Shots @ MindSay

It isn't coincidence that a rat bit me and it is the year of the rat. That is just creepy. Then, I told my mother that it was the year of the rat, and she said something like "I know, I was born in the year of the rat (1948), maybe I was trying to tell you something".

She's no dumby. She is ALWAYS trying to tell me something. I'm a dog, so maybe the rat was trying to attack me with the hopes of me being a canine. I'm not sure, though.

I wish people would stop asking me how I got bit by the son of a bitch. I feel like they want me to say "Well, I was rummaging through the BFI thing because I was hungry and......." , or "I thought it would be fun if I took a stick and stuck it in the sewer to see if anything would latch on, and sure enough...".

I mean, lay off me, I feel dirty enough as it is with the humidity.

After that week two weeks ago, I was ready to freaking snap on anyone and everyone!  I even called Randy this past week and said your turn to plan date night and it is going to be after Father's Day!

 

We called our instructor at TKD and I gave him the low down on why I have been so stressed and he said no problem, we set up a couple private instruction times for this next week on top of our normal class times just so we can get caught up.  I am okay with that.

 

DeLaney had a play date last week.  Her lil friend's mom and I don't totally agree on a lot of things but we agree not to hold that against the girls.  Randy and I have to sit down every time that DeLaney is with that lil girl and explain some things to her that they do and why we don't.  But I had to have some words with her friend's mom about men and kids and how she will NOT be poisning MY Daughter's head against her dad or any other man because she is having issues with her current hubby and is going through a divorce.  The girls have one major thing in common concerning their dads.  They both work on the road.  And that is where the similarity ends.  Randy is very logical and is a non practicing Lutheran that is slowly starting to go through my various religious and spiritual books and is questioning both my moms and myself on things.  Laney's lil friend's dad is a fluff ball wiccan wonder.  Randy makes a point in calling his kids and myself EVERY NIGHT he is on the road, even if it is for only one night he is gone.  Laney's lil friend's dad doesn't even bother calling his daughter when he is gone and he is gone for 6 months to a year at a time for a job!  Might only come home for the weekend once a month!  When he is home he buys Laney's lil friend off and makes it a competition between him and his soon to be ex wife.  Randy doesn't buy his kids' affection.  He spends time with them even when he is tired!

 

Anyway the reason why I am so ReEnergized, we got invited down to the RiverFront Day's Dance Friday night by some of our friends!  My parents took the kids for the night and over night so Randy and I could go out.  Well Randy and my friend's ol man had to work the next day so they maintained.  My friend and I said screw it!  Her in laws had her kids over night, my parents had our kids over night, other friends that showed up managed to talk their parents into keeping their kids over night and we had a blast!  We left our friend's house about 9:30 pm and went to go get gas.  Where we laughed our assess off!  Some chicy babe at the gas station was already ripped by quarter till 10!  She ended up leaning out of a duel diesel big ass truck to blow chunks in front of the county cop no less!  My girl then got hit on by that same county cop while paying for the gas!:P  We went over to the Bottle Shop and got beer and ice for the cooler and toook a cruse down by the dance to see if anyone was there, NOPE!  So then we headed down to the marina so we could see who was there.

 

We decieded to walk in and have a beer down at the Marina Bar.  Nothing but out of staters, ppl from Omaha and the Bluffs, and ol ppl coming in from the river.  The guys each had one beer.  My girl and I don't like beer and knew that is what we were pretty much stuck drinking Friday night so we guzzled two down at the marina to get that nasty ass taste out of our mouth.  Then we drove back up to the main street and hit the bar!  The bar was jumping!  We didn't get very far from the door it was so packed.  But that is okay we had a grand blast (us girls) talking to everyone coming and going from the bar.  Saw one of our friends' from higschool brothers there!  That was a trip!  He is older then my cousin who is older then my sister!  And here he is trying to hang with the young bucks!  Then we turned around to help out a friend of my friend who was being hit on by some drunk young buck straight out of highschool and saw "The Smurf and Torpedo Tits" from highschool!  Two girls that are 4 years older then us and thought their shit didn't stink.  Smurf is married to a guy from my brother's class who stands 6'3 and that bitch only stands 5'2!  Talk about your odd couples!  They weren't to happy seeing us there laughing at them!  Especially knowing the fact we know they are two elementry school teachers and ten to one some of their school kids' parents were at the bar drinking up also!  They stopped to talk to us because they knew we know more ppl than they did down there and Smurf's hubby was drunk off his ass really trying to talk to me about my brother!  Our hubby's were just sitting at the bar trying not to go to sleep on us and chatting with various guys they knew or worked with off and on.  I got Randy to do a Jager Bomb with me.  We decieded it was time to hit the dance and the beer garden when one of our other friends FINALLY showed up!

 

So we get to the dance, and of course it is one of the local bands that ruines every fucking song they attempt to sing or play, so we went on out to the beer garden where we promptly ran back into our friend's brother.  Laughed our asses off at our friends' ex sister in law who was getting rubbed up on by ol men and nasty looking men showing off her fake titties that she got in an attempt to keep his brother from divorcing her!  Nobody would do a shot with me so I talked my friend's brother into doing one.  Then I had some dude buy me another shot thinking I would go down with back to back shots with all that beer in me already, suprise.  That fucker took two steps from the beer garden and went down hard!  I laughed and went back to our group.  My girls were laughign and said when are ppl going to realize that when you drink you drink!  Randy was suprised at hell because he was trying to keep track of how much I was haivng because he has NEVER seen me drunk until Friday night! 

 

All we did was talk, a couple of dances with our men, go to the bathroom,a nd drink!  It was a blast!  We walked out of the dance about 1 and straight into a line of county cops and town cops waiting for the drunks to stagger out.  We lost my girl back in the dance cause she got to talking!  Her ol man went back into get her and Randy and I sat outside and talked to the cops!  I promptly took my shoes, my earings, and my necklace off.  Oh by the way you should have seen me!  I was looking HOT!  I had short black figure hugging capries on, a pair of heeled black slip on sandles, a brand new yellow, orange, and balck halter type top that showed off the tat tats (which I promptly made sure to say loud enough to my girls ex sister in law were REAL and NOT fake when my girl said loud enough boy you sure have big tat tats to be holding that top up!-were bad and catty I know!)  and I bought matching yellow big hooped earings and a black and yellow necklace to go with the outfit!  We finally got going back to our friends' house when he found his wife and he chitted up the cops a lil bit.  Thank GODS that the men were stone sober and just maintained their drinking while us girls got ripped! 

 

We took back country roads home and that is where I fully admit to saying I lost my cookies!  Mixing all thsoe shots with beer and then hitting back country roads so the guys could have a couple of beers on the way home.  Up and down, curves up and down on bluff roads with two very drunk ppl in the car is not a mix to make!  My girl was laughing her ass off at me and laughed even harder when I mangaded to say  "Hell at least I am not blowing chunks! It is straight up booze and beer!"  They guys were laughing just as hard because Randy still can't believe I was that drunk and I was still very coherant to remember everything!  Well I got the last laugh Saturday at 8 am when my girl woke me up!  She admitted to loosing her cookies after she went to bed at 2!  I was flopped down on my bed at 1:30!

 

We felt bad and fully admit we own our men big time!  They worked 12 hours Friday, came home and took us out to the dance and turned around and got up at 5am after going to bed at 2 am!  My girl had to pick up her youngest at her inlaws by 9:30 and I had to go pick up my kids sometime in the morning from my parents.  Well we did that and low and behold my parents took off with my kids!  So we went to my house with her lil girl and while I was picking up they sat back and relaxed!  I called my folks to find out when they were going to be home and after they got home, we grabbed my kids and headed back down to River Front Days!

 

We watched the parade and laughed our assess off at her brother in law's ex wife (the one with the fake tat tats!) because she thinks she is soooooooo cute and she cant' even wear decent clothes and her ass crack was showing all day.  Me and my girl are big girls but we have some class and know how to show our curves off properally!  And again we did.  We kept getting hit on all day long!  plus ppl were trying to steal my cowboy hat!  Yes I was wearing a cowboy hat!  A black straw one with a skull and cross bones on it!  Our four kids know how to work parades, they all had huge bags of candy which we promptly put away after the parade in the van.  Then we bought all 4 of them wrist bands to hit the street carnavale and let the 3 oldest go off by themselves while my girl took her lil girl around and I hit the store for bottles of water and motrin to work off our booze headaches! 

 

It was great.  Once I talked to a few ppl making my way back to my girla nd her lil girl, we found out the bar we were at last night was giving free BBQ Beef Sandwiches away from one of my girl's aunties.  So we went in and loaded up for us and the kdis.  Then her hubby showed up and let me know my ol man was home napping!:D  We loaded her man up on a plate and made our way back through the carnaval!  My kids and I finally made it home about 3:30, where Randy was sleeping on the couch!  I set the kids up outside in their lil pool and the phone.  Told them if they needed anything to come up to my room and wake me up and I promptly laid down on the bed for a tw hour nap!

 

Amazing what a weekend out will do for a person!  Today after my Moms gets back with the rug rats from Mass, the kids and I are treating Pappo and Daddy out to a nice Brunch for Daddy's day. 

 

Hope all the Dad's have a great Daddy's Day!  Same with the single Mom's out there!  Have a great Daddy's Day if you are also Daddy!:D

So, my birthday went pretty well over all until the party was crashed by our house guest's early return from Nashville. Oh well, before she showed up it was glorious. Although Donna and Perry had to cancel coming because Donna was sick, and Wyatt forgot it was that day and, well, dabbled in the recreational hooha and wasn't in any state to leave the house. Not exactly surprising, but indeed a bit disappointing.
Anyway, Greg got me some rad stuff. A diamond-tip scribe for printmaking (the diamond tip is supposed to get fine lines and never dull), a 4 pack of various sketchbooks, and a bar of exfoliating oatmeal soap. Lovely. Paula got me "Paris, Je T'aime" (DVD - quite good, I might add), "Let It Die" by Feist (absolutely fabulous; absolutely addictive), a multi pack of glow-stick bracelets (quite fun), and a book on Van Gogh. Kyle got me a Barnes and Noble and a Best Buy gift card, and Laken got me two books - 99 Ways to Cut, Sew, Tie & Rock Your Scarf, and 99 Ways to Cut, Sew, Trim, and Tie Your T-Shirt into Something Special.
Also, Greg said that the dress I was wearing would, "make men like a biscuit in your hands." Hah, how he kills me. I love him.
If you want to see a few bday pics (alas, we failed to take one of me. Imagine that), let me know and I'll share the album link with you.

Tuesday Ariel came down and spent the night. We (she, myself, and Laken) stayed up late talking, looking at photos, books, etc. All very fun. The next day we went to JC and had japanese at Moto then over to campus where we ran into Donna and spent 4 HOURS talking. Wooow. Hopefully the 4 of us (Donna, Laken, Mama, and myself) can get together for lunch sometime next week.

Thursday we kicked Suzanna (house guest) out. The plan had been for her to live with us over the summer, free of rent and utility charges, in exchange for help around the house, contribution to food bills, and of course with the expectation that she would get a job in Gville for the summer. After one month we found ourselves with money even tighter than usual, our house guest spending her days sleeping 'til noon then lying around the house chowing down on our food while watching tv, and without a job at that. And so, because she failed to live up to her end of the bargain (and seemed to think we were her maids, cooks, providers-of-food, and taxi service--without an offer for gas money, at that!), we terminated ours. Ever since she's left we've all been able to breathe so much easier.

Today I went to the doctor after developing a dry cough and discolored mucus in addition to my preexisting allergies. Apparently what I suffer from is allergic rhinitis (Hay fever). In addition to this, I have developed a touch of bronchitis. So, a shot of steroid in the hip, a dose of 4-day prescription z-pack, and a dose of Clarinex (same as Claritin) later and my nose is still retarded but my eyes are no longer begging me to claw them out. So, there are some minor improvements. Anyway, Dr. whats-his-name informed me that the best approach to hay fever is Claritin once and day along with a daily snort of Nasonex (something he also gave me a sample of). I'm a bit apprehensive about the Nasonex...just because things of that sort have been found addictive. So, I may try to forgo it if I can stand to. But anyway, hopefully the Claritin will prove to be a better medication than Benedryl, which caused me to sleep more than I was awake.

Oh, and I forgot to mention, we've a new girl at work. Well, two new ones, actually...though one has been there slightly longer. The latter is Kayla, a bleach-blond highschooler with as much intelligence as a handful of dust. Her work ethic leaves something to desire as well. The only reason she still has a job after days of work-less work is because she's related to the manager. Gotta love Subway politics, eh? Anyway, the second (newer) girl is Ashley, a dark-framed glasses wearing, impressively intelligent-for-her-age highschooler who, after 2 days, proves to have a pleasing work ethic and a personality, to boot. Also, she bears a slight resemblance to Ingrid Michaelson, though her hair is not redish and her eyes are blue, not brown.

Anyway, I'll leave you for the night with some lyrics off of the Let It Die album (something you really ought to check out if [1] you've not yet done so, [2] you like good lyrics, and/or [3] songs with a 1970'esque beat are in any way appealing to your musical tastes):


P.S. There's something rather attractive about John Steed of the 1961 – 1969 show, The Avengers. Yes, I realize he (at the time) would have been more than twice my age and he's not what most would consider "hot," but he's got an excellent persona on the show...and that bowler hat and english accent come close to giving the "lesser" Wilson a run for his money.

Take a look at this shop that sells merchandise for the NJ Coalition for Vaccination Choice. I set up the shop last night and the designs are all original. The prices aren't marked up at all - they are the base prices for the products determined by cafe press.

 

http://www.cafepress.com/vaxchoice

 

I ordered the pink t-shirt and the bumper sticker today. Can't wait to get them.

Now, here’s a great quote from Dr. Fuhrman on all this insanity. Enjoy:

It seems that lawmakers do not understand that freedom should include freedom from forced medications for ourselves and our children. The fact that we grant religions the right to do anything, but if not under a religious umbrella, those with strong science-based, philosophical-based or strong-personal belief get no such rights, I think this is unconscionable.

Especially when we are talking about vaccines with their known dangerous side-effects and potential unknown negative effects down the road. Here in New Jersey, home of the drug industry, we have no rights for personal medical savings accounts, no rights to purchase catastrophic health insurance, and no rights to refuse mandatory vaccinations. The drug companies hold the politicians in their financial pockets. People are led to believe in drugs and the exaggerated benefits of medical care and they do; the new religion in America—In Drugs We Trust.