Sunday, December 31, 2006

State of Disaster

Yes, it's true. Our governer has declared our city a "state of disaster." The National Guard is on standby. We've been stuck at home since Friday without cable, without internet! We did not lose our electricity though. The trash finally got picked up today. It's been a little crazy for us New Mexicans. Usually in Albuquerque anyway, we just wait a few hours and everything gets cleared up. We have about 363 days of sunshine. So to say we aren't used to 4 feet of snow is a bit of an understatement.
The kids and I are all hopped up on hot chocolate, Christmas cookies, ice cream, fudge, and popcorn.
Just to give you some idea of the kind of record snowfall we've experienced. Here is a picture of our BBQ grill. It was used for our dinner the night before!
I hope everyone has a safe and happy New Year and I hope I get out of this house soon and to the mall or else!
Happy New Year!
Also, the 49ers kicked the Broncos butt!

Wednesday, December 27, 2006

cansado y irritable

Christmas 2006. Sucked @$$. The kids had fun and liked their gifts so I guess that’s all that counts.
I’m all about lists. I like them because they help me gain perspective. They keep me organized. They help me look at things honestly. They help me realize that nothing can be gained from tying someone’s hands to the bed post and covering their mouth and nose with my bare hand until they cry blood. No. They help me see the consequences outweigh the benefits. Anyway, here’s a few that I’ve been working on.

Things my husband and I have in common:
1. we’re humans
2. we breathe air
3. we drive cars
4. we both sleep
5. we live in the same house

Things that are going to drive me to commit some kind of act that is
generally frowned upon by society:
1. people who don’t use their blinkers!
2. being lied to
3. being let down by my best friend,
over & over, & over again
4. broken promises
5. being neglected
6. being treated like I’m always wrong when
clearly the world would be a better place if
people would just realize that I’m always

Things I need to STOP eating:
1. my mom’s better than sex fudge!
2. homemade apple pie
3. my mom’s chocolate chip cookies
4. my mom’s divinity, made w/o nuts-just for me!
5. deviled eggs
6. meltaway mints

My To Do List:
1. clean out clothes & shoes
2. clean out garage
3. finish the great “Purse Display” project
4. paint walls
5. purge, purge, and more purging
6. take purged items to charity or back to his mother

Good things the Hubbs does:
1. he cleans the house
2. he makes dinner
3. he can iron his own clothes
4. he is a good dad
5. he makes the bed
6. he works
7. he changes the oil in my Jeep
8. he makes the payments on my Jeep
9. he showers
10. he takes me on vacation
11. he says thank you when I make his coffee

New Year’s Resolutions:
1. find a church for my family and then go
2. play with the kids more
3. clean house from top to bottom, inside & out
4. do things for myself again
5. try to eat better & drink more water(blah, blah, blah)
6. read through the Bible
7. cultivate friendships
8. become a roller derby girl or a pussycat doll

song of the day: “Smack that” by Akon

Thursday, December 21, 2006



1. Schizophrenia --- Do You Hear What I Hear?
2. Multiple Personality Disorder --- We Three Kings Disoriented Are
3. Dementia --- I Think I'll be Home for Christmas
4. Narcissistic --- Hark the Herald Angels Sing About Me
5. Manic - Deck the Halls and Walls and House and Lawn and Streets and
Stores and Office and Town and Cars and Buses and Trucks and Trees and.....
6. Paranoid --- Santa Claus is Coming to Town to Get Me
7. Borderline Personality Disorder --- Thoughts of Roasting on an Open
8. Personality Disorder --- You Better Watch Out, I'm Gonna Cry, I'm
Gonna Pout, Maybe I'll Tell You Why
9. Attention Deficit Disorder --- Silent night, Holy oooh look at the
Froggy - can I have a chocolate, why is France so far away?
10. Obsessive Compulsive Disorder --- Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle
Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle
Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells,
Jingle,Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells,
Jingle Bells , Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle
Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle
Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells,
Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells,

Tuesday, December 19, 2006


Baby, it's cold outside

This is the view from our front porch:

Monday, December 18, 2006

Is your name Earl?

To the "ladies," and I use that term very loosely, at the mall on Saturday, in the maroon extended cab Chevy pick up-"you reap what you sow."

Thursday, December 14, 2006

Words to add to your vocabulary

1. Coffee (n.), the person upon whom one coughs.

2. Flabbergasted (adj.), appalled over how much weight you have gained.

3. Abdicate (v.), to give up all hope of ever having a flat stomach.

4. Esplanade (v.), to attempt an explanation while drunk.

5. Willy-nilly (adj.), impotent.

6. Negligent (adj.), describes a condition in which you absentmindedly answer the door in your nightgown.

7. Lymph (v.), to walk with a lisp.

8. Gargoyle (n.), olive-flavored mouthwash.

9. Flatulence (n.) emergency vehicle that picks you up after you are run over by a steamroller.

10. Balderdash (n.), a rapidly receding hairline.

11. Testicle (n.), a humorous question on an exam.

12. Rectitude (n.), the formal, dignified bearing adopted by proctologists.

13. Pokemon (n), a Rastafarian proctologist.

14. Oyster (n.), a person who sprinkles his conversation with Yiddishisms.

15. Frisbeetarianism (n.), (back by popular demand): The belief that, when you die, your Soul flies up onto the roof and gets stuck there.

16. Circumvent (n.), an opening in the front of boxer shorts worn by Jewish men.
The Washington Post's Style Invitational also asked readers to take any word from the dictionary, alter it by adding, subtracting, or changing one letter, and supply a new definition.
Here are this year's winners:

1. Bozone (n.): The substance surrounding stupid people that stops bright ideas from penetrating. The bozone layer, unfortunately, shows little sign of breaking down in the near future.

2. Foreploy (v): Any misrepresentation about yourself for the purpose of getting laid.

3. Cashtration (n.): The act of buying a house, which renders the subject financially impotent for an indefinite period.

4. Giraffiti (n): Vandalism spray-painted very,very high.

5. Sarchasm (n): The gulf between the author of sarcastic wit and the person who doesn't get it.

6. Inoculatte (v): To take coffee intravenously when you are running late.

7. Hipatitis (n): Terminal coolness.

8. Osteopornosis (n): A degenerate disease. (This one got extra credit.)

9. Karmageddon (n): its like, when everybody is sending off all these really bad vibes, right? And then, like, the Earth explodes and it's like, a serious bummer.

10 Decafalon (n.): The grueling event of getting through the day consuming only things that are good for you.

11. Glibido (v): All talk and no action.

12. Dopeler effect (n): The tendency of stupid ideas to seem smarter when they come at you rapidly.

13. Arachnoleptic fit (n.): The frantic dance performed just after you've accidentally walked through a spider web.

14. Beelzebug (n.): Satan in the form of a mosquito that gets into your bedroom at three in the morning and cannot be cast out.

15. Caterpallor (n.): The color you turn after finding half a grub in the fruit you're eating.

And the pick of the literature:

16. Ignoranus (n): A person who's both stupid and an asshole.

Wednesday, December 13, 2006

gym etiquette 101

1. In circuit training, leave at least one machine empty between you and the next person, especially if there are 20 OTHER machines that are empty and perfectly usable. It gives the machine one turn to AIR OUT before the next person needs to use it!
2. Instead of throwing the weights or any other equipment down, why not just take a second to SET them on the ground. You might actually stretch a muscle and possibly burn a calorie! Also, the rubber won't be peeling off the weights because the 5 million people that use them everyday have actually taken some care with them.
3. When exiting a machine, leave it in the starting position. For example, don't leave the ab cruncher machine bent over so the next person has to crunch down to get in! With the side ab worker thing, don't leave it twisted all the way to one side so that only a cirque de something contortionist is the only one able to sit down! One more. The inner thigh squeezer one- this is one time when having the legs closed isn't a good thing. Leave the legs open so the next person can back in and sit down! Especially for those of us that don't have legs 6 foot long to just climb over the whole thing!
4. Don't stare, it's creepy and defeats the whole point of going to a woman's gym.
5. When doing 15 minutes of the hula hoop, don't stand so close to the ab cruncher so that if feels like fingers are going to be chopped off, mrs. gestapo-nazi gym lady.
Personal space people!
6. Wear shoes for pete's sake. Honestly!
7. If you are somewhere near a 100 pounds or tall and slim, don't even bother to come to the gym!

Thursday, December 07, 2006

(crickets chirping)

Sorry! I just haven't had much to write about lately and I'm not so much in the holiday spirit. I love Christmas time but I also hate what it does/doesn't do to people. I'm tired of rude shoppers, lady at the dollar store that was acting like Rambo, I'm talkin' to you! I haven't even decorated our house yet. The Hubbs and the boys put up the tree and decorated it. I'm listening to Christmas music all day, I sorta, kinda started my baking. My mom is finally back from visiting her OTHER kids. The ones that moved away from her. Anyway, I think I'm going to put my Elvis Christmas album on. Maybe that will work!

Tuesday, November 28, 2006

It's beginning to look like Christmas!

I just opened a tin left here at work and guess what I found inside?!

It's yummy chocolate covered popcorn!!!!! Have you ever heard of such a thing?! I love the holidays.

Tuesday, November 21, 2006


Why am I tearing up over a gift registry????!!!
I was looking at my little baby brother's gift registry for Bed, Bath, & Beyond today.
I was glad to see that his fiance put her foot down and added something other than red, to some of their requests. In their Target registry EVERYTHING is red, my brother's favorite color. (Obviously 49er red.) So, at the BBB registry there is some blue, which is my future SIL's favorite color and I was proud of her for getting that in. Then I saw that they put those real fluffy, comfortable looking bath robes in their request. I saw how much they were and briefly thought of how much I would love to give those to them and I saw that they were already "fulfilled." And I got teary and almost started crying!
What is up with that?
Maybe because someone else loves them very much. Maybe because something like bath robes is important for newlyweds. Everyone always focuses on the practical stuff and to me the bathrobes are one of those everyday things that are important and fun. They could sit around in their comfy robes, eating strawberries w/whip cream, drinking a little sparkling cider... Just sayin'
It's weird how different things affect me.
Of course, it could just be that I was upset that someone beat me to it and now I have to figure out what to else to get them!

Get to it

Hurricane: Mom, is that your brakes making noise?
Me: Yes it is.
Hurricane: Well, maybe you should replace them.

Monday, November 13, 2006

Ooh la la

Susiebadooziewanted to see the weirdest song on my ipod and I couldn't decide between these two:

I also couldn't figure out how to make the pictures go in the right direction!!!
Anyway, before I met the hubbs I thought I was pretty well rounded as far as my muscial tastes went. I like rap, hair bands, and alternative like the Cure. Then I met my hubbs and all that went out the window. He likes heavy metal and so I learned to appreciate some of his music. KISS being one I never thought I would listen to, much less like any of their music. "That Smell" I heard on an episode of Laguna Beach and I couldn't get it out of my head so it was downloaded and it's pretty weird for me to have. The End.

Friday, November 10, 2006


The Hurricane came through our house and threw spongebob onto the ceiling. It's a sticky spongebob that clings to the walls and such. Now the Hurricane is waiting for spongebob to come down. So he sat on his bed, reading his comic book, every few minutes looking up to see if he was ready to come down. This silly thing kept him occupied for I don't know how long, until of course I discovered how cute he was sitting there so quietly and took a picture. This gets filed under the "who knew buying hundreds of dollars worth of fun toys would never compare to the fun of wrapping paper and bubble wrap?"
(it's the small yellowish spot at the very top of the picture)

Tuesday, November 07, 2006

Fools Rush In

I haven't posted in a while because I've been busy getting my house ready for company. I have all these little projects I kept saying I would get to and never did, so when the hubbs wanted to have people over, I decided I needed to get everything done. All at once. Marathon cleaning, priming, painting, hanging pictures, rearranging furniture, & handing out candy!
*side note* I don't care how old the kids are that trick or treat. I went when I was a senior in high school and it was so much fun. I do however take exception to these kids that don't even put forth an effort. One boy about 13 or so came to my door w/blue hair and that's it. Then he had the nerve to be irritated w/me when I asked him what his costume was, to which he replied he couldn't think of anything. I told him he should of tried and he points to his little sister dressed in a fairy costume and says, "she's got a costume." Well, then I guess SHE gets the candy! (/rant)
Anyway, here are some pictures of my activities over the past week:
The flower painting is an original from my grandma.

I finally got my purses up the way I want. These are almost all of my Dooney & Bourkes. I have about 10 more purses to get up and I need more shelves! The only bad thing is the hubbs can see how many I really have and he will definitely be less tolerant of any more purchases. I'm going to have to do a lot of sweet talking!
(I don't know why I can't get that *I* out from the middle!)

This is just the begining of my cross collection.

Wednesday, October 25, 2006

Whatever I want to, Gosh!

Nothing new going on. Same old moron drivers out there pushing my blood pressure to unsafe levels. I had a "run in" w/an extremely RUDE person of the female gender at the W store. Also at a beauty supply store. Which totally does not mean I am in any way the perpetrator of these acts of total lack of manners.
I found out that people knocking on your window at 2:30 in the morning is nothing out of the norm in our neighborhood.
We bought a new T.V. because our old one was crapping out. We chose a new T.V. over a new mattress which we *desperately* need, but you know, you've got to set priorities people!
While watching a famous yellow sponge on our new T.V. I found something he said extremely hilarious and of course no one else gets it or finds it amusing except my 6 year old. Weesaw!
I found a dress for my Christmas party at a shockingly affordable price at a shockingly not affordable store. Then I went back and found another dress I like even better and it was still at a shockingly affordable price. I also found shoes to go w/the dress for only $645! It all evens out in the end, right?*
My hubby just had a birthday, which is fun except that I know a week later I also will be a year older.
I have been going to the gym at least 4 days a week, and even went on Sunday last week and I have yet to lose a single solitary, flippin' pound! I have been using the daily plate and I like it, but Hello! no results, which can't have anything to do w/all the sweets that I eat because those don't really count because it's candy not actual food.
The holidays are quickly approaching, and it's my favorite time of year, but also stressful and full of tons of yummy foods which means after Christmas I will have 4 weeks to lose 20 pounds in time for the wedding. That's totally doable, right? I do have one Christmas present purchased which I may or may not need to take back.
I have developed such an antipathy for the city in which I live, that if I don't get out soon, I may implode! This is great timing of course, because the hubbs just started school and his program will last TWO YEARS, which means it will be at least FOUR years before we can move anywhere. This also probably means that once we do finally move, if that's what we decide to do, it will probably be the biggest mistake of our lives because it's my idea, and I'm stubborn like that, and that's how things go.
Also, the check engine light is still on. Jerk. Aren't they supposed to turn off after a while? Do I really have to take it somewhere to get it looked at? (I'm crumpled on the floor in protest)
Ok, I think ya'll have had enough sunshine and roses for the day! Thanks for stopping by and come again.

*I would NEVER pay that much for a pair of shoes. Or a dress for that matter. Unless it made me look like Eva Mendes...

Monday, October 16, 2006

Full of Hot Air

My brother and his fiance were here this past weekend visiting. We all went to the Balloon Fiesta on Saturday morning. If you've never been, you have no idea what you are missing out on. The Hubbs had to work, so the kids and I were up at 3am, left the house by 3:30, stopped at the ATM and got to my parents by 4. The whole family piled into Grandma's minivan and we headed out to the field by 4:30. Starbucks isn't even open at this time people, that's how flippin' early it is! Anyway, you stand around eating breakfast burritos, doughnuts and even funnel cake, and drink hot chocolate while waiting for the sun to rise so the balloons can get going. It's so much fun and it never gets old to me. We try to go at least once every year. It's so exciting to see the balloons get rolled out and then inflated and everyone claps when they take off.
So, I put a link to some of the pictures we took. I did take a couple of the dorks who wear their shorts, to the Balloon 5 o'clock in the morning. The rest of us have two pairs of socks on, two pairs of pants, three or four shirts, plus a coat, a hat and gloves, but these jokers wear shorts.Anyway, those pictures didn't come out so well, because, hello! it's before sunrise and it's cold! There is also the female gender, and I use that term loosely, that show up in full makeup, and hair all done, dressed like they are going clubbing. Once again, at 5 o'clock in the morning.before October. Whatever. It provides some comic relief for the rest of us.
The best part is when all the "foreigners" go home! Thank you for visiting and don't go away mad, just go away!
P.S. I just set up this account w/flickr and didn't know that the order you put your pictures in is the opposite of what they will show. So, start at the end and go backwards!

Wednesday, October 11, 2006


Just so you know, I don't like Fall. I don't like the shadows in the middle of the day. It's all windy and chilly outside. I don't like the time change. I don't like the uncertainty of what to wear. It's colder in the morning, but warms up in the afternoon, but cools off again in the evening. Do you put the A/C on or the heater? Do you put your adorable sandals, that you got on sale and have only worn a couple of times,away and bust out the boots, or not quite yet? I want it to be hot or cold. No inbetween.
The Fall is very depressing to me.
On top of this irritating display of weather, my check engine light is on and will not go away. I opened up the hood last night and touched a few thingamabobs, I filled the windshield wiper fluid, and yet is my Jeep happy. No. Honestly, what else is there to do?
10/12/06-On a positive note, I got my pantry cleaned out and my plastic containers organized and the lids tidied up. I got most of my winter clothes out and put away neatly. I just have the kids clothes to switch out and the curtains to clean. It's funny, it's almost like I'm nesting.

Thursday, October 05, 2006


No blogging tonight, I just got my 2007 Ikea catalog in the mail!!

Tuesday, October 03, 2006

the gifts

We had a very nice anniversary. We went to see a movie, we went to dinner. I got one of these!
The hubbs got one of these!
And the whole night ended w/some whip cream!
Not really. I intended to get a huge brownie blast w/ice cream and brownie, and chocolate syrup and whip cream and NO nuts, but I ate some fries and chicken tenders first and then of course I didn't have any room for the dessert. Which is probably good since I have two and a half months to be ready for my brother's wedding!

Sunday, October 01, 2006


Seven years ago today the Hubbs and I made a lifelong committment to each other.
Seven years ago today, I made the best decision of my life. I married a man who loves me with all his heart. I married a man who puts up with all of my insecurities. I married a man who tolerates my insolence. I married a man who is trustworthy.
We've been through a lot in our seven years of marriage. We are still going through "stuff" and trying to figure things out. We both came into our marriage with a divorce under our belt, financial issues, and we each had a young child. We had a lot to overcome and prove to not only ourselves, but each other, our "friends" and our babies.
Sitting here today, I think we've done pretty good. We pulled ourselves up by the boot straps and our finances look pretty good. We have shown the people who doubted that our marriage would last after only a month of dating, that in fact, it has lasted, and we have stuck together and created a pretty awesome relationship and friendship.
I love my husband now, more than when we first met. He has shown me that I can trust him without a doubt. He has shown me that our family comes first. He has stuck by my side when I made it pretty much impossible.
He is giving and caring, and unselfish. He is an excellent father and role model. He is my best friend.
Thank you baby, for the best years of my life. You keep me on my toes and keep things interesting in life. Thank you for all you've done for me and our family. Thank you for being a friend, a lover, a partner, and my solid source of support.
Thank you for choosing me!

Wednesday, September 27, 2006

serenity now

Today is cut off chunk in traffic day because nevermind that the "cushion" she has left is in case of sudden stoppage is not an opening she is saving just for you, you three ton semi-truck! in case you didn't realize that you are not a mini cooper!!!

Friday, September 22, 2006

The Hurricane

The Hurricane hung out with me at work yesterday afternoon. Here is a drawing he did for me. I have blue hair. He was going to give me red, and I said I didn't like red, and he said, "ok, blue hair then." I almost got red eyes, too, but I gently suggested the black.
After the portrait I put him on a laptop and hooked him up with the disney channel games. He navigated around a laptop like nobody's business! He played game after game, and read all the little instructions by himself. He talked away at the game, to UFA, and to me.
Thanks for keeping me company little guy!

Thursday, September 21, 2006

The Fair

We ate: stuffed sopaipillas w/green chile & beans, frito pie, corn dogs, funnel cake, cotton candy & picked up an indian taco for the hubbs.
We saw: horses, a duck & her babies, a pig & her babies, a dog & her babies, a goat & her babies, a pygmy goat & her babies, a donkey, a cow, people get shot into the air on a rubber band, & TONS of freaky people. I thought of all the material I could send to susiebadoozie and will now start working on the hubbs for a camera phone...
We also saw: PRCA Rodeo. We saw bucking bronco riders, and rodeo clowns, and calf roping, and riding-around-three-barrels-really-fast(I'm positive that's the technical name for the event) We saw a man jump over a car standing on the back of two horses!

The Hurricane stayed at school all day. I originally only had two tickets for the rodeo and was going to send my mom and Travidoo, but at the last minute I got two more tickets, so we all got to sit in the box seats, which means we were two rows up from the arena. Dirt was flying, horses were RIGHTTHERE, cowboys were walking by, it was very exciting. (no honey, we weren't "checking" anyone out, it was just fun to be so close. I only have eyes for you. How do you feel about Wranglers, though? JUST KIDDING!)
The severe weather alert did come about, mostly high winds and then on our way home, hurricane like rain.
Transportation and entrace to state fair: $10
Food at the state fair: $40
PRCA Rodeo: $0, compliments of my work
Experiencing all the interesting types of people from our enchanted state: priceless
So priceless, I don't want to see any of them again until next year.

Wednesday, September 20, 2006

The best laid plans

Tonight we are supposed to go to the state fair. I got tickets for my mom to see the rodeo (translation=guys in tight jeans)
  • The H man came in this morning and said his tummy hurt. I basically told him to suck it up and get ready for school. I'm from the go anyway and then if you are still sick at least they know you're not faking it generation. So, we'll see if I get a call from the nurse letting me know to come pick up my child. Please note- he ate a pop tart for breakfast and was loading up on doritos for lunch.
  • My computer is telling me there is a SEVERE weather alert for ABQ tonight.
  • Rele called when he got home from work, the ER in the hospital downtown. They saw two people last night who had been shot walking to their car from the state fair.
  • Today is Dollar Day at the fair! Which means everyone in the state will be there because it's only a dollar to park and a dollar to get in! Yay! You know how well I do in crowds.
    I'll let you know how goes, if it goes...
  • Sunday, September 17, 2006


    USC 28
    Neb 10

    SF 49ers 20
    Rams 13

    Jeff Gordon came in 3rd!

    SF Giants got rained out

    Pitts Pirates 3
    Reds 0

    AND my brother proposed to his girlfriend in St. Louis!
    Congratulations David & Lori!!

    Tuesday, September 12, 2006

    Mi Hijo

    Tonight I gave the boys a haircut. I know, how do I find the time when I am a working mom and I send them to public school so obviously I am not teaching them anything and why would I take time to cut their hair myself because Hello! we all know working moms don't like their kids and don't bother to even acknowledge them?! In case you missed it, here is a basic rundown:
    working mom + public school = you are SO going to Hell!
    stay @ home mom + they stay at home, so what more is there? = pure, unadulterated, straight to Heaven, perfect person!

    Sorry, we are so over all that so let me try again here.
    The boys got a haircut tonight. As I was cutting my oldest son's hair, I looked down at his feet and I am in a state of shock. He has MAN feet! He no longer has the little chubby boy feet. They are long and narrow and we wear the same size shoe right now. Which isn't really a major accomplishment since my feet are small, size 5 to 5 1/2, but still, HIS feet are as big as mine. I really do enjoy seeing my kids grow up and learn new things and I am a bit anxious to see what they will do with their lives, but somehow I thought it wouldn't really happen right now. Or so fast. Or ever, really. It's bad enough that he's in middle school and rides his bike to school.(ok, enough w/all the gasping and vespers! Honestly! I might as well tell you also that I let them drink soda sometimes and I have cheetos and pop tarts for them to eat. AND sometimes we have cereal for--DINNER. Yikes!)
    Moving on.
    My son is becoming a quazi-man. I don't like it.
    Reality isn't really so much fun sometimes, but then your son says, "I like your shoes mom," and you know, some girl had better thank her lucky stars for her MIL, who taught her son well. Then she better thank her lucky stars that I don't punch her in the face for thinking that she could ever be good enough for my son and she better never cross me or else! So, I'm probably not ready for him to have a girlfriend yet?
    Not so much. I better look into some after-school sports...

    Monday, September 11, 2006

    Bay Area hopefuls...

    49ers 7
    Cardinals 21

    SF Giants 2
    SD Padres 10

    Pirates 2
    Reds 4

    Jeff Gordon finished in 31st place.

    Not a good day for me in sports.

    Tuesday, September 05, 2006

    The way I see it.

    Read this article and then come back to me.
    This makes me so angry. How stupid and ignorant can you be? When Jesus walked the Earth did he go around encouraging his disciples to only talk to Christians? Did he say that we should stick our heads in the sand when things aren't centered around God? I'm sorry but this mentality makes me furious. The whole reason we don't have prayer in our schools anymore is because we as Christians sat back and let it happen. The whole reason our schools are going to pot is because we as Christians have pulled all our children out of public schools so we therefore no longer have any influence nor are any of our children witnessing to those that need it the most. The way I see it, we have taken our light and hid it under a bushel, just like the song says we shouldn't do and it's also in scripture, Matthew 5:14.
    I honestly do not understand this mentality. If we only go to Christian schools, or heaven forbid, homeschool, then only work in a christian environment, and only socialize w/people that go to church, then my question is, when do you fulfill your purpose to witness and tell of God's word? If we shut ourselves off and only have minimal contact w/"non believers," wouldn't that be called a cult?
    Remember what happened to Jonah when he didn't go and preach like he was asked to? There's a whole book about it.
    My Bible very clearly talks about how Jesus consistently went out and touched everyone's lives. Not just the pretty people, or the people he saw in church, or even the people that came to Him. He sought people out and when there was a need he went and showed of God's love by his actions and his words. God wants us all to be with him in Heaven, the choice is ours, and it's our responsibility to make sure everyone has been given the opportunity to hear about God. It's up to us to live and be Christlike so that people will see that we are different and want to know where our strength comes from. He called us to be fishers of men.
    How sad for people to even say that Christianity is the best kept secret.

    Matthew 5:16
    Let your light so shine before men, that they may see your good works, and glorify your Father which is in heaven.

    addendum 1:
    I just re-read the article and now I'm upset about another thing this person is saying. He says, "the vast majority of Christian children who attend public schools lose their faith."
    A. Where does this information come from? Are ALL of our kids losing their faith?
    B. Would that really be the fault of the public schools or should we maybe take a look at how we've run our household and the example they've had? How involved are we as parents in their school? Since this man is making some pretty broad generalizations, let's give a little leeway to me also. I know that you can have the most devout Christians who have raised their kids in the church and done everything humanly possible to make sure they are also Christians, and yet they become heathens like no other. We also have to consider the child that had the worst example of family and the most heinous of upbringing's and then goes on to become a pastor or even a shining example of how we should live and loves God whole heartedly.
    C. I would like to know how many kids have been home-schooled or gone to a Christian school and lost their faith. Of the people I know personally who have been homeschooled, I would say only a couple are still firmly rooted in their faith AND living a clean lifestyle, not to mention the few that actually graduated. I also went to a youth group at a church that had a school. After those couple of years of torture, I promised myself that I would never, as long as it was possible, NEVER send my kids to a christian school. Those kids were the most pretentious, stuck up, socially retarded, and just plain meanest kids I have ever come across. The way I saw it was, that you send your bratty little kids to a Christian school so they can walk around like their poop doesn't stink, and they will never learn to welcome people and be friendly because they have only ever had to socialize with the ten other people in their class, and you will have kids that have no idea how to deal with real world issues when they are no longer in their little bubble.

    addendum 2:
    I have had this article in my planner for six years now. There is a date on it of October 22, 2000. I've kept it because it really says what I feel in a much better way than I can.
    It is written by Lee Fruh
    "Tori, our youngest, started kindergarten this fall. She didn't go quietly. The week before school started, she boldly declared, 'Mom, I'm not going to school. I'm going to stay home with you and be stupid.'
    In many ways, her mom and I would prefer that. Not that she be stupid, but that she stay home. We take no joy in the thought of what she will endure in her academic career: stubbed toes, broken hearts, confusing concepts, tests of faith. But in Tori's case, we know that going to school is the best way for her to prepare for life. Particularly, the Christian life.
    You see...Christians go.
    God set the example. He sent His Son out of comfort and safety into the hard, cold, painful reality of the world. Then after Jesus endured it all--including treachery and murder--He turned to those dear to Him and with His last words while on earth said, 'Go' (Matthew 28:19) For 2,000 years now, His followers have left their houses, towns, countries and cultures to go.
    It's morning now. As I work at my computer, it occurs to me how incredibly quiet it is. No doors slamming, no shouting, no pitter-patter of little roller blades marking up the floor, no interruptions in the middle of a profound thought.
    Meanwhile, Tori is in a school yard, running, giggling, screaming. There is sand in her hair and a bruise on her shin. Already she's beginning to pay the price for going.
    Daddy feels a tinge of sadness, but no regret. Because Tori is learning to do what Christians do...they go.

    Friday, September 01, 2006

    Bragging Rights

    I have to brag. We went to the Hurricane's Open House at school the other night. (we all know H's notorious past in regards to school "issues.") Needless to say, we weren't exactly chomping at the bit to attend this particular soiree. It seemed important to the H so we went.
    We went to his classroom. We looked at his desk. We checked out all his papers and journals. Rele noticed one binder w/bar graphs showing different areas of progress. All the bars were colored in to the top. Hmmmm....
    H's teacher comes over to greet us. She says she has to tell us that she was warned that H was all crazy like, and had to be watched, or some bullcrap like that, that some neurotic person who doesn't know how to deal w/rambunctious boys fed her, because hello, boys aren't supposed to make noise and wrestle and be all BOY like.
    Whew. Sorry. Back to the moral of the story.
    She then tells us, that, that is NOT the H she knows. The Hurricane has been nothing but polite and helpful, and respectful, and even on the playground she hasn't noticed anything to be alarmed about. I.E.-nothing to give him a stupid re-direction slip for!!
    We tell her that he was so excited to have participated in the Fantastic Fun day. We told her that in fact, it was his first one, because last year with THAT OTHER teacher, he never got to go. She.was.flabbergasted people. She kept saying she didn't believe us. I said, he didn't get through the first week w/o a $@#$^#^&^ pink slip.
    She was *beside* herself w/disbelief! She said our son was a joy to have and that she wanted to keep him for herself and she wished her whole class was made up of Hurricane's. (More or less, I might be paraphrasing just a bit)
    Oh, and BY THE WAY, she would like to know if she can turn his name in to the people that test kids for *gifted classes* because he is already at a second grade reading level. His comprehension of words and such is beyond everyone else.
    Say it with me, please-BOO YA!!!!
    My little baby H is a smart boy and he displays good manners for his teacher! I almost hugged her and licked her face. We had such a horrible Kindergarten year and struggled so much w/his teacher and that stupid counselor, that to hear her praise our son, it was such a weight off our shoulders. I'm so glad that this teacher seems much more in control of the class and of course she obviously knows a good student when she sees one!
    I think this calls for a margarita to celebrate getting through the first month of school without incident from the H man!
    Now, as for the other two spawn...

    Monday, August 28, 2006


    We stopped to get gas tonight on our way to the movies. We stopped at your run of the mill, cheesy, greasy spoon type, 4 pump gas station w/a convenient liquor mart. We're there 2 whole seconds before we are being acosted. This guy wants to wash the windows for the hubs while he gases up. I'm saying No, No, No. We got together enough dollars to take the kids to a dollar movie, we are not just going to hand this guy our money!
    Rele says, "Sure!" I'm irritated, I'm all set to give him a talking to about just saying, No! The man comes over to my side, all "how ya doin' ma'am?" all friendly like and I'm just like, "I'm good." (courtesy smile and all) He tells Rele, it looks like he'll need to get new wiper blades, just because the strip of rubber has partially detached from the holder thing. He asks if it's ok, to reach in and give the boys some candy. They get to pick a jellybean, Rele gives him some of our movie money and gets in the car. I'm like, hello? Don't you know you are just supposed to say, "No thank you?!"
    Rele responds, "I know, but this guy was willing to perform a service and he wasn't drunk, he just wanted something to eat, and he was nice, so I figured we could help him out." jaw dropping to the floor
    I must say, I instantly teared up. I know it's easy to make me cry but honestly, is that not a man with a big heart? He really is an honest to goodness good guy and that one act reminded me of how giving he is and even though he is constantly driving me crazy and I think it's time I slowly place a pillow over his face...He goes and does something like that and totally redeems himself!!
    I was very touched and I pray that my boys will grow up to be men w/empathy and compassion like their dad. Especially since their mother is a selfish hag who just wanted to go to the movies and maybe buy some chocolate!!!
    We did make the boys throw out the candy.
    As it turns out, it was 50cent night at the dollar theater. Ever see that show about Earl and karma?
    We saw "Cars." Double thumbs up. It is such a cute movie. It could have used a little jeff gordon, but whatever. Rele treated us to popcorn, a soda and the boys got ice creams chunks dipped in chocolate! Quite a nice little break from the routine, right?
    The first thing the Hurricane says when we get in the car is, "Do we get to have our jellybean back now?" Just a bit too much of his mom in him.
    It was such a good night that I'm thinking maybe tomorrow I might even let someone in, in front of me in traffic. Yeah right!!!

    Tuesday, August 22, 2006


    I haven't been very enthusiastic about blogging lately. Not much is going on, I'm unhappy w/some things about myself,I'm BORED, I feel like I'm in a rut and I wonder if I should quit the whole blogging idea. As I'm perusing some of my favorite blogs, like this** one, I realize this exact subject is a common thread. A few of us are thinking the same things! Is it the weather?
    There just isn't much going on that I can write all these profound thoughts on. The babes are back in school and doing well, so far(fingers crossed) the hubs is getting ready to go back to school and working extra to make sure his familia is taken care of, I'm being a lazy butt and going to the gym an average of 2 times a week. Not even shopping is giving me a thrill anymore. What is this funk?
    Maybe instead of watching "reality tv" and people doing things, it's time for me to get out there and DO something. Like the blogger** that took care of Surburban Bliss'** toilet that was in the neighbor's yard. She just woke up and decided today's the day that I'm going to do a random act of kindness. Or the singerzwife** that just participated in the Palisade Peach 5-Miler! Maybe I should start training for a marathon or doing something nice for someone just because.

    Ok, just kidding.(ROTFLMBO*) That was kind of funny. Sometimes I kill me! Which is a good thing because I'm sure by now everyone has fallen asleep on their keyboard.
    Desperate times call for desperate measures. For example: a Frapp, mocha mudslide ice cream and some of Mom's homemade cookies, possibly a side of massage from the hubby(hint, wink)thrown in and a new Dooney & Bourke on top!

    *that's some kind of computer language-speak for Rolling On The Floor, Laughing My Butt Off
    **I learned something new, can you tell what it is?!

    Wednesday, August 16, 2006

    A Blog About Nothing

    What's with people sitting at bus stops ON THE CURB W/LEGS HANGING OUT INTO THE STREET?
    Is this a NM phenomenon? Weirdos. I think it's time to move.

    The boys are now 4 days into school. Things look good except for the 2nd school supply list I received for Travidoo. Why can't they just give it ahead of time so you can prepare? Why do they think it's so much fun to spring a 10-15 item list on you and give you only a few days to get it together? This is why I loathe our school system.
    The Hurricane seems to be adjusting to First grade and going to school w/o his big brother. Travidoo seems to be excited about mid. school, and I am slowly letting my ulcer heal itself and getting my face cleared up from all the stress. All of it self induced and helped only by my friend the frappucino.

    Wednesday, August 09, 2006

    We don't need no water. Let the you-know-what burn!

    School is this huge, unfathomable, monstrosity where everyone is bigger than you are and they all look like they are angry and want to beat you up!
    We took Travidoo to middle school today to get registered and get his schedule. I am scared. I am very scared. All the kids I saw really were bigger than I am and I am having a really hard time coming to grips w/the fact that I have to send my son into this environment. He is going to have to walk to school because we don't quite live the required mile and a half. We don't live in a horrible neighborhood, but there are mornings when I leave for work and the fences are covered in grafitti. Holy Hell, Batman!
    I'm sure he'll be fine right? He's a great kid and very responsible. How can someone not like my boy? right? I hate this!! I feel like it's me going back to school and I am dreading all of it. Ok. Time to suck it up and make the best of it.
    OR, I could look into home schooling...
    (anyone that knows me, knows, I am so anti-home schooling it's not even funny)
    I guess I will settle for some ice cream. With chocolate sauce. And whip cream.

    Tuesday, August 08, 2006

    Things you find out when you have sons...

    1.) A king size waterbed holds enough water to fill a 2000 sq. ft.
    house 4 inches deep.
    2.) If you spray hair spray on dust bunnies and run over them with
    roller blades, they can ignite.
    3.) A 3-year old Boy's voice is louder than 200 adults in a
    crowded restaurant.
    4.) If you hook a dog leash over a ceiling fan, the motor is not
    strong enough to rotate a 42 pound Boy wearing Batman underwear and
    a Superman cape. It is strong enough, however, if tied to a paint
    can, to spread paint on all four walls of a 20x20 ft. room.
    5.) You should not throw baseballs up when the ceiling fan is on.
    When using a ceiling fan as a bat, you have to throw the ball up a
    few times before you get a hit. A ceiling fan can hit a baseball a
    long way.
    6.) The glass in windows (even double-pane) doesn't stop a
    baseball hit by a ceiling fan.
    7.) When you hear the toilet flush and the words "uh oh", it's
    already too late.
    8.) Brake fluid mixed with Clorox makes smoke, and lots of it.
    9.) A six-year old Boy can start a fire with a flint rock even
    though a 36-year old Man says they can only do it in the movies.
    10.) Certain Lego's will pass through the digestive tract of a 4-
    year old Boy.
    11.) Play dough and microwave should not be used in the same
    12.) Super glue is forever.
    13.) No matter how much Jell-O you put in a swimming pool you
    still can't walk on water.
    14.) Pool filters do not like Jell-O.
    15.) VCR's do not eject "PB & J" sandwiches even though TV
    commercials show they do.
    16.) Garbage bags do not make good parachutes.
    17.) Marbles in gas tanks make lots of noise when driving.
    18.) You probably DO NOT want to know what that odor is.
    19.) Always look in the oven before you turn it on; plastic toys
    do not like ovens.
    20.) The fire department inAustin , TX has a 5-minute response
    21.) The spin cycle on the washing machine does not make
    earthworms dizzy.
    22.) It will, however, make cats dizzy.
    23.) Cats throw up twice their body weight when dizzy.
    24.) 80% of Women will pass this on to almost all of their
    friends, with or without kids.
    25.) 80% of Men who read this will try mixing the Clorox and brake

    Thursday, August 03, 2006


    I just found out that Lauren chose Jason over a chance in a lifetime internship in Paris for the summer!!!! Are you kidding me? What is she thinking? How stupid can you be to choose a boy over Paris?!
    AND Keith got kicked off Project Runway because he was an arrogant jerk! It also may have had to do with the sewing how-to books he had that were against the rules, and the fact that he left w/o clearing it with the producers for a couple of hours. Now, if they would just get rid of Angela. I mean, HELL-O! She wants to be a designer but she can't sketch? She's just stupid.
    No more reality TV for me today. Except, I think there is a new show of Workout coming on later...

    Tuesday, August 01, 2006

    Have you jumped in a rain puddle today?

    We have been getting a TON of rain! Along w/it comes humidity! We are used to none of these things. I must say for a town that freaks the heck out whenever there's a cloud in the sky, things have been pretty tame. Either people are too scared to come out of the house or else they have decided that it's just like regular driving only you need to put your lights on and be a lot more cautious.

    In other news, school starts soon. I can't even begin to tell you how much I hate school. I hate buying supplies that go into a pot so that everyone has a "fair share" or whatever they call it. If I spend my time fighting other rabid mother's ready to bite your hand off if you get in the way, then I want my kids to be able to use what I've risked life and limb for! Otherwise, they should just charge everyone twenty bucks and then go shopping themselves, that way all the supplies are the same. I hate the first day jitters that make your stomach hurt and make you have to go to the bathroom twenty times before you get out the door. Not to mention all the crying. That's just how I deal w/the first day. I'm not even sure about the boys because I'm too busy having a nervous breakdown!
    Which brings me ot all the social stuff that goes along w/it. Not because my boys seemed to have suffered yet, but because of my experience in school. I can't get into all that right now.
    So, it's still a good 10 days away and I'm already feeling anxious and upset and SCARED. My son starts middle school this year. Wow. When he was just a little guy and everyone thought it was so funny to talk about how, "before you know it, he'll be starting school." I used to pray that God would come before I had to send my son to school. Now I have to send him to middle school. This is where he's going to learn that his mom isn't the best. He's going to find out that I'm not always fun to be around. He's going to turn into a little man that thinks he knows the answers, and wants to do things w/o me. He's going to want to spread his wings.Middle school is EVIL.
    Then in three short years I'll have to endure high school! This is all too much to bear. These are the kinds of things they don't tell you about when you have kids. They don't tell you how emotionally draining and scary it all can be. I think I should start holding seminars for young girls and boys and let them know that having a baby is the easy part. That's cake. The hard stuff is how much you love your babies and how much it hurts when they are hurt. How much, you suddenly realize, there is to fear. The hard part is knowing how to raise happy, healthy little people. Knowing when to let go and when to push them. The hard part is loving them so much it hurts and wanting to give them the world yet still keep them in a bubble where you can protect them, all the while knowing that you have to let them become their own person and fly.

    Tuesday, July 25, 2006

    I'm axing you this

    My friend UFAand I have been having a "discussion" about proper grammar. Namely that I know it and he doesn't!
    Here are a few of my favorites:
    "I like these ones"
    "Where are you at?"
    "Wow, the rain is really coming down!"
    "I am just going to take one day at a time."
    "Is it hot enough for you?"
    "Are you ready for school?"

    Ok, so they aren't all about grammar, but they are all annoying!
    What about you, are there sayings that you hate?

    BTW-make sure you snap the lid to the pretzels ALL.THE.WAY.DOWN.

    Monday, July 24, 2006

    Can you guess today's theme?


    1. Don't imagine you can change a man - unless he's in nappies.

    2. What do you do if your boyfriend walks out? You shut the door.

    3. If they put a man on the moon - they should be able to put them all up there.

    4. Never let your man's mind wander - it's too little to be out alone.

    5. Go for the younger man. You might as well, they never mature anyway.

    6. Men are all the same - they just have different faces, so that you can tell them apart.

    7. Definition of a bachelor: a man who has missed the opportunity to make some woman miserable.

    8. Women don't make fools of men - most of them are the do-it-yourself types.

    9 Best way to get a man to do something is to suggest he is too old for it.

    10. Love is blind, but marriage is a real eye-opener.

    11. If you want a committed man, look in a mental hospital.

    12. The children of Israel wandered around the desert for 40 years. Even in Biblical times, men wouldn't ask for directions.

    13. If he asks what sort of books you're interested in, tell him cheque books.

    14. Remember a sense of humor does not mean that you tell him jokes, it means that you laugh at his.

    15. Sadly, all men are created equal.

    Quickie #1

    A woman came home, screeching her car into the driveway, and ran into the house. She slammed the door and shouted at the top of her lungs, "Honey, pack your bags. I won the lottery!" The husband said, "Oh my God! What should I pack, beach stuff or mountain stuff?" "Doesn't matter," she said. "Just get the hell out."

    Quickie #2

    Marriage is a relationship in which one person is always right, and the other is a husband.

    Friday, July 21, 2006

    I prefer fiction

    Not only does Reality T.V. suck, but reality bites as well. So, there's some stuff going on and I don't know how much I'm going to be writing on here. I have another blog that I feel like I can better express myself and I'm focused on that right now. E-mail me and I will send you the address if you're interested.
    Sorry, but that's it for tonight.

    Wednesday, July 19, 2006

    Reality Check

    The thing about "reality t.v." is that it SUCKS! We just finished watching Project Runway, and hello! how can they send Malan home?! Did they not hear his heart wrenching story of how awful his mom was to him? He's so soft spoken and obviously has talent, he just needed more time! (you know how the sports teams always say that? "we would have won it, we just needed more time" anyone?)
    These shows are so infuriating because it's never the right people that should get sent home. Don't even get me started on Supernova. As far as I can tell, none of those people can actually sing. I refuse to watch it. At least w/that show I can walk away. Really, who needs to see Brooke every 5 seconds w/her perfect body and hair and teeth, in tiny clothes reminding me of how flawed I am? (If you're a male, don't EVEN answer that)
    It's even more upsetting when you can't not watch. Yes, I'm going to go there-American Idol. Chris Daughtery, who of course will win in the end because he's got real talent, he's popular, and he seems humble about it. McStupid and Taylor "spaz" Hicks should never have been the last two standing!
    And of course some other guilty pleasures of mine are, "The Real Housewives of the O.C.," MTV's "Laguna Beach," and "The Hills." They all irritate the snot out of me, yet I can't miss a show!
    There are some that I have been banned from watching because it makes me too mad and Rele gets tired of hearing me rant about them. Por ejemplo, "Dr. 90210." I can't stand how Haley is always complaining about how she doesn't see her husband, then goes out and buys a FIVE million dollar home, which guess what that means?! He has to work MORE to pay for this extravagant lifestyle that she probably doesn't want to give up. I can't even talk about the daughter and how they let her be such a brat and then when she hit her grandma?! I was done. All her mom said was, "Sydney! That wasn't nice." and the child says, "you're not nice!" and walks away, and blondie just shakes her head like, well, what more can I do? Yeah, wait until she's 16, then she what she comes up with. OR "Sweet Sixteen" Rich, spoiled, smart-mouthed little brats who have no idea what it's like to actually earn something, so hey, let's put them on T.V. and we'll make them think they are even more special and can treat not only anyone who dares to cross their path like garbage, but especially their parents! AND THEN they get a car to top it all off, and it's not just any car, it's one I would never be able to afford in my lifetime, but at 16, they really do deserve it.
    You see? You see why I'm not allowed to watch these shows anymore. I'm just too black and white. I'm all about rules and "chain of command" and just plain being respectful. My parents raised me respect authority and to work hard, to be appreciative of what I've got, and they taught me manners.
    Thank you Mom & Dad for not raising me to think that the world owes me something.
    Although, I do want one of those T-shirts that says, "As a matter of fact, the world does revolve around me!" I also like the one that says, "It's cute how you think I'm listening to you." Oooh, and another must have. "Boys are stinky, throw rocks at them."

    More Musings from the Land of Enchantment

    Things I learned from living in New Mexico:

    -Rabbits sleep in the middle of the road with all four feet in the air.

    -There are 5,000 types of snakes and 4,998 live in New Mexico.

    -There are 10,000 types of spiders. All 10,000 live in New Mexico, plus a few no one has ever seen before.

    -If it grows, it will stick you.

    -If it crawls, it will bite you.

    -There are valid reasons some people put razor wire around their house

    -The wind blows at 90 mph from Oct 2 till June 25; then it stops totally until October 2.

    -Onced and twiced are words.also, "those ones" and "where are you at?"

    -Green grass DOES burn.

    -You measure distance in minutes.

    -You can switch from "heat" to "A/C" in the same day.and it can rain while the sun is out, or on one side of the street and not the other

    -You see a car with the engine running in the Wal-mart parking lot with no one in it, no mater what time of the year.

    -The four seasons are: Almost summer, summer, still summer and

    -All the festivals across the state are named after a fruit, a
    vegetable, or balloons

    -You only have four spices in your kitchen: Salt, Pepper, Ketchup, and Tabasco.

    -Sexy underwear: tee shirt and boxer shorts.

    -The local papers cover national and international news on one page but requires six pages to cover Fr iday n ight high school football.I have to disagree w/this one. In Cali we had two sections w/20 pages ea. for sports and here it's two pages to cover local & national sports

    -You find 100 degrees a "tad" warm.but it's a DRY heat!

    -Going to Wal-mart is a favorite past-time known as "goin Wal-Martin" or "off to Wally-world."

    -You describe the first cool snap (below 70 degrees) as good chili

    -A carbonated soft drink isn't a soda, cola, or pop....It's a coke
    regardless of brand or flavor.

    -The "NewsStand doesn't sell ANYTHING having to do with the news!

    -Cuss, curse... who gives a ___ what you call it? We say words you won't even understand!

    -We have green chili, and we're the ONLY state that does.Yay!

    -Snow days? We get days off for gang shootings, DUI accidents, high school hit lists, meth lab busts, bomb threats, homicides, drug deals....

    -The only "beach" we go to is The Beach waterpark, Tingley, Conchas, or the Butte and they all kick butt!

    -The legal drinking age is 21, but everyone starts at 14.

    -Our governor wanted to legalize marijuana, so don't even say yours is cooler.

    -you get looked at funny when you're on vacation because most fools from the US don't even realize that New Mexico is in the USA...totally true, first hand experience

    -All the moviestars might film in Cali, but they come
    HERE to live. Val Kilmer, Gene Hackman, Freddie Prince Jr.(went to la cueva!), Julia
    Roberts, Randy Travis... and list goes on, all livin' in New Mexico.

    -Los Alamos has the highest per capita income in the United States. Sunland Park has the lowest

    -Albuquerque celebrated its Tri-Centennial...we're older than the US of A.

    -Atomic bomb...enough said!...yea it was made here....

    -We got Stealths....

    Thank you to Becca for today's material!

    Wednesday, July 12, 2006

    Only in NM

    Apparently there is a new way to change lanes while in traffic. Have you heard about it? I guess it's a new and improved way and the MVD* hasn't sent out notices yet so I will enlighten you. Ok, here's how it goes. You are driving in commute traffic, aka-rush hour, on the freeway, going 65+ miles an hour. You need to change lanes? First, you slam on your brakes, ON.THE.FREEWAY. then you throw on your blinker, which is very optional in this state, and then you look, preferably in the direction that you are aiming to move to, but of course, this is also highly optional, then while you still have your foot on the brake, you careen over into the next lane. I have not only seen this once, I see this just about every day, to and from work. I felt it was my civic duty to inform everyone of the new technique that really seems to be catching on! I think it's time I looked into this bus system our mayor keeps talking about.
    So, to review, while going really fast, with lots of cars all around you, slam on your brakes, flip the blinker, careen into the next lane. Got it?
    I'm going to practice on my way to church tonight...

    *I grew up in CA where it's D.M.V. Why do so many things have to be backwards here?

    Tuesday, July 11, 2006


    Ok, so this might seem cold, but, this guy that's an American that got run over by the bulls in Spain and is now paralyzed, are we supposed to feel sorry for him? I mean the guy knew exactly what he was going there for. He saved up his money, he made sure he had a passport, he planned a trip w/the express intent of "running w/the bulls." They pack these narrow, cobblestone streets w/a gazillion people, none of whom are even from the city anymore. Those people go on vacation because they don't want to deal w/the craziness. So, the streets are packed w/men who are most likely drunk, and then they release these WILD ANIMALS into the streets, they taunt them and see if they can out run them! Brilliant! Now, I don't have anything against the tradition. I'm not sure why or when it started, but it's a popular event and if people want to run w/bulls in Spain, that's great. I'm just irritated that the media is presenting this story like some kind of tragedy. Also, there were a number of other people hurt, who of course weren't Americans, so who really cares, right? And we wonder why our country is disliked?
    Anyway, I'm sorry that he is now paralyzed, but he knew that was a risk going into it.

    Whew! I feel better now.

    Sunday, July 09, 2006

    An issue

    So, I have this friend. This friend is my best friend. Lately though we seem to be growing apart. I keep feeling like I'm getting "the shaft." I feel like my friend hasn't been paying attention to me. I feel like my friend doesn't talk to me and doesn't want to invest in our friendship anymore.
    Granted, I also haven't been real great "friend" material. I've said things, I've put myself back behind my wall. The more unhappy I get the more I lash out. I'm a hard person to get along with.
    What do I do?
    Is the friendship important? Yes.
    Is it worth saving?


    Not much to write about. I'm tired of dealing w/the same old issues and people who only see things one way. It's time to make some changes.
    I'll keep you posted!

    Look to the LORD and his strength; seek his face always. Remember the wonders he has done, his miracles, and the judgments he pronounced.
    1 Chronicles 16:11-12

    Thursday, July 06, 2006


    We are getting rain! We have gotten some rain for the past week, at least once a day, in some part of the city! Normally here in the desert, by the time you get your umbrella open, assuming you even own one and know where to find it, the rain has stopped. This week though, we have been having fabulous thunder and lightening and rain for more than 5 minutes. Thank you, Lord!

    (That's it. That's all I've got right now.)

    Monday, July 03, 2006


    National League All Star Line Up

    Pos. Player Team
    1B Albert Pujols St. Louis Cardinals
    2B Chase Utley Philadelphia Phillies
    3B David Wright New York Mets
    SS Jose Reyes New York Mets
    C Paul Lo Duca New York Mets
    OF Jason Bay Pittsburgh Pirates
    OF Carlos Beltran New York Mets
    OF Alfonso Soriano Washington Nationals
    National League pitchers
    Pos. Player Team
    SP Carlos Zambrano Chicago Cubs
    SP Bronson Arroyo Cincinnati Reds
    SP Brad Penny Los Angeles Dodgers
    SP Tom Glavine New York Mets
    SP Pedro Martinez New York Mets
    SP Chris Carpenter St. Louis Cardinals
    SP Jason Schmidt San Francisco Giants
    RP Brian Fuentes Colorado Rockies
    RP Derrick Turnbow Milwaukee Brewers
    RP Tom Gordon Philadelphia Phillies
    RP Trevor Hoffmann San Diego Padres
    National League reserves
    Pos. Player Team
    1B Lance Berkman Houston Astros
    1B Ryan Howard Philadelphia Phillies
    2B Dan Uggla Florida Marlins
    3B Miguel Cabrera Florida Marlins
    3B Freddy Sanchez Pittsburgh Pirates
    3B Scott Rolen St. Louis Cardinals
    SS Edgar Renteria Atlanta Braves
    C Brian McCann Atlanta Braves
    OF Andruw Jones Atlanta Braves
    OF Matt Holliday Colorado Rockies
    OF Carlos Lee Milwaukee Brewers

    Sunday, July 02, 2006

    Yay me!

    I love SpongeBob Squarepants, who doesn't right? But, if there ever was a cartoon that could replace it, it would have to be Coconut Fred! It's probably made by the same people, some of the voices sound the same, but Coconut Fred and the Fruit Salad Island is so funny! They had a monkey that talks w/his butt. It changes color for the different emotions he feels and of course, Coconut Fred has a Rainbow Butt Monkey Dictionary! Classic. These are my top cartoons:
    1. Powerpuff Girls!!!!
    2. Dexter's Laboratory
    3. Foster's Home
    4. Coconut Fred
    5. Jimmy Neutron
    6. The Fairly Odd Parents
    7. SpongeBob Squarepants- the Bubble Stand ROCKS!

    My top three are created by Craig McCracken. That guy is so cool. Can you even imagine that your job in life is to create cartoons? The only better would be to work for the Lego company...

    Saturday, July 01, 2006

    Humble pie anyone?

    Yes, I do the myspace thing. Mainly because the husband has like 3 profiles and I was sick of seeing all these "girls" on it and then my brother and his girlfriend got a profile so I figured why not? It will give me something else to do besides stalk my own mate. So, last night my adorable little cousin found me and I added her to my friends list. She's not little like young, she's 16, she's little like how you just want to hug her and squeeze her because she is so cute and sweet!
    I was perusing her page and went to her blog and she has quite insightful thoughts about scripture and her relationship w/God. I have always admired my aunt and uncle for the amazing job they have done raising such good kids that are responsible and enjoyable to be around. You also know right away that they are christians and they are the best examples you would ever hope to meet of how we should all live. I know they aren't perfect, but we have an interesting family, who doesn't right? Well, I'm sure they have struggled w/not being bitter and hateful and resentful, most of us on this side of the family have, but they continue to be loving and hardworking and just plain nice, when they certainly don't have to be.
    So, the humbling part for me is that I'm looking at my cousins blog and she has such a sense of who she is and where she needs to be. She is a young girl in a public high school and she is quoting scripture and writing about how it affects her life and how she needs to try harder to incorporate what she believes into her every day.
    The one thing she said that sticks in my mind was "If God brings you to it, He'll bring you through it."
    Thanks Jones, for being such a beautiful person and for making me remember that what I'm facing isn't impossible if I would just look to the right place. Love ya little rocker girl!

    Friday, June 30, 2006


    Have you ever been misunderstood by the one person who is supposed to get you and it's so bad that he assumes you meant one thing and you totally didn't and then he starts becoming this anal jerk who keeps acting like you are such a horrible person and that you always(nobody ALWAYS anything)act a certain way, so much so that he thinks he has to pre-empt things by being a jerk again, and then he can't even listen to reason and he does things that he accuses you of doing but yet he can't or won't see that he is doing them himself and that it all is just causing this huge rift that you don't even know anymore if you even want it to be fixed, and you just want to wrap your hands around his neck and squeeze until his eyes bug out, and then since you have his attention, then you can start to talk about things except that you see he took off his wedding ring and you keep thinking that if that's all it takes to make things over, wow, what the hell have we been struggling for if at the drop of a hat we give in after all these years, and if you can't be heard and not judged and backed up once in a while that you don't want to feel like you could just walk away and never look back and start all over w/a new list of things that you will never settle for and does counseling really work or is it too late and that this person should just trust you by now because he's never had any reason not to, and know that you can't force things and the more that you do the more defiant I get and it makes me crazy to be told to do something or to even be expected and then you think how did I get myself into this and what in the sam hill was I thinking and that you can't handle it and you just want to go into a closet and mysteriously disappear?
    No. Oh. Ok then.

    Thursday, June 29, 2006

    My Piano

    This weekend my uncle delivered my mom's piano to me! My mom gave it to my aunt, and I always told her if she didn't want it anymore to please, let me have. The time has come! I have always loved this piano. My mom would sit and play hymns on it. I took lessons for about a year, and went through 4 or 5 books, but I am sad to say, I didn't continue. One of a few things I regret.
    Anyway, I am so happy to it in my home now. I found out that my grandparents had given it to my mom when she was about 18, I think she said. I always thought it was something her and my dad bought. So, now it is even more special that she's had it since she was a teenager. I hope to get it tuned and then start taking lessons again.
    It's one of those things though that makes me aprehensive because I always loved how my mom could play and what if I don't get it? What if when I play she is cringing inside because I'm doing it wrong? Yes, we've already covered that I am a perfectionist, and then to add to that a skill that my mom has perfected, at least in my mind, forget it. That's why I never took sewing. My mom is an excellent seamtress. She took up quilting a while back and she makes the neatest quilts. I only recently learned how to hem my pants, which I would be MORTIFIED if she ever turned up the hem to look at the job I've done! Not because it's bad, but because I don't want to disappoint her.
    Anyway, we will see when and if I can't get some lessons in. I'm just happy to have it sitting in my living room against my terracotta walls!
    Thank you Aunt Cindy and especially Uncle Larry for bringing it to me from St. Louis.

    Tuesday, June 27, 2006

    The Hurricane

    I can't believe my little boy turned 6 yesterday and I didn't even blog it. Maybe it's because I keep hoping if I ignore it, it will go away? It's so hard for me to be happy when my kids have a birthday. I am very thankful that they are healthy and growing, but I hate that they have to keep getting older! Not only for the fact that it means that I, too, am getting older, but I just wish I could keep them in a bubble. My little Hurricane has lost all baby fat and he looks like a BOY now. He's not a toddler, or even a little guy so much anymore. He's still way adorable and sweet, but he keeps asking when he will start first grade. I'm not ready to have him in first grade and a middle schooler on top of that?!!! It's too much for me to handle.
    Last night when he came to say goodnight to me, he put his little hand on the top of my head and was playing w/my hair. It was such a grown up gesture. Excuse me while I hide in the bathroom and cry...
    I'm very proud of my little guy and I love him so much it hurts! Since I can't keep it from happening I guess we might as well celebrate. So, once again we are venturing out to a pizza place that kids love to go to and parents take them only because they love their kids so much and can't say no. Besides, I don't know that they will want to go there for very much longer, and that means that they will be getting even more mature and want to do grown up things, which eventually then they won't want to be with the family at all. I think we'll just make Chuck E. Cheese a tradition and I don't care how old they get, that will be their birthday dinner! After all, the only reason people have kids is to do the housecleaning and to have someone to publicly humiliate, right? :)

    Saturday, June 24, 2006


    Last night we did the Relay for Life w/my company. We raise money for cancer awareness and there is a 12 hour marathon that goes on at Balloon Fiesta Park. We put together a team and have someone on the field for each hour walking the track. At the opening ceremony they have different people speakering and we sing the National Anthem and then all the survivors take a victory lap. It's always amazing to me all the different types of people that are out there. Some are older, some are teenagers, some are moms and dads w/young kids. It's an important cause and I appreciate that our company contributes.
    We usually pick a theme and then dress up. This year was the '50's.
    It was so much fun to wear a poodle skirt and saddle shoes! My mom made skirts for my friend and I. I haven't decided if I will post the pictures yet.
    Anyway, the picture I did post is of Trish Hoffman and her fiance. Trish is our spokeswoman for APD. She is such a neat person! Her and her fiance were very gracious and she signed Hurricane's t-shirt for Rele. She is the one who escorted the bug-eyed runaway bride through the airport. She also reminds us Deputy Clementine Johnson from Reno 911!
    We had a good time and it was for a good cause. See ya again next year!

    Wednesday, June 21, 2006

    Green chile

    Since my last post was so heavy, and only a few minutes ago, I feel the need for some humor.
    I gotta tell ya, that when we were on "the island," and before we bought groceries for the week, Rele went to wrangle some dinner for us. He came back a little perturbed because he had gone to Pizza Hut and ordered a pizza w/pineapple and green chile and the people didn't know what he was talking about. How rude are the people here?!
    We just don't always realize that the rest of the country hasn't discovered the bliss of green chile. On everything. Of course that's not really surprising when the rest of the country doesn't think we even BELONG to the U.S.A., but I digress.
    So, they offered to jalapenos on our pizza. Can you even imagine?!
    That is something to consider though, if we decide to move out of state. How will we sustain our green chile supply? Can we afford the overnight shipping costs? How often will we need to come back for real Huevos Rancheros w/green, or w/green and red chile? Not to mention sopaipillas that are only available here because of the altitude. If we decide to talk to any of our neighbors will we have to share? These are important questions my friend.


    I found out tonight that a friend of my family's, someone who used to babysit us when we were kids, is going through a really rough time. She is in her second marriage and it looks like it is over.
    Not only because he beat her up this weekend and his daughter called 911 on him, no, no, that's not all. Apparently he has been out of a job since Aug. of last year. He has stolen jewelry from her, he got a tattoo "for his new job" and has been frequently out of town on "business trips" for a job he got fired from for drinking! I feel for her and what kinds of things must be going through her mind. She can't even make a clean break because she was advised to make sure he had a job before divorcing or else she might have to pay him alimony. WTSH?*
    She and I went through our first divorce at almost the same time. Her first husband was cheating and mine was a drug addict. I ended up at her house one time because I just couldn't run to my parents, again, and I just didn't want him to know where I was. We aren't real close but we certainly had a lot to talk about and, at a time when I felt so ashamed and that no one knew what I was going through, it was such a relief to talk to someone who had also grown up in church but knew what it was like not to have things work out the way you thought.
    It all just makes me so sad because it is bringing up all these old emotions and I think it also scares me, because what's to say that it won't happen to any one of us? I am so thankful for my husband and I know that I can trust him, but I think w/anyone who has been betrayed and lied to, you always feel like in the back of your mind that it could happen again. Yet w/each year that we stick together and build a life, I gain hope for our future together.
    I also get angry all over again, because why should she have to pay him alimony? She is the one w/a steady job. She has taken care of their son and his daughter. They got custody of his daughter and she was 2 or 3 grades behind in school, she had no real social skills and she was starving for attention. This woman took her in, tutored her to where she not only caught up but is an honor roll student. She gave her a home and Godly example and a family.
    It took me a long time to turn my anger over to God and know, that while it always looked like I was being punished for being responsible, that in the end, the ex wouldn't win. It was very hard for me to trust in the scripture that vengence was God's and not mine. I know now that no matter what we could ever come up with to punish people, it will never compare to when we will have to answer to our Heavenly Father for what we have done.
    My prayer is that while this whole thing is just getting started for her, that she would know how much she is loved and will trust in God to see her through. I pray that she will have wisdom in making decisions regarding her marriage and her children.

    His anger lasts for a moment,
    but his favor lasts a lifetime!
    Weeping may go on all night,
    but joy comes in the morning.
    Psalm 30:5

    *my side note is WTSH? stands for What the Sam Hill? because I try not to say the eff word even in abbreviation(Yes, I know that I am a major spaz.)

    Sunday, June 18, 2006

    Cake update

    Well, here it is. I'm no Martha Stewart, thank goodness.
    I did end up punching the chips into the cake anyway. We'll see how it looks once it gets cut!

    Writer's Block

    When I was thinking about starting a blog I had so many thoughts on what I would write about. Now that I finally have one. Nothing. When I was a kid I always thought I would grow up to be an author because I loved reading and writing and all my teachers always said what a great imagination I had. Real world translation: she is going to grow up to some kind of psycho freak, borderline conspiracy theorist!
    Anyway, I just wanted to let anyone know who might be interested that I posted some of our vacation pictures on myspace.
    Speaking of, while on our 16 HOUR drive home, Rele had his earphones surgically attached to his ears, so I was left to my own devices. Why is it that out in the middle of nowhere can you still get the mexican stations? If I was into Tejano, I would have had it made! I did find for a while, though a station that was playing 80's. I heard Lisa Lisa and Cult Jam! Madonna's "Like a Virgin" and Wham's "Jitterbug!" So, now I am compiling a best of 80's playlist so I can pretend I'm still in mid school! So far I have:
    Lisa Lisa & Cult Jam "All Cried Out" & "I Wonder If I Take You Home"
    Madonna "Like a Virgen" & "True Blue"
    Wham "Jitterbug"
    Al B Sure-all of his songs!
    LL Cool J
    Stevie B
    Bunny & Tigra- "Boom" (not sure of the official title)
    The System-"Don't Disturb This Groove"
    I can't not add songs from:
    The Cure
    The Ramones, I totally want to be sedated!!
    Duran Duran
    Faith No More
    Social D

    No wonder I didn't get along w/people in school. What kind of freak listens to Al B Sure AND The Cure?! It's still going to be a fun cd!

    Today is Father's Day, so Happy Father's Day to all the dad's. I'm making my dad a cake that is supposed to look like a watermelon, except that when I pulled it out of the oven to cool, I realized I had left out a major ingredient. The mini chocolate chip morsels I bought at $3 a bag to act as seeds!!! I'm such an idiot and I don't have cake making skills!!!
    It's a pink cake and it will have pink icing w/green around the sides. Now that I write it down, it sounds totally lame. I promise it will be cool and he likes watermelon so I probably should have just bought a watermelon and stuck a candle in it...

    Wednesday, June 14, 2006


    We are home. We are tanned and have sand in interesting places. Still. We swam our little hearts out. We ate food, food, and more food. Rele ate oysters and frog legs and crab. We hunted for sand crabs by the moonlight. We napped. We boogie boarded and jumped wave after wave in warm water. We collected a gazillion shells. We found balled up manta rays that looked like big ol' slugs.
    We visited w/family. We shopped. We swam in the ocean and then more swimming in the pool.
    Rele fished and caught four or five that he painstakingly cleaned and then never ate. We spent NINE whole days together! We spent a total of at least 35 HOURS in a car. We shared one bathroom. My hair was one big frizz ball. OH-MY-WORD I am back at work today!!!
    No, the trip wasn't bad. The kids overall, did very well for all the time spent in the car. Instead of fighting they would get a case of the giggles, which did you know can be just as irritating?
    They loved the beach and the ocean and loved being outside. The weather was in the high 90's all week w/a humidity level of 100% but the kids never complained about being hot. Even when little Hurricane got blisters on his feet from his flip flops, he was at the beach making sand castles and valiantly tried to go into the water but the salt stung too much. Our little condo was decorated very modern and was comfortable and fully furnished. I got to see my little brother, who I miss very much, and he brought his adorable girlfriend. We got to visit w/my grandma Socrite who I love so much and her sister, Emily, who I love just as much and my second cuz, Rose Marie who is so pretty and who I am trying to get to come visit the desert.
    On the way home, we got to stop in San Antonio and walked the River Walk. We walked through Coyote Ugly. I didn't get to get up on the bar, three kids in tow and all...
    We ate at the Rainforest Cafe. We did a pit stop in Kerrville, my future hometown. ;)
    I finally got my eggrolls from Jack in the Box! I love those things.
    I have not found a place yet, that can even come close to J in the B's eggrolls! We don't have any here, so I have to wait for trips to TX or AZ to get my fix.
    We had a great time and hopefully we will go back next year. It will probably take that long for our finances to recover...

    Thursday, June 08, 2006


    So, we're here on South Padre Island on our first family vacation. Travis and I have been here before so we knew how much fun it would be. Rele, just wanted to be at the ocean and I think he's been surprised at how much he likes it here in South TX. Our trips to Mexico were a tough act to follow, but SPI comes pretty close. The Hurricane and TaylarDayne are enjoying their very first visit to an ocean. The kids have been collecting seashells like crazy! Guess what everyones souvenirs are going to be...
    We did have to venture into Walmart in Port Isabel, and yes they are all the same. I forgot how different people are in South TX. Not really bad, but less friendly. You know what they say, Texas is a whole other country.
    Well, I will write more soon. Right now the beach is calling...

    Thursday, June 01, 2006

    Here kitty, kitty

    It looks like I may have solved the cat problem w/out even having to resort to violence. Which I would never do anyway, and if I did, I certainly wouldn't post it on the internet where there would be written evidence of my actions. I looked up, via the internet, cat repellent and I came across a gardner's forum. I don't know how long I read it, but it was a while and I finally had to make myself break away, so I could do something productive, like feed the kids.
    So, among the many suggestions I considered, spreading coffee grounds was one that appealed to me because Rele drinks coffee so there would be no need to spend more money on someone else's ^$$#%$^*&^(* cat. I got a plate and dumped his coffee filter contents on it and left it on the counter to dry. No big deal except that I also had a plate in the refrigerator w/a black banana defrosting on it. (When bananas are past their prime I freeze them to use in banana bread later. Look, my mom does it, so I do it. Don't judge.)
    So, when Rele gets up and heads to the fridge for something to eat, he is confronted w/a black banana. Then, when he goes to fill his coffee pot there's a plate on the counter w/a black blob. I think he was a bit traumatized and once again has affirmed that he has married a woman who is slightly crazy.
    Anyway, I endured a lot of doubt and heckling from Rele. Never the less, I went out that night w/my dried coffee grounds and sprinkled them on my porch and my feather covered ladybug welcome mat. I proceeded to sprinkle them on the rest of the porch and who do I come across?
    Yes, the #@$^^%*J$%^#$cat! Sleeping on our porch swing!!!! He's lucky he had the skills of a ninja because I would have twisted his head until his eyes popped and then...
    Moving on. After screaming and stomping I calmed down and I sprinkled the heck out of the swing and everything else until I could sprinkle no more.
    So? How did it go? My name is abqchunk and I have been carcass free for three days now!
    It looked like the coffee was working. Three wonderful days of no feathers flying around my front door, no blood smears on my porch, no sketchy cats sleeping on my swing. And then this morning when I went to leave, there it was. No, not a bird but a big ol' slimy turd on the driveway right behind my Jeep!
    I guess it's a token of how he feels about being evicted. I hope he sends a message to the rest of the neighborhood that we won't tolerate squatter cats on our property!
    Travieso, get the hose.

    Tuesday, May 30, 2006


    "Therefore keep watch, because you do not know on what day your Lord will come. But understand this: If the owner of the house had known at what time of night the thief was coming, he would have kept watch and would not have let his house be broken into. So you also must be ready, because the Son of Man will come at an hour when you do not expect him."
    -Matthew 24:42-44, New International Version

    Monday, May 29, 2006

    Mocha Frapp on the mind...

    Rele and I got to spend time together yesterday. We went out on the Harley and visited w/his parents. We had some delicious food and talked about our as yet, not landscaped backyard. We still aren't sure what to do w/it and have no idea how to go about getting it done even if we had an idea. For some reason he doesn't like my plan. I would like to cement the entire backyard and toss in a few potted plants. Wash & wear!
    Anyway, we took the bike home and then met up w/some friends at Chili's. Good times. Thanks UFA and Rittenauer for the munchies & giggles.
    There's not much else to report. I'm still struggling w/the (*^^%#%^%$%#^%* cat and carcasses and feathers all over my porch. I did make it to walmart on Sat. morning, EARLY and I am happy to report I made it out alive. The key is to go EARLY!
    Well, I'm off to Starbuck's and I'm going to indulge in a Venti mocha frapp, no whip. Really, does it get any better?

    Wednesday, May 24, 2006

    School's Out Baby!

    School is out for the summer! We are very fortunate in that Rele is home during the week so we don't have to worry about sitters or daycare. He gets to spend his days w/ALL the kids! We usually try to get TaylarDayne during the week in the summer and she goes to her mom's on the weekends. So, they get to spend time w/their dad who is way less emotional and not prone to nervous breakdowns! How many kids get to spend that much time w/their dad?
    The best part is: I work full time. :)

    Tuesday, May 23, 2006

    Just Need To Vent

    After my last trip to walmart, aka-My Living Hell, my husband forbid me from going there again w/o him. Or, even better, he said he would do the grcery shopping from now on. Woohoo! We did the shopping together last week and I came out of it more or less unscathed. So, I guess I was feeling brave on Fri. and I decided to make the trip myself w/the kids. Rele works nights and has now started school, so I didn't feel like it was fair for him to spend his one full day off doing the grocery shopping.
    Needless to say, I didn't even get to park before there were issues. I get stuck behind the idiot that thinks a Stop sign means to PARK and wait. Then we get into the parking lot and he decides to stop. There was no sign. We had right of way, yet he stopped right in the middle. Idiot! Ok, so I go in the opposite direction and count to 1,000. I tell the kids to please be on "best behavior" so we can avoid a breakdown like the last time we were here.
    I get my game face on and go in. Maybe there was a full moon that night, or maybe it's just because it's ghetto, but everyone seemed to be there for attention. You know the kind that want you to look at how funny or cute their bratty kid is, or the people that talk really loud so everyone can see what a good parent they are. My personal favorite, the couple in the aisle that are mauling each other. In the middle of the aisle. Are we supposed to be impressed?
    So, we are almost done, the kids have been good, I just need cucumbers, bell pepper, and lettuce. Cucumbers. Check. Bell pepper. Check. Lettuce. Lettuce... We circled the produce section 3 times and there was not one single head of flippin' lettuce! Who doesn't have lettuce?!
    Moving on. We get into line and of course have to choose from 5 registers that are open while the other 10 million are just there for decoration. Then it happens. People get in line behind us and they are "close shoppers." They stand so close I can smell their deodorant. They stand so close they had to have heard my conversation w/the cashier about how we need to put a blue line, like at the pharmacy, showing people where to stand until it's their turn. That must have been too subtle of a hint. They had their groceries so close the cashier couldn't find the divider thingy!
    When we go to leave, I hit the Hurricane in the head w/the cart because they have us surrounded! My poor little guy is rubbing his head and that's it for me. I turn around and yell, "Golly guys! You could give us some here! How rude!"


    The poor hubby calls in just as we are getting home and he got an earful. Why do I let this stuff happen to me? Why can't I go to the store w/o an incident? Am I doing something to bring this on myself? Should I be talking to a Dr. about meds? Can I order groceries online and have them dropped off at my door w/o any human interaction whatsoever?!
    All the while I'm having a walmart induced breakdown, Rele is trying to calm me down, & the kiddos have finished unloading the car and have put the groceries away. (wipe tear from eye)
    I don't deserve such great kids and I pray to God they don't turn out like me! I love, love, love my kids.

    Saturday, May 20, 2006

    Live to Ride

    Rele and I had eye appts. the other day and we got to go on our Harley! It was so much fun to spend a couple of hours together enjoying our motorcycle. Rele of course gets to ride a lot more often than I do, so it was quite a treat for me. We took the freeway down to the eye Dr. and took a more scenic route on the way home. We did get rained on a bit but it was no big deal.
    I think I started my fascination w/motorcycles, especially Harley Davidson when I was a freshman in high school. I even taught Travieso to say, "Live to Ride, Ride to Live," when he could barely say much else. I have always had the Harley "gear" and now, thanks to my wonderful hubby, I have an actual Harley. It does take some getting used to. It's scary to think about all the things that could go wrong. When I first started riding w/him it was hard to get over the fact that you don't get a seatbelt to hold you in, you don't have any doors or roof to help protect you, it's just you and a bike and the open road. I am just thankful that Rele has been kept safe and I am thankful that we have been so blessed. I think there will be more "date BIKE nights" in our future.