Monday, February 20, 2006
Monday, Monday...
Well, my email friend in Australia instant messaged me from work last night, (she works for the Australian government in Canberra), and she has to come to Washington DC at the end of March, so she wants to try to get up here then for a couple days too! Yeah, I know it's her, we've been writing & talking for about 5 years! She has ms too, and she sent me a tv clip of her testifying to her govt about ms! Really cool!
Other than that...
When it was just me & Tiffany, & I worked in the store an hour north of here, all the department managers had to trade working on Sundays, cuz nobody EVER wanted to work on Sunday!! So, since I was, like, greedy, and needed the money (at least I had the Honda Civic, and gas was only .98 a gallon...remember those days??), I volunteered to work every other Sunday. And absolutely nobody ever had any kind of problem with THAT!!! Especially since I took the last half of the day, 3 pm to 9 pm. And that was because I liked to drink (beer & tequila!) and always went out to a bunch of bars with all my friends, to Findlay, Tiffin, Bowling Green, Toledo....(hence, I haven't been drunk since, ummm, 1989...I think I must've drunk my fill), and we always went out on Saturday nights and stayed out all night. Tiffany always stayed with my mom & dad overnight that night. They would pick her up at the babysitter's house Saturday afternoon, and I'd pick her up at their house Sunday, ummm, after I woke up? No, it was usually before noon. Then Tiffany and I would usually play with her puzzles, and other toys Sunday. But when I had to work at 3 pm, Mom & Dad babysat her again, cuz her regular babysitter didn't do Sundays (don't blame her.........would you?). But she did watch her Monday thru Saturday. I'd leave for work at 2 pm Sunday afternoon, work from 3 to 9, and I was the one in charge. Had the safe combination, the store keys, and 1 cashier to run register. We would get everything done in the store, get the money counted, and in a deposit bag, and the cashier would go home, I'd take the bag of money (like, $30,000!), and drop it off in the bank's deposit thingy on my way out of town, cuz it WAS right on my way out of town. At that time, it really wasn't a big deal to me, it was "nuttin' but a thing". I was about 22 & 23! Now when I look back at it, I'n like "Holy Shit!!". I remember there was a bar across the street that mostly Mexicans went to...a big sign in the window said "Cerveza". I think that's Mexican for beer? I dunno, I thought so, anyway. Then I'd drive back here, & pick Tiffany up, go back to the apartment, read with her, and put her to bed. By then it was usually 10:30 pm, and I'd go sit on the couch and make all the new price signs for the next week in produce. I always had the tv on VH1, listening to, maybe 'The Soul of VH1'? When I'd get done with the signs, I'd go tuck Tiff in again, grab one of my Stephen King books, put everything that I needed to take back to work leaning against the door so I didn't forget it, then I'd go to bed too. And read for an hour or two. And then get up and go back to work Monday morning, leaving at 6:45 am. Which meant I was up at, ummmm, 5:30 am !! How did I do it??? No wonder I sleep a lot now! Got a lot to catch up on! Anyway, it worked well. Lots of fun, but lots of bullshit with one of the guys I dated, but...live & learn, right?
BoUnCeS!! LibbY!
Other than that...
When it was just me & Tiffany, & I worked in the store an hour north of here, all the department managers had to trade working on Sundays, cuz nobody EVER wanted to work on Sunday!! So, since I was, like, greedy, and needed the money (at least I had the Honda Civic, and gas was only .98 a gallon...remember those days??), I volunteered to work every other Sunday. And absolutely nobody ever had any kind of problem with THAT!!! Especially since I took the last half of the day, 3 pm to 9 pm. And that was because I liked to drink (beer & tequila!) and always went out to a bunch of bars with all my friends, to Findlay, Tiffin, Bowling Green, Toledo....(hence, I haven't been drunk since, ummm, 1989...I think I must've drunk my fill), and we always went out on Saturday nights and stayed out all night. Tiffany always stayed with my mom & dad overnight that night. They would pick her up at the babysitter's house Saturday afternoon, and I'd pick her up at their house Sunday, ummm, after I woke up? No, it was usually before noon. Then Tiffany and I would usually play with her puzzles, and other toys Sunday. But when I had to work at 3 pm, Mom & Dad babysat her again, cuz her regular babysitter didn't do Sundays (don't blame her.........would you?). But she did watch her Monday thru Saturday. I'd leave for work at 2 pm Sunday afternoon, work from 3 to 9, and I was the one in charge. Had the safe combination, the store keys, and 1 cashier to run register. We would get everything done in the store, get the money counted, and in a deposit bag, and the cashier would go home, I'd take the bag of money (like, $30,000!), and drop it off in the bank's deposit thingy on my way out of town, cuz it WAS right on my way out of town. At that time, it really wasn't a big deal to me, it was "nuttin' but a thing". I was about 22 & 23! Now when I look back at it, I'n like "Holy Shit!!". I remember there was a bar across the street that mostly Mexicans went to...a big sign in the window said "Cerveza". I think that's Mexican for beer? I dunno, I thought so, anyway. Then I'd drive back here, & pick Tiffany up, go back to the apartment, read with her, and put her to bed. By then it was usually 10:30 pm, and I'd go sit on the couch and make all the new price signs for the next week in produce. I always had the tv on VH1, listening to, maybe 'The Soul of VH1'? When I'd get done with the signs, I'd go tuck Tiff in again, grab one of my Stephen King books, put everything that I needed to take back to work leaning against the door so I didn't forget it, then I'd go to bed too. And read for an hour or two. And then get up and go back to work Monday morning, leaving at 6:45 am. Which meant I was up at, ummmm, 5:30 am !! How did I do it??? No wonder I sleep a lot now! Got a lot to catch up on! Anyway, it worked well. Lots of fun, but lots of bullshit with one of the guys I dated, but...live & learn, right?
BoUnCeS!! LibbY!
Friday, February 17, 2006
cold...
Damn, it is too cold today!! Okay...yesterday it was 60 degrees & sunny...today it's...well, right now it's 30 degrees! And last night overnight, it was SO fuckin' windy...I was sitting in here at the computer around 3 or 4 am, all of a sudden, I heard something on the front porch banging around. Turned out, it was all the brooms, shovels, + anything else that wasn't "nailed down", flying against the wall, the railing, OMG, you can imagine picking a snow shovel up and just hitting a wall with it as hard as you can! At 3 am, when people are supposed to be sleeping! (not me, of course...rules don't apply to me!) I think the winds last night were like, well, I dunno, but I do know we were under a high wind warning, and if you looked at a map, there was a tornado 'watch box' in Indiana!!
But, before all that, it was a really nice day. Kevin took the day off for our anniversary, and we just kinda loafed around all day. He always describes his part in that as "gonna hang out with my wang out" or "gonna rock out with my cock out".
We got together with his whole family and went out for dinner, like we always do on our anniversary, because his mom & dad's 42nd anniversary was Feb 15th. We actually just went to Bob Evans restaurant, whose food I totally love. They thought about going to Applebee's, but I'm really kinda glad we didn't, I'm not really a big fan of their food.
At 6:30 pm, Kevin and I pulled up to the side of the restaurant, and Ken motioned out the window for us to wait a second...then he came out to the car carrying an umbrella (Mary Poppins?), and he and Kevin got my walker (well, it's actually a 'roller'!) out of the backseat, and I got out of the car...we're all heading to the door in the rain (that was when the weather started to suck!), Ken first, then me and my walker, then Kevin behind me. He always walks behind me, cuz he always has his finger through my belt loop, in case I fall. And Ken was carrying the umbrella over my head. That's very sweet & careful, but...I've told him if I ever DO fall, that'll rip me in two!! And probably make a total mess... :-( . We're just trudging toward the door, and maybe I slowed down or something, but all of a sudden I see Ken and the umbrella walking on ahead of us to the door. I just started dying laughing, cuz here he had come out with the umbrella to be a gentleman (!) (brothers-in-law aren't s'pozed to do that!), and he didn't even think again after we started walking! Funny as hell!! We get inside, and had to wait around for a table, cuz there were 11 of us!! When we were getting ready to leave, Kevin's mom gave me & Kevin a heart-shaped box of candy, and we were laughing about the fact that she had gone and gotten it half-price the day after Valentine's Day. Then she said 'Remenmber when...' and that got it started. We joked about the fact that back in 1990, when we got married, she was like everybody else (including me), and was totally surprised when we had been on the news, & Kevin told central Ohio we were getting married for Valentine's Day! When we got back to town after we were on the news that night, Kevin stopped at his apt first, checked his messages on the answering machine while I waited in the car, and then he came tearing out to the car saying 'You take your car & go pick up Tiffany, I'll meet you at your apartment. I've got to go see my parents for a minute.' Turns out that she had left a message , with her sounding all upset & crying, and everything, but she only did that as a joke. But it worried the SHIT out of Kevin!! I even remember when we first started dating, I woke up one morning and rolled over in bed to get up. I looked out the window, like always, and Kev's mom was driving past my house to go to work (the bank she worked at was only maybe 4 blocks down that main street in town, and my apartment was on a corner). And Kev's car was parked right under my window next to where the main street was! That was back in December, way before the wedding! She told me later that she saw his car there every morning for a long time, before he even told her we were dating!
And, Tiffany got hired at another salon yesterday! She is SO gone from Fiesta!! She starts at Fantastic Sam's tomorrow!! She's been having to close at night all the time...by herself!! And go deposit the money and everything! I did that at the grocery store all the time, but that was back TWENTY YEARS AGO!! You just don't make your employees do that now!! Especially when it's a young girl! Sam's never will have only one employee working! Wee-Haaw!
BoUnCeS!! LibbY!
But, before all that, it was a really nice day. Kevin took the day off for our anniversary, and we just kinda loafed around all day. He always describes his part in that as "gonna hang out with my wang out" or "gonna rock out with my cock out".
We got together with his whole family and went out for dinner, like we always do on our anniversary, because his mom & dad's 42nd anniversary was Feb 15th. We actually just went to Bob Evans restaurant, whose food I totally love. They thought about going to Applebee's, but I'm really kinda glad we didn't, I'm not really a big fan of their food.
At 6:30 pm, Kevin and I pulled up to the side of the restaurant, and Ken motioned out the window for us to wait a second...then he came out to the car carrying an umbrella (Mary Poppins?), and he and Kevin got my walker (well, it's actually a 'roller'!) out of the backseat, and I got out of the car...we're all heading to the door in the rain (that was when the weather started to suck!), Ken first, then me and my walker, then Kevin behind me. He always walks behind me, cuz he always has his finger through my belt loop, in case I fall. And Ken was carrying the umbrella over my head. That's very sweet & careful, but...I've told him if I ever DO fall, that'll rip me in two!! And probably make a total mess... :-( . We're just trudging toward the door, and maybe I slowed down or something, but all of a sudden I see Ken and the umbrella walking on ahead of us to the door. I just started dying laughing, cuz here he had come out with the umbrella to be a gentleman (!) (brothers-in-law aren't s'pozed to do that!), and he didn't even think again after we started walking! Funny as hell!! We get inside, and had to wait around for a table, cuz there were 11 of us!! When we were getting ready to leave, Kevin's mom gave me & Kevin a heart-shaped box of candy, and we were laughing about the fact that she had gone and gotten it half-price the day after Valentine's Day. Then she said 'Remenmber when...' and that got it started. We joked about the fact that back in 1990, when we got married, she was like everybody else (including me), and was totally surprised when we had been on the news, & Kevin told central Ohio we were getting married for Valentine's Day! When we got back to town after we were on the news that night, Kevin stopped at his apt first, checked his messages on the answering machine while I waited in the car, and then he came tearing out to the car saying 'You take your car & go pick up Tiffany, I'll meet you at your apartment. I've got to go see my parents for a minute.' Turns out that she had left a message , with her sounding all upset & crying, and everything, but she only did that as a joke. But it worried the SHIT out of Kevin!! I even remember when we first started dating, I woke up one morning and rolled over in bed to get up. I looked out the window, like always, and Kev's mom was driving past my house to go to work (the bank she worked at was only maybe 4 blocks down that main street in town, and my apartment was on a corner). And Kev's car was parked right under my window next to where the main street was! That was back in December, way before the wedding! She told me later that she saw his car there every morning for a long time, before he even told her we were dating!
And, Tiffany got hired at another salon yesterday! She is SO gone from Fiesta!! She starts at Fantastic Sam's tomorrow!! She's been having to close at night all the time...by herself!! And go deposit the money and everything! I did that at the grocery store all the time, but that was back TWENTY YEARS AGO!! You just don't make your employees do that now!! Especially when it's a young girl! Sam's never will have only one employee working! Wee-Haaw!
BoUnCeS!! LibbY!
story i got in email today
Yup...I'm a customer...
http://www.wketchup.com/news/060216.php
Wow. This kinda floored me. I thought the only 'newsworthy' thing that happened over the last 2 or 3 weeks was an accidental hunting shooting in Texas. Huh...who knew?
Libby
http://www.wketchup.com/news/060216.php
Wow. This kinda floored me. I thought the only 'newsworthy' thing that happened over the last 2 or 3 weeks was an accidental hunting shooting in Texas. Huh...who knew?
Libby
Monday, February 13, 2006
ghost stories, etc...
Okay, everyone...I think maybe she might be part of the continuing interest on my behalf in ghosts. This is one of the most famous pictures of a ghost you can find. She's in a castle in England (of course...aren't they all?), but, most importantly, she is an ancestor of Kev's mom!! And yes, I did put time into finding that out, by researching it (c'mon! I don't have a job!! Gotta do SOMETHING!!). I'm gonna write about another 'encounter' I had with a ghost? creepy feeling? I dunno what it was, but the whole thing weirded me out! But first, I hafta write about yesterday. Kev & I were doing the whole whatta you want for Valentine's Day? Whatta you want for our anniversary? I said I truly don't want anything but a card...I don't wanna spend a bunch of money we really don't have. We already did that for Christmas.. :-)
So finally I said...well...chocolate covered raisins & chocolate covered peanuts. And he said ok...Then we decided to get one thing together for our anniversary. One of the Tempur-pedic beds! I'm excited!! So that's anniversary. I still accuse him every year of us getting married 2 days after Valentine's Day, so all he ever had to do for our anniversary was go to the dumpsters of all the flower shops, and get the stuff they threw away after Valentine's....makes sense to me! No, he asked me on Wednesday the 14th, we decided to do it Friday the 16th, because we worked at the same store & took vacation together that week, just to hang out. But we got married for Valentine's Day instead! Took the weekend for a honeymoon (Tiff stayed with my mom), and went back to work Monday! :-/
Okay, here's one of my other stories about "ghosts I know personally".
In about 1991, I was working in Bucyrus, Ohio (produce, at a grocery store), and saw an ad for a new grocery store that was being built in our town. So, that was only gonna be in a plaza about 1/4 mile from my house. I went & applied, interviewed, & got the job (yup...produce mgr...). I totally LOVED that store! Everything was big & new, for anyone who is familiar, it looked like a Cub Foods. After a few weeks, I was in the back room of produce, with about 2 of my assistants, and we were just loafing, and bullshitting because we were running ahead of schedule. So, instead of going up to the front of the store and upstairs to the breakroom, we just lit cigarettes in the back room, we're leaning against the wall and ice machine, when all of a sudden, I felt like somebody grabbed the hand I was smoking with. Nobody did, but I got that cold chill people always talk about. Dave & Steve weren't even looking at me, they were still talking. I dropped my smoke on the concrete floor and stepped on it and went back to the table where I was trimming some stuff (I used to be GOOD with knives!)(actually, I guess Kev's better, he had to cut up pigs, cows, chickens...eeewww). About 30 seconds after I did that, one of the top bosses from Lima walked in through the cooler (it went through from my back room and there was a 'back door' to the cooler that went through to the long hall that went to the other side of the store), and Dave & Steve were standing there talking, laughing, smoking..and I was over at the table, minding my own fuckin' business, chopping away. John (boss) just stood there looking at them with his arms behind his back...to make a long story short, they got to hear about it, but kept their jobs.
Then, a few months later, I was by myself working in the backroom, around 8 pm. I was cutting all kinds of melons & kiwi & stuff for fruit salads. I got about halfway through, then got a really creepy feeling, like someone was staring at me. I just glanced over to my left, and I felt like there was someone standing there, but nobody was! I went back to chopping, then looked over again, and I saw an Indian standing there, with his arms crossed over his chest, and I do remember that he had no shirt on, something like shorts on, very long black hair, with a band around his head (no, no feathers!), and he really wasn't looking at me, but he was standing there staring straight ahead, not moving. But it probably was only 10 seconds or so. Still, creeped me out! I went up front, upstairs, to my office, and just sat for awhile.
Okay, fast forward...I found out a few years after that, that part of the plaza had been built over Grave Creek, which had been filled in and covered up for the construction. Grave Creek? Hmmmmm....that was an ancient Indian burial ground...
BoUnCeS!! LibbY!
Friday, February 10, 2006
eBay shopping today...
I was "browsing" (shopping) on eBay today, and, damn I really WISH this would've been around 20 years ago!! Do you realize how cheap baby stuff would've been??
Anyway, I've been reading a book of people's true ghost stories from all over the United States, they were collected by USA Today. And, okay, they might be true (a lot of 'em), but there were also a few of 'em that I could've written. So I was sittin' on the couch this morning reading & remembering what used to happen at mine & Tiffany's second apartment.
We lived there for about 4 1/2 years, and it was the BEST apartment anyone could ever imagine! First of all, it was just the upstairs of a plain old house, which I like SO much better than an apartment complex...those have no character!! The downstairs was already rented to a guy who had been in there for years!! He was about 40 or so, & as we were moving in, he came running up the stairs & said "Hey, I'm Henry, the landlord said you're divorced & you have a baby girl...so, if you ever have any trouble with him coming over & causing trouble, I'm right underneath you, so jump, yell, scream, if you need help!" OMG!! I'll never forget how great that was!! The stairs to that apartment were outside all the way up the side of the house, but nothing covered them, so they got rained & snowed on all the time!! Didn't matter...was still worth it. There were probly about 10 or 15 steps, but real solid, with a big banister. The apartment was...a big living room that the door opened into; straight through was my huge bedroom with a closet; from the living room to the left was Tiffany's room (she was still in her CRIB!!), and the big front window that looked out at the main street in town was in there; and, if you went to the left when you came in the door, there was a little hallway, with a big bathroom and clawfoot bathtub & shower, then if you went straight down the hall, there was a HUGE kitchen that had a stove, refrigerator, big pantry at the end, 2 big windows, a china cabinet...keep in mind, this apartment cost me $160.00 a month!! My God, was that place great!! (a little bit haunted, but great!).
Some of the times, I'd be in bed, getting ready to fall asleep, and I'd hear somebody walking up the steps outside, & then just stopping outside the door. But I'd get up real quick & look outside, and.....nuttin'! There was also a teeny little square, like an opening to an attic in the living room, but, it couldn't be an opening for any person to go upstairs, cuz it was maybe a 12" X 12" square!! Even I couldn't do that!! Every once in a while I'd hear something like light, Tiffany-size footsteps running around up there! But I'd go around the corner & look, and she was just in her new 'big bed', snoring away! Besides, the square was like 9 feet up, on the ceiling!! So, back to bed for me...
Still, to this day, Tiffany says her bed used to shake a lot in the middle of night, and wake her up!! I know that she used to wake me up crying in the middle of the night every couple weeks, screaming, "Mommy!!! My bed's shaking!!!" So I'd wake up and go in her room & we'd sit there hugging on her bed, & saying prayers for her, so her bed would stop shaking! (no, I never felt it, but...would a 3 or 4 year old lie about this?). The big kitchen was always kinda creepy, too. There were always big shadowy places that the overhead lights couldn't get to.
Oh, hey, I forgot to mention one of the most hilarious things I used to do with Tiff when we first moved in there, before she walked perfect, and if you set her down to keep her occupied with something, it'd actually work! The best thing to do to keep a single, bored baby busy is...make a roll of scotch tape, and then stick it to her hands!! Funnee!! Okay, and I think that came back to bite me in the ass. Cuz, of course, I had a Rubik's cube, like everyone did then, and once, when Tiff was 3 or 4, she brought it to me, and it was totally done, one color on each of the 6 sides!! "Mommy, look, I did it!!"..yeah...she told me when she was about 12, that she had a lot of fun with that thing...peeling each color off, and sticking each color on a different side!!!
It's so lucky I didn't have ms (that I knew of, anyway) back then. I never could've kept working or living there with the steps. Once in about 1986, I lost all my peripheral vision...which really isn't good if you're driving an hour a day to work, and an hour home at night. But I went to an eye doctor, he checked my eyes, completely, nothing wrong, he said it's probly stress...at that time, who was I to argue? So it went away in about a week, so I forgot about it...till 1994, when I learned that that's one of the first symptoms of ms!
Kevin & I got married Feb 16, 1990 (holy shit!!~ anniversary's coming up!!), & we all lived there till August that summer when we bought this house. I still miss that apartrment, though...
BoUnCeS!! LibbY!
Anyway, I've been reading a book of people's true ghost stories from all over the United States, they were collected by USA Today. And, okay, they might be true (a lot of 'em), but there were also a few of 'em that I could've written. So I was sittin' on the couch this morning reading & remembering what used to happen at mine & Tiffany's second apartment.
We lived there for about 4 1/2 years, and it was the BEST apartment anyone could ever imagine! First of all, it was just the upstairs of a plain old house, which I like SO much better than an apartment complex...those have no character!! The downstairs was already rented to a guy who had been in there for years!! He was about 40 or so, & as we were moving in, he came running up the stairs & said "Hey, I'm Henry, the landlord said you're divorced & you have a baby girl...so, if you ever have any trouble with him coming over & causing trouble, I'm right underneath you, so jump, yell, scream, if you need help!" OMG!! I'll never forget how great that was!! The stairs to that apartment were outside all the way up the side of the house, but nothing covered them, so they got rained & snowed on all the time!! Didn't matter...was still worth it. There were probly about 10 or 15 steps, but real solid, with a big banister. The apartment was...a big living room that the door opened into; straight through was my huge bedroom with a closet; from the living room to the left was Tiffany's room (she was still in her CRIB!!), and the big front window that looked out at the main street in town was in there; and, if you went to the left when you came in the door, there was a little hallway, with a big bathroom and clawfoot bathtub & shower, then if you went straight down the hall, there was a HUGE kitchen that had a stove, refrigerator, big pantry at the end, 2 big windows, a china cabinet...keep in mind, this apartment cost me $160.00 a month!! My God, was that place great!! (a little bit haunted, but great!).
Some of the times, I'd be in bed, getting ready to fall asleep, and I'd hear somebody walking up the steps outside, & then just stopping outside the door. But I'd get up real quick & look outside, and.....nuttin'! There was also a teeny little square, like an opening to an attic in the living room, but, it couldn't be an opening for any person to go upstairs, cuz it was maybe a 12" X 12" square!! Even I couldn't do that!! Every once in a while I'd hear something like light, Tiffany-size footsteps running around up there! But I'd go around the corner & look, and she was just in her new 'big bed', snoring away! Besides, the square was like 9 feet up, on the ceiling!! So, back to bed for me...
Still, to this day, Tiffany says her bed used to shake a lot in the middle of night, and wake her up!! I know that she used to wake me up crying in the middle of the night every couple weeks, screaming, "Mommy!!! My bed's shaking!!!" So I'd wake up and go in her room & we'd sit there hugging on her bed, & saying prayers for her, so her bed would stop shaking! (no, I never felt it, but...would a 3 or 4 year old lie about this?). The big kitchen was always kinda creepy, too. There were always big shadowy places that the overhead lights couldn't get to.
Oh, hey, I forgot to mention one of the most hilarious things I used to do with Tiff when we first moved in there, before she walked perfect, and if you set her down to keep her occupied with something, it'd actually work! The best thing to do to keep a single, bored baby busy is...make a roll of scotch tape, and then stick it to her hands!! Funnee!! Okay, and I think that came back to bite me in the ass. Cuz, of course, I had a Rubik's cube, like everyone did then, and once, when Tiff was 3 or 4, she brought it to me, and it was totally done, one color on each of the 6 sides!! "Mommy, look, I did it!!"..yeah...she told me when she was about 12, that she had a lot of fun with that thing...peeling each color off, and sticking each color on a different side!!!
It's so lucky I didn't have ms (that I knew of, anyway) back then. I never could've kept working or living there with the steps. Once in about 1986, I lost all my peripheral vision...which really isn't good if you're driving an hour a day to work, and an hour home at night. But I went to an eye doctor, he checked my eyes, completely, nothing wrong, he said it's probly stress...at that time, who was I to argue? So it went away in about a week, so I forgot about it...till 1994, when I learned that that's one of the first symptoms of ms!
Kevin & I got married Feb 16, 1990 (holy shit!!~ anniversary's coming up!!), & we all lived there till August that summer when we bought this house. I still miss that apartrment, though...
BoUnCeS!! LibbY!
Thursday, February 09, 2006
i dunno...
Does everybody beLIEVE this shit?? This is a TRIM,, that Kathy gave me today!! Tiffany was at work all day today, and said before she left that she didn't care if Kat did my hair today, so I called Kathy, and she said she & the twins would come over this afternoon for it, and look at all the hair she had to take off. Just to trim it!! I've even tried to donate my hair to 'Locks of Love', which makes wigs for little kids that have cancer, and have lost their hair. But, they only can take it if it's 12 inches long!! And I really can't do that. It does grow long, but it mostly grows too thick, (out!) and I always have to have it thinned before I can live with it!!
Has everybody done something really stupid (albeit funny) with someone's car?
The first thing that was done involving my car, was when I worked as a cashier at the first store. My former best friend, Joe, knew exactly which parking place I parked in, and one day when I was off, he went to the store, and drew an outline of a person in that place, like somebody had been murdered there. So I came in the next day, and wondered what happened. But, there were no "crime scene" tapes over it, so I parked there anyway! And when I walked in the door, everybody was laughing, cuz Joe had been at work that day earlier, and told everyone about it. And it was really strange, cuz it was only drawn with white shoe polish, which always comes off with water (so it's also great to "soap" someone's car windows with, if anybody needs that helpful information). But that 'dead body' outline was there for MONTHS!!
Then there was my friend, the cashier that found the guy trying to steal cigarettes. She drove a WAY teeny car, even smaller than my Honda Civic. The guys that worked as stockboys at the store picked her car UP and lifted it and set it down on the sidewalk, which was about 6 inches higher than the parking lot! She couldn't figure out how it got there!
After I transferred to the store up north, the meat manager up there had one of those little cars (I forget what kind it was...) that had a plug that he used to pull in the back door of the produce room, and plugged his car in the outlet over my big sink! So here's Todd's car, with a big orange extension cord stretched up into the back door! I actually think it only needed plugged in in the winter, when it wouldn't start...I dunno. Anyway, I do know that there was snow on the ground & it was really cold outside, cuz I bitched at the store manager when he came back to the produce room for something..."Terry! I'm freezing to death!! My hands are always wet with this job, and they're gonna turn into icicles! If I have to go to the emergency room, this company'll be sorry!!" ha, what a whiner I was! Terry said, "We can take care of this easier...c'mon!" We went outside, and Terry unplugged the car under the hood, but left it plugged into the wall, so if you looked at it inside, you didn't know anything was different. Then we took the car around to the other side of the building, and parked it over there. Came back to the side where it HAD been, and tossed the 'car' end of the cord up to the roof. Then went back inside, dusting our hands (phew! job well done!). And, OMG, you should've seen Todd's face, when he unplugged the car from the wall, and took off out the back door to go home!! "How did my car get on the roof?? What's going on??" I'm STILL laughing about it!!
BoUnCeS!! LibbY!
Tuesday, February 07, 2006
old stuff that happened at work...
The first time I got a job, (the very first! what a lazy fuckin' bum, huh? no, I was supposed to study!) Anyway, I was 19, had taken Tiff right before she turned one, and left the first guy that got me pregnant in high school, & first I was stupid and married him, then realized what a true bum he was and left him (after all, he WAS 27 & I was 18...all I can realize now is 'he mustve been really immature!').
So after we left, we moved in with Mom & Dad (for like a week, that's all I could take!). One of my friends brought me an application for the place she worked at, which was the grocery store around the corner, and said they really need more cashiers. Filled it out, took it over, took an honesty test, and got hired right then! I was SO happy!! (it was a ticket out, ya know??).
I worked there, and begged for as many hours as I could get. Remember, this was around 1985..minimum wage was $3.35 an hour...try telling your kids that one!! But Tiff & I did ok, with the exception of the devil-worshiping signs painted on the wall in the attic at our first apartment...that always did tend to creep me out. And my bedroom looked straight out at the door. Luckily, it had a sliding latch/lock on it. I never thought to wonder why till now...hmmm...
I got a babysitter, that was back when they had a gov't program to pay the babysitter on a sliding scale for working moms, & that worked well! (God bless Ronald Reagan!!).
I made lots of friends among the other cashiers there. We had a lot in common (we all hated the boss like poison!). That store was not in the worst part of town, but it just seemed like the worst people shopped there! Not because they were minorities, or on food stamps (for heaven's sake I was too, for a few months!). But because a lot of people that came in had one thing on their mind...THEFT!!! And, of course, it was up to us, as cashiers at the front of the store, to catch any shoplifters!
We had the cartons of cigarettes on a pegboard wall in the front of the store, across the store from where the registers were. This place was a shoplifters dream!! Bags of candy hung from the pegboard on the other side of the cartons of cigarettes. One of the girls I worked with (she's younger than me, and we still call & write all the time!) saw a big black guy crouched down in front of the candy when she went down that aisle, she looked a little closer, and realized that he had his arm sticking all the way through to where the cigarettes were. She walked up behind him, tapped him on the shoulder, and when he jumped & turned around to look, all she did was smile and say, "Can I help you, sir?" He just took off running, and we all just about died laughing!
One evening, we were closing (at 9 pm), and I was walking the aisles with the assistant manager to just try to put back misplaced items to straighten the store, and Doug walked down the aisle next to mine. All of as sudden, he yelled "Eeeww, Libby! C'mere, something stinks, and I can't figure out what it is!". Then I'm getting ready to go around the corner, and he yells "Found it!!". Keep in mind, it was August, and the a/c wasn't really good...he'd pulled a pack of sausage out from behind a box of cereal, and I have no clue how long it had been there, but it stunk SO BAD!!! And it had tons of maggots crawling around all over! This is where being a girl is a HUGE advantage!! I could yell, "I can't touch that!!". HAHA!!
One other time when we were closing, we always turned off every other aisle's lights, so customers got the idea that we were closing (even though there was a huge sign on the door...). This one older lady was just leisurely walking along shopping, studying labels, etc...so one of the stock guys went back to the back room and shut off half of the lights that were still on...all of a sudden that lady actually looked up at the lights questioningly, then opened her purse, and took out a penlite flashlight and went back to reading labels!!
...more later...
BoUnCeS!! LibbY!
So after we left, we moved in with Mom & Dad (for like a week, that's all I could take!). One of my friends brought me an application for the place she worked at, which was the grocery store around the corner, and said they really need more cashiers. Filled it out, took it over, took an honesty test, and got hired right then! I was SO happy!! (it was a ticket out, ya know??).
I worked there, and begged for as many hours as I could get. Remember, this was around 1985..minimum wage was $3.35 an hour...try telling your kids that one!! But Tiff & I did ok, with the exception of the devil-worshiping signs painted on the wall in the attic at our first apartment...that always did tend to creep me out. And my bedroom looked straight out at the door. Luckily, it had a sliding latch/lock on it. I never thought to wonder why till now...hmmm...
I got a babysitter, that was back when they had a gov't program to pay the babysitter on a sliding scale for working moms, & that worked well! (God bless Ronald Reagan!!).
I made lots of friends among the other cashiers there. We had a lot in common (we all hated the boss like poison!). That store was not in the worst part of town, but it just seemed like the worst people shopped there! Not because they were minorities, or on food stamps (for heaven's sake I was too, for a few months!). But because a lot of people that came in had one thing on their mind...THEFT!!! And, of course, it was up to us, as cashiers at the front of the store, to catch any shoplifters!
We had the cartons of cigarettes on a pegboard wall in the front of the store, across the store from where the registers were. This place was a shoplifters dream!! Bags of candy hung from the pegboard on the other side of the cartons of cigarettes. One of the girls I worked with (she's younger than me, and we still call & write all the time!) saw a big black guy crouched down in front of the candy when she went down that aisle, she looked a little closer, and realized that he had his arm sticking all the way through to where the cigarettes were. She walked up behind him, tapped him on the shoulder, and when he jumped & turned around to look, all she did was smile and say, "Can I help you, sir?" He just took off running, and we all just about died laughing!
One evening, we were closing (at 9 pm), and I was walking the aisles with the assistant manager to just try to put back misplaced items to straighten the store, and Doug walked down the aisle next to mine. All of as sudden, he yelled "Eeeww, Libby! C'mere, something stinks, and I can't figure out what it is!". Then I'm getting ready to go around the corner, and he yells "Found it!!". Keep in mind, it was August, and the a/c wasn't really good...he'd pulled a pack of sausage out from behind a box of cereal, and I have no clue how long it had been there, but it stunk SO BAD!!! And it had tons of maggots crawling around all over! This is where being a girl is a HUGE advantage!! I could yell, "I can't touch that!!". HAHA!!
One other time when we were closing, we always turned off every other aisle's lights, so customers got the idea that we were closing (even though there was a huge sign on the door...). This one older lady was just leisurely walking along shopping, studying labels, etc...so one of the stock guys went back to the back room and shut off half of the lights that were still on...all of a sudden that lady actually looked up at the lights questioningly, then opened her purse, and took out a penlite flashlight and went back to reading labels!!
...more later...
BoUnCeS!! LibbY!
Friday, February 03, 2006
Here are my results!
Advanced Global Personality Test Results
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personality tests by similarminds.com
posted by orders from Kim yesterday...
Kim called me yesterday afternoon, and she had all kinda shit to fill me in on! Some is shitty & sad, but then it went to where we were both laughing so hard we couldn't even breathe!
Kim's grandma (her dad's mom) died at the hospital a couple weeks ago. Kim & her dad were sitting there with her, and talking, and Kim said she just quit breathing and died. It wasn't a surprise to them at all. She had been in a nursing home, because her dr had told Kim's dad that he should move her to a nursing home, instead of her own apartment here in town, because she had kidney problems, breathing problems, and was getting dementia. So she had been at the nursing home, but then got bad enough to go to the hospital, and died there.
Then Kim told me about what happened Wednesday afternoon...her other grandma (her mom's mom) has been living with Kim's mom & dad for at least the last year, and she's not in the best of health either. She got admitted to the same hospital Wednesday night, and when Kim & her mom & dad went with the nurses to get her settled in the room she was given, they all realized...it was the same room her dad's mom died in a couple weeks ago!! And it's not like this is some teensy-weensy little hospital, it's regular size, has 4 floors (I know that's not tons, but...big enough for a different room, right?).
Yesterday afternoon, Kim took her dad up to the Cleveland Clinic for a checkup on his kidney transplant he got a few years ago, then to the VA hospital up there for something else. While her dad was in the bathroom, Kim was leaning against the wall in the hall waiting, and she said an old man came up to her and said 'don't I know you? aren't you one of those girls on the news?', and she said she just laughed and said, 'well, i probably oughtta be,as much as I talk! but, no, i'm not....I just talk for free!' :-O ;-)
Kim was driving her mom & dad's Cadillac home. She & her dad were talking, joking, etc. All of a sudden Kim noticed her dad had a weird look on his face. She asked him what was wrong, and he said he thought he was gonna get sick, cuz he'd felt kinda bad all day. Then she pulled over to the side of the road, so he could, like, lean out & puke. He's trying to get the door open, and I couldn't really understand it (cuz we were laughing too hard??), but it was something about how the door wouldn't open unless the car was in park or something, and she was like, Dad, Dad!! And he's saying the door won't open, lemme out! Then he's just trying to get the automatic window open...he's pushing the opener in the right direction, she's pushing the one on her side in the other direction, cuz it is his car, she's not all THAT familiar with it! We finally slowed down on the laughing, and I asked, "So...did your dad just finally have to puke straight AT the window??" Yuk...no, they finally got the doors open (after her dad told her how....)
BoUnCeS!! LibbY!
Kim's grandma (her dad's mom) died at the hospital a couple weeks ago. Kim & her dad were sitting there with her, and talking, and Kim said she just quit breathing and died. It wasn't a surprise to them at all. She had been in a nursing home, because her dr had told Kim's dad that he should move her to a nursing home, instead of her own apartment here in town, because she had kidney problems, breathing problems, and was getting dementia. So she had been at the nursing home, but then got bad enough to go to the hospital, and died there.
Then Kim told me about what happened Wednesday afternoon...her other grandma (her mom's mom) has been living with Kim's mom & dad for at least the last year, and she's not in the best of health either. She got admitted to the same hospital Wednesday night, and when Kim & her mom & dad went with the nurses to get her settled in the room she was given, they all realized...it was the same room her dad's mom died in a couple weeks ago!! And it's not like this is some teensy-weensy little hospital, it's regular size, has 4 floors (I know that's not tons, but...big enough for a different room, right?).
Yesterday afternoon, Kim took her dad up to the Cleveland Clinic for a checkup on his kidney transplant he got a few years ago, then to the VA hospital up there for something else. While her dad was in the bathroom, Kim was leaning against the wall in the hall waiting, and she said an old man came up to her and said 'don't I know you? aren't you one of those girls on the news?', and she said she just laughed and said, 'well, i probably oughtta be,as much as I talk! but, no, i'm not....I just talk for free!' :-O ;-)
Kim was driving her mom & dad's Cadillac home. She & her dad were talking, joking, etc. All of a sudden Kim noticed her dad had a weird look on his face. She asked him what was wrong, and he said he thought he was gonna get sick, cuz he'd felt kinda bad all day. Then she pulled over to the side of the road, so he could, like, lean out & puke. He's trying to get the door open, and I couldn't really understand it (cuz we were laughing too hard??), but it was something about how the door wouldn't open unless the car was in park or something, and she was like, Dad, Dad!! And he's saying the door won't open, lemme out! Then he's just trying to get the automatic window open...he's pushing the opener in the right direction, she's pushing the one on her side in the other direction, cuz it is his car, she's not all THAT familiar with it! We finally slowed down on the laughing, and I asked, "So...did your dad just finally have to puke straight AT the window??" Yuk...no, they finally got the doors open (after her dad told her how....)
BoUnCeS!! LibbY!
Wednesday, February 01, 2006
blah, blah, blah...
Yesterday Kim said that I had such a better time in my life than she did. Truthfully, I guess she's right. She also got married right out of high school, and she's still married to him, they get along good, but it's a life I could never live. She never worked after she got pregnant, and has never wanted to. She and her family live out in the country, right next door to her mother & father-in-law, on the family's pig farm, and her husband & all his brothers run it & work for it. And, no, before anyone asks, they are not rich! She actually used to bitch about being a 'one-income family of five'! Can anyone except me see the irony in this? We kinda 'grew apart' after high school, mostly because I got pregnant in my senior year and got married in April, & had Tiff in Oct (yes, I did graduate!), and Kim was very, extremely jealous of the fact that I had Tiff. She's told me that since then. But Kim was my maid-of-honor...I wasn't even asked to be in her wedding, I'm still trying to remember if I was even invited...
Be that as it may...since then I tried to tell her it wasn't all heavenly getting married in high school, having to take your baby girl & leave him, and get a job, get an apartment, a babysitter, and then volunteer to work as many hours as you could, just to be able to pay your bills. Yeah it worked for me...but, dammit. only because I made it! One time when she was talking about how broke they were, I said why don't you just go get even a part time job? I got "Well, I could go to Delaware or Bucyrus...". I'm like, WTF are you talking about?? There's places here! Turns out...she didn't want anyone seeing her having to work! I don't know where that shit came from...not me, that's for sure. I think it's because they live out of town (she acts like anyone that lives in any town lives in a ghetto!). And the school her kids go to is the one that all the "rich people's kids & doctor's kids" go to. Aaaaauuuuggghhhh...
Anyway...after I was on my own with Tiffany, we started talking again, and we were back to being on the phone every night. She always wanted "details, Libby, details!" from every date I went out on, every night I went out to a bar partying with my friends from work (every Tuesday & Saturday night). So...I'd call her the next day & give her details. I think she always lived her life vicariously through me! Oh, yeah, she mentioned the time that my mom took the phone pluggy-thing out of my room, cuz we were on the phone after 11 pm. We wanted to call someone at midnight, so I sneaked out to the closet with the ironing board in it, got the phone with its wires, brought it back to my room, & Kim & I sat on the floor trying to figure out how to do this. Finally I looked at the wall and saw there were wires in there too, so I told Kim, "Hey, maybe if you twist that color wire with the same color in the wall...". She said "Okay!" She started messing around, and she was 'oh, I think I've got it!'...all of a sudden, the wire went "ZZZZZZZZZT!" and knocked Kim back on her ass!! Now THAT was funny!!
BoUnCeS!! LibbY!
Be that as it may...since then I tried to tell her it wasn't all heavenly getting married in high school, having to take your baby girl & leave him, and get a job, get an apartment, a babysitter, and then volunteer to work as many hours as you could, just to be able to pay your bills. Yeah it worked for me...but, dammit. only because I made it! One time when she was talking about how broke they were, I said why don't you just go get even a part time job? I got "Well, I could go to Delaware or Bucyrus...". I'm like, WTF are you talking about?? There's places here! Turns out...she didn't want anyone seeing her having to work! I don't know where that shit came from...not me, that's for sure. I think it's because they live out of town (she acts like anyone that lives in any town lives in a ghetto!). And the school her kids go to is the one that all the "rich people's kids & doctor's kids" go to. Aaaaauuuuggghhhh...
Anyway...after I was on my own with Tiffany, we started talking again, and we were back to being on the phone every night. She always wanted "details, Libby, details!" from every date I went out on, every night I went out to a bar partying with my friends from work (every Tuesday & Saturday night). So...I'd call her the next day & give her details. I think she always lived her life vicariously through me! Oh, yeah, she mentioned the time that my mom took the phone pluggy-thing out of my room, cuz we were on the phone after 11 pm. We wanted to call someone at midnight, so I sneaked out to the closet with the ironing board in it, got the phone with its wires, brought it back to my room, & Kim & I sat on the floor trying to figure out how to do this. Finally I looked at the wall and saw there were wires in there too, so I told Kim, "Hey, maybe if you twist that color wire with the same color in the wall...". She said "Okay!" She started messing around, and she was 'oh, I think I've got it!'...all of a sudden, the wire went "ZZZZZZZZZT!" and knocked Kim back on her ass!! Now THAT was funny!!
BoUnCeS!! LibbY!
Tuesday, January 31, 2006
...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!
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!
Monday, January 30, 2006
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!
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!
Wednesday, January 25, 2006
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!
Saturday, January 21, 2006
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!
Thursday, January 19, 2006
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!
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!
Tuesday, January 17, 2006
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!
Anyway, enough bitching. I'm gonna get off here, and go sit and read a book or something...
BoUnCeS!! LibbY!
Saturday, January 14, 2006
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!
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!
Thursday, January 12, 2006
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!!"
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!
Tuesday, January 10, 2006
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!
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!
Monday, January 09, 2006
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!
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!!
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BoUnCeS!! LibbY!
Saturday, January 07, 2006
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!
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!
Friday, January 06, 2006
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!
BoUnCeS!! LibbY!
Thursday, January 05, 2006
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!
Wednesday, January 04, 2006
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!
Tuesday, January 03, 2006
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!
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