I AM MAD AS HELL!

It is 11 pm. I have just gotten back from the hospital. My daughter is still their with her dad waiting to see a doctor. They have been there for 5 hours now. Surprisingly, this is not what has made me so mad.

Let me back up a little. My daughter joined the handball team at her school. Their first (and probably her last) practice was tonight. When I went to pick her up, she met me halfway. They got out early. The first thing she said to me was " Mom, I think I broke my finger" Uhoh. "Let's see it baby". This poor child's little finger is swollen to twice its size and it horizontal to her hand! I asked her if she told her gym teacher about it. She said she had and her response was...(Here is where I get REALLY ANGRY) " There is nothing wrong with it. Go home now." WTF?!?!?!?

I have had issues with this teacher from her first day of school. I have always taught my kids that when you are playing a game, you play by the rules or we don't play at all. This teacher comes along and tells the kids that it doesn't matter if you break the rules of a game. When my son got upset about this, he was told it was no big deal and that he had to learn to get over it. This teacher also has a big hate on for my other daughter. My other daughter absolutely hates all sports. Therefore this teacher hates her. She blames my daughter for things that are not her fault. Even when witnessess say my daughter is innocent, in this lady's ( and I use the term loosely) eyes my daughter is guilty. Now she sends my obviously injured child home alone.

I understand that when you play sports there is a chance of injury. I am not upset that she hurt herself. It happens. What I am angry about is that she did not even look at her injury. She did not offer first aid, an ice pack or a phone call home to say my daughter was injured. To top it off, she sent them home early by themselves. It gets dark earlier now and I was not crazy about my daughter injured and walking home alone.

The principal can expect a very angry phone call from me in the morning. It won't do alot of good, but it will make me feel better. This principal is useless too. Her favorite saying when confronted is "Really, it is the first I have heard of it" Even if you have been in there a dozen times for the same problem. I know she is going to excuse the gym teacher's behaviour by saying something like the teacher had no way of knowing she was injured. My head is throbbing just thinking about this little conversation we will have tomorrow. Hence why I am MAD AS HELL!

Hope everyone else had a better Monday.

I HOPE YOU HAD THE TIME OF YOUR LIFE

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This song always reminds me of Giselle. When I got my tattoo, she was right there cheering me on. Today would have been her 36th birthday. I miss her so much.

At her funeral, I decided that I am going to hell for sure now. (I was pretty sure before but now it is certain). Giselle was never an overly religious person. As far as I am concered that was her business. For her funeral, she didn't want anything religious. She planned her own service. It was held in a community hall and the service was conducted by her boss ( a lawyer). Say what you want about her, she was no hypocrite. Anyway, somehow in her husband's family tree there is a priest. He was there and decided he wanted to speak. He started out by saying " Thank you lawyer lady for letting me speak. I don't know your name." Right there I knew we were in trouble. He went on to say this was the fourth death in the family recently and there was another funeral the next day in Saskatechewan but he came to this one instead. By now I am stiffling a scream. I wanted to scream "I don't care about the other funerals! I care about THIS ONE!" Along he went with his speach. I will admit, I blocked most of it out. Here is the capper. He concluded by saying Giselle would say to us " Go home and dry your tears. I will be waiting here with Christ for you"

WTF?!?!

Giselle would NEVER have said that! She might have said, " Get the hell out and go home I have had enough". I wanted to strangle this man.

This is why I am going to hell. Who wants to strangle a priest? I am evil.

Bottom line is I am glad the funeral is over. It was so hard. I never want to go through something like that again. I hope none of you ever have to either.

By the way, at my funeral, I want this song played. I love it.

Everyone needs a laugh.

Old Rooster... A farmer went out one day and bought a brand new stud rooster for his chicken coop. The new rooster struts over to the old rooster and says, "OK old timer, time for you to retire."

The old rooster replies, "Come on, surely you cannot handle ALL of these hens. Look what it has done to me. Can't you just let me have the two old hens over in the corner?" The young rooster says, "Beat it! You are washed up and I am taking over.."

.The old rooster says, "I tell you what, young stud. I will race you around the farmhouse. Whoever wins gets exclusive domain over the entire chicken coop."

The young rooster laughs. "You know you don't stand a chance, old man. So, just to be fair, I will give you a head start."

The old rooster takes off running. About 15 seconds later the young rooster takes off running after him. They round the front porch of the farmhouse and the young rooster has closed the gap. He is only about 5 feet behind the old rooster and gaining fast. The farmer, meanwhile, is sitting in his usual spot on the front porch when he sees the roosters go running by.

He grabs his shotgun and - BOOM - he blows the young rooster to bits.

The farmer sadly shakes his head and says, "Damn.....third gay rooster I bought this month."

Moral of this story? .. 1) You don't get old being a fool! 2 ) Age, skill, and treachery will always overcome youth and arrogance! 3) Don't mess with us OLD TIMERS !

A girl asked a guy if he thought she was pretty, He said...no. She asked him if he would want to be with her forever...and he said no. She then asked him if she were to leave would he cry, and once again he replied with a no. She had heard enough. As she walked away, tears streaming down her face the boy grabbed her arm and said... You're not pretty you're beautiful. I don't want to be with you forever, I NEED to be with you forever. And I wouldn't cry if you walked away...I'd die...

I want someone to say that about me someday. They say hope springs eternal.

Farewell my friend.

Yesterday afternoon a good friend of mine passed away. She was my husband's cousin's wife (follow that?). She was by far my favorite of all his relatives. We shared the same sense of warped humor. She was struck down by cancer at the age of 36. I can't tell you how much I am going to miss her. She always kept her sense of humor.

When we last saw her, she kept us laughing even when we discussed her funeral and death. She had such a love of life. The world seems a little darker today without her.I feel like there is a hole in my heart that nothing will fill.

Farewell my friend. Rest in peace. You are free from pain now butI will miss you. May your light never be extinguished.

I have a huge bottle of Bailey's that is calling my name. I think we will be good friends today.

FUCK YOU FRIDAYS!

THE LAW IS THE LAW I hope this makes its way around CANADA several times over!!!

So if the CANADIAN government determines that it is against the law for the words "under God" to be on our money, then, so be it. And if that same government decides that the "Ten Commandments" are not to be used in or on a government installation, then, so be it. And since they already have prohibited any prayer in the schools, on which they deem their authority, then so be it. I say, "so be it," because I would like to be a law abiding Canadian citizen I say, "so be it," because I would like to think that smarter people than I are in positions to make good decisions. I would like to think that those people have the Canadian Public's best interests at heart.

BUT, YOU KNOW WHAT ELSE I'D LIKE?

Since we can't pray to God, can't Trust in God and cannot post His Commandments in Government buildings, I don't believe the Government and its employees should participate in the Easter and Christmas.... celebrations which honor the God that our government is eliminating from many facets of Canadian life. I'd like my mail delivered on Christmas, Good Friday, Thanksgiving & Easter. After all, it's just another day. I'd like our Government to be in session on Christmas, Good Friday,Thanksgiving & Easter as well as Sundays. After all, it's just another day. I'd like ALL Representatives to not have to worry about getting home for the "Christmas Break." After all, it's just another day. I'm thinking that a lot of my taxpayer dollars could be saved, if all government offices & services would work on Christmas, Good Friday & Easter. It shouldn't cost any overtime since those would be just like any other day of the week to a government that is trying to be "politically correct."

In fact.... I think that our government should work on Sundays (initially set aside for worshipping God...) because, after all, our government says that it should be just another day....

What do you all think????

If this idea gets to enough people, maybe our elected officials will stop giving in to the minority opinions and begin, once again, to represent the majority" of ALL of the people. SO BE IT...........

PASS THIS ON... HELP RETURN SANITY TO CANADA!!

I got this little gem from my Mother in Law. I can understand the frustration behind it but I am afraid that is will be the start of a slippery slope. My son informed me yesterday that in school they no longer use BC and AD. It is politically incorrect. So now they use BCE( Before Common Era) and CE (Common Era). Even his teacher thought it was getting a little out of hand.

So in honor of political correctness gone mad I offer a huge FUCK YOU! As an added bonus, Blogger won't let me upload a picture so FUCK YOU! to blogger too.

Have a great weekend

HNT AND OTHER STUFF

HAPPY HNT!

This is my tattoo. It has a meaning to me. I designed it myself. When I wanted a tattoo, I wanted something that would mean something to me. Something that I wouldn't regret. Butterflies and hearts have been done to death. I wanted something original. The shamrock represents my Mom's Irish heritage. The wheat represents my Dad's family's agricultural background. The initals inside the shamrock are my children's names. The tattoo is over my heart because these are the things that make up who I am. I want at least two more tattoos but I need the money first. I will let you know when I get them. Have a happy HNT!

I was asked to pass on this information to you my faithful readers. If you live anywhere near Parliment Hill in Ottawa please make plans to attend a rally at noon. There is a rally planned to show your support for our brave Forces and their families. If you can attend,please do and remember to wear red. I wish I was closer so I could attend. Thanks. You can read more about it >here

I had a post yesterday but Blogger ate it. It was brilliant. It was pure genius. It was the most amazing thing to read. It was literary paradise. Too bad the world will never see it. I knew I should have saved it first. Oh well. I will try to recreate it, but don't hold your breath. If you believe all that bull, (except for the part about Blogger eating it) I have a bridge to sell you. Have a good day

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IT HAS ME PEGGED!

You Are Kermit

Hi, ho! Lovable and friendly, you get along well with everyone you know. You're a big thinker, and sometimes you over think life's problems. Don't worry - everyone know's it's not easy being green. Just remember, time's fun when you're having flies!

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WHY MOTHER'S AGE QUICKLY

I am sitting here watching a little boy ride his bike back and forth in front of my house. This little boy has had a crush on my daughter for three years now. He is the 'bad boy' of their class. The girls came home and told me that this boy wants to kiss my daughter. He also told her he loves her this week. Now he is cruising the sidewalk outside.

My son used to kid me that if I let him get an air gun he would sit outside and keep the boys away from his sisters. I USED TO think this was funny. Now I am counting my dimes to see if I have enough money to buy him one.

These kids are only nine. God help me. What am I going to do when they are sixteen? This is one reason why Mother's age quickly.

SAVING GRACE

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I love Tom Petty. I just wish he would bring his tour here. His tour is one I would actually wait in line overnight for.

Fuck you ! Fridays

I have a few things I want to vent about.

• digital cameras with dead batteries
• digital camera chargers lost by children
• not being able to exercise due to bum knee
• gaining weight due to lack of proper exercise (see knee)
• eating too much due to depression caused by inability to do proper exercise
• long waiting list to fix knees ( I know I did that one last week. I am still pissed)
• gaining more weight because of overeating caused by depression due to injured knee
• being stuck in a vicious circle
• bills, bills, and more bills

To all those annoying things I send a giant FUCK YOU!

There I feel a little better now.

Have a good weekend !

Happy HNT!

The batteries in my camera are dead and I can't find the charger. Sorry gang. You just have to suffer through a rerun. Happy HNT!

FANTASY VS REALITY

This is what I would like. Our big car is a piece of junk. It will never start for me. So after alot of thought, I have decided that I want a pink Vespa like this one.

The reality of it is that I am scared I will look like this....

It has been pointed out to me that I cannot walk without injuring myself. If I get a scooter I might end up killing myself on it. Hey, you only go around once right. Anyway if I really hurt myself, maybe I can get a pink wheelchair. You always have to find that silver lining.

IN HONOR OF BACK TO SCHOOL, HERE IS YOUR HOMEWORK

I AM GOING TO LEAVE THIS AT THE TOP FOR A LITTLE WHILE. THERE IS NEW STUFF BELOW.

Today's post is brought to you by the letter H and the number 4. As in, H for homework and 4 for the number of days left until my kids go back to school. Here is your assignment. I have been thinking about inspiring saying lately. You know, those imortal words you pull out from time to time to get you through whatever it is you are stuck in the middle of. I will share my favorites with you. In return, I would like to hear yours. You can give me one or two or a dozen if you have them. I would really like to hear from you on this one. Okay, here are my favorites in no particular order.

• I killed Cupid in self defense
• Happiness is a warm gun and a cold body
• If you can't be a good example, be a horrible warning
• I don't suffer from insanity; I enjoy every minute of it.
• Some people are alive only because it's illegal to kill them.
• . I used to have a handle on life, but it broke
• Don't take life too seriously; no one gets out alive.
• You're just jealous because the voices only talk to me
• Earth is the insane asylum for the universe.
• I'm not a complete idiot -- Some parts are missing. ( This makes me think of Mark)
• God must love stupid people; He made so many.
• The gene pool could use a little chlorine.
• Wrinkled Was Not One of the Things I Wanted to Be When I Grew up.
• Stupidity is not a handicap. Park elsewhere!
• The original point and click interface was a Smith and Wesson.
• Blessed are the cracked: for it is they who let in the light
• A good friend will bail you out of jail. A true friend will be sitting beside you saying" Damn that was fun" ( This reminds me of my Grandma)
• I have PMS and ESP. That makes me a bitch who knows everything.
• Life is hard. After all, it kills you. (Katherine Hepburn)
• If you always do what interests you at least one person is pleased. ( Katherine Hepburn)
• You say I am a bitch like it is a bad thing. ( I have that one on a tshirt)
• Lord if I can't be skinny, please let all my friends be fat. (So far, I haven't had alot of luck in that department. I need different friends)
• What doesn't kill you makes you stronger. (This has been my mantra many times)

Now you get the idea. They can be funny, articulate, uplifitng, or just plain stupid. It is your call.

uh oh.

Do you know how depressing it is to figure out you are worth more dead than alive? Boy, if my surgery goes wrong, my family hits the jackpot. Right now that might not be a bad thing. I have managed to dig myself into a big finacial hole. I am not sure how I did it. I guess it takes talent. I don't have enough money to make my mortgage payment this week. I thought I had it all planned out. You know how that goes though. All those expenses you weren't expecting. The $200.00 for my daughter's meds didn't help. Plus one of my parents only paid me half of what she owed me. Now I am screwed. I have written alot of cheques that are going to be bouncing around town like runaway rubber balls. I have never missed a mortgage payment and I am scared shitless. Then I stay awake at night trying to figure a way out of this mess. This sends my anxiety level through the roof. This means I need more anxiety meds to help me sleep. I don't have the money for that. So I worry more. Which means I need more meds that I can't afford so I worry more. And so it goes round and round. I know no one can help me out of this, but I am hoping that getting it off my chest will help. Thanks for listening.

THE WORLD REMEMBERS

On this important memorial day, please take a moment to remember the families that have lost loved ones 5 years ago. Please take a moment to remember the soldiers and their families that are making sacrifies today to help prevent it from happening again.

Check out THIS and her link to a heartbreaking video. It is sad, but an important video for people to see.

In memorial of all the victims and their families of Sept 11 2001. Rest in Peace.

If that link doesn't work, try this one http://www.gunstuff.com/america-attacked.html

FUCK YOU FRIDAYS!

Oh what a wonderful medical system we have. You cannot tell me we do not have a two tiered medical system. My visit to the surgeon did not go as well as I had hoped. He is sending me for an MRI. Wait time for that is 3 months. Then I will go for surgery. Here is the kicker. Wait time for that is NINE MONTHS!!!! This means before my knee is fixed, I will have suffered for over a year. I waited three months to see this guy already. He told me other than wearing my brace and taking meds, there is not much he can do for me until I have surgery. For that news I only have one word......FUCK!!!!!

Here is where the two tiered system comes into play. Our Mayor ( who I do like) tore his meniscus running the Manitoba Marathon in June. He has already had surgery. I have to wait a year??!!?? Don't tell me we do not have a tiered system because we do. If I had the money I would be hauling my ass down to the states and having it done there. My friend's Mother In Law had her knee replaced. Wait time for her? TWELVE DAYS. Mine is TWELVE MONTHS for a repair. AAAARRRGGGG!!!!!

I hope you all have a good weekend.

IT'S THE MOST WONDERFUL TIME OF THE YEAR!

HNT PICTURE IS BELOW Does anyone else remember the Staples commerical. The one with the father dancing down the aisles of Staples while he does back to school shopping. All the while the Xmas carol is playing. I love that commercial. I missed it this year. Today is the first day back at school. Hooray!!! I survived another summer. I am looking forward to the routines again. In the summer I feel so disorganized because there is no order and routine. The begining of the school year feels more like a new begining to me than Jan. 1st. As I look over the past year, I cannot believe how much my life has changed. I am looking forward to new challenges. My school starts in a couple of weeks. So does Parent Council, bowling, swimming, etc. I love this time of year. It is filled with so much hope. I am hoping the worst of it all is over now. Murphy's law has struck again. I finally get in to see the surgeon today. I have waited for three months to see him. Of course in the past week my knee has felt better. I have started to wean myself off the meds. I hope the doctor will still go through with the surgery. I guess I will have to wait a little longer. I will keep you posted. Have a wonderful day

Happy HNT!

SERENITY AND CALMNESS

Subject: Calmness in our lives I am passing this on to you because it definitely works, and we could all use a little more calmness in our lives. By following simple advice heard on the Dr. Phil show, you too can find inner peace. Dr. Phil proclaimed, "The way to achieve inner peace is to finish all the things you've started and never finished." So, I looked around my house to see all the things I started and hadn't finished, and before leaving the house this morning, I finished off a bottle of Jim Beam, a bottle of White Zinfandel, a bottle of Absolute, a bottle of Kahlua, a package of Oreos, the remainder of my old Prozac prescription, the rest of the cheesecake, some Doritos and a box of chocolates. You have no idea how freaking good I feel. Please pass this on to those you feel might be in need of inner peace

IT WAS NEVER LIKE THIS WHEN I WENT TO SCHOOL

WARNING--POLITICALLY INCORRECT

I got this picture in an email. I know it is politically incorrect and probably a little racist too, but I thought it was funny. If you find it wrong I appologize. If you find it funny... enjoy

FUCK YOU FRIDAYS!

I am not that upset this week. I have started to accept the fact that some things will never be the way I want them to. (OMG! Does that mean I am growing up?) I found this and I think it what has helped me. We can all use this once in a while. Happy Friday everyone! Have a few drinks and relax for me.

FRIDAYS ARE A BUSY DAY!

It is WEAR RED FRIDAY! Please support our troops.

I WRITE SINS NOT TRAGEDIES----PANIC! AT THE DISCO

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Oh, well imagine As I'm pacing the pews in a church corridor And I can't help but to hear No, I can't help but to hear an exchanging of words "What a beautiful wedding What a beautiful wedding," says a bridesmaid to a waiter "And, yes, but what a shame What a shame the poor groom's bride is a whore." I chime in with a "Haven't you people ever heard of closing a goddamn door?" No, it's much better to face these kinds of things with a sense of poise and rationality I chime in "Haven't you people ever heard of closing a goddamn door?" No, it's much better to face these kinds of things with a sense of Oh, well in fact Well I'll look at it this way I mean, technically, our marriage is saved Well this calls for a toast So pour the champagne Oh, well in fact Well I'll look at it this way I mean, technically, our marriage is saved Well this calls for a toast So pour the champagne, pour the champagne I chime in with a "Haven't you people ever heard of closing a goddamn door?" No, it's much better to face these kinds of things with a sense of poise and rationality I chime in "Haven't you people ever heard of closing a goddamn door?" No, it's much better to face these kinds of things with a sense of poise and rationallity Again I chime in "Haven't you people ever heard of closing a goddamn door?" No, it's much better to face these kinds of things with a sense of poise and rationality I chime in "Haven't you people ever heard of closing a goddamn door?" No, it's much better to face these kinds of things with a sense of poise and rationality Again

Happy HNT!

I am kind of out of ideas this week. This was the best I could do. Happy HNT!

ALLOW ME A MINUTE HERE PLEASE

I don't normally get too political here but a few things have happened recently that I feel I need to rant about. If you aren't interested in my political opinion, then I suggest you might want to skip today's rant. That being said, here goes.

Canadian Sentinel brought my attention to this little gem. Maybe I am naive but I thought the purpose of the UN was to promote peace between nations. I thought they were to remain neutral kind of like the courts. I guess I was wrong. The UN has been posting information about the Israeli troops and their positions and strategic information for the world to see. How can they do that in good concience? It makes my blood boil. If they did that about American troops,for example, there would not be a safe place for them to hide. Do they feel that since it is Israel it is okay? Where is the outcry? If you want, you can read the whole article here

My next little rant involves a local newspaper reporter. I won't mention his name because I refuse to give him any publicity whatsoever. We have always been on opposite sides of an issue. For example, he has a very big hatred of our local police force. I on the other hand have had nothing but good experiences with our police force. They have always been good to me and I support them wholeheartedly. This little rant involves "Wear Red Fridays". You all know how I feel about that. I support it. I feel that while the troops may not see the public wearing red, their families do and perhaps it will bring them some comfort to know that we understand the sacrifices made by both the soldiers and their families. This reporter has taken Red Fridays and turned it into something else. He is trying to tell people that by participating in Red Friday, putting a yellow ribbon on your car, or putting yellow ribbons on the lightposts, you are not supporting the troops. What it means is that you support the war. He once again misses the point. These men and women have seen things that you and I hope we never have to see or experience. Whether you support war or not, the point is to show these people that we understand them and their sacrifices and we thank them for it. To try and turn it into something it isn't makes me crazy. I am a stubbon person by nature. This reporters little campaign will not work on me. I am more determined than ever to wear red on fridays. I hope you do too.

Thus concludes my rant for the day. Thanks for listening.

HOW COME NO ONE EVER TOLD ME?

How come no one ever told me this whole grown up thing would suck so much. I am tired of being the grown up. Worrying about money, children, the general state of the world, blah, blah, blah. That is how I feel blah. I was supposed to lose two of the kids I take care of. The mother gave me notice FOUR MONTHS AGO! Now it looks like she still doesn't have alternative care arranged. She asked if she could bring them back. They are sweet kids, but I was looking forward to having a little break. I would only have one full time girl. I could swim once a week. Take the little girl all kinds of places. I could take more classes and finnish early. My work day would be done at 5 not 6:30 or 7:00. When you start at 6:30am, it makes for a long day of people demanding things of you. I haven't given the mom an answer yet. I haven't made up my mind. Yes, I do need the money, but at what cost? I just can't make up my mind. Plus, when I FINALLY get surgery, I can't watch three 2 year olds. That is just too much on this old body. I just don't know what to do.....

SOMETHING TO THINK ABOUT WHEN I AM GONE

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GETTING MY HEAD ON STRAIGHT

I am holidays now. Hooray!!! To celebrate, I am going away with my parents for a few days. In case you were wondering, I am not going to fall off the face of the earth just yet. I just need some time and space to get my head on straight. Thanks to everyone who sent their good wishes. I appreciate it. Hopefully when I get back, I will have a sunnier outlook on life. Sorry I will miss HNT and Fuck you! Friday this week. I will make it up next week. Thanks for checking in. See you all soon. REMEMBER TO WEAR RED ON FRIDAY.

Fade to Black

I think it is time for me to disappear. Just fall off the face of the earth. I am too tired to fight anymore. I fought for as long as I could but life won. I am just not strong enough.

You know I hurt myself again. I get no help from anyone. My husband is mad because of the money we were spending on Physio and medication. He is angry that I couldn't do everything. He is mad because I needed crutches and I needed a brace for my knee. He is mad because when I fell again, I didn't hurt myself more. He says if I hurt myself more, maybe I could have gotten surgery then gotten it all over with. He was attentive to me when we had to spend the weekend with his family, but as soon as we got home things changed. I asked him to drive me to drop off tickets for the team for the ball game. He told me since I can walk, I can drive myself. Then he got mad at me because I tried to walk to the bank and couldn't do it. He kept making comments about how I couldn't even walk right. I am too tired to fight anymore. Tuesday, my daughter's baseball team was to go to the Goldeyes game. Her team got to go onto the field with the Goldeyes. She got her hat signed by a player and got to stand with the team for the national anthem. What should have been the happiest night of her life did not end happy. As we were leaving there was a group of twentysomethings ahead of us. They were pushing each other and goofing around. One of them, hit my daughter. He looked and laughed. Now my daughter is in tears and my husband is furious. He pushed the guy and told him to appologize to my daughter. He refused and asked my husband what his problem was. M told him exactly what the problem was and what he had done to our daughter. The guy still refused to appologize. M pushed him again. Then his friends got into it. They started yelling at my husband and now my other daughter is terrified. She is screaming and the other one is crying and they still won't say he is sorry. Finally I got M to walk away. What a way to ruin an evening. The girls couldn't sleep that night and now my daughter has a bruise and a scrape on her chest where she was hit. I should have called the cops and had him charged. Now my anxiety is through the roof. I should have done more to protect my child. I just can't do anything right. I give up.

Fade to black.

I feel like I am all alone in the world. I didn't think I was a terrible person, but apparently I am. My neighbor sure didn't like me. I was outside with my husband, we were doing the same thing the neighbor was. Trying to fight off a huge infestation of wasps. My husband said "Look, C is outside trying to do the same thing we are" I was standing beside my husband at the time. I said "It is the new form of entertainment in the neighborhood" C looked over and said " Hi, M how are you doing?" He never once acknowledged me.What the fuck did I ever do to him. I know his wife hated me. Remember when she came over to complain because my kids were fighting on the lawn? Plus, she would never speak to me. We saw her at a local restaurant on Wed. She just walked right past us. When I went up to pay, she was right beside us. She turned and walked away.

My husband has no use for me, the neighbors hate me, my cat doesn't even like me. My so called best friend will never go out of his way to help me. He swore he would be there if I ever needed him but guess what. He wasn't. When I went to hospital, I asked him to come. He refused. He always had an excuse why he could never be there if I needed him.

I felt so beat up. I just can't fight anymore. Worse yet, I don't think I care to. I think I will just let it all fade to black.

Take care all....

MILK SURFING, THE NEW OLYMPIC SPORT

Here we are again. Anyone interested in learning what I did on Friday?

I tried to milk surfing on my kitchen floor.I guess I am not very good. Who knew? The twins I look after had spilled their milk on the kitchen floor. So silly me thought it would be a good idea to clean it up. As I walked over to clean it up, I slipped on it and went for a little ride. Keep in mind, the gophers already tried to punnish me. I twisted my knee even more. I landed myself in the hospital emergency room.

The bright side of it is that I only had to wait an hour as oppossed to the usual 12 hours. My doctor was very nice looking too so it wasn't all bad. I am now on heavy duty pain killers. They also gave me crutches. Let's assess this for a minute. I ended up in this mess because I cannot walk on my own two feet. The solution? Give me drugs and two more feet to deal with. Does this sound like a disaster in the making to anyone else? Too bad this didn't bump up my surgery date at all.

I hope you all had a better weekend.

Don't panic. This is just a test. I want too see if those stupid paragraphs work now.

Ready? Let's see what happens. I am sure it is a simple problem, but since I am simple minded it is a little hard for me. Let's check it out.

FUCK YOU! FRIDAYS

This is dedicated to all of us suckers who have classes all summer! Thank God I have a little break now. Please remember is it also Red Friday. Wear Red and support our troops!

FUNNY THOUGHTS

I love cats... they taste just like chicken I took an IQ test and the results were negative Out of my mind. Back in five minutes Laugh alone and the world thinks you're an idiot It's as bad as you think, and they are out to get you When there's a will, I want to be in it! It's lonely at the top, but you eat better Warning: Dates in calendar are closer than they appear Give me ambiguity or give me something else He who laughs last, thinks slowest I souport publik edekasion We are Microsoft. Resistance Is Futile. You Will Be Assimilated Ever stop to think, and forget to start again ? Born free... Taxed to death Rehab is for quitters Jack Kevorkian for White House Physician Women who seek to be equal to men lack ambition If you don't like the news, go out and make some Few women admit their age; Fewer men act it Pride is what we have. Vanity is what others have How can I miss you if you won't go away ? Beauty is in the eye of the beer holder Horn broken -- Watch for finger Lottery: A tax on people who are bad at math RETRIEVED FROM JIM

HNT TIME AGAIN

THIS POST IS FOR FEET. JUST LIKE I PROMISED. HAPPY HNT! IF YOU WANT TO JOIN THE FUN, SEE THE m=MAN

CHANGE IS GOOD

I keep telling myself change is good. I changed the template here because I could not for the life of me get the paragraphs to work on the other template. Being a complete computer idiot, I am sure there is a simple fix to it but damned if I could figure it out. I hope this works better Keep your finger crossed. If it doesn't work, I will beg for suggestions on how to fix it. update***** Okay that didn't work. Help please. I am begging you. I am ready to throw a chair through the computer. Save my computer.

Hands Down! One Of My Favorite Songs!

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RED FRIDAYS

Proud to be a Soldier !!! From the daughter of a Soldier..Last week I was in Trenton, Ontario. attending a conference. While I was in the airport, returning home, I heard several people behind me beginning to clap and cheer. I immediately turned around and witnessed one of the greatest act's of patriotism I have ever seen.Moving thru the terminal was a group of soldiers in their camo's, as they began heading to their gate everyone (well almost everyone) was abruptly to their feet with their hands waving and cheering. When I saw the soldiers, probably 30-40 of them, being applauded and cheered for it hit me. I'm not alone. I'm not the only red blooded Canadian who still loves this country and supports our troops and their families. Of course I immediately stopped and began clapping for these young unsung heroes who are putting their lives on the line everyday for us so we can go to school, work and home without fear or reprisal. Just when I thought I could not be more proud of my country or of our service men and women a young girl, not more than 6 or 7 years old, ran up to one of the male soldiers. He kneeled down and said "hi," the little girl then she asked him if he would give something to her daddy for her. The young soldier, he didn't look any older than maybe 22 himself, said he would try and what did she want to give to her daddy. Then suddenly the little girl grabbed the neck of this soldier, gave him the biggest hug she could muster and then kissed him on the cheek.The mother of the little girl, who said her daughters name was Courtney, told the young soldier that her husband was a Corporal and had been in Afghanistan for 11 months now . As the mom was explaining how much her daughter, Courtney, missed her father, the young soldier began to tear up. When this temporarily single mom was done explaining her situation, all of the soldiers huddled together for a brief second. Then one of the other servicemen pulled out a military looking walkie- talkie. They started playing with the device and talking back and forth on it.After about 10-15 seconds of this, the young soldier walked back over to Courtney, bent down and said this to her, "I spoke to your daddy and he told me to give this to you." He then hugged this little girl that he had just met and gave her a kiss on the cheek. He finished by saying "your daddy told me to tell you that he loves you more than anything and he is coming home very soon."The mom at this point was crying almost uncontrollably and as the young soldier stood to his feet he saluted Courtney and her mom. I was standing no more than 6 feet away from this entire event unfolded. As the soldiers began to leave, heading towards their gate, people resumed their applause. As I stood there applauding and looked around, their were very few dry eyes, including my own. That young soldier in one last act of selflessness, turned around and blew a kiss to Courtney with a tear rolling down his cheek.We need to remember everyday all of our soldiers and their families and thank God for them and their sacrifices. At the end of the day, it's good to be a Canadian.Red FridayJust keeping you "in the

loop" so you'll know what's going on in case this takes off.

• RED FRIDAYS ----- Very soon, you will see a great many people wearing Red every Friday. The reason? Canadian who support our troops used to be called the "silent majority". We are no longer silent, and are voicing our love for God, country and home in record breaking numbers. We are not organized, boisterous or over-bearing. We get no liberal media coverage on TV, to reflect our message or our opinions.Many Canadians, like you, me and all our friends, simply want to recognize that the vast majority of Canada supports our troops. Our idea of showing solidarity and support for our troops with dignity and respect starts this Friday -and continues each and every Friday until the troops all come home, sending a deafening message that.. Every red-blooded Canadian who supports our men and women afar will wear something red.By word of mouth, press, TV -- let's make the Canada on every Friday a sea of red much like a homecoming football game in the bleachers.If every one of us who loves this country will share this with acquaintances, co-workers, friends, and family. It will not be long before Canada is covered in RED and it will let our troops know the once "silent" majority is on their side more than ever, certainly more than the media lets on.The first thing a soldier says when asked "What can we do to make things better for you?" is...We need your support and your prayers.Let's get the word out and lead with class and dignity, by example; and wear something red every Friday.
• IT IS YOUR CHOICE.THEIR BLOOD RUNS RED---- SO WEAR RED! --- Lest we Forget, Lest we Forget. HAVE A GREAT DAY! * This was forwarded to me by email. Please keep it going.

I know fridays are also FUCK YOU! FRIDAYS, but please support our troops too!

BEDTIME FOR GUTTERGIRL

This bed just makes me want to climb into it for about a week. I am exhausted! Thank God the busiest part of the summer is over for me. Whew! The girls had their 9th birthday on the weekend. My mom and I took 10 kids to the movies. We saw Barnyard. The kids all seemed to enjoy it. I related to the nosey neighbor in the movie. Her one line was " I am not crazy. I am just heavily medicated for a chemical imbalance!" THAT is something I can relate to. Then the girls had two friends sleep over. I am so happy that is over for another year. My class is over now too. I have a break from school until the middle of September. Hooray! I should find out my final grade in about a week. The exam wasn't too hard, but my presentation didn't go as well as I had hoped. Oh well. It is over, that is the important thing. Baseball is over for the boy. The girl still has one more thing to do with baseball. We have a Northern League baseball team here. The Winnipeg Goldeyes have a program called the baseball buddies. Basically, a child's ball team gets to go out onto the field and stand with a player during the national anthems. They are introduced individually as they run out onto the field. Their player then signs a picture for them. It is very exciting. Here is the problem. I am in charge of getting all the tickets ordered, the information sent to the Goldeyes and collect all the money. I told parents I needed all of that by July 15. It is now August 8th and I am still trying to collect all the money. It has to be in this week. I cannot cover all the tickets myself. I am a little pissed at irresponsible parents right now. It is not like tickets are expensive. They are only $5 each. However, I cannot pay for 63 tickets myself. What can you do? Tonight we are going to see my husband's cousin and his wife. She is terminally ill. I guess the end is coming soon. Of all his relatives, she is my favorite. We are alot alike. I will miss her so much. In the losing battle against aging, I tried a new cream on my face this weekend. Big mistake. Turns out I had an allergic reaction to it. Now you can no longer see any lines in my face because it is so swollen, you can only see two slits where my eyes used to be and a line where my mouth should be. Not a pretty sight. I guess wrinkles are an improvement. Did I mention it is really itchy. I can't take anything for it because of the pain killers I am on for my knee. If I was a horse you would have to shoot me. I am glad my holidays are coming soon. I don't think I could take much more of the lazy days of summer. They might kill me.

Fuck you ! Fridays

This giant fuck you is not a happy one. Pedophiles make my blood boil. There is not enough punishment in the world for these monsters. My heart, thoughts and prayers are with the families of these boys. I hope they heal and find some comfort. Please join me in giving a huge FUCK YOU to pedophiles and the legal system that lets these scum walk among us.

SOMETHING TO REMEMBER

I am going to add this one to my life mottos Women and cats will do as they please, and men and dogs should get used to the idea. ****

HNT TIME AGAIN

THIS IS IN HONOR OF MY TWIN GIRL'S BIRTHDAY THIS WEEKEND!

TALL FOREHEADS AND BIG THINKING.

I got this one in an email. Our esteem provincial leaders have spend a truck load of money to change our logo. They figure this new packaging will encourage people to visit our fair province. So instead of Friendly Manitoba (yes I can be friendly on occasion), we are now Spirited Energy. What this really means is up for debate. However, I think the photographer has captured the true meaning. Decide for yourself.

THINGS ON MY MIND... HOWEVER SMALL IT MAY BE

WHEW!! Baseball is finally over for the boy. I enjoyed the season, but am glad it is over. While the team did not win alot of games (3), they are a great group of boys. They all get along and are fun to be with. That being said, I have a complaint or two. The way the Provincials are set up is just not fair to the city teams. The city teams are tiered. A, AA, and AAA. These boys played A ball. The country teams are not tiered. Therefore, the boys are playing AA and AAA players. Let's face it, they didn't have a hope. It really bothers me they have it set up that way. When the city teams make it to the provincials, they are allowed to pull players from the other A ball teams that did not make the Provincial. They are forbidden to pull AA or AAA players. How is this fair? The country teams the boys played go on and are playing in the AA and AAA Provincials too. I would like to meet the Einstein who figured out this was a fair way to set it up. I admit, the only way the boys made the Provincials is because we were the host team and get a bi into the Provincials, but I still don't think it is fair. Needless to say, out of the three city teams in the Provincials, none of them went on to the finals. Oh well, chalk it up to "No one said life was fair" category. At least the boys had a good time and I am proud of all of them. On another note, this is something that I have been thinking about all season. I wonder how many Ice Cream men go crazy by the end of the season? If I had to listen to Turkey In The Straw, one more time, I think I would have lost my mind. These people have my admiration. I think I would put a bullet in my head if I had to listen to that music for 4 months. These are just some of the things on my mind.

Fuck you ! Fridays

Ever heard the saying "We make plans and God laughs"? Here is proof! Happy Friday!

Happy HNT

This is what happens when you wear a knee brace and sit through three days of baseball.

THE THINGS YOU LEARN FROM CHILDREN

You find out interesting things when you have sons, like

1) A king size waterbed holds enough water to fill a 2000 sq. ft. house 4 inches deep.

2) If you spray hair spray on dust bunnies and run over them with roller blades, they can ignite.

3)A 3-year old Boy's voice is louder than 200 adults in a crowded restaurant. 4) If you hook a dog leash over a ceiling fan, the motor is not strong enough to rotate a 42 pound Boy wearing Batman underwear and a Superman cape. It is strong enough, however, if tied to a paint can, to spread paint on all four walls of a 20x20 ft. room. 5)You should not throw baseballs up when the ceiling fan is on. When using a ceiling fan as a bat, you have to throw the ball up a few times before you get a hit. A ceiling fan can hit a baseball a long way. 6) The glass in windows (even double-pane) doesn't stop a baseball hit by a ceiling fan. 7.) When you hear the toilet flush and the words "uh oh", it's already too late. 8.) Brake fluid mixed with Clorox makes smoke, and lots of it. 9.) A six-year old Boy can start a fire with a flint rock even though a 36-year old Man says they can only do it in the movies. 10.) Certain Lego's will pass through the digestive tract of a 4- year old Boy. 11.) Play dough and microwave should not be used in the same sentence. 12.) Super glue is forever. 13.) No matter how much Jell-O you put in a swimming pool you still can't walk on water. 14.) Pool filters do not like Jell-O. 15.) VCR's do not eject "PB & J" sandwiches even though TV commercials show they do. 16.) Garbage bags do not make good parachutes. 17.) Marbles in gas tanks make lots of noise when driving. 18.) You probably DO NOT want to know what that odor is. 19.) Always look in the oven before you turn it on; plastic toys do not like ovens. 20.) The fire department inAustin , TX has a 5-minute response time. 21.) The spin cycle on the washing machine does not make earthworms dizzy. 22.) It will, however, make cats dizzy. 23.) Cats throw up twice their body weight when dizzy. 24.) 80% of Women will pass this on to almost all of their friends, with or without kids. 25.) 80% of Men who read this will try mixing the Clorox and brake fluid. I got this as an email. As I read through it, I realized that I knew alot of these things already. Hmm and people wonder why I drink. I would like to add a couple things too 1) Sparkle playdough looks pretty but when it is left on the carpet, it has become more permanent than your widowed mother in law moving in. 2) When iced tea crystals are spilled on the long and narrow kitchen floor, it looks like sand at the beach. This makes children want to turn the sprinkler on in the kitchen. 3) If a child is climbing furniture that is not anchored to the wall, pray it has doors that open when the furniture falls over preventing the child from becoming permantly squished into the carpet along with the playdough. 4) Macaroni and cheese spilled on carpet and covered with a pillow will also become permanent. 5)Using a broomstick to hold up your mattress to make a cool fort will poke a hole into your mattress. This makes it very uncomfortable to sleep on. (until you con your sister into switching mattresses) 6) A suitcase is Not a cat carrier. 7) If you are throwing a truck at your sibling in anger, make sure they are not standing in front of a window. 8) Snowballs may seem harmless, but they do break windows. 9) Easy Bake oven mixes do mold when left hidden under your bed. 10) Crawling into a corner and curling up in a ball and repeating "I love my children", does NOT make it all better. I would love to hear some of the things you have learned about children too.

ONLY 45 MORE DAYS TIL SCHOOL STARTS!

Toddler's Rules of Possession

1. If I like it, it's mine.

2. If it's in my hand, it's mine.

3. If I can take it from you, it's mine.

4. If I had it a little while ago, it's mine.

5. If it's mine, it must NEVER appear to be yours in anyway.

6. If I'm doing or building something, all the pieces are mine.

7. If it looks just like mine, it is mine.

8. If I saw it first, it's mine.

9. If you are playing with something and you put it down, it automatically becomes mine.

10. If it's broken, it's yours.

More Toddler Rules

If it is on, I must turn it off. If it is off, I must turn it on.

If it is folded, I must unfold it.

If it is a liquid, it must be shaken, then spilled.

If it a solid, it must be crumbled, chewed or smeared.

If it is high, it must be reached.

If it is shelved, it must be unshelved.

If it is pointed, it must be run with at top speed.

If it has leaves, they must be picked.

If it is plugged, it must be unplugged.

If it is not trash, it must be thrown away. If it is in the trash, it must be removed, inspected, and thrown on the floor.

If it is closed, it must be opened. If it does not open, it must be screamed at.

If it has drawers, they must be rifled.

If it is a pencil, it must write on the refrigerator, monitor, or table.

If it is full, it will be more interesting emptied. If it is empty, it will be more interesting full.

If it is a pile of dirt, it must be laid upon.

If it is stroller, it must under no circumstances be ridden in without protest. It must be pushed by me instead.

If it has a flat surface, it must be banged upon.

If Mommy's hands are full, I must be carried.

If Mommy is in a hurry and wants to carry me, I must walk alone.

If it is paper, it must be torn.

If it has buttons, they must be pressed.

If the volume is low, it must go high.

If it is toilet paper, it must be unrolled on the floor.

If it is a drawer, it must be pulled upon.

If it is a toothbrush, it must be inserted into my mouth.

If it has a faucet, it must be turned on at full force.

If it is a phone, I must talk to it.

If it is a bug, it must be swallowed.

If it doesn't stay on my spoon, it must be dropped on the floor.

If it is not food, it must be tasted. If it IS food, it must not be tasted.

If it is dry, it must be made wet with drool, milk, or toilet water.

If it is a car seat, it must be protested with arched back.

If it is Mommy, it must be hugged.

I am toddler!

Fuck you ! Fridays

I bet you have all done this when talking to someone who is REALLY pissing you off!

HAPPY HNT

This is in honor of my son's ball team making the Provincial Playoffs.

GO TEAM!

WEDDING BELLS!

We went to a wedding on Saturday. It was beautiful. I can honestly say I don't think I have ever seen a more gorgeous bride. The groom loves her soo much. It is obvious. Through the ceremony he was holding her hands and rubbing her arms. It was so sweet. He looked at her with such love it makes a person want to cry. With the state of marriages now, I really hope they make it. I hope they stay that much in love. The world needs more love like that. Best wishes Matt and Cheryl

You are pink. You are in limbo. Not pure and manipulated like white, not impure and noble like red. You are unsure of your real identity, but whatever you chose it to be, you can be it. That is your power. You change everyone you touch, and everyone remembers you. In literature, pink represents the place between heaven and hell. You are the one we will never forget.

What inner color are you?

Fuck you ! Fridays

Since that is how I feel today, I was going to join in. However, my stupid camera isn't working today. Figures. Here is the best I can do today.

I AM MAD AS HELL!

Yup, having one of those days. I don't want to forgive. I am mad as hell.

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Happy HNT!

SOME DAYS YOU JUST HAVE TO PUT ONE FOOT IN FRONT OF THE OTHER.

HOW DO YOU VIEW ME ?

I stole this from Cherry

Do Me!!! Pick one word from each pair that you think describes me the best and leave it in the comments.Then I'll do you!! Then copy this and post it in your own journal (if you want to do so) to see how your friends view you.

• *dominant or submissive
• *logical or intuitive
• *social or loner
• *kinky or vanilla
• *cute or sophisticated
• *kitten or puppy
• warm flannel sheets or sleek satin
• *leader or follower
• *quiet or talkative
• *spontaneous or planned
• *teddy bear or porcelain doll
• *hiking or window shopping
• *tequila or vodka
• *top or bottom
• *bare foot or shoes
• *jeans or slacks
• *tender or rough
• *aware or dreamy
• *nerd or jock
• *brains or brawn
• *common sense or book smarts
• *pretty or sexy

SPECIAL HNT!!!

As per Osbasso's request. Here is my Canada Day HNT! Canadian girls kick ass! Have a great day.

PICTURES!

As promised here are some pictures of my reunion. The picture was from the social on Friday night. We were all a little drunk. Not the most flattering picture. These are the people from my graduating class that were there this weekend. I am in the burgandy in the back row.

CATCHING UP

I have really busy lately. The School Division in its infinite wisdom decided it would be a good idea to close my old high

school and amalgamate the two high schools, move the elementary school kids to my old high school and close one elementary school. This little plan made sense to someone, somewhere. (or so I am told). Anyway, since the high school will cease to exist come September, a Farewell Reunion was planned. I packed up my family and went to visit my hometown. I admit I was a little nervous about seeing people I hadn't seen in almost 18 years. Let's face it, I am no covergirl. Turns out I had a fantastic time! There was a Social on the Friday night. Apparently a Social is a Manitoba thing. For the initiated, I will explain. Basically a social is a huge adult party. There is music, dancing, and food. I saw so many people I hadn't seen in ages. A lot of people I recognized right away, some I needed others to remind me who they were. It was a great time and the band (Horseshoes and Handgrenades) were fantastic! I didn't have a lot of time to visit with everyone, so I thought I would catch up with them at the dinner and dance the next night. Wouldn't you know it, most of them weren't there the next night. The dinner and dance was also a huge success. There were over 1000 people there. Considering my hometown only has a population of about 13,000 it was a huge event. They had a photographer taking pictures of each graduating class there. Too bad there was only 14 people from my graduating class there. However, I got to catch up with most of them. Like an idiot though, I forgot to bring my camera.

Once I get pictures, I will post them. I am really glad I went and didn't let my insecurities

prevent me from enjoying something that may never happen again. I did make a fool out of myself a couple times though. The first happened when a friend brought this guy over to our table. She was going around telling him "you remember so and so" . I had NO idea who this guy was. Finally I got another friend to lean over and say to her " who is this?" It was a guy I had known since the fifth grade. I felt so silly. However in a side note he was way too good to speak to me in high school. I guess I am better now. The other goof I made was even bigger. I was talking to a friend of mine. Then he introduced me to his wife. I shook her hand and told her it was nice to meet her. She started to laugh and say "actually you already know me. I am Sherri's little sister" (Sherri was one of my best friends in junior high). I felt really stupid then. Oh well, I guess some things never change.

All in all, it was a good time. I am really glad I went and I hope I get to hear from some of the

people I reconnected with. That has been my life in a nutshell. HAPPY CANADA DAY AND HAPPY FOURTH OF JULY!!!

HAPPY HNT!!!!

LIKE MOTHER LIKE DAUGHTER

THOUGHT FOR THE DAY

Sometimes I feel like roadkill on the information superhighway.

One more exam done! I hope I did okay. Next course starts now!

FOOD FOR THOUGHT

Bumper sticker of the year: "If you can read this, thank a teacher -and, since it's in English, thank a soldier"

Finally, the truth is out there!

Doctor update

Well, I found a wonderful friend to take me to the doctor yesterday. However, the news is not that great. I have torn the cartlidge in my knee. I now have to go for physio for a month, then have a scope, then surgery. Oh yeah. When I do something, I do it well. I still want to know what I ever did to those damn gophers.

Happy HNT!

I am looking at you, looking at me.

THINGS ABOUT ME!

Participate with me on this. It's actually quite interesting. are bound to be clever! This is what you are Supposed to do, and try not to be LAME and spoil the fun! Just give in and do it. The theory is that you will learn a lot of little knownfacts about your friends. It is a fun and easy 45 questions to answer.

1. FIRST NAME: full name?Cheryl?
2. WERE YOU NAMED AFTER ANYONE?My Mom
3. WHEN DID YOU LAST CRY? Today
4. DO YOU LIKE YOUR HANDWRITING? No
5. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE LUNCHMEAT? Chicken doesn't it all taste like chicken?
6. IF YOU WERE ANOTHER PERSON WOULD YOU BE FRIENDS WITH YOU? I would hope I would have better taste
7. DO YOU HAVE A JOURNAL? Does a Blog count?
8. DO YOU USE SARCASM A LOT? What do you think?
9. DO YOU STILL HAVE TONSILS? Yup all original parts included (except appendix but who actually reads the appendix anyway)
10. WOULD YOU BUNGEE JUMP? Depends on the day. Today I would and hope the rope snaps.
11. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORTIE CEREAL? Golden Grahams
12. DO YOU UNTIE YOUR SHOES WHEN YOU TAKE THEM OFF? And waste precious time? Of course not.
13. DO YOU THINK YOU ARE STRONG? Wussies R me
14. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE ICE CREAM? Creamsicle flavor,
15. SHOE SIZE? 7 same size as my feet. Duh
16. RED OR PINK? Pink. Unless I just shot someone I really don't like. Then red.
17. WHAT IS THE LEAST FAVORITE THING ABOUT YOURSELF? I can only pick one?
18. WHO DO YOU MISS THE MOST? My Grandparents
19. DO YOU WANT EVERYONE TO SEND THIS BACK TO YOU? Yes! I want to feel the love
20. WHAT COLOR PANTS AND SHOES YOU ARE WEARING? Brown and White pants and brown sandals.
21. LAST THING YOU ATE? Cheese stick
22. WHAT ARE YOU LISTENING TO RIGHT NOW? 80's internet radio station.
23. IF YOU WERE A CRAYON, WHAT COLOR WOULD YOU BE? Teal
24. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE SMELL? Vanilla
25. WHO WAS THE LAST PERSON YOU TALKED TO ON THE PHONE? I screamed at Jim. Talked to Karen
26. THE FIRST THING YOU NOTICE ABOUT PEOPLE YOU ARE ATTRACTED TO? They are breathing.
27. DO YOU LIKE THE PERSON WHO SENT THIS TO YOU? Naturally. I don't do this for just anyone.
28. FAVORITE DRINK? Coke Slurpee.
29. FAVORITE SPORT? Baseball
30. HAIR COLOR? Umm natural colour would be brown.
31. EYE COLOR? brown
32. DO YOU WEAR CONTACTS? nope
33. FAVORITE FOOD? Shrimp
34. SCARY MOVIES OR HAPPY ENDING? Happy endings
35. LAST MOVIE YOU WATCHED? Over The Hedge.
36. WHAT COLOR SHIRT ARE YOU WEARING? Beige
37. SUMMER OR WINTER? Winter. I get grouchy in the heat
38. WHAT BOOKS ARE YOU READING? Bubbles Betrothed
39. WHAT IS ON YOUR MOUSE PAD? Dots
40. WHAT DID YOU WATCH LAST NIGHT ON TV.? Hockey.
41. FAVORITE SOUNDS? Babies laughing
42. ROLLING STONE OR BEATLES? Stones
43. THE FURTHEST YOU BEEN FROM HOME? Florida
44. DO YOU HAVE A SPECIAL TALENT? Yep…tying cherry stems with my tongue. Learned it from Pam.
45. WHEN AND WHERE WERE YOU BORN? Nov 26/70 Winnipeg.

CLUMSY ME

Did I ever mention that I am kind of clumsy? Well, I am. Through the whole baseball season, I kept warning my kids to watch out for the holes in the field. Most of them are gopher holes. Guess who fell in the gopher hole. Yup, Me. Almost two weeks ago. I have finally given in. I am going to see the doctor tomorrow. My knee keeps swelling up and really hurts. Even driving is uncomfortable. By the end of the day, walking is a new experience in pain. At the school this morning, I had two people looking at it. One has concluded that I have water on my knee. The other thinks I have torn either a tendon or cartlidge. Either one does not sound promising. If it is anything like that, I am hoping I will get crutches. You know, play the sympathy card. Keep your fingers crossed for me. I want to know what I ever did to those damn gophers!

JUST A LITTLE THOUGHT FOR THE DAY.

I read that Cherry was having a bad day. I saw this and thought of her. I hope it brings a smile to all of you. It did to me.

Nutty as a Fruitcake... That's me!

Hola everyone. Hope you all had a relaxing weekend. Happy Father's Day to all. Things here were their usual craziness. Rushing from one thing to the next. Not a lot of funny things to tell. I do have a whine today. Yesterday, my in-laws phoned. They announced they were coming over. It was 8pm already. I was in my pj's. I was not impressed. Then they called back and said they weren't coming today, but they would come to my daughter's baseball game tonight. They NEVER come to any of her activities. It made me wonder what was up. Then they say they have an envelope for my husband. Forgive me for being cynical, but somehow, that does not sound good to me. When they are involved, it is usual something to upset me. This is not what bothers me the most though. Here is the problem. I don't want them to know that I am back in school. I will miss the baseball game because I am in school tonight. My husband has told me he is going to tell them where I am. I really don't want them to know and he knows it. Both of my sister in laws are back in school. I will constantly hear about how they are doing so well. They are on the honor roll, they are succeeding... blah, blah, blah. They will also start comparing me to them. Why aren't you on the honor roll. Why can't you work, raise a family, and go to school? My daughter does it. You get the picture. I don't need the added stress. I know I am doing this for me and I shouldn't care what people say or think, but it is not in my nature to let these things go. My MIL always compares. Before we bought our house, I was always hearing how HER daughter had a house. She didn't have to live in an apartment. When I got my tattoo, I got a huge lecture about how it was such a horrible thing. I was subjected to a 20 minute lecture. Just so you know, both their daughters have tattoos. They never got the lecture. I can feel my anxiety level increasing at an alarming rate. I know I am being a suck here. Thanks for letting me rant. Now I get to tell you about my wonderful parenting. ( that was sarcastic) On Thursday, I went to my son's baseball game. I had a meeting so I missed most of it. I got there for the last inning. It looked like a pretty good game. I guess the umpire left something to be desired, but I didn't see anything too bad. Anyway, my son had a great hit. It was a double. The next boy at bat hit a home run. The play was not at home plate, but the catcher was purposely standing in the way. My son tried to run around him, but he kept moving to stay in his way. Finally, my son ran past him and bumped into him. It was innocent and neither boy was hurt. The catcher took exception to this and hit my son. The player who ran home after my son told the catcher to cool it. Then the catcher took another swing at my son. I could tell my son was trying to hold his temper. Usually, he is mild mannered, but if you make him mad, look out. In the 5th grade, he threw his best friend over the drum set in music class. Finally, the ump saw this and tossed the catcher out of the game. The catcher spent the rest of the game in the bleachers glaring at my son. This catcher and two of his friends hung around after the game. They were just waiting to corner my son. Here is where the bad parenting comes in. I am ready to get right in the middle of it. I am not scared of some punk. You do not try and hurt my boy or you have to deal with me. A parent in the stand yelled at the opposing coach to watch his player. His response was "Watch your own". Eventually, they gave up and went home. I was glad to see the team act like a team. They all stayed close to each other to prevent any of them from being hurt. We play this team again on Thursday. I try not to be a sport parent from hell, but sometimes I can't help it. We will see what happens.

HAPPY HNT!

Okay, this is an example of my warped sense of humour. Have a happy HNT!

I AM BACK!

Sorry, I haven't been around a lot lately. The person who called them the lazy days of summer never had kids! I have been frantically finishing my term paper. I am done and I handed it in yesterday. Hooray! I decided the Instructor should not be teaching Professionalism. Class starts at 6 PM. Last night he came running in at 6:20. Yelling "I am here, don't leave"! Then he forgot most of the handouts. It is frustrating to say the least. On a happy note, I got to ride in a Limo and I am not even dead! It was my friend's daughter's 9th birthday. So he rented a Limo and picked up me and my family. We went to dinner and drove around for an hour after. I had a great time. This little girl wanted to go and see the boy she likes. He wasn't home, he was visiting his grandma. So we went there. His parents had called ahead. The little boy and his grandma were waiting on the steps when we got there. I felt so bad for this little boy. He looked like he wanted the earth to open up and swallow him. He is so cute. My son, (being 13) said, he wouldn't mind if three girls came to see him in a Limo. I am aging rapidly here. My son has been busy getting into trouble. He called home from school to announce he got into trouble. Apparently, he and his friend thought it would be a good idea to leave the school grounds and eat their lunch on the top on the hockey change room roof. What goes through their minds I will never know. Obviously they got caught. I asked if he was suspended. He said " I don't know hang on" "Hey, am I suspended?" "Good news Mom, I am not suspended" Great I am so proud. Now he can only leave the school grounds if he goes North. If he goes South, he will be suspended. My Mom is considering buying him a compass so he doesn't get mixed up. I don't think he will see the humor in it. Then my son and I were talking. He tells me "Hey Mom, did you know you have to be 18 to buy a Playboy magazine?" I think I aged another 10 years. " Gee son, how do you know that?" "I tried to buy one" Did I mention how proud I am. How will I ever survive the teen years. That has been my little world in a nutshell. Hope all is well with the gang. Take care.

Happy HNT, Sort Of

A thousand apologies gang. I know it is HNT day but I have no picture today. Nothing worked out right. I finally decided on a funny picture, and I couldn't get onto Blogger. Then I finally got on Blogger and the batteries on my camera are dead. I will charge them and try to post the picture later tonight. Sorry. On another topic, the price of charity has sure gone up. Inflation is a killer. I just bought a box of chocolate covered almonds for some fundraiser. They cost $4.00. There are exactly 12 almonds in the box. Good thing I am charitable. Well I am off to the library to START my term paper. The one that is due on Monday. Can we say PANIC!!!!! Wish me luck. I wish you all the best. Till later.

MESSAGE TO THE GANG

Message for the Mrs. I am still here. I was having trouble getting onto blogger. I couldn't post on mine or read anyone else's. Today I can. So here is a quick update. I am starting to feel like the sun is trying to break through. I think I might make it. Plus, I got my transcript from school today. Before I opened it, I felt that I would be happy with a C I would be happier with a B but oh well. I opened the transcript and read my mark............A. I GOT AN A! I am doing cartwheels all over the place. I am thrilled. Go Me! I am so happy. Now if I could just get started on my term paper for my next class, I would be over the moon. I THINK I am supposed to be writing a paper on whether I agree or disagree with labeling children. I can see both sides but I have to chose one. I am so indecisive. This is tough. Anyway, that is what is new in my little world. I hope the sun is shining on your world too.

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I'M NOT CRAZY.. STOP LAUGHING.. REALLY I'M NOT

Ha Ha. Made you think about that didn't I. It is that time of year here in the Peg. The invasion of the the creepy crawly insects. It is the time of year, when a simple walk down the street is an exercise in evasive maneuvers. It is the time of year when you walk down the street frantically waving your arms above your head and no one looks at you strangely. Yes, it is the attack of the canker worms. If you have never experienced this type of invasion, let me enlighten you. These little worms dangle from the trees on their invisible webs. You don't see them until it is too late. They crawl everywhere. In your hair, on your legs, on your back. They survive by eating the leaves off the trees. If you stand outside, you can actually hear them eating. At the risk of offending animal rights activists, I will say, THEY SERVE NO USEFUL PURPOSE OTHER THAN TO ANNOY US! So here I sit unshaded by trees, (assuming it has finally stopped raining), listening to them eat, and waiting for the next suicide attacker. It makes you look forward to the invasion of mosquitoes and the mosquito fogging protesters. Ahh summertime in the Peg.

HAPPY HNT

Sorry gang. This is not the best picture, but I was running out of time. Please forgive me. I will try harder for next week. Have a Happy HNT.