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Thursday, May 04, 2006
Did you ever have days where you didn't know if you wanted to sing and dance like a happy idiot or pull your hair out, scream and cry? Longgggggggggggggg breath. One day the weather was so nice and I got alot done. I cooked like I was a world renowned chef, from fried eggplant to halushki, bleenies and halupkies.
I had all the windows open, cleaning and singing. Everything smelled like clean laundry and lemon. Then POOF, another day. I regreted telling my work that I would take so many hours. My daughter forgot her gym bag. I was late getting the bag to the school. I had toothpaste on my face, my hair was sticking up. A part on my car's wheel metal thingy is mysteriously missing and the air stopped working for good. Try sitting in a black car after it's been sitting in the hot sun all day with no air. Another day I went to this auction place where you can walk forever and shop. I came home with lots of vegetables, fruits and goodies. I used their bathroom and didn't notice until on my way home that a tissue (I am praying it wasn't toilet paper) got stuck on the bottom of my sandle and I walked around among hundreds of people like that. I almost burned the tip of my nose with a lighter because it lit up with a 4 inch flame. I spent way too much time searching for my cell phone while I was actually talking on it. (I'm losing my mind!) I got a trucker tan (sunburn on my arms and the part that was covered by my shirt is ghostly white). The other night my daughter had a bowl of chocolate ice cream and left the rest of it on the table. In the morning I picked it up and while turning around, my dog who is always up my ass, was in my way and it slipped out of my hands and fell directly onto his back. So there he was running around like a freak because he didn't know what was on him. It went on the floor, splashed on the wall, the fridge, inside the rabbit cage, and he was stepping all in it. I was chasing him so he wouldn't go into the living room because I was worried about the rugs. He was scared because I was screaming at him to get outside. He went to the doors to be let out and started shaking his fur, making the ice cream just splash more onto the walls and on my yellow curtains on the doors. I didn't even look at myself until AFTER I took my daughter to baseball practice and then seen I had dried chocolate spots all over my top and pants. I wish it was on my face too. It would have made the day just perfect. Last night I stayed up to watch a fantastic show on VH1. (Did I ever mention how I am obsessed with that channel?) Anyway, they had on the worlds 40 all time greatest metal songs. It was the best. I downloaded some and put them in the music player. The songs are awesome. Some are my utmost favorite of all time. I must be the worlds simplest woman because something like that made me want to jump up and down on my bed and blast the songs and just be all freaky. (Judge me all you want, but keep the verdict to yourself) It's like how some people have their own little things that make them feel good. Like putting on a favorite old pair of warm pajamas, or eating their most favorite comforting food. This is mine. This and what I wear when I'm at home. Listening to music, wearing a t-shirt and comfy worn jeans. I'm all set and my mood is changed. While you can't do it all the time because of work, meetings, things to do with your kids, places to go and people to see......and blah blah blah, spending some time alone, listening to music, relaxing and being lazy is great. I'm sooooooooo good at it. Now where is my phone.
It's amazing to see the growth of a baby inside the womb. I'm just waiting for this little girl to be born so I can spoil her like crazy! She is my sister's first. Another Mashalla.....................
You can see two sacks in the first sonogram. It's called Vanishing Twin Syndrome. It's more common then most think. They don't know why it happens and it's more detectable now then it was years ago.
Here she is sucking her thumb. 2/06
She must of gotten tired of lying on her back and decided to do some pushups. 3/06
Did I or did I not bitch about the hellhole Wal-Mart before? Of course I have, but this time I just have an even bigger reason to dislike the empire of shit store. Wal-Mart is accused of employing a known sex offender who molested a South Carolina girl in 2000. As if hiring a three time convicted sex offender wasn't bad enough, a store manager offered a 10 year old victim's mother a $25 gift certificate as a token of concern after she reported the incident. Did that manager think a $25 gift certificate for WAL-MART was enough to compensate for their employee (a three time sex offender) taking advantage of a 10 year old little girl while she was looking for a music cd? What an asshole. The incident was caught on tape and is only now going to trial six years later.
Uummmmmmm, while I feel like saying more (cursing), I won't because I've been told more then once that I have a bad mouth and it's not very lady like. BUT look what I seen.......a PREACHER who has an even more dirtier mouth! Bitches, he comes in the name of Jesus. Let's stay focused motherfuckers or your ass is doomed.
Current music: Guns N' Roses- Knocking on heavens door
The boss of a big company needed to call one of his employees about an urgent problem with one of the main computers. He dialed the employees home phone number and was greeted with a child's whisper on the first ring, "Hello? Feeling put out at the inconvenience of having to talk to a youngster the boss asked, "Is your Daddy home?". "Yes.", whispered the small voice. May I talk with him?", the man asked. To the surprise of the boss, the small voice whispered, "No." Wanting to talk with an adult, the boss asked, "Is your Mommy there?". "Yes.", came the answer. "May I talk with her?". Again the small voice whispered, "No." Knowing that it was not likely that a young child would be left home alone, the boss decided he would just leave a message with the person who should be there watching over the child. "Is there any one there besides you?", the boss asked the child. "Yes", whispered the child, "A policeman." Wondering what a cop would be doing at his employee's home, the boss asked, "May I speak with the policeman?". "No, he's busy.", whispered the child. "Busy doing what?", asked the boss. "Talking to Daddy and Mommy and the Fireman.", came the whispered answer. Growing concerned and even worried as he heard what sounded like a helicopter through the ear piece on the phone the boss asked, "What is that noise?". "A hello-copper.", answered the whispering voice. "What is going on there?", asked the boss, now alarmed. In an awed whispering voice the child answered, "The search team just landed the hello-copper!" Alarmed, concerned and more than just a little frustrated the boss asked, "Why are they there?" whispering, the young voice replied along with a muffled giggle, "They're looking for me!"