He's Home!

Asshole came home yesterday!

I am so happy!! So blogging will be very light this weekend.

Compatibility

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I am 75% compatible with Michelle.

Survivor: Vanuatu

Survivor starts RIGHT NOW!!!

UPDATE: Did you guys see that huge ass spider crawl in front of the camera while the girls were discussing whether to keep walking or stop?

Politics

Ex-mayor forced to give DNA sample

Politics (and politicians) are the same all over the world.

Bombers bribed way on to jets

This story makes me really leary of flying.

Especially planes that come from overseas. Who knows who could be on them?

Oh, and did anyone else hear about this story? I haven't seen it anywhere except on the Australian News site.

My Kind of Pickup

Now this is my kind of pickup!

I don't want a little wussie of a pickup. Nor do I want to be a soccer mom and drive a Hummer.

I want a TRUCK. I love big rigs. And this truck is as close as I am going to come for a long time. Someday I will have my CDL, but until then...

I WANT ONE!!!

Wish List

I've added a Wish List on my sidebar.

Not sure why.

Just bored, I think.

New Blog

I have made a new blog. It is called Diva's Jokes and that is where I will be posting all of my e-mail jokes and pass-along things from now on.

I hadn't been posting a lot of them because that isn't what I wanted to use this space for, but I thought others might want to see them, too.

Anyway, check it out.

Love

I have been thinking a lot about love lately.

I do a lot of flirting. Especially online. I love to flirt - I always have.

Fortunately, I have a man in my life that understands that. There is no jealousy there. He understands that I just like to flirt. I have no desire to go home with someone else.

Yes, I call him an asshole. On here and to his face. Because he is an asshole. There are times I absolutely want to kill him.

On the other hand, there are times I can't imagine life without him.

I haven't seen or spoken to him since Sunday. He is over at the boss' house again this week.

I miss him terribly, but I know that when he gets back, things will be okay for a while. Then he will start to irritate me again.

Why? Why can't we all just get along? (sorry)

Anyway, I love the man. I just can't help it. I only wish he weren't so negative. I am such an optimist, and he is a pessimist. Sometimes, I can barely stand to be around him because he is so negative.

I can wish for him to change, but he never will. That's not being pessimistic, that is being realistic.

Are we married? No. I told him I would marry him when the Vikings win the Superbowl. I think I'm pretty safe.

Will I marry him then? Yes.

Would I marry him today? If he came home with a ring...yes.

Ask me again in a week. I will probably say no.

Bits & Pieces

Well, just after I posted my last entry, Microsoft decided it needed to crash my system.

I downloaded SP2 for WinXP and lost everything.

It took 3 hours on the phone with Compaq tech support to get me up and running again.

I don't understand why they give you "restore disks" instead of the disks needed to re-install everything. It would make life so much easier if I could have just reformatted and reloaded what I wanted to reload instead of having to reload everything.

Oh well. At least it is fixed now.

Had a lovely thunderstorm yesterday. Had to go out and pick up everything that blew off the porch. We were under a tornado watch, but we never saw anything that severe.

Did I tell you I found a job? I start Monday. I am going to be a customer service rep for the phone company. Call center stuff, but I don't mind. Decent pay and decent hours.

Asshole comes home tomorrow. Yea!!!!! I am getting really sick of being apart.

I'd Like To Buy The World A Coke

Songwriter Billy Davis, 72, who penned the iconic 1971 commercial jingle "I'd Like to Buy the World a Coke," died at his New York home Sept. 2, reports The New York Times. No cause of death was announced. Besides the famous ad, Davis, a Detroit musician, also wrote songs for Aretha Franklin, Marvin Gaye, James Brown and the Supremes.

That is the song that plays when my cell phone rings.

Patriot Day

So, what did you do on September 11? I did what a good American should do.

I went to a truck show.

The proceeds all went to Toys For Tots. There was a truck pull with no prize money. Just bragging rights.

I have pics that as soon as I get them developed, I will post them.

At the beginning of the pulls, the announcer read an e-mail from one of the drivers that had been sent to Afghanistan. It was a beautiful, touching letter about the good the Americans are doing there.

He received a standing ovation.

Then the Marine Corps Color Guard brought out the flags. We all stood as the announcer started to sing the National Anthem. No music, just his voice, which was soon joined by almost 3000 more voices as we all sang with him.

I don't think there was a dry eye in the house.

Then they dedicated the pulls to another young driver who lost his life in the last year. Cancer I think.

Another standing ovation.

We saw lots of great pulls. And no one broke, so they can all still go back to work today. Did I mention there are all working trucks. Not just trucks made specifically for pulling. Pretty cool.

At the end of the night, they turned off all the lights on the track and the trucks circled the track with nothing but their chicken lights on.

It was sooooo cool!!!!

And as they were circling, they played trucking songs and patriotic songs. Everyone sang along.

I have never felt more American.

Hello Again

Well, we got all moved in. I haven't got everything unpacked, but that isn't unusual.

This place is a lot smaller, but should be easier to keep clean! The cats have adjusted and are doing their usual running around.

Both kids seem to like their schools. The Brat is doing very well.

Buttboy is also doing well. But he will not be graduating in June. He will be 2 credits short. So he will graduate in the fall. Then he is planning on becoming a Marine. He was going to go in the Army, but they jerked him around. So he has decided to join the Marines instead.

I would rather have him in the Marines.

As for me, I am still looking for a job. I have had a couple of interviews, but nothing solid yet. I have to go down to the phone company on Monday for a "customer service test". If I pass it, I should be hired on there as a customer service rep. Call center setting, but I like doing that kind of thing.

Asshole has been working a lot. He paid the first month rent on this place. That helped a lot. Only problem with him working so much is I never see him.

When he is working, he stays at his boss' place. It used to be that the boss would come pick him up and then they would travel wherever the work was. And he was home almost every night.

Ever since I came back from my trip, he has been staying with the boss at his new place. The boss is refusing to pick him up anymore.

As soon as I can find a job, I think Asshole is going to quit and find a local job. At least I hope so. As much as I complain about him, I still really miss him when he is gone.

I hope you guys are having fun.

A Father's Worst Nightmare

I feel so bad for the father in this story.

I can't even imagine what it would be like to find out your daughter had been killed by finding them at the accident scene.

It scares me to even think about losing one of my kids.