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August 29

Lost my mind

I think my mind has finally went KER-PLOP. Yes, that is a word I am sure of it.  I am working, working away quite hard actually and yet my mind is racing about foster kids, what I need, how much of each I need, what I can wait to buy till later once I actually get the kids since I don't know what ages I will get first, what I need to have no matter what etc.  I do the math in my head quickly as I am doing a Profit and Loss report and I come up with 12 car seats.  Well, knowing my mind has went KER-PLOP that quickly turns into a song..
 
12 Car Seats
11 Kinds of Toys
10 Pacifcers
9 Packages of Bottles
8 Sets of Bedding
7 Sets of towels
6 Different Sizes of Diapers
 
5 BOXS OF HAIR DYE
 
4 Favorite Blankies
3 High Chairs
2 More Storllers
 
AND 1 Huge Diaper Bag!!!!!!!
August 28

The big one is gonna hit...

Hello my friends!
 
I am sorry that I have not been able to blog yet. I did try to make it around to a few blogs and get caught up. I ran out of time and could not make it to everyones and some I read but did not get to leave a comment due to lack of time.  I was this || close to being caught up here at my office and the BIG ONE HIT. What I would call Nagasaki. The big one! Which in my terms means..IRS. Ha! Hiroshima might be soon to follow here at this office.  The accountants are scrambling, the boss is freaking out, they have me scrambling because of poor planning on their parts.  I have to get stuff done that they have been putting me off on since February in about a weeks time. So it is looking more and more like I am not going to be blogging for at least another week if not longer. As I said in my last blog I will try to get to blogs and comment from home but I have been super busy at home lately and can not even get a moment to breathe, eat or pee till after midnight each and every night.
 
A little funny for ya before I leave you all again. You know those turtles I told you all about that Alan just had to bring back from Oklahoma with him? Yeah..well, these things have bred. We have eggs! 2 at the moment but they lay their eggs every few days so there should be more coming. Just what I need! Baby turtles!  We noticed our first egg on Satruday from one of the females and they take about 100 days to hatch, so that means, end of Nov early Dec babies? 
 
I will do my best to visit ya'll but I can not make any promises.   Talk to you guys soon! Miss you guys!!!
August 18

Internet Vacation

I am taking a Internet Vacation beginning tomorrow.  I will be checking my e-mails from home in the evenings but will not be blogging myself or reading other blogs. I will not be posting on any of my other sites as well for the rest of the week. Due to my enormous facination with your lives I have slacked off at my job and really need to get a lot of the petty stuff done such as filing. YUCK! As well as some deep cleaning of my office and forcing Dan the boss to let me either get my computer fixed once and for all no matter the cost OR getting a new computer that will not cause me serious grief.
 
I will be back Monday. Hopefully fresh full of blogging fun!
 
Have a great week everyone!
August 13

In lieu of...

A regular blog..I saw this on MSN this morning and thought it might be fun to put on here.
 
 
 
Nobody's perfect. That's one thing we can all agree about. Sometimes, we even admit to our own faults.

We're still better at noticing those of others, though, especially those who know us well enough to irritate us - to "push our buttons," so to speak. And your astrological sign can have a lot to do with those buttons. What sends an Aries over the edge wouldn't even faze a Capricorn.

What drives you absolutely crazy? Check for your pet peeves in the list below, and when they come up, consider it your mission to count to ten - or 100, if that's what it takes - to keep your cool.

Aries:
Yours is the most impatient sign of all, Aries, so naturally, what irritates you most is waiting. Period. You want to be the first one in, the first one out, and at the very head of the pack in the left hand lane, whether it's rush hour or 3 a.m. Your impatience also extends to your temper. That said, Pet Peeve #2 is anyone who won't fight back. After all, what's better than a worthy opponent?

Taurus:
Unlike your Aries and Gemini neighbors, you, Taurus, can't stand rushing. You believe in measuring twice (at least) and cutting once, in thinking before you act, and in choosing your words and actions as carefully as possible. What drives you crazy more than anything, then, is haste - but unexpected change is a close second. In fact, unlike most of us, you're not particularly fond of surprises, even if they're pleasant ones.



Gemini:
Mercury is your planet, Gemini, the guy with the wings on his head and his feet, symbolizing his quicksilver abilities when it comes to mental and physical speed. So, understandably, nothing makes you crazier than someone who just won't cut to the chase when they're telling a story or refuses to take a shortcut when they know they're running late - although it's hard to imagine how they could resist, with all the tapping and fidgeting you do while you're waiting.

Cancer:
Safety, security, and your home and family are what matter most to you, Cancer, and there's nothing you love more than spending an evening at your place, surrounded by loved ones, snuggled up under a quilt. So what makes you nuts? Being dragged out by a well-meaning friend who's decided that you "need more socializing." That's grounds for . . . well, for all kinds of things. Second, though, is having to eat someone else's cooking, which is seldom, if ever, as good as yours.

Leo:
Yours is the sign of the performer, Leo. You can turn any place into a stage, from an actual podium to a bar to the front of a classroom. What makes you crazy is one thing: someone who tries to steal your applause. You work hard to keep everyone amused and entertained, and you enjoy it as much as they do. The spotlight is only so wide, though, so when someone tries to snag some of it, you won't hesitate to show your disapproval.

Virgo:
Cleanliness. Order. Organization. That's what you need to function at your best, Virgo, in your personal surroundings, your workplace, and your daily schedule. So what drives you crazy more than anything else is filthy, unsanitary, or disorganized conditions, as well as people who exhibit those qualities. It's the dirty details where you personally see the devil - and even if you have to scrub your fingers to the bone, you will be rid of him.

Libra:
Contrary to popular opinion, your specialty, Libra, is not "balance" itself, it's restoring balance to unbalanced situations. So what you can't stand, more than anything else, is seeing lopsided, prejudiced, unfair, or discriminatory conditions. It brings out the cruise director, mediator, and judge in you. In other words, you put your own feelings aside to become whatever it takes to make things "nice" again.

Scorpio:
Your sign is famous for its love of depth, intensity, and digging below the surface. So what makes you crazier than anything is meeting up with someone who goes out of his way to be shallow, cavalier about important issues (especially the ones you feel most strongly about) and superficial. It makes you wonder what he or she is really up to - and wondering is what keeps you from getting a decent night's sleep.

Sagittarius:
You love to learn, travel, and have fun with interesting others. In short, if it's new, uncharted territory, if you feel that you're boldly going where no one has gone before - yourself in particular - then you're game. What you can't stand - what you absolutely cannot and will not tolerate, no matter what - is boredom. That's your #1 Pet Peeve. A close second? Someone who dares to tell you "no," regardless of why.

Capricorn:
When it comes to taking charge, while you may occasionally pretend you don't absolutely adore it, to be perfectly honest, you know you do - and you know we all love it when you're "driving," because you're so good at it. So what absolutely makes you nuts is having to take orders from someone who's not only less qualified than yourself, but also pitifully less suited to the position. Fortunately, that doesn't happen much, now does it?

Aquarius:
You're the rebel, the radical, and the eccentric in every group, whether it's family, friends, or your team at work. You love and cultivate those labels because of the freedom they allow you to be yourself. The worst thing, then - the very worst thing of all, in your eyes - is being pressed into a mold, being told what to do, having to obey, and being forced to act like everyone else. It's simply not acceptable - and it doesn't happen often…

Pisces:
Your specialty, Pisces, is emotions, maybe even more so than sentimental Cancer. You're comfortable sniffling and dabbing at your eyes during a sad movie (or a commercial, for that matter) and rather - no, extremely - proud of your ability to sense what's wrong with a loved one before they even realize it themselves. So what makes you most irritated is when someone tells you you're being "overly emotional." After all, in your eyes (which is what matters), can you ever be too emotional?
 
 
August 12

Quickly

I am on the brink of screaming. If my computer does not stop freezing up every 5 minutes I am going to toss the thing out into the street and quit this job. I am honestly at my wits end!

I am going to make this short, seeing as how I am saving this entry after every sentence.

Alan and I did not end up going Galloping, as Fay would put it. Alan’s dad had some other stuff going on. This coming weekend is not good for me. I have a benefit dinner Sunday and Alan’s parents will be busy on Saturday. So that leaves Labor day weekend.

Not much to this past weekend. It feels as if nothing got accomplished, things only got messier or mess just got moved around. Never cleaned up, put up or taken care of. The people that did buy the travel trailer did come and pick it up Saturday. That was the highlight of the weekend.

Pretty boring if you do ask me.

August 08

I'm Rollin Now!

You all ready for this?  As you all know from yesterdays blog. Alans family does not know we are doing foster care. So since they don't know that there is no way Alan's mom would know that is the reason why he needed his birth certificate.   But guess WHY..she thinks he needs it?
 
She asked him..WHY? Did Trish have a baby?  LOL!!!!
 
What? Have a baby? Uh dumb woman..you just saw me 2 weeks ago....Did I freakin look pregnant to you? I mean..I know some people can hide a pregnancy..but seriously, a 114 lb person..CAN'T!  Plus...you don't need a freaking birth certificate to have a baby or to have your name put on the baby's certificate. Alan said he was unable to convince her that I was not/ nor will I ever be pregnant or have a baby! 
 
Now get this..the fact the MIL thinks this..has already came down the gossip line! Today is Flagans birthday, Flagans mom called him to wish him a happy birthday while we were driving to work this morning. She informed him that Jeri informed her that she was going to be a grandma! HAHA! Flagan about fell out of the car laughing so hard. Of course Flagan's mom who saw me last week KNEW damn well I was not, but she knew we would all get a kick out of it! TOO FUNNY HUH?
 
So my evil plan...I'm going to drink this weekend at their house. I'm gonna hang a six pack of bud light over my saddle horn and drink it till my hearts delight while I am out moving cows and branding. I think I might do some shots while I'm at it as well!
 
 
August 07

CERTIFIABLE

You know..lately on my blog the only thing you see tends to be a rant, negative or I am down right making fun of somebody or being mean.
 
Well, today is not going to be much different. I am about let loose a rant..but I am going to end it in a nice way. How's that?
 
THE MOTHER IN LAW we have all come to know and love so much. Excuse me while I barf up my lunch..............................
 
Ok..I'm better now. The MIL is certifiable. She is a freakin whack job! To bad I am not a mafia princess or part of a mafia family. I would so order a hit on that woman.
 
As I posted a while ago, Alan and I are in the process of getting Licensed for Foster Care in the new county we live in. Great right? Ahh.. not so fast. Alan needs his birth certifcate. Guess who has his birth certificate? No..it's not Santa Claus or the Tooth Fariy. It's JERI THE PSYCO MIL! 
 
Now, Alan is a very private person. But you throw his stupid, ignorant, missing teeth family into it and well..HE BECOMES REALLY PRIVATE.  It is none of their business if we are becoming foster parents or not. He said he did not want to share that with his family and that is fine by me. They freaked out the first time he let them in on him getting cleared to be around me when I had Carlos. So them knowing he would be fully licensed would send them over the edge.  Now, one might say..WHY WOULD THEY GET UPSET? Well,lets add one more ingredient to the list of names I have for them...RACIAL. Aww, yes..my wonderful in-laws are racial. They did not like the fact that Alan would be in contact with MEXICANS, AFRICAN AMERICAN(EXCEPT THEY USE THE "N" WORD) AN LOW LIFE'S as they have politely put it! Hmph!
 
Apparently Alan spoke to his mother at some point today. He informed her we would be coming to Gallup this weekend to help his dad move cows. As well as the fact he would need his birth certifcate.  Well, he did not want to tell her why he needed it, just that he needed it. So what does she do? She calls me to see WHY he needs it!  I did not answer my phone but I did get this nice little voice mail demanding why he needed it. That there is no reason he would need his birth certficate and she would not be giving it to him. That it is legaly her's and she needs to keep it for her records for her attorneys.
 
WHAT IN THE FREAKIN NAME IN HELL IS SHE TALKING ABOUT! Needs it for her attorneys? One of those voices that talks to her needs to convince her to kill herself already! 
 
Little does she know..Alan can order a CERTIFIED COPY of his birth certificate fromt he Oklahoma Department of Health! I filled out the form in less than 5 minutes online and now all I need to do is attach copies of his drivers license to the application, something I can do from home with the scanner! Stupid Cunt! GRRRR! 

On a lighter note! Hahaha!  Alan sold our travler tralier! WHOO FREAKIN WHOO!!  He listed it on Craigs List at 12:18am Sunday morning. Before 9am we got a call from a family wanting to look at it. They came over Monday night to see it and bought it right then and there. Whipped out the cash and BOOM SOLD!
 
Any idea what some of that money might be spent on?  A TV. Not just any TV but a 70 inch LCD! Do you think I picked that out? Uh..no! Haha!  Never the less..I need to see if I can talk my husband down a size or two or maybe 12 inches.  Now how hard do you think it will be to talk a man out of 12 extra inches?   Yeah..I think this might be a losing battle! Hmph!
 
August 05

If that don't make you cranky....

For 2 days now my office has been listening to Eric Clapton on a continual loop! Ok, so today might be the start of day 2 but still.
All day yesterday Dan was in the office, which is good cause we all needed him to get some work done so the rest of us had work to do. But in exchange for this, we have been listening to some greatest hits CD's, (yes CD's as in PLURAL, meaning more than 1!) or something.
 
I will admit the occasional Eric Clapton is fine. I like some of his songs. BUT ALL DAY YESTERDAY and MORE TODAY? I very well could lose my mind and go right over that edge of sanity I have been teeter totting on! There is not 1, not 2 but 3 different versions of, IF I SEE YOU IN HEAVEN that we have listened to all 3 versions at least 4 times!  Heck there has been a few other songs as well that have more than one version to it we have listened to, over and over and over. 
 
I'm not really sure if maybe Dan is suicidal, depressed or what. But my head is pounding, I have not gotten a good nights sleep 2 nights in a row and I've got more on my plate commitment wise than I can juggle comfortably right now. I do not care, do not want to, nor will I ever want to listen to Eric Clapton like this. Hell, I don't think Eric Clapton himself would want to listen to his own music or any other artist for this long.
 
So if that don't make you cranky..I'm not really sure what will. Hmph!
 
Oh Jesus..it's to early for this shit..I need some friggen coffee!
 
 
July 31

You awake?

For months now Alan and I have been car pooling to work. Last week Flagan asked if he could start car pooling with us. So all last week and this week we have been car pooling with Flagan. On the mornings that Alan does not have to be at work early and we take seperate vehicles HE DRIVES. I get to sleep a bit later cause I can put on my make-up while driving into town. 
 
Now that Flagan is riding with us I have been sitting in the back seat. Since Flagan just lives down the road from us, I just get in the back seat to begin with. This morning was no different. Alan and I walked out the garage, I walked around to the drivers back seat and got in. Alan, walked around the front passengers seat and got in. We sat there for a moment, me baffled and giggling lightly when suddenly Alan speaks out loud, what he thought was just to himself.."NOW WHERE IN THE HELL DID THAT WOMAN GO?"
 
I spoke up form the back seat, startled him a bit and said.."RIGHT HERE YOU NUM NUTS".  He looked back at me sitting in the back seat and said, "What the hell am I doing? I'm suppose to be driving!"  I smiled and said..DUH!!!
 
He got out the car and walked around to the other side and got in the drivers side. Of course he flipped me off in the process and gave me an evil glare. I busted up the whole way to Flagan's house!
July 25

Answered Questions

Backwards Pants: I can't even explain this one very well. You would kind of have to see it to understand it. I wore a pair of knit gauchos the other day. There are these little ties sewed on to each side of the pants that I must have left tied the last time I washed them. In the wash or dry or hanging process the ties and flipped over to the back side of the pants. So when I pulled them off the hanger, I put them on ties to the front and went about my day. But when I took them off later that night I noticed the screen print tag was in the front of my pants! OPPS! As I have said before, I could wear a hefty cinch sack to work daily and unless it fell off me, nobody would notice. LOL!
 
My Night Alone:  Alan had to go down to Silver City to work on a drilling rig that broke down while it was drilling. He needed to be there by 6am and since it was a 4 hour drive from here to there. He just left the night before and was going to share a room with one of the oil rig operators. So that left Justin and I home alone. Normally this would be a dream come true for me. Having the bed to myself, the tempature I am comfortable with and getting a good nights sleep. Since we moved into the new house Justin does not think night time is for sleeping anymore. It's for pacing the house, going from window to window and door to door and listening, getting up on the bed, getting off the bed and going out a million times a night! I am a light sleeper as it is. I need total darkness and silence to really get a good nights sleep.  With Alan gone Justin was on ULTIMATE ALERT! He barked and growled at every little sound! A fly could have taken a dump in Africa and he would have heard it that night and barked at it! Then you add in him getting up on the bed every few minutes to lay down next to his mama, where he has to nose up under your arm and then growls while laying next to you, only to get down, investgate the sound then come right back up next to you! This went on ALL NIGHT LONG! I yelled at him..GO NIGHT NIGHT, JUSTIN LAY DOWN, KNOCK IT OFF, JUSTIN IT'S OK, etc. Somewhere around 5:30am he decided he wanted to sleep now.  I never did fall asleep completely before this. Everytime I would start to doze off he would do his thing! I tired putting him outside the room and shutting the door, but I could still hear him barking and growling in the house so what did it matter if he was in the room with me or not. It still kept me awake!  So when it was time to get up, Guess who did not want to get out of bed? JUSTIN! He was ready to go to sleep finally. I was like..Oh no you don't buster..Your going to stay awake all day long you little chit head. Just like you kept me awake all night long. I took him to our neighbors house to have a play date with his 6 month old puppy son GUS!  Ha! Take that you little turd! I will tell you what? When I got home and picked him up he was ready to go to bed last night! All he wanted to do was have me hold him and go to sleep! I did half my chores last night with him in my arms like a gosh darn baby.  Jeesh!
 
BFF VAL: This one is a bit more complex. But it basiclly comes down to the fact I stopped drinking. Our relationship did not start off surrounded by alcohol. But about 5 years into the realationship we started off with wine and giggles. Then the more our lives went down the shitters the more we drank and vented. My life got better and better, her's did not. I no longer needed to drink like that cause, well, I was happy and content. He life when down the shittter more and more. So even though we could still hang out and she could keep drinking, aparently I am not as fun and what's the point?  
 
So there you have it. Questions answered!
July 24

Hmph!

  • I wore my pants/capri's backwards the entire day yesterday without knowing it. I did not realize till I got home last night and went to take them off.  Hmph!
  • I stayed in the new big house alone for the first time last night. That did not go well. Hmph!
  • I have been wanting to see the Movie Mama Mia, but my friends are now telling me it's the stupidest thing ever and the trailers fool you into thinking it's great.  Hmph!
  • I think I am going to have to cut my BFF Val from my life permanently. I have removed myself for the most part but I think I am going to have to remove myself fully. Hmph!
  • I still have not finished getting everything put away or off into boxes for the yard sale we are going to have in a few weeks. Hmph!
  • I did copious amounts of laundry last night, that took FRIGGEN FOREVER, because FRONT LOAD WASHERS and DRYERS..TAKE FRGGEN FOREVER! Hmph!
  • I still have copious amounts of laundry left to do tonight as well. Hmph!
  • Months ago we started seeing Humming birds around the house. Alan bought me a humming bird feeder. I filled it and hung it on the back patio. Less than a day later the thing was already empty. A week goes by, each day I fill the thing up and the humming birds try to dive bomb me while I am hanging it. Some of these little fuggers are so brave that they try to feed before I have even gotten up the ladder to hang the darn thing. Alan bought me another one, a LARGER ONE in hopes I would not be making humming bird nector daily to feed the little things. That worked for a while..but then MORE CAME and they drank the big and the little one in less than a day. Get another big one and begin filling it as well, only to have MORE of these things coming over to eat. I am now going through 5lbs of sugar a week trying to keep the things filled. Don't not fill them and the freakin things scream and scream in front of my windows on the patio. Go outside and they try to peck your eyes out in angry disgust cause they want you to feed them. I blame Alan fully for this. Not because he bought me the feeder but because he suggested I use Cherry Kool Aid to tint the water since I did not have any red food dye.  My belief is they are addicted to Cherry Kool Aid.  Hmph!
  • Oh, and I tried to use food dye instead of the Kool Aid and the feeders hung for days with the little things taking a taste then backing off and looking at it, Like..WHAT'S THIS CHIT?  I wondered what would happen if I used Fruit Punch Kool Aid. Same thing! Days of them being pissed off and you having to wear a helmet with face protection to go outside if the things were anywere near by.  Neighbor next door wanted the humming birds to come eat at her place. She bought feeders and bought the store nector. They tasted her's and flew away. We tried putting her store bought nector in one of my feeders and the things drained the other two feeders but did not touch the feeder with the store bought stuff.  Hmph!
  • I wonder if this makes me like these humming birds kool aid dealer or something? Hmph!

 

July 18

7 inches..

Off my hair today. A whole 7 inches. Why that much you might ask? Well I wanted to dye my hair again. 3 years ago I used a BOX (the horror) and since then my salon will not dye my hair until the box color was GONE. I could not stand the little greys poping up here and there and there was no way I could wait possibly another year before they would even touch my hair. So I chopped it! Right to the bottom of my shoulders!
 
 
7 inches...what were you guys thinking? PERVERTS!!! LOL!
 
 
Ciao Bellas!
July 17

Adventures in Shopping

I know you all are thinking...WHOA..she just blogged two days in a row! Sweet! Your thinking that right? Yeah..you are! LOL!
 
Last night I had to make my last and FINAL trip to the laundry mat. My Washer and Dryer will be here TUESDAY..WHOO HOO! I finished Alan's laundry and needed to go do some grocery shopping. I buy all my groceries, leave the store and put them away in the back of my Jeep. I'm excited, I have just purchased $200.00 in groceries, something I have not been able to do in a very long time because I had no where to put that many groceries. I had gotten some really kick butt deals on stock up items and even used coupons, I had to use 2 carts to carry all my food! Silly I know..but I was happy!
 
My mom had called while I was in the store and I did not answer it. I put my shopping carts back at the cart holder, was walking back to my Jeep and scrolling though my calls to my parents phone number. I came up on my side of the Jeep reached for the handle, my head down looking at my phone and there a white card like thing stuck in my door handle. I grab it and flip it over as I am opening my drivers door and look down at it.
 
IT WAS A POLAROID PICTURE OF A MAN'S WEENIE, FULLY AT ATTENTION!
 
I let out a screming...EWWWWW and tossed the picture to the ground and jumped into my Jeep and locked the doors. I sat there for a moment and began to kind of giggle, then wonder if that person was nearby watching me. I looked around the lot and noticed a few other cars, like the one parked next to me..ALSO had a picture but it was on it's drivers window. I decided that I better let the grocery store know. So I jumped out of the Jeep quickly and went back inside to tell the managers. On my way in, I noticed there were a few other pictures on the ground in empty parking spaces and other vehicles had pictures on their windshields, windows or door handles.
 
 
The managers came out with me. The male manager was picking them up and looked quickly at a few of them, the female manager just picked them up or off the cars and turned them over so she could not see them. We walked to my Jeep and the male manager picked up the picture I was privy to and told me..that I was lucky mine was so mild compared to a few of the others. YUCK!!!
 
I left the store and laughed the whole way home! I know it was creepy, it was down right scary gross..but at the same time..funny!  This is the crap that happens to me! Only to me I swear! I did call my mom back and even told her about my little porno pic. SHE FREAKED OUT! Why did I go grocery shopping without Alan all by myself, that person could have rapped me, don't you know that you live in the area most populated by sexual predators in New Mexico, OMG OMG OMG!
 
This only fed my fire more to make me laugh. I was busting a gut at her comments! I was teasing her about it's size, keeping the picture to show her, etc. Oh..she was getting mad! I told her..tell Dad, he will laugh. She said..NO HE WON'T HE WILL MAKE YOU COME HOME TO LIVE! hahaha, snort! 
 
That chit cracks me up!
July 16

Observation..I think?

I am not really sure if this is truly observation or maybe a rant about stupid people or stupid things, so my title could be all wrong. But recently this is something I have come upon that just surprises me or makes me shake my head, etc.
 
Why would you buy a Mini Copper if you have children...IN A CARSEAT no less? Why would you do that? THEN top off having a huge monster stroller that is 3/4 as big as the car? Why?  I mean..if you can afford the cooper you can afford a proper car for children. I'm not talking a mini van or something like that..just better adapted to having kids in it.
 
Yesterday while waiting to get into my Jeep outside a local shopping area, a woman I would say was about my age was putting her child in an infant carrier inside HER BRAND NEW CAR and telling her friend about how nice it is..the speed it can go, how she loves it so much more than her Hyundai Sonata, the gas mileage is great..blah blah your an idiot! The entire time she is telling her friend about her car and I am patiently waiting to get into my car she is struggling to put the car seat in the itty bitty back seat. She is having to put the front seat as far forward as it will go to accomadate the car seat too. Then she proceeds to put the stroller in the front passenger seat. NICE! Her friend even says something to her about not putting the storller in the trunk. It was quite obvious it was to big to fit in the trunk and of course that was her answer anyway. She proceeded with the fact that she just loves the stroller and would never get rid of it so she does not mind that it has to be in her front seat at all, but it does kind of bother her that when she has the stroller, that it blocks her view and she has almost hit people a few times.  Friends..I was floored hearing this!  At that point I was tempted to just get into my Jeep on the passengers side but was frozen standing there listening to this idoit woman.
 
This woman finally gets everything STUFFED into this car and her friend says.."hey, are you going to put the handle down on the car seat?". That right there got my full attention! The woman replied, "no..I like to leave it up in case he wakes up during the car ride he has his little toys to distract him".  Her very polite and SMART friend said..."oh, I was always taught that leaving the handle up was improper installation and useage for the seat and it's not safe".  This woman actually said.."yeah..I know but those people that design and test car seats don't know as much as they think they do, I mean..what do you do if your on the phone and your child is crying, it's nice to have the handle up to keep the toys there so they don't disrupt your call."
 
Friends..I had to walk away! Litterly..I walked away and went back into the place I had just came from.  WHAT AN IDIOT!  I had to say a little prayer for that child to be safe, in hopes his stupid mother would pull her head out of her selfish ass and nothing would happen to him.  There are thousands of women and men out there that can not have children and yet there are stupid people like that WHO KNOW IT'S WRONG but are to LAZY to care or DO THE RIGHT THING!
 
Dr. Laura would be horified as was I!
July 14

Requests

Hello my blog friends,
 
I want you guys to all know I have read your requests for home pictures. Believe me I have tried to upload some so you guys can see them. I have no clue why pictues and my computers don't work. But they just never have really well. I have always had to load what I do already have up on my site from my internet at home. Even when bringing in our fancy lap top the pictures take HOURS..and I do mean hours to upload just 1. I tired uploading to a photo bucket account. I even tried uploading to FaceBook and to MySpace. Neither worked there either.  I promise you I have tried. The other half of the time  my computer will freeze up and I have to re-boot in the middle of the upload. It is very frustating.
 
I know that nobody else has trouble with doing photos so I will just blame the INTERNET here at my office.  I would love to tell you guys that I will be able to put pictures up once we get internet at the house. BUT GUESS WHAT?  The best we can get where we live now...DIAL UP! Can you believe that shit?  The whole community is trying to get a fiber optic line layed for us, however, it appears we will need to wait till a few more people build their houses to offset the cost. 10,000.00 per house hold is just a WEEE BIT to much for us all to spend.  We checked into doing it thru a local cable company. THERE NOT THAT FAR OUT YET EITHER. But hope to be at the end of our street by the end of the year. Then each home owner can pay to have it take from the street to their home. Uh..ok...I am half a mile from the street. How much is that going to cost? That is going to be one hell of a ditch witch trench to go that far! YIKES.
We looked into wireless like thru ver*zion..yeah..they don't have enough signal. I give up!
 
So you guys will just have to imagine a beautiful home full of boxes that are full of shit that I have no clue where the hell I want to put said shit so I just stare at it and restort to drinking myself silly. 
 
Hasta La Bye Bye!
July 10

It's Offical....

We got offically cleared to move into the house YESTERDAY!
 
WOO HOOOO!!!!
 
You have no clue...NONE..how nice it was to shower in my big big big shower, sleep in my big ol bedroom, in MY BED..MYBED and wake up in my big ol house!
 
Did I sleep good last night? NO! Do I care..OH HECK NO!  The point is..I slept in My house, in my bed. And this in itself..is fine with me!
I showered with hot water that did not run out in 5 mins, in a shower that was not the size of a port o potty.  I had a CO ED shower with my husband!
 
BOW CHICK A BOW WOW!!!!
 
 
July 03

Uh...I don't know

So were down to 1 puppy right now. Oddly enough, it's the male that is still available. The past few litters we have had, the Males were the first to go. Now at first I thought maybe it's because he is so much bigger than the females, longer hair than the female maybe? It seems all the calls we have had the people only want a female. That's alright. He is by far cutier and MUCH more well behaved than the females. He is a snuggle bug too. He just wants you to hold and love on him. He puts his furry little face into your neck and just stays there. He will stay there hours if you let him.  I  HEART HIM!
 
Last night we sold the last female. Now this guy just seemed a bit off. He did not want to haggle over the price which made it easier for Alan and I. Alan's mom has these puppies priced pretty high, so as to weed out the trash that would not care for a puppy properly. You have to want a puppy pretty darn badly to pay this much money. Anyway, Alan must have explained to this guy how to get to us 100 times. I mean all he had to do was connect the darn dots and BOOM he would have been at our place. We quickly figured out why he could not find us. HE WAS HAMMERED! He must have went swimming in alcohol before he came over. He had his girlfriend driving, she barely spoke english and she looked like a cross dressing japanese/philipino hooker. Not only did he smell but she did too.  Sorry for her she did not smell like alcohol, but more like she had a RAGING YEASITE GOING ON.  ((shuddering))
 
He was basicly just jumping all around the place, could not stay still and feeding us what I felt was a whole lot of bullshit. He told us of his intentions with this puppy. Now, I am not sure if they really do this in Africa or not. I need to reseach it actually. But he told us he plans on using this puppy to hunt large game cats in Africa. He hunts a lot abroad. According to him, In Africa they will shoot a large cat such as a panther or lion, they send the Jack Russell out on the blood trail. Then shortly after they send the Jack Russell out they will send a pack of Rottweilers out after the Jack Russell. The Rotts will protect the Jack Russell from things that will eat it. HUH? Yeah..that is what I was thinking. I did not feel comfortable at all selling this puppy to him. I told Alan as much too.  He just seemed like this puppy was going to be a novelty to him and once the whole puppy cutieness wore off, the puppy would be abandoned and forgotten.
 
When we came in from working on the house and I went to feed us something, Alan did not want to eat. He said he did not feel good to his stomach. He was worried about that puppy, the more he has thought about it, the more he just does not feel right about that guy. Now this guy had never had a puppy or dog before according to him. So this was all very new. Alan and I are hoping that the guy realizes he got himself in to deep and calls us to give the puppy back. In the mean time, If I come up with a good reason, other than I think he is a freak and his girfriend needs some Diflucan. I might just call him and try to get this puppy back!
 
Happy 4th everyone!