Speaking of family drama...

*sigh*

Umm, there's no rule about being constantly depressing in blogland is there? Because I want to stick around, but this is getting ridiculous. So...DB has been in Tahoe since Saturday night, but called my mom today and basically asked if he and his new bride could live with my parents while they "save money". They had rented a place out in the country already that was a fantastic (almost unheard of) deal, but they are letting it go now. Am I wrong to be pissed that they want to mooch off my parents? Ugh. This whole thing makes me sick, and it makes me sicker because I HATE being judgmental. So it goes against everything in me to be mad at him for something that is *his right* to do. Of course, my parents have the "right" to say no to him, too. But how likely is that? I'll let you know later in the day when I find out...


And since I'm here ranting *grin* I'll just get it all out now. Another thing I hate? I hate parents who can not and will not accept that their children are flawed. I hate it when the parents are passive aggressive, but completely slink away when you invite them to have an adult conversation. Taking your child's side is a wonderful thing, when warranted, but frankly, it's not always the right thing to do. And before you do it, perhaps trying a tiny bit to make sure you have facts straight would be helpful?

This all comes from a mom who let her daughter miss the promotion party because she insisted she had been "uninvited". When I provided proof that she had NOT been uninvited (and in fact, encouraged to come) she glossed over it (well, completely ignored it, actually) and tried to hint that it was some other reason that was everyone else's fault, and not her precious Maddi's. *groan* Poor kid. I finally wrote, " I am not sure what you are implying here, but as the adults, I prefer a direct approach. If you'd like to share more, feel free to do so." she has not responded. After hearing another mom talk about her, I guess this is her M.O. It's too bad because I really like her daughter a lot.

FTR, when I approached my DD with all this, I went into it completely undecided as to what her level of guilt was. I try really hard not to assume my children are above reproach. None of them are, IMO. Fortunately, Jess is a good girl and until now, had never been accused of anything like this, so it was not hard to understand what had happened. In the end, nobody was at fault except the girl's mother. She should have stepped up and taught her DD how to handle misunderstandings.

So a big fat F U to the mom who is socially retarding her brilliant child by not teaching her communication or coping skills. She'll probably be very successful when she grows up, but will she have any friends? *sigh*

P.S. Please forgive this entry for it's scatter-brained presentation. I've edited several times and even removed an entire tirade about people who are judgmental and gossip. Maybe another day...nah, who needs more of that right now?

P.S.S. How about I share a couple of pics to make my blog not so "blah" right now...

I love this one of Jess, taken after she read whatever my dad wrote in her graduation card.

Ahh yes. The one of my kids after getting Starbucks gift cards from my brother (and look! his wife too!). What a dork. They don't go to Starbucks!

Finally, the promotion swim party. Some of the kids are hiding in the hot tub and not pictured. There were not many kids there, but chaperoning pre-teens was a hard job! Oh, and notice the ground all wet? That's because my DB overfilled the pool that morning, *snort*!

Oh the drama! (long post ahead)

I have much to blog about, including my kids promotion and promotion swim party. But before I can get into any of that, let me tell you about Saturday night. My older brother, the one who is engaged, had a long discussion on Friday night, with his fiance "Cheryl" about whether they should postpone the wedding. It was her idea, based on some pretty legit reservations, such as her not knowing his children very well and him not having a steady income. His new business is just getting off the ground and not reliable enough to support a family. I'll not mention that she grew up in mansions and her family is wealthy. I won't mention it because that might give the impression that money will be important to her (and really, most people *do* want stability, so fair is fair).

Anyhow, she decides that July 7th is too soon and perhaps they should wait until January. Well, all day on Saturday I wanted to check on my brother, knowing he would probably be feeling pretty down about this, but I held back because I didn't want to push him. I found out from my mom that his DF was with him and the kids for most the day, just hanging out. So I was kinda confused...my dad thought she was trying to back out, as did I, really. But whatever. I was glad they were together. I did not hear anything else until late that night when my mom called me and said my dad was angry because DB was not home and it was after 11pm (he had his kids for the weekend, which is why it was upsetting to my dad). I sorta defended DB by saying that all parents have kept kids out late and depending on what they are doing, it doesn't kill them. Mine were out until midnight when we went to Disneyland, and they were only barely 5.

Moving on...around Midnight, I get a text message from my brother. It says, "If mom and dad get worried, tell them I am ok but I won't be back until Monday." He follows that with, "Tell them I did what I had to do."

I immediately texted him back with, "So you're eloping?" halfway joking, the other half seriously alarmed. He writes back that "yes, we are." He then asks me not to tell them until the next day. *sigh* So I know my mom is not sleeping because she has no idea where he is, or where his kids are. Let's just skip over the fact that he is 33 years old and my parents are acting like he's a child.

So, I did as he asked, and kept it to myself until this morning. I didn't sleep much, knowing that this was not going to go over well with the family. Oh, and his kids had been dropped off at his former MIL's house somewhere along the way.

I finally told my mom and she reacted pretty calmly, and not that surprised. Not surprised only because this kind of move is typical for my idiotic DB, whom I adore and love unconditionally, of course. I have no idea how Cheryl's valid concerns from the day before had all dissipated, but somehow, they had. They met in April, remember. She lost her uncle, and has been so involved in that family tragedy and planning her wedding, that none of us, including his children, really know her that well. They did come to my kids promotion lunch on Thursday and I noticed she not only ordered several strong drinks, but she was unhappy with two of them and sent them back. That's fine I guess, but not typical of my family's behaviour when we go out.

So in summation, WTF? Are they as stupid as I fear? To top it all off, I found out today that she did not want him telling anyone and he told me secretly. So after telling my mom, who obviously told my dad, who reacted by calling DB's DW's mom *rolls eyes*, it came out to her (Cheryl) that *I* was how they all found out. She was less than happy, and was confused as to how I knew. DB did not admit that he told me himself, so now I look like a big mouthed busybody, which really pisses me off. Should I tell her the truth and cause a problem in their already *not looking so great marriage* or take the hit and let her get over it? *sigh*

All of this after some unusual drama at the kids swim party on Friday. I'll have to vent about that one later in the week.

The one positive note? At least their wedding date is on the 10th and not the 9th.

MM <--serious aversions to the number 9

Is it Blonde, or Blond?

Top 5 Pet Peeves



5. Threadjacking. Hello, can you say rude?

4. Blaming crap on other people. Stand up and admit it when you've done something childish, or embarrassing.

3. Bad drivers. If you're driving, you should know where you're going. Getting lost is a PITA and wastes my time, when I get stuck behind you.

2. Not welcoming newbies. C'mon people, when a new person pops onto OT, say hello, welcome them, hell, ask them to start a blog. It's just plain clique-ish not to. We should assume they are good, quality people worth our time and not waste one minute sizing them up. It's not fair to them. /rant

1. *pooting* Very unladylike. Should never be done in the presence of other people, ever! I abhor bodily function humor, and find it tasteless. Let's grow up already!

Important Stuff

1. Why are the hot men of OT all gay? WTF? *pout* I guess on the plus side, we have a hot lesbian, but that doesn't do me much good, does it? *double pout*

2. When I make this typo --> "ANd", it really bugs me. I mean, really bugs me. A lot. Something about it looks annoying. Ugh. I don't even want to leave it there.

3. Speaking of saying rude things, I said something rude today to my brother, and it caused a fight. We never fight. It sucked. What I said? Well, while deciding who to invite for my parents tiny anniversary dinner, he said he wanted to invite his soon-to-be in-laws. I said no because they are not close with my parents and have never been. I then added that "if his girlfriend isn't grown up enough to understand that, it's her problem". He did not like that. But, I happen to know that that is why he wanted to invite them, since she would take offense if we didn't. Too effing bad. We are having their kids, (myself and two brothers) our spouses, and two other couples. Not enough people to slyly add in two more who are not close to them, IMHO. Was I out of line?

4. One of my new favorite songs is "Not Big", by Lily Allen. Here is the song (I could only find it on youtube because I suck at doing the song link thing. The "slideshow" is cheesy (beyond cheesy, really. Prolly should only listen, and not watch it, lol), but I do like the song and lyrics. :) Oh, here are the lyrics, too. For the heck of it, I'll add the link to her Smile video, which is more popular right now. Here it is. Must be awful to be one of her exes, LOL!

5. *smooches* everyone! <--very important!

8 Randoms

Thanks for tagging me MTW! <--not a random

1. I saw a wild brown bear this weekend. It was rummaging for food on the side of a mountain road. I now realize my parents were always lying to me when they said bears don't come out during the day. It was 2:30pm.

2. On the same road, I saw a car accident. A truck drove off the road and went down a deep ravine. Fortunately, a large boulder stopped it from crashing into the river. Everyone appeared to be ok.

3. I spent the night in the most disgusting "lodge" I could ever imagine. The small town I went to was all booked up, and it was the only place left. My dad reserved it, so I felt obligated to stay there. I barely slept and could not even shower there. Nothing was newer than 35 years old. Plus I saw two spiders in the room. Even the "nicer" place is somewhere I would never have wanted to stay in, but our relatives house where we normally stay was hosting a wedding, and we assumed they'd be full.

4. My brothers fiance is what inspired the "rude comment" question in the last post. They were out to dinner and the couple at the next table had a crying baby. The people were not doing anything to hush the baby, and I guess she kept looking over at them. The dad finally smiled and said, "sorry about the crying" and "Cheryl" said back, "it's ok, you're just ruining our dinner!". {insert gaping mouth} I actually understand how annoying it must have been, and I know she just lost a family member (the motorcycle rider I blogged about), but still, her comment was shocking and just plain rude. So many other ways to deal with it. What do you think?

5. These randoms are taking way longer than I expected.

6. The day after my cousin's wedding, she came back to her parents house to say goodbye before leaving for the honeymoon. Because the bride and groom had both "saved themselves" for marriage, there were some childish comments (made mostly by the bride's younger sister) involving how she was acting funny, (ok, walking funny) or whatever. By the time the bride came into the house, I had composed myself so as to act normal, and not make her feel uncomfortable. The first thing out of the newlywed's mouth? "Man, I got ATE last night!". Then she paused and added, "by mosquitoes". I have no idea if she knows how hard it was for me not to laugh. I just totally agreed with her and pretended not to notice how it could have been interpreted.

7. I got two mosquito bites at the wedding. :)

8. I wish this week was over already. Every day is going to be busy in preparation of my kids promotion from 6th grade. Might not be commenting much, but I will be reading!

Exhausted

Emotionally, physically and mentally.

I could do a list of things I have to get done this week (Holy Carp! The week's almost over!) but I won't bore you with any of that. Suffice it to say, I've been busy. And negligent of my blog. And of my blog friends. I will do better starting, um...next week? Wait no, that's the kids last week of school and we have their promotion and party to plan,..so sometime after that and before my brother's wedding, I will be here more. And at your blogs more.

Now for my questions:

What is the worst/rudest thing you've ever said to someone who was annoying you in public?

and...

What is your favorite wedding memory (not including your own)?

Tuesday Randoms (and a PSA)

1. I miss Boo.

2. I have been busy doing my online traffic school. I think I should have just done a class in person, because it's hard to concentrate (for me) on the online one.

3. My brother cancelled his wedding. Not the marriage, just the actual wedding. Now they want to elope, and very soon. I guess they can always get to know each other after they're married. /sarcasm

4. My DD told her teacher that I said he looked like Tom Selleck. Is that definitely a compliment? Should I be embarrassed? *blush*

5. I am really rooting for Blake to win American Idol, because I just don't care for Jordin, though I think they are pimping her.

::PSA:: Doing cartwheels after the age of 30 (and after years of *not* doing them) can really eff up an already effed up shoulder. On the upside, it shuts up kids who are challenging you and don't believe you can do them.

Ugh. Was going to update with something light but instead I'll remind any motorcycle riders to NOT EFFING RIDE MOTORCYCLES! A friend was dragged to his death tonight, after not being seen and hitting a car. His young (20 something) daughter witnessed the whole thing from her car, as she followed him. Apparently it was quite gruesome. *sigh* This will also affect my brother's wedding date, since it is his fiance's uncle who died. The man's daughter was to be in the wedding. Poor family.

Glow's Questions

1. If you went to dinner with Jesus who would pick up the check?

I would offer, but he would refuse.

2. If you had to eliminate one state from the United States, which one would it be?

Kentucky. I hate the Jerry Springer show and that's where they come from, right?


3. If Spiderman and Superman were forced to fight to the death, who would win? Why?

Superman. I *heart* Supes.

4. Sawyer, Jack or Sayid?

Sawyer - no contest <--Glow's answer was perfect

5. Mohinder, Nathan or Peter?

I'll say Peter since I trust Glow on this one. I have no idea who these people are.

6. For the next hour you have to listen to one song on repeat. What song is it?

Make out Club by Gym Class Heroes or
Numb, by Linkin Park


7. What is your favorite movie? Why?

I really liked Crash. It made me think for days afterward, which is unusual for movies to do. I also consider Love Actually and Ladyhawke among my favorites.

8. Who is your favorite actor/actress?

I love Edward Burns and Drew Barrymore.


9. Avril Lavigne. Yes or no?

Eh, don't care.


10. Do you have a job or a career?

Neither. Stay at home mom, currently. Is that a job?


11. Would you move out of state for a job?

No. My family is here. On second thought, yes. ;-)


12. Have any sharks been jumped by American Idol?

I don't think about stuff like that. I enjoy the show or I don't, but I don't like to analyze them too much.


13. Have you ever gone to a concert by yourself? If so, would you do it again? If not, would you?

Not a chance. I hesitate to go *with* someone, much less alone. I *would* sit in a piano bar (on a ship) by myself though.


14. Did your mom and/or dad make you do chores? If so, what were they?

Not sure if they made me, but I did quite a few. In fact, by a certain age, I did almost all the chores (such as cooking and cleaning). The outside stuff was for the boys.


15. Would you go to a sex toy party with your mom?

Not anymore, but once upon a time...


16. If you were to have a sex toy party, would you invite your boss?

I had a crush on my old boss, so no. Or yes. Hmmm.


17. How big is too big?

*snort* Cannot answer this.


18. What is your favorite reality show?

Big Brother, followed by the Bachelor.


19. Do you have a favorite reality show contestant?

Will Kirby *dreamy sigh*

20. Could you whistle that little tune at the beginning of Peter Bjorn and John’s “Young Folks” for me right now?

Yes, if I could whistle or knew the melody.


21. Howard Stern. Yes or no?

Yes.


22. Do you know any local bands that you would like to pimp?

Nope.


23. Name one state you would like to visit that you have not visited.

New York


24. Why would Pink perform on American Idol after adamantly not giving clearance for the contestants perform her songs?

Because she's a celebrity and they are notoriously stupid and anal.


25. Multi-grain, wheat or white?

White, though not often.


26. Carrots dipped in peanut butter?

Eww, no.


27. Do you add extra butter to your popcorn at the movie theater?

No, I usually ask for "light on the butter" or no butter.


28. Do you have a favorite pair of underwear? What do they look like?

Yes, black hipsters.


29. Name one country song that will help convince non-fans that it isn’t all bad.

I'm not a country fan, but I used to love anything by Reba. And if Alan Jackson can't convince you, nothing will. *swoony sigh*


30. What is in the trunk of your car?

Ack! Of course you ask now! At the moment, there is a pretty bra, blue jeans, and a bottle of Goldschlager. I believe there is also a blanket and an umbrella.

31. What is the first thing that comes to your mind when I say Marky Mark?

*swoon* and the movie Fear.


32. Which character from a movie or television show would you be?

I once took an online test that told me I most resembled Jill Taylor (Patricia Richardson's role) from Home Improvement. *shrug* That or Charlotte, from Sex and the City.


33. Who was the last person you hugged?

My son.


34. Have you ever been on a cruise?

Yes.


35. Will I be able to sleep in a tiny closet-sized room on a cruise ship with no windows while constantly worrying and missing my kids?

Yes, the ship will rock you to sleep, and the kids will be fine, I promise.

*procrastinating*

I am going to do Glow's questions, but am too tired right now. So my question for YOU is,

If you could go on one reality TV show, which one would it be and why?
And along with that, is it the one you think you'd be best at, or just one you think would be fun?

I think I might be good at Big Brother, if only I didn't have to be on camera for three months, lol.
Survivor, no way. Can't eat that crap. Or drink the icky water. Too much of a germ phobe to be close to that many dirty people.

TAR is too fast paced for me. I can't even play video games because I get too anxious, so there's no way I could handle that.

According to my kids, I'm not cut out out American Idol, either. *grin*

Grrr!

I went to Wal Mart the other day because my DD begged me to. I can't even remember what she needed now, but we went. We had about 10 things in our cart when we were ready to go, so I went to the "Express Line" where it says you must have 10 or less items. I did not immediately pay attention to the lady checking out in front of me, but after several people lined up behind me, I noticed that the delay was because she had at least 50 items! And most were children's clothes, so the cashier had to remove the hangers and fold each thing, as she rung them up!

I listened as the customers behind me complained, and then watched as they started skipping to the check out in front of us. I kept waiting, thinking patience was important. The more I stood there though, and the wal mart cashier never once acknowledged any of the other customers (particularly ME, since I was there the longest and hadn't complained) the more pissed I got. I thought she should have at least looked up and said *something* letting me know how frustrating it must be. Even eye contact can say a lot. She never did. When the woman with the kids clothes was about done, I decided at the last minute to go the other line, because I realized I was so agitated that I didn't have it in me to be nice to the cashier.

I checked out, and when I got home, I immediately called the store. This is the second time I've called and complained about service somewhere lately, and it's weird because it's totally unlike me. Anyhow, I was surprised to hear (from the manager) that they are "not allowed to make a customer leave the line, for fear of embarrassing them". Wow. I can think of a million ways to nicely tell someone they need to go the next line. Anyhow, the manager also said the cashier *should* have acknowledged the waiting customers, though.

*sigh* So I think I got the cashier in trouble. The manager sounded pissed and said she was going to go right then and have a talk with her. I can't tell whether I feel happy or bad about that.

On another note, Survivor did nothing for me this season. I did not care for anyone in the final 3, nor did I care for the person who was voted out 4th (in case someone doesn't want to know yet, I'm leaving names out). I think I only cared about Alex. *dreamy sigh* And Boo cleaned up nicely too, didn't he??

sheesh!

My brother is getting married on July 7th, I guess. That's if he doesn't move the date up again. He met her about a month ago. Moving quickly, eh? Her name is not Sophie, btw. I've only been around her a couple times. She seems nice enough. She also has a gold lamé purse. *sigh* I'm trying to keep a positive attitude, and not assume the worst (which would be that this will end badly). I added some pics of them on my slideshow, btw.


Moving on...


I went to my towns parade last weekend. Not much to see until!... I spotted something! Is it Gus? And who is the imposter banana?? And where was Sophie during all of this? *giggle* *bad Tab*




And finally, this guy. Who is he, you ask? I have no idea. I just thought he was cute. *shrug*

In summation, while I do not generally like bananas, I am completely open to banana chips. I also like my new banana scented suntan lotion. :)

Please, tell me what you love or hate about bananas. Plastic or otherwise.

p.s. if you zoom in on the banana picture, the guy on the left reminds me of George Michael for some reason.

finally!

I met Boo on Friday morning. We started out at Peet's coffee. At first, it was just the two of us, but finally, she brought Sanjana in. OMH, the looks we got! Boo was a crack up! She noticed a man in the shop who was looking at us (the banana mostly) and as she was holding Sanjana upright on her lap, she said to the guy, "I'm just happy to see you". *snort*! The guy couldn't stop giggling! After we chatted for a while (mostly about you) we decided to take a look around the area. First, here is the picture of us at Peet's with an intrigued worker.







We found a neat little "Family Park" nearby, and went to check it out. We found some huge rocking horses! Boo shoved a kid off this one, so we could ride it together. She said it was very important that the blue on Sanjana match the blue horse. It was very "Bree" like. *rolls eyes*






Sanjana disappeared on us later, and we searched everywhere for him. We found him here, in the Dippin' Dots freezer. We noticed the words "banana split" and decided maybe this was his idea of a sick joke. Fortunately, he didn't suffer from any freezer burn.

I have a few more pics (as does Boo) that I will post later. :)

All in all, meeting Boo was a blast. We had a good amount of time to talk, and were able to cover each and every one of you. In detail. Much detail. ;-)

I did tell Carey that she was easy, but to be fair, she was! And Carey agreed! She was easy to talk to. We started off right away as if we'd always known each other. I'm hoping I can see her again, someday.

P.S. to Jen ~ Boo tried to kiss me at the end, but I told her about us. She was pretty cool with it. *besa*

Updated for Answer *hyperventilates*

So, Jen asked me if I have kissed another girl, since meeting her. My answer is....


::drumroll::


No.

I don't think I can ever kiss another woman, after having Jen. Well, I didn't "have" her exactly, but you know what I mean. *grin*




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I get to meet Boo today! Ohmygosh, what should I wear? What do I say? I'm so excited!!
And!! I got to speak to her while she was at dinner with Carey, Weltek and Michelle, and they all said hi to me! *big goofy smile*

In other (unrelated) news, my older brother is engaged. He's known her for three weeks! :o I have not really met her yet, though I knew her when she was a kid (she's 25 now). Not sure what I think about this. I'm nervous, and will share more later.

For The Office fans, goodness! Was that not an especially hilarious episode last night? I think I'm going to track Jim down and kidnap him. He's too adorable (though about 15 years too young for me)

Ok, wish me luck everyone! I need to figure out how to get where I'm supposed to meet Boo. :)

Red shoes??

I've noticed Breezy has been walking around in some hot red high-heels lately, and I have no idea where they came from. Was it a private joke? *confused*

At any rate, it made me realize that *I* have some red shoes I've never worn. I dug them out (ok, grabbed them off the shoe shelf) and made an outfit around them. I tried it all on, and paraded it in front of the family, seeking approval. After everyone said it was ok, I decided I just don't have what it takes to wear red shoes. *hangs head* I have only ever worn black, brown or *maybe* off white, depending on the occasion (like at my wedding). I want to wear the red! They are cute strappy sandals, and I had them on with long navy shorts and a red fitted shirt. But when I looked in the mirror, all I could see was the red shoes. Tell me it's ok to wear red shoes please!

Also, tell me, is there anything you can't, or won't wear?? Anything that makes you feel conspicuous? Oooh! Does anyone here have those gold or silver lamé purses or shoes? They are pretty trendy, but again, I can't seem to do it. I need fashion courage! I also can't wear my high heels with shorts or capris. What are your "can'ts"?

edited to add~ the "lam`e" is supposed to have the squiggle, but when I publish, it goes away. *pout*

It's time again, for...

You Pick The Title!

1. Tab is an Idiot

2. How Tab got a black eye

3. Common Household Accidents

4. What NOT to do right before going to a wedding reception

OR, my personal favorite;

5. Don't drop the effing VCR on your face

*sigh* I guess since my finger was doing better, it makes sense I would need a new injury to gripe about. So, for months now I've been anticipating this wedding reception...and there I was, at the last minute, wrapping the gift when I realized I needed a bow. So I go in my room where I have this shoe box with ribbon and whatnot in it, which is right next to the dresser. On top the dresser is the T.V. On top the T.V. is the VCR. The cord is apparently right near the shoe box of ribbons. My foot was apparently right near the cord. *idiot*

So I step on the cord, and as I'm bent over picking up the shoe box, the VCR comes falling off the dresser. As I glanced up, I noticed nothing. A few seconds later, I noticed intense pain and throbbing, on my left eye. The VCR got me right in the eye. It literally took me several moments to digest what had happened. Poor DS was in the room and started panicking...thinking I was hurt badly. I was in total shock, and can only imagine it felt exactly like being punched in the face (eye).

I immediately iced it, but the swelling started right away. I covered the bruising with make up, and have to admit, it wasn't as bad looking as it could have been. So...that's the story. What title was better?

Back!

Hi guys! I missed you! Umm, did you know I was gone?? ;-)

Well, Blogger finally forced me to switch. If only it had the same power over HD. *grin*

As a result of switching over, I had a few blog problems and due to a shortage of time, I had to pull the blog until I worked them out. I'm hoping if you are reading this, it means it's all fixed. :)

I'm still typing minus my left index finger, which is still numb and painful, but otherwise healing ok. I can't wait to have all my fingers functioning again.

And now,....For my debut New Blogger Post, I present:

MM's Interview, by HD

1. What is your favorite Christmas memory or tradition?

Driving around looking at the lights. We usually went to the movies on Christmas day, too. It was a day we all knew we'd be together, so that's what I remember the most.

2. If I invite you to a dinner party, what do you want me to serve?

I want whatever you make to impress your dates, of course! And wine. Lots of wine (for you). And I'll bring dessert. ;-)

3. What kind of exotic pet would you actually consider letting your kids adopt?

Well, ferrets are illegal here, so that would have to count, I guess. Other than that, I would say certain (smaller) wild cats would be a consideration. Or a Sasquatch. But only a female.

4. If we ran "The Amazing Race" together and won a leg, what kind of trip should we receive from the Travelocity gnome?

If it were you and I? I would want to go to Temptation Island, where I might have a shot at getting you. *grin* Seriously, I'd want to go (selfishly) somewhere you've already been, so you could be my tour guide, and teach me all the history you undoubtedly know.

5. Suppose that your blogland buddies were trading mix tapes. Which three songs would you include on your mix tape to let people see who you are?

There are so many to choose from, but off the top of my head I'll say,

1. In the Deep, by Bird York

2. Fix You, by Coldplay

3. I'm No Angel, by Dido

*sniiiiifffff*

I can't stop smelling my finger.



Umm, any guesses as to what it smells like?

I'm skeered!

I have to have the stitches removed today. :( I need a quick consensus; does it hurt having them removed? Some say 'yes', and others tell me 'no'. The results here will help me decide which (if any) drugs to take before going in. I'd do just about anything besides having another injection of *whatever* it was.

I am also supposed to go to the lab to have some blood taken. I used to not be scared of these simple procedures, but I'm not used to it anymore and I'm dreading it. I became a pro when I was pregnant because I was considered "high risk" due to having twins. Back then, they took my blood every week. Now? Not so much. *sigh*

Courage! I need some courage. Mmmm, liquid courage? If only I wasn't driving myself! LOL. Remember what I did to get my ears pierced last year? Goldschlager and Valium (left over from flying). Slight overreaction, in retrospect.

Medical oddities (and other stuff)

When DD was 5, she got Cat Scratch Fever. I didn't even know there *was* such a thing (until then). Turns out, there is. My mom's cat scratched her, and the bacteria infected DD's lymph node, under her arm. She complained it hurt, and when I looked, it was obviously swollen. We took her to the doctor and she went on antibiotics. They didn't work. Next step? Removing the lymph node. I'll never forget walking out of the recovery area (where she waited until going into the OR). My baby, being so brave, sitting in a red wagon (how cool is that?) being wheeled in to have the surgery. It was all ok, and she recovered just fine, but really, what an odd experience. Cat scratch fever? I thought it was only a song, until then.

Next oddity? She had an infection (bacterial, I think) in her mouth. The prescription? Sour candy! She needed to make her mouth water as much as possible. We bought her lemon heads, if I remember correctly. She loved telling everyone about that one.

When she was little, she had another medical problem that always scared me to death. When she was startled, or hurt (even DS pulling her hair, kind of hurt), she would get the wind knocked out of her, to the point of turning blue, and her eyes rolling. The very last time it happened, it was the worst case we'd seen, and I had dialed the 9-1- (of 9-1-1) before DH resuscitated her. Lips and fingernails turned blue instantly. She never did it again, thank cod. But it was scary.

What are your experiences with strange medical problems (if you don't mind me asking) ?

P.S. Can someone tell me why my thumb started hurting, and then a few hours later swelled up and felt tingly? It was also hot to the touch. No bites or broken skin to be seen. Next day? Swelling is down, fever is gone, but there is a small bruise right under the thumb pad (where it was swollen). And it still feels sore. :( I think I'm breaking.

P.S.S. Need some quick advice...(this should prolly be it's own post) I have a friend whose DD, who I'll call snottybratface is known for being highly obnoxious and disrespectful. Whenever I see said friend, I a try to be nice to this girl. She is ten years old, and so bad that my kids beg me not to make them go over there with me. *snort* Anyhow, the other day, as we were leaving a Chuckie Cheesish type place, this girl asks me if I want to get wet...I ignored her, assuming she wouldn't dare squirt me with the water bottle she was holding (I was in my car, with the door open). Next thing I know, I'm wet. My side, and a little on my glasses. I was pissed, and shocked. I couldn't believe her nerve. It was obvious I was not happy, and her mom told her to apologize (it was actually more of a suggestion). Instead, snottybratface laughs at me. No, make that *cackles* at me! Smiling in glee at what she had done. Her mother never made her stop. I pretty much left immediately, without another word to either of them. The problem is, I don't know whether to tell her mom why I am avoiding her now. And yes, I'm avoiding her. Disrespectful kids are intolerable, to me. Might sound harsh, but there it is. I can't do it. No fake smiley "it's oks" from me. Actually, to be honest, I *have* done the fake "it's oks" before, but that was in response to verbal disrespect from her. Now I don't want to be around the kid, now that we all know she can do anything and get away with it.

So, this friend will call me at some point, and I don't know whether to say something or not. Everyone knows her kids are terrible, but nobody says anything. Not even sure if there would be a point. How upset would *you* be? And just to be clear, it's not the *action* that upset me so much, it was the blatant disrespect in how she acted afterward. Help?

Presumptuous Flushing

::disclaimer:: This blog entry is being written at an ungodly hour, and I am way too tired to do it. But I didn't want to leave the icky finger story up any longer /disclaimer


So I was in a bathroom stall last night, when something happened that made me wonder; have you ever had one of the automatic flushing toilets misread you? Then I had to wonder if what *I* was doing was normal. How many people do their "freshening up" in the stall, as opposed to in front of the sink and mirror? See, normally I do that stuff in the privacy of the stall, after hanging my purse on the hook. I don't like brushing my hair in front of other people. Frankly, I don't like *looking* at myself in front of others. I have this fear that they'll see me putting on lipstick (or whatever) and think, "ha! she shouldn't even bother!". I guess it's a pathetic low self-esteem issue I never got past. Anyhow, so I was doing it in the stall, when the toilet assumed I was finished, and flushed. Gah! Now what? Let people wonder what the heck I'm still doing in the bathroom, after the toilet's flushed? I miss the old toilet flushing handles that we push with our foot. *pout*

Don't look, Arkie and HD!

Ok, so my first mistake was washing dishes. Apparently, that's something I should teach the kids to do, but whatever. There I am, washing a glass when I hear the sound of breaking glass. I feel nothing, but look down to see what happened. For some reason, the sink was turning red. That's when I realized what had happened. The bottom of the goblet had come off, and while I was applying pressure to the inside of the glass, it forced it right into my finger. DD was in the kitchen with me. I quickly dropped the glass and in a few steps, was grabbing a towel, to wrap around the finger. When I looked down, there was blood from the sink to the drawer which is across the floor. Lots of blood. I tried to stay calm, but inside, was freaking out. I knew it was deep, and I knew I needed stitches. I also knew our insurance didn't go into effect until midnight, and it was only about 9:30pm. Ack!

I had DD call DH who was still at work (but should have been off by then) and let him know I needed him. He was with someone, and couldn't leave yet. I was going into shock (I've never had a serious injury like this, and was completely unsure as to how to deal with it). I was sweating, shaking, and starting to panic, assuming I would lose the tip of my finger if it wasn't re-attached soon. I was pretty sure I would not bleed to death, but part of me was afraid I might. Like I said, this was a first for me. Anyhow, my dad came before DH, (we had called him about taking the kids, so they wouldn't have to go to the ER). Just then, DH got home. We went to the ER, where astonishingly, nobody seemed too panicked. Hello!? My finger is falling off, people! *sigh*

I had to wait for over an hour. I even asked the guy if the numb feeling was normal, because I was thinking my finger was slowly dying, from lack of blood flow. By the time I was seen, I was tired, and the bleeding had slowed, but not stopped. The doctor that came in...*dreamy sigh* SO freakin' hot. Movie star good looks. It was ridiculous. So now I was nervous because of him, and couldn't look at him for more than three seconds at a time. He was super nice though. While he numbed the finger (note the swollen appearance of my hand) we talked. Don't ask me what about.

I had two shots in the base of the finger. It hurt. A lot. But it didn't work, so he had to give me two MORE shots (after having the cut irrigated...yuck). I swore a bit during that, because they thought I was numbed, but wasn't. By the time he was ready to stitch me up, I was still not numb. He warned me that the next step would be painful. I had to have the injection on the tip of the finger! OUCH! Hurt like a mofo! It was worse than what I assumed the stitches would have felt like, without the numbing. Anyhow, that was pretty much it. Got home around 1am, I think. The doc said it was unusual that I needed so many injections for it to work on me. I was also almost completely un-numbed by the time I went to bed that night. It was an awful night. Feel free to shower me with {{hugs}} (or gifts). *grin*

p.s. about the midget thing: yes, I kinda knew I couldn't post his picture. I guess that's why I asked. *sigh* He is so stinkin' cute. I *do* kinda know the family, but still, can't post someone else's kid online without permission. Darn it. He's so cute.

New blogger doesn't want me (and other news)

Edited to add important question~ (seriously)

Is it wrong to take pictures of a small person who attends the kids school who I am obsessed with? And is it wrong to share how cute he is, here? Honest answers, please. I love this kid, but I don't want to do something inappropriate.



I tried switching over, for your sakes, but it does not seem to want me. :( For now, I am actually *stuck* with old blogger. Sorry guys!

In other news, this update will take me twice as long to write, as I have 5 stitches in my left index finger. I was going to put a picture up, but decided to let you guys decide whether you want to see it. It's gross, so be forewarned. Cast your vote in a comment. :)

I have a long icky (graphic) story behind it, but simply do not not have the patience to type like this for very long, so I'll wait until it's a little easier. Maybe if we decide on doing the pictures, I'll tell you more about it then.

Also, to end the KFC saga, I thought I would share what happened on Friday. DH went to KFC on his lunch break and noticed the District Manager's truck in the parking lot. He hadn't seen or talked to the guy in almost 10 years, but decided to stop and go inside (instead of the drive-thru). They ended up chatting for a while, when DH had to go to the car for his wallet. When he came back in to order, guess who helped him? Sam, the co-manager! She must have been told who he was and she profusely apologized to him! He said she seemed genuine. Anyhow, I thought it was pretty funny that the same day she gets a "talking to" by the DM, the plaintiffs husband comes in, and is friends with her boss. I bet she was mortified. *giggles*

Ok, I've had to do a zillion corrections while typing, and I am tired, so I'll have to end this update here. Don't forget to vote 'Yes' or 'No' on the icky finger injury pictures.

Ok...

So I called the KFC management place (district offices) and the first lady I spoke to was already a trillion times better than the crappy co-manager lady (whose name is Sam, btw). She told me she would give my complaint to the guy who is in charge of the KFC in question. Within 10 minutes, he called me. He apologized, and said that she did not handle it correctly, and he would go in to see her the next day, and talk to her. He also remembered me, from when DH worked there (he managed several KFC's when we first got together) so it was nice to know that he *knew* me, and knew I was not a nutjob who was looking for trouble (or free food). So, I feel much better. Glad I took that step.

I remember one time getting the worst service EVER at a nice Italian place in Reno, and I never called and complained, and I regretted it for years. I *still* get angry when I think about that night. I ended up leaving with my little brother (then about 14) and my kids. The rest of my family stayed, and she had the nerve to say something about how difficult I was being, to them! Bitch! And know how I was being difficult? I asked her for a larger table, because she thought that my twins could sit in high chairs, behind us, instead of at the table!

Also, they did not have children's menus and she said there was a $10 fee just for sitting there, whether you ate or not. It was ridiculous. I told everyone in my family to stay, but took my brother (who hates pasta) and my two year old kids to Denny's, instead. To this day I'm pissed my family didn't just leave with me. Grrr! See? I would feel better (and let it go) had I done something about it at the time. That's why I did this time. No more regrets.

What was your worst dining/waitress/waiter experience? Did you complain about it?

What should I do?

Ok, before I start this entry, I should tell you that my best friend read my blog yesterday, and sent me an email telling me she thinks you all suck. What a bitch, huh? *grin* *hopes she's freaking out*

So, tonight, being the good mother I am, I decided dinner would be KFC. It was just the kids and I, since DH was working late. We ordered 3 snacker combo meals. Mine were buffalo snackers, and the kids got regulars. Normally, I check everything before driving away, but for some reason, tonight, I went straight home. The place was slow, the drive-thru girl was really nice, and it just *felt* ok. So, we get home and I start to unpack the bag. Everything is right, minus two original snackers. I immediately call the store, letting them know what happened, and that I'd be coming back. DD offered to run in, so I gave her the receipt and waited in the car. When she came out, she seemed upset because the "manager" questioned her, and basically let her know that they didn't believe we didn't already have the two snackers. I thought maybe DD was being too sensitive, so on the way home, I asked her to repeat the whole conversation.

By the time we got home, I was fuming. I called the store and asked for the manager. When whoever answered it handed the phone to her, I heard her say, "have fun", which kinda annoyed me. Do they have caller ID? I know some places do. Anyhow, I told her my DD seemed to feel as though she didn't believe her, and that I thought it was inappropriate to do that to a child, and that she should have asked my daughter to get me, if she wanted to question our honesty. She told me that "the employee says she remembers making 6 snackers, so that's what I'm going on..." I told her that unless she packed the bag personally, it was in bad taste to question a cutomer's honesty. I also told her it was not worth my time to drive back over there for $2 worth of free food. *rolls eyes* I asked if she was really the manager, and she confirmed that she was the "co-manager". She never apologized, but kept saying, "well ok, thanks for calling". So now, I am pissed. I think I am going to call the district manager tomorrow and let him know what happened. How is it that *I* was wronged (on accident, which is why I did not cop an attitude when I called to let them know I was missing food) and then *I* am made to feel like the bad guy??? What would YOU do??

Quick update

So there are a couple things I wanted to say:

First, my "best friend" cancelled on me tonight. Said she had the stomach flu. Whatever. She was prolly out with someone else. Pfft!

Second, my all time favorite store is closing. It's been here for 32 years, and has *always* been my 'go-to' store for gifts. When I saw the sign tonight, I almost cried. Everything is 50% off. I called my mom and SIL and told them, so they came over. My mom walked in all happy, because everything was 50% off. I kinda sorta bit her head off, and told her it was a very sad occasion, and not to look so happy. I *did* buy $120 worth of stuff, for only $60, though. *sigh*

Third, my best friend (see above) reads my blog, so I'm really just messin' with her. It's nice having her come here, so when we go out, we can talk about all of you! :) It *is* neat, in all seriousness, to be able to say, "you know, Boo, she's coming out this way!" and have her know what I mean. She is my only RL friend who is allowed here. Feel free to wave at her. Or talk smack about her. She can't defend herself here. *grin*

Need some answers

Yes, I have more questions for you, BUT, these are my own, and I am really curious. So please answer a couple of them for me. Thanks! :)


1. Is it considered "stealing" when you take 39 napkins from Chipotle, when only two people got take-out from there? (DH did this, not me. And yes, I just counted them)

2. How many times a month do you see your friends, apart from your SO?

3. Have any of you tried the spinach & artichoke dip from Chili's? (OMG, it's my new favorite thing!)

4. Who has ever actually seen a Hyena? There was one at the zoo here, and I have to admit, it was nothing like I thought it would look like.

5. Have you seen the movie Return to Me? If so, is there anyone who didn't like it, or didn't cry? (It's the movie with David Duchovny and Minnie Driver)

Last batch of Questions:

LOL! Having Zombie's answers first was like playing Mad Libs! There are more than 10, but this is the last bunch of them. Have fun!

I added Zombie's 10 answers, under each question. :)

1. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE FOOD?

Purple

2. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE TIME OF YEAR, AND WHY, BE DESCRIPTIVE?

I twirl my hair

3. WHAT WOULD BE THE BEST WAY FOR SOMEONE TO PICK UP ON YOU?

Never with a dolphin

4. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE DRINK, ALCOHOLIC AND REGULAR?

Arkie

5. IF YOU WERE STRANDED ON AN ISLAND WHAT ITEMS MUST YOU HAVE WITH YOU OTHER THAN FOOD AND SHELTER? THINGS YOU WOULDN'T WANT TO LIVE WITHOUT?

ruler, tape and a desk calendar

6. WHAT IS THE NICEST THING SOMEONE SAID TO YOU?

4 times, the most was 6

7. DO YOU PREFER HUGS OR KISSES? WHY?

Nothing right now

8. WHAT IS SOMETHING YOU JUST LOVE?

462

9. WHAT HAVE PEOPLE CALLED YOU FOR NICKNAMES OVER THE YEARS?

Ethel

10. WHAT IS SOMETHING YOU HAVE DONE IN YOUR LIFE THAT YOU'RE PROUD OF YOURSELF FOR DOING?

A big stick

11. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE EYE COLOR? WHAT COLOR EYES DO YOU HAVE?

12. IF YOU COULD LIVE ANYWHERE WHERE WOULD YOU WANT TO LIVE?

13. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE DESSERT?

14. WHAT ARE YOUR FAVORITE SOUNDS?

15. WHAT MAKES YOU SMILE?

16. WHAT DO YOU COLLECT?

Ack! Wasn't YESTERDAY Friday??

I'm so confused. All day I was on Friday. That's why the blogs were so slow (I thought). I don't know how I manage to clearly be on ONE day, but at the very same time, keep assuming it's another. So *that's* why the kids had homework today! *sigh* Really, it explains so much.

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Thanks everyone, for doing the questions. If you can handle doing just 10 more, I'll post them later and leave them for the weekend. I love reading your answers!

Everyone have a great weekend!

*smooches*

Another 10 Questions

I guess as much as I have going on in my life right now, it's just not blogging material. What a waste! LOL. And there is so much, too. *sigh* Anyhow, I had fun reading your answers to the last questions, so here are some more. I think I still have another 10 to ask after this, too!

Edited to add ~ I was just sitting here at my computer desk, minding my own business, when I get an icky (icky!) feeling that someone is watching me. You know how you can "sense" a face near you sometimes? Well, sure enough, I look up and realize there IS a face right near me! My heart sank and I quit breathing for a moment, before I realized it was the mirror on my jewelery box! *sigh* Damn it. Stupid box.


1. WHAT IS YOUR OUTLET WHEN YOU NEED A BREAK?

2. WHAT ARE YOU GOING TO ACCOMPLISH BEFORE YOU DIE?

3. WHAT IS SOMETHING STRANGE YOU DO?

4. IF YOU HAD A SUPER POWER WHAT WOULD IT BE?

5. LAST THING YOU ATE?

6. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE SMELL?

7. WHAT IS THE FIRST THING YOU NOTICE ABOUT PEOPLE?

8. WHAT DO YOU THINK IS THE FIRST THING PEOPLE THINK ABOUT YOU?

9.WHAT ARE YOU ATTRACTED TO IN THE OPPOSITE SEX? (or the same sex)

10. WHAT'S ON YOUR MOUSE PAD?

Questions from an email

I have a lot going on this week, so I might not be here as much, but here are some questions I thought were fun, and would like to hear your answers. Pick a few if you can't do them all. I actually edited out about 30 more questions, and might add more later this week, in another post. I'll do my answers in the comments, after reading a few of yours.




1. WERE YOU NAMED AFTER ANYONE?

2. DO YOU LIKE YOUR NAME? WHAT WOULD YOU CHANGE IT TO?

3. WHAT ARE YOUR SNACKING TEMPTATIONS....WHAT ARE YOUR FAVORITE TREATS? CANDY ETC...?

4. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE SANDWICH? BE SPECIFIC?

5. IF YOU WERE ANOTHER PERSON WHO WOULD
YOU BE? WHY?

6. WOULD YOU BUNGEE JUMP? WHAT IS SOMETHING EXTREME YOU WOULD CONSIDER DOING?

7. WHAT WAS YOUR FAVORITE CEREAL AS A CHILD, AND NOW?

8. WHAT ARE YOU PET PEEVES?

9. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE ICE CREAM FLAVOR?

10. WHAT IS YOUR SHOE SIZE?

Thinking out loud

Edited to add~ Jen is sofa king cute!


I've been having so many random thoughts lately, and thought what better place to put them, than my blog? These are the things I think, but rarely (if ever) say aloud.

Who are these children and where did they come from? (lol) Truthfully, it's more of a feeling like, "what the heck? How on earth did I end up being responsible for other people?" I was standing in the bathroom, helping DD blow dry her hair (because apparently it is comparable to torture asking her to do this herself) when I realized that this person, who is practically the same size as me(!) thinks I am a grown up! Gah! This thought occurs to me often, when I am faced with decisions about them that I have no idea how to make. Why do people think I can raise other people? Who made me capable? Which brings me to my other thought:

Thank you, Mom. My mom is not my favorite person. We could not be more different (thank cod, lol). However, she deserves my gratitude and respect, because she did a hell of a job educating me. She taught me things I didn't even realize she was teaching, until I grew up and realized, "hey, mom showed me how to..." Every time I am about to pat myself on the back for making an outstanding parental decision (*grin*) I have to stop and take note that I learned it from her. Damnit.

Why could I not find the umbrella when it was raining, and why is it *right here* in plain sight, now?? I hate it when that happens. (rather random thought)

Why does my generation seem to give up on people and things so easily? My parents' generation believed in sticking it out, no matter what. Crappy job? Tough! Unhappy marriage? You made your bed! Sick/injured? Walk it off! Some call it "Old School", I guess. I believe in balance. I don't think they had it, and frankly, I don't think we do either. Not that I have any suggestions as to what the balance is, LOL. *sigh* I guess I am just disappointed in the instant gratification world we live in, and the intolerance for suffering (personally).
Just another thing on my mind.

Overshare? A poster recently started a thread on OT about people's need to put their personal stuff on the net. I was thinking about that, and realized how even as "motormouth", I'd hate to overshare. Obviously, "overshare" is relative, as I'm sure I am guilty of it myself, in other peoples opinions. The point is, I value my time on OT (and here) enough that even "anonymously", I would not want to ruin my, or any one else's comfort, by putting things out here that are too personal. At the same time, before this place (blogland) became the place it is now, it was meant to be the place for my personal stuff, and thoughts. I'm trying to find that balance. Nobody wants to be a downer, and known for giving TMI all the time, but at the same time, without some freedom to post those things, the point of this blog would be lost. I was grateful to the poster for starting the thread, because it motivated me to reflect on my own blog, and the reasons I started it. It has changed quite a bit in the last year or so, and I have enjoyed it very much. Regardless of what it started as, and what it is now, I am grateful to have it, and all of you, as friends.

So, your turn. Anything you've been thinking lately, but haven't said?

p.s. I added one or two new pics of my nephew over there --->

Maybelline?

So far, two peeps suggested Maybelline, which funnily (one of those words that aren't actually words, I think) enough, I already use Maybelline. I have the Intense Volume kind. I liked it before, but lately, it seems to be clumpier. Jen suggested wiping some off, which a friend taught me to do a long time ago, but this time, it doesn't work. I always have to do my makeup with a tissue handy so I can manually wipe off any extra mascara, myself. So if anyone has tried something a little less mainstream, and liked it, please let me know. Otherwise I'll try the kind Jen uses, and see if I like that.

In other news, we have had some gorgeous weather here lately! I have a feeling it will come with a price. Spoiling us, and then disappearing again. :( I'll try to add some pics of my nephew, from the nature walk we took earlier today. Lately, my whole family likes to go out on it together, which has been really nice.

Lastly, I *did* finally respond to your comments on my last entry. I've been not around as much during the day, when the blogs are active, so I apologize for updating, and then disappearing. :( I'll work on that.

And with that, I officially end the most boring update, ever. *smooch*

Channeling Coco?

Today I went to a elementary school production of the play Grease. I took the kids with me, and wasn't really expecting much (being that it *was* a grade school show) but WOW! I was impressed! These were some very talented kids. The reason I went at all is because my "friend" Jennifer has a little sister (my kids age, around 11) who loves me (*grin*) and invited me. I didn't want what happened between Jenn and I to affect this girls play. She played Rizzo. I can't say I wasn't a little bit partial, but I have to say, she kicked serious ass! Her singing was by far the best, and she nailed the sassy role perfectly! I really enjoyed it.

Oh, and um, here's my confession. (this is where I could totally relate to Coco and her Harry Potter thing) When the orchestra came out, I immediately noticed one young man who was wearing a black suit, white shirt and a skinny black tie, done loosely with his top button undone, and wearing a fedora. He was *dead on* Heath Ledger in 10 Things I Hate About You. Dead on. I couldn't take my eyes off him. I started to convince myself that he was NOT a student, but instead, a very young looking legal addition to the otherwise school-aged band. Dead on Heath Ledger. *sigh* So once my friends knew I was crushing on him, they decided to find out his age. Turns out he was 17. *bigger sigh* I cannot believe that for the first time in my life, I could finally understand how some people end up in jail! LOL, ok seriously, I would not have touched him. I doubt he even shaves yet. But damnit, he was Heath Ledger!!! I have a thing for bone structure. I notice it. Before things like eyes and lips stand out to me, I know if I am attracted based on the bone structure. Odd, maybe. *shrug* Anyhow, there is one particular facial bone structure that gets me every time. This kid had the perfect cheek bones, jaw line and nose. Poor kid has no idea that there was a dirty old woman in the audience, thinking all sorts of naughty things about him.

FTR, once I knew his age, I refrained from watching him. There was no way I could sit there having such thoughts, while knowing he was still a boy.

Once I decided to blog about him, I wondered how odd it would sound that I fall for bone structure, before other attributes. What do you fall for first?
Do you notice facial features, like the eyes and mouth? The hair? Are there some things you could not care less about? Like, "hey, as long as he/she has this, who cares if he/she doesn't have this..." kinda thing? Just curious.

edited to add~ (&^%^*@$$!!!! I just peeked at the Amazing Race spoilers forum and saw who went home. :( Maybe someone else can come and yell the word that I want to, but can't bring myself to say...

^%$&&#!!!

A few more pics and a mascara question

Ok, here are some more of my vacation pics. I might even have a couple more, after I get the ones my aunt took. She's a photographer, and bound to have better ones. I tried to get another one from the Madonna Inn on here, but blogger wouldn't let me. Sorry Puffy!

BTW, I'm still using old blogger! Ha! Take THAT new blogger! :P

Anyhow, before I continue with the pictures, I need some mascara advice, and I guess I'm too lazy to dig around OT and see what the old girlie threads say. I need some new mascara and just want to find something that doesn't freakin' clump! What have you found that's good? I don't need waterproof, in case that makes a difference.

This is one of my favorite pictures. It's my dad, and three of his grandkids (including my two). We were all on the yard, watching the kids make a sand castle, and my dad was laughing at the kids because they kept coming up to the yard for water (as opposed to using the ocean). So I challenged him to go down there himself and show them how to do it. The next thing we knew, they were all playing in the water. Here, they are waiting for the wave, so they can then turn and run away from it. Pretty soon, my dad was having his fun by pushing the kids down, and getting them (and their clothes) wet!



Pretty soon, my cousin Kelsey decided that Uncle Mike had been a bully for too long, and she thought maybe she'd push him down! This is when the fun really started (for us, watching from the yard). *grin*

By the time this picture was taken, my dad had gotten Kelsey down, and she was determined to bring him down.



As you can see here, she did. Of course, he managed to take her down with him. I'm pretty sure my mom peed her pants when she saw this happen. I choked on my coffee (it was still early in the morning!). This might have been the best laugh we had all weekend. When my dad came up for air, a huge wave crashed over him. He was soaked worse than any of the kids.

Ok, here we have some guy in the men's room at the Madonna Inn. This is a picture of the urinal. It's a rock wall, and as someone stands there, a motion activated waterfall comes on, where the men 'do their business'. Ok really, it's my brother, and he is *not* actually doing anything here. The other (smaller) guy is my DS. Here is a link to see more of the urinal.

This is a dining room there. Apparently, Mrs. Madonna loved pink. Everything is pink.

This is a picture of the ladies room. Not quite as "must see" as the men's room, but very pretty and elaborate, I thought. This picture really does not do it justice.

Here is a picture from the Elephant Seal Vista Point, in Cambria, if I recall correctly. It was so cool too see them all just laying out on the beach. We could have gone down to them, but it was recommended that we stay up high, where it was safer.

Not so cute really. Almost like giant slugs. Still, fascinating to watch (even though they hardly moved, lol!).

Back from a LONG weekend! :)

What did I miss? I feel like I've been gone forever. How is everyone?

I decided on the spur of the moment to go to Cayucos for the weekend, where my parents were spending a few days with my aunt and uncle, who have access to a home there every year, for about a week. Cayucos is near Morro Bay, which is just north of San Luis Obispo. It was a four hour drive, easily. My brother decided to take his kids along, too. It was just us, since my DH had to work. We surprised my parents, which was fun. Here's some pics we got while there;




This is a picture of the 'Morro Bay Rock' (the biggest one in the back). I took it from the beach at the house. The smaller rock in the foreground provided hours of entertainment for the kids. When the tide was low, they found starfish, crabs, and all other kinds of tidepool life, there.





Here's the four of them, playing in the water. I? Was on the lawn with binoculars looking for (go ahead and guess.....) sharks! Amazing how much ocean ducks can look like shark fins. *grin*

One of the gorgeous sunsets. On this night, we had a seal swimming right along the shore.

Daytime shot in the opposite direction (away from Morro Bay). It was a quiet beach.

Ahhh, yes. Here is me, at my best. *rolls eyes* This was taken on the pier in Cayucos, where we met a shark fisherman. He caught several recently, one as big as 7 feet long!!! He said some out there were 10 feet. In the background, you can see the big rock that is near our beach, which means we were dangerously close to them!

This pic was taken from the yard, looking down at the beach. You can see how high up we were, and all the steps everyone has to go down, to get to the beach.

There is so much to share about this trip, including more pictures from Hearst Castle and the Madonna Inn, which I'll try to add later. We saw Elephant seals, dolphins and seals while there. The kids had a blast. I ended up staying two days longer than I had planned on, letting the kids miss school, even! *bad mom*

*jumps on bandwagon*

I know I'm late to the test party, but what the heck? Here's my test. I think it's pretty easy, but we'll see I guess. *smile*

Also, I'm adding a picture of the "I'm sorry" basket that Jennifer sent home to me with my brother (who saw her husband yesterday). She put everything she knew I liked in it, my gum, a giant bottle of Malibu (Doh! This gives you a free point on the test, LOL!), some Blow Pops, some bath thingys, and a giant cat blanket she "made" for me. There's also a Panera gift card and an apology card. I just thought it was funny, and wanted to share it with you guys.







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Updating just to update

Well, it's not that I have tons to update about, it's more that I don't wanna leave the other post there anymore. There is not much to update on about Jennifer right now. I've emailed her a couple times, but it was very surface, other than the main one telling her how upset I was. She hasn't called me, and she won't. She's waiting for me to come around. I'm leaning towards chalking this whole thing up to bad judgment, and giving her another chance. Perhaps that is *my* bad judgment. I don't know yet. We have a lot of mutual friends, and burning that bridge completely would be very difficult. I might prefer just keeping her at arms length for now. I cannot thank you all enough for the comments you've left. They have all been very helpful to me, and have meant a lot.

In other news, I bought some new sunglasses today. I have the hardest time finding the right pair. I was wondering how many of my blog friends are the peeps who buy the giant, movie star looking sunglasses...? The kind that you used to only see on Mary-Kate Olsen and Jessica Simpson. I have one pair of those myself, though a little smaller than the ones I'm referring to, and I like them when I'm driving. Can you drive without sunglasses? Some people do all the time. I can't even leave the house without them. I hate the kind that have those little clear things that rest on your nose, because a) they leave little red marks on the sides of your nose, and b) they get caught in your hair when you push them up on top your head. Any one else have that problem?
I also have a hard time finding ones that don't fall off my face when I look down. That is one of my major pet peeves. I'd almost rather not wear glasses than have to worry about that.

Wow, that was an exciting topic worth updating about! *grin* When I have some more time, I'll have to try doing one of the tests that so many others have done. It looks fun.