Oct 31, 2007
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Oct 23, 2007
The nice part about being a pessimist is that you are constantly being either proven right or pleasantly surprised. ~George F. Will, The Leveling Win
I found out last night that my Grandmother, whom I am very close too has some suspicious nodules on her lungs. I am praying for the best but bracing for the worst. All I can do right now is wait..
It doesn't hurt to be optimistic. You can always cry later. ~Lucimar Santos de Lima
Oct 19, 2007
If someone with multiple personalities threatens to kill himself, is it considered a hostage situation?
Oct 17, 2007
Oct 15, 2007
Saturday in bed again. All day. Fingers swollen, body aching, down and out lupus stuff. Feeling sorry for myself. Almost went the whole day without smoking though. Then I realized I hadn't smoked all day and had to run outside to remedy it. Same for food. I won't be a bit hungry and then I realize there is cake and I have to run to the kitchen to remedy that too. Ain't OCD a bitch? It's like I can't shake it out of my mind until I eat or smoke. Then the guilt sets in. And around and round we go. Merry-go-round emotions.. You can give Mac your condolences here.
Sunday- I can't stop moving. Now it's time to catch up on all the crap I didn't do on Saturday. I finally got all my really summery shit out of my closet and boxed and hang up all my new purchases. Another lovely side effect of bi-polar. Spending money. Anyhoo.. Mac even remarked that he had forgotten what my couch looked like.
I then made chocolate mousse from scratch, banana bread and a pesto pasta dish I concocted. Gotten fatten them all up for the slaughter.
Oops. i said that out loud. I just keep telling the kids that the alter is for all Mommies pretties. They aren't entirely convinced daggers and cauldrons are pretty though.
So that's about the pace with me. Dead to the world or shimming around like a caffeinated ferret.
Peace to ya Mother's.
Oct 12, 2007
I will get around to reading all your wonderful blogs REAL soon!
AND... Happy Happy HAPPY Birthday to Pookie
and Buckaroo Banzai!
You guys ROCK...Love you crazy kids!
Oct 10, 2007
Oct 8, 2007
Well let's just say it was humbling weekend. I learned alot about my role as a parent and teacher. I feel as if I've failed and therefore set in motion actions that never should have occurred. This is how the story goes-
Thursday afternoon. My son and his friend Jacob skate down to an apartment belonging to another little boy at their school. The rumor is, the boy and his friend were being the heavies of another boy who got beat up by the boy in the apartment. Idiots retaliate.
So, they skate over to these apartments and knock on the door. The boy answers and let's Jacob in, but not my son. Apparently they taunt him to the point that he beats on the door with his skateboard causing the actual door the split and then he breaks the kitchen window and enters the apartment.
Can you say Breaking and Entering?!
Then he fights the boy in the apartment. They slug it out awhile and then he and Jacob take of skating with the parents cigars to smoke. The best part is I get to pay all the damages..
Where did I go wrong? My son has always been such a mild mannered and caring little boy. This caught me so off guard I don't know what to think. I know kids are mischievous but WTF! The punishment I hope will last with him for years, but I doubt it. Besides being our little slave and loosing all modern privileges I think some public humiliation might be in order.
I like to break into
peoples houses because
I want to go to the penitentiary
Just imagine holding that sign on the busiest corner in town. Too harsh? I really don't think so..
Oct 4, 2007
So, I went to the book store, bought the cards etc.. The really medieval ones that even the most seasoned pagan couldn't read. The antiquated language leaves me..well feeling stupid to say the least. I think I am doing so good. I seem to be
5 0f Wands Definition- Petty arguements between groups of people. A sham of a fight. A squabble. Yet of course many different cards have many different meanings.
*Ok so, I either hope groups of people fight, or I fear a sham squabble.*
Oh.Em.Eff.BeGeeNess.. I suck at this. What kind of Pagan am I? Definetly the kind that won't get invited to the next Hot Wicca Mama's Bake Sale, I can assure you.
Too top it off, the 10th card meant to represent the final results (Sum total of all other cards) is the Fool.
The Fool Definition- Innocence, Blinded by ignorance, the novice.
*Well no shit Sherlock. I wouldn't have bought the damn book if I thought I could master this today. So apparently this is some big cosmic ha- ha. Lesson learned.
Or Not. I'm already shopping for my next deck of cards. The really pretty ones. And the Idiot's Guide.
Oct 3, 2007
Oct 1, 2007
Sorry guys if my posts have been sporatic and lacking any real reason. I've had this
I can't fucking breathe chest cold. I sit here looking at the computer and absolutely nothing comes to me. I'll spare you the details of hacking up my left lung or what color it was, and just say I am here in spirit.
In other news, apparently the Filipinos can use their cell phones as virtual wallets. If a phone were to replace my purse right now, it would weigh 50lbs. God knows I might need that $30.00 in change I carry in the bottom. What if I found myself in a really expensive pay toilet or
pay a hooker I decided to ride the bus. Is that fancy shmancy little phone gonna pay a taxi driver? I think not. I'm not sure I trust this technology enough to give it my money. With my luck I would accidently text my money to Aljazeer.net and get arrested for siding with terrorists. No thank you. I take alot of comfort knowing I could live out of my purse for several days. My phone and I, well we're just not that close yet.