A - you are definitly insane for not taking advantage of the hotel room to chill by yourself. *sigh* you must have spoke before you could consider your options. Your judgemnet is impared right now, must be the pregnancy - after all you did admit that you want to see From Kelly To Justin... ;o) I rest my case.
Have fun letting the kids pee in the pool. lol
Friday, June 27, 2003
Thursday, June 26, 2003
Posers Piss Me Off!!
Today I came upon someone's blog. He claims to be a US soldier in Iraq. Why does this piss me off? Because I know this is utter and complete bull shit. I have a dear friend who is in Kuwait - ya know, right next to Iraq. He's in the military and we write each other very often. He recently got internet access... or should I say he got e-mail. The military does not allow them to access almost anything, pretty much ALL he can do is e-mail. AND he's sooooo busy he's lucky if he get's to send out more than 3 or 4 e-mails in one day, currently he's not sent me an e-mail since the morning of the 25th. This guy works 12 hours a day and they don't get days off. This is still a war zone, there is NO off time. Mr. Poser also claims to have just watched a bootleg copy of 'The Hulk'. Hmmmm... I find that hard to believe also. Mail generally takes at the very least 3 weeks to reach the recipient. I've caught SEVERAL lies in Mr. Posers posts - it makes me want to vomit that some stupid kid thinks its cool to pretend he's a soldier risking his life in Iraq.
Today I came upon someone's blog. He claims to be a US soldier in Iraq. Why does this piss me off? Because I know this is utter and complete bull shit. I have a dear friend who is in Kuwait - ya know, right next to Iraq. He's in the military and we write each other very often. He recently got internet access... or should I say he got e-mail. The military does not allow them to access almost anything, pretty much ALL he can do is e-mail. AND he's sooooo busy he's lucky if he get's to send out more than 3 or 4 e-mails in one day, currently he's not sent me an e-mail since the morning of the 25th. This guy works 12 hours a day and they don't get days off. This is still a war zone, there is NO off time. Mr. Poser also claims to have just watched a bootleg copy of 'The Hulk'. Hmmmm... I find that hard to believe also. Mail generally takes at the very least 3 weeks to reach the recipient. I've caught SEVERAL lies in Mr. Posers posts - it makes me want to vomit that some stupid kid thinks its cool to pretend he's a soldier risking his life in Iraq.
L - Your page looks fab! 2 things - one, how are you doing those cool titles? and two, are you going to get comments?
Zombies
I'm so excited. A NEW Zombie movie! I LOVE ZOMBIES!!! 28 Days Later opens tomorrow. I must find someone to go see this with, hubby hates Zombie movies. I watched the 6 minute preview on the site for the movie - damn, it looks so fucking cool.
Zombies
I'm so excited. A NEW Zombie movie! I LOVE ZOMBIES!!! 28 Days Later opens tomorrow. I must find someone to go see this with, hubby hates Zombie movies. I watched the 6 minute preview on the site for the movie - damn, it looks so fucking cool.
And Now For Some Good News!
Seems the Supreme Court finally got their heads out of their asses - readSupreme Court Strikes Down Gay Sex Ban. Well heads out of their asses or maybe they realized they were really missing blow jobs. Oral Sex makes everything better. ;o) (yeah I know I need a smack. Spank me! Spank me!)
Thsi is my favorite rediculous quote from the article Texas defended its sodomy law as in keeping with the state's interest in protecting marriage and child-rearing. Homosexual sodomy, the state argued in legal papers, "has nothing to do with marriage or conception or parenthood and it is not on a par with these sacred choices."
hehehe... yeah whatever. As if a majority of sex these days is for the express purpose of having children. And my question is how exactly is it that GLBT people having the freedom to have sex threaten 'marriage and child-rearing'. I suppose that if two hetrosexual people live together but have no intentions of having children they aren't supposed to have sex - I mean that has nothing to do with marriage or conception or parenthood. Why is Texas so uptight? And honestly is it THAT important that everyone get married and have kids? And apparently being a single parent is not an option either. It appears to me that homosexuals aren't against 'The American Family' but Texas is. Maybe there's not enough interns in the capital...
Seems the Supreme Court finally got their heads out of their asses - readSupreme Court Strikes Down Gay Sex Ban. Well heads out of their asses or maybe they realized they were really missing blow jobs. Oral Sex makes everything better. ;o) (yeah I know I need a smack. Spank me! Spank me!)
Thsi is my favorite rediculous quote from the article Texas defended its sodomy law as in keeping with the state's interest in protecting marriage and child-rearing. Homosexual sodomy, the state argued in legal papers, "has nothing to do with marriage or conception or parenthood and it is not on a par with these sacred choices."
hehehe... yeah whatever. As if a majority of sex these days is for the express purpose of having children. And my question is how exactly is it that GLBT people having the freedom to have sex threaten 'marriage and child-rearing'. I suppose that if two hetrosexual people live together but have no intentions of having children they aren't supposed to have sex - I mean that has nothing to do with marriage or conception or parenthood. Why is Texas so uptight? And honestly is it THAT important that everyone get married and have kids? And apparently being a single parent is not an option either. It appears to me that homosexuals aren't against 'The American Family' but Texas is. Maybe there's not enough interns in the capital...
Inappropriate Advertising
I just checked how my page looks. It looks like I haven't done any permanent damage or lost any content. Archives are working (not that I can imagine anyone actually wanting to read my old shit).
While looking at my page my gaze wandered to the top where Blogger puts adds. I see that one of the ads on my page is for a 'Gay Love Spell'. WTF? I went to check L's page to see if she also had the 'Gay Love Spell' ad since she just started using blogger. Nope, hers are typical weight loss ads seen everywhere on the internet. I wonder how I get so damn lucky to have the 'Gay Love Spell' ad? How do they choose what blog get's what ad? Is it completly random? Do they search for a particular subject to see how often it comes up on someone's page? I guess I should be glad I don't talk much about hemaroids or Prince Albert Piercings - those would be bizarre ads to have on my page.
Speaking of advertising, I was reading an article recently where a pizza place paid homeless people to hold up a sign saying that the pizza place paid them to hold the sign up instead of begging for money. Apparently they get some pizza, a drink and a few dollars for holding the sign for an hour. Hmmm... I guess I really don't see any problem with that, at least they are doing something to EARN some money. Some people don't like this practice... and not because they say it exploits homeless people (now isn't that a rediculous thought - how is giving someone a job explotation?), but because of ad noise. Apparently we are so bombarded with advertising everyday everywhere we look that it's just noise to us and we don't even notice the ads. Critics are sayign that this practice just ads to the ad noise. I don't know, sounds like sour grapes to me. I think it's better than giving the homeless a handout. but hey, what do I know?
I just checked how my page looks. It looks like I haven't done any permanent damage or lost any content. Archives are working (not that I can imagine anyone actually wanting to read my old shit).
While looking at my page my gaze wandered to the top where Blogger puts adds. I see that one of the ads on my page is for a 'Gay Love Spell'. WTF? I went to check L's page to see if she also had the 'Gay Love Spell' ad since she just started using blogger. Nope, hers are typical weight loss ads seen everywhere on the internet. I wonder how I get so damn lucky to have the 'Gay Love Spell' ad? How do they choose what blog get's what ad? Is it completly random? Do they search for a particular subject to see how often it comes up on someone's page? I guess I should be glad I don't talk much about hemaroids or Prince Albert Piercings - those would be bizarre ads to have on my page.
Speaking of advertising, I was reading an article recently where a pizza place paid homeless people to hold up a sign saying that the pizza place paid them to hold the sign up instead of begging for money. Apparently they get some pizza, a drink and a few dollars for holding the sign for an hour. Hmmm... I guess I really don't see any problem with that, at least they are doing something to EARN some money. Some people don't like this practice... and not because they say it exploits homeless people (now isn't that a rediculous thought - how is giving someone a job explotation?), but because of ad noise. Apparently we are so bombarded with advertising everyday everywhere we look that it's just noise to us and we don't even notice the ads. Critics are sayign that this practice just ads to the ad noise. I don't know, sounds like sour grapes to me. I think it's better than giving the homeless a handout. but hey, what do I know?
Call Me Ms. Fix-It
Last night after everyone was in bed I decided to get a screwdriver and fix my VCR. Seems the tape was just shoved in to far and the eject mechinism was jammed. All I had to do was take the case off the VCR and lift the tape out, now it works fine. It took 5 minutes and I didn't even turn the VCR off (probably not the smartest thing to do, just didn't realize it was still plugged in and on until I had the tape in my hand.)
Last night after everyone was in bed I decided to get a screwdriver and fix my VCR. Seems the tape was just shoved in to far and the eject mechinism was jammed. All I had to do was take the case off the VCR and lift the tape out, now it works fine. It took 5 minutes and I didn't even turn the VCR off (probably not the smartest thing to do, just didn't realize it was still plugged in and on until I had the tape in my hand.)
Changes Happening
I decided Karmically Challenged Life needed a new look. I like the way the new blogger stuff seems to be working so far.
(later)
Well I suck at this. Hopefully this will fix it.
(later still)
OK, enough fucking with this. I fixed it, it's back - the same as before - but it's back. One good thing, I got my archives back! Woohoo!!!!
I decided Karmically Challenged Life needed a new look. I like the way the new blogger stuff seems to be working so far.
(later)
Well I suck at this. Hopefully this will fix it.
(later still)
OK, enough fucking with this. I fixed it, it's back - the same as before - but it's back. One good thing, I got my archives back! Woohoo!!!!
Tuesday, June 24, 2003
Renegade Goose
Today was Super Girl's second dance class. We got there about 15 minutes late, which is not good since class only lasts 45 minutes, but it's not really a huge deal. She's just 4. On the way to dance class I told her that we would stop and feed the ducks on the way back. I hold off feeding Cabbage Patch the Goldfish crackers while the class is going on and as promised we stop to feed the ducks. First there was just one lone and rather mangie looking duck - really it looked bad, I don't know if it was molting or was in a fight, but it definitly needed a membership to the hair club for ducks, he had some major male pattern baldness going on, he also had some bare spots on the back. Anyway, that's the duck we started with, just tossing crackers to it until two of the BIG FAT ducks caught on that there was food being passed out. So they head over after a few minutes and most of the tiny snack bag of crackers, more ducks and a goose decided to join the buffet. As the goose swam over he was honking, he got to shore he kept honking. He circled us looking for food honking and honking. I kept telling Super Girl to not get to close to the ducks. Well the bastard goose walks over to Cabbage Patch who was still in her stroller and he bites her on the leg! (I guess bite is technically correct even though they don't have teeth) I smacked at the goose, just barely got it on the neck. It continued to circle around us honking and honking, then it lunged forward and started pecking at Super Girls dance bag - I smacked it right on the beak with the bag of raisins I was carring. Then he backed of and headed back to the water. Damn bird! I was afraid he was going to hurt my baby! I'm tougher than any stupid goose.
Today was Super Girl's second dance class. We got there about 15 minutes late, which is not good since class only lasts 45 minutes, but it's not really a huge deal. She's just 4. On the way to dance class I told her that we would stop and feed the ducks on the way back. I hold off feeding Cabbage Patch the Goldfish crackers while the class is going on and as promised we stop to feed the ducks. First there was just one lone and rather mangie looking duck - really it looked bad, I don't know if it was molting or was in a fight, but it definitly needed a membership to the hair club for ducks, he had some major male pattern baldness going on, he also had some bare spots on the back. Anyway, that's the duck we started with, just tossing crackers to it until two of the BIG FAT ducks caught on that there was food being passed out. So they head over after a few minutes and most of the tiny snack bag of crackers, more ducks and a goose decided to join the buffet. As the goose swam over he was honking, he got to shore he kept honking. He circled us looking for food honking and honking. I kept telling Super Girl to not get to close to the ducks. Well the bastard goose walks over to Cabbage Patch who was still in her stroller and he bites her on the leg! (I guess bite is technically correct even though they don't have teeth) I smacked at the goose, just barely got it on the neck. It continued to circle around us honking and honking, then it lunged forward and started pecking at Super Girls dance bag - I smacked it right on the beak with the bag of raisins I was carring. Then he backed of and headed back to the water. Damn bird! I was afraid he was going to hurt my baby! I'm tougher than any stupid goose.
Disgusting Things Kids Do...
Last night hubby made popcorn for the kids to eat while watching a movie. Part way through the movie Cabbage Patch started sneezing. I told hubby to go get her some allergy medicine, apparently her allergies were bothering her again (it's a constant here in Texas). About 15 or 20 minutes later she crawls in my lap, I look at her and see what looks like a piece of popcorn up one nostril. So I say "Oh great, she shoved a piece of popcorn up her nose." Then I have to do the dreaded deed of removing the offending object from her nose. So I do, and it's NOT popcorn, it's a fairly large piece of cardboard, like a piece from a book or puzzle. I'm like 'well no wonder you were sneezing. Why the hell would you shove that up there?' Of course I muse these to myself knowing full well that my nearly 2 year old will not give me a coherent or logical answer to my question. In my 4.5 years of being a mom this is the FIRST time I've ever had to fish something out of a nose. Super Girl NEVER did that, although I did fear she would - she seemed to do EVERYTHING else. I've done plenty of other things, reached into a commode to retrieve the one and only binky that would put my child to sleep, done the visual check of the diaper looking for missing item (luckily I've found missing item not in diaper every time), had to induce vomiting once, been vomited on a few times, been peed on several times, had to clean the tub out after child pooped in bath, had to clean child and room and crib after they removed diaper full of poop and made huge mess - done that one a few times also. But now, the ever popular item up the nose has happened to me, and with the child I least suspected would do something like that. It's a cosmic joke on me.
Last night hubby made popcorn for the kids to eat while watching a movie. Part way through the movie Cabbage Patch started sneezing. I told hubby to go get her some allergy medicine, apparently her allergies were bothering her again (it's a constant here in Texas). About 15 or 20 minutes later she crawls in my lap, I look at her and see what looks like a piece of popcorn up one nostril. So I say "Oh great, she shoved a piece of popcorn up her nose." Then I have to do the dreaded deed of removing the offending object from her nose. So I do, and it's NOT popcorn, it's a fairly large piece of cardboard, like a piece from a book or puzzle. I'm like 'well no wonder you were sneezing. Why the hell would you shove that up there?' Of course I muse these to myself knowing full well that my nearly 2 year old will not give me a coherent or logical answer to my question. In my 4.5 years of being a mom this is the FIRST time I've ever had to fish something out of a nose. Super Girl NEVER did that, although I did fear she would - she seemed to do EVERYTHING else. I've done plenty of other things, reached into a commode to retrieve the one and only binky that would put my child to sleep, done the visual check of the diaper looking for missing item (luckily I've found missing item not in diaper every time), had to induce vomiting once, been vomited on a few times, been peed on several times, had to clean the tub out after child pooped in bath, had to clean child and room and crib after they removed diaper full of poop and made huge mess - done that one a few times also. But now, the ever popular item up the nose has happened to me, and with the child I least suspected would do something like that. It's a cosmic joke on me.
Monday, June 23, 2003
L, you are killing me! "Joe looks like he gets drunk on weekends, ties retarded people to the bumper of his truck and drags them to their deaths. " That is too damn funny. I like Joe, I think he's cute and Super Girl LOVES Joe, she's going to marry him - she told me this. I honestly try not to watch the shows all that much. The one's I don't mind I let the kids watch, the ones that bug the crap out of me or creep me out (Jay Jay the Jet Plane or 7 Little Monsters) are never to be watched in my house. If you're choosing to watch childrens programing, maybe you should get cable. ;o)
Sunday, June 22, 2003
L - glad your DSL(and phone) is back! I know how much of a pain in the ass it can be to have it out.
I can identify with you on this whole diabetic thing. It seems that everyone in my family get's diagnosed when they get older. My grandmother got diagnosed about 2 years ago, my grandmother who passed away last year was diagnosed probably 7 - 10 years prior to her passing, my grandfather was in the same boat, and I expect my father to be diagnosed within the next 3 years... him as well as most of his brothers (I think a couple of them already have been). I know none of them are my mother, but it is a clear genetic link.
I have a suggestion on how to handle Minh. She seems like a sweet, well meaning grandmotherly person. Apeal to her need to nurture you. Confide in her that your working hard to loose weight and ask for her help to keep you on track. Tell her you need her to be your cheerleader/food police (even though you really only need protection from her!) and ask her to help keep sweet nummies off your desk. I bet she would be thrilled to be 'helping' you out and would readily agree. Then anytime she slips up and brings a sweet nummy, you can say "Oh gosh I can't eat that, remember I have to watch my snacks." ... if that doesn't work lie to her. Tell her that your doctor told you to stay away from sweets/snacks, a lot of times telling people you have a medical condition or are under doctors orders will make them stop something when out right asking hasn't worked.
This could be VERY possitive for you. Last weekend, hubby said that he would start the Atkins diet with me, which was great because I didn't have to make special for him and struggle to not take a nibble. AND he didn't bring a bag of cookies home mid week. So it's nice to have someone else who will be supportive. The exercise will help also, last week I started walking and got 4 walks in, by Saturday I had lost about an inch in my waist and my pants fit better!
Good Luck! I really think this will work, sometimes you have to come out and talk directly to the source of your problem and ask them for help. A while back I asked my sister to not bring any junk food over when she visited - she is notorious for bringing junk for my kids (she's an aunt it's her job) - and she has been so darn good about not bringing junk. Well I need to get off my butt and get ready for work.
I can identify with you on this whole diabetic thing. It seems that everyone in my family get's diagnosed when they get older. My grandmother got diagnosed about 2 years ago, my grandmother who passed away last year was diagnosed probably 7 - 10 years prior to her passing, my grandfather was in the same boat, and I expect my father to be diagnosed within the next 3 years... him as well as most of his brothers (I think a couple of them already have been). I know none of them are my mother, but it is a clear genetic link.
I have a suggestion on how to handle Minh. She seems like a sweet, well meaning grandmotherly person. Apeal to her need to nurture you. Confide in her that your working hard to loose weight and ask for her help to keep you on track. Tell her you need her to be your cheerleader/food police (even though you really only need protection from her!) and ask her to help keep sweet nummies off your desk. I bet she would be thrilled to be 'helping' you out and would readily agree. Then anytime she slips up and brings a sweet nummy, you can say "Oh gosh I can't eat that, remember I have to watch my snacks." ... if that doesn't work lie to her. Tell her that your doctor told you to stay away from sweets/snacks, a lot of times telling people you have a medical condition or are under doctors orders will make them stop something when out right asking hasn't worked.
This could be VERY possitive for you. Last weekend, hubby said that he would start the Atkins diet with me, which was great because I didn't have to make special for him and struggle to not take a nibble. AND he didn't bring a bag of cookies home mid week. So it's nice to have someone else who will be supportive. The exercise will help also, last week I started walking and got 4 walks in, by Saturday I had lost about an inch in my waist and my pants fit better!
Good Luck! I really think this will work, sometimes you have to come out and talk directly to the source of your problem and ask them for help. A while back I asked my sister to not bring any junk food over when she visited - she is notorious for bringing junk for my kids (she's an aunt it's her job) - and she has been so darn good about not bringing junk. Well I need to get off my butt and get ready for work.
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