It has been quite a week. I have been rather chipper. I am still feeling like my energy has been zapped by mid afternoon. I am sleeping well at night, no crazy dreams or anything so I am not sure why I have to brew a pot of coffee to watch the evening news.
On the diet front, I have lost eight pounds so far. I have been exercising a bit more. I borrowed Buffy's stationery bike and have been in the pool a few times. I also now have a pedometer. For our Anniversary, Beau got me a bag full of goodies so I can go full steam ahead with this whole weight loss thing. A pedometer, ankle and wrist weights, a water bottle, and two bags of sugar free peanut butter cups. I have only had one. I love peanut butter cups and I am sure that I have mentioned this but just so there is no confusion I want to be buried with them when I die. Avery and Haylee hit me up for some out of the first bag as soon as they saw them. He also got me this high-tech fanny pack with a hose attached to it. Apparently, you are supposed to fill the bag inside with water so you stay hydrated when you walk or run. I am looking at this item as more of a party essential. I am thinking fill it with Vodka and Cranberry while walking downtown. Put on an ugly flowered shirt and a camera around my neck and blend in. I also thought that I could re-gift. Josh would be tickled pink to have a ready supply of Bud! Since I may actually start walking for sport I think I will hold on to it for a while and use it as intended.
This most certainly has been a sad week for Celebrities. Farrah Fawcett, Michael Jackson and Billy Mayes died in the same week. I was never much of a Farrah fan growing up but Michael Jackson that is a whole different story. I grew up in the Eighties and he was the epitome of the Eighties. I remember how badly I wanted one of those red leather jackets with all the zippers. Billy Mayes is not the same caliber of celebrity but he is the only person I know that made screaming to sell shit an art form. His commercials were rather annoying but I bet you have a bottle of Orange Glo under your kitchen sink!
Beau and I went out last night. I was shocked because he actually wanted to go out. I was thinking no, that I really did not feel like it but changed my mind. And, I am glad I did. We had so much fun. We started out at Angelo's and only stayed for maybe a half hour. There were approximately seven people there. I require more people to watch then that! We then drove to what used to be Quivers. Our friend, Bonnie owned it but sold out. We we got there the new place was not in business any longer. Next, we went to a little bar near our house and again, only a handful of people. Finally, we ended up at New View Bar in Highview. There were lots and lots of people to watch there. One in particular, I called the dancing drunkle! He was just an average looking guy but his dance moves were something worth noting. Hilarious! I started something when I went to dance with him. He obviously never watched Dirty Dancing and not a fan of Patrick Swayze, "This is your dance space and this is my dance space". I was almost running away from him. Luckily, some of the younger girls there thought this was as comical as I did because they came out to the dance floor and took him over! Whoo, what a relief! Of course, that didn't stop the drunkle from stalking me all night even when I was sitting next to Beau. I even had to recruit a guy that was standing outside smoking when I went out because tiny dancer followed me. "Jimmy" as I called him played along and got him to go back inside. There was another guy out on the smoking patio that was rather chatty. I know that he has a farm or tends a farm, that he had to wake up early today, that he has a motorcycle and that he has balance issues. There was a makeshift bar stool pulled up to the picnic table. It appeared to be a high back bar seat atop a five gallon bucket that most likely once held mayonnaise or pickles. Gives a whole new meaning to the term bucket seat! He sat in it, leaned back a bit and Smash! Backwards on his ass...of course I laughed! It is probably not necessary to say that I was at a Karaoke Bar. I met some people there that I had known back in the AOL days. We had chatted in a Louisville chat room back in the late nineties. The same chat room where I had met Beau. At the end of the night there was a tribute to Michael. We all danced to "Beat it" and "Billie Jean"! It was so much fun. We didn't leave until closing time. I haven't done that in about ten years. We stopped at Waffle House for breakfast. Real food was so delicious! I did have the hiccups for about twenty minutes which was really ticking me off!
Today, has not been so exciting. Mostly laundry. Mandi and Josh came out for dinner. I grilled chicken and steak. Not to toot my own horn but, If I weren't such a good cook I would not be battling a weight problem. My dad was a chef and my older brother was a chef so I think it is genetic. What? Haven't you ever heard of sous chef DNA?
Looking forward to tomorrow.
Sunday, June 28, 2009
Wednesday, June 24, 2009
All Ya Need is Love, Love is All Ya Need
HOT! HOT! HOT! Today was a scorcher I tell ya! Mandi and I took Haylee, Avery, Emily and Sarah over to my mother-in-laws to swim today. Since we had the whole pool to ourselves I didn't mind putting on a swimsuit. I haven't bought a new one this year and last years is just a little too tight. I looked like two bears in a pup tent fighting over a fish! I have lost seven pounds so far but that is not really a dent. Being the first time in the pool for the season I had a bit of trouble trying to get myself up on the float properly. I flipped backwards once and sideways a couple of other times. Had I had a video camera, I swear I could take second place on America's Funniest Videos! Mandi laughed so hard she snorted!
Today is my Anniversary. Beau and I have been married for four years. We have been together for eleven. I still remember the first time I kissed him. He always made me feel so ushy gushy. He still does. I think that is how you know it is true love. I am going to share some of my favorite memories of him.
The first time I made dinner for him was a catastrophe. The kids were at the babysitter, Mandi was out for the night and I had a great vision in my head of how the night would go. I popped the chicken in the oven to bake and proceeded to put on my makeup. About fifteen minutes passed and I opened the oven to flip the chicken. WHOOSH! The entire oven up in flames. I couldn't extinguish it. I shut the oven door called 911. At the time Alex was two years old and loved to hide things. On this occasion it appeared that he had hid a plastic tumbler in the oven and when I slid the baking dish in it pushed the cup to the back of the oven out of view. When Beau arrived he found firetrucks in the parking lot and firemen in my apartment. Did someone say McDonalds?
In 1999 I had a surgery gone wrong. It was to be a simple laproscopy to determine if the cyst on my ovary needed to be removed and if need be the ovary would be removed. The ovary was removed. In addition, the surgeon nicked my small intestine while pulling the scope out. This caused major complications to the point that I almost died. I was in the hospital for two weeks with thirty something staples down the full length of my abdomen. Beau was there the entire time. Even though, I was pretty much out of it the entire time and I was certainly was not good company. I could barely even talk with the stomach pump they stuck down my nose and throat. When I was finally discharged he came to stay with me and helped me shower, got me food and even helped me walk because the muscles in my legs had deteriorated from laying for so long. This is the point when our relationship went from serious to committed.
Back in the old days when we both fit on one couch comfortably we would lay and watch movies for hours on a Sunday. I loved that. By July 30th we will be laying like that again.
Every once in a while we will wrestle. He can usually take me though. I need to work on the guns!
After trying to learn how to drive a stick shift many, many times before he was able to teach me in just a few hours. He is so patient.
When Beau proposed to me I had no clue. It was Christmas Eve. Mandi and Josh were there and Danielle, Alex, Haylee and Emily. Avery wasn't born yet. It had been a cold winter and I had been scraping my car windows with my credit card or a CD case for the longest. He let me open one gift Christmas Eve...when I opened it I found a high tech window scraper with a fancy fur glove. I was so excited. He kept urging me to put my hand inside to show him how it would work. I still didn't realize what was happening after I felt the small square box inside the glove. I took it out. He never actually got on one knee but it was implied. Obviously, I said yes.
I asked Beau what his favorite memory was and he said it had to be when he "stalked" me for weeks before getting the courage to approach me at the bar. He said he has lots of good memories that he thinks about all the time but that is the one that sticks out in his head.
Happy Anniversary Beau! I love you always!
Today is my Anniversary. Beau and I have been married for four years. We have been together for eleven. I still remember the first time I kissed him. He always made me feel so ushy gushy. He still does. I think that is how you know it is true love. I am going to share some of my favorite memories of him.
The first time I made dinner for him was a catastrophe. The kids were at the babysitter, Mandi was out for the night and I had a great vision in my head of how the night would go. I popped the chicken in the oven to bake and proceeded to put on my makeup. About fifteen minutes passed and I opened the oven to flip the chicken. WHOOSH! The entire oven up in flames. I couldn't extinguish it. I shut the oven door called 911. At the time Alex was two years old and loved to hide things. On this occasion it appeared that he had hid a plastic tumbler in the oven and when I slid the baking dish in it pushed the cup to the back of the oven out of view. When Beau arrived he found firetrucks in the parking lot and firemen in my apartment. Did someone say McDonalds?
In 1999 I had a surgery gone wrong. It was to be a simple laproscopy to determine if the cyst on my ovary needed to be removed and if need be the ovary would be removed. The ovary was removed. In addition, the surgeon nicked my small intestine while pulling the scope out. This caused major complications to the point that I almost died. I was in the hospital for two weeks with thirty something staples down the full length of my abdomen. Beau was there the entire time. Even though, I was pretty much out of it the entire time and I was certainly was not good company. I could barely even talk with the stomach pump they stuck down my nose and throat. When I was finally discharged he came to stay with me and helped me shower, got me food and even helped me walk because the muscles in my legs had deteriorated from laying for so long. This is the point when our relationship went from serious to committed.
Back in the old days when we both fit on one couch comfortably we would lay and watch movies for hours on a Sunday. I loved that. By July 30th we will be laying like that again.
Every once in a while we will wrestle. He can usually take me though. I need to work on the guns!
After trying to learn how to drive a stick shift many, many times before he was able to teach me in just a few hours. He is so patient.
When Beau proposed to me I had no clue. It was Christmas Eve. Mandi and Josh were there and Danielle, Alex, Haylee and Emily. Avery wasn't born yet. It had been a cold winter and I had been scraping my car windows with my credit card or a CD case for the longest. He let me open one gift Christmas Eve...when I opened it I found a high tech window scraper with a fancy fur glove. I was so excited. He kept urging me to put my hand inside to show him how it would work. I still didn't realize what was happening after I felt the small square box inside the glove. I took it out. He never actually got on one knee but it was implied. Obviously, I said yes.
I asked Beau what his favorite memory was and he said it had to be when he "stalked" me for weeks before getting the courage to approach me at the bar. He said he has lots of good memories that he thinks about all the time but that is the one that sticks out in his head.
Happy Anniversary Beau! I love you always!
Wine, Grass and Kool-Aid
Today has been an odd day. Until mid afternoon, I was extremely tired. Yesterday, I was zip, zip, zipping around. I think I am in the middle of a mixed episode. These are the most confusing because I don't really know what I am, if that makes any sense at all. I have been laughing all night and feeling more upbeat but at the same time I feel like I am going through the motions. I am also a bit agitated. I am rather scattered brained today too so this entry may end up a mish-mash of topics. Try to follow along.
Mandi dropped over tonight to drink a little wine. She is smashed, passed out face first on my couch. I am proud of myself, not one sip! I am going to win this weight loss challenge I have with Beau...the stakes are too high! We mostly sat on the front porch watching the cars go by making jokes. We also watched funny Youtube videos, one in particular that was pretty funny, something about have you ever been this fucked up? I had to replay the Bachelorette preview for next week for Mandi because she thought the person returning was Jake. I think it is Ed. We wondered what was with the boots. I absolutely love the DVR. I am certain a woman invented it!
Of course, I watched the Jon and Kate episode last night where they are disclosing to the world that they are on route 44 to Splitsville. I have never watched this program before the controversy in the media. I am drawn to drama and conflict, most likely a deep seeded issue from childhood. I also picked up this week's issue of US Weekly because Kate was caught hitting her daughter and had to read about it. Big Whoop! So she spanked her. Like every third parent in America doesn't spank their child! If you left my kids in a room with Congress for a couple of hours they would legalize child abuse! I would like to know Dr. Phil's take on this! I think it is hysterical how many people are worried for the kids...what will this divorce do to them? The same thing it does to all of the other children from broken homes. It sucks but they adjust. Maybe that is easy for me to say because my Mom and Dad were together until my Dad died. However, my life would have been much better, easier had Mom left and took us with her.
The grass seed is growing grass. It is so exciting! Whoever came up with the saying "as boring as watching grass grow" obviously never had dirty bald patches turn into lush green grass in a week's time.
It was Danielle and Haylee's turn to go to the eye doctor Today. Danielle is blinder than ever. Even with all of the medical advances her lenses are still on the verge of coke bottle status! Haylee had to get reading glasses. She loves them. I am surprised because last week when I told her she was going to have an eye exam she was adamant that she was not wearing glasses, they would make her look ugly.
I am not sure what tomorrow will hold but one thing for sure I have to take Avery for a haircut. She is beginning to look like a little Market Street kid minus the Kool-Aid stains down the front of her chest!
Mandi dropped over tonight to drink a little wine. She is smashed, passed out face first on my couch. I am proud of myself, not one sip! I am going to win this weight loss challenge I have with Beau...the stakes are too high! We mostly sat on the front porch watching the cars go by making jokes. We also watched funny Youtube videos, one in particular that was pretty funny, something about have you ever been this fucked up? I had to replay the Bachelorette preview for next week for Mandi because she thought the person returning was Jake. I think it is Ed. We wondered what was with the boots. I absolutely love the DVR. I am certain a woman invented it!
Of course, I watched the Jon and Kate episode last night where they are disclosing to the world that they are on route 44 to Splitsville. I have never watched this program before the controversy in the media. I am drawn to drama and conflict, most likely a deep seeded issue from childhood. I also picked up this week's issue of US Weekly because Kate was caught hitting her daughter and had to read about it. Big Whoop! So she spanked her. Like every third parent in America doesn't spank their child! If you left my kids in a room with Congress for a couple of hours they would legalize child abuse! I would like to know Dr. Phil's take on this! I think it is hysterical how many people are worried for the kids...what will this divorce do to them? The same thing it does to all of the other children from broken homes. It sucks but they adjust. Maybe that is easy for me to say because my Mom and Dad were together until my Dad died. However, my life would have been much better, easier had Mom left and took us with her.
The grass seed is growing grass. It is so exciting! Whoever came up with the saying "as boring as watching grass grow" obviously never had dirty bald patches turn into lush green grass in a week's time.
It was Danielle and Haylee's turn to go to the eye doctor Today. Danielle is blinder than ever. Even with all of the medical advances her lenses are still on the verge of coke bottle status! Haylee had to get reading glasses. She loves them. I am surprised because last week when I told her she was going to have an eye exam she was adamant that she was not wearing glasses, they would make her look ugly.
I am not sure what tomorrow will hold but one thing for sure I have to take Avery for a haircut. She is beginning to look like a little Market Street kid minus the Kool-Aid stains down the front of her chest!
Saturday, June 20, 2009
All Work and No Play Makes Donda a Dull Girl
I am utterly exhausted! I have been a busy beaver this week!
Yesterday, I took Alex and Avery to Bizers. Alex needed a new prescription and Avery has to have an eye exam prior to entering Kindergarten. Alex's new glasses make him look much older. I am not sure if I am liking this idea. Avery's eyes are perfect or as she is telling everyone, "my eyes are healfy". So that's one thing off of the list. I am taking Danielle and Haylee on Monday. Danielle definitely needs new glasses as the last year she only got contacts. When I make their doctor and dentist appointments I try to take two at a time like the animals on the Ark...anymore than that is overkill!
We visited IUS with Danielle yesterday for room selection. She now knows the Lodge and room that she will be living in. It is a really nice facility. She is right around the corner from the laundry room. All those front loaders gets me excited! It makes me wish Hef would kick me out and I would have to become a house bunny or whatever animal would be the much older, slightly less attractive Anna Farris! Dani should find out who her other three roommates are in two weeks. That is what she is excited about. I just hope they don't stick her with any anal clean freaks because that could definitely pose a problem!
Beau and I had a mini date night. We only went to dinner. We had Mexican, my favorite. We both watched what we ate. I googled the calories in a chicken enchilada before we left the house. It was not as bad as I thought it would be! We are both really into this diet thing now. We raised the stakes. By July 30th whomever loses the most weight buys the other a new outfit and owes the winner a favor of sorts. You can bet your bippee I will be winning this one! It's on sucka!
Today, Beau and I worked in the yard all day. I finally got around to planting flowers. I hate yard work so I typically put it off until the neighbors yards look so good I can't stand to look at mine. It works out well though because by the time I get to that point all of the flowers at the fruit market are buy one get one free. Sweet! My flower beds look great but my limbs feel like spaghetti. It is unwise for a fat girl with no calf muscles to try to squat to avoid getting dirty for the amount of time it takes to plant two flats. I was wearing a tank top so my back is sunburned pretty badly. Nothing like the yard sale scorching I took a while back but still painful. The sad part is I have to go back out there tomorrow and do the side yard.
I went to my mother-in-laws tonight to make a floral arrangement for her Dad's headstone. He passed away in January. I made a large saddle with white flowers, greenery, a solar light and four yellow roses to represent her and her three brothers. I must say it looks exquisite. I bet someone would pay a hundred bucks for it!
Tomorrow is Father's Day. My dad has been gone six years now. I can still remember the sound of his voice and remember what his hands looked like. People say after so many years your memory fades and you begin to forget things like that. I hope they are wrong.
I bought a Powerball ticket for tonight's drawing. I haven't checked my numbers yet but perhaps tomorrow I will be a Millionaire. That way I can hire someone to finish the yard work.
Yesterday, I took Alex and Avery to Bizers. Alex needed a new prescription and Avery has to have an eye exam prior to entering Kindergarten. Alex's new glasses make him look much older. I am not sure if I am liking this idea. Avery's eyes are perfect or as she is telling everyone, "my eyes are healfy". So that's one thing off of the list. I am taking Danielle and Haylee on Monday. Danielle definitely needs new glasses as the last year she only got contacts. When I make their doctor and dentist appointments I try to take two at a time like the animals on the Ark...anymore than that is overkill!
We visited IUS with Danielle yesterday for room selection. She now knows the Lodge and room that she will be living in. It is a really nice facility. She is right around the corner from the laundry room. All those front loaders gets me excited! It makes me wish Hef would kick me out and I would have to become a house bunny or whatever animal would be the much older, slightly less attractive Anna Farris! Dani should find out who her other three roommates are in two weeks. That is what she is excited about. I just hope they don't stick her with any anal clean freaks because that could definitely pose a problem!
Beau and I had a mini date night. We only went to dinner. We had Mexican, my favorite. We both watched what we ate. I googled the calories in a chicken enchilada before we left the house. It was not as bad as I thought it would be! We are both really into this diet thing now. We raised the stakes. By July 30th whomever loses the most weight buys the other a new outfit and owes the winner a favor of sorts. You can bet your bippee I will be winning this one! It's on sucka!
Today, Beau and I worked in the yard all day. I finally got around to planting flowers. I hate yard work so I typically put it off until the neighbors yards look so good I can't stand to look at mine. It works out well though because by the time I get to that point all of the flowers at the fruit market are buy one get one free. Sweet! My flower beds look great but my limbs feel like spaghetti. It is unwise for a fat girl with no calf muscles to try to squat to avoid getting dirty for the amount of time it takes to plant two flats. I was wearing a tank top so my back is sunburned pretty badly. Nothing like the yard sale scorching I took a while back but still painful. The sad part is I have to go back out there tomorrow and do the side yard.
I went to my mother-in-laws tonight to make a floral arrangement for her Dad's headstone. He passed away in January. I made a large saddle with white flowers, greenery, a solar light and four yellow roses to represent her and her three brothers. I must say it looks exquisite. I bet someone would pay a hundred bucks for it!
Tomorrow is Father's Day. My dad has been gone six years now. I can still remember the sound of his voice and remember what his hands looked like. People say after so many years your memory fades and you begin to forget things like that. I hope they are wrong.
I bought a Powerball ticket for tonight's drawing. I haven't checked my numbers yet but perhaps tomorrow I will be a Millionaire. That way I can hire someone to finish the yard work.
Wednesday, June 17, 2009
A Little Bit of This and a Little Bit of That
So what can I say? I have been in a fantastic mood for the last couple of days. I can't tell if I am whirling into a manic upswing or if it is the effects of my diet aid. I have lost four pounds since Monday which I am ecstatic about! I will get into this topic a bit later. I have been busy for the past two days dealing with college and kindergarten stuff. On the phone and running from place to place in order to get Avery registered for Kindergarten and getting Dani's transcripts. I have to get Avery on a hardship transfer so it is a little extra work. Danielle has neglected emails that she has received from IUS regarding her financial aid since April and failed to tell me that she needs help getting the information for them. Needless to say, I am livid!
So I started my diet Monday and have been consuming around 900 calories a day. I am watching calories, fat and carbs. Basically, eating healthy. Also, I decided I would try a diet supplement. After milling over all of the products on the shelf I decided to go with the Slimquick Cleanse. It sounded good with phrases like "jump start your weight loss" and cleanse and detoxify". So far it has been working pretty well and I don't have the jitters as I have had when I have used other things in the past. You would assume with words like cleanse and detoxify that the experience would be pure, wholesome and spiritual even. Consumers beware. Do not be fooled by the fancy wording. This is not the case. It is merely pooping! Just a whole bunch of pooping. I believe a lot people think I am full of shit so at least now they have an accurate measurement!
Mandi highlighted my hair. It is now brown and blonde. I didn't like it at first but I do now. I guess it just took some getting used to. Avery on the other hand does not like it and told me as much tonight. She went to the store with Daddy and brought me back a four pack of Reese's Cups. My all time favorite candy. I have told everyone in my family that if I pass first that my casket should be filled with these so I come back in the next life a much happier person. I told her that I couldn't eat them because I am on a diet. She walked back to her room and then back into the kitchen where I was making yet another glass of water. She said, "Mommy, what is a diet"? My reply, "it's where you don't eat yummy candy and chocolate. Don't you want Mommy to be skinny and pretty"? She said most seriously, "Yes, but I don't like your hair". I asked her why she doesn't like it and she told me that it is too puffy and it is ugly! I said, "Avery, that is not very nice". She looked at me with intense eyes and said, "Mommy, I love you but I just don't like your hair"!
Beau put down some grass seed Saturday night in hopes that we can fill the bare patches that lack of sun and heavy kid traffic has produced. He raked it and sprinkled it and roped off the area. I was telling my Mom of the whole process and told her that I really hope it grows because I paid forty bucks for it. She said, "Well, Sissy if it doesn't I sure would take that back to the store". I am still trying to figure out how I would accomplish that! I am not sure if I have ever mentioned she is a closet blonde.
Talking to Mandi today she told me that she wanted to get Emily's bike out of the garage but Josh has the key and that he would have to come home on lunch and unlock it. I think it is weird that she does not have a key or access to her own garage. He could have dead bodies hidden in there and she would never know. Mandi tells me it is really messed up the way my brain works. Perhaps, I watch too much TV!
I was sitting on my front porch earlier this evening just minding my own business when I was attacked by an unidentified flying object! It was the scariest bug I have ever seen. It was the size of a half dollar and it had claws. Yes, claws! I screamed so loud and so hard when it landed on me that I am now hoarse and my throat hurts!
So I started my diet Monday and have been consuming around 900 calories a day. I am watching calories, fat and carbs. Basically, eating healthy. Also, I decided I would try a diet supplement. After milling over all of the products on the shelf I decided to go with the Slimquick Cleanse. It sounded good with phrases like "jump start your weight loss" and cleanse and detoxify". So far it has been working pretty well and I don't have the jitters as I have had when I have used other things in the past. You would assume with words like cleanse and detoxify that the experience would be pure, wholesome and spiritual even. Consumers beware. Do not be fooled by the fancy wording. This is not the case. It is merely pooping! Just a whole bunch of pooping. I believe a lot people think I am full of shit so at least now they have an accurate measurement!
Mandi highlighted my hair. It is now brown and blonde. I didn't like it at first but I do now. I guess it just took some getting used to. Avery on the other hand does not like it and told me as much tonight. She went to the store with Daddy and brought me back a four pack of Reese's Cups. My all time favorite candy. I have told everyone in my family that if I pass first that my casket should be filled with these so I come back in the next life a much happier person. I told her that I couldn't eat them because I am on a diet. She walked back to her room and then back into the kitchen where I was making yet another glass of water. She said, "Mommy, what is a diet"? My reply, "it's where you don't eat yummy candy and chocolate. Don't you want Mommy to be skinny and pretty"? She said most seriously, "Yes, but I don't like your hair". I asked her why she doesn't like it and she told me that it is too puffy and it is ugly! I said, "Avery, that is not very nice". She looked at me with intense eyes and said, "Mommy, I love you but I just don't like your hair"!
Beau put down some grass seed Saturday night in hopes that we can fill the bare patches that lack of sun and heavy kid traffic has produced. He raked it and sprinkled it and roped off the area. I was telling my Mom of the whole process and told her that I really hope it grows because I paid forty bucks for it. She said, "Well, Sissy if it doesn't I sure would take that back to the store". I am still trying to figure out how I would accomplish that! I am not sure if I have ever mentioned she is a closet blonde.
Talking to Mandi today she told me that she wanted to get Emily's bike out of the garage but Josh has the key and that he would have to come home on lunch and unlock it. I think it is weird that she does not have a key or access to her own garage. He could have dead bodies hidden in there and she would never know. Mandi tells me it is really messed up the way my brain works. Perhaps, I watch too much TV!
I was sitting on my front porch earlier this evening just minding my own business when I was attacked by an unidentified flying object! It was the scariest bug I have ever seen. It was the size of a half dollar and it had claws. Yes, claws! I screamed so loud and so hard when it landed on me that I am now hoarse and my throat hurts!
Monday, June 15, 2009
Quit Bugging Me!
Another week has passed. June is nearly over. Where ever does the time go? I have been really tired all week until today. Somewhere around 6:30 pm I got an odd burst of energy accompanied with some mild agitation. I am now on a cleaning spree and a yelling spree. Hopefully, this energy will carry over into tomorrow. There are so many more things I want to get done.
This past week has not been really noteworthy. I can't really recall any specific events that stand out in my mind. My days are just running into each other. Debi Jo came into town with the boys so there was a dinner Saturday. Debbie made City Chicken. It is so delicious, however, it is not chicken. It is pork and veal on skewers, lightly breaded, fried and then baked in gravy for hours. Dishes like this is the blame for my weight problem. I decided last week that I was going to go on a diet and tomorrow it will be officially on! Beau is going to diet with me. Mostly, because I need someone to do it with me or compete against...this always keeps me on track better than my internal motivation. It's not like he can't stand to lose a few pounds himself. We went to Walmart and bought a new high tech scale. I stood on it and it told me in not so many words that I am seven months pregnant! This time last year I was almost 25 pounds lighter. The combination of the Seroquel, poor diet and lack of exercise has made me look like a person I don't even recognize. Looking at the photos taken at Danielle's Graduation, I look as if I am wearing one of those latex getups that they use in the movies.
Alex, Avery and Haylee spent the night with Grandma last night. Today, when I picked them up I let them stay and swim for a while before the thunderstorms hit the area. Haylee is really doing well. I think I will make it a point to go over a few times a week and get in myself, catch some rays and perhaps burn some calories.
I had an insect incident today. Avery took her basket of wooden blocks outside sometime last week and they have been rained on several times. She brought them in today and dumped them on the living room floor to build some elaborate castle. They were covered in Rollie Pollies. I was sweeping them up like a maniac and tossing them back into the yard. I didn't want to squash them. They were one of my favorite play toys when I was little. Thank heavens I have hard woods. Otherwise, they would have met their maker via the Hoover!
Danielle is testing boundaries. It seems since she is now 18 that she can come and go as she pleases. She is under the impression that it is better to ask forgiveness than ask permission. Her friend, Brigid from Florida is back to visit her Mom for the summer. Since her return, Danielle has not been home very often at all, shrugged her responsibilities and has somehow magically acquired a smart mouth. She came home from work last night, picked up a change of clothes and went straight to Brigid's cousin's house to babysit. I thought this was OK until I talked to Danielle later and she told me where she was. One of the worst complexes in Louisville. This is a place where the crackheads are late on their two dollar rent. Couples are beating each other up and bullets are flying. I made it perfectly clear that she was never, ever permitted to go there again! I might be being a bit hasty but I don't think Brigid coming back is going to be a good thing!
This past week has not been really noteworthy. I can't really recall any specific events that stand out in my mind. My days are just running into each other. Debi Jo came into town with the boys so there was a dinner Saturday. Debbie made City Chicken. It is so delicious, however, it is not chicken. It is pork and veal on skewers, lightly breaded, fried and then baked in gravy for hours. Dishes like this is the blame for my weight problem. I decided last week that I was going to go on a diet and tomorrow it will be officially on! Beau is going to diet with me. Mostly, because I need someone to do it with me or compete against...this always keeps me on track better than my internal motivation. It's not like he can't stand to lose a few pounds himself. We went to Walmart and bought a new high tech scale. I stood on it and it told me in not so many words that I am seven months pregnant! This time last year I was almost 25 pounds lighter. The combination of the Seroquel, poor diet and lack of exercise has made me look like a person I don't even recognize. Looking at the photos taken at Danielle's Graduation, I look as if I am wearing one of those latex getups that they use in the movies.
Alex, Avery and Haylee spent the night with Grandma last night. Today, when I picked them up I let them stay and swim for a while before the thunderstorms hit the area. Haylee is really doing well. I think I will make it a point to go over a few times a week and get in myself, catch some rays and perhaps burn some calories.
I had an insect incident today. Avery took her basket of wooden blocks outside sometime last week and they have been rained on several times. She brought them in today and dumped them on the living room floor to build some elaborate castle. They were covered in Rollie Pollies. I was sweeping them up like a maniac and tossing them back into the yard. I didn't want to squash them. They were one of my favorite play toys when I was little. Thank heavens I have hard woods. Otherwise, they would have met their maker via the Hoover!
Danielle is testing boundaries. It seems since she is now 18 that she can come and go as she pleases. She is under the impression that it is better to ask forgiveness than ask permission. Her friend, Brigid from Florida is back to visit her Mom for the summer. Since her return, Danielle has not been home very often at all, shrugged her responsibilities and has somehow magically acquired a smart mouth. She came home from work last night, picked up a change of clothes and went straight to Brigid's cousin's house to babysit. I thought this was OK until I talked to Danielle later and she told me where she was. One of the worst complexes in Louisville. This is a place where the crackheads are late on their two dollar rent. Couples are beating each other up and bullets are flying. I made it perfectly clear that she was never, ever permitted to go there again! I might be being a bit hasty but I don't think Brigid coming back is going to be a good thing!
Sunday, June 7, 2009
You Can Take the Girl Out of Portland
What a weekend I have had! This weekend was the Portland Festival. Always the first Saturday in June. For those of you who may not know the significance I will explain. This is not any ordinary church picnic. It is a homecoming of sorts. The thing about Portland is that it is much like a small town. The people who are born there typically die there. Everyone knows everyone and most people are somehow related. Even the people that move away always come back and you can never really get "Portland" out of your system. The Festival ranks right up there with the Fourth of July and Christmas.
The Festival is made up of carnival games and amusement rides. Live music fills the air throughout the day and there is always a line at the beer booth. The festival kicks off with a parade. Marching bands, motorcycles, and little league teams move from 22nd to 32nd in about an hours time. The Kosair Shriner Oriental Band car is always a favorite. There is a man that wields a sword and I do believe it has been the same man ever since I was a little girl. I think he has some voodoo youth serum! My friend, Charlyn has a weird crush on him. I don't think there has been a year where she didn't hoot and holler! I think there is some weird fantasy where he rescues her from her idiot Husband. The kids favorite part and also mine when I was their age. The candy that is thrown by the pickup trucks carrying the miniature baseball players. You sit on the curb and wait for suckers and bubblegum to be tossed your way. I took a lot of good pictures of the event to share with future generations.
Walking around the roped off area I managed to get a little sun so I am a little glowy today. I ran into so many friends this year and I was especially excited that I seen my old high school friend, Michele. We were thick as thieves during our teenage years. I saw her Husband, Son and Mom and Dad. We walked and talked for a long time, filling in the gaps of the past twenty years. My sister, Cherie was smashed as usual. At one point, she passed out on the steps of the stage. I don't think there has ever been a year where she hasn't been carried home, literally. At least this year, she was not caught turning cartwheels down the Parkway.
The Police begin clearing the streets at 11:00 and the vendors begin to break down their booths. Many people then make their way to Angelos. This is probably their most profitable night of the year. Beau, Mandi, Josh and I pile into our car to make our way the bar. It was shoulder to shoulder when we arrived. You can always count on karaoke, cornhole and some otherwise shady characters for entertainment. We sat on the patio most of the time that we were there. Crystal did drag me through the bar from one end to the other a time or two shaking hands with everyone she happened upon. When I say everyone, I mean everyone! There was a whole lot of picture taking by a lot of people. I would say the popularity of Facebook and the desire to show the World how drunk you can be and still have an award winning smile is a factor. Anyway, at least we have something to show the Grandchildren.
Beau and I left a little before two. We decided we were hungry so we proceed to McDonalds. The 22nd street location had about eight cars in the drive-thru so we decided to swing by the one near our house. We sat in that drive-thru for nearly 40 minutes. Fast food my ass! If I hadn't been so tipsy I may have thought it wasn't really worth it!
Nevertheless, Good times and good company made it a wonderful day!
The Festival is made up of carnival games and amusement rides. Live music fills the air throughout the day and there is always a line at the beer booth. The festival kicks off with a parade. Marching bands, motorcycles, and little league teams move from 22nd to 32nd in about an hours time. The Kosair Shriner Oriental Band car is always a favorite. There is a man that wields a sword and I do believe it has been the same man ever since I was a little girl. I think he has some voodoo youth serum! My friend, Charlyn has a weird crush on him. I don't think there has been a year where she didn't hoot and holler! I think there is some weird fantasy where he rescues her from her idiot Husband. The kids favorite part and also mine when I was their age. The candy that is thrown by the pickup trucks carrying the miniature baseball players. You sit on the curb and wait for suckers and bubblegum to be tossed your way. I took a lot of good pictures of the event to share with future generations.
Walking around the roped off area I managed to get a little sun so I am a little glowy today. I ran into so many friends this year and I was especially excited that I seen my old high school friend, Michele. We were thick as thieves during our teenage years. I saw her Husband, Son and Mom and Dad. We walked and talked for a long time, filling in the gaps of the past twenty years. My sister, Cherie was smashed as usual. At one point, she passed out on the steps of the stage. I don't think there has ever been a year where she hasn't been carried home, literally. At least this year, she was not caught turning cartwheels down the Parkway.
The Police begin clearing the streets at 11:00 and the vendors begin to break down their booths. Many people then make their way to Angelos. This is probably their most profitable night of the year. Beau, Mandi, Josh and I pile into our car to make our way the bar. It was shoulder to shoulder when we arrived. You can always count on karaoke, cornhole and some otherwise shady characters for entertainment. We sat on the patio most of the time that we were there. Crystal did drag me through the bar from one end to the other a time or two shaking hands with everyone she happened upon. When I say everyone, I mean everyone! There was a whole lot of picture taking by a lot of people. I would say the popularity of Facebook and the desire to show the World how drunk you can be and still have an award winning smile is a factor. Anyway, at least we have something to show the Grandchildren.
Beau and I left a little before two. We decided we were hungry so we proceed to McDonalds. The 22nd street location had about eight cars in the drive-thru so we decided to swing by the one near our house. We sat in that drive-thru for nearly 40 minutes. Fast food my ass! If I hadn't been so tipsy I may have thought it wasn't really worth it!
Nevertheless, Good times and good company made it a wonderful day!
Thursday, June 4, 2009
Crazy, Sexy, Cool
It has been some time since my last entry. It has been hectic, joyous, mortifying and many other things in the past week or so. I am getting a cold again. I just had one in April. I am really not due! It doesn't help that it was cold and rainy today.
One day last week I was in the laundry room when there was a knock at my door. I didn't hear it being that I was in the basement until I actually began walking up the stairs to see a Sheriff standing in my back door. I put down my basket of clean laundry and opened the door to greet him. There was also another plain clothes Officer with him. He asked if I knew Wayne Brown. I said no. He questioned me as if I were lying. He stated that my address is the one this man had given in December of 2008. I told him my full name and informed him that we had been living here for nearly three years. He continued to interrogate me. Asking questions such as have I ever gotten mail for this person. While I was talking to him someone had opened my front door and was yelling, "Hello". I assumed this man was another Officer. I yelled back, "I'm back here" but he either did not hear me or was not going to enter my house. I finished talking to the Sheriff and carted my laundry to the living room. I glanced out the window and saw that there was yet another plain clothes Officer standing on my porch so without thinking I swung open the door. I apparently startled him because he proceeded to jump and place his hand on his gun holster. I said, "Oh my God, I am sooo glad you did not shoot me" and he replied, "me too"! You think? I told him that I had just talked to the Sheriff at the back door. He walked down to my driveway and huddled with two other officers and the two that had been in my back yard. I went back in and continued to fold laundry until there was yet another knock at my door. This time a different cop with a file folder containing some papers and a picture of the person that they were looking for. I told them he didn't look familiar and I hadn't seen him around at any of the neighbors' houses either. He walked back down to the driveway where they all spent a total of twenty minutes conversating. The only thing I could think is "Oh Lord, what must the neighbors think"! I am sure people think I am cooking up meth or something equally bad! I sure hope they find who they are looking for. Something worth noting I did ask if they could possibly look for my ex-husband, Alex's dead beat ex dad. No, I will have to find him myself.
Danielle and Alex both graduated yesterday! How proud am I? Alex is advancing to High School in the fall and Danielle will be attending college. During Danielle's ceremony the Principal thanked parents for supporting their children and called for them to stand. When I stood in that exact moment I was so overwhelmed with emotion that it seems like just yesterday that I was expelling her from my aching uterus. It felt exactly the same watching her stand in her cap and gown as the day the doctor laid her on my chest for the first time.
Alex was the most handsome boy in the eighth grade class. Though his ceremony was not filled with all the pomp and circumstance I was just as proud of him as I was Dani.
Alex is such an effortless comic. He has quick wit much like me. He said he and another boy and his name escapes me at the moment are in the "Sexy Club". Because they are sexy. He had Mandi and I laughing. We went to lunch with Mandi and then to Walmart after his ceremony. He was still in his suit and getting compliments. The cashier was probably in her late forties and told him he looked sharp. So he proceeds to say, "I am even pullin' old ladies"! That's right Player, think about the future, get the 401K hookup! He called Mandi tonight and introduced himself as the Founder of the Sexy Club and invited her to join the sexy club for only 19.99. BUT WAIT! If you act now we will double your sexy!
Danielle had many of her friends over last night for an impromptu graduation celebration. I believe at any given time there were about twenty of them. They were so loud, giggling and stomping through the house. I think that they were bouncing balls on the pool table. At one point, I told Danielle to tell her friend playing Rock Band that I was going to shove those drumsticks up his ass! Noisy little bastards! Danielle was not a very good hostess. She did not provide any snacks and since I haven't been to the grocery we didn't have any chips or other convenience food. Pretty much the only food in the house requires cooking. We stopped at Burger King on the way home but the other teenagers decided to get hungry at around 1:00. A couple of them wiped out the remainder of the loaf of bread making sandwiches and the two toaster strudels left in the freezer. So here I am at 2:30 in the morning baking cornbread, the easiest thing to throw together for a whole bunch of people! Danielle had one black friend that showed up and for some reason some of the White, Hispanic and Asian friends decided that I made the cornbread for him. Alex said, "Mom, that's real racist"...HOLD UP! I went to where they were all gathered in the basement and made it known that black folk don't own cornbread! Why does the world have to be so stereotypical?
Avery made me laugh the other day. She walked into the living room where I was watching TV holding a Barney shaped book next to her face and asked, "Mommy, does this book make me look fat"?
One day last week I was in the laundry room when there was a knock at my door. I didn't hear it being that I was in the basement until I actually began walking up the stairs to see a Sheriff standing in my back door. I put down my basket of clean laundry and opened the door to greet him. There was also another plain clothes Officer with him. He asked if I knew Wayne Brown. I said no. He questioned me as if I were lying. He stated that my address is the one this man had given in December of 2008. I told him my full name and informed him that we had been living here for nearly three years. He continued to interrogate me. Asking questions such as have I ever gotten mail for this person. While I was talking to him someone had opened my front door and was yelling, "Hello". I assumed this man was another Officer. I yelled back, "I'm back here" but he either did not hear me or was not going to enter my house. I finished talking to the Sheriff and carted my laundry to the living room. I glanced out the window and saw that there was yet another plain clothes Officer standing on my porch so without thinking I swung open the door. I apparently startled him because he proceeded to jump and place his hand on his gun holster. I said, "Oh my God, I am sooo glad you did not shoot me" and he replied, "me too"! You think? I told him that I had just talked to the Sheriff at the back door. He walked down to my driveway and huddled with two other officers and the two that had been in my back yard. I went back in and continued to fold laundry until there was yet another knock at my door. This time a different cop with a file folder containing some papers and a picture of the person that they were looking for. I told them he didn't look familiar and I hadn't seen him around at any of the neighbors' houses either. He walked back down to the driveway where they all spent a total of twenty minutes conversating. The only thing I could think is "Oh Lord, what must the neighbors think"! I am sure people think I am cooking up meth or something equally bad! I sure hope they find who they are looking for. Something worth noting I did ask if they could possibly look for my ex-husband, Alex's dead beat ex dad. No, I will have to find him myself.
Danielle and Alex both graduated yesterday! How proud am I? Alex is advancing to High School in the fall and Danielle will be attending college. During Danielle's ceremony the Principal thanked parents for supporting their children and called for them to stand. When I stood in that exact moment I was so overwhelmed with emotion that it seems like just yesterday that I was expelling her from my aching uterus. It felt exactly the same watching her stand in her cap and gown as the day the doctor laid her on my chest for the first time.
Alex was the most handsome boy in the eighth grade class. Though his ceremony was not filled with all the pomp and circumstance I was just as proud of him as I was Dani.
Alex is such an effortless comic. He has quick wit much like me. He said he and another boy and his name escapes me at the moment are in the "Sexy Club". Because they are sexy. He had Mandi and I laughing. We went to lunch with Mandi and then to Walmart after his ceremony. He was still in his suit and getting compliments. The cashier was probably in her late forties and told him he looked sharp. So he proceeds to say, "I am even pullin' old ladies"! That's right Player, think about the future, get the 401K hookup! He called Mandi tonight and introduced himself as the Founder of the Sexy Club and invited her to join the sexy club for only 19.99. BUT WAIT! If you act now we will double your sexy!
Danielle had many of her friends over last night for an impromptu graduation celebration. I believe at any given time there were about twenty of them. They were so loud, giggling and stomping through the house. I think that they were bouncing balls on the pool table. At one point, I told Danielle to tell her friend playing Rock Band that I was going to shove those drumsticks up his ass! Noisy little bastards! Danielle was not a very good hostess. She did not provide any snacks and since I haven't been to the grocery we didn't have any chips or other convenience food. Pretty much the only food in the house requires cooking. We stopped at Burger King on the way home but the other teenagers decided to get hungry at around 1:00. A couple of them wiped out the remainder of the loaf of bread making sandwiches and the two toaster strudels left in the freezer. So here I am at 2:30 in the morning baking cornbread, the easiest thing to throw together for a whole bunch of people! Danielle had one black friend that showed up and for some reason some of the White, Hispanic and Asian friends decided that I made the cornbread for him. Alex said, "Mom, that's real racist"...HOLD UP! I went to where they were all gathered in the basement and made it known that black folk don't own cornbread! Why does the world have to be so stereotypical?
Avery made me laugh the other day. She walked into the living room where I was watching TV holding a Barney shaped book next to her face and asked, "Mommy, does this book make me look fat"?
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