Thursday, May 27, 2010

Uncle Sam needs your help...

I was listening to a story on NPR and found it very interesting....

If you would like to help Uncle Sam pay down the US national debt, click here.

Tuesday, May 25, 2010

OKAY! I lied...I'm 40!! So, sue me!

It takes a lot to render me speechless....

but the pictures below have succeeded!!

Charmed's pet peeves...

** When I finally get my radio tuned to NPR with NO STATIC and then I roll back to my desk and then there is static. WTF??????????

** When I am at someone else's desk at work and I need to borrow a paper clip and they are 'one of those' that likes to connect all of their paper clips. So when you try to pull one out of the little magnetic holder....23 also come out with the one you chose.

** Why don't bottle's of dish washing liquid for the dishwasher don't tell you how many loads of dishes the bottle will clean? I would really like to know this, so I can compare the bottle to the little square thingys....

** When I ask my teenage daughter to fold a load of laundry and she half asses and only folds about 2/3 of it. She usually leaves a couple pieces of clothes and some socks, and she never returns the clothes basket to the laundry room. WHY??????????

** When I grocery shop at Wal-Mart because they really do save me money...but then when it is time to check out, they only have 3 of the 56 registers open!

** When you are greeted by a hairball your daughters 'cute little cat' pukes up every day upon arriving home from work.

Day 35....

Fuck the what B.P.?????????????????????

Thank goodness Jack isn't spending all his time with that silly 24 show anymore, cause I believe he is the only one who is going to be able to clean up this holy mess!!

Monday, May 24, 2010

Thank you Dawna!!

My blogger friend Dawna @ The Chronicles of a Housewife has given me a blog award!

Thank you!!

I love blog awards!!

Now on to the housekeeping.... (which I will have to come back to later tonight....sorry)

The rules...

1. Thank the person who gave you this award

2. Share 7 things about yourself.

3. Pass the award along to 15 bloggers who you have recently discovered and who you think are fantastic! (in no particular order...)

4. Contact the bloggers you've picked and let them know about the award.


PS...get your button by right-clicking on the badge and save it to your computer. Use your usual pic hosting site to make it happen! Wear this badge proud!!

Poor Dora...

her and Boots only traveled to Arizona to tape a show of Dora the Explorer...


I'm driving to work this morning and I pass this truck on the interstate....

I have to say, that is the cutest little bimbo I have EVER seen!

Friday, May 21, 2010

The house that built me...

I love this new song by Miranda Lambert. Isn't it funny how a song can bring up so many memories and tell a story that could relate to so many people...

When I was engaged to my ex, my parents were building a house and selling the house my brothers and I grew up in. We talked about it and decided we would buy my parents house. I was so happy my childhood home would stay in the family. I really wasn't ready to let go of all the memories we had made in our house. It was also nice if something was broken or if we needed help fixing something I could just call my dad and he was familiar with the house he had lived in for 21 years.

I loved that old house. I brought my new babies home from the hospital to the house my parents brought their children home too. I put my girls on the school bus in the same driveway my brothers and I stood in many years before. My oldest daughter slept in the same bedroom that was mine while I was growing up. We would plant a garden every spring in the same patch of yard as my Dad many springs before. I would hang clothes on our clothes line to dry, the same way Mom had while we were little.

Thinking back now, I think I believed the house had some magical powers and would keep my ex and I together. It was always a happy place for my parents, so why would it not be a happy place for us?

It's a scary thing how the house that built you can also be the house that holds memories of smothering you, tearing you down and the end of a marriage.

I am happy to say four years later, My girls and I are building new memories and we have a wonderful new man in our lives, Dunnski. We have a new home, and our girls have a happy home that is building them everyday into the wonderful women they will become.

tee hee!

Oh Noes!!

Looks like my favorite trio will soon become a duo!

Oh well, Charles and Hillary were always lead vocals, I think they will be just fine. They are magic together.

Wednesday, May 19, 2010

Hell yeah!!

Sometimes I just want to give the world the finger. To tell everyone to back the fuck off. I'm not the type of person who normally asks people to justify their actions to me. If someone asks for help, I will usually just help, with no questions asked. It really bugs the crap out of me when I am asked to justify my actions or thinking. Why?? Because, I am an adult. I am NOT a crack whore. I am NOT a thief. I am NOT a lazy bum.

And while I am on really bugs the holy crap out of me when someone tells you they will do something, and then they end up doing the opposite. Or they tell you they will help you with a project at work, and then are too busy. Or your ex is going to take your kids to a meeting....then doesn't. WTF????? If you say you will do something, then reach down and grab them and DO IT!!!!!!!!

Sunday, May 09, 2010

Before I was a Mom

Before I was a Mom...

I never tripped over toys or forgot words to a lullaby.
I didn’t worry whether or not my plants were poisonous.
I never thought about immunizations.

Before I was a Mom, I had never been puked on.
Pooped on. Chewed on. Peed on.
I had complete control of my mind and my thoughts.
I slept all night.

Before I was a Mom, I never held down a screaming child so doctors could do tests. Or give shots.
I never looked into teary eyes and cried.
I never got gloriously happy over a simple grin.
I never sat up late hours at night watching a baby sleep.

Before I was a Mom,
I never held a sleeping baby just because I didn’t want to put her down.
I never felt my heart break into a million pieces when I couldn’t stop the hurt.
I never knew that something so small could affect my life so much.
I never knew that I could love someone so much.
I never knew I would love being a Mom.

Before I was a Mom,
I didn’t know the feeling of having my heart outside my body..
I didn’t know how special it could feel to feed a hungry baby.
I didn’t know that bond between a mother and her child.
I didn’t know that something so small could make me feel so important.

Before I was a Mom,
I had never gotten up in the middle of the night
every 10 minutes to make sure all was okay.
I had never known the warmth, the joy, the love,
the heartache, the wonderment or the satisfaction of being a Mom.
I didn’t know I was capable of feeling so much,
before I was a Mom.

Happy Mother's Day to every Mom!!

Wednesday, May 05, 2010

And I seriously wonder why my ass is so big?!?!?!

I was in Big Lots (one of my favorite stores) on Saturday and I found these little French cookies, Noir Extreme.

I have to say these are the best damn French cookies I have ever eaten!

I can't even begin to explain how good these little boogers are...

They are sold on Amazon, but are currently out of stock. I found them here, if you would like to order a few boxes. You won't be disappointed.


What has happened to our country?


1. to irritate, annoy, or anger; cause resentful displeasure in
2. to affect disagreeably
3. to violate or transgress
4. to hurt or cause pain

I really enjoy listening to NPR, but on occasion they report stories that make my skin crawl. And, being an American citizen, I can change my radio station until the story ends. I have never felt the need to boycott my local NPR station because I have been offended.

So, my ranting begins...............

Last night on the way home, NPR played this story: Wisconsin Law Targets Race-Based Mascots. The story is centered around persons who are offended by school mascots.

School mascots. School mascots!! Really? My daughters (and I, back in the 70's) attended an elementary school where the mascot was the Braves, and the mascot was the cutest little Indian boy you had ever seen. I went to the schools website while typing this post, the Indian boy has been removed from the site and the word "Brave" is used very few times to describe the student body. Sad, very sad. Where do you draw the line? BEHS, where I, and my daughter now attends HS, has the 'Chargers', a horse for their mascot. And my youngest daughters new school is the PGES Dolphins. What is to say that someone isn't offended that we are 'violating' the rights of animals that cannot speak for themselves??? OMG!!! I need a nerve pill, or maybe 3 or 4 nerve pills. Stupid people really get on my nerves!!

In high school, Mr. Howard did a wonderful job teaching my class Civics at Bullitt East High, way back in 1986. I attended college where I learned about the United States governing bodies and it's laws. If there is one thing I learned from both of these settings:

"The First Amendment simply doesn't provide any of us with a right not to be offended."

When did Americans become such pansy wansies that we cannot just disagree with another person or groups views and call it a day? When did Americans call it upon themselves to take every issue they feel wronged by and make a spectacle out of it and themselves? When did we Americans become so thin skinned?

It really makes me sick and angry. I was listening to THIS STORY on NPR this morning on our way to work. Ms. Gaylor is upset and offended that she is being told by the government that she must pray today, on this National Day of Prayer. Now, I would like to ask Ms Gaylor. If you chose not to pray...will you be arrested? Will you taken out into the streets and stoned to death? Will you be raped and beaten? Will you be jailed and tortured until you are forced to pray in front of your captors?

I don't think so, because, Ms. Gaylor, you and I live in America, the home of the Brave and the Free. Not the lilly livered and the whiny assed! Now shut the fuck up and sit in your house with your thumb stuck up your ass and do whatever it is you do all day and don't pray today and everyone will be happy.

Tuesday, May 04, 2010

A lost pic from the Charmed/Dunnski Wedding...

Awww.....Didn't my hair look AWESOME!!!!

Congrats Tom!

Tom Colicchio, chef and host of Top Chef, was named the nation's top chef Monday by the James Beard Foundation.

For those of you that don't know...Tom and I are like this...

Dunnski and I had the privilege of dining at Tom's Craft Restaurant in L.A. last summer and I left a comment card on one of Tom's dishes and I have been receiving cards from Tom (well, cards sent from the restaurant advertising specials and so on...) But when I read them, I pretend they are from Tom.

Don't judge me!! A girl can dream, can't she!?!?


This story is so disgusting... I can't believe I am repeating it: A Chinese man died after a drunken prank from friends ended with an eel in his rectum. THERE....I SAID IT!!!

A 59 year-old chef was partying with friends as he normally might. He passed out drunk, expecting to wake up with nothing worse than the usual hangover.

But his friends allegedly had something special planned: they shoved a 20-inch long Asian eel into the man’s anus.

After eventually bringing the man to the hospital (it’s unclear how long it took), the man was pronounced dead by a team of doctors in Sichuan, China. After performing an autopsy, they found the lengthy eel inside of the man. Cause of death was found to be the eel ate the man’s bowels in their entirety.

I know...go ahead and throw will feel better, trust me...