this is how long it has been since I have held my son. 7 months and 3 days since I finally got to yell at someone about it.
I learned last week that there really are horrible, cruel people in this world. people who would do such things like call in a false child abuse report the day after your son dies of a heart attack. people who use words such as "dropped dead" to describe a 3 year old little boy's death.
it has taken this long, pushed ahead by an email and a phone conversation with the Sheriff of my state, an email to my Governor(he never responded) and numerous phone calls (most of which were ignored) to DCF. all of this occurred even though the Medical Examiner has stated that there were no signs of abuse or neglect within a week of his death. (DCF never bothered to call her for her report until I called her and explained what was happening. she called them and basically ripped them a new one for the incompetence they had shown thus far. little did I know that was just the beginning).
so here I am, no active cases involving me for the first time in over 7 months. does it feel good? no. I cannot imagine how many other families have suffered because of DCF after this case took this long for them to close. how many innocent children who ARE being abused, neglected, murdered went by the wayside while they were so busy creating reports and documents about my family? I feel like maybe now, just maybe, I can finally start to grieve.
so thanks, DCF, for making a horrible situation even more heart wrenching than it already was. and thank you, anonymous scum of the Earth person who called in that report. thank you so much for adding 2 sentences that did absolutely nothing except rip my heart apart a little bit more. but you should be proud, your call made it into the official report. many other things somehow didn't make the final cut. things like why they felt they needed to speak to my children at midnight after we had gotten home after saying goodbye to their little brother. things like asking my husband to give a urine sample when he was not even at home when our son stopped breathing. things like why a police detective and DCF investigator "interviewed" me for almost 3 hours in my home, after I had already told them what I knew. things like why my children felt the need to formulate a plan if DCF showed up again threatening to take them away(yes, they heard all of that conversation and it took months to convince them that they were safe).
where do I go from here? an appointment for legal consultation sounds sounds about right.
Sunday, October 23, 2011
Sunday, April 17, 2011
if I had known.....
my last post here was on February 15, 2011. I was complaining about my 3 year old son sleeping with us and me not getting any rest. 1 month from that date, my son died.
if I had known, I would never have complained about tiny toes jabbing me in the ribs in the middle of the night. I would give anything to be awoken by him rolling over me or stealing all of the covers.
today is April 17, and we still do not know why Luke died. they are still awaiting test results, experts are looking at different possibilities.
all I know is that my heart aches every second of every day. I want my baby back.
if I had known, I would never have complained about tiny toes jabbing me in the ribs in the middle of the night. I would give anything to be awoken by him rolling over me or stealing all of the covers.
today is April 17, and we still do not know why Luke died. they are still awaiting test results, experts are looking at different possibilities.
all I know is that my heart aches every second of every day. I want my baby back.
Tuesday, February 15, 2011
I had never heard of a family bed
when I was growing up, I shared a room with my sister. if I woke up from a bad dream or a thunderstorm (or the occassional earthquake), I can only remember a few times that I actually walked across the house and got into bed with my parents. most of the times, my sister just told me everything was fine, and to go back to sleep. and so I did.
fast forward to 2011. I have 3 children who are 11, 7 and 3. these three kids have all gone through phases where they have slept more in bed with me than in their own beds. we're going through one of those phases again.
the age of 3 is really a bitch. you are potty-trained, you can speak your mind, you can get dressed and undressed. you can feed yourself and quite often help yourself to some unusual snacks from the kitchen. but you're still only 3 and you still get scared and need your Momma and Daddy.
this began with my first son. he was our only child at the time, and after about 5 months of him magically appearing in our bed around 3AM, I decided to just make up a little sleeping bag and pillow spot each night on the floor for him. (he kicks...trust me, the floor was all nice and cozy enough for him) this went on for a few more months and then all of a sudden, he was staying in his room all night and at some point, I stopped setting out the sleeping bag and pillow.
my daughter went through it as well. she went through a period of sleepwalking and scared the crap out of me countless times. she was more content in her own room, but even nowadays, she'll come in and snuggle every now and then. she likes her sleep.
and now we're at our youngest son. he is 3. and he is in our bed almost every night. he will not creep in quietly and lay down on a sleeping bag and pillow. he picks up the bedding and carries it onto the bed with him. how many times have I awoken to the feeling of intense heat and suffication only to realize that I am buried underneath a Clifford the Big Red Dog sleeping bag and 4 pillows? he sleeps horizontally on our bed. I always get the feet. in my side or back.
now I have read a lot about attachment parenting and the "family bed". I hear Brad Pitt and Anji have a big bed just for this purpose. in theory, the family bed sounds nice. everyone is comforted, everyone is closeby, you rest together as a family. you bond.
what I rarely hear is that the Mom doesn't really get that much sleep in the situation. I am constantly removing toes from my armpit or trying to find a comfy position to sleep in with a 5 inch strip of space on the side of the bed. without falling off. my husband is sleeping fine, his snores tell me he reaches deep REM everynight. I kind of hate him for that.
my son will be 4 in April. perhaps age 4 will make him decide that his perfectly nice bed with bedding he picked out all by himself is an OK place to sleep again. either that or I need to invest in some of that Hydrolyze stuff I hear advertised for "intense dark undereye circles".
fast forward to 2011. I have 3 children who are 11, 7 and 3. these three kids have all gone through phases where they have slept more in bed with me than in their own beds. we're going through one of those phases again.
the age of 3 is really a bitch. you are potty-trained, you can speak your mind, you can get dressed and undressed. you can feed yourself and quite often help yourself to some unusual snacks from the kitchen. but you're still only 3 and you still get scared and need your Momma and Daddy.
this began with my first son. he was our only child at the time, and after about 5 months of him magically appearing in our bed around 3AM, I decided to just make up a little sleeping bag and pillow spot each night on the floor for him. (he kicks...trust me, the floor was all nice and cozy enough for him) this went on for a few more months and then all of a sudden, he was staying in his room all night and at some point, I stopped setting out the sleeping bag and pillow.
my daughter went through it as well. she went through a period of sleepwalking and scared the crap out of me countless times. she was more content in her own room, but even nowadays, she'll come in and snuggle every now and then. she likes her sleep.
and now we're at our youngest son. he is 3. and he is in our bed almost every night. he will not creep in quietly and lay down on a sleeping bag and pillow. he picks up the bedding and carries it onto the bed with him. how many times have I awoken to the feeling of intense heat and suffication only to realize that I am buried underneath a Clifford the Big Red Dog sleeping bag and 4 pillows? he sleeps horizontally on our bed. I always get the feet. in my side or back.
now I have read a lot about attachment parenting and the "family bed". I hear Brad Pitt and Anji have a big bed just for this purpose. in theory, the family bed sounds nice. everyone is comforted, everyone is closeby, you rest together as a family. you bond.
what I rarely hear is that the Mom doesn't really get that much sleep in the situation. I am constantly removing toes from my armpit or trying to find a comfy position to sleep in with a 5 inch strip of space on the side of the bed. without falling off. my husband is sleeping fine, his snores tell me he reaches deep REM everynight. I kind of hate him for that.
my son will be 4 in April. perhaps age 4 will make him decide that his perfectly nice bed with bedding he picked out all by himself is an OK place to sleep again. either that or I need to invest in some of that Hydrolyze stuff I hear advertised for "intense dark undereye circles".
Wednesday, February 2, 2011
Happy Groundhog Day! 2011
well, hello there! Happy Groundhog Day. one of the most useless and senseless American holidays ever created.
Groundhog Day in Florida means nothing. it's just another day in February. we're not expecting any blizzards here, and school is open. (sorry to those of you up North experiencing the blizzard right now. I find it all fascinating to watch. I would die if I lived north of say...Atlanta. I would have no idea how to cope and survive a blizzard. so, I'll just save you all that experience and stay put in the land of sunshine and oranges.)
OK, I am going to start writing again. I promise. maybe. if I remember.
Groundhog Day in Florida means nothing. it's just another day in February. we're not expecting any blizzards here, and school is open. (sorry to those of you up North experiencing the blizzard right now. I find it all fascinating to watch. I would die if I lived north of say...Atlanta. I would have no idea how to cope and survive a blizzard. so, I'll just save you all that experience and stay put in the land of sunshine and oranges.)
OK, I am going to start writing again. I promise. maybe. if I remember.
Sunday, June 20, 2010
Happy Father's Day :)
so, even though I may complain about my husband. a lot. he is a good Daddy.
and that makes up for a lot.
and that makes up for a lot.
Sunday, June 13, 2010
a Momma's Best Friend....
well, I know that many, many of you have already known about and used Netflix. I knew about it, but only just recently signed up. and wow, in the past week I have watched 2 movies that I really wanted to see when they were released, but never got around to it.
The Time Traveler's Wife- awesome book! great movie. I thought they did a really good job of explaining what all was happening and I loved that little girl who played Alba.
Seven Pounds- wow, another awesome performance by Will Smith! this movie had me as a sobbing wreck at the end. really good movie, and Rosario Dawson was so good in this as well.
next up in queue are Where The Wild Things Are and The Lovely Bones
The Time Traveler's Wife- awesome book! great movie. I thought they did a really good job of explaining what all was happening and I loved that little girl who played Alba.
Seven Pounds- wow, another awesome performance by Will Smith! this movie had me as a sobbing wreck at the end. really good movie, and Rosario Dawson was so good in this as well.
next up in queue are Where The Wild Things Are and The Lovely Bones
Sunday, June 6, 2010
Hurricane Season 2010
well, it's here. it actually officially started on June 1, but don't worry...you haven't missed anything. it's hot as hell and has been raining everyday around 3PM. normal June in Florida.
Chief Long-Range Meteorologist and Hurricane Forecaster Joe Bastardi(yes, his last name is Bastard + i, poor guy)has published his predictions.....
Bastardi is forecasting seven landfalls. Five will be hurricanes, and two or three of the hurricanes will be major landfalls for the U.S.
He is calling for 16 to 18 tropical storms in total, 15 of which would be in the western Atlantic or Gulf of Mexico, and therefore a threat to land.
In a typical season, there are about 11 named storms, of which two to three impact the coast of the United States.
so basically, this is the same prediction that is issued every flipping year. if you are new to FL or any of the other coastal states, than you freak out and go buy every can of tuna and soup you can find and have at least 12 flashlights in your hurricane supplies. if you're like me, and you've lived here for 30+ years, you make sure you take a quick peek at the weather channel every now and then and go about life as usual.
what would a hurricane do to the oil splill in the Gulf? that could be grosser than it is already if if churned all of that oil up and coated the whole coast in those yucky oil blobs.
Chief Long-Range Meteorologist and Hurricane Forecaster Joe Bastardi(yes, his last name is Bastard + i, poor guy)has published his predictions.....
Bastardi is forecasting seven landfalls. Five will be hurricanes, and two or three of the hurricanes will be major landfalls for the U.S.
He is calling for 16 to 18 tropical storms in total, 15 of which would be in the western Atlantic or Gulf of Mexico, and therefore a threat to land.
In a typical season, there are about 11 named storms, of which two to three impact the coast of the United States.
so basically, this is the same prediction that is issued every flipping year. if you are new to FL or any of the other coastal states, than you freak out and go buy every can of tuna and soup you can find and have at least 12 flashlights in your hurricane supplies. if you're like me, and you've lived here for 30+ years, you make sure you take a quick peek at the weather channel every now and then and go about life as usual.
what would a hurricane do to the oil splill in the Gulf? that could be grosser than it is already if if churned all of that oil up and coated the whole coast in those yucky oil blobs.
Saturday, June 5, 2010
Endofschoolitis
has struck my home with a vengeance. enough said. please let next week go quickly, please.
Monday, May 31, 2010
oh...heyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy
so, it is Memorial Day here is the USA. how did we spend it? well yesterday we did the really American thing to do that was Star Wars Weekends at Hollywood Studios(Disney World to you non Americans). we missed the parade. I was looking forward to seeing all of the storm troopers. sigh
but, 2 fantastic things happened! I took my oldest on the Tower of Terror and the Rockin Rollercoaster!! and...drum roll..................
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HE LOVED IT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
YES! finally a child who wants to be scared shitless with me on a good ride!
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and then, we came home and I was abducted by 4 friends and they took me to Fairvilla Megastore and we all left with purchases.
and wow was that an education. there are still some products that really, I don't know exactly what to do with it or where to put it, but whatever, if it's making you happy and you are 21+, enjoy.
like for instance this line....
this was in the women's section, so I'm assuming there must be a lot of women who don't like to touch a penis?
Weird Egg Thingy for Penis
and then there were the dvds. as in, a whole room full of dvds. who knew there was that selection out there? not me.
and can I say that the staff at Fairvilla are amazing??? the young lady that was strolling around upstairs with batteries in her pocket, at the ready, checked each of our items to make sure they worked properly. "Go ahead, touch it...get the feel of it." yeah, umm, thanks!
She was the Albert Einstein of vibrators. Ask a question, she could answer it. it was very educational.
but, 2 fantastic things happened! I took my oldest on the Tower of Terror and the Rockin Rollercoaster!! and...drum roll..................
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HE LOVED IT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
YES! finally a child who wants to be scared shitless with me on a good ride!
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and then, we came home and I was abducted by 4 friends and they took me to Fairvilla Megastore and we all left with purchases.
and wow was that an education. there are still some products that really, I don't know exactly what to do with it or where to put it, but whatever, if it's making you happy and you are 21+, enjoy.
like for instance this line....
this was in the women's section, so I'm assuming there must be a lot of women who don't like to touch a penis?
Weird Egg Thingy for Penis
and then there were the dvds. as in, a whole room full of dvds. who knew there was that selection out there? not me.
and can I say that the staff at Fairvilla are amazing??? the young lady that was strolling around upstairs with batteries in her pocket, at the ready, checked each of our items to make sure they worked properly. "Go ahead, touch it...get the feel of it." yeah, umm, thanks!
She was the Albert Einstein of vibrators. Ask a question, she could answer it. it was very educational.
Wednesday, May 26, 2010
that was fun!
so the last time I posted, I was headed out for a night of debauchery and drunkenness with fellow Moms. and a few gay males, but really, they're just like us ao I group them into the Mom group also.
we went to dinner and then to Jelly Rolls. JR is a place with 2 pianos and 2 rotating very talented men(1 of which is OMG really cute)who can play and sing any song you can think of. you write down requests and they play the songs. ALL NIGHT LONG. well, OK, until 2AM.
and when people drink enough, they get up and dance as well. and sometimes they end up on stage. doing the chicken dance or this other dance that had a tree and a branch and a nest hand motion in it.
all in all, it was a good night.
and I got home at 4AM.
we went to dinner and then to Jelly Rolls. JR is a place with 2 pianos and 2 rotating very talented men(1 of which is OMG really cute)who can play and sing any song you can think of. you write down requests and they play the songs. ALL NIGHT LONG. well, OK, until 2AM.
and when people drink enough, they get up and dance as well. and sometimes they end up on stage. doing the chicken dance or this other dance that had a tree and a branch and a nest hand motion in it.
all in all, it was a good night.
and I got home at 4AM.
Saturday, May 22, 2010
whew, going out for a non Momma night
I get to be me:) free to be you and me........
going out for an all adult birthday party for a wonderful friend of mine tonight:) all Mommas need a night off, right?
see ya tomorrow~~~~~~
going out for an all adult birthday party for a wonderful friend of mine tonight:) all Mommas need a night off, right?
see ya tomorrow~~~~~~
Thursday, May 20, 2010
our family is growing
and my husband does not yet.
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hah! gotcha!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! you thought I was pregnant, right?
smack my ass and call me Sally, Hell to the NO I am not procreating anymore.
but, I am getting a kitty:)
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hah! gotcha!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! you thought I was pregnant, right?
smack my ass and call me Sally, Hell to the NO I am not procreating anymore.
but, I am getting a kitty:)
Wednesday, May 19, 2010
I almost had a clean record....
it is never a good thing when your child comes home from school and announces that "there may be something in his backpack that you might have to sign and it's not gonna make you happy, Momma". oh nos. pop open a new box of wine, asap.
what was the note? a detention notice. A FREAKING DETENTION NOTICE. from my son who always gets the comment "needs to participate in classroom more".
what did the little hellion do, you ask?
get ready for it.......
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he spoke. he verbally communicated with another male student. during lunch.
oh the horrors!!!!!!!!!!! must sign him up for juvi right now, I guess.
so, I'm not upset. especially after he told me that EVERY SINGLE BOY in class got sent home with the same note. that's a little discriminatory, don't you think? are you telling me that not 1 single girl spoke today?
geesh...I was almost the parent of a 5th grader. now I will forever be known as the parent of "that boy".
thinking of inviting his teacher to meet me for happy hour. maybe she needs it after her week. I sure as hell do.
what was the note? a detention notice. A FREAKING DETENTION NOTICE. from my son who always gets the comment "needs to participate in classroom more".
what did the little hellion do, you ask?
get ready for it.......
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he spoke. he verbally communicated with another male student. during lunch.
oh the horrors!!!!!!!!!!! must sign him up for juvi right now, I guess.
so, I'm not upset. especially after he told me that EVERY SINGLE BOY in class got sent home with the same note. that's a little discriminatory, don't you think? are you telling me that not 1 single girl spoke today?
geesh...I was almost the parent of a 5th grader. now I will forever be known as the parent of "that boy".
thinking of inviting his teacher to meet me for happy hour. maybe she needs it after her week. I sure as hell do.
Sunday, May 16, 2010
Sundays and potty training
so my youngest just turned 3 last month. and he is just now, this week, telling me when he has poop and would like to be changed. this is huge! before, he would walk by and this green cloud would follow him and the room would suddenly smell "not so fresh" and he would deny, deny, deny. and then he would ask other people, "do YOU have poops?" so not only was he denying, he was passing blaim. perhaps he will be a lawyer one day?
anyways, another reason why Florida is so good... potty training in Florida. need to pee? go over to the grass. go naked all day. it's warm outside and beautiful....enjoy your chance in life to be naked and pee in the yard. if the fence was a bit higher, I would join him.
anyways, another reason why Florida is so good... potty training in Florida. need to pee? go over to the grass. go naked all day. it's warm outside and beautiful....enjoy your chance in life to be naked and pee in the yard. if the fence was a bit higher, I would join him.
Friday, May 14, 2010
one of the reasons why I love Florida
this is a view from my backyard. Space Shuttle Atlantis launched today, and it is just one of many shuttle and rocket launches I have seen live.
do I know exactly what the space program is doing nowadays? nope.
do I know exactly how much money it costs to run the space program? nope.
do I care? nope.
what I care about is that there are only a few more launches scheduled, and then the shuttle program will be canceled. that makes me sad, and it makes the kids sad.
Sunday, May 9, 2010
Happy Mother's Day!
well it's just another hot as hell Sunday here in Florida. I'm alone with the 3 littles while the man is busy being happy and helpful and uber smiley at the mountain that is made of fiberglass and you get wet when you go down the big drop.
and for today, go look here ....Top 10 Wierd Animal Mating Habits
so we can all feel better about our own mating habits :)
and for today, go look here ....Top 10 Wierd Animal Mating Habits
so we can all feel better about our own mating habits :)
Sunday, May 2, 2010
don't open this unless you have an understanding of the Twilight Saga
did you know that there is this site called FanFiction? I had never heard of it before I met some wonderful women who enjoy a good vampire novel and/or movie and also were left wanting...more. now, yes, it's true that I have renamed FanFiction.net to FanFucktion.net, which totally works because lots of people refer to it simply as "FF". so, my nickname still works. and not EVERY story on FF is full of sex. some don't even have a kiss in them. and if you do not want to read the more smutty ones, FF makes it easy for you, too. they have a rating system and you can choose how much or low little smut action you want.
and, you can make a list of your favorites, stories and/or authors. and they will send you updates when your favorites add to their stories. and yes, I realize this sounds like I am receiving updates via email for porn. whatever. don't judge me. it makes me happy.
OK, so the point of this post is not that I am dealing with smutfilled fantasies of bloodsuckers. the point is that this awesome person has complied a list of the completed stories related to Twilight fanfiction!!!!!! it was like one of those "ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh" moments and angels sang when I clicked on it this morning. because, really, let's face it. Twilight is kinda a hit with popular culture and apparently all of their Moms are very much full of great stories that may or may not include a lot of penises. and some of them sparkle. (true! really, this is good stuff!)
so, if you are interested and want an easy to navigate list of completed stories....look here- Completed Twi Fics
if you have any other book or movie that you really liked and would like to search to see if anyone has written stories about those characters, check out FF.net and you can do a search under books, cartoons, tv shows, movies, etc. and look to your
hearts' desire. I will warn you, there is some effed up shit on there. I mean, I guess some of those people think the vampire stuff is odd, but really....if you are ever bored and just wanna take a peek at ScoobyDoo rated "M"(Mature). oh yes someone DID write ScoobyDoo smut stories!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
and, if you happen to become addicted to this, just know that you are not alone.
happy Sunday to you;)
and, you can make a list of your favorites, stories and/or authors. and they will send you updates when your favorites add to their stories. and yes, I realize this sounds like I am receiving updates via email for porn. whatever. don't judge me. it makes me happy.
OK, so the point of this post is not that I am dealing with smutfilled fantasies of bloodsuckers. the point is that this awesome person has complied a list of the completed stories related to Twilight fanfiction!!!!!! it was like one of those "ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh" moments and angels sang when I clicked on it this morning. because, really, let's face it. Twilight is kinda a hit with popular culture and apparently all of their Moms are very much full of great stories that may or may not include a lot of penises. and some of them sparkle. (true! really, this is good stuff!)
so, if you are interested and want an easy to navigate list of completed stories....look here- Completed Twi Fics
if you have any other book or movie that you really liked and would like to search to see if anyone has written stories about those characters, check out FF.net and you can do a search under books, cartoons, tv shows, movies, etc. and look to your
hearts' desire. I will warn you, there is some effed up shit on there. I mean, I guess some of those people think the vampire stuff is odd, but really....if you are ever bored and just wanna take a peek at ScoobyDoo rated "M"(Mature). oh yes someone DID write ScoobyDoo smut stories!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
and, if you happen to become addicted to this, just know that you are not alone.
happy Sunday to you;)
Tuesday, April 27, 2010
"If You Build It, They Will Come"
ding, ding, ding.....to those of you who recognize that quote
so, you know how you have little things(well, some of them may be huge ass projects)that need to be done around your house? and they never seem to get done? well, if you don't and are married to Martin Stewart or Joe McGuyver, then fine, go suck it. the rest of you, you will understand my happiness today.
let me just give you a little view into things that make Sandi cringe and say bad words underneath her breath and curse her husband to a long, slow, painful death.
garage door. hasn't opened with the click of that magical little button in,
like, so long that I can't exactly remember how long I have had to manually
open and close the m-effer. now, I know.....it's not horrible. I'm perfectly
able bodied and capable of opening and closing a garage door by myself. but.
but. I have the button. and it didn't work for such a looooonnnng time.
kid's bathroom. has had ugly, uneven tile for about 4 years. hard to keep clean.
has bugged me. a lot.
fence. has been needing a few little tweaks here and there for about 10 years.
some of the gates don't work unless you use every freaking muscle in your
body. pita. BIG PITA.
side yard. 2 huge, beautiful oak trees flourish there. nothing else grows there.
have needed to plant some shrubs to cover the dirt scape that is there. needs
"prettifying". need less of the "oh look, they grow dirt" look.
so, like any Type A woman out there, I made a list. I typed it up, bolded each heading, I even fucking used bullets on it. oh yes, I used bullets!
and I placed the list in an area that I knew the Man would see. right in front of the coffee pot. because we all know he can't function on less than 4 cups a day.
and....some of the items on that bulleted, pretty list...they have been done!
slap me sill and call me Nancy.
if I had know the power of the list, I would have started this shit long ago!!!!!!
IF YOU WRITE A LIST, IT GETS DONE
who knew?
as of this very moment.....
I have new tile laid in the bathroom, I shall be happy as can be to grout it in
the 'morrow.
I have a working garage door opener!!!!!! I almost feel like singing an Hallelujah
everytime I press that little button.
plants are being researched as to which would be best for side yard.
no mention of fence. yet. but I have faith.
so, you know how you have little things(well, some of them may be huge ass projects)that need to be done around your house? and they never seem to get done? well, if you don't and are married to Martin Stewart or Joe McGuyver, then fine, go suck it. the rest of you, you will understand my happiness today.
let me just give you a little view into things that make Sandi cringe and say bad words underneath her breath and curse her husband to a long, slow, painful death.
garage door. hasn't opened with the click of that magical little button in,
like, so long that I can't exactly remember how long I have had to manually
open and close the m-effer. now, I know.....it's not horrible. I'm perfectly
able bodied and capable of opening and closing a garage door by myself. but.
but. I have the button. and it didn't work for such a looooonnnng time.
kid's bathroom. has had ugly, uneven tile for about 4 years. hard to keep clean.
has bugged me. a lot.
fence. has been needing a few little tweaks here and there for about 10 years.
some of the gates don't work unless you use every freaking muscle in your
body. pita. BIG PITA.
side yard. 2 huge, beautiful oak trees flourish there. nothing else grows there.
have needed to plant some shrubs to cover the dirt scape that is there. needs
"prettifying". need less of the "oh look, they grow dirt" look.
so, like any Type A woman out there, I made a list. I typed it up, bolded each heading, I even fucking used bullets on it. oh yes, I used bullets!
and I placed the list in an area that I knew the Man would see. right in front of the coffee pot. because we all know he can't function on less than 4 cups a day.
and....some of the items on that bulleted, pretty list...they have been done!
slap me sill and call me Nancy.
if I had know the power of the list, I would have started this shit long ago!!!!!!
IF YOU WRITE A LIST, IT GETS DONE
who knew?
as of this very moment.....
I have new tile laid in the bathroom, I shall be happy as can be to grout it in
the 'morrow.
I have a working garage door opener!!!!!! I almost feel like singing an Hallelujah
everytime I press that little button.
plants are being researched as to which would be best for side yard.
no mention of fence. yet. but I have faith.
Friday, April 23, 2010
what I watch on TV
Friends yes, i realize it has been off the air for a few, years...but I will stop and watch a few minutes of this show whenever browsing the menu on TV
Real Housewives of Wherever the Fuck You may Live (RHOWTFYML) I don't care if they live in California, New Jersey, New York or Timbuktu. I'm watching!
Vampire Diaries the boys are pretty. enough said.
V that Anna chick scares me. sort of like my 1st Statistics professor. she looked nice, until she opened her mouth and started talking and you just knew she hated Earth.
Ghost Hunters I think the funniest shit on this show is when Steve and Tango freak out over a spider. yet they will see chairs move and people walk by when they are alone and question if it was paranormal or not. a spider, though? they will run and scream like a girl. I love that!
Oh, and there's the whole, I'm a plumber by day and ghost hunter by night thing. naw, I still love Steve and Tango. I once tried to talk my son into going to a convention with me and using his cuteness to get me closer to the Steve/Tango action. he refused me. punk.
The Weather Channel look, I live in Florida and things like huge ass hurricanes that rip your roof off of your house happen here. I want to know when I need to freak out. I like to be prepared.
2 Million Kids and Counting because, come on, they are not done. poor TLC has to keep changing the damn name of the show to keep up with the Duggar family. their graphics people have a very stable job as long as the viewers continue to want to peek into their home. (and I LOVE that house!!!!!! if I could be married to JimBob and have him build me a house like that, well, let's just say maybe I would have more than 3 children, too! not 19....I would be rocking in a corner with drool coming out of my mouth)
umm, that's my regulars. for now. I do NOT watch the Military Channel. ever. my husband loves that crap. let's watch a show about a war from 80 years ago! yeah, we know who won and who lost. no thanks.
Real Housewives of Wherever the Fuck You may Live (RHOWTFYML) I don't care if they live in California, New Jersey, New York or Timbuktu. I'm watching!
Vampire Diaries the boys are pretty. enough said.
V that Anna chick scares me. sort of like my 1st Statistics professor. she looked nice, until she opened her mouth and started talking and you just knew she hated Earth.
Ghost Hunters I think the funniest shit on this show is when Steve and Tango freak out over a spider. yet they will see chairs move and people walk by when they are alone and question if it was paranormal or not. a spider, though? they will run and scream like a girl. I love that!
Oh, and there's the whole, I'm a plumber by day and ghost hunter by night thing. naw, I still love Steve and Tango. I once tried to talk my son into going to a convention with me and using his cuteness to get me closer to the Steve/Tango action. he refused me. punk.
The Weather Channel look, I live in Florida and things like huge ass hurricanes that rip your roof off of your house happen here. I want to know when I need to freak out. I like to be prepared.
2 Million Kids and Counting because, come on, they are not done. poor TLC has to keep changing the damn name of the show to keep up with the Duggar family. their graphics people have a very stable job as long as the viewers continue to want to peek into their home. (and I LOVE that house!!!!!! if I could be married to JimBob and have him build me a house like that, well, let's just say maybe I would have more than 3 children, too! not 19....I would be rocking in a corner with drool coming out of my mouth)
umm, that's my regulars. for now. I do NOT watch the Military Channel. ever. my husband loves that crap. let's watch a show about a war from 80 years ago! yeah, we know who won and who lost. no thanks.
Monday, April 19, 2010
Clowns are Not my Friends
Coulrophobia- the fear of clowns
from Wikipedia(my source for all things clown related)
Coulrophobia is abnormal or exaggerated fear of clowns. The term is common, but it does not appear to be used in psychology. The condition is common among children(my kids have no issue with clowns), but is also sometimes found in teenagers and adults(ding! ding! ding!). Sufferers sometimes acquire a fear of clowns after a bad experience with one personally. It can also be caused by seeing a sinister portrayal of a clown in the media,such as the monster that took on the disguise of a clown in Stephen King's novel and film It.(I will assure you all, I WILL NEVER READ that novel. I watched enough of the TV miniseries to get the idea of the storyline, and I thought it was ridiculous that the white make-up wearing evil clown dude was way more scary than a big ass spider. Stephen, I love you and respect your talent, but you had that one way wrong, dude. A spider will NEVER be scarier than a grinning fang toothed mother effing clown that stares out at you from sewer drains. NEVER.)
Coulrophobia can also be said to extend to a fear of covering up one's face with paint—the idea of hiding recognisable features under a layer of face paint can also unsettle coulrophobia sufferers.(not true, I have no problem with mimes. freaky and creepy with the whole, "let me pretend to be in a box and this is considered entertainment" thing, but I don't run screaming from them.)
In July 2006 the Bestival, a three-day music festival held in England, had to withdraw a request to festival goers to come dressed as clowns due to the unexpectedly high rate of coulrophobia among the potential audience. (how did I miss that invite? Beastival sounds like a great little party.)
for your viewing pleasure....no scary clowns are in here, I promise
Lady is Scared to Death of Clowns - Coulrophobia
OK, I'm not as bad as this chick, but I can totally feel for her. Her gripping "Parsley, the friendly sheep" is a bit...different for an adult woman, however. I'm sensing there may be more issues at work here other than just the clown thing.
and I'll leave you all with one last VERY IMPORTANT PIECE OF INFORMATION!
do not, under any circumstance, google "fear of clowns" unless you want an upclose and fullscreen picture of that mother effer from Stephen King's "It" on your computer. I may or may not have screamed so loud that my husband brought me a glass of wine in a sippy cup last night.
TRUE STORY UPDATE- on my way home from work, I saw this license plate next to me at a red light. you see, I am not alone in this life!!!!!
from Wikipedia(my source for all things clown related)
Coulrophobia is abnormal or exaggerated fear of clowns. The term is common, but it does not appear to be used in psychology. The condition is common among children(my kids have no issue with clowns), but is also sometimes found in teenagers and adults(ding! ding! ding!). Sufferers sometimes acquire a fear of clowns after a bad experience with one personally. It can also be caused by seeing a sinister portrayal of a clown in the media,such as the monster that took on the disguise of a clown in Stephen King's novel and film It.(I will assure you all, I WILL NEVER READ that novel. I watched enough of the TV miniseries to get the idea of the storyline, and I thought it was ridiculous that the white make-up wearing evil clown dude was way more scary than a big ass spider. Stephen, I love you and respect your talent, but you had that one way wrong, dude. A spider will NEVER be scarier than a grinning fang toothed mother effing clown that stares out at you from sewer drains. NEVER.)
Coulrophobia can also be said to extend to a fear of covering up one's face with paint—the idea of hiding recognisable features under a layer of face paint can also unsettle coulrophobia sufferers.(not true, I have no problem with mimes. freaky and creepy with the whole, "let me pretend to be in a box and this is considered entertainment" thing, but I don't run screaming from them.)
In July 2006 the Bestival, a three-day music festival held in England, had to withdraw a request to festival goers to come dressed as clowns due to the unexpectedly high rate of coulrophobia among the potential audience. (how did I miss that invite? Beastival sounds like a great little party.)
for your viewing pleasure....no scary clowns are in here, I promise
Lady is Scared to Death of Clowns - Coulrophobia
OK, I'm not as bad as this chick, but I can totally feel for her. Her gripping "Parsley, the friendly sheep" is a bit...different for an adult woman, however. I'm sensing there may be more issues at work here other than just the clown thing.
and I'll leave you all with one last VERY IMPORTANT PIECE OF INFORMATION!
do not, under any circumstance, google "fear of clowns" unless you want an upclose and fullscreen picture of that mother effer from Stephen King's "It" on your computer. I may or may not have screamed so loud that my husband brought me a glass of wine in a sippy cup last night.
TRUE STORY UPDATE- on my way home from work, I saw this license plate next to me at a red light. you see, I am not alone in this life!!!!!
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