hiya peeps

howdy folks...

i'm still alive.. just havin internet problems. gotta shake things up a bit ya know. dish goin out wasn't enough for us , so we ended up losin internet on saturday too. just cuz we're us ya know. things like this, and gettin evicted for no reason, or gettin caught in a damn flash flood... in the city. you know, things that kinda just don't happen.. happen to us, all the time. we are the disastrous duo, you know?

anyhow--- movin right along.... did i fish yesterday? yes, yes i did. did i catch any? no, no i did not. did i enjoy myself? yes i did. immensely so. it was so warm outside yesterday. the wind was a bit too much at times... but it was worth it to put up with a little wind to have a summer like day in the beginning of january! today is even better, but i have spent the entire day inside.. on the couch.. in my jammies. dunno why.. just kinda tired today.. or lazy...nah... tired.
but anyhow--- back to yesterday--- yep-- i went to my favorite pond.. (i will put a pic up later on..some of y'all will not believe how different those apartments they're building look now..very nice)... anyhow... i didn't even care that we didn't catch fish--oh ya, hubby went too, neither of us caught any fish... there was an egret there fishing too-- and he didn't get any fish either.... i think that made me feel better :))
we didn't stay very long, maybe an hour, and i didn't fish the whole time. i sat for a while and just watched the egret and took a few pics and just talked to soulman. it was just really nice to be outside again. it really does me no good at all to be cooped up in the house. i wasn't born for cold climates; i just cannot deal with it. i don't go out at all it seems, and before too long it begins to affect me in ways i don't realize until it gets warm again. it's hard to explain.. but somewhere back early in my blog i compared a couple pictures of when i came out of my agoraphobic cave of like five years , and began to go outside .. the difference was really drastic, in a short time.
amazing what a little sunshine and fresh air does for a person.
so anyhow, i'm rambling. probably because i know this weather isn't gonna last, and i will regret not taking advantage of this day. but that's ok i guess.

(ok.. it's later , for this part--
cuz here's the picture
you can click to enlarge)

unfortunately, i screwed up, and somehow,
THIS is the only picture that didn't
get erased. UGH.
yep, the egret pics are gone
and so are several others.
i think i shall be exchanging this camera.
i'm too technically challenged for this one.

OK>> now you can go back to you regularly scheduled readin. :))

anyhow... obviously .. hubby fixed the internet problem, but it is a slow connection. the cable people will be here tomorrow--- for the third time.... i wonder what they'll screw up next? good thing my cell is my main number. :))

welp... i'm gonna cruise awhile, hopefully hit everyone's page, and i will hopefully see y'all later, and post a pond pic , if i don't have anymore outages.

until then-
ore vuas
:))

hi folks.... anotha satahday in soul land -

it's a beautiful day in the neighborhood. it really is.. at least weather-wise. i don't know about you peeps, but here in the wonderful world of north texas, we're sportin a breezy 59 degrees and rising--- supposedly to 72 this afternoon. Lord, i hope so. i am so ready for some warm weather.
i kinda would like to go try to fish a bit today, it has been almost four months since i went fishing. that is kind of depressing. there has just been so much crap goin on out here , i just haven't been able to go. so anyhow. i just may give it a shot if it gets warmer, and the wind dies down a bit. i do hate fishin in the wind.

so anyhow.

i don't know about y'alls yesterday--- but mine kinda sucked ass. i was gonna post before i went to bed but it was so dang slow on here---and i was "just plum give out" by then, i just crashed. man it was a --- well just one of those days that everything went bad. well, ok, not everything. i did get a good deal on the rugs--- which are still in the trunk of my car btw. perhaps i shall have hubby bring them in. or maybe i should wait til i clean the floor. oh, but if i go fishin, i would need them out wouldnt i. hmmm. damn senile.

anyhow.
still no tv. and to top it off... i had forgotten that plasma tv's can burn a still image into the screen if it is left on for too long. well, umm.... ya. i did. i don't know why i didn't turn it off. the damn thing didn't work. but i left it on. maybe waiting to see if it would work?? hell i don't know. but it really did burn the image slightly into the screen. so learn from my mistake, and if you have a plasma tv--- don't forget to turn the damn thing off. it may be permanent--hubby says it may go away--- but with his xbox---or a dvd on, you can't see it... so luckily he noticed it and turned the damned thing off.

so--- next-- after he tried to get the tv people to come out--and neither dish nor charter would do anything.. (the original plan was to take soulkid and her friend who was here--and pick up two more friends--and take em to the mall, and we would go eat)... well... it didn't quite go down that way. in fact it went down in flames -- for a while.

while hubby was getting ready to go--after working an 11 hour day--- and coming home to no cable-- and a burned three month old tv.... ugh... need i say more? well, i will anyhow....
well... the phone rings.... soulkid has a bad habit of hanging up on telemarketers and unfamiliar numbers. she thinks the landline is HERS. and that she controls it. well. i of course thought ..crap, that coulda been one of the tv people... so i bitched at her for hangin up on em, and asked how do you know it was a telemarketer---that is not YOUR phone, that is MY phone....blah blah blah. well.... in my defense---- i had been in bad pain aaaallll day long. i did not want to go out--- i was pissed at the cable ppl, and i was upset that i broke our tv screen...altho hubby surprisingly wasnt mad at me..he knows im stupid apparently and forgave me ... :))--- but anyhow-- oh i forgot to mention that the dr did surprisingly call me back, and i had a mental breakdown on the phone... and cried... so i didnt feel real great about that either... so like i said... i shoulda just been in bed knocked out on xanax, sparing the family from any pain i could ... but noooo... i wanted to go out, and act like a real person. soooo.... the phone fiasco goes down... i bitch about her hangin up the phone--- she snaps at me and says..
"why don't YOU answer it yourself then!"
oooooohhhhhhhhh
i didn't have time to think... i only reacted, and it was not pretty.
i dropped the F bomb.. in front of her friend...
she walked away with another snide remark... and slammed her door..so hubby comes stormin out of the bedroom...
he yells about her bein disrespectful to me---and HE drops the F bomb TOO--and has the kid call her mom to be picked up, and cancels the evening altogether!
holy crap!
i sat in silence--- TRYING not to just cry like a big baby, feeling out of control of my entire world.

well the kids mom was here in just a few minutes, they live less than a mile away.
so in like ten minutes..hubby calls soulkid out, and we all have a discussion... apologies are made, cheer is spread throughout the room...and we pile up and pick up the kid who was just thrown out of our house, and the evening was reinvented.

things like this surely don't only happen at my house---do they??
tell me not.
and have a great day!

i'm sure gonna try to have a better one than yesterday

yep - it's still friday....(and more)

just thought i'd pop in again, to let y'all know that i am a tired , lazy person. just in case you haven't heard.
i did cross a few things off my list, and i did go and mail my oh so late rent---- and.... i found the deal of a lifetime when i went to staples. get this--- i went to staples to buy a calender... and i left with a calender AND FOUR area rugs! they were on clearance. for fifty bucks each. nice ones. i said holy crap, and snagged em. well not really, i asked some kid that worked there to snag em for me. so he did. but man.. now maybe i won't have to listen to friggin midnight tap dance all night in my bedroom. geesh that drives me insane. her fingernails on the wood floor. i don't know why hers is so much more annoying than sushis but it is really bad.
so anyhow...
just thought i'd share that with ya.
and i think i shall go take a nap. because i am full, and lazy, and tired, and well, because i am cold and i want to go to bed.
see y'all later... well maybe... it is friday and seems to be pretty slow in blogland today.
but i will cruise around later anyhow.

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that was a reallllyyyyy BAD idea.
first , my tv decided to grow a mind of its own... and turn itself off... then on again. several times. and i have a very real fear of tv's catching on fire--- because i had an uncle actually die in a fire caused by a tv ... back in the 80s. he was asleep and his tv burned the whole house up--and him... maybe my aunt too-- i don't remember-- oldy might. (do you)???

so anyhow... i was just chillin and the cable people came to bury the cable line---- and take a guess what happened..... somehow they screwed up my friggin sattelite !!! i went out and told em... guess what they did... they left! yep--- it's a weekend.... we are gonna have NO tv.... all weekend. lovely. and i cannot find a local phone number for the cable company-- they were contractors anyhow. ugh.

so. guess i'll wash my dishes now.

see ya later peeps

my laptop is humming a tune i do not know

what the hell? i have some stupid anti-virus thing on here, and it is constantly updating. i do mean constantly. ok.. not constantly.. but very frequently. and it is very frustrating... irritating even. like a bad rash. i finally took out my wrath on hubby this morning.. as if it were his fault that i have some sort of obsessive compulsive virus scan on my computer. he said he would look at it later. so hopefully he can time it to do it's damned updating... when i am not updating. erg.

so anyhow. today is friday. all that means to me is a).. it is one of my buddies favorite days... and b).. the soul clan will be home for a couple days--again---already. hmmmm. i suppose that means i need to include a C now. c) since the clan will be here again, already, this means that i need to clean my sty. i have fallen behind this passed couple or four days.. just as i was beginning to brag on how well i was doing with the place. i guess i totally exhausted myself the other day clearing out my crap room, and have been pretty damn sore ever since. then yesterday i had a lot of outside errands to catch up on, and by the time i got home--- i was toast. i did nothing. i even called soulman and had him bring some mcdonalds home.

so.... i need to pay my five day late rent today... i suppose i will have to mail it overnight mail. this is our first rent payment-- and here it is late. not the only late bill going out this week. wth is wrong with me? i spent a few hours yesterday morning FINALLY sorting my bills and mail stackage. omg. i was truly in bill hell. i even had a two MONTH old water bill from my OTHER house we just moved from. i never pay my utilities late. other things i forget about or whatever... but my utilities and rent??? i think i'm just gettin altzheimers . do they have tests for that? my memory is shot. worse than ever lately. maybe it wasn't the meds. maybe i'm just really losin it.
or maybe i just don't give a damn scarlet.

but anyhow... i do have things that i need to get caught up on. so i best be runnin along. :))

hope you all have happy fridays... and happier weekends !

this soul is goin ta bed

back to real life today

well, when i went to bed last night i was thinking about how today would finally be life back to normal in soul land. school for soul kid, a normal work schedule for soulman, and back to my normal routine... whatever that may be. somehow though, i'm gettin a feeling that it isn't gonna be a quite so "normal" day. at least not if it keeps as it is going.

i woke up at like 3. which has been a normal wake up time for me many times before, but not for a while. at least not through the holidays. nothing has been "normal " through the holidays actually". but anyhow. i did wake up at like 3, but i woke up because, when we moved in here in this house, we stopped buying bottled water, because this place has a filtration system, and it actually tastes almost like bottled watered anyhow-- so when i go to bed now-- i just take a glass of ice water--- rather than the trusty ole bottle. right? well.... jitterbug.... for some reason, only jitterbug does this, spot doesn't. but jitterbug, drinks from my glass... i catch her often drinking , not only my water--- but iced tea as well. now tell me that is not strange--- does anyone else have a cat that drinks TEA????

ok, anyhow-- back to my story--- 3 a.m. i hear this... slurping, or lapping, sound, whatever ya wanna call it... it's dark in there, but i knew it was stupid jitterbug drinking my water... so i yell at her at get her away and off my table. but she comes back a couple times. she finally goes away. but then i'm too awake to go right back to sleep. so i'm trying, and i keep hearing the damn smoke alarm.. but it of course takes a minute to figure out wth it is too. ugh. but every thirty seconds or minute-- i hear... BEEP. ERG! finally, i give up. i just get the hell up. but, is it just that easy? hell no. i'm me. my laptop cord is all tangled in my phone cord, so i have to fight with that shit... then hubby wakes up wondering wth im doin. by then i'm all aggravated..so of course i ramble off ALL my complaints in a matter of seconds. poor hubby. HOW he puts up with me i will never know. i do bet he is glad that i go to bed early most nights though and leave him to relax alone in the living room. lol.
anyhow.. he tried to get me to lay back down, but i was too awake by then, so i just got up.. he has no problem going back to sleep when something like that happens.. noises, storms, whatever.. but me.. it's all over with. once i'm up--i'm up. so--guess what--- i'm up.

and-- it's 450 now-- and someone just called my daughters phone--i wonder wth it was. not sure if she answered or not, but that would piss me off if i was 13 on a school night. just so ya know.

anyhow.

that just blew my train of thought. and i need coffee anyhow.

damn..whoever is calling her just called again, now i hear her talking ..i'm gonna have to go bitch..she needs to sleep ...she goes back to school today.

ok... so anyhow... i supppose i will be back, when my brain returns.

i really need a nap

i could take one.. well, no i can't. because, i am waiting for the cable guy--and a phone call.
we still have dish.. and hubby wants to keep it---- but he wants to go back to cable for the internet. because our connection is really really slooooow. and it pisses us off. and he plays x-box live a lot, and apparently if he lags on there he gets killed--and so do other people he is playing with...so ya, that i guess is not fun for him. so, no nap for me.

and would you like to know something else? i just realized... well, that is not the right word. i was just reminded. ? that doesn't sound right either. hmmm. it has just been confirmed. hmm. could that be it? i'll go with that. anyhow. y'all know the surgery jamie just had.... right? well.. y'all also know all the pain she puts up with too right? aaaand you also know that i am a cry baby about the pain i have-- that can no where compare to hers.. altho.. i do not like it anyhow. but guess what. i just ended up on someone elses page who also just had the same surgery jamie just had but like a week or so ago.... and since she doesn't like the effects of the pain meds... she takes tylenol. for that kinda pain. tylenol is like water to me. oh man. i felt like such a cry baby when i read that. holy crap.
i'm not sayin i'm some kinda drug addict or somethin. i don't even have any real pain pills anyhow. but if i did, i'd damn sure be takin em. ya know? but what i'm tryin to say, is if i had pain like they have , there is no way in this world that i would not be taking like some massive amounts of pain meds. and neither one of them are taking hardly anything.
it's one thing to not take meds because you don't have any. it's another to not not take em, when you have em, and just don't want em. don't you think?
i don't know. maybe i'm just weird. i don't know.

anyhow. enough of that.

i have been bustin my ass all day. just in case anyone cares. i finally got my back room cleaned up. my guest room actually. it ended up being the catch all room when we moved in. it had shit everywhere. and then my kid ended up pouring bags and boxes out all over the place. it was hell in here. so i got it all cleaned up, and it is now the guest room slash office slash litter box room. looks pretty good. just needs a decor now. oh i almost forgot... i got my arm trapped under the mirror trying to put it on the dresser....good thing soulkid was here--she was asleep though--i hollered for her for about ten minutes before she finally rescued me. i'll have to put a pic up later so you will see what i mean how my arm was stuck. but she came in.. "what?--oh crap!" then she picked it up and went back to bed. it was kinda funny, but i really dont know if i coulda got out by myself. i may have been there for hours if i was here alone. LOl.
ok anyhow. i better get goin the cable guy is on his way . so i don't want to be in the middle of a sentence and have to shut down.
so i shall be around later on.
have good days.
byeeeee

day one of 2008

well, happy new year y'all. i hope everyone had a safe and happy night last night.

it's kinda hard to believe that another year is gone. sometimes i wonder if a new year, means any more than new struggles. or loss. although i always hope and wish for better than the last. it actually does happen. i just never seem to notice it until it's over again. the year i mean. y'all know i don't have a busy life. although at times, it really is busy enough for me. other times, i wish i had the strength to be active like i used to be. but well, that's neither here nor there i guess. doesn't matter anymore. i'm finally beginning to learn that everything really does happen for a reason. good or bad...or indifferent. it even seems that the indifferent or insignificant times, really turn out to be the most memorable-or important throughout the year. but of course i never realize that until i sit on the new day of a new year, and reflect. i always ... always, say the same thing... what a shitty year this has been, i'm so glad it's over, it can only get better this year--it has to right.

it never fails. whether i say it out loud or only think it... it's my every year end thought.
but ya know, it never takes long for me to realize that the year that just passed always held more good than bad. or some good came from the bad, that made it ok. or at least bearable.
there is always something to be grateful for in this life. it doesn't matter how much a person has or doesn't have. (material, or otherwise). or if they are sick or well. lonely, or too busy to keep up. it all seems to come together in the end.

i know i have done a lot of whining in this blog this passed year. it really is what i do best sometimes. but i have also laughed ... really laughed, more in 07 than any other other year since 96. that was a horrible time for me. a life changing , mind altering year. and not for the good.
but i have found so much good in this blogging year. i have made some changes in my life that i could have never done without y'all who read , and encourage me, and make me laugh...and give me a reason to try harder to be who i am meant to be. y'all have given me that.
i didn't even have a desire to get out of bed in the morning when i began this blog a year ago. i was agoraphobic and isolated in a way that no one should be. i can't believe the difference in the person who started this blog; and the person that i have become.

i didn't think i would ever care about another person ever again. i hated people, i hated talking to people, looking at people, listening to people. i hated people, and i hated me. today that hate is gone. well--- except for doctors... y'all know i still hate them..and the control that they have over me. i know if i was a dog, no doctor would have a problem putting me to sleep. much less giving me a pain pill. my dog whines when she gets up, or limps, or gets that--oh god i'm soooo tired of this look, and my heart breaks. but me? doesn't matter to them. only they matter to them. i'm trying hard to just let that go--but it's hard. it's just the way i feel. but i am me. right.

so anyhow.. i see i am rambling... and i don't really want to do that right now. so i shall stop.

but i do want to thank all of you new friends of mine that i have come here and stood by me through all my whining and bitching, and bein just plain idiotic sometimes. you have taught me how to laugh, how to enjoy people, and be interested in their lives, and who they are. again. y'all have taught me how to trust again. to just let loose and be me. you all are really the best thing that has has happened to me in 2007.

there really is no way to thank you for that. i don't think any of you know how you have impacted my life in your own individual ways. i only hope that i have made some difference in yours.

i do hope you all have the best year ever in '08. i sincerely do. i hope your health is good, your belly's full, your homes are warm, and your families are safe.

anything else is gravy--- sop it up!!!

okay.....
i promised a poem...
so here ya go---
of course my sentimental side wouldn't show itself--
so here is a bit of my 'mental side
:))

“An old lady new years eve”

It’s the morn of the new year, I woke up in pain,

The house is a mess, All the pets are insane.

I went for my coffee, yet all hopes were dashed -

the self timer broken, fresh coffee? My ass.

The final eve of ‘07 went out with a pop.

I was hoping for more but the night, a near flop.

Our small celebration, A toast with two teens-

I suppose it’s what married on new years eve means.

As middle age creeps into our small humble home,

These holiday things just seem to grow old.

Yet we struggle to stay awake, til the traditional time,

and break out the crystal , filled with cider, not wine .

We say goodbye to the old, as we welcome the new.

And promise ourselves of things we know we won’t do.

At midnight: 01, we now call it a day-

We head straight to bed, and fall asleep right away.

Whatever has happened to going out on the town -

Getting dressed up, and drinking til drowned?

Where is the dancing, and laughing with friends ,

counting backwards the seconds, as the new year comes in?

those days are gone – but I remember them well,

As I sit here and write of Souls’ new years eve tale.

wanna know somethin????

i know somethin y'all don't know. maybe. it kinda depends on which order you cruise your blogs in... but i just happen to know where jamie went this weekend! (@-everyone thinks i can fix it).

wanna know?

she and her husband came here! to my place. no, they didn't stay at my place--- that might be a little odd, to meet someone online and then stay at their house on the first meeting---- but they stayed close by.... and i will tell ya what.... her and her husband are just absolutely fantastic people!!!!

me, being such a not so face to face - social person... i was scared to death of meeting her/them. but it turned out great! we were only able to spend saturday together... but had a great day....and evening. our husbands got along great, and needless- maybe- to say- jamie and i --- geesh... we hit it off great. i can't tell you how many times we said the same thing at the same time... even one time , in response to soulman... we both gave him a silent thumbs up---at the same time! we laughed until we hurt ourselves.

i didn't mention that she was coming sooner because i was a nervous wreck as it was, and couldn't think straight enough to actually plan anything for when they got here. all i could do was clean my house, and try to compose myself to actually speak face to face with someone other than soulman and my kid. also i wasn't ready for a bunch of questions from people about what are ya gonna do.. or even worse---are you crazy or somethin...bringin people you don't "know" to your house? ya know.
so..just so ya know.. i wasn't being deceitful in my silence... it was basically self preservation.

but also... just so ya know---- jamie is as wonderful a person in "real life" as she is on her blog.
and she really put herself through hell in driving all the way here with the pain she has to endure as it is without being trapped in a car for 11 hours. her husband is a great guy for driving her out. it would have been doulbly hard on her poor body had she actually driven all the way here.

anyhow... here we are....
soul and jamie----or jamie and soul whichever you prefer.... we clean up pretty good eh?
not that we don't look as stupid as we were acting that night.. :)) we had a total blast!

just tell me ya can't make TRUE friends online. i won't beleive you.

To See Jamies Version, Go Here:
Everyone Thinks I can Fix It

oh, the places i have lived and traveled...

create your own visited states map
or check out these Google Hacks.

(AND... Puerto Rico, which was not, for some dumb reason not included on this map!)

NOW... on to COUNTRIES...


(ahhh , there is puerto rico...which ass hat considered P.R. a COUTRY???)

(oh, and let's not forget Diego Garcia..Twice)

create your own visited countries map

The Biker Bar...post 4 for saturday.

how i get myself into these things, i will just nevah know. but here i am, writing a story, basically on the fly. why? well, because i happened to mention a biker bar, and a couple of people thought it might be a interesting story to hear more about. so... i have been pondering how to tell this story in a creative and interesting way... but i am comin up empty... so, i figured, i will just sit here and write; until something comes together.
Y'all gotta realize... this happened like 19 years ago. and with a memory like mine, that's a long ways to go back... but i will try.

here we go......

picture it, Sicily, 1937...oh crap, wait... that was The golden Girls.

ok, picture this; San Diego, 1987. young Soul, a partyin fool back in the day. (key word "fool" here.) anyways, yes, good ole San Diego, California. A lot happened in the few years i spent there. but most of it , i shall save for other times such as this. ok. back to the biker bar:

i was a 21 year old, US NAVY gal. that alone is not that great of a combination, but add a few sun filled summer days, friends, and SOUL, into the mix... and what do ya get? a first and last trip to a san diego biker bar.

it didn't have to be a weekend for me to drink... or to drink to excess , for that matter. especially now that i was of legal drinking age. not that that had ever stopped me before, just seemed to have become more combustible, when i could get into bars without looking guilty.
so, this could have been a monday, or a friday, or a holiday , or a work day, or any day... but i was sitting at my house. it was actually a one bedroom apartment, in Imperial Beach; i lived alone. no pets, no people, just me, and i liked it that way. although, i did attempt a bird...til it bit me after it escaped from his cage. after that... i had no pets. well, until i attempted a guinea pig.... then i realized it smelled simply horrid...and i took it back to the pet store...with some made up story...that i had bought it for my nephew and he couldn't keep it. i was not home enough to have a cat or a dog at that time. so those were the extent of my pets at that time.

so ya, i lived alone, in a small apartment not far from the beach. i worked hard, i played hard, and i drank hard. so, when anyone wanted someone to go drink with...they knew where to find me.... if i wasn't at work... i was most likely home drinking. or out drinking. but if i was out drinking...i was with them, so they probably weren't looking for me.

but, this one night... feels like October, for some reason. but i don't think it was... i think that's my memory mixing two stories...with he same friend, and the same biker jacket. but i'll prolly never get that one straight. sooo... i am actually thinking it was warmer than october on this particular night. when the phone rang. there i was, kicked back with a beer in one hand and a cigarette in the other... i only remember this because... that was my permanent resting position while at home. well...most of the time.

so... there i am, the phone rings...i do believe that this was back in the day before cordless phones too. so i had to actually get up off me arse to get the phone. when i did so... it was my bestest friend. her name was cindy... and boy do i have some stories about her..and me..sailor sistahs. geesh. it was the best of times , it was the worst of times. ya know what? i have never read that book in my life... but i have heard that line a million times... and it describes san diego, and my friend and i to a T. but that's all for another day. or two.

so, i get up, something i didn't want to do at the time. i do remember it was sorta late, dark at least, and i already had a good buzz-on goin. but i answer the phone, and it's my pal...my bud, cindy. (sailor sistahs... that just ht me a minute ago, after all these years.... too little too late i reckon). but there she is...
she says.... hey let's go out.
i say where to?
she says to this bar i just found out about...it's a biker bar!
i say...ummm... a biker bar???? why a biker bar?
she says, cuz mark wants to go and i think it'll be cool, so come meet us.
i say... hmmmm... i don't think i want to go to a "biker bar". (you know... i was a drunken sailor...already boozin it up...me? in a biker bar? drunk? this could be trouble.)
but she himmed and i hawed... and in the end.... i ended up in freakin Coronado, in a damn biker bar.

it may have been between the two..I.B and Coronado..hell i don't know, but it wasn't very far from my house...so i got sucked in. with her himming ya know.. and seein as my hawing didn't help sway her to a more familiar , comfortable drinking establishment....there we were. leather jackets and all... checkin out this fantabulous biker bar. that actually looked like a straw roofed outdoor bar on a beach in tahiti or somethin. only with walls of course.... and a jukebox. and us. ugh boy.

so i wasn't feelin real good about going there in the first place, but it got even worse once we were there. it was like we had reached the point of no return. we were in a real live biker bar. how cool is that? the smell of leather and beer filled the room, loud music, loud men, pool tables.... and us... drinkin it up. losin our virginity to the other side. OF LIFE...NOT the bikers!!!

so, we were maybe on our second or third beer...which, actually didn't take us long to get to, so we hadn't been there for a real long time... there we were finally beginning to relax, and enjoy the place, the atmosphere etc.

ahhh hey cin this isn't sooo bad. i thought it would be a lot worse. ( i say)
she says...see i told ya.
mark, her boyfriend, by the way, chickened out, and we were there alone. just us.

cheers, my friend!

when all of the sudden....YELLIN and CRASH!!!! and people started rushing all over to one side of the bar... the side AWAY from the bar counter. everyone except two extremely drunken individuals....who, if you haven't figured it out yet... were in a bar fight. well duh... we were in a biker bar. but my fear had come true... my first thought earlier in the night when biker bar was first mentioned, was the reputation they had for fights, and knives, and that type of stuff that i was not quite acclimated to. yet there it was, and there i was, and there she was....

she thought it was the coolest thing ever...i on the other hand, just wanted to get the hell out of there... alive and without hand cuffs or gaping wounds.

still... it was like the train wreck thing.... don't wanna see it, but can't help but to watch. so we got as far away from the fight itself, where we could still see what was happening... and one guy takes a beer bottle, smashes it across the other guys face... and it broke !!! on this dudes freakin face....and it just started gushing blood everywhere. i was quite glad that it was dimly lit, because i really didn't want to see it in full lighting. but in my own juvenile way, i was disappointed that we didn't see ALL the blood. but that was about all we needed to see... that and the knife that the cut guy pulled out.... we booked on out of there.

she remained fascinated with the biker scene... i however did not. i gave her the black leather biker jacket that i had... a gift from one of those two dates, and "i love you" type things. he got kicked to the curb rather quickly if i might add. so i had no need for the jacket... no motorcycle to ride on... a nice fat muffler burn though... and...i had NO plans to ever go to a biker bar again. so i gave her the jacket. she became the biker babe wannabe.... and i learned to trust my instincts just a little more.

i have yet to return to a biker bar. btw.

if it doesn't feel right.... it aint.

the way it really happened...

so far...
a day in photos , revisited...

Soulman caught a turtle... by the FOOT!

Then he caught a bass...

Then we got hot... and moved from one pond to another..
and I got me a fishy !
and lost a bunch... but got a total of 3.

Soulman got three at this pond.
then we got way too freakin hot, and went to eat, and get some tea.


then came home.
so far... just waitin for
SoulKid to get outta school,
and chillin with the puppies.


now... i have to take my child to MALL HELL...
in DFW TRAFFIC....



when i get back... i will report in... :))

reporting in .. late...
i got home from mall hell,
chilled on the computer, ate a couple dogs,
did some cruisin, and some chattin, and then i took a coupla these
(xanax....yes prescribed)

and now i am just waiting for these...
to turn me, into , THIS:

and then, i can only hope that soulman will rescue me!

happy weekend peeps...

another daily forecast in photos

i'm thinkin i need a haircut !

and i'm thinkin one or two of these could make me do the happy dance!

and one of these wouldn't hurt either!

unfortunately, i see more of THIS

Best Banned Commercials (BBC)

would you like to ride with batman??

There's A Bathroom On The Right !

anybody else ever sing those lyrics wrong? (There's a bad moon on the rise) well they are pretty suitable for me today.

i got a rumblin tummy for sure. but... so far, no disasters.

i am finally done with tests ... for a while. PHEW. but, when i got over there earlier... they made me drink even MORE of that damn barium stuff!!! OMG! i didn't expect it, and i did NOT want it. know what i wanted? COFFEE!!!! but, i complied, once again, and did as i was told.
i drank the nasty stuff.... managed to not puke... :)) luckily. cuz my body really really REALLY wanted to reject it.
then came the breathe in... hold it... breathe... breathe in...hold it...breathe...
ugh.
made me dizzy.
next the dye injection. made my mouth taste like metal.. also made me feel like i was peein my pants!! that was not a good experience...but i was glad that the tech warned me to expect that feeling.
so anyhow. hubby went with me. such a good guy. took a whole day off, just to be with me. i really could have managed this one on my own. but he worries. and actually, i was glad to have him there. he also drove the girl to school this morning..also a big help for me.
so anyhow... now i am on my THIRD cuppa coffee. guess i'll have to stop after this and move to water...which was the recommendation... to flush all the yukky stuff out. hopefully out the bladder... not the other one. :))
anyhoo... hubby just left to go fishing. i told him to give me another half hour to decide if i need to stay by the potty or not. (awful noises comin from my tummy)... if not...i would go meet him and fish for a while. hopefully i will get to fish. it heals me. and Lord knows, i need some healin today!!!
SO... i shall go make a quick trip around blogland and check on my peeps, then , hopefully go fishin.
then i shall play catch up with you, and all my other stuff that has been put off for a couple days. pretty hectic around here lately.
hopefully things will slow down in the next day or so, and i can get back on track with everybody.

happy tuesdays all around!

dandy knocked peachy out of the tree (monday pt #2)

hi all... this here is a continuation from the comments section of the below post. because this time rather than not being able to shut up... i may not be able to get goin if i talk too much in the box. so i'll just put it here once. how's that?


first... i want to thank y'all..again for comin by, and wishing us well today. the prayers seem to have helped... a lot. i mentioned to my daughter a while ago that y'all had been praying for her to have a good first day of school today. she got the sweetest little look on her face, and said "awww, your blog people are so caring." it was really sweet. and kinda nice to watch that teen angst get wiped clean off her face !!! :))
so yes, she did have a good day. she looks happier today than i have seen in a while. she looks ALIVE again. PLUS... i found out, hubby didn't wake her up this morning. SHE got herself up !!! for like the third time in her whole life ! WOO HOO!!!

ok... second.... y'all know i took her to school, came home, gathered my crap, and headed out to DALLAS VA Hospital . my MOST favorite place. you know i'm a liah !
well... surprisingly..... aside from the hellish DFW morning rush hour traffic, the drive went fairly well. i experienced quite a bit of anxiety though, but i did not get lost, and this time barely had to refer to my map except for a couple of turns.
sooooo. i arrive at the hospital. already anticipating HELL DAY. no parking, shitty doctors, neglect, i ran the whole day through my mind before i drove into the lot... and it wasn't a pretty sight. (hence the high anxiety).
well... get this: i found a parking spot almost immediately !!! there was a car backing out of it, a car in front of me, then me. i just knew the car in front of me was going to park there. i went as far as to call them an asshole ! then the one car drives off... and they did too ! and i slid right into that parking spot that wasn't two hundred miles from the door. (or 45 minutes in a valet line).
what a start !!!!
ok, so then... i walk in..of course. and i go to EKG. i expect a long wait, and a big hassle. guess what? didn't happen. there were two guys in front of me, and one gettin worked on...... and it was all over with in maybe half an hour.
my next stop... oh, it was about 11:00 by now. i had left the house around 930 ish).
so, i go to X-RAY... for a chest x-ray. and guess what? in and out of there in less than thirty minutes TOO !!!! God was smilin on me !!!
then, i went to get my labs done. OMG. i almost fell over when i saw that place. there was literally , i'm guessing , but it has to be close, 100 people there, waiting for labs. ok... wait, that's really a lot of people. lets say 60. i obviously didn't count them, but there was a daamn LOT of them. some sitting, some standing...and they even had one wall lined with wheelchairs (with people in them) with signs that said "wheelchair parking". the place was freakin packed.
so anyhow. i woulda been happy to leave at that time. but i couldn't . so i get in line...maybe ten people in front of me. another guess. i had time to count them... just didn't want to. but i did have one guy in front of me... a older guy wearing a black leather biker jacket and one of those "scarf" things on his head. and the guy behind me , oh lordy. he looked like somethin that crawled out of a new mexico gutter. (no offense to new mexico peeps... hubby was born and raised there, and i lived there too.... just a reference peeps)... so anyhow... he was wearing a leather hat, he was all snaggly toothed, i could barely understand what he was saying... except the "MAAM! MAAM! part. gawd. he kept trying to talk to me. MAAM! MAAM! geesh. i tried and tried to ignore him , but i just can't be THAT rude. then the dude in front of me starts talkin to me too! i'm literally trapped between two men that i would probably run from on the street , and they're talkin to me like they have known me forever. i all but ignored them...but they wouldn't shut up !!! MAAM! ugh!
but.... again GOD smiled on me...... even though i should have been there for about three hours by the looks of it... i got to the front to turn in my slip etc.. and i told the girl... "i have to pee... if i pee now, i won't be able to pee later"... so she got me all signed in, gave me a cup to pee in, (to take in the bathroom of course :)) .. and said they would call me. so i went in the back to do the cup thing... and know what happened? i open the bathroom door..and there's a dude takin a pee !!! in scrubs ! he worked there. you would think he might KNOW to lock the damn door??? well, needless to say, i slipped out with an apology, and went to the other bathroom .
and NO i didn;t see anything! thank God!
ok... so i then go back out to wait. for what i thought would be an eternity. i sat for maybe five minutes, and then thought... i sure do want a cigarette! so i went and smked one (outside). i came back, sat down.. and maybe five minutes later... they called my name ! the girl said she was gonna send me to the (something inaudible) lab across the hall, that it would be faster. well, holy shit, i'll take it ! i go over there, there's ONE person sittin waiting. ONE. i got my blood drawn , in and out (of that section) in like five minutes! i was sooo happy i went and smoked another cigarette !
THEN... i went to check in for my actual DR. appointment. the check in line seemed to take quite a while, but once i got thru there, i may have waited like 30-40 more minutes to be seen by the doc. (somewhere in there were vitals etc).
so, i get in to see the dr. i had never seen him before. so i didn't know what to expect. y'all know i was expecting a worthless ass hat though don't ya?
well, he wasn't bad. coulda been better. but, he was pretty thorough. except for the fact that this is like the umpteenth dr i have seen in the last six months and he did not touch my back !!!
but oh well. maybe they don't need to touch it. anyhow, he was a very serious man. not very old either. maybe my age..not 40 but 50 . just somewhere in there. but the guy didn't smile once, he didnt get off topic once, he just asked questions, got answers, wrote prescriptions, gave orders, and i left. or maybe i was told to leave. hmmm. he was actually kind of intimidating. not a big guy. just way too serious.
bUT.. the good part??? he actually gave me real pain meds. just T3..(tylenol w/codeine) but hell, it beats tearing my stomach up with bottles of aspirin.
he also refilled my hydrortisone..for the addisons. PHEW! i was almost out, and had already cut the dose from 30 mg a day down to 10 at this point! now i have enough to get back on a therapeutic doasage again, and i just might get some energy back. or "roid rage". hmmm.
and...he set me up with an endocrinologist. FINALLY. i have been trying to get with a endo doc since i got back to texas. i couldnt get in any sooner than... shit now i dont remember...but it was gonna be months, and months i didnt have to go without meds. so now i'm good.

he also gave me migraine meds. would you believe the vA stopped using Imitrex...at all? not just the shots...the whole shebang. that really sucks. i use the shots, cuz they work fast and i don't puke it up...obviously. but now i have a new one. a pill. don't remember the name right now. but at least i got it.

and..he also gave me a brand new TENS unit for my back. the one i have is like ten years old, and almost useless. now i have a new one. (it sucked having to pick it up, i'll get to that part in a few)

ok... that was about it with this guy....except, he needed a cortisone level....which meant i had to go BACK to the lab. ugh man. i just new it would take forever. i went over there...only like one or two people in line in front of me... i get up there...and she sent me right back !!!! woo hoo !!!
they drew one more vial of blood, and that was it...and guess what the lady who took my blood talked to me about? just guess... FOOD ! that's right... FOOD. good ole southern stuff..pork chops, cabbage... some other stuff i dont remember... but i had to laugh, and tell her how much i love to talk about FOOD!

oh ya.. then i had to go to the pharmacy and check in ... to "drop off" a computerized prescription. now tell me that isn't a waste of EVERYONES time. it's in the damn computer.. FILL it ! noooo... this by the way, is where it all went downhill... fast. 15 minutes in line... to show my ID card. that's it. that, and WAIT... FOREVER. but, at least i had somethin else to do while i was waiting.

first, i went to get my "travel pay". the last few times i have gone out there, they gave me 11.00 and some change for gas. so, i go stand in line... and listen to some old guy yack my freakin ear OFF , telling jokes. JOKES? i didn't think people really even did that anymore. but the guy thought he was a real comedian. joke after joke. political, mostly, like hillary , billary, bush, etc. ugh. i tried to ignore him, but it only made him get closer to me....to make sure i was listening. :((
so anyhow... finally i get away from him...and go to the other window, to pick up what i think is gonna be 11 and some change... know what i got? a buck. one dollah ! and some change. i said, i thought it was 11??? he said not for todays. hmmm ok. i said, if i woulda known that, i wouldn't have wasted my time. but hell, i'll take a buck. so i got a coke, and had a cigarette. again.

then... i had to go to prosthetics. or so i thought. but that is where i went. to get the TENS unit. well, of course i found out i was in the wrong place and had to go to physical therapy to get it. so i go over there .

now, you gotta realize.. this is dallas texas va hospital. it is not a small hospital. people come here from oklahoma, and freakin, everywhere. i am exhausted and i wanna go home. but, i gotta get the tens unit, and meds. sooo, i go to PT. i tell the guy the dr ordered a tens i just need to pick it up. i really thought, for the way the rest of the day had gone...i'd go in, get it, go out, get my meds and be done.

did it go that way? nope.
i ended up sittin there for , no shit, two hours! to be "trained" how to use a machine that i have used for the last ten years !! the leads are the same, the conrols are the same. it's the same damn thing. but i had to be "trained on how to operate it". OMG. when i saw it i was pissed. if it woulda beeen some new complicated modern thing, i'd be ok, this is ok. but nooo. 2 hours of my life.. GONE. dumbasses. but, i got it, no training required by the way. once i told THIS one that i had one, she gave it to me and i was out. it was some other dumb ass who thought i had to be qualified to run a TENS. like a pilot or some shit. geesh.

ok... that took a lot of effort to not just leave without it. but i managed.
THEN, i had to go back to pharmacy to pick up my meds. this would be my FINAL stop of the day. i was ready for a hoveround. i could barely walk. i wanted to bE home. i didnt want to face traffic in dallas. or drive. none of it, i wanted to just open my eyes and BE home.
but noo.... i STOOD in line for over ... OVER.. half an hour..... just to hand over my ID card to some ass wipe. who then told me to go WAIT. OMG. my name was on the board, which meant the meds were ready. but i (along with all the other tired, sore, pissed off, sick ass people) had to stand there all that time just to let them know that i was physically there to pick up my rx. so, i complied...and i sat, and i sat, and i sat... for another half hour. they FINALLY called my name. actually they spelled my name. my last name is not a hard name to spell. my maiden name was much more difficult. yet it seems 8 out of ten people cannot spell or pronounce my last name.
but anyhow. i got my shit, and i got the hell out of there.

i NEVER want to go back...but y'all know i will. i have to go back to see the endo doc... i just dont know when yet.

so// i drag my ass out to the car... in 110 degrees...nothing to drink...dying of thirst....but all i wanted was to BE home. and somehow, i managed to make it alllllll the way home, in some bad afternoon dallas traffic...without looking at my directions even one time!!!!

i got home at like almost five pm. hubby cooked dinner. it was good. salmon and curry chicken. rice pilaf, and peas. good stuff.

there. i am sooo done. i may cruise a bit, but my fingers are fat and lazy. i will ltalk to yall tomorrow.

PS... i get to go to yet another doc tomorrow, but at least it is close to home... for the liver cat scan. i'm sure i wont have results for a while. but when i do, i shall let yall know.

peachy and dandy were sittin in a tree....

( good morning at my house)

hey girl, what's up? i need a towellllll"
mornin hunny, how ya doin? "oh, just peachy"
and you? just dandy"

(this is a 4.10 pound bass hubby caught yesterday while i was napping
it is also just about how i feel right now)

ahhhh....

today is the first day back to school... the music is blasting out of the childs room... it is freakin 618 in the morning. this is the way i will spend the next 9 months of my mornings. (and this was an easy one, since hubby woke her up, and not me!)

all summer long..and when i'm used to school hours / mornings... i have some time to myself to smoke and choke, most of the time in TOTAL silence, as she sleeps, and hubby either gets ready for work, or sleeps later than me. those days are gone.

now come the early morning arguments... the i can't find my... the i lost my homework, the i don't have clean pants..... i need a lunch check (all at the last minute) but the music....my gawd... the music.... i can't handle it.

well... i will get to my comment responses later on. and will try to cruise a bit before school time. but for now... i have to play mom... make sure the kid has lunch money...clothes, etc etc etc.
then i will need to ready myself for yet another trip to hell east... ummm.. dallas VA hospital. OMG.

what a monday.
hope y'all have some good ones.

i shall try to post a "first day of school photo" as most have done already. but of course that will depend on moods, time, and the fact that i can't remember , at this time, where i put my new camera batteries.

ok, i'm back.. sunday..part two

*sigh*
yep... i feel THAT good.
1230 and i'm already outta gas. but what else is new , right?

anyhow. i was just sittin here taking a break from phase one of kitchen hell duty.... (makes me think of Hells kitchen.... :)) hey.. my kitchen IS hells kitchen!

anywaaaaays... takin a break from the loading the dishwasher, counter tops, trash, etc..... then ran out of hot water... awwww... such a pity. so, that was my calling for a break. so i am now in my room, the only quiet place in the house. my cave. my hide out. i checked a couple emails, and comments etc, and i was just about to go head for phase two of kitchen hell duty... when hubby said he had just started the dishwasher. ahhhh sweet relief. that part , in my mind was to be phase three... after the hand washing of the pans and other large cookware etc. but i was spared... for a while. so... here i am.

so anyhow, i just figured what better time than the present, to tell my mall hell story. and that is what i am going to do. at least as well as my senile will allow. afterall, this happened, what?.. on friday? yes, friday.
okay... let's go to the mall, shall we...
friday afternoon....

step one... i was already wiped out... (reference to Fridays post... the one that refers to me being exhausted, yet having to go to the mall... under duress) ...

step two.... daughter (13) and i... finally get into the car to head out to the mall for school shopping... phase two i think. it was to be for shoes... and perhaps supplies as well. yes i believe so. BUT.... does anything ever go the way i want , or worse "expect" it to go???? oh hell no. especially when it comes to shopping. for anything. much less... with, or for my child.

ok... anyhow... step two... we get into the car... that would seem like a rather simple task, wouldn't ya think??? really , for anyone... getting into the car, E-Z. right? oh noooo. actually, we did get in the car, even started it... but then:

i say... do you have your school supply list?

she says: uh, no.

I say: umm well, don't you think you should go get it???

*GRUMBLE GRUMBLE*

turn off the car.. in 110 degrees, wait for the kid to fumble with the door key..yes 13 still has a hard time with keys and doorknobs....five minutes later, as i am having a heat stroke in the car... she returns, list in hand.
woo hoo! right?
noooooo.....

i start the car... again. get the air on..of course... first thing she does...(no surprise, but still...i'm hot, i'm tired, i want a damned nap, not a trip to the fuckin mall!)...she takes out my bob seger cd...and puts in some shit of hers that i hate. i tell her OH NO... not today! so it just gets worse from there.... (no quotes here... but it's baaaaad...i just don't remember it all)... but i didn't get three blocks down the street before i turned around, flames shooting from my eyes, and worse shooting from my mouth!.... i tell her
i am not takin that shit from you TODAY! we will go home right now!
she gets all panicky...which makes her screeching angst even worse! nooooooo please blah blah blah... so of course i give in... with the threat of.... you raise your voice once, or piss me off in ANY way, and we WILL come home immediately. she promises to behave.

i shoulda KNOWN better. i've heard it a million times. but we continued on to the mall.
(listening to her music. :((((((((((((((((((((((( i am such a wuss! a sucker? a pushover???

anyhow, it's not that far to the mall.. 15 minutes? maybe. we get there... barely speaking to each other. which sometimes isn't that uncommon...but sometimes in the car is the only time we talk. this time..lotsa tension. i just knew it was only gonna get worse, and i really wish i woulda followed my instincts and talked her dad into going. instead of me. but nooooooo.

ok... fast forward a bit. we do "ok" for a while. til she doesnt get her way. which was when i realized i had a pair of sunglasses...the brightons, not the batman ones...that i was gonna drop off for repair... but left them in the car. so i had to go get em. so she decides to have a damned baby fit about goin back to the car. i told her to sit in a chair by the coffee shop and wait .. she didnt wanna do that either. OMG..all she did was
GRUMBLE GRUMBLE GRUMBLE
(forgetting, we were there for HER... to spend money on HER... i did NOT want to be there... it was for HER..yet she wanted to be disrespectful. (for lack of a "safer" term.)

soooo we are walking back to the car and i notice her button up shirt is inside out. is it a trend? a fashion statement? or was it a fashion disaster??? well, apparently she dressed in the dark...or in a hurry, cuz she was mortified...and took it out on me. shit , I didn't put it on her... why get pissed at ME??she had a t-shirt under it..if it were me, i would simply find a corner and switch it around....but noooo, she had to act like it was a massive medical emergency or something.
so, we get to the car, and it takes her ten minutes...in 110 degree heat... to turn her freakin shirt around!!!!!!!! UGH. by now i could faint... or punch someone... not so much her... just anyone.

ok, so we manage to make it back inside. after waving off two cars who thought we were leaving and wanted my parking spot. :((

we go to the sunglass place. which a big ass hassle. and i know it will be a bigger hassle later and i will end up arguing with someone..or telling them to keep the glasses and shove em, when they try to charge me for replacing the arms, when they only needed screws. i shoulda just fixed em myself. will i ever learn?

ok so we leave there. glasses to be sent off. will let ya know how that goes in 4-6 weeks...lovely. but oh well, not like i need em now anyhow. just thought i would give em to the kid... having second thoughts now tho, after all of THIS.

anyhow... i'll skip the few snaps and bites in between at the shoe store, and hot topic... and fast forward to where it allllll came to a boiling head:

i was flat out exhausted by then. hell i was exhausted for hours before then. imagine that moment. well... we had to walk thru the food court to get to the car. so guess what? oh yes. the kid wants chick fil a. what do i want? i want a damn cigarette, and i want to be away from all the damn people and noise, and i want to be in my car, and i want to get the school supplies...and i want to BE home!!!!! THAT is what I wanted. so i say....
let's just leave and go to the one by target by the house.....
nooo i want to eat here, i'm tired i wanna sit down, i i i i i i i i ...whaaaaaaaa.
what do i do? i attempt to convince her that a few minutes wont kill her, my back hurts i'm tired, lets go get it down the road etc.... but noooooo. she must have it at the mall. right now. right here.
ok, fine. i don't have the energy to argue. get the damn food , eat and let's get the hell outta here, so i can SMOKE!
so..we order her food, but i did not want chicken! so we get her food, get her at a table, and i go to a different little place..for a sandwich. they took forever..to make a freakin sandwich. a 6.00 sandwich that i really didnt even want. i wanted a cigarette! so, i'm there waiting...and every couple minutes i look over to check on the girl. the first couple times, she's just sittin there, eating her chick fil a...doin fine. UNTIL...DUM DUM DUM.....

i look over like the third time... and there is a boy sittin there with her! a boy i had never seen before! an older boy! i'm like... OH HELL NO! so i go over there. not all stormin over like a crazy lady or anything...i just walked over... i looked at her face first... trying desperately to "read" it. then i look at him. he actually wasn't a bad lookin kid, just older. soooo.... i ask her

"someone you know?"
"umm, no"
so i say to him...
"how old are you"
he says.... "16"
i say...
"she's not"
he says
"she's not??????"
i say
"no...so you can leave."
he says..."i can leave?
i say yes please."
so he gets up, and walks away.

and OMG. WW3 erupted at our little table.

well, 1st i had to go pick up my food..i came back, sat down... and here's how it went...

FIRST... I apologized! i did not have to... i coulda just gone off on her and been a total ass. but i KNEW i had embarrassed her. so I apologized. then i went on to explain why i did what i did.

and just as i had thought... i "read" her expression wrong. it wasn't save me... it was... okaaay this is weird.

but she could not understand any of it from my side. and woul;dn't ya know... guess when her dad decides to call? RIGHT THEN. and by this time she decided also, that she wanted to leave...and not eat her fuckin food that she just HAD to have...RIGHT THEN.

it was a total freakin mess. so of course dad got frustrated, trying to explain he woulda done the same damn thing i did... and why.... and for her to apologize to ME...and to straighten her ass up...
well...she STILL could only view it at a thirteen year olds' perspective. and dad doesnt handle that well. so he got pissed, and hung up on her. then she ended up crying. then the food ended up in the can... the school suppplies got nixed (for that day..which only upset her more)... we didn't speak at all til we got home...and that was only when we parked in the driveway...
she said
I'm sorry mom.
i said
i know.
and that was that.


you know you wanna be me

ok, before i get this party started ....

i reckon i could throw a new post on here. i know i been slackin a bit.

so , what do y'all want to hear about first? perhaps i could start at the end... since that is where my poor memory is the freshest.

ok...

UFC... we watched that on pay per view last night. it was most awesome , again. as always. well, almost always. but every fight was a good one. everyone i wanted to win, did. and there was blood... lots and lots of blood. eeeewwweee. but cool. i have never seen anyone with a broken nose before...and i don't imagine i want to again. it hurt me to watch.
so anyhow, by watching the fight, it meant a late night for me, which meant i slept late too. after 7. but i didnt get to sleep til after 1:30 a.m so it wasn't really a huge difference.

ok, next... before that... we watched a blockbuster movie, called "the lookout"... i had never heard of it before. it was one of those...well crap, they don't have anything, but this might be ok, type picks. we've had it here for days, but hadn't watched it, but finally gave in and watched it last night. we were both surprised at how good it actually was. we expected it to be barely watchable. it was a good story. (recommended).

ok.... before that... ummmm... oh dinner... i made a meatloaf cuz i was just exhausted all day yesterday... the heat and fishing kicked my ass, and i just had like zero energy the rest of the day. so i just threw a chunk of meat in the oven and called it meat loaf. canned green beans, and bagged "salad"...with nothing added, no tomatoes or nuthin. no chef rachel ray last night. lazy lay was way more like it. but it was good.

not much before that other than layin in my bed, no sleeping, just bein lazy, wanting to sleep, but not able to for some reason...and a bath before that, and fishin before that... (and that was my saturday...backwards!)

OH... plus... between the movie and the fight... hubby, thank God, took the kid to the store for her school supplies.. so luckily i do not have to endure another shopping excursion!

TODAY, however, i DO have to face a kitchen that i would literally pay someone 100 dollars to clean for me. but i don't know who to offer it to, so i reckon i am on my own. it is a disaster area. i can't bare to think about it, much less get in there and do it...but do it, i must.

anyhow... i was gonna post the mall hell story... but i just don't have the time right now... i need to clean before i cant muster the mental strength, at least right now i think i can get it together enough to at least get started on it. so.... i shall share that little shit... i mean BIT latah. :))

enjoy your sunday peeps... and please...everybody be careful today!!!!

SEE What Happens ......

When A Gal Gets Cool New Shades????

THIS HAPPENS !!!