Help!
Mood:  irritated
Now Playing: Dazed and Confused
Ok, any of you computer knowledgable people out there, I need some assistance. For some reason I can't see the comments or comment on Pepito's blog. This is the only blog that for some reason this has happened to me. It used to only be on my computer at work and now it's at home too. So, if you know why this happened or what may have caused this and you can tell me how to fix it, I would greatly appreciate it as I miss having the ability to be a smart ass to a man I don't know.

I hope everyone has had an enjoyable weekend. I did with the exception of my daughter thinking she could swim in the big pool all by herself. Thank god for life jackets, without it she would have sunk and possibly drowned. Not that I like to think about it, but if you're a parent it's hard not to. And you would think with at least 8-9 adults outside standing around the pool that a toddler wouldn't be able to just jump on in, but apparently that's what she did, because she told me so and was quite impressed with herself and has not developed a fear of water. She's ok and her head had just barely gone into the water when I felt an insane surge of panic and told my husband that I didn't see her. He jumped in and got her and that's what probably scared her the most was her dad yelling her name and diving into the pool fully clothed. But all's well that ends well and she threw a fit when she asked if she could go swimming today and was told no. Not because I'm afraid, but because we don't have a pool.


So, now that I've vented for you, I'll give you one of my more embarassing moments.

I was about 7 or 8 years old and my grandma had given me a really cool pair of shorts. They were a little on the big side, but that didn't stop me from wearing them. Problem is, I have terrible allergies and while standing in the kitchen with all my aunts trying to be cool and adult, I sneezed and not just any sneeze, but one big enough to cause my shorts to fall down around my ankles.

Why I've just told you this, I don't know, but I made myself laugh and that's what is most important right? And if you ever try to blackmail me with it, I'll deny everything.

WTF???????????????
Mood:  not sure
Now Playing: Bust A Move by Young MC
Ok, I've put away my soapbox now. I thing I'm going to retire it, or maybe not. I was very angry last week for some reason. Possibly a combo of PMS and a lack of caffeine. Sorry guys. I can't believe I used the F word on a post on someone else's blog. Tsk tsk tsk, that's not just not me. Well, maybe not most of the time anyway.

Thanks for all the nice comments guys. And as per flyrchld, I'll now be know as saint princess. Just kidding, but it was nice for a moment. I think I'll keep my sainthood private for now. I've been really busy reading everyone else's blogs and not attending my own, but they've given me some really good ideas. So, I'd like to ask those who stop by to answer some questions, in the hopes that we'll remind ourselves of some really funny shit and laugh ourselves silly. I could really use it right now. I'm just exhausted. Long week at work and all. But! On to the questions!

What was the weirdest thing that made you laugh til you cried?

For me it was while watching the movie Titanic and the ship is sinking and as the back end comes up out of the water a guy either jumps or falls off the boat and hits the prop and you can actually hear the extraordinarily loud "BONG" as he hits it. I don't know why, but it just struck me as incredibly hiliarious and I laughed so hard I almost wet myself.

What song would you never admit to liking in front of your friends/spouse/whoever? (and I'm not actually in front of you, so this doesn't count)

I actually own, not one, not two, but three Britney Spears CD's. So I'm going to take a leap and admit to liking more than one of her songs. Hit me baby one more time!

What movie that totally bombed did you rent/buy and watch in secret?

Gigli, and I thought it was pretty damn funny. Except for the weird part where Al Pacino showed up. And I get extra credit because I actually walked into Hollywood Video and rented it! It's worth it, just to hear the guy sing I like big butts and cannot lie! Now you want to watch it don't you?

What's the most embarassing thing you've said or were trying to say and it came out totally wrong?

I was trying to ask my boss if we had any disks and it came out "Do we have any dicks?" I couldn't look him in the eye again for at least a good half hour and then I laughed so hard I cried.

Have a good weekend everybody.
Princess

Whoa!
Mood:  mischievious
Now Playing: Oops I Did It Again!
I think I use exclamation points too much. I guess I do that instead of typing in all caps. Oh well, on to other things. I think I've managed to start an e-brawl. If not, whew! But, in my defense I just hate people that always assume the worst about people. What ever happened to innocent until proven guilty?

I'm defending someone that has humbly asked for help and that in my opinion deserves it. So, if I've pissed some people off with my language or attitude then that's just too damn bad. How dare you point fingers and make snap judgements. Is it because you were screwed over once or are you just an asshole all of the time? Don't take out your anger and frustrations with the world on other people.

Lanie, sweetheart, when I saw your response on Rance's blog to RD's plea for Wacky Wafers, I really did have the urge to be a brat, but for some reason I held my tongue. Now I'm glad I did and I'm so sorry for the situation that you're in and that you and RD reached a peaceful conclusion. I just feel that I WANTED to come to your defense as your issue is real tragedy and the candy thing was not as important. (RD no offense meant honey, I did call Wonka and received my coupon in the mail. Wohoo!)

Hopefully Lanie will get the help she needs and the jerk that wants to think the worst will get a voodoo chicken shot his way.

Believe It or Not
Mood:  incredulous
Now Playing: Take this job and shove it
The company I work for is a small family owned business, there's may about 10 employees total. Anyway, recently my sister-in-law asked my husband and I if she and her daughter could move down to San Diego with us and get away from Fresno and a bad situation there. So, my company was looking for someone to work the graveyard shift. It's pretty boring and doesn't pay much. Basically your getting paid to stay awake. Golden opportunity right, go ahead move on down! I've even got a job for you, so you don't have to worry about money. She happily accepted and started a few days later. To make a long story short, she couldn't stay awake and she also couldn't make it to work on time. And on her second night of work, managed to get herself locked out of the building. Sweet right? Through all this my supervisor was patient and kind about the mistakes, lateness, and sleeping. However, just a few short nights ago, my dear SIL managed to sleep through something very important and pissed off a major client. Now whom do you think the axe got handed to? That's right, yours truly. I had to fire my own SIL. It wasn't as hard as I thought it would be and she did sort of know it was coming, but still not one of my shining moments. Bottom line, if you know someone that lives in the San Diego area and is looking for a totally kick back job and isn't looking to become a millionare, drop me a line. I've got just the job for them.

Sunday-The day of rest
Mood:  cool
Now Playing: The sound of silence
I was going to clean the house today, and managed to clean the kitchen and that was it. Why does it involve so much work? I need a maid and a nanny. Or maybe I need a wife myself. Wives are great, we do all the work. I want someone to cook dinner and clean up and do the laundry and chase the kids around so I can sit on the couch and hold the remote. I think men must have really strong thumbs from all that channel changing. And I know a lot of women that are closet channel changers. When nobody is around the push that button like they're goin' for the right question on Jeopardy. But, I need to get back to the point. Which I can't remember what it was because I had to stop what I was doing because I heard a really loud bang come from my daughter's room and it's now Monday. Glad to see that everybody's or mostly everybody is back. Now if Rance would just post more often.

Friday!
Mood:  on fire
It's Friday and I have nothing to say and nothing exciting going on. When I was younger and before I was married I would go out on the weekends and really get into some trouble. But now, Fridays are pizza and a movie nights. And that's not so bad, because truthfully, I wouldn't trade anything for snuggling on the couch with my babies. They're not really babies any more. My son is 4 and my daughter is coming up on being 3 here in just about a month. I can remember the days that they were born and as clear as anything and the thoughts still bring tears to my eyes. There is no finer joy than your children, because no matter how much trouble they cause and how much they make you want to tear your hair out, when they hug you tight and put their little faces in your neck, the world stops and for just that moment nothing is wrong and I couldn't be any happier. I often wonder how parents with disabled or seriously ill children do it. Everytime I see something like that I always count my blessings and send up a prayer for them, they posses a strength that is immeasurable. Thanks to everybody that reminded me of how wonderful children are today.

And now I'm going to call and make my appointment to get my nails done, so I can get a break from all the whining, crying, and fighting. But I'll miss it while I'm gone.

Bummer
Mood:  hug me
I guess I'm gettin' on the A.S. nerves over at Rance's blog. They posted me once today and I think they're ignoring me now. I'm going to pout, but I'll live. I don't want to over stay my welcome or just become a nuisance. So I'll just comment away on my own blog, because hell, that's what it's hear for. I just love reading my own typing. It's like hearing myself talk. I keep checking the other blogs I follow, but I guess everybody is busy with other things.

As a side and rather funny note, my son was helping me clean up our backyard the other day and he was gathering up all the dogs toys and he said "look mom! I've got lots of balls!" It just sounded funny and the looks he got from the old people that live next door were pretty funny too. Just goes to show that you can always turn an innocent comment into something dirty. Everybody has a talent right?
A dirty mind is a terrible thing to waste.

?????????????????
Mood:  not sure
Is it just me or has everybody taken a vacation? Everything seems to have slowed waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay down. That or I just way to much time on my hands, which is probably the case. I get bored easily.

Candy Wars
Mood:  cheeky
So some people are upset about the main page of Rance's blog posting a plea for help in bringing back Wacky Wafers. They think there are more important things to worry about, and no doubt there are. But if they are truly that concerned then they shouldn't be spending their time writing snotty replys. They should be out righting all the wrongs and what not. Some times you just need to relax and have some fun, or make sure that your favorite candy is still around for you to enjoy, cause what fun would life be if we spent every single waking moment worrying about all the injustices in the world? Of course we shouldn't be totally self-absorbed assholes all the time, but some times it's ok right? My personal view is, someone one asked for help and it was truly fun to help. I hopefully made someone's day a little brighter.

Ok, I feel better now. It just really irritated me. Lets hope this doesn't turn into an e-brawl.

Like pulling teeth
Mood:  lazy
To anybody that happens to come across this poor blog, please accept my apologies. It's been quite some time since I've written anything and it's like pulling teeth. If you knew all the time I spend staring at the blinking cursor you'd cry. Between kids and co-workers that call in sick because they just don't feel like working today it's hard to find the time. And now that I'm done whining, I'm going back to work.