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Tuesday, 10 November 2009

  • Oh Boy! Oh Boy! Oh Boy!

    Brat forwarded an email from KP this morning about the perfume oils they have available in the Mid-east.  I knew about them from my son who had brought back a bunch of the blown glass perfume bottles they make there.  They are beautiful albeit fragile looking and I have about 16 of them.  They are all different and vary in size and design features.  Some have very fine gold wire designs, others have silver.  Some of the glass goes from a gem color to white.  They all have stoppers that fit, too.  I've always loved them and wanted to be able to fill them with some of the oils. 

    My son brought back large plastic bottles filled with various oils but he ended up giving THOSE to a gal he had met online.  I won't go into the details but the whole thing ended up being a disaster that I don't think my son is over yet although it's been several years now since the break-up.

    But...KP has leave and went to visit another city (it sounds like *guitar* )) to both see it and do some shopping.  I had just asked her to see if she could find them and price them for me.  I figured I would send her the money for and names of some of the oils I wanted and she could do that at some future date.  I've waited this long; a while longer would be no big deal. 

    The list is incredible.  I figured I would just stick to the ones I know best since she said she had enough money to front that for me.  I only sent her a list of four.  That will work for me and I am so excited about her actually getting them for me.

    Gawd, gotta love that gal.  She has such a big heart.  I hate the thought of her being in Iraq for 18 months.  I pray for her every night.  There just aren't enough good people in this world to put any in harms way without a little assist from the Big Guy.  Bless your heart, KP.  Big hugs sent your way.

    I ended up with the baby yesterday.  Turns out the Princess's plane didn't land until around 8:30pm OUR time (9:30pm Atlanta time) and she had to drive home from there after she got her car and got her luggage into it.  Johnnycakes had to get to work so he dropped her off here, clean and dressed for bed, so he could leave for work.  The poor baby was tired but knew that her mommy was going to be coming for her so she really fought hard NOT to go to sleep.  She kept crawling into my arms to be held and rocked.  I did try once to lay her down in bed but after about 10 minutes, she was up and dragging her blankey behind her. 

    We ate a few grapes and watched some TV.  She finally got up and patted my computer chair, climbed into my lap once I sat down and then told me to play a game.  I laughed at her but started playing some Mahjong.  She loves the animal shapes the puzzles are in and has gotten good at guessing which one I am working on.

    By the time the Princess got here, she was out like a light.  She woke up briefly when Mommy picked her up to carry her out to the car and gave her the sweetest, happy smile.  *Awwwww*  She then gave her a kiss and was settling back down in her arms to go back to sleep.  I let her take home *her* afghan that she kept telling me, the Beast, her mother and anyone else that was around was *hers*.  I only used it for taking a nap in my recliner and I can make another one......after I finish the one for Sheepie.

    OMG!  I just got a call from Sheepie's father asking me to send him money because their electricity has been cut off!  He's such a liar though that you just don't know if you can even trust him.  I told him that it's the wrong time of year to look to us for anything because this is when we have to pay all our property taxes AND we don't even have our SS money for the month yet.  He had the nerve to imply that he's been *taking care of Sheepie for ...get this! 15 years*.  The nerve of that SOB...he also said he has taken care of her and never asked us for anything in all this time.  I had to bite my tongue not to say to him *You bastard!  You stole her from us so don't tell me what *sacrifices* or *costs* you paid*  I told him I could send him the $10 I had in my wallet but there was no way I could get even that small amount to him in time to help him out.  He hung up on me.

    He also lied because he tried to tell me that he hadn't even talked to his family in almost 20 years (and that is such a big lie, he should go to hell just for THAT).  It was only a month or so ago he was going to move him and Sheepie *back in with his sister*.  Does he think we don't communicate with each other in this family?  Or that Sheepie doesn't tell us those things?  Ack!  I have a headache now.  I'm going to close this and take a pill to try to cut it off at the pass.

    Love you all.  Have a good day.  DON'T ANSWER THE PHONE!    J/K

  • How Come Shopping Is Always Exhausting?

    Talked to the Beast this morning as he was on his way to Renoir's house.  He does it *hands-free* via some velcro on the dashboard and the phone on speaker.  Hey, it works!  But even so he wasn't watching the road closely and ended up turning onto a ramp to a tollroad.    Just struck me as funny for some reason.

    AND....it looks like brat and I both lost our bet.  He didn't come home either day we had chosen.  If he stays the whole time he said he was going to, we will both have to be picked up off the floor in shock. 

    I HAD to finally get my butt out and do some serious shopping.  I needed to start picking up some of the basics for Thanksgiving since I hate to do that all at once.  I bought the stuff for the sweet potato casserole, the green bean casserole and the cranberry sauce.  I already have the stuff for the pumpkin pies (and the real whipped cream, too).  I found a really nice pork sirloin roast that I cut in half since the Beast and I don't eat all that much and I am the only one that really eats leftovers.  Got some really nice Idaho potatoes that I intend to bake a couple for the Beast and I one night.

    I needed to stop at Murphy's for some cigarettes and then made a stop at the liquor store for some much needed vodka.  I debated taking the groceries home before I ran to the bank to make a deposit but thought...*What the heck?*  I didn't have anything that would go bad in the short time it would take me so I went into town and did that.  Before I headed home, I decided to take a little spin around the *town*.  I found some neat little stores (Mom & Pop type) that I am definitely going to hit sometime soon.  There's even a nice woman's store of the type I loved back in Ft Lauderdale.  Good clothes, decent prices.  Okay...okay...I admit it.  I didn't just cruise by that one.   It's going to be one of the first places I stop when I have my Christmas money in hand.

    Have you started your list for Christmas shopping yet?  I did.  Some of the people on my list are easy.  My grandkids in Tennessee want money.  The type of stores they like and the things they like are not easily available here.  One they like is only in Birmingham and no way am I going to make THAT ride.  Besides, I'm not sure of their sizes OR their exact taste of the moment.  I sent for a kids laptop computer for the baby.  It's got games loaded on it to help her learn her numbers and the alphabet and lots of other good things.  It's not Leap Frog but it will do for now with her fascination with computers.  It even has a mouse that works with it.  She will have a ball.  I caught it on sale in one of my catalogs I get in the mail so it wasn't very expensive at all.

    Buttmunch has been hinting strongly and often that she would just LOVE a digital camera.  Woo hoo.....have you priced those?  OMG....even the cheaper ones are expensive.  I shall continue looking.  I know people appreciate cash but I truly love to watch them open up gifts.  I do have some ideas that should work for a couple of them so I'm happy about that.  It's the Beast that always presents me a problem.  I'm thinking maybe that new hammer tool that they are advertising on TV.  You know the one I mean.....it will hammer in nails at odd angles.  He has a problem that way anyway.  It's the reason he got the nail gun but that's for nails you want to put in straight.  I was thinking the electric hammer would be good for when he works on expanding the deck out back.  Oh well, time enough......

    After I got done shopping and got home, I still had to carry everything in that I bought...and then put it all away.  When I got done doing that, I was exhausted beyond belief.  We never really get used to that, do we?  It hardly seems fair that we do the shopping and then have to put everything away, too.  I think more mothers should train their boys to do things like that and get the husbands to help so they (the boys) don't grow up thinking it's a woman's job.  I do remember teaching my boys to cook so they wouldn't feel they *needed* a woman in order to eat.  They also learned how to do their own wash.  I tried (god knows!) to teach them about cleaning.  The Navy taught my oldest son to iron and clean thoroughly.  He's the only one not married yet.  I still have hope since he's only in his 30's now.  I know he would love to have kids of his own and a good woman to come home to every day.  I always add that little memo in my prayers.

    The weather here sucks right now and we are under a flood watch in this area.  Don't forget, we are in the foothills of some mountains.  I'm not worried about that happening around us because of the topography of this area but it does mean that some nasty weather is moving in.  My internet connection is becoming very spotty so I want to get this set to post later.  I'm waiting to hear from the Princess that she has gotten home in one piece and had a good time. 

    Love you all.  Have a great day.  See ya!

Monday, 09 November 2009

  • What Is All This Crap About 2012 Now?

    I have been watching some programs lately that all are about the Mayan's calendar stopping at December 21, 2012.  The scientists and astronomers are all saying this coincides with the earth being in the center of the Milky Way.  They are predicting that the earth's axis will shift.  Well, DUH...it's happened before they have proved.  So it's going to happen again?  It's WHAT is going to happen that they are arguing about.  It makes me remember all the crap that went on prior to the year 2000.  Remember all that?  I'm sure some religious groups were all set for the world to end and it was anti-climatic and a huge disappointment that nothing happened.

    There are government conspiracy theorists saying that governments are secreting DNA samples from thousands against the possibility of a disaster happening that might wipe out mankind.  This way they can clone a wide range of *people* to repopulate the earth when it's finally *settled down* and they can leave the underground sanctuaries that have been already built and supplied.  All I could think about was....OMG, all those kids!  ACK!  Because it would certainly mean lots and lots of babies being *born* all the time.  Honestly!  Where in the hell are they planning on getting the women to carry these *babies*?  Can you imagine being constantly pregnant and all without even the pleasures of sex?  **Will Mother 2033 please report to the lab for implantation**  Yeah, right.

    The weather people are saying that the sun will be going into an extremely active storm cycle that could be very bad.  The solar particles can affect our electrical power grids all over the world and cause an outage that could last several years.  I can see the problems with that and having to learn to make do without all our conveniences.....refrigerators, stoves, microwaves, cell phones and even land line phones...you get the picture.  It would be kind of like going back to what we like to call the *pioneer days*.    The difference will be the number of people out of work and trying to find something to do or something to barter with for supplies.  Yeah, that would definitely suck but I really think most of us could get through that time.  People have done it after natural disasters.  But horses, cattle and oxen (remember those?) would really become valuable for transportation.  Yep, even that would be affected. 

    It gives me a headache to think about some of this but, you know what?  I would rather just prepare like we did for a hurricane and stock up with foods and other things necessary to get by and then just take it a day at a time.  Why make yourself sick with worry over it?  Is that what they are trying to do with all these programs?  Make people nuts?  Push some people into suicide?  There are some people that take these things VERY seriously.  Too seriously, I think.  Prepare for the worst but hope for the best. 

    The Beast and I have stocked up on things for many years now.  In Florida, it was because of the possibility of hurricanes.  We have carried that over even here in Alabama but it's truly just a habit.  Plus, the Beast lately has worried about the economy failing.  The one thing he cannot do without is EATING.    So we stock up.  Canned food mostly and some other stuff that will last (macaroni and cheese in the box, oatmeal, sugar we put in airtight 5 gal. containers, flour also, etc.)  I would prefer to stock up on coffee but he never thinks about THAT.    I DO have a non-electric coffee pot here that we can use on our propane stove that we used for camping.  We have a nice solid house, a big lot next to us that we COULD use to bury garbage if necessary.  We have a rototiller and lots of room for a garden to grow our own stuff.  Yeah, I think we could survive better than most.  Hell, we even have fruit trees here that do produce.  We just have to worry about too much rain and any pests that we need to spray to keep off them. 

    Well, now that I have scared the crap out of you all, I want to say it was not my purpose at all.  It's just that all these doomsayers are making me nuts.  I hated it when they started it with 2000.  It's not much different now.  Just don't let it take over your life or enjoying what you have.  Life is short enough for us without all this garbage going on.  If you want, stock up on some things and then...relax.  Take things as they come.  Learn to roll with the punches, so to speak.  Take care of your health.  Tell those you love that you do as often as you can.  And enjoy..........

Sunday, 08 November 2009

  • Talk About A Bed Hog! And Prayers Requested

    I carried the baby to bed and hit the sack early since I knew she would wake up early.  What a night!  I haven't slept with anyone that was such a bedhog since her mother when SHE was young.  I kept finding myself pushed almost to the edge and I had to rouse myself to move her over three or four times during the night.  I was actually exhausted when I dragged my butt out of bed. 

    The funny thing is that I think she was, too.  After I changed her diaper and gave her a sippy cup with milk, she laid down again on the floor here in my computer room and she fell back asleep.  Truth be told, I laid down next to her and did the same thing. 

    We had a nice day together once we woke up.  SpongeBob was on the list of things she wanted on the TV and when I tried to change it just to see what else might be on, she would turn to me and tell me to *stop it!* and put on SpongeBob.  It was just so darn funny.  I started doing it just to irritate her but only for a little while.  She ate her kids meal (one of the TV dinners which shall remain nameless).  Chicken nuggets, french fries, corn and pudding with sprinkles.  She ate like a little piggy even though she had eaten a big bowl of cereal just a couple hours before.  But some days she is like that.  She's a *dipper* for those that want to know.  She actually likes my homemade honey mustard.  When the chicken nuggets were gone, she was eating it on the spoon.   She had the chocolate pudding but only ate maybe two spoons full.  Just not her *thing*.  She prefers fruit so I cut up some apple slices and she snacked on those.

    When Tara came to pick her up, she was reluctant at first to go except that she was told she could play with Chance (the baby).  He's crawling and pulling himself up on furniture these days.  They grow up so fast...! *Sigh*  She will be home tomorrow afternoon sometime when Johnnycakes picks her up.  I think by then she will be happy to sleep in her own bed.  The Princess called her this afternoon to talk to her and tell her to be good while she was gone. 

    In case you forgot, the Princess went to Florida to visit her friends that she hasn't seen in a year.  Her best friend had a baby while she was gone and he's almost a year old now.  The Princess hadn't even seen him yet.  I know she will enjoy herself for the short time she is there.  She claims she is making a trip to the beach no matter what the weather.  If it's nice weather, I am betting she will stay until she has at least a bit of tan.  She has the skin for it to be easy and that will make her happy.  She will fly back on Monday and, if she isn't back before Johnnycakes has to go to work, he will drop the baby off here for me.  She will pick her up as soon as she's back from Atlanta.

    As to the prayers I mentioned.  I have an online friend named Linda and she is married to an older man.  She has always kind of reminded me of Cinderella because of that.  Her hubby has been suffering from heart problems for quite a while.  He has six blockages to his heart and it labors badly.  Now his kidneys are failing and his doctor says that he cannot go through any surgery because of his heart.  To undergo dialysis, he would need to have the shunt for it surgically implanted.  It's a Catch-22 situation and the doctors are also worried for Linda.  She's recovered from a stroke a couple years ago and now they think the strain of dealing with all this might cause her to have another one.  I can understand that because I know how much of an emotional strain dealing with an ill or ailing husband can be.  They both could use some prayers.  If you can find it in your heart, please say a prayer for Linda and her husband.  I'm sorry but I can't remember his name right now and Linda isn't online to ask.  I'll add it in tomorrow's blog.  BTW, her hubby is 81.  She is almost 20 years younger.

    Oh, and I talked to the Beast today (Saturday) and he is still in Centralia.  He will be following his brother back up to the house in the Chicago area tomorrow (so Bratfink loses her bet).  I will probably lose mine too since he hasn't gotten to his brother, Renoir's, house to put together his new computer.  All the parts are at his house and I imagine the Beast won't get there until Monday.  If he actually stays as long as he said he would, I will faint.  It will be a first.

    Love you all.  Have a great day.  Hope you have nice weather.  It's been cold here at night but decent during the day.  It actually got all the way up to 72 after a night where it was down to 41.  Got a thought for you today.  Here it is and I want you to think about it.......


    Life is short.  Break the rules.  Forgive quickly.  Kiss slowly.  Love truly. Laugh uncontrollably....And never regret anything that made you smile..

Saturday, 07 November 2009

  • My Baby Is Here And She's Tired

    The Princess dropped off Chewlee around 7:30pm all bathed and in her jammies.  Footed ones so we don't have to worry about her kicking covers off her.  That's gonna be kinda hard anyway since she will be sleeping with me and I will be waking up to make sure she's covered, I know.  It's just the way I am.  I have always worried about people I love being cold.  Even as a kid, I would wake up during the night to check and make sure all the kids (and the current baby) were covered and warm.  I would sometimes find the baby soaking wet so I would change him/her and then wrap them in a blanket and rock them until they were warm and asleep again.  I'd change the bedding or, if I was really tired and groggy, I would throw down a towel or something underneath them so they weren't laying in a wet area.  I know.  I was weird.  When you figure the youngest one was born just 11 years after me, you kind of have a bit of a clue about my age while this was going on.  I did this for all four of the last ones....time differences between 6-11 years.

    The baby pronounced herself hungry although the Princess said she had eaten.  I fed her some cereal (she said she wanted some with milk) and she ate it all.  I admit I didn't fill up the bowl but it was a respectable amount.  She then just wanted to watch Spongebob in my computer room even though I had it on already on the BIG TV in the living room.  She grabbed my hand to drag me into what I know she thinks of as *our* place. 

    I knew she was tired because she just wanted to sit in my lap with her blankey and be rocked.  I finally put her down in the recliner because every time I headed towards the bedroom, she woke up and cried.  Separation anxiety?  Not sure but she also might have thought that *Papa* was asleep in there because she was saying *shhhh* as she grabbed my hand after she finished eating.  I'll take her in with me a little later.  I'm going to have to go to bed at a decent time because she will be up early.  I already have MY jammies on so there won't be any fumbling or noises.

    She's sound asleep as I write this.  It's so cute.  Aren't they all adorable when they are asleep?  Makes you want to preserve that sight for all time in both your heart and mind.  You KNOW that they will eventually become.....*shudder*.... teenagers!   There!  I said it...that awful word.  Worse when it's a girl and you are talking hormones.   But c'est la vie!  Time waits for no one.

    Was a quiet day here today and I was glad.  I got a bit more done, made some phone calls that the Beast wanted me to make while he was gone and cleaned up my room a bit more.  I didn't want anything harmful in the baby's reach and I had my sewing boxes down on the craft table.  Lots of needles, pins, scissors and other sharp things in there.  Dust mopped the floor one last time since I kept feeling things with my feet that I couldn't see.  I wanted to make sure I wasn't imagining it.  I was totally shocked to see the pile of hair from the dog that I was STILL picking up all over the place.  Sheesh.  If the dog wasn't so temperature sensitive, I swear, I would shave him naked.    Wouldn't that take away from his fierce appearance?  A naked Doberman.  ROFLMAO

    Since the day was quiet, I really don't have a lot to report.  So I will wrap this up and just say *love you all*, *have a great day* and have a few laughs.  I'll let you know how the day goes tomorrow.  Chewlee and I will be watching SyFy if its any good.  Fat chance but I can always hope.

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