ROCK ON!!!!

Dude, I saw Van Halen on Saturday night.  Rock On!  Dave is sooooooo gay.  Yes, I said it and its probably a sign of the apocalypse.  But that's what it looked like to me.

It was very entertaining.  It was actually Eddie Van Halen's birthday.  He was awesome, It was loud, David Lee Roth did not sing all the words to  the songs, but you mostly knew what was suppose to be seen.  So now I can mark this off my list.  As a woman who actually remembers the original Van Halen when David Lee Roth was the singer.  Although to be honest, I prefer Sammy Haggar.  Sammy is a great singer and VERY HOT!  Whoa, lost my train of thought.  

It was a good show and I can say I saw them and wait for the next aging rock band to have some relative of Bob Marley open for them.

Friday Catch Up.

What a week this has been!  I haven't really accomplished much other than about 150 loads of laundry, 3 totally trashy romance novels - a 90% complete house cleaning.  Ok, the house cleaning was a lot, I didn't do the blinds, but all rooms cleaned, vacuumed or mopped.  I was tired after that.

I also now have 160/160 gold bricks in Lego Star Wars, TCS.  I also have gotten True Jedi on all levels, all power bricks & all minikits.  I just have to complete the challenge mode on all levels.  Not bad.  I'm about almost done - 89%.  My husband hasn't broken 50% yet.  I RULE!

I found a nasty opossum in my back yard last night bigger than a small dog - not toy, small like bigger than a shitzu.  Yes, seriously.  When my cat went to attack it, I screamed NO - I think it might have been in slow motion like in a movie.  My husband told me not to do that and that the neighbors would probably think I was nuts.  1st - the neighbors already think I'm nuts & 2nd  you Mr. Husband would have done the same thing if it was a child going after your video game consoles with a screwdriver.   Feel free to comment on this.

Well, I'm going to have to get those Challenge levels done before Mr. Husband comes home from the Mavericks game.  

My husband is a freak!

Yesterday in the car, my husband burped the chorus of Turning Japanese by The Vapors.

Yes, burped.

I'm still recovering.

I have officially lost to my child.

I am a total wimp. Yes, that's right a wimp.  

My 6 year old has an expander that is new to his mouth.  He is whimpering that he can't eat anything, however he somehow managed to eat an Oreo yesterday, but refused to eat his dinner.  I AM NOT GOING TO LET HIM WIN! I AM NOT! Of course, my husband the big giant wimp, will let him get away with it, and because I am sweet on the big lug, I will turn a blind eye.

Maybe!

E is the poster child for picky eaters, but I am the bigger person (literally) and the parent, I must take control.  M U S T  t a k e  c o n t r o l ....................

I've been tagged.

I feel so special, and loved as I have been tagged by the Unstable Blogger .

Here are the rules:

Link to the person who tagged you.

Post the rules on your blog.

Share six (6) non-important things/habits/quirks about yourself.

Tag at least 3 people at the end of your post and link to their blogs.

Let each person know they have been tagged by leaving a comment on their blog.

OK, here are my 6 things.

1. I am early everywhere I go.  If I am less than 5 minutes early I feel like I am late.  I blame it all on my father, who is also early everywhere he goes.
2. My grandfather played college football and when I was 7 I started spending Sunday afternoons watching football with him.  He taught me everything he knew about football.  Later in life I had a boyfriend who broke up with me because I knew more about the game than he did.
3. I talk to my Grandmother everyday.  
4. I have to have something against my back when I watch scary movies, so no one can sneak up on me.
5. I can't wait to get some time to myself and when my husband takes the kids to give me some quiet time, I'm on the phone in 10 minutes because I'm lonely.
6. I repeat myself, because I have this great fear no one is really listening to me.

OK, I tag, Ashley, Miriam D & Tall Gurl in Utah.

Note to Husband

Dear Husband:

I know that sometimes you read this blog and see stuff that is written about you.  Everything I write is totally in humor.  I do not think you are vile, annoying (well most of the time - H-A!, H-A!), or a big giant pain in the a**.  Most of what I write tends to be from my point of view is sarcastically hilarious or maybe hilariously sarcastic, I'm not sure.  It is not a personal attack.  

I love and respect you.  I need you all the time - even when you burp songs about corn & chicken, but not necessarily in the same song.   And I thank the Lord everyday that my children have the most awesome Daddy in the world.  I really do.  

Everyone who reads this blog knows that, and if they have husbands they say the same thing about theirs - and usually they mean it in the humorous funny bonding way that women have.  I promise.  Girls, back me up on this.

Total Randomness

This is so not my week.  This weekend I ended up with a sinus infection.  Now I've got that horrendous body acne that comes when your hormones reach red on the reactor.  I have one really bad one under each bra strap.  Oh, and I've got an infected hair follicle - yes, there.  

I've come to realize that my sweet, sweet Zelda is not coming home.  Zelda, is my 12+ year old Russian Blue who has been sick - IBD or irritable bowel disease - she is also prone to wander sometimes.  Well, she hasn't been seen since Christmas Day.  I don't think she's coming home.  I miss her, my little E is sick to death because she had been sleeping with him and he is such a lover of the animals.  She also got really pissed off when Hunter got Mario.  She had been abandoned and abused and we took care of her.  I hope she knew how much we loved her.

I'm beating my husband on Lego Star Wars: TCS.  Yes, I have 72.8% done - he's not over 30% yet.  HA! HA!  I suck at video games, and my husband usually kicks as**, well, I guess the tables have turned.  Its so good to excel at things.

E is getting an expander in his mouth tomorrow because his jaw is not big enough for all his teeth to come in.  Hours at the dentist tomorrow is not going to be fun.

OH, I finally purchased one of my favorite movies and it came today.  YEA!  Hanover Street.  Girls, put it in your que in NetFlix is you haven't seen it.  I guarantee you man will even sit and watch it as there is WWII going on and bombs and spy stuff, but there is a young Harrison Ford & a really good love story.  

Ugh! I'm sick!

The Karma Police finally found me and guess what? I'm sick. Yes, the dreaded sinus infection with loss of voice and will to do anything other than lounge in my bed and feel sorry for myself. Unfortunately, I am unable to leave my co-worker that is still in-training alone in the office by herself. It would be completely useless for her to be at the office and not know what to do. So being the martyr that I am, I actually came in an hour and a half early (we are that busy) to get some stuff accomplished so that I will not be breathing disease all over her and can work from a decent distance and not feel like I have to delegate her to making copies and running back and forth for me. She has to do it to learn it. She's a pretty quick study, however our office is quite the insane asylum.

By the way, I kind of sound like Kathleen Turner as Jessica Rabbit right now.

The Karma Police are knocking on my door.

I am having a Murphy's Law kind of day. I guess my overall dealing with the strange underpaid customer service reps was more vinegar than honey as my mother would say and now I am paying for it.

My husband, who has been pretty wonderful lately, is complaining that I trapped him at home with no money, food or car seats. I feel like yelling at everyone who approaches me and all I want to do is crawl in bed and take a nap. I don't even care about reading a book. THAT SAYS A LOT. I guess that my constant manic stage has had a little depressive slump. Somehow I think if I bury my head under the covers it won't be able to find me and then I will be back to my crazy wacky self.

Maybe I just need some retail therapy. It has been a while.

I have officially lost my mind.

I have been dealing with retarded customer service reps.  Yes, I just used the word retarded.  As in:  to cause to move or proceed slowly; delay or impede.  Customer Service reps in call centers make minimum wage, most of them are not smart enough to complete a sentence and they all work out of a binder with "scenarios".  They do no know the meaning of the words Customer Service, they do not know the meaning of the word Service.  They do not understand the meaning of customer retention.  

Care to ask me how I really feel.

I could sit here and type till the cows come home, it will not make my blood pressure go down, it will not change the fact that some dope making $8 an hour made me cry.  I REALLY HATE 800 numbers and stupid idiotic people who don't really care about what they do for a living.  Its all about the paycheck, not about dedication to a company or a profession.  

The world has gone completely to sh*t.  Excuse me while I go finish throwing a fit.

My husband knows how to keep it fresh.

Sometimes life just surprises you.  I've been married to my husband for 12 years.  TWELVE. I know not only does that make me old, it puts me past the national average for years married & basically means I am totally boring.  But over the past few weeks my husband has surprised me.

Seriously.

He has always been Mr. FUN.  Never a serious word.  He's either immaturely giddy, or pissed off.  Since he has graduated from college, he actually has done some mature things.  Not a lot, but a few and I'm floored.  He has handled some iffy situations with grace & humility.  He has managed to keep his cool in a sticky situation, and he has even spent time communicating with me like the actual husband I've always dreamed about.  

Is he sick?  Or did he finally grow up?  I'm not sure, but I'm definitely not complaining.

NO KIDS TODAY!

Yea, first day in way too long I don't have children at home.  Thank goodness school is back in session.  I took advantage of it and worked out.  I am now really sore because I haven't done it in a while.  

I have a teacher conference this afternoon - I called it she didn't.  Mr. Big Shot is getting some orthodontics done and will have a slight speech problem for a while, so I thought I would attack it head on.  His birthday is coming up soon too and I have no idea what to do for him.  I was going to take him to see the Foo Fighters, but I think his uncle gave the tix away.  :(

I'm in a happy glowy mood today as well, because my husband loves me.  I know that he loves me everyday, he just spent a little extra time with me last night.  Its always nice to be appreciated.  

AAAGGGHHH!

I am very frustrated right now.  I would like to scream and stamp my feet and yell obscenities.  I won't, but I want to.

*&^%$#$%%^^$

That is as far as I will go.  No matter what I did I could not make the font the same size as the rest of the blog & what is with the paragraph spacing?  Is it just me or is it off?  Is it because of the whole learning curve since I switched to a map?  Do I need to take a Xanax and worry about it in the morning?

I will say yes to the last question and go find my meds.  

Where is my bookmark?

I love to read.  LOVE IT.  Really, I'm totally obsessed with the written word.  I have decided to make a list of the books I've read this year - mind you I will leave off the totally trashy romance, that I will never admit I read, but everything else you will find on a list on my blog.

I love all genres, I love romance, historical romance, thriller, mysteries, anything that gets into a killer's brain.  

Some of my favorite authors are:  Janet Evanovich, Jeffrey Deaver, Michael Connoly, Lee Child, Clive Cussler, Minette Walters, Mary Willis Walker, William Diehl & Rick Riordan.  

Where am I?

Today I woke up and felt like I'd woken up in a different dimension.  Everything was the same, but it just felt different.  Work was fine, I don't feel off - well except I have my period - and I'm sure 75% of the women just went AHHH, but its not that.  Its like the universe just slipped its axis and the gravity is off or something.

The kids are good, my husband is not even that annoying, it just something is off.  Its like reading a trashy romance novel with no sex.  Its like a virgo that can't organize herself.  OMG - no that is total chaos.  OK, its like Burt Reynolds with no mustache.  I feel kind of like a bubble bath with no bubbles.

I think I will go to bed and hope I wake up at home tomorrow morning.

So far I have accomplished nothing but laundry.

Well so far in the new year I have done nothing for myself and I haven't increased my amorous activity.  Now granted I would be pressed to outdo myself from last year in January, but a girl can dream.

I have however almost completed the task of all laundry washed & dried.  Now folded and put away is another story.  Slowly but surely I will get every closet and drawer cleaned out, but I don't have to get it all accomplished today.  I also and 2% farther on Lego Star Wars: TCS.  I really got to finish that so I can pay attention to my children more.