Is it a sex blog? A mommy blog? A bitch & moan blog? Um, . . . yeah. This is my place to be totally honest. In my real life, I feel like I'm always lying to somebody about something. Here, I am totally honest. Brutally so. However, no matter what bad things I say about my kids, I adore them and would never ever really, say, sell them on Ebay. The husband, often referred to as Spousehole, is another story. Oh yeah - if you are under 18 (or if you are my husband), please leave now.

Sunday, March 9, 2008

Stolen meme

I stole this from Ed, who in turn stole it from Flat Coke and Flies. Like it? Steal away!

What is your occupation?
Chief cook and butt wiper - aka SAHM

What color are your socks right now?
Black, with gray roses (they're cute, really; I swear)

What are you listening to right now?
The audio of Monsters Inc., which my son is watching in the next room.

What was the last thing that you ate?
Ribeye, medium rare, baked potato, house salad, rolls.

Can you drive a stick shift?
You betcha

If you were a crayon, what color would you be?
PURPLE!

Last person you spoke to on the phone?
Spousehole

Do you like the person who you stole this from?
I do indeed

Favorite drink?
Caffeine-free Diet Coke
or Maker's Mark and Diet Coke
or Patron

What is your favorite sport to watch?
Real sport: Hockey
Sort-of sport: Ninja Warrior (Sasuke)

Have you ever dyed your hair?
It's dyed right now! Chocolate cherry (very, very close to my natural color, without the pesky grays)

Pets?
Three very spoiled cats, aged 13, 10, and 10

Favorite food?
Sushi

Last movie you watched?
Monsters Inc. It runs at least once a day lately in my living room . . .

Favorite Day of the year?
Christmas Day

What do you do to vent anger?
Stupid little passive-aggressive things; drink; scream into my pillow; sleep with men to whom I not married

What was your favorite toy as a child?
Books. I always loved books more than toys. But if you insist on a real toy, the Easy Bake Oven.

What is your favorite, fall or spring?
Spring, but it's a close call

Hugs or Kisses?
Hugs - white and milk chocolate, all together . . . . Oh. You didn't mean the candies? Phhffft!

What kind of pie?
Rhubarb (No. Freakin. Strawberries. Unadulterated rhubarb)

Living arrangements?
3/2/1 with Spousehole, the monkeys, and the felines.

When was the last time you cried?
This morning

What is on the floor of your closet?
Shoes, a couple piles of clean clothes, a box of Spousehole's books (it's a walk-in), perhaps a cat

Favorite smell?
Vanilla - yuummmmm!

What inspires you?
Revenge and avarice

What are you afraid of?
Falling so deep into depression that I can never climb back out

Plain, cheese or spicy hamburgers?
Cheese - so long as it is blue cheese (not blue cheese dressing, actual blue cheese)

Favorite car?
1967 Mustang coupe

Favorite cat breed?
Abyssinian or Siamese; both are intelligent and gorgeously sleek

Number of keys on your key ring?
5

Number of loyalty or reward cards on your key ring?
15. No shit - I counted. For everything from the gas station and pharmacy to the pet supply store and the garage where I get my car fixed.

How many years at your current job?
7 years at my current lack-of-a-paying-job.

Favorite day of the week?
Saturday. It's the only day without a routine. I hate routine, but with kids (especially the autistic one) it's a necessary evil.

How many states have you lived in?
3 (Iowa, North Carolina, Michigan)

How many countries have you visited?
3 (I'm such a lame-ass in this regard. I really need to get out more.)

Plane, Train, or Automobile?
I used to love to fly, but it's not quite what it used to be. I enjoy the train quite a bit, but have never gone more than a 2-3 hours on one. I like the car. I control the music and temperature, I can sing aloud, I can stop and explore things that catch my eye. So I guess I'm going with the car.

Friday, March 7, 2008

A Bit of a Scare Today

and I'm not talking about my MIL visiting! Though she did, but that was okay. The kids loved seeing Grandma K.

No, the scare was earlier. Spousehole called from work around 9:30 and said "They're calling people into a conference room one at a time. The guys who've come back so far have all been told March 28 is their last day and they three weeks' severance pay." Shit. People who've been there way longer than Spousehole were getting axed. Spousehole figured he was going to "get the call" any minute. Shitfuckdamn.

He came home around noon. He still has a job. He doesn't yet know all the details, but apparently his company is going to continue supplying IT services to our municipality. They had to make cuts in accordance with their new contract and quite a few people on Spousehole's team were cut. But the company wants to send Spousehole to Palm Springs (CA) for two weeks of training to get him up to speed to take over administering some part of their GIS system (I can't explain it - I don't understand that stuff at all), so apparently he is staying on. But since he'll still be doing everything he has been doing plus taking over what another guy has been doing, the $2000/year raise they gave him a few weeks ago is looking really, really lame.

He still kept an appointment this afternoon concerning a job in Orlando. Best to keep one's options open.

Broken Hearts

My heart is breaking today. I'm actually crying as I type this.

The crazy part: it doesn't involve me. It's not my business, it's not my romance that ended.

A blogger couple that I have watched from afar, following on their blogs, rooting for them to succeed, has called it quits.

I feel silly being so upset about it. Kind of like when my mom cries because some soap opera couple broke up. But these two people aren't characters on a soap opera. They are real people. I may not have ever met them, but I really loved their love story. So as their hearts break, mine aches right along with them.

I'm so sorry, Hella and Exile. May you both find peace and comfort in this difficult time.

Thursday, March 6, 2008

HNT - I Love My Mac Edition!

Ok, I don't have a Mac. No iPod, no iPhone. I'm a Ubuntu girl, these days. But we do have this:


Yeah, it's an Apple IIgs - Woz Signature Edition. The Woz is pretty collectible. This still runs and we still have the software to run it.


Why do we get half-nekkid? Want to join the fun? See Os at HNT_1

Wednesday, March 5, 2008

WTF Wednesday

WTF does this mean? Girl and I were at the grocery store yesterday, in the bakery section. Girl didn't want to leave, because she wanted cupcakes. The lady decorating cakes there decided to be helpful and offer a toy to distract Girl and get her back into her police-car-shaped cart. The lady says to me "Would your granddaughter like a princess ring?"

OMG, how old do I look? There's no gray in my hair (okay, it's dyed to keep the grays at bay, but still). I don't think I'm that wrinkled. I don't dress like a grandma, I don't think. I'm only 40. Wow.

Maybe she saw my mail sometime. See, the AARP has been bugging me about joining for the last couple years. I have no idea how I got on their mailing list. But I do know that they sell that list, because now I get all kinds of mail targeted to "seniors." Because being 40 isn't bad enough, I must be made to feel as though I am even fricking older!

When I was in middle school, someone told me that my grandma dropped something off at the office for me. I was confused, since my grandma was dead. Turned out it was my mother. She was 37 at the time. 37! But she refused (and still refuses, 30 years later) to dye her hair. She was about 50% gray at 37 (I get one or two gray hairs - I got Dad's hair). She's got beautiful smooth skin and gray hair. She gets mistaken for being younger now, because her skin doesn't show her age. (I only wish I had inherited her skin. I have a couple "worry lines" AND also I still have acne. Thanks Dad!)

Speaking of getting older, Spousehole turned 41 yesterday. I never mentioned his birthday all day and I could tell it was bugging him. A taste of his own medicine. (I'm such a child!) I did get him a cake (I couldn't be bothered to make a real one, so I got one at the store) and we sang happy b-day to him. When I brought out a candle to put on the cake was the first time he noticed the cake and he started smiling like "She remembered!" Asshole. He acts like it's no big, but then he gives away how much he really wanted me to remember.


He used his B&N gift card to go get a DVD we've both been wanting (Sky Captain & The World of Tomorrow - we really liked it in the theatre). At least he didn't get some obscure anime that I would have no interest in.

Here's a shock:

What American accent do you have?
Your Result: The Midland

"You have a Midland accent" is just another way of saying "you don't have an accent." You probably are from the Midland (Pennsylvania, southern Ohio, southern Indiana, southern Illinois, and Missouri) but then for all we know you could be from Florida or Charleston or one of those big southern cities like Atlanta or Dallas. You have a good voice for TV and radio.

Philadelphia

The Inland North

The South

The Northeast

The West

Boston

North Central

What American accent do you have?
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Tuesday, March 4, 2008

TMI Tuesday




1. Under what conditions would you kiss a stranger?

Depends on how strange . . . .

2. Who was the last person you sent a text message to? If you’ve never sent someone a text message, is there some reason

The last person I texted was a guy I met on AFF. Nothing dirty - amazingly!


3. When was the last time you deliberately surprised someone?

January 26. We were having a birthday party for my daughter, but I surprised my son with a couple gifts hadn't arrived in time for his birthday a couple weeks earlier. He was really surprised and LOVED the gifts. I was geeked.

4. How often do walk somewhere (hopefully, other than the mailbox)?

I walk to the grocery store at least once a week. It's only about 8 blocks. Now that some of the snow is melting, I'll be out walking even more.

5. What were the longest and shortest durations of your romantic relationships?

Longest - current; Spousehole and I have been together 10 years, married for 9 (in May)

Shortest - do one night stands count? Or maybe as a teenager when I would meet someone at a party, we'd be together for the duration of the party, and then have an argument and it was over? Not sure how to answer this . . .

Bonus (as in optional):What is missing from your life?

Sex, romance, and, most of all, FUN.

Monday, March 3, 2008

Mute Monday - Writers, Writing


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Saturday, March 1, 2008

It's Caturday!

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I feel hung-over today and I didn't even drink last night! I did, however, spend the evening at Hell on Earth with the family. They do serve beer and horrible wine, but I just had Caffeine-Free Diet Coke, my usual. We even ate dinner there. Gawd, their pizza is just disgusting. I had the most awful headache when we went home. I also had to chase down some punk-ass teenage baby-mama who ripped off my kid. Boy fed his and his sister's tickets into the machine, pressed the button for the receipt, and then turned to me with a big smile because it was a lot of tickets. When he turned to me, punk-ass teenage baby-mama, complete with infant on her hip, took my kid's receipt! I chased her down and confronted her. She was all "but he din wan it." I called her on her bullshit and she gave it back. Damn right she did. Nobody rips off my kid.

Another reason I feel like is crap is probably because I slept in a twin-size bed last night. With both kids. Yeah, me, Girl, and Boy, all in a twin-size bed. That was cozy. I will spare you the long. damn. story.

Spousehole is in Chi-Town (pronounced Shy-town; Chicago, for those not up on their 70's CB lingo) today about a job. It seems that people in our city government are saying that Spousehole really doesn't have to worry - they will insist that he be hired by whoever they give the IT contract to because of his mad skillz - but he is wisely keeping his options open. I wonder if he wore his ring today . . .