Newly Issued Alcohol Warnings

The American Board of Health has proposed that warning signs be placed on all alcohol bottles to tip off drinkers about the possible peril of drinking a pint or two of any alcoholic beverage.

1. WARNING: Consumption of alcohol may cause you to wake up with a breath that could knock a buzzard off a wreaking dead animal that is one hundred yards away.

2. WARNING: Consumption of alcohol is a major factor in dancing like an idiot.

3. WARNING: Consumption of alcohol may cause you to tell the same boring story over and over again until your friends want to assault you

4. WARNING: Consumption of alcohol may cause you to thay shings like thish.

5. WARNING: Consumption of alcohol may cause you to tell the boss what you really think of him.

6. WARNING: Consumption of alcohol is the leading cause of inexplicable rug burn on the forehead.

7. WARNING: Consumption of alcohol may create the illusion that you are tougher, handsomer and smarter than some really, really big guy named Psycho Bob.

Check out this list

Denise has put up a rapist checklist. Everyone should read it, you may be surprised to find what is on there.

I'm a finalist at Sar's caption contest! Now click this link to Belle of the Brawl, go down the sidebar, and vote for me! My caption is really funny. And if I win, I will be in a really good mood and may decide to post a really good Half-Nekkid Thursday. So, go vote. ;)

Tired

I'm very tired. I have been working day shifts at work which is nice because I have more of my evenings back. The girl's bedtimes are back to normal too. Unfortunatly I am not a morning person. I am a night owl and even though I'm about to drop now, by the time the kids are in bed and I can settle down (around 9ish) I'll be wide awake.

Tomorrow my manager has me scheduled 8-8 to help with an inventory. Yes, I said 8-8. Twelve hours. I will get my kids up tomorrow morning, and drop them off at Bubble's house, she's going to take them with her to her church. Then when my mom gets home she's going to take them to her. Really, who would watch my kids for twelve freaking hours?!?!? *ahem* Anyway, by the time I pick them up from my mom's it will be just after bedtime, so I will just bring them home and put them to bed. My manager is nuts. Did I mention our store is only open 11-7 on Sundays? I get that she needs me early for inventory. What I don't get is why I have to stay so late. Why not 8-5 or 8-4. I get an hour lunch, which is good, because I'm pretty sure if I don't run home and let my dog out, that she will explode before that night. Twelve hours. I've never worked that long before. Not on my feet, and we aren't allowed to wear tennis shoes! I'm thinking of wearing them anyway and daring her with my smartassiest look to say something. hehe.

I only work one Sunday a month, and inventories are rare. I got a call last night from a lady at my mom's church, she wants the girls to come be in the pageant again this year. Sunday evenings 5ish for an hour or so. She's known me most of my life so she doesnt even care that we almost never go to church anymore. My mom told her that I'm back in school and working too. She even offered to drive the girls because she lives near us. I'm not sure little B would go for that though.

Speaking of Little B, we are potty training still. She uses the potty some, but won't always go when we ask. She has even gone at publc toilets a couple of times and stayed dry. Some mornings she wakes up dry and asks to go. The other day I tried to get her to go to the potty, "no, i don't have to potty" she said. About ten minutes later she got this distant look on her face then grinned and said "i peed in my pullup!" *sigh* I put panties on her for a while today. She peed in the floor, but she seemed surprised and not real happy, so hopefully if I keep her in panties while she plays she will go potty more.

Ok, well, between the huge shift tomorrow and school monday and morning shift on Tuesday and school on Wednesday I may not be around much. I have Thursday off, my manager did cut one of my weekdays out like I asked. I'm going to take little B to Storytime at the library and do something with her at home too before we go get our groceries. I miss her this week. I will try to make my rounds of everyone's blog here and there, and may post something short if I can. I'm not sure about another Fiction Friday this week yet. Maybe.

Oh yeah, and I know I've had the same song here for a while, but I really love it. It's my favorite Madonna song ever. So, it may be around a while longer. Here's the lyrics:


This used to be my Playground
Madonna

This used to be my playground [used to be]
This used to be my childhood dream
This used to be the place I ran to
Whenever I was in need
Of a friend
Why did it have to end
And why do they always say

Dont look back
Keep your head held high
Dont ask them why
Because life is short
And before you know
Youre feeling old
And your heart is breaking
Dont hold on to the past
Well thats too much to ask

(long and movie versions only:)

(chorus)

(chorus)

No regrets
But I wish that you
Were here with me
Well then theres hope yet
I can see your face
In our secret place
Youre not just a memory
Say goodbye to yesterday [the dream]
Those are words Ill never say [Ill never say]

This used to be my playground [used to be]
This used to be our pride and joy
This used to be the place we ran to
That no one in the world could dare destroy

(short and movie versions only:)

This used to be our playground [used to be]
This used to be our childhood dream
This used to be the place we ran to
I wish you were standing here with me

This used to be our playground [used to be]
This used to be our childhood dream
This used to be the place we ran to
The best things in life are always free
Wishing you were here with me

If anybody cares...

...I changed the name of the girl in my story from Diedre to Delia. It wasn't fitting her and this lady on my show is named Delia and I just looooove it. ;)



Update
Here's a funny footnote for those that are reading Amorlia. I looked up the name meaning, because that's important when naming characters, and I found this:
The girl's name Delia is pronounced DEEL-yah. It is of Greek origin, and its meaning is "from Delos." Mythology: the island of Delos was Artemis's birthplace.

Fiction Friday

Mystery Girl ~ Part 2


Read Part 1 here.


Delia watched the red VW sputter off then she turned to walk the three blocks home. Her mind automatically reached out to "feel" her surroundings. A homeless man in the alley was asleep and dreaming of Thanksgiving dinner as a child. A father getting out of his car was rushing to see his boy before bedtime. The old man across the street walking his dog was eyeing her thinking dirty thoughts about her, but only to keep for himself later, he was harmless. There was nobody nearby thinking of her, looking for her.

The night was crisp and clear with a hint of fall in the air. She wrapped her sweater around her a little tighter as she turned the corner to go one more block. She let her thoughts stray back to Richard, the only person who had been able to track her down in five years. He must have some small talent himself. He managed to get people to remember her. She knew from his thoughts that he was tipped off about her weekly trip to the restaurant. That would have to stop now. It had been careless of her to have such a regular schedule.

Pulling forgotten details from someone would be a useful trick for her search. It must be why he chose journalism as a profession. She told herself that his talent was the reason she let him remember her tonight. That was why she would call him later. Why she would meet with him again and maybe ask for his help. The fact that he was adorable had nothing to do with it at all.

A super good day, and VS

I had a most wonderful day today. I haven't been able to study much this past week and today I had a test in both classes. I was super worried about it. The test in PC Hardware was actually broken into two tests. It's on the computer so we get our grades as soon as we finish the test. The part about electricity was the hard one, I made an 81, but with the curve, it pushed it to a 95! The second test was on the math we've done. Binary, Octal, and Hexidecimal conversions. Binary math (logic stuff, not, and, or), and some electricity formulas. I made 100! :) Not only did I get a perfect score, but when I finished and the computer told me I missed one, I called the teacher over to point out that the scoring was wrong. hehe. He cuts and pastes so the test isn't the same every year, and occasionally he misses one when changing the key.

I had a test in English too. I don't know what the grade is yet, but I'm pretty sure I did well on it. I did get my essay back. It was the first big essay and project we did a couple of weeks ago. I made an 88, which is a B. I was worried about it. Some of the basic stuff has left me after so long out of school. I did perfect on the grammer part. The part I messed up was the intro paragraph, it wasn't smooth enough with the thesis of the paper and all. And I didn't get the quoting and documenting quite right. And, we got the our next essay assignment. It is half fiction! I have to pick a fairy tale and rewrite it. I haven't looked it all over though, I need to see what else it says.



It's that time of year again. You know what I mean. Millions of women are receiving in their mailboxes, this:

The annual Victoria's Secret, Christmas edition catalog. Isn't that the cutest little skirt and hat you've ever seen? I'd love to have that for Christmas. Along with a tummy tuck to look good in it. ;)














How about the Victoria's Secret Hearts on Fire Diamond Fantasy Bra, only $6,500,000.

2,000 'perfectly cut' Hearts On Fire diamonds. 800-carats.










Do you know what one of my favorite parts of the VS catalog is? The boots!!!!! OMG, they have the most wonderful boots! I have a pair I ordered from them a couple of years ago, black lace up boots. I love them. Here are a few I like off the website.

Lace up



















And sparkly

Because I can

I just downloaded Microsoft Word onto my laptop for school, I get it free for two months. I’m posting this in pretty script, because I can. I love blogger, but their fonts are boring as hell.           

Have I told you lately...

...that I love ya?

No, actually I wanted to ask if I have told you guys that I have a job as well as going to school. Yes, I'm too tired (or lazy, whatever) to check my own damn archives. (Although I do love you guys! Well, most of you. hehe.) So, I have a part time job at a local retail shop. Right now I'm working three short closing shifts during the week and one long ass shift on Saturdays. But I'm about to cut that back to only Tuesday and Thursday nights and Saturday because it's too much, I'm getting behind in my classes. And I don't have time to blog!

The good thing is that the corporate office is just down the road, and I'm assuming they have people there to fix the computers, and well, that's sort of my major in school. ;)

And you know what's even neater? My 20% discount off cute-ass clothes! Not that I have the money for clothes right now. Maybe I have blogged about this, or emailed it to somebody because I remember typing that before.

Damn, I'm tired. I've been home about half an hour. Ok, gotta sleep, I have errands I didn't get done today to do tomorrow, plus I still haven't finished cleaning and decorating for Halloween!

Which reminds me, I need a new background picture.

A little post to push the nudity down

I am the ultimate multitasker. I was watching CSI New York on TV and catching the episode of NCIS that I missed Tuesday night online. And I'm not getting confused. :)

I'm going to do a new meme that Xmichra created sometime in the next day or two. She is the Queen of finding good memes, and now she's creating her own. Coming soon to a blog near you.

I still haven't decorated for Halloween, and I usually get that done at least three weeks before. It will probably be Friday before I do it, tomorrow will be full of errands.

I don't think I'm going to get a Fiction Friday done this week, I haven't had time. Maybe next Friday. I want to add to the story I started, I just can't get my head into it this week.

That's all I've got tonight folks.

I'm drinking screwdrivers and watching "The Lake House". Possibly not a good idea.

**Update 10:17pm

OMG, I cried because it was sad, then because it was happy, and maybe a little because I ran out of vodka. And I don't cry at movies! Well, I didn't used to cry at movies. Watch this movie! I loved it. It was so good I'm going to add it to my Amazon.com wishlist.

UCLA Study

A study conducted by UCLA's Department of Psychiatry has revealed that the kind of face a woman finds attractive on a man can differ depending on where she is in her menstrual cycle.

For example: If she is ovulating, she is attracted to men with rugged and masculine features. However, if she is menstruating, she tends to be more attracted to a man with a spear lodged in his chest and tape over his mouth while he is on fire.

No further studies are expected.

I think they tried doing a study on women going through "The Change," but none of the researchers lived to tell about it.

Accomplished

I have two days of no work and no school to get my house cleaned, laundry done, and Halloween decorations up. Here's what I've done so far today:

1. Pulled out all the winter and fall clothes. T's are all tried on and either packed away as too small, or put up. I haven't quite gotten all of little B's tried on her yet, you have to go a bit at a time with toddlers.

2. Packed away some of the summer clothes, I'll finish that up as I finish up the laundry.

3. Laundry is almost caught up, not just clean but folded and put up too! The zillion shirts hanging in the laundry room finally made it upstairs too. :)

4. I rearranged half my closet to separate shirts I can wear to work and shirts I can't.

5. The cat litter is changed and the floor in the half bath I keep it in is clean.

6. One load of dishes running in the dishwasher, one to go. (Yeah, I suck that bad at housework. We had no clean bowls or spoons.)

7. The kitchen, dining room, and foyer are swept. (T helped with some of that.)

8. We ran to the store for a handful of things we needed for the rest the week.

Ok, my break is over, I need to eat and do some cleaning up in my office.

Wrong again

It was not a lucky day. It was a shitty day. I was tired before I even got to work this morning because of work last night. Work was boring. My mom is tired of dealing with my oldest kid and I don't have anywhere else to put her while I work. My oldest kid is almost completely out of control. She just won't follow the rules or do what I say. I have no clue what to do with her. My husband called and even though this last weekend he insisted we were on one more try, now suddenly we aren't even though he was the one who insisted we were and we've been so back and forth I don't know if I'm coming or going.

I'm tired. I'm grumpy. And I'm lonely.

Lucky number

Today is going to be lucky for me. I just know it is.

I don't know why I know that. I just feel like today will be lucky for me. :)

Fiction Friday ~ on Thursday just because

Mystery Girl ~ Part 1

Richard watched the door. Standing in the shadows of two trees, he had been watching it for almost an hour. His source was positive that she would be at the door across the street at 8:00 p.m. It was already 8:15. Manny had never been wrong about a tip before. Richard looked at his watch yet again and decided to wait until nine.

Half an hour later there was still no sign of her. Richard shifted his feet and ran a hand through his hair. Waiting was always the hard part. He had been looking for this girl for over a month. To be this close and still not find her was maddening.

At 9:30 he gave up and walked back to his car, two blocks over and three blocks up. He had been so careful to park far away and get there early. She had been so elusive before, nobody ever seemed to remember her. His first big lead on her and she was a no-show. Manny had been so adamant that she was there every Wednesday night. The back door of the same Italian restaurant. Her order was prepared in advance and she always took it to go.

Richard unlocked his car and fell into the driver's seat. He started the engine and put the old Volkswagen in gear. As he pulled out into the road he felt something cold against his neck.

"Just keep driving like nothing is wrong and you'll be fine. You've been followed by people who want to find me. Once they think you haven't, you 'll be safe."

Richard drove five blocks with a knife digging into the side of his neck before she finally took it away. "They stopped following you. They seem to think you couldn't find me."

"And who exactly are you?" Richard asked brunette climbing into his front seat.

"I'm the woman nobody ever remembers. You've been looking for me."

"How do you know?" he tried to get a look at her while driving, but traffic was too busy.

"I know a lot of things. I know you have been looking for me for a month and a half. Ever since the first fire. What I don't know is why you thought to look for me in the first place."

"You were seen at three fires last month and two this month. That's a little suspicious don't you think?"

"How can you possibly know that?" She sounded so surprised he risked a glance at her. It seemed genuine. Her face was so open, almost innocent. Her eyes seemed to look inside him but he couldn't tell if they were blue or green.

"Your picture was taken at the first fire. I showed it to all the witnesses of the other fires. Only three people thought they recognized you and they weren't sure, but I was. You didn't set them did you?"

"No, but I know who did and I'm trying to stop him. No one would have remembered me if you hadn't had that picture. I was careless."

"Will I remember you tomorrow?"

"Maybe, I haven't decided yet. You can let me out here." He pulled over to the curb and she hopped out and walked back the direction they had come.

He jumped out of the car and called to her, "Wait, you didn't tell me your name."

She stopped and looked at him for a moment before replying. "It's Delia and my eyes are blue, not green."

Figuring Stuff Out

Ok, so being sick has given me plenty of time to reflect on stuff. Some of it meaningless (see last post), some of it rather intuitive. I have figured out that I mostly take people as they are. I'm not saying I'm perfect at it, but when I go into a friendship/relationship whatever I take the good, the bad, and even occasionally the ugly all together as part of that person. That isn't always as good a thing as you would think. I am finding out that it can be used against you. I feel too much too fast. I've been told I can be a rather intense person.

Did you know, I'm naive? Seriously. Not only am I naive, but I'm aware of being naive and can't do a damn thing about it. Now being naive isn't necessarily a bad thing, unless it is used against you. Deliberately. What kind of person does that?

Me and my cop shows

Have you seen Law and Order? There are several different series now. Law and Order Special Victims Unit, and Law and Order Criminal Intent as well as the original. On the original Law and Order one of the original cops was a character named Detective Mike Logan. He was one of my absolute favorites along with his partner named Det. Lennie Briscoe who was played by Jerry Orbach who died two years ago. Jerry Orbach was a phenomenal actor. Another of my favorites was a young DA on the original series, Jill Hennessy. She is now the lead character on Crossing Jordan, which is another cop/forensic show.

Anyway, Det. Mike Logan is played by Chris Noth. Now in the original series he left because of a bad temper which got him into trouble and sent him off to some crappy cop assignment. In reality the actor Chris Noth was over on HBO playing Mr. Big on Sex in the City, which I didn't watch.

Well, Law and Order CI has become my favorite of the L&O trio. Mostly because of Vincent D'Onofrio who plays Det. Robert Goren a totally intense character who I can't help but love. Well last season they introduced a second pair of cops, one of which is my old favorite Logan, who is brought out of exile to this new unit where they give him and his temper a second chance. What brought me to this train of thought?

Well, I'm watching it tonight and Logan and his young partner are up for a meeting with bosses for possibly being in trouble. His young partner's file is a thin little folder, Logan's is this huge fat folder and it cracked me up.

I know, I'm weird. :P

Thoughts

Yesterday we finally got our English test back from two and a half weeks ago. Our regular teacher had been out for foot surgery. Anyway, I got an A! And I was so sure I had bombed it badly, but I didn't. :) We turned in our first big essay project yesterday and I should have a grade back on it in a week or so.

I called in sick to work for tonight. It's only my third day on the job. I tried to get off Saturday, but went in late and still felt I was about to die. The manager said she desperately needed me, so I went in. They rewarded me by putting me in the largest department in the store, alone. With almost no training. Nice. Luckily another guy that works there helped me out. He was working the Mens dept. which was easy since we hardly had any men shopping (football time in Tennessee that night). So today although my cold is mostly gone, I feel lightheaded and occasionally dizzy. I went ahead and called in. If they give me grief when I go back I'm going to share with the store manager how little the lazy ass manager who was on duty Saturday night helped me.

I feel so disoriented today. Not just being sick, but the girls were with their dad all weekend at his parents house and he was here yesterday while I was in school instead of my mom. I don't know, everything just feels wierd. I'm not used to being away from my kids a couple of days at a time. I missed them, but it was kind of nice to get a break too. Everything is so different now with school and the new job. It wasn't that long ago that my whole life pretty much revolved around taking care of my kids. Now I feel disconnected. We have no regular schedule now because of this new job of mine. And it's hard to see the end result. That in a couple of years I'll be done with school and can get a fulltime job hopefully with daytime hours, and normal weekends. Little B will be nearly old enough for school by then. I feel like I'm not giving her enough of me. I'm just in a weird place right now I guess.

New Stuff

I've added new stuff to my sidebar. Including a whole new section titled "My latest addictions". There is only one link there so far, but look for more to come. :)

Okay

I got tired of the aggravated post being on the top so I am here to put something a bit lighter up.

My girls spent the weekend with their dad at his parents house. That was supposed to give me time to work on all this schoolwork I'm backed up on, but I've been too sick to do anything but sleep. And work. I had to go into work sick. My luck being sick my first week of work. He is working in North Carolina right now. He is supposed to be moving to a job in Maryland this month, but the paperwork is moving slowly. Either way, it will probably be a while before he's back down to take the girls.

The cold is improving, although very slowly, as colds do. I am either at school or work every day this week except today, and then I'm off again next Sunday. I only have to work one Sunday a month. Most of my shifts are short 5 hour shifts which is nice since it's a job where I'm on my feet. And I work in the evening this Thursday so little B won't miss storytime at the library Thursday morning. :)

Aggravated

Warning: This post is a bitchfest, proceed at your own risk!


Aggravated: More than frustrated, but not quite pissed off.

This is where I'm at right now. And not about one particular thing, about everything all together. I'm being pulled so many different ways and facing so many contradictions at the moment that I don't know if I'm coming or going.

I have a part time job now. At a small clothing store. I've been in once for paperwork and goofy videos, tomorrow I go in for my first official shift, 9-2. Saturday I have to work 1-close which is roughly 10:30ish. So I spend about 6 hours at school two days a week, plus the online class, and homework. I will work part time two-three days a week. And I am taking care of my kids pretty much by myself other than my mother who watches them while I work.

But I have nothing to complain about. Everything is my own fault or part my fault or something like that. Not sure quite how, but that's what I've been told. I've been wanting to go back to school for five years, and now that I am I feel I can't give it my best because I'm being pulled in so many directions.

If I can just make it through the end of the year, I'll be ok. Isn't that a song or something? "If we make it through December" A country song, I should look that up.

Do you know what would be super nice? To go out. With an adult and do, anything. Eat, see a movie, socialize, be touched by someone other than children with sticky hands, make out in a backseat or something. Wait, I think I got off my train of thought. But that's a good train of thought too. Unfortunatly it leads right back to FRUSTRATION. *sigh*

Did I mention I have a cold?

Ok, I'm done bitching, or whining, or whatever you want to call it. But I warned you at the beginning! If you didn't believe me, well that's your problem.

Stolen from Bubbles

You Should Rule Saturn

Saturn is a mysterious planet that can rarely be seen with the naked eye. You are perfect to rule Saturn because like its rings, you don't always follow the rules of nature. And like Saturn, to really be able to understand you, someone delve beyond your appearance. You are not an easy person to befriend. However, once you enter a friendship, you'll be a friend for life. You think slowly but deeply. You only gain great understanding after a situation has past.

What Planet Should You Rule?

Beauty and the Beast (check out sidebar video)

There's another new post below this if you don't care for lyrics. :)


Tale as old as time
True as it can be
Barely even friends
Than somebody bends
Unexpectedly

Just a little change
Small, to say the least
Both a little scared
Neither one prepared
Beauty and the Beast

Ever just the same
Ever a surprise
Ever as before
Ever just as sure
As the sun will arise

Tale as old as time
Tune as old as song
Bittersweet and strange
Finding you can change
Learning you were wrong

Certain as the sun
Rising in the east
Tale as old as time
Song as old as rhyme
Beauty and the beast

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Go make your own.