~ It's Official! ~

It's Official! My hubby finally got his Associates degree this week. Here's the proof. I'm so proud of him! He's worked so hard for it and he's made great grades doing it. I know it makes him feel good to accomplish this goal. It's just a stepping stone because now he's well on his way towards his Bachelors degree. I couldn't be happier for him.

~ Upside Down Your Turning ME! ~

I’m frustrated and confused right now. My life is upside down and inside out at this point. Emotions run high and it makes for a head spinning ride of confusion. My brain has reached melt down mode on several occasions I’m ashamed to say. Not to mention the fact that it’s spinning so much that I literally don’t know what the hell I’m doing anymore. I can’t focus, I’m not sleeping, I’m constantly forgetting shit and I’m making strange and stupid mistakes all the time. I feel like a foreigner in a different country except I’m a stranger to even myself.

This all started back in May when someone I love very deeply betrayed me. Then to add insult to injury I was made to look like a fool by this same person and their cohort. This person shows absolutely no remorse for what they have done. Nor do they feel they have done anything wrong. The devastation that I have felt means nothing to them. Hurting me as they have seems to be perfectly acceptable. No attempt at making amends has ever been made. I’ve been told to forgive and forget and get over it. Wish it was that simple but it’s not. How can I trust this person again when they truly aren’t sorry for what they have done to me and aren’t even willing to attempt to make things right? They didn’t just break my heart but they broke my spirit and shattered my soul.

It has just continued to snowball from there. Each month that has followed has led to fighting between the two of us. It’s reached the point to where the fighting is constant. I’m constantly being attacked on a daily basis. I’m tired of having to defend myself from someone that I love. I’m tired of always being bashed, berated, put down and verbally beaten up everyday from the time I wake up till the time the other person goes to bed. I just can’t take it anymore. I just want it all to stop!

In the process I have been cut off from any showing of love or affection from this individual. That hurts me deeply and they know this hence why they’ve done it. I’m a very affectionate person with those that I love and when I’m not getting it returned to me it cuts me deeply. The only affection that has been given to me in the last month( if you want to call it that) has been sexual. Only for me to be treated like a dismissed whore the next morning.

I have tried to reach out to this person and work things out. I’ve tried to compromise only to get verbally beaten for my attempts. I wish this person would just punch me and be done with it because the emotional beatings are crippling me.

Also during this time other things have come to light that has made me very suspicious of this individual such as them locking their cell phone and changing their password on their laptop. It’s not that I go on their laptop because I have my own but because they were hiding their betrayal from me. I’ve come to learn that this persons has betrayed me in other ways as well. And when I request honesty from them I’m yelled at and called a bitch. Their defensive posturing against my search for honesty is just one more sign of them hiding something from me and frankly, it pisses me right the fuck off when people insult my intelligence.

My trust in this person has been completely annihilated to almost extinction levels. Yet, knowing this they refrain from any attempts to even try to make up for it’s loss or earn it back. Honesty seems to be a foreign concept for this person. I hate being lied to more than anything else and they know this. It’s been lies that have caused more damage to our relationship than anything else. Again it all comes back to trust.

There are several issues surrounding our relationship that needs to be rectified. Yet, they refuse to acknowledge or deal with any of them but the most trivial and solvable. So, even though I love this person with every ounce of my being I’m left facing the painful reality that the only future we have at this point is divorce. Unless they’re willing to go get marriage counseling and stick with it. But that’s no guarantee of not getting divorced either however it does show an attempt at making things right. I really don’t want a divorce but I can’t take any more verbal beatings or betrayals either.

We no longer share a bed at this point. He’s doing it to punish me and I’m doing it cause it hurts to much to lay beside him at night only to be treated like shit in the morning. This individual has came out and told me on 3 separate occasions that they want a divorce and I’m to the point that I quit and they can have one. I still love him with everything that I am and everything I have. I can’t just turn my feelings off like a light switch for I’m not a robot but a human being with thoughts and feelings of my own.

I guess I just always thought that if two people loved each other mentally, emotionally, physically and spiritually they would and could work through anything. I’m completely crushed to think that his love for me isn’t as mine is for him because if it was none of the betrayals I’ve been dealt would of happened. Not only that but this person would truly and honestly be sorry and make an effort to make things right again. Maybe I’m just a hopeless romantic thinking that love can overcome anything. Because I believe that when two people love each other they’re willing to fight for that love.

~ A Journal Prop ~

I've been thinking lately (take cover) about life. Thinking about the choices we make and why and also about where it ultimately leads us. The internconnection of all of life's experiences and how it forms the fabric of our lives. So I decided to put a little knitting twist on my question for you to think about if you wish too.

What type of life do you knit for yourself and why do you think that is?

Good luck!

~ Minnesapolis Bridge Falls Down ~

At 6:05pm a major bridge in Minneapolis collapsed into the Mississippi River. It happened by St. Anthony's Lock not far from the U of M campus. You can get the story here. This is very surreal. Just imagine driving along minding you own business and the ground disappears from underneath your car. I can't even wrap my head around it.

Through this tragedy there have been stories of heroism that were performed by survivors towards those in their same predicament. A school bus containing 60 children where rescued to safety by other survivors. In this crisis, surrounded by shock and fear, everyday people courageously stepped up and became heroes to those around them. This is awe inspiring to me. How many of us could honestly say that we would be able to do the same once we were in that situation? I think we all would like to say that we would step up but unfortunately, reality is fickle and often leads us to do the exact opposite. So, to the everyday heroes I say Thank you. Thank-you for showing all of us what the human spirit is capable of amid such chaos. Thank-you for stepping up in spite of your own fear, shock and confusion to illuminate the true meaning of courage.

I am sure that more fatalities will be found over time. To all the families that have lost a loved one, You have my deepest condolences. May you have the support you need to help you through your grieving process. I hope you know that today we all grieve with you.

In the days and weeks to come not only will more families grieve for the dead but also for the survivors. We can not forget that the Survivors have an immense psychological trauma to deal with and work through. Lets us all extend to them the same compassion and support that we extend to those who have lost someone.

Let us not jump to pointing fingers of blame at this time without all the facts being in. Let us refrain from turning this into an "Us" vs "Them" political agenda. For these victims and their families deserve to not have their trauma and pain trivialized. Lets allow them to morn their loss in peace and the survivors time to exhale. There will be plenty of time to point fingers once the investigation is over and for each political party to turn on each other in the months to come.

~ Hurts So Good ~

I guess you could say last night at work it got a little rough. Ok, maybe rougher than usual. Lets see.... I got my fingers smashed, My right forearm is scrapped, My right big toe got slammed into by a wooden pallet (damn things don't stop on a dime) and then the pallet ran it over. Oh and then I hurt my back and abs pulling out two pallets of liquid laundry detergent ( you guys have no clue how fucking heavy that shit is). At the end of the night all I wanted to do is come home because I had enough.

I leave work this morning at the crack of dawn (the moon was still up and she was breathtaking this morning) and drive home. Well, finally paradise is within my reach. Hubby opens the front door for me and I thought, " Oh how sweet."

The blimey turd wouldn't let me in though. He said, " No, uh uh, You aren't coming in here w/o Starbucks!"

Oh for christ sakes! Just shoot me now! So my tired, painful ass had to turn right around and go get Starbucks. I really should put him in a cage and only let him out once in a while when I have an itch to scratch! At least that way I'd get to come home and go to bed in peace.

So here I am drinking my Starbucks (I know I'm a traitor to myself, Okay I'm a blatant Starbucks whore what can I say?) and still awake. It's pay day but I'm not planning on staying up today to get my check. I need to sleep. Today is day 4 of a 5 day stretch and after last night I'm just whooped. I was so irritate and fatigued that a couple hours before my shift was done I got pissed off by stupid shit and thru some empty boxes and a stand for the rollers. They pissed me off and deserved it. LOL

Tonight Geo Metro and I get to work together which will be nice. I won't be all alone and bored out of my mind for a change. I just hope I'm feeling more up to the work tonight than I am right now otherwise Metro will be carrying my ass all night. And let me tell ya that it's a lot of ass to carry for one little man. LOL

We have a lot of fun though when we work together and we usually get a lot of frieght out together too. I'm just really getting to old for this shit. I know it's cliche but I'm tired so who cares.
I sure as hell hope that tonight isn't as rough. UGH!!!

~ 1,2,3,4,5, I Caught A Fish ALive! ~

Yesterday Since the men in my house woke me up after only 5 hours of sleep the Hubby decided that he wanted to take Bubba and me fishing before I had to go to work. So we went to a lake about 30 mins from us. It was Bubba's first time fishing. He's been wanting to Fish since he was 3. The boy did great! He caught over a dozen Bullheads! Unfortunatly, without a boat the only thing close to shore to catch is bullheads this time of year when it's so hot. He didn't care though and was tickled pink. We were so happy for him. He loved it so much. I even caught a couple fish before I had to cut my line cause I caught it in a tree. LOL Hubby caught a few too. I would say that between the 3 of us we caught 20 bullheads in an hour and a half of fishing. They were really hungry and we had some big, fat, juicy worms. Yes, I can put a worm on a hook and it don't gross me out but it does gross me out to have my hands dirty. It was driving me nuts. Hubby taught me how to tie a hook on my line though. So, I did learn something new. Next time though I'm bringing wipes for my hands and sanatizer. Bubba really needs to work on his casting. Hubby and I ended up casting his line most of the time which didn't bother me at all. It's a difficult thing for Bubba right now. Wish we would of got a pic of him with one of his catches but we forgot. We were pretty busy with all those hungry bullheads. LOL

Shaggy had to work so he wasn't able to go with us. He was pretty bummed cause he loves to fish. Hopefully before the fishing season is over we will be able to go fishing again but as a whole family. Maybe even get our hands on a boat so we can do some real fishing and NOT just catch some bullheads.

~ The Gift of Sisterhood ~

This is for my sister(s).


I once had a sister
By blood we were bound
In the mist of my grief there was a gift that I found.
It’s nothing you can touch
It’s nothing you can see.
But it’s worth much more than gold to me.

What I found was a New Sister.
Who would of thought it? Who knew?
That in the mist of my grief I would find YOU!
You have been a blessing to me.
You share my laughter, my tears, and my strife.
You even cheer me on thru life.

You’re my cheerleader, my sister, my friend.
Thank you for being there when I needed you most.
When I’m wheeling and dealing with my personal Ghost.
I may not always show it,
I may not always be there
But know that I will always love you and care.


~TopaazMoons~

~ If This Is A Dream ~

If this is a Dream
Allow me to linger here.
Where my heart dances
To a tune unknown to me.
Where my heart can waltz
Unbridled under the moonlight,
Where no one else can see.

For if this is a dream
It is the most precious to me.
For my heart spins and whirls
With every sweet memory.
For time is much to short,
Just a fleeting blink of an eye.
Yet, for this brief moment, you shall be...
Forever mine!

~ TopaazMoons~

~ Can You Smell My Brain A Cooking? ~

The other day I was doing my usual online news surfing and reading when I came upon a blog by Neale Donald Walsch via belief net. I admit that I have never heard of this man before but I figured what the heck and gave his blog a look and read. I was reading the posts in his blog when I cam upon his definition of Morality.

“Morality is the desire to force others to behave as we have not.”
~ Neale Donald Walsch ~

My first thought was WOW! The next thought I was in Awe at the insight. I wasn’t quite sure what I felt about it at first other that it spoke to me on a deep level. I sticky noted it on my Mac and read it again several times relishing each word as I read it, questioning its truthfulness. It was at this point that one of my favorite quotes of all time came rushing back to me.

“We have, in fact, two kinds of morality side by side: one which we preach but do not practice and another which we practice but seldom preach”
~ Bertrand Russell ~

It was at this very moment that I saw the TRUTH in Mr. Walsch’s statement. Bertrand had expressed it quite well years earlier but Walsch simplified the reality of Russell’s statement by addressing Morality itself. Sometimes simplicity can hold a golden acorn of truth that the soul instantly recognizes when it gazes upon it.

The thing about “Morality” is that it all comes down to making judgments. A friend of mine has recently made a post on her blog about the subject of making judgments, (you can see it here), although generally I agree with her notion to “Judge On” I’m not so sure it’s that simplistic in reality. I think there are possibly differing types of judgments some are beneficial for our very survival as individuals and a society as a whole while others are much more counterproductive and/or even destructive to society or an individual IMHO.

I agree with my friend when it comes to making Judgments based on survival. We make judgment calls everyday all day long. We start with what we are going to wear and eat, to ending a relationship because it’s not in our best interest to continue it any further. We also make many of our judgments based on our experience that we have so far gained on our journey thru this life. If someone betrays us we usually make the judgment call to remove that person from our lives for good reason, we happen to enjoy our sanity. Sometimes we come across individuals that behave in a manor similar to those who have wronged us in the past and thusly chose to leave them to their own demise and dismiss them, never to give them the time of day. These are all sound judgments that are beneficial to us as individuals and to not make these judgments calls is to be stagnated in infancy IMHO. So, to Survival judgments I cheer Babble and second the anthem of “Judge On”.

For me an example of a judgment that IMHO is destructive to society as a whole is when we judge groups of individuals based on shallow premises such as their religious beliefs (polygamy) or sexual preference (homosexuality). And as a society we then see fit to deem them unworthy of ALL their constitutional rights. We relinquish them to the status of separate but not equal which destroys the effort of society as a whole to embrace and respect diversity in all its aspects of humanity, IMHO. These judgments are more often than not made out of fear and ignorance and thusly are irrational at their very core. To make any judgment from this mire of muck serves no purpose than that of tyrannical leaders and those that would see fit to remove us from our own freedoms. This to me is the most destructive aspect of these judgments. After all, “Morality” is nothing more than our personal subjective ideals that change with time based upon judgments that we make on our journey thru life. To deem ones personal, “Morality” must be followed by all is to deem all others incompetent and in need of another individuals tyrannical parentage. Rather insulting if you ask me, just saying.

Maybe after a few years and hopefully more insight I’ll see things differently but for now I remain conflicted.

On a side note: I spent about an hour Sunday night in the ER again due to chest pain. It wasn't a heart attack and they still don't know what it was. Luckily it happened at home this time and Hubby rushed me to the ER. Then today one of the bulbs on our big TV blew so now hubby and me have no TV. When it rains it pours. I stongly suggest lynching " Murphey". LOL

~ Moving On Up! ~

We're moving on up the socio economic ladder, ok so we aren't the Jeffersons but we got a Pool! It's not huge or anything but it's better than nothing. We've worked hard and since we can't afford to go on the Doof Cleanus Colorado bike trip I felt that we should have a pool for all of us to enjoy at least. The boys love having a pool! They're part fish! They get it from their parents. Hubby and I were the same way when we were kids. Bubba wants to stay in it day and night.

Today it was cold outside but Hubby wanted to go into the pool and so did Bubba. So they took the floaties and had a good time.

As you can see they were having a noodle battle! They were chasing each other around the pool battling with thier noodle light sabers and then using them as water canons. They were so funny. Then Hubby taught Bubba how to float on his back in the pool. Bubba did really good! I'm so proud of him. He's so eager to learn to swim. Hubby was also helping him to learn to kick his legs and do the doggy paddle. I would say that all in all today Bubba made emense progress. It was so great to see Hubby and Bubba having fun together in the pool.

But the highlight for me was the moment that I've been waiting for. I've been waiting for almost 20 years For this..................my Hubby finally offered me the BIG ONE! LOL

Well after that offer how could I possibly resist getting in the pool with him. I'd have to be crazy not to. lol So, I went and put on my suit and then hopped on my green floaty. I was freezing to death. Then after I've been floating around for a few minutes my Loving Hubby who had just recently made me such a GENEROUS offer pulled me over to him. He kissed me and smiled at me while gazing into my eyes. That's when I saw it. This twinkling glimpse of pure evil. I told him not to do it. I begged him not to and I even said please! The next thing I know I'm under the water. We'll see if he gets any tonight even if he did offer me the BIG ONE! LOL

~ Engage Cloaking Device.... Now! ~

I don’t know why this bothers me so much but it does. I read this morning on yahoo news about how the President and Vice President of the United States has decided that all visitor logs to the Vice Presidential Office and private residence should not become public knowledge. Not only that but they want the original visitor logs from the Secret Service as well and the Secret Service isn’t to maintain any copies.

This truly troubles me because it raises red flags for me and makes me wonder why this is. What don’t they want us to see? What are they trying to hide? Would an honest public servant act in such a suspicious manor? Will the names on the visitors log show that Halliburton and the White House, especially the Oval of the Vice Presidency are so deeply in bed together that a scandal and later possible charges could be brought forth? Would those names on the log show that the Abramoff scandal goes higher up the food chain then previously thought? Why all the secrecy about something so trivial and petty? Why fight the release of this information in the court system when the log has no dire or direct effect on Nation Security? And who the hell is paying the court cost for this battle over these trivial logs anyway? I’m sure that it is us, the American Tax Payer! Just another waste of OUR hard earned dollars IMHO.

This White House Administration has placed around its self a faulty Klingon cloaking device from the very beginning. I truly don’t know which is worse; the fact that they are constantly trying to hide from the American public at large or if they are just to damn stupid to realize that the American people can still see them. They’re adults now and standing in the middle of the room with their hands over there eyes while decreeing that we can’t see them, is no longer cute nor does it work to their advantage like it does for a 2 year old. I’m truly frustrated with this Administration.

Bush promised honesty and integrity in the White House and I have yet to see any of that. What is honest about invading another country without probable cause? Hell at least the cops have to have that! What is honest about LYING about the reason for us to enter into this war? What is honest about changing the reasons for a war mid stream? And what is so honest about wasting the American Tax Payers money to fight to protect visitor logs that are not a threat in anyway to National Security? Where is the integrity in this behavior? I just don’t see it at all.

Granted I don’t like Bush as a President and I didn’t vote his retarded ass into office either. Hell I didn’t even want to vote for Kerry because he was a drooling depends wearing bore but Spuds McKenzie wasn’t on the ballot. LOL Seriously there really hasn’t been any good candidates to choose from for the last 8 years. It’s rather been disheartening to me as an American. So during the last election I had to pick the lesser of two evils like most of America. I chose Kerry because he at least had a couple of brain cells to rub together where as with Bush I kept hearing, “Party on Dude!” In my head every time I saw him and still do.

I think in the following years many things will come out about this current administration. I would hope that if wrong doing was done that the head honchos of this racketeering bunch will be held accountable. And not just the usual token sheep that is sent to be sacrificed at the public alter in order to pacify the masses. If anything this Administration should teach us Americans that we need to hold our Government up to higher standards and most importantly…. DEMAND those standards. I would hope as well that we as a country have learned that having litmus tests about Candidates Faith and their stance on ONE issue before we will vote for them does not a good President make.

~ Rut Roh Raggy! ~

Today I faced the one thing every mother of a son dread’s to hear. You see Shaggy the man-child is 17 ½ now and he’s not the girl crazy type even though he’s interested in girls he knows that he’s not ready for a “Serious Relationship” so he leaves them be. I can respect that. Actually, sometimes I wish I could have been that smart.

Well, this afternoon I receive a phone call from Shaggy and it went something like this.


- “Hey mom?”
- “ Hi Honey! What ya need?”
- “ I was wondering if it would be alright to go over to…. (Insert girl’s name here) house?”

Instantly a concerto of chirping crickets begins to play!
I’m totally dumb founded at this point. I’m sitting there unable to think of anything to say. Anyone that knows me can testify what a miracle this moment was cause my blowhole was shut. LOL

Finally, I gained some use of my vocal chords and was able to ask, “ What?” Yeah that was all I could muster. Pathetic really. I’ve been reduced to a mediocre single word response and at that point my 1 yr old niece could out talk me even if it is in G.I. grunts and chipmunk. LOL

Shaggy repeated his question and I regained some composure and slowly the word “OK” left my lips.
The conversation continued at this point and for some unknown reason I began channeling Billy Murray from Caddy Shack!

- “ Where does she live?”

- “ She lives at *Bleep, Bleep* Street. It’s only a few blocks from our house.”

- “ Whatcha gonna be doin’?” Stretching out each word as it releases from my vocal chords.

- “ Oh we’re going to play some games and stuff.”

Ok at this point I’m totally flipping out inside. My heart starts racing and I keep forgetting to breathe! OK, Breathe! I just got to Breathe! What the hell does he mean by STUFF? It better not be the stuff he shouldn’t be doing! What if this girl is fast and tries to Kiss my baby!!!!
OMGS! He is his father’s son maybe STUFF means the same thing as his father’s, “ we were just watching TV.”
Oh Sweet Jesus that’s how I ended up with Shaggy in the first place! Make mental note to remove all the evil TV’s from the house ASAP!

All of a sudden a voice rips through my total internal meltdown.

- “What time should I come home mom?

Think fast! Come on think fast! You want him to think you’re cool with it but you don’t want to give them to much time cause they are teens and they sometimes do STUFF! OMGS! What do I say? What time? OH geez, oh geez!

- “ How about 5 o’clock? This way you can get the dishes done while I’m starting supper.” Faking my way through it so I seem calm.

- “ Ok mom. Bye!” and CLICK went the receiver.

I’m on the verge of hysterics at this point. I call my Darling Hubby right away at work. I’m so shocked I just can’t absorb it! This was right out of left field. I was completely caught off guard.

I can tell from the get go my Hubby don’t share my mommy sentiments as I can hear him trying not to laugh at me. He’s happy, excited and relieved that his son is FINALLY at a girl’s house. Needless to say that didn’t help much. I get off the phone and I turn into a big puddle of Mama mud. MY Baby! He’s my baby! I’m not ready for this! OMGS! What if she starts calling the house? Then what am I going to do? With each thought another tear would trail down my cheek.

This has totally messed me up and they’re just friends at this point. Heaven help me when he starts to actually “DATE”! Heaven help my Husband when my first baby bird finally leaves the nest. He’ll be calling Shaggy to move in with him. LOL

I know that this is normal and a healthy part of growing up but DAMNIT! Why can’t kids at least come with warning lights so you know when these things are coming? This way you can at least brace your self so you are better able to deal with it. And why can’t they stay little till their Carter’s wear out?

Being a Parent is a bittersweet journey and as Mother’s I think it is even more so. These are our BABIES! Only Mom’s can understand this cause it’s different for Fathers. Not that it doesn’t hurt any less for Dads it just isn’t the same. We spend our lives from the moment of conception nurturing, caring for and loving them. Even though intellectually I know that this job never stops it still is hard to watch them grow up and not need me so much anymore.

It’s amazing watching your children grow and blossom into the people they will be but as they get older you can’t help but to still want to scoop them up in your arms and protect them like when they were wee ones. The problem is you can’t and at some point you have to let them spread their glorious butterfly wings. This is truly the bitter sweetness of parenthood cause this is when the relationship between the child and parent changes into a new and wonderful stage. It requires us as parents to resist the urge to step in and carry them, to not scoop them up and hold them in our laps and to realize that we will no longer be able to protect them like we used to.

Please pass the tissues!

~ Kids Say The Darnedest Things! ~

I got a good laugh this afternoon. You see, Bubba and I had to go pick up Shaggy after school today cause he had computer club. I figured since I had to be out in the world for that we might as well try to grocery shop on our way home. Well, when I picked up Shaggy I informed him and Bubba of my bright idea and they weren’t happy to say the least.

I said to Shaggy, “ Oh stop your complaining. The last time we went shopping we never got it finished. So you got off easy that time.”

Shaggy says, “ So what! I hate shopping.”

- “ Well if that’s the case then whose going to do the shopping for you once you move out?”

-“ I will!” He says

- “Yea right! You’ll come over to my house and shop in my freezer and pantry. I know you!” I said laughing

I proceed to tell him that it won’t take long besides it’s better they come with to keep an eye on me. Then Bubba chimes up from the back seat and says, “ Well if you go down this time Shaggy and I can put you in the cart!”

Shaggy and I started laughing hard. I told Bubba, “ I don’t think so buddy.”

- “ I can’t lift mom so there is no way you can Bubba.”, said Shaggy while trying to not bust a gut.

- “ Then we got to go home and get Dad so he can put her in the cart then!” says Bubba as he giggles away.

Can’t blame the boy for trying. However, Little does he know that there is no way I’m riding in the cart. LOL

~ Let Me off! ~

Ok, the world can stop and let me off now! It’s either that or the universe needs to find someone else to pick on because I need a break. Unfortunately for me I think it has one more evil joke to play on me.

All right I’m a bad blogger and have been slacking off a lot. I’ve had my reasons number Uno being sheer lack of motivation. I think you all can understand once I explain.

Lets see, where should I start? Oh I know! About a week after my last post I was doing laundry when I noticed that water was sitting in the floor drain in my basement. It was slowly going down. Now, we had this problem a week after we moved in and Lye took care of it so I wasn’t too concerned. I told my dear hubby and he informed me that he would pick up some Lye on his way home to hit the floor drain with. Sounded fair enough to me and I thought no more of it.

The next afternoon I hear Shaggy the man child scream that he can’t get the clothes that I asked him to retrieve out of the dryer cause there is water all over the floor. So, I go running down there and low and behold it’s not just water but I literally have shit all over the floor in the laundry room and bathroom down there! As if that wasn’t digusting enough the toilet was backed up and so was the drain in the shower stall in the bath. Ok, at this point I’m totally gagging! This is so my girly yucky factor. I don’t deal well with raw sewage at all. * shudders * Of course I’m the one that has to get all this off the floor. The smell was awful and the rest was just down right nasty. Eewwww!

I call up my hubby at his work to apprise him of the current change in events that had occurred between that night and the next day. It was as if he couldn’t grasp the concept. Well, He comes home after work with a bottle of Lye in hand and I tell him that the Lye isn’t going to work we need a plumber. He wants to do it his way first. He poured the Lye in the drain and it just sits there. Finally around 6 at night he says we need a plumber. I got stuck calling around to every number I could find till I found one that still snakes out pipes. One would think that would be mandatory plumbing practice but evidentially not. UGH! Finally I found one and he came out to our house around 8pm and snaked out all our pipes in the basement. It worked like a charm while managing to separate us from $150.00.

It turns out that since this lovely ass backwards town that I live in didn’t have housing inspectors till 2001 that the plumbing in the basement bathroom isn’t up to code. Turns out they ran a 2” pipe from the basement toilet to the main line! Who the hell in their right mind would do that? Not to mention the fact that we are a little bit tweaked about being lied too about this issue cause the previous homeowners hid it from the realtor and us. I know they had to have known this cause they lived here for 2 years and had a family of 4 just like us. So, I know they took craps in the basement toilet, which would have the same result. Now the bathroom downstairs is a turd free zone. Because, I’m not cleaning up shit again! Needless to say it took 3 days and a bottle of bleach to clean the laundry room and bath. I’m glad that’s over with.

Then it was a rash of illness. Shaggy the man-child was sick at home already when the basement thing happened. He brought home some type of Ebola. The child is lethal! LOL Then about a week later Bubba comes down with it. He’s out of school for a whole week! Poor baby was sicker than a dog. Once both of them were feeling well and back in school on a regular bases it was time for me to start the job hunt.

The job hunt has taken a few weeks but it’s paid off 4 fold. I ended up with 4 job offers all together. KFC and Culvers (both restaurants) hired me first. My start date was for after Easter. Then Wal-Mart called me and wanted to interview me on the 2nd of this month. I get all dressed up and head up there and I ended up getting a double interview. They asked me to come back on the 3rd, which I said I could do. I had two other interviews on the 3rd so it would be tight time wise but do able. I head home after the interviews and then a couple hours later Shaggy and I head up to Wal-Mart to do the grocery shopping.

Shaggy and I are shopping along and we get towards the end of the ordeal and only have 3 aisles left to go. Well, we turn up the cereal aisle and I start getting chest pains. At first I thought maybe it was from my bra being a bit tight. I couldn’t handle the pain so I thought I’d unhook my bra. That didn’t’ help at all though. The pain continued to get worse as we went up the cereal aisle. Then I started getting hot and began having a hard time breathing. I told Shaggy to hurry up and pick a box of cereal cause I wanted to get this over with. Shaggy grabs a box and we head over to the Toilet paper aisle. We turn up that aisle and now the pain is excruciating and unbearable. I now have sweat pouring off me and I can’t breathe. I lean up against the shelves cause I can’t go any farther. My left arm is feeling funky and my legs feel like lead weights. I tell Shaggy to call home and tell hubby he needs to come get me. At this point I felt like I was going to collapse so I slide down the shelves to the floor. Next thing I know I’ve got several Wal-Mart employees around me. They called for an ambulance while they laid me down and propped my legs up. Shaggy was scared telling one of the employees that he’s called home 3 times and no one answered so he left a message. I told Shaggy that it was because his father was in the bathroom. I was right. LoL

I ended up spending the night in the hospital for observation. Didn’t do any good. They don’t know what caused the situation. All they do know is that it wasn’t a heart attack. The doc on call the night I went to the ER said it could have been an angina attack and then my family doc when he came to see me to let me out of prison told me it was probably just a muscle spasms. Yeah right and I’m the pope! That was no spasm and he’s stoned! Spasms don’t feel like someone is pushing a 2x4 into your chest nor is a spasm constant. Spasm is rapid contractions and releasing of a muscle and that’s not what happened to me.

In the end I scared the hell out of everyone including myself! I don’t want to experience anything like that again for the rest of my life. The good news is that they did discover that I have a premature heartbeat (aka PVC or heart arithemia). I’ll live with this condition to a ripe old age no problem. It’s not life threatening but it’s nice to know about it.

So, on Wednesday the 3rd, at about 9am I told my nurse they needed to let me out cause I had 3 job interviews. I ended up canceling one of them cause I wasn’t able to get out till 11am. The next interview was my call back to Wal-Mart. I have some wonderful luck I tell you. I get to Wal-Mart and head into the interview room where I’m going to be offered a job and the lady that had propped my feet up the day before is there. She walks up to me and says, “ Aren’t you the gal that I helped on the toilet paper aisle yesterday?”

I knew I was busted so I owned up to it. I still got the job offer but I heard them talking about me in the little office before I left. I don’t think they’ll give me much time at work there now. Can’t really blame them.

The next interview was for KMART and it went really well. They offered me a job Stocking at night and I took it. This is the one I have decided to keep. I can’t wait to start. There were vast differences between the Wal-Mart and KMART interviews. Wal-Mart was very cold and unfriendly where as Kmart was very kind and friendly. I really enjoyed that interviewing process at KMART. I rather work for a company whose employees show warmth and friendliness from the very start than one that is cold and unfriendly. Not to mention the cold one gossips about you behind your back while your still there.

Then there was Easter weekend were we went up to see my folks and spend Saturday with them. Then we went back to Hubby’s parents house so the boys and I could go to the Easter Vigil with his mom at her catholic church. It was nice but was 2 ½ hours long. The boys did really well considering it was a long service and it was their first time going to church with their grandmother. It made her happy though and that is what matters. Then we spent Easter Sunday with hubby’s family and then came home in time to watch the season premiere of the Sopranos. LOL

So, I’ve been pretty stressed out lately hence no blogging. Now if spring would come already instead of this crappy snow I’ll be all set. LOL

And for your entertainment I present the following.

What weather are you?

You Are Wind

Strong and overpowering A force to be reckoned with, no one dares cross you You have the power to change everything around you You are best known for: your wrath Your dominant state: commanding

What Type of Weather Are You?

~ Happy St. Paddy's Day! ~

Hope everyone is getting their fill of cornbeef and cabbage along with their green beer chasers. Nothin much has been going on around here other than working on my top secret projects. Bubba has been sick. He no sooner got over strep throat and now he's on antibiotics again for a sinus deal. Seems like a more mild form of Ebola that I had back in December. Now Shaggy has been complaining of a sore throat. Oh lucky me! LOL

At least things have been quiet around here. I got all the clothes folded and put away finally. I hate folding clothes it's tedious. Unfortunately if I don't do it then it won't ever get done in this household. Like so many other things. I have a ton of laundry to wash this weekend along with grocery shopping. So, it looks like I'll be folding and doing laundry for the next week. LOL

I hope to finish up one of my top secret projects this week that I have casted on and started. I'm doing it in Light blue cotton so I'm anxious to see it completed. Then I have more to knit and more projects to plan. LOL

Just for fun: They actually got it right I'm surprised! LOL

You Belong in Fall

Intelligent, introspective, and quite expressive at times... You appreciate the changes in color, climate, and mood that fall brings Whether you're carving wacky pumpkins or taking long drives, autumn is a favorite time of year for you

What Season Are You?

~ Zee Curtains Boss, Zee Curtains! ~

They are finally here and up. YEAH! I’m so excited. I lucked out while rummaging around Wal-Mart and found the perfect curtains for the LR. I've been waiting a few weeks to buy them. They’re lined Damask curtains in the color Belvedere blue. I couldn’t believe my luck when I saw them. I didn’t think I’d ever find the right curtains for the LR. Shaggy the man child help me put them up. He's such a good boy to his mama. Bubba and Hubby like them too. Bubba loves the way they feel. Hope I can keep him off of them. LOL



They have the same light grey blue on them as the walls just with more shine. See! Now all we need is the new sheers and my Picture window is good to go.

~ A Boy and His Sticks! ~

Bubba decided he wanted to try knitting again. So I gave him his size 15 kids needles with yarn on it from last summer and away he went. Here's the proof! He's doing good. He's added stitches and made holes but it's all good. I'm just glad to see him enjoying himself. The only down side is he's turned into jabberjaws! If his diarreah of the mouth continues I may need to seek medical expertise to rememdy the situtation. LMAO!

He's been busy creating his own stitches already. LOL
His latest he calls the spiderman stitch. LOL
Now he's making me want to knit something with my new bounty. Sneaky kids! lol

~ I'm Your Private Stash Flasher ~

Well today I went on a trip to Pamida, which is about an hour away from me. They had Sugar N Cream cotton yarn on sale for 99 cents. As you can see I made sure I got my fair share. LoL
Had more solids than I expected so I grabbed some of all the solids they had except for black, white, ecru and dark pine. Yes, I have something against those colors. LoL
Then I couldn’t resist the variegated yarns. The colors are so pretty they just suck me in like a moth to a flame, which usually has the same end result. LOL

Pamida didn’t have any size 7 straight needles so on the way home I stopped at Wally world (AKA Walmart). That was a mistake. I found the needles and bought 2 skeins of Peaches & Crème Gum Drop and 2 skeins of Peaches & Crème Sea Mist.



Here is a picture of all my cotton yarn stash! It turned out that when I tried to stack another row on the top row they all came toppling down. Well, I stacked them back up then decided to use the piano bench for the extra. But I forgot 3 skeins that I had hid behind myself. UGH! So, that’s my stash minus 3 skeins. I have about 77 skeins now. I need more!!! I don’t have all the colors yet! LOL

Here’s a funny story for your amusement.

Yesterday while I was making chili for supper I was talking on the phone to me Mumzie, I decided I’d spray my muffin pan with non-stick cooking spray for my cornbread muffins. Can’t have chili without cornbread! It’s a sacrilege! LOL
The spray nossel on the can wasn’t straight (i.e. lined up to the center of the front of the can), so I thought I’d straighten it out. Yes, I’m anal about it! The next thing I know I’ve got non-stick cooking spray in my right eye and all over my forehead! Now this really doesn’t surprise me much considering I’m the same person who maced themselves by accident! If I didn’t have this anal kick about things facing the right direction on certain items I could of spared myself the grease bath. LOL

On a side note: I did not finish the baby sweater. I realized that I was not into it at all and ripped it out so there will be no future picture of a finished baby sweater. Sorry!

~ It's a Baby Sweater! ~

Yesterday I started on a baby sweater for my new niece. It's in the Precious layettes to knit booklet from leisure arts. I'm almost done with the left sleeve already. Just have 8 more rows to go.
Will post another pic when it's finished. Now back to knitting! LOL

~ The Wonderful Blizzard of Oz! ~

Welcome to a winter wonderland. They are talking 8-12 inches with 18 inches being a possibility. It’s really coming down right now. The wind is supposed to pick up later today so were talking blizzard and ground blizzard conditions when the snow finally stops blowing. Zero visibility will be the norm. I’ll be lucky if I can see the house four houses down the street. Shaggy the man-child and darling Hubby are out shoveling what’s fallen since this morning. Hubby says it’s about 4 inches.



The back yard looks beautiful. I only opened up my sliding door too take the picture cause I didn’t want to put footprints in the pristine undisturbed snow. It’s a hang up of mine since child hood. It’s one of those things of leaving beauty alone for the sheer purity of it. Bubba however can’t wait to get out there and ruin it. LoL

~ Ooops I'm Knitting Again! ~

I know I haven’t blogged in awhile but I’ve been a very busy girl. I’ve been knitting little projects like a fiend. I can’t show you them cause they’re top secret and I’d have to torture you by beating you with a wet noodle. LoL
However, I can show you my latest FO. It’s the Lacey round dishcloth by Rhonda White. I did it in the color " Playtime" by Sugar N Cream. It's bright ,fun and bit funky. Shaggy the Man child thought he'd wear it this morning around the house as a Jewish cap. I think he was switched at birth! LOL
If you would like to make this dishcloth you can find the pattern Here . It’s an easy pattern and it's fun to watch it come into shape. Give it a try and you’ll be pleasantly surprised I think.

Now, I have to stop playing and get serious with my knitting for a little while anyway. I have a baby sweater that I need to knit up for my new niece. I'll have to remember to take a picture of it when it's done so I can share it with you. I'm using the Little Lamb pattern from the Precious Layettes pattern book. I've knitted up a swatch and will be starting it here sometime in the next few days.



One more picture for your personal enjoyment. The Primadonna of the house. LOL Cheekie Kitty my furry baby girl.

~ It's finally Done! ~

I know it’s been awhile since I posted a blog entry (so, shoot me) I’ve been busy.
I’ve been working on finishing up this afghan of many colors for one of my nieces. The photo doesn’t do it justice but really how often do they? She saw this yarn by Red heart called “Embroidery print” when I purchased it and ohhed and commented on how much she liked it so she got it in a blanket (I’m such a push over). I still have to weave the ends in and wash it but it’s done being knitted finally (only took 10 months off and on). I let the yarn do the talking with this one. Here’s a better picture of the colors. I had to get up close and personal with the camera to get them to show up as they did.

Also, along the border I did a little something different. Instead of making the Garter stitched border even all the way around I varied it’s length up the left and right sides. So the ST. stitches plunged in and out of the border a bit. Here’s a picture of what I mean. It’s not the best but it’s as good as I could get.


The pattern is real simple and anyone can do it. You can make it with any type of yarn with any sized needles. My kind of pattern because I like to just wing it because that’s the kind of knitter I am. LoL

Sissy’s Blanket

With the long tail method Cast on as many stitches as you want the width of the blanket to be. I think I casted on 180 or 200 stitches (can't find the paper I wrote it down on) and used a size 7 US 29” circular needles for mine.

Then you knit for 12 rows (that will give you 6 ridges in garter stitch).

Section 1: row 1- Knit first 12 stitches and purl across row till you get to last 12 stitches and then knit those last 12 stitches.

Row 2- knit across entire row

Repeat these two rows in order 4 more times

When you finish section 1 you then do the next section.

Section 2: Row 1 – Knit first 8 stitches and purl across row till you reach the last 8 stitches and then knit those last 8 stitches.

Row 2 - Knit across the entire row.

Repeat these two rows in order 2 more times.

Once you finish this section you go back and repeat section 1 and you then move on to section 2 again.

So, Keep alternating between section 1 and 2 until the afghan has reached the length that you desire. Once it is as long as you want it then you will knit 12 more rows of Garter stitch (that’ll give you 6 ridges in Garter stitch) and then you will bind off using the two-needle method.

See I told you it was easy peasy lemon squeezy.

The reason I kept this blanket so simple is strictly because of the yarn I used. It is a variegated yarn and because of this more complicated stitch work was completely out of the question. The reason being that to use more complicated stitch work would be a waste of my time because it would of got lost in the yarns multitude of color. I’ve seen way to many pictures on and off line of objects with intricate lace and cable stitches done in variegated yarn and you can’t see the pain staking work that people put into them due to the yarn. Variegated yarns just don’t show those beautiful stitched works off to their full potential. Variegated yarn has its place and it is being the main focus of the project! If you want to do intricate stitch work stick with the solid colors cause only they can truly show off the beauty of your work in my opinion.

~ To Wax Poetic~

I would like to share with you one of my favorite poems and I hope you enjoy it.


~Stopping By Woods On A Snowy Evening~

by: Robert Frost

Whose woods these are I think I know.
His house is in the village though;
He will not see me stopping here
To watch his woods fill up with snow.
My little horse must think it queer
To stop without a farmhouse near
Between the woods and frozen lake
The darkest evening of the year.
He gives his harness bells a shake
To ask if there is some mistake.
The only other sound's the sweep
Of easy wind and downy flake.
The woods are lovely, dark and deep.
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.

~ The Never Ending Skein ~

~ Written by: TopaazMoons ~



Grey clouds splashed across the cold January sky obscuring any chance of warmth the ground may seek to find. It was as if all hope had been sucked out of Anna as she looked drearily out her living room window at the snow. It was at times like this that she missed her Baba’ the most. As a little girl Anna would sit next to her grandmother watching her knit on long, dreary winter days. She remembered how hypnotic it was to listen to the magical clicking sound of the needles. Anna was always amazed at the fact that something as simple as two needles and a skein of yarn would eventually produce something warm and wonderful for the lucky recipient.

Her mother, Julia knew how to knit too but hadn’t picked up her sticks and a ball of yarn since Anna was a little girl. She can still remember her warm hand knit mittens that her mother had so lovingly knit for her. She can still smell the musky scent of the wool and see the colorful Fair Isle patterns as if it was just yesterday. No one else ever had a pair of mittens like Anna at school so it was always easy for her to tell which ones belonged to her. She was so proud of those mittens that were so magically knitted for her. Anna smiled as she reminisced about the mittens of her childhood.

When Anna’s mother was a child she had no interest to share in her mothers love of knitting. It wasn’t until Julia became pregnant with her first child, Anna that she asked Baba’ to teach her. The very first thing she knitted for the unborn child she so eagerly awaited to meet was a simple garter stitched blanket. She had to frog it a few times due to the magically appearing wholes from stitches she had dropped or she would come to find that an extra stitch had joined the group on it’s travels back and forth across the needles. Granted, it wasn’t anything fancy or awe inspiring but it was still beautiful and well loved. Unknown to Anna, her mother still has this first precious knitted item tucked away along side the baby sweater Baba’ had knitted for Anna, all for safekeeping.

It wasn’t till Anna turned 35 that she had decided that she wanted to learn to hand knit but Baba’ wasn’t there to teach her and Anna’s mother lived to far away to teach her at the time. So, Anna bought some needles, a skein of yarn and a beginning knitters book and began teaching herself. She started off easy with a man’s simple scarf and then moved on to an easy pair of mittens done on two needles and then to a simple poncho that she knitted in the round on circular needles.

That was two years ago when her first skein of yarn took shape. Now as she works on a blanket for her niece she thinks about how it all started with her grandmother’s first skein of yarn that simply morphed into new colors and textures over the years. Then like tying on a new skein Julia shared in the joy of knitting along side her mother. Which eventually lead to Anna tying on to the skein that came to join all three women together. So you see, the skein never ends it just simply transforms with each creative stitch into new colors and textures. And if you are lucky someone you love will tie onto that skein forever expanding its possibilities.

~ Riders of the Storm ~

This week has been very stormy non-weather wise and dark clouds have engulfed us it would seem. It has been rather depressing with all we’ve had to deal with lately. I just want to stay in bed and sleep but that’s not an option.

Today was the first decent day this week. It was quite a relief to have both boys safe and sound at school today. Especially when you consider the problem they have had being able to stay safe and sound at school this week. I’m so glad the weekend is here. We really can all use the break!

I’m hoping to get some more knitting done on the blanket I started back in April of this year. I know it’s taking me a long time to get it finished. I’m aiming for the end of February to finish it if not before then. Then I plan on froging my other two projects and starting something else to make.

Then I need to figure out what to make my sweet little kitten and pudgy monkey. I’m thinking crocheted blankets but I’m not sure. I’ll keep looking around till I find something that tickles my fancy. It’s not like I haven’t got any magazines to look to for inspiration.

Of course I also have to gather together some more fabric so I can make Bubba his I Spy quilt. I really would like to get it done by either his birthday or Christmas this year. I also need to get fabric so I can make Shaggy and hubby a quilt too. Hubby has loved the quilt I made him 11 years ago to death! I would like to make him a scrappy bowtie quilt with smaller blocks. I’m still trying to figure out what type of quilt to make Shaggy though. Any ideas?

~ Cat Scratch Fever ~

Yesterday afternoon the whole family went on a jaunt to South Dakota to visit the younger sister of one of my hubby’s oldest friends. She’s a nice gal and real funny. We get along well even though I haven’t seen her since she was a teenager still in high school. She’s all grown up now with 2 sons and a hubby of her own (man do I feel old). They also have 7 children of the feline persuasion and 3 of the canine persuasion with a few more joining any day now. Angel the female Husky is expecting and Demon the boy is staying by her side through it all. They’re so committed to one another that it makes me think of confining my hubby to a kennel for safekeeping. Oh the joys of marriage!

My hubby, her and I sat around the kitchen table and chatted. Her husband wasn’t feeling well so he didn’t join us till much later. Now, at first I sat next to my beloved husband for it is by his side where I belong. *Gags* Reality check: I just chose to sit next to him so I could sit across from our friend. I got the best seat in the house of course! They were all those nice upholstered chairs on wheels but mine, oh yes; mine had a little something extra that the others just did not have. It came with it’s own carnival ride! It wobbled, it dropped it tilted it drooped all purely for my enjoyment (no it didn’t vibrate).

The pleasure from that chair was not only for me apparently but obvious others in the household purposely sought out this chair for pleasurable reasons of their own. You see, one of her young felines was shall we say, “In Season”. She was cooing and whoring it for all it was worth. Out of sheer horniness this small feline backed her ass right up to one of the rounded chrome legs on this chair! She was really enjoying rubbing up on my chair support! I told our friend that her young kitty had found herself a dildo! After a few minutes of playing balance the fat lady and witnessing the kitty porn exhibition I switched to a wooden chair that was at the head of the table (where I belong).

Now this poor slut of a cat just would not leave my husband alone. We tried explaining to her that he was too big for her and we’d have to duct tape her together. We even told her he was hung like a hamster but it made no difference to this desperate wench. She had her own ideas. She decided she liked his feet better! My poor Husband! This was to be the only pussy he got last night and he couldn’t do a thing with it.

Overall the visit went quite well. We laughed and joked around (mainly at my hubby’s expense) but it was all, good.
Her 2 boys and my youngest were happy to see each other again. They had fun playing video games. Sometime we’ll have to visit them again. Just hope this time none of her cats are in heat. LoL

~ 5, 6 Pick - Up Sticks ~

Here’s a picture finally of all the slippers I cranked out for everyone here for Christmas. The ones to the upper left are Stinky’s slippers made from Encore Colorspun. This yarn is wonderfully soft and very nice to work with. The pair to the upper right is Shaggy the man-child’s tri-colored slippers. They’re made out of the leftovers from his afghan I made him last year for his birthday. The small blue pair to the lower left is Bubba’s and the pair on the lower right is mine. Both of the boys’ slippers and mine were made out of cheap Red Heart Super Saver. The color of mine is called Berries.
The pattern is called “Aunt Alma’s Dorm Boots” and it can be found here: http://www.needlebeetle.com/free/boots.htm



For your enjoyment: A brief candid moment of brotherly love and closeness between Shaggy and Bubba while reading a comic book. Peace on earth at least for 5 minutes. LOL

~ Danger! Danger Will Robinson! ~

Warning: Long rant ahead!

Last night on the channel 5 news here in MN (where Hell does freeze over) they had a story about a Teacher who was arrested in Glenwood City, Wisconsin. Two of my nieces and a nephew of mine go to the school there just like their parents before them. So, I watched the story with great interest.

As the story goes this young woman while a freshman at this school had joined the girl’s basketball team where she met this Teacher/Coach. This Teacher then began stalking this student. Now, if this isn’t bad enough it gets even worse. This Teacher continued to stalk her for the next 3 years that she was at that school. Here’s the kicker, the school KNEW about this (the young lady had obtained a restraining order against the Teacher and the parents had talked to school officials) and the powers that be, kept this Teacher on the pay roll and teaching at this school the whole time! This Teacher was still teaching when he was arrested Sunday!

Now, this Teacher has stalked this poor young woman for the last 7 years! What finally led to his arrest was he walked into her house and went around looking for her. Lucky for her she wasn’t alone and has a big boyfriend that protected her. I’m just glad that the young woman wasn’t harmed in anyway physically by this nut job! Unfortunately, this isn’t an isolated incident because it’s happened before in other parts of the USA.

You’re probably wondering (just as I did when I heard the Story), how could the school sit back and take no action against this Teacher? Well, personally I think it’s a combination of reasons for why this menace was allowed to continue Teaching in spite of his obvious threat to the female population at that school.

The reasons are as follows:

1.) The school district wanted to keep it hushed up to protect their image. (Their image looks really good now, let me tell you!)

2.) They’re desperate for teachers cause they are a rural community. (Many rural communities are in the same sad situation)

3.) The Teachers Union wields so much power that they make it virtually impossible to fire bad teachers for any reason. There are at least 20 hoops (more or less) that the school district must jump through in order to get rid of ONE teacher. (In NYC the school districts must rent space in other buildings for bad teachers (so they are no longer around students) to spend 6 hours a day sitting around doing nothing while collecting their pay cause the district can’t get rid of them due to the Teachers Union)

Here’s what I propose:

1.) The Teachers Union needs to be busted in all 50 states! (This way they won’t have so much control over the wellbeing and education of our children nor be able to place or keep them in danger!)

2.) Once the Teachers Union is busted Legislation should be passed immediately preventing the Teachers Union from re-entering any school district in the USA for a period of 20-25 years. (This allows the schools time to weed out bad teachers, compensate good teachers and lure in more good teachers for the sake of our children. It also allows for reforms to our current school systems in order to educate our children better. )

3.) Legislation should also be past that will limit the wielding power of the Teachers Union so it never is able to reach the level of power that it currently enjoys!

4.) Legislation should be passed making any school official an accomplish to stalking, physical abuse or what not if they are fully aware of this behavior going on and sit back and do nothing to protect the child/children in that school. (In other words, if the Teacher mentioned earlier would have been fired and prohibited from stepping on school property or from attending school functions (of any sort), then that young woman would not of had to live in fear everyday while attending school for her education. Schools are to provide a safe learning environment for our children and they can’t do that when they protect bad teachers of any kind)

5.) Passing legislation that makes school districts and district employees liable in a court of law. No more anonymity!

Now, don’t get me wrong here. I was raised by Union members and was raised pro-union. For the most part I still am very much pro-union. However, I am very Anti-Teachers Union because of all the power they currently have. Due to all this power they have ceased to be an asset and have in turn become detrimental to our education system, to our children, to our government and to us the tax payer. When something ceases to be a benefit then it must be done away with and the Teachers Union needs to go. Even good Teachers pay the price of maintaining the current Teachers Union because they KNOW who the bad teachers are and get brushed with the same stroke the bad teachers get brushed with.

~ If I Only Had A Brain ~

This is my brain not on drugs:

After the boys got home from school I needed to run up to the store for Coffin nails and a bag of chips (I’m craving salt and there’s no salt licks close by). My Hubby had come home before I left and we both wanted Chicken Connection (If you’ve never had it I pity you! Yummy!), for supper tonight. So, I have “Shaggy the man child” get ready to come with me. Well, I head to store at the gas station for cancer sticks and I go into the store and decide to be a nice wife and grab my Hubby a Dt. Dew. Then of course the salt lick is calling my name so, I’m looking at the chips when what do I see but Taco flavored Doritos. They were begging to come home with me (How could I resist? it was a stray!). I go up to the counter and tell the clerk that I also needed two packs of vice to go. I pay up and leave on my merry way.

Next stop was the LYS (local yarn store for those out of the loop) to see if they have the new Vogue knitting magazine. I was in luck for she had just got them. I couldn’t just get the mag and leave that would be rude. I looked around for a bit (translation: I molested the yarn and they liked it!) then I paid for my mag and left. I was going to check the grocery store by my house for the mag but I figured I’d support my LYS instead. Of course by the time I left the front of my coat was soaked from all the drool. It was rather embarrassing for “Shaggy the man child” to see his mother in such a condition. He told me next time to wear a bib or get on meds.

We are finally making our way to our ultimate destination, the holiest of all chickendom, Chicken Connection. I wanted to have a quick smoke on the way and went looking for them in my purse. SURPRISE!!!!!! They weren’t there! What? How can that happen? Where did they go? Shaggy if your messing with me you’re so going to be grounded! But, there were NO cigarettes in the car at all. Now, I knew that I had just bought 2 packs when I was at the gas station and then it hits me. I left them on the counter at the gas station. So, after we got the food we had to stop back at the gas station on our way home. When I walked in the girl had them in her hands and gave them to me. Talk about feeling stupid. Tonight I think the Scarecrow would even feel smarter than me.

~ Change, Change, Change! ~

If you read my previous post and clicked on the image with my coffee table in it you would see in the enlarged image my change jar. It was so full that the lid rested on top of the change and didn't shut at all. Well, on top of the over full change jar we had to put the overflow of change into a plastic cup. This morning I needed smokes and of course my Hubby is at work and I don't have any money. So, I decided to turn in the change. I go to the bank to turn it in and I'm thinking oh it's only about 50 bucks but low and behold it was 85 bucks and a bit of change! That's pretty good for 5 months worth of saving change.

Now, I'm pretty happy about this minor windfall (I know, I'm easily amused) so, I call up Hubby at work to tell him the news. Well, I ended up leaving a stupid message, which dampened my enthusiasm however briefly. I then decided to head on over to my local pushers, I mean Starbucks and get my usual (cafe mocha grande with whip). I'm on my way home when my cell rings. It was Hubby wanting to know where I was. I proceeded to tell him that I was on my way home and that I left him a message about me taking the change to the bank because I was all out of friends, I mean smokes. Now mind you at this point I have yet to inform him of my recent purchase from my local sin dealer.

He then says to me, "And you went to Starbucks."

Ok, at this point, I start sweating like a crack addict being busted by a cop (not a pretty site). I knew I was busted so I admitted my guilt while thanking who's ever in charge that Hubby was at work and not waiting for me at home. lol Then I had to know how he knew that I went to get my fix and he didn't say. It's freaking me out man! Is he using a crystal ball or what? I'm going to have to find out when he comes home tonight how he did know cause it's driving me nuts. Yea, I know that's how you keep a moron in suspense and yes, today the shoe fits. LOL

~ I Can see clearly now the gloom is gone! ~

As you can see by the pic to the left of “Shaggy the Man Child” the Living room in my new home is rather on the dark side. I was beginning to wonder if I was going to need to call in an old Priest or a young Priest to fix the problem. The dark red wall is the longest solid wall in the whole room. It has only one large picture window but unfortunately if faces north so it doesn’t really get a whole lot of light. The other 3 walls were painted this pukey khaki like color that seemed to change from tan to greenish baby crap depending on the light. Now, if I wanted baby shit green on my walls I would just go borrow my little pudgy monkey from her mom and let her have at it but at last, that’s a no go. So, I have been living here feeling like I’ve been in a cave until this past weekend!






As you can see from my pics I now have a bright and light grey-blue Living room!!! It’s so much brighter, sunnier and appears larger than it ever did before. Of course now I have to repaint the window trim to white and get new curtains too. Plus I’ve already been eyeing up the piano for a paint job but Shhhh…. Don’t tell my hubby! LOL
I’m loving my new Living room! I can actually see my children when they are in there with me! Got to get some art and what not for the walls but that will come in time. Next is the kitchen! But only after I stop hurting! LOL