Firstly, I just want to remind everyone that American Idol is on tonight and we're not watching again. C'mon people...it has to stop sometime. As far as I know personally, the boycott is only being undertaken by myself and my sister. My mother is still watching it for some damn reason.
But if I can get just ONE person to not turn their television on to Fox tonight, then Ive done my job.
Daphne posted a great blog today about why she and I cannot seem to go to bed before 5am and then sleep until 2pm. Its hereditary and uncurable, so Im gonna go get a 3rd shift job cuz I aint ever gonna be able to be a 9-5er. The shitty thing will be when she and I go back to college at the end of the summer.
Michael was brilliant last night. I broke down and told him everything I was thinking and feeling and he just listened and said some of the smartest shit I have ever heard and I physically felt a switch being thrown in my brain. Ive felt just lighter all day and havent dwelt on the things that had me so to the point of despair. Ive been drowning for the last month in guilt, self pity and worry and he just took it all away with a few well placed sentences. He was like a cold drink of water on the hottest day of the year, and for that, I thank him profusely. (God, I hope I spelled that right).
Ok, what would this blog be if I didnt have SOMETHING to bitch and moan about (other than AI)? Last night Cincy took on the Diamondbacks in Arizona. It was cool, the game didnt start here til almost 10pm, and its lots warmer for my boys than it has been here in the Buckeye state. Bronson was pitching last night too, and he stayed in til the end of the 7th inning having allowed just one hit and no runs. We were winning 2-0. Then, they bring in Saarloos who fucks up and the game is tied. Then they bring in Stanton, who fucks up some more and we lose 3-2. Once again, like last week, Bronson pitches a great game and the relief pitchers lost us the game. It's ok though, I love you Bronson Arroyo, and your greatness is certainly not lost on this girl. We play, same time and place tonight....havent looked whos pitching yet but we need to kick some snakey ass for sure.
Well, thats all folks, gotta go do some 1st grade homework. Remember, DO NOT WATCH AMERICAN IDOL!!!!!!!!!!!!! And as always, fuck Sanjaya!
Tuesday, April 10, 2007
Monday, April 9, 2007
I dont like people
I really dont. Outside my little bubble, I cant stand most people. I could make a list but then there would be controversy and family trouble and you know........
Tonight I went on my myspace and see yet ANOTHER bulliten about how Im gonna die if I dont repost said bulliten in 13 minutes. It just enrages me that grown people would take the time to post such things. Its like when some people log on to myspace they become 13 years old again and act like it. Silly.
Ive got a migraine (ah ha! you say....this is why she is posting that she doesnt like anyone). Ive had the same headache going on to the 3rd day now and its pissing me off. This happens every year in the spring (and again in the fall), I spend days at a time laid up with a massive headache and am unable to eat, sleep, or even move because of the pain/nasuea. I took Nyquil and it aint doin shit...just like the naproxen I took earlier and the tylenol/ibuprofen yesterday. NOTHING is working. I would hate to have to go sit out at the ER for hours though, give me a few days and if its not bad Im sure they'll see me.
I cooked again tonight. This has to be some record, Ive been cooking alot. I made ham, smashed super potatoes, and the veggie casserole for Easter dinner with Hawaiian bread rolls. Just call me Julia Childs.
Mike's been asleep since 9 and then woke up to smoke a cig and get a drink and then sleeping again. Im bored. I looked at the skanks yahoo picture again, since Im in a hatin kind of mood. I hate her, shes just such a skuz. No, like a meth-head skuz.
My house is a mess and because of my headache I cant seem to get going to do it. I want to be filthy stinking rich so I can have a maid do it all the time. Course, she probably would just steal all my jewlery and run back to Mexico with it. Told ya I was in a foul mood. And a racist joke at that. Im goin to hell.
And Ill leave you with that for the night.
Tonight I went on my myspace and see yet ANOTHER bulliten about how Im gonna die if I dont repost said bulliten in 13 minutes. It just enrages me that grown people would take the time to post such things. Its like when some people log on to myspace they become 13 years old again and act like it. Silly.
Ive got a migraine (ah ha! you say....this is why she is posting that she doesnt like anyone). Ive had the same headache going on to the 3rd day now and its pissing me off. This happens every year in the spring (and again in the fall), I spend days at a time laid up with a massive headache and am unable to eat, sleep, or even move because of the pain/nasuea. I took Nyquil and it aint doin shit...just like the naproxen I took earlier and the tylenol/ibuprofen yesterday. NOTHING is working. I would hate to have to go sit out at the ER for hours though, give me a few days and if its not bad Im sure they'll see me.
I cooked again tonight. This has to be some record, Ive been cooking alot. I made ham, smashed super potatoes, and the veggie casserole for Easter dinner with Hawaiian bread rolls. Just call me Julia Childs.
Mike's been asleep since 9 and then woke up to smoke a cig and get a drink and then sleeping again. Im bored. I looked at the skanks yahoo picture again, since Im in a hatin kind of mood. I hate her, shes just such a skuz. No, like a meth-head skuz.
My house is a mess and because of my headache I cant seem to get going to do it. I want to be filthy stinking rich so I can have a maid do it all the time. Course, she probably would just steal all my jewlery and run back to Mexico with it. Told ya I was in a foul mood. And a racist joke at that. Im goin to hell.
And Ill leave you with that for the night.
Friday, April 6, 2007
SSDD
I was so happy to go to my yahoo homepage tonight and see so many people questioning the integrity of American Idol since Sanjaya is still on there. As promised, Ive stopped watching...only to have my brother call and tell me that once again the little pissant is still on there. AI needs to do something serious about this or their show is gonna go down the toilet faster than shit (pun definately intended). Im just glad that so many others feel the same way about it as I do.
I made baklava tonight and damn that stuff is sweet. And it just cant be good for you, the only thing in in that is even remotely healthy is the walnuts and maybe the honey. I made a pan for us and gave one to Daph so it doesnt go to waste.
I finally got out of the house today to take Daph shopping and to go to the grocery myself for once. Then I cleaned my house. Maybe Im coming out of my funk?
Im so having sex tonight, I think it would be a great stress reliever. Plus its been awhile.
Oh, I think I have a brain tumor, I keep typing shit backwards and seeing little silver floaty things that go across the vision in one eye to the other eye and then dissapear. Just calling it now so I can say "I told you so" later.
Its fucking cold out. It was piss pouring snow while I was out today, and its just not cool. If it doesnt warm up soon Im gonna kick the weather guys ass. Its al his fault, I dont know how or why but it just is and I have to blame someone so Ill blame the messenger.
The Reds won today but lost last night. Again, Im blaming the weather. How was poor Bronson supposed to pitch last night with no coat on and snow flurries blowing in his face? My poor baby. I still love you though. We'll get em next time. =)
Anyway, thats all that happened to me today. I could probably post once a year and not having anything blog-worthy. This blog gets the "most boring" award.
PS. Casey got Honor Roll again!!!!! My baby girl is so smart!!!!
I made baklava tonight and damn that stuff is sweet. And it just cant be good for you, the only thing in in that is even remotely healthy is the walnuts and maybe the honey. I made a pan for us and gave one to Daph so it doesnt go to waste.
I finally got out of the house today to take Daph shopping and to go to the grocery myself for once. Then I cleaned my house. Maybe Im coming out of my funk?
Im so having sex tonight, I think it would be a great stress reliever. Plus its been awhile.
Oh, I think I have a brain tumor, I keep typing shit backwards and seeing little silver floaty things that go across the vision in one eye to the other eye and then dissapear. Just calling it now so I can say "I told you so" later.
Its fucking cold out. It was piss pouring snow while I was out today, and its just not cool. If it doesnt warm up soon Im gonna kick the weather guys ass. Its al his fault, I dont know how or why but it just is and I have to blame someone so Ill blame the messenger.
The Reds won today but lost last night. Again, Im blaming the weather. How was poor Bronson supposed to pitch last night with no coat on and snow flurries blowing in his face? My poor baby. I still love you though. We'll get em next time. =)
Anyway, thats all that happened to me today. I could probably post once a year and not having anything blog-worthy. This blog gets the "most boring" award.
PS. Casey got Honor Roll again!!!!! My baby girl is so smart!!!!
Wednesday, April 4, 2007
Weird dreams and past lives
Ok, so I have really weird dreams, its a nightly occurance. Anyone that knows me, however, knows my love of the 1940s-50s especially anything to do with WWII. (The campaign in Europe more than the Pacific). I love big band music and especially Moonlight Serenade, I get quite emotional when I hear it.
Anyway, last night I had a dream that I was walking with a group of women (friends and collegues I presumed). We were all dressed in white, and I had on white shoes. Anyway, we were walking near some woods when we heard a loud noise and up ahead I could see smoke and a green jeep. I went running, and there were several men in uniform running about and saying something about getting a man out of the jeep that was injured. I told them to leave him where he was and not to move him since they could make his injuries worse. I climbed up into the jeep and there was a young man sort of half on, half off the seat. He had a massive wound on his head near the top in the back, and his left arm was hurt.
A man came carrying an IV bag and we kept trying to get the needle in his arm but it kept falling out. Finally the other man held his arm very still and I stuck the needle in and wrapped it with something so it wouldnt fall out. The boy I was working on was talking really fast either because thats just how it happens in dreams or because he was scared. He kept saying that he needed to tell me something important, something that had happened and I kept trying to find a piece of paper or something to write with. I do remember asking his name and he told it to me and I wrote it down (guess i found the paper) and he told me he was in the Airborne (which for some reason made me start to sob in the dream). He told me he was scared so I laid his head (bleeding and all) on my shoulder and hummed a song to him. I cant remember the song, it was pretty though. I kept crying because I knew he was going to die and I couldnt do anymore than I already had for him. He was sweet and told me that he loved me even though he just met me and then I woke up.
Weird? Told you so.
Ive strained my brain all damn day to see that piece of paper with his name on it...he had given me his first, middle, and last name and the only one I remember is the name Quinn. I dont know if it was his first, middle or last name. Its just one of those dreams that has stuck with me all day, and further supports my assertions that I was alive during WWII and am having memories of that life today still.
Anyway, thats the blog youre getting today, I dont feel like bitching for once.
Anyway, last night I had a dream that I was walking with a group of women (friends and collegues I presumed). We were all dressed in white, and I had on white shoes. Anyway, we were walking near some woods when we heard a loud noise and up ahead I could see smoke and a green jeep. I went running, and there were several men in uniform running about and saying something about getting a man out of the jeep that was injured. I told them to leave him where he was and not to move him since they could make his injuries worse. I climbed up into the jeep and there was a young man sort of half on, half off the seat. He had a massive wound on his head near the top in the back, and his left arm was hurt.
A man came carrying an IV bag and we kept trying to get the needle in his arm but it kept falling out. Finally the other man held his arm very still and I stuck the needle in and wrapped it with something so it wouldnt fall out. The boy I was working on was talking really fast either because thats just how it happens in dreams or because he was scared. He kept saying that he needed to tell me something important, something that had happened and I kept trying to find a piece of paper or something to write with. I do remember asking his name and he told it to me and I wrote it down (guess i found the paper) and he told me he was in the Airborne (which for some reason made me start to sob in the dream). He told me he was scared so I laid his head (bleeding and all) on my shoulder and hummed a song to him. I cant remember the song, it was pretty though. I kept crying because I knew he was going to die and I couldnt do anymore than I already had for him. He was sweet and told me that he loved me even though he just met me and then I woke up.
Weird? Told you so.
Ive strained my brain all damn day to see that piece of paper with his name on it...he had given me his first, middle, and last name and the only one I remember is the name Quinn. I dont know if it was his first, middle or last name. Its just one of those dreams that has stuck with me all day, and further supports my assertions that I was alive during WWII and am having memories of that life today still.
Anyway, thats the blog youre getting today, I dont feel like bitching for once.
Monday, April 2, 2007
Baseball...and SNOW?!
Today is the BEST day of the year, opening day for Major League Baseball. And my team played great today!!!! Adam Dunn got home runs at his first two at bats, Ryan Freel played his little ass off (as usual) and all in all they just kicked some Cubbie ass. On a side note, the Braves and the Indians won two, not as important to me as the Reds, but since some of my family roots for them, I was happy all around. We are off tomorrow and then play the rest of the week.
They'll be playing in the fucking snow though come this weekend. Seriously, in the snow in April. It was in the mid 70's here today, and 81 is forcasted for tomorrow and then Wednesday they're calling for it to drop more than 30 degrees with possible snow showers on Thur, Fri, and Saturday. WTF Mate? I want it to be warm! Im pissed that its gonna get so damn cold, Im just done with all the cold weather and most importantly the snow which has so seriously fucked up the streets that they in turn have fucked up my car.
The inbreeders are out in force today. I hate my apartment complex, I hate having to live here with all these people who sit outside all day and let their kids and dogs go wherever and dont watch em. Then they constantly are walking by my door looking in, and the whole time Im just thinking theyre cataloging what they see so they know what to steal when they break in later. I know its wrong to think that way, but if you saw how they let their little ones just wander off cuz theyre fuckin around with their friends, youd hate em too.
Everyone is still complaining about the stomach cramps and shits from this stomach bug. Mike is laying down right now with it bothering him and Casey came home from school early cuz she wasnt feeling well.
Anyway, thats all for now, Happy Baseball Season (in the fucking snow) everyone!!!!
They'll be playing in the fucking snow though come this weekend. Seriously, in the snow in April. It was in the mid 70's here today, and 81 is forcasted for tomorrow and then Wednesday they're calling for it to drop more than 30 degrees with possible snow showers on Thur, Fri, and Saturday. WTF Mate? I want it to be warm! Im pissed that its gonna get so damn cold, Im just done with all the cold weather and most importantly the snow which has so seriously fucked up the streets that they in turn have fucked up my car.
The inbreeders are out in force today. I hate my apartment complex, I hate having to live here with all these people who sit outside all day and let their kids and dogs go wherever and dont watch em. Then they constantly are walking by my door looking in, and the whole time Im just thinking theyre cataloging what they see so they know what to steal when they break in later. I know its wrong to think that way, but if you saw how they let their little ones just wander off cuz theyre fuckin around with their friends, youd hate em too.
Everyone is still complaining about the stomach cramps and shits from this stomach bug. Mike is laying down right now with it bothering him and Casey came home from school early cuz she wasnt feeling well.
Anyway, thats all for now, Happy Baseball Season (in the fucking snow) everyone!!!!
Sunday, April 1, 2007
Quarantine
God, I hope I spelled that right, it would be really embarassing to misspell the title. Ive been in my room all day. I mean ALL DAY. Kylie and I have evidently got the worst of the cold/stomach bug thing and we are both miserable. When my stomach isnt cramping then my throat is unbearable. Either way, food is out of the question. On top of THAT I get my damned rag. Turns out, all that bitchiness last week WAS just PMS.
I feel so bad though, Mike took the whole day..went and did laundry, cleaned the spare room, cleaned the fridge, made and served dinner cleaned up after dinner...ran himself ragged so that I could lay in bed and shiver from fever. I love that man.
Kylie must be feeling better though, shes been sitting here drawing on me with a blue marker for about an hour (and i look so pretty).
I dont have anything good to blog about since I was in bed all day......I did watch the Nickelodeon Kids Choice Awards tonight with the kids, it was cool. Well, Im gonna go now and find the new Harry Potter trailer to watch, my mom called me all excited this morning to tell me about it...my mom rocks. G'night all.....maybe something blog-worthy will happen tomorrow.
Daphne, I love you and missed you today.
I feel so bad though, Mike took the whole day..went and did laundry, cleaned the spare room, cleaned the fridge, made and served dinner cleaned up after dinner...ran himself ragged so that I could lay in bed and shiver from fever. I love that man.
Kylie must be feeling better though, shes been sitting here drawing on me with a blue marker for about an hour (and i look so pretty).
I dont have anything good to blog about since I was in bed all day......I did watch the Nickelodeon Kids Choice Awards tonight with the kids, it was cool. Well, Im gonna go now and find the new Harry Potter trailer to watch, my mom called me all excited this morning to tell me about it...my mom rocks. G'night all.....maybe something blog-worthy will happen tomorrow.
Daphne, I love you and missed you today.
Friday, March 30, 2007
Thats not a moon, thats a SPACE STATION
Proof that you CAN have too much fun with the FunnyFrames on your camera phone. We took MANY of these type pics, this is the one you all are getting since it was by far the funniest one, even though Tony had a hard time keeping a straight face for me to take the damn thing.
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