gsp Thoughts From A Diva: 6/20/04 - 6/27/04

Thoughts From A Diva

Random images and thoughts from a misplaced Minnesota Diva trying to survive in Wisconsin.

Saturday, June 26, 2004

Thinking Again...

I posted something the other day that I received in my e-mail.


I said I agreed with what it said. Cheeky said something about only parts of it being right.  Otherwise, it was “unashamedly selfish”.


It has really bothered me.  Today, I finally went back and read it again.


And he is right.


There are parts that I totally agree with.


But there are parts I disagree with.


I apologize if I offended anyone.  That was not my intent.


And thank you, Cheeky, for bringing it to my attention.


New Goal

Since I no longer need the funds to buy We-Fest tickets, I have set a new goal.


I am now going to start raising funds for Penny’s new handicap van.


I’m not sure how much money she will need, but anything will help.


You see, Penny has two special kids.  AJ has Cerebral Palsy and is, for the most part, blind.  We think he can see shapes and we know he can see shadows.  He is confined to his bed or a wheelchair.  And he is the most darling 7 year old you will ever see.  What a cutie!!


CJ is a rambunctious 13 year old.  She also has special needs, but Penny could tell you more than I can.


The van Penny is driving now is an older Dodge Caravan.  Early 90’s, I think.  It needs the engine rebuilt and it looks like it is on it’s last legs.


In order to take AJ places, she has a piece of plywood she places on the ground leading up to the sliding door.  Then she rolls the chair up into the van.  AJ has to sit in a special car seat.  Fortunately, he is still rather light, but eventually, she will not be able to lift him.  I worry about that every day.


So, if you know of anyone that can help, please pass this on.


Thank you.


We Fest

So, I have decided that since you guys won't help buy me We-Fest tickets, I am simply going to have to do it myself.

On Thursday, I will be purchasing my ticket. 3 days of Country Fun for $120.00. Woo-Hoo!!!

I can hardly wait!!!


I signed up for a GMail account.


If anyone wants one, let me know.  I’ve got 3 invites to send out.


Friday, June 25, 2004

Jessica Simpson

Is it just me, or does Jessica Simpson look like a Barbie Doll?


Harlequin Romance

Okay, I know I bitch about Asshole a lot.  I know he does a lot of things that piss me off.  And vice versa.


But last night, I remembered why we are together.  And just how much I love him.  And he loves me.


Maybe it is because we have spent so much time apart lately.  Or because the time we have spent together has been in the company of other guys that are total asses.  I don’t know, but I was completely happy last night.


As soon as I said I was going to bed, Asshole immediately said he would join me.  We lay in bed and talked for quite a while.  Then we made love like we hadn’t done in ages.  It was wonderful.


Afterwards, we fell asleep with me wrapped in his arms.  It was like something out of a trashy novel.


What a wonderful feeling!


Is Jerry Drooling?

This just proves that not all the people that belong on Jerry Springer are unknowns.

"He was previously involved with actress Shar Jackson, of TV's 'Moesha.' They have a 2-year-old daughter together and are expecting another baby in July."

Excuse me? Obviously that relationship is not completely over.

I think they both need to spend some more time growing up.

The Dog

Remember the dog from last week? The one we found on the side of the road?

Well, I turned the dog over to Animal Control on Wednesday last week so we could go peacefully on our vacation.

On Tuesday of this week, I received a phone call from the owner of the dog. She was completely shook up. She was in tears.

After much go-round with the AC guy, we finally found the dog at the Humane Society.

Owner and dog are together again.

Did I mention the owner is 84 years old and the dog is 13?

the friday five

the friday five

What is the nicest thing anyone has ever done for you?

We broke down in Fargo and had no way to get home. The water pump went out on the car. It was a week before Christmas. We went into a restaurant to get the kids something to eat and figure out what we were going to do. The waitress asked what was wrong. Next thing we knew, the owner of the restaurant came over and said he was paying for the car to be fixed. And since it would take a few days, he gave us a ride all the home. We lived about 70 miles from Fargo. I will never forget that.

What's the nicest thing you've done for someone else?

I cannot let anyone live on the streets. I have opened my doors for several friends that needed a place to live and get back on their feet.

What one thing do you wish you had done?

Told my friends how much they meant to me.

What is your biggest regret?

That I never really got a chance to properly thank the restaurant owner.

What is your greatest accomplishment?

My children.

Friday's Feast - a buffet for your brain

Friday's Feast - a buffet for your brain

Briefly describe your living room.

Overcrowded. Large picture window. Lots of wood trim. Humongous entertainment center.

List 3 things you'd like to accomplish before the end of 2004.

Learn to ride a motorcycle.
Buy a new car.
Find a great job.

When you're online, what do you spend the most time reading/playing/doing? Suggest a site for us to visit.

I spend most of my time reading blogs or playing stupid games.
Stupid game: Chainz

Main Course
What would the title of your autobiography be?

I've Been Everywhere...

What time do you usually go to bed?

Whenever I pass out. Sometime between 10:00pm and 1:00am.

Friday Fiver

Friday Fiver:

1.Do you have a driver's license? How old were you?

I was 16 when I got my first driver's license.

2. Who taught you how to drive?

My brother taught me how to drive. But my dad taught me how to drive stick.

3. Cars: first, current and pie-in-the-sky future?

The first car I ever owned was a little 4-door Fiat when I lived in Sicily. It was white and totally beat up. We had a lot of fun in it. Maybe I will post a picture of it later.
My current vehicle is a 1993 Mercury Villager. It has 180,000 miles on it. But it is completely paid for.
I will be buying a Mini Cooper by next February. Hopefully yellow and a convertible. That is what I want.

4. Napster/Kazaa/Filesharing: A crime or the Best Thing Ever?

You know, I'm not sure about this. I have conflicting feelings about this subject. I think I will just let it go at that.

5. You've just inherited $35 million dollars. Show me how you'd spend it.

I would pay off all my bills, my parents bills, Penny's bills.
I would buy Penny a new handicapped van for AJ. With all the extras.
I would sponsor my brother-in-law's race car so he could go NASCAR.
I would buy a new house here in Southern Minnesota, and one in Northern Minnesota on the lake.
I would design and build my own house.
I would buy a condo in Las Vegas.
I would put money away for each of my children that they receive when they graduate college or turn 25.
I would put money away for Penny's children to be cared for the rest of their lives.
I would invest a lot of money to grow and take care of me for the rest of my life.
I would take as many family members/friends as I could on a cruise to the Bahamas and Disney World.
I would spend my days doing volunteer work.
I would buy a farm for animals that just need a place to retire and go to the beyond.
After that, I would just enjoy.


I think I just gave myself a concussion.

A few months ago, I bought a really nice treadmill at a garbage sale. It was only $5 an still had all the original paperwork with it. The lady selling it said her husband had broken the front roller on it and they just didn't want to go through the trouble of fixing it.

So I bought it. For $5.

I got it home and found out they had bought it in 2001 at Sam's Club for $499.

I went online and checked out the part I needed. $54 inluding shipping.

I finally ordered the part last week. It arrived on Tuesday. I finally got it installed today.

As I was wrestling with the machine trying to get the front roller on correctly, I stood up too quickly and smacked my head on one of the hand bars.

It knocked me off my feet. I laid on my side and damn near cried for 5 minutes. I truly saw stars.

Brat was asking me what was wrong and I couldn't even answer.

Now I have a huge goose egg on top of my head and a raging headache. And things seem to get woozy now and then.


Mail Call

I did not write this, but I agree with it.


I like big cars, big boats, big motorcycles, big houses and big campfires.

I believe the money I make belongs to me and my family, not some governmental stooge with a bad comb-over who wants to give it away to crack addicts for squirting out babies.

Guns do not make you a killer. I think killing makes you a killer. You can kill someone with a baseball bat or a car, but no one is trying to ban you from driving to the ball game.

I believe they are called the Boy Scouts for a reason, that is why there are no girls allowed. Girls belong in the Girl Scouts!

I think that if you feel homosexuality is wrong, it is not a phobia, it is an opinion. I don't think being a minority makes you a victim of anything except numbers.

The only things I can think of that are truly discriminatory are things like the United Negro College Fund, Jet Magazine, Black Entertainment Television, and Miss Black America. Try to have things like the United Caucasian College Fund, Cloud Magazine, White Entertainment Television, or Miss White America and see what happens. Jesse Jackson will be knocking down your door.

I have the right "NOT" to be tolerant of others because they are different, weird, or tick me off.

When 70% of the people who get arrested are black, in cities where 70%of the population is black, that is not racial profiling, it is the law of statistics.

I know what sex is, and there are not varying degrees of it. If I received sex from one of my subordinates in my office, it wouldn't be a private matter or my personal business. It would be "FIRED" immediately!

I believe that if you are selling me a milk shake, a pack of cigarettes, a newspaper or a hotel room, you must do it in English! As a matter of fact, if you want to be an American citizen you should have to speak English!.

My father and grandfather should not have died in vain so you can leave the countries you were born in to come over and disrespect ours.

I think the police should have every right to shoot your sorry ass if you threaten them after they tell you to stop. If you can't understand the order "freeze" or "stop" in English, see the above lines.

I feel much safer letting a machine with no political affiliation recount votes when needed. I know what the definition of lying is.

I don't think just because you were not born in this country, you are qualified for any special loan programs, government sponsored bank loans or tax breaks, etc., so you can open a hotel, coffee shop, trinket store, or any other business.

We did not go to the aid of certain foreign countries and risk our lives in wars to defend their freedoms so that decades later they could come over here and tell us our constitution is a living document and open to their interpretations.

I don't hate the rich. I don't pity the poor. I know wrestling is fake, but so are movies and television, and that doesn't stop you from watching them. I believe a self-righteous liberal or conservative with a cause is more dangerous than a Hell's Angel with an attitude.

I think Bill Gates has every right to keep every penny he made and continue to make more. If it ticks you off, go and invent the next operating system that's better and put your name on the building Ask your buddy that invented the Internet to help you..

It doesn't take a whole village to raise a child right, but it does take a parent to stand up to the kid and smack his/her little ass when necessary and say "NO".

I think tattoos and piercing are fine if you want them, but please don't pretend they are a political statement. And please stay home until that new lip ring heals, I don't want to look at your ugly infected mouth as you serve me french fries!

I am sick of "Political Correctness" and of all the suck ups that go along with it I know a lot of black people, and not a single one of them was born in Africa, so how can they be "African Americans"?

Besides, Africa is a continent. I don't go around saying I am a European-American because my great, great, great, great, great, great grandfather was from Europe. I am proud to be from America and no where else.

And if you don't like my point of view, tough!



Thursday, June 24, 2004

A New Meme

From Victor. You know how this works. Just highlight the ones you have seen.

1. CITIZEN KANE (1941)
2. CASABLANCA (1942)
6. THE WIZARD OF OZ (1939)
7. THE GRADUATE (1967)
10. SINGIN' IN THE RAIN (1952)
14. SOME LIKE IT HOT (1959)
15. STAR WARS (1977)
16. ALL ABOUT EVE (1950)
18. PSYCHO (1960)
19. CHINATOWN (1974)
22. 2001: A SPACE ODYSSEY (1968)
24. RAGING BULL (1980)
26. DR. STRANGELOVE (1964)
31. ANNIE HALL (1977)
33. HIGH NOON (1952)
41. WEST SIDE STORY (1961)
42. REAR WINDOW (1954)
43. KING KONG (1933)
47. TAXI DRIVER (1976)
48. JAWS (1975)
53. AMADEUS (1984)
56. M*A*S*H (1970)
57. THE THIRD MAN (1949)
58. FANTASIA (1940)
61. VERTIGO (1958)
62. TOOTSIE (1982)
63. STAGECOACH (1939)
66. NETWORK (1976)
69. SHANE (1953)
71. FORREST GUMP (1994)
72. BEN-HUR (1959)
74. THE GOLD RUSH (1925)
76. CITY LIGHTS (1931)
78. ROCKY (1976)
79. THE DEER HUNTER (1978)
80. THE WILD BUNCH (1969)
81. MODERN TIMES (1936)
82. GIANT (1956)
83. PLATOON (1986)
84. FARGO (1996)
85. DUCK SOUP (1933)
88. EASY RIDER (1969)
89. PATTON (1970)
90. THE JAZZ SINGER (1927)
91. MY FAIR LADY (1964)
92. A PLACE IN THE SUN (1951)
93. THE APARTMENT (1960)
94. GOODFELLAS (1990)
95. PULP FICTION (1994)
96. THE SEARCHERS (1956)
98. UNFORGIVEN (1992)

66 total. I think.

I Object!

What was he thinking?????

Joke For The Day

Two old ladies are sitting on a park bench smoking their cigarettes when it starts to rain.

The one old lady pulls a condom out of her purse, cuts off the end, and places the condom over the cigarette. Thus, her cigarette is not getting wet.

The other old lady thinks this is a pretty good idea.

So she goes to the drug store and asks the guy at the counter for a whole box of condoms.

"What size?" he asks.

"Big enough to fit a Camel."

Blog It Forward

Buzz is sponsoring another Blog It Forward Day!

Here are my picks for the day:

ShaunaCat is a great read. She is entertaining and fun to read. And the best thing is that she doesn't make me feel like a total dumbass.

I like Kim's blog. She has a great perspective on the world. (Oh, and I love the picture on her blog!)

Moxygen always has a lot to say. She talks about things I like to read about it. She is one of the newest members of my blogroll.

So there are my picks. Now your turn to do three of them.


I have decided to read every blog on my blogroll today.

I am going to comment on every one of them.

Just because I am bored.

UPDATE: I have visited every blog on the list. And commented on all the ones I could. Some of them don't have comments.


Norman has a cute post asking about cats. (And I only called it cute to irritate him :))

One of his questions is about naming your cat.

I find that my cats go through several names before I find one that fits.

The two cats I have now had a couple different names before their current ones. Usually it takes about two weeks for me to find a name that sticks.

My older cat was originally called Spike. He actually had that name for quite a while. In the last couple of years, his name has changed to Fat Cat. Just because he is fat.

He is almost pure black with two small white spots. One on his chest and one around where his balls would be if he had any.

My other cat went through too many names to list when he was first born. Now he is called Snotface. You know, from the movie Drop Dead Fred. He fits that name perfectly.

He is a white cat with black ears and tail. He also has a small black spot on his back.

Snotface is my birdkiller, mousecatcher and bunny chaser. He loves to hunt and will spend almost all night outside hunting. He is a true Minnesota kitty. It doesn't matter if it is 20 below outside, he will spend at least some time outside. He hates to be locked up.

Those are my kitties. I love my cats and can't imagine life without them.

Wednesday, June 23, 2004

Mad Pussy

Mad Pussy: "I like my chocolate like my men � Big, thick and with a deliciously creamy filling."

I just liked the quote. Blog looks like it is going to be great reading.


Hello to all the wonderful people arriving here via Eric's place.

Yes, he is correct, I do have a major crush on him. *sigh*

Maybe someday I will actually get to meet him in real life. He is my first online crush, ya know.

Why Eric? Former Marine, Good Ol' Southern Boy, lover of fine liquors. And damn fine looking. What else do I need to say?

Too bad he's married...

Message From Iraq

I recieved this from a friend stationed in Iraq. Just thought I would pass it on.
Hello All -

The News Tribune (Tacoma, WA) is sending a reporter and photographer to Iraq to spend a few weeks with 81st Brigade soldiers. In reading the current story about their upcoming stay, I found that the News Tribune has a web page where stories about my unit are collected. You may have to register for a free subscription to the on-line paper, but there should be some good insights into life here at LSA Anaconda and elsewhere in Iraq over the next few weeks if you want an objective perspective.

Let me know if you read anything that you have questions about and I'll try to fill in the details. Sorry I haven't had the inspiration for a more personal update on life here the past few weeks. Many of you know I returned home for a couple of weeks in late May to be with Anne while she had a scheduled surgery. I arrived back here on June 13th to find that the temperatures had really climbed while I was back in the beautiful Pacific Northwest. Most mornings it is over 100 degrees before 10:00 AM. The afternoon high temps are consistently 115-120, and it only "cools" off to about 85 over night. Funny that is about the high for Seattle on these nice summer days! It was surprisingly a little cooler yesterday and you could actually feel the difference. I never thought I'd say, "It's not quite as warm today as it was yesterday!" when it was 108 degrees.

The legal business here is steady providing advice and counsel to the commander and dealing with soldier misconduct. We've had a couple of guys who decided to have patches and devices sewn on their uniforms that they didn't earn. One was wearing a Ranger tab, which is a huge 'no-no' and any Ranger who earned his would willingly rip the tab and the arm to which it is attached right off the body of an unauthorized wearer. The other guy was wearing a combat patch for a division that last saw action in Korea and was de-activated in the early '60s before the guy was even born. If we could just charge the offense of "stupidity" we could get rid of most of the other articles of the Uniform Code of Military Justice. I don't remember if I reported about the theft of two 9mm pistols while we were at Ft. Irwin, but the thieving soldier's wife found them in a duffle bag at her house and called the sherrif. Apparently, the relationship between the soldier and his wife was already on the wane and his ticket home will likely involve about a two-year layover at Ft. Leavenworth. Shakespeare was right. "Hell hath no fury...."

The work hours are starting to fall into a bit more of a routine, too. I've been working out early three mornings a week and am in the office about 8:00 where the first priority is to make up a fresh pot of coffee! I've been waiting to go to dinner until about 7:00 because the sun starts to go down and you can almost tolerate the walk to the chow hall. We've given up walking in the middle of the day unless absolutely necessary. I'm back in the office for an hour or so after dinner, but usually just to check e-mail from the states and Anne and I have been using an Army-sponsored Instant Messenger to chat. The 11 hour time difference from Washington limits the hours that we are awake at the same time, but we've managed to connect up in the morning and evening whenever possible. The computer network seems to be more reliable than it was when we first arrived, but it occasionally just drops out...which I guess is no different than internet connections anywhere else in the world.

We are all waiting (is it eagerly or anxiously?) to see how the June 30 transfer of power to the interim Iraqi government will affect things here. There are several structural changes in the works with the re-constitution of the Iraqi armed forces, including re-naming the Iraqi Civil Defense Corps (ICDC) the Iraqi National Guard. We have a battalion of ICDC here at Anaconda that my unit has been training and working with, so there will be some change there. Otherwise, we are watching the news along with the rest of the world with the strong hope that the Iraqi people who want self-governance and a free society will be more successful than those who want to dominate everyone else.

Not much else newsworthy from here, so I'll wrap this up.

Take care.


Some of you are probably wondering why my posts seem to have lots of different fonts.

I don't do it on purpose..not really anyway.

If I post from, the posts are in Comic Sans.

If I post from my e-mail, they are in Bradley Hand ITC.

If I post from the Google Toolbar, they are in some boring font I haven't figured out yet.

So, once I have figured out a font I like, I will let you all know and then the blog will be back to normal.

In the meantime, enjoy the little changes of pace now and then.

Blogging Start

This is the first blog I ever read. Actually, it was an earlier version of this blog on

He got me hooked. wasn't bad for a startup blog, but I am glad I moved away from it. I know some day I will move away from Blogger, but for now, it works for me.

Thanks, Buddha, for getting me started.

Tuesday, June 22, 2004

Another Quiz

Results...: "gi joe
You're GI Joe with the Kung Fu Grip!! You're
strong, tough, and know how to kick some ass.
Don't forget though, no matter how manly you
think you are, you're still just a doll. God
Bless America.

What childhood toy from the 80s are you?
brought to you by Quizilla"

Tuesday Is Chooseday

tuesday is chooseday

either leave your answers or a link to your webpage with your responses.

    Would you rather:
  1. hear somebody breaking into your house and all you have is a bat OR an unloaded gun?
  2. A baseball bat. Aluminum. I can beat someone within an inch of their lives with that.

  3. walk barefoot over 6 feet of roaches OR 6 feet of thumbtacks?
  4. Thumbtacks. I would never make it over the roaches. Eeewww!!!

  5. after playing a game of beach volleyball for over an hour, have only a pitcher of milk to refresh you OR a pot of fresh-brewed coffee?
  6. Eeeewwww!! I guess I would have to go for the coffee. Milk makes me hurl.

  7. at a neighbor's party, be caught picking food out of the trash and eating it OR going through their dirty laundry and sniffing it?
  8. Dirty laundry. I would just be considered a pervert.

Good News

There may be very good news in my future.

I am involved in a lawsuit, and it now appears it is going to settle soon.

This will mean a rather large paycheck for me.

I hope so.

Happy Birthday!

Today is Meggie’s birthday.


She turns 10 today.  She will be posting later about all the stuff she got.


I took her to dinner at Applebee’s last night.  She decided she was too big for the kid’s menu.


That girl ate an entire house sirloin.  I was amazed.


I am very proud of her.  She is a beautiful girl and I think she will grow into a beautiful young lady.


The ABC's of Me

Stolen from Irk.


Act your age? 37
Born on what day of the week? Wednesday.  Al my siblings were also born on Wednesday
Chore you hate? – Doing the dishes
Dad’s name? - Karl
Essential makeup item? – Mascara, I guess.
Favorite actor? – Kevin Costner
Gold or silver? - Silver
Hometown? – Grew up in Pendleton, OR.  Call Vegas my hometown.
Instruments you play? – Some guitar, some piano, some saxophone.
Job title? – Unemployed
Kids? – With a little salt and some Worcestershire sauce.
Living arrangements? – With above-mentioned kids, an Asshole and a Weasel.  Oh and 2 cats.
Mom’s name? - Donella
Need? – A new drug
Overnight hospital stays? – For kids and kidney stones
Phobias? – Heights.  Awful
Quote you like? – “I believe in the church of Baseball.”
Religious affiliation? - Pagan
Siblings? – 2 sisters and 1 brother
Time you wake up? – Varies.  Sometime between 6:30 and 8:00am
Unique talent? – I can whinny like a horse
Vegetable you refuse to eat? – Most of them.
Worst habit? – Too many to decide.
X-rays you’ve had? – Too many to count (What can I say? I’m a klutz!)
Yummy food you make? – According to Penny – Oof-Dah Tacos.
Zodiac Sign? – Aries



Stolen from Tommy.


Where Were You When...

1. Where were you when you heard that Ronald Reagan died?

Reading stuff on the internet.

2. Where were you on September 11, 2001?

I was in my bedroom in Stacy, MN.  Asshole and I were talking about our upcoming move to Southern Minnesota.


Puky knocked on the door and said a plane had his the WTC.  I assumed a small plane.   Then he came back and told us we needed to come out and see it.


I remember walking into the living room and all three kids were glued to the TV.  I can remember watching the second plane hit and the buildings fall.  All through a veil of tears.


I hugged Asshole so hard and cried and cried.  To this day I cannot watch it or read about it without crying.   Even now.

3. Where were you when you heard that Princess Diana died?

I was alone in the apartment in Carson City, NV.  Actually, the kids were upstairs asleep.  But I was alone.  I was sitting in my big red chair watching some stupid show on TV and they came on with the news.


I watched as much of the coverage as I could.

4. Do you remember where you were when you heard Kurt Cobain had died?

Nope.  Didn’t affect me that way.

5. Take one for The Gipper: What’s your favorite flavor of jelly bean?

Don’t like Jelly Beans.  Only Jelly Bellys.  And I like the Roasted Marshmallow ones.

6. Where were you when Magic Johnson announced he was retiring from the NBA due to AIDS?

No clue.  I only vaguely remember that.

7. Where were you when Reagan was shot?

I don’t remember.

8.Where were you when the Challenger exploded?

I’m not sure

9. Where were you when the 0J verdict was announced?

I don’t remember the verdict.  I do remember where I was during the chase.  I was in the hospital in labor.  Brat was born that week and it was the only thing on TV.


Stolen from Nee.


  1. What is your favorite musical artist/group now?  Toby Keith/Montgomery Gentry
  2. What was your favorite musical artist/group ten years ago? Metallica
  3. What was your favorite musical artist/group twenty years ago? Eurythmics
  4. What was the first song you remember liking as a child (other than nursery rhymes)? Wildfire by Michael Martin Murphy
  5. What was the first album you bought (and what format - Vinyl, Cassette, CD, 8-track)? Vinyl – Peter Frampton Winds of Change
  6. What artist/genre do you listen to when sitting in traffic/commuting? Country or Old Rock depending on the mood.
  7. What artist/genre do you listen to to create a romantic mood? Celtic
  8. What artist/genre do you listen to to ensure you’ll get laid? Metallica
  9. What artist/genre do you listen to on long road trips? Everything.  Stuff gets boring after a while.
  10. What artist/genre do you listen to when you’re depressed or angry? Don’t listen to music then.
  11. What song would you pick if you were to perform a strip-tease in a club? Cherry Pie



Stolen from Kim


Last Cigarette: 1993

Last Alcoholic Drink: Saturday night – Mucho Mudslide last night

Last Car Ride: Last night to Wal-Mart

Last Kiss: Last Wednesday

Last Good Cry: Couple weeks ago

Last Library Book checked out: Been a year or two.

Last Movie Seen in Theater: Couple weeks ago. Saw Shrek 2

Last Book Read: Am reading Living History by Hilary Clinton

Last Movie Rented: Peter Pan

Last Cuss Word Uttered: Who knows?  Probably something at another driver last night.

Last Beverage Drank: Mucho Mudslide at Applebee’s last night

Last Food Consumed: Honey Salmon & Garlic Mashed Potatoes

Last Crush: Eric

Last Phone Call: Asshole called yesterday to say he would be home today

Last TV Show Watched: The Rugrats (Brat is watching TV)

Last Time Showered: Yesterday morning

Last Shoes Worn: High tops

Last CD Played: No clue. Been a while

Last Item Bought: paint for the bathroom.

Last Download: Music from Mel

Last Annoyance: The puddle of water in the hallway

Last Disappointment: Finding out Asshole wasn’t coming home until next week sometime.

Last Soda: Coke yesterday on the way home.

Last Thing Written: see below

Last Key Used: House

Last Word(s) Spoken: good morning to Brat

Last Sleep: Last night.  Midnight to 6:30am

Last IM: Sometime last week to Penny

Last Sexual Fantasy: Hmmm…I’ll get back to you

Last Weird Encounter: I dunno

Last Ice Cream Eaten: I stole a bite of Brat’s ice cream cone yesterday

Last Time Amused: Last night flirting at Wal-Mart

Last Time Wanting To Die: February of this year.  Right before I was terminated from that loser job.

Last Time Hugged: Yesterday.  By Penny.

Last Time Scolded: About a week ago.

Last Time Resentful: Yesterday.

Last Chair Sat In: At Penny’s house.

Last Underwear Worn: white ones yesterday

Last Bra Worn: My only real bra.  Wore it yesterday

Last Shirt Worn: Black sleeveless yesterday

Last Webpage Visited:  Kim’s


Decision Made

This post by Trailer Park Girl has sealed my decision.

The kids and I will be leaving in Mid-July for Oregon. We were supposed to leave on July 24, but now, we will be leaving on the 17th.

We are actually headed for Idaho for my sister's wedding, but my brother has been asking us to drive to the Oregon Coast first.

And since neither child can remember seeing the ocean, it is time to go.

Buttboy was 2 last time he saw the ocean. And the Brat has never seen it.

Yes, we definitely need to do that.

Monday, June 21, 2004

Home Again, Home Again

Well, we got home safely.  Saw a couple of accidents, but nothing horrific.


What was horrific was what we found at home.


For the five days we were gone, the toilet leaked.  And leaked. And leaked.


When we got home, the bathroom, hallway and basement were flooded. The landlord came right over and had it fixed in a matter of minutes, but it took us 2 hours to clean up the mess.  I’ll be doing laundry for the next few days non-stop.


Anyway, we had a great time on the river and with Penny.  Very glad to be home.


But I already miss her.



My friend We-Fester has come out of the closet.  She has started her own blog.  I’m not sure she has written anything on there yet, but it should be a fun read.


She is my best friend in the world and I love her to death.  But she wears my ass out!  I cannot keep up with her.  She has the energy of ten people.


She has two wonderful kids.  Both of whom are very special.


This weekend, we would go to bed about 1am and she would be up and going by 6.  And go non-stop all day.  Cooking, cleaning, playing, laughing.  She amazes me constantly.


I nominated her for Mother Of The Year once.  She was a finalist, but since she refused to leave her kids behind to go to the Cities for the ceremony, they chose another woman.


How wrong is that?


Anyway, go give her some words of encouragement.



Rob and Eric have both talked about guns.


I do not allow guns in my house.  I don’t like guns.  They make me nervous.


But I do think every child in the US/World should learn how to use and handle a gun.  They should all learn how to clean one and shoot one.   I think if I had been taught how to use them as a child, I would not be so stressed about them now.


I do not want one in the house now, because I do not know how to handle one. Oh, I can shoot one.  And damn well, but I do not know what to do with it otherwise.


Asshole wants to buy a hunting rifle.  I have finally consented only if it is kept in a locked gun cabinet with the bullets locked up, too.  And it is not to be in my living room.


Guns in the wrong hands can be very deadly.  And I don’t want that happening in my house.



Well, we have had a great weekend.  For the most part.


We drove up to Northern Minnesota on Wednesday.  I had forgotten how much construction was going on in Minneapolis.  It took 2-1/2 hours to go from Lakeville to Maple Grove.  That usually takes about an hour.


It sucked the big one.


On Thursday, we went shopping and goofed off most of the day.  Then that night, we had a fire and roasted hot dogs and made smores.  Yummy!


On Friday, we were supposed to go tubing on the river, but it was to cold.  So we stayed home and made Ooof-Dah Tacos (known to the rest of the world as Indian Tacos).  And we baked a birthday cake for the Brat.  We let her frost and decorate it herself.  She put a golf course on it! Silly girl is spending way too much time on the golf course!


On Saturday, we were going to try tubing again, but it was too cold again.  So we went shopping again.  Garage sales this time.  We found all sorts of cool deals.  About the third stop, we were at this little sale.  We didn’t think we would find anything.  There were all sort of Matchbox cars and train sets.  And then I saw it…An entire table of Tarot cards and goblets and books on magick!!  I was so excited!!!!  I spent quite a bit of money there.


Then Saturday night, we made fondue.  We made a breading and dipped cheese curds in it.  Then we fried them in the fondue pot.  We also did mini-wieners.  Yummy!  I ate WAY too much!


Today is Sunday.  We are definitely going tubing today.  It is absolutely beautiful outside.  We are supposed to go home today, but I am thinking about staying until tomorrow.  No reason to rush home, right?


Comfort Zones

Rob has a post about Comfort Zones.  He talks about how changing a person’s clothes will take away their comfort zone.


I had to think about this one for a while.  I very rarely wear the same types of clothing anymore.


When I was younger, I always wore western looking clothes.  You know – cowboy boots, prairie skirts, that type of thing.


Now, I wear whatever.  I don’t really have a style.


I also have pierced ears, including a cartilage piercing in my right ear.  I also have a pierced eyebrow.  And I have 3 tattoos.


But those are also not my comfort zone.  If they were gone, it would be no big deal.


My comfort zone is my boobs.  Yes, I said my boobs.


If I were to get breast cancer and lose my boobs, I would be lost.  People are always asking me why I don’t get a boob reduction.  The answer is simple – I can’t.  They are who I am.


I have worn a bra since I was 8 years old.  I cannot imagine life without my breasts. Even though they get in the way of almost everything (I can’t even swing a golf club!), I wouldn’t trade them for anything.


I am most at home with my boobs still in front of me.



Eric talks about religion in one of his posts.


He makes some very valid points.  Especially about using religion as a power.  He says it is not present only in Muslims and he is correct.


We are seeing that in the US even today.  We see people pushing Christianity every day.  There are a multitude of religious channels on television.


How many do you see that are not Christian or Christian based?  I have only seen one non-Christian religion-based television show.  And that show is on a Public channel in Springfield, MO.


Is that the best this country can do?  One pagan show for the millions of pagans out there?


Yes, religion is a power trip.  Look how the Pope has basically ruled the world for centuries.  All because he was a religious leader.  His predecessors have had people killed just for looking the wrong way.


And yet, we call the Muslims evil?  Yes, there are bad apples in every barrel.  We all know that.  But don’t condemn the religion for the acts of the zealots.


I know this is rambling an probably doesn’t make sense, but it really bothers me.