One of the most important jobs in my life is educating. I try very hard to deliver life lessons to my kids and their friends. I mean, after 46 years of living, I have had plenty of different experiences and I’d rather pass along those lessons so that others can benefit from my wisdom *cough*
Today, I will share just a few of those messages. So watch. Listen. Learn.
Two things that don’t show up together any more are “Metalmom” and “interracial gang bang”, so imagine my surprise when I saw that in my links!
I tend to catch a lot of porn links in my spam web. (Along with all the online drug links I could ever want or need!) So I almost left it alone. I mean, really, do I want to click on a link like that and contract a CTD (Computer transmitted disease)?
But then I noticed it was from my friend NYCWD. He loves me more than an interracial gang bang! (Do I really want to know how he can compare us? Umm….NO! I’ll take his word for it! 
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Sistas #1 and#2- Holy Crappers
I love you guys too!
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Hey! Guess what I saw tonight while walking through a park with Hubs? DEER! Four of them! Just standing there in a clearing, looking at us. I thought they were small (and assumed they were young) Apparently they were female and Hubs said “Get the fuck of out of here! Rutting season is close and we don’t want to run into a male!”
We hauled ass out of there really quick!
This is about as political as I can get. It made me laugh.
http://www.peteyandpetunia.com/VoteHere/VoteHere.htm
Pass it on if you’d like. It was worth it!!
Now that my husband and I have grown kids, we like to do the things that we always put aside. We now take vacations. (Sometimes more than one!) We now take in a show or two. (If I had my way, we’d see alot more shows.) We also like to go out to dinner, which we will do three or four times a month. These are the times that we socialize. Sometimes it’s just the two of us, and other times it’s in a group.
It is the group gatherings that are getting to be a pain in the ass.
Due to the non-smoking policies being enforced in restaurants and rental halls, gatherings are less of a gather.
When Dad passed away this summer, we had a nice luncheon with just immediate family. (In Hub’s family, immediate family includes aunts, uncles and cousins) Some of the extended family, we hadn’t seen in ages. But we still didn’t get to see everyone. The party was split into two: the ones indoors who don’t smoke and the ones outdoors who do.
Of course, not everyone goes outside to smoke at the same time. But if you finished your smoke and started to head inside, someone else was on their way out and said “Just stand out here with me for a second while I finish this cigarette.”
As a non-smoker, I got to visit with the ‘old aunts’ and the ‘little kids’, while all the cool kids were outside.
This is not a tirade against the smokers. I understand why people smoke and why they don’t (or can’t) quit. I have come to be tolerant when in a social setting.
My problem is with the Clean Air Act being enforced in restaurants and social halls with no leeway at all.
This means that I will be taken out to dinner less. This means that I will see less of my friends and family while they are outside. This means that when making plans of any kind, I must now go through the hassle of finding smoker friendly accommodations.This also means that when I want to dance at reception, I have to go outside, find Hubs, and come back to dance floor just in time for the next song to begin.
Before I hear from all the non-smokers that say they are grateful for the “unpolluted air” and “their rights are finally being recognized”, I’d like to say:
If you are annoyed by the smoke, why can’t you move or ask the smoker to move away from you? When asked, most will gladly do so. If you are annoyed, why can’t you be tolerant enough to ask that a ‘smoking area’ be designated inside where I can socialize with them too?
The smokers among my friends and family are not going to quit willingly. They will go outside like mailmen….in the rain, snow, sleet, and hail. In the cold, and in the heat…
and I’ll be sitting at my table, twiddling my thumbs….waiting for someone to come back in.
Or I’ll take up smoking again.
I woke up Saturday missing a vital part of my physical being.
I lost my voice. I am feeling a little ‘hoarse’.
For some reason, though you’d think I’d be bursting with unspoken words (and thus desperate to blog) I am just sitting around reading, watching TV and napping. I’ve only popped onto the computer sporadically.
My throat isn’t very sore at all. No fever. Just mute. Today is the second day of silence.
My family is in heaven.
And that’s all I have to say about that.
Thursday-I am craving:
Friday-I am going to see:
Yes, It’s Cheech and Chong together again after far too many years. I’m going with Hubs, Sons1 and 2, Babygirl and Shenanigans.The show will be followed by much drinking and merry-making.
Saturday-I hope I don’t wake up like this again.
I’m not very happy with the animal kingdom lately. First the spider, and now my dog.
Yes, I still love my snookie-wookums. He is still the cutest widdle bundle o’ fur in the world.
BUT….
I have taken all the balls away from him. I have taken all the rubber things away. (Stop right now if you have something dirty to say about those comments!) He had a little fishy and a caterpillar made of rubber. He tore the hell out of them and I began to find bits of them in his poop. So I took them away, one by one.
He had a rubber bouncy ball and a tennis ball…even a large softball. Those he couldn’t tear up, he now rolls under the furniture.
Constantly.
He has had them roll under the television stand. Then he lays on the floor and scratches the finish on the cabinet and it is getting ruined. I want to throttle him! I want to punish him….but he’s so cute!
They go so far under the couches that I have to get down on my hands and knees to retrieve them for him. Otherwise, he will dig at the covers and whine until he gets them back.
This is the worst. Not because I have to get them back for him, but because he has invented a new game. It’s called “Let’s jump on mommy’s back while she’s sprawled on the floor” A variation on this game is “Hey! Bite mommy’s hair and pull on it until she yells” But his favorite variation is “Ha,Ha!! I can bite your butt from here!”
I was really looking forward to not having kids around for a few weeks. Instead I was blessed with the ultimate bratty child…..
The hardest one to train!
Every fall, we notice that we get a spider somewhere near our front door. It may make a home between the railing and the little azalea bush or just all over the front of the tall bush. Occasionally, it builds right across our front door, working its web from railing to railing. This isn’t just any spider, it is a big’un.
This isn’t cool. I am deathly afraid of them. They sense this and I think they stalk me.
Son2 works a second job that sees him come home between midnight and 2am. This is no time to find yourself covered in sticky web-especially when you know how big the culprit is. I don’t think the neighbors want to hear a man screaming all the swear words ever created at that time of night!
Don’t believe me? I wouldn’t lie about this shit!! Here, have a gander!
This fellow has prompted Son1 to use this warning to Babygirl and myself:”Get in and shut the door quick, before it eats someone.”
I took that advice seriously!
This week I have a bit of time on my hands, so I decided to do the “Big Fall Sweep”.
The Big Fall Sweep is what I do while I get ready for the fall and winter. You know, the jobs that it has been too hot to tackle. The jobs that have to get done now before the weather gets too cold.
Jobs like the outsides of my windows, putting away the summer clothes, taking out the fall clothes, bringing the holiday decorations (Halloween, Thanksgiving and Christmas) to the front of the storage area. I need to change some sheets and air out the bedrooms a bit. Now that it is starting to get cooler at night, I need to find a place for the plants I bought this year.
I have wandered around the house like Goldilocks.
This job is too hard. That job requires a partner or I’ll kill myself. This job can be set aside for a rainy day. I haven’t yet found the job that is just right.
I know it needs to be done. I know that one day soon, I’ll be startled to learn that Halloween is here. I may end up with kids here and lament the fact that I got nothing done. I have storage bins in my bedroom. They are now in the way. I have bins in the office. They are also in the way.
But somehow, I lack the motivation. Where does that come from? How can I light a fire under my ass to do the things I need to do? I look around the house and think,”That will take a long time. I’ll need energy. I’d better stop and eat lunch.”
Stop what? I haven’t started anything yet!
Maybe I should just walk the dog and then take a nap. Maybe I can dream of a clean house instead.
Just a few things:
*I went to the wedding on Friday night. The bride was gorgeous, the groom was handsome, I had a great time. I wore the print dress (Hubs liked that one alot) I was rewarded for the effort 
. Unfortunately, I don’t have pictures of myself, but they do exist for other people.
Don’t they look happy?
*I am now entering the second full week of my Alli diet. So far, so good. No ‘distress’. No starvation. I even found ice cream sandwiches that fulfill the cravings for sweet, chocolate, and cold all at one time! AND….I have lost 6 pounds!!
*The kids have all returned to school- preschool, grade school and high school. I am currently here alone during the day. But as the saying goes, “feast or famine”. I have gotten inquiries from two moms. One with an 8 month old and a two year old and another with twin three year old boys! I wonder if I can handle them all…..although I have learned that the more you have the easier it is to amuse them. I will be interviewing them this week.
So that’s all I’ve got going on over here. I hope every one has a good week!
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