My family tree and the squirrels love us!

So what has been going on with you? I have been busy, busy, busy. I hate when that happens. But sometimes life happens and the rest of the stuff has to be put on the back burner. So a quick update here and I will have to run off to my busy, busy, busy, too much shit to do life.

So Thursday night around 10pm, I got a call. Mom had called an ambulance out for dad. He was having trouble breathing and a few chest pains. A Nitro didn’t help so it was off to the hospital with him. He got a quack of a doctor. His chart shows he has Pulmonary Fibrosis…He kept asking Daddy if he ever had trouble breathing. Aneewho….Dad was laughing and cutting up and we are beginning to wonder if he is addicted to the hospital. The nurses and all do so love him and shower him with attention.

We managed to get  home around 3am…tired and give out. Had to get Little Miss off to school which meant climbing out of bed at 6am. I would say after we got settled down and finally went to sleep I managed about 2 hours of sleep. Friday was not a good day all the way around. The doc told daddy he could get out that day and then apparently changed his mind when he saw how low daddy arterial blood gases were, but he neglected to tell daddy. OH, BOY!!! Not  a good thing to do. He finally blew up at the nurse at around 7pm and told her he wanted a straight answer about when the hell he was getting out of there. That was when the nurse told him, after speaking with the doc, that he wouldn’t be going home. We walked in to a hornet’s nest. My good gravy he was MAD!!!

So Saturday morning, Little Miss had ball practice and guess who went and helped out? That’s right it was The Boy!!!! He was home, Friday when we got home, so I kinda figured he would be going. Daddy got to come home on Saturday, they released him at 11am, he refused to leave until 6pm. WTH?!!!! He insisted he was just too tired to get to the car. Said he would have to take a nap half way to the car. Mom got annoyed, she thinks he was afraid to get too far from the hospital. He did finally decide he could get to the car and from the car to the house. The doc says tiredness is all a part of the disease, but for someone to have thrown a fit to go home the night before, he sure wanted to stay on Saturday.

Sunday we were having a 85th birthday dinner for my Granddaddy, mom was suppose to do some cooking. Guess who didn’t think she was going to get home to cook? Yeppers, mom. Guess who took over her cooking duties? Yeppers that would be ME. The one who doesn’t do cooking very well and guess what I got to cook…..A turkey breast. I have never cooked turkey before….that is momma’s job. So I cooked turkey, I cooked shells and cheese, I made tea, I cooked baked beans. Did I mention that I also babysat all day Saturday? A cute little thang. I would post pics but I left my camera at mom’s.

So Saturday, I babysat (pics coming), I finished cleaning mom’s house for her, I cooked, I delivered Little Miss to her Halloween party, I was busy. I was exhausted. But I found time to kick my darling hubby’s ass at bowling. Why yes I did.

So that brings us to Sunday, and what a Sunday it was…..Family, food, pictures, food, gossip, food, fun, food. Yeah the food was good! Which brings us to my family tree…..I am related to a bunch of NUTS!!!! OK, I have already showed my dad may be slipping off his rocker by refusing to leave the hospital. My cousin, the hyperchrondiac, kept saying she had lost a whole person. In all fairness, she had gastric bypass and has lost 145 pounds, but please, a whole person???? I was beginning to wonder if she had a split personality and one had left. My aunt…. also had gastric bypass and is 25 pounds from her goal weight. Her big thing was she would see everyone at Thanksgiving if we were all still living. This would explain that comment….Her son is a conspiracy theorist…Oh I am sorry, the people who are  conspiracy theorist, only have theories, he has proof. Video, recordings, DVDs. So all day I got to hear about how the government is killing off the old and weak and dumbing down our children. I swear he even gave me DVDs to watch. The EPA cops are coming. He meant well, we are family and he didn’t want us to think we were safe or anything, he wants us informed.

And grandaddy, well he took the time to tell my aunt that her double chins are wrinkled since her surgery and that she was eating too much. My cousin that she is well on her way to that double chin, if she doesn’t quit eating so much. My mom that she has several chins, and let us not forget that I have my CHINS and I am gaining weight in leaps and bounds! And my mom, bless her heart, informed him that we all got it from HIM!!!! HAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!!!!

Dad had a bad day and spent the whole time in the bedroom, coughing his head off and a lung up. He did sleep a bit though. Adivan is a wonderful thing. I have to call and see if he is better today, he must be…I got an email this morning. Always a good sign. SO whether I want to or not, now I must jump up and accomplish all the shit I put off doing all weekend. Until next time……………

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

And now to our game…..

Little Miss had her first basketball practice last night. We are a bit behind the other teams. For starters most of these girls have never played basketball before….I wonder if a couple ever touched a basketball before. So they had a coach and then the coach found out most of the team was beginners and he/she quit. So then they didn’t have a coach. The very nice lady over the community league stuff bribed/threatened her 20-year-old son and his 22-year-old friend into working with the girls until she could  find a coach and the 1st practice was scheduled. The other teams have had a couple of practices already and they all played before, so we are behind.

I don’t know about the boys, but I think the girls have picked their coaches. And the funniest thing about it is…..The Boy was bored and rode with us to the practice and I do believe he has somehow ended up an asst. coach! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!! He played basketball with one of them and baseball with the other so he has known them  forever. Of course I remember them as tiny boys and now they are all grown up.

As I said most of the team has never played before and it really shows. We actually have a girl who is only in the 3rd grade and she is probably the best kid on the team. She has been playing since kindergarten and this year there wasn’t enough girls in her age group and for some reason they wouldn’t let her play with the boys this year and moved her up instead.

A few of the girls are pretty good. Some not so good. Little Miss has a lot of practicing to do. She has not only never played, she has never really had an interest in basketball, she rarely touches a ball at home. Yeah, it could be an entertaining season or a very long season.

As I watched the girls “play” last night, I remembered The Boy’s first years of sports. I remembered all of his teammates. We have lost one of them, others have moved on to college, while some are still around from time to time. I remember T-Ball! I loved T-Ball. For those of you who have had kids play T-Ball you know what I am talking about. For those of you who have little ones, sign them up. It is a great game!

T-Ball is the year where they learn everything, including which way to run. It is HI LARRY US!!!! Of course you expect that of 4 and 5 year olds. It is probably my favorite year of any of the sports The Boy played. That was the year that at his first up to bat at a real game he hit a GRAND SLAM!!!!! It would be waaaay more impressive if I didn’t have to tell you that he got it because the other team threw the ball away over and over and over again.

I expect this year of basketball to be pretty much the same way. Only with this team starting out with only 9 girls, 3 of which I think have played before, playing against other 9 and 10-year-old girls who have played before, it could just be a very long season.

The practice was fairly entertaining. These young men didn’t have a clue. None of them knew how to start. None of them wanted to fuss at or scare the girls. They didn’t remember how to “teach” the basics. And most of them need to learn the basics. You know, how you can’t just carry the ball down the court, you can’t dribble with both hands, how to get the height and angle right to get the ball to the net. (Note I did not say in the net.) But when they finally decided that they were going to have to teach them something, all of them step up to the plate and did their best. They showed them a few things, they started learning names and they found out that they are not in as good of shape as they thought they were. HAHAHAHAHA!!!! All of those boys were sweating and panting. heh!

I hear tell that the first game is in 3 weeks, those boys have their work cut out for them. Next practice is at 8am Saturday morning……yeah, even the boys groaned about that one. I think they will do fine, I think the girls will have fun….Hey they accomplished something last night……..Their colors are Hot Pink and Black. Couch B says he will just wear a black shirt, the girls said he can put Coach in Pink on the back. Coach J…..said it wouldn’t be the first time he has wore pink……. We are a bit worried about him. heh! And The Boy…… well The Boy says they have enough coaches, he sure isn’t going to be there at 8am on a Saturday…… I think he will show up. Until next time………….

HAVE A GREAT DAY AND THANKS FOR VISITING!!!!!!!!!!1

Just point me to the complaints department

I have a few….complaints that is. Nothing major, nothing life altering, nothing to cause the Earth to spin off its axis or anything. Just small chit that is driving me insane. Stuff that alone doesn’t bother me one bit (OK, it bothers me but not that much), but clumped together, it could fare put me in that rubber room that my family has reserved for me. I know that they have it reserved only because they are attempting so hard to put me there. It is either that or they are already paying for it and hate for it to sit empty. So let us start with the minor chit and then move on up to my family….Gotta love ‘em

Perfect place to start is with groceries…only because I recently went to the grocery store and then I looked at the paper and got pissed.

What the hell are grocery store people thinking? I know prices must go up and they have to make money but enough is enough. Hubby darlings paycheck is not going up, why the hell do the grocery people have to make so much? Yeah, yeah….gotta pay the rent/ mortgage, employees, electric bills and put the groceries in the store….Yadda, yadda, yadda…. but really? WTF?!!!!

People, the government and doctors keep saying, “Gotta eat right.”…..But the grocery store folks say, “Gotta pay to eat right.” Hell, I can barely afford to eat sometimes, let alone eat right! (Please keep in mind, as I utter the next bit of my complaint, that I am not that old and that I am not talking about years ago, but merely months ago.) I remember when I could buy a can of corn (yes, the cheap stuff, packed with preservatives that are so gosh darn healthy for my family. Please keep in mind I am basically a lazy human and opening a can of corn and dumping it in the pan is about the amount of energy I have sometimes.) for around 45 cents (can you believe there is NO sign for cents on a keyboard? I just discovered that little nugget of info. But that is another gripe at another time.) The other night as I perused the grocery aisles I spotted a huge sign……BIG SALE! .89 each for selected canned vegetables….. Apparently this is a big sale price. Only almost double what I gave at regular price a few months ago.

And then there was this little thing….. (And I only use name brands here, because, well you will see why in a few…) 4 boxes of Post cereal for $10. and then there was something to do with the Kroger card when you buy 4 boxes….Aneewhoo, when you buy 4 boxes of POST cereal it ends up costing like $1.99 a box. Good deal right? I thought so too…..but……we are in the middle of an ant attack. And those little boogers love cereal!

(Just a small side rant in the middle of this here complaint…. I HATE freakin ants with the heat of a million and twelve suns! Little sons of bitches, I can NOT find where they are coming in! I can NOT figure out where they are going next! I have done everything! Vinegar…..They march right through it! Ant bait traps…..Walk right by the damn things! Bug spray (yeah, yeah…I am desperate!) Kills the bitches on contact, then their buddies use the dead ones for a bridge over it! I even tried the dish detergent and spreading it on the counter, they acted like it was a skating rink! I swear I can see the little demons smiling at me! I will get rid of the little nasty ass demons, even if I have to fire bomb the kitchen! Every time I think I have gotten rid of them, they show up in a different place! Nothing is safe, cabinets, garbage can, cat food bowl, dog food bowl, dog food container (How in the hell are they getting in around the damn lid?) nothing is safe…Nothing I say. OK, rant over)

Where was I? Oh, yeah, 4 boxes of POST cereal for 10 bucks- Kroger card thingy= $1.99 a box, good deal (I can’t get because of those little boogers that have invaded my house!) Aneewhoo, MIL brings over the Sunday paper (On Monday, the DAY after I buy groceries!) And I found a coupon for $1. off 3 boxes of GENERAL MILLS cereal! If it had been POST cereal and I had the damn paper on Sunday, before I went to the grocery store, I could have saved more money! Have I mentioned that since groceries are going up and hubby’s paycheck is not, I am trying to find ways to save money….Coupons being one of those ways, that and sales and anything else I can find. Well, I am trying. Aneewhoo, kinda pissed me off, the grocery store people could be a bit more helpful. Try giving out coupons and putting the same item on sale! Maybe I could afford to eat healthy.

On to the critters….

Now I am seriously considering parting company with a certain cat (Yes, you, over there under the TV.) He has about outlived his usefulness and my patience. There is some dispute here as to how old the little bastard is anyway. I know he is at least 11 years old and possibly up to 15 years old. I have had him since he was born, but my mind is a bit fuzzy as to what year he was actually born in, but his age is neither here nor there. The problem is…. he is getting on my nerves. He is constantly meowing at me! Need food? Need water? Need petting? Need to get kicked across the damn room!?!  Aggravating son of a bitty. As fair as I can tell he needs NOTHING!!!! He just wants to drive me insane as I run around the damn house looking for whatever it is that he seems to think he needs bad enough to sit and meow at me constantly.

Also why in the hell have you decided under the TV is where you need to be and whatever happens to be there be damned and moved!?! I put those cars there because I want them there. I do not want them out in the floor, where you seem to think they belong. They are not toys, they are not there for your amusement. Quit pushing them around. When hubby darling discovers you broke them I won’t have to worry about you anymore. heehee…. Keep it up, fat boy.

And then there is his tummy issues…. He pukes daily. Not hairball, no, his food is suppose to take care of that. OK, there is hair in the piles I have to clean up daily*gag, EEEWWW, gag* but it is mostly food and some  sort of liquid, I assume is water. I may be assuming wrong, I am not a vet. I have tried changing his food  and he still does it. Half digested cat food is not something I enjoy seeing. *GAG!* Mixed with cat hair. *YUCK, GAG, HEAVE, EEEWWWW, GAG*

And what is wrong with actually keeping his ass end in the litter box until he is DONE using it? Most of it actually ends up in the litter box, but there is always that little piece that has to be “let out” just outside the box. And pee belongs in the litter! Not along the edge of the box so that it may run down the sides and under the box!!!! Anyone need an old, contrary, antisocial, pain in the arse cat? I do make him sound like such a GOOD pet, don’t I? You know you want him.

Barking DOGS! Well, not actually DOGS, just ONE dog. The old woman seems to be seeing things that are not there and she MUST protect the house and family from these unseen things! No amount of, “Good dog. You scared them away Misty! Hush! Stop it! DAMMIT ONE MORE PEEP OUT OF YOU AND I WILL PERSONALLY ESCORT YOU TO THE PEARLY GATES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!” shuts this damn dog up! Once she starts there is no stopping her. And of course that gets the other one’s hackles up and she must bark and then go see what the hell she is barking at, only to discover that it is NOTHING! She then looks at Misty like, “Bless her old senile heart! She is slowly losing it. Hush Misty, there ain’t nothin there. Please shut up! IF SHE WON’T ESCORT YOU TO THOSE GATES I WILL!!!! SHUT THE HELL UP OLD WOMAN!!!!!!!!!” See even the dogs get annoyed.

Now on to my lovely family…..

Little Miss…..Almost nuff said. She has decided that perhaps my little vacay from her attitude is over. It is slowly creeping back to me and away from her father. Oh, he is still on the receiving end of her attitude, but more is getting pointed at me again. But my real complaint is the whole school thing….

Her teachers are NUTS!!!!! Let us start with the diorama…. What good are these except to give the parent’s a project to do? (And 3rd degree burns, thankyousomuch) Admit it, the parent’s do the lion’s share of it anyway, the kids sit back and watch if they do that much. I have seen these things, no way in hell that the kids do them!

Now she has another project….A plant cell made out of, get this…..edible objects!!!!! Able to withstand being left in the classroom for a few days!!!!! You must be kidding me! Like I can afford to give this child FOOD to make a project with and then just leave it sitting to rot away in the classroom!!! Give me a break!

The Boy….Not a lot going on with him. His unemployment ran out…..Did you know that it didn’t just last forever? Apparently, he didn’t. Now I get to listen to, “I have really got to find a J.O.B. I have been looking, there ain’t none out there. I owe people money, I gotta pay them. I’ve got fines to pay….if I don’t pay them they put my ass in jail!” Well, big boy…..get a job. Don’t know how your suspended license ass is gonna get there, but…. Have you looked in the paper? Have you looked online? Huh, I guess you expect some nice soul to walk up to the house and offer you a job. Good Luck with that!

Hubby dearest darling man who I love…….

If you ask me one more time if I am “happy” and if I am leaving you……I may make your dreams come true!!!!!! True I am not bouncing around the house singing a happy tune as I clean up behind all of you and the critters, but in reality, beside Snow White, who the hell does?!!!!!!! No, I am not constantly smiling, nobody, besides The Joker on Batman (and he is a fictional character, and he had good reason to.) does that either, sweetie! Yes, I know I didn’t return your text, didn’t get the damn thing either!!!!! Can’t return what I didn’t get. Get a grip man! I love you, I am not unhappy, I am stressed, I feel bad, I am often tired, but all in all I love you and I reckon I am sticking around.

And one more gripe and I will go away peacefully…………..

My video choosing rights have been strip away! Pick a couple of movies that suck arse or blow chunks, or how ever you want to say it and they just take away your privileges! And really they weren’t good movies but you did sit there and watch them. They weren’t that bad….OK, so it was a few hours of your life you will never get back, but think of the good movies I have picked over the years!

And in my defense….Usually Will Smith movies are good, how could I have known that “Hancock” was not one of the better ones? It is an old movie, we hadn’t seen it, it was an instant view on Netflix, how could I have known. And “Burn after Reading” Come on….George Clooney, Brad Pitt….How could it be a bad movie? And really it wasn’t so much bad as it was stupid.

You liked “Made of Honor” even if it was a chick flick. “Eagle Eye”, “Gran Torino”  they were good. OK, I admit “Pineapple Express” was stupid and I kinda picked it, but you wanted to see it when it came out in the theater! So that was half your fault. That’s OK, hubby dearest darling, you don’t have the patience to go through all the Netflix stuff, you will be begging, begging, I tell you, for me to pick the movies before long. MAWHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!! Then it will be all chick flicks, all the time!!!!!!!!! AH HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!!

Gripes over, until next time………….

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

Just a regular Monday here…. nothing to see

I swear my immune system must be in Hell, it is so low. My teeth are better, not well, but better. Now I have some sort of stomach bug, that is going to be the death of me yet. Just hit, 5 minutes ago. UGH! But enough about that….

Little Miss had her company Friday night, nice enough girl, very polite. She got bored by 10pm. At 11pm she was asking if they could go outside, uh, NO! They finally got off the computer around midnight and I have no clue what time they got in bed and settled into sleep. I think I settled in to bed around midnight and got to sleep around 1am.

Hubby darling went in to work for a half a day. Gotta  make up for those damn rain days somewhere. He could have worked a whole day, but rotten child was in the Mathletes thing. I made sure I took my meds so my heart could take the excitement. No, really I am very proud of her. The competition lasted for 2 hours and she stayed in for 1 hour and 22 minutes! The kids got 10 tickets and they had to give a ticket for each missed question, when they ran out of tickets they were out. She did well.

(Please excuse the snowman heads….I completely forgot how to use my photo editing stuff! Talk about a brain fart, I am having a lot of those lately. But I had to blur the faces of children that are not mine, and the blurring effect would not work, so…..) Now you can see just how tiny she really is. Yes, those kids around her are her age! I think we were the only school from our part of the state, I have never heard of the schools I saw there. We didn’t win state, but we had a child still there when the time limit was up. I think we were in the top 3 schools. Not bad for a bunch of rednecks. heh! Our 1st grade did win state! I am not sure how the 7th and 8th grade did, we left. I know we are rude, but as the competition for your child was done, most parents left. We were a couple of hours away from home, ya know. Anyway, we survived it, a good time was had, money was spent, we took our extra child home and was ready for bed. But hubby still had a load of wood to haul so I was up for a bit longer.

Sunday was a decent day. Hubby worked. Yeah, I know I am a slave driver! Got a few, and I mean a few groceries, dog food, and washing stuff. Three days of work in three weeks don’t make for much of a paycheck. Aneewhoo…..

I mentioned Little Miss “made” a quilt, or did I? Oh, hell I can’t remember. Aneewhoo, she did and I have photographic proof that she worked on it……

Love it! She poked her fingers with the needle and everything. And the finished product looks a little something like this…..

Don’t she just look so thrilled to be getting her picture made? Yeah, this was like the 14th picture I had taken, she was getting ill.

So that is about it for now, I am sick as a dog and have a ton of work to accomplish, so I must go. I swear I will have a good post for all of you sometime in the near future, I hope. Until next time……………..

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

Too Busy!!!!

It has been the longest week in the history of weeks! I swear it is the week that will not end! I haven’t much time to play and write today, but I had to pop in and check out the going ons around here. I also will give you a quick rundown of the going ons around here…..

Little Miss was out of school Monday and Tuesday for a Fall holiday, damn made up holidays! OK, so Monday was Columbus Day, but damn we never got out for that day! But whatever!

It has been raining here every free fraking day and that means no work for hubby dearest, which means he was home every free fracking day with me! Now don’t get me wrong…..He worked his tail off, he washed some dishes, cleaned some rooms and ran the vacuum cleaner. A very helpful soul. But my computer time was very limited and I don’t like that. Not so much that he didn’t allow me on it, but more that he was on it or I was too busy to get on it!

So what else? I woke up with a toothache on Tuesday morning. More of a teethache, considering 3 teeth were involved. And it is just my luck on Wednesday morning it was worse and Thursday afternoon and evening, I was ready to pull my own teeth out by the roots, through my nose if I had to! I have found that if I lay down the pressure is so much easier to deal with. My face almost doesn’t hurt if I am laying down. If I am up, my teeth ache, my jaw hurts and even my cheek is sore. No amount of pain relievers help either. Maybe I am just extremely lazy and my teeth hurt to give me an excuse to lay down. HUM….. Whatever, hubby says dentist, I say just kill me now. And considering that we have no dental insurance at this point and he has no check due to the rain, I think I will win this argument! If having a toothache is winning.

So my favorite adopted son is now out of jail, 47 days straight and he is the same aggravating, pain in my ass. HA! Good to have him back around though and I am sure his soon to be wife and 2 kids feel the same. Speaking of, I got to see a few of my adopted grands and I must say, they are growing and getting cuter every time I see them. I love getting to hold them and smell all their baby goodness and hand them back to their mommas and walk away!

Little Miss went to her slumber party on Friday. She loved every minute of it. I understand that a limo picked them up at school, complete with the red carpet being rolled out for them and took them to their fancy hotel room and they ate at a nice restaurant and swam. A good time was had by all, or that is what I gathered from her as she ran past me to see the recently released jail-bird.

Hubby darling signed Little Miss up for basketball. JOY, JOY!! I don’t know why he did that. Yes, she wanted to play, yes, it is good exercise. But all those practices and games! UGH! Whatever. Somehow I expect this to turn out bad. He will be paying her to quit in no time.

Well, Little Miss is having over night company and has a Mathletes competition tomorrow so I am busy, busy. Gotta do a little cleaning and washing so we don’t look like complete slobs. I haven’t mentioned Mathletes? Yes, Little Miss made the math team and now has a competition tomorrow. Kid sucks at math, but she made it and is so excited. What is a mom to do? Oh, yeah….haul her ass and the ass of another child 2 hours away to sit in a room and watch math problems be answered by a bunch of kids for….oh…..4 hours!!!!!!!!!! Does the excitement ever end???????? But I am proud of her.

So I gotta go. Hope to post a better post on Monday, but with the weather we are having, who knows! Next week is suppose to be nice. Let us pray for no rain! Momma needs a good check!

Until next time…………….

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

A whole different post….

I had another post in mind for today. But then I went to my dashboard at Word Press and what I saw there just made the other post fly right outta my head. Makes me kinda grateful Blog Spot doesn’t do it. I don’t know about you, but when I open up either of my sites I go directly to the dashboard and look around.  Word Press is really much better as far as dashboards go. It gives me all kinds of cool info, Blog Spot not so much, but I have other ways of checking that one. So this post is mainly about my Word Press dashboard……

Usually I look at my stats. You know, I have to see how many people read the crap I throw out here. Really it kinda amazes me, people actually read this. It is normally about the same number everyday, so I assume I have about the same people here everyday. Cool!!!!

Then I glance at the most read. Interesting that many of those are old post. Always a hit or two on the new post but mainly the older ones. Kinda tells me that I have gotten away from my original intent and that the older stuff was better.

I go to the little section that tells me I have comments. ALWAYS spam. I get a comment or two here and there but usually there is a dozen or so spammers or those sites that run my post and at least give me credit for it. I have checked those out, they seem to print a snippet and say if you want more go here and it brings them to my site. I guess I don’t have a problem with that, wish it brought more people in but hey at least they do give me credit for my post.

Sometimes I go to the section that shows me the most popular searches. I don’t really look there often, really why do I care what search brought them here, as long as they got here and they enjoyed the trip through my little mind. Right? But sometimes a really old post is very popular and that makes me wonder how the hell did they get to that old thing. So I look. I must say….. I was somewhat surprised by some of them…..

Christmas decorations….. Didn’t surprise me at all. Right after Thanksgiving and up until the New Year, I mention my Christmas decorations often and I even post pictures. Kinda surprised me that in October people were already searching for it, but whatever cranks their tractor. I guess get a jump start on ideas.

Halloween decorations……Not  a big surprise. My last post was about Halloween and in October you would expect people to be looking for that. I can only assume they were a bit disappointed that I had no pictures, but I hope they enjoyed the post. Though I am fairly certain that when no pictures popped up they ran away.

“my haircut”……OK, I have mentioned my haircut. I have no clue why it is in quotations, but it was in the section so I put them here too.  Again, it has been a while but I can only assume that someone was looking for a haircut style that they liked. Again probably disappointed to find NO pictures.

short…… I don’t get why someone was searching for it, but I guess cyberspace know I am only 5 feet tall and they consider that short and TaDa you find yourself  here. I don’t get how a search engine finds this shit, but whatever.

too hot……AH HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!! Maybe it is referring to the weather, because I damn sure know it ain’t referring to me!

guidance addiction video…… Could someone explain that one to me? All they get when they come here is a rant about a guidance counselor. I am completely lost.

All of those I wouldn’t have thought a thing about, really. I kinda get it. I wonder why some things are searched for but who am I to find anyone strange. I mean my good gravy, my bestest friends in the whole wide world live in a box on my desk, can’t get much stranger (or pathetic) than that. But then there were a few others that caught my attention and made me say…. quite loudly I might add……What the Fiddly Fruck?!!!!!!!!

good asian porn………. OK, I admit I have spoken the words here a time or two….Only when speaking of Spammers. But I must say I have never called it good!

Dogs in heat…… OMG!!! I have spoken of that, but really, who searches for these things!

am I insane………. Oh, come on! I know that I am insane, not really insane, merely just a little nuts, but please to include me in that search!!!!! Ain’t that just a big ole kick in the tushy? Some horrid little search engine brought some nutcase to my site to figure out if they were insane? Really if I am a gauge, which way do I swing? If your like me…..your insane. Oh, holy hell!

But the one that really caught my attention was……

I seek you out, fillet you alive……. WTF?! I admit, I mentioned these words in one post and it was about a song I liked. I admitted that it freaked me out a bit that I would like a song with words like that. But what kind of psycho searches that?!!!!!! Maybe, I hope, they were trying to find out the name to that song. The really big thing was that it was the most popular search bringing people to my site!!!!! So now I feel like I am the poster child for weird folks! (Not that you are weird if you happen to find this post because you were searching for that. And I lied about where I live…..I live in……um, Bangladesh……Yeah, that’s right…..Bangladesh) Until next time…………

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

It’s that time of year again.

Yeppers, it is the time of year when we get a nip in the air (what happened to seasons? It was just 70 degrees a few nights ago and now it is in the 50s at night.), well intentioned (read….money hungry, sadistic bastards) store managers are putting out *lovely* (read… creepy, screeching, shaking, scare the hell out of you) Halloween decorations, children start wanting (read….I want to be Batman (or Wolverine, or Bob the Builder, or SpongeBob, or whoever it is that children have to be this year), football games (War Eagle Baby!), and my darling Hubby’s family starts their yearly decorating of the yards.

Now I must admit I am not a huge fan of Halloween. OK, I love the candy part of it, my waistline….don’t love it so much, but I loooove the candy part. I even like the decorations part, kinda. The nice tasteful arrangements. The grave yards are great, if done right. A few well placed ghost and goblins. I am not big on decorating for holidays.

 OK, I admit the inside of my house looks like the North Pole exploded at Christmas, Santa and Mrs. Claus couldn’t have more decorations, BUT I don’t hoist my holiday spirit on others.  I have a few tasteful twinkle lights outside at Christmas (If I can get hubby darling out to put them up.) But that is all, no winter wonderland here.  OK, I admit it….Outside decorations are a bit pricey and I can’t hide those in the buggy as easy as I can hide the indoor stuff, so  I can’t slide it right past Hubby without his knowledge. But even if  I could get it past him, and I had Santa’s Village in my front yard, I would stop at my yard!

Every year at this time, my hubby’s family buys stacks and stacks of hay and they pile it around in the yard, in nice little pyramid type shapes and they decorate it. Scarecrows, ghosts, pumpkins, creepy old guys, black cats, bats, and all that sort of stuff. Kinda cute if it wasn’t so…… tacky. But, hey, whatever floats their boat, right? They always have left over fall/ Halloweenie type things. So what does a wonderful family do? They decide I don’t have enough Halloween spirit. That I am depriving my child of the fun of Halloween. That they need to decorate my yard too.

Yes, every year they buy extra hay (so wonderful and thoughtful of them) and they make sure that they have extra bats, pumpkins, scarecrows and such ( a very thoughtful group.). Then at some point, without my knowledge, they attack my yard. (Whatever happened to toilet papering people’s yards? I would much prefer that.) And somerwheres around the end of the driveway, they put up one of those pyramid type thingies with the hay and decorate it with their leftover stuff. Ain’t they just darling?

Yep, I leave my house one day and come back that night to some sort of Halloweenie type thing at the end of the driveway. My first thought is always to ram it with my car, really how much damage could hay and such do to a car? My second thought is to kick it all over and blame the dogs. (Did you see what that wild pack of dogs did? I swear I tried to stop them, but I couldn’t risk losing a leg to them.) My third thought is……….Why in the hell do they do this every freakin year?!!!!! Then my final thought is….It is only a month, right? It’s not like it s going to sit there til it rots away……oh wait, yes it does!!!!!!!!!! They come get their collection of extra Halloweenie type things and leave the hay sitting. They figure Hubby will dispose of it properly…….HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!! Yeah, right, if he doesn’t have to mow around it, it really doesn’t bother him.

So somertimes in November (mid, late November, hell maybe December) he will finally go out and scatter it around. You know to protect the grass. But this year, I have a plan! I am not leaving the yard!  Not for any real amount of time during the day, so they can’t sneak attack me. Yeah, that’s the ticket. I will only leave once it gets dusky dark. HAHA! You watch I will suddenly develop some sort of swine or avian flu and be bed bound for a few days and come outta my coma to find that pyramid thingy!

So far, they have kept their stuff in their yard this year, I have seen no signs of extra hay and no one has mentioned having a pumpkin for me to turn into some hideous jack-o-lantern that will turn in to a hideous pile of goo before Halloween. Maybe all the eye rolling last year finally “told” them I am not a Halloweenie type person. Maybe they finally realized if I wanted my yard to look like that, I would decorate myself. And I would decorate if I wanted to and it would look nice. More to the spooky side, than the cutesy side they tend to lean towards. Or maybe it was because my FIL went and got the hay this year and he don’t like the fact that they decorate his yard too. Whatever the reason is…..I am thus far……Halloween decoration free and I like it that way.

Now I only have to keep it that way for a few more weeks and I am in the clear. Then somertimes in late November, I will have to worry about the Christmas decorations my MIL inherited for the yard! Oh, yes, they are already putting the plans together as to who puts what in their yard. OH, holy, Hell……Kill me now! Until next time……………………

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

Do you hear that?

That is the sound of a nearly empty house. Only The Boy is here and he is piled up in the bed asleep. It is soooooo good to finally be back here. A lot has gone on and I really don’t even know where to start. I guess in order, the best my scattered brain will recall the order of happenings!

Friday the 25th, Hubby came up with a new game. He thought it would improve date night and we would have some fun. Well, I had a LOT of fun, hubby not so much. It involved the Wii bowling game and a bottle of Crown. Heehee. His rules went something like this….A shot of Crown for every strike. The first game, I never touched the bottle, he got drunk. I was having my best game ever. New personal high of 225. I was getting Turkeys and I got my first ever fourth. I changed the rules… A shot of Crown for a strike and a drink of Crown mixed with Dr. Pepper for a spare. After 4 games I had 4 shots and 4 drinks of the mixed drink and he had finished the bottle. And managed to have to drink the mixed drink more times than I remember. hehe! OK, it was a blast until he got sick. I laughed my ass off. So date night was fun for me, not so much for him.

What we soon discovered was the puking from date night was not all to do with the Crown, it was the start of a *wonderful*, whine filled week of Hubby darling be sick. Actually I have to admit, the whining was limited. He was very sick for several days. Mainly stomach issues and a very sore throat. A barely eat soup and drink sore throat. He was surprisingly very helpful while he was off work. It may have had to do with what happened on Sunday…..

 

That my darlings is a diorama. And that is also the cause of much pain and many sleepless nights!

 

Awful picture, there is no good angle to get a picture of it. I have tried to get pictures of it since it happened. None turn out and none show the exact damage to my hand. In other words….A picture doesn’t show the damage, pain, the bleeding, the draining, the DEEP hole in my hand…..Hell, it does my wound NO justice. What the hell is wrong with the hand you ask……

Here is the story……… That there diorama is put together with about 75 sticks of hot glue. (And just so you know, that picture doesn’t do the diorama justice either, it was gorgeous! It is a mound, you know the Mound builder Indians.) So being the great mother I am (still don’t ask Little Miss because she will still deny my greatness.) I wouldn’t let Little Miss chance getting her wee itty fingers burnt off with the hot glue gun, so…… You think you know where this is going, you don’t. I ended up with (at last count) 12 blisters. Yes, I couldn’t quit touching that damn hot glue. Not the worst part yet…. I was positioning a rock and accidentally stuck the last joint of my thumb in just put down hot glue and it stuck and when I attempted to pull the scalding glue off, I ripped all of the layers of skin off. Yes, deep crater of raw meat in a very bad place to put a band-aid. Still not the worst part………

As I was positioning the very last rock on the stupid mound, Little Miss was holding the hot glue gun and leaned in for a closer look….and she stuck the VERY HOT metal end of the glue gun, complete with dripping hot glue, into the top of my hand. Once it registered that my hand was being cooked, there was much cussing. And much apologizing. Long story short, I ended up with about a 3rd degree burn on my hand. No doctors were involved, just my emergency responder father. His diagnosis was…. You got a couple of 3rd degree burns on your hands, gonna hurt like hell and take a while to heal. If he wasn’t sick, I swear I would have popped him!  So not only do I have  a crater in my hand, the skin around it for a good chunk of my hand is a sick color, according to my dad, it is burned from the radiating heat.  After a week, I am finally getting a thin protective covering of skin back or maybe it is a thin protective covering of pus that has dried, but whatever, it looks better. It still hurts like hell and whenever I use that hand, I can feel the skin pulling, but it is getting better. I am keeping it slathered in antibiotic suave and keeping it covered for the most part, I uncover it for several hours a day to let it dry out and supposedly heal. The thumb, mucho better, still a deep crater, but nowhere near as bad as my hand.

So hubby darling has, even though he was sick, helped with the housework, cooked, washed dishes, and kept my hand clean and bandaged. Not to mention he was getting up with Little Miss and getting her off to school. He kinda took over anything that would get my hand wet. I suspect it is because bandage material is so expensive and wetness means changing it. HA! We have moved on to extra large band-aid, pretty much covers the top of my hand, but I can put it on.

So what else? Little Miss ran for and won class representative for her class. The school paid for her dinner at a nice steakhouse. Not ours, but hers, so I guess that was something. We also had her home on Wednesday and Thursday. She was sick and running a fever. How do I know she was truly sick? She slept most all day Wednesday! Now Thursday, was a different story….fever gone, meant no more sleep and she was a wild child. But her father tended to her. HA!

Wanna hear the best part of all of this? I should be ashamed of myself for saying it…..Since he has had such a FIT over my arguing with Little Miss, I have been ignoring her attitude with me (and I might add developing a like for the taste of  blood. I have literally bit my tongue and brought blood to keep from arguing with her) She has turned some of her attitude on her father. AH HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!!!! He is starting to get a glimpse of her winged, fanged self. The demon child has emerged from hiding when he is around and he don’t like it. He argues with her and I sit and look all innocent and smile. And he screams about how awful she is and how she needs to get a grip on reality and figure out the world does not revolve around her. And I smile. He talks of how she is hyper and acts up and gets on his nerves and I smile and agree with him. And he looks at me and gets ill and I point out how it took me 10 years to get to that point, he has got there in a week. AH HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!!!! I knew once he was home and tending to her, it wouldn’t take long for her to be unable to control the demon within. AH HAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!

Would you believe my darling Hubby wanted to play his drinking game with me again this Friday night? But after having him home all week, I told him I would bowl with him, but we would just drink a little and NO shots. Just enjoy the game. And would you believe he whooped my ass in bowling!!!!!!!? Yes, out of 15 games, I only won 4!

I ventured on to my personal Facebook account Saturday night. I did it with him here and with his complete knowledge. I am hoping to show him, it is really just about the games and not about anything else. He was alright with it. Of course since I quit going on it,  he is all about, “WHY?”  I swear I feel like popping him. I told him WHY and he still keeps it up. And of course there is the constant barrage of,  ”Are we alright?” I feel like telling him if you will quit asking…Sure. UURRGGGHHHH!

But all in all I guess things are better. We still have issues, but he is trying and so am I. In fact when he cooked, he pointed out that I should blog that he cooked. When he cleaned the kitchen, he said I should tell that too. Yeah, I think I can do that. I told him I would say just how helpful he was, that he was a good husband to take care of my hand the way he has. He even attempted to fix my dishwasher. Found out the pump has gone out and a new dishwasher would be just as cheap. He attempted to fix my dryer. Burned up the element, but he tried. I think he is seeing the error of his ways, maybe. Might be just sucking up to *look* better. I am not fooled. So I have now kept my word.

I guess I should go and clean the house and wash some clothes. And I may even go on Facebook and try to clear out all of the stuff people are sending me. I had almost 200 “gifts” and quizzes in my personal one. I haven’t been near the blogging one. Boy, I felt soooo loved. So until next time………….

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

Oh, I almost forgot the newest addition to the family…….Introducing Tide (UGH, I wanted to go with WE for War Eagle, but my Roll Tide fan of a son wouldn’t go for it)…….

More on this coon dog later…………