I’m giving out an Award!

If you can believe it, I got ANOTHER award! I know it is so hard to believe! I just love getting awards! Really, really I do! So without further ado here it is in all of it’s glory!

I got this little baby from JujuBoo. It was created by Momma Dawg. I must admit I hadn’t read JujuBoo, but after a quick visit I can say I will be back, as if I truly need another blog to read! Oh, well, I am always on the look out for a great new blog! OK, here are the rules that I must put in here…..

1. Choose 5 bloggers that you feel are “Kick Ass Bloggers”
2. Let them know in your post or via email or blog comments that they have received an award
3. Share the love and link back to both the person who awarded you and back to www.mammadawg.com
4. Hop on back to the Kick Ass Blogger Club HQ to sign Mr. Linky then pass it on!

So Thank you Lisa!!! And I am going to pass it along to 5 deserving Kick Ass Bloggers!

Squared Off because you so deserve this!

Janice over at Chasing Myself I just love her!!

In Search of Fun Patty, I see a lot of me over there, scary ain’t it!

Rimarama, well, it goes without saying she is great!

And finally Devilish Southern Belle I just love this rocker girl!

I am posting this tonight because I have plans to get up early and get a start on moving mom’s stuff to the new house. We finally got everything packed up in the old house, but now it has to be moved. Then it is on to the attic and all the stuff she has on her porches! She has WAY too much shit! Well, I guess I should go and let all these wonderful and deserving bloggers know that they KICK ASS!!! Until next time…..

HAVE A GREAT DAY AND THANKS FOR VISITING!!!!!

The years are slipping by…….

When did I get old? I know I am not old in calender years, I am only 38, but somehow I got old. I mean I noticed the mental part of it. Forgetting to do things, always remembering when I was younger and pointing it out in stories to my kids, thinking that people who were younger than me were quite silly, forgetting what I just said, you know the mental signs that you are getting older. I even noticed the physical signs like gray hair sprouting out all over my head, aches and pains, snapping and popping with every movement, and even, though I would certainly never admit it to my family, the occasional bout of the walking farts!

But I always thought to myself, I still look young. I have always look younger than my actual age, several years younger as a matter of fact. Sure, I noticed a darker tint to my checks and bags and dark rings under my eyes, but still I looked young, still way younger. I had a look of… I had partied hard the night before and providing no one saw me every day, they didn’t know I always looked like I was coming off a three day drunk!

Then last night I saw this……

Though it is hard to see in this picture, I have hundreds thousands of fine lines in my hands and wrinkles! I have old hands! Age spots, OH. MY. GAWD!!!!! When did this happen? Now I know that the bags and dark circles under my eyes are from old age. The darkness on my checks, not a strange tan. The gray hair, not from my children. The aches and pains, uh, it is my age!

Now I feel old. Just yesterday, my oldest son and his wife *Lord, when did I get old enough to have a daughter in law?* came over and they were approved for a mortgage. They are looking at a house! When did I get old enough to have a child that is old enough to buy a house? That means I could be a *gasp* grandma! Oh, no, I will not allow that to happen just yet! I will just have to move in with them and sleep between them!!!

It seems like yesterday, that I dreamed of being a lawyer, doctor, or teacher, I was 13! Where did the years go? And only a few days ago I brought my very first baby home from the hospital! No wait that was over 22  years ago. So it was my second baby, had to be. No that was over 19 years ago. So it was the baby, my Little Miss right? Oh, she is 9, isn’t she? So I brought my last baby home over 9 years ago? Where did the time go?

It was only a week ago that I married my high school sweetheart, we started that wonderful trip only a week ago, right? No, that would be almost 21 years ago. The hell you say! But I am a mere child, I am not old. So why do I suddenly feel ancient?

When did it start? When did I get that farting because I moved thing? And the smell….OH. MY. GAWD! It is that awful old lady smell! When did I start farting walking across the kitchen? Why won’t it stop? When did my body decide that bending over, meant that I should fart? Did I mention it has the smell of death to it?

When did sneezing signal my body to pee? Really when did I start crossing my legs to sneeze? I used to cover my mouth and nose. Not anymore, let the snot and spit fly where ever it may, but cross my legs and pray that I don’t wet myself. I feel as though Depends are just around the corner. Old lady diapers…..when did that happen?

Why is it when someone talks of the party they went to and how wasted they got, I only think of how hungover they had to be? When did I start thinking that having a couple of beers is a night of drinking? And thinking that if I drink one more, how I will pay for it in the morning. When did I become an old fart?

Since when is midnight a late night? I remember staying up all night, drinking, having sex, laughing, eating!! Now? Sex must come early or I am just too tired! Drinking, see above. Laughing? Are you kidding me? And piss all over myself? Come on, it is as bad as sneezing! Eating? PA-LEAZE! If I eat I gain weight in mere seconds! When did that happen? I used to eat all the time, junk food! Ice cream and chocolate chip cookies at midnight with a bottle of Tickle Pink Wine, my idea of fine dining! If I did that now, well, after I puked for mixing ice cream with wine, I could step on a scale and watched the pounds go up! Hell if I look at food I gain 2 pounds!!

When did my body turn against me? When did I get flabby thighs? And wings for upper arms? I swear when I wave, the arms, they keep flapping! And I no longer have a double chin, more like a triple chin. And cheeks, well, they look like a squirrel storing up for winter, after unloading and they are all saggy. And where did my ass go? I used to have a cute, perky ass! Now it sorta hangs there, slowly creeping to my knees! I guess it may be embarrassed about the sounds and smells now coming out of it! And my boobs……well, that kinda depends on if I am laying or standing. Standing, they want to visit my stomach, laying, they seemed to want to hide away under my flappy wings! It’s not like they ever hung out real high, but really, it is so unnecessary for them to hang around like they do now! Now that paints one pretty picture doesn’t it?

When did it become a necessity to take an afternoon nap? It used to be that a nap was an occasional thing when I stayed up too late and planned on being up late again. Not anymore. If I plan on staying up till bedtime, I must take a nap! When the hell did I get old?

To all my younger readers, enjoy your youth, it doesn’t last forever! The beauty, it fades. The body, it sags and aches. And suddenly one day you realize your body has a mind of its own and doesn’t care if it toots in town, during sex, while walking, coughing or talking. It becomes the body of your grandma, the one who lifts her leg and lets it fly. If you don’t understand this now….Know that your day is coming!

To my older readers, how do you manage? Does it ever get better or do you just quit caring?

To those of you who are right here with me…… Damn open a window and let the smell out! Grab a Depends and share your horror stories.

I challenge you all to write a post about it. If your younger, first screw you and your perky damn body! Just kidding, I think. Write about what you are dreading about getting older. If your older, share your horror stories and give us new to old fartdom a good laugh. If your right at the beginning, what has changed in your life? Then challenge your readers to do the same. You could even mention me, hell if I must get older, the least you could do is make me famous! heh!! If you accept this challenge, leave me a comment and let me know and I will come laugh at with you! So until next time, I will be giving out another award!…….

HAVE A GREAT DAY AND THANKS FOR VISITING!!!!!!!

Oh, you gotta wonder…..

If this is a good sign for the day to come. I got up with a headache and had to drive hubby’s truck down to the end of the driveway.

I have had more headaches here lately than I have had sex! But according to my husband that ain’t saying much. Think that may be a hint? Seriously I have had a headache everyday for the last 2 weeks. It usually comes on during the afternoon and I can lay down and it will ease up and go away. I try not to take anything as long as I can stand it. People keep telling me it could be rebound headaches from taking medicine for the headaches. But I think I would have to take something for that to happen.

But this morning I got up with it, hell I went to bed with it last night! I developed it yesterday afternoon and hubby came home early and screwed up my nap time so I never really got rid of it. I don’t see that as a good sign for the day.

Hubby drove my car to work and left me his truck to drive to the end of the driveway to get Little Miss on the bus. Oh, this was a joke! He lowered it a couple of weeks ago, so the ride is rough as hell! But that is not the big joke. No the big joke is that it is a 5 speed manual transmission! I CAN NOT drive a straight shift! Oh, what fun we had as I nearly killed the motor taking off! I managed to get the clutch back in before it actually died, but then the bouncing started! We jerked forward and jerked back, we laughed all the way down the driveway! Once I got it going I did OK, but he failed to tell me he really didn’t have good brakes either! As I was trying to get this truck turned, NO power steering either, I was heading toward a ditch and I damn near had a panic attack as I got closer and closer to the ditch and the truck kept going and going! I finally got it stopped but one look at Little Miss convinced me, I could have done a better job of not terrifying her. I did get it in reverse and backed up without bouncing!

I can say that I waited til the bus was well out of sight before I attempted the drive back up the driveway! No need to embarrass the child any further! I am sure the neighbors had a good laugh at my expense. Hell, I got a good laugh! So did Little Miss, who actually was in a fair decent mood this morning!

I could not believe there was no screaming, no yelling, no flinging, no pouting, no griping! Ever heard of the Body Snatchers? The Stepford Wives? Maybe she was switched during the night, gotta wonder! Either that or she will be awful this afternoon! I told her to hope for no rain this afternoon, because I wouldn’t be going down the drive to get her in that damn truck. Or to hope her father was home with my car. This kid runs non stop all evening but for some reason she can’t walk up the driveway without dying! Lazy I tell you! I just don’t know where she gets it! *ahem*

This is on a whole different topic but I just need to ask something…… Would you take something to somebody’s house and give it to them saying, “It doesn’t taste good, but I figured you would eat it.”? I mean if it doesn’t taste good, why give it to somebody else? My MIL does that to me all the time. Yesterday it was watermelon that was still a bit too green to eat, a few days ago it was cantaloupe that had no taste to it at all. She is the world’s worst to do that. Ham that has been sitting on the table for 2-3 days, she brings it to me. BBQ that is 2 weeks old, I get that too. She always says, “If you don’t want it, throw it away. I just can’t waste food like that.” I just can’t do that, if I won’t eat it, I won’t give it to others. What the hell do they want with it?

Another thing, she doesn’t cook supper for my FIL, she eats out while she is at work. She gripes that I send him a plate. I figure he needs to eat too. She honestly tells me not to fix him a plate, she buys him Vienna sausages and potted meat, he can eat that. What is wrong with me sending him food. It would be fine if I sent to her. She gripes that he will eat my food but not her’s. Maybe I am a better cook, hummm. I just don’t understand her.

When they go out to eat, she tells him he has to drink water, they charge for coke. But she gets tea, she led him to believe tea is free. We told him they charge for tea too, so he ordered coke the next time. She fussed at him and told him, he took the waitress’ tip! That if she had to pay for his coke, the waitress wouldn’t get a good tip. He is back to ordering water, so the waitress will get a tip! Have I mentioned lately that my MIL is a bitch!!!????!!! And what is the worst part of all of this? He gives her the money to pay for it!!!! How crazy is that?

I think I will go and try to get the house straightened up and then try to get rid of this headache. I have been very bad lately not reading my favorite blogs, but I hope to get caught up soon. I have gotten roped into stupid on-line surveys and a few on-line games I have gotten addicted to, even Plurk has suffered! And it has been a while since I have been on Twitter too. We won’t even talk about my email! It just keeps growing and growing. So forgive me for missing your post, if you have a great one, let me know so I don’t miss it. I will get around to everyone, I swear! So until next time…..

HAVE A GREAT DAY AND THANKS FOR VISITING!!!!!!

I swear, I am a good mom.

No really, I am. Don’t ask my daughter though, she would deny it with every fiber of her body. At what age do your kids actually like you? I have a 22 year old who, I believe, tolerates me, but I never see him. My 19 year old thinks I am a huge pain in his ass and the 9 year old, well……She can’t stand the sight of me!

So what did I do this time? Well, it started yesterday. It’s selling time at school again and I had a few snotty bitchychoice words to say about it. In my defense I do not send her to school to learn how to sell high dollar shit. If she is going to sell something it should benefit me! heh!! I mean give me a break…..7.5 oz of Pecan Clusters are 11 bucks! 21 bucks for a little tea light holder!!!

1. I don’t need this shit and neither does anyone else.

2. They hype these kids up with shit like, “Sell 200 items and get a Wii for FREE!!!!!!!”

3. The prizes are shit and I could go to the Dollar Tree and buy the stuff for WAY cheaper!

4. I hate hitting people up to buy this shit because then they come to me wanting me to buy shit from their kids!

So yea, I had a few words to say on the subject. And I was told, I needed to just hush and sell it! Yes, she is still living and doesn’t have a mark on her! If she had been a hair closer I could have got her! heh!

So what was next? She felt bad. She was absolutely dying! DYING, I tell you. Well, I didn’t buy it. She was up running like a wild child, sassing me and eating like there was no tomorrow and if she didn’t eat it, somebody else would! The second she heard her dad pull up in the drive, she was DYING. She crawled up in his lap and whined about how bad she felt and how I was just mean to her. I do believe it had something to do with the fact that I had told her she needed to get started on that awful stuff the teachers call homework!

It wasn’t like she had too much to do……Write her spelling words 2 times each, she has 20 words. Do 2 pages in her spelling workbook, about 20 problems. Study for a language test, types of sentences. Study for a test Alabama History, she had a worksheet to study. And read a book for an AR test, she has 1.4 points and has 6 weeks to get a total of 9 points. The book she had to read was short, worth .5 points.

She really didn’t want to get started and dad was no help. He rocked her and she took a 30 minute nap in his lap. Spoiled brat! I had to turn into bad mom and kick her ass and get her started, it was something like,

ME…..”What is the capital of Alabama?”

HER…. “HUH?”

ME…..”Capital of Alabama?”

HER….”I hate you! Montgomery!!!!!!” *rolling eyes and growling*

ME…..”Yes, what is the largest city?”

You get the picture, I asked questions and kept repeating them until she answered me and then I got out her workbook and started doing her spelling out loud until she grabbed the book away and did it. Grumbling the whole time.

She didn’t like supper either. I thought it was pretty good if I do say so myself. Chicken cooked in the crock pot all day with BBQ sauce, potato salad and baked beans. The meat just fell off the bone! And my potato salad wasn’t filled with chunks of onions. And the baked beans weren’t made with Taco Bell meat sauce. *interesting side note…..My SIL made her baked beans for the littlest hellion’s birthday party with meat sauce from Taco Bell. She bought just meat “for her dog”. She had forgot to buy hamburger meat and didn’t want to go back to the grocery store, so she figured this was already cooked and it was hamburger…..It tasted funny, but they were eaten.*

Then it was bedtime and of course Little Miss didn’t want to go to bed, wrestling was on, I mean wrestling is like air for her, she must have it! I allowed her to watch the last 5 minutes, I thought good mom, she thought BITCH. She again complained of feeling bad, I told her to go to sleep. I mean she was just jumping around on the bed talking about the last match! Please, I am NOT an idiot!

So that brings us to this morning. I was informed that she still felt bad, she had gotten sick during the night. I doubt that because if she gets sick, she does not hesitate to get me up. She had a fever last night, she must be fever free for 24 hours or she can’t go to school. I told her the teacher didn’t know she run a temp *99.4* yesterday. She tried to tell me in the 4th grade, if you go to school that they won’t let you come home if you get sick. I blew that one out of the water, I told her if she got sick just do it in the classroom floor, the teacher would be glad to get rid of her. That led to that, “FINE! I will go to school and make everyone sick and it will be all your fault!!! You don’t care, I will just go to school sick and then everyone can get sick and they will miss school because their moms care if they are sick!!!! You are so MEAN!!!” This is where I say, “So you get where I going. OK, what are we wearing to school today?”

Can you believe this is her closet and drawers…..

 

So what do hear when she walks into her closet? ” I don’t have anything to wear to school!” WTF?!?!?!?!? I walked in and found several nice outfits, none of which she liked and she commenced to throw in the floor. Yes, again, she is still living and she doesn’t have a mark on her! WeI decided on a pair of Capris and a nice red shirt, she yanked the Capris out of my hand, threw them on the floor and chose a different pair of Capris. I sang a wonderful song, wanna hear it, goes a little something like this….

I love Little Miss, I love Little Miss, I won’t kill her today. I love Little Miss. I love Little Miss. I won’t kill her today! It is against the law to kill your daughter today, so I love Little Miss, I love Little Miss, I love Little Miss today! * Sung to the tune of Here comes Santa Claus.*

Needless to say she did not appreciate my sense of humor. I thought it was funny. I guess I was wrong, all it got me was a growl and a gown thrown in the floor. Oh, well….

So this leads to her daddy drove my car to work and left me the Blazer to drive to the end of the driveway. That sent her into a hissy about how she would have to walk to the end of the driveway in the rain, because if I drive the Blazer I will kill us both. I swear, I am not that bad of a driver! I told her as much. She didn’t believe me. As you can tell, I made it down and back just fine, I didn’t kill anyone or anything. The Blazer is still in one piece. I swear!

And to top the morning off, I came in to find not one but TWO piles of shit in the floor. Separate ends of the house! I walked that damn dog all over the yard this morning, all she was interested in was the damn cat climbing the tree! Since it is raining and muddy, I can’t put her on the cable and if I just let her go, she runs off. So I leashed her and walked all over the yard, front and back! The other two ran out and did their business, but not Daisy, no, she had to try to yank my arm out of the socket chasing the cat. Damn dog! Now she is asleep in the recliner like she hasn’t done anything wrong. If she wasn’t so damn cute I would kill her!

I guess I should go, I need to get a few things done and I fully expect hubby home early today. *Please just kill me now!* So until next time……

HAVE A GREAT DAY AND THANKS FOR VISITING!!!!!!

Welcome to my weekend

Good Monday morning! I am home alone again and ready to get this week started. So how was your weekend? Mine went OK I guess.

Friday, I ended up just taking a nap and sitting around kinda like a lazy bum. I did manage to get my kitchen curtains hung, they look good if I do say so myself!

I discovered that my dishwasher died as I had a load of dishes in there. So I got to hand wash a couple of days of dishes, always a wonderful way to start the weekend! Little Miss stayed the night with Grandma. I love it when things come together. I had a fear that Friday night with Grandma might be cancelled but thankfully it was on.

Hubby was tired so we just sat around most all night. Nothing on TV, but you know I just sat and channel surfed. We did get in the bed a bit earlier than normal.

Saturday, I laid part of the day. My back and legs were hurting and I was a lazy bum again. Hubby decided to lay a few block on the shop and I helped him. He kept trying to run me off because I was pushing as many buttons as possible. I was just in that kind of mood. Mom brought Little Miss home and we visited for a little while. Momma wasn’t feeling real good and I think it may be a touch of stress. She just can’t seem to get stuff done and I think it is finally getting to her. She thought all of her stuff looked really nice in my house though.

We were invited to a party Saturday night but it was an adults only party and we didn’t have a sitter, so we stayed home. SIL and her hubby went, I guess they enjoyed their selves even though they really didn’t know anyone. SIL had hoped we would go so she would at least know us, but….. Hubby didn’t want to go anyway so he didn’t look too hard for a baby sitter.

I got in the bed around 11:30 Saturday night, a bit earlier than I thought I would. I had figured Little Miss would have been up fairly late, but she was tired and went on to bed early. Can you say SHOCK!! I woke up Sunday morning to hubby tugging on the end of my gown asking if I was getting up. I, of course, told him no, then I looked at the clock and found out it was 10:15!!!! I haven’t slept that late in a long time! I was completely shocked. I guess I have just been worn out.

We didn’t go clean the office since it was so late.

The littlest hellion had his birthday party at mammaw’s house and that meant a dinner. And that meant I did not have to cook supper! Any time I don’t have to cook, it is a good thing. Not a bad menu, ham, mac and cheese, potato salad, Cole slaw, baked beans, macaroni salad, cream corn, broccoli casserole and broccoli cornbread. The onions almost killed me! My MIL and Red like onions, big chunks of onions!

The littlest hellion got a 4 wheeler for his birthday, so all the kids took turns riding it and hubby got out Little Miss’ pocket rocket and the oldest hellion rode it most of the time. Bug took her turn and BJ took his turn, both were HILARIOUS!!!! Bug didn’t like it and almost peed herself laughing. And we all almost peed ourselves laughing when BJ got his 250 pound ass on that little thing!

Just to help you get a picture, Little Miss is 50 pounds! And comes up to BJ’s chest. OH, yes it looked so funny! He spent a good deal of the time walking it.

So that was my boring weekend. Just mostly lazy. It was cloudy some of the weekend and that never bodes well for me getting anything accomplished. Faye is due in here today, bringing with her a few days of rain, so my week is not looking to active. But I must accomplish some washing and cleaning. I didn’t get much sleep last night and I am ready for my nap!

Little Miss thought she would stay up until dad left and then get in the bed with mom. I put a stop to that idea at about 11pm. I finally got in the bed at 11:30, Hubby got up at midnight and as always he was noisy! He finally left at around 1 and I finally got to sleep around 2am and I had to get up at 4:30 to make sure The Boy was up, he wasn’t until I yelled at him. He kept me up being noisy until after 5am and then the alarm went off at 6am to get Little Miss up! So needless to say, little sleep+cloudy day= NAP!!!!

We had to go out to the bus early this morning, we are having a substitute bus driver all week. Our bus driver had a seizure Friday after she finished her route and got home. She is having test this week to find out what caused it. I hope she can continue driving the bus. Little Miss just loves her, she is married to hubby’s cousin and Little Miss has always loved her. She was visiting with hubby’s aunt when she had it, they said she stopped breathing twice! She normally goes home and takes a nap, but for some reason she decided to visit. Thank the Lord she did, if she had been home alone, she could have died. That is so scary, that something can happen so fast.

Well, I need to go and put in another load of clothes! And get the house cleaned up so I can get my nap before school lets out! Until next time…..

HAVE A GREAT DAY AND THANKS FOR VISITING!!!!!

Finally Friday!

It has been a long week here at Casa Life! I thought I would start with a fairy tale today……

Once upon a time *during the last week* there was a *not* so friendly competition for Queen High Bitch of the Kingdom. The littlest Princess *Daisy* chose not to be involved in this competition, choosing instead to entertain herself shredding newspapers and bills *does this mean I still must pay them?* and eating pencils, pens and various wires.

The other two princesses *Misty and Bella* decided the kingdom was not big enough for both of them and that they should find out who ruled as Queen High Bitch of the kingdom. So over the next week they fought at every turn, at every chance, at the drop of a hat. With a growl here and a snap there, everywhere the hair flew. With dogs rolling on the ground and jumping in the air, the hair flew and the teeth bared. Every chance, with every bump, the dogs they did fight.

Then one fateful night, with belt in hand, the real Queen High Bitch, threatened their very life. There is room for only one Queen High Bitch and I am that one, they have been told, they have been warned, one more time and they will find a new home! So for the last few hours all has been quiet and it will remain that way or they will be fired! No more fighting, no more growling, no more barking, no more biting, the Queen High Bitch has spoken!

And so I hope this tale has ended. The Queen High Bitch is ready to kill them!

The End

Nice way to end the week, I think, my first fairy tale! Really, can I tell the water department the dog ate my bill? Think they would believe me?

The Boy took today off, why, no one knows. He says he has no plans, but I foresee a weekend full of events. I hear through the grape vine that he is going to purchase a trailer from his great aunt and move it next door to us. So I guess he has decided that mom and dad’s rules are getting to be too much. I am dreading this, hubby will never sleep again. But on the upside I will have another room to pile shit in! Finally get this huge ass corner computer desk out of the living room and have more options on how to arrange the furniture in here. Little Miss thinks she is gaining a play room, she can think again.

Speaking of Little Miss she has been a bear all week! I swear she is in a constant state of PMS!!! At nine, I guess it could be hormonal, whether her father likes it or not, but I truly believe  she is just a brat! Every morning we go through a whole laundry list of gripes. She has nothing to wear, I just don’t like her, I am mean and just this morning she tried to convince me it was Saturday. I did not fall for it. But tonight she will spend the night with her grandma, she will be her pain in the ass! But she is a sweetheart at grandma’s, I think that this is not fair!

Hubby has officially banned me from going to my mom’s. He claims every time I come home I bring home more stuff. *ahem* OK, so maybe I do. Last time I came home with curtains for the kitchen. They aren’t put up yet but they will be before the day is over. Pictures will be posted! I have hated the curtains in the kitchen since we moved in, but I haven’t found anything to replace them with, until now. I think he fears once I start replacing curtains that I will move on to paint and pictures and such. Now I have plans to paint and do a little rearranging, but I have always did it by myself, he has never had to help. I have a few big plans for the kitchen, I just have to figure out how to get it done on a little amount of money and it will be a while before I get to the kitchen.

The bathrooms are first. What brilliant mind decided carpet in a bathroom was a good idea? It had to be a man, they are the only ones who would think that carpet under your feet would be better than tiles! Comfort over function. So my first project is the bathrooms. Paint or wallpaper, that is undecided, and tile on the floor. I don’t even have a color in mind yet, so it could be a while before I move forward. I am trying to come up with a girlie look, for Little Miss, but not too girlie because it is also the guest bath. So I am really up in the air there.

I want a 20,30 and 40s look in the master bedroom and bath, so I want kinda neutral colors, but I want it somewhat bright. So it could take me a while to find just the right color. I know the carpet in the bedroom will be changed and tile will go in the bath, but otherwise I am up in the air.

I know that there will be wood flooring in the living room, hall and The Boy’s room *once he moves out* but otherwise I am undecided. I have always went with a country look, with horses, deers and critters but I am growing tired of it. And I really don’t know what I want to change it to. Any ideas?

The kitchen will get new tiles and I would love to go with a copper ceiling, but the kitchen is open to the living room so I have no way to end it. I thought maybe some sort of trim but I don’t know. I also want either tiles or copper on the walls, but I don’t know. I want something up as a back splash, but I have a stainless steel and black stove so I don’t think copper would look good, but I want some kind of metal look on the ceiling and back splash, but nothing modern looking. Maybe a tin look, I don’t know.

I think I may spend the weekend making some decisions, decisions not purchases. Mom and dad had tiles left over and paint left and if I can use some of it, I hear I am welcome to get it. Same with the recliner and I really hope the couch. I may have to pay for it though. They may have enough of the tile left to do the bathrooms and maybe enough wood flooring to do in front of the living room door and tiles in front of the fireplace. I like the colors they have, so I shall see.

I think I will go and talk to my mom and see exactly what she has left and maybe even bring a few things home and drive hubby insane! I really think I am going to push this ban, see just how far I can push it. Have a great weekend! And until next time…..

HAVE A GREAT DAY AND THANKS FOR VISITING!!!!!

I QUIT!

To whom it may concern,

I am resigning effective today! I will no longer be responsible for anything. I am taking off my mother, wife, woman, maid, driver, cleaning, cooking and laundry hats! I am fed up with all of the shit piled on me daily and I have had it. So the following is each resignation……

To my dearest, darling husband,

I am done, you will now be responsible for your own shit! When you can no longer see over the pile of dirty clothes in the living room floor, you will know it is time to pick them up. When you fall over those boats you call shoes in the middle of the floor and break your neck, please whine quietly. I will no longer be cooking your supper, only to have you bitch about not wanting it, you know what you want, fix it yourself. You know when you run out of clothes, I don’t, so before you run out, WASH! I don’t care if you have a zit the size of California on your ass, pop it yourself. After a few days of doing what I do for you should make you realize what I do. You will come to find, I do not sit on my ass all day and do nothing. Have fun!

Your loving and fed up wife

To The Boy,

I quit! It’s your room and if you can not walk through it, clean it! If your room stinks, air it out. If you have no clothes, wash. Hungry, find something to eat. Get the picture? You claim to be an adult, act like one!

Your mother, not your keeper

To Little Miss,

In a bad mood? Get over it, I will no longer sit still and listen to you scream about it. I will no longer allow you to think you can scream or yell at me at will! You are now responsible for your own stuff. Nasty room that is a hazard to walk through? Clean it up. You can pick out your own clothes and wash them to boot. If you can’t do it, find your father, you like him better anyway. Yes, you can in fact walk up the driveway in the afternoon. It will not kill you.  I am not your cook, maid, driver, or your punching bag. I QUIT! I am your mother, not your slave!

The woman formally known as your mother

Darling critters,

Misty, Your on your own. Need something, look to the man who brought you in the house.

Bella, Clean up your own hair!

Daisy, If you feel the need to shit and piss in the house, kindly clean up behind yourself. I will no longer be doing it. If you break it, replace it.

Socks, You can eat food that is in your bowl, even if your nose touches the bottom. And you don’t have to clean your food before eating it, you are a cat, not a raccoon!

Miley, Leave the damn dogs alone! You are a cat, if you can climb the tree, you can get down.

Prince Stubby, When you finally shred the porch railing, kindly rebuild it!

To all coon dogs, It is a FUCKING CAT!!! Shut the hell up!!!!

The woman who used to do it all for you!!

Mother Nature,

No more! I am done! No more cramping, bloating, bad moods, weight gain and dealing with the ever rising prices of female personal hygiene products! I do not want anymore children, it is time for this to come to an end. 27 years is long enough, I am retiring!

Household chores,

I quit. I work my ass off and after the first person walks through the door, it looks as though I have done nothing! I dust and it just comes back. I vacuum and in mere minutes the carpet is covered in dog hair. I wash dishes, only to have someone come in looking for food. I wash clothes only to discover more in the hamper, floor, that night. I cook, only to have to clean up the dishes. I clear off tables only for them to get piled up again. So I am done. Either become a self cleaning house or find someone else to do it!

To all those listed above,

This to shall pass. This may be ignored in about 5 days, when I no longer house the seven dwarfs from hell…..Crabby, Cranky, Bloaty, Weightgainy, Crampy, Sleepy and Hormonal.

Until next time……..

HAVE A GREAT DAY AND THANKS FOR VISITING!!!!!!

A walk down memory lane……

As I help momma pack up all of her stuff, I have packed up a few memories for myself. Or rather I have remembered a few memories, dare I say the good, the bad and the ugly!

We moved into that house when I was 5 years old, some 33 years ago. I have a ton of memories in that house.

I remember the weekend before the move, I made a trip to the ER with a huge bath towel shoved up my nose. As mom and company packed up the old house, I decided to be a big girl and go to the bathroom all by myself! I leaned over to get the toilet paper off of the ceramic toilet paper holder and fell off of the commode and busted my head on the TP holder. I was shooting blood everywhere! Everyone came running and they just knew stitches were in my very near future. When we got to the ER, the doctor took one look and put a little circle band aid on my forehead! That was an expensive band aid! I still have a scar though, it has moved into my eyebrow. Fine last memory from my first house, ain’t it?

The first memory from the new house was the very first night we spent there. We hadn’t got unpacked and me and my brother slept in the living room floor and as we were about to fall asleep, we saw someone looking at us through the window on the door. Talk about scared! We screamed and ran like hell to momma and daddy! Of course, daddy got up, grabbed the gun and headed out, to find NO ONE!!! He thought we were crazy. We did find out, a few years later, it was the next door neighbor, who happened to be a policeman, checking on the house that had stood empty for a few months. He never explained why he left without letting people know who he was. Or why he took so long to tell us it was him! Great first memory, getting scared shit less!

I remember the first BBQ we had, one of my father’s friends got drunk and backed into the goat’s fence, it happened to be an electric fence and he got the shock of his life. I still remember the look on his face! And to this day we still give him hell about it! The electric fence alone contains many memories! We had somewhere around 6 acres of land and most of it was surrounded by that fence. Some of the land goes up on to the mountain behind them. This was a favorite hunting spot for others for years. One of the neighbors took it upon himself to give all hunters permission to hunt the mountain. We spent hours listening to the hunters find that electric fence. It was always a shock, both figuratively and literally. They never understood why any idiot would put an electric fence on a mountain!

But that electric fence kept in the critters we had. We had goats: Big Daddy, a ram, Nanny Blue and Nanny White,  blue and  blue and white nanny goats, Thirty Bucks, a goat who was named for what he would bring at the sale. And various kids. Quite a few pigs, the first ones being Patches, a black and white sow, Petunia, a white sow and George, a white, huge and hairy pig. We had a lamb, Lamb Chops, he would follow us around like a dog. Several geese, ducks and chickens. Never a cow or a horse though.

I remember Patches and Petunia were taken to the slaughter house. We had made pets of them, a big no-no on a farm. We refused to eat pork of any kind until they were gone. The next pigs to become dinner, we had not made into pets and we would have pork chops for lunch, not that mom or dad knew, we would cook and eat and clean it up without their knowledge. It took them years to figure out why that meat went down so fast!

I found this necklace, that reminded me of my first birthday there, when this necklace was given to me by one of my best friends. I had never had a nice necklace before and I was thrilled!

I can’t believe she kept it all of these years!

I had my first kiss under the Magnolia tree in the front yard.

I had my first date, with my best boy and his parents. We went to the movies and out to eat and I puked on him. Not a very good memory, but he continued to “date” me anyway. I can’t remember what movie we went to see but I remember we ate at Krystal’s, which don’t agree with my stomach, but I can usually eat one or two without getting sick, not this night, two bites in to the first burger and I lost it!

I was grounded more times than I can remember, I got my first roses delivered there, I flung myself on the bed and cried over all of my broken hearts there. I brought my first born home to that house. I fell in love with my husband there, I was married in the living room, I hid away from the pressures of being married there, I had many long talks there. We buried many dogs and Lamb Chops there.

We brought Suzie with us, we gained a bird dog, Spike. We buried each of them on the mountain. We got my “best friend” while we were there, My Casey, a beautiful black Lab!!!! I spent hours telling him all of my problems, all of my heartaches. He not only listened but he “gave” great advice! He always “said” exactly what I needed to hear. For 12 years he was my “best friend”, it took me a long time to get over his death. But he stuck around and saw me marry and he welcomed both of my boys in to the family, with a big sloppy kiss. He died in his sleep, in his dog house. Some of my best memories are with my Casey.

I remember the little piglets escaping and having to catch these wiggly little things. My grandmother helped us and it was hilarious, they would run between her legs, escape back out the same hole and she named all of them, names I could not repeat!

Casey chased the ducks and tried to retrieve them. He raced them to the pond and tried his dead level best to catch them. They were smart though, they would go under the water and swim under him and come up on the other side. He never figured out what they were doing. After we screamed and scared the neighbors, we figured out he would never catch them. He decided this after a couple of hours and gave up and took a good long nap.

So many memories…..Every room and most of the stuff we are packing carries memories. I didn’t think I would miss the old house that is sliding off of its foundation, but I will. I will keep these memories as long as I live, but I feel like I am losing an old friend, one who holds my memories for me. The good, all of the laughter and late night snack attacks. The bad, burying the young man who I shared my first kiss with and too many relatives to name. And the ugly, puking everywhere after my first drunken party. Good Bye old friend, you will be missed.

Until next time…….

HAVE A GREAT DAY AND THANKS FOR VISITING!!!!!!!

What is an honest person to do?

I swear I can’t even afford to buy a clue! Hubby went to the grocery store and that got me to thinking, well that and the fact that he is still bitching about the cost of food. To get a decent amount of food now a days, you damn near need to take out a loan!

It says right on the receipt that he bought 59 items and that he spent $103.12. And I promise we hardly have anything in the house to eat! And he really didn’t buy any meat, we had some in the freezer.

 How many times have you read or saw on TV that you must eat healthier? You know fresh fruit and veggies, less red meat, less or no processed food and less fat and sodium. Constantly right? I mean Americans are fat, ask anyone. That’s what I keep hearing anyway!

So let’s see, the price of all food is going up and the the healthier it is the higher it is, so who can afford it? The upper class citizens right? Is that telling you something? Is the government trying to get rid of the poor? I remember growing up, we used to hear about little old ladies eating cat food because they couldn’t afford real food. Well, cat food is higher now, my guess is that little old lady could eat steak for about as cheap! Tuna anyway. OK, it would have to be tuna, about 50 cents a can, where steak is about $8. a pound! Of course a can of cat food is around 60 cents a can now. So that little old lady can eat tuna, but what about the mercury? Isn’t that what they are saying now? So if you can afford it, chances are it isn’t good for you or it will kill you!

I get it the cost of gas and fuel has gone up and it cost more to get it to the store, but really!

Here are a few examples of the difference in food prices.

I remember chicken pot pies used to be about 15 cents a piece, now 50 cents a piece. This happens to be one of Little Miss’ favorite snacks. Still not too high but really, is it necessary to raise the cost so much?

Milk, oh God, don’t get me started on milk! 4 bucks a gallon!!!!!! I remember it less than a dollar. It is one of those things you have to have! So of course, raise the damn price because you have to get it. Try to make mac and cheese without it, not too good. Cold cereal, not gonna happen without milk.

I used to get sugar for like 70 cents for a 5, FIVE, pound bag, now I am happy to find it for 2 bucks for a 4, FOUR, pound bag!!!! The price goes up and the size goes down! Pisses me off!!!!

Lettuce…..over a dollar a head now, used to be about a quarter a head! See one of those healthy fresh veggies! Tomatoes…….2.50 a pound!!!! What happened here? Bananas doubled in price. I bought them every day for 33 cents a pound, now 62 cents a pound. See they raise the price as soon as they decide they are healthy!

Meat, Lord help us all! I can’t afford to buy meat, but I can’t afford to be a vegetarian either!!!! 8-15 bucks a pound for steak! Chicken, remember when you could buy the breast for less than a dollar a pound, you can’t even get the crap parts of chicken for less than a buck a pound anymore! And hamburger meat, used to be the poor man’s steak, well, it damn near cost as much as steak now. Not really but really, come on!

And gas, if I could find gas for 3.50 a gallon, I would do cartwheels in the parking lot!!!! When I started driving it was less than a buck a gallon, when it went up to a dollar, I swore I was going to quit driving, because it was ridiculous to pay that for a gallon of gas!

When I started smoking I could get a pack of cigarettes and a Blow Pop and get a nickel back from a dollar. Now I hear Hubby is giving almost 4 dollars a pack! Most of which is taxes, a lot of people finally quit and if they keep going up I will have to, healthier, yes, but when the smokers have to give it up, somebody is going to have to pick up that tax bill.

My favorite wine when I was a teen young adult of drinking age was Boone’s Farm, Tickle Pink and Strawberry Hill, I think it cost all of 2 bucks. What can I say I was a cheap drunk. I can’t find them anymore. I found Boone’s Farm one time, it had gone up to about 15 bucks a bottle. A young girl can’t be a cheap drunk anymore!

Now I realize, some of the prices I remember are from years ago and things have to go up , but I think it is a bit ridiculous. A lot of the prices have gone up just in the last few months. Follow my train of thought…..

If the food gets high enough, poor people have to quit eating. Poor people quit eating, they starve to death. If they starve to death, more jobs open up, welfare expense goes down. Government wins! HUMMMMM!!! I wonder……

So I can’t do anything about the cost of food, so why bitch? Because I can! Isn’t that what the soldiers are fighting for, my right to bitch!

When I was growing up my dad bitched about giving 15 bucks for a pair of blue jeans, if I could find a pair of blue jeans for my kids for 15 bucks I guess I would dance a jig in the middle of the store! He also bitched about it costing him 30 bucks a week for groceries, it damn near cost that for one dinner now! I guess I am getting old, way before my time. I sound like that crazy old lady down the road who can only say, “I remember when….” So, what do you think? Is it the governments way of natural selection or am I crazy? I must go before the FBI tracks me down *checking over shoulder*. Until next time……

HAVE A GREAT DAY AND THANKS FOR VISITING!!!!!!!

It’s Monday Again!

It has been a long and painful weekend. I will be doing my normal update but it may be short and sweet. Right now my chair is not comfortable and I have a ton of cleaning and washing to do. So here we go.

Let’s see, Friday I went and helped mom get some packing done. We managed to get 2 bathrooms, the master bedroom, the living room and the dining room packed up and moved to the den closer to the new house. We still lack 2 bedrooms, the kitchen and the den, plus all of the stuff she has outside. I am hopeful that we will get the rest done this week sometime, as soon as I am more mobile.

Friday night Little Miss stayed the night with Grandma and The Boy went out, so me and hubby decided to go into town and grab a bite to eat and shop for The Boy some jeans. We ended up with 3 pairs of jeans for The Boy and a pair for hubby. I refuse to buy clothes until I lose a little more weight. We came home and spent some time together, something we have not had a chance to do since he has been going in so early. We actually talked to each other and we weren’t interrupted!!

Saturday, I decided I would work in our room and put up the pictures I got from mom and hang the curtains that came from mom. I have always hated the curtains that were in our room, they were ugly! I hated them so much I don’t even have pictures of them! Anyway, I got these pictures hung…..

I have always loved these pictures! I really want to go with a 20,30 and 40s type of decor in our room and these really fit in that area. I have threaten to steal them for years and mom wasn’t going to use them so I grabbed them! Of course to put up these I had to move some around and I managed to get this wall put together…..

I am not overly happy with it, but it will do until I can figure something else out.

After I did the pictures it was time to move on to the curtains, which I love, but before I could hang them I had to add 2 curtain rods to the one already up. So I was up and down the step stool. After I got them hung, I noticed that a little wall showed on one side and a lot of wall showed on the other side and I couldn’t figure out what happened because I put everything up by the original rod. After a little measuring I discovered that one side was 2 inches lower than the other. I swear I never noticed that with the old curtains! So I had to redo one side which meant I was up and down the step stool again, but I finally got these babies put up and I am one happy camper!!!!

Oh, yeah, I am happy! Now if I could get my hubby to get my sewing table here I would be happier! The picture makes them appear to be pink, but the are actually beige with little gold dots on them. And I love them!!

Of course all of the up and down of the step stool was hard on my back and legs, so I spent most of the evening moaning and groaning with that. It was nice that Little Miss went to spend the night with Auntie, I was able to just sit and try to get comfortable. I thought I would sleep after being so busy all day, but did I? Well, NO!! I tossed and turned all night!!!! I think I managed about 2 hours sleep.

On Sunday, we went early and cleaned the office. About halfway through the office, my back and legs went to hurting worse and I developed cramps!!!! Double you over cramps that hurt all the way through to my back! When I got home I laid on the couch and watched TV and slept off and on all day. I alternated between sweating and freezing, so I figure I had a temp. I don’t know if I have a virus or what but I will be glad when it goes away!!

Little Miss and hubby went and got groceries while I stayed here and tried to die! He came home with quite a bit more than I thought he would get. Plus he got Little Miss a new back pack so she was happy.

Bella had a bit of a problem last night, she snapped and tangled with Misty and got her ass put up for the night! I think it is because she is in heat and banned to the kitchen and pen, but still she needs to settle herself down!

 I did manage to get a little sleep last night, but I still feel like crap and I have a disaster area for a house and we are about out of clothes and I have got to get some work done. I think I will just work slow and steady and hope for the best.

Mom had to go to the doctor today, just a check up, nothing serious, so I doubt she will get any boxes unpacked so I doubt tomorrow will be another packing day, but I may go and try to help her get some unpacking done. She is so tired and she won’t quit until she is done, so I am on a mission to get her done so she will finally get some rest! I don’t know how she keeps going. She works all day plus keeps daddy in food all day! They have been having problems with getting their cable hooked up so they have been down to local channels and discovering they watch more cable channels than they thought!

Well, I have a load of clothes done and I need to go gather up another load and get us some clothes washed. I will be back tomorrow and I have a rant or two percolating in my brain, so until the next time…..

HAVE A GREAT DAY AND THANKS FOR VISITING!!!!!!!!!