Saturday, April 05, 2008

Rock on Lassie

funny dog pictures
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More photo of CAKE tomorrow. TWO, yes TWO wedding cakes in as many days. 9.5 hour day on my feet. Sooooo tired. Tomorrow, CAKE.

Friday, April 04, 2008

Thursday, April 03, 2008

Letters From the Edge

Dear Life;

I owe you an apology for being so hard on you yesterday, but come on, you've been pretty hard on me. And by 'hard on me' I mean excruciatingly horrible. But I'm forgiving because ya know what, sometimes you are pretty fabulous. Like giving me fabulous friends who refuse to see how fat I look in a photo even though I did look like a red velvet cow. Friends who make me LOL when they suggest taking out an insurance policy on K and having him 'whacked'. Friends who have even more crazy drama in their lives than I do. Friends who say things that rattle around my head and make me laugh when I think of them, like 'penis tickle'. My Sweetie who knows what to say when I cry from misunderstanding what he says. For being able to have long geeky discussions with him. For an ex who wasn't offended at the suggestion to insure him and have him 'whacked'. For Tylenol PM to counter act sinus headaches. For interesting dreams to share with my Sweetie. For a job I absolutely LOVE more than any job I've ever had. And most of all, for it being a new day and knowing that I will get through this no matter how shitty it is.

You are forgiven Life. Now come on over here and give me a hug!


PS - I'm still kind of pissed about the car and the $$$$ troubles and wow, just thinking about the ticket makes me cringe. Still, you are forgiven.

PPS - I almost forgot to thank you for the 3 cups of coffee this morning. WOW! That totally surely put golden shine on EVERYTHING this morning. I may have to do that again tomorrow! WEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!! COFFEECOFFEECOFFEECOFFEE!!!
High Horse

humorous pictures
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Wednesday, April 02, 2008

Just Makes Me Want Coffee

funny graphs
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Dear Life, You SUCK.

Continuing with the Nablopomo theme of letters...

Dear Life;

Do me a favor and please stop sucking! No really, I'm serious. As if it wasn't enough that I find out I owe Tx DPS $1,660, I end up with a nice fat ticket the very next week and this week the car needs $1,100 in repairs - what can I say it's old.

Life I've already gone into how irritated the whole TxDPS thing is so I won't rehash it. The ticket, well that just sucks and I know it's my fault. The car, oh damn that's killing me. Killing me to know that repairs will cost WAY more than the car is worth and that I'm still paying for this piece of shit car (the car is a 94 Mazda Protege with extensive body damage, crapped out interior (people, don't smoke in your car!), LOTS of miles, the air doesn't work - never has, and well it's just getting old so pieces need to be replaced, the market value on the car is sooooo sad). So yeah, I have to figure out how to come up with the $$$$ for all of this. And hey! Rent is due! Woohoo!

Life, I just don't get it. Why do you have to pick on me all at the same time? Come on, can't you give a sistah a break? You know I make just barely over minimum wage, why you got to throw all this money trouble on me right now? And let's not even get into my other issues, suffice to say I need to talk to my Dr. about antidepressants and stop considering if the bridges around me are high enough (I kid, I kid... mostly).

There you go life, just stop fucking with me. I've had enough and honestly no one cares or wants to hear about my shitty life. EVERYONE has their own issues to deal with without listening/reading to any of this.


Tuesday, April 01, 2008

Word Of The Day


re·ti·ar·i·us [ rshee áiree əss ] (plural re·ti·ar·i·i [ rshee áiree  ])


Roman gladiator: an ancient Roman gladiator who fought using a net and a trident

[Mid-17th century.

My use of the word: Dude, that retiarius in the Russell Crowe movie was soooooo hot!

Moving on to the rediculous...

Redi Whip has such a STUPID commercial. Luckily it's short so the bleeding that it causes in my brain is brief.

This month's theme for NaBloPoMo is LETTERS. I tend to do those at times so, what the hell here we go.

Dear Youngest Child of mine,

Cabbage Patch please, please, please, please for the love of dog, SHUT UP. No really, just shut your cake hole. Your CONSTANT running commentary of insanity needs to be silenced from time to time. I'm hoping that this really is just a phase that you will grow out of because when I think of you in your mid thirties walking around just talking to the voices in your head as you shop for groceries I CRINGE. I really don't want you to become that disheveled woman walking down the street wearing a grubby sweater and knit hat while pushing a shopping cart full of kittens and bottled water in the middle of July while discussing the government conspiracies with a stuffed bunny in your pocket.

So, um yeah. Just hush, keep your conversations with the voices in your head to yourself.

Your Mother - no, not the mother ship

Dear Asshole Driving In My Neighborhood;

Fuck you. Fuck you. Fuck you. Stop giving me dirty looks for having the audacity to WALK across the street at the stop sign, using the cross walk and slowing you down as you rush off to work or shop or buy drugs or pick up your bitches and ho's or whatever. You inching up past the stop sign toward me does not make me cross faster and our subsequent dirty looks just makes me walk slower. So, have a nice day and may your vibrator die before you reach orgasm.

You are an asshat,

Monday, March 31, 2008

Just Because It's Funny

Humorous Pictures
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Manic Monday

Man, everyone having to be out of the house by 7:40 am is just CRAZY. Blah, I'm tired today and it's humid. Luckily my hair is pulled up so it's not obvious that my parents were circus clowns. 

New cake in the display case. My boss said it reminder of a corset. hehehe.
Just something for the freezer case. Pretty. 

These are the cars the Tiny Terrorists and I are working on. This weekend is the first annual Powderpuff Pinewood Derby. Super Girl wanted her car to have a paint job like Optimus Prime and Cabbage Patch wanted hers with a paint job like Bumblebee. The girls have done a huge chunk of the painting - k got me my little car (the pink one) to deter me from the overwhelming compulsion to paint the girls cars for them - luckily it's working. I did put the Transformers emblem on Cabbage Patch's car and did the flames on Super Girls (at their request). There is still work to be done, but not much and they'll be doing most of it. Anyway, I'm quite proud of the work that's been done so far.

Chicken Little

Today the rains brought with it the spring tornado warnings and watches. Just when the Tiny Terrorists got home. With that brought Super Girl's paranoia. For some reason that child automatically thinks the worst when we get bad weather. And heaven help me if there IS a weather warning of any kind. Like today, we heard the tornado sirens being tested, she started talking about where we would go if there was a tornado. She also likes to ask me what will happen if it floods - this is especially great since we live right by a creek... which has NEVER EVER flooded over it's banks... still she has to go into ALL of the possibilities of what could happen. It's tiring. Today I told her I was going to start calling her Chicken Little since the sky is always falling to her. Oddly, she did not appreciate that one bit. *sigh*

Okay, I'm off to bed.

Sunday, March 30, 2008

Computer Blues

I miss my computer. I'm appreciative that K is letting me use his computer, but... it's not MY computer. and well that sucks. I don't have my bookmarks. I feel bad about adding photos to his computer (because his stupid Mac does the photo thing weird and I can't just look at my photos on the memory card, it automatically just adds everything on the card. Stupid Mac.)

I miss my computer.