Me So Cwazy

After I got done doing my thang at the coffee shop I came home and washed clothes and cleaned the floors and bathrooms...which seemed foul beyond belief. Later...I made supper then...I made a couple of signs for the shop on the computer Later...I printed them out. Soon...I may go for a walk. I know...you are jealous of my wild and crazy ass life and want to be me.

News in Brief

Dad had chemo today and it went well. The wind is blowing like a five dollar ho. My fingernails are nil. I'm growing zits as fast as I'm going gray. I NEED to clean my house...deep clean my house. I hate my hair. I love SweeTart Ropes. I forgot to go to church tonight. I got new bike clothes in the mail. They cling to my fat rolls like the dust clings to my ceiling fans. shit I just finished reading My Sisters Keeper by Jodi Piccoult...god it was good...but it got me to thinking about the scare we had with Alec and his leg bone tumor. In fact, it threw me totally back into the ER the night we found the tumor...the feelings of total fear, sickness just came back like they'd never went away. I don't think, actually, that particular fear will every go away. Alec is due for a check up. A one year check up...tumor free...this April. His awesome super dooper surgeon...died this last summer. I read about it at the State Swim Meet. I just opened up the Omaha World Herald and I saw his obituary in the paper. He had prostrate cancer. That was a shock and a half.

Hello, I'm a Turd

Some days make you feel as if you are about as necessary to life as a piece of dog shit and today was just such a day.

I Love Juicy...don't you?

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Pushing Buttons in All The Right Places!

I was privilaged to watch Cindy Sue get worked over by a reflexologist the other day. It was something else. He tortured her feet...gave her an energy buzz in her knee and told her that her "immune system" was between her bazookas...otherwise known as her "apples". Cindy frowned and said...I thought that was my cleavage! Anyway...she did get a backrub out of the deal as about 10 people watched. The relexologist motioned for me to get up on the table after he'd finished massaging Cindy's "immune system buttons" and I declined. I'm shy people...you know that! Besides...my feet were sweaty and probably smelled like dirty diapers. Also...my "immune system" felt just fine THANK YOU VERY MUCH!

Smell The Summer Breeze

I think summer is here. Even though there is 8 inches of melting snow on the streets it feels like summer. The kids think so. They are "pushing" buttons and stretching limits and there is the smell of cut grass on their clothes. Kids are flocking to our home, chip bags and cereal bowls are scattered haphazardly around the rooms. Circles of juice glasses mar the tables. The pantry is bare. There is an air of carefree in their attitudes. Not mine. Sometimes it feels like I live in a dorm. I've gotten old and I dread...no hate the thought of this school year ending. I don't know if I can deal with it this year. I may have to start drinking valium prozac smoothies. Take up yoga. Entertain achieving nirvana. Visualizing...eternal peace...ahhhhh...or....better yet... Renting my children out

There Wasn't A Warning Label I Swear!

If ever you are in a situation where you must use a heat gun to dry your hair I want you to remember this one small thing. No matter what DO NOT USE THE HIGH SETTING. And if you, purchance, do use the high setting if you hear something that sounds like...crackling. Your instant response should be...STOP DROP AND ROLL! that's about all I'm going to say about that.

Welcome Spring!

Moods Driven By Barometric Changes...or not

Time goes on. I make coffee and time for laundry, mostly. Going out? ha joke don't things sometimes seem so old and musty and dusty you can't take it anymore and then you realize it's you and your ideas Guess I'm at mid life crisis. Just waiting for the hot flashes to begin and then I'm like, "Thatssss me". Now I just have the life reflection thing going on. You know...when you scan back over your bedraggled life and assess what good deeds you've done, could you earn your wings should you die before you wake sort of thing. Looks fairly bad in my case. Wingless and sunburned. No fluffy cloud like apparatus foreseen No heavenly harpsichord music to serenade me into pleasant slumber. Just the clatter of teenaged voices, petulant, accusatory and tween whining My heaven boasts many such lullabies

Ch Ch Ch Ch Changes

Today I went to visit Cindy Sue and look at her new living room carpet. As I pulled up into the driveway I saw a dead cat smiling up at me perched on the edge of the sidewalk with one paw (cause that's all he had left) pointing toward the door, his little mouth parted as if to say, Hello dear friend, welcome...right this way! I got out of my car, stepped over the greeter and was instantly given a hump of joy from Annie the gargantuan 10 month old golden retriever. She leapt up to kiss me hello, took a little love bite from my arm fat and off we went to the front door...her right behind me. Luckily Flash, the ugliest old lop eared hound you ever did see, could not reach my ass with her nose because one is enough really. After that enthusiastic greeting I would not have been surprised to see Cindy walk out with a dead possum and present it to me topped with a steaming pie crust. After I admired the carpet...which was awesome and looked soft enough to make carpet angels on we went for a walk. We took the dogs and that was fun. Well, fun wasn't really the word I meant to use. What I meant to say was, we walked a bit on a dirt road with the cold wind blowing 60 mph and visited a bit while herding Flash from straying into thickets and watched Annie eat unknown origin turds. Really though, it was a cool place to walk and hopefully we can do it again when it is nice out. Alec's birthday is in two days. Twelve years ago, March 18th, the Dr's were thinking...hmmmmmmm wish we had a calf puller... twelve years ago I was thinking...hmmmmmmm wish we had a calf puller. Twelve years ago we had just bought this now falling down around us house, just found out Mark was a diabetic, just had our last baby, had a helluva good house warming party with our friends (who were by the way sick of moving our asses from home to home)...hard to believe how much has changed since then.

It's Ugly But It's Got a GREAT Personality!

I talked to a carpenter about fixing our falling down front porch and south facing falling off our house but still barely clinging on window frames...windows included too...sadly. He asked me, as he penciled the figures and glanced around at our other "personality ridden home features" including but not limited to: falling down deck(s), leaking roof(s), sway backed floors, unfinished ceiling if we might want to "just build a new one" hahahahahahahah oh boy oh yah goodie ahhghghghghghgh

Mission Accomplished...sort of.

Even though we were unable to win the semi finals game at the state basketball tournament...not all was lost. We got a prom dress out of the deal. It's a red sequined, white full skirt poofy style meringue and looks very nice on Katie. Mark didn't try it on. This is kind of it...I must take a picture and post that soon. The fact that basketball is over makes me weep...HAPPY TEARS OF JOY! I mean, could we be on the road just a little bit more? Please Please Please! On a side note....do you ever wonder why a plug in has one prong that is a bit wider than the other one? I'm sure there is a reason. Why do I ALWAYS attempt to plug the wider end into the narrower slot? Why? Why? Why? I know it's a little thing but it drives me insane! I discovered a new quaff that is yummy. Of course it's one of those ever popular "energy" drinks but I confess...I like it anyway. Good old TAB.

Holy Shit I'm Tired!

We Won We Won We Won We Won! ...by 1 point in overtime yet even. Talk about an exciting game! I cannot even think when I saw another game so heart pumping head throbbing thrilling... We play tomorrow at Pershing at 1:30. Tune in for more info later. Here is a link to one article. in the journal star. Also...on another note. Andrew informed me today and then demonstrated to me that he would eat and unbelievably has eaten cereal,namely, Fruity Pebbles only the generic kind with jolt soda poured over them instead of milk. No Wonder...good God almighty!

Skin This!

Damn...I can't get my skinning to skin and I've no time left. We are going to Lincoln around 6am tomorrow to watch the boys play basketball. Alec is the "stu ma" and he has to be there to "scout" the other teams...grrrrr. The game starts at 11. I'll have to work on my template another day.

Mundane

The news is disturbing. Dana Reeves dead at 44 from lung cancer. Shocked me really. I'm not sure why. Except she just seemed to look so..."Alive" and healthy whenever she appeared on TV. I know I know...make up, lighting etc. Anyway, now the news is all about "The Silent Killer"...lung cancer. I hate that. Although I did hear some facts about Dad's cancer that were not gloomy and full of doom by watching CNN and then following up on them. I still hate to turn on the tube and hear all this shit about smokers and cancers and non smokers and cancers. Radon, food preservatives, asbestos and soon sexual intercourse will be linked to cancer. It will be If you ARE around these things you will get cancer...then...If you ARE NOT around these items you will get cancer...then...over and over and over. I did not get to play volleyball tonight for the second time in a row. I'm probably excommbitchunicated or something like that by now. I went to bed at 2am and woke up at 4 am to Katie's alarm clock screaming. She had to leave for Maxwell at 5:30 for district speech contest. I know...Ridiculous to leave yourself 1 1/2 hours to get ready. But if you saw Katie's room you just might understand that. Probably takes her that long just to find her closet. Sooooo....anyway, I got up and lolled around and finally went to work around 6ish. Freight day you know. I baked and I put stock away and I made the coffee. Cindy Sue worked with me and we gabbed and decided to bike ride after work. I was working on mile 24 or 25 when I heard a bad noise. Kind of like the noise my car made last week. Popcorn. Of course it was a flat in the making. I stopped and spotted a NAIL protruding through my back tire. Great. We were about 1 mile away from Cindy's vehicle so she peddled her ass up the highway and came back and got me. I'll have to get a new wheel which means 2 new wheels...so they match of course. Maybe when we are in Lincoln for the boys State Basketball meet I'll get to the Bike Rack. Since a major road construction project will be in place from Cambridge to Holdridge all during the BRAN ride(starting now) I expect I should get many many extra tubes. Moms back is...about the same she says. I wish she would get an x-ray to check it out. Dad has a blood draw tomorrow and that is just here in Cambridge so no traveling for me...yet. We will have to leave Thursday early am to get to Lincoln. Alec is one of the student managers and they are supposed to be there early enough to fill the water bottles before the 11am game. He tells us he is to be there by 9:30. Oh boy. Let's see...it takes 3 hours or so to get to Lincoln...you do the math. gag I've got to make several pans of cinnamon rolls in the am for an early morning order so I should get to bed now. Mark and Andrew are watching some war movie that I despise, Katie is in bed (she got 5th at district in poetry although that doesn't qualify for state she did improve...yayyyy) and Alec is up to something I'm sure.

Hoop De Doo Doo

Well, I've been busy. Dad had chemo on Wednesday and Thursday we took off to watch our girls play basketball at the State Tourney in Lincoln. We won our first game against Wauneta Palisade Thursday night advancing us to the semi finals at Pershing where we faced Cross County last night. Sadly we lost. All in all a nice year for the girls though. And..somehow...surprising the HELL out of me...Cambridge won the...get this...ahem...drum roll please...SPORTSMANSHIP AWARD! Holy crap I almost laughed my ass off. Not that we are unsportsman like you understand. It's just that...well...the Cambridge crowd if far from shall we say...quiet. Many love to give their opinions and frequently do. Also...there are many wannabe coaches who sit among the fans and scream shrilly and muchly and annoy the piss out of me. Anyway...we(me, Mark, Andrew) picked up Katie at 10 am from where the team had been staying and off we set to try and catch Alecs basketball tournament in Holdridge. Oh boy. Of course we made it. Not that I mind but really I mind...Just kidding. Basketball is MY LIFE. Alec was on the floor more than he was on his feet. He is covered in bruises. And man does he feel cool. He had an ice pack on his elbow AND his ankle at one point. When he was on the bench waiting his turn, due to sweating so much while hoopin' it up he practically scrubbed his face off with the dirty towel they use to wipe the floor with. We finally got home just in time for me to do 2,356 loads of laundry.

Days and Daze

It's...chemo in Kearney we leave at 8 a.m. and get back home around 6pm/Alec has to accoylyte for communion tonight/I'm supposed to help decorate the locker room, bus etc for the girls state b-ball send off/maybe bake some cookies or something/should go to church tonight day. Unable to compute that. Yesterday was...make the donuts earlier than usual/it's early morning FREIGHT/put away the early morning freight/busier than a cat covering up crap at work/ride the bike 16 miles/try to play volleyball/car sounds like popcorn/bake 6 dozen cookies for an order/help your son until midnight with his homework...day. When will it be...sleep in/eat what you want/wear your pajamas 'til noon/watch a movie/read a book/scratch/yawn/take a nap/eat a snack/go to bed day?