People Just as Crazy as Me

Wednesday, February 29, 2012

Inappropriate Picture Wednesday - 2/29/2012 - WORD: Teddy

Welcome to Inappropriate Wednesday!

Word of the week: TEDDY
(thank you Autumn)

Ted·dy  [ted-ee]

noun, plural -dies.
1.Often, teddies. a woman's one-piece undergarment combining a chemise and underpants, sometimes having a snap crotch.
2. Informal . teddy bear
Teddy
pet form of masc. proper names Edward, Edmund, and Theodore; meaning "women's undergarment" (with lower-case t-) is recorded from 1924, of unknown origin, perhaps from some fancied resemblance to a

teddy bear (q.v.), a theory that dates to 1929. In British slang phrase teddy boy (1954) it is short for Edward, from the preference of such youths for Edwardian styles (1901-10). Teddies (probably from Teddy Roosevelt) was one of the names given to U.S. troops in France in 1917.
Ready for the image search via Yahoo Images?







First five results...
2 of them inappropriate.



WHO WANTS IN ON NEXT WEEK?
Give me a word...
ANY WORD (or phrase)....
There will be an inappropriate image... GUARANTEED

Tuesday, February 28, 2012

Guest Post.... Yup, I did one....

Check out Life Before the Bucket.

I did a guest post about Living Life the Fullest.

Adrian has a great blog, and I think y'all should check it out!!!!

Yahoo Tuesday - 2/28/2012 - So Sad

Chardon High Shooting - OHIO

I was in high school when Columbine occurred.

My son is in elementary school when this occurred.

It's not right.

This all comes from angry young people, who have been bullied.

No, It's not right to open fire on the bullies.
BUT, It's also not right to push another peer this far, that this is their only recourse.

Children today need to learn the golden rule, "Treat others the way you want to be treated."
Children today need to realize that others, who are not from the same walk of lives as they are, may have different struggles.
Just because someone doesn't look the same, sound the same, hang out with the same people, it doesn't mean you pick on them.

AND:

If you are being bullied, you need to have the confidence in yourself to tell someone.
To stand up, in a positive way, and say, "NO. This is NOT okay."

Someone will listen.

Taking other peoples lives will not change societies view of you, regardless if you feel they deserved it.

Violence should never be the FIRST option.

So many sides to this.

I was a bullied teen.
I was the outsider.
I didn't fit anywhere.
I was ugly (yup, that's what I was told...)
I was smart, but not smart enough to be friended by the geeks.
I was too out spoken.
No one liked me.

And, honestly, I didn't give a crap.

But, when I hear these stories.
I wonder, what could have been done to stop this.

And, I can't figure it out.

I pray for all the families affected by this, as the 2nd teen is dead in this horrible tragedy.

I think of David....
1 Samuel 30:6
And David was greatly distressed, for the people spoke of stoning him, because all the people were bitter in soul, each for his sons and daughters. But David strengthened himself in the LORD his God.


Children today need to hold on to something.
Be it religion.
Be it another positive role model.

That's it.
I'm yet again, afraid for the world my son grows up in.

How do we protect our children?
Teach them right?
What about the ones who aren't being taught right from wrong?
How do we help them?

Monday, February 27, 2012

I am a firm believer

I am a firm believer that when something good happens in your life... something bad (or not as good) happens to keep the energies in balance.

I did not get my promotion.

Court Dismissal - GOOD
 +
No Promotion - NOT GOOD.
=
Balanced Universe


Meh.
It sucks.
But, I'll be okay... still have a job... a good job.
Just not the job I wanted.


Music Mania Monday - 2/27/12 - Destiny's Child - HUH????


Why do I have Destiny's Child - Survivor
as my Song of the Week?

Because!
THE COURT CASE FOR VISITATION FOR EMRY:
HAS BEEN
DISMISSED

That's right.
That's what I said.
It's done.
It's over.
And may the Gods be merciful if my ex ever tries that again.

**DOES DANCE**

So:
Dance out with me... like it's 2001.


Friday, February 24, 2012

BUILDING A POST.. DOING SOME RESEARCH... INPUT. I NEED INPUT!

Okay.

So today, while typing my post, I wanted specific images to go hand -in- hand with it.
No big deal right?

I've been noticing the amount of inappropriate images that are popping up with INNOCENT search terms.

SO, I'm doing some research.
I'm building a post... FOR ONCE not living on the fly with this...

WHAT DO I NEED?
INPUT!


YOUR JOB IS TO COMMENT BELOW ONE WORD/PHRASE FOR A GOOGLE/YAHOO IMAGE SEARCH.

The rules:
1) Innocent words
2) You cannot look at the image results BEFORE submitting the comment below.

Seems easy enough?

What I am going to do, is hopefully:
  • see how many inappropriate images pop up with each suggestion.
  • see how many are with in the top 5 images
  • post the top 5 images for each word/phrase submitted.
  • make a weekly thing out of this.
Why?
Because I'm interested.
Because it'll give me something to do.
Because I'm going to label it as INAPPROPRIATE YAHOO IMAGES, and pray that yahoo take notice about their filtering....

So, take some time... write down an innocent word/phrase below... and I'll start getting to work.

LOVE YOU!

Friday - Alone in the Shop - HUZZAH - oh, and let's talk super gross

My boss took the day to counsel a friend.
(Being a minister, she's kind of good at that. Just saying.)

So.. Today .... I AM......... ALONE AT WORK.
Well, sort of, my boss is out, and if I can look busy enough... well, no one will bother me.

HUZZAH!

Just saying.

Moving along... Last night.... was almost an AMAZING NIGHT.

(Even though it was a Nick Night.)

Jim bought me the most amazing Mac N Cheese... from the Fancy Mac N Cheese Place by us.
A Lobster Baked Mac N Cheese with two types of cheese... It was kind of the flavor of a cheesy Lobster scampi.

SO GOOD. (Remember this.. we'll touch on it later.)

Then, Klay and I got Emry to bed, he did his reading (which he is a ROCK STAR at!).

While Klay was giving him the bath, I set up for my Zombierobics.
Moved the furniture.
Set up the game.

And, I played for a little over an hour.

So, it's about 8:20p... and my father is home from work. Klay and I are starting to put the living room back together, turn on last night's episode of Face Off.

Then ...... IT happens.

Remember I told you not to forget about the "SO GOOD" mac n cheese?
Yeah well, if you're eating at the moment, STOP reading. Come back later... after you've digested.

Image Detail
I looked up the word frozen, and the first three pics I got were naked women in the snow.... why is it the so much porn pops on an image search now a days? I had to use the word HYPOTHERMIA in order to get an appropriate picture.

I got really really cold...
I began to shake VIOLENTLY.
And, I couldn't stop.

My stomach lurched forward, as my body trembled like someone in the early stages of hypothermia.

I spent the better part of a half an hour throwing up the lobster mac.

I then tried to clean myself up the best I could, emerged from the bathroom, saw who was eliminated from Face Off (2 people this week, God I hated Jerry, such a pompous guy, who never showed his supposed SKILL)......off topic....... I was still Trembling something fierce. I was so afraid I was going to lose my insides again.

Klay built Emry's lunch for the next day, and I told him to go home.... Because I knew I would not be the Sexiest Sleep Partner. . . .. F M L .... seriously? I'm either NARCOLEPTIC or LINDA BLAIR?

Just want a normal life!
**SLAPS FOREHEAD**


I had Klay show himself out, as I ran myself a bath, thinking the cleaner (and warmer) I felt... the faster I would stabilize.

My body temp did rise.
No more trembles.
(Oh, this is now at about 10:30p)


I brought a bucket with me to bed (see what I mean, super sexy right?) just in case of emergency.
And, I began to lay there....
As my stomach began to gurgle... and pain me so......
I was up and down to the bathroom for a while... Took some tums.....
And, actually fell asleep.

When I woke up this morning, I realized that my stomach was still sour... so, I guess all of this has come down to one factor:
I DO NOT EAT LIKE CRAP ANYMORE, and my BODY REFUSES TO ALLOW IT.

Obviously the ......... food in question ......... was too decadent, too oily and greasy and fatty....
Tasted Great.... But, obviously isn't for me.... anymore...

And I'm rather sad about that....

I now know what my body can handle.
I know that my stomach is changing...

I'm know longer a teenager or young 20'something... who can eat and drink whatever they please.
My stomach has done GROWN UP on me....
Which means......
Well.......

Bye Junk Food... It was nice knowing you.
Image Detail
Keeping with the theme, I used "Goodbye Junk Food" as a image search... and the first thing that popped up, was, SHOCKER, a naked woman in a bathtub with a bowl of ice cream. WTF.

AND HELLO HEALTHY (as healthy as possible...) FOOD!

Image Detail
I searched "Hello Health Food!" and I got a whole bunch of stuff on Hello Kitty... 3rd one, was a topless woman with nerd glasses, pink frilly tutu, and a hello kitty purse.... I am appalled.)
 
Let's just hope my stomach holds up today.
I packed really light stuff, and am drinking breakfast tea...
 
 
Thank you for reading this rant about my stomach and it's issues.
 
 
(IT SNOWED HERE LAST NIGHT, EMRY HAD A TWO HOUR DELAY... Maybe winter is trying to make a comeback?)
 
Until Later.

Thursday, February 23, 2012

Thursdacap - 2/23/2012 - I AM pooped.

For no reason.
There was no crazy amount of cleaning to do when I got home.
Dad emptied the dishwasher.

Emry did homework and ate without a fuss.

Klay made me Decaf Raspberry Chocolate Coffee, with homemade peppermint cream for the top.

EASY NIGHT.


I had plans of playing my video game, ZOMBIEROBICS (or whatever it is actually called) and then watching Face Off on Syfy........ Then some snuggle time with Klay...

HOWEVER:

As soon as I gave Emry a bath, and took one myself... I was comatose.
I couldn't stay awake to save my life.
My joints and muscles were so sore... for no reason, other than my craptastic body.... and I just fell out.

I am getting really tired of being so tired.

I am so tired of my boyfriend watching me sleep....
I take pills for energy.
I take pills for pain, and spasms.
I take vitamins...
THIS SHIT HAS TO STOP.

And, it doesn't..... and it bugs me.

I keep pushing on... that's all that matters, I suppose.

I have internal strength that gets me through the things during the day that need to get done.
I guess that is a blessing.

I'm not so tired and in pain that it stops me from going to work, or taking care of Emry.

Just wish I had more in me to go the extra mile... You know?



-----------3 hours have passed----------------------
I thought I posted this.
See.. Too tired.... to FUNCTION!

Sorry guys.

Maybe I should add extra b-12 in to my diet...
OR...
Just start loading up on PIXIE STICKS!!!

Wednesday, February 22, 2012

Wednesday - 2/22/12 - Zombie Killer

How am I a zombie killer?

I know you are all DYING TO KNOW!


This is called: Rise of Nightmares, and it is played on the XboX 360 - Kinect.

As you recall, I have said, I am not a video game player.
I'm actually pretty awful at it.

However, we needed something incredibly fun, after Nick served me with court papers.
So.
My father and I splurged... and got Emry (plus the rest of us) a cool new toy.

Emry got: Sesame Street: Once upon a Monster
The family got: Kinect Adventures (which takes pictures of you as you play... they are hysterical pictures)
I got: RISE OF NIGHTMARES.

It is an aerobic kickboxing workout in which you rip through the undead.
The intent is you rescue your kidnapped wife...
What am I getting out of it?
A complete and utter workout.

Plus, it's gor-tastic and ADDICTING.

I only got to play for a little bit on Monday night, but, I can tell you... This is going to be good for me.
It will work hand in hand with my diet, and will get out the extra aggression I need to... you know, because my ex-husband is a tantruming infant who does moronic things.

I recommend this highly.

You aren't being a couch potato
You are moving around.
And... well.... SO MUCH BETTER THAN BEING IN A SWEAT SMELLING GYM CLASS IN WHICH I CAN NEVER KEEP UP WITH!

So that's it.
I'm a zombie killer, and I love it.

I am getting prepared for the Zombie Apocalypse.
Does anyone remember the CDC sending out the paperwork on how to prepare for the Zombie Apocalypse?
I do.
I printed it out... It's my solid proof that it's going to happen!

hahaha.
Just kidding.
sort of.

Until later.

Tuesday, February 21, 2012

Yahoo Tuesday - You should never FAKE it.

A good night's sleep that is!

But, the above article recommended some products that can help you at least LOOK well rested.

I think it's a ploy to make us shop.
What do you think?

Just try your hardest to get a good night's sleep.
Don't fake it... if you fake that for too long, you're bound to end up with exhaustion!
And that's no good.

Long day at work, this is the first second I had to post.

Look's like things are working out on the Nick front... but, we have to see.
Still really HURT, that he would put my son through that.... or at least attempt to.
Shows where his heart truly is.. Not with Emry.
Selfish.

Just saying.

Oh well, perhaps I'll write more tonight.
Perhaps I'll let you know about my Zombie Ass Kicking....
Yup, that's right, I'm a Zombie Killer...

Stay tuned.

Monday, February 20, 2012

Music Monday - 2/20/12



I hurt myself today
To see if I still feel
I focus on the pain
The only thing that's real
The needle tears a hole
The old familiar sting
Try to kill it all away
But I remember everything

[Chorus:]
What have I become
My sweetest friend
Everyone I know goes away
In the end
And you could have it all
My empire of dirt
I will let you down
I will make you hurt

I wear this crown of thorns
Upon my liar's chair
Full of broken thoughts
I cannot repair
Beneath the stains of time
The feelings disappear
You are someone else
I am still right here

[Chorus:]
What have I become
My sweetest friend
Everyone I know goes away
In the end
And you could have it all
My empire of dirt
I will let you down
I will make you hurt

If I could start again
A million miles away
I would keep myself
I would find a way


(originally written/performed by: Nine Inch Nails)

I like the Johnny Cash version, it's very haunting.

I find that over time, my good intentions, always seem to fall short.
It's something that I can't exactly explain.
Maybe it's because I can't maintain the standard in which I put forth.
And, as we all can tell, I always attempt to put my best foot forward.
But, I can't maintain it... not forever.
Why?
I'm not sure, perhaps it's lack of motivation.
Maybe it's little defeats picking away at my resolve.
Or maybe it's the unnecessary hardships that attack at the worst times.

Nick had me served for legal visitations.
Yup.
Well, he didn't serve me...
He had my father served, while Klay and I were out at dinner.
Is that even legal?

We (Nick and I) set up a schedule.
We were working on making Emry more comfortable.
Remember when Emry needed a break?
Well, Nick got bitchy.... and obviously didn't like it.
Immaturity had me served.

Want to hear the best thing about this.
He had the papers since December 2, 2012.
He legally had until February 23, 2012 to have me served.
(Yup, you heard it here, he had it for over two months before I was served.)
And the court hearing is on March 2, 2012.

I called him the instant I saw it.
And, after our conversation, we're going to the court house, and he's dropping the claim.
Because he is being unreasonable, and we have always agreed, allowing the courts to decide what's good for Emry isn't right.
Emry needs to dictate is level of comfort.
And that's how it's going to be.

I have made every effort to allow Nick to see him.
I have never held Emry as a bargaining chip.
I have always looked out for my sons best interest.
Opinions? Am I delusional?

I have all my back up emails..showing this.

But, I'm hopeful they will let him drop his claim... because honestly, that would be less painful.
I just hate how the courts handle things... Yes, it's by the law, but some times isn't whats BEST for the child.
Not every child can be roped in to their rules... and standards.
Courts are for people who refuse to speak to each other about the children.
I don't have that problem.
(Someone else does... *cough Cough*.....I know, I'm being a tad immature, but seriously!)

However, if they tell us "no." and we have to go.... He better be damn sure I am bringing my "A-Game".

I have made every attempt.
I have tried to keep my son comfortable and safe.

And, can we all remember back to a time, before the summer, when Nick used to take Emry for weekends?
And Emry would have him call my father or myself to COME HOME?
Yep.
I have that documented too.

**sighs**

It isn't the way I wanted to spend my 4 day weekend.
Worrying about this nonsense.
But, it was...

So sad.
Such a selfish person.
Only thinking of himself, and not of the kid...

**SIGHS**

We'll get through it.
I know.
But, until then...

I feel stuck.
And, I feel scared...
Because, Emry doesn't want to spend NIGHTS with Nick.
He wants to be home in bed.
And, I know that if weekend visitations are set... then, Emry will be forced to do it.
And, when he begs to come home, or when he can't spend the whole weekend, we'll end BACK in court.
ENDLESS CYCLE.
An endless cycle that I don't want Emry to be a part of....

Advice?
Support?
 

Friday, February 17, 2012

Creepy Crawlers - Video



So, I made a video.
Not the best.
Still trying to figure out the software.
I thought I had lost all of this,
but, here it is..
To the tunage of Rob Zombie

http://youtu.be/hu60hUBlVuU

It's a private video...
So..don't share outside of us...
I'm sure you all get it.

Enjoy!

Friday - so much for sleeping late

Good morning all.
We've been up since 7:00a.m.
(Yes that's two hours later than normal.. but still.. really early.)

I kept Emry up late last night, so that perhaps, we could sleep late on our day off.

When am I going to learn that this idea DOESN'T WORK? EVER!

And, I can tell you what woke him up.
The Garbage Truck.
The stupid fucking garbage truck, that NEEDS to come by my house at 6:56 a.m. every Friday morning.
It used to be earlier.
Like 5:00 a.m.
And that was so early, that I was the only one that heard it, as I was already getting ready for work.
Now, it's just to close to the end of Emry's REM cycle. He's in that twilight area of sleep... Stupid Garbage Truck.

So, I've been stalking my favorite blogs.
Emry has watched a Thomas the Train movie...
And ate most of his breakfast.
I have emptied the dishwasher, and considered doing the laundry (see I'm trying to be productive today!)

But, still, here I am, typing to all you.. because I love you all!
 **SMILES**

 Today, I think we're going to do some fun in house activities...
Perhaps do a little shopping.
Need to see...
It depends.

I went looking at meetup.com to see if there were any cool groups in my area.... Alas, there is not.
**SIGHS**
The closest one was a wicca group.
And, well, I work for a Christian Organization, and as much as I am my own person... There are just some groups I can't join, just in case the organization finds out... Yup, I think it'd be a problem. And since I need the job.. I'd rather keep my nose as clean as possible.

But, A Ghost Hunting Group? That be awesome. Where are you COOL FUN GROUP OF PEOPLE????


**Cricket Cricket**

LET DOWN!

My joints are still very sore today, I am finding it very hard to type. Maybe cutting down my nails will help. If my nail hits the key before the pad of my finger does, it sends shooting pain up to my elbow. Sounds wonderful? Doesn't it?

Completely, I look forward to such feelings.... **SARCASM**

Well, let me get to the laundry. Perhaps I'll bring my Slide HD around with me today... you guys can see our awesome day.....
(in all it's laid back awesomeness).

Thursday, February 16, 2012

Thursdacap - 2/16/12


This is Dessa.
I think I like her.
It's different.
I need to watch all the Youtube videos first... But, I think I may buy some of this.

Opinions?
I love the theme of the video.
Very cool.


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Today is Thursday.
Thursday is a Nick Night.
NOT TONIGHT.
**does dance**
Emry has officially stated that tonight will not happen.
He only likes playing the games on Nick's phone...
Otherwise, he doesn't like him.
So.
I asked if he wanted to take a break.
And he wasn't opposed not to.
SO..
THUS...

NO NICK.

So in my head I was doing this:

in 7 hours, I will be out of here.
I will begin my 4 day weekend.
And. I swear. Emry and I are going to KICK BACK, and RELAX.
HARD
CORE.

Based on all the stress in our world, my need to maintain sanity, and the necessity to function at work @ 150%... I am just spent. Without zest. EXHAUSTED.

Even an hour of extra sleep will do me some good.
Mindless activities with Emry.
MAYBE A VIDEO GAME?

(Emry got a video game, old school street fighter graphics, but it's a
 Pirates of the Caribbean 4 game that plugs in to my tv, he also has been
doing these free train games on my computer... I've wanted to spend some
extra funds on an Xbox... for family time and ME time. We may just do that. We'll see... I'm feeling the need to SPEND SOME MONEY!!!!!!)

You ever preview your posts while your typing... the last above line is doing this weird spacing thing... That I can't fix. Oh bother, I can not wait to sit down and re-vamp this blog... New Layout... New EVERYTHING. Completely Perfected.

UGH. I just previewed again and the small fonted paragraph above is fine... Stupid blogger, messing with my head!! **shakes fist**

What else is there?
No news on the promotion yet.
I've heard tales that I won't hear about it for at least a few weeks.
That they like to drag it out...
So, I'm not going to think about it anymore.
I still have this job.
This job pays the bills.
I can hold on for bigger and better, when it's my time.
Hopefully, this time is MY TIME, but, good things come to those who wait.

I just found a paper cut on my knuckle.
It burns.
I'm now going to pick at it all day.
Glutton for punishment.
How is it, that these tiny little cuts HURT the most?
I've had large wounds that didn't burn like THIS!

I have a feeling that today is going to drag.
Why?
Because I have: 6 hours 57 minutes...

***SCREECHING HALT SOUND***

Wait, I've only waisted 3 minutes writing this blog?
NO WAY.
Son of a bitch.

Meh. I should find some work to do.

What are our plans for the weekend?
Anything fun?

Wednesday, February 15, 2012

Wednesday - 2/15/12

Yesterday, turned out not to be as bad as I thought it was.
All the interviews yesterday went quick. As it seems to be the interviewers style.

Let me note, that who I interviewed with, would not be my direct boss, but it's someone who ranks quite a few notches above her. Cut and dry woman... Can't blame her...

So, I'm not afraid anymore.
The person I'd be working for knows me.
She knows that I'm wonderful, and that I work as hard as I can.
The person that I'd be assisting knows that I work to survive, and that I put my all in to my work.
Because at the end of the day, I actually like the organization that I work for.
The atmosphere is great.
It's a tad far too drive, however, more money would make that easier, as I could save for a new car.
Saving is nice.

It will be what it is meant to be.
I will continue to apply for jobs that will pay more, that I think I could do well at.
There is nothing wrong with it.
My boss is going to have to deal...either that or do one of the following things.
  • GIVE ME A RAISE
  • Find me extra responsibilities in our department that will GIVE ME A RAISE
  • Approve my education so that I can knock it out of the park quick, and then work from home with that designated field.... That way I would MAKE MORE MONEY.
She knows this.
She won't... so, I need to keep trying to move forward.

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♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫

Anyway, I'm not sure what else to say..

My body is aching today, and I have nothing productive to say about lasts nights NICK interaction.

I have given up on my diet for the rest of the week....
Why?
Because I still feel like crud, I still feel sick and my body is now hurting....
In my mind that means I need lots of comfort food, or at least extra calories to fight off whatever is going on in my body.

I've been to the doctor, Emry has been to the doctor... We have a cold.. It just WON'T go away.
No matter how many vitamins, decongestants... echinacea.... rest...... fluids....... ANYTHING.

The only foreseeable outcome of this... is.. death.
Yup, obviously we have the plague and are dying out slowly...
Zombie Apocalypse coming to rear it's ugly head?
Definitely.
Emry and I are going to be the first ones.
You better believe it.

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Fundraising is going to be the end of me.
This school is pushing fundraiser after fundraiser...
I have no idea where I am in the long run... I have to be close.
And, I just really feel like seeing if I could pay it off...
Because, bringing these fundraisers MONTHLY in to work is... TOO MUCH.
They only give us two weeks to do the selling, and as soon as you hand it in, "HERE'S ANOTHER ONE!".
Insane.
I hate it.

Perhaps I'll call them today.
I just don't for see me being able to keep hounding the people I work with.
It's not cool.

Oh well...
That's all I really got.

-----------------------until later.

Tuesday, February 14, 2012

I can count..

How many times I said the words:
  • Help
  • Helpful
I can count how many times I said:
  • I like/love to learn knew things.
I can count the several times I said:
  • The way I was raised....

I froze.
UNDOUBTEDLY.

I FROZE.
FREAKED OUT.

I wouldn't give me this.

And please don't say:
  • It couldn't have been that bad.
  • I'm sure you did fine.
  • We are our worst critics
  • etc.
  • etc. etc.
Let me tell you.
I FROZE LIKE ICE.

MANTRA - 19 minutes until interview


I am calm.

I am cool.

I am collected.

I am poised.

I am intelligent.

I am witty.

I am humble.

I am never afraid to ask for help.

I am never afraid to admit to a mistake.

I am human.

I am a fast learner.

I am capable of anything I set my mind to.

I am motivated to do better.

I am qualified for this position.

Monday, February 13, 2012

Monday #2 - 2/13/12 - The LOVE post.

"You know you are in love when you can't fall asleep because reality is finally better than your dreams."
-Dr. Seuss

"You can't blame gravity for falling in love."
- Albert Einstein

"Love is composed of a single soul inhabiting two bodies."
- Aristotle

"The best and most beautiful things in the world cannot be seen or even touched - they must be felt with the heart." 
- Helen Keller

"So dear I love him that with him, All deaths I could endure. Without him, live no life."
- William Shakespeare

"To love someone deeply gives you strength. Being loved by someone deeply gives you courage."
- Lao-Tzu


Yes I am doing the Valentine's Day edition a tad early. Why?
Well, tomorrow I may not be able to write....
TOMORROW, I have an interview for a higher position with in my company.
AND, I have a really good feeling, that I am going to get it.


FINGERS CROSSED PEOPLE!
You too, yeah you, over there stop sulking, and start crossing some appendages!!!!


Anyway,
LOVE.
VALENTINES DAY

These are things that do not necessarily go hand in hand for me.
I don't like to celebrate holidays like this...
I think hallmark really capitalized on a good thing... hence, the experience is soured for me.


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But, Valentines Cards.... are cute.
I dig them, and now that Emry is in school, I think it's even CUTER!

He's getting excited to hand them out tomorrow.
I'm excited for him.


It's part of my childhood that I've forgotten.
The joy of card stock paper with hearts all over it.


What do I wish for my Valentines Day?
QUIET.

COMPLETE AND UTTER SILENCE.
No stress.
No ex-husband.
No NOTHING.
(Except for the promotion... that's the only thing I want.)


I will love anything Emry gives me.
I'm hoping for a handmade Valentine... **SMILES**
Those make me melt.

And Klay
(Who in short is planning on spending additional time with us, and much less time on his own... giving us 90% of him....And in 6 months we'll discuss where it goes from there....Which I'm pretty excited about... it's all baby steps... but all in the right direction.)

What do I expect from him?
Nothing but a kiss.


Err....
Yeah.... Something like that.

He's more Irish Rock.. but, well, I'm a girl and I'm allowed a girl moment every now and then!!!!


So that's it.

Does anyone else want a Valentine?
I'll email you funny ones I make!

Let me know!!!!!

Music Monday - 2/13/12





Whitney Houston 1963 - 2012

Regardless of the controversy surrounding her death, we must remember how this beautiful voice touched our lives.
We all have our struggles.
We all face serious problems everday.
Pray for her family and loved ones during this time...




So sad.

Friday, February 10, 2012

NICHOLAS CAGE IS A VAMPIRE? Love this article

This really MADE my day

This article is completely hysterical!

It's perfect!

One guy commented, "The ears aren't the same, you can tell he isn't really the guy in the picture."
I blinked and thought... "Dude, seriously?"

I commented back, "What about plastic surgery, maybe he had his ears pinned back?"

I think I blew his mind!

I love this article, it's fun and I bet Nicholas Cage got a laugh out of it as well....

Time Traveling Vampire...
**GIGGLES**

This is... THE TWILIGHT ZONE!

Facebook Parenting: For the Troubled Teen - A LOVE LETTER TO THIS FATHER



THIS SHIT IS HYSTERICAL...


Dear "Facebook Parenting: For the Troubled Teen" - Dad:

You are my absolute HERO.

You stood up to your teenager, showed her that you were, in fact, the parent and DID NOT let her walk all over you (and your wife).

Teenagers now a days are very self-entitled, and somehow think that they deserve more than what they actually do.

I am only 27 years old, but if I ever was caught speaking about my parents' in such a way, or griping about house chores... grounding would have been the least of my worries.
I think it is hysterical that you posted this to her facebook wall, and even more funny that you shot her laptop 9 times...

I am so intrigued to see her response, and the aftermath of this whole ordeal. But, I have a feeling that you and your wife have stuck to your guns, and have not put up with any of her teenage crap.

You are an inspiration to all the parents' who can't handle their teenagers and have trouble regulating the technology version of their lives.

Please, if you ever should read this... know... that up here, in NY, you have a million fans... and if my son should ever act this way... I am sending him to your house!

Signed,

KATERI VON STEAL


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Who thinks this is hysterical?

Friday - Blah - 2.10.12

I type to make myself feel better.
I type so I can see some sort of "light" in my words.
I try to figure stuff out, and I try to calm myself.

I'm high strung.
Recently, I am very high strung.

I find it very difficult to relax.
I find that my mood swings are coming back.
Stupid Primrose oil...
You aren't working anymore.

Or maybe it is, and my mood swings would be worse if I stopped taking it.
Not stopping because honestly, I'd hate to see how more agitated I would be.

I found out last night, that Nick was stealing my muscle relaxers.
I had the inkling, because the past two times he had come over, he had gone straight to my downstairs bathroom, and would be in there for a little bit.
First, I thought he was using the phone.
Then, maybe he was using...
Well, on Tuesday, I realized... I was missing 3 of my nighttime muscle relaxant.
So... I thought... that maybe I had miscounted them the last time I had taken one...
But, then, I realized: Quick fix, just move them... and then you won't worry anymore.
Last night, Nick came in and went straight to my bathroom.
And then, as clear as day, I heard him rifle through the medicine cabinet.
My medicine cabinet is small, so going through it quickly, usually makes things fall into the sink.
That's exactly what I heard.
So, when he came out, I asked, "Everything okay?"
He muttered an answer, and went to heating up the hot dogs he brought for him and Emry.
Without bread, because, "All my bread went moldy. If I don't use it, it goes bad."
Well duh, moron, maybe if you ate... instead of being ... WHAT YOU ARE RIGHT NOW... the bread wouldn't go bad.
It really bothers me that he was trying to get high off my pills, and that he would use them RIGHT before being with my son.
He left at 6p, and right before he left, "Can I ask you a question?"
Since I had a long day, "The answer tonight is NO."
He still asked, regardless of the fact that I told him it was not the night to ask me anything.
"You said when you got your taxes back that you would pay off the JCPENNY card for me."
Not what I said, I said I would pay off my remaining charges from over a year ago. He took control of that bill, never tells me when it's due, and has made his own charges... I found out that he had purchased over $300 on that card... I owe... practically nothing, but I am not paying off his interest and late payments...
I told him that I would pay what I owed, that's it... and then after that I never wanted to hear anything from him concerning this...
Asshole left me with $2,300.... and he had $23,700.00........ That he spent in 6 months.
I'm not joking, and I still have my money and then some... but he's asking me to pay his bill?

What a jerk.


Anywho....

Tomorrow, Emry and I are going to ELMO LIVE!
He's very excited.
I think I am too.
Not for the same reasons though...
I am excited because after the show we are going to my 2nd Cousins House...
I haven't seen her, in a very long time...
It will be nice to catch up.

Klay and I are having our final talk about what's going on tonight.
Not dreading it... just need to get it over with...

I don't want to hurt him.
I don't want to hurt Emry.
I don't want to hurt....

I don't want him to hate us.
I don't want Emry to hate another male figure.
I don't want to hate Klay.


You have all been very supportive on this.
And, I know that I sound like a broken record.
Should I? Shouldn't I?
I love him. It isn't right.
Yada yada.
But, you have all stayed with me, and I appreciate it.

Life has turns, and trials... it's our support system that gets us through it.
That's what you all are... My support system, my extended blogging family.


**KISSES AND HUGS TO ALL**


I need to start working...
Before I lose the will to do so...

Thank the Gods it Friday.

Thursday, February 9, 2012

Needing to comment, yahoo won't let me.

Yahoo won't let me comment SO.... I think this article is awful.

I think the owner being brought up on charges is LAME.

I think the anchor woman is a moron.

WHY?

It's a dog.
A dog you don't know.
YOU PUT YOUR FACE IN ITS FACE?

She knew it was a rescue dog.

Yeah, it seemed calm and happy...
But, check the Youtube video's on this..
The way the man has his dog restrained, is a firm grip on the collar.
He's pulling back slightly.
Putting the dog in a defensive mode.
DUH.
Moron.

I swear, and now the owner is being charged for her stupidity, and they'll probably put the dog down.

Sorry needed to share.

The owner should have known better than to hold the dog like that.
And the anchor should have known better than to put her face in the dogs.

I owned a pitbull, and I'll give you the benefit of the doubt... some dogs (pitbull or other breeds) can not be UNTRAINED. If you train a dog to attack, it will attack. If you train the dog to hate, it's going to HATE.

IT'S A DOG FOR GOD'S SAKE!

People blame the dog.
Where do you think the dog learned it?
Hanging out at it's buddy-dogs house?
Televsion?
NO.
Dogs are TRAINED.

Just saying.

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INTO THIS

We all need to remember:

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Thursdacap - 2/9/12 - DID YOU SEE?

Did you all see my dorky self?
NO?

Then go to yesterdays post, and laugh at with me.

Emry looked okay today.
But now, MY STOMACH feels like poop.

I hate this cycle of Kid sick - Mom Sick - Kid sick - Mom Sick.
IT BLOWS.

I'm told it's normal though....

IN BRIGHT WEIGHT LOSS NEWS.
I am wearing a dress that has ALWAYS been snug on me and guess what.
TODAY, it isn't snug.
It's actually REALLY BIG on me.
KICK BUTT.
And I am wearing a blazer that I have NEVER been able to button (got it as a gift and it looks just as cute opened and it appeared to fit that way...) and today... I GOT THE MOFO BUTTONED with ROOM TO SPARE.

I LOOK AMAZING TODAY.

**DANCES**

One of the higher up's here told me about a Dr. Oz episode about Raspberry Ketones.

I'm looking into it.
Not that I'm NOT close to my goal weight.
But, perhaps I could supplement that on the side, when I get to the goal weight... just to help maintain?
We'll see.
I'm not a "Dr. Oz says it, so it's LAW or SAFE." kind of gal... however, I have seen no horror stories online.. YET.


But, the fact that I am still losing weight without the crazy calorie counting.
That I can eat ALMOST normally, and still lose weight.... Is amazing.
I've definitely found out what my body needs to lose weight, and can do it WITHOUT STARVING.
I'm so impressed.

However,  I'm kind of bummed that it took me 4.5 years to get a hold on.


WHATEVS, I'm here now, and I'm awesome.
Just saying.

What else is going on?
Nothing.
Boring life.
It's awesome.

Tonight is a NICK NIGHT.
He didn't bring food (thankfully) on Tuesday. Which was good because Emry was ill.
But tonight, who knows!
I wish Nick would see the point, that he cannot feed Emry properly.

He cannot maintain two meals a week, which means that he will never be able to take care of Emry on his own, even for a weekend.
I wish he would see how strong and smart my son is, and how his influence is only going to hurt him.
NO ONE RESPONDS WELL TO SOMEONE WHO COMES AND GOES AS THEY PLEASE, WHEN THEY PLEASE.
I WISH, that Nick would stop asking me what Emry likes, and start ASKING EMRY.

However, being as Nick is dense, and passive aggressive, He'll never see what's right in front of him.
Either out of spite, or ... indifference.
Just have to wait it out.
I know the bottom will drop out of this soon.

I just am dreading fixing it....

Meh.
Moving on...

I DID NOT SLEEP LAST NIGHT.
AT ALL.

Do you want to know why?
My bed broke.
Not like, in half.
Not like, I was thrown onto the floor or anything.

What happened?
Well, as I was drifting off to sleep, my imagination beginning to run away with me.
I guess my body knew something was coming.
As I willed myself to sleep.....


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A LARGE piece of my metal frame CRASHED to the floor.

I swear, I almost died.
It crashed to the floor, and I leaped out of bed.
This wasn't a necessary, needed it so I can sleep, piece.
It was just large and loud...
My adrenaline went up, and my chances of sleep DIMINISHED.

So awful.
And when I did start to doze off again, I had nightmares (caused from increased adrenaline) which woke me back up.

My dad and I will fix it tonight... It was just.. well, A LOUD AND RUDE AWAKENING!


Meh.

Serves my imagination right, running away with me like it does.
Have I ever told y'all that I sleep with a nightlight?
I do.
It's a cool one though.
It projects a celestial picture on my ceiling.
It's not that I'm afraid of total darkness...
I just can't be quick in it.
My night vision has never been existent.
Also, in the complete darkness, I just... well, from the lack of night vision, my eyes perceive things that I know are not there.
My Ghost Hunters International Acceptance letter will never come... because honestly... I swear, I can make stuff appear in the darkness... just by willing it to be there.
Active Imagination.
Meh.
Worse things to have than that!

I believe this is a long enough post.

Going to work now...