OK this is serious, and after the BAD reaction I had the other day, You my friends need to know this.
If you take me to the hospital and I can NOT speak for myself or am to stupid to do so, I can not under any circumstances be given Naproxin. or any form of. I run a high fever, forget what I am doing and eventually pass out! I also can not take codeine/vicoden/hydrocodone.... anything with CODEINE is bad for me. I am also allergic to Erythromyacin. I break out in hives, and throw up. And finally I am allergic to bees. If I get stung, there is always an eppi pen in my car, but you have to take me to the hospital if we can't find it. You have 20 minutes.
And to my dear friend Kate who noticed that I was reacting to my meds on Friday night. Thank You. I had never had that problem before, and had forgotten I had taken the pill at dinner. I appreciate your eagle eyes!!!!
Back still hurts, and I am still suffering some effects of the medicine problem, but I am on the mend!!
Thursday, January 29, 2009
Friday, January 23, 2009
Cookies, tone and the art of forgiveness
Odd title isn't it.
So this is a 3 part post, and I am trying something new.
(change is good, change is good, change is good)
First cookies, Oh how I love them. My friends daughter made me the BEST ones that I have eaten and I need that recipe. Yummy little pumpkin-spicy chocolate chip wonders with a glaze on top! TO DIE FOR.
Then about a week or so ago, I saw a recipe for chocolate chip bacon cookies. Not a combination that I would have put together, but it does satisfy the "salt and chocolate" urges that women get at certain times of the month. I tried them. Not the actual recipe from the TV show, but I did fry up some bacon, and made chocolate chip cookies and ate them together. (thank you Carrie for the idea.) It was a different taste, but not offensive. I may be persuaded to make them again. Maybe.
Tone. Tone is extremely difficult to judge here on the Internet. Most people (including myself) when reading an e-mail or a blog post, or even a Facebook note on your wall, read with a preconceived idea as to the tone of what the author is trying to say.
For example the Tone I use in my blog is not confrontational. I try to keep it informative. And by that I mean MY blog is a window into MY brain. I use it to express my feelings, insecurities, sadness's and joy. I write for me and me alone and I allow others to read it. I do not use it as a platform to attack. Anyone that truly knows me and has been on the receiving end of an attack from me knows that if we have a problem, you know it. I am not so passive aggressive that I post as a form of attack. My attacks usually come in the form of phone calls and if I am truly pissed off at you I will show up at your house and request a face to face.
Now back to tone and the way we take things. When my neighbor read the post I deleted yesterday she felt that I was angry and not happy with her as she expressed her feelings to me that she thought it wasn't my place to be a warning beacon to the community.
Kate who read the same post and had the opposite reaction. Just going to show that 2 different people can and usually do take things in different ways. 1 thought it to be about her, the other thought it was informative.
My tone in that post was to be informative. It was to let people know that things do happen in happy little bedroom communities. It was to say that I didn't take it seriously at first because I didn't want to believe it. Deep down in my heart, I had to check the facts. Not only for my own peace of mind, but also for the safety of my children. They walk home from school every day, and I as a mother will do what ever I need to do to protect them. If that ruffles a few feathers oh well. I was not put on this earth to be the peace maker. It is NOT in my genetic makeup.
My therapist warned me when I put up the new blog (after the drama the old blog caused) that some how drama would find me again if I made it public instead of keeping it just for me.
I really don't want to have to make it private, but if MY posts and MY opinions start attracting drama again, I will do just that. (Sorry Kate.)
I am filtering out as much drama from my life and I do not want the tone of my life to be a reflection of drama.
I regret having to delete the post, but in order to filter away the drama, I felt that it was best. However that being said, I will not be deleting any more nor censoring what I say. I do not excuse myself for the things I say here. The things that I say reflect my beliefs and my personality. By deleting that post I removed a part of myself and that is something I have to forgive myself for.
Speaking of forgiveness, we had a lesson in it here on Tuesday. Many many times I have told the 3 other people that live here not to leave their things on the stairs. It is a safety hazard and someone is going to get hurt. Multiple times over the course of 4 days, I asked my son to remove his spare pillow from the stairs. He did not, and on Tuesday I stepped on that pillow and fell down a few stairs. The X rays that I had taken don't show any bone damage which I am thankful for and the doc has me taking care of the pain with Aleeve. Which actually WORKS. She did call me in something with Codeine in it so that I could sleep, but after my dopiness the other night, I don't foresee me using it again.
I have forgiven my little boy. I forgave him the minute it happened. He comes home from school and hands me notes saying I am sorry. I write him notes saying I forgive him and that I know it was an accident and that he didn't do it on purpose. I hope to help him find a way to forgive himself so that he can have some peace.
Forgiveness is something that should be given freely to others and ourselves. It is something that we are all worthy of.
Our ability to forgive says alot about us as people. And keeps us at the very least 1 step above animals.
So this is a 3 part post, and I am trying something new.
(change is good, change is good, change is good)
First cookies, Oh how I love them. My friends daughter made me the BEST ones that I have eaten and I need that recipe. Yummy little pumpkin-spicy chocolate chip wonders with a glaze on top! TO DIE FOR.
Then about a week or so ago, I saw a recipe for chocolate chip bacon cookies. Not a combination that I would have put together, but it does satisfy the "salt and chocolate" urges that women get at certain times of the month. I tried them. Not the actual recipe from the TV show, but I did fry up some bacon, and made chocolate chip cookies and ate them together. (thank you Carrie for the idea.) It was a different taste, but not offensive. I may be persuaded to make them again. Maybe.
Tone. Tone is extremely difficult to judge here on the Internet. Most people (including myself) when reading an e-mail or a blog post, or even a Facebook note on your wall, read with a preconceived idea as to the tone of what the author is trying to say.
For example the Tone I use in my blog is not confrontational. I try to keep it informative. And by that I mean MY blog is a window into MY brain. I use it to express my feelings, insecurities, sadness's and joy. I write for me and me alone and I allow others to read it. I do not use it as a platform to attack. Anyone that truly knows me and has been on the receiving end of an attack from me knows that if we have a problem, you know it. I am not so passive aggressive that I post as a form of attack. My attacks usually come in the form of phone calls and if I am truly pissed off at you I will show up at your house and request a face to face.
Now back to tone and the way we take things. When my neighbor read the post I deleted yesterday she felt that I was angry and not happy with her as she expressed her feelings to me that she thought it wasn't my place to be a warning beacon to the community.
Kate who read the same post and had the opposite reaction. Just going to show that 2 different people can and usually do take things in different ways. 1 thought it to be about her, the other thought it was informative.
My tone in that post was to be informative. It was to let people know that things do happen in happy little bedroom communities. It was to say that I didn't take it seriously at first because I didn't want to believe it. Deep down in my heart, I had to check the facts. Not only for my own peace of mind, but also for the safety of my children. They walk home from school every day, and I as a mother will do what ever I need to do to protect them. If that ruffles a few feathers oh well. I was not put on this earth to be the peace maker. It is NOT in my genetic makeup.
My therapist warned me when I put up the new blog (after the drama the old blog caused) that some how drama would find me again if I made it public instead of keeping it just for me.
I really don't want to have to make it private, but if MY posts and MY opinions start attracting drama again, I will do just that. (Sorry Kate.)
I am filtering out as much drama from my life and I do not want the tone of my life to be a reflection of drama.
I regret having to delete the post, but in order to filter away the drama, I felt that it was best. However that being said, I will not be deleting any more nor censoring what I say. I do not excuse myself for the things I say here. The things that I say reflect my beliefs and my personality. By deleting that post I removed a part of myself and that is something I have to forgive myself for.
Speaking of forgiveness, we had a lesson in it here on Tuesday. Many many times I have told the 3 other people that live here not to leave their things on the stairs. It is a safety hazard and someone is going to get hurt. Multiple times over the course of 4 days, I asked my son to remove his spare pillow from the stairs. He did not, and on Tuesday I stepped on that pillow and fell down a few stairs. The X rays that I had taken don't show any bone damage which I am thankful for and the doc has me taking care of the pain with Aleeve. Which actually WORKS. She did call me in something with Codeine in it so that I could sleep, but after my dopiness the other night, I don't foresee me using it again.
I have forgiven my little boy. I forgave him the minute it happened. He comes home from school and hands me notes saying I am sorry. I write him notes saying I forgive him and that I know it was an accident and that he didn't do it on purpose. I hope to help him find a way to forgive himself so that he can have some peace.
Forgiveness is something that should be given freely to others and ourselves. It is something that we are all worthy of.
Our ability to forgive says alot about us as people. And keeps us at the very least 1 step above animals.
Sunday, January 18, 2009
You know you are old when.......
You know you are old when it is 9 pm and you are wondering why you still have your bra on.
You know you are old when the party starts at 10 and you have usually been in bed for an hour by then.
You know you are old when you put your pm pill in your purse to take in the car on the way home from a party.
You know you are old when you CANT remember the last time you left the house at 9:15 pm willingly.
You know you are old when you hit spell check, and take delight in the fact that there are no errors to fix.
Its almost my birthday, and I am officially all of the above.
You know you are old when the party starts at 10 and you have usually been in bed for an hour by then.
You know you are old when you put your pm pill in your purse to take in the car on the way home from a party.
You know you are old when you CANT remember the last time you left the house at 9:15 pm willingly.
You know you are old when you hit spell check, and take delight in the fact that there are no errors to fix.
Its almost my birthday, and I am officially all of the above.
Monday, January 12, 2009
H8 lives on Vandolah Lane
At the beginning of the school year, I gave my children a cell phone. They carry it because they walk home from school, and have to cross a busy street. I want them to be safe. I wanted to protect them. I unfortunately could not protect them from what happened today on the way home from school.
There is a house on my street that has 3 boys that live in it. 2 of them walk home from school sometimes with my children, but mostly walk way ahead of them.
My son calls me today to let me know that they are crossing Woodhaven. (the busy street)
While on the phone with my son, I hear this conversation.
Boys "Sarah you are so GAY, and we DON'T LIKE GAY PEOPLE"
Sarah "Well I like Gay people. I know a girl who has 2 moms and they are really nice"
Boys "Sarah is gay, Sarah is gay, Sarah is gay......" etc
Sarah "Whatever, you are stupid."
So, before piano today Sarah and I had a talk about this.
I asked her what she thought gay was.....She said, RSG and HG are gay. (she used their names....I edit)
I asked her what makes them gay.... She said they love each other, and they kiss on the lips so, they are gay.
I went on to ask her if she thought being gay was alright.......She didn't even miss a beat when she said YES! (I am ever so proud of my 7 year old daughter.)
There is a house on my street that has 3 boys that live in it. 2 of them walk home from school sometimes with my children, but mostly walk way ahead of them.
My son calls me today to let me know that they are crossing Woodhaven. (the busy street)
While on the phone with my son, I hear this conversation.
Boys "Sarah you are so GAY, and we DON'T LIKE GAY PEOPLE"
Sarah "Well I like Gay people. I know a girl who has 2 moms and they are really nice"
Boys "Sarah is gay, Sarah is gay, Sarah is gay......" etc
Sarah "Whatever, you are stupid."
So, before piano today Sarah and I had a talk about this.
I asked her what she thought gay was.....She said, RSG and HG are gay. (she used their names....I edit)
I asked her what makes them gay.... She said they love each other, and they kiss on the lips so, they are gay.
I went on to ask her if she thought being gay was alright.......She didn't even miss a beat when she said YES! (I am ever so proud of my 7 year old daughter.)
I am not proud however of saying where I live anymore. I really used to like this town. There were certain reasons why we moved here, but now they are being over shadowed by the bigotry and hatred that this town has chosen to adopt.
It is very upsetting to me that parents are teaching their children the language of hate. The mother of the bully boys is a teacher at the middle school here, and I certainly hope her hatred does not trickle down to her students.
My usual code is to forgive those who bully me/my family, because trying to talk about things and fix them never works with bigots. I am finding it extremely difficult this time.
I wonder if they need my old white sheets.
Mute button
As you well may know, I am a Nascar freak. A t-shirt wearing, TV yelling, highly superstitious Nascar freak.
There is 1 solid week of race talk, speculation, dueling, qualifying and more talking right before the Daytona 500.
This year the 500 is the day after Valentines day, and I have requested a "mute button" as my Valentines gift.
Every year KC gives me 3 no strings attached "mutes". I have to request them ahead of time, but I always get them. On those 3 days, (Daytona 500, Talladega, and the Brickyard 400) I get to sit on the couch alone in the house with the TV and surround sound on as loud as I want.
I don't have to cook for anyone, I don't have to parent anyone, I don't answer the phone, emails or texts, and unless my driver is doing poorly, I don't have to do any laundry/cleaning. Although I do admit to doing some superstitious laundry to get him back into the top 10.
You laugh, I can hear you, but hand to God, it works. I do laundry Kasey Kahne gets back into the top 10. When I stop, he falls out. SO, I try to pace the Sunday laundry so that he is in the top 10 the entire race.
The rest of the year, it is just implied that if mommy is watching her race cars you (no pun intended) stear clear.
Now the only thing I have to worry about is if my T shirt will be here in time.
There is 1 solid week of race talk, speculation, dueling, qualifying and more talking right before the Daytona 500.
This year the 500 is the day after Valentines day, and I have requested a "mute button" as my Valentines gift.
Every year KC gives me 3 no strings attached "mutes". I have to request them ahead of time, but I always get them. On those 3 days, (Daytona 500, Talladega, and the Brickyard 400) I get to sit on the couch alone in the house with the TV and surround sound on as loud as I want.
I don't have to cook for anyone, I don't have to parent anyone, I don't answer the phone, emails or texts, and unless my driver is doing poorly, I don't have to do any laundry/cleaning. Although I do admit to doing some superstitious laundry to get him back into the top 10.
You laugh, I can hear you, but hand to God, it works. I do laundry Kasey Kahne gets back into the top 10. When I stop, he falls out. SO, I try to pace the Sunday laundry so that he is in the top 10 the entire race.
The rest of the year, it is just implied that if mommy is watching her race cars you (no pun intended) stear clear.
Now the only thing I have to worry about is if my T shirt will be here in time.
Friday, January 9, 2009
Surprises
I don't like them.....I really don't.
Recently I made plans with my tattooist/gal pal and shoe junkie supporter to go to Silverado on the 18Th of January. I thought it was going to be a max of 3 me/her/brittini. (however not sure if this is crazy brittni)
What I was unaware of was, she posted it as a birthday bash for me.
I was unaware until Patti put a post on my wall that there was a naked boy party for me......did I mention I don't like surprises? To clarify, I KNEW about the naked gay boys....what I didn't know was there was a shin dig in the makings for me. SO, I am inviting everyone!!! Come one Come all!!! Please.
So, here is how my birthday week is going down. Pre party on the 15th with Helen Keller and Betty Crocker for breakfast. You know who you are. Sunday party at the Silverado, Monday family obligation, Tuesday other family obligation. Egad I am going to be a zombie on Wednesday!
SO I am hoping at some point SOME NICE PERSON says Hey Eileen lets go have TOM KAH at Dangs....OR Thai green curry at Zao. OR maybe just some cupcakes in baby land.
Just a thought........
Recently I made plans with my tattooist/gal pal and shoe junkie supporter to go to Silverado on the 18Th of January. I thought it was going to be a max of 3 me/her/brittini. (however not sure if this is crazy brittni)
What I was unaware of was, she posted it as a birthday bash for me.
I was unaware until Patti put a post on my wall that there was a naked boy party for me......did I mention I don't like surprises? To clarify, I KNEW about the naked gay boys....what I didn't know was there was a shin dig in the makings for me. SO, I am inviting everyone!!! Come one Come all!!! Please.
So, here is how my birthday week is going down. Pre party on the 15th with Helen Keller and Betty Crocker for breakfast. You know who you are. Sunday party at the Silverado, Monday family obligation, Tuesday other family obligation. Egad I am going to be a zombie on Wednesday!
SO I am hoping at some point SOME NICE PERSON says Hey Eileen lets go have TOM KAH at Dangs....OR Thai green curry at Zao. OR maybe just some cupcakes in baby land.
Just a thought........
Thursday, January 8, 2009
Carline HELL
This is the e-mail I sent to the school principal this morning. I am sick of the entitled Sherwood parents that are afraid that their children will melt if they get rain on them.
Good Morning Mr. Smith,
I apologize for bombarding you with this first thing in the morning, but if I don't address it now, I will forget again.
The parent pick up and drop off line is a major concern for me.
This morning for example I dropped my 2 children off at school at 7:38. When I arrived, there were 6 cars stopped behind the cross walk and NO ONE had pulled up to the sign that Eric Beasley had put out saying very clearly, "Please pull forward to here." With a large arrow pointing at the spot. I had to go around those 6 cars to follow the rules.
Eric was waving all of those cars forward and from what I witnessed, only one actually acknowledged him and pulled forward the others went on with their drop offs behind the cross walk.
This concerns me a great deal. When parents have to consistently pull around the cars that are not following the rules, it creates an extremely dangerous situation for our children and staff that are using the crosswalk and creating a catch 22 of sorts.
That being, do we break the rules with the habitual offenders and not pull up creating a nightmarish Carline situation for all, or do we pass those cars to follow the rules risking hitting a child that is not paying attention crossing in the parking lot cross walk or potentially hit a staff member.
I do realize that car line will never be perfect for all. Middleton administration and staff HAVE made great improvements in the afternoon line. I do appreciate all the improvements that have been made. They have been noticed by many and appreciated.
Now our major concern should be the morning line.
I do realize that you have alot of things to do at the school, and that you can't be everywhere managing everything so, I would be happy to help create and manage a parents/staff/admin brain storming group at the school to create some flow solutions, and find an acceptable way to inform parents of what the rules are and what the consequences of not following those rules will be. I do realize that many messages have been in the Middleton Messenger regarding the line, but in some cases, it is falling on "deaf" ears.
I'd even be happy to stand out there in the morning and "gently encourage" those who do not follow the rules to begin to.
I am extremely proud of our school, and I want everyone to feel the same way I do. I just wish that some of our parents could follow the "respectful, responsible and safe" motto that our children follow.
Let me know if there is anything I can do to help.
My phone number is 503-XXX-XXXX Thank you for listening, and again I apologize for hitting you with this first thing in the morning.
Have a great day,
Good Morning Mr. Smith,
I apologize for bombarding you with this first thing in the morning, but if I don't address it now, I will forget again.
The parent pick up and drop off line is a major concern for me.
This morning for example I dropped my 2 children off at school at 7:38. When I arrived, there were 6 cars stopped behind the cross walk and NO ONE had pulled up to the sign that Eric Beasley had put out saying very clearly, "Please pull forward to here." With a large arrow pointing at the spot. I had to go around those 6 cars to follow the rules.
Eric was waving all of those cars forward and from what I witnessed, only one actually acknowledged him and pulled forward the others went on with their drop offs behind the cross walk.
This concerns me a great deal. When parents have to consistently pull around the cars that are not following the rules, it creates an extremely dangerous situation for our children and staff that are using the crosswalk and creating a catch 22 of sorts.
That being, do we break the rules with the habitual offenders and not pull up creating a nightmarish Carline situation for all, or do we pass those cars to follow the rules risking hitting a child that is not paying attention crossing in the parking lot cross walk or potentially hit a staff member.
I do realize that car line will never be perfect for all. Middleton administration and staff HAVE made great improvements in the afternoon line. I do appreciate all the improvements that have been made. They have been noticed by many and appreciated.
Now our major concern should be the morning line.
I do realize that you have alot of things to do at the school, and that you can't be everywhere managing everything so, I would be happy to help create and manage a parents/staff/admin brain storming group at the school to create some flow solutions, and find an acceptable way to inform parents of what the rules are and what the consequences of not following those rules will be. I do realize that many messages have been in the Middleton Messenger regarding the line, but in some cases, it is falling on "deaf" ears.
I'd even be happy to stand out there in the morning and "gently encourage" those who do not follow the rules to begin to.
I am extremely proud of our school, and I want everyone to feel the same way I do. I just wish that some of our parents could follow the "respectful, responsible and safe" motto that our children follow.
Let me know if there is anything I can do to help.
My phone number is 503-XXX-XXXX Thank you for listening, and again I apologize for hitting you with this first thing in the morning.
Have a great day,
Monday, January 5, 2009
I've got my big girl pants on.
I want to believe that people are inherently good.
I want to believe that people always have good intentions and don't seek to defraud and steal from others.
I don't like the situation that I am currently in.
Back in October, a Pure Romance party happened at my house.
Orders were placed and money was exchanged. 2 people committed to having their own parties and did hold those parties. (those parties had the same problem I am about to tell you about.)
The consultant who did the party in the name of Pure Romance. (she used the words Pure Romance multiple times.) Took our money, and handed out product. What she didn't have in stock she told us she'd have to order.
Not something totally unreasonable right?! It's perfectly reasonable. We as her customers in good faith gave her our checks. Some even used their debit cards.
As of today January 5Th we have not received our orders and all that we have gotten is an empty promise of delivery.
I called this consultant the day of my friend Patti's party, which was in November. I wanted an up date on my product.
I CALLED HER!! SHE HADN'T CALLED ME.
She gave me this garbage story that Pure Romance shipped her entire order wrong, she had sent it back and was waiting for her correct order to show up. She assured me that I'd have my order soon. So, I waited. And waited some more.
Yesterday, I sent her an e-mail. It bounced back to me. Today I called her cell phone.....its been disconnected. I called her land line, disconnected. Tonight "P" and I went to her house. Her car was in the driveway. Her house lights were on, there was cat food on the porch in bowls, there were noises in her house. When we knocked...the house fell silent. We waited. Noise came back. We rang the bell, the house fell silent. It was clear she wasn't coming to the door.
So as we left, and thanks to modern technology, I now have a picture of her licence plate.
I am going to take that picture with me when the Crying Jew and I go to the Sherwood Police department and file police reports of theft and fraud. I am also getting extra report forms for the ladies that were at my house and for those who attended other parties.
I have contacted Pure Romance, but without a receipt which I didn't receive as I was told she needed it for the order, I am up shit creek with out a paddle so this is my only recourse.
I am sad that I have to do this. I am not afraid, just sad.
This woman is a single mom. She has 2 kids and has recently lost her job. I am sad that I have to make her life a bit more difficult. But if I don't she will do this to more people and I can't have that on my conscience.
So, I have put my big girl pants on, tightened my belt, and I am ready for it all!
I want to believe that people always have good intentions and don't seek to defraud and steal from others.
I don't like the situation that I am currently in.
Back in October, a Pure Romance party happened at my house.
Orders were placed and money was exchanged. 2 people committed to having their own parties and did hold those parties. (those parties had the same problem I am about to tell you about.)
The consultant who did the party in the name of Pure Romance. (she used the words Pure Romance multiple times.) Took our money, and handed out product. What she didn't have in stock she told us she'd have to order.
Not something totally unreasonable right?! It's perfectly reasonable. We as her customers in good faith gave her our checks. Some even used their debit cards.
As of today January 5Th we have not received our orders and all that we have gotten is an empty promise of delivery.
I called this consultant the day of my friend Patti's party, which was in November. I wanted an up date on my product.
I CALLED HER!! SHE HADN'T CALLED ME.
She gave me this garbage story that Pure Romance shipped her entire order wrong, she had sent it back and was waiting for her correct order to show up. She assured me that I'd have my order soon. So, I waited. And waited some more.
Yesterday, I sent her an e-mail. It bounced back to me. Today I called her cell phone.....its been disconnected. I called her land line, disconnected. Tonight "P" and I went to her house. Her car was in the driveway. Her house lights were on, there was cat food on the porch in bowls, there were noises in her house. When we knocked...the house fell silent. We waited. Noise came back. We rang the bell, the house fell silent. It was clear she wasn't coming to the door.
So as we left, and thanks to modern technology, I now have a picture of her licence plate.
I am going to take that picture with me when the Crying Jew and I go to the Sherwood Police department and file police reports of theft and fraud. I am also getting extra report forms for the ladies that were at my house and for those who attended other parties.
I have contacted Pure Romance, but without a receipt which I didn't receive as I was told she needed it for the order, I am up shit creek with out a paddle so this is my only recourse.
I am sad that I have to do this. I am not afraid, just sad.
This woman is a single mom. She has 2 kids and has recently lost her job. I am sad that I have to make her life a bit more difficult. But if I don't she will do this to more people and I can't have that on my conscience.
So, I have put my big girl pants on, tightened my belt, and I am ready for it all!
Sunday, January 4, 2009
Is the word Turnip code for drugs?
Seriously how dumb are people?
I posted that I had 3 turnips that my family wont eat on Craigs List. So I get a call today that this gal would like to trade with me. I call her back and this is the conversation.
Me: "Hi, I am returning the call from the gal looking for Turnips."
Her "that's me, do you still have the turnips?"
Me " I sure do. they are very fresh"
Her "cool.....would you like to trade them for some Chronic broccoli or cauliflour?"
Me "um, I'd rather have the broccoli or Cauliflour....dont need the chronic thanks."
Her "oh ok..bye"
So seriously, are you so hard up for TURNIPS that you are willing to trade dope for it? Or am I being thick and posted an add for drugs? I really don't know. HELP!!!! I don't know the code if there is one.
I posted that I had 3 turnips that my family wont eat on Craigs List. So I get a call today that this gal would like to trade with me. I call her back and this is the conversation.
Me: "Hi, I am returning the call from the gal looking for Turnips."
Her "that's me, do you still have the turnips?"
Me " I sure do. they are very fresh"
Her "cool.....would you like to trade them for some Chronic broccoli or cauliflour?"
Me "um, I'd rather have the broccoli or Cauliflour....dont need the chronic thanks."
Her "oh ok..bye"
So seriously, are you so hard up for TURNIPS that you are willing to trade dope for it? Or am I being thick and posted an add for drugs? I really don't know. HELP!!!! I don't know the code if there is one.
Thursday, January 1, 2009
$ 10.25
I hate starting things with numbers.....I feel like I am getting ready to break into a song from rent.
I have to start with a number however because I am 1. horrified that movie prices have gone up to 10.25 to see a movie, and that people pay that amount and then treat the movie theater like it is their personal living room.
My husband is rolling his eyes at me for this because he knows that I have a thing with movie theaters. (actually it is the people that go there.)
So that I don't turn into a beast and snarl at the people around me, I typically sit in the back. (unless of course I am with someone who hates the back and then I insist on sitting on the end so that I can get out and cool off if necessary)
I can't stand listening to some one scarf down their popcorn I HATE it. Popcorn eating smackers are drawn to me and always seem to sit behind me. But, as usual, I digress.
The reason why I am writing tonight is this. Kate and I went to see Ani and John's new beautiful baby boy today. He is absolutely darling. He is bigger than my children were at his tender age of 5 days old. BUT I can't remember my kids being that small. Oh how they grow. Anyway after the visit with Ani, and John we went to dinner, then to Bridgeport for a movie.
The movie was lovely. We saw Benjamin Button. You must see this movie. It is a long 166 minutes, but it is such a nice story. Its not the feel good movie of the year, but it is very entertaining and I did NOT do a watch check half way through. A good sign that I am being entertained.
We got to the theater early enough to snag the BEST spot in my opinion. On the end in the back. Oh how happy I was knowing that NO ONE could bother me tonight. Boy was I wrong. We couldn't have been in our seats 5 minutes before 2 people chose to sit almost on top of Kate in a virtually empty row instead of leaving the courtesy seat between strangers. (I know what you are thinking, I am being overly sensitive. Usually I'd agree with you, but there were plenty of seats for these yahoos to sit in so WHY did they choose to sit by us.) Needless to say Kate and I moved seats. To the Handicapped seats saying very loudly to those around us that we'd happily move if a disabled person needed the seats. Then Dork ball that plopped down next to us says "Oh ya no one ever sits there" I almost yelled across Kate saying, "then why the hell didn't you sit there butt wad" But I didn't. Now I mentioned that the movie was 166 minutes for a reason. Kate and I for 166 minutes got to listen to dork wad smoosh and open his candy wrappers. Slowly and loudly. Over and Over again. We also got to listen to them talk in their normal voices (not whispers) during the entire movie. These people thought that they were at home. They would get up, drop things, go pick them up, stretch, talk and just be rude to those around them with their noise level. I only had to listen to the guy I have dubbed the squeaker. His chair needed to have its hinges greased as the chair as he rocked it went squeak squeak squeak squeak, you get the picture.
Why is it that we as a society have become so rude? Why is it socially acceptable to say bring in a bag of fast food into a movie theater, or talk loudly through a movie. I understand that they also paid the same amount of money for their tickets to see the movie, but when they put up a poster at the theater saying "please be considerate of those around you and silence your cell phone" shouldn't you also silence yourself? Or do we need a poster for that too?
I have to start with a number however because I am 1. horrified that movie prices have gone up to 10.25 to see a movie, and that people pay that amount and then treat the movie theater like it is their personal living room.
My husband is rolling his eyes at me for this because he knows that I have a thing with movie theaters. (actually it is the people that go there.)
So that I don't turn into a beast and snarl at the people around me, I typically sit in the back. (unless of course I am with someone who hates the back and then I insist on sitting on the end so that I can get out and cool off if necessary)
I can't stand listening to some one scarf down their popcorn I HATE it. Popcorn eating smackers are drawn to me and always seem to sit behind me. But, as usual, I digress.
The reason why I am writing tonight is this. Kate and I went to see Ani and John's new beautiful baby boy today. He is absolutely darling. He is bigger than my children were at his tender age of 5 days old. BUT I can't remember my kids being that small. Oh how they grow. Anyway after the visit with Ani, and John we went to dinner, then to Bridgeport for a movie.
The movie was lovely. We saw Benjamin Button. You must see this movie. It is a long 166 minutes, but it is such a nice story. Its not the feel good movie of the year, but it is very entertaining and I did NOT do a watch check half way through. A good sign that I am being entertained.
We got to the theater early enough to snag the BEST spot in my opinion. On the end in the back. Oh how happy I was knowing that NO ONE could bother me tonight. Boy was I wrong. We couldn't have been in our seats 5 minutes before 2 people chose to sit almost on top of Kate in a virtually empty row instead of leaving the courtesy seat between strangers. (I know what you are thinking, I am being overly sensitive. Usually I'd agree with you, but there were plenty of seats for these yahoos to sit in so WHY did they choose to sit by us.) Needless to say Kate and I moved seats. To the Handicapped seats saying very loudly to those around us that we'd happily move if a disabled person needed the seats. Then Dork ball that plopped down next to us says "Oh ya no one ever sits there" I almost yelled across Kate saying, "then why the hell didn't you sit there butt wad" But I didn't. Now I mentioned that the movie was 166 minutes for a reason. Kate and I for 166 minutes got to listen to dork wad smoosh and open his candy wrappers. Slowly and loudly. Over and Over again. We also got to listen to them talk in their normal voices (not whispers) during the entire movie. These people thought that they were at home. They would get up, drop things, go pick them up, stretch, talk and just be rude to those around them with their noise level. I only had to listen to the guy I have dubbed the squeaker. His chair needed to have its hinges greased as the chair as he rocked it went squeak squeak squeak squeak, you get the picture.
Why is it that we as a society have become so rude? Why is it socially acceptable to say bring in a bag of fast food into a movie theater, or talk loudly through a movie. I understand that they also paid the same amount of money for their tickets to see the movie, but when they put up a poster at the theater saying "please be considerate of those around you and silence your cell phone" shouldn't you also silence yourself? Or do we need a poster for that too?
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