YOUR ASS IS SO COUNTED!!!

Heheh - I still haven't figured out how to get pics on this puppy yet - but I got myself a fancy counter! I don't really need one, but hey - it's all about the fact that I figured out how to do it.

It actually wasn't hard. I went to http://www.sitemeter.com/ and didn't even need to type in code. They make it pretty painless for the blogger folk.


GOOD TIMES TODAY!

I had a completely bitchin day! I ended up not having to close at the last moment (YAY!!!), it was super busy at work = major sales (YAY!!!), my replacement patio chairs came in - and those sweet bastards sent the complete chairs - instead of just the bases. Now I can have 8 patio chairs. Seriously - I don't even have 8 people that have ever been out to our house. I always go into town to hang and visit. Who needs to come out her, get an ass full of cat hair from sitting on our furniture anyway? Not to mention a half chewed mouse that could be lying in wait, soggy and clammy - around the next bend. At to end the party - getting stuck in the mud on your trek back to the city. Fun Times. Fun Times.


TRASHIN THE BEOOOOTCHES AT THE BIG BROTHER HOUSE

Will, buddy - did you see that semi that mowed you down dude?! Look out! Yokel bitch from hell at the wheel! I knew those twins would be trouble. Those strawberry blonde red heads are always a handful and a half. I can't believe fly-under-the-wire-make-no-contribution Marvin stayed in. I know the guys were trying to make it out as a "take out the minority" thing, but we're all pretty convinced around here that marvin is actually gay... so I think he'd a bin the better bet if that was what they were after.

I really likes Adia too. Now, I think she's pretty two faced. I was hoping she was a more straight forward, black and white type. Well. I guess not. Loved the playbacks of her overpromising Marvin and Will. Hardy Har Har. You so did talk all that smack girlfriend! I bet her sister wants to absolutely strangle her right now. I'm telling you - the absolute most hilarious thing would be if those two sisters were stuck in that house together for the whole show. Hee Hoo! That would be some solid entertainment. The only thing more fun would be if The Rock got sentenced onto the show. That would be purely for my own sick enjoyment. Gotta love the Rocky eye candy.

MMMmmmm I love pancakes....





EMAIL INEPTITUDE

I have to get this off my chest.

I am a complete email dork.

We are missing our whole complement of HR admin team at work due to holidays. (Don't ask. You'd think a store GM would be in charge and veto that shit!) Anyway...due to our receiver being a grouchy, alcoholic, passive aggressive bastard who quit with no notice (saw that one coming!). I had to send out a job posting to all the HR managers and GM's at the other stores. Three attempts, and still - I didn't send this stupid email off properly. First: I forgot to attach the posting to the email. Next: I forgot to change the contact info on the bottom of the attachment. Then: ....I fuck up the attachment and put the position closing date as sometime back in September 2003. WHAT THE HELL IS THAT?! People are going to start thinking I'm drinking something other than water at work. Yikes!


PLAYIN' WITH DA BEAZ

It was sooo damn gorgeous out today. J and I picked up some subs, came home, popped open our pop-up-screen-room thingy and hung out in the 'yard' (We're on 3 acres, it's more like a city block) with the Beaz and CharlieCharlie (He's our black and white Holstein cat). We put the cat on the dogs leash, and let the Beaz run free. How backwards is that? People driving by, not to mention my farmer in laws must think we are nuts!

Poor Beaz was gettin feasted on by the 'squitos. Then she decided she would try and plow through the screen tent. Better than a trip to the movies man. It was entertaining to watch the dumb cat do laps around yard on the leash too. It's about 40 ft. long - so that's a ton of laps for a lazy indoor cat. I honestly think the spacey bastard got 'lost'. Even though he was in plain site of the front door. That would explain the leash to you now hey?

I batted some balls to the Beaz, until she was too exhausted to walk anymore. I like to use the bat. I need to use the bat. When you see someone throw like a girl - I am the one they are being compared to. Infact, some would say I throw like a 5 year old girl.

Hey, I'm okay with it. Who needs a pitchin arm when they got a big ass bat?

Time to eat some chips and dip, and work on inserting the picture thing again.

Ciao!

L2

AFTER THAT IT WAS LIKE RIDING IN A CADILLAC...

We got our loaner vehicle yesterday - AND IT ROCKS!

J picked it up from the rental place and brought it by my store so I could have a look. I had trouble picking it out of all the cars in the lot - it just looked too damn sporty.

We get to drive around a loaded 2004 trailblazer for the next bit. WOO HOO!

I have been driving our farm truck back and forth. This is the vehicle that the guys at Big J's work term the 'Lubicon Love Wagon'. Truly one of the nastiest old trucks. With the cracked windshield, rust everywhere...It's a wreck. Not to mention, the seatbelts are going to decapitate me if I have another accident! There's a bunch of burnt out bulbs in the dash. Man, I can't even see what speed I am going at night, and to top that one off - the speedometer is totally off!

What a Disaster!


Hopefully I'll still have it when I go out of town to visit the family. I'll put Cor and Vivi in the back seat and cruise away!

(THERE'S 3 FREAKIN' ROWS - AND IT'S NOT EVEN A MINIVAN!!!)

(THE RADIO SEARCHES FOR TRAFFIC, AND CAN TELL YOU THE NAME OF WHAT SONG YOU ARE LISTENING TO. FANFREAKINTASTIC!)


Gotta do the early tomorrow.

Ciao!

OH, THAT'S JUST GRRREAT!!!

FRIDAY

What a super day I had Friday. Very exciting stuff. Planned to carpool into the city with Big J, remembered I had an ultrasound booked midday just as we were going out the door. Had to rearrange plans and drive myself in. Sped like a mad cat down the gravel road. Slowed down once I reached the highway, and did the speed limit with the traffic. Stupid Ass decides to turn left off the single lane highway at uncrontrolled intersection. No blinker, doesn't give the guy behind him warning. Guy behind angles out and avoids banging him. But he doesn't get far enough out of the way, and I end up hitting that dude.

First Accident.

Mother Fucker.

Obviously had a shitty day. Don't want to get into it too far. It was filled with anxiety attacks and people who were otherwise oblogated in their lives, and I ended up alone at the Dr.'s. You know what, I just have to say it. I would and have dropped everything for everyone else to ensure they are taken care of and not left alone in their time of need. I didn't rate that high though, and was just feeling a little cheated by the family members that day. I'll leave it at that. Nice to be able to blog what you can't say out loud to your loved ones.

We'll find out how bad things are with the car. Like I really needed to be costing us more money. Fabulous.

I'm okay. Had some swelling in my hands and feet. My neck hurts off and on. Mostly after sleeping. Doesn't seem that bad right now. Hope it won't get that bad wither..

We were supposed to go camping Friday, and boy did I fuck that all up.

I have to say, Big J was just awesome when he got the news. I do believe the black hearted bastard was close to being moved to tears when he arrived on the scene. He hasn't gave me too hard a time about the money aspect either.


SATURDAY

Went to my dads for lunch on Saturday. Was really nice. We watched 'Master and Commander' on his new projection TV. Very nice set up.

It was his birthday on Thursday. I never know what to get him. He has everything and anything he wants. My sister came up with the idea to give him money towards his 'Guatamala' trips. I told her that was a good idea, and Jer and I would do that to.

Just to put it out there...we have no money and are now dealing with raising insurance and a deductable.

I thought the money was a great idea. I used to donate school supplies from my work, but can't do that anymore - don't work at the office supplies place. The donation was really important to me. We waited and waited but Cor never made any move to give him the card with the cash as she had said. So, as we were leaving J and I decided to give him our contribution and I explained what it was for. Then my sister chips in like it's from her too! Oh yeah, we decided to do that for you. Still hasn't whipped out no cash or card of her own.... Not the first time she's done this. I'll have to tell her again how much that annoys me. Put up your own or say nothing. Don't act like it came from your own pocket though. That so obnoxiously rude!

(Sorry Cor if you read this, I love you - but it drives me absolutely bananas. Love you lot's though. Had to blog it and get it off my chest.)

TODAY

I talked Big J into going swimming today! We had a good time. It really made my neck feel alot better. J can't swim. He was pretty reluctant to go. He practiced floating, and was really doing better at swimming and floating by the end. It was awesome to float around and hang out with him. We looked like a couple gooey eyed teenagers.

On a disgusting note, there was a total pedaphile at the pool! Stuck out like a sore thumb, he kept grinning at the little kids and the girls at the pool. And I think my cleavage was entertaining him also. (Damn the new bathing suit!) J and I just kept trying to get out of his line of site. I think he finally got his thrill and left the pool. Just gross. gross. gross. gross. Don't be going to the pool to pull your pud you old wanker!!! Surf the net like the rest of your kind. No need to share you fluids with the rest of the flock.

Do you think there is a pysch term for this kind of pool lovin' wanker? I'll have to ask Nic.

Then we went to the lake for some food and I played the NTN.

I think the whole weekend pretty much beat the camping idea hands down - despite how it started.

Happy Blizzard Day!!!

ICE CREAM

DQ had their annual 'Blizzard Day' today. Proceeds go to the Children's hospital. Guess what I had? Guess? A Brownie Batter Blizzard - all batter, no brownie. IT WAS SOOOO DAMN GOOD! No family planning tonight - this chick is satisfied! ;)

WORK

Had a big visit from a VP for hardlines at work today. Great guy, had a sense of humour and was the first person in my company to give solid answers. Right on.


THE BEAZ

I'm worried about the Beaz. Her bottom lip has been swollen over the last week or so. Now it is so swollen, and it is bleeding. Gonna have to take her to the Vet. I have no clue what to put on a dog's lip. Maybe straight Vitamin E? She'll just lick it off though, I think she might need antibiotics.

THE VIVI

Went out with Cor, Vivi and Crystal for lunch today. Vivi was giving the whole restaurant a hard time. She was just a complete crank meister. Cor says she is trying to get her to calm herself at home, but Kerry won't hear nothing of it. Crystal and I figure that will stop once he actually had to take care of her for an hour or two! Time to share the parenting I think...


BIG BROTHER UPDATE...

Adria won HOH, Jase (you total fake dog. Having fun. Hmmm at the expense of others and being a total obnoxious ass. Not even entertaining. Dr. Will you are not).

Wanted Will to win it. I don't even think he's trying! Think things should get interesting now. Watching all the nicey people squirm, having to start playing against each other. Woo Hoo. Now the fun should start. Oh, and an observation - Drew is spineless. It's okay to be a bad liar. I respect that. But dude, stand up for yourself when you are challenged on things that you are open about. Get some back bone boy. I have bigger balls than you and I am a girl.

BOOKS

I am reading 'Solomon Gursky Was Here', by Mordecai Richler. It's good. I wanted to start reading some of the new books, but I'm sticking with this one.


A MASCOT GETS HIS JUST DESERTS...

On the CSI re-run today, a mascot got ran down by a vehicle. I didn't watch the show, but Big J says it's about some group that dresses up in animal mascot suits and has orgies, pretending they are that animal. SEE WHY MASCOTS FREAK ME OUT? THERE ARE SICK BASTARDS IN THOSE SUITS! I'll just never get over Chucky Cheese grabbing my ass.


Ciao!

Gettin Freaky with the Subservient Chicken

More stream of consciousness writing.... Like it, love it or lump it. It's all about me, so I don't care!


Okay, I am so creeped out! I was surfing blogs and came across a website www.subservientchicken.com. There is a dude there dressed like a chicken that does what you type in! I made him sit. Then called in Jer (I was too freaked out to be alone with the mascot dude!) , who was so stymied by what he saw that he refused to type in a command. I wanted to keep playing and figure out if it was live, but I am the bigger chicken and ran away! Well, so to speak. I closed the browser. I mean, who hangs out in their house waiting for voyeuristic people to come and demand you do shit in your chicken costume? Additionally, I know for a fact that only complete whack jobs don mascot costumes. They are just clown wannabes without the talent to put on their own clown-freak make-up!

Soooo, of course I emailed the website to all my friends and loved ones. Hey, if I am freakin out - they hafta too!


BIG BROTHER NEWS.... DA DA DAAAAA...

Yes, I finally got to watch my show. Jeremy tried to convince me that it was cancelled due to a lack of viewership last week (hahaha - you are such an evil bastard) - yeah one of their two fans wasn't watching.

So, I love the twins. Two chicks with big balls. They remind me of my relationship with my sister. Those girls got each other backs! I'm sure we'll see them bicker with each other eventually. But you know no one else will get away with it. Sisters rock!!!

I still want Will to win though. He's a good player. Kinda under the wire, but not. He's no 'cowboy', agreeing to everything and slinking around on other people coat tails. And I love the secret side alliance with him and Karen! He needs to stay in the whole time. He's sooo funny in the diary room!


My prediction for Thursday? Well Jase is going down. Yeah come in all cocky, condescending and threatnin' everyone. Great strategy you got going down Sparky! He's not even interesting, just annoying. Swat, swat. Shooo fly!



WORK

Just another crazy day at the zoo. Had a new hire. Couldn't find the key to open the bay door for the live truck unload. Couldn't get the new hire in the system. No HR manager to help. Had to call my girl 'Peppy' to give me a hand. She is so damn sweet. She helped me while she was gulping down her lunch. Would have never got the damn thing figured out with out her!

Things just went crazy for awhile....then Markus came, then we did the conference call. Then we tried to set up our aisle merchandising. Then we realized there's not enough good product to stack out, but there's a pile of crap we got that ain't selling. Then I wistfully peeked out at the Costco and wished I was a measly cashier.... the bliss of it.

I was supposed to do a schedule this weekend, or tonight. I just couldn't bring myself to do it. I just hate it so intensely! Now that we have this nightcrew, I have fewer hours for the sales floor, and between complaining that there is no coverage, the boss keeps saying he wants to bring a waste of skin individual onto the night crew. Puhlease! Anyway - I don't care. I'm just a girl trying to go do an honest days work and get pregnant. But not at work. There's beds there, but there's pins in them.

I'm bad. Yeah, yeah.


Well, I hear a Sealy Posturepedic calling me to bed. Time to get my groove on. I could stay up and do a schedule, but I can't resist the lure of the pillow!

That and Jer is waiting for me. He's like some blogger widower. Poor boy.

Gotta keep him happy, who will build decks and cut the damn grass if he's not around? Plus it would be really uncomfortable living here while he moves back into his parents basement across the driveway.


Ciao!

Disclaimer: I am not responsible for the nightmares that may result once subjected to the subservient chicken. Your will, as always, is your own.

Web Site of Interest...

I just wanted y'all to know where I am going for my dream vacation when I win the lottery...

http://www.wildwadi.com

The mother of all waterparks. Too Fun.

wHAcK jOb BlOgGeR sTrIkEs AgAiN!!!

Busy day today. Played with the Beaze, went swimming with Cor and Vivi,
GOT MY HAIR CUT, shopped, tried fresh made veggie juice, popped into the old office supply store place of employment and came home and played with the Beaze. Big J watched.

Heyyyy - did I mention that I got my hair cut?!?!?!?!

It's cute. It's dammnnnnnnnnnnn cute hair. It's even better that the cut I got four cuts ago. You know, the cute flippy cut Darcy gave me. I can't even contain myself - I'm so happy to have cute hair again!

Who's got cute hair? Who's got cute hair? I got cute hair. La-la la la laaa, La-la la la laaa!

(Seriously, I am not on medication. This is actually my therapy. I have to contain all this on a normal basis, so I just gotta bust it out here and be free.)

Thank God I finally managed to get in somewhere for a cut, cuz girlfriend is going camping with some peeps next weekend. There will be children. No one needs the nightmares that resulted from the Tofino tenting-mop. That hair was a disaster.

Seriously - I kid you not. It freaked people out. I used to have a website. I posted some pictures from the Tofino camping trip on it. People from my work were so horrified that they altered the pic with "I'll get you my pretty!" on it and posted it at work. It even freightened all the truckers. Scarey stuff kids.

If I ever figure out the photo thing - I'll put it on. Then you won't think 'Signs' was so scarey ass freightening.


I would post a picture, truly I would. Only - I am HTML challenged and can't figure out this "Hello" / Blogger do-dad program. I think I do it right, I even read the destructions, it says 'the picture is sent'. Then presto - it's not there! Somewhere out there is some crazy hairy balding wannabe studmeister just freakin out. Why? Cuz pictures of my Vivi keep popping up on his 'homage to porn babes' blog. Sorry Viv! I didn't mean to send your pics to the Picasa black hole! Forgive Auntie.




Whatelse...


Bathing Suits

Wore the new bathing suit today. Very nice to swim in. When you got 'guns' as J would say, the straps are pretty important. They gotta support the girls. Not that I would know from experience or anything....but bad things happen at wave pools when your straps aren't up to the job. Full. On. Booby.

(Usually, the City of Cal. tries to keep these places PG, so I am happy the bathing suit is up to snuff. )



Reality TV

You know, it's been so long now that I have seen Big Brother. I think I am having tremors. I am ready to run out to the TV and watch any old reality crap that comes along. I would even watch the comic one ( I have some low reality standards - but that one is crap!).

I actually watched the Amish one yesterday. It was pretty interesting. All kinds of people acutally publicly admit to watching that one. I hadn't seen it. Cool concept. Glad I'm not one of those Amish kids. I would be the one who gets loose from the flock and goes all wrong, right away. Like a block away from the compound or whatever. The whole year away would never be televised on anything other than Jerry Springer.

Good for those kids though. Come to think of it, there's nothing really to lose is there? NO ONE BACK HOME WATCHES TV! Heheheh. Fun!


Musing...

I was reading about one of the Amish girls saying that she had been dating one of the Amish boys on the show. Then she caught him with "A really ugly ass Amish girl" (her words) and she ditched him. I thought that was interesting. I never really thought of Amish people in the context of Ugly vs. Bodacious. I didn't really think they did either. I mean - how unchristian is that? I thought they were totally against being judgemental...isn't that the point of dressing all the women in their potato sacks? With the hat thing and no make up? Weird. Just a thought that occurred to me. It happens sometimes.



Pillows

Hey - I have to mention my Beauteous pillow I bought yesterday. Everyone needs to run out to their nearest Home Decor store and buy a Sealy posturepedic 'gussetted' pillow. GO! RIGHT NOW! RUN FOREST RUN!!!!!!! You will never know how truly wonderful sleep can be until you do it. Do cheap out and buy the orange label one. You have to get the gusseted one, it keeps your neck aligned.

I used to think my pictures and the safe were the prized possessions I would not flee my house without in a fire. Changed my mind. This pillow - it rocked my world.

I am soooooo going to Sealy's site to send them some feedback on their little fluff ball of joy. Then I am going to drink tea, work on some family planning and go to sleep.


Ciao!

Hey Cor - thanks for the email. I loved when you called me the Whack Job Blogger. I gotta get me the T-shirt for that one. Heehee.

Disclaimer - the pop up windows still are not working. Therefore, I can't spell check. I am not responsible nor liable for your exposure to poorly 'spelt' words. ;)

TURN ME OVER - I AM SOOOO DONE

Ugh. Big day. I am exhausted!!! Worked like a dog today. (The Customer Appreciation event was busy!!!) I was so late getting out of the darn store, Cor and Vivi had been waiting for half an hour.

We three girls went out and went bathing suit shopping. I actually found some cute stuff! After that Big J and I went and did some groceries. I was Jonesin' for Peppercorn Ranch dressing. Had to have it!

With work, shopping and groceries - I am damn near walked my feet off today. Too bad it wasn't my ass.

Very tired. Need to go ta bed.


You know what else - I forgot to watch Big Brother today!!! J didn't tape it either. Motherfucker.

I am so sad. I have to rely on J to plan out and or record all my TV viewing. I'm not used to revolving around the TV. I just don't have that gene. I seem to like having control of the remote when I do watch though.

L2.

Girlfriend Has Drama, Trauma...And Finally - Sweet Relief!

Well, I had a very eventful day! We are in customer appreciation day mode at work - and there was lot's of prep. Started at 7. As much as I detest the early shift, it was nice not to be closing! Two in a row was nasty.



The Drama

It all started when I was paged to pick up a call today. It was very bizarre. A lady was on the phone asking if I had heard about the incident with 'the lady with the cart' yet. I had not and told her so... She assured me that I would. The she started telling me that she had her toddler in the cart and it was unstable and had fell on her. At that moment, she was out in the parking lot waiting for her husband to come pick her up. She instructed me to come and get this cart right away... As she began speaking, she started to cry until she was in full out choking-out-the-words sob mode. I had absolutely no clue what this was all about. I was stunned by this lady bawling in my ear. I was pretty confident every associate in the store would have been talking about a customer being crushed with a cart - this is the kind of dramatic action they thrive on!!! But things were wayyyyy too calm on the home decor front for this to have actually occurred. I'm a suspicious person by nature, so the thought crossed my mind that she was trying to scam us. I rushed outside to check the situation out - and there was not a sole seeking the application of my crappy first aid skills. (Gee Whiz Darn. That course is still a waste of time and attention span!)

So - now I am suspicious....(when I worked for Staples - I had an associate who's favorite pastime was to call and prank me. Bad bad associates!)

So, eventually the lady calls back. We determine that she is in another part of town, shopping at another banner that our company owns. Expecting after the exchange that she got it, and I was far, far away - I was surprised when she again insisted that I come outside and get the cart that maimed her. Finally it dawned on me that this poor lady was still in shock, and decided to call the store on her behalf. And I told her to make sure she filled out an incident report with loss prevention just in case. Couldn't help it. The advocate in me busted loose.

Strange call though...Glad it wasn't my store.

Yummmm, bought caramel popcorn today from Kernels. It is totally delish.



The Trauma

Okay, so I closed last night right? And it was Thursday. And customers didn't want to leave the store. So I was very delayed getting home. And Big Brother was on LIVE. And And And - Big J FORGOT TO FREAKIN' TAPE IT.
I am totally distraught! I found out today that it was the night they revealed the BIG TWIST!!! And that lippy poser Scott got voted off!!! And he was completely freaking out about it!!! And that loser Jase totally lost it on Adria!!! And the Freaky green haired tom boy won HOH!!! The horror of missing it all!!!

(GRRRRRRR!!!!! Sometimes husbands need to be thoroughly spanked!
I told him I was going to divorce him over it, but he was far too gleeful...Hmmm.)

Now I desperately need to find someone who has the tape!!!
For the record - I want Will to win. He is one funny motherfucker!



SWEEEET RELIEF

I have been bookless for the last few weeks (that's how I ended up getting involved in this blog thing in the first place). Today I FINALLY I got my jonesin' self to the Chapters and bought my quarterly armload of books. Luckily I had a gift card left over from a b'day or xmas - cuz this trip came to 80 smackeroos!!! That pretty typical though. This time I had found a bunch of my fave authors on discount - always helps. Big J however, COMPLETELY lost his mind and bought a $27 book! (He's usually a pretty big tight wad. Obviously this was a case of temporary insanity!)

We got some really cool books though. He found a book on essays based on the Matrix trilogy. He also picked up Plato's 'Republic'. I always wanted to read it, as it is referred to in most of the books on Ceasar. I also found a new spy author to try out, and a really thick book that is historically based on two people growing up in Victorian London. Now - I hesitated on buying this one. It looks serious. Taking a peek into the pages, it looked like work of the historical fiction type...However I have been duped before. Where there is Victorian themes, there can be lurking skanky porn tales in between what it otherwise a decent story. We'll see how it goes! I also found a hardcover book by Colleen McCullough (Ceasar's Women). It's called the October Horse and chronicles the period of Ceasar and Cleopatra. VERY EXCITING. MY BEST FIND OF THE TRIP. THIS MAKES ME EXTREMELY GLEEFUL!!! Let's see...What else? Oh, and a new book from a series I've been reading for the past few years...WEB Griffin, Badge of honor series.

I love the Chapters expeditions. THEY JUST ROCK MY WORLD!

Corie:
Also exciting - bought hair product after my brow wax. Aveda product. My fave. Just pay for it with your first born child. I got something new - cherry bark conditioner.


I'm a total geek. I know it. My love of books and reality TV = major sickness.


Even thought the end was so stellar, it still doesn't make up for 'Big Brother Gate'.

Time to suck back my own advice - Build a Bridge.

Scheduling Sucks and Stop Your Damn Barking!

Working the evening shift today - :(


Decided to leave a quick note before work this time.

The neighbours are out trimming their hedge and let me tell you - The Beaz is pretty ticked off about the whole ordeal. I hauled my butt out of bed early today so I could hammer out a schedule for the sales staff - only to be seranded by "Bark,bark,bark, barkedy, bark, bark" for over an hour. Very pleasant stuff.

I really hate scheduling. I am sooooo bad at it. My A.D.D. kicks in, and the next thing you know - people are being scheduled to come in at 9:00 on a Sunday (Even though we open hours later). It's just too monotonous for me.

Knowing I have this fault, I always have the HR manager look it over before it gets posted. And still there's mistakes! (She's obviously as bad as I am).However - it's probably the most important part of the job. Putting the people in the right place at the right time and all that crap. Secretly - I think everyone who does it hates it. They won't admit it - but it's there. Hidden in our bleak little manager hearts.

I can't wait to have a job where I don't have to plan peoples lives for them. Oh the blissfullness of just following someone else's schedule. It's just this far off little dream I have...

If only Big J could keep me in the style I'm accustomed too. Big decks, Big Hair, Big Beaz+1* (our dream is two dogs - but not two man eatin' ones from Forest Lawn. No one wants that) no managing and lot's and lot's of babies. Oh the sheer fantasy of it.

Having serious issues with the new email. I still can't send anything out. Things I think went out aren't getting there. There's a big black email hole out there. I suspect it has a bunch of my missing socks in it too. Supposedly - high speed was to be this miracle that was going to improve our lives. I am so frustrated. Why does it work one day out of 5? why? Why?!WHY?!?!?

Big J: better get on it crab ass. You're gonna have a cranky wife on your hands!

Well, I am off to the high preassure world of home decor. Have a fun day folks! Let's hope I get a decaf coffee today.

eViL TiM hOrToN's GiRl - TrIeS tO sLiNg A sIsTeR a HaLf CaFf!!!

Okay - I know. Drinking decaf coffee is freaky. What's the point right? Why spend money of some phoney baloney coffee? What a waste. It's like hanging out at the freakin' smoke doors and not inhaling (I've done that too!).

Here's the deal. There's a point. A very large point - to drinking decaf. One reason would be that coffee is YUMMY. The other reason would be that Tim Horton's is obviously lacing their coffee with crack cocaine. (Just kidding - don't be breaking out the urban legend-chainmail-hoax emails to all your friends!) Seriously though, I crave Tim's coffee and need my daily fix. Sometimes my throughout-the-daily fix. It's warm, and soothing and the act of sipping it is relaxing, like meditation if you will.

I have a thyroid condition that tends to make my heart zippy. For this reason alone, I am forced to drink the decaf coffee.

Tonight, the girl at the Timmy's drive through tried to ensure I had a really entertaining and sleepless evening, followed by a work day of delerium tommorrow (due to the lack of sleep). I ordered a decaf at the drive thru.

This is always risky in the evening, because this location is pretty quiet at night. Usually, it results in a somewhat skanky decafinated beverage.

When I got to the window, I observed the she devil pouring the drebs of the decaf pot into my cup. She then placed her back to the window, and reached for a regular to top up the cup. THE SHEER NERVE! She did a little side glance at the window, and walked over to place the cup infront of me. What Ever! Then when I called her on it and refused to her toxic slime, she just shrugged. My 'manager' side shuddered. I told her I would wait for a fresh pot - then the little brain surgeon told me to drive around again...although there was no one behind me. Hmmmmm....

Yeah. Because I would love to give you the opportunity to spit in my beverage. NOT!!!

They wrecked coffee for me. You bastards.

Corie: Now you know - I had to write a letter about this one!

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Tornado Watch '04 and Swimming with the Vivi Monster

Well, we are watching the clouds build up - and they are ominous! Big black scary suckers. I warned Corie - I'm sure she went straight home and loaded herself into her 'bomb shelter'. She was by herself during the last big storm and it really freaked the girl out. Big J is outside right now taking palets apart. Oblivious to the impending tornado. He's on a mission to make 'batter boards'. Whatever they are. They are required for the fancy schmancy deck though - so I should be grateful.

I'll have to haul him in if it starts with the baseball hail - don't want a concussed husband.

Neglected the Beaz today. Fed the girl some of her cookies on my way out. She just wanted to laze around in the shade today anyway - no great loss.

Today I spent my day off swimming with the Vivi monster at the wave pool. Corie bought a special swim diaper for her that allows pee out, but keeps poo in. Too bad we didn't think about that when we got something to eat at the commissary. That little devil peed all over the both of us! The wave pool was lots of fun. Lots and lots of parentless children there though...

Time to devote myself to Big Brother - can't miss the veto meeting!

Ciao!

I wonder how much they are going to raise the gas prices this time...

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Arocat's first Blogilicious Blog...A tale about a Brownie Batter Blizzard

My first blog - Wheeeeee!

As much as I detest that hideous DQ commercial with the guy getting his tongue stuck in the blender.... I couldn't resist it. I have had a horrible week trying to resist the temptation to add onto my ass size. The chocolatey batter just sounded too intriguing and I had to sample this silky, cool ice creamy treat. Big J was no help. He's supposed to be helping me 'watch my ass'. Instead he was in like Flynn, and racing us towards the DQ. It was quite yummy - I wish I had asked for it minus the tasteless Brownie chunks though. (Big J insists this would just be chocolate ice cream, but I beg to differ!)

As per usual, I was done 5 spoonfuls in, and stuck with 3/4 of the cup left to eat. Ah well, c'est la vie. Hopefully I can stick to the salad-for-dinner-diet this week!

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