Happy Mother's Day!

Happy Mother's Day!!



I didn't get the Mother's Day gift that I wanted.





But I did get a handmade card from the Xan-Man that said:
"Thank you for taking care of me when I was in the hospital and sick. But the best thing is I'm just glad you're my mom. Thank you for the best life ever"

Sierra gave me some lovely flowers, so all is right with the world.

And besides, I already have the greatest gifts anyone could ever receive.




And the best part is, if Xander stands in the right position we can pick up satellite TV with his ear!!! Har:) Lord, I pray he grows into this things! I'm Kidding!!!! Honestly. It's a running joke in our family. The boy has his daddy's ears.

Have a fantabulous day!

Happy Freakin' Caturday

Please allow me to start this blog post off my saying Jumping Jesus! Could it possibly rain anymore! I mean, gah. It’s rained every day for the past week. Hell. We even had a tornado pass right over us last Sunday. I am more than ready for a little sunshine.

So my credit application was expected back on Monday…and nothing. Yesterday…nothing. I finally broke down and called the mortgage company this afternoon - yea! I was approved! Woot! So, if all goes as planned I will be out of this hell hole in a few months.

I love my little house and I know that I will have mixed emotions when I leave. I will truly miss this place, but I will definitely not miss the neighborhood. When I purchased this house, this was a quiet, family-oriented neighborhood. Now, the place is over-run with gang bangers and sorry-ass sex offenders. I have a man convicted of incest with a minor living three doors down from me. Freakin’ freak. The day I discovered him sitting in my driveway talking to Xander was the day I began house hunting. Everyday I watch my neighbors allow this man into their homes…allow him to interact with their children *shudder* it makes my skin crawl. Illiterate redneck dumb fucks.

Asshats. All of them.

I did inform this man that if I ever saw him near my kids again I would cut his &*%$ off and shove it down his throat - sideways *g*



My good friend Kristy - he’s the one with the dark hair on guitar (ain’t he purty?) and his band Pretty Boy Floyd are on tour right now. Get on out there and enjoy some true 80s glam rock!



Enjoy your Weekend!

Say it Ain't So, Jeff!

Superstars of Wrestling ran a tribute to Jeff Hardy last night. So it appears the rumors are true - Jeff is leaving wrestling when his contract expires this summer.

Sad. I haz it.





My Friday nights will not be the same. I am one heartbroken redneck gurl. *snort*
What can I say, he is pretty much my dream man.

On a lighter note, Sierra (aka Verooonda) and Xander presented me with straight A report cards yesterday! WOOOT!!




And since I live for the Glam Rock - LA Guns is on tour, so get out there and enjoy some REAL music! Hotness. Phil Lewis haz it.



What's on the Menu
Freakin' Papa Johns

Yes, this must be a joke

I thought I would share my to do list for the week.

Units to complete for work
Stelleluna
Alexander and the Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad day
The Gingerbread Man
Careers and Jobs
3 articles for Demand

Personal Blog
Write 5 blog posts

Kindergarten Blog
Write 3 posts

Novel Writing
Write synopsis for Magnolia Ridge
Revise chapter 1-3 of Magnolia Ridge
Work on revisions for Vampire Brats

Yes, I laughed, too.

Don't Be Skeered...Ha!

I am freaking out, people. FREAKING OUT! There are tornado warnings all around us. *Shudder*


What makes the situation so damn scary is, I had no idea the weather was so bad. The kids and I went to Wally World and as we were leaving the store it was sprinkling rain and we could flashes of lightening off in the distance. So, dumb ass me, comes home and gets the chitlins ready for bed before settling down on the sofa to watch a movie on the Sci-Fi channel.


A few minutes later, Sierra rushes out of her room screaming "Mom! A freakin' lawn chair just blew past my window!" Reluctantly, I pulled myself out of my thankgodspringbreakisover stupor, and turned the tv to the weather channel - WTF! Tornado warnings in nearly every county that surrounds us. Damnity damn damn.

I hate this crap.

And to top it off, I have a lousy sinus infection - one side of my nose is swollen. Gah. I look like the freakin' elephant man.

On a more positive note - Matt Hardy is still hotz.


What's On The Menu
Baked ham steaks
Mac & Cheese
Green Beans
Brownies
Sweet tea

Have a fantabulous day!!

I'm Baack!

I’m baaack! I hope. I’ve missed having a place and the time to vent my frustrations. Between the curriculum writing and the revisions on “A Place Called Home” I’ve been burning the candle at both ends. And when did revisions start to mean rewriting the entire book! I don’t even recognize my story or my characters at this point. These are not the people that I fell in love with - I’m just sayin’.

On the home front, I’ve been banned from the family reunion - again! Seems I’m an embarrassment to my parents - bad career choices, lousy taste in men - blah, freakin’ blah. Gee, I’m going to miss three hour of watching a room full of 80-year-olds suck their teeth and spit snuff across the room. Damn. Hate that.

I did get to spend a few hours letting my redneck side shine through at the WWE Draft last night! The Phillips Arena was sold out and it was AWESOME! Just being that close to Matt and Jeff Hardy was enough to send my poor little heart into overdrive. I had a fantabulous time.

I swear, I wanted to jump out of my seat and attack those Hardy boys! Yum-O!

I’m still trying to get my kindergarten blog up and running. I’ve managed to make a few posts, but I’m way behind schedule. I would love to know how you people find the time to work a full-time job, write, and keep your websites and blogs full of witty banter. Perhaps I’m too much of a slacker. If given the choice between working on my blog and flopping my big ass on the couch with a bowl of popcorn and wrestling on TV, wrestling is going to win hands down. Priorities, people. Priorities.

On a final note, Tesla is on tour right now! So get out there and enjoy!


What's On the Menu
Country fried steak
Mashed potatoes
Fried yellow Squash
Gravy
Biscuits
Coconut cake
Sweet tea

Have a fantabulous day!

25 Things About Me

25 Things About Me

1. I was born in Los Angeles.

2. I spent a good portion of my childhood living in Compton - what up, Homie.

3. I cannot eat a sausage biscuit unless it is smothered in ketchup, mustard and grape jelly.

4. I drink at least 3 pots of coffee everyday.

5. I love eating green beans straight from the garden - no cooking required.

6. There are days when I wish that I had my old life back.

7. I brush my teeth at least 4 times a day - obsessed much?

8. I considered myself to be a girlie girl, but I despise dresses.

9. I will not leave my house unless I am wearing make-up.

10. I have the memory of gnat.

11. I love to trout fish.

12. I also enjoy camping.

13. I once had sex on the back of a motorcycle with a complete stranger.

14. I think Anderson Cooper is a complete hottie.

15. I have to eat chocolate everyday.

16. I’m addicted to Doctor Who.

17. I so miss someone that I met on MySpace. I think about this person everyday. He was responsible for teaching me how to care about people again.

18. I find nerds sexy.

19. I’m a recluse with a capitol “R”.

20. I collect ceramic frogs.

21. I adore Starbucks gingerbread lattes.

22. I have a flip-flop addiction.

23. I’ve done everything sorted and disgusting that I swore I would never do in my life.

24. I was a Girl Scout.

25. I consider myself to be a complete geek.

Cheater, Cheater, Tim Tam Eater

It has been a crazy and hectic beginning to the new year. My affiliation with the former president of GVA and his new project is bringing new assignments and challenges daily, including the chance to create a language arts curriculum for kindergarten and first grade. I have also been lucky enough to do some writing for TLC and Family Fun magazine. I am also working on my second set of revisions for “A Place Called Home”.

My professional life is definitely on track. My personal life, on the other hand, not so much. My mother’s condition remains the same. As for my dad, his memory loss appears to be worsening. He now gets lost just driving to the store. It’s all so sad. We tend to think of our parents as being immortal, especially our fathers. No matter our age, women always see their daddy as their strong, protective, hero. For me, it seems very strange to be the one caring for him.

On the relationship front, well just let me say…HA! I’m throwing my hands in the air on this one. Seriously. Are there any honest, decent, long-haired rocker boys left out there? I thought not. Is a little faithfulness too much to ask? Obviously. Would it really kill you “men” to allow ME to be the pretty one for a change? Evidently.

Let’s see what else is happening with me? Ah yes! My four new favorite addictions!

1. Tim Tams. Oh, the chocolatey deliciousness of it all! *sigh* I blame this on Robyn.

2. The Sims Stories. Such glorious, brain-numbing fun. From the moment Vincent proposed to Naomi, only to have a satellite fall from the sky, obliterating his future bride, I was hooked. I mean, honestly, who can resist a Grim Reaper packing a cell phone? Not me, folks.

3. The WWE and ECW! Yes, that’s right. I am officially addicted to wrestling. Wee! Oh the fun and hotness of it all! I blame this addiction on none other than Sierra and Xander. Sierra is a total Jeff Hardy fanatic. Me, I’m rather partial to Brian Kendrick - I love his flamboyancy. And then there’s Matt Hardy - what can I say. *la sigh*

4. Barack Obama. My gravy, how I adore this man. I cannot seem to get enough of everything Obama. His wife is stunning and his little girls are too precious for words. I feel a change coming. Can you feel it, people? Can you feel the change? I thought so!

Hmm, I guess that’s it. I hope everyone is having a wonderful and happy 2009

Hugglies
Kimber

Nutty as a fruitcake, that's me!

This cracks me the hell up!

You Are Rudolph

Sweet and shy, you tend to be happiest when you're making someone else happy. Why You're Naughty: You sometimes stick that nose where it doesn't belong Why You're Nice: Christmas would be a sad affair without you!

Which of Santa's Reindeer Are You?

Wee Hee! I'm a fruitcake!

You Are a Fruitcake!

You taste like nothing else in this world. And get ready, you're about to get tossed!

What Crappy Christmas Gift Are You?

You Are the Furthest Thing From A Grinch

You love and live for the holidays. You even love the Grinch! You're in the holiday spirit year round... because you're all about celebrating and giving.

Are You a Grinch?

So Things have been incredibly busy around these parts. I’ve been working my ass off writing K-2nd grade science and history scope and sequence units for a new client in an attempt to provide a decent Christmas for the spawns.

In Robyn's blog today she link to Fuck You, Penguin. This blog is hilarious. I'm not sure why, but this post made me spit Cheerwine all over my computer screen. Damn anteater!

I’ve been thinking a lot about Christmas lately. The past five years have been rough, money wise, but I’ve always managed to provide the kids with most, if not all of the gifts on their Santa lists. But I can’t even remember the last time I received a Christmas gift. The kids father NEVER gave me a present when we were together. EVER. Even though I showered his sorry ass with presents year after freakin’ year. So I promised myself that this year I was going to buy myself one special thing, namely the new David Cook CD. Oh, and a new pair of jeans. So what happens? I head off to the mall, debit card in hand, prepared to shop for myself and what happens? Sierra comes home with a new pair of skinny jeans and I return home empty handed. Meh!

Fail.

Lately I’ve had the sneaky feeling that I might have a mouse in my house. I was correct. I caught him red-handed or red-pawed…inside the trash can eating soda crackers! The little rat bastard. (rat bastard! Hee!) You would thing with fifty zillion freaking cats running around that a mouse wouldn’t dare show his whiskers in this house. Ha! My cats would never lower themselves to actually hunt for their food. The bastards.

I’m not much of a pop rock kinda gal. My taste tends to lean more towards 80s glam rock, but I am really loving the new song by the killers. Totally awesome.

I wanna be your lover....not!

I am freezing my pretty pink parts off! The weather channel says it is 56 degrees here. If that's true, I will kiss my ex's ass...and that's saying something.

*I now return you to your regularly scheduled blog post already in progress*

The talented and extremely sweet Shelli Stevens posted over at Naughty and Spice asking people about their dreams, goals and where they want to be in a year. I have to admit, I was surprised to see how many wonderfully smart and gifted women hoped to find their “Mr. Right”. Funny, I thought I was the only one having a difficult time locating my dream man. Perhaps I’m a tad bit on the picky side, but I’ve never been the type of gal to just settle for “Mr. Right Now”. My best friend got married a few months ago, and I can’t help but think that she did it for the simple reason that she was tired of being alone. Can you really love someone so much that you are willing to change your entire life for them? I don’t think so. Maybe that’s just me. But I honestly do not recognize my friend anymore…but that’s an entirely different story.

I’ve had three dates in the past two years, but none of them led to a second date. I never wanted them to. One guy, who I honestly thought I might, possibly, have a connection with, wore more eyeliner that I do…and that’s saying a lot. Another guy was a total perv. And despite that fact that we barely knew each other, he felt it was ok to constantly put his hands on me. Call me old-fashioned, but *shudder*. And the last guy got totally plastered and had to be carried out of the restaurant by mutual friends lol. Yeppers, I’ve got quite the track record with the men folk.

Now, if you ask my best friend, Tracy, she will tell you that I’m just a nitpicky bitch. Not true. Well, the nitpicky part is false. She will also tell you that I am forever comparing every man I meet to Kami…this is probably true. Damnit. He was brilliant, spiritual, probably the most physically beautiful man I’ve ever laid eyes on, and so very gifted…and everything we shared was online. In other words, he was safe. I never had to bring him into my home to meet Sierra and Xander, which is a big deal and scares the holy hell out of me.

So as much as I bitch and complain about wanting a man in my life, perhaps I’ll never be ready for more than an online relationship. Gawd, that sounds pathetic, doesn’t it?


What's On The Menu?
It's two-for night at Dominos! Score!

Have a fantabulous day!