BB JABBER...A DAY LATE..

I some how managed to lose a day this week and it just happened to be Thursday....so I missed dishing about Big Brother.

What a week to miss...omggggggg I couldn't believe it when I saw the clip of Amanda collapsing...then we found out later that Allison had also been hospitalized due to an allergic reaction to "something she ate"...well not too hard to figure out what it was when she was on slop for the week. Am I the only one that thinks BB needs to flush the slop and go back to PB and J for the losers of the food comp? I think when they have house guests passing out because they are hypo-glycemic it might be time to rethink this stupid slop...good grief!!

For those of you who are BB die hard fans...I have found 2 blogs devoted to BB 9. One called Big Brother Addicts isn't too bad. The other is called BB9...because you're addicted and it is really good. The author has the live feeds and does a really good job of keeping us slubs (aka those that have to buy food for gremlins instead of giving CBS our pennies and dimes) up-to-date of the going-ons.

Also, Sunshine has a friend that works for BB (I think so anyway..I am sure it was her that mentioned that to me...wasn't it???) So stop by and I am sure she will give you the info to her friend's blog about BB.

For many of the blogs that I read, it is Haiku Friday.

In honour of this, I have written some haiku about BB. Please keep in mind I am new at this and not very good...lmao.

Woohoo Big Brother

Entertaining us for now

Getting many hooked.

Watching faithfully

Due to the angry writers

Not wanting to work.

Hope Allison goes

Then want Josh to be the next

Chelsia sucks wind!!!

As always, to be continued.......

FUNNY GIGGLES

I needed a giggle today...so I started surfing youtube...laughed my ass off at these so thought I would share them...

ENJOY!!!













As always, to be continued.........

ANGELS BY YOUR SIDE

A very special friend sent this to me today....as I attend the wake for B tonight...I will carry this poem in my heart...and I wanted to share it...

my love to you all.....





The Gift of an Angel by Your Side.........



May you always have a angel by your side .....
Watching out for you in all the things you do .....
Reminding you to keep believing in brighter days .....
Finding ways for your wishes and dreams to come true .....
Giving you hope that is as certain as the sun .....
Giving you the strength of serenity as your guide .....
May you always have love and comfort and courage.....

And may you always have an angel by your side .....
Someone there to catch you if you fall .....
Encouraging your dreams .....
Inspiring your happiness .....
Holding your hand and helping you through it all .....
In all of our days, our lives are always changing .....
Tears come along as well as the smiles .....
Along the roads you travel, may the miles be a thousand times more lovely than lonely ......

May they give you gifts that never, ever end: someone wonderful to love and a dear friend in whom you can confide ......

May you have rainbows after every storm ......
May you have hopes to keep you safe and warm ......
And may you always have an angel by your side ......


Douglas Pagels

As always, to be continued................

B WE WILL ALL MISS YOU

"Don't be dismayed at good-byes. A farewell is necessary before you can meet again. And meeting again, after moments or lifetimes, is certain for those who are friends."

Richard Bach

I am sad.........and I have shed a few tears . I got the call last night that my friend B is free from her suffering and has gone to be with God. We all loved B and are saddened by her loss...but I am glad her pain and suffering only lasted a brief time.

I will miss you B...but everytime I think of you, I remember your smile and your laugh.

There is something I used to tell my Mom that comes to mind today.....whenever she went on a trip, at her departure,we would cry and it would upset her...I used to tell her...

"We should all be so lucky to be loved by someone so much that they cry when we leave....."

Heaven has a new angel today.

As always, to be continued.................

SOS: AFTER THE M.F.H ENDED PART 3

Welcome everyone to another edition of Soap Opera Sunday



For SOS rules, see brillig or kate...for other SOS tales go see Abish. If you missed the beginning of this saga...here is part 1 and part 2.......

When last we spoke, I had just been asked out by Sam...

I sat there at my desk frozen...unsure

how to respond. I felt a mixture of

excitement and extreme fear all rolled

up in a big knot in my stomach. A big

part of me wanted to run away

screaming...but there was that

persistant little "what if?" in my head.

After all, isn't this what I signed up

for in the first place? To force myself

to take a chance even if it meant

risking yet another broken heart??

I couldn't help myself...I had to ask

Sam if he really meant what he said

or was just pulling my leg. In my
normal "put-myself-down-self-

depricating" manner, I asked Sam

if he had actually LOOKED at the pic

I emailed him. He reassured me that

he had...and that he did infact like

what he was seeing.

The rest of the conversation that

night was a big blur...I was almost

giddy with excitement . By the end

of the evening, Sam had asked me

out for Saturday night. I wanted to

go so badly but explained that it

would all depend on whether or not

I could find a sitter for my gremlins.

I promised to let him know the next

evening and we said good night.

Although I was really hoping I

would be able to go, by the next

morning self doubt had crept in

and I began to think that maybe

it would be better if I couldn't go,

after everything FH had put me

through (if you missed that story
see here)...it was so hard for me

to open up and trust anyone

again....let alone a man

I had only just met and hadn't even
talked to face-to-face.

After much worry and doubt,

I decided to let fate run it's course...

IF I could get a sitter, I would go....

IF Sam didn't back out, I would go....

IF I didn't have a heart attack from

fear and drop dead, I would go...

those were some pretty big IF's.....

I called my sis Thursday night and

explained what was happening...

and she was TOTALLY against me

meeting Sam....she was convinced

that he was a psycho stalker that

was going to do his worst and I

would never be seen alive again.....

She almost convinced me not to go,

but once I put my foot down, she

agreed to watch the gremlins. Her

thinking was that I would be

murdered by Sunday morning so

at least the gremlins would be safe

with her (althoughthey would be

motherless according to her....)

Okkkkkk so I had a sitter lined up....

the first obstacle was cleared and

so far I was off and running........

That evening (Friday night) I

waited anxiously for Sam to come

online....I figured this was his

last chance to back out so it was

gonna be now or never......

As Sam signed on and greeted me,

he started the conversation asking

if I had been able to get a sitter to go

out for dinner and seemed genuinely

happy to hear that our date was on.

We didn't talk too long that night but

finalized our arrangements.

Sam offered to come pick me up but

I didn't feel comfortable giving him

my address...so we just agreed to

meet at the restaurant. I thought I

was being cautious but I didn't even

think about the fact that I had given

him my number so he could call if

needed (still thinking he might

change his mind at thelast

minute) With this information and

my name, all he would have needed

was a phone book to find me if he

HAD been the pshycho ax

murderer that my sister was

protecting the gremlins from..lol.

Anyway....that was the 2nd road block

cleared.Sam and I were all set to meet

the next night and we both had early

plans the next morning so we said our

good nights....while I tried not

to think the worst or panic...

It was a good thing that I had to work

Saturday morning as I was grateful to

have the distraction. If I had been off

and at home, I think my nerves might

have given me a stroke.

The bad part about working was that

I was so goofy and distracted, I kept

making stupid mistakes and finally

got in trouble from my boss. Normally,

this would have upset me

but I had bigger worries...

(maybe this would be a good point to

remind you all that I had been away

from FH for almost 8 years and I had

not had a single date in all those years...

and I hadn't really dated before FH

either...so even though I had

an ex-FH and 2 gremlins, when it

came to dating I was still in the minor

leagues....lol).

I was a TOTAL basket case all day.

As the time came closer, I got so

nervous I couldn't stop shaking....

There was a scene running through

my head like a bad dream....I could

see myself walking in the restaurant

and Sam wouldn't be there...he just

wouldn't show up...or worse yet,

he would be there and would

start laughing and say "gotcha!!!"

the second I walked in the door.

I mentioned my date to one of the

gals at work who took a page from

my sister and tried her best to

convince me it was all a mistake and I

shouldn't go....I must admit all the

negativity was NOT doing my self-doubt

any good at all...

Somehow I made it through the

day...got ready and all too soon, it was

time to go to the restaurant...

When I got there, I stood outside,

instead of rushing in.....It was still

winter and the air was so cold it hurt

to breathe it in....and although the

restaurant was busy, the cold
rushed people inside quickly, so I

was alone outside.

I lingered there....pacing and trying

to take a few deep breaths....I had a

million thoughts racing through my

head....I was shaking uncontrollably

but I knew it wasn't from the cold....

As I continued to pace, I began to

think I might actually be sick to my

stomach....

After what seemed like forever,

but was infact only a few minutes,

I managed to summon my courage

and I walked through the first door...

I paused and again tried to catch

my breathe before pulling the handle

on the second of the two doors.....

then with one swift movement
I strolled through the door and

entered the restaurant,trying to

look confident (not sure

if I succeeded or not).

As I stood in the doorway, I

suddenly wondered if I would

recognize Sam......after all, I had

only seen his picture once (well

maybe 2 or 3 times..lol).

I looked off to my right and

immediately I saw him waiting

at the bar...and at that moment,

I looked into the eyes of the man

that would melt my heart,

help heal old wounds and would

change my life forever.........

As always, to be continued (next Sunday).........

SATURDAY GIGGLE

Morris and his wife Esther went to the state fair every year, and every year Morris would say, "Esther, I'd like to ride in that helicopter."

Esther always replied, "I know, Morris, but that helicopter ride is fifty dollars....and fifty dollars is fifty dollars."

One year Esther and Morris went to the fair, and Morris said,"Esther,I'm 85 years old. If I don't ride that helicopter, I might never get another chance."

Esther replied, "Morris, that helicopter is fifty dollars .... and fifty dollars is fifty dollars."

The pilot over heard the couple and said, "Folks, I'll make you a deal ? I'll take the both of you for a ride. If you can stay quiet for the entire ride and not say a word, I won't charge you! But if you say one word, it'll cost you fifty dollars."

Morris and Esther agreed and up they went. The pilot did all kinds of fancy maneuvers, but not a word was heard. He did his daredevil tricks over and over again, but still not a word.

When they landed, the pilot turned to Morris and said, "By golly, I did everything I could to get you to yell out, but you didn't. I'm impressed!"

Morris replied, "Well, to tell you the truth, I almost said something when Esther fell out...."

"But you know ... fifty dollars is fifty dollars."

MEN!!!! LMAOOOOOOOO

As always, to be continued.............

LIFE IS LIKE A BOX OF CHOCOLATES....

Awwww what odd and strange twists and turns life can take.....

It has been a long, hard week here...the best thing I have accomplished is stopping myself (on more than one occasion) from bashing the gnome and hiding the body...after all, who would find him before spring with all this snow?? LOL

I had a post all planned out in my mind...full of wit and "smartass" isms...then as I was casually reading through posts this morning I came across this post about the shooting last week at Northern Illinois University...please pop over and check it out....

This post was on my mind all day......it made me think of those 5 students who went to school that fateful day....unaware that they would never return home again, they would never see their loved ones again....all because a madman had problems he couldn't deal with, without becoming violent....

Determined to lighten my mood, I said a prayer for the families of the dead...and also said a prayer of thanks that my blogger buddy wasn't among them.....then decided to just be grateful that the week was over, trying to find faith that next week can only get better....

Then came the call.....a friend from my hometown called to tell me someone we both worked with, and cared about, has had a massive stroke and isn't expected to survive. She is comatose and paralyzed....and I really hate to think of her that way.

B was older than me...but man oh man was she ever a dynamo. We worked together for the almost 6 years I worked at Sears and let me tell you...B could work circles around anyone. She was a spitfire that would tell you her 5 cents on any given topic ...she shot straight from the hip with no censoring or thought to "political correctness"...sometimes it made me wanna smack her...but I always admired that about her...

When I left Sears in June 2006 to move closer to the gnome's work, B had decided it was time for her to retire so she and hubby could travel and relax. The gals at work gave us a really nice going away/retirement party.....it was such a nice night and I am so glad I got to share it with B....

Now I find myself praying hard...not for a miracle...but that God takes B soon and doesn't make her suffer too long.......I pray that B will be called home where she can be free and know no pain....she will surely be missed.....

As always, to be continued..............

BIG BROTHER THURSDAY

Sooooooo while I plot how to torture and then bury the gnome (believe me it IS deserved...lol)....I wanted to quickly drop a note about the new Big Brother and Survivor seasons....

First we have Big Brother til death (or eviction) does them part...

I just don't know what I think about this season. Like every true BB fan, I am watching, but I am not sure I like this format. It seems like a total screw job that someone (namely Parker) gets evicted because BB paired him with a totally stupid player like Jen...she was a total bitch and not a good player at all.... talk about throwing your boyfriend under the bus by telling other players he is a racist then lying about it? can we say duhhhhhhhh, blonde much???

I hope Alison/ Ryan go next...because that chick needs a SERIOUS smack upside the head...lol.

Next we have Survivor fans vs favs...I am cheering for the favs all the way but I think they totally fucked themselves up the butt tonight by evicting Yau-Man. He is really smart and they should have kept him around for a few more challenges...then they could have picked him off when they got closer to a merge....the morons will live to regret that, I fear...or will get eliminated one by one ...

I hate to see the fans dominate...guess we shall see...

Tune in next Thursday for more BB/Survivor dish...

As always, to be continued...........

REALITY TV SHOW QUIZ

Reality TV Show Quiz Your perfect Reality TV Show would be America's Next Top Bum Contestants battle it out to become the number one street vagrant Find out your Reality TV Show at Quizopolis.com

I have never done one of these before but since I am still feeling blucky and didn't want to bore you with more details, I thought I would give it a whirl....

Reality TV Show Quiz

Your perfect Reality TV Show would be

America's Next Top Bum

Contestants battle it out to become the number one street vagrant

Not sure I wanna be a top "bum"...but somehow it does fit with how I feel..lmao

As always, to be continued.......

SICK BUT ALIVE AND KICKING

I am alive and kicking and missing you all immensely. My dearest gremlin #2 decided he needed to bring home a nasty cold from school...and proceeded to give it to me...thoughtful of the lil bugger eh??

I have been in bed since yesterday morning but haven't felt well all weekend.....I even missed soap opera Sunday...so y'all know I MUST be feeling blucky...lol.

I hope to be feeling better and back soon...I only dragged my stuffed up head outta bed because I had to work tonight...

Just know that I am here thinking of you all.....and yes Jamie, I will have lots to say about Big Brother when I get back...I am not sure I am liking this " couples" theme...sorta seems sucky that the first chick got evicted because her partner was a moron that couldn't shut the hell up eh????

Anyway, please take care of yourself....I am going to take some more drugs and try rest....my love to you all....

As always, to be continued (or congested...lmao)............

PRAYING FOR NYC WATCHDOG AND DJ

As evidenced by the THREE different times I posted yesterday, I guess I got "unplugged" fairly quickly....thanks so much to all for the supportive words and blogger birthday wishes...they really did help a great deal....

Yesterday, I knew what was bugging me...but I just wasn't ready to give words to my emotions...but 2 things really helped...

Ok first to what was bugging me...wednesday night was the open house at the high school for gremlin#2....and it brought all my fears to the surface.....I mean I was really scared when #1 started high school..but #2 starting is a wholeeeeeee new can of "whoop ass" being opened on us....

He really isn't ready...he is a VERY immature 13 yr old...he reads at about a 4th grade reading level (and he only does that because I am so damn stubborn)...his math is now up to about a 6th grade level...and most of his other subjects are at 8th grade modified levels.......and I am so completely terrified that he is going to get eaten alive........this is the same school where a drug dealer approached gremlin #1 on her 3rd fucking day there...and honestly I have absolutely NO faith that my boy is going to be strong enough to make good choices...and I am tired...ohhhhhhh so tired of fighting a school system that doesn't give a rat's ass.....they want to sweep him under the rug...then kick him out the door into a world where no one will protect him...and he won't have the tools to get a job and take care of himself...so of courseeeeee I am grrrrrrrrrrrr at them and worried for him......(yes I have tears streaming down my cheek as I type this....anyone who knows me is NOT shocked by this...lol)

OK now to the two things that helped me...well three things actually....the first thing was a good long walk...I froze my ass off but it was worth it because the fresh air helped...the second thing was the kind and thoughtful comments left here...gosh I really do heart the whole bunch of you...cause simply, you ROCK!!!

The third thing was accidently stumbling across this blog yesterday afternoon. I had this blog added to my fav's after a mutual blogger friend sent me to it last summer...the man who writes this blog lost his little 6 yr old boy last summer in a swimming pool accident...and honestly, I do not know how he has found the strength to continue living...if that isn't enough for you, he lives and works in NY city and lost his partner when the buildings came down on 9/11......I read his blog for hours...and cried over and over again...read this (go to page 37 and read the graduation)

As I sat and cried yet again, all I could think was okkkkkkkkk flake get your fucking ass out of your head and stop your bitching...yesssssss your life might suck and the gremlins aren't easy...but they are FUCKING alive...and even when I want to strangle the shit outta them at least I can still hug them and remind them how much I love them....

So thank you God for leading me back to NYC watchdog's blog...it was the smack of reality I needed to remind me to "get through today...and worry about tomorrow when it comes..."words I have tried hard to live by...cause my shit is soooooo just bullshit compared to what he is living..

As always, "unplugged" and to be continued....

P.S. As I went to his blog to link for this post, I discovered that today is DJ's 7th birthday...I pray for his dad today...and I hope DJ is having a big cake up in heaven.....and yes, I am crying again.....

HOLY CRAP IT'S MY BIRTHDAY

I totally can't believe it...I almost missed this day....

I don't even know what made me look...but wow oh wow it is my 1st blogger birthday.

Thanks to my greatest bestest buddy burfica, I started this blog exactly one year ago today...and what a year it has been...

I have met some truly remarkable people..your blogs have come to mean so much to me...

I have enjoyed the stories you have told...I have cried more than once for someone in bloggerland...and I most definately have prayed quite a bit...

This year has seen the birth of Max (who is drop dead gorgeous)....many worries and prayers for Jamie...JJ getting Fa potty trained and off to pre-school...phoenix getting a job...Janet ALWAYS cracking me up with stories of her kids and their conversations....etc etc etc...

On this first birthday, I want to tell you all that I just heart the bunch of you...I can't imagine my life without this blog and you all that come to read my ramblings...and I look forward to many more posts...

As always, to be continued.............

ALL "PLUGGED" UP....BUT IN LOVE

Have you ever been stuck?? Has your mind ever been so full of thoughts that you needed to let them out and just couldn't "unplug" them?

That is where I have been the last few days....so I haven't posted...I have been torn between not wanting to burden the few faithful readers I have yet again and feeling alone and useless in this world...but enough of that for today......

Will be back later with a Valentine's post...maybe if I get out for a bit the words will come.....they are in there...I just have to find them....

Ok I am back...and although I am not "unplugged" I am feeling a bit better...thanks for all the kind words of support...it helps more than you know..

I had a reality check this afternoon...remind me and I will post more about that tomorrow...

Then I re-read the Valentine's card I got from my gnome...part of which says " ...there's a big part of me that believes our love could not be as strong and as deep as it is today had we not weathered the storms and remained committed during the hard times..."

No truer words were spoken...this gnome has changed my life in ways that I could not express with words...he has loved me when I didn't deserve it and stuck with me when others would have jumped ship....he has taught me what the true meaning of love is and more importantly, how to say I am sorry and really MEAN it...

Such gifts are rare...and I am truly blessed to have that gnome..

TO MY DEAR GNOME : I love you...forever and always, nothing could ever change that...on this day, I state for all to see that my heart is yours... Love you baby...







As always, in love with my gnome...and to be continued....

LEAVIN...ON A SKI DOO????

Could someone pleaseeeeeee tell ol' man winter to go take a flying leap???

I am going to learn how to shoot a gun then hunt down that lil creep of a groundhog that said we were going to have 6 more weeks of winter...

It wasn't a shock...but I can't take much more..lmao.

I have been dreaming of tropical getaways..lmao

You know you are in trouble when your gnome is watching a golf tournament on TV and you HAVE to sit and watch it simply because there are people walking around in short sleeve shirts...

Can anyone say "flake needs meds???"

As always, to be continued (if I don't freeze to death..lol).....

SOS:AFTER THE M.F.H. ENDED PART 2

Hi all and welcome to another week of Soap Opera Sunday. For rules how to play, stop in to see brillig or kate. Find part one of this saga here.

When last we spoke I had just added a guy (that we will call Sam) to my instant messenger.....

So with a bit of nervousness I had added this stranger to my msn thinking I had nothing to lose....if he was a total loser I could block and delete him...and if nothing else, maybe I would make a new friend....

As soon as I added Sam, he was online and said hello to me. We started to chat and right away time started to fly. Because it was online, there wasn't as much awkwardness as I normally experience when meeting a new guy...this made it easier to chat with Sam and just be myself.

We had a nice long chat that first night getting to know about each others lives and interests. We made plans to talk again the next night. When we said good night, I was not sure if we would actually talk again but I had enjoyed myself and went to bed with a smile.

The next night (Tuesday) I had planned on watching for Sam to come on but I wasn't feeling well so I just went to bed. I didn't really expect to hear from him anyway and didn't see the point of waiting up when I felt crappy just to be disappointed when he didn't show.

By Wednesday night, I had given up on talking to Sam again. I convinced myself that it was a bad idea...after all, once he saw what I looked like he would run away so fast, he would burn rubber...so why set myself up to be disappointed and hurt...AGAIN!!!

I was online playing backgammon when who should pop on but Sam. He started talking to me immediately inquiring about what had happened the night before. I explained that I had been sick and he told me that he had waited , hoping to see me because he had been looking forward to talking to me.

I thought this was really nice but knew that it was time for "the other shoe to fall" I told Sam that I wanted to send him a picture of me. He said it wasn't necessary but if I wanted to, we could exchange pictures.

I knew what was coming next...he would take one look at my picture, maybe make polite conversation for a few minutes...then would make a clean get-away as quickly as he could manage it...so I emailed him the pic...to get the inevitable over with.

While I waited, I checked out the pic he sent me...I remember smiling at his face...thinking that he wasn't a greek God but he had a nice smile and looked decent (something I hadn't had a lot of in my life). As Sam continued to be silent, I thought maybe he wasn't even going to respond...I figured he had taken a look at the pic and was either laughing his ass off or screaming with fear...either way he was getting ready to delete it ...and I would, in turn , delete his ass...

Then he did something that shocked the hell out of me...I will never forget his words..." nice pic...I like what I see...when can we get together so I can see you face to face??"

All I could say was what the fuckkkkkkkkkk??? I checked to make sure I had actually sent him the right picture...My head was spinning...I didn't know what to do...After all, who would want to go out with a guy that would want to go out with ME???? There HAD to be something wrong with him...he must be a psycho ax murderer or some whacko looking for his next victim right???

All the while, there was a little voice in my head saying "what if?? what if??"

As always, to be continued ( next Sunday)........

MEMORABLE SURVIVORS

First, let me thank you all for your kind comments and prayers for my dear friend hearts...she asked me to send along her thanks and to let you know she appreciates it....

This week I am taking a page (or stealing an idea) from my blogger buddy Palm Springs Savant. Usually on Saturdays he has what he calls " The Saturday Seven". He is away this weekend so I have decided to take over in his absence and have my own Saturday Seven: My 7 most memorable Survivors in honour of the new Survivor season that just started. So here it goes....

#1 Jonny "Fairplay" :


This guy is not one of my favourite Survivors...quite frankly I was glad to see him get voted off on Thursday night but he is, however, very memorable. No one will ever forget his name OR his lying antics..lol.

#2 - Richard Hatch :

Again, I can't say I like this guy or how he played the game, but he IS the original Survivor. He outlasted and certainly outwitted in the first season when no one else had ever done anything like this...and watching him walk around naked all the time most definitely makes him memorable..lol.

#3 - Colby Donaldson :

Can anyone say hubba hubbaaaaaa?? I think this "good ol boy" made Texas proud...and who could ever forget a face like that..lmao.

#4 - Rob and Amber :

I didn't really care for either of these players in their original seasons but they sure grew on me during "All Stars". I enjoyed watching them get close. Amber brought out a side in Rob that wasn't apparent on his first season...he wasn't the bigass jerk that he came across to be. They are certainly a couple I will never forget.

#5 -Bobby Jon:
I think Bobby Jon was one of the few Survivors who brought heart and spirit to the game...and he never gave up, even when he knew it was hopeless. He might have come across as not the sharpest pencil in the box at times...but he could never be forgotten (oh did I forget to mention he is HOT!!!...lol)

#6 - Stephanie LaGrossa :

This chick was simply amazing...she fought hard to stay in the game...then came back the next season determined to do it even better. That time she got to the final 2 and I find it hard to believe any Survivor fan could forget her.

and finally......

#7 - Rupert Boneham:

This man is a walking contradiction...he looks like Grizzly Adams and has the heart of a big fluffy teddy bear ya just wanna snuggle...no one will ever forget Rupert...or his catchy smile...

Sooooooo what do all you Survivor fans out there think??? It was hard to pick just 7...of course now that I am done I am thinking of Tina and Tom ( both former winners)...and of course there was Jerri...who could ever forget her?? LOL. Soooo who is your favourite?? As Rick always says, "comments are free today"..lol.

As always, to be continued...........

MY THOUGHTS TONIGHT.....

Hi all...I hope everyone is having a great week.

I have been tossing and turning this post around in my head all day...I have given it alot of thought.

I love my lil blog....and I really do heart y'all that stop in to read it...

I often find myself reading something...then right away, I think ohhhhh can't wait to blog about this..lol.

I have vented...shared...been goofy...and often tried to make ya laugh...so tonight I ask a favour of you all...

I have a very good friend named "hearts"...and I love her more than I could ever imagine...she is an online friend that I hope to some day meet face-to-face and hug the stuffing outta her...

This gal has seen me through some really hard times....has reminded me to keep faith when things seem so impossible that I haven't known where else to turn..

She has made me smile and laugh, she has cried with me...comforted me...and the odd time made me wanna strangle her..lmao....

She is so very wise and my life has been enriched so much by having her in it...in ways I can't even imagine...

Anyway, I mention all of this because she has some stuff going on right now and needs all the prayers she can get. Of course, it isn't my place to go into details...it is enough to say it is REALLY bad stuff...

So for anyone that believes...please say some prayers for hearts and her family....I am praying hard for them...but again they need all the prayers they can get...I believe prayer can be a powerful tool...and I have seen first hand how powerful bloggerland can be...please pass the word, if at all possible... (Any comments left here, I will be sure to pass along to her)

I wasn't sure if it was right to ask this of you all...but I decided to anyway...

Cause I just love her that damn much.....

As always, to be continued....

THE EXTERMINATOR

OK I am really happy because I have FINALLY found the solution to our mouse infestation...

I have found a "killer" who will take care of them in record time...

Find a video below of the exterminator in action...lmao

As always, to be continued.........

SUPER BOWL ADS

Well the gnome went out with friends last night to enjoy the Super bowl in all it's glory. I was grateful that I didn't have to listen to him scream..lmao.

One complaint they often have is that we Canadians don't get to see the same expensive ads that the U.S. sees...and often they are hilarious...I found a few of them this morning on youtube...that cracked me up...so thought I would share them...lol. Enjoy!!!

As always, to be continued.............

SOS: AFTER THE M.F.H ENDED

Welcome everyone to another edition of Soap Opera Sunday. If you would like to play see brillig or kate for details and rules. If you decide to play and wanna get some linky love for your story please go here.

I have given a lot of thought about what should follow my telling of "The Marriage From Hell".... and somehow it only seems fitting that what should come next...is...well what actually came next. ( Now Fica...I think you know this story?? If so, don't spoil the ending in comments please....lmao.)

I won't bore you with the details of what followed our breakup. Fuckhead has never taken no for an answer very well...and things were pretty crazy in those initial days...lets just sum it up by saying it included physical abuse..verbal threats..and one night, things went as far as an attempted rape...details of which are NOT suitable for SOS..so lets move on...

The following years were lonely ones...I was a single mom with very little support or help. To say my social life was on life support would be an understatement...and for the most part that was ok with me...I accepted it as my fate in life.

It wasn't that I even wanted another man in my life...I had trusted two men in my life...FH and my father...both of which hurt me and abused me...and I knew there was no way I could ever let any man get that close to me ever again. I locked up my heart and threw away the key...

Yet I was so sad and lonely...I was so desperate to not feel all alone in the world... I would lay in bed crying myself to sleep thinking that I would be alone forever....

Those were long, lonely years....eventually I somehow came to peace with it and accepted my life how it was. I can't say I was happy about it...but I remember thinking that I just had to accept it. I decided that I would spend my life raising and tending to the needs of my gremlins. When they were old enough that they didn't need me anymore, I would be one of those old ladies who spent her Saturday nights playing bingo then going home and cuddling with her cats..lol.

This was how my life went until the fall of 2000 when my best friend in the world convinced me that I should get myself a computer and the internet. Little did I know how it would change my life..lol

I will go into some of the trouble I managed to cause another time..lol.

Fast forward to February of 2002...my best friend W and I decided we needed to have a girls night out...and proceded to get very drunk...lol. She had come across an online website where singles could meet and exchange info...and she wanted me to sign up. I refused...after all, I thought, what kind of nuts would sign up for something like this. Besides that, who would want to have anything to do with someone like me...I was fat and ugly...and not exactly a good catch being a single mom of 2 young gremlins...

Anyway, after a number of very strong drinks W and I decided to make me a profile on this site...thinking that I had nothing to lose...and I knew I wasn't going to include any personal info...

At first, we were goofy...then common sense overcame my drunken mind and I insisted that we be honest and accurate. I figured that no one would be interested anyway, and that would be that!!!

We had a great time that night...as we always did...we went out dancing and were goofy...

It wasn't until the next morning that I again thought about the profile that we had made on that dumb site...I went to check it out to make sure it wasn't totally stupid sounding....then gave SERIOUS thought to deleting....the whole idea made me feel uncomfortable and insecure..

I don't know why...but for some reason an inner voice told me to leave it alone...and I did. A few times during the day I again went back to the site determined to delete the profile, but I just couldn't do it. At this point, I decided that I would leave it up for one week...then I would delete it and not look back, no matter what !!!

The following night (Monday) I was playing on the computer and decided to check out the site. When I logged on, I had 3 messages from people that had viewed my profile and wanted to make contact with me. I was actually shocked that anyone even took the time to read it...

The first message was from a man that lived in my hometown and liked my profile. He said he liked women that were FFB (full figured and beautiful)..then proceeded to tell me that he was happily married and just looking for someone to have an affair with...

I believe my response to him was a brief FUCK YOU ASSHOLE....oh yeah baby, I am sure as hell gonna help this guy have an affair like the skank that screwed my FH while I was home taking care of the gremlins???? whateverrrrrrrrrrr...

Next, came the second message....from a chick that had a husband but wanted to explore her newfound h0mosexuality...I actually laughed out loud at this one...I didn't even respond, just laughed and deleted it...figured she had more to figure out than I did..lol.

At this point, I was convinced that my initial instincts were right and I should just delete it all...but decided to read the third message..

It was from a male...who was single and straight...something the first 2 candidates weren't...lol.

He lived in a little town not too far from me and wanted to know if I would add him to my msn. I hesitated for a few minutes but didn't figure it could do much harm so I added him to my instant messenger...

Was this a mistake??? Was I asking for trouble??? Would he turn out to be some kind of loser or whacko??? Only time would tell I guess...........

As always, to be continued ( next Sunday)........

MY GREMLIN THE COMEDIAN

Well we survived.......the house was clean.....the food was cooked.....and no mice decided to make an appearance...lol.

I think I mentioned on my last post that I have been cleaning like a dog for 2 days because the gnome was having company tonight...a gal that he worked with came over with her hubby to watch the Toronto Maple Leafs battle the Ottawa Senators. This rivallry is called "the Battle of Ontario".

Now hockey up here (especially in this one-horse town) is a pretty big deal. When the gnome and I first started dating, he took me to a social event for his work where I met alot of his co-workers. The majority of the evening's conversation centered around the hockey season. After listening to the gnome chat with one of his bosses for a bit, I finally spoke up and said "So what do y'all talk about when it isn't hockey season?"

Without even batting an eye, the gnome's boss quickly responded "Next year's hockey season!!!"

So the couple we had over tonight are diehard Senator fans and I think I have mentioned that the gnome BLEEDS Maple Leaf Blue...so it always makes for an interesting evening to sit back and listen to them debate and heckle each other.

Tonight, dear gremlin #2 decided that he needed to try out his future as a comedian...the big goofball. The following "joke" was told.

gremlin #2 : hey guest, guess what?

guest : yes dear boy? (what the hell was she thinking?? LOL)

#2 : Well ya know I always say that gnome drives me totally crazy...

guest: really???

#2: yes...but at least he has a license to drive me there ...hahahaha.

Goshhhhhh ya think the boy will be taking over for Letterman anytime soon??? I hope sooooo,...cause I am not getting any younger and need him to take care of me in my old age..lmao.

As always, to be continued...............

FRIDAY FOLLIES

Small update: To all your BB fans(yes Jamie I am talking to you..lol), I am looking forward to the return of BB in a few weeks...this is the ONLY good thing that has come from the writers strike..lol. Thus look for the return of BB Friday on this blog....where we can dish, bash and predict what will happen next!!

Well we have survived another week and the weekend is upon us. The gnome has a fun filled weekend for himself which is wonderful except that leaves ME holding the bag to do everything that needs to get done...

I have spent all day cleaning and shopping for groceries since the gnome invited another couple over tomorrow night. This might be fun but they are coming to watch a fucking HOCKEY GAME!!!

Now I know it is anti-Canadian to not love hockey...but honestly...I HATE IT!!! So I get to cook and clean for something I don't even wanna attend..lol.

Anyway, the following lil "joke" somehow hit home today...so I thought I would share...to all the guys that read this blog, please keep coming back...I heart ya all...even when I bash ya...lmao.


A man came home from work and found his three children outside, still in their pyjamas, playing in the mud, with empty food boxes and wrappers strewn all around the front yard.

The door of his wife's car was open, as was the front door to the house and there was no sign of the dog. Proceeding into the entry, he found an even bigger mess. A lamp had been knocked over, and the throw rug was wadded against one wall.

In the front room the TV was loudly blaring a cartoon channel, and the family room was strewn with toys and various items of clothing. In the kitchen, dishes filled the sink, breakfast food was spilled on the counter , the fridge door was open wide, dog food was spilled on the floor, a broken glass lay under the table, and a small pile of sand was spread by the back door.

He quickly headed up the stairs, stepping over toys and more piles of clothes, looking for his wife. He was worried she might be ill, or that something serious had happened.

He was met with a small trickle of water as it made its way out the bathroom door. As he peered inside he found wet towels, scummy soap and more toys strewn over the floor. Miles of toilet paper lay in a heap and toothpaste had been smeared over the mirror and walls.

As he rushed to the bedroom, he found his wife still curled up in the bed in her pyjamas, reading a novel. She looked up at him, smiled, and asked how his day went.

He looked at her bewildered and asked, 'What happened here today?'

She again smiled and answered, 'You know every day when you come home from work and you ask me what in the world I do all day?'

'Yes,' was his incredulous reply.

She answered, 'Well, today I didn't do it.'

lmaoooooooooooo

As always, to be continued.........