I know I've stated before, but just to reiterate, I have lived in WV for 25 years. One might think I may have become accustomed to the weather around here, but every year I have higher expectations than I should.
See, you know how banks and financial institutions have "teaser rates"? Well, WV has "teaser temperatures" every year.
We'll get a spot of decent warmer than normal weather and then get thrust right back into the shit of Winter.
Yesterday, there were even some snow flurries and the forecast calls for more of the same later in the week.
All of it just leaves me feeling blah and uninspired. And because of the stupid time change back in November, it's dark when we wake up and it's dark by the time we're eating dinner.
It's downright depressing, I tell ya.
I think I might have to start visiting the tanning bed once or twice a week - just to get my fill of UV rays!
I know it's supposed to be bad for the skin, but I've read that 15 minutes a day of full sun exposure, for natural Vitamin D, is good for us. I think I'm going to stick with that story.
In fact, our insurance should cover tanning bed visits! It's preventative medicine!
I know it seems self-indulgent, but for me, it's better than therapy. I'm going to find a place close by today, so I can sign up now.
I can go on tricking myself about the weather.
Monday, February 16, 2009
I'm On Vacation
Today is President's Day, so the Evil Twin and Buddy are off for the day. I'm taking it as a vacation day as well.
I do have some laundry to do, but other than that, I have a feeling it's going to be a very laid back day.
Yesterday, we decided to go to lunch and then out to the Mart of Wal.
I'm glad we had lunch first. When we were walking toward the entrance of the store, I saw a guy hold his right nostril closed with his finger, then blow real hard. I saw something whizzing out of his left nostril.... I don't know. I couldn't believe he did that.
What ever happened to handkerchiefs or hey, even the travel pack of tissues? Dude? Blowing a booger out your nose in that manner is just nasty!
This was at the white trash WM, so I don't know why I was so surprised to see that.
Anyway, I'm tired. I woke up a little after 4 am, having to pee like a Russian racehorse, and I just couldn't get back to sleep after that. The Evil Twin was alternately snoring and/or taking up more than his half of the bed.
After rolling around for a while, I just decided to get up. Plus, my right nostril was all clogged up and it was driving me crazy.
I should have just blocked my left nostril and blown really hard, huh? GAG.
I do have some laundry to do, but other than that, I have a feeling it's going to be a very laid back day.
Yesterday, we decided to go to lunch and then out to the Mart of Wal.
I'm glad we had lunch first. When we were walking toward the entrance of the store, I saw a guy hold his right nostril closed with his finger, then blow real hard. I saw something whizzing out of his left nostril.... I don't know. I couldn't believe he did that.
What ever happened to handkerchiefs or hey, even the travel pack of tissues? Dude? Blowing a booger out your nose in that manner is just nasty!
This was at the white trash WM, so I don't know why I was so surprised to see that.
Anyway, I'm tired. I woke up a little after 4 am, having to pee like a Russian racehorse, and I just couldn't get back to sleep after that. The Evil Twin was alternately snoring and/or taking up more than his half of the bed.
After rolling around for a while, I just decided to get up. Plus, my right nostril was all clogged up and it was driving me crazy.
I should have just blocked my left nostril and blown really hard, huh? GAG.
Saturday, February 14, 2009
Loving Myself
I got this from Karen over at Smiling Through it All. She had picked this up from a fellow blogger and was spreading the love.
The general gist of it is:
1.) Post something that you love about yourself.
2.) Beg your readers to post one thing that they love about you.
3.) Enjoy yourself and spread the love by doing sharing this on your blog.
Of course, listing something I love about myself seems kinda stuck up, but since this is more a personality trait than anything else, I guess I shouldn't feel too bad.
I love that I am a positive person (mostly). I tend to try to find the positives in any situation. Some people may see that as being pollyanna-ish, but I physically feel better if I can find at least one positive outcome for whatever obstacle I need to overcome. I mean, who doesn't like being happy?
Now, if you're so inclined, you can leave a comment telling me something you like or love about me (I have a feeling the answer will be "boobs" a lot). Then, post the rules on your blog and start learning to love yourself!
PS. Scroll down for your Valentine's gift! :-)
Friday, February 13, 2009
Friday the 13th
My day is off to a lovely start.
My kids have both been really good sleepers, thank goodness. Sissy stopped taking naps a long while back, so we put her to bed around 8pm and she doesn't wake up until around 8ish the next morning.
The Evil Twin and Buddy leave for work/school by about 7:30, so many mornings (especially in the colder months), I will crawl back in bed and listen for the baby on the monitor.
Sometimes, I doze in and out, but mostly, I just kind of snuggle for a bit under the cozy covers.
Shortly after 8 this morning, the phone starts ringing. We don't keep a phone in our bedroom and I'm lucky if I can even hear it from down the hall, but like I said, I was awake and listening to the monitor anyway, so when the phone rang, I bolted down the hall to grab it.
It was Buddy, calling from school. Guess who forgot his valentine cards this morning? Yep.
I got Sissy up out of bed, got her dressed and threw on some suitable for public clothes myself and dashed out the door.
I left from our side door, which is under the carport. I didn't even bother locking the door behind me. (I would really feel sorry for any dipshit desperate enough to try to rob our house - it is NOT in a convenient to rob location).
I get to the school and drag Sissy in with me. The secretary was at her desk and said that she had told Buddy she would bring his cards upstairs when I got there. For some reason, the old secretary (who retired years ago) was there, too. This woman always looks at me as if I have a dick growing out my forehead and always has greeted me in a nasty manner.
I am not a morning person - I wanted to spit in her face when I got the "Why do you have the Dirty Sanchez?" look. Instead, I mumbled to the new secretary, thanked her and dragged Sissy out as fast as I could.
Mind you, I hadn't even showered yet. So, I had pulled my hair back into a ponytail and didn't have any make up on, plus, I was wearing my lounge pants as the one pair of jeans that fit me are in the dirty clothes right now.
Oh well, I got a Sausage McMuffin out of the deal!
Now, I'm off to get a shower and later, I have to make yet another appearance at the school. Buddy's class is having their Valentine's Day party at 1:45 and as co-homeroom mom, I need to be there to help...
PS. I'm sorry I didn't get around to replying yesterday on the comments - it was a mucho hectic day - but yes, I do have some great friends and getting goodies by mail is always fun.
My kids have both been really good sleepers, thank goodness. Sissy stopped taking naps a long while back, so we put her to bed around 8pm and she doesn't wake up until around 8ish the next morning.
The Evil Twin and Buddy leave for work/school by about 7:30, so many mornings (especially in the colder months), I will crawl back in bed and listen for the baby on the monitor.
Sometimes, I doze in and out, but mostly, I just kind of snuggle for a bit under the cozy covers.
Shortly after 8 this morning, the phone starts ringing. We don't keep a phone in our bedroom and I'm lucky if I can even hear it from down the hall, but like I said, I was awake and listening to the monitor anyway, so when the phone rang, I bolted down the hall to grab it.
It was Buddy, calling from school. Guess who forgot his valentine cards this morning? Yep.
I got Sissy up out of bed, got her dressed and threw on some suitable for public clothes myself and dashed out the door.
I left from our side door, which is under the carport. I didn't even bother locking the door behind me. (I would really feel sorry for any dipshit desperate enough to try to rob our house - it is NOT in a convenient to rob location).
I get to the school and drag Sissy in with me. The secretary was at her desk and said that she had told Buddy she would bring his cards upstairs when I got there. For some reason, the old secretary (who retired years ago) was there, too. This woman always looks at me as if I have a dick growing out my forehead and always has greeted me in a nasty manner.
I am not a morning person - I wanted to spit in her face when I got the "Why do you have the Dirty Sanchez?" look. Instead, I mumbled to the new secretary, thanked her and dragged Sissy out as fast as I could.
Mind you, I hadn't even showered yet. So, I had pulled my hair back into a ponytail and didn't have any make up on, plus, I was wearing my lounge pants as the one pair of jeans that fit me are in the dirty clothes right now.
Oh well, I got a Sausage McMuffin out of the deal!
Now, I'm off to get a shower and later, I have to make yet another appearance at the school. Buddy's class is having their Valentine's Day party at 1:45 and as co-homeroom mom, I need to be there to help...
PS. I'm sorry I didn't get around to replying yesterday on the comments - it was a mucho hectic day - but yes, I do have some great friends and getting goodies by mail is always fun.
Thursday, February 12, 2009
It's Been a Gifty Day!
I had a busy Wednesday, which is not the usual for me, but I had put off my weekly grocery trip because other scheduling conflicts. So, I went yesterday.
The Evil Twin had jury duty (or at least, he was in a pool of potential jurors for a trial). I was sad and I missed him. It's different than his regular job - at least I can call him there to check in once a day and I know roughly what his schedule is... when he'll be home, etc. I try to have dinner ready when he gets home.
He made it to the final 19 of jurors and then was dismissed! He was the first to take the "Walk of Shame" ™ Thank YOU, God! I did not want him on a jury case for weeks on end. He is my rock. I couldn't bear anymore drama with him not being around when I expect him. (truthfully, if I could have him home with me always, I would find that both good and bad).
But, I arrived home on Wednesday to find two packages on my landing.
One was from my super special girl, Ginger Magnolia. She sent this:
The top side is this:
How funny is that? I say: "VERY". Plus, lawsy knows I'm a sinner!
Then, we had two separate shipments from UPS for the kids' birthdays. These gifts are from Buzzardbilly, who does NOT need to spoil my children, but she still does.
Her gift for Sissy:
Both kids are totally stoked about the possibilities.
Here's what Buddy received:
They are both thrilled. Especially Bud - he knows he can help Sissy with her gift and he is beyond excited.
In a few hours, I will take them both to their yearly "well-child" check up.
It was an exciting day around here yesterday!
And, we are extremely blessed to have such good friends in our lives. :-)
The Evil Twin had jury duty (or at least, he was in a pool of potential jurors for a trial). I was sad and I missed him. It's different than his regular job - at least I can call him there to check in once a day and I know roughly what his schedule is... when he'll be home, etc. I try to have dinner ready when he gets home.
He made it to the final 19 of jurors and then was dismissed! He was the first to take the "Walk of Shame" ™ Thank YOU, God! I did not want him on a jury case for weeks on end. He is my rock. I couldn't bear anymore drama with him not being around when I expect him. (truthfully, if I could have him home with me always, I would find that both good and bad).
But, I arrived home on Wednesday to find two packages on my landing.
One was from my super special girl, Ginger Magnolia. She sent this:
The top side is this:
How funny is that? I say: "VERY". Plus, lawsy knows I'm a sinner!
Then, we had two separate shipments from UPS for the kids' birthdays. These gifts are from Buzzardbilly, who does NOT need to spoil my children, but she still does.
Her gift for Sissy:
Both kids are totally stoked about the possibilities.
Here's what Buddy received:
They are both thrilled. Especially Bud - he knows he can help Sissy with her gift and he is beyond excited.
In a few hours, I will take them both to their yearly "well-child" check up.
It was an exciting day around here yesterday!
And, we are extremely blessed to have such good friends in our lives. :-)
Wednesday, February 11, 2009
The Meeting
It was a strange meeting, that's for sure. It was the Evil Twin, myself, the principal and Father (the priest). Of course, Sissy was there too - but I had brought crayons and a coloring book to keep her occupied.
As we sat, looking at one another, I got the distinct feeling that perhaps THEY thought that it was US who called for the meeting. No. This meeting was on the principal's recommendation and the Evil Twin and I went only to appease that recommendation and to let them know we were serious about correcting Buddy in the areas where he may be falling behind or not up to speed yet - that we love him, and want the best for him.
We are not pansy parents who just let the kids get away with anything. We can take Buddy to an upscale dinner and he will stay seated. Sissy is a little too young to be taught that, but we certainly don't let her down from her seat or highchair under any circumstances at a meal. We believe in a firm but loving home environment.
But, you enter hormones into the equation and etc. and all bets are off.
I won't go into all the details of the meeting, but suffice to say we left a bit more confused than we went in. I'm glad this is Buddy's last year at this school. I'm not sure how much more I could take!
I'm also afraid to say, that while doing a daily cleavage shot may seem like a good idea to most of you, I don't think it's going to happen. Mainly because after a while, you all would notice I own 4 shirts total. So, who's to know I didn't just take 30 shots in the same top? LOL.
I do think there might be an extra special something from the Evil Twin coming up, so don't get too dejected. He may be slow on painting a figurine's hair, but he's my hero in more ways than I can express on a daily basis.
Can I get a "SOUL"? Can I get a "MATE"? Thanks, kids! Love ya!
As we sat, looking at one another, I got the distinct feeling that perhaps THEY thought that it was US who called for the meeting. No. This meeting was on the principal's recommendation and the Evil Twin and I went only to appease that recommendation and to let them know we were serious about correcting Buddy in the areas where he may be falling behind or not up to speed yet - that we love him, and want the best for him.
We are not pansy parents who just let the kids get away with anything. We can take Buddy to an upscale dinner and he will stay seated. Sissy is a little too young to be taught that, but we certainly don't let her down from her seat or highchair under any circumstances at a meal. We believe in a firm but loving home environment.
But, you enter hormones into the equation and etc. and all bets are off.
I won't go into all the details of the meeting, but suffice to say we left a bit more confused than we went in. I'm glad this is Buddy's last year at this school. I'm not sure how much more I could take!
I'm also afraid to say, that while doing a daily cleavage shot may seem like a good idea to most of you, I don't think it's going to happen. Mainly because after a while, you all would notice I own 4 shirts total. So, who's to know I didn't just take 30 shots in the same top? LOL.
I do think there might be an extra special something from the Evil Twin coming up, so don't get too dejected. He may be slow on painting a figurine's hair, but he's my hero in more ways than I can express on a daily basis.
Can I get a "SOUL"? Can I get a "MATE"? Thanks, kids! Love ya!
Tuesday, February 10, 2009
I Had to Pay For It
Getting the router re-established, that is. I broke down yesterday morning and called a local company to ask about "house calls". He said they did, I explained my sitch and he said, "I can be there by 1 pm."
I was just hoping for something by Wednesday, so I was extra pleased. It meant I had to scrabble my schedule around and not do my usual Monday shopping, but I think I can hold off until Wednesday this week anyway.
Today, the Evil Twin and I have a meeting scheduled to talk to the school principal, the priest and if she can arrange it, Buddy's teacher. See, they all seem to think that because Buddy is a shy child and not involved with sports or extracurricular activities that this must mean that Buddy does not behave in socially appropriate ways.
It is such a long, drawn out and convoluted story that I am not going to rehash it here. Suffice to say that we believe they are making a mountain out of a molehill, but in a good faith effort, we have agreed to meet with them and discuss the situation.
Mainly, on our part, it's an attempt to let them see that we DO care about him and his welfare, we take the situations seriously and we are working (at home, with our own tools) to make things better.
Frankly, I think he's just emotionally immature for his age, but he's a boy and sometimes, these things take time. It doesn't mean we will ignore this and let him enter middle school completely unprepared and also enter as a target for bullies left and right.
So, we're doing that today and on Wednesday, the Evil Twin has been called in for Jury Duty. It doesn't mean he'll be chosen to serve, it just means he has to sit in the cattle call for possible duty. So, he'll be downtown all day and then, I can shop for groceries.
I am working hard at trying to find easy, nutritious, inexpensive - yet filling - meals that I can whip up on weekends. We've tended in the past to eat out far too often.
This is making grocery shopping a challenge for me and there's nothing I love more than a challenge.
Anyway, I'm getting ahead of myself a bit. It's going to be a busy week - but that's preferable to being a boring week stuck inside because of snow or something.
All I know is that all is right with the household now that our router issues are resolved.
And because I'm in such a good mood, here's the gratuitous "Monday Mounds" pic for your pleasure (or disgust, if you hate cleavage - who would that be? Only one dick I sorta know of - more on that later).
The Evil Twin said my last cleavage shot was chintzy and I ripped off my readers by posting such a travesty. Perhaps this will make up for it.
I was just hoping for something by Wednesday, so I was extra pleased. It meant I had to scrabble my schedule around and not do my usual Monday shopping, but I think I can hold off until Wednesday this week anyway.
Today, the Evil Twin and I have a meeting scheduled to talk to the school principal, the priest and if she can arrange it, Buddy's teacher. See, they all seem to think that because Buddy is a shy child and not involved with sports or extracurricular activities that this must mean that Buddy does not behave in socially appropriate ways.
It is such a long, drawn out and convoluted story that I am not going to rehash it here. Suffice to say that we believe they are making a mountain out of a molehill, but in a good faith effort, we have agreed to meet with them and discuss the situation.
Mainly, on our part, it's an attempt to let them see that we DO care about him and his welfare, we take the situations seriously and we are working (at home, with our own tools) to make things better.
Frankly, I think he's just emotionally immature for his age, but he's a boy and sometimes, these things take time. It doesn't mean we will ignore this and let him enter middle school completely unprepared and also enter as a target for bullies left and right.
So, we're doing that today and on Wednesday, the Evil Twin has been called in for Jury Duty. It doesn't mean he'll be chosen to serve, it just means he has to sit in the cattle call for possible duty. So, he'll be downtown all day and then, I can shop for groceries.
I am working hard at trying to find easy, nutritious, inexpensive - yet filling - meals that I can whip up on weekends. We've tended in the past to eat out far too often.
This is making grocery shopping a challenge for me and there's nothing I love more than a challenge.
Anyway, I'm getting ahead of myself a bit. It's going to be a busy week - but that's preferable to being a boring week stuck inside because of snow or something.
All I know is that all is right with the household now that our router issues are resolved.
And because I'm in such a good mood, here's the gratuitous "Monday Mounds" pic for your pleasure (or disgust, if you hate cleavage - who would that be? Only one dick I sorta know of - more on that later).
The Evil Twin said my last cleavage shot was chintzy and I ripped off my readers by posting such a travesty. Perhaps this will make up for it.
Monday, February 9, 2009
Story of my Life - Updated
After sooooo many years, you would think I might have learned my lesson. I bought this little figurine years ago:
Oh hell yeah!
Except I don't drink Merlot and I'm not a blonde and it's not e-mailing that is in question.
It's more like "Chardonnay and blogging don't mix".
The Evil Twin had said he would paint the hair on the figurine black, but it's been at least 3 years and she's still blonde. I don't anticipate that happening anytime soon.
It's good that I set my sights low.
Always expect the worst and you won't be disappointed!
That advice can lead to extreme frustration though. So, take it for what it's worth.
I have a busy week coming up. I'll try to stick to our regular meetings and such, but I can't make any promises.
Happy Monday, mon!
PS. It has come to my attention that what is meant to be snarky and sarcastic digs at the Evil Twin come across as me pointing the finger that he is lazy. That is not the case, he does plenty around here - more than most husbands with a HO (home office) do. He's a fantastic husband and I just like to poke fun at him! So, in your mind, imagine me laughing as I'm saying "I set my sights low." and thing of that nature. :-)
Oh hell yeah!
Except I don't drink Merlot and I'm not a blonde and it's not e-mailing that is in question.
It's more like "Chardonnay and blogging don't mix".
The Evil Twin had said he would paint the hair on the figurine black, but it's been at least 3 years and she's still blonde. I don't anticipate that happening anytime soon.
It's good that I set my sights low.
Always expect the worst and you won't be disappointed!
That advice can lead to extreme frustration though. So, take it for what it's worth.
I have a busy week coming up. I'll try to stick to our regular meetings and such, but I can't make any promises.
Happy Monday, mon!
PS. It has come to my attention that what is meant to be snarky and sarcastic digs at the Evil Twin come across as me pointing the finger that he is lazy. That is not the case, he does plenty around here - more than most husbands with a HO (home office) do. He's a fantastic husband and I just like to poke fun at him! So, in your mind, imagine me laughing as I'm saying "I set my sights low." and thing of that nature. :-)
Saturday, February 7, 2009
Pitiful Me
Sorry about the whine fest yesterday. You all need to know that I write up my post the night prior and then schedule them to post at 6:00 am, which is before I even wake up.
Most times, I've had a glass of wine or two (or three) by the time I get around to writing. This can sometimes result in the "poor, pitiful me" type of ramble that was here before. Sorry 'bout that. It's just that I love my commenters - all of them and they are all so funny and insightful, I feel bereft if I don't hear from many people each day.
Don't take it that I don't love each and every one of you! Honestly, I'm just happy someone (or a few someones) read this thing when I decide to have verbal diarrhea.
On another note - back to the router. It seems to be just fine now. I was instructed to hit the "reset" button by the helpful cable internet provider lady I spoke to and it did help. Although, it also wiped out all my firewall settings.
Time to grab the booklet and go to the Evil Twin's computer for a bit. His computer is the "system administrator" thingy-ma-do, so I'll need to start there. I suppose?
Ah, good old troubleshooting. I'll be glad to take any tips, tricks or hints anyone might have as to my dilemma! :-)
I hope I'm able to figure it out, otherwise, Geeksquad will be getting a call from yours truly.
In other news, something in this room - the den (aka "living room" to non Southerners...it's the room with the main TV in it) smelled like farts last night. And, it was just me and the parakeet. I can tell you, with all honesty, I was not farting.
Could there have been fart fumes wafting up from the man den downstairs where the Evil Twin and Buddy spend Friday evenings watching old Three Stooges episodes? Or do birds fart?
I think I'll google that.
Just one more item to add to my "to do" list.
Most times, I've had a glass of wine or two (or three) by the time I get around to writing. This can sometimes result in the "poor, pitiful me" type of ramble that was here before. Sorry 'bout that. It's just that I love my commenters - all of them and they are all so funny and insightful, I feel bereft if I don't hear from many people each day.
Don't take it that I don't love each and every one of you! Honestly, I'm just happy someone (or a few someones) read this thing when I decide to have verbal diarrhea.
On another note - back to the router. It seems to be just fine now. I was instructed to hit the "reset" button by the helpful cable internet provider lady I spoke to and it did help. Although, it also wiped out all my firewall settings.
Time to grab the booklet and go to the Evil Twin's computer for a bit. His computer is the "system administrator" thingy-ma-do, so I'll need to start there. I suppose?
Ah, good old troubleshooting. I'll be glad to take any tips, tricks or hints anyone might have as to my dilemma! :-)
I hope I'm able to figure it out, otherwise, Geeksquad will be getting a call from yours truly.
In other news, something in this room - the den (aka "living room" to non Southerners...it's the room with the main TV in it) smelled like farts last night. And, it was just me and the parakeet. I can tell you, with all honesty, I was not farting.
Could there have been fart fumes wafting up from the man den downstairs where the Evil Twin and Buddy spend Friday evenings watching old Three Stooges episodes? Or do birds fart?
I think I'll google that.
Just one more item to add to my "to do" list.
Friday, February 6, 2009
Stupid Technology
I'm not sure what is going on with our router (which delivers the "wiffy" I am so dependent upon - the word "wiffy" comes courtesy of Jeff Kay - who, if you have not checked him out, DO IT. The Evil Twin designed a new header for him too - some people get speshul privileges around these parts).
The stupid router keeps doing "something"... losing it's connection or something. I'm not sure if it's a situation where the router is about to shit the bed or what. We've had similar problems in the past - a day or two of having to reset the router several kabillion times a day, and then the next thing we know, it's just working along swimmingly well.
So, either it's on its' death bed or it's the weather or it's our cable provider or who knows? What do I look like, a damn IT person over here? I'm just one frizzled housewife, I can't be expected to solve the computer problems around here too. (although I often do, for economy's sake and it's easier than buying a new one and having to figure out MORE logistics).
Now, I've been on the phone with our cable/internet provider and they very helpfully told me it was simply a router problem and they are not authorized to deal with that end of it. I GET that. She said our signal looked good - and I don't doubt that.
But where does that leave me? Wondering if I need to buy a new router. That's where. And, also figuring out who to call to install it or if it's something I can do on my own without bursting an aorta trying to figure it out.
Of course, I just filed our tax return yesterday, so what comes next? As usual, it's something around the house needing money - bleeding me of unexpected expenses. I don't care for it.
Also, you know what? I have over 60 "followers", yet, I get 10 comments yesterday? Yet, I had over one hundred hits on the ol' blog yesterday.
I am feeling sad and needy here people. I am also admittedly a comment whore. I spend HOURS commenting on blogs I enjoy, yet I rarely get return comments.... Very hurtful, indeed.
AND, I'm operating on a shitty and iffy wireless connectivity here - yet, I make the effort. I make the 4 gonzillion trips up and down the stairs to reset the router every 15 minutes so I can leave comments and yet, I get squat in return?
If nothing else, I'll lose a few pounds on the literal "Stairmaster".
De nada (that means you're welcome - watch more Dora the Explorer to keep up, k?) ;-)
The stupid router keeps doing "something"... losing it's connection or something. I'm not sure if it's a situation where the router is about to shit the bed or what. We've had similar problems in the past - a day or two of having to reset the router several kabillion times a day, and then the next thing we know, it's just working along swimmingly well.
So, either it's on its' death bed or it's the weather or it's our cable provider or who knows? What do I look like, a damn IT person over here? I'm just one frizzled housewife, I can't be expected to solve the computer problems around here too. (although I often do, for economy's sake and it's easier than buying a new one and having to figure out MORE logistics).
Now, I've been on the phone with our cable/internet provider and they very helpfully told me it was simply a router problem and they are not authorized to deal with that end of it. I GET that. She said our signal looked good - and I don't doubt that.
But where does that leave me? Wondering if I need to buy a new router. That's where. And, also figuring out who to call to install it or if it's something I can do on my own without bursting an aorta trying to figure it out.
Of course, I just filed our tax return yesterday, so what comes next? As usual, it's something around the house needing money - bleeding me of unexpected expenses. I don't care for it.
Also, you know what? I have over 60 "followers", yet, I get 10 comments yesterday? Yet, I had over one hundred hits on the ol' blog yesterday.
I am feeling sad and needy here people. I am also admittedly a comment whore. I spend HOURS commenting on blogs I enjoy, yet I rarely get return comments.... Very hurtful, indeed.
AND, I'm operating on a shitty and iffy wireless connectivity here - yet, I make the effort. I make the 4 gonzillion trips up and down the stairs to reset the router every 15 minutes so I can leave comments and yet, I get squat in return?
If nothing else, I'll lose a few pounds on the literal "Stairmaster".
De nada (that means you're welcome - watch more Dora the Explorer to keep up, k?) ;-)
Thursday, February 5, 2009
Seeing the Light
And it's not a train! I've been able to finish up loads of little things (and a few big things) this week, so I am feeling SO much better! It's a good morning!
Yesterday, I had some major issues with my router and so, I wasn't able to get around to all my blogs - which means I am more behind than ever in that department, but I will try to get caught up again today.
I received an email from a reader who does not have a blog and this reader had a few questions for me.
I'll answer those now!
1. How do you feel about the military? Did you or ET ever serve?
We are both very pro-military. I went straight into college and did not serve, but the Evil Twin was in the Air Force. He served his four years active duty, then moved back "home". I met him when he was serving his four inactive years. I think America is the best place in the whole wide world.
2. Ever been in a fist fight?
Surprisingly, no. I've been in many verbal showdowns. I was in an abusive relationship prior to meeting the Evil Twin and was hit on many occasions, but I never hit back.
3. If you had to live somewhere else, where would it be?
I lived in Georgia for 8 years and I was very happy there. I like the temperature and location, so I would move back South - probably somewhere north of Atlanta.
And, now I'm waiting on my dishwasher to run through a cycle. I need my crock pot clean, so I can do crock pot chicken tortillas. Nom, nom, nom!
Yesterday, I had some major issues with my router and so, I wasn't able to get around to all my blogs - which means I am more behind than ever in that department, but I will try to get caught up again today.
I received an email from a reader who does not have a blog and this reader had a few questions for me.
I'll answer those now!
1. How do you feel about the military? Did you or ET ever serve?
We are both very pro-military. I went straight into college and did not serve, but the Evil Twin was in the Air Force. He served his four years active duty, then moved back "home". I met him when he was serving his four inactive years. I think America is the best place in the whole wide world.
2. Ever been in a fist fight?
Surprisingly, no. I've been in many verbal showdowns. I was in an abusive relationship prior to meeting the Evil Twin and was hit on many occasions, but I never hit back.
3. If you had to live somewhere else, where would it be?
I lived in Georgia for 8 years and I was very happy there. I like the temperature and location, so I would move back South - probably somewhere north of Atlanta.
And, now I'm waiting on my dishwasher to run through a cycle. I need my crock pot clean, so I can do crock pot chicken tortillas. Nom, nom, nom!
Wednesday, February 4, 2009
The Questions
Okay, I asked for questions yesterday. I had a few takers on my offer. So, I'll get to that today.
First up is Johnnie Avocado, and he asked, "Aside from family, who is the person you most admire and why?"
This is a tough question, because I have many people I admire for many different reasons and I really can't place one above the other for the most part, and my answer might change daily. But, I'd have to say if I admired one person *right now* it would be RachelLucas. Her blog leaves me exhausted to tears with laughter because she simply states her opinion simply. Plus, I agree with her on everything.
Then, it was not so much a question for my blog, but I figured I'd answer it here. Rosemary mentioned that her husband wanted some pinto beans and wanted to know how to fix them.
That's an easy one. Buy a bag of the dried beans. If you want pinto beans on Tuesday evening, put beans in a pot with water that comes above the beans on Monday evening. Any beans that float, discard. Discard any other weird pieces you see a floatin'. Let them soak overnight. In the morning, rinse these beans at least three times. Make sure the water running off them is clear. You can put them in a stock pot, cover completely with water and simmer all day, but I prefer to use my crock pot. I put the soaked beans in the crock and cover with water. Then, I lay a couple of pieces of uncooked bacon on the top. Cover and set to high for 6 or 7 hours. You'll need to discard those bacon pieces before serving. Salt and pepper to taste. Best served with cornbread, which can be made by scratch with corn meal, but some people prefer it sweeter. Enter "Jiffy" brand cornbread mix. Frankly, I think when you introduce sugar, honey or molasses, it becomes more of a cornCAKE than cornbread, but whatever...
Gingermagnolia asked, "How you do keep your skin so pretty?" Well, first - thanks. And second, I cannot emphasize moisturizer enough. Every day. It doesn't even have to be an expensive name brand. The Mart of Wal equivalent is good enough. Slather that stuff on there every morning. Plus, I drink a metric assload of water each day. I think that helps.
Tiff asked, "What kind of razor do you use?" Back in my college days, I discovered that men's razors work much better than those marketed to ladies - and they're CHEAPER! WTF? So, I bought myself a Gillette Sensor Excel (the two blade type, I think) when they first came out. It's the disposable razor head type thing (as opposed to the disposable razor completely). The good thing is I can use one blade forever. After I met the Evil Twin,I bought him one for Christmas and now, we each have our own handle blade, but can use the same type of blades for them.
Ron asked, "Have you ever worked or considered working at a strip club?" Here's the truth: I have never even BEEN to a strip club! Not that I have some sort or moral objection or anything, but I heard that they charge a steep cover charge and then, the drinks are overpriced. So, I've just never been interested enough to even check one out. However, if I wasn't so shy and I was 20 years younger, I think I could work at one... maybe.... with enough drinks in me.
PS. if anyone wants to ask me something privately, you can email me at eviltwinswife@gmail.com. I'll answer here, but I won't say who asked... Just a thought.
First up is Johnnie Avocado, and he asked, "Aside from family, who is the person you most admire and why?"
This is a tough question, because I have many people I admire for many different reasons and I really can't place one above the other for the most part, and my answer might change daily. But, I'd have to say if I admired one person *right now* it would be RachelLucas. Her blog leaves me exhausted to tears with laughter because she simply states her opinion simply. Plus, I agree with her on everything.
Then, it was not so much a question for my blog, but I figured I'd answer it here. Rosemary mentioned that her husband wanted some pinto beans and wanted to know how to fix them.
That's an easy one. Buy a bag of the dried beans. If you want pinto beans on Tuesday evening, put beans in a pot with water that comes above the beans on Monday evening. Any beans that float, discard. Discard any other weird pieces you see a floatin'. Let them soak overnight. In the morning, rinse these beans at least three times. Make sure the water running off them is clear. You can put them in a stock pot, cover completely with water and simmer all day, but I prefer to use my crock pot. I put the soaked beans in the crock and cover with water. Then, I lay a couple of pieces of uncooked bacon on the top. Cover and set to high for 6 or 7 hours. You'll need to discard those bacon pieces before serving. Salt and pepper to taste. Best served with cornbread, which can be made by scratch with corn meal, but some people prefer it sweeter. Enter "Jiffy" brand cornbread mix. Frankly, I think when you introduce sugar, honey or molasses, it becomes more of a cornCAKE than cornbread, but whatever...
Gingermagnolia asked, "How you do keep your skin so pretty?" Well, first - thanks. And second, I cannot emphasize moisturizer enough. Every day. It doesn't even have to be an expensive name brand. The Mart of Wal equivalent is good enough. Slather that stuff on there every morning. Plus, I drink a metric assload of water each day. I think that helps.
Tiff asked, "What kind of razor do you use?" Back in my college days, I discovered that men's razors work much better than those marketed to ladies - and they're CHEAPER! WTF? So, I bought myself a Gillette Sensor Excel (the two blade type, I think) when they first came out. It's the disposable razor head type thing (as opposed to the disposable razor completely). The good thing is I can use one blade forever. After I met the Evil Twin,I bought him one for Christmas and now, we each have our own handle blade, but can use the same type of blades for them.
Ron asked, "Have you ever worked or considered working at a strip club?" Here's the truth: I have never even BEEN to a strip club! Not that I have some sort or moral objection or anything, but I heard that they charge a steep cover charge and then, the drinks are overpriced. So, I've just never been interested enough to even check one out. However, if I wasn't so shy and I was 20 years younger, I think I could work at one... maybe.... with enough drinks in me.
PS. if anyone wants to ask me something privately, you can email me at eviltwinswife@gmail.com. I'll answer here, but I won't say who asked... Just a thought.
Tuesday, February 3, 2009
Trying to Keep Up
I am so far behind - with my blog reading/commenting, with life in general. So, if I haven't visited/commented you in a day or two, please forgive me. I will try to get to you soon.
The weather here is crazy. It's been snowing like mad and I'm really surprised we don't have a 2 hour delay here. It will be a miracle if we don't have an early dismissal today (and I originally typed that "dismal"... Freudian slip anyone?).
I've got some big decisions to make this week, which, once they're made and taken care of, I won't have all these worries over my head. Sometimes things just take time.
So, it doesn't make it any easier that I have these decisions and I find it hard to think when my routine is all messed up + the school schedule is very unpredictable these days = one very disorganized and mentally ditzy Evil Twin's Wife.
Well, I'm off to get pinto beans into the crock pot for the day. I just wanted to check in and let you all know that I'm around....I'm just very, very busy.
Busier than a one legged man in a butt kicking contest, as I like to say.
As if I don't have enough to do, I figured that since I have some new(er) readers, I would open the floor for questions.
I know I've done this in the past, but I'll give everyone the chance again to ask me anything. I'll answer and it'll be honest. So, if there's anything you'd like to know about me, but I haven't already humiliated myself by announcing it, here's your chance!
Let the questions begin!
Hay pregunatas? Use the comments box. :-)
The weather here is crazy. It's been snowing like mad and I'm really surprised we don't have a 2 hour delay here. It will be a miracle if we don't have an early dismissal today (and I originally typed that "dismal"... Freudian slip anyone?).
I've got some big decisions to make this week, which, once they're made and taken care of, I won't have all these worries over my head. Sometimes things just take time.
So, it doesn't make it any easier that I have these decisions and I find it hard to think when my routine is all messed up + the school schedule is very unpredictable these days = one very disorganized and mentally ditzy Evil Twin's Wife.
Well, I'm off to get pinto beans into the crock pot for the day. I just wanted to check in and let you all know that I'm around....I'm just very, very busy.
Busier than a one legged man in a butt kicking contest, as I like to say.
As if I don't have enough to do, I figured that since I have some new(er) readers, I would open the floor for questions.
I know I've done this in the past, but I'll give everyone the chance again to ask me anything. I'll answer and it'll be honest. So, if there's anything you'd like to know about me, but I haven't already humiliated myself by announcing it, here's your chance!
Let the questions begin!
Hay pregunatas? Use the comments box. :-)
Monday, February 2, 2009
My Sweet Girl
Today is her actual birthday. She has been with us for three years! She's our little groundhog babee. :-)
The day she was born:
Here she is with mom... I just had a c-section, so I'm looking a little puny - but deep down, I was just so thrilled!
We had her little "party" on Saturday. She had said something the day before about a party "with balloons". We hadn't planned on balloons, but the Evil Twin went and got a boquet of the helium filled ones at Kroger. You should have seen her eyes when she saw that bunch of balloons. It was like if a grown up had won the lottery! She was beside herself. Too funny.
She had a couple of gifts from other relatives, which she opened and loved. Her final gift was from us. It was a Suds N Surprise Dora. This thing:
It's sort of like the big Barbie head toy. She had seen the commercial for this about a week before her birthday and got it stuck in her mind that she had to HAVE this toy.
Dutiful mom that I am, I googled it. Apparently, this thing is so hard to find - I got one of the last 4 on some website - I paid about $35 for it. Amazon has it now for nearly $100! (I should have bought 2 at the $35 price! LOL).
Anyway, it's pretty lame. With hot or cold water, the child can create different patterns on Dora's face and swimsuit. She also has stripes in her hair that can be changed with water.
The most fun feature is that it came with two hair clips with "hair extension" pieces on barettes. I had fun wearing the blue stripe hair extension around the house on Sunday.
This toy was a huge hit for her and she really loves it.
Now, I just need to get to the business of thank you notes. Since both kids get gifts from the same relatives and their birthdays are so close together, I usually just send one card after Sissy's birthday. But, I write Sissy's side and then make Buddy write his Thank You on the other side.
It's just easier for me that way. Plus, the cheapskate in me enjoys saving a couple of extra stamps! LOL.
Feliz Cumpleanos, nina. Te amo.
The day she was born:
Here she is with mom... I just had a c-section, so I'm looking a little puny - but deep down, I was just so thrilled!
We had her little "party" on Saturday. She had said something the day before about a party "with balloons". We hadn't planned on balloons, but the Evil Twin went and got a boquet of the helium filled ones at Kroger. You should have seen her eyes when she saw that bunch of balloons. It was like if a grown up had won the lottery! She was beside herself. Too funny.
She had a couple of gifts from other relatives, which she opened and loved. Her final gift was from us. It was a Suds N Surprise Dora. This thing:
It's sort of like the big Barbie head toy. She had seen the commercial for this about a week before her birthday and got it stuck in her mind that she had to HAVE this toy.
Dutiful mom that I am, I googled it. Apparently, this thing is so hard to find - I got one of the last 4 on some website - I paid about $35 for it. Amazon has it now for nearly $100! (I should have bought 2 at the $35 price! LOL).
Anyway, it's pretty lame. With hot or cold water, the child can create different patterns on Dora's face and swimsuit. She also has stripes in her hair that can be changed with water.
The most fun feature is that it came with two hair clips with "hair extension" pieces on barettes. I had fun wearing the blue stripe hair extension around the house on Sunday.
This toy was a huge hit for her and she really loves it.
Now, I just need to get to the business of thank you notes. Since both kids get gifts from the same relatives and their birthdays are so close together, I usually just send one card after Sissy's birthday. But, I write Sissy's side and then make Buddy write his Thank You on the other side.
It's just easier for me that way. Plus, the cheapskate in me enjoys saving a couple of extra stamps! LOL.
Feliz Cumpleanos, nina. Te amo.
Saturday, January 31, 2009
Melancholy
We'll be celebrating Sissy's third birthday today, even though her actual birthday isn't until Monday (more on that on Monday...). I should be feeling all happy and stuff.
We always did really big deals for Buddy's birthdays when he was smaller. Back when my parents were alive, that is.
It seems like without them here to enjoy the birthdays, it's just another day. It will be just the four of us, just like every year since she was born.
She never met either of them. My dad died in 2004, mom in 2005 and Sissy was born in 2006. Luckily, Buddy had a really strong relationship with them and still remembers them.
Plus with both kids being born in the middle of winter, it's hard to get motivated to do much. The weather is unpredictable so it's hard to plan much.
And if that weren't enough, we're dealing with some issues with Buddy at school. Not bringing homework home, some anger issues, etc. I actually broke down and ordered the Total Transformation kit to see if we can reign this behavior in before it gets worse. His teacher assured me that the hormonal changes in kids has been rearing its' ugly head earlier and earlier these days. It just makes me so sad because this is not the way I raised this child (or so I thought... I suck at being a mother).
I also have a few other little niggly things floating around my brain that need attention. I'm just having a hard time coming to solid conclusions on any of the matters I need to work on. (and yes, I end on prepositions all the dang time, because that's the way I really talk).
I think by the end of this coming week, I'll have a clearer head and a better attitude.
Until then, I've got a three year old birthday party to work on.
Adios, amigos.
We always did really big deals for Buddy's birthdays when he was smaller. Back when my parents were alive, that is.
It seems like without them here to enjoy the birthdays, it's just another day. It will be just the four of us, just like every year since she was born.
She never met either of them. My dad died in 2004, mom in 2005 and Sissy was born in 2006. Luckily, Buddy had a really strong relationship with them and still remembers them.
Plus with both kids being born in the middle of winter, it's hard to get motivated to do much. The weather is unpredictable so it's hard to plan much.
And if that weren't enough, we're dealing with some issues with Buddy at school. Not bringing homework home, some anger issues, etc. I actually broke down and ordered the Total Transformation kit to see if we can reign this behavior in before it gets worse. His teacher assured me that the hormonal changes in kids has been rearing its' ugly head earlier and earlier these days. It just makes me so sad because this is not the way I raised this child (or so I thought... I suck at being a mother).
I also have a few other little niggly things floating around my brain that need attention. I'm just having a hard time coming to solid conclusions on any of the matters I need to work on. (and yes, I end on prepositions all the dang time, because that's the way I really talk).
I think by the end of this coming week, I'll have a clearer head and a better attitude.
Until then, I've got a three year old birthday party to work on.
Adios, amigos.
A Cool Contest
Because this contest/give-away involves Our Name is Mud products - and I happen to love Lorrie's blog too, I wanted to get this info out there.
Supah~D is holding a really great contest. Just click the link for D and follow the rules.
Good luck!
Supah~D is holding a really great contest. Just click the link for D and follow the rules.
Good luck!
Friday, January 30, 2009
Raggety-Tagness
I was tagged by Kerrie for the 8 Random Things blog.
I'm not quite sure how much more random or unknown things I can pull out my ass for you fine (but obviously not quite chatty) readers.
And, long time readers know how I feel about rules.
Here they are:
1. Each blogger starts with 8 random facts/habits about themselves.
2. People who are tagged need to write their own blog post about their 8 things and post these rules.
3. At the end of your blog post, you need to choose 8 people to get tagged and list their names.
4. Don't forget to leave them a comment telling them they're tagged and to read your blog.
5. For the recipients, leave a comment for the person who tagged you, so they can go and read your answers.
Let's get this party started:
1.There are days I question my decision to be a wife and mother, but generally speaking, I think I chose well.
2. I LOVE BBQ chips.
3. And I love caramel.
4. I think body art, and body modification is beautiful.
5. I hate morning sex, but I enjoy flying solo in the mornings.
6. I have serious anxiety issues.
7. My husband is the most attractive and the sexiest man I have ever known.
8. I handle all the finances here and in some ways, I wish I didn't.
That is ocho, my gringos.
I'm not quite sure how much more random or unknown things I can pull out my ass for you fine (but obviously not quite chatty) readers.
And, long time readers know how I feel about rules.
Here they are:
1. Each blogger starts with 8 random facts/habits about themselves.
2. People who are tagged need to write their own blog post about their 8 things and post these rules.
3. At the end of your blog post, you need to choose 8 people to get tagged and list their names.
4. Don't forget to leave them a comment telling them they're tagged and to read your blog.
5. For the recipients, leave a comment for the person who tagged you, so they can go and read your answers.
Let's get this party started:
1.There are days I question my decision to be a wife and mother, but generally speaking, I think I chose well.
2. I LOVE BBQ chips.
3. And I love caramel.
4. I think body art, and body modification is beautiful.
5. I hate morning sex, but I enjoy flying solo in the mornings.
6. I have serious anxiety issues.
7. My husband is the most attractive and the sexiest man I have ever known.
8. I handle all the finances here and in some ways, I wish I didn't.
That is ocho, my gringos.
Thursday, January 29, 2009
Feck
The school system called a 2 hour delay this morning. The last two days there hasn't been school at all due to the weather. My routine is totally in the garbage and I've gotten nothing accomplished this week at all.
This is Catholic Schools Week at Buddy's school. That is sort of like "spirit week" at other schools - you know, they have different theme days. Like, Monday was Pajama Day. The kids could wear their pj pants and tops, robes, etc. I had things lined up for Tuesday and Wednesday, but since there was no school, there was no need.
Today is Blue and Gold day (the school colors). They were supposed to be assigned one of the two colors at some point this week. The school is nothing if not known for waiting to the last minute on details.... I love that (not).
Anyway, I'm just sending him to school today in his uniform. It's blue, so I figure that's safe enough.
I just get so out of sorts if my schedule is not what is planned. That's why the winter weather drives me crazy.
I usually don't know until the last minute (thanks, County!) if school is canceled or on a delay or what....
At least I was able to sign up with a local news channel to receive text messages on my cell phone about school closings/delays.
I just put my cell phone on my nightstand and that way, I don't even have to get out of bed if there's something I need to know.
That is, depending on how early the county decides what their course of action is.
I'm about [thisclose] to selling this house and moving south. Forever.
But, since I'm lazy, I'll just continue to not recycle and hope that Algore's carbon footprint sends global warming my way.
Kumbaya and all that, gringos.
This is Catholic Schools Week at Buddy's school. That is sort of like "spirit week" at other schools - you know, they have different theme days. Like, Monday was Pajama Day. The kids could wear their pj pants and tops, robes, etc. I had things lined up for Tuesday and Wednesday, but since there was no school, there was no need.
Today is Blue and Gold day (the school colors). They were supposed to be assigned one of the two colors at some point this week. The school is nothing if not known for waiting to the last minute on details.... I love that (not).
Anyway, I'm just sending him to school today in his uniform. It's blue, so I figure that's safe enough.
I just get so out of sorts if my schedule is not what is planned. That's why the winter weather drives me crazy.
I usually don't know until the last minute (thanks, County!) if school is canceled or on a delay or what....
At least I was able to sign up with a local news channel to receive text messages on my cell phone about school closings/delays.
I just put my cell phone on my nightstand and that way, I don't even have to get out of bed if there's something I need to know.
That is, depending on how early the county decides what their course of action is.
I'm about [thisclose] to selling this house and moving south. Forever.
But, since I'm lazy, I'll just continue to not recycle and hope that Algore's carbon footprint sends global warming my way.
Kumbaya and all that, gringos.
Wednesday, January 28, 2009
The University Guinea Pig
When my ex-boyfriend was at the university getting his Master's Degree in filmmaking, he happened to meet many interesting people. Even though I was at a different university (and later at a full-time job), I got to meet these people because we were dating.
As a side note: this boyfriend, just like everyone else I have dated in life, was older than me, but he was late entering college. He and I went through the entire undergrad process together, but by the time he had decided to get his Master's, I had graduated with a Bachelor's and moved on to the world of working drudgery. We never attended the same university.
Anyway, he met all these crazy college people and would use these fine folks in his independent films that he had to complete as class projects.
One guy was named "Sam" (not his real name). Sam was, I believe, of a middle European descent - because he had the most lovely olive skin tone. He was also a hairy mo fo.
Sam was teased in a fun manner by his friends because he did what was dubbed as the "Butt Job". Now, the butt job didn't always involve his butt - just sometimes. It was basically being the guinea pig for the university students who were studying pre-med.
He would participate in all these trial things and let the students "practice" techniques on him. He got paid for this work, but sometimes it involved a rectal exam or a few... He didn't seem to mind and actually laughed along with everyone else when he discussed the "butt job".
I suppose that's not a bad gig for a college student. It's a way to earn some spending money and the hours are good.
I mean, if I had the opportunity between that and say, fast food... I probably would have chosen the butt job too.
Anyway, one of the student films my ex did was about body piercings and Sam had decided he wanted a guiche. (link is NSFW or K {around kids}).
A guiche is a piercing of the taint. (for those unaware, the taint is the area between the balls and the butthole - as in "it aint your nuts and it aint your asshole").
As I said earlier, Sam was a hirsute man. His taint needed shaved prior to being pierced. All of that is on the film. It's hilarious. The guy doing the piercings is wearing surgical gloves and wielding a Bic razor as he tackles Sam's hairy taint (OMGosh, that's a great band name: Sam's Hairy Taint - feel free to steal it!).
The taint was shaved, cleaned and pierced. It looked great.
I lost touch with Sam years ago, but I hope where ever he is, he is doing well. I hope he earned a useful degree and no longer has to do the butt job.
And, I hope he "Taint Misbehaving!" (I couldn't resist - sorry!).
Adios, gringos.
As a side note: this boyfriend, just like everyone else I have dated in life, was older than me, but he was late entering college. He and I went through the entire undergrad process together, but by the time he had decided to get his Master's, I had graduated with a Bachelor's and moved on to the world of working drudgery. We never attended the same university.
Anyway, he met all these crazy college people and would use these fine folks in his independent films that he had to complete as class projects.
One guy was named "Sam" (not his real name). Sam was, I believe, of a middle European descent - because he had the most lovely olive skin tone. He was also a hairy mo fo.
Sam was teased in a fun manner by his friends because he did what was dubbed as the "Butt Job". Now, the butt job didn't always involve his butt - just sometimes. It was basically being the guinea pig for the university students who were studying pre-med.
He would participate in all these trial things and let the students "practice" techniques on him. He got paid for this work, but sometimes it involved a rectal exam or a few... He didn't seem to mind and actually laughed along with everyone else when he discussed the "butt job".
I suppose that's not a bad gig for a college student. It's a way to earn some spending money and the hours are good.
I mean, if I had the opportunity between that and say, fast food... I probably would have chosen the butt job too.
Anyway, one of the student films my ex did was about body piercings and Sam had decided he wanted a guiche. (link is NSFW or K {around kids}).
A guiche is a piercing of the taint. (for those unaware, the taint is the area between the balls and the butthole - as in "it aint your nuts and it aint your asshole").
As I said earlier, Sam was a hirsute man. His taint needed shaved prior to being pierced. All of that is on the film. It's hilarious. The guy doing the piercings is wearing surgical gloves and wielding a Bic razor as he tackles Sam's hairy taint (OMGosh, that's a great band name: Sam's Hairy Taint - feel free to steal it!).
The taint was shaved, cleaned and pierced. It looked great.
I lost touch with Sam years ago, but I hope where ever he is, he is doing well. I hope he earned a useful degree and no longer has to do the butt job.
And, I hope he "Taint Misbehaving!" (I couldn't resist - sorry!).
Adios, gringos.
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