...at Dale's request...errr...demand....read after yesterday's post...

...I DID have the rest of this story posted at the end of it, but blogger must've erased it. Maybe it didn't like my 'punishment'.
Continued from yesterday...
anyway...what happened...Mom said "We were worried!! (Meanwhile, my dad was still in bed snoring away, he'd never been up!) Where have you been?? I even called Kevin's house to ask if they'd seen you! And that was, to me, amazing! Because she never, ever even wanted to talk to Kevin's mom, because Kevin had dropped out of school in 9th grade, they lived 'across the tracks', his brother taught karate at his house for a living, his dad worked, but also had a gun shop in their garage (even had a sign on the door for it)...so, according to my mom, "They're just not our kind, dear." Holy mother of God!! Where did I come from?? I wonder that every day, because Mom's favorite saying is "I have always depended on the kindness of strangers." The last time she said that to me I was 23, and told her "That's funny. I've always prided myself on the fact that I've never HAD to!!" So...to this day, that's just a little bit how we still get along....
So, no, Kim was still my bestest friend, she never opened her 'yap' about where I was. Mom woke her up about 3 am & demanded to know where I was. Kim sat up, stretched, looked at my bed, and was, "wow! I never even knew she was gone. I wonder where she is?" Then she laid back down, and put her head under the pillow, waited till she heard Mom go downstairs, & I'm sure she laughed her ass off, even though she still says she didn't.
When I got home I just got a 'talking to', and sent to bed & it's never been mentioned again. Nope, no, no grounding, or anything. And I saw Kevins mom & sister the last time I went to Kroger with Tiff when I was still driving, and they both hugged me and told me they miss me. His sister even gave me her email address, which is funny, cuz she's older, & always hated me, thought I was a snobby little spoiled rich bitch (i was!).
BoUnCeS!! LibbY!

good morning...

Wow....I canNOT believe this...this is the first time I've even been on the computer since, I think, Friday??? I got Stephen King's latest book, 'Cell' from Amazon Friday. I'd pre-ordered it a couple weeks ago, it got here, and I started reading it Friday night, I didn't even get out of bed yesterday, and last night I finished it. So, I guess today I've had a total 'reading hangover'. No, today I started the another book, 'For Laci' by Laci Peterson's mom. I'm not real far into it, but it's really good. Yes, I'm one of the people that was following that story since the night it happened. I've got almost every book about the case, but I think about the best one is the one about Scott Peterson being such a sociopath, by Catherine Crier.
Anyway...Kim called me this morning, and we talked about what should go on here next...we decided...
One weekend night when Kim was staying overnight with me, we hadn't gone anywhere or done anything. I don't know why, but it was SO boring! We went upstairs to bed about 1:30 am (my mom & dad were already in bed) and we were sitting there talking about how bored we were. I got off my bed, and decided to call my boyfriend (Kevin). We were talking for awhile, you know how a 15 yr old girl talks, then Kevin said why didn't I come over there. Yeah, right...but the more I thought about it, the more 'viable' the whole plan became. I decided to do it. Woke Kim up & told her, and she didn't think it was a smart thing to do, but I said I'm a teenager, I'm s'pozed to do stupid shit, right? So I changed my clothes and sneaked downstairs and out the back door. I made sure I went down the back stairs, cuz they were the farthest away from mom & dad's room, and then out the back door. Kevin lived all the way across town (maybe a mile?), and in kind of a shitty area. So here I was, bee-boppin' along to his house, and sneaking, because, guess what? Curfew...
So I finally got over there, and he had his best friend Terry there staying over. They were hanging out back in the back yard, where there was a, like, shed, and we used to hang around in there all the time and drink and talk & stuff. Kevin & Terry & I went in there and were just hanging around, talking, smoking, drinking, you know, the stuff teenage dreams are made of, right? All of a sudden we heard Kevin's mom coming out through the yard, and all of a sudden, she poked her head in the door and said, "Kevin? Is Libby in there? Her mom is on the phone, and thinks she's here." Meanwhile, I was hiding under a big pile of blankets on the floor. Kevin said no, he hadn't seen me, so she left & went back in the house. I was freakin' out! Told Kevin I had to go, right then!! I took off walking, then running home. I got home and all the freakin' lights in the house were on. So I went in, and got yelled at (don't you know how dangerous it is to be out running around in the dark by yourself?
BoUnCeS!! LibbY!

back...

Okay, I'm back...I had my own little 'mini-vacation', okay??
I've just been so fuckin' EXCITED since the Steelers are gonna go to the Super Bowl...and it's in Michigan!! Kevin just told me that Bill Cowher is having them wear their white jerseys to the game, he said Cowher won't say why, but he thinks it's probably that they won the last 3 away games in the white, so he thinks it's lucky...I do NOT blame him for that!! Even though they're gonna be classified as the home team this game...hell with that!! I absolutely know I'm making tons of enemies, too, but.....And I feel bad, actually, (no not about Denver) cuz I do like the Seahawks, but when they're up against my Steelers.....phhhtt! or...pee-shaw!
Kevin and I went out grocery shopping Monday, cuz he was still off, it was his 'personal day'. We actually had fun! I was using one of those carts for disabled people (I prefer to say I'm 'crippled', because you oughtta see the looks you get then!!). We went to the new super Wal-Mart (it's really nice!), & we were there for about 2 hours wandering around. And that's odd for Kevin, cuz he hates going to grocery stores, says he's sick of 'em, cuz he was a meat manager in one for so many years. Myself, I LOVE to grocery shop, and to look at all the new stuff they have, especially in the produce dept. Kathy said once when I was still the one that did all the shopping, when she went to the refrigerator to get a Pepsi, "What the hell is this? You guys must always go down the 'weird food' aisle!". Hmmmppphhh! Only because we had a bottle of green ketchup in the door...but you know what? My daughter ALWAYS used to love going to the grocery store with me, cuz as produce manager, I used to also run register when we got real busy, so I always got to see new stuff! So I was the one grabbing the new sugary cereal, new snack foods, etc! Oh, and new popsicles. Anyway, their main aisles are super-wide, so when Kevin was pushing his cart down one side, I speeded up the cart I was on, and did the rrrrrmmm-rrrrrrmmmmm up beside him! And told him I was doing my best Tony Stewart imitation...he just looked at me...I guess that's probably why I don't have a driver's license anymore, huh....
And this is WAY off the subject...but when we were in the store, there was a song by 'Wham' on Muzak. (you know, George Michael?). That took me WAY back to when I worked at the store up north. There was a guy that looked exactly like George Michael, even down to the super whie teeth, and the scruffy beard (mmmm)! When I'd see him come in the door of the store, I'd go back in my backroom & get on the intercom, & say "Rachel, to the produce aisle", and all the other girls I worked with would come over there, cuz they knew what I meant. (that was our code for 'you have GOT to hurry! this guy's HOT!!), cuz there wasn't a 'RACHEL' that worked there! Part of my job as produce manager was to go to the other stores in town Monday after I got the case set for the day, and do price checks on their produce, so I could keep my prices lower than them. (the shit we were allowed to do then!). The first store in town I headed to was Kroger. I was driving my little poopscooter ('80 brown Honda Accord) down the 4 lane main street, & looked at the car beside me, and it was him!! We smiled at each other & waved, then he started to drag race me, so we did that kid-stuff all the way down the street, til I turned off to go to Krogers. I went in and did all my price checks (took about a half-hour). Came out and headed to my car, and got there, and, oh my God, he was standing there, leaning against my driver's door!! I just walked up and said...uhhh..I'm not sure what I said, but I'm sure my tongue was hanging on the ground. We started introducing ourselves, and talking, then I said I should get back to work. And he said he'd follow me, cuz he lived close to it, and wanted me to stop by his apartment sometime...so maybe I should follow him, so I knew where he lived. So I did. And of course when we got there, he asked me in, I went, we kept talking, (that's all! well, he kissed me goodbye when I left) and I didn't get back to work as soon as the manager thought I would.....and he had had to unload the produce truck cuz I wasn't there. Boy, was he pissed! But when I told him where I'd been, he understood and laughed his ass off at me! That guy had asked me out for the next Saturday night to a bar in another town, but when I was unloading my truck Sat, I saw his car pull up out in the parking lot, and he came up to the door and met me outside carrying flowers, and gave them to me, & said he was sorry, but he couldn't go with me Saturday...he'd gotten back w/his ex-girlfriend. Grrrrrr! But I was gracious, told him it was ok....then went out that night to a bar in that town & got shit-face-drunk!! Sad ending, huh? ;-)
Very off the subject. See where a song can take me?
BoUnCeS!! LibbY!

bitchy thoughts...

...Sergei Federov!

I'd like some different opinions on this, if it's not too much of a pain-in-the-ass? I talked to a friend of mine yesterday (no, not Kim!), and she's an old friend that's always been married to the same guy, and never worked, always been a stay-at-home mom, whereas I've been divorced, and never been a stay-at-home mom since Tiff was one. Basically, every time I talked to her since we've both had kids, she always made it clear that she thought that 'having a job' and 'raising kids' were two totally incompatible things. I always bit my tongue, never said shit about it, even though, you know me, I had shit to say about it coming out my friggin' ears!! But, I was polite...I knew someday "my way" would prove that I was right!
So, yesterday, she called me & was really mad at her daughter, who downloaded some illegal shit off the internet, & she got a big ol' letter from the company....etc...This is a 20 yr old girl, who has wrecked 2 cars, had really bad problems with a lot of people in high school, and of course the mom was always right there saying 'but it wasn't her fault!' Because the daughter was a cheerleader, a straight A student, etc...Man, do I know the shit you can get away with if you have straight A's!. So now the daughter's in college, living at home...somewhat, anyway, as I was told yesterday...
She's now dating a married-but-separated man (aren't they all?), and it actually seems to the mom that she's more or less living with him in his new apartment! But she comes home to do her laundry...and, I'm not sure, but I think Mom & Dad are paying for the part of college that she hasn't gotten a scholarship for...hmmm...
So, yeah, you KNOW I'm feeling all proud of Tiff now, seeing as I always told this woman it was better for her girl to not have Mommy right there over her shoulder, to jump in & 'handle' things for her. I dunno...it's just how I feel. I think part of the best things we ever taught Tiff was 'NEVER lie' and you'll never be able to say you only did something cuz this person or that person 'made you'!! We had those rules since she was, like, old enough to talk! Phheeewwww!! Glad we did, now it's actually been proven to me that it was the right way to go!
And, yup, she and Zach are still together, they went to a friend's wedding in Toledo last weekend, and Tiff caught the bouquet...God help us all! (HA!) No, I'd love this! I've told Tiff since she was in 10th grade that I thought Zach was the one she should've stayed with!! And it's really cool that now, when she's 22, she told me the other day "Oh, Mom, I love him SO much!!" We both decided that that's what their relationship needed...a few years apart! And she agrees! I told her "yeah...now you know what else is out there...run away from them!!" So he graduates from college in May with a double major, and after that, he's going to law school. His regular college was paid for with the full ride scholarship he got, now he's hoping for some kind of law school help, cuz he's in the top 20% of his class, and I was sittin' on this computer while he was on Tiff's across the room checking his exam grades........they were ALL A'S !!!!! Geez...brainiac...
BoUnCeS!! LibbY!

back for a minnit...

Okay. Kevin & Ken went to the hockey game last night, and it actually was a really good thing I hadn't planned on going, cuz I had 'intestinal issues'...'nuff said. I'm good today, though. I did watch the game on tv...and it SUCKED!! But only cuz we lost! The Red Wings are freakin' awesome! Which I already knew. I took Kevin to a Red Wings vs Buffalo at Joe Louis arena in
Detroit for out 5th anniversary. Now THAT was funny! It was so full it was standing room only tickets, this was right after we found out I had ms, and 'standing room only' at the Joe was okay, cuz I was still 'standing'! But what was funny was....there was a HUGE black guy standing next to me, he was really nice, but he was a little 'intimidating', cuz he talked to himself nonstop! At first I thought he was saying something to me, but when I said "I'm sorry, what?" all I got was a stare & a giggle!! So...picture Mr T giggling at you...
I took this test from http://ofcheeriosandqueens.blogspot.com/ website...I don't know how to put the test itself on here, so this is what I can do!

Your Life Path Number is 4
Your purpose in life is to build your vision.You are practical and responsible. You work hard, knowing that there are no shortcuts in life.You work for a better life for yourself and those you love, but you are not an idealist.Trustworthy and honest, you also demonstrate great courage. People can count on you.In love, you are a loyal and committed partner. You are the ideal spouse.You don't give up easily, and sometimes you can be too stubborn and unwilling to change.You also can be too conservative at times. You sometime miss out on good opportunities.Also remember that not everyone can work as hard as you, as disappointing as that is!

Wow. I just read that to Kev, and he laughed and said "Are you sure that's not MINE??" Hmph! But then I looked up his, and it describes ME more than him!! It's a #3, and says he's a 'social butterfly'. Huhhhhh?? He HATES people!! Not really, but he doesn't seek them out like I do. He's perfectly happy with the job he has at Verizon, not being a customer contact person anymore, but sitting by himself in a back room, making the center's webpages for sales and everything else! (smartyboots!).
Oh well, gonna go, nuthin' else is up!
BoUnCeS!! LibbY!

unavailable for the week...

Busy week this week! Kevin's on vacation this week, and his 40th birthday was yesterday, so we had a family party here last night. His mom & dad, Ken & Jill, Tiff & Zach, me & Kev (of course!), Kathy & the twins (Benji's in CA for work this week)...and food, and cake & ice cream (also of course!). So Kevin got tons of cool stuff, and I got him 2 tickets for himself & his brother to the Columbus Blue Jackets vs. Detroit Red Wings hockey game in Columbus tomorrow night! I like to watch hockey, but I wouldn't wanna go to a game in a fuckin' wheelchair...it just sounds like a big fuckin' pain in the ass. I know exactly what happened the one time Kevin & I tried to go to a Nascar race with everybody else a few years ago...that was about a big joke...nobody's fault but the weather....and the idiotic parking places in a field full of mud, that, even if Kev & I would've tried to get my wheelchair out of the car, even if I wasn't sitting in it, could have never been pushed through the mud!!
Anyway, enough bitching. I'm gonna get off here, and go sit and read a book or something...
BoUnCeS!! LibbY!

tag answers for christine....and mary!

Ok, ok, I give up!! I guess I have to wake up and join the world, huh? ;-)

1) Hum a jingle of which you know all the words...
"A is for apple...J is for jacks..Cinnamon-toasty Apple Jacks..." (only us 'old folk' know that one, though...)
2) As a kid, you played a board game over and over. And you cheated, you little bastard. What was the game?
Oh, this hurts to admit!! I always had my friends come over to play Monopoly, when I was 10-ish...and I always WON...because "it's MY house, I have to be the banker!"
3) What is the song that you have been singing the incorrect words to all these years? What were you singing? What should you have been singing?
This is even more embarrassing :-( The first time I heard the song "Dirty Deeds Done Dirt Cheap" by AC/DC, I was at a bar, drunk and dancing with my friends, and I was singing "Dirty jeans, dungarees!!". I honestly hope I played it off well enough, saying, "I was JUST fucking asround!! I was drunk, remember??".
4) What is the most embarrassing childhood story your parents drag out just to piss you off? (sorry...my parents never try to fuck with me, they just like to make me mad...)
I was in the dining room with Mom, I was about 3, and she was trying to call her friend, but she kept getting frustrated, and hanging the phone up, saying, "Oh! The line's still busy!", then she'd go clean up some more 'breakfast stuff', and come back to try the phone again. About the third time she headed for trhe phone, I piped up, "Mommy, the line's still busy." She looked at me like I was really weird, and said "How would you know that?", and I pointed out the window, because our old house had all kinds of wires & a clothesline in the backyard. There were a bunch of blue jays sitting on the clothesline, and I guess that's the line I thought she was talking about...I never understood why she laughed so much about it...until I got older!
4 Jobs I've Had
1. Mommy
2. Cashier At A Grocery Store
3. Assistant Head Cashier there
4. Produce Manager
5. Customer Service Rep with GTE
4 Places I've Lived
1. Massillon, Ohio
2. here
3. here
4. here (lived in two different towns in my life, don't even remember the first!!)
4 TV Shows I heart
1. Cold Case
2. CSI, CSI New York (Gary Sinese...mmmmm)
3. Without A Trace
4. Nanny 911
4 Places I Have Been on Vacation
1. London, England
2. Marco Island & Naples, Florida
3. Houston & Galveston, Texas
4. Myrtle Beach, South Carolina
4 Web Sites I Visit Daily
1. eBay
2. blogs!
3. my city's newspaper
4. MSN Gaming Zone
4 Favorite Foods
1. STEAK!!
2. Mexican
3. A Huge Tossed Salad with bleu cheese dressing
4. Sausage
4 Places I Would Rather Be Right Now
1. Michigan
2. South Carolina
3. Pennsylvania
4. Anywhere But Here...
Names of 4 People I Do Not Heart
1. Angelina Jolie
2. Barbra Streisand
3. Ted Kennedy
4. Jane Fonda
....and too many others to list...

Okay, Mary & Christine! There it is...any more dirty laundry ya wanna know about??
BoUnCeS!! LibbY!

more ancient work stuff

I'm thinking back to some of the other stuff that went on up at that store, cuz I think I grew up when I was there, and also learned that your job doesn't HAVE to suck! Well, I KNOW I grew up there! For God's sake, I was 20, & had a 1 1/2 year old baby at home to raise, where we lived in our own apartment, an hour away! This actually came to mind last night. Tiffany had M, her cousin (ya know the Dora the Explorer fan! She's 4) stay overnight last night so they could have one of their 'mini-slumber parties'. They went to Wal-Mart, cuz M forgot her toothbrush, so Tiff took her out there & they got a Barbie one! And Barbie toothpaste! There was a cop out there and he was fingerprinting kids, and giving them all kinds of safety stuff. He looked at Tiffany and said "Would you like to have your daughter's fingerprints done?" Tiff just about shit! She said "No, no, no!! She's my niece!! I'll tell my aunt about this, maybe she'll bring her back tomorrow and do it!" And when they got home, Tiffany was like "Dad!! I can't believe he thought she was MINE!! I'm only 22!!" I was sitting around the corner in the bedroom reading, and I just busted out laughing!! "Uhhhhh, Tiffany, guess what....when you were 4, just how old do you think I was?" She just stopped and stood still for a second...then she said "Man!! There is NO WAY I could do this!!" (phew!!)
Okay...on with some of the funny shit..
I was also in charge of checking all deliveries in, + doing the produce. That was neat, cuz I met all of the delivery drivers (pop, beer, Frito, etc...,). One of the women is still a great friend of mine, we email a lot! We always laughed and picked on each other all the time. I was up in the office, writing one of the beer guys a check in the office, and I dropped the pen. I bent over to pick it up, and he acted like a regular 25 year-old guy...put his hand on top of my head and acted like he was pushing it down!! (DICKWEED!). So I stood up all of a sudden, and said (real loud!) "Eric!! Stop that!!! You're gonna activate my gag reflex, and you DAMN SURE don't want that mess!!"

Another time, I was in the office again, writing a check. My other friends from other depts were up by the office waiting for me, so we could go to lunch. Then I realized that Bertha, the big fat bossy head cashier was on her way to the office. So, I threw the checkbook in there, (this safe was one of those big, huge enormous ones, if you're standing beside it, it's up to your chest!), and I crawled in after it, and closed the door with the lock on it. Bertha came lumbering heavily up the 2 or 3 steps, muttereing and bitching, she bent over to get some rolls of change out ("those stupid cashiers!!"). When she opened the safe door, I reached out and grabbed her arm! Damn, I NEVER knew a person could scream that loud. Or fall back on her ass so hard...(that's ok, she had a ton or two back there, anyway!). Oh shit, I gotta go, I'm laughing my ass off just picturing her again!

BoUnCeS!! LibbY!

long, long ago...when work was un-pc! (and much more fun!)

Does everybody remember work actually being FUN & SOCIALIZING?? Because that's what I always made my jobs be! I remember a long time ago, a cashier that worked at the same store as me, well, if she was talking, she was bitching about her job....one night when I was in charge, she was bitching, and I finally told her that if she hated her job that bad, well, nobody was begging her to stay...and if she just put all that energy into finding a job that didn't suck, she might find something better for herself...and, under my breath, as I turned away "and for us, too".Ya, she quit 3 days later, blaming it on the bitch in the produce dept! heheheh! But that was when I was at the store in "Fo-town", and I was only 21. haha She should've given me 20 years to hone my skills...
I had an assistant supervisor back in 1989-90, when I was working at our brand new store here in town (had transferred back in summer 89). And that was right around the time Kev & I started dating (but nobody knew we were yet!, cuz he was the meat manager & I was produce mgr...shhhh) So, my assistant supervisor was 'Woody' (no, not A Woody!). I pretty much started the 'ready-made salads' at our grocery stores in this town, before you could buy 'ready-made Dole salads' in a bag. Anyway...Woody & I were mixing up a salad in a great big 'lug', and then when we got done, I went over & got the plastic bowls & lids. I come back, and Woody's standing there looking at his hands..."God, it's just fucking amazing how clean your fingernails get when you're making a salad!!" Holy crap!! I thought I was gonna bust a GUT laughing!! I know, gross, right?
Then there was the time that he was there before I got there one morning, and started yelling at me cuz I was 5 minutes late. I just lost it, and said "Woody! You are the wet spot on the bedsheet of life, ya know??" And, miracle of miracles, he started laughing his ass off, and didn't fire me!! ....I quit 2 months later, when Kevin & I got married, though...then he actually got ahold of me when Tiff started selling Girl Scout cookies when she was in first grade, and bought a bunch! Never saw him or heard from him again, either. (maybe we shouldn't have spit on them, huh!?). Okay, got tons more stuff from all my old jobs, so I'll continue on them later...
BoUnCeS!! LibbY!

bitching...

Okay, it's a Monday, isn't it? So I feel justified in bitching...but only on Mondays!
I got up today at 10:30 am, didn't feel bad at all, so I got up & went out to the kitchen to get my freakin' medicine, like I do every morning! Vitamins, and all the ms meds, like dizzy pills, trembly hand pills, anti-seizure pill like dilantin, one that's supposed to make my legs less stiff, etc...So I got those, something to eat, some chocolate milk, and went back to bed to watch Dr Phil, and read. I kept feeling like I had to stretch, so that's what I did. Figured that maybe that was what I needed, cuz I'd had 8 hours of sleep, ya know? I did that, then went to get up again, so I could do some laundry or something. How-EV-er...my fucking legs would not bend!! Well, my knees. Anyway. I tried to think about what one of my meds coulda done that, and I'm blaming the 'Baclofen', for stiff muscles. I do know that a side effect of that stuff is to make your legs a bit heavier, so, like, when you walk, sometimes you have 'foot drop', and trip a little So now it's about 6:30 pm, and I'm feeling normal again (for a person with ms, anyway). I got worried before my legs got that stiff, and went back to the kitchen and took another lamictal (anti-seizure), cuz I had no idea what was up, and I DAMN sure don't EVER want another seizure! They're SCARY!! (that's what I hear, anyway.) Then Kevin called me from work on his first break around 1, and I told him what was up, he offered to come home for me (well, maybe for him! ;-D ), just kidding! But I said, no, I'm fine, I'll call your cell if something goes wrong, ok? And he told me that's ok...but just don't go and do anything stupid, or die, or anything, and if you fall down & bleed, DON'T BLEED ON THE CARPET, OKAY??
Hmmmmpphhh, again. So I went to the freezer & ate 1/2 of a half gallon of peppermint stick ice cream while I pouted at myself!
So, today, no cold, now my legs are fine, but Kev said I should stay sittin' on my ass tonite...who am I to argue with him??
BTW, I got this cool-ass catalogue in the mail Saturday, and I WISH it would've been here before Christmas!!
http://www.lighterside.com/website/store/promotion.asp?source_code=ql&AID=10274737&PID=1119829&SID=QX5xZ7jDNIEJjxqd7S6YpqJJ
check out their t-shirts!
BoUnCeS!! LibbY!

a little better...

Okay, I'm up...for a while, anyway...
So, here's what's up. I TiVo'd 'The Book Of Daniel' last night, and watched it this afternoon (I couldn't not watch it after seeing all the negative shit about it, ya know? I felt it was my DUTY to watch & review!). I thought it was funny, and I really don't see what's so offensive to some people. After all, ya know, it's ONLY A TV SHOW, RIGHT? Truthfully, I happen to find people like, oh, say, Pat Robertson, a whole LOT more offensive! Maybe I'm wrong, but I seem to find a whole lot of people who are deeply religious can't laugh at anything. And that, more than anything else, keeps me away from organized religion. And whether I'm right or wrong, I don't want to be somebody that never, ever laughs. The whole world seems to have lost a lot of that ability lately, and I refuse to! Cripes, if I walked around like a sourpuss with a chip on my shoulder, & looking for everything WRONG in the world, I'd probably go off on a total rampage on everyone!!
Okay, with that out of the way...
I DID have a little bit of fun yesterday, before I gave up on 'being strong' and fighting my cold.I had a $75 Amazon.com certificate that was begging to be spent...so, I HAD to do that. Otherwise, the person that gave it to me for Christmas would've thought I was an ungrateful bitch, & I can't have that! heheheh...That got me five books on the way. & I'll finish off my gift cards Monday, with eBay, WalMart, & Victorias Secret.com!
I'm pretty hungry for ice cream right now, the only thing is, I'm really pissed off at myself, because I was sitting on the bed reading, & went and grabbed a pint of mint choc chip ice cream out of the freezer (it was still sealed), and took it back in the bedroom, sat back on the bed with a spoon and my book ('Vector' by Robin Cook, if anyone's interested), and ate every single bit of it! And was scraping the bottom, & bitching cuz it was the last pint of that flavor I had in there!! Then I looked at the container, and it said (well, it didn't say it...I read it!) "servings per container-4" WTF??? That's SO wrong!! As I see it, servings per container was ONE!! Hmmmmpppphh....
BoUnCeS!! LibbY!

day off...

This is a buncha bullshit! I woke up last night at 3:30 am because I sneezed, and I've had every single symptom of a cold since then, except coughing! So, I'm going back to bed! Play nicely among yourselves while I'm gone, and I better not hear anybody being a tattletale when I come back! Toodles!
BoUnCeS!! LibbY!

today...

Alright....can everybody get a good look at this?? Kim was over today, and must've decided to leave her signature of trouble on our nativity set...
Last week I (yes, me, & my clumsy-ass hands!)knocked over one of the 3 Wise Men...and his head must've hit just wrong, and it just snapped off clean! So today, Kim's over there looking at the set & stuff, and I heard her start laughing our old evil laugh (hasn't changed in 25 years!), then she came walking back into the living room, still giggling. I was asking what was so funny, and she launched off into this big old loooooonnnnnnnggggg story about something her middle boy had done, and it WAS funny as hell, so we sat here & just rolled around laughing about all kinds of stupid shit. We sat around here bs-ing for a couple more hours, then she had to go, so we said see ya...
I came back in to the dining room and just stood here looking around, seeing if I could figure out what the hell she'd been laughing at. Then I walked over & looked at the nativity set, really close, and saw that the Wise Man I had knocked over was still standing there, minus head, which, last I'd seen was laying on the fake snow in front of him, but now, was on another Wise Man's hands, as if it were an offering or something!! I swear, I just laid down right there, and almost died laughing! Then later I called Kim & gave her hell for doing that! I told her that God probably would look & see that, & think I'd done it or something!! Damn! She's getting good at this stuff (in her old age! shhhh!).
Okay, I'm done for the night.
BoUnCeS!! LibbY!

hilda...

We used to have a maid/cleaning lady that came to our house once a week when I was a kid & hung out with Kim all the time...(age 12 - on). In that big 3 story house, the one Kim peed out the attic window, remember?
She used to show up every Thursday, and just scrub, and clean everything! Wow...wish I had one of those! Oh, I do! Kevin! (that's not funny, I know!). Anyway, her name wasn't even Hilda (but that's just funny, & how we referred to her...behind her back!). In the summer, Kim stayed with me practically nonstop, except when we wanted to go swimming in her pool. (we WERE little shits, remember?). Mom used to tell me to go get my room cleaned up (like, pick my junk up off the floor in my room) starting about Tuesdays when I got home from school...yeah, it would take that long. I would always say "Well, isn't Carol the cleaning lady?? Why should I clean? That's what you pay HER for!!" My God, I should've been slapped! Hmmmm...can everybody say "Spoiled little bitch"? All together now...
Every Thursday morning arround 10, Carol'd knock on my door, and bellow loudly, "Are you up yet, girls? I need to run the vacuum cleaner in there, and do the dusting!" And we'd get up & head for the bathroom with loud stretches & groans, of course....
One Saturday night we watched "Saturday Night Live". You know, back in ther late 70's/early 80's, when it was good!!!! IMHO, of course!! They had a skit on there called 'The Holiday Inn Horror'. Now THAT was funny! So, when Carol knocked on the door that Thursday, of course we looked at each other & died laughing, whispering "I clean now!!" like the Hilda in the SNL thingy!! Okay...you all hate me now, dontcha>? I somehow got blessed...Tiffany NEVER was like that with me! Except the one time when she was 15, and I told her how to do something (being helpful, not bossy!), and she got the teenager's attitude and said, "Maybe next you could teach me to walk on water?" I surprised her by not getting mad...but laughing, and giving her a hi-five!!

BoUnCeS!! LibbY!

mice & stuff....

Okay...we're still not done with the 'takedown' of Christmas stuff. Kevin got the tree and everything in the living room done yesterday, and Tiff and Zach's gonna have to get outside & do that soon. But Zach wanted to watch all the football on yesterday. The first picture up there is a picture of the mice that we bought at Meijer about 13 years ago. They're on a little electric string, and they play about 20 Christmas songs in a row by hitting their bells(not BALLS!)hehehe. Anyway, I just started thinking about it, and I've never seen anything like this any more!! The next one is a Far Side cartoon (Gary Larson). I have even more of his books than I do of Calvin!
Okay, I guess I better get to the real shit now. On July 4, 1979, Kim & I went to the fairgrounds here in town with my mom & dad, to watch the fireworks. We had fun, but after it was over, we told Mom & Dad we were gonna walk home, ok, pleeezzeee??? So, they let us...(huh?).That was weird, cuz it was all the way across town, and we WERE only 14!! No, I'm not blaming them AT ALL!! Trust me, we were little bitches, and I sure wouldn't have wanted to be with us! Would you??
We promised to be back at my house at midnight, & walked off. (checking out every cute guy we went past, & then turning around & checking the "rear view"!). We were almost to the front of the fairgrounds when we saw 5 or 6 guys walking the same way, & I totally zoned in on one! He was so way hot! We walked closer to them, and I (yeah, me...) 'accidentally on purpose' ran into the last one, who looked the oldest and was kinda cute, but nothing like the one I liked! Whose name was actually Kevin, too. So we all decided to walk to this one playground behind an elementary school that was across the street from that Kevin's mom & dad's house. We were just chasing each other around and playing on the trees & swings & stuff. And then some of the guys pulled out their firecrackers and started lighting them & throwing them at each other! What happened after that was like a preview of what happened 2 or 3 yrs later with Hermie! That Kevin threw a firecracker in a big metal barrel. We all covered our ears & waited, but....no ka-boom! Steve (another of the guys we knew from school), finally walked over to the trash can, picked it up. and stuck his head down in it....BOOOMMM!!!! We all jumped, and I asked Steve if he needed to go dump out his pants...Yeah, anyway...we walked the, ummmm, mile or so, to a big scary building across the street from my house. Kevin grabbed my hand and we walked over behind the building...and we just stood there and kissed for about a half hour. Then we went back to everyone else & I told 'em we had to get home. Kim looked at me, and yelled, "God! You look like you just got laid!!" Grrrrr! I was only 14, for heaven's sake!!! So, Kevin & I exchanged phone numbers, and went home. And for the next 2 yrs, I was hooked! Not so for him...that began my 'career' of being fucked around on...
BoUnCeS!! LibbY!