NO ETIQUETTE

Earlier this morning, I posted a question to Yahoo Questioins regarding, the name of my Generation according to the year. Soon after, I searched the Web, and answered my own question. Never-the-less, I received a few answers. All of which were wrong, I may add. However, one individual was very rude. This individual, referred to me as "Bub" while belittling me at the same time. I understand that, my Husbands name is on the account, and probably came up as the screen name. His exact response was, "I thing that you've got it all wrong...Bub."

How rude was that? You don't know the person fron Adam that, you are responding to. It could have been anyone. I posted to all of those interested that, I answered my own question, and scolded the rude individual at the same time. I hope that, he or she get's embarrassed, after they read my reply. FIND SOME MANNERS PEOPLE... FOR GOD'S SAKE! Later ya'll.

BIG LITTLE BROTHER

Saturday, my younger Brother turned 35 years old. I call him my younger Brother because, We're only 11 and 1/2 months apart. For two weeks, we are the same age. Yes, that means my Birthday will be here shortly. I will be 36 years old this year. I am officaially in my late 30's, and on the down hill slide to 40. I'm sure that, my Husband doesn't even want to here it. He will actually be 40 in September.

We were all sitting around Saturday evening at dinner talking about that. He claims that, he does not want me to "do it up big."
I threatened to get a couple of midget strippers for his party. He said, "then I'll just have them wear clown suites and chase you around." Both of which he knows that, I have a fear of, clowns, and midgets. I would actually just, fall over dead, if that ever happened. I'd just fall out, from shear fright.

However, my Brothers Birthday dinner, was pretty uneventful. With the exception of, the two cheap shots that my Dad took at me. He asked me when I was going to get a job, and that I was going to get fat, if I ate a piece of cake. Honestly, I havn't worked in almost three years, and probably never will again. So, he can just get over that. As far as my weight, I weigh 100 pounds even, and have since I was about 15. He tried to smooth that comment over by saying, "I wish that I had you're figure." So in reply, I said "way to support the post Hyterectomy weight gain." I havn't gained any weight by the way.

As far as the snyde remark, which everyone laughed at. I just Said, I'll get a job, when you lose 50 pounds. I know, pretty nasty, but that's all that I could come up with that quick. At that point, he reminded me of, my astranged Father-In-Law. He always managed to start something, at family gatherings. I don't miss that stuff, at...all. I will say that, my Brother looked very disgusted, while sitting on the Birthday Saddle at the steak house restaurnant.

My Husband was just paying him back for, asking the employees to sing to him, and make him wear the Mexican hat. I will never do that, what goes around, comes around. Happy Monday ya'll.

MY CINDERELLA STORY

I may have my married Price Charming, although I'm still at home cleaning. "No Cinderella... you may not go to the Ball tonight. You have to stay home and scrub the floors." Yes, that's right, it seems that's all that I've been doing since our new puppy arrived. For future reference, never try to potty train a puppy in the Winter time. They would much rather use the potty on the warm ceramic tile floor, then go outside on the cold ground.

In reference to Cinderella's story. My son's youngest step-brother, knocked out the composite of his front tooth Saturday night. Both my Husband and my son's Father said, "accidents happen and boys will be boys." That's a load of crap! That wresteling accident, cost me $ 200.00 out of my pocket to get his tooth repaired. My Husband informed them that, "there will nolonger be any wresteling in the house what-so-ever!" Furthermore, "if you want to wrestle, go outside to do that." He sounded a lot like my Dad back in the day. "The house is not a Gymnasium!" he would say.

If I had the chance, I'd rather be sleeping Beauty. Then again, some stupid prince would just come and wake me up anyway. So what's the point right? It feels as though, I havn't slept in weeks. What was the chicks name, who let down her hair, so that the guy could climb it? Man... I wouldnt have done that either. Number one, I've cut my long hair since then. Number two, my hair cost entirely too much money to let some idiot wreck it, by climbing all over it. Can you imagine the breakage?

Who were they trying to fool anyway? He wasn't trying to save her from being imprisioned. That whole story was just about two people "trying to get their grove on." Dorothy once said, there's no place like home." Who was she kidding? I guess that' she's never visited my house. Ya'll click your shoes together twice.

MAKE THE WORLD GO AWAY

Just when you think that, you're getting it all together, things change. Not serious things, just "life's stuff." Yesterday, I had to, take middle son to get his chipped tooth fixed, check on new Insurance, accompany my parents to Wal Mart, and take two out of our three dogs to the vet. My Husband informed me that, our Bulldog needs to be "fixed." He has a major attitude problem. I am still not finished, taking care of some minor painting details. However, "the big parts" are complete. Even if I had to paint something else, I don't even have it in me. Too much else, seems to go by the way side.

I actually have, the whole rest of the house to paint. Although, I need a breather. A break away from all of that. There at the end of my painting attempts, everthing that I touched, seemed to "turn to crap." It's probably because, I was trying to hurry things. For Heaven's Sake... make the oh so boaring Olympics go away. My favorite Aunt, had a heart-related procedure yesterday. I hope that, she will be fine. My Husband, attended a funeral yesterday. A coworker passed away last week. The whole funeral thing, needs to cease as well. That's the third one, since November. Lastly, out puupy is wearing me thin. Jeez Louise, I'm going to take a morning nap. Ya'll take a break too.

Winter... Wonder Why?

It's finally feeling like Winter here in Oklahoma. Not quite a Winter Wonderland, just cold. There's a possibility of snow and sleet here this weekend. Both of which, I'm not looking forward to. I actaully hate Winter to be honest with you. It makes my bones ache, and it always has. Being an indoor stay-at-home Mom, I'm not aclamted to the cold. Then again, I never have have been. I've always weighed no more then 100 punds, since I was 14 years old. With not much meat on my bones, I get cold easily.

I really felt bad for my Husband this morning, having to brave the cold. I'll bet delivering the mail, will stink today. I'm guessing that, he will get a move on, and do it quickly. However, that's why they get paid well to do so. Meaning that, they have to endure all sorts of weather while delivering the mail. Although, the first few hours of his day, are spent in the office. That's a good thing. Ya'll stay warm today.

100 DAILY BITCHES

Today, marks my 100th Blog entry. I started my Blog this past August, and have really enjoyed myself. My Husband completely objects to me doing so. He feels that, people are finding out too much about me. He also thinks that, two particular people of interst, are also reading my Blog on a daily basis. I know this because, they have reacted to a couple of my entrys. I really don't care if they are. Maybe, they will start to understand me. However, they are just so shallow that, they could use my published thoughts against me.

Although, my intent when I started this Blog, was only for my personal therapy. Having said that, my Blog may often be boaring. Again, it has given me an opportunity to vent my feelings, frustrations, and tell my storys. Not too many people have ever commented on it, but that's ok I don't need validation. Anyway, I've got to get busy. Ya'll take it easy.

V.D.

Our friend calls me yesterday and says, "Happy VD!" All I could do was laugh, and say was "VD..., sorry, I don't have any VD." Most of our friends aren't right in the first place. That's probably why their our friends. As for Valentins Day, it was pretty uneventful. My Husband and I, exchanged our gifts last Thursday I believe. We gave our middle son his gifts yesterday morning. My Mom and Dad, stopped by our house yesterday evening to do the same.

Never-the-less, Valentines Day is clearly a holiday for the card and candy makers. We should be able to tell, or show our loved ones that we love them without a holiday. Hope ya'll did something intersting for your VD... Valentines day that is.

NEED A SLOW DOWN

I havn't completely vanished, I've just been busy. Painting the kitchen is almost completed. However, I've made a big mess of the corwn molding, and the base boards. It's going to take a lot of paint remover, to make it look good again. I havn't painted in years, and I no better then I was years ago. I guess I'm using too much paint around the painters tape. I guess I'll have to call the expert, my step-son's step dad. What a mess! I think I'm finished with painting for a while. See ya'll later.

JUST THE ESSENTIALS

Once again, I'm back to feeding three dogs. I have to go to the store today, to replinish my dog food supply. I now have to buy, both puppy and adult food. Not to mention, I need puppy pee pads. These are a new necessity to me. I wish that, I would have known about these, when I was potty training Tigger. I was just using paper towel and news paper. They are far more absorbant. Actually, I need to get more from the store then just dog items. I'm going to have quite a cart full today. I must not forget my Valentine gifts. I'm sure that I won't, they are on my list too. Take it easy ya'll!

OH... WHAT A RUSH

If there ever was a time when I realized that, I'm far too busy to wrok, it was today. The first 30 minutes of the mornings, aren't my own. I have this entire regiment, that I have to go through. My list is as follows. # 1. Wake my son. #2. Let the boy dogs out. # 3. Start the coffee. # 4. Move the dog beds out of the kitchen, into the living room. # 5. Take my pill and vitamins. # 6. Give Tigger his vitamin. # 7. Give both dogs their allergy pills. # 8. Feed the boy dogs. # 9. Feed Noel, the little girl puppy. # 10. Take Noel out to potty. # 11. Make sure that my son takes his vitamins. # 12. Pour the coffe for both my Husband and I. # 13. Get my orders of what my Husband, would like me to do for today. # 14. Make a mental game plan of the day in my head.

I can't imagine having to take a shower, dress, put on make-up, do my hair, eat and drink coffe in the midst of all this. No wonder people have maids/house keepers. My Mom and Dad are retired, and have one. I honestly need one, until I finsh painting. Lord knows when that will be. Take it slow ya'll!

TO APPRECIATE IT...

They say that, to appreciate something, you have to do without it first. I'm starting to feel that way, about my beloved sleep. I didn't realize just how important it was to me, until I had to do without it for a few days. So far, Noel our new puppy has slept through two whole nights. The first night with the little lamp, and last night without it at all. I'm guessing that, she realizes that everyone else is still asleep, and just goes back to sleep herself. Good for her!

I'm starting to get my house back in order. The anxienty related chest pains, have started to subside as well. I tend to get overwhelmed, when the house isn't perfect. I realize that, I'm obsessive compulsive. However, I can't help it. After all, my your only job is, taking care of my house and my family. Again, I will get the painting finished one of these days. I actually knew that, it would take me a good two weeks to complete this task. That's what happens when, life get's in the way. Have a productive day ya'll!

SCRIPTED CHAOS

Hello... I'm back... For anyone who might care, I've been a little preoccupied. Out new addition arrived Thursday afternoon. My Husband brought out new puppy home Thurday afternoon. He said that the Breeders were going to keep her an extra week, since she was the smallest one. I hate using the word or phrase, "Runt Of The Litter." However, I guess that she is. Although, my Husband has been fibbing for me for about two weeks now, regarding the Puppy Noel. He had been carefully plotting this secret homcoming, just so that he could suprise me. Guess what, it worked!

Our lives have not been the same since she got here. It is honestly like having a newborn. Neither of us has gotten much sleep since she arrived. It's just like a human babay. You have to get up frequently to feed, water, and let her out. I thought that, it was 1994 all over again. That's the year when my son was born. Don't get me wrong, I have been unpatiently awaiting her arrival. I could not wait until she got here. Although, she was quite a sight when my Husband walked in with her Thursday afternoon. She is so terribly tiny for just six weeks old. I took her to Vet's Office on Friday. When he weighed her, she only weighed 2.4 pounds.

Noel also had a touch of Ring Worms. This could also be a contributing factor to her size and weight. I'll bet getting bounced off of Momma, when you were trying to nurse was not fun either. The Breeders said that, they paid special attention to her as far as feeding and nursing. Never-the-less, it didn't help much in this instance. The other crazy thing going on in my world is, I'm painting our kitchen. I actually went out and bought paint and all of the necessitys last Sunday. Little did I know that, it was going to take me two weeks to finish a simple project.

The other thing that happened is, another very dear friend of the family died one week ago last Friday. Our Babysitter's Husband in Indianapolis unexpedly passed away of a massive heart attack. She was I and my Brother's Babysitter for about 10 years. Our family and theirs were so very close. My Brother somehow managed, to get time away fom his job, to go to the funeral. He was our Family's representative if you will. Another friend of my parents died that weekend as well. He owned a store in Branson Missouri, and was shot by an angry customer. My life lately seems to be, two steps forward, and three steps back. It's crazy ya'll!

DOG GONE SCARY

Yesterday, I took both of my dogs to the vet. I thought that, the morning cough that they have had for the past week, might be serious. I didn't know if, they just had a cold, or something worse. After all, my neighbors Bulldog died this past October, from a mucous-related asfixiation. I wasn't quite as worried about my Boxer, as I was my Bulldog. I didn't want to find him out in the yard, the same way my neighbors did. They warned me after their dog died, "if you think that your dog had allergys, go take him to get his shots, or whatever." They felt really guilty for not doing so.

However, my dogs only have weather-related allergys. We have had a really mild Winter here thus far. My Vet said that, we have been seeing a lot of dogs lately for this very same reason. I was almost doing the right thing for the dogs. I was giving them one Benedril and not two, like my Vet suggested. I gave them two last night before bed. They woke up this morning, with no cough. I just so happens that, I paid $40.00 for my Vet to tell me that my dogs have allergys, and gave me no medicine. He just advised me, to go and get some more Benedril. Crazy, isn't it ya'll?

ALL THAT IS OLD...

As I've said, my Son and I are repainting the kitchen. It is going very slow, because it's only me painting during the day. I didn't seem to get uch done yesterday, because of all of my other errands. The same will go for today. I have to take the dogs to the vet, they both have a cough. I also have to both refill perscriptions, and switch pharmacys. Thankfully, my Son is helping me. He's actually neater then I am, when it comes to painting. I seem to ber very sloppy. Kind of like, let's hurry and get it done.


The clean, beautiful paint, is coming along very nicely. Again, my Son keeps saying, I can't wait until it's gone. I think that, my Husband feels the same way. This is because, the kitchen is torn up. Furthermore, we are all eating on the coffee table in the living room, in front of the TV. Hey, atleast we're all together... right? Again, I will enlist the help oh my two Step-Sons this weekend. Should I not be finished that is. Never-the-less, all of the redecorating is killing me. However, all that is old, is new again. Se ya'll.