Tuesday, October 30, 2007

To do list

Why is it that I cannot get the urge to write when I have absolutely nothing to do. Though I can't remember when the last time it was that I had absolutely nothing to do or even just relatively little. Todays agenda, because I know my life is so exciting that everyone wants to know about. Go pick up incense for Yang and Bick. Buy Bicks favorite treat. Pack bag, bake 100 cupcakes. Go shopping for food that Lindy can cook for the family while I am gone because God knows that Kelly won't. He's allergic to cooking, if he does anything more than microwave food he thinks he may turn gay. He doesn't venture in the grocery store too often either because going to the supermarket for anything more than candy or chocolate will make you queer also. Fix Ying bracelet. Find digital camera. One thing crossedoff my list the camera was sitting on top of the computer. Drink coffee. Procrastinate (I'm doing that already). Buy batteries for digital camera. Erase SD card. Pluck eyebrows (need to look good for goats).

Tuesday, October 23, 2007

I love Superman and the GulfCoast Humane Society!


I could complain about him some times. There are about 100 different things he does that drives me nuts (and I don't mean in a good way either). I may be exaggerating a bit there but he does have the uncanny knack of giving me exactly what I don't need. Just when I do not need it the most. He tries me at times, but yesterday he was perfect. To really understand this story I have to tell another one.

I was less than 3 months pregnant with Blaze, it was that critical time before the 12 weeks mark. The time when you are most likely to miscarry. I was under an incredible amount of stress. Asshole as I affectionately refer to him (this would be my ex husband) was pressuring me to terminate the pregnancy. I was not really in a good place spiritually. I was on my way home when suddenly traffic stopped and I looked to my right and saw a dog whimpering on t he sidewalk. It had been struck by a car and was badly injured. I stopped to help the dog but I was afraid to pick it up. It was not a small dog. I looked around for someone to help me but there was no one. I was waiting for super man to fly in and save the day but he was no where to be found. I lifted the dog into my car against my better judgement. It did not end well for her. In the end the vet had to euthanize her. I cried my eyes out, it was just one more soul to come in and out o f my life. I do not know why this injured animal touched me so. At the time I did not even favor dogs. This experience has stuck with me for some reason. It is vivid and living in the reels that play in mind.
Yesterday was better. I wasn't having a great day. I had an argument with my mother in the morning, and another with Kelly. I was missing Yang, and not really feeling fired up about much. Kelly and I were in the truck frantically driving around town like dogs chasing our tail. The rehab on our house was underway and we were busy, busy, busy. Traffic came to a sudden stop on SPID. It looked like a dead dog in the road, we were about to go around it when it tried to get up. Obviously not a dead dog. I looked at Kelly and I said we need to help it. Then my wonderful husband did something that I did not expect. He pulled over and stopped traffic and scooped the dog off the road. As I watched him I thought to myself. You are superman!!!! As he was scooping up the dog another dog came trodding up. I picked that one up and put it in the cab with us. We drove to the humane society and God was smiling on these dogs. The vet was there! While I was sitting in the cab petting the uninjured dog Kelly was petting the hurt one, it was cold and he had wrapped on of his work shirts around the bleeding dog. I was smiling when the vet said that the dog looked like he would make it!

Monday, October 22, 2007

I should have known she was trying to get a rise out of me. She had run out of her loopy pills and was in the mood for a fight.


She was picking on my daughter, pointing out her imperfections. Offering up her mothering advice, while I just sat there in my chair trying not to be annoyed while stifling the urge to giiggle. I was annoyed because she is ragging on my daughter. I know my daughter, I love my daughter for excatly what she is and isn't.

It's not as if I think my daughter can do no wrong, but there is only a certain amount of shit I can take before I react. I explained to her that even though her behavior may be bla bla bla...

I miss you.
I am feeling insecure today.
I am feeling selfish today.
I am feeling needy and emotional.

Thursday, October 18, 2007

Trix

Silly rabbit tempers are for grown men.
I threw a royal baby fit this morning, I overreacted, I was unreasonable, and very emotional. Virtually in Kelly's presence the new set of flunky's ripped off the wallpaper border in our kitchen. Kelly called and nonchalantly mentioned that the wallpaper border was gone in the kitchen. Of course if he would have preempted this little horrific bit of news for me with I know you liked that border and we'll put the same thing back up, or even Honey I'm really sorry but those idiots got a bit ahead of themselves I may have accepted this news a little less dramaticly. I was livid, I yelled at him over the phone. Things such as I loved that border! Did you tell them to do that?!! Why did they do that! I don't even want to live in that fucking house now! I yelled, and screamed like a baby.
I have calmed down by now and have even managed to find the exact same pattern on ebay at a bargain price. I admit I over reacted. I deserve to get pissed every once in awhile.

I am a silly sentimental girl, I admit I am I am.

It's stupid really, I walked into this trashed out house and said to myself this feels right. I looked at the rabbits in the kitchen and I thought of Lindy. One of my earliest memories is of standing next to Lindy in my grandmothers dirt yard holding a baby rabbit in the palm of my hand. I am not ready to let go of her yet. I will cling to threads of memory, I will weave them into a blanket. I wil snuggle up with it on a cold day. I will drag it around like Linus. I know it is tattered and a torn and a faded form of what it once was but, I am not letting it go.

Tuesday, October 16, 2007

True Haunting story and proof that I am the most horrid mother ever!


The fact that I find all of this hilarious is just proof that I am a terrible mother with a twisted sense of humor.




I put Brittany's bed back up in Lindy's room for Nana. My mother has tried to avoid sleeping with Lindy as Lindy wants to have a sleepover party every single night. Recently Nana has taken to crawling into bed with the Ranger man after he falls asleep. The following is a true story. Dog haunting or just rats on the roof you decide.




My mom and Lindy said the reason that they cannot sleep in Lindy's room at night is because they can hear something moving around the room in the dark. I reminded them that we have a bunch of squirrels and that is was probably just them scampering on the shingles. They insisted that the sound that they are hearing is more like an animal moving around the room. I said it is possible that we have rodents (although I have not seen any evidence of them). They would not accept this as a reasonable answer either. Instead my mother a grown woman and my preteen daughter start whining about how there really is something in there. They are persistant with it so I go through the entire room and turn up, of course nothing . I suggest the possibility that it is my dog sneaking into the room at night. NO, they say."We close the door at night and when we wake up the door is still closed." They go onto say that there really is something in there, I suggest a lizard. I have gone in there at night in the dark and nothing. I don't hear anything, feel anything sense anything. I have slept in this room many times myself. My mom says that my cat will not go in the room, and my dog will not stay in the room for more than a minute. I tell her that all that means is that my animals probably do not like her. Anyway last night Lindy was trying to stay up all night and started using the there is something in my room trick. Well honestly I was getting a little tired of hearing about the thing that walks around the room in the dark. So I gave them my most logical answer.




The people that lived here before us owned two little dogs. I know this because there are scratch marks on the bottom of my daughter's bedroom door. Painting the door is something that I have never gotten around to so there they remain. My dog who is house trained, went through a spell of urinating on my daughters carpet, I assume this is because he could smell the dogs that had been in there before. We have mold reports on the house from the previous owners and in the initial assessment it mentions that there were 2 dogs and in the next report it says that the dogs had died. When we were having some plumbing done and the men were digging in the back yard the neighborhood creepo and busybody Mark came by to inform us that we might find some dogs buried back there. Anyway I used all this info to weave quite a fantastical dog haunting story. If Lindy wasn't freaked out before,she definitely is now. I told her not to worry that when she hears the dog just open the door and tell it to go outside or better yet I could find Pam's address (previous owner) and maybe it would go to her house. But then again I said Pam wasn't very nice and the dog would probably prefer to stay with us.


I am definitely not getting a monkey, I have been changing diapers for the last 11 years and I am through with potty training. Brandy did say that my next pet would be either a dog or a monkey. Does a ghost dog count? As long as it's crap is invisible I'm a happy camper.

Sunday, October 14, 2007

Etsy :: Your place to buy and sell all things handmade

Etsy :: Your place to buy and sell all things handmade

A good place for both MIsh and Lydia to sell their pretties

Saturday, October 13, 2007

Helping Monkeys for Lydias new pet

They do require that your children be at least 10 but there is always the future

Helping Monkeys

Friday, October 12, 2007

Beginning of short story

Books for her were like an oasis. A refreshment from her otherwise most dry ordinary existence. Truth be told there was nothing remarkable about her. If you removed her bad judgement from the tale that was her life story you wouldn't get much. She had read so many adventures that it was hard for her to distinguish between her own lives journey and the events that befell her many favorite characters.

Thursday, October 11, 2007

| Nintendo - Customer Service | Wii Remote Jacket Accessory Offer

They are now making cushy jackets for the WII and giving them away to owners so if you have a WII go and get one

| Nintendo - Customer Service | Wii Remote Jacket Accessory Offer

Monday, October 08, 2007

No Pets Either

I have no pets to post, either. I just have goats, goats, and more stinkin' goats. I'm an addict with a serious problem. I've stooped to borrowing money from my child to get more goats. Soon I'll be casing out liquor stores for a Saturday night heist. Maybe they'll send me to a work farm with goats??

Sunday, October 07, 2007

I have no cool new pet to display a picture of. Now that kind of bums me out. Two beautiful teenage cats have been visiting my house frequently and I was kind of hoping that they could move in without Kelly noticing or caring. One if Black and looks a lot like Blazy cat, Blaze's namesake that was run over by a car earlier this year. Lindy came up with the plan to convince her father that this new cat is the Blazer cat reincarnated. That kid is creative but seeing as Daddy never gave a hoot about the original Blazer cat, I say her chances are slim. Any other cat that has graced our lives could reincarnate and find there way back to us and we would be glad t o have them but Blazer cat used to piss on everything so honestly he is not missed much. He wasn't a love able sort of cat, he never slept with me or curled up in my lap. Even Iris did not like him, in fact after his untimely demise ( a cat vs car tragedy) Iris pretty much celebrated with a can of tuna. Well she didn't actually have tuna but I'm sure she killed a few birds for the occasion. I guess I could post pictures of the dozens of frogs that cling to my windows, they are pretty cool.
I am currently racking my brain trying to figure out how to make a stinkin Taco Halloween costume. Blaze, also known as difficult costume boy has decided this is what he wants to be this year for Halloween. Why can't he be a demon or a pirate? I better hurry up and make it or before he changes his costume to Nachos or something.

My New Baby


'Crush' African Sulcata about three weeks old. He is about 3" long now and will be 90-110 lbs full grown. I intend to build him a moat/pen and he can be my moat monster.

Tuesday, October 02, 2007

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