Sunday, October 17, 2010
RIP Barbara Billingsley
I wasn't even born when Leave it to Beaver made it's first run, but I did see the re-runs. Loved her in Airplane, and the few interviews I saw her in showed me a classy lady. She lived a good, long life and left us some of her sense of humor.
Wednesday, October 13, 2010
These Little Bastards....
will survive a nuclear war, like fucking cock roaches. Started lice treatment at 7am. Now we are taking a break from the nitpicking, and I've found three live lice thus far. That's SINCE the treatment with the chemicals that are supposed to KILL the bastards.I've managed to chase the mothers down and slay them, but I'm wondering if I will need to do a second treatment. Or I may just skip chemicals all together and go straight for the mayo...generic this time, since I love my Blue Plate.
I have to say that, unlike my eldest daughter, my youngest has been most patient. She's a great kid, both of them are, but my eldest isn't known for her patience.
Mike is off to the pet store to get a flea comb, since the one that came in the treatment box isn't fine toothed enough and I don't want to be literally picking the suckers out by hand...that would take forever.
I have to say that, unlike my eldest daughter, my youngest has been most patient. She's a great kid, both of them are, but my eldest isn't known for her patience.
Mike is off to the pet store to get a flea comb, since the one that came in the treatment box isn't fine toothed enough and I don't want to be literally picking the suckers out by hand...that would take forever.
The Rescue of the Miners....
I haven't been this enthralled since 9/11..thankfully this outcome better, so far. I can't imagine what it must have been like for these men, as claustrophobic as I am, I'd have gone barking mad on about day 2. Actually, I wouldn't have gone down there in the first place.
If only the talking heads would shut up and let us just enjoy the whole scene, with minimal talk and minimal trotting out of "experts" telling us the obvious.
What I really think is cool, is the fact that the Chilean President and the First Lady haven't left the rescue since it began. They have been there to greet every single miner rescued thus far, including the lone miner from Bolivia, each man getting a bear hug from not only the President and his lady.
At any rate, I am happy that these men are coming out well before the projected Christmas date. I look at the faces of their wives and see the excitement and a little fear in their eyes. I, as the future wife of a cop, can understand (to a certain extent) their relief that their husbands are back home and safe. I don't obscess over his going to work every day, but I know that it can suddenly go to shit, so it's a new happiness for me every night when he comes through the front door safe and sound. And just because they are out of the mine, doesn't mean that their ordeal is over. I'm sure that there will be long lasting side effects from this; like PTSD and other things, so I will still have these men and their families in my prayers.
But today, as a fellow human being, am a happy, happy gal!
From Yahoo News
Michelle Malkin: Celebrating American Greatness & Pics From Inside
An Estimated 1 BILLION Watching the Rescue
If only the talking heads would shut up and let us just enjoy the whole scene, with minimal talk and minimal trotting out of "experts" telling us the obvious.
What I really think is cool, is the fact that the Chilean President and the First Lady haven't left the rescue since it began. They have been there to greet every single miner rescued thus far, including the lone miner from Bolivia, each man getting a bear hug from not only the President and his lady.
At any rate, I am happy that these men are coming out well before the projected Christmas date. I look at the faces of their wives and see the excitement and a little fear in their eyes. I, as the future wife of a cop, can understand (to a certain extent) their relief that their husbands are back home and safe. I don't obscess over his going to work every day, but I know that it can suddenly go to shit, so it's a new happiness for me every night when he comes through the front door safe and sound. And just because they are out of the mine, doesn't mean that their ordeal is over. I'm sure that there will be long lasting side effects from this; like PTSD and other things, so I will still have these men and their families in my prayers.
But today, as a fellow human being, am a happy, happy gal!
From Yahoo News
Michelle Malkin: Celebrating American Greatness & Pics From Inside
An Estimated 1 BILLION Watching the Rescue
Tuesday, October 12, 2010
Tuesday Round-up
Took the last few days off,so this is a catch-up. The Saints lost to the Cardinals, I knew that the defending Super Bowl champions would have a target on their backs, and the absence of Reggie Bush and Pierre Thomas shows. Also, Drew Brees totally had an off night, and you can't do that in this game; especially if you want a "TwoDat", and I want one! I'm still ticked off that Hartley missed that field goal, thus assuring us the victory over Atlanta. Maybe my voodoo doll needs bigger pins?
I made the doll, and it's in it's shadow box awaiting the paining of the powder room, where he will reside along with fleur du lis and other Saints booster stuff. I love my boys! Did you know that Spanish Moss is a pain in the ass to work with?
Speaking of houses, we are having the interior repainted, hopefully next week, and I will be posting before and after pics.
Your daily Rush worship pic, courtesy of my best friend:
He's truly the master of the drums.....
This could quite possibly be one of the awesomest political commercials evah! Rush (Limbaugh) talked about it today on his show, so even though it's an internet commercial, it's sure to go viral. Here's my contribution to it's viralness:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=T5aJAyBp_S8
Speaking of houses, we are having the interior repainted, hopefully next week, and I will be posting before and after pics.
Your daily Rush worship pic, courtesy of my best friend:
This could quite possibly be one of the awesomest political commercials evah! Rush (Limbaugh) talked about it today on his show, so even though it's an internet commercial, it's sure to go viral. Here's my contribution to it's viralness:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=T5aJAyBp_S8
COOTIES!!!!!!!!
Fuck, fuck, fucketey fuck....the 11 year old has head lice. Oh joy! I just looooove school days.
The last time I dealt with head lice was when my eldest, who is now 15, was 5 or 6. She got lice from her daycare center. Three days later, after three treatments with Nit, I had to resort to smothering the fuckers with half a jar of Blue Plate Mayonaise.
Her hair stank for days, inspite of numerous shampoo's, and it was a messy job. Not to mention the fact that Blue Plate Mayo, when bought in Texas, is very pricey.
Hopefully I won't have to resort to the Blue Plate treatment with this child; her hair isn't as thick as her sister's. Fingers crossed.
And Fuck ALL, if I'm not suddenly itchy!!!! I know it's psychosomatic, but HELL!
Where's the scotch?
At any rate, there go my plans for tomorrow; I am making my special meatloaf (thanks Rachel Ray) for my friend Claude and his wife. They just had a baby, and I finally get to meet Baby Claude this weekend, when I go to New Orleans. I'm bringing the meatloaf for dinner, since poor Christina and Claude are pretty much sleepless. She breast feeds, which means she's up every TWO BLOODY HOURS! This is why I didn't breast feed, but that's an entry for another day. Maybe.
Claude is the fella who introduced me to my fiance. Claude and I grew up together, practically. He was even a boy friend of sorts for a short time. Anyway, his best friend, and best man at his wedding, Mike (my fiancee), is a cop here in Houston. He, Claude and I went to the same high school together, we hung out with the same crowd, he dated a chick I was on color guard with; we probally passed each other in the halls a zillion times. Yet, we never met until this past September, when Claude gave Mike my number and we talked for hours. The rest is history, and for another blog post.
So, to get back to the point, Claude's lovely bride of 10 years gave birth to the cutest little boy, and Mike and I are going to see them this weekend. I remember how tired I was after giving birth and how thankful I was when friends and family brought home cooked meals. Life savers those were. Hence the meat loaf, and not your average meat loaf either.
Pictures and reciepe will post tomorrow.
I'll just get the daughter up early, knock out the fucking lice, then do the meatloaf...after I sterilize the kitchen, scrub myself down with a loofa in a hot bath, wash ALL of the linens in the house, and knock back some mommy juice to get rid of the psychosomatic lice that are crawling on everything.
The last time I dealt with head lice was when my eldest, who is now 15, was 5 or 6. She got lice from her daycare center. Three days later, after three treatments with Nit, I had to resort to smothering the fuckers with half a jar of Blue Plate Mayonaise.
Her hair stank for days, inspite of numerous shampoo's, and it was a messy job. Not to mention the fact that Blue Plate Mayo, when bought in Texas, is very pricey.
Hopefully I won't have to resort to the Blue Plate treatment with this child; her hair isn't as thick as her sister's. Fingers crossed.
And Fuck ALL, if I'm not suddenly itchy!!!! I know it's psychosomatic, but HELL!
Where's the scotch?
At any rate, there go my plans for tomorrow; I am making my special meatloaf (thanks Rachel Ray) for my friend Claude and his wife. They just had a baby, and I finally get to meet Baby Claude this weekend, when I go to New Orleans. I'm bringing the meatloaf for dinner, since poor Christina and Claude are pretty much sleepless. She breast feeds, which means she's up every TWO BLOODY HOURS! This is why I didn't breast feed, but that's an entry for another day. Maybe.
Claude is the fella who introduced me to my fiance. Claude and I grew up together, practically. He was even a boy friend of sorts for a short time. Anyway, his best friend, and best man at his wedding, Mike (my fiancee), is a cop here in Houston. He, Claude and I went to the same high school together, we hung out with the same crowd, he dated a chick I was on color guard with; we probally passed each other in the halls a zillion times. Yet, we never met until this past September, when Claude gave Mike my number and we talked for hours. The rest is history, and for another blog post.
So, to get back to the point, Claude's lovely bride of 10 years gave birth to the cutest little boy, and Mike and I are going to see them this weekend. I remember how tired I was after giving birth and how thankful I was when friends and family brought home cooked meals. Life savers those were. Hence the meat loaf, and not your average meat loaf either.
Pictures and reciepe will post tomorrow.
I'll just get the daughter up early, knock out the fucking lice, then do the meatloaf...after I sterilize the kitchen, scrub myself down with a loofa in a hot bath, wash ALL of the linens in the house, and knock back some mommy juice to get rid of the psychosomatic lice that are crawling on everything.
Friday, October 8, 2010
Friday Round-Up
Today's round-up starts with Michelle Malkin's piece on The Green War On Children
Zombie, writing for Pajamas Media has This Week In Eugenics a nice round up. I love zombie's work. Check out it's blogs, ( I use the term "it's" because no one knows who zombie is, except for zombie)
zombietime
and
zomblog
Will the Mid-Term elections turn into a redux of the Bush vs. Gore fiasco? Fight for Congress Could Last Past Election Day
Via Breitbart: Easy to say when you aren't the one burning to death in a skyscraper
Like rats from a sinking ship. The question is who will replace him? Looks like it's going to be Tom Donilon, who has ZERO experience.
Remove the speck from your own eye first...
Um, President Calderon, it already has... have you visited Nuevo Laredo recently? Or Falcon Lake?
Unfortunately for America’s children, demographic authoritarianism isn’t relegated to the global green fringes. President Obama’s own science czar, John Holdren, has escaped accountability for his embrace of international eugenics champion and mentor, Harrison Brown. Brown looked at the world’s children in contempt, referring to them as a “pulsating mass of maggots.”Nice folks we have in D.C., eh?
Zombie, writing for Pajamas Media has This Week In Eugenics a nice round up. I love zombie's work. Check out it's blogs, ( I use the term "it's" because no one knows who zombie is, except for zombie)
zombietime
and
zomblog
Will the Mid-Term elections turn into a redux of the Bush vs. Gore fiasco? Fight for Congress Could Last Past Election Day
Recent history and this year's political landscape suggest there could be at least one Senate race left up in the air, and as many as a half-dozen or more House races, according to lawyers who specialize in elections and analysts who study them.
Nobody on either side quite knows what will go wrong - but most are pretty sure something will.
Via Breitbart: Easy to say when you aren't the one burning to death in a skyscraper
Like rats from a sinking ship. The question is who will replace him? Looks like it's going to be Tom Donilon, who has ZERO experience.
Remove the speck from your own eye first...
Calderon said he was certain that legalizing marijuana will lead to an increase in drug consumption."It's very sad to see how drug consumption is, little by little, tearing apart American society and, if we don't watch ourselves, it will tear apart ours," the president said.
Um, President Calderon, it already has... have you visited Nuevo Laredo recently? Or Falcon Lake?
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