1. I am told I am a bad patient...that's true, I don't like to wait for weeks to see results, I want to be better NOW.
2. I am a blind masochist, but it's one of my more endearing qualities
3. When I think of all the time I wasted working so hard to accomplish something just to lose it to someone else, I get nauseous.
4. Teflon people.... I want to be one
5. I think what bothers me the most is that I have no zeal for anything here lately except sleep.
6. All this rain is starting to bum me out. I really enjoy my quality 'me time' when I walk, but the lightning and thunder are deterring me just a hair. I would walk in the rain...what's a little water?...but being electrocuted would just be the icing on the cake for this horrible year. Wait, it's only May!!! Lord have mercy...
7. When Mom reads my palm, she tells me that I was going to have this major thing happen...well, it happened. And even though I feel dead-ish, I know I'm not, so I have to deal. I've grown to hate dealing and coping. They suck. Shouldn't it be somebody else's turn to sweep the flotsam and jetsam out of their lives for a change?
8. Not loving my job here lately. I think it's that whole zeal thing again. People that I normally hit the ignore button on are really starting to push MY buttons. Tolerance, thy name is no longer Sharon.
9. Let's see...I'll try to be upbeat...hmmm...my garden's getting plenty of water. My ass is going to grow huge again, but the garden is being watered.
10. I was told my new haircut was sexy...hey, now...that's upbeat. Of course the person telling me was a degenerate, but hey, a compliment is a compliment.
11. Night at the Museum-The Smithsonian was not that great. Wait for the DVD. However...X-Men: Origins and Star Trek rocked like nobody's business. Hugh Jackman is soooooooo hot and he was naked...nuff said.
12. Food tastes like seasoned cardboard and paste now. Huge step forward.
13. Barry Manilow is very soothing.
14. Stupid rain...
15. I need to get my little dog a friend...a live friend...her relationship with the stuffed monkey is disturbing. Not only does she hump him, she brings him balls and pretends he throws them AND then she pulls him over herself and pretends he's pinned her. She's too weird and its creepy. Puppy love in more ways than one.
Wednesday, May 27, 2009
Saturday, April 25, 2009
Early morning musings
1. Great googies, its early.
2. No tears for 3 days...I think I've finally hit the bottom of the well...or regained my senses...or something. Of course, it does help to not see an arm hanging out the window of a truck.
3. Last night to the Mexican buffet...not exactly on my eating program, but at least I'm not being so militant about it that I was rude, especially since somebody else paid for it. Once in a blue moon won't kill me and I'll throw in an extra mile today to make up for it.
4. I'm taking Sara prom dress shopping today and tomorrow if we don't find one...it's our last one; this whole empty nest thing is looming like a great white whale.
5. Even after having Gabby over the night before last and staying up late last night chatting, I still didn't sleep very well. I need to figure out something else to quiet my brain so that I can sleep throughout the night.
6. If age is just a number, why is it one of the first things people bring up when they're getting to know each other?
7. I need a pedicure in the worst way. Jogging/walking is harsh on one's tootsies. I'm thinking flaming hot, streetwalking red polish...Dad's cringing, ya'll know that.
8. I should get up and go grab some breakfast, but I just can't bear the thought of ham AGAIN. It seemed like a good idea at the time because it was so easy to snatch and run...but now it's getting a little old. I think it will be roast beef this week. Yummy!
9.Love that new Darius Rucker song "Don't Think I Don't Think About It", the line that says "sometimes we make choices and we have to live with them"...I think certain people are regretting their choices now or perhaps just thinking that perhaps they may have been a bit presumptive in their decisions. This causes me to slightly, as to not upset Karma, to laugh a little gleefully.
10. I wish I had some vacation time...I need a little R & R would set me up just fine. Perhaps to North Carolina to see the leaves change and all the new babies, you know, cubs and birds and what not, doing their thing. Maybe a weekend trip after Sara graduates, go to the shore and have a little one-on-one. Sigh...good stuff.
11. Okay, maybe toast and peanut butter and milk.
12. My garden at work is getting big, but I would rather be harvesting something other than weeds.
13. I guess the search for the prom dress starts now...cross your fingers!
2. No tears for 3 days...I think I've finally hit the bottom of the well...or regained my senses...or something. Of course, it does help to not see an arm hanging out the window of a truck.
3. Last night to the Mexican buffet...not exactly on my eating program, but at least I'm not being so militant about it that I was rude, especially since somebody else paid for it. Once in a blue moon won't kill me and I'll throw in an extra mile today to make up for it.
4. I'm taking Sara prom dress shopping today and tomorrow if we don't find one...it's our last one; this whole empty nest thing is looming like a great white whale.
5. Even after having Gabby over the night before last and staying up late last night chatting, I still didn't sleep very well. I need to figure out something else to quiet my brain so that I can sleep throughout the night.
6. If age is just a number, why is it one of the first things people bring up when they're getting to know each other?
7. I need a pedicure in the worst way. Jogging/walking is harsh on one's tootsies. I'm thinking flaming hot, streetwalking red polish...Dad's cringing, ya'll know that.
8. I should get up and go grab some breakfast, but I just can't bear the thought of ham AGAIN. It seemed like a good idea at the time because it was so easy to snatch and run...but now it's getting a little old. I think it will be roast beef this week. Yummy!
9.Love that new Darius Rucker song "Don't Think I Don't Think About It", the line that says "sometimes we make choices and we have to live with them"...I think certain people are regretting their choices now or perhaps just thinking that perhaps they may have been a bit presumptive in their decisions. This causes me to slightly, as to not upset Karma, to laugh a little gleefully.
10. I wish I had some vacation time...I need a little R & R would set me up just fine. Perhaps to North Carolina to see the leaves change and all the new babies, you know, cubs and birds and what not, doing their thing. Maybe a weekend trip after Sara graduates, go to the shore and have a little one-on-one. Sigh...good stuff.
11. Okay, maybe toast and peanut butter and milk.
12. My garden at work is getting big, but I would rather be harvesting something other than weeds.
13. I guess the search for the prom dress starts now...cross your fingers!
Friday, February 6, 2009
Random Thoughts the Day before my B'day
1. Andes mints and Parrot Bay Wave Runners are not a taste sensation to be savored.2. I only need 1 1/2 Wave Runners to be over-tipsy so excuse my spelling, my sentence structure, the foul language and anytime I tell someone to specifically to kiss my ass until their lips chap and then they can suck my nose 'til my head caves in.3. Fodder is singing "I Don't Care Anymore" by Phil Collins, but I think he really do.4. Wave Runners are dee-licious5. My husband sometimes smells dee-licious...it's 'Tim McGraw' for those of you who want to know6. The family is having a cook-out for me tomorrow. I love grilled hamburgers. I have steaks ready to grill and taters to bake, but I don't see it happening tonite. Poor hungry family7. Happiness is complicated.8. I blew up Sara's car coz I think I'm smarter than anybody else, but maybe it's no worse off than it was...lets hope!9. I need to buy towels.10. Quotes my sister gave me (she loves me, by the way, so I must not be such a void of humanity)1. "You are too valuable to waste away in the dark." 2. "You are truly worthy of great things and of love and respect."3. "If you always do what you've always done, you'll always get what you've always got."4. "Happiness is a by-product of how you choose to live your life. This requires action on your part to achieve happiness and maintain it."5. "There is a value in all experiences, it just may take a closer look or a little extra time to see things for what they really are. Realize that since you don't know when you might lose control of everything, you have to live your life in a way that leaves no unfinished business should it happen. Make the most of the time you have as an active participant in life. Part of getting your mind around the cycle of life (and what you don't control) is making sure that you maximize what you do control - and that is the time you have now. Don't waste it focusing on situations you can't change.
11. Waiting is way over-rated...at least according to Taco Bell
12. I'm listening to "What About Me" by Kenny Rogers, Kim Carnes and James Ingram...you should too, then stop and think...what does she mean by that?
13. I think everyone who reads my blogs either as a real friend or a fricking nosy lurker should ask themselves "what does she mean by that?" My friends will know, my family will sigh and my non-friends can so kiss my ass coz it's generally about their skank asses.
14. Wave Runner #3....this ain't gonna be a good nite, so I'm going to hide my phone from myself...drunk dialing can't be good for nobody. Funny? Yes... Troublesome? No doubt.... Smart? By no stretch of the imagination! Yay, I love being me and NOT you.
15. Now I'm listening to "Life Turned Her That Way" by Ricky Van Shelton...I'm wondering if I listened to more upbeat music if I would indeed be a more upbeat person? Who the hell cares? If you don't like me, just hang out with like minded folks and trash talk me...like you need a fricking invitation, right?
16. Could I possibly be a belligerant imbiber?
17. Am I intoxicated if I still have excellent grammer and a sterling grasp of syntax?
18. I'm going to shower but not shave. You can't get lucky if you shave.
19. Now it's "The Twelfth of Never" by Donny Osmond. I am a sad, sad, little (not really) woman.
20. Stress induced dermatitis can't be seen in the dark, wink wink
21. Don't you hate it when people tell you to do impossible things like they're really easy?
22. I want to be a Teflon person.
23. Sister, if I'm such a good person, why do I always feel like a pile of shit?
24. "Anybody but Sharon"...what the fuck does that mean? At least you know where I've been AND I've had all my shots.
25. I should never have 2nd guessed Fodder on mechanical things. I misunderstand so much when it comes to technical things. I hate being a dumb girl. However, I've been told it's just because I haven't been given the opportunity or taught. So maybe I'll improve in time.
26. I guess that's all. I love most of you, like the rest, and despise the haters with every fiber of my being.
27. Birthday tomorrow. Can't wait to see my girls.
11. Waiting is way over-rated...at least according to Taco Bell
12. I'm listening to "What About Me" by Kenny Rogers, Kim Carnes and James Ingram...you should too, then stop and think...what does she mean by that?
13. I think everyone who reads my blogs either as a real friend or a fricking nosy lurker should ask themselves "what does she mean by that?" My friends will know, my family will sigh and my non-friends can so kiss my ass coz it's generally about their skank asses.
14. Wave Runner #3....this ain't gonna be a good nite, so I'm going to hide my phone from myself...drunk dialing can't be good for nobody. Funny? Yes... Troublesome? No doubt.... Smart? By no stretch of the imagination! Yay, I love being me and NOT you.
15. Now I'm listening to "Life Turned Her That Way" by Ricky Van Shelton...I'm wondering if I listened to more upbeat music if I would indeed be a more upbeat person? Who the hell cares? If you don't like me, just hang out with like minded folks and trash talk me...like you need a fricking invitation, right?
16. Could I possibly be a belligerant imbiber?
17. Am I intoxicated if I still have excellent grammer and a sterling grasp of syntax?
18. I'm going to shower but not shave. You can't get lucky if you shave.
19. Now it's "The Twelfth of Never" by Donny Osmond. I am a sad, sad, little (not really) woman.
20. Stress induced dermatitis can't be seen in the dark, wink wink
21. Don't you hate it when people tell you to do impossible things like they're really easy?
22. I want to be a Teflon person.
23. Sister, if I'm such a good person, why do I always feel like a pile of shit?
24. "Anybody but Sharon"...what the fuck does that mean? At least you know where I've been AND I've had all my shots.
25. I should never have 2nd guessed Fodder on mechanical things. I misunderstand so much when it comes to technical things. I hate being a dumb girl. However, I've been told it's just because I haven't been given the opportunity or taught. So maybe I'll improve in time.
26. I guess that's all. I love most of you, like the rest, and despise the haters with every fiber of my being.
27. Birthday tomorrow. Can't wait to see my girls.
Thursday, January 22, 2009
Completely Random Thoughts - Part 15
1) I am overtired today
2) That Toby Keith song keeps playing over and over in my head “How do you like me now?”. I guess in the grand scheme of things, I’m not the worst thing that could have happened.
3) Wendy’s chili = Cabbage
4) Sometimes peoples attempt at humor irks me. Not everyone is funny—deal with it and move the hell on.
5) Got to pack
6) It is going to be sooooo cold up there. It wouldn’t be so bad, but my brother-in-law, the miser, keeps the thermostat on like 62. I don’t know about you, but that’s cold
7) I’m being haunted by the ghost of my gallbladder. I’m not sure if it was the orange juice I drank yesterday, or the sloppy joes or the chili or the pretzels or the sodas. I’m thinking the mix might be responsible for the icky.
8) Saw a movie Sunday—Vantage Point—it was awesome. I give it 2 thumbs up!
9) I need to remember to give Dee Dee back her cough syrup before she hocks up a lung.
10) Every day I am amazed at the pettiness of people. Or is it petulance? Either way, little temper tantrums and sullenness and the cold shoulder are just a coward’s way of dealing with your issues. Don’t get me wrong, I will pout myself…don’t want to come across as a hypocrite. But I don’t generally do the boo-boo lip over the slights other people have done to me, but rather of the fact that I allowed myself to be mad at, disappointed in or outmaneuvered by yet another person. Then I’ll pout at my dumbness.
12) Speaking of dumb, I just got done watching the inauguration of the 44th president of the United States of America. Back story: I try very hard not to discuss politics, religion or childrearing with strangers, friends, co-workers or loved ones. It only leads to trouble and hard feelings. That being said, I follow politics somewhat because it is my duty and my right as an American citizen to be informed. I’m excited to part of the democratic process, proud to be an American. I think George Bush has made a mockery of his office and shed no tears at his leaving office. I have high hopes for Barak Obama as do most Americans who like to work and eat and have a roof over their heads. He has a long rough row to hoe, but at least he knows what its like to owe money, put himself through college and struggle. Therefore, he can sympathize. He spoke of America being in a cold bitter winter right now, but we can move forward. He’s a heck of speaker. All that being said, when the inbred, mouth-breathing idiots who have lived off the teat of this country, bearing too many unplanned children that my taxes go to feed and clothe and educate while I am struggling to get my own kid through school , fed and decently attired, HAVE the BALLS to ask stupid questions like “is the n-word there yet?” or “has anyone shot that n-word yet?” while I am trying to watch and hear a momentous moment in history, it makes my fricking blood boil. Your opinion you have a right to express, but your ignorance? Take that shit down the road. It doesn’t matter whether you like the man or his politics, and no, he’s not very experienced in the political arena nor does he have any foreign policy background. But he is smart enough to have surrounded himself with people who do. Don’t belittle his accomplishment based on something like color. We’ve had enough of the democracy cum autocracy that we’ve been dealing with for the last 8 years. We’ve had enough of a president who failed to listen to his advisers and based all of his decisions on what his father started in his own disappointing term of office. Example, what did Dick Cheney do besides shoot somebody in the face and pull a muscle before the inauguration today? Hell if I know. If he was heavily involved in politics, wouldn’t I have heard something?
13) That random thought just kept on coming, didn’t it?
14) I can’t play computer games when I get home tonight. The swelling is just now coming down in my arm and it’s after noon. Typing doesn’t bother it that bad, but running that mouse is a bitch.
15) Just a quick side trip back to politics. Two of the people I love most in this world could care less about the political climate. Naughty, it’s your country…take an interest!
16) Seeing how little content I have to draw since I’ve been blissfully, marvelously and completely happy, I now understand why so many of our greatest writers (which I am not attesting to be) did their best work strained, drained, stressed and messed. Look at Edgar Allen Poe and Ernest Hemingway…brilliant men, totally f*cked up.
17) A quote I wanted to comment on: Before you begin on the journey of revenge, dig two graves. ~Proverb I’m going to wax philosophical on this one. I believe that by the time a person is driven to seek revenge, something has already died in them. Could be hope, could be love or desire, drive, ambition, or inspiration, could be anything that a person treasures and puts value in. The only reason a person would need revenge is to fill the void left by the death of a dream. Are they seeking to replace their loss by taking something away from the person who arranged it? Maybe. Does it work? Partially. Is it worth it? …depends.
18) I used to list all the things in my happy place, but I think my mental home is following along the lines of my regular home. I don’t want much in it, except for the things I just can’t be without. Right now, I can’t think of anything.
19) Didn’t sleep good last night, my mind was too busy planning. Sometimes I wish I weren’t such a planner, but rather did things on a whim. But then I wouldn’t be Sharon and what a loss that would be, huh?
20) I need WD-40 for my desk keyboard shelf.
21) Kansas is going to be so cold
22) I need more iron, I am covered in bruises.
23) Overthinking will eventually be my downfall.
24) I think romance is in the heart of a believer; if someone brings you roses when you prefer daisies, it’s not romantic
From perky to pissy in one breath…I am talented.
Love ya’ll!
Saturday, January 17, 2009
Thinking of Mom
Just memories of my mom that shot up when I was scrapbook surfing…YES! I know! My life is dull and I need to exchange it…later, baby.
1. Song - High Hopes: Just what makes that little ol’ ant, think he can move a rubber tree plant…I sang it to my girls and I caught myself singing it to Grady the other day…
2. You playing head thinker, eye winker, nose smeller, mouth eater, chin chopper, gobble gobble gobble…again, I played this with my 3 original monsters, now I’m using it to teach Lili how to embarrass her Nanny with it. See, we were playing it the other day while we were outside chalking up the sidewalk. Naturally, we had chalk all over our hands and what with the pointing out of the different spots…. Well, to make a long story short, when the neighbor lady came over to chat over the fence, I had forgot about the chalk. She kept looking at me funny, but I figured it was because she rarely encounters such a striking figure of female femininity as myself. Sadly, that wasn’t it. When I went inside a little while later, I looked in the mirror and lo and behold! I was a living chalk painting, kinetic baby art if you will. Lil-1, Nanny-0
3. The white platform sandals with the strawberry on the toes. I wanted to wear those things so bad. If I had known they would be popular again, I would have put them somewhere to be worn now.
4. Exercising in the living room- The Richard Simmons method if I remember correctly with a side of Solid Gold dancing. Thank God there were no videos in phones back in the day.
5. The best diet tip ever? Air-popped popcorn before every meal. I don’t know how glamorous or trendy or whatever that was, but it worked, if I remember.
6. Hey, Mom…guess what? I wore foundation in my 9th grade class picture…nyah nyah :-D. Of course, looking at it now, why I chose that particular shade of orange is beyond me. Of course, I don’t wear it nowadays, nor have I ever worn it regularly. Maybe that’s why I have such good skin still. Lucky me, smart you.
7. Singing in the car on all road trips…good times.
8. How many times did we hear Mr. Roboto on the way to Louisiana? 1032? Lord, how I hate that song!
9. If my mommy wants duck soup….J
10. Your promise to my 3rd grade teacher that you would stomp her God-damned ears in the ground if she ever embarrassed me again or made me cry. Now that’s a memory to hold dear…I have channeled that particular angry mama bear whenever I have needed to chastise an unmotivated educator with poor judgement into rethinking their attitude toward my little darlings. That’s why my girls could shut down any crap at school with the words “don’t make me call my mom”. I’m so proud…(tearing up)
Monday, January 12, 2009
Completely Random Thoughts-Part 14
1) Only 55 more days until daylight savings time…woo hoo! Can’t wait to start walking again. Disclaimer: I have a sad little life, so bear with me.
2) Lili is extremely jealous of the new baby being in Nanny’s lap. I think her exact words were “Nanny, stop” punctuated with the Damien stare and the little pudgy finger pointed accusingly at Baby Gabby. Sigh…I foresee a row of rough hoeing ahead.
3) Icy Hot should always be washed off your hands thoroughly after applying, ESPECIALLY before you scratch inside your ear…make a note.
4) Don’t you just love to get phone calls where the person on the other end doesn’t talk, just listens to you saying hello over and over?
5) I scrapbooked this weekend, yay me! Got a two-pager done of Sara’s Jr. Prom…don’t love it, will probably take it apart a little bit and one of just her and RJ being goofs. Don’t love that one either, but I will think on it a little bit longer before the OCD steps in and takes over.
6) Not everyone appreciates a dry sense of humor…or else they don’t get it, which makes it sad and just a tiny bit funnier to me. J
7) I hate counting pennies, but its nice to know that high dollar college education is paying off, huh?
8) I don’t think double oat bran bread is in my best interest, gastro intestinally speaking that is. Let’s just say ‘cabbage’.
9) I wonder how many times I’ve listened to “Don’t Think I Don’t Think About It” since it came out?
10) When people blow their noses right outside my window while I’m eating lunch, it makes me want to throw up a little.
11) Steak burrito with salsa verde…you know my ulcer is gonna love me today. On the bright side, I’m breathing a lot more clearly LOL
12) Anyone besides me ever notice that the intro for O-town’s “All or Nothing” and the Backstreet Boys “Drowning” is exactly the same?
13) Yes, I like boy bands, sue me.
14) Is it too late to rethink the whole burrito thing? Ow, damned ghost gallbladder!
15) I read over some of my very first blogs this weekend—you know the ones I wrote when I was full of hate and loathing and venom and well, you get the idea. Boy, was I angry! Glad to know I’ve finally gotten over all that and moved on but now I understand why those who love me were so worried about public safety. Equally glad that I found a hobby that redirected all my time and energy AND that I have multiple babies to love. Yay, me.
16) Dee Dee is a red head today…it’s cute. I’m going to wait and dye my hair when I go to my sister’s. She has water pressure and regular water at her house.
17) I just want to hear “yes, you may”, that’s all.
18) Oh, Heaven’s to Murgatroyd, my stomach is already killing me.
19) Quote “It is what it is until it isn’t anymore”…is that deep or what?
20) Too many people today—I just want to take a long ride down a dirt road, some alone quality me time.
21) Men are easily placated by food and drink—just like babies.
22) The smell of Carmex takes me straight back to high school and cold Friday night football games.
23) How many times am I going to get….ummm, I forgot what I was going to say. I went to the restroom and this thought just went poof!
24) I am so glad everyone is getting along.
25) I am fricking hating life at this exact moment…I think I’m having a Sybil episode.
26) I still have snowmen cavorting around my living room. I really need to pack them all away, but they seem to have bred (hence the snowman orgy) and no longer fit in their boxes.
27) Another battle lost, how will I survive?
That’s all for today…so furiously mad over the overwhelming stupidity of smart people that I can barely tolerate existing on the same plane. That being said, love to all the brilliant smart people in my life who don’t make me want to run screaming into the streets, shouting, “the morons are coming, the morons are coming!”
Stupid damn people, they could screw up a wet dream.
2) Lili is extremely jealous of the new baby being in Nanny’s lap. I think her exact words were “Nanny, stop” punctuated with the Damien stare and the little pudgy finger pointed accusingly at Baby Gabby. Sigh…I foresee a row of rough hoeing ahead.
3) Icy Hot should always be washed off your hands thoroughly after applying, ESPECIALLY before you scratch inside your ear…make a note.
4) Don’t you just love to get phone calls where the person on the other end doesn’t talk, just listens to you saying hello over and over?
5) I scrapbooked this weekend, yay me! Got a two-pager done of Sara’s Jr. Prom…don’t love it, will probably take it apart a little bit and one of just her and RJ being goofs. Don’t love that one either, but I will think on it a little bit longer before the OCD steps in and takes over.
6) Not everyone appreciates a dry sense of humor…or else they don’t get it, which makes it sad and just a tiny bit funnier to me. J
7) I hate counting pennies, but its nice to know that high dollar college education is paying off, huh?
8) I don’t think double oat bran bread is in my best interest, gastro intestinally speaking that is. Let’s just say ‘cabbage’.
9) I wonder how many times I’ve listened to “Don’t Think I Don’t Think About It” since it came out?
10) When people blow their noses right outside my window while I’m eating lunch, it makes me want to throw up a little.
11) Steak burrito with salsa verde…you know my ulcer is gonna love me today. On the bright side, I’m breathing a lot more clearly LOL
12) Anyone besides me ever notice that the intro for O-town’s “All or Nothing” and the Backstreet Boys “Drowning” is exactly the same?
13) Yes, I like boy bands, sue me.
14) Is it too late to rethink the whole burrito thing? Ow, damned ghost gallbladder!
15) I read over some of my very first blogs this weekend—you know the ones I wrote when I was full of hate and loathing and venom and well, you get the idea. Boy, was I angry! Glad to know I’ve finally gotten over all that and moved on but now I understand why those who love me were so worried about public safety. Equally glad that I found a hobby that redirected all my time and energy AND that I have multiple babies to love. Yay, me.
16) Dee Dee is a red head today…it’s cute. I’m going to wait and dye my hair when I go to my sister’s. She has water pressure and regular water at her house.
17) I just want to hear “yes, you may”, that’s all.
18) Oh, Heaven’s to Murgatroyd, my stomach is already killing me.
19) Quote “It is what it is until it isn’t anymore”…is that deep or what?
20) Too many people today—I just want to take a long ride down a dirt road, some alone quality me time.
21) Men are easily placated by food and drink—just like babies.
22) The smell of Carmex takes me straight back to high school and cold Friday night football games.
23) How many times am I going to get….ummm, I forgot what I was going to say. I went to the restroom and this thought just went poof!
24) I am so glad everyone is getting along.
25) I am fricking hating life at this exact moment…I think I’m having a Sybil episode.
26) I still have snowmen cavorting around my living room. I really need to pack them all away, but they seem to have bred (hence the snowman orgy) and no longer fit in their boxes.
27) Another battle lost, how will I survive?
That’s all for today…so furiously mad over the overwhelming stupidity of smart people that I can barely tolerate existing on the same plane. That being said, love to all the brilliant smart people in my life who don’t make me want to run screaming into the streets, shouting, “the morons are coming, the morons are coming!”
Stupid damn people, they could screw up a wet dream.
Friday, January 9, 2009
Completely Random Thoughts - Part 13
1) Still got the portly Pilgrim people on my desk…hmmm, I think its just laziness now instead of not being ready to let the holidays go.
2)My arm is so achy! Damn cold front reminds me that I’ve turned into a human barometer. It gets cold--my arm aches and my jaw gets puffy, a warm front moves in--the ear bug dances, the pressure drops—my knee swells. Basically, I’m old and almost worn out.
3) Dee Dee’s a mean ass, at least that what she claims…I hate to tell her, but in the mean ass arena, she ain’t nothing but an amateur.
4) I’m making a “To Do” list, its about boring…I’m trying to stick to the ‘need to do’ and not the ‘want to do’. I know what I want to do, but that probably won’t happen this weekend.
5) I think I’ll go get Lili so that we can make brownies. Ought to be fun and oh so messy! She likes to participate when I’m in the kitchen. I need to find her a little tiny fat baby apron.
6) I love it when a plan comes together :-)
7) Men shouldn’t stand with their hands on their waists. It looks gay—make a note.
8) I want a wicker clothes basket
9) I wonder if Sara, Roddy and RJ are as tired of chicken as I am?
10) New scrapbook magazine on my desk, trying to get into the groove again, but I just can’t. I flip through the pages and go ‘eh’. Maybe I should go through my stuff and get rid of ½ of it and then I won’t feel so overwhelmed and might get something accomplished.
11)Too much stuff is definitely a problem for me
12) I need to wash my jacket, my cuffs are dirty and the Happy Bunny looks a little grimy
13) I’ve worn my hair up 3 days in a row…I’m in a rut
14) Pork chops for dinner, but I don’t feel like frying them. Maybe pork chop and rice casserole.
15) I think I OD’d on Icy Hot, oooooo is my arm tingling!
16) Ever notice how doing the right thing only makes things right for other people? I personally would rather be selfish and greedy and egocentric…alas, that’s not my DNA. Perhaps I could learn though, I am a very good student.
17) Tick-tock, tick-tock, damn that ever ticking clock.
18) “Too much, too little, too late to ever try again, too much too little too late to try again with you…”. I hate it when 70’s songs get stuck in my head, especially BAD 70's songs
19) I saw this quote “I love you up to the sky and back” and got to thinking about how my family says “I love you”. Ours is “I love you too much”, or “I love you…I love you more, no don’t, es do” (that’s a back and forth thing), or “I love you the whole world…and a snap (finger snap here)”, “al lo youuuu” and “lovee”. We used to say “wubbee” but that’s since be tainted, so we don’t use it anymore.
20) It’s soooo comforting to always know where my husband is…on the computer or somewhere else.
21) I am a HUGE marshmallow, but it works for me, so there you go…
22) I need a new running away from home destination. I have a feeling Maine is colder than KS and I still haven’t recovered from that 5 days. Brrr…somewhere tropical, with bright colors, sunshine and yummy tropical drinks with umbrellas. Does that sound as good to you as it does me, sugar?
23) That whole closing the barn door after the horse has run off and stayed gone? This is me laughing my ass off…really, its half gone, I just checked.
24) I love Chinese food. I would give Roddy’s left testicle for some chicken chow mein or maybe some spicy chicken and broccoli…still can’t get away from the chicken. I think I want Chinese for my birthday, that and about 10 Washington Apples, 3 Smirnoff Ices, and a balloon—the kind that doesn’t pop, coz I have a ‘thing’ about balloons. That’s right, I’m 42-ish and I have a phobia about clowns and balloons.
25) I’ve written about 5 things in this line that I’ve had to erase for the pure provocation factor they held, but don’t worry, friends o’ mine, I’ll send them to you in a message so that you can be as tickled as I am by my cutting wit.
27) Anyone who reads this and thinks that I am as full of myself as I sarcastically infer that I am is just a stupid silly bitch who needs to read and get out more…I’m just saying…
28) And anyone reading my blogs who thinks that poorly of me in the first place should maybe not be reading them, but stay over on the twat side of the dodgeball line.
29) Wow, this upbeat happy list is taking its usual bitter turn and that was not my intention. It’s supposed to be all about butterflies and broncos.
30) My desk is all sticky. I wonder if folks are having sex on it…yuck.
31) Who would want to be Bunny Police and bust deer for doing the dirty on the dike? Just a tongue twister…say it fast 5 times real fast.
32) I can’t wait to wash this Icy Hot off…it reeks!
33) I will scrapbook, I will, I will, I will…
34) Yay, it’s almost time to go home and…well, at least I won’t be at work. Yay, me!
Lovee, big hugs and a small pinch to everybody…and a little kiss on the side ;-)
Wednesday, January 7, 2009
Completely Random Thoughts - Part 12
)Don't you just hate it when you have a plan of action and you want to take care of something and NO ONE cooperates! Arghhh!
2)My tummy is in a vise today…love being female, it rocks
3)Lili has to take dance lessons as soon as she's big enough. That child does love her boogie woogie
4)Which do you think is truer? Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned or Hell hath no fury like a woman ignored? I think I would rather be scorned (me, personally) because to be scorned would take a conscious effort on someone's part but to be ignored is to be insignificant.
5)Oatmeal, milk and diet Mountain Dew…now THAT'S the breakfast of champions!
6) Why do I have to be an all or nothing person? The world isn't black and white so why can't I do gray?
7) There is no joy in Mudville today.
8) Happiness is complicated
9) A busy mind helps a heavy heart
10) The portly Pilgrim people are still on my desk—it might be time to pack them up and put them away
11) It's the day of problem customers; no one's happy, everybody's grumpy, and I am not tolerant of bullshit. Can we say a good time will not be had by anyone today?
12) Looking at my desk, it seems like all of customers and vendors don't want me to lose track of my days. I have soooooo many calendars. Sadly, I don't have anything of note to record.
13) I am a grandmother of 3…how surreal is that?
14) Ringgggg ringgggggg "Good morning (insert company name here), may I help you? (thick Middle East accent) "May I speak to Tony please?" (me) I'm sorry, we don't have anyone here by that name". (him—loudly) "Yes you do, I just talked to him, Tony, his name is Tony". (me) "Could you mean Tom? We do have a Tom". (him, louder and a little bit pissy) "No, no, no, Tony, his name is Tony, I want to talk to him now!" (me, a whole LOT pissy but still professional) "Sir, we do NOT have a Tony, we have a Tom, Jim, Leslie, Fred, Jay, Glenn, Wayne, Martin and occasionally we have a Bruce, but we do not have a Tony, what do you need?" (him, loud, unintelligible and a wee bit hysterical, in my opinion) "I want to order the aluminum sheet, I told Tony, I want to order it". (me, deep sigh) "Alright, you need to talk to Tom, let me transfer you to the steel office." (him, VERY hysterical) "No, no, no, I am not wanting steel, I am wanting the alumin…" (me, click, transfer, OMG, deliver me)
15) Why do people have to eat Vienna sausages in front of me? Ewwww….
16) "This is what it means to be held, how it feels when the sacred is torn from your life and you survive, this is what it means to be loved and to know that the promise was when everything fell, you'd be held" Held by Natalie Grant
17) It feels like someone stabbed one of those ol'-timey hand drills into my abdomen and is slowly twisting it and wrapping my guts in a knot…ah, good times.
18) It's easy to be strong when you're not confronted with any of your weaknesses.
19) Ever wake up one morning, look at yourself in the mirror and say "Damn, when did you become such a bitch?"
20) Good googies, I'm trying to think of something funny and upbeat to blog about, but maybe this isn't the week. That's my problem, I have all these things going on and I try to act like everything's normal and fine and whatever and I just can't keep it all on an even keel. It's like trying to shove 50 pounds of crap in a 5 pound sack. Eventually, something's going to trickle out. No fricking wonder I have ulcers.
21) I think falling in love when you're older is like catching chicken pox when you're older—even the mildest case can really f*ck you up.
22) Having RJ around is like finally getting a son (James and Josh are like my sons too, but they don't live with me). I should have known any son of mine would be a goof, but who knew he'd be so handy taking out the trash and stuff?
23) I want to scrapbook tonight. I think I'll do that rather than sit on the computer and investigate other people's activities. I have a picture of Grady at the beach when he was 7 months old that is TOO precious for words.
24) There are some really wonderful people in the world who have no idea of their worth and how important it is to others that they just ARE
25) Some aches just have to be endured to be outlasted...ow, my gallbladder or spleen feels like its coming apart.
2)My tummy is in a vise today…love being female, it rocks
3)Lili has to take dance lessons as soon as she's big enough. That child does love her boogie woogie
4)Which do you think is truer? Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned or Hell hath no fury like a woman ignored? I think I would rather be scorned (me, personally) because to be scorned would take a conscious effort on someone's part but to be ignored is to be insignificant.
5)Oatmeal, milk and diet Mountain Dew…now THAT'S the breakfast of champions!
6) Why do I have to be an all or nothing person? The world isn't black and white so why can't I do gray?
7) There is no joy in Mudville today.
8) Happiness is complicated
9) A busy mind helps a heavy heart
10) The portly Pilgrim people are still on my desk—it might be time to pack them up and put them away
11) It's the day of problem customers; no one's happy, everybody's grumpy, and I am not tolerant of bullshit. Can we say a good time will not be had by anyone today?
12) Looking at my desk, it seems like all of customers and vendors don't want me to lose track of my days. I have soooooo many calendars. Sadly, I don't have anything of note to record.
13) I am a grandmother of 3…how surreal is that?
14) Ringgggg ringgggggg "Good morning (insert company name here), may I help you? (thick Middle East accent) "May I speak to Tony please?" (me) I'm sorry, we don't have anyone here by that name". (him—loudly) "Yes you do, I just talked to him, Tony, his name is Tony". (me) "Could you mean Tom? We do have a Tom". (him, louder and a little bit pissy) "No, no, no, Tony, his name is Tony, I want to talk to him now!" (me, a whole LOT pissy but still professional) "Sir, we do NOT have a Tony, we have a Tom, Jim, Leslie, Fred, Jay, Glenn, Wayne, Martin and occasionally we have a Bruce, but we do not have a Tony, what do you need?" (him, loud, unintelligible and a wee bit hysterical, in my opinion) "I want to order the aluminum sheet, I told Tony, I want to order it". (me, deep sigh) "Alright, you need to talk to Tom, let me transfer you to the steel office." (him, VERY hysterical) "No, no, no, I am not wanting steel, I am wanting the alumin…" (me, click, transfer, OMG, deliver me)
15) Why do people have to eat Vienna sausages in front of me? Ewwww….
16) "This is what it means to be held, how it feels when the sacred is torn from your life and you survive, this is what it means to be loved and to know that the promise was when everything fell, you'd be held" Held by Natalie Grant
17) It feels like someone stabbed one of those ol'-timey hand drills into my abdomen and is slowly twisting it and wrapping my guts in a knot…ah, good times.
18) It's easy to be strong when you're not confronted with any of your weaknesses.
19) Ever wake up one morning, look at yourself in the mirror and say "Damn, when did you become such a bitch?"
20) Good googies, I'm trying to think of something funny and upbeat to blog about, but maybe this isn't the week. That's my problem, I have all these things going on and I try to act like everything's normal and fine and whatever and I just can't keep it all on an even keel. It's like trying to shove 50 pounds of crap in a 5 pound sack. Eventually, something's going to trickle out. No fricking wonder I have ulcers.
21) I think falling in love when you're older is like catching chicken pox when you're older—even the mildest case can really f*ck you up.
22) Having RJ around is like finally getting a son (James and Josh are like my sons too, but they don't live with me). I should have known any son of mine would be a goof, but who knew he'd be so handy taking out the trash and stuff?
23) I want to scrapbook tonight. I think I'll do that rather than sit on the computer and investigate other people's activities. I have a picture of Grady at the beach when he was 7 months old that is TOO precious for words.
24) There are some really wonderful people in the world who have no idea of their worth and how important it is to others that they just ARE
25) Some aches just have to be endured to be outlasted...ow, my gallbladder or spleen feels like its coming apart.
Monday, January 5, 2009
Dear Dad...
Dear Dad,
Its been a really long time since I felt the need to write you, so you can probably imagine how things are. Just like when you used to be here, you generally heard from me more often when things were crappy. Isn’t that weird? I guess I just needed somebody to lean on and you were perfect for that. You weren’t a real lovey-dovey guy—except with the grandbabies—but you listened, mulled over, considered and then summed up whatever issue we were having in one of your oft used but always appropriate clichés:
1) “Sharon Denise, you got to be smarter than the shit you’re working with”. This worked for calculators, hand tools, cars etc. It generally followed news of an owie I got peeling potatoes or changing a tire or a checking mistake because I didn’t balance correctly,
2) “Sharon Denise, do you go there for love or money?” This was your standard response to any work place lament. Always summed it up pretty quickly and put things in perspective.
3) “Sharon Denise, that person isn’t gonna amount to shit in a chicken’s backyard in 5 years, so why do you care?” My favorite answer of all time, coz this was your take on so and so being mean to me, or so and so stealing my boyfriend, or so and so winning a prize that should have been mine, which brings us to…
4) Sharon Denise, life is not, never has been and never will be fair and anyone who tells you different is a g** damn lie and if you’re dumb enough to believe them, then you get what you deserve. Ah, Daddy, you tender-hearted thing you
5) “Sharon Denise, you came from these loins (insert slightly obscene gesture here) so I know you ain’t as stupid as you’re being right now. No child of mind can be that g** damned dumb.” I beg to differ with you, Dad. On more than one occasion, Trey, Kenny, Laura Beth and myself can all vouch personally and for each other that yes, yes we can be that g** damned dumb.
6) “Suck it up, baby, it’ll only hurt for a minute” I’m trying Dad, I’m trying
7) “Sharon Denise, you’re grown and you make your own decisions, but remember you have to live with the fall out”. When you said it like that, I always started rethinking, coz I never found the term “fall out” a particular comforting one.
8) “That Mickey Mouse mother f*cker, tell me again how he’s relevant? Waste of f*cking skin”…sometimes I wish I didn’t see people with your eyes, Dad. Mom says that LB and I are Rose Red and Snow White, as different as night and day. LB got the ‘everyone is wonderful and good down deep’ mind set and I’ve got the ‘everyone sucks ass and blows’ thing. But my problem? I really want them to be good, I want to see the best and believe all the good that I CAN see in them. I see all this wonderful potential and I think that’s what infuriates me most. The sheer unadulterated waste of a human being. But every time I try to give someone the benefit of the doubt, you know what happens. I know you say the only person you can trust is yourself, but that’s a hard way to live, Daddy. Especially when the only person I can trust is me…that’s a laugh! I’ll screw things up for myself in a heartbeat.
I’ve told so many people how you were my compass, Dad, my own magnetic North that pointed me in the right direction whether I chose to follow it or not. I don’t know if its from leaning on you forever, or the whole Aquarian ambiguous way of dancing to my own drummer or just a faulty cog in the works, but I can’t seem to find my way at all. I just follow the shiniest, clearest star I see. Nine times out of ten, it’s just a plane. I lack purpose, Dad, and now that the girls are grown and don’t need me as much and the empty nest is looming, I’m running out of reasons to be. I know, everyone says I’m still young enough do all kind of things, that 40’s the new 30 or some such bullshit. No, 40 is halfway to death. I don’t know what I want, Dad, I just know I want…something.
I know, I know, cry you a river. I’ll get over the blues and blahs, coz I don’t have much choice. I am going to see LB in a few days (you probably already know that) so that should fix me up for a bit. I’m cleaning out my stuff, kind of weeding things out. I actually even cleaned my room, Dad. Hey, that’s not nice! I didn’t know angels were allowed to be smart asses. My New Year’s resolution is that if my stuff won’t haul in one load, I have too much stuff. I’m getting rid of the small, the large, the old and the very unnecessary. Wish me resolve, coz you know I have a tendency to hang on to things out of nostalgia, not because I need it or its useful.
Sorry this isn’t much of a letter, Dad, just a list of things I’m trying to remember today as I watch the sands running down the hourglass. One more day this side of the dirt, woot woot, as Roddy would say.
I miss you to pieces,
Sharon Denise
P.S. By the way, where did you hide my tape this time? I wish you’d quit doing that, it’s aggravating.
“You’re in a better place, I’ve heard a thousand times,
And at least a thousand times I’ve rejoiced for you,
But the reason why I’m broken,
The reason why I cry,
Is how long must I wait to be with you?
I close my eyes and I see your face, if home’s where my heart is
Then I’m out of place,
Lord, won’t you give me strength to make it through somehow?
I’ve never been more homesick than now”
“Homesick” by Mercy Me
Its been a really long time since I felt the need to write you, so you can probably imagine how things are. Just like when you used to be here, you generally heard from me more often when things were crappy. Isn’t that weird? I guess I just needed somebody to lean on and you were perfect for that. You weren’t a real lovey-dovey guy—except with the grandbabies—but you listened, mulled over, considered and then summed up whatever issue we were having in one of your oft used but always appropriate clichés:
1) “Sharon Denise, you got to be smarter than the shit you’re working with”. This worked for calculators, hand tools, cars etc. It generally followed news of an owie I got peeling potatoes or changing a tire or a checking mistake because I didn’t balance correctly,
2) “Sharon Denise, do you go there for love or money?” This was your standard response to any work place lament. Always summed it up pretty quickly and put things in perspective.
3) “Sharon Denise, that person isn’t gonna amount to shit in a chicken’s backyard in 5 years, so why do you care?” My favorite answer of all time, coz this was your take on so and so being mean to me, or so and so stealing my boyfriend, or so and so winning a prize that should have been mine, which brings us to…
4) Sharon Denise, life is not, never has been and never will be fair and anyone who tells you different is a g** damn lie and if you’re dumb enough to believe them, then you get what you deserve. Ah, Daddy, you tender-hearted thing you
5) “Sharon Denise, you came from these loins (insert slightly obscene gesture here) so I know you ain’t as stupid as you’re being right now. No child of mind can be that g** damned dumb.” I beg to differ with you, Dad. On more than one occasion, Trey, Kenny, Laura Beth and myself can all vouch personally and for each other that yes, yes we can be that g** damned dumb.
6) “Suck it up, baby, it’ll only hurt for a minute” I’m trying Dad, I’m trying
7) “Sharon Denise, you’re grown and you make your own decisions, but remember you have to live with the fall out”. When you said it like that, I always started rethinking, coz I never found the term “fall out” a particular comforting one.
8) “That Mickey Mouse mother f*cker, tell me again how he’s relevant? Waste of f*cking skin”…sometimes I wish I didn’t see people with your eyes, Dad. Mom says that LB and I are Rose Red and Snow White, as different as night and day. LB got the ‘everyone is wonderful and good down deep’ mind set and I’ve got the ‘everyone sucks ass and blows’ thing. But my problem? I really want them to be good, I want to see the best and believe all the good that I CAN see in them. I see all this wonderful potential and I think that’s what infuriates me most. The sheer unadulterated waste of a human being. But every time I try to give someone the benefit of the doubt, you know what happens. I know you say the only person you can trust is yourself, but that’s a hard way to live, Daddy. Especially when the only person I can trust is me…that’s a laugh! I’ll screw things up for myself in a heartbeat.
I’ve told so many people how you were my compass, Dad, my own magnetic North that pointed me in the right direction whether I chose to follow it or not. I don’t know if its from leaning on you forever, or the whole Aquarian ambiguous way of dancing to my own drummer or just a faulty cog in the works, but I can’t seem to find my way at all. I just follow the shiniest, clearest star I see. Nine times out of ten, it’s just a plane. I lack purpose, Dad, and now that the girls are grown and don’t need me as much and the empty nest is looming, I’m running out of reasons to be. I know, everyone says I’m still young enough do all kind of things, that 40’s the new 30 or some such bullshit. No, 40 is halfway to death. I don’t know what I want, Dad, I just know I want…something.
I know, I know, cry you a river. I’ll get over the blues and blahs, coz I don’t have much choice. I am going to see LB in a few days (you probably already know that) so that should fix me up for a bit. I’m cleaning out my stuff, kind of weeding things out. I actually even cleaned my room, Dad. Hey, that’s not nice! I didn’t know angels were allowed to be smart asses. My New Year’s resolution is that if my stuff won’t haul in one load, I have too much stuff. I’m getting rid of the small, the large, the old and the very unnecessary. Wish me resolve, coz you know I have a tendency to hang on to things out of nostalgia, not because I need it or its useful.
Sorry this isn’t much of a letter, Dad, just a list of things I’m trying to remember today as I watch the sands running down the hourglass. One more day this side of the dirt, woot woot, as Roddy would say.
I miss you to pieces,
Sharon Denise
P.S. By the way, where did you hide my tape this time? I wish you’d quit doing that, it’s aggravating.
“You’re in a better place, I’ve heard a thousand times,
And at least a thousand times I’ve rejoiced for you,
But the reason why I’m broken,
The reason why I cry,
Is how long must I wait to be with you?
I close my eyes and I see your face, if home’s where my heart is
Then I’m out of place,
Lord, won’t you give me strength to make it through somehow?
I’ve never been more homesick than now”
“Homesick” by Mercy Me
Friday, January 2, 2009
Just some observations
Just an observation, but when someone comes up to you and says "we need to talk", there's a fair chance there is no WE involved. It generally consists of one person chewing on the other's ass like a piece of stringy beef jerky. I also like the old standby of "do we need to have a conversation?". Invariably, the asker is praying to Heaven that the askee says 'no' or else all Hell is about to break loose. I wish, I pray, I hope one day someone comes up to me with either remark, coz I'll be in like Flynn with a "why yes, yes we do, how clever of you to notice". See, now this may sound a little weird, but I practice certain conversations in my head, so that I'll be well-prepared, articulate and decisive in my delivery. No one wants to sound like a moron when they're serving someone else their ass on a verbal platter. I do it whenever I'm about to go off at the customer service schmuck at Walmart (really anywhere where customer service is a lost art, I just chose Walmart coz they're the Devil.), become unhappy with the ambivalent school counselor who has not taken my child's best interests to their heart in a way that satisfies mine, have an argument with Roddy about things I find important but he doesn't (THAT'S a good time to be had by all) or just let people know that I am aware of their foibles and shortcomings. That way when all of these people start to argue with me, I have the perfect comeback for them, I don't start stuttering and lose my train of thought, which makes me really pissy to the point I want to bitch slap a ho. It saves time and headaches for all involved, see? Always thinking, that's me.
Good Lord, I'm tired today. Wish I were up for running amok, but I'm not. I'm going to take a short nap when I get home, rest, recoup and then go visit babies. I haven't seen my munsters in 5 days. I bet Gabbers is getting huge.
You know what the great thing about having a REALLY diverse group of friends spread near and far? You get introduced to some really cool music.
Speaking of music, the CD playing right now, a Sharon Dee specialty mix is as follows
1) I'm Leaving You For Me—Aaron Tippin this is a really good song, thought provoking and all that crap, all about self awareness and being an individual
(2) I Feel the Earth Move—Carole King she's a musical genius and overlooked by all generations following the Flower Children period…and no, I was not born in that era, take off your shoes and use your toes for the big numbers
(3) Will You Still Love Me Tomorrow—Carole King heartwrenching song of f*ck and flee premonitions…it's a man thing, I know.
(4) Don't Think I Don't Think About It—Darius Rucker Got to love Darius, he was the best Hootie and now watch him sing country…now that's talent. This song makes me sing along and be sad and reminisce about something that never actually happened. That also takes talent.
(5) Do You Believe Me Now—Jimmy Wayne Nothing like telling someone I told you so…after she's moved out, is shacking up with your best friend and you're sitting at home alone on a Saturday night listening to Keith Urban and wanking off to old party videos
(6) I Love You This Much—Jimmy Wayne Makes me feel sad, and angry and deeply thankful that my Dad told me he loved me on a regular basis.
(7) Drowning—Backstreet Boys I know, I know, but how can you hear the lines "every time I breathe I take you in and my heart beats again" and "even forever don't seem like long enough" and not get all gushy inside. And yes, this horror awaits you too, I hope its not a deal breaker" LOL
(8) Boogie Shoes—K.C. and the Sunshine Band This is just good music, I don't care who you are. I defy anyone to hear the song and not move at least part of your body and if you don't, you are un-American and quite possibly a Red Communist
(9) When You Walk In The Room—Pam Tillis Song makes my heart go all aflutter coz of that 'he's here, he's here' feeling that I still remember.
(10) This Is Me You're Talking To—Trisha Yearwood Love this one, coz it clearly reveals how dumb men are. They live in your house, sleep in your bed and piss in the shower and STILL think they can pull one over on you.
(12) You Shouldn't Kiss Me Like This—Toby Keith Makes me melt, that's all
(13) You're Not In Kansas Anymore—Jo Dee Messina I like the Ro-day-o line.
(14) Don't Get Me Started—Rhett Akins Again, the fireworks, heartstopping feeling of being in love. Sigh, I'm a hopeless romantic!
(15) Then You Can Tell Me Goodbye—Neal McCoy So basically, you can never say goodbye…that's good looking out there, fella, but it it is sweet.
(16) Nobody—Sylvia 80's angry female country music. The 'he's my man and he's a cheating asshole, but I'll be damned if I'm going to let some little mediocre piece of ass like you steal him until I'm damned good and ready to kick his ass to the curb.
(17) Make A Move on Me—Olivia Newton-John You've wined me, you've dined me, now it's time to, well, treat me like you stole me…no more talking! I said now! (She must be in her 40's LOL)
(18) If Loving You is Wrong (I Don't Want To Be Right)—Leanne Rimes I'm a cheating bitch and I don't care what people say…give me some more booty…shocking, yes, but the fact that her whole family and all her friends know about her business and no one has ratted her out yet? She obviously doesn't live in Okeechobee, that's all I got to say.
(19) Do You Think of Me—Keith Whitley Reminds me of high school…good times
(20)You've Got a Friend—Carole King See #2
(21) Natural Woman—Carole King The ultimate 'you make me the woman I am, I wouldn't know how to be anything at all, because I'm co-dependent and apparently on crack…still it's a nice song.
(22) So Far Away—Carole King My sister and I send this one back and for to each other…we're sappy that way.
Okay, that's all my observations today. Blogging certainly makes the day go faster!
Good Lord, I'm tired today. Wish I were up for running amok, but I'm not. I'm going to take a short nap when I get home, rest, recoup and then go visit babies. I haven't seen my munsters in 5 days. I bet Gabbers is getting huge.
You know what the great thing about having a REALLY diverse group of friends spread near and far? You get introduced to some really cool music.
Speaking of music, the CD playing right now, a Sharon Dee specialty mix is as follows
1) I'm Leaving You For Me—Aaron Tippin this is a really good song, thought provoking and all that crap, all about self awareness and being an individual
(2) I Feel the Earth Move—Carole King she's a musical genius and overlooked by all generations following the Flower Children period…and no, I was not born in that era, take off your shoes and use your toes for the big numbers
(3) Will You Still Love Me Tomorrow—Carole King heartwrenching song of f*ck and flee premonitions…it's a man thing, I know.
(4) Don't Think I Don't Think About It—Darius Rucker Got to love Darius, he was the best Hootie and now watch him sing country…now that's talent. This song makes me sing along and be sad and reminisce about something that never actually happened. That also takes talent.
(5) Do You Believe Me Now—Jimmy Wayne Nothing like telling someone I told you so…after she's moved out, is shacking up with your best friend and you're sitting at home alone on a Saturday night listening to Keith Urban and wanking off to old party videos
(6) I Love You This Much—Jimmy Wayne Makes me feel sad, and angry and deeply thankful that my Dad told me he loved me on a regular basis.
(7) Drowning—Backstreet Boys I know, I know, but how can you hear the lines "every time I breathe I take you in and my heart beats again" and "even forever don't seem like long enough" and not get all gushy inside. And yes, this horror awaits you too, I hope its not a deal breaker" LOL
(8) Boogie Shoes—K.C. and the Sunshine Band This is just good music, I don't care who you are. I defy anyone to hear the song and not move at least part of your body and if you don't, you are un-American and quite possibly a Red Communist
(9) When You Walk In The Room—Pam Tillis Song makes my heart go all aflutter coz of that 'he's here, he's here' feeling that I still remember.
(10) This Is Me You're Talking To—Trisha Yearwood Love this one, coz it clearly reveals how dumb men are. They live in your house, sleep in your bed and piss in the shower and STILL think they can pull one over on you.
(12) You Shouldn't Kiss Me Like This—Toby Keith Makes me melt, that's all
(13) You're Not In Kansas Anymore—Jo Dee Messina I like the Ro-day-o line.
(14) Don't Get Me Started—Rhett Akins Again, the fireworks, heartstopping feeling of being in love. Sigh, I'm a hopeless romantic!
(15) Then You Can Tell Me Goodbye—Neal McCoy So basically, you can never say goodbye…that's good looking out there, fella, but it it is sweet.
(16) Nobody—Sylvia 80's angry female country music. The 'he's my man and he's a cheating asshole, but I'll be damned if I'm going to let some little mediocre piece of ass like you steal him until I'm damned good and ready to kick his ass to the curb.
(17) Make A Move on Me—Olivia Newton-John You've wined me, you've dined me, now it's time to, well, treat me like you stole me…no more talking! I said now! (She must be in her 40's LOL)
(18) If Loving You is Wrong (I Don't Want To Be Right)—Leanne Rimes I'm a cheating bitch and I don't care what people say…give me some more booty…shocking, yes, but the fact that her whole family and all her friends know about her business and no one has ratted her out yet? She obviously doesn't live in Okeechobee, that's all I got to say.
(19) Do You Think of Me—Keith Whitley Reminds me of high school…good times
(20)You've Got a Friend—Carole King See #2
(21) Natural Woman—Carole King The ultimate 'you make me the woman I am, I wouldn't know how to be anything at all, because I'm co-dependent and apparently on crack…still it's a nice song.
(22) So Far Away—Carole King My sister and I send this one back and for to each other…we're sappy that way.
Okay, that's all my observations today. Blogging certainly makes the day go faster!
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