December 28, 2002

Super Sweet Day of Decadence...or...I need to get a life...sigh

Aahhhh.... the decadence of sleeping in. Today, so far, has been a silky sweet day...course it's only noon...sigh. I slept, or I should say, I lay in bed languishing, until our dog Pete leaped onto my midriff about 8 am and I had to sit up in order to breathe. There were no early morning fights with the kids. No breakfasts to fix except for mine so I ate two bowls of cereal and one leftover breadstick from last night that I had forgotten to put away. The taste of garlic in the morning is not as bad as one might think (my hubby might say differently though...grin) I then read the entire paper in one sitting, drank a diet Mountain Dew...the coffee of Gods...and Goddesses, then putzed around on the computer for an hour. I got only one phone call from work and could handle it without going in My daughter got a phone call from a boy and that made me sad and glad. Sad because she's getting to be that age and growing up so quickly and glad because she handled herself so well (dissed him politely). Around 11am I took an extremely long, hot, bubbly bath. I read while I soaked and when I got out my ass looked like two giant walnut shells! I finally got dressed around 12. I may take my Christmas decorations down...or...I may just take a nap. You do the math...grin
Aahhhh.... the decadence of sleeping in. Today, so far, has been a silky sweet day...course it's only noon...sigh. I slept, or I should say, I lay in bed languishing, until our dog Pete leaped onto my midriff about 8 am and I had to sit up in order to breathe. There were no early morning fights with the kids. No breakfasts to fix except for mine so I ate two bowls of cereal and one leftover breadstick from last night that I had forgotten to put away. The taste of garlic in the morning is not as bad as one might think (my hubby might say differently though...grin) I then read the entire paper in one sitting, drank a diet Mountain Dew...the coffee of Gods...and Goddesses, then putzed around on the computer for an hour. I got only one phone call from work and could handle it without going in My daughter got a phone call from a boy and that made me sad and glad. Sad because she's getting to be that age and growing up so quickly and glad because she handled herself so well (dissed him politely). Around 11am I took an extremely long, hot, bubbly bath. I read while I soaked and when I got out my ass looked like two giant walnut shells! I finally got dressed around 12. I may take my Christmas decorations down...or...I may just take a nap. You do the math...grin

December 27, 2002

Old Mother Hubbard

Christmas is over. The kids are home on holiday. I can't even think of a thing to talk about except the ability of a few teen aged girls and my little ones to eat everything in the entire house plus some!
Christmas is over. The kids are home on holiday. I can't even think of a thing to talk about except the ability of a few teen aged girls and my little ones to eat everything in the entire house plus some!

December 19, 2002

Worked It Well Baby

Okay this was a day I like to call...a muthuh! We were so damn busy we were just waiting for the unfortunate something or other that would send us spiraling into the well known pit of...oh shit what a cluster this day has been and we'll never escape and there is no end to this day. The beauty of it was...WE DID NOT SPIRAL! We were all able to work together and the day went as smoooooth as butter. What a joy to leave at the end of the day physically tired but not emotionally beaten. I can honestly say I enjoyed my job today. Other than that...I have no stocking stuffers yet...I have to pick up 4(at least) more gifts for some unexpected gift givers...and...I don't have hubby's gift yet...have to work tomorrow...b-ball tournament in small out of town area surrounded by no stores on Saturday...Sunday...church...all morning blown away...leaving perhaps...Sunday afternoon to achieve credit card maximum perfection...Hmmmm....could start spiralling at any moment yet...
Okay this was a day I like to call...a muthuh! We were so damn busy we were just waiting for the unfortunate something or other that would send us spiraling into the well known pit of...oh shit what a cluster this day has been and we'll never escape and there is no end to this day. The beauty of it was...WE DID NOT SPIRAL! We were all able to work together and the day went as smoooooth as butter. What a joy to leave at the end of the day physically tired but not emotionally beaten. I can honestly say I enjoyed my job today. Other than that...I have no stocking stuffers yet...I have to pick up 4(at least) more gifts for some unexpected gift givers...and...I don't have hubby's gift yet...have to work tomorrow...b-ball tournament in small out of town area surrounded by no stores on Saturday...Sunday...church...all morning blown away...leaving perhaps...Sunday afternoon to achieve credit card maximum perfection...Hmmmm....could start spiralling at any moment yet...

December 18, 2002

Memories...sigh

Christmas is almost upon us. Again. So soon. We don't have snow here...still around 50-60 degrees...odd and yuck. I think back (on the old days...snigger) when I was young (oh so long ago...hee hee) we had snow all the time! Big snow too. Snow that came in November and stayed until March. Big drifts of white cream puffs. Mittens and boots required. Sledding became boring. We could ice skate everyday. Outside, we talked in clouds, our breath streaming through homemade mufflers. Soon we dreamed of warmer days. Christmas break was FOREVER. We even played "school" during that time. Now...it's warm and brown out. The only cream puffs are my fat cat Pickles. The talk is all about MSN messenger and so on. No one would DREAM of playing school (so uncool). The only skating going on is me trying to work enough of my job between going to b-ball games, music programs, band programs, etc to qualify as A) certifiably insane B) a parent C) bag o goo D) a jar of almonds
Christmas is almost upon us. Again. So soon. We don't have snow here...still around 50-60 degrees...odd and yuck. I think back (on the old days...snigger) when I was young (oh so long ago...hee hee) we had snow all the time! Big snow too. Snow that came in November and stayed until March. Big drifts of white cream puffs. Mittens and boots required. Sledding became boring. We could ice skate everyday. Outside, we talked in clouds, our breath streaming through homemade mufflers. Soon we dreamed of warmer days. Christmas break was FOREVER. We even played "school" during that time. Now...it's warm and brown out. The only cream puffs are my fat cat Pickles. The talk is all about MSN messenger and so on. No one would DREAM of playing school (so uncool). The only skating going on is me trying to work enough of my job between going to b-ball games, music programs, band programs, etc to qualify as A) certifiably insane B) a parent C) bag o goo D) a jar of almonds

December 15, 2002

I Am Better Than YOUR Kids

You know that commercial where the guy runs over to his dresser drawer and pulls on rubber pants...cuz he is going to laugh so hard he'll piss in his pants? Well this is better...check out

I am better that your kids
You know that commercial where the guy runs over to his dresser drawer and pulls on rubber pants...cuz he is going to laugh so hard he'll piss in his pants? Well this is better...check out
I am better that your kids

December 13, 2002

Christmyass

Christmas stress can be blamed for almost anything this time of year. Those extra pounds, the snarly one minute then sweet as a pie attitude of our children, bickering, bubbley gooey singletons who are expecting their "shining moment" on Christmas Eve (the diamond), big fat ass neighborhood "Santas" copping a feel on an unsuspecting moms because they can be "overly friendly" as Good Saint Nick and get away with it, hair loss (due to pulling out hair over thinking up creative and yet inexpensive gifts for secret sants let alone whole entire family plus Sunday school teachers, newspaper delivery boys, school teachers, and anyone else who happens to be included in the circle of "might need a gift for", erectile dysfunction (?)...well anyway...almost anything.
Christmas stress can be blamed for almost anything this time of year. Those extra pounds, the snarly one minute then sweet as a pie attitude of our children, bickering, bubbley gooey singletons who are expecting their "shining moment" on Christmas Eve (the diamond), big fat ass neighborhood "Santas" copping a feel on an unsuspecting moms because they can be "overly friendly" as Good Saint Nick and get away with it, hair loss (due to pulling out hair over thinking up creative and yet inexpensive gifts for secret sants let alone whole entire family plus Sunday school teachers, newspaper delivery boys, school teachers, and anyone else who happens to be included in the circle of "might need a gift for", erectile dysfunction (?)...well anyway...almost anything.

December 09, 2002

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Aunt Flo's Advice For Stupid People

December 06, 2002

Useless

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December 04, 2002

Blue

I admit..it's been awhile since I "blogged". I've been feeling ...well...blahgless...uninspired...whatever. Thanksgiving...went okay. I remember going to my Grandma S home though and I miss it. So many people crammed into her tiny house, kids running aorund everywhere, the football game on, the women chatting, the inevitable belt loosening, the pinochle, the naps, the music, the smells, of course the BEST pie anywhere, the whole messy togetherness of a big family Thanksgiving...sigh...I miss that. We don't get together anymore like we used to. Grandma's home was the magnet that drew us together for the holidays and for some reason we don't make the effort anymore. I don't think I'll be publishing the "comments" box anymore. Doesn't seem to get used so...phooey...out it goes!
I admit..it's been awhile since I "blogged". I've been feeling ...well...blahgless...uninspired...whatever. Thanksgiving...went okay. I remember going to my Grandma S home though and I miss it. So many people crammed into her tiny house, kids running aorund everywhere, the football game on, the women chatting, the inevitable belt loosening, the pinochle, the naps, the music, the smells, of course the BEST pie anywhere, the whole messy togetherness of a big family Thanksgiving...sigh...I miss that. We don't get together anymore like we used to. Grandma's home was the magnet that drew us together for the holidays and for some reason we don't make the effort anymore. I don't think I'll be publishing the "comments" box anymore. Doesn't seem to get used so...phooey...out it goes!