That one time, at blogspot

So I am a bad blogger and I know it!! I've not had a ton of time to blog, with looking for a new house and dealing with Hubby who is SOOOOO HELPFUL (sarcasism intended) It has been one thing then another. Everyone I've come in contact with lately has been stressed out....we all need VALIUM!! I say!! I know drugs are bad but it's not our fault. We are stressed, another curly headed friend of mine has just been told that she has High Blood Pressure, duh she is stressed.
I try not to stress because things work themselves out.
Heard a great quote to live by: "Respect is like virginity, once you lose it you never get it back." Let's put that on a tee-shirt!

Sisters, girlfriends and just women in general

Sister2 cracks me up! Everything she texts, no she doesn't talk anymore just texts, is funny. I can hardly keep up! Really who has time to find all the letters on the damn phone and pound them out? Please don't text a word like "need" cause mine always comes out "ned" or something just as crazy, not Sister2 cause she has it down to a science!
Sister3 wants me to go with her to cut off her long beautiful hair! Like I want to really witness this!?!? I'm all about long beautiful flowing locks of shiny hair. She wants "something new", she knows after how she acted at my purse party I'm going to be completely honest and LOUD!!
CurlyHeaded Friend is trying to get me drunk while I go get my hair colored! I know, like yeah right!!
Olde'curlyheaded friend wants me to find her airfare at the same rate I got her a ticket three years ago. **laughing so hard I can hardly type this out** Obviously she hasn't bought gas and/or seen a newscast in the last three years. The funniest part is that this ticket is being bought by a third party so at some point don't you think she'd say "well, it's not my money." and just buy the damn ticket. With airline tickets: Time is money!! A lesson she hasn't quite learnt yet. It's the Mississippi air that has deminished her common sense!
Now maybe my lack of sleep recently or maybe it's my new age hurdle I've jumped, but I am quickly losing tolerance for other people's stupidity. "You don't want to make me angry, you wouldn't like me when I'm angry." I do not like anyone to falsely accuse me of anything I did not do! Just saying. Now I know that it is not a wise idea to discuss work issues on any blog, do to that one lady that lost her job because of it, let me just say ARRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!! I do know that my current job is holding me down and breaking my spirits. This is not me.

Softball again this Sunday! Rah rah rah cough.

General bitching

Thanks to my J-O-B I get to deal with a variety of peoples. It is more fun than you can shake a stick at! Let me not forget the friends we make whilst working! My absolutely favorite thing is when a customer calls and assumes that I know who it is on the other line. Yes we have caller ID but people have cell phones where on the display it actually says "cellular call" Thanks phone gods for not yet figuring out how to display cellular call names! More times than not I have no idea who is on the only line. So FTR state your name when ever you have to phone a provider of your services!!
Back to said J-O-B...

Carry on

Eighteenth through the Twenty~First

Let me start by saying I am sooooooooooo sore! Damnit I am so out of shape. In more ways than one. It should be so much easier to do things I use to do twenty years ago right??
Nope. Not at all.
So I had a damn purse party and thanks to Sisters' 2 & 3 I vow to never have another party of any type in my house, or my friend's house cause really that is where the damn party was. She is currently not working and had time to get things together, afterall.
Except Tupperware cause they always give you really cool small gifts and that tiny key chain bowl with a lid and everything. But other than that no party ever.
From the moment they walked in they were pissed that their perfect bag wasn't there. They went on and on and on and on and on, in front of the demonstrator no less, about how they went to a purse party where they had no less than FIVE THOUSAND PURSES TO CHOOSE FROM!! The demonstrator even made a comment of "Did they rent a U-Haul to get that many bags in one house!" Come on people that was way funny coming form such a tiny woman. (She weighs like fifty pounds soaking wet, with clothes on!!) Whatever I got a new purse!
Then Saturday I had a ribtastic dinner for my son's birthday for close family and a few good friends who might as well be family *couch* Donna Brown *cough* I didn't make the ribs we went to Famous Daves! Home of the pig eaters! It was grand and everything was really good.

Must jot down: All This Food is the cause of making me FAT because I really don't get it!!

That evening Sister4 took Princess home with her because Hubby and I were going out. This is where I laugh. We were going to go to a really cool and crowded bar to celebrate his friend's birthday. However by nine o'clock I had taken advantage of Princess being away and Hubby and I went to a few stores and wound up in the book store. Insert that music that goes like duh duh duh...No man's land. I get lost in there every time. It is their fault.
If there were not comfy chairs everywhere to read at plus a coffee shop then maybe I would not have to sit there and read a few pages, I mean chapters. Time flies when you find a good book. Hubby and I admit were are older and head home for the night.

Yesterday, we went to play softball with a bunch of Hubby's old friends. I blend well with others and had a great time. The entire three innings I played.
Hello I did have Prince and Princess with me. There weren't any toilet facilities and Princess did learn how to pee in the outdoors, however when she needed to do a #2 there was no way in hell I was going to let that happen without being able to flush it away! I don't care if bears shit in the woods, Princess' do not! So while taking her to a public restroom; not one of Hubby's friends who all lived within a mile of the field offered to take us to their toilet but that's just a personal bitch, I wasn't raised that way, we grabbed some sliders too and well at that point I was done. Screw the heat! I want FALL Weather to happen like last week.
Slept well last night and today I am only sore in one thigh.
I don't blame that on the softball game cause I really felt it hurt when I hopped the fence, badass Mexican that I am!
Vatos Locos forever!!
"I may be white on the outside, but I'm brown on the inside!" **le sigh** A certain curled headed friend has just brought it to my attention that some may not get the movie reference above in quotations, so here it is:
Blood In Blood Out

Let's talk about court!!

Yesterday, I got the chance to spend an entire day in court! I know don't all be jealous at once. It's not everyday you get a SUPOENA. It was very entertaining. It was a "child support" courtroom and jesushchrist can't men help raise their children anymore?? I've heard more sob stories from more grown ass men in that seven hours than I had ever heard in my life. They are called condoms! For the low low price of just under $500 men can go and snip the sperm ship and then do anyone he wants without having to worry of those financial woes.
FTR the Judge, his Honor, and Sir kicked major ass!!!! If we get to vote for our circuit county Judge, then this Judge is the man. He is doing his job and doing it well. Two thumbs up and kudos and all of that jazz. He was fair with just a dash of sarcasm that made reading the book I brought with me useless.
As for the attorneys that work for the General Attorneys office, well I can say nothing more than BRAVO!! BRAVO!!! BRAVO!!! Each person who is there because they are not taking care of their children, usually financially but mostly emotionally, deserved no less than what these fine attorneys dished out to them. They refused any excuse as to why they couldn't make their child support payment for the last DECADE and told them...time's up, no deal. They are the warriors for our little ones lost and I was so proud! I think I'll bake cupcakes or something to take up there for snacks and maybe spend the day listening to the court serve up some justice. I know, I should have been a Judge because of my sarcastic skills

Highlights are like crack

With all the wonderful surgical miracle procedures there are in this land of fake beauty, there is only one thing I can not do without....getting my hair did!! I know I know it's not major like lipo but it is life changing!! Born a brunette, without highlights, I've been all the colors of the rainbow in the last decade! Thanks to my fav hair magician, Liz. Let me tell you she can make you fabulous and still keep up on all the gossip at least in southeastern Michigan and not skip a beat. Now the amount of time it takes to make you fabulous is a bit long, but well worth the wait. If Diddy can make all those wanna be singers walk fifty miles in the Bronx after midnight for a piece of cheesecake then I can definitely wait four hours for fabulous hair. just saying.
What I've learnt of the different colors of hair and the way they shape my life. Blond is without a doubt WAY MORE FUN! Men, in general, tend to flock to the golden locks and assume you need help with EVERYTHING! Brunettes not so much. Blonds drink for free anywhere they go period. Brunettes not so much. On the plus side of being a buxom Brunette is the fact that brains come along with the hair shade.
So highlights have been my crack for the better part of the last decade. I love them for the first month. They always make you feel better about everything. Highlights are like crack...you get that feeling of euthnasia when they are done right. You're on a high for well like four weeks, until those roots start to show. Then there is the amazing sex with hubby cause afterall you look like a new woman after a good highlight job. Well, it looks like this Friday I'll be doing an after hours hair date with a certain curly headed friend who will without a doubt change ABSOLUTELY nothing about her hair, well because she is after all already blond, but at least she brings alcohol and makes us laugh.

38?? WTF??

Yesterday was my birthday. Two of my loving family members including my hubby said I was 38, now nothing about those who are 38 but that's not me... not yet anyways. So that started my day with a bang. Thanks. Don't people know that once you hit 30, the big three 0, it is tough to spit out your age! Of course after thirty you forget things more easily and when someone randomly asks your age you continue to be 29 but not on purpose. I'm going to be forty soon enough making me thirty eight early on your clock is not changing the fact. Not for me. I was never one of those teens that wanted to "look older" I was always content with the fact that I come from good genes, Mom & Dad never looked their ages and I am happy with that. In five days I become the parent of a sixteen year old **this is me fainting at the thought** He will be wanting his license and truth be told I'm scared about that!
Back to my birthday, no cake. I personally don't care for cake anywho but I think my little one wanted some cake or balloons or something that she could relate to a birthday for me. No cake. I had dinner with Dad and that was cool. I did get some gifts...including a certain recycled card from a certain curly headed friend...wink wink. I swear in twenty years that card will still be in the mailbox!
For the record I am celebrating the seventh anniversary of my twenty nineth birthday!!

Bless his little heart

Three days just fly by!! My hubby, princess and I stayed the night in Ohio in the sticks. My friend lives in the country. Still coming to terms with that bit o' info. I completely had her pinned as a city slicker! Actually it was really nice and quiet. Different. We came home to family BBQ and some Volleyball. Hubby was super volleyball player and hurthiswiddleknee. His knee is nice and swollen and he is milking it! I just keep hearing in my head *Supastar* just like that chick from SNL.
It's official I now own High School Musical. Tonight we will be watching it! Yea us! I made hubby buy it for princess cause she has that dance class and all. Plus tonight I have my nephew and his little friend staying the night so it will be fun fun fun to watch.
Why hubby is an ass.....I wanted to go yesterday for an adult female adventure also known as the movies! (SITC) This became a major issue. Everyone had an attitude because I wanted to leave. Son was pissed that I wanted him to watch his sister AND his cousin. Hubby was an ass period he was f-in this and that and it was horrible that I wanted to leave the kids there WITHOUT me!! I said FUCK IT and stayed home. Ms. Bradshaw may not want to be married if she watched my happily*cough*ever*fuckin*after!! It's not real!! There isn't a wonderful man who cooks and cleans and laughs at your jokes and understands when you've had a bad day so he rubs your feet just because he loves you and it has nothing to do with him wanting sex afterwards kinda foot rub. HE IS A DREAM that television has made up. What you get is someone that may have one of those traits if you are lucky, then there are the men like my hubby, bless his little heart, who wait until I am prepared to explode to remember my Birthday is this week so he hands me some cold hard cash to go shopping for myself something really nice.

Visiting me not my house, right?

So, I have guests coming up this evening. No matter what I am going to find some space for them to stay with me. I'm kicking my son out of his room. That is one bed. I'm getting an air mattress, sorta bed number two. Then there is the couch and loveseat! Right? I'm trying to get it together. I've decided my friends are coming to visit me not my house. My house is but a shelter.
Then there is making sure there is enough food and drinks for the guests. This could get interesting. People live on bread and water right?
Trying to get my son to help without making that damn list is a challenge! For real can't you look around and see things that need to be done?

A funny....
Yesterday was daughter's third dance class. She just sat there and watched the other girls learn the new part of the dance steps. The last five minutes of the class she decides to stand up and go do the new steps...of which she nailed!!...then sit back down in the middle of the class. She cracks me up everyday. I refuse not to take her to that damn class cause I paid for it!! So three down and three to go. I did ask Ms. Brenda what the name of the song is cause I've never heard it to which she replied "It's Fabulous form High School Musical!!" So off to the store to by the soundtrack so we can "practice" at home.