I was born in New Orleans, raised in New Orleans and now live in Houston. I love the south, love the culture, the history, the people, the food and the weather.
I'm not loving it so much today, as it's 30ish degrees outside. Sunny, but too damn cold for this steel magnolia!
I can't imagine living where it gets down to -14 degrees during the day and colder at night! How do humans function in that? I know that they have coats, heaters and snow tires, but how can one function when one's toes are numb and one's ears are so cold that they feel hard enough to be used as an anvil, and that's with a hat covering them!
As I sit here, in my toasty den, sipping a hot cup of coffee, I'm watching the weather on FNC. Janice Dean is talking about the record snow, and showing scenes featuring snow blowers, ice encrusted cars and the roof of the Metrodome collapsing under the weight of the snow (this collapse makes me wonder why the builders would put a cloth roof on a building...don't they realize that they live in snow prone parts of the nation and that snow is heavy!)
Naturally, my children, who have never had to drive in snow (I did once or twice when we had freak snow in New Orleans and Houston) are wishing for snow here this season. They are jealous of the fact that the kids up north don't have school. I cheerfully explained to them that unless there were blizzards, the kids went to school in the snow, every day. They aren't so jealous anymore.
The kids are appreciative of the fact that I'm an at home mom now, as they both got driven to school today. Normally I make them take the bus, no matter the weather, as I believe that standing in the cold and rain, or heat and humidity are charater building, but even I have some mercy for my obnoxious teenager and my tough 11 year old tomboy! If I were still working, they'd have to take the bus today, and it's too darn cold; they each are also coming down with colds and our health insurance hasn't kicked in yet. Adele, the youngest has a thermos of chicken noodle soup in her lunch box. I just can't see the kids eating cold sandwiches on a day like this.
I'm all for a nice chilly day during the winter season, especially at Christmas time, but by chilly I don't mean 32 degrees. I mean 65 degrees...just cold enough to wear a sweater and my fur coat; or a shortsleeved mock tutrleneck and my fur coat. I really don't want a white Christmas, slim as those chances are, this year...or any damn year for that matter. I want my Christmas to be sunny and a nice balmy 65 or so degrees. Because this is the south, for crying out loud, and this magnolia is freezing!
Monday, December 13, 2010
Saturday, December 11, 2010
Man Child In Chief
I've been reading news stories and blogs this morning about the jaw dropping performance in the White House Press Room yesterday.
I have to say that when I saw this story on Fox last night, I had to rewind the story and watch it again, it was THAT unbelievable.
Before I link to my favorite articles and postings, I have a point of view on this disgrace.
I am no supporter of Barak Obama, I think he is an inexperienced community organizer, who is a straw man for higher powers in the world. Yesterday's performance merely adds to the negative column in President Obama's book. Once again, we are seeing what electing someone based on style over substance can do. We saw it with Clinton too, but I can say for a fact that he would have NEVER, EVER done this.
What concerns me the most about his entire presidency, and yesterday adds to this concern, is how our enemies now view us, when we have such a man behind the Resolute desk. When your enemies no longer fear you, they have won. I believe that our enemies no longer fear us. How could they, when sitting in their caves watching this performance on their satellites, see a man who cannot communicate a point to his own countrymen and then brings a FORMER President into the presser and leaves him alone to speak by using the excuse that HIS WIFE is waiting on him to go to a party.
HIS WIFE! WAITING ON HIM, and boy will she be mad if she's kept waiting any longer!
First of all, Barak Obama is the leader of the free world, so parties, golf, sex, your wife, whatever, by NATURE OF THE DAMN JOB, MUST take a back seat to the job of running the bloody country! This kind of sacrifice is one of the reasons why the average human being doesn't desire the job. The willingness of a person to be on the job 24/7, to sacrifice most of his privacy, be Commander in Chief of the greastest armed forces in the world, and essentially living in a fish bowl as well as having the burden of the world on his shoulders is why we respect the person we elect to that office. It's a shitty job, and we see the results of that burden pretty rapidly; I know of no President who doesn't age pretty rapidly under the stress.
If you can't prioritize, don't take on the job.
Secondly, and as I stated before, our enemies most certainly were watching this, and the fact that a MAN is ALLOWING HIMSELF TO BE RULED by his WIFE is laughable among the mysoginistic pigs that are out to destroy everyone who doesn't agree with them. Yes, the Radical Muslims, the Jihadists, Al Queada, etc...
Can you imagine how WEAK this man appears to them? If he is this weak as a man then how weak is he as a leader? Surely this is something they are thinking about, and most likely talking about!
"The President of The United States of America is ruled by his wife and is too inadequate to explain important domestic policy to his people, so inadequate in fact, that he has to bring in a FORMER President, the man married to his ENEMY even, and then leaves that man at the podium to explain what Obama can't. Leaves! Not because he has am important meeting with a head of state, or a senator; leaves because his WIFE WILL GET ANGRY AT HIM IF HE'S LATE FOR AN INFIDEL PARTY! Ahahahahahaha!"
That's what our enemy sees. That's what our enemy thinks.
We are dissing our allies, we are bowing to our enemies, we are apologizing for our superiority; it must stop. This man is dangerous and he is doing everything he can to destroy America and her specialness.
As President Reagan said, and I'm paraphrasing: If America dies, then the last hope of the world is gone.
President Obama and the "Progressives" (commies) that hold power in Washington D.C., in cities and states in this nation, and even in the Pentagon, must, MUST be removed from power. November was only the opening volley in the revolution. It is imperative that the battle continue to be waged at the ballot box. It is why we must stay involved, informed and to participate. Why we must continue to speak out, to educate and work for real change.
Hot Air: Great News! Bill Clinton Apparently Now President Again!
Michelle Malkin: Bubba Power!
So It Goes In Shreveport: Were They Serving Eggnog (With Nutmeg) at That Christmas Party?
Hot Air: Don't Walk Away Renee
I have to say that when I saw this story on Fox last night, I had to rewind the story and watch it again, it was THAT unbelievable.
Before I link to my favorite articles and postings, I have a point of view on this disgrace.
I am no supporter of Barak Obama, I think he is an inexperienced community organizer, who is a straw man for higher powers in the world. Yesterday's performance merely adds to the negative column in President Obama's book. Once again, we are seeing what electing someone based on style over substance can do. We saw it with Clinton too, but I can say for a fact that he would have NEVER, EVER done this.
What concerns me the most about his entire presidency, and yesterday adds to this concern, is how our enemies now view us, when we have such a man behind the Resolute desk. When your enemies no longer fear you, they have won. I believe that our enemies no longer fear us. How could they, when sitting in their caves watching this performance on their satellites, see a man who cannot communicate a point to his own countrymen and then brings a FORMER President into the presser and leaves him alone to speak by using the excuse that HIS WIFE is waiting on him to go to a party.
HIS WIFE! WAITING ON HIM, and boy will she be mad if she's kept waiting any longer!
First of all, Barak Obama is the leader of the free world, so parties, golf, sex, your wife, whatever, by NATURE OF THE DAMN JOB, MUST take a back seat to the job of running the bloody country! This kind of sacrifice is one of the reasons why the average human being doesn't desire the job. The willingness of a person to be on the job 24/7, to sacrifice most of his privacy, be Commander in Chief of the greastest armed forces in the world, and essentially living in a fish bowl as well as having the burden of the world on his shoulders is why we respect the person we elect to that office. It's a shitty job, and we see the results of that burden pretty rapidly; I know of no President who doesn't age pretty rapidly under the stress.
If you can't prioritize, don't take on the job.
Secondly, and as I stated before, our enemies most certainly were watching this, and the fact that a MAN is ALLOWING HIMSELF TO BE RULED by his WIFE is laughable among the mysoginistic pigs that are out to destroy everyone who doesn't agree with them. Yes, the Radical Muslims, the Jihadists, Al Queada, etc...
Can you imagine how WEAK this man appears to them? If he is this weak as a man then how weak is he as a leader? Surely this is something they are thinking about, and most likely talking about!
"The President of The United States of America is ruled by his wife and is too inadequate to explain important domestic policy to his people, so inadequate in fact, that he has to bring in a FORMER President, the man married to his ENEMY even, and then leaves that man at the podium to explain what Obama can't. Leaves! Not because he has am important meeting with a head of state, or a senator; leaves because his WIFE WILL GET ANGRY AT HIM IF HE'S LATE FOR AN INFIDEL PARTY! Ahahahahahaha!"
That's what our enemy sees. That's what our enemy thinks.
We are dissing our allies, we are bowing to our enemies, we are apologizing for our superiority; it must stop. This man is dangerous and he is doing everything he can to destroy America and her specialness.
As President Reagan said, and I'm paraphrasing: If America dies, then the last hope of the world is gone.
President Obama and the "Progressives" (commies) that hold power in Washington D.C., in cities and states in this nation, and even in the Pentagon, must, MUST be removed from power. November was only the opening volley in the revolution. It is imperative that the battle continue to be waged at the ballot box. It is why we must stay involved, informed and to participate. Why we must continue to speak out, to educate and work for real change.
Hot Air: Great News! Bill Clinton Apparently Now President Again!
Michelle Malkin: Bubba Power!
So It Goes In Shreveport: Were They Serving Eggnog (With Nutmeg) at That Christmas Party?
Hot Air: Don't Walk Away Renee
My Daughter Wants to go to Juliard...
On that note, and after I finished hyperventelating, I bring you some of the performance from the Christmas Concert at Morton Ranch High School. Katie has been in choir since elementary school,, and she is working on lettering in Choir.
She's a mezo-soprano, and has talent, I do have to get her into some more formalized voice lessons, over and above what she gets at school. This will be done after the holidays. She can read music, a very good voice and marvelous control. She just needs some more training.
As for Juliard, well...GULP! Katie in NYC and the tuition! I don't know which is more frightening. She does have a couple of schools picked out as a back-up plan, but she is set on the performing arts, so more power to her!
So without further ado, here is The Morton Ranch Choir...
Mixed Ensemble
Full choir. After the performance, the local middle school choir and choir alum are asked to join for an encore.
It was a lovely performance, and it kicked off the last two weeks of the season quite nicely!
Merry Christmas!
She's a mezo-soprano, and has talent, I do have to get her into some more formalized voice lessons, over and above what she gets at school. This will be done after the holidays. She can read music, a very good voice and marvelous control. She just needs some more training.
As for Juliard, well...GULP! Katie in NYC and the tuition! I don't know which is more frightening. She does have a couple of schools picked out as a back-up plan, but she is set on the performing arts, so more power to her!
So without further ado, here is The Morton Ranch Choir...
Mixed Ensemble
Full choir. After the performance, the local middle school choir and choir alum are asked to join for an encore.
It was a lovely performance, and it kicked off the last two weeks of the season quite nicely!
Merry Christmas!
Thursday, December 9, 2010
Thursday Round-Up
I don't do these regularly, but today is a round-up.
I didn't know that Aretha Franklin had pancreatic cancer, but apparently she has A Year or Less to Live. This is sad, what's even sadder is that the "Reverend" Je$$ie Jack$on has visited her bedside. I'd rather have my nails pulled out with pliers.
As you know by now, Elizabeth Edwars lost her battle with metastatic breast cancer yesterday. I feel for her children and, while I didn't agree with her politics, I feel bad for her. She was too young to die, and she fought a brave battle. She handled her cuckholding with class and dignity, as a lady should. I do wish she would have had a longer life, with a different husband...someone who knows how to treat his lady. Rest in peace, Elizabeth.
When I woke up this morning, I learned that the House of Representatives passed the DREAM Act, and about had a small herd of cattle. Happily, the Senate has Tabled this for the time being. the DREAM Act is FULL of loopholes, and is really Amnesty in disguise. I don't need to educate my readers on this debacle, but just because it's been tabled, doesn't mean that it's dead. Like vampires and zombies, it will rise again. Hopefully, the new powers on D.C. as of January will put a stake in it's heart. That said, Pat as So It Goes In Shreveport has a good round-up on the floor debate: Blogging the Debate
Better check out any Barbie dolls in the room if you're going to make kiddie porn or don't want to see any other nefarious, or un-nefarious activities featured on YouTube or Fox News, or anywhere, for that matter...seems that we now have Spy Barbie. She can tape a half hour reel ( do they call them "reels" anymore). The FBI is concerned about the potental for abuse, even though there are no reports of illegal activity yet.
DADT is also dead in the water, for now. Hot Air has a good take on this and as always, pithy comment and debate.
Julian Assange is still alive....would he still be if Ronaldus Maximus were President? Also, is it me, or does Julian Assange remind you of a Bond Villan, like the Chris Walken charater in View to a Kill? this an insult to Chris Walken, to be compared to Julian Assange?
Speaking of Assange, apparently the rape laws in Sweden are very liberal. Two chicks go to Assange's hotel room and have sex with him, sans condoms or OMG the condom broke on purpose, or whatever....so he's arrested on an internation warrant or somesuch...whatever. He's still breathing. Why?
Am currrently watching last night's Red Eye, we record it because we have jobs that don't allow us to stay up till 2AM to watch it. I love Red Eye and Greg Guttfeld.
Spoiled, used to sucking off the government teat British students are bitching and moaning about the rise in tuition rates, so much so that they've attacked the limo containing Prince Charles (doofus and example of what in breeding does to a person's DNA string) and his wife, whose name I forget and don't really care about anyway....waaaaaaaaa and waaaaaaa
News flash to the students...socialism DOE'S NOT WORK, and now you are seeing the results of decades of a failed system...aka an Ponzi Scheme. If you are serious about your educatuon and future, if youhave any gumption whatsoever, then SUCK IT UP and pay for your education and better yourselves...by yourself!
That's the Round-Up for today...
I didn't know that Aretha Franklin had pancreatic cancer, but apparently she has A Year or Less to Live. This is sad, what's even sadder is that the "Reverend" Je$$ie Jack$on has visited her bedside. I'd rather have my nails pulled out with pliers.
As you know by now, Elizabeth Edwars lost her battle with metastatic breast cancer yesterday. I feel for her children and, while I didn't agree with her politics, I feel bad for her. She was too young to die, and she fought a brave battle. She handled her cuckholding with class and dignity, as a lady should. I do wish she would have had a longer life, with a different husband...someone who knows how to treat his lady. Rest in peace, Elizabeth.
When I woke up this morning, I learned that the House of Representatives passed the DREAM Act, and about had a small herd of cattle. Happily, the Senate has Tabled this for the time being. the DREAM Act is FULL of loopholes, and is really Amnesty in disguise. I don't need to educate my readers on this debacle, but just because it's been tabled, doesn't mean that it's dead. Like vampires and zombies, it will rise again. Hopefully, the new powers on D.C. as of January will put a stake in it's heart. That said, Pat as So It Goes In Shreveport has a good round-up on the floor debate: Blogging the Debate
Better check out any Barbie dolls in the room if you're going to make kiddie porn or don't want to see any other nefarious, or un-nefarious activities featured on YouTube or Fox News, or anywhere, for that matter...seems that we now have Spy Barbie. She can tape a half hour reel ( do they call them "reels" anymore). The FBI is concerned about the potental for abuse, even though there are no reports of illegal activity yet.
DADT is also dead in the water, for now. Hot Air has a good take on this and as always, pithy comment and debate.
Julian Assange is still alive....would he still be if Ronaldus Maximus were President? Also, is it me, or does Julian Assange remind you of a Bond Villan, like the Chris Walken charater in View to a Kill? this an insult to Chris Walken, to be compared to Julian Assange?
Speaking of Assange, apparently the rape laws in Sweden are very liberal. Two chicks go to Assange's hotel room and have sex with him, sans condoms or OMG the condom broke on purpose, or whatever....so he's arrested on an internation warrant or somesuch...whatever. He's still breathing. Why?
Am currrently watching last night's Red Eye, we record it because we have jobs that don't allow us to stay up till 2AM to watch it. I love Red Eye and Greg Guttfeld.
Spoiled, used to sucking off the government teat British students are bitching and moaning about the rise in tuition rates, so much so that they've attacked the limo containing Prince Charles (doofus and example of what in breeding does to a person's DNA string) and his wife, whose name I forget and don't really care about anyway....waaaaaaaaa and waaaaaaa
News flash to the students...socialism DOE'S NOT WORK, and now you are seeing the results of decades of a failed system...aka an Ponzi Scheme. If you are serious about your educatuon and future, if youhave any gumption whatsoever, then SUCK IT UP and pay for your education and better yourselves...by yourself!
That's the Round-Up for today...
Monday, December 6, 2010
Math Struggles and Monday Night Football
I have such an awesome man! Monday Night Football is on and he's at the kitchen table helping my youngest daughter with her math homework. She is so tired and frustrated, and I totally empathize with her as I struggled with math for my entire school career. As did Mike, but he's better at it than I am, as I can't even remember how to simplify fractions, and he can, which is why he's helping her. He's much more patient with her than I am when it comes to math homework. I just seem to revert back to that age and I freeze. It's is rather ironic that I ended up working in a field that deals with math, such as interest rates, fractional shares and the like. Thank God for computers and calculators.
Also, my cat is too fat to jump up onto the sofa. I suppose that she really needs to be put on a diet.
Don Meredith died yesterday...I remember watching him and Howard Cossel on Monday Night Football, and those awful gold jackets. I don't think it's possible to forget Cossel's voice, and how he and Meredith clowned around together. Now both of them are gone and Frank Gifford remains.
I just can't seem to find the energy to comment on things political these days. I do pay attention and I have my thoughts on it all, but it's like this ennui has set in. I don't think that it's pessissimism on my part, I don't think that the country is doomed, yet, but I think that we are in for a very long haul. Thinking about it, and the scope of just how much of a shit storm we are in, is a bit overwelming. I think about what I can do to prepare so that my family can survive, and I thank God that we have little to no debt, but the largeness of it all is, like I said, overwhelming. I know that I shall have to think of it, but I choose to break it all into pieces and deal with each piece at a time. Hence the ennui. I'll snap out of it, I'm sure.
Otherwise, on the homefront, I got Mike to myself for most of the day today, I knew that the strange man in my bed looked familiar! Tomorrow, we are both back at work; me from 6:45 am to 1pm and he from 1 pm to 10 pm, so I will get to see him when he gets home from work. If I'm awake. I may be, because tomorrow I start baking for Christmas. Katie and Adele want to give their teachers cookies and fudge for Christmas, and Mike wants me to bake goodies for his station. This will include a pound of fudge. One thing is for sure, my diet has been abandoned, at least until the New Year.
Well, that's it for me tonight. Am off to bed, Need the beauty sleep.
Also, my cat is too fat to jump up onto the sofa. I suppose that she really needs to be put on a diet.
Don Meredith died yesterday...I remember watching him and Howard Cossel on Monday Night Football, and those awful gold jackets. I don't think it's possible to forget Cossel's voice, and how he and Meredith clowned around together. Now both of them are gone and Frank Gifford remains.
I just can't seem to find the energy to comment on things political these days. I do pay attention and I have my thoughts on it all, but it's like this ennui has set in. I don't think that it's pessissimism on my part, I don't think that the country is doomed, yet, but I think that we are in for a very long haul. Thinking about it, and the scope of just how much of a shit storm we are in, is a bit overwelming. I think about what I can do to prepare so that my family can survive, and I thank God that we have little to no debt, but the largeness of it all is, like I said, overwhelming. I know that I shall have to think of it, but I choose to break it all into pieces and deal with each piece at a time. Hence the ennui. I'll snap out of it, I'm sure.
Otherwise, on the homefront, I got Mike to myself for most of the day today, I knew that the strange man in my bed looked familiar! Tomorrow, we are both back at work; me from 6:45 am to 1pm and he from 1 pm to 10 pm, so I will get to see him when he gets home from work. If I'm awake. I may be, because tomorrow I start baking for Christmas. Katie and Adele want to give their teachers cookies and fudge for Christmas, and Mike wants me to bake goodies for his station. This will include a pound of fudge. One thing is for sure, my diet has been abandoned, at least until the New Year.
Well, that's it for me tonight. Am off to bed, Need the beauty sleep.
Sunday, December 5, 2010
Christmas and Football Widowhood
Well the tree is up,and I mamaged to tear Mike away from football long enough to watch A Christmas Story while I, and I alone decorated the tree. The last few years it's been me and the kids decorating, but I guess for my 11 year old, Pokemon on Youtube is more important. As is whatever it is my 15 year old considers important today is, as opposed to decorating the tree.
This is the first year Mike and I are going to put up outdoor lights. This is the first time I get ot do this, as I haven't had a house for over a decade. I'm excited about it, but have no clue as to how many feet of lights to buy. I suppose that I will have to play it by ear.
Mike is downstairs watching football, as opposed to cuddling up and watching a scary movie with me. I can't watch scary movies, but am of the theory that if I watched one with Mike, whilst cuddling on the sofa, I could handle it. Making out like teenagers is a given naturally, but apparently, the Steelers/Ravens game take precidence over heavy petting during scary movie.
So be it. I will go to sleep early. I think that women in scary movies are stupid anyway. Why, for intstance, do all women in scary movies insist on running into the woods wearing high heels? If I were in that unfortunate position, I would chuck shoes at villan, and would make certain that I DIDN'T trip over stray roots. If I did, I most certainly NOT stay there and weep like some pussy over a sprained ankle. I mean, really...to hell with a sprained ankle, an psychopath killer is chasing you for crying out loud. RUN! If you are going to die, at least make psycho WORK for it! Jebus, what kind of woman are you? Throw those stelletoes like ninja stars and run your pencil skirted ass off you stupid Barbie wannabe!
Between the Sig and the shotguns and the rifles in my house, no killer is going to just stride into my house. No sir, if I do die, the SOB will at the very least get some pellets in the ass for his efforts, because this chick is no high-heeled helpless chick. Besides, I can run in stelletos. Really, I can. I can also shoot and very, very well. Trust me. Most of my cousins are cajun and I've been hunting since forever....even gator.
Besides, in Texas, we have the Castle Doctrine, so I don't even have the chore of dragging some perv into the house and making it look like he was trying to break in...I can shoot the sucker on my damn LAWN and get off via a grand jury. I love Texas!
Thus is the ramble, in this the 5th day of December in the year of our Lord, 2010. Night all. Sleep tight and don't let the bed bugs bite!
This is the first year Mike and I are going to put up outdoor lights. This is the first time I get ot do this, as I haven't had a house for over a decade. I'm excited about it, but have no clue as to how many feet of lights to buy. I suppose that I will have to play it by ear.
Mike is downstairs watching football, as opposed to cuddling up and watching a scary movie with me. I can't watch scary movies, but am of the theory that if I watched one with Mike, whilst cuddling on the sofa, I could handle it. Making out like teenagers is a given naturally, but apparently, the Steelers/Ravens game take precidence over heavy petting during scary movie.
So be it. I will go to sleep early. I think that women in scary movies are stupid anyway. Why, for intstance, do all women in scary movies insist on running into the woods wearing high heels? If I were in that unfortunate position, I would chuck shoes at villan, and would make certain that I DIDN'T trip over stray roots. If I did, I most certainly NOT stay there and weep like some pussy over a sprained ankle. I mean, really...to hell with a sprained ankle, an psychopath killer is chasing you for crying out loud. RUN! If you are going to die, at least make psycho WORK for it! Jebus, what kind of woman are you? Throw those stelletoes like ninja stars and run your pencil skirted ass off you stupid Barbie wannabe!
Between the Sig and the shotguns and the rifles in my house, no killer is going to just stride into my house. No sir, if I do die, the SOB will at the very least get some pellets in the ass for his efforts, because this chick is no high-heeled helpless chick. Besides, I can run in stelletos. Really, I can. I can also shoot and very, very well. Trust me. Most of my cousins are cajun and I've been hunting since forever....even gator.
Besides, in Texas, we have the Castle Doctrine, so I don't even have the chore of dragging some perv into the house and making it look like he was trying to break in...I can shoot the sucker on my damn LAWN and get off via a grand jury. I love Texas!
Thus is the ramble, in this the 5th day of December in the year of our Lord, 2010. Night all. Sleep tight and don't let the bed bugs bite!
Saturday, December 4, 2010
Hello, Yeah, It's Been A While....
Well, now that I have a computer again, and have rested up, I've deceded to blog a bit. If only to let my whole 2 followers know that I'm still alive. Well, 1 of them knows as he's my fiance', but whatever.
I've been working at a local department store for the last few weeks, as a seasonal employee, and now I remember why I haven't worked retail since I was in my 20's and working for Chanel. Chanel was fun to work for, but retail SUCKS! My customers are nice, but it's hell on one's feet. Also, it sucked having to be at work for 2:45 AM on Black Friday, with a hangover no less. The line of people was wrapped around the building and when the doors opened, they came in an orderly fashion, but they kept coming and coming, like a tsunami! I'd rather pay a few dollars more for the comfort of sitting on my ass in the recliner, in my pajamas, sipping a hot cup of joe and shopping on line. Which is what my dearest Mike did, while I was plunging bravely into the breach! We really should buy Amazon stock.
Still, we got great deals on pretty much everything we bought, and I'm still shopping online, when I have access to "the toy" as Mike calls the laptop that I am currently hogging. We really need to buy ME a lap top. We have a desk top upstairs, but the kids hog that, and when Mike is at home, I prefer to spend time with him, as opposed to closeting myself in the guest room and playing Bejeweled Blitz on Facebook all day (which I can easily do, that game is so damn addictive!).
Speaking of Mike, he is so awesome. We haven't had a serious fight yet. Not that I want to have one, but it's a bit disconcerting that we get along so well...not that I want us to NOT get along, but you know what I mean. Like I said, Mike is awesome, and I can't believe that he puts up with me, my PMS and my love of couponing. Quite to my surprise, I have discovered that I enjoy being a homemaker and love to cook, now that I have the time to actually cook. I really love the enjoyment that my family gets from my cooking too.
The hardest part has been getting used to taking care of a big house (I've lived in apartments for the last 12 years), sleeping next to someone who snores and cleaning toilets in a house that a man lives in. Woman are neater as far as the toilets go, and we will leave it at that.
I just thank God that the Playtex living glove has been invented.
The fact that we each have a female cat, and that they both think that they are the Queen cat, makes for interesting times in the house. After we moved in, me and my kids and my cat Jingles, there were a few tense days... all hissing and spitting, but they eventually reached a detante of sorts. They can be in the same room, but if one gets too close to the other, well, we get cat like behavior complete with flattened ears, raised hair, hissing and spitting...oh and growling.
So, tonight, I have "the toy" since Mike left it home when he went to work. I think I've seen him for about 30 minutes over the last 2 days, as he pulled a double on Thursday and on Friday. He got home at 6:30 this morning, drank a glass of milk, kissed me then went upstairs and fell asleep. I went to work. He had left for work by the time I got home today and I have to be at work for 7:45 tomorrow morning. In fact I'm pretty much working everyday for the next two weeks. God I HATE retail!
Mmmmmm...my Au Gratin potatoes are ready. I'm junk fooding it tonight, and I may heat up some left over chicken breast to go with it. Then again, maybe I will just eat the potatoes and leave it at that. I love Au Gratin potatoes.
As for politics and current events, I've been follwing them, I just haven't had time to blog about them, Besides, there are plenty of others, who are more articulate than I am right now. I'm so tired, it's shocking how tiring it can be to just stand on one's feet all day!
Think that I'm going to go eat my potatoes now. Maybe I will blog later.
I've been working at a local department store for the last few weeks, as a seasonal employee, and now I remember why I haven't worked retail since I was in my 20's and working for Chanel. Chanel was fun to work for, but retail SUCKS! My customers are nice, but it's hell on one's feet. Also, it sucked having to be at work for 2:45 AM on Black Friday, with a hangover no less. The line of people was wrapped around the building and when the doors opened, they came in an orderly fashion, but they kept coming and coming, like a tsunami! I'd rather pay a few dollars more for the comfort of sitting on my ass in the recliner, in my pajamas, sipping a hot cup of joe and shopping on line. Which is what my dearest Mike did, while I was plunging bravely into the breach! We really should buy Amazon stock.
Still, we got great deals on pretty much everything we bought, and I'm still shopping online, when I have access to "the toy" as Mike calls the laptop that I am currently hogging. We really need to buy ME a lap top. We have a desk top upstairs, but the kids hog that, and when Mike is at home, I prefer to spend time with him, as opposed to closeting myself in the guest room and playing Bejeweled Blitz on Facebook all day (which I can easily do, that game is so damn addictive!).
Speaking of Mike, he is so awesome. We haven't had a serious fight yet. Not that I want to have one, but it's a bit disconcerting that we get along so well...not that I want us to NOT get along, but you know what I mean. Like I said, Mike is awesome, and I can't believe that he puts up with me, my PMS and my love of couponing. Quite to my surprise, I have discovered that I enjoy being a homemaker and love to cook, now that I have the time to actually cook. I really love the enjoyment that my family gets from my cooking too.
The hardest part has been getting used to taking care of a big house (I've lived in apartments for the last 12 years), sleeping next to someone who snores and cleaning toilets in a house that a man lives in. Woman are neater as far as the toilets go, and we will leave it at that.
I just thank God that the Playtex living glove has been invented.
The fact that we each have a female cat, and that they both think that they are the Queen cat, makes for interesting times in the house. After we moved in, me and my kids and my cat Jingles, there were a few tense days... all hissing and spitting, but they eventually reached a detante of sorts. They can be in the same room, but if one gets too close to the other, well, we get cat like behavior complete with flattened ears, raised hair, hissing and spitting...oh and growling.
So, tonight, I have "the toy" since Mike left it home when he went to work. I think I've seen him for about 30 minutes over the last 2 days, as he pulled a double on Thursday and on Friday. He got home at 6:30 this morning, drank a glass of milk, kissed me then went upstairs and fell asleep. I went to work. He had left for work by the time I got home today and I have to be at work for 7:45 tomorrow morning. In fact I'm pretty much working everyday for the next two weeks. God I HATE retail!
Mmmmmm...my Au Gratin potatoes are ready. I'm junk fooding it tonight, and I may heat up some left over chicken breast to go with it. Then again, maybe I will just eat the potatoes and leave it at that. I love Au Gratin potatoes.
As for politics and current events, I've been follwing them, I just haven't had time to blog about them, Besides, there are plenty of others, who are more articulate than I am right now. I'm so tired, it's shocking how tiring it can be to just stand on one's feet all day!
Think that I'm going to go eat my potatoes now. Maybe I will blog later.
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