Thursday, April 26, 2012
An Interesting Week
I honestly wonder when I will have a week that isn't like a three ring circus. I probably wouldn't know what to do with myself. Yesterday, the schools were on an early dismissal. Don't ask me why...I still haven't figured it out. But, I also had to be home for two service calls and also be ready to pick up Sissy by 1P. Buddy was having some issues with his laptop, which is still under warranty (Thank Ghandi), so I had to wait on the tech person to come by to fix it and then, I had to wait on someone to swing by and look at a home repair job that is out of the Evil Twin's or my skill set. By the time I met with both parties, I didn't have time for a shower before I needed to pick Sissy up from school. I was already exhausted from Tuesday (Sissy's dance class....it makes me INSANE), so I wasn't really of a mood to deal with much else the next day (Wednesday). Today, I'm finding it most difficult to rustle up any motivation whatsoever. Don't get me wrong....I have a good life. I just get overwhelmed when too many activities seem to stack up and often overlap each other. Sometimes in life, you just have to suck it up and deal with it - and I do, but that doesn't mean I have to necessarily LIKE it. I keep on keeping on. Even if being in bed with the covers over my head sounds much more appealing. LOL. After all, the world might stop spinning on its' axis if I just threw my hands up and went to live in a treehouse out back. Sure, it sounds appealing, but I like indoor plumbing and hot showers (with mega water pressure - I don't enjoy taking a shower that feels like the water gods are merely just spitting on me). I'm just slightly spoiled to "Happy Shower Time". My exasperated parents sent me to Summer camp many years in a row and then I also lived in the Marshall University dorm for a year, so I know a shitty shower when I find one. The Evil Twin removes all the "low flow" valves from our water sources. If we're paying the bill, then we want a good amount of water. A pox on whoever came up with the low flow shower heads and made it mandatory. I fart in their general direction!! Welp, that being said, I'm headed off to my good shower time. I hope my hooligans are having a great Thursday! Love,
Tuesday, April 24, 2012
Something New? Again?
Those of you who use Blogger have by now noticed that "they" have changed the whole set up. Again. Now, I have to learn this new system. Have I mentioned that I am a busy person? I've had my "smartphone" for a year and a half and still haven't read the entire users manual. The manuals for my cameras? Collecting dust. Thanks, Blogger. Thanks a lot. I suppose I'll get used to it just like everything else new that falls into my lap. But, dangit, I don't have to be happy about it! I feel like so many things are just trying to get under my skin lately. Nothing terribly bad or end of the world type stuff, but things that make me have to juggle my routine and sometimes, I have to leave a few things undone. Like the ol' blog here. If my day has any variables, then I have to shuffle stuff around and most times, that means leaving things in the dust. Do I blog or get to the grocery? The family likes to eat. Do I work on laundry or blog? I can't send the crew out naked. I don't mind my lot in life - I actually enjoy it. I just don't enjoy having to re-arrange my schedule at a moment's notice or for what ends up being a total waste of time. I didn't do a damn thing this weekend, since my birthday was Sunday. Around here, we don't do anything elaborate for birthdays or anniversaries, etc. The birthday person has the final say, but it's also diplomatic - everyone can throw in their own thoughts. Birthday person can agree or veto or come up with their own plans. I wanted a relaxing day. That's what I had. And, it was wonderful! We watched a movie. The Evil Twin went out to pick up lunch and the birthday girl's bottle of wine. But, it was back to the regular routine on Monday - or not so regular as I would have liked. New and confusing Blogger. Time wasted on an important detail in life (I'm not going to discuss it - it's nothing bad, but we had an important appointment and a no-show of the important person we had arranged to meet). Good Ghandi! Why can't people just DO what they say they will do? So unprofessional. I'm outta here. Laundry, vacuuming and kitchen detail await my most inspired assistance. Have a great Tuesday, my hooligans and we'll chat soon! :-) Love,
Wednesday, April 18, 2012
Yesterday
I didn't have a chance to post yesterday because Tuesdays are my "cram 10 pounds of potatoes in a 5 pound sack" type of days.
It didn't warm the cockles of my little heart any that yesterday also seemed to be "How many cars can pull out in front of ETW as she goes about her business". I was cut off so many times, I lost count.
When I wasn't being cut off, I managed to get behind a gaggle of morons.
One car had what appeared to be an elderly man at the wheel. I'm pretty sure he died in 1972 and no one told him to go to the light. They just propped him up in the car and put a (very lightweight, apparently) brick on the accelerator.
Another genius practically came to a full stop on a 4 lane road while trying to maneuver into a turn lane. TURN LANE. That's what it's for. You don't Turn from the left hand lane if there is a perfectly good turn lane right beside you. Signal left, then move into it. Then you can stop and wait on traffic to clear before you make that scary, scary left turn. Moron.
How do people pass the driver's test when they have clearly either A. Not read the handbook or B. Perhaps skimmed thru it and promptly forgot everything?
It all started out around 8A when I was taking Sissy to school. I dealt with a handful of seriously stupidity.
Later, Buddy had an appointment with the orthodontist. I like to make the appointments as late in the day, so he doesn't miss much school. So, I went and picked him up, then I had to go to the bank and drop something off and then, I had to pick up Sissy from school.
She gets out at 3 and his appointment was 3:20 in downtown Charleston. That's at least a 20 minute drive, depending on traffic and/or random idiots who have no business having a license. So, I picked her up about 20 minutes early. I mean, who would pick her up? We don't have family nearby and I don't really trust anyone else.... Sometimes, I just have to go with the flow. Do the best I can, y'all.
Then, at 7P, Sissy had her dance class. My van's gas meter thingie was all beeping at me and I was running on fumes. We left a little early, so I could fill 'er up (to the tune of $52 and change!) Thank goodness I don't drive much, so a once a month trip to the gas station is my typical MO.
Add to that, Sissy's dance class is loud. They have two separate classes that night, so the (different) music is blaring. They have Tap, Ballet and then Modern (Jazz). Sissy likes to take her shoes into the room and do them herself. Some of the other girls need help or can't tie their laces, etc. This means that when they move from tap to ballet, dozens of little dancers run out, using their loudest voices...this happens for 3, count 'em THREE shoe changes during the hour lesson.
I have to sit there and listen to the chaos. I take my Kindle and try to read, but can't concentrate. I hate idle chit chat with people I don't know well, so that usually goes over like a turd in a punchbowl.
I've already invested $230 in recital costumes (aka: Junior Hooker outfits) for June, so we'll stick it out. I think Sissy wants to do Karate next year. :::Sigh:::
I'm going to a spa event this afternoon at the place where I had the chemical peel last week...They're giving away prizes and junk and if I get something free, it's for ME! Love freebies. Maybe I can relax after that.
Have a wonderful Wednesday, my hooligans!
Love,
It didn't warm the cockles of my little heart any that yesterday also seemed to be "How many cars can pull out in front of ETW as she goes about her business". I was cut off so many times, I lost count.
When I wasn't being cut off, I managed to get behind a gaggle of morons.
One car had what appeared to be an elderly man at the wheel. I'm pretty sure he died in 1972 and no one told him to go to the light. They just propped him up in the car and put a (very lightweight, apparently) brick on the accelerator.
Another genius practically came to a full stop on a 4 lane road while trying to maneuver into a turn lane. TURN LANE. That's what it's for. You don't Turn from the left hand lane if there is a perfectly good turn lane right beside you. Signal left, then move into it. Then you can stop and wait on traffic to clear before you make that scary, scary left turn. Moron.
How do people pass the driver's test when they have clearly either A. Not read the handbook or B. Perhaps skimmed thru it and promptly forgot everything?
It all started out around 8A when I was taking Sissy to school. I dealt with a handful of seriously stupidity.
Later, Buddy had an appointment with the orthodontist. I like to make the appointments as late in the day, so he doesn't miss much school. So, I went and picked him up, then I had to go to the bank and drop something off and then, I had to pick up Sissy from school.
She gets out at 3 and his appointment was 3:20 in downtown Charleston. That's at least a 20 minute drive, depending on traffic and/or random idiots who have no business having a license. So, I picked her up about 20 minutes early. I mean, who would pick her up? We don't have family nearby and I don't really trust anyone else.... Sometimes, I just have to go with the flow. Do the best I can, y'all.
Then, at 7P, Sissy had her dance class. My van's gas meter thingie was all beeping at me and I was running on fumes. We left a little early, so I could fill 'er up (to the tune of $52 and change!) Thank goodness I don't drive much, so a once a month trip to the gas station is my typical MO.
Add to that, Sissy's dance class is loud. They have two separate classes that night, so the (different) music is blaring. They have Tap, Ballet and then Modern (Jazz). Sissy likes to take her shoes into the room and do them herself. Some of the other girls need help or can't tie their laces, etc. This means that when they move from tap to ballet, dozens of little dancers run out, using their loudest voices...this happens for 3, count 'em THREE shoe changes during the hour lesson.
I have to sit there and listen to the chaos. I take my Kindle and try to read, but can't concentrate. I hate idle chit chat with people I don't know well, so that usually goes over like a turd in a punchbowl.
I've already invested $230 in recital costumes (aka: Junior Hooker outfits) for June, so we'll stick it out. I think Sissy wants to do Karate next year. :::Sigh:::
I'm going to a spa event this afternoon at the place where I had the chemical peel last week...They're giving away prizes and junk and if I get something free, it's for ME! Love freebies. Maybe I can relax after that.
Have a wonderful Wednesday, my hooligans!
Love,
Monday, April 16, 2012
Saturday Special
My long time readers - I think that's about 5 of you - know that on Saturdays, we treat ourselves to fast food/carry out...basically something I don't have to cook.
We're very diplomatic and take a vote on the various choices nearby. This past Saturday, it was unanimous for Chinese food. Mmmmmm.
I am usually given the task of calling it in (and attempting to communicate with whoever answers the phone. Generally, it's not too tricky, but I do wish I spoke their language.) And then, the Evil Twin runs down the street to pick up the food.
As I was looking over their new menu, I noticed that the prices had gone up. But, really, for all the food you get, it's still worth the greenery. I still have enough of my meal leftover for about 3 more meals.
I typically get the Hunan Bean Curd (that's a spicy dish with veggies and tofu - DON'T JUDGE ME. Tofu is good!)
Anyhoodle, we ordered a virtual boatload of food and proceeded to eat it all weekend. There's still plenty in the fridge, too.
Buddy is not a super picky eater. Sissy is more reluctant to try things. She is especially suspicious about vegetables, but it warms my little heart to see her wolf down the spicy broccoli "in the shiny sauce." as she says. I think she means brown sauce (probably Hoisin). She also digs the rice and the teriyaki chicken... Frankly, I can't even bring myself to look at it, much less smell it.
I went by the K-Roger last week. I had to pick up a few items they had in their sale circular and I also picked up a beef brisket. I'm sure the other shoppers were amused hearing me say, out loud, "GROSS!" and "Eww...I have to touch this?"
When I was checking out, I even made the cashier look at it and asked, "How disgusting is this???" I do not enjoy going to the grocery, so I can at least amuse myself to make up for the painful situation.
For example: At the pharmacy, I have said - very loudly - "Hurry up with my herpes medicine!" I save that one for when other patrons are breathing down my neck and obviously want a date with me. How 'bout some privacy, jerk?
Happy Monday, hooligans! It's a beautiful day here - I hope you all have a sunshiney day!
Love,
We're very diplomatic and take a vote on the various choices nearby. This past Saturday, it was unanimous for Chinese food. Mmmmmm.
I am usually given the task of calling it in (and attempting to communicate with whoever answers the phone. Generally, it's not too tricky, but I do wish I spoke their language.) And then, the Evil Twin runs down the street to pick up the food.
As I was looking over their new menu, I noticed that the prices had gone up. But, really, for all the food you get, it's still worth the greenery. I still have enough of my meal leftover for about 3 more meals.
I typically get the Hunan Bean Curd (that's a spicy dish with veggies and tofu - DON'T JUDGE ME. Tofu is good!)
Anyhoodle, we ordered a virtual boatload of food and proceeded to eat it all weekend. There's still plenty in the fridge, too.
Buddy is not a super picky eater. Sissy is more reluctant to try things. She is especially suspicious about vegetables, but it warms my little heart to see her wolf down the spicy broccoli "in the shiny sauce." as she says. I think she means brown sauce (probably Hoisin). She also digs the rice and the teriyaki chicken... Frankly, I can't even bring myself to look at it, much less smell it.
I went by the K-Roger last week. I had to pick up a few items they had in their sale circular and I also picked up a beef brisket. I'm sure the other shoppers were amused hearing me say, out loud, "GROSS!" and "Eww...I have to touch this?"
When I was checking out, I even made the cashier look at it and asked, "How disgusting is this???" I do not enjoy going to the grocery, so I can at least amuse myself to make up for the painful situation.
For example: At the pharmacy, I have said - very loudly - "Hurry up with my herpes medicine!" I save that one for when other patrons are breathing down my neck and obviously want a date with me. How 'bout some privacy, jerk?
Happy Monday, hooligans! It's a beautiful day here - I hope you all have a sunshiney day!
Love,
Friday, April 13, 2012
Stranger Danger
Don't know why, but it just feels like it would be never-ending. I'm always so tired. It doesn't matter how early I get in bed, I'm still just worn out by the daily grind of getting the kids ready for school and maybe or maybe not making lunch for the Evil Twin.
Maybe it's what is going on in the local news here. Apparently, there is a white van cruising our little burg and other towns nearby. There have been several attempts to physically snatch children outside their schools.
I worry because Buddy walks home. It's only half a mile and he generally has at least one friend, if not a handful, walking with him. That makes me feel better.
But, I gathered both kids last night and told them what was happening. (I've gone over this with both of them before, but a bit of reinforcement can't hurt).
I asked them, "What do you do if someone you don't know, a stranger, tries to lure you into their car or even gets out and puts their hands on you?"
Buddy had the best answer. He said, "I would yell something I can't say in front of Sissy or you and then start running."
I said, "Good job! You both have my permission to yell, scream, hit, kick, bite or whatever. Pee your pants if you have to or spit on them, just do the grossest thing you can think of and then run in the other direction." I also tell them, "If we get separated at a store or whatever, you find a Mommy with kids, or a grandmotherly lady or a police officer."
Bud has a cell phone, so he can call the police or me. Sissy is driven to school and picked up by me. I watch her like a hawk until she enters the building (they also have a crossing guard and the principal is almost always out front in the mornings).
I still see lots of little, little ones walking to school and then walking back home every day.
Buddy started walking home last year. For the first few months, I would look out the bay window, all nervous and whatnot until I saw him come up the street.
I've calmed down a bit, but I've been known to get in my van and go looking for him if it's past "the usual time" he arrives home.
It's sad we're forced into being helicopter parents these days, because there could be some pervert or scumbag behind every bush.
And it's not just that. A week or so ago, an 8 year old in the next county over was hit and killed by an SUV. He darted out in the road, the driver couldn't break fast enough - totally an accident, but it gives me one more thing to worry about.
I'm glad I had "the talk" with my 2 little rugrats again. Hopefully, it's only a matter of time before the po-po pick up Mr. White Van Man and the trash is taken off our streets! It pisses me right off!
Happy Friday, hooligans! Enjoy the weekend and I'll be back Monday. :-)
Love,
Maybe it's what is going on in the local news here. Apparently, there is a white van cruising our little burg and other towns nearby. There have been several attempts to physically snatch children outside their schools.
I worry because Buddy walks home. It's only half a mile and he generally has at least one friend, if not a handful, walking with him. That makes me feel better.
But, I gathered both kids last night and told them what was happening. (I've gone over this with both of them before, but a bit of reinforcement can't hurt).
I asked them, "What do you do if someone you don't know, a stranger, tries to lure you into their car or even gets out and puts their hands on you?"
Buddy had the best answer. He said, "I would yell something I can't say in front of Sissy or you and then start running."
I said, "Good job! You both have my permission to yell, scream, hit, kick, bite or whatever. Pee your pants if you have to or spit on them, just do the grossest thing you can think of and then run in the other direction." I also tell them, "If we get separated at a store or whatever, you find a Mommy with kids, or a grandmotherly lady or a police officer."
Bud has a cell phone, so he can call the police or me. Sissy is driven to school and picked up by me. I watch her like a hawk until she enters the building (they also have a crossing guard and the principal is almost always out front in the mornings).
I still see lots of little, little ones walking to school and then walking back home every day.
Buddy started walking home last year. For the first few months, I would look out the bay window, all nervous and whatnot until I saw him come up the street.
I've calmed down a bit, but I've been known to get in my van and go looking for him if it's past "the usual time" he arrives home.
It's sad we're forced into being helicopter parents these days, because there could be some pervert or scumbag behind every bush.
And it's not just that. A week or so ago, an 8 year old in the next county over was hit and killed by an SUV. He darted out in the road, the driver couldn't break fast enough - totally an accident, but it gives me one more thing to worry about.
I'm glad I had "the talk" with my 2 little rugrats again. Hopefully, it's only a matter of time before the po-po pick up Mr. White Van Man and the trash is taken off our streets! It pisses me right off!
Happy Friday, hooligans! Enjoy the weekend and I'll be back Monday. :-)
Love,
Wednesday, April 11, 2012
A Report on the Skin Peel
I got my super cool chemical peel facial done yesterday and it wasn't painful or irritating at all.
In fact, it was rather relaxing. The Cosmetologist and I were fast friends - we seemed to have so much in common. They're having an "open house" type thing next Wednesday and are giving away door prizes every 30 minutes.
I REALLY want to go. Goody bags? Door prizes? Food and wine? Think I can coerce the Evil Twin to be my taxi? Maybe he can take Sissy for a haircut and then take the crotch parasites out to dinner - there's a Logan's nearby the haircut place and my little heatherns love to throw peanut shells on the floor.
It's almost like the way they treat the couch as a trash can. I've stopped wasting my breath and just clean it up myself.
Now that I'm all happy and my face feels great, I think I'll do a little research. I have quite a list of things I want to know more about....I also have housework to do, but it'll be there - still - in another hour or so.
My motto: "I'll get around to it." And, I do. Eventually. :-)
Have a wonderful Wednesday, hooligans!
Love you all,
In fact, it was rather relaxing. The Cosmetologist and I were fast friends - we seemed to have so much in common. They're having an "open house" type thing next Wednesday and are giving away door prizes every 30 minutes.
I REALLY want to go. Goody bags? Door prizes? Food and wine? Think I can coerce the Evil Twin to be my taxi? Maybe he can take Sissy for a haircut and then take the crotch parasites out to dinner - there's a Logan's nearby the haircut place and my little heatherns love to throw peanut shells on the floor.
It's almost like the way they treat the couch as a trash can. I've stopped wasting my breath and just clean it up myself.
Now that I'm all happy and my face feels great, I think I'll do a little research. I have quite a list of things I want to know more about....I also have housework to do, but it'll be there - still - in another hour or so.
My motto: "I'll get around to it." And, I do. Eventually. :-)
Have a wonderful Wednesday, hooligans!
Love you all,
Tuesday, April 10, 2012
The Longest Spring Break Ever
The schools were on Spring Break last week and then, the kids were off yesterday as well.
It's been a really looooong week and a day! Phew! I'm just happy to shuffle everyone off to school and work. Well, the Evil Twin worked during the break....but, Buddy and Sissy had a grand ol' time sniping and fussing with each other.
What's a mom to do?
I tried to tune it out and took several naps on the couch daily. I barely lifted a finger on housework, but much like herpes, it's always still there, and now I have a HUGE list waiting on me.
But today, I am going downtown to get my face peeled off. A chemical peel to be exact.
I don't know what I've gotten myself into, but on LivingSocial.com, it was such a bargain, I couldn't resist.
I just called the office and asked if I should arrive without makeup (my kabuki face takes time, y'all). I was told they would just remove it anyway. My remark? "That's HORRIFYING!"
Great Ghandi, I hope I don't run into anyone I know.
I don't take a shower first thing in the morning because the Evil Twin and Buddy use our upstairs bathroom to get ready and they have to be out the door earlier than me taking Sissy to school. So, I always look frightful when I drop her off...but, I always get out of the van and walk her to the crosswalk.
I DO try to tame my hair and I always wear lipstick. And, I also wear real clothing (not PJs or sweat/lounge pants - a bra and a clean top, I don't wear slippers, but prefer sandals when it's warm enough. Otherwise, it's my Land's End Mocs). They don't make the style I wear anymore... Sad. That's how long I've had them.
I have lots of shoes from when I used to have a paying job, but all I wear these days are these:
Or these (similar):
Wish me luck, hooligans, as I travel into unknown territory to get my face peeled.
Love,
It's been a really looooong week and a day! Phew! I'm just happy to shuffle everyone off to school and work. Well, the Evil Twin worked during the break....but, Buddy and Sissy had a grand ol' time sniping and fussing with each other.
What's a mom to do?
I tried to tune it out and took several naps on the couch daily. I barely lifted a finger on housework, but much like herpes, it's always still there, and now I have a HUGE list waiting on me.
But today, I am going downtown to get my face peeled off. A chemical peel to be exact.
I don't know what I've gotten myself into, but on LivingSocial.com, it was such a bargain, I couldn't resist.
I just called the office and asked if I should arrive without makeup (my kabuki face takes time, y'all). I was told they would just remove it anyway. My remark? "That's HORRIFYING!"
Great Ghandi, I hope I don't run into anyone I know.
I don't take a shower first thing in the morning because the Evil Twin and Buddy use our upstairs bathroom to get ready and they have to be out the door earlier than me taking Sissy to school. So, I always look frightful when I drop her off...but, I always get out of the van and walk her to the crosswalk.
I DO try to tame my hair and I always wear lipstick. And, I also wear real clothing (not PJs or sweat/lounge pants - a bra and a clean top, I don't wear slippers, but prefer sandals when it's warm enough. Otherwise, it's my Land's End Mocs). They don't make the style I wear anymore... Sad. That's how long I've had them.
I have lots of shoes from when I used to have a paying job, but all I wear these days are these:
Or these (similar):
Wish me luck, hooligans, as I travel into unknown territory to get my face peeled.
Love,
Thursday, April 5, 2012
Good Times....Good Times
Spring break is going along better than I had anticipated.
It has rained nearly every day, but it comes and goes. It's not a complete disaster! Yay!
I have to get crackin' and DO some stuff. Every day, I've been doing little things her and there, but I really need to get in gear and git 'er done.
I've been watching that "Larry the Cable Guy" show at night and as annoying as he can be, he is also redneck funny. I can always get behind redneck funny. I'm not funny and I'm only a couple of notches off "redneck", but I get it.
Alrighty, then, hooligans - it's time for me to get in the shower (at nearly 11:30A) and get moving for the day. The kids get a Spring Break. Mommy just gets more work to do. And not enough sleep to perform all the tasks.
If I had a bed with sheets and NOT a four foot pile of laundry on it, I'd be all over that mattress. Alas, I must clear and sort and fold and put away, so I'm offa here.
Have a happy Thursday, hooligans!
Love,
It has rained nearly every day, but it comes and goes. It's not a complete disaster! Yay!
I have to get crackin' and DO some stuff. Every day, I've been doing little things her and there, but I really need to get in gear and git 'er done.
I've been watching that "Larry the Cable Guy" show at night and as annoying as he can be, he is also redneck funny. I can always get behind redneck funny. I'm not funny and I'm only a couple of notches off "redneck", but I get it.
Alrighty, then, hooligans - it's time for me to get in the shower (at nearly 11:30A) and get moving for the day. The kids get a Spring Break. Mommy just gets more work to do. And not enough sleep to perform all the tasks.
If I had a bed with sheets and NOT a four foot pile of laundry on it, I'd be all over that mattress. Alas, I must clear and sort and fold and put away, so I'm offa here.
Have a happy Thursday, hooligans!
Love,
Tuesday, April 3, 2012
Spring Break
It's Spring Break for the kiddos, so I may or may not be around much.
After all, listening to them bicker about minutiae is soooo much more interesting than doing housework or checking myspam email.
It's 10:30 A and Buddy is just now waking up - after two attempts from me to get him out of bed...Oh, to be a teenager again (NOT!).
Sissy was up at the ridiculous time of around 7:30A. Why, WHY can't she sleep a bit later?? I don't know, but it makes me even crazier than normal. When Buddy was a little thing, he would stay in his bed and call out to me, "Moooommmy. Moooommy." Until I would go in his room and say, "Get up already." LOL.
Sissy feels a need to tell me about every time she has to use the bathroom and she gets out of bed at least 4 times a night to tell me something insignificant.
I still have all week to "enjoy" their presence.
Have a happy Tuesday and wonderful Spring Break, my hooligans!
Love,
After all, listening to them bicker about minutiae is soooo much more interesting than doing housework or checking my
It's 10:30 A and Buddy is just now waking up - after two attempts from me to get him out of bed...Oh, to be a teenager again (NOT!).
Sissy was up at the ridiculous time of around 7:30A. Why, WHY can't she sleep a bit later?? I don't know, but it makes me even crazier than normal. When Buddy was a little thing, he would stay in his bed and call out to me, "Moooommmy. Moooommy." Until I would go in his room and say, "Get up already." LOL.
Sissy feels a need to tell me about every time she has to use the bathroom and she gets out of bed at least 4 times a night to tell me something insignificant.
I still have all week to "enjoy" their presence.
Have a happy Tuesday and wonderful Spring Break, my hooligans!
Love,
Thursday, March 29, 2012
I'm Burning Up Here!
As usual for WV, the weather has done a 360 and is now perfectly balmy. I love it!
But, I can't bring myself to turn on the AC just yet. It HAS been on, but that was the Evil Twin's doing.
I don't know which I hate more: Winter or artificial cold air (aka The AC). It's ceiling fans and open windows for me....until it gets absolutely unbearable.
That would be July around here. Or May, if you're at Disney World in Florida.
We went the first week of May in 2009 and it was near 90 degrees at 7AM. I would make it to lunch time and finally tie my hair back and not worry about my make up that had already run off my face. I thought: "These people won't ever see me again. Probably."
But, all vanity was out the window at that point. Sort of like having a baby, and every person who works at the hospital - from your OB to the guy who delivers your lunch tray - has seen WAY too much of your naked person.
I would just shrug and tell them to move the food tray closer to me. LOL.
The Evil Twin joked that there was an oversized photo of my hoo-ha outside my room. Ya just don't care.
I'm sitting here, with my fan on and enjoying the sunshine. Bella (the cat) is perched up on the back of the loveseat, in the big bay window. She is the laziest thing I've ever seen and I think she may have pooted in her sleep. Because I smelled something pootish earlier.
Apparently, I can train her to use the toilet, but not to keep her farts to herself. Gross! At least I can hold my breath when I flush the poops down the toilet. And no, she does not use toilet paper. She licks her butt like every other kitty. Maybe she's not licking hard enough?? I don't know.
Well, that's my Thursday morning. I hope my hooligans don't have to smell any gassy pet odors or anything else unpleasant. Have a great day!
Love,
But, I can't bring myself to turn on the AC just yet. It HAS been on, but that was the Evil Twin's doing.
I don't know which I hate more: Winter or artificial cold air (aka The AC). It's ceiling fans and open windows for me....until it gets absolutely unbearable.
That would be July around here. Or May, if you're at Disney World in Florida.
We went the first week of May in 2009 and it was near 90 degrees at 7AM. I would make it to lunch time and finally tie my hair back and not worry about my make up that had already run off my face. I thought: "These people won't ever see me again. Probably."
But, all vanity was out the window at that point. Sort of like having a baby, and every person who works at the hospital - from your OB to the guy who delivers your lunch tray - has seen WAY too much of your naked person.
I would just shrug and tell them to move the food tray closer to me. LOL.
The Evil Twin joked that there was an oversized photo of my hoo-ha outside my room. Ya just don't care.
I'm sitting here, with my fan on and enjoying the sunshine. Bella (the cat) is perched up on the back of the loveseat, in the big bay window. She is the laziest thing I've ever seen and I think she may have pooted in her sleep. Because I smelled something pootish earlier.
Apparently, I can train her to use the toilet, but not to keep her farts to herself. Gross! At least I can hold my breath when I flush the poops down the toilet. And no, she does not use toilet paper. She licks her butt like every other kitty. Maybe she's not licking hard enough?? I don't know.
Well, that's my Thursday morning. I hope my hooligans don't have to smell any gassy pet odors or anything else unpleasant. Have a great day!
Love,
Tuesday, March 27, 2012
Aaaachooo
This is going to be a quickie today.
Just when I start recovering from the cold/sinus/respiratory crud, the allergies set in.
My eyes are so runny, I can barely see.
Ahhh, it's great to be ME! I don't spend time on my kabuki face, only to have it washed off by my runny and goopy eyes.
I can't see and I have to go pick up Sissy from school. FUN!
Let's hope I don't run a YELLOW light again today. Is "I can't see because my allergies are making my eyes all runny and junk." a good defense?
Happy Tuesday, hooligans. :-)
Love,
Just when I start recovering from the cold/sinus/respiratory crud, the allergies set in.
My eyes are so runny, I can barely see.
Ahhh, it's great to be ME! I don't spend time on my kabuki face, only to have it washed off by my runny and goopy eyes.
I can't see and I have to go pick up Sissy from school. FUN!
Let's hope I don't run a YELLOW light again today. Is "I can't see because my allergies are making my eyes all runny and junk." a good defense?
Happy Tuesday, hooligans. :-)
Love,
Monday, March 26, 2012
It's a Gloomy Day in the Neighborhood
As usual. I wish Mother Nature would pick a season and stick with it. I don't function well with "in between" scenarios.
At least we had a relaxing weekend - it went by much too fast!
Then, just to top off the excitement of a new week...As I was driving home after getting Sissy to school, I was pulled over by the Po-Po.
There is an intersection here where I have to turn left. The light only allows about 3 cars through before it turns red again and stays red for eleventy billion minutes. When I approached the light and started to turn, the light went to yellow, so I zipped on through.
Anyone ever heard of the "point of no return" (i.e. when you are halfway under the light, and it's yellow, it's kinda too late to stop.)
So, I continued on my trajectory, eager to get home. Only po-po had a different idea. I saw him back up into a parking lot, turn left and turn the lights on. I knew I was in his sights.
I had to drive a bit to find a place to pull over. He approached my van and I already had my license, registration and proof of insurance out. He ain't gonna catch me ridin' dirty.
I rolled my window down and said, "That light was clearly yellow." And he said, "So, you know why I pulled you over and no, that light was red." (bool). I said, "No, it was yellow and I didn't have time to stop."
That's when he pulled rank on me and said we could sit there and disagree on the matter and he could write me a ticket and see me in court, or I could just take the "friendly warning". Seeing as how gas prices are so high, I can't afford a ticket AND driving downtown. (plus, I'm a cheapskate).
I may not be too smart, but I just shrugged and shut up at that point. He contacted whoever they contact to make sure I wasn't a fugitive or wanted for any other crimes and said, "Just watch out for those red lights." It was YELLOW!
The whole thing pissed me off and wore me out, so I came home for a short nap. Now, I have to get ready for the day and do some crap around the house. Can you see where my life gets the glamor?
I didn't think so.
Hope my hooligans are having a better Monday! :-)
Love,
At least we had a relaxing weekend - it went by much too fast!
Then, just to top off the excitement of a new week...As I was driving home after getting Sissy to school, I was pulled over by the Po-Po.
There is an intersection here where I have to turn left. The light only allows about 3 cars through before it turns red again and stays red for eleventy billion minutes. When I approached the light and started to turn, the light went to yellow, so I zipped on through.
Anyone ever heard of the "point of no return" (i.e. when you are halfway under the light, and it's yellow, it's kinda too late to stop.)
So, I continued on my trajectory, eager to get home. Only po-po had a different idea. I saw him back up into a parking lot, turn left and turn the lights on. I knew I was in his sights.
I had to drive a bit to find a place to pull over. He approached my van and I already had my license, registration and proof of insurance out. He ain't gonna catch me ridin' dirty.
I rolled my window down and said, "That light was clearly yellow." And he said, "So, you know why I pulled you over and no, that light was red." (bool). I said, "No, it was yellow and I didn't have time to stop."
That's when he pulled rank on me and said we could sit there and disagree on the matter and he could write me a ticket and see me in court, or I could just take the "friendly warning". Seeing as how gas prices are so high, I can't afford a ticket AND driving downtown. (plus, I'm a cheapskate).
I may not be too smart, but I just shrugged and shut up at that point. He contacted whoever they contact to make sure I wasn't a fugitive or wanted for any other crimes and said, "Just watch out for those red lights." It was YELLOW!
The whole thing pissed me off and wore me out, so I came home for a short nap. Now, I have to get ready for the day and do some crap around the house. Can you see where my life gets the glamor?
I didn't think so.
Hope my hooligans are having a better Monday! :-)
Love,
Wednesday, March 21, 2012
Sometimes, The Lazy Sets In
But by "lazy", I mean not "doing nothing", but not doing anything too strenuous. Dishes are in the dishwasher, the kitchen is somewhat clean and I have the washer and dryer going for laundry.
It just seems like a good day to chill, organize junk, make some phone calls and pay some bills.
Regardless of what any one might tell you, organizing, bill paying and trying to keep up with a house that only stays clean for a few hours is very tedious and time consuming.
There is always something to do.
The Evil Twin doesn't believe me - that I can spend an entire day on small things (but still, things that matter and are important).
Well, I can't help it that this junk needs to be accomplished. I can only do so much in the day - I sleep approximately 6 hours a night - I just have to do my best.
Having an "invisible" disease, like MS, doesn't help any. I can be worn down to the bone, but no one else knows it or sees it. I keep the happy face for the children.
Remarkably, I'm having a great day - and I hope all my hooligans are as well. Just remember: do your best and don't feel guilty about what you miss. It'll be there tomorrow!
Love,
It just seems like a good day to chill, organize junk, make some phone calls and pay some bills.
Regardless of what any one might tell you, organizing, bill paying and trying to keep up with a house that only stays clean for a few hours is very tedious and time consuming.
There is always something to do.
The Evil Twin doesn't believe me - that I can spend an entire day on small things (but still, things that matter and are important).
Well, I can't help it that this junk needs to be accomplished. I can only do so much in the day - I sleep approximately 6 hours a night - I just have to do my best.
Having an "invisible" disease, like MS, doesn't help any. I can be worn down to the bone, but no one else knows it or sees it. I keep the happy face for the children.
Remarkably, I'm having a great day - and I hope all my hooligans are as well. Just remember: do your best and don't feel guilty about what you miss. It'll be there tomorrow!
Love,
Monday, March 19, 2012
Time
Whether it's an hour back or an hour ahead, it always takes me a week or so to get into some type of regular schedule. My sleep schedule is way off and add I wake myself up coughing several times a night to the time change...well, I haven't been getting much rest. Blah!
Then, I feel like a slug most of the early part of the day. Thankfully, at some point, I will catch my 2nd wind and be productive for a few hours in the late afternoon/evening.
A week or so ago, I got an email from a reader who wanted to submit a Friday Secret and I kept meaning to post it. Being so scatterbrained these days, I would forget to do that. SO, with that being said, I will post it this Friday and if anyone would also like to participate, make up a fake email addy (or use your own if you're bold - I'd never tell a soul anything anyway), then send your secret to eviltwinswife@gmail.com.
I will also post pictures if you send them. However, let's keep this PG-13. A little risque is ok, but let's face it: no one wants to see your bunghole with a carrot sticking out of it (truth: I have seen this before and it can't be unseen).
Have a happy Monday, hooligans!
Love,
Then, I feel like a slug most of the early part of the day. Thankfully, at some point, I will catch my 2nd wind and be productive for a few hours in the late afternoon/evening.
A week or so ago, I got an email from a reader who wanted to submit a Friday Secret and I kept meaning to post it. Being so scatterbrained these days, I would forget to do that. SO, with that being said, I will post it this Friday and if anyone would also like to participate, make up a fake email addy (or use your own if you're bold - I'd never tell a soul anything anyway), then send your secret to eviltwinswife@gmail.com.
I will also post pictures if you send them. However, let's keep this PG-13. A little risque is ok, but let's face it: no one wants to see your bunghole with a carrot sticking out of it (truth: I have seen this before and it can't be unseen).
Have a happy Monday, hooligans!
Love,
Thursday, March 15, 2012
A Strange Morning to top off a Strange Week
I love the "spring forward" time change, but it does take me a week or two to get in the groove of things.
All week, it seems like time has just been flying by. I look at the clock and it's almost time for Sissy's bath and bedtime. And I think, "Where did the day go?"
Luckily, it kind of caught up with me this morning. I had a decent night of sleep (i.e. I wasn't awakened every 2 hours in an attempt to cough up a lung or at least just try to catch my breath between hacks.), so I was motivated.
I managed to feed both children and get the little one dressed for school.
Then, the weather started acting odd. Lots of lightning and thunder and rain - but the rain was on again/off again for a bit.
After I missed a step and severely sprained my left ankle when Buddy was in preschool, that ankle has become my weather vane. We have a meteorologist on our local news by the name of Tony Cavalier. He's very likeable and a thorough weather caster.
Anyhoodle, I decided to call my bum left ankle "Bony Cavalier", because it usually knows about weather anomalies before anyone else. I'm like some ancient person..."My bursitis is acting up."
At any rate, Bony is spot on for weather updates. If I'm hobbling around, there's some atmospheric change a' coming.
Bony was not off course this morning. It's been raining with thunder and lightening.
It's almost a bit scary, but also a bit cool. The cat is having none of it and she is camped out under the coffee table.
All I know is after I dropped Sissy off at school, I made a beeline back to home base ASAP. When it rains hard around here, the valley tends to flood. Thank goodness we live on a hillside and aren't in a flood zone area.
I'll be very surprised if we have electricity later. We love our little burg, but it doesn't hold up so well under extreme weather conditions.
OK, hooligans, keep your fingers crossed for good luck that my family and I are not struck by lightning today! Eeeek!
Have a rockin' Ides of March!
Love,
All week, it seems like time has just been flying by. I look at the clock and it's almost time for Sissy's bath and bedtime. And I think, "Where did the day go?"
Luckily, it kind of caught up with me this morning. I had a decent night of sleep (i.e. I wasn't awakened every 2 hours in an attempt to cough up a lung or at least just try to catch my breath between hacks.), so I was motivated.
I managed to feed both children and get the little one dressed for school.
Then, the weather started acting odd. Lots of lightning and thunder and rain - but the rain was on again/off again for a bit.
After I missed a step and severely sprained my left ankle when Buddy was in preschool, that ankle has become my weather vane. We have a meteorologist on our local news by the name of Tony Cavalier. He's very likeable and a thorough weather caster.
Anyhoodle, I decided to call my bum left ankle "Bony Cavalier", because it usually knows about weather anomalies before anyone else. I'm like some ancient person..."My bursitis is acting up."
At any rate, Bony is spot on for weather updates. If I'm hobbling around, there's some atmospheric change a' coming.
Bony was not off course this morning. It's been raining with thunder and lightening.
It's almost a bit scary, but also a bit cool. The cat is having none of it and she is camped out under the coffee table.
All I know is after I dropped Sissy off at school, I made a beeline back to home base ASAP. When it rains hard around here, the valley tends to flood. Thank goodness we live on a hillside and aren't in a flood zone area.
I'll be very surprised if we have electricity later. We love our little burg, but it doesn't hold up so well under extreme weather conditions.
OK, hooligans, keep your fingers crossed for good luck that my family and I are not struck by lightning today! Eeeek!
Have a rockin' Ides of March!
Love,
Wednesday, March 14, 2012
More of the Same...
Sissy woke up with a fever this morning, so another kid at home with me all day. I've been feeling sluggish because I would like a full night of sleep, but the incessant coughing wakes me every so often.
I then shuffle out to the den and try to get some Zzzz's on the couch and also try to not wake the entire house up with my creeping crud.
It's a catch 22. I need rest to get better, but I can't rest because I'm sick.
I feel like we're all just passing around assorted germs. I don't get sick often, but when I do, whatever I get latches on and wants to be my BFF.
I'm trying to catch up on my good blogs I read....When I can't keep my eyes open for very long, it's difficult to read much. You know how that goes.
I've got an errand to run and then, laundry to sort. And, my day is not even halfway finished. Ugh!
So, I wish my hooligans a happy Wednesday!
Love,
I then shuffle out to the den and try to get some Zzzz's on the couch and also try to not wake the entire house up with my creeping crud.
It's a catch 22. I need rest to get better, but I can't rest because I'm sick.
I feel like we're all just passing around assorted germs. I don't get sick often, but when I do, whatever I get latches on and wants to be my BFF.
I'm trying to catch up on my good blogs I read....When I can't keep my eyes open for very long, it's difficult to read much. You know how that goes.
I've got an errand to run and then, laundry to sort. And, my day is not even halfway finished. Ugh!
So, I wish my hooligans a happy Wednesday!
Love,
Tuesday, March 13, 2012
Slowing Down
But also perking back up again. I'm so tired of having this freakin' head cold/sinus whatever going on. I just can't seem to shake it.
I just haven't had much energy lately. I try, I really do. But, sometimes I just can't finish everything. So my "to do" list grows longer and even that makes me tired just thinking about it.
Sissy and I butted heads this morning before I took her to school and I hate that. I hate anyone in the family to set off on the wrong foot for the day. I just don't think it's healthy for any parties involved. But, she can really push my buttons and Tuesdays are typically kinda stressful for me anyway.
Anypoodle, I am not going to dwell on that right now. It's water under the bridge.
I have my "to do" list handy and have already started one load of laundry. I've been so under the weather the last few days, I neglected reading all my favorite blogs, so I was able to take the time to catch up this morning. I probably didn't comment as often as usual, but believe me, I read and enjoyed them all.
And now, I must pursue the painful act of catching up on bills. :::sigh:::
I hope the hooligans are having a better Tuesday than me! :-) It's supposed to be in the 70s today, weather wise, and that should help with my perking up plan!
Love,
I just haven't had much energy lately. I try, I really do. But, sometimes I just can't finish everything. So my "to do" list grows longer and even that makes me tired just thinking about it.
Sissy and I butted heads this morning before I took her to school and I hate that. I hate anyone in the family to set off on the wrong foot for the day. I just don't think it's healthy for any parties involved. But, she can really push my buttons and Tuesdays are typically kinda stressful for me anyway.
Anypoodle, I am not going to dwell on that right now. It's water under the bridge.
I have my "to do" list handy and have already started one load of laundry. I've been so under the weather the last few days, I neglected reading all my favorite blogs, so I was able to take the time to catch up this morning. I probably didn't comment as often as usual, but believe me, I read and enjoyed them all.
And now, I must pursue the painful act of catching up on bills. :::sigh:::
I hope the hooligans are having a better Tuesday than me! :-) It's supposed to be in the 70s today, weather wise, and that should help with my perking up plan!
Love,
Thursday, March 8, 2012
Please! Spring, Hurry Up!
I'm so sick of the crazy weather lately and of being sick myself almost non stop since December.
Yesterday, around 10A, I received a call from Sissy's school. She had thrown up twice and needed to be picked up.
The Kindergarten kids are seated around rectangular tables...I think there are about 6 children per table...Anyway, the first upchuck episode was on the table. I'm sure her table-mates enjoyed that. She had pepperoni for breakfast (don't judge me, it's what she wanted and is not much different than bacon or sausage), so the breakfast came up. Such a treat for her other classmates.
I was told that the school doesn't want them to return until 24 hours past their last vomit episode, so she is home today. She feels well and says her stomach doesn't hurt.
The culprit of all this mess is the weather. We've had snow, flood watches (monsoon type rains), and sunny almost 70 degree days in the last week and a half. It's no wonder everyone is sick as can be.
I had plans yesterday to go to the Mart, but didn't want to risk a chance of my child vomiting in the store. So, we will go today. She can be my little helper.
Maybe we'll stock up on OTC meds to get us all through this sick-a-palooza.
We've had a really mild Winter, perhaps it never was cold enough to freeze all the random germs.
Have a happy and hopefully, illness-free Thursday, hooligans!
Love,
Yesterday, around 10A, I received a call from Sissy's school. She had thrown up twice and needed to be picked up.
The Kindergarten kids are seated around rectangular tables...I think there are about 6 children per table...Anyway, the first upchuck episode was on the table. I'm sure her table-mates enjoyed that. She had pepperoni for breakfast (don't judge me, it's what she wanted and is not much different than bacon or sausage), so the breakfast came up. Such a treat for her other classmates.
I was told that the school doesn't want them to return until 24 hours past their last vomit episode, so she is home today. She feels well and says her stomach doesn't hurt.
The culprit of all this mess is the weather. We've had snow, flood watches (monsoon type rains), and sunny almost 70 degree days in the last week and a half. It's no wonder everyone is sick as can be.
I had plans yesterday to go to the Mart, but didn't want to risk a chance of my child vomiting in the store. So, we will go today. She can be my little helper.
Maybe we'll stock up on OTC meds to get us all through this sick-a-palooza.
We've had a really mild Winter, perhaps it never was cold enough to freeze all the random germs.
Have a happy and hopefully, illness-free Thursday, hooligans!
Love,
Tuesday, March 6, 2012
Watch Kitteh
Bella has become a diligent watch kitteh for our house in the last few months. We can always tell if an unusual vehicle drives onto our little dead end road or if anyone is approaching the house.
She starts growling, her tail puffs up and she usually runs for a bed to hide under.
This morning, I woke up coughing and snotting, as has been my case for at least a week. It was very early in the morning, so I decided to just try to get some rest on the couch instead of waking up the whole family with my creeping crud.
Bella has always been my little shadow, so she escorted me from the bedroom to the den, made herself comfy and I made myself comfy. For a bit.... then she comes running onto the couch and is looking out the big bay window. Not only was her tail puffed up, but the hairs on her back were straight up as well.
I looked outside. It was still dark and I couldn't see anything, but it's not unusual at all to have any number of woodland critters in our yard. I didn't see any squirrels, chipmunks, rabbits, birds or deer. There was no one parked in our driveway. I don't know what set her off, but I'm glad to have her around.
She doesn't growl or get all hinky about the neighbors and their cars. I think she recognizes them. She also knows the mailman's truck.
She is extremely peeved if anyone she doesn't recognize enters the house. There will be much low growling and she'll get real close to the ground in search of a happy bed to hide under.
To think this little woobie was in a shelter out in the middle of nowhere Kentucky makes me sad. She does get into mischief, but overall, she makes me so happy. :-)
Here's her "adoption" photo:
She is much bigger, spoiled rotten and fat as a pig now, but she's mine. And, she looks after us.
Dogs need to be walked every day and go outside to do their business. Bella is content to sleep on the couch all day and uses the regular toilet (no litter box for my baby). I like the "no frills" pets. :-)
Hooligans, happy Tuesday!
Love,
BTW: She is named for the Spanish word for beautiful and NOT the Twilight chick.
She starts growling, her tail puffs up and she usually runs for a bed to hide under.
This morning, I woke up coughing and snotting, as has been my case for at least a week. It was very early in the morning, so I decided to just try to get some rest on the couch instead of waking up the whole family with my creeping crud.
Bella has always been my little shadow, so she escorted me from the bedroom to the den, made herself comfy and I made myself comfy. For a bit.... then she comes running onto the couch and is looking out the big bay window. Not only was her tail puffed up, but the hairs on her back were straight up as well.
I looked outside. It was still dark and I couldn't see anything, but it's not unusual at all to have any number of woodland critters in our yard. I didn't see any squirrels, chipmunks, rabbits, birds or deer. There was no one parked in our driveway. I don't know what set her off, but I'm glad to have her around.
She doesn't growl or get all hinky about the neighbors and their cars. I think she recognizes them. She also knows the mailman's truck.
She is extremely peeved if anyone she doesn't recognize enters the house. There will be much low growling and she'll get real close to the ground in search of a happy bed to hide under.
To think this little woobie was in a shelter out in the middle of nowhere Kentucky makes me sad. She does get into mischief, but overall, she makes me so happy. :-)
Here's her "adoption" photo:
She is much bigger, spoiled rotten and fat as a pig now, but she's mine. And, she looks after us.
Dogs need to be walked every day and go outside to do their business. Bella is content to sleep on the couch all day and uses the regular toilet (no litter box for my baby). I like the "no frills" pets. :-)
Hooligans, happy Tuesday!
Love,
BTW: She is named for the Spanish word for beautiful and NOT the Twilight chick.
Monday, March 5, 2012
It's March?
Aaaaand it started snowing yesterday evening. I didn't think it would stick, but it did.
I woke up early this morning (as usual, since my sinuses, the coughing fits and a certain four legged fur ball tend to rouse me early) and shortly thereafter, I got the autobot call from the county that our county had a two hour delay. Most of the counties around us did too and a few in more rural areas were closed altogether.
This is really the most snow we've had this year. I'm not pleased at all, but it's supposed to be 57 degrees tomorrow, so I think everything will melt and we'll move forward to Spring. I can't wait!
When the Evil Twin retires, I have my sights set on Orlando. You can take the girl out of the South, but you can't take the South out of the girl.
I'm like Jim Morrison, only I'm the Lizard Queen. And, I'm female. And not a druggie or a hippie, so yeah, only a tiny bit in name only. I'm pretty sure I'm cold blooded. Maybe that's why I like all my slithery and lizardy compadres so much.
I've already lost half a day to the "two hour delay" sitch and I have so much to do.
I'm going to do as much as I can, so I'm outta here. Hope all my hooligans have a better Monday than me. :-)
Love,
I woke up early this morning (as usual, since my sinuses, the coughing fits and a certain four legged fur ball tend to rouse me early) and shortly thereafter, I got the autobot call from the county that our county had a two hour delay. Most of the counties around us did too and a few in more rural areas were closed altogether.
This is really the most snow we've had this year. I'm not pleased at all, but it's supposed to be 57 degrees tomorrow, so I think everything will melt and we'll move forward to Spring. I can't wait!
When the Evil Twin retires, I have my sights set on Orlando. You can take the girl out of the South, but you can't take the South out of the girl.
I'm like Jim Morrison, only I'm the Lizard Queen. And, I'm female. And not a druggie or a hippie, so yeah, only a tiny bit in name only. I'm pretty sure I'm cold blooded. Maybe that's why I like all my slithery and lizardy compadres so much.
I've already lost half a day to the "two hour delay" sitch and I have so much to do.
I'm going to do as much as I can, so I'm outta here. Hope all my hooligans have a better Monday than me. :-)
Love,
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