostly a blurr. The Squirrel laid this here computer on me in March of 2006. It was a total suprise. April of 2006 I went online. It was fun e mailing back of forth with Crab. It was even more fun after they came out and buried the cable line that was wrapped around the outside of my house.

Most of the e mails Crab and I would send would be her telling me about blogging. Still I was sitting here looking at this box thinking ' I don't know'. Well, one night I clicked on her link that she sent me. I found the Crab! I was way excited. As I sat there reading a post of hers and figured out how to leave a comment. There it sat. Right there on the internet and everything. WOOT! I fly her an e mail to to let her know. She mails me back with...You left it on the bottom. Noone ever reads the bottom. LOL

By the end of that week, I had my own blog (Much, Much, Much thanks go to Crab and Milky). It's because of them I came home from work and there was my blog, all tweeked and stuff.

May came around and I took on a new position at work, hence, The Blurr. Between working and spending every spare second blogging. Needless to say, if all I was doing was working (always first) and blogging, some things were being neglected. 6 month's of neglect. Don't get me wrong, I wasn't living in filth or anything like that. It's more like the project's I planned on starting before I blogged.

Ok, I'm done now.

DIRT NIPS

2007-05-23T19:39:00.000-04:00

Not only have I been way busy with mad amounts of work to do, but I have had an unexpected death in my family. Yes, Ms. Ellie was my family too. I loved her with my whole heart and the fun we had...Well, I'll save that for another time. Crab and Bob has been together my entire life and Ms. Ellie has been in my family longer then I've been living. Now, I'm not saying Crab is old...

Jake and I got in a fair amount of trouble while he was living here and you may be suprised to find out nothing has changed. This past Friday night while at a 3 hour visitation, (Crab, we need to talk about this 3 hour thing) Jake and I managed to start stuff...with small children. In what I will refer (for lack of a better word) the hospitality room. There it sat, in all it's glory, a full jar of hard candy. There were children there amazed by the fact that they could eat all the cookies, crackers and candy they desired and noone said a word about it. Until Jake and I hooked up that is.

He and I concockted (sp. check here) a story about when the decedants were brought in, their pockets were searched thoroughly and any candy they had was put in the jar for guests. We even went as far as telling them "Sometimes they come back for their candy" The youngest boy spit his out because he didn't want to eat rotten candy. We convinced him it wasn't rotten, but rather it was fine for consumption. That kid must have eaten 10 pieces of it that night. LOL Yeppers, I'm laughing.

When the momma found out the story we were telling her spawn, she threatened to call us in the middle of the night when the children were having bad dreams. No problem Jake and I agreed as we already had that part of the plan figured out. We would simply forward our phones back to the momma's house and she would simply be calling her own voice mail. LMAO

Am I bad or just over worked? Before you answer you should know...these children are family as well so they might as well get used to what happens when the kid and I get together.

AHHHHHH AH AH AH AH AH AH AH AH

MIA

2007-05-13T19:50:00.000-04:00

Unfortunately it doesn't look like I'll be around much for a while.

I'm good! Believe me when I say that all is well in my world. I'm just busy is all. The good news is...I've been getting things done.

BTW, I am seriously thinking about asking for my old shift back. It's cool having Mondays off, but I run out of time Tuesday through Friday. Seems I no sooner get home and it's time for bed. Not to mention Grace has given me nothing but attitude for the past few months. Since I've been on this 10 hour day shift I'm gone 12 or 13 hours a day. Grace doesn't like it. She doesn't even meet me at the door anymore.

Love to you all.

I USE TO CALL THIS MY FREIND

2007-05-10T19:00:00.000-04:00

And I guess she is still my freind. I mean she didn't blow up or anything and she does still provide me with hot water and stuff. She just sprung a leak is all.

I am choosing not to pay 90 bucks to have her disposed. While she will be replaced, I'm thinking she'll make a pretty lawn ornament. All I need now are some pretty pink posies to plant inside her. Do you think my neighbors will get mad? I know, I'll plant some tomatos and hot peppers in her. After all, she like's hot.

The guy says he will be here bright and early Monday morning. I think this is reason enough to play all day Saturday and Sunday. No work! I only want to play.

Peace out!

HELLOOOO

2007-05-09T20:02:00.000-04:00

Hi guys,

This will have to be a short and sweet lil' update.

First and most important. My hot water heater is leaking from the top. I have an insurance company and it should be covered. I'll find out tomorrow if it is and hopefully I'll only have to pay $55.00 to get it fixed. Wish me luck and pray really really hard.

Second, One of my employees is getting married on May 19th. I hold this date dear because it was my mothers birthday. We are giving him a suprise party tomorrow. I took the easy way out as I'm only bringing spinach dip and bread. I have everything mixed, but I'm still waiting on the spinach to thaw. Once it does, I'll add it and then it's off to bed for me.

A couple of the ladies decorated the room today. They did a very good job. The bride chose purple and turqouis as her colors so that's what they did our party room in. There are flowers, white bells, streamers and table cloths. I went in to see the finished project and they did a very nice job. I told them if I ever got married again, they could use dark clouds or bloody hearts with daggers stabbing through them instead of the bells. I also said I would want skelitons with signs that said...In death did they part. Sign, will you agree to make these signs if the need ever arises? LOL

cya

THE PRANK CALLER

2007-05-07T15:36:00.000-04:00

Around 4 1/2 weeks ago I started getting phone calls from an unknown caller. The first one was in the middle of the night and they hung up on me. 2 days later a strange number appeared on my cell phone and I figured it was a wrong number so I didn't call it back. Well, later that night it called again and I answered it.

Is Anthony there?

Sorry, you have the wrong number. Click.

A couple of hours later it rings again...

Is Anthony there?

Sweetie, I think if Anthony wanted to talk to you he wouldv'e given you his number. Click.

Middle of the night....

Is Anthony there?

Umm..Yes, but he can't come to the phone right now cuz he's busy eating my.....(You fill in the blank) and he's mighty good at it. Click.

So now I have 3 different numbers showing up on my cell phones caller ID.

Question: Should I post all these numbers here on my blog? Would that be mean? Mebbe I should have the Crab post them cuz she's been on a roll lately.

I hate the telephone. This is one reason why.

The weather is great here.

I'm bumbed out a little because I found out my tanning salon is closing. This was the greatest place to tan. It is a mother daughter place and they are both great people. They even gave us mirrors, deoderant, wet wipes and bath and body spray. I'm gonna miss them.

TRYING TO BE A GOOD GIRL AND GIVEM' WHAT THEY WANT

2007-05-03T20:30:00.000-04:00

Shes tired and lonely, scared and depressed.

For drunken fathers and
stupid mothers and
boy's that can't tell one girl from another.......
so she takes her pills,
careful and round,
one of these days she'll throw the whole bottle down,
but shes trying to be a good girl and givem what they want,
Marjorie's dreaming of horses.

Sung by Counting Crows. Yes I'm on this kick again.

Peace!

I ONLY WANT TO PLAY

2007-04-30T14:17:00.000-04:00

Something is happening to me here. A major change is taking place. I don't want to work anymore. I don't want to do any type of work. I only want to play and have fun.

I think Crab's old spirit is taking over me. Now that she is so busy working and being mean, all I want to do is laugh and have fun. I don't want to deal with the quality assurance plan. I don't want to paint anymore or strip wall paper. I don't want to pull weeds. Crud, even blogging has become work for me. I only want to be outside playing with the garden hose.

OK, going back outside to spray the hose some more. It's almost time for school to get out and I plan on spraying down the kids as they get off the bus. And when their parents come over to yell at me, I'm gonna spray them down too. Ahhhhh ah ah ah ah

4 DAYS OFF! WOOT!!!

2007-04-26T20:16:00.000-04:00

It's no secret I've been in a crappy mood all week. Today was bring your kid to work day. In years past I've dreaded this day big time. All the noise. Absolutely no structure whatsoever. Knowing exactly which kids will be bad because you have worked with their stupid ass parents year after year. Having my ears ring well into the evening hours after listening to the racket all day long.

The only real joy I've ever gotten out of it was having my assistant chiefs' daughter hang with me all day because D would be stuck in meetings. Little D and I would hang out and have the greatest day. Even she would comment on the other kids and how her mother would skin her hide if she ever tried pulling some of the crap she was seeing.

Today was different. I only got to see little D just long enough to hug and catch up, her mother is now downstairs and I'm not. We had three kids in my unit and it turned out to be a somewhat quiet day. I was probably the loudest of the bunch and that's the way it should be. LOL

At 4:40 I went outside to smoke. Positive I had made it without tripping over or sticking my tongue out at one of the little darlings, there were 2 little ones outside with whoever brought them. The adult was busy on her cell phone and the little ones were playing ball.

Just then the joy of having a 4 day weekend hit me...so did a ball, right in the back. Ouch! I said as I turned back around to the kids. The sweetest little girl in the world said...I'm sorry mam. I was just trying to get him good. LMAO I just had to laugh and say it was OK. Wanna know a secret? I really wanted to take my letter opener and poke a hole in that stupid ball. I have issues.

MEAN STREAK

2007-04-23T19:08:00.000-04:00

I was told today that I have a mean streak. WHATEVER! I don't really give a shit.

I guess it all started this past weekend. My boss and I switched days off this week and I have decided I HATE WORKING MONDAYS!

All I wanted to do is shuffle the files up and use the garden hose on everyone.

We have implemented a few new requirements at work. Actually they are not so new, we could have been doing it along, but now it's mandatory. So this grown man was on the phone with an employee crying like a little girl. That's right, his punk ass was crying real hard. That's when I found myself taking much pleasure in telling him that...No! I will not waive this requirement. What's that? The city is charging you a fine? Big deal! What about the poor guy you're trying to get for $10,000 in storage fees? What about his tears?!!! Oh the cry baby didn't want to hear that. WHATEVER! Have a nice day.

Sent in an Email...------Please see the attached e mail that C sent out last week concerning cell phone usage. Hang the EF up! Tee hee he he he he he he

What did you want to talk about? What's that? Can't get all your work done and the new phone system is a drag? Big effin deal! Hang your cell phone up, sit down and work! Tee hee he he he

What's that? you spent the last 20 minutes downstairs with a lobby customer? That's funny, I went down looking for you and you were nowhere to be found. Please show me the 20 minutes worth of work you completed for him. Tee hee he he he he

Bitch from you know where and enjoying every minute of it. Tee Hee he he he he he he

I HATE EVERYONE! cept for you bloggers.

Oh yea, where's the dollar you owe me???? What? Do I have first freekin national written all over my forehead? Gimme my money!

I feel so much better now.

Peace!

AHHHHHHHH AH AH AH AH AH AH AH AHA HA AHA

NO NEWS IS...

2007-04-22T08:49:00.000-04:00

Well... no news.

I've been swamped with work, both inside and outside of home. I'm really just trying to stay on top of things. I'm sorry I've been so neglectful.

My one year blogging anniversary is one day this month, so I'll just say it's today. I never have been very good at dates or names for that matter.

I have to run now.

Hugs, hairpulls and try not to dance with any lemons.

NIPPLES ARE GOOD

2007-04-18T20:31:00.000-04:00

I have been inspired to post on one of my most favorite, sensitive, pleasurable, not to be ignored subjects...Nipples.

Nipples have been around for 1000's of years. They provide nourishment for our young, bring a tremendous amount of pleasure when treated right and look rather hot when standing erect in a tight sweater.

Please feel free to share your most favorite nipple stories...here on my blog.

While I don't have time to post pictures of mine, know that I consider them to be my friends. I often refer to them as "My girls" Not to mention, they have gotten me out...or in...to many the sticky situations. LOL

For any of you who may find this post offensive, please, just go away quietly, as you don't have the stamina to win this battle. Just ask yourself..."Is this the hill I want to die on?"

Happy HNT friends.

DEAR IRS

2007-04-15T19:38:00.000-04:00

This letter is to inform you that I have generated my check made payable to you, placed it in a stamped envelope and will be mailing it on the 17th. Not the 16th., but the 17th.

Please understand, I realize it is just your job to harrass single white females with no children to deduct and I'm not holding it against you. I expect you will all be talking about me while standing out in the cold taking your smoke break. Guess what? I don't care. I will not be talking about you on my smoke break. Just the oposite. I will be taking my happy arse upstairs to payroll and claiming 9 deductions for the next five month's. Please note that I will not forget to change it back to zero and am planning on breaking even for the 2007 tax year. I don't need a refund. What I need is all my money every payday because I live in one of the highest taxed states in this great country. Sales tax, city tax, state tax, property tax, federal tax, tax on water, phone, etc... Taxed to the max, Sam I am.

Perhaps in the future, you might consider giving us single folks a tax break like you do the foreignors who come in and start businesses at my expense. I would love to open a tanning/coffee/bait/craft store. Nothing too big, just a place where I can sell worms and my dolls houses. My doll houses have electricity just incase you would now like to tax them. By electricity, I mean white christmas lights. I guess I could switch them out to the battery kind, but I prefer plugging them in.

Also, my job has me working 4, 10 hour days just in case you would like to tax that as well. I'm not bitter, just an honest, over tax paying single white female.

Hugs and Hairpulls,
Manny

I'M TRYING, HONEST!

2007-04-12T19:28:00.000-04:00

Listen guys, I'm trying to be a good blogger and play nice. While I have 5 or 6 things going on right now, I don't have the energy to post any of them and even if I did, I would only end up boring myself to tears.

So here I am, throwing a bunch of useless crap up on my blog.

It's no wonder I need reading glasses now. Do any of you realize how small the print is in this book? And yes, I have a newer version, but no picture. I spend my days reading this book, putting out fires and driving my poor boss nuts. I don't know what was with me today. I got so disgusted with getting interupted, my boss said...Candy, take a break. No that's ok, we have to get this done. Candy, I said to take a break. You don't have to drop a brick on my head. I went out to smoke. I think I scairt him. LOL

And then, when I do decide to go ahead and post new, my sentences all run together. I'm so sick of this stupid HTML. I might not be the bestestest speller, I may not be the bestestest when it comes to grammar or punctuation, but damn these sentences for running together! Dumbass HTML.

Happy thoughts and deep breaths.

A DAY LATE

2007-04-09T06:04:00.000-04:00

As uasual I'm always a day late with my posts. I was talking to a friend of mine last night. She has small children and was telling me about the Easter egg hunt she took them to yesterday.

This reminded me of when I was little. Squirrel had taken me to the park where they were having a big Easter egg hunt. I was excited and couldn't think of anything else for 2 days before. We got there and took our places. When the man yelled "go" all I could do was stand there. Squirrel was telling me to run out there and find eggs, but I just stood there frozen right where I stood. Once it was over I was ready to hunt. I remember carrying my empty basket all the way home. I was so sad. Lucky for me, while we were gone mom had hidden eggs at home. The eggs at home had money taped to them. I found all them eggs. Woot! To this day Squirrel still reminds of the egg hunt she took me to and how I just stood there doing nothing just like a pet rock.

Squirrel and I went out for Easter dinner yesterday. Originally we were going to go to Olive Garden, but at the last minute she said...Let's do Mexican. We get there and they were closed so we headed accross the street to O'Charlies. I ordered steak and crab cakes because they said it was the last day of their seefood promotion. The crab cakes were so good. About 1/2 hour later they seated people behind us. The server told them they were out of crab cakes. Squirrel and I just looked at each other and laughed. Realizing these folks were my age and how they were probably at that same egg hunt all them years ago finding the eggs I couldn't...or wouldn't, I couldn't help, but to brag as to how good the crab cakes were. LOL

BLASTED WALLPAPER FROM HELL!

2007-04-07T16:54:00.000-04:00

I'm not one to gamble, but I'd rather be here right now.

I have to post centered or else my sentences all run together. Here you have it. My tiny little haystacks. As country as I feel I am, these little bastards just aren't cutting it.

The previos owners attend the same church as Squirrel. I have their phone number. I really want to call them and let them have it big time. I should have asked for a wallpaper allowance as part of the closing. People do it all the time, only usually for carpet.

I just don't remember it being this hard. Mom and I use to do this every freakin Spring. Take it off and hang new. I have all the right tools. I'm using 'Dif' a scoring tool, a very sharp scraper (I'll post my injury another day), sponge, drop cloth, rubber gloves and all the leveredge I can muster.

This is only 2 panels. Thank God I only have to do one wall. Maybe one wall. I forgot to post the pic of why I fear they painted over some. That'll have to be another day.

I am trying so very hard to keep my eye on the prize at the end. I just keep reminding myself of how nice it'll be having fresh new paint on the walls, a new floor and countertops.

Who am I kidding? I just want to cry.

My proposition for all you men out there. I'll marry the man who show's up and takes over this here blasted home project from hell. I'm not joking. I'm talking marriage with ALL the benefits. As long as I still get to play my games and blog that is. LOL

Yeppers. I'm thinking a good honest rich man, who will take care of me, use me for his sexual pleasure at least 4 times a week and then let me get back to blogger. LMAO

Any takers?

CELLPHONE DRIVERS !

2007-04-07T07:37:00.000-04:00

It's no secret that I get ticked at those who feel they need to be on their phones while driving. It wouldn't bother me so much if they could actually drive while talking, You know pay attention to the road, keep up with traffic or even bother to use a turn signal.

There have been many times I just wanted to grab their phone, throw it on the ground, stomp on it and then simply tell them...At least you'll have something to talk about on your next phone.

Not to mention the idiots in the grocery store line who feel they need to argue with 'their special' someone loud enough for all to hear. I just want to grab that phone, break it into tiny bits and tell them....Don't worry, by the time you get to the phone store to replace this one, your sweetie will have had time to cool off and they might just let you pay their rent. LOL

Here's what I do when people are on their phones disrupting my day out. I get close to them and start talking really loud and making all kinds of noise. They put their finger in their ear and say into the phone....What? I couldn't hear you. That's funny because I could hear them just fine. Turn down the volume dummy! And get the hell out from in front of the fudge pops! I want to buy fudge pops and you're blocking my way while you stand there asking that man why he doesn't answer your calls anymore. Ask me! I can tell you why! Dummy!!!!!

And my favorite...2 girls on the phone. Volume up as loud as it will go and they're just ripping another 'friend' to shreds with their words. I want to say...Look at you own tore up from the floor up self. And it's called a pedicure! Take them crusty old, polished chipped dogs home and cover them up.

I hate the phone. I pay 2 phone bills every month and yet, I hate talking on the phone.

Dumb sentences running together again.

Happy Saturday.

Burrrr

2007-04-06T04:31:00.000-04:00

How can it go from 80 degrees down to 30 in a day? I can't believe I was running around in shorts for 5 days and now my furnace is just a kickin. And it's suppose to stay cold until next week sometime. That's my Ohio.

At least these had been in bloom for a week before the freeze.

Happy Friday. 10 more hours and then 3 days off. Woot!

LOOK AT WHAT I CAN DO!

2007-04-03T20:17:00.000-04:00

I have been working hard practicing on my picture program Crab got me for my birthday last year. I've gotten pretty darn good at the cutting and still working hard on the inserting my cuts into new pictures.

I sure hope Crab is proud of all the hard work I've been putting into my new project.

I plan on pasting heads on animals. I have the perfect head I want to put on a goat. I was talking about the cutting of the heads at work today. Folks were just smiling, nodding and walking away real fast like. My phone hardly rang at all. I may be onto something here. LMAO Then right around 5:15, a new guy mentioned the fact I had been talking about cutting heads all day. He asked if he was doing a good job? I told him I thought his head would look good on a fish. And it would. LOL

I feel another people skills class in the works.

Peace out!

THERAPY

2007-04-02T09:48:00.000-04:00

This is only the second time I have ever posted pics of myself. I'm thinking I just have to do it. So what if I look like a goober. So what if I always have some goofy look on my face.

This was taken at Easton Mall back on 10/7/05. It was a 'sister day' out.

This is Squirrel and I. I am way too busy eating the whip cream off of my coffe to care that Crab was busy snapping pictures. So what if she caught me stuffing my face. That's what I do best. And guess what? I don't care I look like a dufus. I'm in therapy here and coming along rather nicely.

And here I am again. We were at a store that had vibrating chairs. It was the perfect finish to my day. After all, I had been busy eating, laughing, moving store maniquins around and pinching male models. I must have spent 30 minutes laying in this vibrating chair. Of course, the store manager had to come over and ask me to quiet down. When I finally got up, I looked at Crab and said..."I feel like a just finished fornicating." Doesn't get much better than that.

I thank you all for joining me in group therapy this morning.

GRATEFUL

2007-04-01T07:14:00.000-04:00

I am following signgurls lead with this one. There are so many things I am grateful for and I figure this would be a perfect 100th. post.

1-My family. It wasn't easy being raised by a single mother. There wasn't alot of money and out of all the aunts and uncles, we were the only ones being raised by 'MOM' only. I grew up feeling like the 'others' were looking down on us. I remember getting what I refered to as a sterio for Christmas one year. My cousins came over later that night and one of them said..."That is not a sterio. It's a record player" WTF? Maybe it was just a record player, but I payed it 24/7 and I loved it. While mom made many mistakes and had a temper like you would not believe, the day she passed away, I was able to tell her that God had given me the perfect mother and I meant it when I said it. She raised her girls to be self sufficient, which is something none of my cousins are now.

I love that Squirrel and I hang out every weekend and I don't have to spend my Saturdays alone. I love that Crab, Squirrel and I don't let a holiday go by without celebrating together and we also make it a point to have our "Sisters Day Out".

2-My job. I love my job and for no more education then I have, I make good money. God has given me a brain which allows me to perform at a higher level...At least at work. I dunno what happens to my brain once I pull out of the parking lot at work. LOL

3-My bed. Especially in the Winter when I know there are people sleeping outside. I actually thank God for my pillows, I have 4 of them, my bed and my comforter.

4-My love for the simple things in life. While I like going out and having fun, I can be just as happy watching the grass grow, the rain, the smell of Spring coming in. I'm happy I don't always have to be out spending money.

5-That I am happy eating cereal for dinner.

6-For having learned things the hard way. This has given me experience and has helped to build my character.

7-As much as I hate being stuck in traffic, I almost always turn it into; Thank you I have gas in my car, air in my tires, AC/heat, a sterio...and damn it! It is a sterio!

8-A few good friends. A precious few friends.

9-Grace. She is such a loving cat and always seems to know when I am down. When I had my toothache, she came right up and put her face right next to my mouth, then she meowed softly. I cried.

10-Memories. While not all of them are good ones, I seem to be able to forget the bad or at least shove them way in the back. The other day I was out back at my flower bed. I turned back toward the house and could see Ladd. I stood there remembering how he would walk the perimeter of my yard and then lay under the pine tree while I was sitting at the flower bed working. When I came back inside, I remembered the puddles I use to step in. When he got old and sick he would just go anywhere.

There is so much more I am grateful for. I'll save them for another day.

Happy Sunday!

POST # 99 WOOT!

2007-03-30T19:03:00.000-04:00

A very special friend sent this to me via e mail.

From what I understand, this guy is the most popular guy in the prison.

Hmmmm, I wonder why?

MY HORRIBLE SCOPE FOR TODAY

2007-03-28T20:52:00.000-04:00

The chart that came with the following refused to download...or upload. Believe me, it wasn't pretty. I don't believe in horrible scopes, but this one sort of fit today.

Mars Square Venus
Mar 27, 2007 to Mar 29, 2007

You're a loaded weapon right now. True, you can't officially be set on 'stun' -- but you could certainly wipe out an entire offending species, if you so choose.

I have my dishes prepared for tomorrows retirement party. While I hate to see Miss E. leave, I have to admit she has been an emotional drain on me over the years, especially since my promotion seeins how I can't just send her away anymore. Geez! She's old school and get's confused sometimes.

You all know I have some very interesting conversations at work. Please answer the following,

Question: Socks. Do you match them with your shoes or your pants?

My view on something else. Never, ever, ever, wear white shoes with black stockings. Ladies please, this looks stupid as hell. However, you can wear black shoes with white stockings, but you may not want to wear white stockings.

Another note to the ladies. It's called a pedicure! If you insist on wearing open toed shoes, please have your little piggies attended too. If you need a referal, ask me. I'll send you to see my girl Anna, and for a mere $15.00, she'll hook you up. She'll even sit you in a chair that massages and soak your tootsies in a whirpool tub. She also uses a nice salt scrub on your legs so they be all smooth and stuff for days.

There you have it. I am now going to take my happy behind along with my attitude to bed.

Peace Out!

I HAVE SOMETHING!

2007-03-25T19:54:00.000-04:00

I was sitting here blog tripping. Of course I went to visit signgurl. Reading her blog reminded me of something that happened about 4 years ago.

I am a memebr of a big church. 5000 strong. You can see it on TV. I tend to sit in the back, behind the TV cameras.

God gives everyone different gifts. I believe this because the bible says so. The word also says that our singing His praises is a delight to His ear.

God gave me rythem and not a voice for song. I can not carry a tune. I know this to be true because my mom told me so. This one day, the worship leader told us all to sing along. I was feeling it and started singing along. The entire congregation was singing too.

Well, the man in front of me, turned around and looked at me. This man is a nice guy and I had seen him there every service and we often spoke pleasantries to one another. I just pointed up front and told him "God is up there." LMAO

I don't sing there anymore, but I still keep the rythem. btw, the man no longer stands in front of me. LOL

He didn't give me the gift for spelling, grammar or punctuation either. He made me a number's type girl.

BORED AS HELL WITH AN ATTITUDE

2007-03-24T19:49:00.000-04:00

I have nothing new to blog and I'm bored as hell.

Oh, I have pictures I've received via e mail and I am finding myself bored with them too.

No wonder this lady is smiling so big. I'd be smiling too, if I could grow them on trees without having to put up with all the background noise.

Want to know a secret? I spent all day in bed. I didn't even go out with Squirrel. Now I'm ticked because I wasted an entire day.

I'm only posting new because I am so close to reaching 100 new posts. I am really closer to 300, but my dumbass deleted my blog. Don't ever let me do that again. LOL

Why in the hell are my sentences running together again? I though I had that fixed. Back to bed now. Peace out.

I THINK IT'S SAFE NOW

2007-03-23T19:32:00.000-04:00

Hoping the snow is finished till Christmas time, I am posting this.

Why don't my snowmen ever turn out this way?

BLOGGERS ARE THE BEST

2007-03-22T18:56:00.000-04:00

I have had alot of thing's going on lately. One thing right after another.

First, I owe the IRS. Yes it's my own fault because I claimed 9 deductions for almost 10 month's last year. I do this every year, but only for 5 month's, which means I usually break even. No refund and no owe. Last year I forgot to change it. I now look myself in the mirror and say "Candy, it's your own damn fault. Bite the bullet and get over it". No biggy, it's not the first time I've cause a mess. I have the money and other then a crunch it's really not a biggy.

And then, I had a tooth from hell. I suffered from the most horrific pain ever. The dentist made it all better, so all is well there.

Work. Receive e mail; change the format on this...change the format on that...ok...whatever...you want it...I'm on it. Do this and btw, I needed it last week. I have not missed a deadline yet. Thank God for my boss, he's a great help and feeling it as well. Not to mention my phone rings off the hook. What I want to say is...You have 25 years in. I only have 19. Why don't you know this shit already! I can't say it out loud because if I do, it's off to another 'people skill' class. All of this causes me to clench my teeth, which of course is not good because I am a teeth grinder and need a mouth guard. I can handle my job. I actually love it, but damn! Get over yourself already!!!!

Unattached. This doesn't really bother me much. However, when I start feeling lonely, it's a bad lonely. Most of the time I'm happy not to be bothered, but here lately...Well, nuff said, I'll get over that too.

For the last couple of week's I have just been feeling all kinds of beat up on. I'm told this builds character. How much character do I really need? LOL

And then, I make one little comment on someone's blog. I was tired and feeling gloomy. You'll have that with me. I received an e mail. It was short and sweet and lifted my spirit greatly. TC posted "Good things about being a woman" I probably have the title wrong, but you get the idea. One of the facts was...A woman get's flowers and yummy chocolates. I commented I don't ever get flower's or yummy chocolates and he sent me these...

Now I know for a fact, he has his own stuff going on in life. The fact that he would be so kind to me brought a tear of joy to my eye's. Of course i banged my head when I tried smelling these beauties and chipped a tooth on the chocolate, but I can live with that.

Thank You TC. I think you are a sweetie.

p.s. I think my sentences are running together again. If it hurt's too bad to read this long ass post, I'll understand.

THIS MORNING'S SUNRISE

2007-03-19T18:50:00.000-04:00

I took these this morning. My mind wondered to tc when I saw it. As far as I can tell, he is the only one that share's my love for mornings.

I was seeing pink coming throught the blinds. I peeked out and saw this. I grabbed my camera and went out front. I tried to be careful so my neighbor's wouldn't think I was taking pictures of them. My back yard is more "Taking pictures friendly" but you can't see the sun coming up from out there.

Now it had just finished sleeting here and I was cold as anything being out there without my coat.

How does the saying go?

Red sky at night, sailor's delight. Red sky in the morning, sailor's warning.

Must be true because it stormed later today when I was sitting in the dentist chair. Loud thunder. I shared my need to go storm chasing with my dentist. She told me she could help them identify my body with my dental records. LOL She had jokes.

Enjoy.

THE SQUIRREL HIT ME WHILE I WAS DOWN

2007-03-18T17:52:00.000-04:00

For those of you who are my friends, you know I have suffered this past week from a toothache from hell. My friends also know I have a love for cheap Mexican food and that the Squirrel does not share this same love.

Friday night, around 6:30 Squirrel calls me.

Squirrel: Have you eaten anything since you left the dentist?

Me: Just some tomato soup. I'm still numb and all I want is something with some substance.

Squirrel: Why don't you make some scrambled eggs.

Me: My eggs have an expiration date of 2/27/07.

Squirrel: They are still good. I eat expired eggs all the time.

Me: The last thing I need is food poisening. I can't stand the thought of getting sick.

Squirrel: I'll bring you something, just listen for me to honk in your driveway.

Me: You're the bomb. I'll be waiting.

A little later, in my driveway.

Squirrel: I stopped at McDonalds. I figure they are soft enough for you to eat. I ordered them without pickle so they should be fresh.

Me: Did you get me a chocolate shake?

Squirrel: No, the machine didn't look clean. I got you 3 cheeseburgers. They are Mexican.

Me: Cool. I didn't know they had Mexican cheeseburgers.

Squirrel snicker's and pull's away. I go inside. I am so ready for some real food. I grab a plate and unwrap my burger's. These don't look any different I thought. Maybe they put some cool Mexican sauce on them.

I realized while taking my first bite I had been suckered. Damn Squirrel! How could she tease me so after all I had been through this week.

She calls when she got home. (Calling each other after we get home is what we do. We have to let each other know we are home and safe.)

Me: These are not Mexican cheeseburgers.

Squirrel: Yes they are. They were made by Mexicans. And then she burst into laughter. I kid you not. She is laughing hysterically. She laugh's for about 5 minutes.

Me: You're not even funny. I don't know why you are laughing cuz it's not the least bit funny.

Squirrel: Yes it is.

She just kept on laughing and I finally just hung up the phone. It's ok though because it was my pick the next time we went out. Guess what I picked? That's right. Cheap Mexican. I ordered so much food. I had chili con queso, guacamole, beef fajitas, charro beans. I was even eaten her food right off her plate. Oh, I threw some green bell pepper's her way, but I was feasting.

btw, I ask Crab all the time if she actually remember's seeing mom pregnant with Squirrel. Squirrel is so opposite of Crab and I. She hate's Mexican food. All she does is work. All Crab want's to do is play. I have the perfect balance as I work and play hard. Crab and I are into decorating, painting, home projects. Squirrel is fine with the way things are. No need to paint she says. Crab and I blog and love video games. Squirrel makes fun of us for blogging and thinks games are a waste of time. Crab and I get in and out of the grocery store, Squirrel has to touch everything.

Squirrel is easy, Crab and I believe nothing. Squirrel is so easy, a few years back, the Wednesday before Thanksgiving. I was at work. I had just got a picture cell phone. Sitting at my desk, looking at a picture of our mom, I take a picture of the picture. On Thanksgiving day, we are at Crab's house. I show the picture to Squirrel and say...This just showed up on my phone this morning. Squirrel looks at me all big eyed and stuff and says...Really? LOL Crab and I are rolling on the floor laughing. Then during dinner, Jake tell's her a story about a giant deformed house spider. He tell's her the spider got this way from bug killer. How it walks sideways and stuff. He was laying it on pretty thick and Squirrel was all believing him. I think she even said she saw one of them there spiders. LMAO

Damn, this sure is a long post. I guess I'm just feeling better.

WHY DIDN'T I THINK OF THAT?

2007-03-16T20:32:00.000-04:00

I had today off. Actually, I only worked 2 days this week. I went to the dentist today for a root canal. Believe me, I would have rather been at work.

For the past couple of weeks, I have noticed a noise in my car while driving. It didn't make it all the time, just enough to cause me some concern.

Before the dentist, I went tanning. I thought about what I would eat after leaving the dentist office...Rice and mashed potato's from Popeyes or maybe sausage gravy and bisquits from Bob Evans. I have been living on tomato soup this week and thought I would be cool once the doc did her thing.

I was in her chair for over 2 hours. Shit damn, I've never known anything like that. I didn't stop for food, but what I did do is pull into to Firestone to have my car checked out. I let the guy know I had just left the dentist office and did my best to describe the noise my car was making. He must have felt sorry for me because he took it right in. Some other guy was looking it over, scratched his head and looked some more. He came in to the lobby and told me he wanted to test drive it. I guess I'm just a cocky bitch because I told him I never let anyone drive my car. Of course I was slurring my words and only one side of my face was moving. I even asked to see his driver's license. I think I saw him roll his eyes at me. The whole time the shop manager was just a hovering.

I watch him drive off in my car. He returns in less then 5 minutes and parks it outside. He comes inside and says, I found the problem. Well, why did you leave it outside I asked. He held out his hand and showed me a dime. WTF? A dime ? He informed me he found it in one of my cubby drawers. As it turns out, the dime rolled around everytime I turned a corner and that's what I was hearing. I don't remember putting a dime in there. I never keep change inside my car.

There I was busting the poor guys balls over driving my car even after they took me right in. They didn't even charge me for "Services Rendered". I told them I would blog nice things about them.

FIRESTONE ROCKS!

MY POND

2007-03-15T19:58:00.000-04:00

Here is my pond. Every time we get a hard soaking rain it fills up.

I have to admit, the first time this happened, I got a little....concerned.

I mean, when I closed on the house I was here. It was a bonus for me, sitting in my new kitchen closing the deal and all. My realitor and close friend told me...Noone will ever build out there. The city owns it. I didn't quite understand why the city would just be sitting on this lot and not selling it off to developers. that was 11/23/2003.

I moved in on 12/7/2003, just in time for Christmas. YAY! I loved it. The house is plenty big enough for one. I wouldn't want to raise a family here, but who am I kidding? I'm not gonna be raising a famliy and I probably will not ever mayy again. After all, I'm not stupid.

Then came Spring of 2004. Then there was rain. Then there was my pond. I was outside when the storm started. I came inside once the down pour hit. I grabbed a bowl of cereal and stood at my princess doors. they are like french doors, but only one door opens.

There I stood feeling all happy, fullfilled, blessed by God and munching on my most favorite cereal in the world (at that time) when I noticed the field filling up with water. It had only been raining for like an hour. The water was just a rising. OMG! Why? !!!! I just stood there. I grabbed my homeowner's insurance just to verify that I wasn't in a flood zone. Nope! there is was in black and white. This is not a flood zone.

The rain stopped and the pond didn't get any more full. With this laying heavy on my mind I went on to bed. Yes. When it's time for sleep, I sleep. I sleep through almost anything. I woke up the next morning and noticed it was starting to drop. By nightfall it was empty. Turns out, there is a little creek type thing that runs down the back of all the house's on my street. I even went for a walk and followed it. Soon after, I made friends with the neighbor next door. Being in there back yard, ( you can't see it from mine because of a privacy fence, I saw the little stream like thingy.

It turned out to be the coolest thing. The ducks even swim out there. there were duck tonight, but you can't see them in my picture.

Well, looky up there. I've gone and written a book. Are any of you publishers?

HOW COOL !

2007-03-14T19:32:00.000-04:00

I'm sitting here, trying to catch up with everyone on blogger. My windows are open and I'm hearing a familiar sound only it wasn't registering. Then, all of the sudden, I realize I'm hearing thunder! Woot.

Of course I grab my trusty old camera and run outside. We're getting a thunderstorm! YAY! My mom always said a thunderstorm brings in Winter and another one brings in the Spring.

I little later I plan on going out back and snipping some of my neighbors Forsythia branches, bringing them inside and forcing them to bloom.

CLEAN UP

2007-03-13T15:46:00.000-04:00

I had a doctor's appt. today. I called my boss and told him...I can come in after I get out of her office and he told me not to worry about it and go ahead and take the whole day off. Seein's how it was gonna be in the 70's today, I said OK, cya tomorrow. I'm feeling somewhat better and when I got home I saw this...

Clean up. I have pine cone's everywhere. My entire back yard is peppered with them. My plan is to take the rake and get busy.. This is not the "busy" I'd like to be gettin', but I gotta. I'm out there just a raking and then I heard the argument. The children getting out of school got into a big fight. I am not posting the pics cuz they are minor's and didn't think that would be right, however. I did go out and break it up. 4 on 1 is just wrong so I got involved. "Candy to the rescue". If I get sued, I do have pics to back me up.

My back yard is covered with these things. The temp is suppose to drop by this weekend so if I'm not painting, I'll be right here playing.

Peace Out!

Luvya

WORST DATE EVER REPEAT

2007-03-10T21:13:00.000-05:00

I posted this last summer. It was one of my "worst dates ever" series.

I've been divorced for 5 1/2 years. I got everything in the divorce and got rid of my house, moved into an apartment to save money. One of my neighbors was going through a divorce and once his was final, he asked me out. I hesitated, but accepted none the less.

He pick's me up and we head to the movies. My mother always told me to never go on a date without having cash on my person. I should have listened. He buy's our tickets and we take out seat's.

We were sitting there making small talk and watching everyone arrive. I am a back row sitter and could see everyone. That's when I noticed all the icee's and started getting thirsty. Oh how the thirst was taking over. I didn't say anything at first, I just sat there talking and watching.

That's when I asked...Do you think you could buy me an icee?

Date: I bought the ticket's, don't you think you should buy the snack's?

I just sat there speechless. I didn't know what to say. I knew I didn't have any cash...Oh, I'm sure I had a few dollars worth of change in the bottom of my purse, but wtf?

Finally I was able to utter...You are absolutely correct. I left my seat, walked down the stairs and dug my cell phone out of my purse. I called a cab and left his sorry ass sitting there.

Was I wrong? Had I been out of the dating scene for so long the rules had changed? Don't get me wrong. I am not a gold digger. I always thought that the person asking should pay. If I had asked him out, I would have paid. Back in my younger years I asked someone out. I was going to pay, but he wouldn't let me.

Did I miss something? What do you think?

MUST THINK HAPPY THOUGHTS

2007-03-08T16:26:00.000-05:00

One thing always leads to another. I go back today just to find out something else has popped up. Whatever, I can handle it. I'm not sure how yet, but I know I will.

Happy Thoughts

1-We turn the clocks ahead this weekend.

2-Spring is coming. I know this because I can see my nieghbors Forsythia bush swelling.

3-Turns out, I don't owe the IRS my life, just a chunk.

4-Work is great.

5-My blogger friends are great.

6-I get to eat cheap Mexican food again and yes, I will be milking it.

7-They gave me Vicodin for the pain.

8-The sun is out and I have a window open.

9-I'm seriously on the hunt for a puppy. No really. I'm not kidding this time. If I find a boy pup, I will name him g.

10-The Squirrel has finally turned against the chinese buffet. We went there late this past Saturday and hse didn't like it. YAY!

11-I have very good health insurance.

12-After tomorrow, I'll have 3 days off.

What are some of your happy thoughts?

TESTING SEARCH WORDS

2007-03-04T19:59:00.000-05:00

This is just a test. I'm posting words at random. Words that if one were to search on the net, may bring them here. They are as follows:

1-Red dress

2-Dog lover

3-Anal sex

4-Enamel

5-Wallpaper

6-Oral sex

7-Breast enlargement

8-Blogs

9-Ice storm

10-Anti lock brakes

11-Fidelity

12-Elvis

13-Three inch heels

14-Broken wrist

15-Kidney disease

16-Sea salt

17-Tight sweater

18-Domination

19-Submissive

20-Hard core

No, my mind isn't on anything inparticuler. It's just that my post has been up way too long and I have nothing new to talk about. Tomorrow will be very busy for me. I miss you all.

CHECKIN' IN

2007-02-28T21:32:00.000-05:00

Hello friends. I stopped in just to let you all know I'm alive and kickin'.

I didn't leave work tonight until almost 8. So much for not working over with my new 10 hour day schedule. LOL It isn't all that bad, I was just setting myself up for a sweet Thursday morning. My weekly report is complete. Imagine their delight when they come in and find it sitting there in their e mail first thing in the morning. Yeeeeeee Haw!

Of course this means...no HNT for you guys. Maybe next week I'll show you all some 'hand cupped breastestes'.

Sleep now.

ORNERY ROTTEN

2007-02-25T08:02:00.000-05:00

The boss of a big company needed to call one of his employees about an urgent problem with one of the main computers. He dialed the employees home phone number and was greeted with a child's whispered, "Hello?"

Feeling put out at the inconvenience of having to talk to a youngster the boss asked, "Is you daddy home?"

"Yes", whispered the small voice. "May I speak to him?" the boss asked. To his suprise, the small voice whispered, "No"

Wanting to speak to an adult, the man asked, "Is your mommy there?"

"Yes", came the answer. "May I speak with her?" Again, the small voice whispered, "No"

Knowing that is was not likely that a young child would be home alone, the boss decided he would leave a message with the person who should be there taking care of the child. "Is there anyone there besided you?" asked the man.

"Yes" whispered the child, "A policeman." Wondering what a policeman was doing at his employees house, the boss asked, "May I speak with the policeman?"

"No, he's busy." Whispered the boy. "Busy doing what?" asked the man. "Talking to daddy and mommy and the fireman." the boy whispered.

Growing concerned and even worried as he heard what sounded like a helicopter through the earpiece on the phone, the boss asked, "What's that noise?"

"A hello copper" answered the whispering voice. "What is going on there?" the boss asked now alarmed.

In an awed whispering voice the boy answered, "The search team just landed the hello copper."

Alarmed, concerned and more then just a little frustrated the boss asked, "Why are they there?"

Still whispering, the young voice replied with a long muffled giggle, "They're looking for me."

WHEN I RETIRE I PROMISE

2007-02-23T17:23:00.000-05:00

1-To get all of my shopping finished between the hours of 9 a.m. and 3 p.m.

2-Not to drive slow in the fast lane during rush hour.

3-In fact, I will not drive anywhere for anything between the hours of 4 p.m. and 6 p.m.

4-Call your business and keep you on the phone for 30 minutes because I'm bored.

5-Try to make you feel sorry for me cuz I'm old and stuff. That should be easy since I will be retired with full benefits at age 55.

6-I will not smell like cabbage or whatever that odor is. I can't put my finger on it.

7-I will blog more often and post more funny things.

8-Comment eveywhere in blogland.

9-I will not feel sorry for you. I will simply tell you "Sometime's life is a bitch, so just get over
it."

10-If you are crying, I will not hand you a used tissue.

11-Order my "I'm retired so just leave me the hell alone" Sign from...Sign of course.

12-Visit g's dealership and test drive all the Corvette's at least once a week.

I am still working on my 'Promise' list. I better get it done because I only have 10 years and one week left.

GAMES PEOPLE PLAY

2007-02-22T19:34:00.000-05:00

OK! If I have done anything to you, please just let me know. I'm not gonna sit here and try to guess. I just don't have the time for that crap!

Peace out!

JEEZ!

2007-02-20T20:29:00.000-05:00

Remember a few weeks back, I posted about how I was the worst Imer ever?

Well tonight I did the same damn thing, only I walked away from my own comment on my own blog. Honest! I wouldn't lie to any of you.

Here's what I think happened. I smoke and I was expecting a visitor the doesn't smoke. I was in here smoking, waiting on my visitor to show up. Because I was smoking and because it was so hot and balmy today, I had my puter room window and my front door open.

While typing my comment I heard what sounded like a car stuck on the ice, with a driver that didn't know crap about the whole rocking back and forth concept. I walk to my front door and yell: I don't have any salt left, but I have a shovel. The driver, jumped out of his car, (he was foriegn, middle eastern) and walked towards me. I said: I'll open the garage door.

Poor guy started chopping at the ice. The shovel I gave him was a yard shovel. I didn't want to chance him bending up my snow shovel.

Finally, after about 15 minute's of watching the guy chip away at the ice and not knowing how to do the 'back and forth' thing I walked out to his car. I said: I'll get behind the wheel and you push. Of course, being the experianced 'ice and snow' driver I am, I was able to get his car backed out to dry pavement.

Now in the morning when I leave for work, I'll have to back out over that same ice. If I get stuck, I'm gonna be pissed. My drive way is dry, but there is a concrete pad covered with ice that I'll have to drive over before I hit the street. I live on what is called a cove. I refer to it as a caldisac wanna be.

See, it's nothing personal. I guess I just don't multi task as good as I used to.

I have to add this, for g. SHIT ! SHIT ! SHIT! SHIT!

G, YOU HAPPY NOW?

RIGHT ON.

WHY I STARTED BLOGGING

2007-02-18T20:06:00.000-05:00

A year ago I didn't have internet service. As a matter of fact, my computer was from 1993, it was first thing the pie eater (ex-husband and no! not that kind of pie) and I went in debt for . When we met and married, we were both debt free.

Last March, the Squirrel calls me, the conversation went like this:

Squirrel: I need you mailing address.
Me: You know my address silly. You send me cards all the time.
Squirrel: I know, but I have to know it now.
Me: Why?
Squirrel: Listen! I have to be in surgery in 10 minutes, just give my your address!
Me: Whatever! yadda yadda yadda. The yadda is me giving her my address.

Later that night, we hook up for dinner.

Me: Why did you need my address?
Squirrel: I ordered you a Dell. It will be delivered to your house.

Now Squirrel laying these types of gift's on me is pretty much the norm. I am the spoiled BABY sister.

Of course I'm at work while they are trying to deliver it, so I get off an hour early to pick it up. I have the coolest boss. Cool in way's I could never explain.

I get it home, set it up, and immediately go for the games. Of course Crab know's I now have a brand new puter. I had heard her talk about blogging before, but thought it was...a silly way for one to spend their free time. She is on the phone with me daily trying to convince me to go online. (Crab hate's the phone, so I figure there must be something to it) Two weeks later, I'm calling the cable company to hook me with internet service. I even make the appointment for two weeks after the call. Oh, they offered it up in three days. They will do that when it come's to making more money off someone, but I made them wait two week's before coming.

Here I sit with internet service. I don't have a clue as to why I agreed, but I did. I hit Crabby's blog and left a comment on a post she did the week before. She laughed and explained to stay with the current post.

It didn't take long for me to decide I didn't like being anon, so I created my own blog. I did everything they said and somehow managed to delete it. WTF? I cried to myself. i start hitting Crab's blog just begging for help. Who show's up? Barman. Barman is my hero. He came out into cyber space, found my blog and started commenting. A few minutes later, Denny showed up and then finally Crab. I think Crab was watching that awful American Idol, so she didn't know what was going on.

I came home the next day and Crab had my blog all starightened out. She even had my blog roll. I still don't know how to do the blog roll thingy, so that's why it hasn't been updated to add my new favorites blogs. Sorry g. If I new how, you would be on it.

Why the name Man Eater? You ask. Crab named me. I have been divorced almost six years. (6 in May) I have been out with seven guy's since then. Out of the seven, two had potential, but too much baggage. The other five didn't get a second date and I even left one of them at the movie theatre.

G, being new to my blog, has missed out on a lot of my past post's. I deleted it again this past August or early September, I don't remember. The second time was on purpose. I was getting way too addicted to being online and was going to stop altogether. Lucky for me, Milkmaid, (Crab's partner in crime) had access to my password and stuff, so she had me saved somewhere and when Crab told me to bring my blog back, Milky was there to help. She is the reason I have this way too cool template.

I may post some of the worst dates ever, but I will never do my "Manny After Dark" again. I shouldn't have posted them in the first place and if I brought shame on my family, I'm sorry.

There you have it. Why I blog. I do enjoy it. I wish I could be out playing during the day while the rest of you are online, but I have a mortgage to pay so I have to work. I am just happy you all comment while I'm out making the kitty litter money. You all make coming home from work, seem less lonely and for that, I thank you.

Hugs and Hairpulls.