Pleasantly Surprised

what does cherry do when i pour fuel injector cleaner straight down her puss? that bitch choked a few times, coughed about a dozen times, puked 2 or 3 times then died! i mean died as in no life, no turnover, no crank at all. i sat in the parking lot for about 20 minutes letting her take it all in thinking what in the hell do i do now? i could have called roadside assistance so i wasn't stuck but i hated to have her towed all the way home. so, i tried her one last time. she cranked, she started, she sat there and idled like a champ. i was almost afraid to put her in gear thinking this is all a ruse. she's tricking me. i gave her gas a few times & she purred like a kitten so i put her in gear & all that stupidness of the last few weeks were forgotten. (she's a forgiving bitch). she's ran great ever since with no after effect at all...isn't that nice to know? slap her around & show her who's boss & she rolls over & gives you her loyalty again. i still hate cars. i'd rather ride a horse. a really tame horse though, cos i don't think i could take getting bucked off a 16 hand horse anymore. that shit bout killed me the last time.
we had jammers birthday party today. tonight actually. i love my big guy & his gullibility. i had him convinced all day that the preparations were for lucky. he really had no clue. her birthday is tomorrow so he practised singing the birthday song all day so he wouldn't mess it up for her. when i called him out & he saw this he was flabbergasted.

'memaw, you tricked me'

'yep, are you surprised'

'yes, i am. did i get presents'

'look behind you on the chair'

total look of awe.

'oh memaw, i love you sooo much. thank you papaw, thank you memaw. can i open them now'
we had a great time. everybody played with his toys & snacked on hanky panks first then ate chicken & dumplings for dinner. followed up with cake & ice cream.

in the end we all hugged up for a pic together.

all in all it was a great day. lucky is on the left & she was surprised cos she just thought she was coming for a party for jammer.
jammer was surprised cos he thought he was celebrating luckys' birthday & as you can see (inadvertantly) everybody just wished ixxie would shut up cos she just about blew every surprise we had planned. seriously, i think from now on when i'm trying to plan a surprise...i'll stick a sock in her mouth & tape it there.
later,
little taters

Mechanical Malfunctions

its been a very wet & cold nasty season around here. one day its snowing 3-6 inches & the next day its raining a couple inches with sleet & hail in between. maybe mother nature needs to get off the rag. makes for some really hairy driving & you all know how i feel about driving in this shit. not to mention the colds, sneezing & achiness that goes along with the constant weather change. as a matter of fact its been so bad that i think my car has even caught a bug from all the inclement weather. namely, her brain boxes have lost all control. what would you think? just recently some of her symptoms have gone from locking up to not locking at all. lights that work one time not working the next. windshield cleaners that work after you shut the car off. weird. thats all i can say is just weird. check this out…used to be when i hit a certain speed my car doors would lock automatically. lately, when i open the door & the interior light comes on…the doors lock. not in motion yet…that shouldn’t be happening. its also not a good idea when i get out of the car & the light comes on. i locked myself out a few times when it first started happening. you know first thing in the morning you fire up the car to warm it up & not realize the damn door locked behind you getting out. remember, the cars running. where are the keys? right, if you answered in the ignition. ok, no biggie. everyone has an extra key, right? RIGHT? nope, not me. i glued that fucking light button down in the door as soon as i got home from work. that isn’t gonna happen again anytime soon. super glue eventually wears out. right? and hey, i could’ve used duct tape! well, when the locking situation got under some kind of control the next thing was the windshield cleaning button. normally i push this button & the window washer fluid shoots up the windshield & half way across the roof while the wipers do a 2 swipe scan across the windshield. which was really cool considering all the big rigs that throw all that slushie crap all over. my car looks like a nasty turd with the dried white crust all over the outside of it. last wednesday i pushed the button for my windshield cleaner & i got nothing. no cleaner shooting up, no wipers crossing the windshield. nothing, zip, nada, NOTHING! i turned the wipers on & they were fine but no fluid. what the crap? i can just barely see out of the shitty windshield & now it decides not to work. ok, maybe it was frozen. i know windshield fluid is not supposed to freeze but with the windchill factors we were having some pretty cold days so, maybe?? when i turned my car off after i got to work & didn’t need to see where the fuck i was going anymore. you guessed it, the windshield cleaner shot up & the wipers kicked on. eureka! i could see again. hey, even from the outside in. we’re going into the flooding season. everyone stay tuned for what the bug does in the water. i can’t wait to see what the next development will be. who knows? maybe she’ll float. if she flies…i quit driving.
later.

Valentines Day

i'm 51 years old. i work every day of my life. even if i don't work i get paid for it which is really a good thing. although i have to take a pto day to get that pay at least i'm allowed that convenience. i don't understand a 2 party family that each won't make an effort to bring in their part. honey is one. i just don't understand where this woman gets off thinking she doesn't owe it to their family to contribute her part. one person on their own can pull it off but if you are a 2 parent family, with kids, it takes at least 2 incomes to make ends meet. to have anything. one person, making realllly good money can cover themself & have a decent living. 2 people with kids and only one income is just someone (sonny) pounding their head against a wall. what really kills me is sonny supports her & her daughter & his son but she refuses to get a job to help out. after jammer started school the plan was that she would get a job but in the end her statement was, 'i am NOT getting a job. thats the bottom line'. its just not fair to sonny for him to be sole provider.
in my case, i feel the same about hubby and he will agree with me that its not fair for me to support him but he won't get a job either. how does he live with himself & not have an income? how does he sit at home every day knowing that i'm the bread winnner of our home? that he makes no monetary contribution? with no viable reason for his decision? i don't know & he can't give me a reasonable answer. every week, at least once a week, i pose this question to hubby. still every week i'm met with silence.
i've offered every option to help rectify this situation. i've given him every chance to step up.
my only choice of action is divorce. if i file for divorce he'll have no choice but to go to work simply because nobody else is gonna be there to support him. yes, he can go back & live at his parents home but still they aren't going to support his habits et: his cigarettes, his alcohol, his willingness to sit at home & let someone else support him. what will be his option but to get a job & support those habits?
in our AA meetings they called me an enabler. they dogged me because i was the one that paid the bills & allowed him to sit at home & not be responsible. it didn't matter to those people that i still needed a home, food, transportation, heat or electricity...by supplying myself i was supplying him thus i was an enabler. they made me cry everytime i walked into those meetings. they made me feel like shit. i hated myself everytime i attended a meeting. they didn't care about me that was trying to be an upstanding citizen. he didn't speak up for me in those meetings. he just sat back & reveled that i was the bad guy for supplying all the necessaties. it was all my fault that he drank obsessively. i hated going to those meetings but i did to help him. it didn't help him. it only made me feel like a piece of shit. for the most part he walked down to the carryout, bought a bottle & had a buzz before we even went to the meetings. vodka can't be smelled so i sat there being attacked while he sat there in oblivion about all that was going on. he finished his program with flying colors & i kept feeling like the piece of shit i was for supporting him.
tomorrow is 'valentines day'. a day of appreciation for the one you love & god knows i have to give him something. i bought him a shitload of candy & i'm gonna print him a card that i've designed myself. since covering his face with a pillow has never worked...this year i think maybe i'll go for a super load of sugar. something has to got to get my point across.
happy valentines day to all those new lovers out there.
later.

Aging With Dignity

about 3 weeks ago i had hubby color my hair. how cool is that? i save hundreds of dollars a year by having hubby do my hair color for me. of course, i've only done this a total of 3 times in my 51 years, how close to hundreds could i really be? i usually use a color pretty close to my natural color. i'm not grey enough to really worry about it except right around my face. due to vanity i can't stand looking at me with white showing up right in the front. why couldn't it have started in the back or the underside for crying out loud? noooo, not me. i have to start right in the very front of my head. where everybody sees right off the bat that i'm getting old. my dad was totally white by the time he was 35 & telling me i was making him old. not fair considering he fucked around on my mom when I was younger & my step mom the rest of the years. me, making him grey, doubtful, his lifestyle makes more sense to me. you just can't keep leading a double life trying not to get caught without getting a few grey hairs. my mom on the other hand still wasn’t that grey when she died. yes, she used to darken her hair when she was younger but only cos she didn’t like the mousey brown of her hair & preferred black. my younger sister on the other hand has gone quite grey & when she colors her hair using a light ash brown it makes her look almost blond. i’ve gotten tired of fighting the white showing through so i thought i’d go with a golden blond. i assumed that would, more than anything, streak the grey & maybe give the rest of my hair some umpfff. what i didn’t count on was the over all red tint i got. yeah, i got the streaks but hell no i didn’t want the rest of my head to look red.
i went to work with my new hair color. figuring what the hell it’ll grow out. do you know not one person even noticed? i saw honey & sonny on the weekend. neither one of them noticed. the next weekend was superbowl & i had a housefull of people….not a word. finally this past weekend sonny looked at me & asked what i did to my hair. 'it looks blond?' finally!!!! every one in the house noticed my hair was different but now the asses couldn’t decide on just what color it was.
what have i done? i’d post pics but have you ever tried to take a pic of yourself? it just ain’t happening people. i’ve tried for days to take a decent pic but i keep missing myself. i’ve tried using timers or just holding the camera & i wind up getting just the top of my head or my ears. or nothing at all. as soon as i get a pic of me that shows the new hair color i’ll put them up. until then, keep guessing.
later.

Comment Whore?

you'll notice i've added some new abductees on my sidebar. in my lurking i've noticed on so many sites they have the same people i read in the sidebar. i've been thinking 'wow, even the world wide web is really still just a small, small world' because HELLO, how weird is it to constantly be finding sites i love to read but never mentioned. most of them i've never even commented on. for the most part i've had them saved in favorites until i finally got my lazy ass around to adding them on my links section. one of the weirdest things was during surfing the comments lately i found my brother in laws comment on a site i've been reading for years. hell, i didn't even know this b-i-l had a blog. i'm just always amazed at how little i really know. cos lets face it, i am all knowing, or so i believe. believed. until my latest revelation. other people like to read great sites & most of them aren't as lazy as i am taking the time to link them. so i thought it was time to get off my lazy ass & jump on the link train. thats not all of the ones i have saved in my favorites but after 2 hours of copying, pasting links & filling in tags i hit enter to submit them only to have my asshole isp lose the server. shit-shit-shit. see why i don't bother? my muscle in my mousing arm is sore & i was looking at having to do it all over again. i wanted to cry but i saved the day by leaving that page open while i shut down everything else & signed in again. for a change that actually worked for me & i didn't have to enter all that stuff again but my all knowing self said, 'self, don't push your luck'. i'll quit for now but in the near future look for lots new sites added. i could cruise the internet for hours when i get on here just with the crap i have saved. no wonder my pc is so friggin slow. i have it soooo full it needs to burp.
i have to wonder, though, where are all the commenters? walker is great. he's always there with a funny comment or a thoughtful word. but for the most part i check my counter & see lots of people that have come by & never mentioned they were here. i'm a comment whore as in i want some. lots actually. i'll do yours if you do mine. thats a promise. one guy had commented that i didn't use enough pics so i started adding pics. got a piece of advise for me? mention it, maybe its something i haven't thought of. i need input before i go stark raving mad. i lost my counter for awhile cos it drove me crazy to know that those people stopped by but never said anything. then it drove me crazier not having the counter so i added it back in. am i neurotic? i might just be but you'll never know until you comment will you? come on people, give me some shit. tell me i'm lame, painful or excrutiatingly boring but tell me something for crying out loud. i've got an idea for a new icon. you can copy & post this if nothing else.

what do ya think? cool? so go ahead & use it. btw, does it look like a bomb to you? thats what i was going for anyway.

later.

Diagnosis

hubby has had some very bad news. his dad has been diagnosed with cancer. so far they've detected it in his back. i'm not sure how extensive it is but he is currently undergoing chemo & i guess radiation is the next step. about 3 years ago they found a dark spot on his lungs & he went in to have it removed & biopsied. that turned out to be just a fatty mass but he was told he needed to quit smoking then. at that time we all assumed he did quit but apparently NOT. cos over the last few years he's been smoking when he was with the boys outside. and i guess when he was in the car. he hasn't smoked in front of me & i guess he hasn't let mum in on the secret but everyone knows he's still been at it. so please, lots of prayers, crossed fingers & good karma sent out for his full recovery. i know it doesn't sound good when its been found in your back. (thats the info i've been given) but it never hurts to keep the faith. i worry for mum too. whatever will she do if something happens to dad? she's a tough woman but she depends on him & she loves him so intensely that it shows on her face when she even looks at him. they've been married for 49 years & we hope to have a great 50th party for them in september. that had been decided by the kids before we got this awful news. i've suggested 2 goldfish in a bowl but i don't know if that'll fly. you know, memories, if he doesn't make it very long. at this point we're not sure we'll even be able to have a party. he's very weak right now & he's on so many medications that he spends most of his day sleeping. only time will tell. god bless all that have endured this kind of tragic news. god bless dad & mum.
later.

And The Beat Goes On

can someone please explain to me why my house looks like it puked up hannah montana, bratz & sparkles all over the place? now i know why i never wanted a little girl. theres just too much junk up in her space. 3 females having to have all the crap that says girlie girl will be the death of me. they all have to have the same thing. they all want to sparkle up everything. so everywhere i look i have 3 of the same thing done different to match the 3 different personalities of my girls. i can't have one put up a poster unless all 3 gets the same priviledge. i can't put ones hair up without doing all 3 & god forbid i even contemplate putting lipstick on someone. NO WAY will that ever fly! between lipstick & finger nail polish its a constant battle over who gets what color & how thick they get to layer it on. don't ever think its that easy either. each one has to have a choice of colors that takes forever to pick from. no wonder i'm gray. waiting on these 3 girls to pick & choose is like pulling my fingernails off with tweezers. its slow torture for me. poor jammer doesn't even get into the mix. if he looks at me with a gleam in his eye that might suggest he wants some attention these girls lose their fucking minds. its all about them, its unsharing & if you think for one minute you might move in on their territory you may die!!
and come on....hannah montana/smiley/miley/destiny dawn cyrus? pleeeeaaaase, pick one. whoever had sooooo many names. what are these little girls being taught? who are they looking up to? the jamie lynns & the han-smil-dests of of the world? jamie lynn is pregnant & han-smil-dest is sporting pictures of her underware all over the internet. it just all makes me sick to death. ixxie is singing 'irreplaceable' by beyonce. i'm thinking what does this kid know about 'Standing in the front yard, telling me How I'm such a fool, talking 'bout How I'll never ever find a man like you You got me twisted' but she knows every single word. freaks me the fuck out. i won't even turn on a radio with her in the same room. i don't want to know that 7 year olds are this far ahead of their time.
whatever happened to 'puff the magic dragon' or 'mickey mouse'? you know, the good ole days? when children knew children songs & didn't imagine themselves kicking their man out?
please people donate hair color. i can't take anymore.
later.