Happy Indepence Day!

This nation will remain the land of the free only so long as it is the home of the brave. ~Elmer Davis


Thank you to all of the men and women who have fought, currently fighting or about to go off and fight for our country. It is because of each one of you that we are able to celebrate freedom.

Much love!

I've heard it comes in threes....

First it was Ed McMahon (1923-2009)


Next it was Farrah Fawcett (1947-2009)



then Michael Jackson (1958-2009).....


RIP

I got your definition....

Flabbergasted -–verb (used with object) to overcome with surprise and bewilderment; astound.


I have said this word at least 15 times in the last few days. Sometimes about personal stuff, sometimes family stuff, and then the blowup today fit the definition perfectly. Let me tell you what happened. It is a doozy.

What: An altercation and it wasn't like this kind of fighting....


When: 1PM

Where:
I had always heard about fights at Cheesy-chucks back in the good ole days when they served beer. I have never seen one any other time I have been there until today and of all things, I was involved.

How: I was sitting at my table and watching my son go from game to game playing. He found a helicopter game that was empty and he hopped in it and put his coin in the slot. So I turned my head back around to my plate and next thing I know my son is standing next to me crying telling me that a lady pulled him out of the helicopter game. He said he had put money in the game and she came over and told him to get out and pulled him out because her granddaughter was going to play it.

My inner momma bear came out full force. How dare someone pull my child out of a game for no reason especially if he put money in said game. I grabbed my son's hand and told him to show me EXACTLY who pulled him out of the game. We walked around the tables over to the game and encountered the grandmother who assaulted my son. My child was crying at this point when we walked up and (I call her the g-ma) G-Ma said "you don't need to be crying boy".

I turned around and said "Excuse me?" And then calmly explained how my child said that she pulled him out of the game and if that was the case, she should know that she should keep her hands off of my child.

She stated she did not touch my child but did tell him to get out. I explained to her that my son had put money in the machine. Then all hell broke loose.

The G-ma's daughter swooped in out of no where and whipped her sun glasses off and started waving them in my face. I politely asked her to please get her glasses out of my face and to calm down.

"Bitch, I will do whatever I want with my sunglasses!" she screamed.

I stayed pretty damn calm the entire time. She on the other hand was irate and per the G-ma a "hot-head". When I asked that she lower her voice and calm down her voice would get louder. Security was called over and a little girl who worked at the establishment came and asked if there was anything she could do as I asked her to please calm this lady down as I turned to ask my child and my friend's child to go sit down that we would be right back over there in a minute.

My friend grabbed my purse and ran to my aid when she saw what was going down and started talking to the G-ma as the daughter was screaming at me.

I turned back to the irate daughter who was yelling at the worker/security that I had called her rude in which I responded that I had not told her that but that was exactly how she was acting and especially in front of her children. Well that set her off again.....

My friend and I made eye contact and walked away from the situation and attended to our children. The psycho daughter continued on screaming at the security for a couple of minutes after we even left the situation.

It was embarrassing as I noticed that the whole eating area was focused in on exactly what was going down and I was in the middle of it. It wasn't what we asked for at all.

My first thought is I wonder what her poor children have to witness at home if she is this vile and abusive out in the public to the public. Most people have a face for home and vice versus for the public.

WOW.....I am still flabbergasted. Is this what the world is coming to? Stupid, uneducated, hotheads all over raising the next generation?

My son was promptly walked back to the game and allowed to play without fear of some crazy women.

Happy Father's Day

Happy Father's Day to all the dads out there!

I want to shout out to one of the best fathers I have ever known......my hubster.

.....he has the best BBQ around.

.....he makes the best hamburgers (per the kiddo).

.....he builds his son rc cars.

......he laughs hard and long at our jokes.

......he races home to be with us when he is away.

......he taught the kiddo how to ride a bike.

......he takes the kiddo to the air show.

.......he provides everything we need/want.

........he is the love of our lives!





Thank you hubster for being my son's wonderful father. Thank you for being AWESOME!

I love you!

A Day at the Aquarium

We went to the downtown aquarium today. They are running a "Two for Tuesday" special. The kiddo and I had a BLAST with some friends of ours.

Here are some pictures of some of the cool things we got to see.


These are gold speckled fish (that is not the actual name). The sides of their body actually look like shimmering gold in the light.



Here we have the octopus. He/She would not let me take a picture of her face. It was shy!



Here is a shark that swam above my head. It was an awesome sight. (I am quite fascinated by sharks.)


Ahh.....the jelly fish. How much fun I had standing and watching these amazing creatures.



At the end of the tour of the aquarium, there are white tigers. There are 4 on the premises but only one at a time on display. They change the tigers out every 2 hours to keep the tigers day changed up. The white tiger above was just chillin'.

The above tiger had just seen his "chef" that piqued his interest. He watched intently and then started pacing.

It was a great day! The kid got to ride all the rides he wanted as many times as he wanted and I got to hang with him and my friends and we laughed most of the day.

Laughter is my guage to how good the day is.....and today was Awesome!

the mohawk, a shiner and crappy insurance

We gave the red-headed child a Mohawk for the summer. It is long right now because I can't wait to get him to sit still long enough for him to have it molded above his head. (pictures promised!)

The very next day after he got his 'hawk, he got slammed in the eye by the universe (actually a kid's ankle...total accident) and tore his EYELID totally OPEN. There was OPEN FLESH, people!

Once I saw his open flesh, I freaked out just a bit and relied on another mother (Thank GOD she is First Aid trained) and I let her take care of the initial care as getting him the ice pack and applying it and had the kid totally calm.

I calmly got his father on the phone as we were at a neighbors house when this occurred and calmly told hubster that we were semi okay but to "get his butt in the truck and come and pick the both of us up immediately and get your wallet, cause we are going to the Urgent Care."

He got there before I was even able to get the child out the door of the house. My new found mama friends got my baby in the truck and we were able to get on the road immediately. On the way to the urgent care we got into a bit of a traffic jam. While I was calling the insurance company my child exclaimed "At least it wasn't my nuts!". Priceless.

Once we got to the dreaded Urgent Care, the child was more worried about the toys he was going to get to play with instead of how his eye hurt. Because we have crappy insurance, it would have cost us over $200 to have him seen. Hubster and I re-evaluated his eye with the nurse and we all agreed that his eyelid had already sealed itself and that we should just do what they would do and clean it and dress it.

Instead of $200.....it cost me only $18 at Walgreen's and $30 at Gamestop this morning for the little man. He deserved a game after all of that. What can I say....I am just glad that he still has his eye. I was pretty scared at first at how it looked. Now it is just a little bruised and he thinks it is cool to have a Mohawk AND a shiner!

Doing the dance

So we have finally made it to the last day of school!

Here he is doing his happy dance.


Sorry it is a bit blurry....he was twisting around and I didn't have the right setting. Oh well....but I do see that my pile of stuff to be put away is in clear focus!

Later, pictures of his new summer haircut.

Countdown is almost over!

So we are gearing up for summer around here. Tomorrow (Wednesday) is the last day of First Grade for the little red-headed child that lives in my house.

He is so excited he can't stand it!

This is going to be our summer!

The countdown ends tomorrow at 3:45PM.

Instead of the teacher constantly hearing my son chatter all day....it will be my job.

Talk to me at the end of summer, but I am sooooooooooooooooooo excited!

Bring it!

Hazzard County

Can you stand one more flashback television talk?

We got the red-headed son the First Season of The Dukes of Hazzard for Christmas last year. He ATE it up! I mean how can you not get a little excited about a nice Dodge Charger getting jumped in each episode and running from the "law". There's Bo, Luke, Jessi and even Daisy Duke. Then you got Boss Hogg in his white suit and sheriff Roscoe P Coltrain. Roscoe has some killer lines and is always chasing the Duke boys. Then you got the mechanic....Cooter. Seriously... just the good ole' boys!

So for the end of the school year treat for the kiddo I ordered Season 2 & 3 (pictured below) for a killer price.


I think he really likes Daisy..... come on that is where they got the name for little short shorts!

I wonder if we will ever find out why they are really running from the law? I don't think it is ever said is it? It has been years since I had sat down and watched a full episode. I wonder if it will be even cheesier the second time around?

Now on to finishing up our summer plans.

What plans you got going on?

Old Fashion Television

Lately, we have been bombarded with crap television when the red-headed child has the remote. He is 7, so his favorite shows right now are mind-numbing crap.

The other day the hubster and I were talking about shows that we used to love as kids and how we wished that they were still showing.....well guess what.....they are! Hubster went and started recording The Brady Bunch this weekend for the red-headed child to see (and us too!).



I mentioned to the hubs that I was afraid that the red-headed child would want a big family and have a bunch of brothers and sisters (or at least one that lives with him) from watching the show. Since that isn't going to happen I wanted to make sure that this wasn't a concern for him and sent hubster to talk to him (ya know father to son). He had been asking for a brother or sister not so long ago.....


I mean, who wouldn't want a big family as a child that doesn't have another brother or sister living in the house with him? I think I would as an "only" child. Just think of all the stuff you could do and blame on your siblings.....

Of course not, not my child, he isn't concerned about having another brother or sister......no, not him. My child wanted to know how he could get an "Alice" and how much would she cost!?!


I guess I should be pleased that he doesn't think that I am his "Alice". His wife on the other hand.....watch out!

Next up is Gilligan's Island.....


I can't wait to introduce this to the kid this summer. I believe there will be lots of laughs and I can't wait to hear him ask the first time why everyone else that comes on the island is able to leave but not Gilligan and his friends.

I can't wait to hear him learn the catchy intros to the shows......ahhh good times!

What old shows are you fond of and want to watch again?

Cleanse yourself

Did you miss me? I have taken a bit of a hiatus from blogging.

Let me get right to the point of this post. Cleansing. Cleansing of the house, of my friend's garage but most importantly my body.

Me and a friend are taking the As Seen On TV Dual-Action Cleanse.


I have actually been very excited about this. I secretly watched the entire infomercial and was a bit creeped out by the rep on the infomercial, Klee Irwin, seen below.

Even though Klee (what a name) creeped me out I read each review I could find. I even read all the negative reviews but still wanted to try it. So I was really excited when me and my friend went to GNC and spoke to a really nice employee and he gave us all the facts about each of their cleanses and he suggested the Dual Action Cleanse as it had Anti-gas and Anti Bloat Digestive Enzyme Blend.

The instructions are to take one of each of the pills once in the morning and once at night. It is supposed to help cleanse your colon. It is supposed to last 15 - 45 days depending on how much you need.

I won't gross you out and tell you about what happens when I go to the restroom but I will say that after the first day I was awoken out of a dead sleep with the urge to go to the restroom. It was not a pleasant feeling. I used the restroom 8 times within 5 hours. If the medicine is supposed to last 15 - 45 day, I am scared. I don't think I will be taking more than one pill in the morning and one at night....heck I might break down and just take one a day.

I swear my colon is already clean and Klee is just blowing smoke.

But because I spent money on this, I am going to get my money out of it. Let's see how long I can last.

Sunday's picture

This little lady came by one day and stayed a while. I love lady bugs!

So maybe I lie a little.

I said I would be all cheery and shit today....sorry.....I sometimes lie.

I found this video that the Founding Bloggers took after the CNN reporter below rapped her story up.




Bravo! There are weirdos that come to everything...protests, the local library, they even show up to church! The media is always the first to jump to find these people and wrap up each individual's reason for being there with what this whack job has to say. I am glad that it was pointed out.

It isn't a republican or democratic thing. This is serious. Our government needs to know that we will not stand for this outrageous spending.

I was sent this website today which was done by the American Majority. It is a great tool to find out what to do now....after the tea party.

100th Post

This is my hundredth post. I have been trying to think of what to blog about and how I would like to honor this being number 100.

This wasn't really the post I wanted to post today but it is one that has become pretty damn important. Now I don't cuss on this blog except for now. (I do use wonderfully vibrant cuss words in my real world, so I figured I would save my sailor mouth and not attack you with it here.....you're welcome!)

*If you are offended by what I am about to say or the words I am probably going to pepper it with then please move on today. I will be back with a cheery post tomorrow.....but today well it is too damn important not to talk about.*

Yesterday we took an opportunity to attend a Tea Party in a smaller Texas town not so far from our big city. I wanted to go to the smaller town so that we could bring our red-headed son with us.

Before we had left the house I had signs made up for us. I had this one for the kid.

(Now before anyone goes off on taking my 7 year old to a protest....let me tell you just to fuck off. This is my child and when you have a child of your own you can decide what you will and will not take said child to. )

We talked to our child about what we were going to go and do and asked him if he would like to go with us. We explained that this was a privelege that we get to exercise being an American citizen. "This is an awesome day!", I told him. He was excited to go and hold his sign (for at least 1/2 the time).

The protest was held across the street from the local post office.


I can tell you the lump I had in my throat as we walked up and saw the hundred's of people that were standing with signs and showing their peaceful but strong protest against the runaway government spending (Republican and Democrat). All across America people were making a statement to the Government that we need change but not change that will hurt our grandchildren. Not change that will let these big corporations rape the American people and it be okay. Not change that won't let our small businesses thrive but instead make it impossible to have a business.

Finally, people were stepping out of their houses and standing together and making our voices heard. Some even were stepping out in Boston Tea Party era garb.


It was an amazing site to see. At one point a speaker led a prayer for our governmental officials. It was a very peaceful gathering. I was all like......"Yay, look at us. Look at us peacefully protesting. This has to make a difference. They have to listen to us."

Or at least that is what I was thinking until I came home later that night and posted on a forum that I regularly read and asked if anyone had attended a Tea Party in their area. I was met with complete misunderstanding of what it was all about. Even what the news was reporting was misunderstanding the reasons. They were making it out to be that we just don't want to pay taxes. Some of the comments have my blood boiling even now. One person even commented "i like roads and having my trash picked up and police officers and that poor people can eat (sometimes) and children having healthcare and libraries and medical research....."

Ummmm....well I do too. Who stated anything different? I pay my taxes regularly. I also know that the taxes that takes care of all of those things are the state taxes. It really has nothing to do with why we were protesting. Who would protest that?

People were also saying this was all about Race and Obama....ummm.....nope. Not that either! Bush had a HUGE hand in this. Obama is trying to clean up his predecessor's mess. But all these bail outs were passed way too quickly. This is going to affect generations to come.

Sometimes you have to just let these companies fail. If the corporation is too big to fail, there is something wrong. Everything can fail. That doesn't mean that our grandchildren should have to pay for the greed of these fat cat bankers and executives.

Then I came across this reporter on CNN that takes the fucking cake.....seriously....the fucking cake!

I don't watch the news often. I don't read the newspapers unless there is a sale going on and I wanna get the coupons. I take on all the bad and can't shake it off. I don't believe that our airwaves are going to be non-biased. Someone owns them and gets to decide what gets played on the air and how it is going to be presented. I mean look above. Is that really how reporters are supposed to report? She didn't even let anyone finish their sentence. Just amazing!

I guess I am just amazed at how many people attended yesterday in many cities and small towns yesterday and how it was (or wasn't in many cases) reported. I am amazed that even though there were thousands in Houston and thousands in many other cities, not more people attended.

Why hasn't everyone gotten fed up?

Why we didn't do this during Bush's term, you might ask? My first thought was that it has taken time to get to this place but also.....he scared the shit out of me. If you protested you could be taken out back and shot when Bush was President......okay maybe not but are you fucking kidding me?

I guess that is one great thing about Obama being President. I feel that I am safe and can actually protest and not fear being arrested and marked as a terrorist. Pretty cool if you ask me. You can tell there is already a different tone to the current Presidency.

Oh and then the day ended with hearing it be called "Teabagging". And then I cried a little. Seriously.....teabagging?

100th post and I end up with "teabagging".

Sunday's pictures and Easter

On the camping trip this weekend this little guy found his way to us. He was saved from the camping fire. He became a fellow camper's friend the rest of the trip (well at least until we left).


This kid became friends with my red-headed son all weekend long.


He kept asking me to take his picture so that the RHS could remember him.


Hunter....we will never forget you. You are one of a kind.

Mental Checklists

So we are getting ready for our annual Easter camping trip. I guess I can't really call it annual as we have only done it like 3 times in the past 7 years but us and our friends really try to make it when possible.

This year it will be family camping. It should be really interesting.

The other night we all took a trip to Academy and bought us new fishing poles. I am so stoked. I keep telling the kid about the last time that we went camping at this particular campsite and how the fish were continually biting and all the old fishermen kept coming closer so they could get a piece of the action.

We are all excited. Now if I could just blink my eyes and us already be there with the tent already set up and me with a beer in my hand. That would be the best!

Happy Easter everyone!

Sunday's picture

some cars driving by and the city lights......

Elation and Disappointment

I got my shoes today. The box was immediately ripped open and the shoes were slipped on my feet where they belong. I didn't get a picture of them on my feet yet but I will soon. Too cute with my tattoo as well.

After I got home from getting the kid of the bus, I sat out back and took my shoes off to inspect them in great detail. One thing that I was very upset about was the label in the shoe that states the sizes there was a stamp on it that read MADE IN CHINA.

WTF? China? Really? Beyotch Puleeeze!

The company touts being eco-friendly and how each shoe is completely recycled down to the sole of the shoe which is tire rubber that was on the way to the landfill. The company is also in California. The concept was made in the USA. I guess I was expecting too much.

I fell in love with my shoes because I thought they were made in the USA. Not one place on the website nor the box it comes in states anything about China....except the damn label in the shoe.

I am still loving the shoes, just not as much as I was before seeing the label. I am disappointed. :(

Happy April Fool's Day

This morning, my child asked for me to go get him some Fruit Loops for breakfast. Normally, I would have told him to go get his cereal himself but he batted those beautiful long eyelashes and begged.

So I went in the kitchen and straight to the pantry to get my beloved little man his breakfast all whilst in the dark. I grabbed the big box of Fruit Loops and away to the cabinet I went and grabbed a bowl and started pouring.

To my surprise, when I looked down in the bowl, I didn't see Fruit Loops instead there were Corn Pops. I went and immediately turned on the light and found my little guy standing in the doorway of the kitchen in hysterics. "April Fool's mama!", he exclaimed.

He had apparently gotten up early, early (like waaaaaaayyyyyy before his mama) this morning and went and changed out the cereals. He had apparently come in our bedroom and told his daddy about it at around 5AM or so. I sleep through most everything so I didn't hear anything about it.

I am super proud of him. He got me. He got me and I didn't see it coming. I am not easy to pull one over on.

He has been wanting to play practical jokes on April Fool's day for a couple of weeks now. He was wishing his sister would be in town today so he could play pranks on her. He has been plotting and planning and he got me.

Super proud of him. NOW it is MY turn (insert evil laugh)! It has been a few years since I pulled a good April Fool's joke. Hopefully, I can come up with something before school is out.

Any ideas would be appreciated!

Sunday's picture

These are blooming out by our pond in the backyard. I love Spring. I wish it would stay and quit playing around. It should not freeze during spring!

Changes and Best of all Shoes

It is still me, your resident cheeky monkey. I have done a bit of changing around here and hope you like it enough to stick around.

So my sweet, wonderful, dear, loving, amazing, adorable and most of all Hottest Husband in the World picked out these shoes for me. He put my two "picks" together and got me these. They should be here next week!


I am so trying not to wish away the weekend.

Rambling on....

I am sitting here waiting to hear from my father about his test results. I could go into a LONG rant about how our medical system sucks ass and how doctors should NOT be allowed to go on vacation until they make sure that people who are waiting on test results are told what those test results are. I mean is it that hard to call and tell their patients how long they have to live. I mean seriously!

Instead, I am going to rant, rave and wish.....so get ready!

Okay so I basically ranted above about the damn doctors. (Not ALL doctors....just the current one that my family is dealing with). My father's cancer has come back as I have blogged about. All the good news that we had heard that he would be able to be cancer free if he did a hormonal treatment is not the case now. We aren't sure what the final prognosis is because the doctor sent my father for more tests.

We should have found out the results last Tuesday when my dad went to the doctor. Then when they got there the doctor stated that he had been meaning to call my dad and send him for these extra tests. The doctor said that it would take 2 days to get one of the blood results back and which would have put the new results to be given by Friday of last week at the LATEST! So on Friday, my dad hadn't heard from the doctor's office so he called them. His doctor had gone on vacation and wouldn't be back until Wednesday of this week.

Well today is Thursday and I haven't heard anything yet. That means that my dad hasn't heard anything. I am chomping at the bits here.

It doesn't help that I had a bad dream last night about my dad. My nerves are a bit frazzled. UGHH.

So let me rave......My good friend and fellow blogger, J at Just Say it! has quit smoking! She is on day 6 of being cigarette free! How awesome is that? She is doing so good and I am so very proud of her. That is probably the reason she hasn't blogged lately....but I am hoping she does soon! HINT HINT.....Just sayin'!


Quitting smoking was one of the hardest things that I have done in my life. So I can honestly say that it sucks ass. I always tell people that when I quit smoking it was like a death of a really good nasty friend. I started smoking when I was 16 and I quit when I was 31.

When you quit You have to retrain yourself for EVERYTHING! Driving, talking on the phone, doing a chore, eating, and even listening to a song can strike the urge for a cig. It is a vicious cycle....and the first 2 weeks are the hardest! So totally worth all of the crankiness and bitchiness when you can finally not remember how many days you haven't had a cig or even the urge.

So stop by J's blog and give her some love and support that she deserves for quitting! (Maybe that would encourage her to write more....she is an awesome writer!)

Now on to my wishing......I found this Simple shoes website this morning and am in LOVE! I just need to save some pennies that I have lying around so I can get these black hemp shoes.....totally my style...just not the price!

And then I found these caramel hemp shoes.....ahh a girl can dream can't she? (Honey, if you are reading and would like to make your wife a happy camper (no pressure!) my shoe size is a 7 1/2. Just saying......)

Kid speak

So the red-headed child just had this conversation with his father:

RHC: "Hey, can I start a party when you guys aren't home when I am older?"

Dad: "In your own place."

RHC: "Like when my kids aren't home?"

(I won't lie, I laughed so hard I started snorting!)

explain something to me, please....

Why was President Obama on Jay Leno last night?

I don't understand. Aren't there better things to be doing with his time?

Spring break ramblings....

So the red-headed son is on spring break this week. Yesterday, we went to the museum with a couple of his friends. We learned a lot. I love the museum. There is something for everyone there.

We went to the planetarium and found out about Mars and our invasion of it. Then we went to learn all about Sharks in 3D at the IMAX. It was freaking awesome. The kids were so adorable reaching out at the school of fish swimming around us. I won't spoil anything but I will tell you that it is narrated by a sea turtle. ;)

We toured the museum and saw all the prehistoric bones as well as great displays of the animals located here in Texas. (Fun fact: Did you know that there are small black bears found in West Texas.) The red-headed son wanted to go and see the gems section. We were mesmerized by all of the colors and different types of gems. The kid found his "first" stone as he calls it (birth stone for the layman) and proudly exclaimed it to the entire museum.

We finished up the day by hitting the butterfly exhibit. We absolutely love this place. You can walk through and learn all about butterflies, crickets, giant horned beetles, bizarre walking sticks, tarantulas, mantids, and cuddly cockroaches (you know all the really fun stuff!). After all the fun learning you can take a walk through a wonderful lush rain forest where the butterflies live their short life. More often than not, one will always land on you while you are there. There are small, medium and large ones.


This morning I asked the child what he wanted to do for the day. I gave him a couple of options like ice skating or maybe a movie and lunch. He thought it over and said he had a better idea. He wanted to stay in his pajamas all day and play Rockband. That sounded just fine with me. So that is exactly what happened.

Tonight, before I put the child down with a movie, he came to me and said the following:

RHC - "Mom, I sure did have fun today. You really take good care of me.

Me - "Well thanks kiddo. I love you!"

RHC - ".....yeah, I haven't been taken, or killed, or died!"

All I can say is Thank God!

The rest of the week he is going to be spending time with family away from us. This will be the hardest couple of days.

After seven years, I have gotten pretty used to having this red-headed child around!

Sunday's picture and some notes

I asked the kid some questions that were floating around facebook. I wanted to see how he would answer. The red-headed son is 7 years old. Enjoy.

Notes about my Mom:

1. What is something mom always says to you? "No"
2. What makes mom happy? "give her a necklace"
3. What makes mom sad? "don't give her anything for her birthday"
6. How old is your mom? "32" (close)
7. How tall is your mom? "21 feet" (wow!)
8. What is her favorite thing to do? "me staying at home with her"
9. What does your mom do when you're not around? "sleep"
10. If your mom becomes famous, what will it be for? "money" (huh?)
11. What is your mom really good at? "games"
12. What is your mom not very good at? "trimming dad's hair" (hey it was my first time)
13. What does your mom do for a job? "work"
14.What is your mom's favorite food? "meatballs"
15.What makes you proud of your mom? "not spanking me" (what?)
16. If your mom were a cartoon character, who would she be? "Tom"
17. What do you and your mom do together? "play games"
18. How are you and your mom the same? "we are in the same family"
19. How are you and your mom different? "mom has long hair and I have short hair"
20. How do you know your mom loves you? "because I am her son."
21. What does your mom like most about your dad? "he loves his picture taken"
22. Where is your mom's favorite place to go? "Target"

Notes about my Dad:

1. What is something dad always says to you? "Sure"
2. What makes dad happy? "Building his Savage"
3. What makes dad sad? "Not having any RC parts"
6. How old is your dad? "38"
7. How tall is your dad? "29 feet" (impressive!)
8. What is his favorite thing to do? "RC cars"
9. What does your dad do when you're not around? "talk to his friends"
10. If your dad becomes famous, what will it be for? "money for RC"
11. What is your dad really good at? "Driving"
12. What is your dad not very good at? "working on my micro RC"
13. What does your dad do for a job? "work"
14.What is your dad's favorite food? "ribs"
15.What makes you proud of your dad? "he gives me whatever I want sometimes." (Ummm...we need to talk)
16. If your dad were a cartoon character, who would he be? "Johnny Bravo"
17. What do you and your dad do together? "RC'ing"
18. How are you and your dad the same? "we have the same hair and face"
19. How are you and your dad different? "He has a beard and I don't."
20. How do you know your dad loves you? "because I don't wander off" (what?)
21. What does your dad like most about your mom? "he loves her."
22. Where is your dad's favorite place to go? "anywhere he can drive his RC cars"

What is that?

A couple of years ago, I carpooled to and from work. It was a great way to save gas and money and it gave me a LOT of free time to read my trash mags (that I stole from a friend and gave back to her the next day like it was in the "mail". Whatever. I digress.) and also to look out the window and watch all the scenery go by.

One particular day we were stopped in front of the Dodge dealership and they had a HUGE inflatable Dodge logo sign. This thing was huge. When I looked up from my stolen mag and saw it my first thought was "Wow, that sure is a large Vagina!"

Then the giggling ensued. I was in full blown laughter almost peeing my pants ('cause it was a long commute).

See for yourself.




What do you think? Do you think that the Dodge logo resembles a vajayjay or really the female productive system?

I was looking for the origin of the logo and came upon The History of Car Logos webpage and found out that the Ram was chosen for the image it portrays - sure-footed, King of the Trail. I did NOT find anything saying anything regarding a vagina.

Still anytime I see that big inflatable or a logo on the back of the trucks...Vajayjay is the first thing that comes to mind. Just saying.

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I'll call him "mini-me"!

Watchmen

Me and the hubs went out on a date last night. I don't know if it was because it all seemed to work out well with planning or what but it was a heck of a time. We had a blast. There was good food and a killer flick.

We went to see Watchmen. I just love the comedian's smiley face.....I know it is a little morbid.

I was very impressed by the movie. There were some scenes that were majorly graphic like the prisoner scene and there were a ton of blue penis shots. I don't know why but there were. I won't lie.

I loved the plot and that it was set in the 1980's alternate reality.

Unfortunately, I hadn't read the book before hand. Fortunately, the hubs went and got it for us today. Totally cool! I am amazed at how the movie had a lot of the same shots as the comic.

I don't know if I would have been as glad about the movie if I had read the book first. Regardless, I am thrilled that I got to go out last night and watch a killer flick with the most incredible husband ever.

And a sidenote to the ladies who were in line before us wearing their flip-flops with socks (cause that really bothered me) and had their 4 or 5 year old son with them (which bothers me even more).....it is not appropriate to EVER take a child that young to a rated "R" movie. Seriously, NOT COOL!

I bet that child didn't get much sleep after watching it. There were some parts that were hard for me, a grown ass woman, to watch let alone a young boy.

Tickled Pink

There was a pink dolphin found in a lake in Louisiana. Ain't that some shit?

Here is the link to see the full story.

Gotta find the humor

All of my life my father and I have had a close relationship. There are many special memories that I have of just him and I whether it be us going for a ride up to the store to get peanuts and coke or of him and I shopping for clothes. He has always been one of my best friends and confidant.

Today I got to have lunch with him. We were able to just sit and talk and enjoy each other's company. We haven't gotten to do that in a while as both of our lives have been hectic. So it was really nice to have a moment that we could both reconnect.

He has his tests on Monday to find out where the cancer is located. If it is localized he will have radiation and it should eradicate the cancer. That would be the best case scenario. If it isn't in one spot and if it has traveled around his body he will have to do a hormone therapy. Both scenarios are better than having no hope at all.

Years ago when the cancer first came I was told that we would only have up to 6 months with my father. So we thought the worst when we heard it was back. Now the doctor says that my dad will die someday....just not of cancer. I feel as if I can breath again. I know he does too.

This is an uphill battle that he is just starting again. It will take a while but my father will overcome the cancer that is in his body. There is a big difference this time than the last with his cancer.....this time there is hope.

About 9 years ago I had gone to a "fun" party that one of my friends hosted. It was an adult toy party. I had picked up some flourescent glow in the dark body paint. mmmmmmmkay...I just got it as I felt I needed to buy something at said party. As a joke, I gave the green glow in the dark paint to my father when he was going through radiation the first time. He thought it would be a real hoot to paint himself with the green paint and surprise my mother. He put the paint under the light and then applied himself and after my mother was in bed he turned out the lights and proceeded to get in bed. He said my mother freaked out. He said he hadn't laughed as hard in a while. Now I am sure my mother was horrified at first but I know she enjoyed the laugh after she was let in on the joke. This is how we deal with tough stuff in our lives. Humor. I swear it is the best medicine ever.

So we shall handle this battle of cancer the same way we have battled the beast with my mother and father, we shall find the humor in it all. Big or small, we will laugh even when it hurts to laugh.

I wonder if I have any of that paint left. Or would it still be good after this many years?

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Today we went out to Katy and we saw some interesting things.

First we have redneck tubing or redneck sleigh ride or redneck land surfing? Call it what you want....this is what we saw.

Then we look over and saw training wheels......

Seriously? Training wheels?

unwanted drama

There is a lot going on in this little monkey's world. Total drama, duuuuuuude. OMG!

Sorry for not posting. I am going to make a huge effort to change my posting habits and post daily.

Just in the last hour I have found out that my dad's cancer is officially back. Now they just have to pinpoint the exact location of it and then they will treat it aggressively. Good news is that they have not given him a death sentence as they did in the beginning last time.

The doctor that he is seeing has also seen other men my father's age that were in Vietnam (as was my dad) that have the same kind of cancer. It is proven that prostate cancer is one of the affects of Agent Orange that they were exposed to in Vietnam. This is a good thing for my father. It will help him with the medical bills in the long run.

Next, my brother is having a rough time. It pains me to think of him hurting. His marriage may be crumbling and his whole world is turning upside down right now. He is thinking of joining the Army. I am not ready for him to join the Army. None of us are.

Wow....I think I will sleep on all of this.

When I am old...

This weekend we went to Louisiana to see our grandmother. It was a very nice trip.

We did so many things like go to a Mardi Gras parade and then we had to count all of those beads that the kiddo got. (Which I quit counting after 100.)

When I am at our grandmother's house I love to look at all of her books. She has the most amazing collection of any kind of book you could think of. One of the books called out my name as I was perusing a certain shelf. I picked up the book titled: When I am old I shall wear purple, by Sandra Martz.

Just the title got me going. When I was in high school I had this teacher that wore all purple. Not just one color of the shade at a time. NO, she had to wear all different shades at the same time. I admired that about her. She didn't go with the norm and she made her own style.

I always joked that when I turned 30 (cause when you are 18 - 30 looks soooooo far away!) I would dye my hair black and drive a black car and wear all black clothes. And when I hit 40, I would dye my hair red and trade that black car in for a red one and wear all red clothes. And at 50 I might go with brown. At 60 I would go for white and 70 would be blue. Seriously.....

The first page of the book was a poem by Jenny Joseph that I would like to share with you.

"Warning, When I am an old woman I shall wear purple. "

When I am an old woman I shall wear purple
With a red hat which doesn't go, and doesn't suit me.
And I shall spend my pension on brandy and summer gloves
And satin sandals, and say we've no money for butter.
I shall sit down on the pavement when I'm tired
And gobble up samples in shops and press alarm bells
And run my stick along the public railings
And make up for the sobriety of my youth.
I shall go out in my slippers in the rain
And pick the flowers in other people's gardens
And learn to spit.

You can wear terrible shirts and grow more fat
And eat three pounds of sausages at a go
Or only bread and pickle for a week
And hoard pens and pencils and beermats and things in boxes.

But now we must have clothes that keep us dry
And pay our rent and not swear in the street
And set a good example for the children.
We must have friends to dinner and read the papers.

But maybe I ought to practice a little now?
So people who know me are not too shocked and surprised
When suddenly I am old, and start to wear purple.

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