Happy Canada Day and Happy 4th of July (dunno if I'll be posting before then)

Leave me by myself and I'll likely do all the girly things I won't do in front of people ;)

This evening after the Boychild left for camp I ... dyed my hair...used that weird cream on my legs so that I wouldn't have to shave (didn't work very well btw)... painted my nails (toes and fingers)... watched The Borgias while munching on chips and long johns... (I can hear the fellatio jokes on that one already) it was a lovely quiet evening...

Boychild almost didn't make it to camp... but confirmed that the doorbell apparently needs it's batteries replaced... he was to be picked up at 6:15pm (the friends that were picking him up are always on time) so at 20 after I started to wonder and would walk out to the front door every so often to check to see if they were here yet... on one such occasion I peeked and saw his truck in the drive... so I called for the Boychild to collect his things and put on his shoes... a moment later I looked out the window again to see the truck start backing out of the drive... ran out and waved and shouted we're here... sorry... Seems he had tried the bell and made his way back to his truck so when I first peeked he was getting into the truck not out of it... whew... close one...

I have been sitting here watching The Borgias while doing all my girly stuffs... and I've just finished watching the other night Game of Thrones... and I think once again that I was born in the wrong century... I have such an affinity for period pieces like those (I know Game of Thrones isn't exactly a specific period in our time but shhh)... another series I loved and watched a couple of times already was The Tudors... I think I would have been alright in that time period... as long as I wasn't a peasant like I am now... lol

The other night Burton picked up Boychild and I on her way home from work and dropped us off at the Mandarin (Chinese Buffet Restaurant - really fucking expensive for us). The Boychild had received a letter from them stating that because he got student of the month he was entitled to a free dinner...so I could afford the $25 for my own dinner since his was going to be free. (BTW thanks again Burton)
After our little Mum and Me date we walked from there about a mile to the WalMart to pick up a couple of items needed for his camping trip. From there I was going to call a cab for a ride home. So there we are standing outside for our cab when this Jamaican guy comes walking out of WalMart looking like he was heading to another store... but... he stops and tells me that I have beautiful hair... first off picture this... my hair...yes it goes to my waist but it was windblown from the walk to the store, it had at that time about two and a half inches of light brown roots since it hadn't been dyed in a couple of months... so I quirked an eyebrow at his compliment and said thank you politely...thinking of course that he would continue on his way... nope no such luck... he starts talking to me very quietly and standing overly close to me...since he's mumbling and has a thick accent I can't hear him, not to mention I'm not paying him any attention, Boychild was trying to talk to me, cars are going by and people are coming in and out of the store... NastyDude starts telling me I'm beautiful, asks if I live in the city, if I live nearby... I ended up flashing him a ring I wear on my left hand that looks a bit like an engagement ring and saying 'Yeah I live nearby with my husband'... did that deter him any? Nope... then he starts in on how he could treat me good and how I look good... now I'll say this... I have no problems with Jamaicans or Black guys... this one...I surely did!
What sort of nasty ass mother fucker is gonna get all up on me about taking me away from my men right in front of my child!??
I finally turned to him again and said 'No thank you' politely... he seemed surprised and said 'no thank me?' Thankfully I saw the cab and said 'Fuck off and leave me alone' ... srsly?? did it really need to go that far and get to that point where I have to cuss someone out to get away from me...??
Not only was my hair a mess as described... I was wearing baggy ass jeans and a shirt that for once wasn't revealing cleavage and had on my geeky-ass glasses and no makeup... WTF?
I looked like a slob in my books - (thank you btw Big Daddy for thinking I could never look slobby) I was repulsed by the guy.

And then of course I get home and start thinking... really? is that seriously the guys who are attracted to me?? *le sigh*

I'm so thankful to have The Man and Big Daddy... would hate to be in the wading pool again.

Oh well... I must away to bed now as I have to be up at 8 am... blecch.. but get to spend the day with Manchild and Sis... hopefully Manchild isn't still sulking because his father has grounded him for 2 weeks...

Shake That!

It's an odd feeling to suddenly have it that now when sitting at the computer to get the feeling of 'I don't want to be here'... I think I just heard someone faint after reading that... *laughs*

Yeah me the queen of sitting on the computer all day is now getting sick of her computer... only took like 14 years for that to happen... I think it's because of how much my computer experience has changed... it used to be my connection with the outside world... and now... *shrugs* it's a source of entertainment at times with the games that I play on occasion but generally now I just get the feeling of 'why am I sitting here?'

Especially with The Man being gone.

Hard to believe but the laundry is getting done... the dishes are getting done each night... and I'm finding myself sort of just wandering around tidying up stuff that's laying around... mind you I still am in the evenings sitting down and watching the 'idiot box' (as my grandfather called it) but on commercials is when I find myself wandering about tidying up...

It's been interesting.

Talking about interesting (oh yeah smooth segue) tomorrow evening I'm going to find myself all by myself. I didn't realize it until the other day. The Man is gone, the Boychild will be off to camp tomorrow for the long weekend, the Manchild has a meeting in the evening so he'll be staying over at my Mum's house... what ever shall I do??
I had been thinking of going downtown and maybe hitting up the bars... haven't done that in a couple of years...then again I haven't done that by myself before either... lol

More then likely I'll end up laying on the couch watching TV while eating a bowl of ice cream in pajama pants and a wife beater... how sexy right?

Every Day I'm Shuffling...

Here I go again on my own... going down the only road I've ever known...

*chuckles*

That's the song that went through my head as The Man drove off today...

since he left I've done 5 loads of dishes, two loads of laundry, got the Boychild all clean and off to bed, and I've been tidying up the house as well I still have to make the bed... if you have a king size bed... you'll understand why that's a feat... *laughs*
Especially since I'm only 5 feet tall...

Oh well... gotta keep busy...

After an interesting conversation it seems I may have to start a collection jar in order to get home from Nevada in August...

Anyone ever notice that there are two Brits and a Canadian judging America's Got Talent?? Doesn't that seem really ridiculous? I dunno it seems dumb to me... it just happens to be on in the background and I looked over and saw Piers, Sharon and Howie and found it a little ironic...

I got my Scentsy stuff in from Burton and the three scents I chose I'm in love with... especially the one that's called Simply Irresistible... it smells like Phoenix by Axe... was well worth the money I paid for it all...

and now it's time to go make the bed...have a shower...and get ready for an early morning tomorrow...

oh yeah... and my mouse is fuckered and I need a new one :(

No I'm not Dead...Honestly.

So I've had this window open for weeks with every intention of sitting down and writing up a blog post...even started one that is saved around here somewhere...

so what's new? ... generally I answer that question with 'not much, what's new with you?'  let's see if I can update on everything and still keep it somewhat short...

I got kicked from the MU* I'd been playing for nearly 7 yrs... why you ask... cause Swift's an fucking asshole...(I bitched and wrote up a whole long post about it but threw it up on live journal instead of posting it here)

I did the Relay for Life with my team...it actually went really well... I was surprised...I believe we raised almost $400... I was a bit disappointed by that... but then again there's always next year...and yeah I'm silly enough that I think I'll actually put together another team...

left to right: Uncle, Manchild, Me, (behind me) Matt, Aunt, 2 girlies, (behind them ) Sis and Boychild, K  

Every time I get a bit pouty I just remember that... I got my ticket to Reno!!! Huzzah!! *huge grin* I'm heading to Nevada in late August...yeah I've been told I'm crazy and that it's crazy hot there in August...truthfully I could care less if there were snow...lol I'm just happy to be going...

Also in August before I leave for Reno... the weekend before to be exact... I'm heading to the Red Spiral Womens Retreat...yay! I'm glad I'm able to make it this year...

the Manchild has been frustrating the fuck out of me... yeah yeah yeah... don't gimme the whole teenager crap... the one weekend he got under my skin so bad that I raised my fist to him...did not like that...I just wish he'd  listen to his father and I... *sigh* fucking social networking sites... that's what it all boils down to... but anyway...next week he's graduating from grade 8...*le sigh* high school in September...ugh...

Manchild

the Boychild has been more and more resistant to going to school as the year is coming to a close...and he's ecstatic that Cubs is over...and not looking forward to going to the last camp... but told him after that camp if he didn't want to do it anymore then he didn't have to. He's also really excited that the school/school  board has given him a laptop system (laptop, headset, printer, scanner..etc.) for him to do his work on at school...he's unable to bring it home for the summer as it goes back to the board for the summer to get upgraded...but in the fall he gets it back again for grade 5...ugh...I cannot believe he'll be in grade 5 in September...

Boychild

my babies are growing up so fast...

talking about babies or lack there of I should say... this new system of taking my birth control in order to avoid hormonal depression seems to working great... only down fall besides the increased possibility of stroke... is the migraines...I get them like clockwork when I start the placebos for three days... odd but doc has me on cafergot for the migraines...talk about old skool!

only thing I'm going to say about the Stanley Cup... I cannot believe that Vancouver let Boston win in their arena... *shakes head* dumbasses... and done.

I have a new fur baby... which I posted pics of on FB but don't think I said anything about it here...and if I did oh well... a boy ferret needed a new place to live... so we took him in and have been loving him all up.. his name was Mos...but... since he's deaf...yep..deaf... we've been calling him Moe... I like it better...

Moe outside playing in the grass.

Oh yeah!... Burton and I went over to Buffalo to see a friend of ours... that was fun... we did a wine tasting...then went back to her house for a wonderful lunch that she made for us... Chicken Masala... it was yummy...unfortunately I was still terribly tired after the Relay for Life the night before and after a belly full of wine and yummy foods... I was passing out on the couch...lol they were real sweet about it...and I promised to be more awake next time... lol
I'm really glad that Burton and I are seeing her outside of the usual circle of people we would see her at because I'm not exactly sure how much longer that circle of people will be getting together...yeah bunches of crapola there...
So more goings on planned for visiting over to Buffalo... which makes me a happy camper.

so yeah... I think that's about it... other then boring stuff like how I've watched all of Firefly and am now working on Farscape... lol or how I send really nerdy pick up texts to Big Daddy... lol

Angry letters, new babies, strange happenings, future trips...

Angry letters... I found out that my father decided to write my sister a stupid message a facebook... I knew that she wouldn't respond to him, though if she told my mother about it it was likely that I would hear all their suppositions about why he would send her a message. It made me angry. And since I am such a reactionary person I typed him up a message and sent it off to him.

Most would likely wonder why I bothered, even I wondered why I bothered, but it was a case of all sorts of little shit had just been piling up until finally I just got mad and let it out. I suppose the fact that he sent a message to my sister was the last straw.

So he sent me a message letting me know that he was going to call me. He called. I didn't answer. I chose to make him leave me a message instead.

Instead of saying 'oh hey sorry you feel that way' ... no instead the jackass says "I figured if I called you could yell at me on the phone, I know it's not as good as doing it in person but it has to be better then via email, I'll call ya back.' - I mean wtf? srsly?

It was this time last year that I was packing a bag for a flight and the other thing I was doing was rescuing a kitten from crying in our back yard. A year later that kitten is bigger then the two other cats we already have (who are turning three soon) ... well now Ohanzee isn't the baby anymore (age wise he is but I'm not splitting hairs)
A few days ago I got a message from Okie asking if I could help her find a home for a ferret... I couldn't say no The Man and I have both wanted one for so long. So on Monday Okie and her wife brought him over to the house. His name is Mos. I'll have to post some pictures of him. He's already 4 yrs old but his a really gentle guy. I've already enjoyed some cuddle times with him.

There are those out there that would suggestion that I'm compensating and to them I say "Yeah? so fucking what?"

Strange happenings... sitting here at 2:20 am with the Man both of us in the living room ... whene suddenly a plaque in our kitchen falls to the floor with a loud bang... we both thought wtf? out loud....
about 15 mins later the Man gets up to make himself a mug of tea...he starts to pour the hot water into the mug and the side of the glass explodes out from the side of the mug, the man gets boiling water on his foot and after the initial shock of it...the Man realized that the water that landed on his foot hadn't burned him...the kettle had just clicked off saying it was done boiling...and when he went to put the piece back in the mug to see if there was any other tiny shards we should look for the piece didn't fit in there any more...it was bigger then the hole in the mug... and it's not like it was a cold mug or anything, he had just finished making tea in it a half hour before hand... it was a bit eerie...
After getting a really strange feeling I sent Big Daddy a text to make sure he was ok...thankfully he answered me...
So after all that the Man stepped into the shower... as he stepped into the shower the Boychild was opening the door to come into the living room... he was crying as he had just had a bad dream... when I asked what was wrong his answer was 'Dad died...' every time he's said that it's always made my stomach drop a bit. Obviously his dad didn't die he's in the shower. So he told me about his dream... Dad was going to the store because it was an emergency and if he didn't we wouldn't have any food to eat that night and on his way to the store he tripped... apparently 'people' came to the door to tell us he had died.
I say 'Every time he says that' because this is not the first time he's dreamed about his father dying... it's a bit creepy...

Future trips....*looks at the time* meh I'll talk about them another post...