Ok so lets just start with I got married in August and by November was getting a divorce.  Its now February and still not divorced but not a lot i can do about it.  So much has happened since i have been on here i don't know what else to talk about.  Ok the soon to be ex-cheese that is so past his expiration date is the guy from last march and the same one mentioned not by name but referred to throughout following dates.  He is 5 yrs younger than me and Hispanic and well he lied allot to me and his family and well lets just not get into the rest.  I have quit my second job (back in October)  My "husband" wasn't helping with the bills and i was soo sick so i asked him for help and he said i could quit one job but then never helped me out. (he is in Kuwait currently) He made Pickles so many promises that will never be filled it breaks my heart.  I have been in the hospital in November, grandma died in October, been sick for the last month with what they tell me is a physical reaction from too much stress (lost half my hair and about 16 lbs.) and possibly have cancer.  Ok so that pretty much gets you current.  Oh yeah and puppy (17yr old dog) died 3 days after i got out of the hospital.  But my spirits are up, the military is making him pay me BAH until the divorce is final which means i can hold off on the two job thing again thank god because there is no way i can handle it.  My truck is still great. I finally got a couch and tv they were gifts from the husband and we had cable and internet for about 5 months. I know right living like kings for us.  But i still filled unfulfilled, lacking and lost.  Working on it, but the first thing to start on is the whole sick thing and being able to eat again!       

Well, so far I have to say that June is at the least been interesting so far.  I have had several crises, been harassed by I have no idea how, scared out of my wits, made major financial decisions, had possibly a minor heart attack and well the list goes on.  Lets just say I’ve been busy.

 

Pickles has been out of town for a week and will be gone for a while longer and I miss him terribly and really don’t know quite what to do with myself.  Things have actually calmed down for the last week.   Let’s see I guess it all started a few weeks ago with some difficulties with my bank that continually got worse. Then my hair started falling out again. After that bank issues it caused a cascade effect through out my financial responsibilities, so basically I panicked and everything got worse. The stupid sun roof on my car started leaking. Oh and I found out that the people that have to take a test from where they are to get to where I am and go through an interview process were getting a raise and I wasn’t.  OKAY that makes sense.   My health got worse. I got upset so everything got worse.  I started getting phone calls and text messages from some guy with a Nashville area code who was supposedly a friend of some other guy I don’t know they knew where I worked (second job) and my cell number and were really rude and it scared the crap out of me.  Thought I had that one solved and another Nashville number started in a week later.  I think they are done now though.  I have had so much to do at my main job I could be working there 80 hr weeks and maybe catch up.    Its been crazy.

 

So anyway among many other things that went on with people from the past and present and other small calamities just about all that stuff is fixed.   The money is better there’s a plan in place that actually lets me take a vacation in December and renovate my house.  My supervisors managed to get me a raise (after a lot of discussion and arguments (not with me)) .   So mostly, everything is almost all better.  I managed to get home and go to six flags with my mom and pickles.  I am feeling more relaxed about most everything.  A few issues linger but they have for a while and they are more personal than well all that other crap.  Love and all that junk ya know.   So once again I stand triumphant after a catastrophe.   A good friend actually reminded me of the fact that all this junk always hits me at the same time and I always manage to get through it ok.   He was right, but ya know what?  I think I earned that damn vacation this time! So cross your fingers and hope that it actually does all work out and maybe just maybe it will.

 

Ok I guess I kind of haven’t mentioned the guy that is now calling me his girlfriend.  I am going to preface this with the information that I am pissed at him right now and am not in the best mood to be making the introduction.   All the people from my 2^nd job insist that I am too good looking for him and should find someone hot.   The one person that has met him for about 2 seconds from my main job thinks he is the greatest thing since sliced bread.   I think he is cute.  People should not be so, well shallow and obsessed with looks.  I happen to think he is good looking so there!  Even if I didn’t it’s the person inside that you see after you get to know someone.   We have gone to a hockey game ( Go Preds!), movies, party at my house, and several lunches, for the last week its all been hanging out at my place watching movies.   I have even made him cookies twice.   OH and dinner once, not counting the time I got take out!  He has brought me dinner at work too, we had a parking lot picnic (take out fettuccine alfredo)  He does not have a phone.  If and when he calls me it’s from work or a friends phone.  He has allegedly ordered an apple I phone that hasn’t come in and has been due in for about 2-3 weeks.  I am becoming skeptical of the phone thing, especially with the new info that has entered into the picture (love the internet!).  Ok the other issues are that he is in the army and we all know that I have a rule against dating military.  He is younger than me but in his defense he is got a better head on his shoulders than just about every guy my age that I have ever met. (that’s if you believe everything he says which has gotten me into trouble before).  Apparently well educated, pays his bills or at least his truck payment I don’t know that he has any others due to the lack of phone and he lives in the barracks.    He is from California.  Every one and everything is California lately.  Maybe it’s a clue as to where I should move or something.  He has also invited me to his brothers wedding in Las Vegas in November and on a cruise to the Bahamas in December.    I really do like him, except for the phone thing.  I just feel kind of nervous about the fact that I am a little on the doubtful side. Maybe its just because in the past when people have told me the things he has told me about his life I always find out they are a big looser with a capital L.   Liars.  Bums. Etc.   Also the fact that I like him is not good, let’s take a look at my track record.  If I like you there is no way I should date you!  On other fronts I am asked out constantly by other people at work (2^nd job) It has mostly been since I started dating this other guy.   Two or three other people that I was/would be interested in have asked me out and I had to turn them down.  I mean damn if I get this much action at a video store imagine if I worked at a bar!  I have to tell you its fabulous for the ego, but it kind of gives you that “the grass is greener” syndrome.  Still love’n the new ride.  Had a ex text me because he wanted to have sex.  Have told said ex in the past not interested not that kinda girl, he then informed me that he was going to be a daddy.  WTF!  Go hook up with her then damn it!  Leave me alone.  Even if I didn’t have a man, I would not be doing that!  Damn I just actually said I got a man.  Guess that means I have given in to the dark side.   I am also taking diet pills.  Well actually they are fat burners.  Mostly this is because I am so tired and they wake me up.  I also was supposed to start working out with the devil again yesterday but due to a back injury  that will not heal it is a no go.  SO this means I actually have to motivate myself and get to sweatin.  I really don’t see that happening.   Its too hot to walk/run, I won’t go to the free gym at work by myself, and I will not pay for a membership if I can go for free.  I guess I just need to suck it up and stop whinning.  The above mentioned *choke* boyfriend has said that he will run with me but I am too much of a wimp and too embarrassed by my out of shapeness to actually take his workout crazy self up on it.

Just got of work from my second job and had to stop by my 1st due to Pickels getting sent home friday for throwing up on the nurse.  

 

On the car front, it now wont shift out of 2nd gear.  Its getting totaled out by the insurance company so the loan I took out to pay for engine repairs will be paid off and I get a few hundred to boot.   I found a car I want, but the down payment is 2500.  That I dont have.   I can get a different one but I want the transam convertable!!! (she said while stamping her foot)   I guess I will end up with the sunfire no options and manual transmission.   Sigh....   Fullyloaded convertable or sunfire um  easy choice but alas the down payment is mandatory and even with my cash and a trade in no dice.  I am about 1400 short.   Sigh again.  Ok i am spoiled or at least so I am told but I just see it as I know what I like and dont want to settle.  

 

More random booty calls this week.  Whats that about anyway?   I yhad no less that three in a week.  By three I mean 3 different exs calling to see if i was intersted.   These are all guys I dated for over 6 months to a year well except for the weirdo I listed in the previous entry.   I just dont get it.  They all know me better than that!   AND I was asked out by another 21 yr old.   I give up, its hopeless.   Ireland (store manager at 2nd job)  (have you noticed all the people that get named after locations in this blog?)  is thinking about setting me up with a guy i was apparently flirting with at work today.   Apparently if you have a friendly conversation with anyone of the opposite sex anymore its flirting.   I see it as talking to people but apparelty its flirting or so say people i work with at both jobs.   Goodlooking employed guy in my age range though..... hmmm and i know that he likes butter pecan (my fave)  ice cream for breakfast..... hmmm again, maybe.

 

Oh yeah the car broke down in the middle of nowhere last week on the way to pick up friend to go to gay bar so that didn't happen.  I was really looking forward to it too, a chance to have fun and relax without getting hit on by sleaze balls.   Oh well tomorrow starts another week.

 

Dogs can see ghosts.

I am not a whore.  I have been on a date or two, but as I do not sleep (have sex) with these people or take money from them in any way shape or form I do not see how I am a whore.   Apparently, that is the perception according to a co-worker.  I can’t remember the last time I had sex.   I have been out with 2 or 3 people one time since December and apparently that looks bad.  OK two were friends, one a friend I would like to date but still…..    I am so sick of people’s opinions and them sticking there nose where it does not belong.   Also on the list is the ridiculousness that has been going on at my main job.  A person that has my old cell number (my only contact number for 2-3 years) has called my boss and complained that they get calls for me on a weekly basis since they have had the phone (6 months).  I don’t see how this is my problem but apparently it is as I am being accused by said person and apparently my supervisor of ducking creditors and still giving the number out.  OK whatever.  The only creditors I have are my house and a visa and um they are not late, check my damn credit report.   I told my boss I would take a lie detector to the fact that I have not given this number out and apparently its not necessary.  Whatever, this is only the tip of the iceberg still wondering why I hate my job?  Been here 8 years used to love it now dread it.   I am not too thrilled about having to work 2 jobs either.      

 

Since I am bitching I would like to know how me telling someone I am busy for the rest of the week, I only am interested in seeing them if everyone plans on keeping their clothes on and that I am seeing someone equals him telling me he wants to give me oral.   I thought I had made it clear to the person that I was not interested in that type of relationship, but apparently not.  I have let him think a few times that I would meet him after work just because he pisses me off and I had every intention of standing him up but it never get to the point of me standing him up because he pisses me off to badly first and I just ignore him.  I wish there was a way to block his damn text messages.  Talk about being an ass, you wouldn’t believe some of the things this guy texts me! 

 

Just having a crappy week I guess.  The only person I am interested in dating live to far away for it.  He is pretty cool.  Musician, vegetarian, carpenter.   Great guy we have a lot in common.   He is making me a cd of his greatest hits at my request. 

 

I might be making my first trip to a gay bar this weekend.   Friend of mine made me promise I would go out with him tonight ( and uh if you didn’t figure it out, he’s gay). Almost went last night but he decided he couldn’t take me out if I had to be at work at 7 am today.  I don’t know the purpose of me going to a gay bar besides to hang out with him and hopefully relax and not worry about getting hit on by sleaze balls like at a normal bar but who knows, anything can happen.

 

Bills are paid my nails look fabulous and I am getting my hair done Monday.  Life isn’t too bad except that I have two nights a week off.  I planned on spending valentines with Pickles (had to turn down the vegetarian’s dinner plans to do so)  rented him two movies got home about 5 fell asleep about 530.  So much for quality time.   Poor kid. I picked him up last night from the neighbor’s (not the creepy one) at about 1 am because he misses me and wanted to see me for a few minutes even if that’s all he got.   Now that will break anyone’s hart.   I love the little booger damn it and he is the greatest kid.  

 

Stupid car is getting worse.  (hence not driving to see vegetarian recently)  Now I hit the gas and the car slows down on top of overheating!   No hope on that front though.  I have decided that I just don’t want a car payment that will keep me from quitting my second job.   So cheep and crappy it is!  WOO HOO.  

 

I wascarded for cigarettes last night and have been asked out by more boys (boys=under 25 years old).  So on the nice side of life I look really good for my age.  Nobody thinks I am over 24-25 and apparently the gas station clerk thinks I might not be 18 or something. HA!   Damnit at least I am still a hottie!  (which is probably why sleaze balls want to hit on me and always wanting sex and no relationship I am just not that kind of girl damnit give it up!)   

 

Well I bitched enough for the day. At least I am not still whining.  Things are getting way better.   I might even have living room furniture by the end of the month and it will be paid for!   I figure I work this job till I get that and my car, maybe a few other things and then go back to school again.   Fix the stuff that’s wrong (none left) fix up the house (working on it) save a couple hundred (not yet started) and then quite.  Sometime in march or April if everything goes right.   Sounds like a plan Stan.   At least I know I am making progress on the right path!

 

Hope all your days are filled with love and happiness, free from worry and strife and that you enjoy every minute of them no matter what.  

 

 

My mortgage company screwed up my credit and I can’t get my new car untill after the 17^th when the credit report updates. 

 

We (Pickles, a friend of mine and myself) went to the movies Tuesday.  When the movies started it was in Spanish.  The entire movie was in subtitles.  I don’t mind that but Pickles cant read fast enough to keep up with it.  Good movie though.

 

I started my IV therapy for anemia yesterday (Thursday). It went pretty easily.  I took a 2 hr nap. 

 

I only have to work untill 11 tonight so I am excited about that and I work tommorrow day and off Sunday so gues who almost has a whole weekend!   I need to clean the house so badly.   But I bet I sleep almost all weekend and get nothing done! 

 

Did I mention that I went to a “phycic”  in January?  He told me that I would get a boyfrined in March-April that would last for about 9 months and I would leave him for my soulmate whom I will marry 6 months later.  He also said that I would only be at my 2^nd job for about 3 months and I would get a new full time job in the april – may timeframe.  He told me a bunch of other things, one being that Pickels will have the gift he does that will start to manifest in about 6 months and he would reach his full potetial by the time he was 14.  I am not saying that I belive all this just it was interesting and it gives you something to look forward to. 

Still working two jobs still, so tired that I had to cancel a booty call in favor of sleep.  Now that is bad.   I start IV therapy next week for severe anemia.   I should start feeling a lot better then, at least I hope.  

 

I got my car back only too find out that it will take over 2 grand to fix it to drivable status.   SO my mechanic told me that I just need a new car.   A little over a week into that I might/should get the car today or tomorrow.  Pickles is more excited about this than I am.   I have never had a car payment so this will be a new one for me.  Thank goodness, for the second job the total pay from that will make the car payment.  There goes any chance of sleep anytime soon.    

 

On the cheese front… nothing to report except that I am still an asshole magnet.   No new dates no new dudes, just the same 3 or 4 trying to play games.   To hell with them!  My friend from work invited me out with him and his boyfriend for Valentines Day so I won’t be alone.   Well thanks but no thanks.  I will work one or two jobs that day go home and have a drink if I do not fall asleep looking in the fridge first, and go to bed.   Who needs a social life anyway?   The little bit I had of one (weekly card game etc) has disappeared because of work.   Although I had a very drunk very cute bisexual ask for my number last Saturday.   Apparently, above said friend has already gone out with him.   Cute or not I don’t give my number to drunk guys who hit on me at the video store (especially while working). 

 

Oh well at least I know I still got it! 

 

 

know its been awhile.   I have been busy.  I started a second job last week and I am worn out!  I have to be at my regular job pretty early in the morning.  Well my new job is a night job and I didn’t get home till after 2 last night.   I also get the added fun of working all day today and again tonight, then again Saturday night and all day Sunday.   I did say part time right?   At least the people are cool so far and its  pretty easy job just tiring after so many hours plus I am not used to being on my feet 8 hours straight.  

 

I finally saw the chiropractor Tuesday.  It was fabulous.  I even get a half hour massage after my appointment if I want.  Definitely worth the co-pay.  

 

I met with a precognitive clairvoyant Saturday.  I am not saying I believe what he had to say is going to happen but I have to admit that he knew impossible things about me, my family, and my life in general.  I got a lot of good news so I left feeling pretty great. 

 

The dating thing is up in the air right now.  Not only do I not have time for it now, I just don’t have any quality applicants at this time.   Well there is one, but ……. Yeah well if I decide one way or the other is up to him at this point.  

 

Car broke down Wednesday night.   While they were fixing the bad distributor module, they discovered that it was overheating because the lines were blocked.  They cleared the lines which in turn make the leak in the radiator housing worse so it could not wait to be repaired next month as I had planned (with the ever popular tax refund money). No 3 days later and a whole lot of cash I should get my car back in working order.  Which is definitely a good thing because do you know how hard it is to find a ride home at 2 am? 

Men should come with a warning label. BEWARE JACKASS INSIDE.  Or perhaps  WARNING MAY SPEW FORTH LIES.   Etc.  

 

 

For my first food in about 3 days I had an egg white quiche in a whole wheat shell,   Roasted Vegetable variety at that.  It was gross do not buy it.  I did eat the entire thing anyway as I was ravenous.  

 

I had my second interview for my second job today.  The whole time he (Dist Manager) just talked about what I would be doing, the dress code and then asked when I could start.   Then he said he would talk with the manager when I left and I would here from them today or at the latest tomorrow.  I am taking this as a good thing since when I told her I put an application in she jumped up and clapped and scheduled the interview! YEAH a good thing finally happened. I will do actually dancing if when they call and say yes you have the job.  

 

I have also decided that I need to become a raging alcoholic to numb my brain at night; I am excitedly planning mixers and figuring the current amount of alcohol in the house to days until payday.

 

I am hoping to go to my neighbors house this weekend and get my ass whipped at cards again this weekend.  Loosing last time might have had something to do with my drinking an entire bottle of homemade wine in about 3 hrs.   I haven’t figured out how that was 3 glasses yet as that is all I recall having.   Nevertheless, I had a great time last week.  

 

I also talked to a friend I haven’t seen in at least a year to get together.   We used to be over at her house 3-4 days a week, then she moved on post (here in town but difficult to get onto if you are not military). 

 

 

Zoey also chewed up a card with a phone number on it of a friend who works at the spa.   So I have lost her number and am going to have to figure out a way to schedule and back out of an appt to go talk to her because I can’t afford one right now.  I got it a 15-minute consult.  Works every time!

 

So that’s about the last few days minus some nitty-gritty that I cant bring my self to tell anyone.  No it’s not naughty.  I sure want to be though Damn it!!!!  

 

After the recent events, I am trying my best not to give up and just sit in a dark corner.  Dixie, my baby, my Siberian husky who has been with me through more turmoil in my life than I can recall had to leave this world New Years Eve.   I was devastated and still am.   My car was hit last week in a hit and run while I was dropping of donations at the humane society.   I can’t get that fixed until I get my tax refund.   My steering has gone out and the radiator has a problem. That is another 1500.  The basement still floods if I try to do laundry or wash dishes, and now the toilet runs no stop so my last 3 water bills have been double the normal amount.   I still do not have TV or stereo, or even a car stereo.  I have no couch.  I told the guy I just started to dating I can’t see him anymore because I decided it was too early for both of us to be dating again.  I just gave in on my year hiatus because I am so lonely. I have a stress rash; my anemia is getting to the point they have to give me IV therapy.   The only good thing is that my job interview for a second job went great.  I have a interview with the dist. Manager and then find out if I got it or not.   I cant really handle a second job, I will end up sick and off both jobs or in the hospital but at this point (3 months no child support) I have no choice.  I have taken out a loan on my car twice to get this far. 

 

I am at a point in my life that I feel so alone.  I just want friends that I can call and know that they will be there for me, people to see me like this and make sure to come over and check on me and cheer me up.  I do it for others; I just do not get it back.   I need to make some major changes in my life but I am just not sure what to change to make it better at this point.  

Well I haven’t had much to write about lately as has been obvious by my lack of blogging. 

 

Last night Pickles and I went Trick or treating. Well, he did I just tagged along.  We took Dixie with us.  She has been going with us for as long as Pickles has been trick or treating.  Zoey went too.  Zoëy is our newest dog.  She is a Chihuahua but looks like a min Pincher.  Just adorable. She wore a pink hoody since it was so cold out last night.  She whines and follows me everywhere.  She only stops crying if I pick her up and carry her with me.  She only weighs about 2 lbs. 

 

Mom still has my yucky car, she hasn’t fixed hers yet.  I told her fix one and sell the other this is too expensive! 

 

We still don’t have a couch or tv.  The car has no stereo. Nothing has changed other than the fact that I have now seen every new release on video and a lot of old ones thrown in to fill the gaps. 

 

Oh yeah my basement flooded.  I can not do dishes or laundry because the water just empties into the basement.  Life is the same in my world, always something dramatic and nothing important. 

I have met my soul mate.  I know this because the magic eight ball told me last night.  Unfortunately, it is not meant to be and according to the all-knowing eight ball, we will never date for any valid amount of time.  I should however consider flirting with a recently divorced person I know.  Stupid eight ball, too bad the thing isn’t always right. I know better than to date the recently divorced. 

 

Pickles wants me to get married again.  This has been a growing concern of his for the last few years.  He wants a step dad.  He does not however want me to change my name if I were to get married.  The kid has been seriously on my case about dating lately.  He does not agree with my dating sabbatical and is hounding me daily to go out.  Poor kid, I think he just wants a dad he sees more that 3-4 weekends a year.  I agree he does need a permanent male figure in his life (He has been on the waiting list for a big brother for a few years). 

 

This brings me to my curse.  When I was born my parents unknowingly placed a curse on me. I was named after a song. (My brothers middle name is from a song too let’s just say he is not a bullfrog but he will drink your wine)  The girl in the song is a waitress at a bar on the docks.  Everybody thinks she is great they all want her, but and there is always a but, she only loves one man. He loves her back, but his lifestyle is more important to him.  She pines for him and is faithful, but he never comes home to her.  Like her, I never settle for less of a man. Guys tend to think Oh your so great how come your not with anybody?  I have loved a few in my time and as previously, discussed, other things were more important to them.  I have only been dumped once in my entire life.  Its not that they don’t want me in fact I have been proposed to by approx five different men but I do not think these guys were normal let alone mentally stable (with the exception of my ex husband and a guy I was with for 2 years.  That’s many people wanting to be with me.  Not many can say that that many people have wanted to marry them. But then I will take quality over quantity any day.  I am just biding my time now.  I really don’t care if I ever get married again, I just want eventually to be in a relationship with a person I know loves me.  I am not closed to the possibility of dating right now, but I am not in any way shape or form actively looking, If it happens it happens.  This is Pickles influence. 

 

BTW, Sunday is Pickles birthday.  He is going to be 10 years old. To celebrate we are going to the Egyptian exhibit at the Center for Visual Arts in Nashville. I invited Idaho.  (the kid not the state can you imagine the door charge for an entire state?  At least we would get a group discount)  I think I will then take the two of them to the restaurant of Pickles choice (no CHuckie Cheese allowed). My bet is on the Rainforest café.  So as you can see my child is not normal either.  How many 10 year olds would choose a museum exhibit for their birthday?  I love that kid he is so me.  Guess I should insist on a movie so he atlest does something 10 year old like.  Maybe the IMAX.

 

 

Happy birthday to Pickles, the most non virgo virgo I have ever met,  The love of my life and the source of my happiness.  Love ya buddy.

 

The expression "tying the knot" comes from an old Roman custom where the bride's clothes were tied up in knots and the groom was supposed to untie the knots.

Well I made to St Louis and back on two hours of sleep.  What a weekend.  I was sick Thursday and had to leave work early.  Friday I got off work, and then the furniture people came and got the couch and chair from my living room.  After that, Pickles and I had to go vacuum and shampoo the carpets in the z24. Then we hightailed it over to a business meeting on the other side of town.  Finally, we made it to Rerun’s speed trials (better late than never). We left there about half way through and got home about 11pm.  Woo talk about a Friday night!  I tossed and turned all night and finally gave in and got up around 6 am and took off for STL after a pit stop at the gas station for an AMP and ephedrine break.  We drove the four and a half to five hours to STL then 45 minutes to see my grand mother in the nursing home from my mom’s apartment. Then I turned the vehicle around and drove the 6 hours back to my house, with an hour-long stop at the senior citizen filled cracker barrel for pancakes and turkey sausage.  I had a bunch of stuff to do that I won’t bore you further with then I crashed, and I crashed hard.  I got up at 9am Sunday and saw my mom off and then I crashed some more.  Actually, I did not get up until 4 pm Sunday afternoon.  At that point, I was pretty pissed that I wasted an entire weekend.  So I didn’t what anybody would do I my situation (wasted weekend and broke with a kid, no cable, no living room furniture boyfriend busy no groceries) I did laundry and played video games and watched a DVD with my kid. Oh and he had mini pizza and I had a Twinkie.  We did play the alphabet game, I spy and 20 questions about two bazillion times in the car this weekend though And I do call that quality time. We also listened to family friendly comedy cds (Jeff Foxworthy and Bill Envall), other cds, and the radio.  10+ hours in the car with me and the Pickles is not a bad time really it was kind of fun.  He’s a great kid. 

"Somniphobia" is the fear of sleep

 

Well, I am back, badly sunburned and blistered. Ok so it’s only my shoulders, but did you know that just about all shirts lay on your shoulders?  Bra straps are extremely painful as well when you have a bright red-blistered layer of skin covering the top of your shoulders.    I am not complaining though, ok so maybe I have wined a little ( A LOT). 

 

We had a great time though!  I added some of the photos from the trip.  It’s the St. Louis Zoo, six flags, a Metropolis IL (home of superman). We went to a water park too, but I didn’t have a pocket in my bikini for the camera so there are no pictures from there. Not that any of you need to see me in a bikini for that matter.

 

We stayed at my mom’s apt.  It’s a tiny one bedroom place.  There were four of us: Pickles, me, my former moldy cheese (Rerun from here on out because that’s what he is!) and Rerun’s nephew.  The four of us slept on; a blow up air mattress (is there any other kind?), a flip out chair, and a love seat.  The love seat is the couch because the room is too small for a couch.  There was not enough room to walk around us.  There is also only one bathroom.  Still it was nice.  The only real problem was my mom’s cat.  Pickles and I are allergic (which is why she is moms cat not ours anymore) and we both had nosebleeds for the last 5-6 days.  Talk about fun to wake up to.

 

On the subject of rerun, I have dated him in the past so this is his rerun season.  Actually in this case the rerun is even better than the first time it aired.  Here’s  hoping it stays that way. (which as I know it never stays as good as when it starts) 

 

I know that we all get comfortable and stop trying to impress the other person after sometime together. Does it really have to be that way?  Just because you have been together for a few months, it shouldn’t give you the right to stop thinking of the other person as you used to.  It shouldn’t mean that you stop going out, stop thinking about the little things like a soda from the store on you way over to visit or cutting the grass for them cause their lawnmower is broken.  (Hell, just fix my mower and solve the problem!) And it does not give the other person the right to stop being grateful and start expecting these things.  I have to say that is some past relationships I am guilty of both.   Granted with time come levels comfort, intimacy, and understanding that are worth the wait in a good relationship. I guess my point is that we should never start taking each other for granted. Be as thankful as you used to for things that you might not even notice your partner still does for you, take the time to notice what they do for you. Go out of your way, even if its not really out of your way, to do things that show you are grateful to be with them and think about them.  I think if people actually did these things they would be a lot more happy in the relationships that they do have. If more people did this there would be less divorces and unhappily married people. I work in a career area that most people are unhappy or on there 2^nd, 3^rd, or even higher marriage.  Most likely, those will end badly as well.  A little understanding and consideration goes a long way. 

Twenty percent of women who live with their boyfriends have more than one sex partner.

Fabulous news.  I am going home!  We are currently planning a trip to St Louis.  We have decided on the Zoo and Six Flags as the two most important destinations (other than family).  I will of course dine at Imo’s Pizza (home of the original St Louis style pizza).  Imo’s is a special treat I can only get when I go home. 

 

The former moldy cheese bought another horse yesterday.  He wanted me to get all excited, but all that happened is that I said “that’s nice.”  I think he was disappointed.  What do I care if he has 20 or 20 horses?   Whatever man. 

 

In other news, Pickles and I have both lost all of the weight we gained.  Yeah us, he wasn’t even trying lucky little bugger.  Truthfully, I didn’t put that much effort into it either. 

 

Murry the giant Frog/toad has come back.  Well, truthfully I think it might be his son or daughter. I can’t tell if frogs are boys or girls, I really don’t care to learn how either.  Murry is the frog/toad that took up residence on my porch 4 years ago when I bought my house.   He hung out all summer. When ever we would go out at night, there he would be sitting by the front or back door just chillin.  I took some pictures this year and put them in my album under Murry the giant frog.  Ok he isn’t giant but he is larger than the average yard toad you see.  Mostly I just find the little tree frogs stuck to the side of my house, so the occasional lizard of toad is cool.   The only problem is that you have to watch the dogs very closely when outside because they will chase, catch and kill just about anything smaller than them. In some cases they will just play with a mouse corpse they find in the fields (only wicket evil little F*&*er), If you go outside after dark, all you can hear are the tree and bullfrogs.  There are some MONSTERS over at the pond.  I wouldn’t be surprised at all to learn that the mutant frogs ate my ducks.  (Howard still survives)

 

On average, a four-year-old child asks 437 questions a day.

So much has happened lately. MAJOR DRAMA!  RR is a total ass, if there is any justice in the world is going to hell.   That happened a while back, then the situation grew worse than I could have imagined Friday. That is all I have to say about that.

 

In other news, a moldy cheese might be making a comeback.  Does that make him blue cheese, because he was moldy but is still good?  You might recall him; he was the guy that wanted to stay friends then ticked me off again.  Well, he has been making a major effort ever since then and I have to give him props for that.  If it all blows up in my face, it’s my own fault. 

 

The lawn mower is still broke; bring in the goats/mini horses.  Actually, my cheesy friend has a horse or two…..hmmm……

 

Pickles hadn’t had a hair cut since about oh March or so.  I decided it needed to be neatened up. He wanted me to cut it because I always cut his hair (yes, I am that talented! LOL)  He now has a totally new do that was the result of us not liking the trim job.  At least it all worked out for the best (DUDE his hair was longer than mine (in the back anyway)!) 

 

Today I am thankful for little surprises that mean someone was thinking about you.

 

Toilets injure about 40,000 Americans every year.

Well nothing fabulously exciting has happened lately, so I really have nothing to write about as usual.  Pickles got back into town Monday (he was gone for 8 days). This means last week sucked for the most part.  I no longer have cable and was forced to clean my house as entertainment.  (That did not really happen)  I went to RR’s Wed after he got off work. (He gets home about 11pm) So I was very tired Thursday.  Then Friday I went to a movie with a friend.  Then Saturday we (RR, his munchkin, and I) went to summerfest or something close and watched what was supposed to be a civil war skirmish re-enactment.  This ended up being five dudes in strange clothing and VERY long hair.  (One guy had it so long it was past his butt)  They said they could not get any Yankees to come out and play so they would be fighting a “non-seen” enemy.  What this actually means is that they were playing pretend.  The whole thing was one guy yelling something inaudible, they would fire their weapons and then another yell and 3-5 steps forward, repeat.  That went on for about 10 minutes.  On guy actually hid behind a tree (from the non-seen enemy) they did have a ¼ size canon too that would go off occasionally.  (Three people working that so I guess there were 8)  After that, I had the pleasure of sitting on a bench and watch RR’s kid become a recruiter for war games at the playground.  He actually got the group up to about five kids at one point.  Then he would come over and point his “gun” (finger) at us and say “Yankee or federate?”  It was very cute.  He had also fallen about four hrs earlier, skinned his knee, and had a small cut on his hands.  This caused him to limp and walk with his hand face up in front of him because of the “pain”.  He could not carry or hold anything either.  It was too funny.  Amazingly, enough he was able to play video games half the night with me with no complaints of pain.  I was informed at his bedtime that he would call me first thing in the morning to come back and play some more. 

 

The former Mr. Mackie has been causing issues as well.  He “mailed” a check (or rather the wicked stepmother did (pickles words not mine)) last Monday that has not gotten here as of yet.  He is also in Canada.  He left on the 16^th and is not to be back until the 25^th.  Amazingly Canada is now located in his neighborhood.  I called his house to talk to WSM and guess who was home, after having told me the day before via email that he would not be back in country until above said date.   This is why he is the ex-Mr Mackie.  Do not get me wrong he generally is a good guy; it is just this occasional need to fabricate that causes/ed problems. 

 

In other things up my craw, this week is my “accountant”.  My bills have not been being paid when they should. It is not a lack of money in the account, just that the “accountant” decided that those need not be paid yet.  This has caused an almost paid off credit card to double in what I owed.  This of course does not concern the accountant.  They felt it was more important to have the money on hand.  If they lived closer, I would beat them with the damn bill.  None of this was my idea; I feel like I am 10 yrs old again and have to make a call to get money transferred from the gas fund when I need to put gas in my car and its driving me nuts.  I think the accountant is secretly doing strange things with my money, maybe planting it in the yard in hopes that it will grow or having wild parties.  (If you knew the accountant, this would be hysterical.

 

This coming up weekend Pickles and I are planning on going to see an Egyptian exhibit at a Museum in Nashville, then we are going to have lunch at the Hard Rock Café. I gave him the choice of the zoo and the rainforest Café or the Exhibit.  Ok so we are nerds, but cute and fun nerds.  We were going to go to the State Museum, but RR found out and asked that we wait until next weekend when he is back in town because he and the munchkin have not been in about 6 weeks.  (Lots of war stuff at this one) In addition, if the munchkin found out he would be very upset that I went without him. SO next weekend I will be taking the tour given by everyone’s favorite preschooler.  The kid really is a genius. 

 

Pickles trip to Gma’s (my mom) was ok.  He went to a Cardinals game, Six Flags (where he was not allowed to ride any rides.  That was just mean), Grants Farm, and other cool activities.  I want a summer vacation like that! He has yet to go spend time with his dad (ex-Mr.  Mackie) this summer.  They usually go to a different six flags and swim in the Sub-divisions pool. 

 

Well I hope that I did not cause anyone who actually read this far to suffer a brain hemorrhages from the boring content and hopefully will have pics from this weekend and something more fun worthy next week. 

 

 

 

 

 

Americans eat an average of 75 bananas a year per person.