Wednesday, July 09, 2008
Tuesday, July 08, 2008
Well.......
The 4th of July was a wash.
Seems they decided to move the fireworks barge from out in front of the Maritime museum (which my aunt and uncle live right directly up the hill from) to somewhere down the river, I'm guessing the Alderbrook area which is out of site from where I was.
Well no one told me. And Auntie said she'd been listening to the radio and she hadn't heard anything about it, I guess I should have payed more attention. So no fireworks show for me but a good time was had by all anyway,
See me having fun?
Then I made the Man take me to the beach and we had more fun...
And He took beautiful shots of The Wreck of the Peter Iredale, see...
Then we went home and lazed around all day doing pretty much nothing, I'd call that a good day.
Seems they decided to move the fireworks barge from out in front of the Maritime museum (which my aunt and uncle live right directly up the hill from) to somewhere down the river, I'm guessing the Alderbrook area which is out of site from where I was.
Well no one told me. And Auntie said she'd been listening to the radio and she hadn't heard anything about it, I guess I should have payed more attention. So no fireworks show for me but a good time was had by all anyway,
See me having fun?
Then I made the Man take me to the beach and we had more fun...
And He took beautiful shots of The Wreck of the Peter Iredale, see...
Then we went home and lazed around all day doing pretty much nothing, I'd call that a good day.
Friday, July 04, 2008
Friday Morning Nature Blogging
Happy 4th of July All
This is what it will look like in Fair Astoria tonight!
~CHEERS~
This is what it will look like in Fair Astoria tonight!
~CHEERS~
Thursday, July 03, 2008
Day 4
Demolition day.
I warned them I did, for two weeks I did, every. single. day.
I told them that they had to clean their room. I told them that anything left out of place or on the floor of their room was to be thrown out after they left. I told them we are downsizing, that if they did not care about their things then why on earth should I?
I got a tip from a Father once after I was complaining about my little pigs. He told me that one day he had gotten fed up with the messy room problem and went destructo with black garbage bags in his kids room - everything got tossed - he then said that he hadn't had a problem with their room since, all he has to do is mention his last solution and they are up cleaning.
So I have to think, why don't I do that? So I'm going to and today is the day.
I'm going in armed with bags and a shovel. Anything out of it's home is toast.
Just one thing......if you don't hear from me in three days, send help.
I warned them I did, for two weeks I did, every. single. day.
I told them that they had to clean their room. I told them that anything left out of place or on the floor of their room was to be thrown out after they left. I told them we are downsizing, that if they did not care about their things then why on earth should I?
I got a tip from a Father once after I was complaining about my little pigs. He told me that one day he had gotten fed up with the messy room problem and went destructo with black garbage bags in his kids room - everything got tossed - he then said that he hadn't had a problem with their room since, all he has to do is mention his last solution and they are up cleaning.
So I have to think, why don't I do that? So I'm going to and today is the day.
I'm going in armed with bags and a shovel. Anything out of it's home is toast.
Just one thing......if you don't hear from me in three days, send help.
Wednesday, July 02, 2008
Day 3
I got nothin', sorry folks. The Man has the day off, I have no kids and I am very distracted today.
I want to bar-b-q but I need a side order of Sun and it looks like we're fresh out.
I'm thinking we might just cuddle up with a good movie, or play it by ear whatever.
HEY! Who stole the Sun? If you please, could you return it?
kthxbai!
I want to bar-b-q but I need a side order of Sun and it looks like we're fresh out.
I'm thinking we might just cuddle up with a good movie, or play it by ear whatever.
HEY! Who stole the Sun? If you please, could you return it?
kthxbai!
Tuesday, July 01, 2008
Monday, June 30, 2008
Day 1
And now I will post for you a response to my last post pertaining to what I would do when my kids left and since dooce has had so much luck posting snark I thought I would try it. And P.S. I so got drunk last night, we went to The Columbian and I had red wine (holy shit they still serve that?) while we watched Iron Man and I might do it again GASP.
"Anonymous said...
If you are offended by any of those things your probably reading the wrong blog and with 75,000 people a day or so out there starting new blogs I am SURE you will find something that suits you just fine, I know I have. I do this because I enjoy it and the day that changes will be the day you click in to my blog and find it gone.
"Anonymous said...
Wow, getting drunk? People still actually drink? I thought that went out with the 1980s.....really girl, get a grip..young moms aren't supposed to "get drunk". It's not a healthy thing to do to your body or your brain-but oh well, do what you gotta do. But remember, boozers are LOSERS"
If you are offended by any of those things your probably reading the wrong blog and with 75,000 people a day or so out there starting new blogs I am SURE you will find something that suits you just fine, I know I have. I do this because I enjoy it and the day that changes will be the day you click in to my blog and find it gone.
Saturday, June 28, 2008
One more day....
And I am kid free babies!! for two weeks.
That's right I said it TWO WEEKS SANS CHILDREN.
Are ya jealous?
Dontcha just hate me?
Now I have to go, lots of packing to do to get them off tomorrow morning, then I think I'll get drunk and pass out in the sun for awhile (sunblocked of course) then maybe get drunk again.
Who knows? The childless possibilities are endless.
TA!
That's right I said it TWO WEEKS SANS CHILDREN.
Are ya jealous?
Dontcha just hate me?
Now I have to go, lots of packing to do to get them off tomorrow morning, then I think I'll get drunk and pass out in the sun for awhile (sunblocked of course) then maybe get drunk again.
Who knows? The childless possibilities are endless.
TA!
Friday, June 27, 2008
Friday Morning Nature Blogging
"Men occasionally stumble over the truth, but most of them pick themselves up and hurry off as if nothing ever happened."
--Winston Churchill
--Winston Churchill
Tuesday, June 24, 2008
No wit today....
My butt is broken.
When I first got pregnant oh these twelve and a half years ago, I experienced something many woman have the misfortune of experiencing....sciatica.
If your not familiar it means - that the spots to the left or right side of the small indentation made by your tale bone will...catch or stick if you will; seize up may be the correct term. The end result being that it's very hard to sit or stand or to bend over or stand up from a bent over state...you know, things we humans do everyday to function normally.
Well mine has been acting up for a week now. Makes picking up laundry very difficult. It even makes sitting here typing this post a tad bit uncomfortable.
Ahhhh, one more reason for all you childless people out there to think twice about having kids. Don't get me wrong you know the drill...I love my kids, wouldn't trade them, wouldn't do it different blah blah blah...
BUT! my body has suffered, greatly. I am still suffering from pregnancy side effects and my oldest will be twelve soon. I just want to slap all those ladies out there who say "Oh I just love to be pregnant, I feel so wonderful! I could do this the rest of my life"
Go to hell I say! What's wrong with you I say? Are you insane? Did you not get sciatica? Morning sickness from hell? Aches? Pains? General misery? What planet are you from I say?
I hated it! I felt...invaded. And it didn't help when dear sweet Miss Melanie said "Hey Denise, you got somethin' alive in there, ain't that kinda gross?" All I could think then was "get out get out get OUT!"
Ya! thanks for that. As if it wasn't bad enough what with all the incontinence.
Anyway I digress. My point is I'm not funny today. My butt is broken.
When I first got pregnant oh these twelve and a half years ago, I experienced something many woman have the misfortune of experiencing....sciatica.
If your not familiar it means - that the spots to the left or right side of the small indentation made by your tale bone will...catch or stick if you will; seize up may be the correct term. The end result being that it's very hard to sit or stand or to bend over or stand up from a bent over state...you know, things we humans do everyday to function normally.
Well mine has been acting up for a week now. Makes picking up laundry very difficult. It even makes sitting here typing this post a tad bit uncomfortable.
Ahhhh, one more reason for all you childless people out there to think twice about having kids. Don't get me wrong you know the drill...I love my kids, wouldn't trade them, wouldn't do it different blah blah blah...
BUT! my body has suffered, greatly. I am still suffering from pregnancy side effects and my oldest will be twelve soon. I just want to slap all those ladies out there who say "Oh I just love to be pregnant, I feel so wonderful! I could do this the rest of my life"
Go to hell I say! What's wrong with you I say? Are you insane? Did you not get sciatica? Morning sickness from hell? Aches? Pains? General misery? What planet are you from I say?
I hated it! I felt...invaded. And it didn't help when dear sweet Miss Melanie said "Hey Denise, you got somethin' alive in there, ain't that kinda gross?" All I could think then was "get out get out get OUT!"
Ya! thanks for that. As if it wasn't bad enough what with all the incontinence.
Anyway I digress. My point is I'm not funny today. My butt is broken.
Monday, June 23, 2008
Ode to Pollen
Oh bane of my existence, oh powder from the very depths of hell why do you torment me so?
Why when the very absence of you would bring the World to an end do I want you to cease to exist?
Is it because of the beautiful things you cause to grow? Or the sweet, sweet honey that is produced because of you? Why no, of course not. I'm still a lover of nature you know, though it pains me so.
No, it's because of the itching I feel all over my poor little allergy ridden person. It's because of my eyes that burn like fire. It's the itching sensation in the back of my throat that nothing can touch; that horribly irritating sensation that makes swallowing a cactus seem.......lovely.
It's the sneezing attacks that occur anywhere, anytime that cause the scent of flowers to burst forth from my nose and mouth (people have actually stopped me to ask the name of my perfume, IT'S ME DAMN IT AHHHH!) causing people to follow me around sniffing me as though I were some sort of strange flower.
How from seemingly no where ungodly amounts of snot will pour from every orifice on my face and at the most inopportune moments at that.
And the grass, sigh. The beautiful, fragrant, soft, cool, torturous, heathen, unloving, unforgiving, from hell grass. How I would love to be five again, back before the words "hay fever" were a part of my vocabulary, before the discomfort of itchy watery eyes and nose could touch me in my youth. How all at once the very smell of it brings terror and elation, ecstasy and dread.
Alas, here I sit; Once again mulling over my big dilemma of the Summer; Do I suffer? Or do I break down and take the allergy pills? Do I want to be miserable? Or do I want to be doped up?
Oh the angst of Evil.
Why when the very absence of you would bring the World to an end do I want you to cease to exist?
Is it because of the beautiful things you cause to grow? Or the sweet, sweet honey that is produced because of you? Why no, of course not. I'm still a lover of nature you know, though it pains me so.
No, it's because of the itching I feel all over my poor little allergy ridden person. It's because of my eyes that burn like fire. It's the itching sensation in the back of my throat that nothing can touch; that horribly irritating sensation that makes swallowing a cactus seem.......lovely.
It's the sneezing attacks that occur anywhere, anytime that cause the scent of flowers to burst forth from my nose and mouth (people have actually stopped me to ask the name of my perfume, IT'S ME DAMN IT AHHHH!) causing people to follow me around sniffing me as though I were some sort of strange flower.
How from seemingly no where ungodly amounts of snot will pour from every orifice on my face and at the most inopportune moments at that.
And the grass, sigh. The beautiful, fragrant, soft, cool, torturous, heathen, unloving, unforgiving, from hell grass. How I would love to be five again, back before the words "hay fever" were a part of my vocabulary, before the discomfort of itchy watery eyes and nose could touch me in my youth. How all at once the very smell of it brings terror and elation, ecstasy and dread.
Alas, here I sit; Once again mulling over my big dilemma of the Summer; Do I suffer? Or do I break down and take the allergy pills? Do I want to be miserable? Or do I want to be doped up?
Oh the angst of Evil.
Saturday, June 21, 2008
Lazy Saturday
Is there really a point to posting on Saturday? I mean....how many people actually read their blogrolls on the weekend? Besides me that is. Who will even see this I ask you?
I skip around, trying to read new posts from my fellow bloggers and inevitably feel like a looser who has nothing better to do than troll the internet's for some early morning entertainment.
The collection of crap they call cartoons are not what they used to be, hence I have been thwarted my Saturday Morning Cartoons and I am forced into the arms of YOU! internet.
But no one blogs on the weekend, except me (poor, poor Evil.)
And it's not like I am neglecting anyone for this either...The Man works on Saturday...my pets are asleep as well as my children (odd for the oldest at this hour) and all is quiet save for the music from my playlist.
But alas...as I click around, the same thing that was there yesterday is still there today. I must find some other way to entertain myself....but then what happens tomorrow I ASK you?
Oh ya....The Man has the day off YAY! And maybe the Sun will come out and we can go and play or something or or....okay....now I'm just typing the random thoughts that pop into my head,
SEE WHAT YOU'VE DONE TO ME INTERNET'S!
that is all....
I skip around, trying to read new posts from my fellow bloggers and inevitably feel like a looser who has nothing better to do than troll the internet's for some early morning entertainment.
The collection of crap they call cartoons are not what they used to be, hence I have been thwarted my Saturday Morning Cartoons and I am forced into the arms of YOU! internet.
But no one blogs on the weekend, except me (poor, poor Evil.)
And it's not like I am neglecting anyone for this either...The Man works on Saturday...my pets are asleep as well as my children (odd for the oldest at this hour) and all is quiet save for the music from my playlist.
But alas...as I click around, the same thing that was there yesterday is still there today. I must find some other way to entertain myself....but then what happens tomorrow I ASK you?
Oh ya....The Man has the day off YAY! And maybe the Sun will come out and we can go and play or something or or....okay....now I'm just typing the random thoughts that pop into my head,
SEE WHAT YOU'VE DONE TO ME INTERNET'S!
that is all....
Friday, June 20, 2008
Wednesday, June 18, 2008
Tuesday, June 17, 2008
Ways to make little girls happy
First take one of these,
then add some of these,
Then let sit over night, possibly covered in a do rag or something...then Ta Da! you get this...
and...this.
Big. Fat. Smiles.
then add some of these,
Then let sit over night, possibly covered in a do rag or something...then Ta Da! you get this...
and...this.
Big. Fat. Smiles.
Sunday, June 15, 2008
To My Favorite Boy In The Whole Wide World...
I love you ever so much, I could not live without you.
Thank You
Happy Father's Day
Saturday, June 14, 2008
Because I'm lazy, I'm reposting an oldy...
The Rule Of Chocolate:
Chocolate is a vegetable.
How you ask?
Chocolate is derived from cacao beans.
Bean = vegetable.
Sugar is derived from either sugar cane or sugar beets.
Both are plants, which places them in the vegetable category.
Thus, chocolate is a vegetable.
To go one step further, chocolate bars also contain milk, which is dairy.
So candy bars are a health food.
Chocolate covered raisins, cherries, orange slices and strawberries all count as fruit, so eat as many as you want. (at least three servings a day I believe)
Diet tip: Eat chocolate before a meal, It'll take the edge off and you'll eat less.
If calories are an issue, store your chocolate on top of the fridge. Calories are afraid of heights (little known nutritional fact) and they will jump out of the chocolate to protect themselves.
Chocolate has many preservatives. Preservatives make you look younger. Therefore you need to eat more chocolate.
A nice box of chocolates can provide your total daily intake of calories in one place. Now, isn't that handy?
Equal amounts of both white and dark chocolates counteract each other = a balanced diet.
If you've got melted chocolate all over your hands your eating it too slowly.
If you can't eat all of your chocolate it will keep in the freezer, but IF you can't finish your chocolate; what's wrong with you??
Chocolate is a vegetable.
How you ask?
Chocolate is derived from cacao beans.
Bean = vegetable.
Sugar is derived from either sugar cane or sugar beets.
Both are plants, which places them in the vegetable category.
Thus, chocolate is a vegetable.
To go one step further, chocolate bars also contain milk, which is dairy.
So candy bars are a health food.
Chocolate covered raisins, cherries, orange slices and strawberries all count as fruit, so eat as many as you want. (at least three servings a day I believe)
Diet tip: Eat chocolate before a meal, It'll take the edge off and you'll eat less.
If calories are an issue, store your chocolate on top of the fridge. Calories are afraid of heights (little known nutritional fact) and they will jump out of the chocolate to protect themselves.
Chocolate has many preservatives. Preservatives make you look younger. Therefore you need to eat more chocolate.
A nice box of chocolates can provide your total daily intake of calories in one place. Now, isn't that handy?
Equal amounts of both white and dark chocolates counteract each other = a balanced diet.
If you've got melted chocolate all over your hands your eating it too slowly.
If you can't eat all of your chocolate it will keep in the freezer, but IF you can't finish your chocolate; what's wrong with you??
Friday, June 13, 2008
Thursday, June 12, 2008
Not gonna do it...
Not gonna bitch, piss, whine and moan; NOT GONNA!
I'm sorry people, the stress......it's got me today. Shit is trying is very hardest to hit the fan, after all that has happened more shit is trying to slip it's way in.
You know, it's like standing on the edge of a cliff. Below you the water is churning and spraying it's way around the jagged sharp rocks that peek and hide beneath the surface; Behind you...behind you is the sloping hillside that is to steep to climb and the fall is endless; At the bottom you and all your belongings will end up in a jumbled heap of a broken mess and cleaning it up just seems to painful and exhausting.
So I stand here, carefully, so as not to slip in either direction; only my legs are starting to tire.
I'm sorry people, the stress......it's got me today. Shit is trying is very hardest to hit the fan, after all that has happened more shit is trying to slip it's way in.
You know, it's like standing on the edge of a cliff. Below you the water is churning and spraying it's way around the jagged sharp rocks that peek and hide beneath the surface; Behind you...behind you is the sloping hillside that is to steep to climb and the fall is endless; At the bottom you and all your belongings will end up in a jumbled heap of a broken mess and cleaning it up just seems to painful and exhausting.
So I stand here, carefully, so as not to slip in either direction; only my legs are starting to tire.
Tuesday, June 10, 2008
Beware all ye pretty pretty princesses...
Your pink puffy's will not be tolerated here arg.
Let this be a warning to all ye who enter here, priss will not be allowed.
Let this be a warning to all ye who enter here, priss will not be allowed.
Monday, June 09, 2008
UGH!
I don't want to offend any of my male reader's so I'm offering a disclaimer...MALE BASHING TO BEGIN IN 3, 2, 1...
I have spent the last two weeks catering to a very sinus infected male....up to and including when I finally banished him to urgent care three days ago for antibiotics....I spent the first two days forgetting that he was sick and saying stupid things like "What's wrong babe?" only to be followed by this shriek "I'M FUCKING SICK DENISE, WHAT DO YOU THINK IS WRONG?"
Now two weeks later, I'm sick, Three days now I've been dealing with this headache; you know the one; where you bend over to pick up the sock you just dropped and your head tries to pound it's way out of your skull? yeah that one.
Well here's the rub...God...he didn't give Men (at least mine, I'll give you boys that!) the ability to deal with sick people. NO! Once his needs are met (antibiotics being the final solution) he has no sympathy. After two and a half weeks of dealing with his whining and bitching and moaning about his DAMN SINUSES do I get any comfort? Some sympathy? NO! I get "WHAT?" I'M ON ANTIBIOTICS GOD DAMN IT, I DON'T HAVE TIME FOR YOUR ILLNESS; even though I caused it"
Sorry babe, it really sucks that after two weeks of taking care of my lame ass that you got my stupid fucking cold! Sorry that you don't have any health insurance and you CAN'T go to the doctor for antibiotics, sorry that you have to resort to FUCKING WHISKEY (bleh) and DayQuil to get rid of your cold, no conventional medicine for YOU!
SUCK IT UP BITCH!
O'kay he didn't say that last part but DUDES it totally felt that way. However, he DID say "Your just drunk!"
O'kay it's almost 5pm and I've had 3 shots of bad whiskey since noon, and while it may seem like a lot to some of you I added those shots to glasses of: chamomile tea, lemon wedges, honey and cayenne pepper. I AM HAVIN' A FUCKIN' BLAST BEBE!
Yeah right, in what world is the above recipe grounds for FUN I ask you?
If I wasn't sick I would think I was a lunatic for drinkin' that shit 'cause people...aside from it's medicinal value THAT recipe is FUCKED UP! that's right I said it...fucked up...It's not your "get your drunk on" kinda drink NO! it's a kick your ass right into bed for a whole day kinda drink.
But what is a girl who is waiting for a decent president and good health care to do I ask you?
Do you have another suggestion besides what Hellouise and self medication can offer?
Cause if you have any home remedies to avoid a sinus infection I would dearly love to hear them!
Seriously!
I have spent the last two weeks catering to a very sinus infected male....up to and including when I finally banished him to urgent care three days ago for antibiotics....I spent the first two days forgetting that he was sick and saying stupid things like "What's wrong babe?" only to be followed by this shriek "I'M FUCKING SICK DENISE, WHAT DO YOU THINK IS WRONG?"
Now two weeks later, I'm sick, Three days now I've been dealing with this headache; you know the one; where you bend over to pick up the sock you just dropped and your head tries to pound it's way out of your skull? yeah that one.
Well here's the rub...God...he didn't give Men (at least mine, I'll give you boys that!) the ability to deal with sick people. NO! Once his needs are met (antibiotics being the final solution) he has no sympathy. After two and a half weeks of dealing with his whining and bitching and moaning about his DAMN SINUSES do I get any comfort? Some sympathy? NO! I get "WHAT?" I'M ON ANTIBIOTICS GOD DAMN IT, I DON'T HAVE TIME FOR YOUR ILLNESS; even though I caused it"
Sorry babe, it really sucks that after two weeks of taking care of my lame ass that you got my stupid fucking cold! Sorry that you don't have any health insurance and you CAN'T go to the doctor for antibiotics, sorry that you have to resort to FUCKING WHISKEY (bleh) and DayQuil to get rid of your cold, no conventional medicine for YOU!
SUCK IT UP BITCH!
O'kay he didn't say that last part but DUDES it totally felt that way. However, he DID say "Your just drunk!"
O'kay it's almost 5pm and I've had 3 shots of bad whiskey since noon, and while it may seem like a lot to some of you I added those shots to glasses of: chamomile tea, lemon wedges, honey and cayenne pepper. I AM HAVIN' A FUCKIN' BLAST BEBE!
Yeah right, in what world is the above recipe grounds for FUN I ask you?
If I wasn't sick I would think I was a lunatic for drinkin' that shit 'cause people...aside from it's medicinal value THAT recipe is FUCKED UP! that's right I said it...fucked up...It's not your "get your drunk on" kinda drink NO! it's a kick your ass right into bed for a whole day kinda drink.
But what is a girl who is waiting for a decent president and good health care to do I ask you?
Do you have another suggestion besides what Hellouise and self medication can offer?
Cause if you have any home remedies to avoid a sinus infection I would dearly love to hear them!
Seriously!
Ahhh the stress......embrace it
So I think it's time for me to get a job. I forgot how smoothly I run when I'm stress out.
The anxiety is high but SHIT GETS DONE! Like my world is trying to fall apart on me but I'm eerily calm about it all. Usually the Man is the one who finds us the place to live when we need a new dwelling but this time he had no time for that. And while the place I have an eye on is not a palatial abode it will save us money (something I have trouble doing) and maybe we can find something more permanent down the road. Or not, whatev.
I'm not gonna sweat it. If I never own my own home I don't care. I'll be paying the equivalent of rent for the rest of my life so six of one half dozen of the other right?
Cynical? or Realistic? I leave it to you to ponder.
The anxiety is high but SHIT GETS DONE! Like my world is trying to fall apart on me but I'm eerily calm about it all. Usually the Man is the one who finds us the place to live when we need a new dwelling but this time he had no time for that. And while the place I have an eye on is not a palatial abode it will save us money (something I have trouble doing) and maybe we can find something more permanent down the road. Or not, whatev.
I'm not gonna sweat it. If I never own my own home I don't care. I'll be paying the equivalent of rent for the rest of my life so six of one half dozen of the other right?
Cynical? or Realistic? I leave it to you to ponder.
Friday, June 06, 2008
So I think I found a place to live....
But it will require some down sizing, which in the realm of things is not all that bad since I have entirely to much stuff.
And they allow dogs, and the move in costs are low, and I might be able to get a spot on the ground floor (bonus!) and they have a pet area! PET AREA PEOPLE, chock full of doggie poo bags and all.
Now, if I can fit all my furnishings in the apartment it'll be grand! And if not...anyone want a dog?
Oh and Melanie, this is for you!
Front of the Dress! (that's not a spot it's the camera!)
Back of the Dress!
And yes it will fit you! don't argue with me damn it!
And they allow dogs, and the move in costs are low, and I might be able to get a spot on the ground floor (bonus!) and they have a pet area! PET AREA PEOPLE, chock full of doggie poo bags and all.
Now, if I can fit all my furnishings in the apartment it'll be grand! And if not...anyone want a dog?
Oh and Melanie, this is for you!
Front of the Dress! (that's not a spot it's the camera!)
Back of the Dress!
And yes it will fit you! don't argue with me damn it!
Thursday, June 05, 2008
Ode to my children
Oh small women who would turn me gray,
must you fight and bitch today?
It's been only ten minutes since you walked through the door,
must you always fight about which one of you has more?
Why just last night you fought over a crumb!
If it were not attached you'd fight over your thumb.
I think it's a plot to get your own way,
your both little snots, must it be everyday?
I'd send you outside were it not for bad weather,
And I remember I love you so I won't knock your heads together.
One more week of school is all that I've got.
Then oh lord help me I'm alone with this lot.
must you fight and bitch today?
It's been only ten minutes since you walked through the door,
must you always fight about which one of you has more?
Why just last night you fought over a crumb!
If it were not attached you'd fight over your thumb.
I think it's a plot to get your own way,
your both little snots, must it be everyday?
I'd send you outside were it not for bad weather,
And I remember I love you so I won't knock your heads together.
One more week of school is all that I've got.
Then oh lord help me I'm alone with this lot.
Wednesday, June 04, 2008
This is too funny not to post...
This is a mural on the ceiling of a smoking lounge in a Hotel.
Think this would help you quit?
Think this would help you quit?
Tuesday, June 03, 2008
Dear Universe...
Okay....I apologize for saying Fuck You.
But I'm still super pissed.
I'll not go into the minor things that have gone wrong since the big one but suffice it to say I probably would not have noticed these things all that much had you not dropped the big bomb.
But my language was inappropriate and un-lady like.
However, I would appreciate it if you would cease and desist with the bad shit ASAP!
Thank you that is all.
But I'm still super pissed.
I'll not go into the minor things that have gone wrong since the big one but suffice it to say I probably would not have noticed these things all that much had you not dropped the big bomb.
But my language was inappropriate and un-lady like.
However, I would appreciate it if you would cease and desist with the bad shit ASAP!
Thank you that is all.
Monday, June 02, 2008
Happy Birthday Anthony
It has been four months since you past and it still seems like the phone might ring and when I pick it up "Hello Darlin'" might come through from the other end.
You would have been 61 years old today, still seems so young to me. I can't quite remember the last time I saw your face, was so long ago; I think it was my front yard but the memory is blurry now.
If someone had asked me at Christmas who I thought I would be with out in the coming year your name would not have come up. I still can't hardly think of you without the sting of tears, how the suddenness of it all still hurts me so deep, how it's still so close to the surface.
I know your in a better place; wherever that place might be and so the pain and the tears are all just for me; for my loss and the sorrow it's caused the Man I love and his family, your family.
You were loved by everyone who met you and you are missed by them in your absence.
I love you A, Happy Birthday.
You would have been 61 years old today, still seems so young to me. I can't quite remember the last time I saw your face, was so long ago; I think it was my front yard but the memory is blurry now.
If someone had asked me at Christmas who I thought I would be with out in the coming year your name would not have come up. I still can't hardly think of you without the sting of tears, how the suddenness of it all still hurts me so deep, how it's still so close to the surface.
I know your in a better place; wherever that place might be and so the pain and the tears are all just for me; for my loss and the sorrow it's caused the Man I love and his family, your family.
You were loved by everyone who met you and you are missed by them in your absence.
I love you A, Happy Birthday.
Sunday, June 01, 2008
I am in love....
With HULU, if you have not checked out HULU you should!
I just watched two episodes of LOST that haven't even aired yet! HAVEN'T AIRED YET!
It was tricky but I did it. It wasn't easy I had to be sneaky to watch them but DUDES! Cable...soon to be a thing of the past.
OH! and the best part...FREE ;P
I just watched two episodes of LOST that haven't even aired yet! HAVEN'T AIRED YET!
It was tricky but I did it. It wasn't easy I had to be sneaky to watch them but DUDES! Cable...soon to be a thing of the past.
OH! and the best part...FREE ;P
*UPDATE*
I found out that those episodes HAD in fact aired this last Thursday, so my bad
people, however they weren't actually updated either so I still had to be sneaky.
Also much to my dismay Battlestar Galactica is somewhat of a no go on that site,
so you can't have it all, sigh.
10:14 a.m. Monday June. 2 2008
I found out that those episodes HAD in fact aired this last Thursday, so my bad
people, however they weren't actually updated either so I still had to be sneaky.
Also much to my dismay Battlestar Galactica is somewhat of a no go on that site,
so you can't have it all, sigh.
10:14 a.m. Monday June. 2 2008
Friday, May 30, 2008
Thursday, May 29, 2008
Hello Universe?
Ummmmm......I think you may have misunderstood my meaning.
I did not want to be homeless.
I wanted a house of my own.
The letter from the landlady saying we had to vacate by July 30th so she could sell this place (HA!) was a cruel joke in place of what I had asked you for.
So Fuck You.
Thank you that is all.
I did not want to be homeless.
I wanted a house of my own.
The letter from the landlady saying we had to vacate by July 30th so she could sell this place (HA!) was a cruel joke in place of what I had asked you for.
So Fuck You.
Thank you that is all.
Tuesday, May 27, 2008
Dear Universe...
You know what I want so I'm not even gonna say it.
Just give it to me already, please? I've been a good girl (or bad whatever works) I deserve it.
We both know you want to so why fight it? Why not save us both a lot of time and energy and give me what I want, what I need.
It's not like I'm asking a lot, it's a big world and it's just sitting there lonely and unloved, uncared for.
Just give it to ME and I will love it and care for it and make it beautiful again, it's what it wants.
And how can you say no to that hmmm?
So let's just stop all this hemming and hawing over whether or not we are meant for each other WE SO ARE!
So let's get the show on the road Universe, let's just get this over with and you can move on to bigger things.
Thank You for your time.
Just give it to me already, please? I've been a good girl (or bad whatever works) I deserve it.
We both know you want to so why fight it? Why not save us both a lot of time and energy and give me what I want, what I need.
It's not like I'm asking a lot, it's a big world and it's just sitting there lonely and unloved, uncared for.
Just give it to ME and I will love it and care for it and make it beautiful again, it's what it wants.
And how can you say no to that hmmm?
So let's just stop all this hemming and hawing over whether or not we are meant for each other WE SO ARE!
So let's get the show on the road Universe, let's just get this over with and you can move on to bigger things.
Thank You for your time.
Saturday, May 24, 2008
This video made my day...
I stole it from my buddy Kevin Charnas ....I might even have teared up with laughter over it.
And does this girl look familiar to anyone else?
P.S. I highly recommend listening to the Sunburnt Hand song when your done with this one!
And does this girl look familiar to anyone else?
P.S. I highly recommend listening to the Sunburnt Hand song when your done with this one!
Friday, May 23, 2008
Tuesday, May 20, 2008
Where did the time go?
I found an old friend on the internet the other day and it got me thinking about time. It seemed to me that it hadn't been all that long since last I saw her, but then I was aware that she had never met my children. My oldest will be twelve this summer. It seemed like yesterday I was this woman's roommate and her then youngest child would NOT wear her underpants; now that little girl is almost grown. Seems like last night we were having a conversation about my possibly visiting her in Florida for a time when she lived there and being interrupted by her realization that there was an alligator at the other end of her pool. Now twelve years, 4 children, 3 states, 1 new spouse and a cancer scare have gone by.
I feel like at any moment my mother is going to call my name and tell my teenager self I have to take my little brother with me if I want to go to the mall or to Melanie's house; then my 6th grader walks through the door. I pass a mirror and catch a brief image and my mind thinks "Wow that lady looks like my Mother" and then realize it's my own reflection I passed.
I don't feel my age but am more over reminded of it. Small babes are giant girl women taller than me now; Suave men get old then expire; young boys grow up strong then grow crazy/angry/withdrawn then finally medicated. People change into new people that you don't know. They start new lives, have new children, move out of state, get new spouses, contract diseases, loose touch, loose heart, stop caring or are unable to. And when or if you re-connect you are new people with new lives and new stories to tell and hear. Hopefully you are not so different; maybe there is a path from the youth that you were to the adult that you are.
Now yours is the suave Man and you are the Mother and they are the teenagers. The young boys are strong men. The giant girl women will soon be real women and our usefulness will fade with the transition.
But then there is that little glimmer of what is to come. A shiny little jewel to ponder and admire from inside the little box where I keep it. Someday my usefulness will fade. Someday they won't need me. That both saddens and elates me, makes me teary eyed and giddy. That I will again be my only obligation.
For now though, I will set my alarm for 4:45 a.m. and I will get up tomorrow and make coffee and get the Man off to work and the kids off to school and I will remember that yesterday I was a wife and Mother and not "Single girl in the city" although it would seem so.
I feel like at any moment my mother is going to call my name and tell my teenager self I have to take my little brother with me if I want to go to the mall or to Melanie's house; then my 6th grader walks through the door. I pass a mirror and catch a brief image and my mind thinks "Wow that lady looks like my Mother" and then realize it's my own reflection I passed.
I don't feel my age but am more over reminded of it. Small babes are giant girl women taller than me now; Suave men get old then expire; young boys grow up strong then grow crazy/angry/withdrawn then finally medicated. People change into new people that you don't know. They start new lives, have new children, move out of state, get new spouses, contract diseases, loose touch, loose heart, stop caring or are unable to. And when or if you re-connect you are new people with new lives and new stories to tell and hear. Hopefully you are not so different; maybe there is a path from the youth that you were to the adult that you are.
Now yours is the suave Man and you are the Mother and they are the teenagers. The young boys are strong men. The giant girl women will soon be real women and our usefulness will fade with the transition.
But then there is that little glimmer of what is to come. A shiny little jewel to ponder and admire from inside the little box where I keep it. Someday my usefulness will fade. Someday they won't need me. That both saddens and elates me, makes me teary eyed and giddy. That I will again be my only obligation.
For now though, I will set my alarm for 4:45 a.m. and I will get up tomorrow and make coffee and get the Man off to work and the kids off to school and I will remember that yesterday I was a wife and Mother and not "Single girl in the city" although it would seem so.
Monday, May 19, 2008
Outdoor School
My big girl left today for Outdoor school.
This is it. I'm obsolete.
She's off to start the phase of her life where in she starts not needing me.
She gets to go for three days to outdoor school, then she comes home and Thursday she gets to go to the 2008 Girls Summit in Portland, then on Friday she gets to go with the rest of the 6th graders to Fort Clatsop to help finish building the Fort to Sea trail.
She's busy.
So that leaves the youngest here alone with her Dad and I.
We will be taking her to see Horton Hears a Who at the local Pizza place/Movie house.
This is it. I'm obsolete.
She's off to start the phase of her life where in she starts not needing me.
She gets to go for three days to outdoor school, then she comes home and Thursday she gets to go to the 2008 Girls Summit in Portland, then on Friday she gets to go with the rest of the 6th graders to Fort Clatsop to help finish building the Fort to Sea trail.
She's busy.
So that leaves the youngest here alone with her Dad and I.
We will be taking her to see Horton Hears a Who at the local Pizza place/Movie house.
Friday, May 16, 2008
Friday Morning Nature Blogging
This little guy is one of the many little birds that regularly tries to fly into my dining room, only there is the glass issue. With a loud THWACK they knock them selves out ALL THE TIME! It's loud enough to startle all the inhabitants of the house and give a good shake to the large picture window.
He was knocked silly long enough for me to take a couple of pictures, then the cat came over to see what I was doing and got interested so I took him in the house. When I came back out he was still there.
And not to worry, he snapped out of it and flew away after he got his picture taken. He he will live to knock himself out another day
Thursday, May 15, 2008
A letter to Cami Kaos
Dear Cami,
I heard your podcast where in you called me out. I HEARD! And so to save face and not to let you believe I would ignore something so HUGE as an invitation from the Great and Powerful Cami Kaos,
I am formerly accepting your invitation to do the Strange Love podcast.
However, I still do not know when I can do that for I am lame and here's why...
I just bought a new headset w/mic specifically for the podcast and they DON'T WORK!! sucks to that. Plus my kid now needs glasses so I can't afford to replace them right now. Not only that but it wacked out my sound system like hella bad and I bought them at Fred Meyer's so I don't know if they will take them back. If you (or anyone) has any ideas for inexpensive headset w/mic I can purchase I would love to hear it.
So...as soon as I am not lame I will let you know and we can set up a time to do this and I will enlighten you as to the bathing hippie, if your still interested by then that is.
And P.S. I think the Bubblewench might know a little something about being a hippie; jus sayin'
I heard your podcast where in you called me out. I HEARD! And so to save face and not to let you believe I would ignore something so HUGE as an invitation from the Great and Powerful Cami Kaos,
I am formerly accepting your invitation to do the Strange Love podcast.
However, I still do not know when I can do that for I am lame and here's why...
I just bought a new headset w/mic specifically for the podcast and they DON'T WORK!! sucks to that. Plus my kid now needs glasses so I can't afford to replace them right now. Not only that but it wacked out my sound system like hella bad and I bought them at Fred Meyer's so I don't know if they will take them back. If you (or anyone) has any ideas for inexpensive headset w/mic I can purchase I would love to hear it.
So...as soon as I am not lame I will let you know and we can set up a time to do this and I will enlighten you as to the bathing hippie, if your still interested by then that is.
And P.S. I think the Bubblewench might know a little something about being a hippie; jus sayin'
So I had this great post planned...
and then the Sun came out and the birds started to sing and I completely forgot what it was I was going to say...
So I'm going to take my camera and go have coffee with my girlfriend and maybe take some picture's for tomorrow.
See ya!
So I'm going to take my camera and go have coffee with my girlfriend and maybe take some picture's for tomorrow.
See ya!
Wednesday, May 14, 2008
There was an actual line...
At my bathroom this morning.
There was one person in the shower, one using the facilities and when I walked out there was the rest of my family standing in single file line waiting for the bathroom.
It was to say the least hilarious.
Note to self: next time you move...make sure there are two bathrooms.
There was one person in the shower, one using the facilities and when I walked out there was the rest of my family standing in single file line waiting for the bathroom.
It was to say the least hilarious.
Note to self: next time you move...make sure there are two bathrooms.
Tuesday, May 13, 2008
Spring cleaning time...
Are you ready?
I've been up since 5am. I've gotten three people off to school and work, cleaned two picture windows and a few small ones too, I've done four loads of laundry, half of my dishes, cleaned and moved three dressers, a shelf, a filing cabinet and a dog bed.
And I'm not even close to done yet. And I won't even go into what I did yesterday.
Nothing like a Land Lady coming into the house to measure for carpet to light that spring cleaning fire under your ass is there?
Monday, May 12, 2008
Well aren't we special
Former President Bill Clinton is in Astoria, he'll be at the maritime museum in half an hour.
Now all I need to know is...can I get to the grocery store which is on the other side of town...former Pres in the middle...before the traffic becomes a completely horrible mess?
Sigh...
Now all I need to know is...can I get to the grocery store which is on the other side of town...former Pres in the middle...before the traffic becomes a completely horrible mess?
Sigh...
Sunday, May 11, 2008
Happy Mother's Day!
We took the kids to Seaside Fun Center yesterday for some pre Mother's day fun.
We had spin-y spin-y fun! I laughed until my guts hurt, we love the Tilt-o-Whirl.
My Family tried to run each other over on the bumper cars.
We laughed our butts off at these two Seagulls who were fighting over a spot on the turn around wall.
this spot in fact that this Seagull quickly took when they hopped down to yell at each other.
But then we chased him away 'cause we needed to take this great picture for me for Mother's Day, a girl needs a good pic of her Family you know! Aren't they lovely, sigh.
We had spin-y spin-y fun! I laughed until my guts hurt, we love the Tilt-o-Whirl.
My Family tried to run each other over on the bumper cars.
We laughed our butts off at these two Seagulls who were fighting over a spot on the turn around wall.
this spot in fact that this Seagull quickly took when they hopped down to yell at each other.
But then we chased him away 'cause we needed to take this great picture for me for Mother's Day, a girl needs a good pic of her Family you know! Aren't they lovely, sigh.
Saturday, May 10, 2008
So I tried something new yesterday.
Absente.
It is refined Absinthe, which is what I WOULD have tried if you could get it in the United States but I'm told you can't. I'm still researching; I'll let you know.
Plus it came with this:
And I love it when my booze comes with gifts.
Anyway, the box reads:
'During the heady days of late 19th century Paris, Absinthe was the trademark drink of artists like Degas, Manet, Picasso, Van Gogh, Toulouse-Lautrec and Oscar Wilde.
Today, Absente, Absinthe Refined, evokes the glamour and mystical allure of "The Green Fairy."
Absente is the modern version of the original Absinthe recipe. The single difference is we replaced the notorious botanical Wormwood with a less bitter cousin, Southern Wormwood, also known as "petite absinthe." Absente is the first legal Absinthe available in America since 1912.'
It was strange, it tasted like licorice and fennel. And it's 110 proof (hoo boy!) I have always wanted to try Absinthe, and Mead but thats another story, but these things are hard to buy if you are an American (kinda says something right there doesn't it?) it has a substance called Thojone which is what makes Wormwood "notorious."
It does have this substance in it, just at the legally allowed limit in the States; which I researched and found out that it's not really all that much stronger if you buy it outside the U.S.
It's the process of making the drink that most people enjoy, the ritual of it.
You pour 2 ounces of Absente into a glass, then you place the Absinthe spoon over the glass with a sugar cube on it, then pour 3 ounces of cold water over the sugar cube until it dissolves, then stir with the Absinthe spoon.
It turns from a bright poison green color to a milky light green, it's quite pretty the effect. I can see why artists liked it and also why the process seemed so ritualistic. I am a little disappointed that it tastes like black licorice though. But the fact that it's nice and strong makes up for it.
Cheers!
It is refined Absinthe, which is what I WOULD have tried if you could get it in the United States but I'm told you can't. I'm still researching; I'll let you know.
Plus it came with this:
And I love it when my booze comes with gifts.
Anyway, the box reads:
'During the heady days of late 19th century Paris, Absinthe was the trademark drink of artists like Degas, Manet, Picasso, Van Gogh, Toulouse-Lautrec and Oscar Wilde.
Today, Absente, Absinthe Refined, evokes the glamour and mystical allure of "The Green Fairy."
Absente is the modern version of the original Absinthe recipe. The single difference is we replaced the notorious botanical Wormwood with a less bitter cousin, Southern Wormwood, also known as "petite absinthe." Absente is the first legal Absinthe available in America since 1912.'
It was strange, it tasted like licorice and fennel. And it's 110 proof (hoo boy!) I have always wanted to try Absinthe, and Mead but thats another story, but these things are hard to buy if you are an American (kinda says something right there doesn't it?) it has a substance called Thojone which is what makes Wormwood "notorious."
It does have this substance in it, just at the legally allowed limit in the States; which I researched and found out that it's not really all that much stronger if you buy it outside the U.S.
It's the process of making the drink that most people enjoy, the ritual of it.
You pour 2 ounces of Absente into a glass, then you place the Absinthe spoon over the glass with a sugar cube on it, then pour 3 ounces of cold water over the sugar cube until it dissolves, then stir with the Absinthe spoon.
It turns from a bright poison green color to a milky light green, it's quite pretty the effect. I can see why artists liked it and also why the process seemed so ritualistic. I am a little disappointed that it tastes like black licorice though. But the fact that it's nice and strong makes up for it.
Cheers!
Friday, May 09, 2008
Friday Morning Nature Blogging
This is an Orange Eastern Lubber Grasshopper.
My girlfriend Amber is a photo biologist, She took this picture in Florida while trying to determine the food supply for some migratory birds in the swamp. She currently resides in The Virgin Islands continuing her schooling.
We hope to see her or her work on National Geographic soon; then I will have yet another geek celebrity name to drop. Heh.
In case you are wondering, the grasshopper IS as big as he looks. Even their babies are huge.
Happy Friday all!
Wednesday, May 07, 2008
Soooo....
It's Wednesday, the Man has been on Vaca all week long and so has been monopolizing all the time on the computer (or I don't have a lot going on in the way of funny and it's a damn good excuse).
All is well, except I feel like Hell. Just found out a couple of days ago that my little girlfriend is leaving town to start a whole new big girl life all by herself free of her 6 year relationship with her boyfriend.
We are saddened by this.
Anyway fear not fellow Evil lovers, I have much Friday Nature to Blog saved up so I'll be back on my game soon. Or whatever it is they say these days I'm outa the loop today.
Asta Manyana
All is well, except I feel like Hell. Just found out a couple of days ago that my little girlfriend is leaving town to start a whole new big girl life all by herself free of her 6 year relationship with her boyfriend.
We are saddened by this.
Anyway fear not fellow Evil lovers, I have much Friday Nature to Blog saved up so I'll be back on my game soon. Or whatever it is they say these days I'm outa the loop today.
Asta Manyana
Monday, May 05, 2008
To Miss Melanie on her Birthday,
So the universe never did see fit to give me my very own sister...And so instead it sent me you.
Happy Birthday Miss Melanie, I love you ever so much and this I dedicate to you.
Love you, Love me.
Happy Birthday Miss Melanie, I love you ever so much and this I dedicate to you.
Love you, Love me.
Saturday, May 03, 2008
Ummmm.....
Well it's Saturday morning...my Man is at work, my children were picked up by their Grandmother last night and taken far away, I just don't know what to do with myself.
I could sleep. oooo, sleep...sleep is good. My old friend sleep how you have abandoned me in recent years, how like a jilted jealous lover you have left me for some other who will appreciate you like I have been unable to.
Some lucky little 20 something who doesn't really need you because they don't have offspring and can run on hangover fumes after days and days of thwarting your every effort to sway their young souls to your slumber land, undeserving little wretches.
Oh how I miss you sweet sleep. I meant not to offend thee with my inability to lie with you at will, with my wakeful nature that keeps me from your sweet embrace, oh evil bladder that wakes me and pulls me from your arms when I have finally succumb to your honey potion.
How fondly I think of the soft, soft pillow that is the top of my bed...and the dark dark curtains I have hung in honor of the ever approaching summer with it's ever earlier day break that seems to come only minutes after we meet again.
Well sleep, now...I have no other engagements. I have all day so...please...don't leave me now.
Good day all; to bed I go. I have a date with an old friend and his name is Dream.
I could sleep. oooo, sleep...sleep is good. My old friend sleep how you have abandoned me in recent years, how like a jilted jealous lover you have left me for some other who will appreciate you like I have been unable to.
Some lucky little 20 something who doesn't really need you because they don't have offspring and can run on hangover fumes after days and days of thwarting your every effort to sway their young souls to your slumber land, undeserving little wretches.
Oh how I miss you sweet sleep. I meant not to offend thee with my inability to lie with you at will, with my wakeful nature that keeps me from your sweet embrace, oh evil bladder that wakes me and pulls me from your arms when I have finally succumb to your honey potion.
How fondly I think of the soft, soft pillow that is the top of my bed...and the dark dark curtains I have hung in honor of the ever approaching summer with it's ever earlier day break that seems to come only minutes after we meet again.
Well sleep, now...I have no other engagements. I have all day so...please...don't leave me now.
Good day all; to bed I go. I have a date with an old friend and his name is Dream.
Friday, May 02, 2008
Friday Morning Nature Blogging
This is the frozen tundra, I Don't know if this picture is real or photo shopped. But it's beautiful.
Happy Friday Everyone. I hope you all have a fantabulous weekend ;p
Thursday, May 01, 2008
Happy May Day All!
Did everyone go out and protest something? Ya! Me Either...But the rest of the world did so don't worry...someone was out there protesting for you.
Wednesday, April 30, 2008
Wednesday Morning Nature Blogging...
'Cause I just got nothin' today and I just took some new pictures at a place called Dismal Nitch, funny...but pretty. So I'm cheating today.
Tuesday, April 29, 2008
They said 59 degrees...they were wrong.
So Waldport this weekend was really nice, Friday the weather was pleasant and 55 like they said it was going to be...then Saturday got there and the Sun came out and it was more like 65 or 70 which was just what I asked for.
The girls had fun playing in the pools low tide left behind.
And I enjoyed the sun a little too!
We had a blast!
The girls had fun playing in the pools low tide left behind.
And I enjoyed the sun a little too!
We had a blast!
Monday, April 28, 2008
Sunday, April 27, 2008
Thursday, April 24, 2008
Friday Morning Nature Blogging
Is going to a little early this week. I am taking my two daughters down to Waldport Oregon to spend the weekend with my Grandmother, Mother, Great Aunts, Aunts, Cousins, Cousins-in-Law, Second Cousins and various assorted associations of all the aforementioned womens.
We do it every year and this year I had no way of leaving my girls home and my Family absolutely would NOT let me out of it.
So in honor of the cold beach that I will be visiting (hopefully the weather forecast will change to 70 but for now I'm not holding my breath) I want to post something that looks warm and beautiful.
Enjoy your weekend everyone! I'll be back Sunday with lots of photo's of Beach, Babes and Bedazzled handmade goodness.
We do it every year and this year I had no way of leaving my girls home and my Family absolutely would NOT let me out of it.
So in honor of the cold beach that I will be visiting (hopefully the weather forecast will change to 70 but for now I'm not holding my breath) I want to post something that looks warm and beautiful.
Enjoy your weekend everyone! I'll be back Sunday with lots of photo's of Beach, Babes and Bedazzled handmade goodness.
So I am off like a dirty skirt...
I am leaving fair Astoria O' Beach of my existence today for fair Waldport O' Beach of a far off nature.
Why you ask would I go from one beach to another when the other is 4 hours away? I am going to my annual all girls family craft retreat. I'll be blogging again today so you will get the explanation of that.
I'm going to go ahead and post my Friday Morning Nature Blogging early as I will not have access to a computer while I am away, the post is already written; all I have to do is hit publish and jet out the door so I am remiss to explain it all here now when later it will seem like "yeah, okay! we get it now shut up already!" so you'll just have to wait.
Hey here's a thought though, I live at the beach right? Why can't I talk my family into doing craft retreat closer to my house? why must I drive my ass four hours away to craft at the beach when I live at the beach?
Hmmm?
During crab festival?
Which I have never been able to attend due to craft retreat.
Hmmm, why?
This year I'm gonna work on them. There has got to be a better way. They have to see that there are places that are not four hours away that are still right on the beach. And were not even staying on the beach, more like a dunes length away. You can hear the Ocean but you have to climb the dune to see it.
Sigh, I'll shut up now.
At least I get to see some family I haven't seen since Christmas, so I guess it's worth it. Plus! I'll probably have lots of crafty things to blog about when I return on Sunday so SCORE!
Be prepared for handmade goodness coming SOON to a blog near you.
Sorry people's I tend to get nervous before a long drive...
Why you ask would I go from one beach to another when the other is 4 hours away? I am going to my annual all girls family craft retreat. I'll be blogging again today so you will get the explanation of that.
I'm going to go ahead and post my Friday Morning Nature Blogging early as I will not have access to a computer while I am away, the post is already written; all I have to do is hit publish and jet out the door so I am remiss to explain it all here now when later it will seem like "yeah, okay! we get it now shut up already!" so you'll just have to wait.
Hey here's a thought though, I live at the beach right? Why can't I talk my family into doing craft retreat closer to my house? why must I drive my ass four hours away to craft at the beach when I live at the beach?
Hmmm?
During crab festival?
Which I have never been able to attend due to craft retreat.
Hmmm, why?
This year I'm gonna work on them. There has got to be a better way. They have to see that there are places that are not four hours away that are still right on the beach. And were not even staying on the beach, more like a dunes length away. You can hear the Ocean but you have to climb the dune to see it.
Sigh, I'll shut up now.
At least I get to see some family I haven't seen since Christmas, so I guess it's worth it. Plus! I'll probably have lots of crafty things to blog about when I return on Sunday so SCORE!
Be prepared for handmade goodness coming SOON to a blog near you.
Sorry people's I tend to get nervous before a long drive...
Wednesday, April 23, 2008
And this spider is NOT in a cage...
It's in a candle...that USED to reside on my bedside table.
And when my dog knocked over my bedside table and all went crashing to the ground and my daughter picked it up and said "Look Mama, a dead spider" I looked in...decided she was right and put the candle back on the bedside table.
Next to my head.
Then later I reached over to switch on the lamp...and it moved...and so did my skin.
Unlike Miss Melanie's spider this one is Not in a cage, it was right. next. to. mah head. Where my mouth is. And my ears are.
It did not fly out of the candle when it hit the ground like you would expect either, no! It has built itself a nice little web in that candle and sealed itself in.
It's a poisonous spider by the way, in case you were wondering. It's the down side to living in the Pacific N.W. BIG HAIRY POISONOUS FUCKING SPIDERS THAT EAT YOUR FACE!
Bet you don't miss THAT bubblewench.
*UPDATE 7AM, THURSDAY*
The Evil King inspected the spider last night, determined it is NOT poisonous though he could not tell me what it was and decided it could STAY! he refuses to kill it or remove it.
The Evil King inspected the spider last night, determined it is NOT poisonous though he could not tell me what it was and decided it could STAY! he refuses to kill it or remove it.
Meet My Little Cutie
She gets to go see a play today in Portland, so we dressed her up and put my hat on her (now her hat and I'm sure you can see why) and OMG she knocked me right over with her cuteness!
Look at her,
isn't she a Doll Baby?
Look at her,
isn't she a Doll Baby?
Tuesday, April 22, 2008
Thank You!
I want to thank all of you who commented on my post yesterday about the Bomb in the Middle school.
All of your thoughts and suggestions were very helpful and useful and I will be putting together a game plan to go over with my children in the event of...well anything.
After reading the news reports on this it turns out it WAS just some punk kid thinking he/she was the shit (I think he/she IS a shit) and pulling a really stupid prank in honor of the anniversary of the Columbine tragedy.
IN HONOR!
This world is going to hell...anyone who thinks that we don't need change is completely blind to the fact that it already has.
Thank you all again for your support.
All of your thoughts and suggestions were very helpful and useful and I will be putting together a game plan to go over with my children in the event of...well anything.
After reading the news reports on this it turns out it WAS just some punk kid thinking he/she was the shit (I think he/she IS a shit) and pulling a really stupid prank in honor of the anniversary of the Columbine tragedy.
IN HONOR!
This world is going to hell...anyone who thinks that we don't need change is completely blind to the fact that it already has.
Thank you all again for your support.
Monday, April 21, 2008
A BOMB threat...at the MIDDLE school
AND the High school. I'm driving up the street past my daughters bus stop today and I see a school bus. It was almost noon so at first my mind said Kindergarten letting out...but then what's this?
Why that child looks an awful lot like MY child, well look...she's waiving at me, why THAT IS MY CHILD !
WTF?
They sent her home early. There was a bomb threat at the Astoria Middle school and High school. The last time this happened it was just some dumb kid trying to get out of going to school.
This is Astoria for Christ sakes. And just the other day I was posting about how worry free I was letting my kids walk up to their bus stop sans parental figure.
What do I do now? Do I shrug it off and let it go? Do I freak out and call the school back and demand that the culprit be made such a horrible example of that this NEVER happens again? Do I start walking my kids to the bus? Do I start taking them to school? Do I...I don't even know you know?
My kids are in grade school damn it! And while it didn't happen at my kids schools they thought it serious enough to shut down the entire district over it (rightly so).
*sigh*
Holy crap.
The Daily Astorian ran an article.
Well I was right, we made Fox 12 news.
Why that child looks an awful lot like MY child, well look...she's waiving at me, why THAT IS MY CHILD !
WTF?
They sent her home early. There was a bomb threat at the Astoria Middle school and High school. The last time this happened it was just some dumb kid trying to get out of going to school.
This is Astoria for Christ sakes. And just the other day I was posting about how worry free I was letting my kids walk up to their bus stop sans parental figure.
What do I do now? Do I shrug it off and let it go? Do I freak out and call the school back and demand that the culprit be made such a horrible example of that this NEVER happens again? Do I start walking my kids to the bus? Do I start taking them to school? Do I...I don't even know you know?
My kids are in grade school damn it! And while it didn't happen at my kids schools they thought it serious enough to shut down the entire district over it (rightly so).
*sigh*
Holy crap.
The Daily Astorian ran an article.
Well I was right, we made Fox 12 news.
The perfect cookie...
Okay I don't like to brag but I'm gonna...I can bake. Cooking eh, I'm alright. My food is edible, sometimes outstanding but my baking...I am the shit!
The key to the perfect cookie is the batter, and I mean BATTER not dough. It should make you wonder if you put in enough flour. However put it in the fridge for a little while and it should firm up a bit.
ALSO the chocolate chips, they need to be good chocolate...and people...just 'cause Nestle says their the best doesn't mean they are. Get the good stuff it's only a dollar more.
The vanilla, it HAS TO BE REAL! This is also why you need to use good chocolate.
Behold...
A perfect chocolate chip cookie.
The key to the perfect cookie is the batter, and I mean BATTER not dough. It should make you wonder if you put in enough flour. However put it in the fridge for a little while and it should firm up a bit.
ALSO the chocolate chips, they need to be good chocolate...and people...just 'cause Nestle says their the best doesn't mean they are. Get the good stuff it's only a dollar more.
The vanilla, it HAS TO BE REAL! This is also why you need to use good chocolate.
Behold...
A perfect chocolate chip cookie.
Saturday, April 19, 2008
So...I was tagged and I missed it
So here we go.
Over at Auntie's Place, who sadly has decided to stop blogging, Auntie says she wants to know more about me and since she says she will still be reading and she is one of my newly found local blogs here go's.
I was born in Portland Oregon in 1973 to a very sweet 17 year old Mother and a 21 year old redneck Father.
I grew up in Southeast Portland and promptly left that shit hole of a suburb as soon as humanly possible...maybe a bit too soon for my Mom though, as I was only 17. But then again she had me at that age...I only had me.
I went to Marshall High School (recently I've been peeking at some old classmates at classmates.com...that's a trip)
I have been working in Office's since I was 19 and seriously needed a career change as mine at the time was seedy and humiliating.
I once lived all by my self in a one bedroom apartment with a stereo, no t.v. (that was awesome) an open bottle of Chardonnay in the fridge at all times and a cat...I highly recommend this. Every woman should live by herself for a least a little while, it was the most fun I ever had.
I've lived in Washington and Colorado as well as Oregon but I always come back, Oregon is my home.
Until I got to Astoria I had never lived anywhere I could stay. I love it here, enough to keep me from moving back to Portland...for now.
I have two daughters who are soon to be 12 and 9...I have been with their Father whom I have never married since High School, oh like almost 18 years now.
I was once the Office manager of a local furniture store here in Astoria that closed down (thank the gods) back in October of 2006, that might have been my worst job ever and I once was the rat at Chuck E Cheeses so you do the math.
I moved to Astoria back in 2003 after my life grenaded on me. I lost my job, all my income, my apartment, my dignity all in the span of a week. I had to move in with my Mother-in-Law who was NOT WELL in the head at the time due to some inappropriate drug use. That situation went from bad to worse and resulted in some jail time and a restraining order.
Luckily it was tax time...and they owed me...so with $1000 in my pocket I opened the paper while at MY Mother's house and the first ad for an Apartment I saw was one for the Riverines (Now Bayshore Apartments on Youngs Bay) they only wanted $390 for a two bedroom (later I found out why) and my Man and I told My mom we were going out to find place to live (she thought near her) that we'd be back that afternoon. We drove to Astoria and rented the apartment.
Two weeks later I got a job at the furniture store and two months later I moved into the house I still rent now. It has a beautiful view of the river that I incessantly post pictures with which to bore you all here. My kids are happy and stable and structured. They walk themselves up to their bus stop everyday with little worry on my part.
It was the best spur of the moment decision I ever made and I don't regret it or look back for a second. I may be broke but I'm happy, I might not have anything to do but I live at the beach so I can't even say that really...there's always something to do here, it's beautiful...even when it rains.
Soon I plan on going back to school, I hear there's a need for medical transcriptionists here in Fair Astoria and with a quick look at my job market here I don't have to worry about getting a job anytime soon...cause there aren't any. Plus I can take the class online I'm told and since I spend a fair amount of time at the computer anyway I might as well make it productive.
Thanks for the Tag Auntie! this was fun...come back soon.
Over at Auntie's Place, who sadly has decided to stop blogging, Auntie says she wants to know more about me and since she says she will still be reading and she is one of my newly found local blogs here go's.
I was born in Portland Oregon in 1973 to a very sweet 17 year old Mother and a 21 year old redneck Father.
I grew up in Southeast Portland and promptly left that shit hole of a suburb as soon as humanly possible...maybe a bit too soon for my Mom though, as I was only 17. But then again she had me at that age...I only had me.
I went to Marshall High School (recently I've been peeking at some old classmates at classmates.com...that's a trip)
I have been working in Office's since I was 19 and seriously needed a career change as mine at the time was seedy and humiliating.
I once lived all by my self in a one bedroom apartment with a stereo, no t.v. (that was awesome) an open bottle of Chardonnay in the fridge at all times and a cat...I highly recommend this. Every woman should live by herself for a least a little while, it was the most fun I ever had.
I've lived in Washington and Colorado as well as Oregon but I always come back, Oregon is my home.
Until I got to Astoria I had never lived anywhere I could stay. I love it here, enough to keep me from moving back to Portland...for now.
I have two daughters who are soon to be 12 and 9...I have been with their Father whom I have never married since High School, oh like almost 18 years now.
I was once the Office manager of a local furniture store here in Astoria that closed down (thank the gods) back in October of 2006, that might have been my worst job ever and I once was the rat at Chuck E Cheeses so you do the math.
I moved to Astoria back in 2003 after my life grenaded on me. I lost my job, all my income, my apartment, my dignity all in the span of a week. I had to move in with my Mother-in-Law who was NOT WELL in the head at the time due to some inappropriate drug use. That situation went from bad to worse and resulted in some jail time and a restraining order.
Luckily it was tax time...and they owed me...so with $1000 in my pocket I opened the paper while at MY Mother's house and the first ad for an Apartment I saw was one for the Riverines (Now Bayshore Apartments on Youngs Bay) they only wanted $390 for a two bedroom (later I found out why) and my Man and I told My mom we were going out to find place to live (she thought near her) that we'd be back that afternoon. We drove to Astoria and rented the apartment.
Two weeks later I got a job at the furniture store and two months later I moved into the house I still rent now. It has a beautiful view of the river that I incessantly post pictures with which to bore you all here. My kids are happy and stable and structured. They walk themselves up to their bus stop everyday with little worry on my part.
It was the best spur of the moment decision I ever made and I don't regret it or look back for a second. I may be broke but I'm happy, I might not have anything to do but I live at the beach so I can't even say that really...there's always something to do here, it's beautiful...even when it rains.
Soon I plan on going back to school, I hear there's a need for medical transcriptionists here in Fair Astoria and with a quick look at my job market here I don't have to worry about getting a job anytime soon...cause there aren't any. Plus I can take the class online I'm told and since I spend a fair amount of time at the computer anyway I might as well make it productive.
Thanks for the Tag Auntie! this was fun...come back soon.
Friday, April 18, 2008
Friday Morning Nature Blogging
Meet Bee Boo.
Bee Boo is an Amazon Parrot, He/She is 11 years old. We call Bee Boo he. I believe Bee Boo is male I don't know why but I do. His owners are my Man's Aunt and Uncle.
Most likely my oldest daughter is going to end up with this bird. They live a very long time, he is her same age and his owners are well elderly.
The damn bird LOVES! my daughters, he dances when they come into the room, he says HI! like Joey says "How you doin?" on friends...really. He talks to them, let's them pet his head, hold his foot (like they're holding hands, it's cute) he'll sit on their shoulder pirate style if he's not being a brat.
I have a feeling that I will have to care for a Parrot in the future, lucky for me he's a riot so it won't be to much trouble.
Bee Boo is an Amazon Parrot, He/She is 11 years old. We call Bee Boo he. I believe Bee Boo is male I don't know why but I do. His owners are my Man's Aunt and Uncle.
Most likely my oldest daughter is going to end up with this bird. They live a very long time, he is her same age and his owners are well elderly.
The damn bird LOVES! my daughters, he dances when they come into the room, he says HI! like Joey says "How you doin?" on friends...really. He talks to them, let's them pet his head, hold his foot (like they're holding hands, it's cute) he'll sit on their shoulder pirate style if he's not being a brat.
I have a feeling that I will have to care for a Parrot in the future, lucky for me he's a riot so it won't be to much trouble.
Thursday, April 17, 2008
Wednesday, April 16, 2008
Conversations with Children
Daughter: Daddy? will you go to the pool with us tonight?
Daddy: Sure Honey.
Daughter: YAY! Dad...you rock like tea pot.
Daddy: I rock like tea pot? what's tea pot?
Daughter: You know 'I'm a little tea pot short and stout' you rock like tea pot.
Daddy: Tea pot rocks?
Daughter: Yeah, tea pot rocks.
Daddy: Sure Honey.
Daughter: YAY! Dad...you rock like tea pot.
Daddy: I rock like tea pot? what's tea pot?
Daughter: You know 'I'm a little tea pot short and stout' you rock like tea pot.
Daddy: Tea pot rocks?
Daughter: Yeah, tea pot rocks.
Tuesday, April 15, 2008
OUCH!
I was just over reading my celebrity blog Neil Gaiman. author of Stardust for anyone who is unfamiliar with him by just his name, also author of The Sandman, one of my personal favorites and it seems he had an accident.
DAMN! ouch.
DAMN! ouch.
Monday, April 14, 2008
Okay People...
Even if you have full coverage, your insurance company will not cover your stolen car if you leave your car unlocked...with the keys in it...
Jus sayin'
Jus sayin'
Saturday, April 12, 2008
Two Beautiful days in a row...
So after Lynne over at In the Rays of a Beautiful Sun gave our glowing orb a serious tongue lashing it said "Okay Okay, I was just taking a nap, geesh" It decided to show it's face. WOW! look it.
Sunshine!
And the result of this beautifulness...
Sunburnt...
If you look close you can see the Evil King's reflection in the window behind me as he took this picture...He said "look pissed"...done!.
Sunshine!
And the result of this beautifulness...
Sunburnt...
If you look close you can see the Evil King's reflection in the window behind me as he took this picture...He said "look pissed"...done!.
Friday, April 11, 2008
Friday Morning Nature Blogging
These pictures were taken this morning from my dining room window, I'm still not feeling well today and I was going to forgo my Nature blog but then I opened the door to let the cat out and they just walked right by and stood there and posed for me. How fortuitous.
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