Sunday, February 22, 2009

The Break a Nail omen

In my many years of nail wisdom I've found that my nail care can be directly linked to the experiences of the day. If I break a nail something is going to screwed up that day period. Like an old person who can tell you that is going to rain because they can feel it in their bones, yeah well I have that power kinda in my nails. If you need to know call me, I'll check my nails.
This Tuesday is free pancakes at Ihop. **dancing around the room** I am giving everyone the day off to attend this glorious event!!!
Sister1's new pup, Pinto spent the weekend at Sister3's house, only to attempt to escape....which of course led to his first beating cause Sister3 don't play that!! She isn't going to chase blocks down the street in the snow for some new pup just because he is cute!
I took Princess to see that mouse, the Tales of Despereaux, do not take your daughters to watch this mouse!! Actually there is a scene that just killed it!! A young girl, drawn rather ugly and overweight, who works on a pig farm in the mud dreaming of one day living in the castle, 16th century cartoon, and then is sold to the castle as a slave girl for the same price as a swine...only to have the narrator say Careful what you wish for. Yes we walked out of the movie. I wanted to at that very point, but princess wanted to see the mouse however as soon as she stated she was tired we were out of there!!!
I am addicted to Sudoku. I am ashamed but at least I am using my brain, cause being a housewife isn't rocket science.
One of my curly headed friends called me the other day (several times I might add) to tell me she is finally leaving her husband. Several years of abuse and she is going to finally do it! I'll believe it when I see it but I think that final straw has broke. Some women can take a lot more abuse than others, because they make up excuses for men, while some women prefer to cut off the penis. Rose is a rose.
I was all excited the other day cause Sister1 called to say she wanted to go to BINGO...this one has no pimp at the door and is walking distance from my house...and it just never happened. What upsets me is that now some other Bingo person has won my pot. I know I could have gone alone but truth be told I forgot about it until I drove past it yesterday.
I hate snow.

Wednesday, February 18, 2009

Princess today is Peter Griffin

I know I know, but I do let her watch Family Guy, Brian in so damn funny!!
Let's see we've went to Elmo and that was really cool. Great seats and I think an ex-boyfriends' brother was two row in front of me. I survived.
Hubby is currently addicted to sudoko. He bought a book of the puzzles and I picked it up and did some, that seems to have messed with his brain and he started erasing all the ones I had done. Seriously. I think he gets in these moods when he doesn't work like he should. Like he has to have some type of order and when I happen to do something that makes him like skip a page, he gets all nutso. Next time I'll use a pen. Reminds me that crimes of passion only give you hospital time. A vacation really. I mean they make you meals and deliver them to you in your bed, I don't get that at home. Clean beds and sheets. I can do that!
Teen son has found his groove. He has been helping at sister3's house and I'm glad that he is working. He is hoping for some extra cash to put in his pocket, since he has no job.
This is just another quicky. If curly headed friend really loved me she'd pay my insurance. just saying

Wednesday, February 11, 2009

Bangs are really hard to take care of

How the hell did I forget about that???
Yes I made it to my Hairdresser's and she chopped me some bangs and I really like them except teen son said they make me look OLD. The nerve of that boy some times.
How about a funny?
Well last night sister1 calls me and has broken up with her man, something she does like once a week. But this phone call was different because she said "This was the last straw!!!!!!" wait for it..... For their two year anniversary he brought her a surprise....a bologna sub from Subway with black olives (she hates), onions(she hates more!) and Italian dressing(she will kill that man). I was laughing so hard my stomach muscles ached. Seems the man can be gay, but bring her a bologna sub and that is the last straw!!!!
Sister3 has an interview today and she looks FABULOUS!!! So that right there means she will get the job.

Oh yeah I hate this house, cause now I think it is haunted.

Wednesday, February 4, 2009

Judges can be funny!

I woke up early today cause I had jury duty and just like that the alarm went off and I hit snooze, which turned out not to be snooze really and I woke up thirty minutes later than I had planned. Not enough for a perfect morning right?? SO I get together fast and grab my book; thankyoucurlyheadedfriendlikeI'dgosomewhere,whereIknowI'llhavesilenceandnotbringalongabook!, rush to the vehicle get my coffee and jump on the freeway only to remember that it is closed down! So I have to take the long way down there and make it just in time to register for duty. I wouldn't want to be a no show and have to go back down there to pay ten dollars for parking!
I sit next to a nice looking older man, who is reading the newspaper. Then the lady comes on the speaker and says "if you are not a citizen or you are a felon please come to the window because you may not sit on a jury." Yep, nice man gets up never to return. A judge comes into the densely populated room and asks us to do a survey for him because he and his partner are d doing some research on how television habits effect a juror's decision. Like it's not like CSI. Pffffftt. (funny one of the questions was whether or not we believed that Southeastern Michigan had a crime lab that did fingerprints and DNA, seriously. I know we are broke now but didn't our state pay for that kind of stuff before we were broke?)
Then I got called up there! To the forth floor. Where I was a bit scared cause outside of the courtroom were three thug looking teens. I just know they were there scoping out the jurors to help their homie out! Don't ask how I know they were thugs, I was born and bred in the hood, I know what to look for. Thank GOD I didn't walk into their homies courtroom. I was lucky and got some married man who got some teen girl drunk then raped her. Yeah he was guilty as the sky was blue.
The judge was so damn funny! He needs to write a book or do a skit. He said that he babbled a lot and if we couldn't handle it we could lay on his floor and say "judge I can't handle it anymore." I was so close like twice. But he kept me laughing and it wasn't so bad.
Nice to mention it was freaking freezing today, the kind of freezing that your nose hairs freeze and break off! Yep it was that kind of cold.

Tuesday, February 3, 2009

Jury Duty

I know right?!?!
I have to go downtown Detroit so that they can tell me that I can not sit on a jury. What is the point?? Shouldn't there be some data base somewhere that says people like me can not be on the jury??? I've been jaded by our judicial system. IF scum, killers, thugs and Kwame, can walk the streets free then I am jaded. Everyone is guilty period. I have no time to do a civic duty. I can not be fair. Growing up with three sisters is proof that fair does not exist.

Princess got a new bed. So we went to a few stores and princess found a Cinderella bed with a beautiful canopy, well it's not so beautiful anymore and needless to say I will not be going into that store again.
Me: "Princess get out of that bed"
Princess: "Moooooooooooooooooooom I love it!! It's for princesses!!"
Me: "One....two...."
rip
Me: "Hubby we have to go, ummmmmmmmmmm, look at other stores."

No way in hell am I paying seventy bucks a canopy! They can put it on clearance where some super crafty stay at home mom can buy it for ten bucks and fix it somehow.
She got a beautiful white bed from a nice store.

Pray for me as I sit at the court house for hours.