Saturday, December 24, 2005

Merry Christmas....again




I SO snagged this from Kalisah...cuz she is the awesomest:

1. Egg Nog or Hot Chocolate?
Hot Chocolate loaded with mini marshmallows. Yummmmy!

2. Does Santa wrap presents or just sit them around the tree?
When I grew up he just set them out, but I married a yankee and now Santa brings every dang thing wrapped.

3. Colored lights on tree/house or white?
White and wonderful!

4. Do you hang mistletoe?
If any falls out of the tree in our front yard. One year we shot some down with a BB Gun and nobody even went to the emergency room. The fun part is I kept telling hubby, "You'll shoot your eye out!"

5. When do you put your decorations up?
We start the day after Thanksgiving and we finish on or around Christmas Eve. It takes forever!

6. What is your favorite holiday dish (excluding dessert)?
Sweet potatoe casserole.

7. When and how did you learn the truth about Santa?
I remember it. The evil stepmother told me. I think I was like 10. I think she was tired of the Santa thing. I cried because I felt like someone had stripped away my Christmas spirit. We never told our kids. They somehow just figured it out. Don't ask, don't tell.

8. Do you open a gift on Christmas Eve?
We all get to pick one. I always pick the one that looks like it has jewelry in it. Ha!

9. What kind of cookies does Santa get set out for him?
Chocolate chip.

10. Snow! Love it or Dread it?
Love, love, love it. Sadly, we hardly ever get any. :0(

11. Can you ice skate?
Although two of my kids played ice hockey for years, and my oldest even got an offer from a Jr. Hockey team, I never learned to ice skate. I can still roller skate awesomely. I worked at a roller skating rink in high school. I use to work in my skates.

12. Do you remember your favorite gift?
An Easy Bake Oven and one of those barbie heads where you could style their hair.

13. What's the most important thing about the Holidays for you?
Family and fun times.

14. What is your favorite Holiday Dessert?
Pumpkin Pie!

15. What is your favorite holiday tradition?
Going to my MeeMaws house on Christmas Eve.

16. What tops your tree?
A huge gold and antique red bow.

17. Which do you prefer Giving or Receiving?
I like them both.

18. What is your favorite Christmas Carol?
"Silent Night" - It's such a calming song.

19. Candy Canes! Yum....it's so Christmasy.

20. What is your favorite holiday?
Halloween (because I guess I am a little evil.

Now do this yourself and let me know so I can read yours!

Christmas Eve

I cannot believe it's here. It's Christmas Eve. We have had a busy start to our day already. We got up early this morning and met my best friend from high school, her husband as well a very good friend of mine from right after high school and her family (her youngest daughter is my god daughter) at Cracker Barrel for breakfast. My friend from high school and her husband are from Chattanooga and the other friend and her family are from Houston so we do not get to see them much. We had so much fun and talked about so many memories. These two girls and I were all partners in crime back in the day. Enough said. Good times.

As for now, we are baking, making gingerbread houses, wrapping MORE gifts and enjoying family time together as we watch "A Christmas Story". You must have Ralphie on Christmas Eve. Tonight we will head to my MeeMaw's house (my grandmother), and open gifts there and then come back and snuggle down and wait for sugar plums to dance in our heads. Hope your day has been as fun as mine!

Merry Christmas to you all.

Tuesday, December 20, 2005

2x SHOCK!

Twice in one day. Wow..I must have just absolutely lost it or something. Well, it's like this; I watched the girls on "The View" earlier, and I am just more than a little pissed. Okay...Star Jones and the girls were interviewing a "plus-sized" model. Okay, first of all, when did a size 10 become a plus size?? Someone tell me this. That is an insult to normal looking women (especially me since I range from an size 8 to a 10, which means some weeks I am model thin, others I am "plus-sized" - slap me please!) That was my first piss off. The second one was when Star Jones had the nerve (oh yeah, she had nerve alright) to tell this "plus-sized" model that she loved her body and wished she had her curves. Okay Star, then why the hell did you spend all that money to end up looking like the big headed, bug eyed, skinny alien you are today? I mean....have you looked at Star lately? She is absolutely scary as hell. She had nerve saying that. I hope more women than me are annoyed by her.

End of Rant.

Back to cleaning house.

Playlist for cleaning house:

Madonna: Beautiful Stranger
Modest Mouse: Doin the Cockroach
Black Eyed Peas: My Humps (Hate the words, love the beat)
The Beatles: Hey Jude (I miss you John Lennnon!)
Foghat: Slow Ride
The Knack: My Sharona
Metallica: Turn the Page
Red Hot Chili Peppers: Rollercoaster
David Bowie and Queen: Under Pressure
Stevie Wonder: Sir Duke
Kanye West: Gold Digger
Aerosmith: Dream On
Missy Elliot: Music Makes You Lose Control
Talking Heads: Burning Down the House (so 80's)
Spice Girls: Wannabe (ala Whit!)
Elvis Costello: Everyday I Write the Book

What do you listen to when you are cleaning?

Thankful

Be thankful you do not live in New York City today. Those poor people trying to get to work and elsewhere while the transit system is shut down. Have you seen all the people walking? Argh! I feel sorry for them. I complain if I have to sit on our local heavily traveled University Drive for an extra 10 minutes in the morning. I mean life could be so much worse.

Today will be busy for me. I wish I was more motivated. Some dorkus (hubby) scheduled my BMW to be taken in for service first thing this morning. Guess who just rescheduled? Yep, me. Who would schedule a day at the BMW spa just a few days before Christmas? I changed it until after Christmas. Please, things are stressful enough right now. Hubby really isn't a dork, but sometimes I wonder why he does what he does. I think it is just to annoy me. Tonight I am expecting about 20 young adults at my house to see my son before he heads back out to his post. He leaves on Thursday. I have already shed tears over this, and it hasn't even happened yet. I dread it. A couple of times he has reminded me why there are times I do not miss him, especially the night he decided to wrestle my other son until one of them scremed uncle. It wasn't going to happen. This went on forever. These two big guys rolled and writhed on the floor and neither one was going to speak the dreaded word (uncle). I finally had to break them by bribing them with food and threatening to climb in there and break them up. Kids. So anyways, we are cooking out and letting all these young adults (hockey players, college students, soldiers, etc.) hang out at our house. Will I survive?

Stay tuned....

Monday, December 19, 2005

Dang!

Wow...I just looked at the last time I updated and I am in shock it has been so long. What's going on you ask? Life my friend, life. My sailor is home and I have been spending lots of time with him when he is not out partying with his friends and going on dates with various girls. He is young and having fun, just as it should be. We only have a few more days with him *sigh*. Work has been going great. We have had several parties at the office and have attended several parties with hubby's work. I almost feel partied out. I have been crazy shopping lately getting all the fabulous things that everyone wants. The only thing I don't think I will be getting for anyone is the huge diamond ring my daughter tried on at the fab jewelry store that we frequent. I think she needs to find herself a fiance for that eventually (remember she is only 13). She did pick out quite a beautiful wedding set with a vintage looking setting. I am quite impressed that she has such awesome taste, but what can I say? She is my daughter. I tried on a lovely 3 stone ring that is quite a bit larger than the one I got last year. *le sigh* Maybe Santa will be good to me. I have been a good girl...I promise!

Little Tahlulah (daughter) has finally decided she does not need a boyfriend to make her happy. I think her little heart was so broken that she has started putting up those dreaded walls. I hate those dang walls. I put them up myself. It's a barrier - protection from getting hurt. I guess that is okay because eventually she will meet the guy that will rock her socks and the walls will come down. Of course, he will have his work cut out for him, but if she is worth, he will suceed. It's terrible what getting your heart broken will do to you.

Younger son is out on a date with some girl he met on Myspace. Oh, this does not make me feel good because she is from Italy supposedly and she might have connections to some mafia or something, but he assures me she is nice. They have talked on the phone several times, and they are meeting in a public place and she is 17. Please - don't let her be a serial killer.

Oh well...off to straighten hair.

Fun stuff I tell ya.

Thursday, December 01, 2005

Mornings suck

UGH...It's 7:30 am and here I sit. The kids just went out the door and I am debating on if I should just crawl back in my warm comfy bed or get some house work done. Let me ask this:



Darn, it says: The answer is in your backyard. Since my bed is not in my backyard, I guess that means I need to stay up and get some stuff done. YAY!

Wednesday, November 30, 2005

Koo Koo Ka Choo

I bet I didn't even get close to spelling that right. Whatever.

What's been going on with you all? Me you ask? Gosh...just life. We were pretty much slugs most of the Thanksgiving holiday (mostly due to the fact that we ate like pigs). We did pull all of our Christmas stuff out and we are still in the process of putting it all up. Of course, when you have three trees and 20 years worth of Hallmark Christmas ornaments given to us by my mother in law who is a huge ornament freak, then...well...you understand. It's busy. I have been trying to do some of it myself, but hubby is so anal about how things are and where they are, I end up getting frustrated and just give up and let him go at it. Dang engineers. Between that, working, having a sick kid (daughter), and trying to get my house cleaned up before my son comes home it's just been craziness around here. I really got a little sad yesturday when one of my son's friends dropped by to see if he was home yet. Evidently his friends are chomping at the bit for him to come home too. I told him that he would be here next week and he told me he knew it was soon but he had forgotten exactly which day. He looked sad when I told him he wasn't here yet, and that made me a little upset. That kid is loved so much. I can't wait.

Other than that, not much else to report and the engineer needs my advice on where to put some stuff, so with that...

I am out.

*edit* I can't believe I spelled mostly *mostley*. I hope I changed it before any of you saw that. Grrrr.....spelling is suppose to be my thingy.

Saturday, November 26, 2005

Zach Braff....you are my hero!


Okay, I was perusing through the little list of blogs I frequent tonight since I had a few minutes and I was taking a break from decorating one of the THREE trees we are putting up this year (argh...the work!), and I was noticing the amount of comments people get. I mean, I might get one or two here and there and it does not hurt my feelings because I really don't visit and comment many blogs unless I am a regular reader or they say something very funny or something I can totally relate too and I understand that you sorta have to fish around for comments (no, I did not say compliments) and I really don't do that, I am more of a lurker. So, as I was going down through my bookmarked blogs, I happened upon one I have not read in awhile. Now, I am always impressed when someone can get more than 10 comments, and occasionally, someone spectacular will get over 50 or something like that, but this is totally rediculous. I thought about commenting on THIS blog, but what's the use, I am sure he does not read them all. Jeez, if I can't even find the time to comment on blogs that I really love, how the heck would this guy find time to read all those comments. No telling how many blogs there are like that out there, I just don't have time to look for them. I suck!

Zach Braff...you are my hero!

Thursday, November 24, 2005

Thankful

My list of things I am thankful for (starting in particular order then winding down to non-particular order - heh):

1. God
2. Living another day (healty)
3. My family (all of em, hubby, kids, etc.)
4. My wonderful friends
5. Getting to see my sailor in about 2 1/2 weeks!!!!!!
6. My awesome job
7. The awesome people I work with
8. Food on the table
9. My BMW
10. Husband's bonus so there is no struggle for Christmas
11. Hot chocolate
12. Fuzzy socks
13. Sunrises
14. Sunsets
15. Cute sweaters
16. Sephora
17. My iBook
18. Kids that mind and listen most of the time
19. Everyone is healthy
20. Seeing people for what they are and trying to find the good first
21. Oklahoma
22. Chocolate
23. Being warm and comfy when it's cold outside
24. Escaping a horrible childhood virtually unscathed
25. My acoustic guitar
26. Family vacations
27. Snowy nights
28. Tulips
29. Cucumber melon body spray
30. Baby pictures
31. Cowboy boots
32. Diamonds
33. Tivo
34. Crunchy leaves
35. Hair straigheners
36. Popcorn
37. Auburn Tigers
38. Rainy mornings when I can sleep in
39. I get the whole Christmas week off!
40. Hubby's spectacular raise
41. Candles that don't stink
42. Bunco
43. Long length pants
44. Eddie Bauer catalogs
45. Creme Brulee
46. Macaroni Grill
47. Velveteen blazers
48. Heated car seats
49. Elvis Presley
50. Chips and salsa


Okay, there is much more. I think you know what I am saying. We all have so much to be thankful for. What are you thankful for?

The Tryptophan is Working

Happy Thanksgiving all. I sit here so dang full I can hardly move. We have one Christmas tree up in daughter's room and three more to go. Let me correct myself here, we have one tree up and not decorated. *sigh* Christmas is so much work. We went out the other night and bought daughter a cool slim white Christmas tree for her room. We had a regular slim green one up there last year, but this year we are going for a more modern theme. For garland we will use feather boas and use the funky colored ornaments we got last year. I will try to post pictures after we get it done. As for now, its just set up with the lights on. It's going to be awesome when it's done. I am waiting for hubby to get off his duff and get the other trees down so we can get started. He brought back a lot of Lenox ornaments from his mother's so we are going to do our formal tree in the prettier ornaments. As for the family room, it will be reserved for kid ornaments that they have made over the years. I love that! Our room will have all the left overs. I got my son one of those fiber optic trees for his room. We are going to be all Christmased out here.

Now for the big question....do I plan to go shopping tomorrow? NO. I plan to work on decorating and do a lot of online ordering. I know I will have to go out for some things, but I sure do not plan to do it tomorrow. We have a lot of stuff coming up such as Christmas parties and also my son will be home for two weeks, so it's going to be pretty busy around here. Daughter has a huge math project due on Tuesday so she is up there working on that. I hate it when they give projects over the holidays. That is just not right. Her new little boyfriend just called her from Ohio where he is spending his holiday. That made her feel so special. She loves having someone that actually shows that they care about her instead of keeping her guessing all the time. I know they won't be together forever, but it's nice to see her so happy and it's nice to see that this time she has a nice boy that truly cares for her and shows it. I don't think it's one of those red hot things (I mean she is only 13), but it's a sweet little good friendship and he is such a little cutie. And thankfully he seems harmless unlike the last one that kept breaking her heart over and over again. She is finally over him now that she has such a good one this time. My son is at the movies with a bunch of his friends who have come home from college for Thanksgiving. I am not sure what they went to see, but hopefully he won't come dragging in at 2 am tonight like he did last night. Kids.

Well...I guess I am going to have to use force to get the hubby moving. Hope you all had a great Thanksgiving and have fun with all of your Christmas decorating.

That's all for now.

Wednesday, November 23, 2005

'Nuff Said


Happy Thanksgiving and War Eagle!

Sunday, November 20, 2005

Oh Yeah....

WAR EAGLE! Guess we showed you guys huh?

Ha!

Thanks Skillzy...can't believe I didn't say anything about that. That was truly the highlight of my yesturday.

Boo Yah!

I heart Sundays

Today is a typical Sunday at our house. Well, except for the fact that hubby is not here because he got up and went fishing at 7am. He normally does not do that, but whenever he gets invited to go fishing, he can't say no. As for me, I am watching movies, doing laundry and some general cleaning. This will be a short but busy work week for me. I already have all the items I need for our Thanksgiving meal, so at least all of that is out of the way. I haven't had a whole lot of time to update my little thingy here, but I am making a point of it now before everything gets all crazy. Not too much is going on around here, just usual running daughter around and trying to keep things in order. Not much drama (thankfully), but she does have a new little boyfriend. And when I say little, I mean he is much shorter than her (but very cute), but then again, most of the boys are because she is so tall. Let's see how she handles this one as not many of the kids at school know about it yet. I had the same problem myself. I was always the tallest girl when I was in school and it sucked until about high school when the boys finally started catching up with me. Luckily, the boyfriend I had in High School was 6'5" tall so I never had problems there. As for daughter, she is one of those very confident types that won't have a problem with it. I was always self consious so I was always paranoid about going out with a shorter guy. She says who cares as long as you like them and they are a good person. I admire her for her positive outlook and her ability to surround herself with good people. She absolutley will not have anything to do with kids that are not a good influence on her. I hope she stays that way.

I heart her.

I heart Sundays.

Tuesday, November 15, 2005

We're not in Kansas

Today has been a great day off. So far.

This morning I got up and ran all my errands and got all my stuff done because this afternoon they are predicting horrible weather. We are talking tornadoes here people. Today is the 16th anniversary of one of the worst tornadoes that ever hit our area, and now here we are. Waiting. I got my roast and veggies started early so we can eat early then go pile into the centermost room in our house away from windows. I see that in other areas of the country it has already started. It's probably not going to be fun for us tonight. This is suppose to go on well into the night. Pray for us will ya?

Sunday, November 13, 2005

Mmmmm Macaroni!

So, it goes like this - I am in charge of the Thanksgiving Feast at work. Evidently you do not, I repeat, DO NOT...say things like this, "Do you guys do anything special for Thanksgiving?" For if you do say things like that you are immediately put in charge of whatever special event you ask about. Lesson learned. Promise to never do that again.

Haven't had too much time lately. Been busy running kids around, taking care of flat tires, washing dirty cars, working, saving the world and stuff like that. I should be cleaning house today and have actually done a little bit, but still have so much to do. For some reason, whenever I start a project, my adult ADD takes over and I never seem to get anything done. I start one project and get distracted by another and before you know it, absolutely nothing is complete. I am so proud of me. Hubby has been out of town this weekend helping his mother do some things around her house so it's been up to me to make sure everything is running smoothly - help us all!

Wednesday, November 09, 2005

Humpity Dumpity Day

Well..this week got off to a fine start. Got up Monday morning and took my daughter and her friend to an early church thingy, and when I was pulling out of the driveway, I noticed my son had a flat tire. Grrrr!!! Anyways, come back home and notice that not only is one tire flat, they were all flat. Being an avid watcher of CSI (because my husband makes me), I started putting two and two together and came up with the excellent analysis that the tires had all been slashed. Not only did they get all four of his tires, they got my older son's car too, with two of its tires being slashed. REAL GRRRRING. While I was outside Grrring, various neighbors started coming up and saying their tires had been slashed also. The whole street as well as the next street over, we all got it. Great. Fabulous. This morning began with a flat bed wrecker coming to haul my son's car off to the local tire store for a whole set of new tires (keep in mind we just put new tires on his car 2 months ago). Double fabulous. Okay, we do not live anywhere near a ghetto. We live in a very nice upper middle class neighborhood, directly behind a very upper class neighborhood. I don't get it. Thankfully insurance will cover this, but it has not been fun. The inconvience has been a pain in the butt.

We live in a nice fast growing little city. Most of the people here are highly educated engineers and business people. The cops here are mostly idiots. Yesturday while hubby was looking to see where the tires were slashed, we found a knife laying in the leaves beside my oldest son's car. Keep in mind he has been gone for almost a year. We call the cops to come and get the evidence (just like on CSI!!!). Barney Fife and his deputy showed up (just like on Andy Griffith!!). I don't want to go into details here, but it didn't give me a warm, fuzzy feeling that they know what the heck they are doing. They didn't even know the whole neighborhood had their tires slashed. Very comforting the communcation amongst our small town police officers huh? So, this is my day off. When I should be mopping floors and getting laundry done, I am running around like a crazy woman trying to take care of this car so my son can get around. I haven't even started on the other car.

*sigh*

Call in the Super Heroes please.

Saturday, November 05, 2005

Pimp My Blog

Okay, I have been shamed into updating because my daughters friends are over and one of them was reading my little blog, and she wanted me to tell everyone that my daughter has the most awesomest friends in the world. The one that wanted me to do this, says she is the most awesomest of them all. Oh, and she rules at DDR (Dance, Dance Revolution) - she wishes!

The End

Thursday, November 03, 2005

The Nightmare Before Christmas



Okay...Halloween has just ended and it looks like Christmas is already here. Santa will be at the mall on November 4th ready to take those Christmas present request from all the boys and girls. WTF? I mean...it's the beginning of NOVEMBER! I have not even had time to think about Christmas yet. I haven't even planned to think about Christmas yet! Why is it here already? Because it is NOT here already. This is F.A.L.L. Can't we have Fall anymore? Why do we have to jump from Halloween to Christmas? Are we even going to have Thanksgiving anymore? See...when I was growing up, the Christmas season did not begin until the END of the Macy's Thanksgiving Day Parade when Santa came down the main drag....THEN, and only THEN was it the start of the Christmas season. Not when purple and orange lights were still hanging on my front porch. Not when I still have a basket full of fun sized Snickers and M&M's waiting to be eaten. Not when the pumpkins we took so much time to carve are still smiling brightly and menancingly on the front steps. Not when the temperature around here is 70 degrees. Not when Hubby hasn't even received the bonus that we use to do our Christmas shopping with. Next thing you know, the Christmas season will begin immediately after the 4th of July. Evil advertising. Life is too fast as it is. Christmas is not here! I refuse to believe it.

Tuesday, November 01, 2005

Funny Diferences

I had to take my car into the local BMW dealership this morning, and let me tell you, these BMW people know how to treat ya. Okay...let see if I can do a quick compare and contrast between the SUV service department I use to frequent vs. the BMW service department.

Scene - SUV Dealership:

Me...standing and being ignored directly in front of the service guy.

Me: *cough*
Him: Oh, can I help you?
Me: Yes, I had an appointment to bring my SUV in...it's making some funny noise and the check engine light keeps coming on.
Him: Oh, well...let's go take a look.
Me: See..when you start it up, wait, it's not doing it now, it has been doing it for the last week, I cannot believe it's not doing it now.
Him: Seems your check engine light is not on either. Ma'am, we won't be able to do anything unless it's doing what you say it's doing, and if it's not doing it, it's going to cost you $75.00 for us to look at it.
Me: Okay, well, I don't know what else to do because I have had it in here so many times for the same exact problem, and it was doing it then.
Him: Whatever, there are others here I need to go look at.
Me: Okay, well..is there a van here that can take me to work?
Him: Nope, sorry, it's already gone, you are on your own.

At this point I would call around and try to find a ride and leave the SUV there only to pick it up later and them tell me there isn't a damn thing wrong with it. Oh yeah, and the check engine light - It would come home on the way home. Grrrrr!!!! *grumble*

Okay...now, the BMW service department:

Scene: Me driving up and a BMW service rep running directly out to greet me.

Him: (smiling brightly - actually too early for that) Ms. XXXX?
Me: (looking sceptical) Yes?
Him: Good Morning! May I check your vin number and mileage?
Me: Ummmm....yes? (see...I am not use to having such wonderful service, therefore I am still sceptical)
Him: Oh, I see here there is a recall on this particular model. We already have that part on order for you. The part will be in Thursday, let's set something up for then. I will have a loaner BMW ready for you to drive while we make the adjustments.
Me: Uhhhhhh....wow....uhhhhh.....okay? (see..it's taking a while for me to digest this wonderful service).
Him: You can still drive your car. Just don't gun it. Take your time accelerating and if you need us we are here for you.
Me: Did you just tell a BMW driver to slow it down?
Him: Why ma'am, I sure did....that just did not sound right now did it?
Me and Him: Laugh and laugh and laugh.

That concludes my compare and contrast experience.

Monday, October 31, 2005

Trick or Treat!

Happy Halloween to you all! This year has been different. Hubby ended up working late, son had class until 7:00, and I had to run daughter around to her Halloween events. She was invited to eat over at her hockey player friend's house (his mother and I are good friends from my son's hockey playing days) before trick-or-treating so we went over there and she met some of his friends and hung out with all of them for awhile. She was absolutely thrilled when as we were leaving he ran to our car to give her a hug. What is with the hugging these days? Seems all these kids do is hug anymore. If you know the secret behind this, please let me know. Anyways, he is a very cute kid and that gave her a thrill anyways. After that I took her over to one of her best friend's house where she and some of her friends all proceeded to get all decked out for Halloween. She looked so cute. She dressed like a Geisha. Only this was a cool Geisha..she wore Converse Chuck Taylors. Not something you would normally see in Japan..but she looked all cute with chopsticks in her hair which was all spikey and stuff. I tried to do her eyes so they would look a little slanty which ended up looking pretty cool. While we were there getting the girls all dressed and ready, some of the football players showed up to go trick or treating with them which made my daughter smile - BIG! She was so happy tonight. Oh, and did I mention that last night she finally up with the moron that kept a. never talking to her online when she would try to talk to him, b. hardly ever called her, but somehow kept running out of minutes on his cell phone and running out of text messages (but not to her...hmmmm..interesting), and c. basically making her feel miserable about herself because she is a pretty girl and should not have to chase after him..it should be the other way around. I was happy she finally realized she is too good to be treated like crap. Go her! This time I think it will stick. She is pretty much over him now that she had the ephiphany. I am glad she has leaned when enough is enough. Something that really opened her eyes is that she has many friends that are guys and they have been calling her more than her own boyfriend had. I think that may have shed some light on the situation. Also, someone told her she could do so much better, and I think that just made her realize even more that she really could. Thank you person! I sit here waiting for her to come home and get ready for school tomorrow. She is at another friend's house with all her trick-or-treat buds eating cake and ice cream. Just what they all need after a night of solid sugar huh? Hubby is all sacked out in his recliner snoring like a baby. Son is upstairs playing some really loud computer game and it sounds like he might be blowing stuff up. Wheeee!

On a lighter note, my sailor son will be coming home soon. I cannot wait to see him. December 9th-22nd he will be all ours. I wish he could stay for Christmas, but duty calls and he doesn't seem to care just as long as he gets to come home. I plan to take some extra time off work to spend some time with him as it will be at least another year before I will get to see him again. *sniff* Won't be long and he will be home (only, I hope not living at home) for good. He has met a girl out there that he has been talking to for like a year. She graduates with a sports physiology degree in a few months, and I am not sure what is going to happen then. He has been hinting that she might be "the one", but...hmmm. I don't even want to go there yet.

Well my Geisha is home and full of sugar and hyper as heck.

Hope you had a great Halloween!

Saturday, October 29, 2005

Sweet!

I snagged this from Skillzy cuz I wanted to. Oh, and it was cute. His had some sort of sexual innuendo thingy goin on...interesting. Still wondering what it means. Mine is just all sweet and peanutty.




Reeses Peanut Butter Cups



Very popular, one of you is not enough.

Friday, October 28, 2005

The girl can't help it


I know this sounds crazy, but although I just got a new BMW I still want one of those. (Just look up there ^ *drool*)

That sounds like some sort of confession you would read on post secret. Ha! Sorry Skillzy...can't help it. I still want one. I sound like my daughter who just cannot help herself when it comes to looking at cute boys. I think when it comes to the new Mustang, I am going to use the same explanation that she uses, "I can't help it, a girl can look!" I really need to stop looking and making whiny puppy dog sounds when I see one on the road. That may be getting old to those around me. It's gotten to the point that hubby pretends he doesn't even see them anymore. He ignores my puppy dog whining noises where in the past he found it cute. Please don't get me wrong. I love my BMW and it has everything a girl could want and then some. I am very happy with it for a grown up car. It just did not satisfy my Mustang craving. You see, I have a plan. I actually have hubby biting on it too. Next year we get one (a Mustang that is - possibly even a convertible), and it can be daughter's car when she turns 16 in 3 more years!!! Briliant plan huh?. I am actually going to let her pick the color. Since a Mustang was my first car (a 1967), it's only fitting that daughter follow in her mother's footsteps...right? So, what I am thinking is, when daughter gets the Mustang (if I am tired of it by then), hubby can give the BMW back to me, and he can finally get his dream car (a Corvette). See how all of that works out? Awesome. I know...call me crazy. That is my confession for the day.

As the little slutty girls say nowadays (and would never come out of my daughter's mouth)..."kk"? I think that is a sort of sarcastic "okay". It sounds horrible...but whatever. Sounds idiotic. Sorta like me wanting a Mustang when I just got a new BMW. Maybe I will get over it. I doubt it. But I can't help it, a girl can look!

Thursday, October 27, 2005

Good Times Yo

Oh yeah...good times. Today was fun. Today was my off day. I love, love, love my off days. Not that I don't like work, but it sure is a lot better to not get out with the morning traffic crazies. It's so much better to have days like this. Today I got up and made a nice breakfast for everyone before they headed out. My hubby took the day off so he could hang out with me all day. We got my daughter and her friend out the door and I had all these fabulous plans of getting lots of things done around the house early before we headed out to run errands. What did I do instead? I laid down on the couch and feel asleep for two glorious hours! *sigh* I love days like this. Hubby came over and started making noises probably to wake me up. Finally, I did wake up (*grumble*) and got up and got ready to head out to run errands. We started off with a nice lunch at a local Italian restaurant (not a chain). It was delish. Then off we went to knock out our list of errands (anal hubby actually makes a list). Next, we headed to the mall so I could use my $10.00 off Bath and Body Works coupon. Instead of the my normal Cucumber Melon scent, I went absolutely and totally crazy and picked up some Brown Sugar/Fig Body Wash and Body spray. Have you smelt this stuff yet? It smells just like Fall. Hubby wanted some pumpkin hand soap to use at Halloween and Thanksgiving. After that, we headed accross town to Wild Birds Unlimited - the ONLY place to get stuff for your wildlife. We got some thistle and safflower to help get our feathered friends through the hard times this winter. Hubby will use that along with leftover bacon grease to make homemade suet. He is the Marth Stewart of our family, let me tell you. After that, the rest of the afternoon was filled with boring things like picking up contacts and stuff like that. Never in my life would I have thought going to Wild Birds Unlimited was exciting. It's amazing how things change when you get older. No wonder my kids say we are boring.

Oh well..we did do something really fun later though. We went to our local hometown highschool Homecoming Parade. We have done this for many years, but this was the largest one I have ever seen. This parade is one of those real hometowny things you see in the movies. They close down the major street that runs right down the middle of town (and believe me, this pisses many people off). We get to see the local highschool band, all the local community leaders, the homecoming court, the cheerleaders, football players, etc...you get the idea. They throw lots of candy and much fun is had by all. Our daughter started out standing with us, then spotted a group of her friends and asked if she could go over with them. For the first time at the homecoming parade, hubby and I were on our own. I felt a little sad about that. I feel my baby slipping away. I can remember when all of us would go and the boys would push each other out of the way to get to the best candy before a float would run over it. I remember the boys riding in the parade with their boyscout troops while I stood on the side with daughter in a stroller. I remember my daughter dressed in her cheerleading uniform riding in the back of a truck with the pop warner football players and cheerleaders throwing candy to all of her friends. I remember riding with her because I was a cheer coach back then. One day soon she will be marching in the parade with the band. I am not sure that she will ever stand with us again at another homecoming parade. *sigh* Afterwards, we went out to eat and then caught the tail end of the big bon-fire/peprally. Good times I tell ya.

Now for the big letdown.

Work tomorrow.

Bah!

Wednesday, October 26, 2005

Fo Shizzle

Okay...this day WAS perfect. Woke up. It was very coolish outside. Got to use the heated seats...which were awesome once again. Get to work. All is well. Had a great light work load. Then, 11:00 hits. The phone rings. It's my son. He needs his social security card for his new job that he was suppose to start at...ummm...11:00. He didn't have it with him so they sent him home to get it. Of course I start racking my brain trying to figure out where I put it. Soooooooo instead of going to Target to get a lovely salad from the deli and pick up Halloween candy, I get to come home and look for his social security card. Okay, he could have told me about this last night, but he chooses to wait until the very minute he should be learning new things about his new job. I get home, and dig around like a mad woman. I. Look. Everywhere. Did I mention I felt like strangling him? FINALLY, I find it. I give it to him along with a grumble. He hugs me. And just like that..he is gone. Me? Me you ask? I made myself a lovely bowl of soup from a can. Not exactly what I planned.

So...

I go back to work. I sit at my desk. Everything is calm. I go to the bathroom and while I am washing my hands, I look in the mirror to see if the makeup is still looking okay, then I see it. I SEE IT. IT! I almost feel like having some sort of contest here to see if anyone can guess what I see, but I am almost afraid of the answers. I think I will just go ahead and tell ya myself. I see a huge, gigantic, really shiny.....gray hair. On me. Are these incomplete sentences just getting annoying yet or what? Anyways, I have (had) a gray hair. On my head. NOOOOOOOO One thing I have prided myself on is having lovely non-gray hair. I am 42 years old, and I have never had gray hair. Please. I have dark brown hair and gray eyes, now I will have to change that to dark brown hair and gray hair. This is depressing.

I think it must have popped up while I was looking for that dang social security card. Ironically, now that has me thinking about social security period. I guess that is not too far away now.

Gray hair.

Oh so not ready.

Tuesday, October 25, 2005

Finally.....OCTOBER!

Wow..the weather is just wonderful here if not a little chilly. I have actually been able to try out the heated seats in the car. The fun thing about heated seats is that you can turn them on, and really not need the heater. Good Times I tell ya.

Today I will be driving out to hubby's work to pick him up since he carpooled with his boss this morning. He plans to only work 1/2 day today. On the way back, we will stop and get pumpkins for carving this weekend. Every year it has been tradition for everyone to pick out a pumpkin and design what they want on it. As the kids have gotten older, they really don't go and pick the pumpkin (not cool anymore), but they do get to pick the design (which luckily is still cool). Hubby and I have made a date for lunch. Seems like I never see him anymore. Not too much more to report. Everything seems very calm. A little drama yesturday since daughter's math workbook and her language arts binder have seemed to jump out of her locker and into outer space somewhere. We had a huge long lecture about responsibility and attitude and such, which ended with her crying. This must be the year where they lose everything including their brain. Ahh..the teenager years. Aren't they fun?

Someone help me.

Saturday, October 22, 2005

Nothing like France

Okay...that was sort of random, but I am watching Saturday Night Live and they are doing a skit about a French teacher played by Catherine Zeta Jones. Nevermind.

I am finally going to try to catch up a little bit here. I am trying desperately to catch up on some much needed sleep and some much needed housework. So far, have not been very successful with either. *sigh* Life is just so busy. I am very glad that now that is October, we are finally getting some October weather. It has been so hot that it has felt more like summer. Tonight we actually got down into the 40's. Thank you!!! I love fall. Just please let us have more fall weather.

Not too much to report on lately. Things have been pretty calm around here. Thankfully there has not been any middle school drama since the boyfriend break up thing. Oh wait..they are back together now. I guess boyfriend gets a point there. This is where I throw up my hands and say "whatever". I guess girls have to learn stuff the hard way. With these middle schoolers there is going to be heartbreak and drama all the time I guess. They will get tired of it eventually..I hope *fingers crossed*.

The good news is that my younger son has finally decided what he wants to major in in college. Did I mention he is already IN college? Great time to decide huh? At least he is only in his first year and therefore, we won't lose any money due to him changing majors in like his last year like many kids do. Who knows..that may happen too. I am beginning to think that whatever lovely dreams I have for a content and peaceful life are just not going to happen.

Keeps life interesting I guess. Sometimes I think I just need one of these to guide me:




I can't even get a decent answer on that thing. Grrrr!

Oh well, at least on the job front things seem to be going terrific. Friday after getting to work and getting some disturbing news (basically my work load is going to increase quite a bit), my boss calls me in her office and closes the door. Then she says this, "I think you know what this is about". That's it, I was going to get fired. I have no clue what I did or what I could have done. Then she laughs and tells me that its time for my 3 month review. I had a very good review and it made me feel much better about the work load increasing. It was so good I almost did not get my big head out of her office. I felt really appreciated when I left on Friday and I guess that made up for the larger workload thing. Actually, I think she was afraid I might quit and was just stroking my ego so I wouldn't. Unfortunately I did not get more money. *sigh*

Well..I guess its off to accomplish my goal of getting some sleep. All this cooler weather makes me want to hybernate.

Ciao!

Saturday

It's Saturday and I am exhausted.

Blah!

Tuesday, October 18, 2005

What a Girl Wants

Got me one of these today -

Introducing BCBG Girls Urban Cowboy



WOOT!

You have no power here! Now begone, before somebody drops a house on you!

Some memorable movie quotes that pertain to the last month of my life:

From the Wizard of Oz:

Scarecrow: I haven't got a brain...only straw.
Dorothy: How can you talk if you haven't got a brain?
Scarecrow: I don't know...But some people without brains do an awful lot of talking...don't they?
Dorothy: Yes, I guess you are right!

Wizard of Oz: As for you, my galvanized friend, you want a heart. You don't know how lucky you are to not have one. Hearts will never be practical until they can be made unbreakable.
Tin Woodsman: I still want one.

From Raising Arizona (one of my favorite movies):

H.I.: There's right and there's right and never the t'wain shall meet.

H.I.: Sometimes it's a hard world for small things.

From American Beauty:

Lester Burnham: [narrating] That's my wife, Carolyn. See the way the handle on her pruning shears matches her gardening clogs? That's not an accident.

Colonel Frank Fitts: You need structure... and discipline.
Ricky Fitts: Thank you for trying to teach me, sir. Don't give up on me, Dad.

From As Good As It Gets:

Carol: Come on in, and try not to ruin everything by being you.

From The Godfather:

Keep your friends close, but your enemies closer.

There ya go...my last month as relived in movie quotes.

Speaking of Secrets

New Secrets:

Post Secret

5 Questions

From MommaK

I’ll ask 5, you answer. Then you ask 5 and I’ll answer. Get it?

Here we go…
1. Would you use your online messenger to spy on an ex? No, I really don't care what he is doing now...it's been too many years and he put on like 60 pounds since we split...so no. If I knew what he was doing now it might gross me out.
2. Would you wear a Hawaiian shirt to a dinner party in which you had to r.s.v.p. and choose your entree (chicken or steak)? Hmm...this one is a hard one because sometimes I like nonconformity. But no. And I would choose steak.
3. Will you have a glass of wine with dinner and then drive home? What is your limit? I might would drink one glass if I had dinner also. If I drank it on an empty stomach I would not drive. I am a little paranoid of drinking and driving at all.
4. Can you change a tire? Yes. It's been a long time, but I could if I had to.
5. What is the worst prank you pulled in high school? TP a house? (We used to do that. Our trademark was one of these on the front door. ) Oh gosh. I was such a wild child in high school. We did actually egg someones house and cars. I can't believe I did that. We should have stuck with just toilet paper, but this was someone that really did something bad to us and me and my best friend.

Monday, October 17, 2005

This is how I roll

Someone please stop the drama. I am so tired of the 7th grade dramatics. I heard 7th grade was a hard year, but this is rediculous. Last night...daughter's little boyfriend (and I guess I should use that term loosely) decided it would be cute to impersonate his older brother online and interrogate her about their relationship. Keep in mind he was pretending to be his own brother (who is high school). Well...it ended up really hurting her feelings because she really did care about him, and I was doing my best to think he was a good kid although red flags were screaming everywhere. My poor daughter tries to see the best in everyone and to her everything is rainbows and sunflowers up until last night. He ended up turning this information around on her when he was back to his screen name and bullied her into breaking up with him (just an excuse to break up I say). Today she woke up a little tougher. I hate that she got her heart broken because after he did that, she knew it was over. She actually wanted it to be over. Anyone that would use and make a fool out of her like that does not deserve her - her exact words (and yay her for saying that). I worried about her all day because she was sort of a mess this morning when she got up because I do not think she got much sleep. I told her to get up, look her best, hold her head up, and march in there like it didn't bother her at all. According to her friends....that is exactly what she did. She already has some guy meeting up with her and her friends at their rival football game tomorrow. Good for her I say...good recovery. At this age they do not need the drama and the worry of someone making a fool out of them. Life is hard enough. At this age she just needs to have fun and seems to be very relieved to be out of it. The funny thing is, I was sitting there during the whole conversation (the breaking up part) and when she said they could go back to being friends...you know what this little idiot said? "We could be friends with "benefits" - We could be really "close". Okay..this kid is like 12. Where the hell do they come up with this stuff at the age of 12? Of course I laughed and told her she needed to tell him to get his benefits somewhere else. I think she was in shock. Right. At any rate, he is gone and will probably turn out to be a major loser in life and/or end up with one of his benefit girls (and I am sure he has more than one) giving him some wonderful venereal disease and he can live his life scratching his crotch (or what may be left of it) wishing he had been a lot nicer to a nice, beautiful girl that truly cared for him and not for his benefits...for himself.

I say good riddance. Life lesson learned. Thank you loser boyfriend. Thanks for proving me right! YAY! Mom - 1 Loser boyfriend - 0 I win!

I know I won't win everytime, and I know she will get her heart broken more than once in life (hopefully not by the same person). But it is my job to protect her and bring her up right. I did this with my two boys and they are awesome, strong kids.

I guess this makes me think back to last year. She had a sweet little boyfriend that was mature in a good way (they had a nice breakup with them both agreeing since they didn't see each other much over the summer, they would go their separate ways..and be friends. No benefits other than just talking online and laughing at silly jokes. They sit online and play word games to this day). He does not like drama. He does not have a huge ego. Very good looking boy. Extremely intelligent. Treated her how a girl is suppose to be treated. Very quiet. At one point I thought he was ignoring her this year until he met up with her recently at one of the football games at a nearby private school (I think he is just so shy). They sat near us and he never left her side the whole night. Nope, not once did he disappear and her worry about where he was. He was with her. They laughed and had head banging contests (like rockers). They smiled the whole night. They are just good friends now, but I hope that shows her that there are actually good guys in the world and if you can get through the losers like we experienced here lately, maybe you might eventually meet one of these good guys somewhere along the line. But not when you are 12 or 13. She needs to have fun in her life and focus on school and making sure she gets into a good college. She needs to follow her dreams of being a marine biologist as she has wanted since she could walk and talk. Those things come first. There is much time for boys and those kinds of relationships.

So, this ends one chapter of her little teenage life. She got her heart broke. She learned. Hopefully, she will remember this and take this lesson with her to the next relationship (hopefully that will be awhile). There are people in this world that are not what you think they are. They can hurt you and some of these sickos like it because it feeds their egos. You need to learn their "secrets". Read the signals and act accordingly. And...actions speak louder than words. As I told her after the football game on Friday night when he was acting weird and disappearing and she wasn't able to find him. Learn when to punt. Then do it quick. Some people aren't worth going into overtime for (whoa...football lingo here!).

I am a good mom.

I care

I won.

This is how I roll.

Saturday, October 15, 2005

Back

Okay..dang..it's been a long time. I haven't meant to ignore my little blog, but things have just been busy. Last week we had a huge 13th Birthday party for my daughter. Okay, maybe not huge, but the biggest one we have ever had. 30 kids showed up and to me that was a lot. 30 of them. 12 and 13 year olds with their hormones raging. What fun! The next day I had to get ready for yet another party at my house on Monday night, then early Tuesday morning we got up and headed to Atlanta for a little vacation. We came back home late Thursday night, then it I had work on Friday and a football game that night. Whew! I am finally getting to sit down and catch my breath.

Now we are going to go rent movies.

More later.

Stay tuned. :0)

Friday, October 07, 2005

On throwing up and things like that...

Yesturday my daughter comes home and tells me that in Biology, they have started learning about the reproductive system. Evidently they had some textbook diagram thingy of a male uhhh...part. She said she almost threw up.

Also...she brought home an order form for class rings. Okay. She is in MIDDLE SCHOOL! When did they start doing class rings for middle school? Grrrr!!!!!!!!!

Thursday, October 06, 2005

Who's Your Daddy?




Your Daddy Is Darth Vader



What You Call Him: Daddy-o



Why You Love Him: He's the Mack Daddy

Status

Okay....here is the status: Our house officially and totally looks like hell. Since this is my day off, it's my job to get it into some sort of order today. For some reason, our house always looks like a bomb went off in it before it looks better. Boxes everywhere. Disorgainization. I am not sure why I am so worried about this since it's just going to be a bunch of kids, but I have horrible visions of these kids telling the whole school things like this, "Wow, their house was pretty on the outside, but there was dust an inch thick on their baseboards." Will they really care? Just in case...I will be scrubbing baseboards today. I have 4 bathrooms to clean. Argh. One of them is my teenage son's bathroom and I NEVER go in there for any reason (unless we are having a party). See...we have an understanding. If he wants to live like that, then so be it, but I do not clean their bathroom. Boys are disgusting. He promised me that he would be cleaning it today so that I would not have to. We will see. He promised. When he moves out, I will pull down the wallpaper and turn it into a glamorous guest bathroom. It will be splendid.

On the job front, it has been very busy. I think the new person shine is off of me and now they are pouring it on. Monday was actually stressful. I haven't had a day like that in a long time. I came home totally wiped out. My boss seems to think I am some sort of superwoman. She had me catching up reports that she had been putting off since before I started working there. Argh. I got them all done yesturday thankfully. I have decided no matter where you go, what you do, there is going to be stress. I hate stress. Luckily I only work 5-6 hours a day so I have limited stress. I am still waiting for them to ask me to work more hours, and I am not sure what I will say to that. The girl that works Tuesdays and Thursdays doesn't like working during the summer and may come in for a few hours a week if that. The other day I mentioned to my boss that I did not intend to work for her next summer and she gave me a panicked look. I meant that though. I am not sure why I am the one that has to take up all the slack. I told her it was probably best if we did not talk about that right now and changed the subject quickly. We shall see.

Back to the party though. I am trying to decide how cool a mom I should be. I plan for hubby and I stay with the kids throughout the party - I am not that cool. My daughter has some friends spending the night after the other kids leave, and they want retaliation for the rolling we got last Friday night. They have asked me to be their getaway car. Will I be that cool? Should I be that cool? I mean, it's just toilet paper. It's not eggs or spray paint for gosh sakes! Give me feedback here. If I am their getaway car...is that contributing to the deliquency of minors? Is it just good, clean fun?

This is hard!

Oh yeah, and wake me up already, September is over.

Tuesday, October 04, 2005

Heck Yeah!

Hubby came home yesturday with some of these:

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Guess what we been doing since they made their appearance into our house? Oh yeah....listening to lots of music. Isn't it amazing how great speakers can make the world a better place? We just plug in the iBook and pull up the iTunes..and there ya go - music!

What are we listening to?

Turn the Page - Metallica (I love their version)
Killer Queen (Queen)
My Sharona (The Knack)
Rollercoaster (Red Hot Chili Peppers - I love me some Chili Peppers)
Everyday I Write the Book (Elvis Costello)
Doin the Cockroach (Modest Mouse)
Here for the Party (Gretchen Wilson)
Back in Black (AC/DC)

And many more. Of course, my daughter has all her dance tunes ready.

Meanwhile, it is my off day and I have a list of things to do a mile long. So here I sit blogging. My daughter is having a boy/girl party this weekend for her thirteenth birthday. She has invited all sorts of kids. From the shy, mousy little girl my daughter has been friends with since she was a baby, to the most popular girl at school, football players and of course, her little boyfriend (whom I will be keeping an eye on btw). She is the type that tends to have friends from all ends of the spectrum, so this will at least be interesting. I have so much to do I need to make a list of all the things I need to accomplish today and Thursday before all hell breaks loose and I get all panicky. We spent last night pulling all of our Halloween stuff out and are busy getting it put up so that the house will look all Halloweeny. I plan to serve regular party fare: pizza, chips, dip, candy, cake, sodas, bottled water, etc. I plan to serve myself a valium. *laugh* I have no idea what I have gotten myself into here. According to daughter, everyone at school is talking about the party. There are several kids that I thought she would invite but did not, which may explain the major toilet paper job that was done on our house Friday night. Oh, and not only did we get major toilet papering, we also got the door bell ringing thing that went on of and on throughout the night. Fun stuff. Good times.

Thank goodness this is my last teenager.

Thursday, September 29, 2005

Boys and stuff

Okay....here we go. Boys.

My daughter just turned 13 a couple of days ago. She has a boyfriend. He is a very good looking kid and ALL the girls love him. Now, my daughter had a boyfriend last year, but they were just better friends than anything else. I think this boy she is "going out with" now is one she really likes and cares for. My problem is that I can see the heart break coming. Maybe I am wrong, but something has been nagging me about this kid. He is very nice, we know his parents, but something is not right. He seems to care for her a lot. He walks her to her classes and stuff like that. Sometimes they want to see each other and they don't get on their buses and start walking home together and I go pick them up and take him home. Nothing wrong there, I don't mind because the buses are crowded and slow. Plus, they both have musical instruments and it's pretty much a nightmare to get them on the buses anyways. Maybe I am reading it all wrong, and maybe I don't know him as well as I think I do. Last night I happened to be online at 11:30 and so was he (yeah..he should have been asleep), so we had a little discussion about how boys treat girls, etc., etc. He seemed okay with the conversation, so I will see when my daughter gets home how things were today. I told him I would deny the conversation ever took place and he agreed - he said he would not tell her we had that discussion. Now, just to let you know I asked him to not hurt her. Now, although this kid is like 13, he was talking like a 30 year old man (scary huh?). He was telling me he really cared for her and would not cross any lines. He says he knows his limits.....HUH? Does that sound like a 13 year old? He is very mature for his age and I think this is where my uncomfortable feeling comes from. Now I am no fool, I know she will get her heart broken eventually, and I know this thing will not last forever. I just told him if he was thinking of doing anything stupid (like hurting her in anyway)...just end it now because the longer this thing lasted, the more it will hurt. I think he got mad at me for that because he told me I sounded like I was tempting him to hurt her. That is not all what I meant. I was asking him to be nice about things and if he was thinking of doing anything that was going to hurt her, to end it now nicely.

I am not sure if I stepped over the line here, but I have known this kid for several years and I knew I could talk to him. He has talked to us about several family type problems, so I felt I could talk to him about this.

Did I do the right thing? I am trying to protect my child. I know she will toughen up eventually, but I really don't want this kid to hurt her.

Did I cross the line?

Sunday, September 25, 2005

Tornado Town

Okay...today has been fun. We have been under a tornado watch most of the day and it looks like most of them will become warnings. Let's hope not, but thanks Rita! I hate tornado weather. It gets really hot and muggy. You can walk outside and feel it coming. Ugh.

Yesturday was pretty fun. Because me and another mom love our daughters so much and they begged us to go to the local music festival, we did it. We took three girls We braved the crowds, the cigarette (and other types of cigarettes) smoke, drunk people, etc...you get the point. Lots of people. I said I wasn't going to do it, but I actually had a lot of fun. The best act (in my opinion) last night was Peter Noone and Herman's Hermits. I love him. He is funny and awesome and puts on a great show. Damn I am old. Also got to see Dwight Yoakum. At one point in my life I had the biggest crush on him - until I saw Sling Blade. Then I didn't like him so much. He did put on a great show, but he is really starting to show his age. This festival was suppose to go on all weekend, but because of the treat of tornadoes, I am not sure if they will have it today. They have delayed the start today until 5 pm, and then they will meet and decide what to do. That's a shame, but still, I think it was pretty successful the last couple of days. Next year I think we may just do the whole weekend thingy.

Now back to last night. My daughter's little boyfriend was there and they were hanging out. A whole group of kids they knew were all together for most of the night. When we first got there we let them sort of go out on their own and met up with them every hour. When it started getting dark and all the freaks came out, we just started following them far enough away that we were not in their space, but we could still see them. I am sorry, I am not willing to let go yet. I think my daughter was a little annoyed, but you know, she is my child and that is just how it is going to be. I told her last night I was sorry if she had a parent that cared and that she should consider herself lucky. Her little boyfriend was very good natured about it and didn't seem to mind. Good for him because it wouldn't have made a difference anyways. ha!

Oh well..back to weather watching.

Have a great day!

Saturday, September 24, 2005

On mulching and things like that

Two nights in a row I have not slept good....grrrr. Is this a sign of pre-menopause? Let's hope not. I love, love, love my sleep. Yesturday hubby called me at work and told me he had a very special surprise. It would be delivered at our house around 5:15 pm and make sure I was here so I could receive this very special delivery. Imagine my surprise when a huge truck pulled up the driveway with 9 scoops of shredded pine mulch. Okay..isn't that romantic? Guess what my entire weekend will consist of? How happy do you think I was to see him when he got home? Right.

I was going to get up early this morning because I had bought a charity ticket through my daughter's school to go to the local upscale department store and get 20% off my entire purchase from 7:00 am - 9:00 am. I slept through that damnit. I missed out on 20% off Karen Kane for gosh sakes!!!! I love it when they do these charity events, because items you usually cannot use the discount for, are allowable for these special sales (Dooney and Bourke, Coach, Free People, Ralph Lauren, etc...you get the point). It makes me mad that I could have save 20% all in the name of charity! Well..I bought the ticket so the school gets their money and the store did not get my money which I guess is a good thing, and I get to spread mulch!. I don't think I would have been that into it anyways. Lately, I just have not felt like shopping which tells me something is definately going on with me. Normally, I am always up for shopping. What do I mean normally, I mean definately.

Otherwise things are good. Waiting to hear from my sailor who is almost back to his homeport from his last trip out to sea. I think he will be back in port for like a week and then back out again. The beginning of next year they will be heading out for a 7 month tour so they are getting geared up. He is pretty excited. He will get to go on his first trip to Australia. That will be a great experience for my 21 year old son. They are hitting many other ports too. I am a little jealous he will get to see parts of the world I may never see. *sigh*

Oh well...gotta put my gardening stuff on.

Wednesday, September 21, 2005

Wake me up when September ends

"Wake Me Up When September Ends"

Summer has come and passed
The innocent can never last
wake me up when september ends

like my fathers come to pass
seven years has gone so fast
wake me up when september ends

here comes the rain again
falling from the stars
drenched in my pain again
becoming who we are

as my memory rests
but never forgets what I lost
wake me up when september ends

summer has come and passed
the innocent can never last
wake me up when september ends

ring out the bells again
like we did when spring began
wake me up when september ends

here comes the rain again
falling from the stars
drenched in my pain again
becoming who we are

as my memory rests
but never forgets what I lost
wake me up when september ends

Summer has come and passed
The innocent can never last
wake me up when september ends

like my father's come to pass
twenty years has gone so fast
wake me up when september ends
wake me up when september ends
wake me up when september ends

"Love Letters"

Ever gotten a "love letter"? I don't think I have since high school. You know, one of those letters that tells you how you have annoyed someone? I have some to write today.

Dear girl (and if you were not 12 I would call you something not so pleasant) that called my daughter ugly,

Well...where do I start? First of all, you had the nerve to call my daughter ugly which really hurt her feelings (because, as most boys at her school agree - she is far from ugly and has never even been called unattractive), yet last night, someone pointed you out to me - and you have absolutely no room to talk. Your greasy ringlets of hair were disgusting, I cannot believe your parents let you out of the house in those booty shorts that showed everything you had and then some, and most of all, no 12 year old should ever have dark roots like that that stick out from your obviously home done bleach blonde dye job. Please let me predict your future. I predict by the age of 17, you will have been pregnant at least a couple of times, you will live in a trailor with a man that wears wife beaters and burps constantly, and maybe if you are lucky, can keep a job for a couple of months a year. Next time, before you go spouting off your big mouth about how someone else looks (in your eyes anyways), take a long hard look in the mirror little girl. My daughter has had a terrific life so far and she don't need some slutty looking, jealous 12 year old who craves attention in the worst sort of way, messing around with her previously un scathed psyche. I am sure you don't know what that means since I read on your website under expertise, you stated this, and I quote: "I don't even know what that means, but whatever! LOL!!!" Ask my daughter what her expertise is, and I guarantee you that she will know exactly what that is. You may have hurt her feelings for now, but I am sure that in the brains category (and beauty too), she could kick your ass.

Love,

A Loving, Caring Mother


Letter #2:

Dear Chevron,

Today after my eye doctor appointment, I looked down and noticed that my gas light was on. Since I am not like everyone else in a frenzy topping off my gas tank, I decided it was getting close so I better stop and get gas. Please, please, please, NEVER have on your sign that medium grade gas is $2.90 a gallon, and then as I start pumping actually look at the pump and notice that I am actually paying $3.10 a gallon for gas. Actually, I think this is illegal. I have my receipt and have already called and turned you in. Please be aware that some people actually pay attention to what the pump says (although, I didn't notice until I already started pumping...grrrr). I am pissed at you Chevron. I cut your card up today in anger. I have no regrets.

Love,

Gassed up



Letter #3:

Dear Lady in Houston,

Today I was listening to you as you called into a radio show I was listening to. You live in the Houston area. You plan is not to evacuate because "you don't think it will be that bad". Hmmm....I am sure many people in the New Orleans/Gulf Coast area had those exact same thoughts not long ago. This thing is big and bad (just so you know, I am sure George Bush didn't create it). This thing may be worse than Katrina. As you spoke I heard small children in the background. Please lady...get out. If not for you, your children. One of my best friends lives in Houston and she and her family are leaving tonight. Now, these folks are usually not the panicky type, but they are smart and do not want to take any chances. Please lady, be smart. I would hate to see you or your children on the news looking for each other, or you on there crying about how you have stayed through others but didn't think this would be that bad. Get out....please?

Signed,

Scared for your children



Ahh....I feel better now.

Tuesday, September 20, 2005

Day off you ask?

YESSSSSSS.....I own this day! Whoohooo! So much has been going on lately. Daughter's drama is finally over. The little hussies who were bothering her have apologized (and I am sure it was sincere...you know how little demons are). Meanwhile, she has been keeping me busy running her friends around and such. She also has a sweet little boyfriend that basically has been protecting her and being the best boyfriend she has ever had (okay, she has only had one other, but he never called or really acted like a boyfriend). It's amazing how good her friends and her little boyfriend have been. Many of the kids she has known for years have really stood up to these bullies (one is a new kid at the school and the other is a 6th grader who probably will not get a warm reception when she gets to her school next year - one of the cheerleaders informed her of this on her website...can you believe this? These kids already have their own websites). Meanwhile, life has been going on. I am finally back to my part-time schedule, and for good I hope. I really do enjoy my two days off a week. It gives me time to do stuff like this. Also, my poor house looks like crap. I really need to get on it. Yesturday my youngest son turned 19. I cannot believe I have kids this age. My oldest son will be 21 in February. I feel old.

Today's schedule involves a cleaning house, a bank run, then a middle school football game.

I already can't wait till Thursday, my next day off. ha!

Thursday, September 15, 2005

The Post where I explain where I have been

Well....I am not sure where I have been. I have been in a funk I guess. We had some drama this weekend. My daughter had her first experience with some mean (and I am talking skanky, nasty) girls. So far her little life has involved nothing but love and acceptance. Unfortunately, I guess there comes a time where you realize not everyone is going to like you. These skanky girls don't like her just because everyone else does. Let me tell you, it's been bad. Oh, and you just know it would involve a boy too. She has been friends with this boy for years and now one of these skanky girls likes him (they are like 12). Evidently skank girl puts out (she is easy..and that's really sad because she is so young), and therefore, boy likes girl that puts out over nice girl that does not. You see where I am going with this? Well...nice girl got told to f**k off by skank girl among other things (I am not sure I can go into all of it, even I don't talk like that). Anyways, it's been hard on my girl who has led a nice comfy love filled life. I will go into more detail later. All I know is this...raising a girl is going to be full of drama.

Fun!

Sunday, September 11, 2005

Friday, September 09, 2005

Oh Gosh

I am so tired. This has been a hard week. I have worked every day - and it's been busy. I have been feeling sorta sickly and yucky all week. Many in my office seem to be having sinus problems and sore throats, and I am not sure if that is it or not, but I went and purchased some Vitamin B-Complex, and I am hoping that my energy comes back soon. I plan to sleep a lot this weekend so there may not be much or any posting. I haven't had time to read many blogs lately and some I have just given up on all together. I don't have time for dumb people. It's depressing enough out there without all the negativity and blaming and such. I did read Mrs. du Toit tonight and she says something that makes great sense to me. Instead of getting all heated up and joining in on the blame game stuff, why not just give up on them? Why give stupid people your precious time? You cant win. I mean, we all know how this thing is going to turn out, and most of these wackos are just wasting their breath. Whatever. Have fun with that. But I really did enjoy her post. I feel so much like this myself. As read at: Mrs. Du Toit
Mrs. du Toit says:

I’m going to try to stop watching the hurricane news for a while. Obviously, given the nature of events, I’ll still be current with things, but I can no longer handle the constant broadcast of the carping, by Democrats, that Bush should have done something to prevent the hurricane from being horrible.

Two things concern me about the carping:
1. That people really don’t understand how our Republic functions. They really don’t seem to understand that the President can no more sweep down on his hurricane-consequences-eradicator airplane and take over Louisiana, than he can make pigs fly. Of course, if he did, the Democrats would be going ape-#### for him over reaching his authority and probably accuse him of being insensitive to Muslims for giving special ability to pigs. But what concerns me is that people are listening to any of this nonsense. If they REALLY understand how our government works, they’d not say a thing about it.

Because of that, I’m going to announce something I never announce. I’m going to de-link any blog that complains about how the Feds handled this. I’m not going to say who it is/was, they’ll just be gone. So if you’ve been using my blogroll to jump to other sites, I suggest you make note before a few more disappear from the rolls. It just demonstrates to me that the person is not worth reading. I should have figured it out before, but I didn’t. Now I have a litmus test. If people do not understand, at so basic a level, how our system of government works, I don’t want to hear anything else they have say. Since the handling of the affair was so bungled at the local and State levels, it would have been impossible for the outcome to be anything other than a goat rodeo. But even saying that, the men and women who are on the ground deserve better. This whole thing is like Vietnam, only in peacetime. Every time you criticize the handling of the affair now, you’re actually criticizing the volunteers and employees who are squeezing out every ounce of energy they have to do as much as they can. You can’t say “I support the troops but not their mission.” That’s an oxymoron. And you can’t say, “I support the work the volunteers are doing, but not the people who are directing it from above.” You can’t have it both ways.

2. There’s a point where the coverage becomes a kind of voyeurism. Finding the balance between vigilance and voyeurism, at times like this, can be tough. I may have passed the point, but I can only rectify it from this point forward.

What I’ve really learned from this experience is that some people are really terrific—near heroes in their ability to help others. I’ve also learned that I hate Democrats even more than before. The day that party fades away into oblivion will be the day I have renewed hope for our species.


To that I say Amen!

Mrs. du Toit is my hero!!! She gets what I have been trying to say for the last week or more: We (most of us anyways) went to school. We took a class called "Government", in this class we learned how "Government" functions. It makes me angry and sad that my 18 year old (who is a history major btw) and 12 year old understand how government works, and how natural disasters are handled (as witnessed in other states where there is competent leadership). As for now though, I am just going to start ignoring people that can't grasp the stuff they should have learned beginning in elementary school. As we were reminded with Katrina, life is too short.

Tuesday, September 06, 2005

Pray, Give, Volunteer

The American Red Cross

Second Harvest


Humane Society of the United States


Operation Blessing


Feed the Children


Lutheran Disaster Relief

You too....can read this

CNN Transcripts
This is how that bitch of a Governor works in Louisianna:

NAGIN: Look, I've gotten promises to -- I can't stand anymore promises. I don't want to hear anymore promises. I want to see stuff done. And that's why I'm so happy that the president came down here, because I think they were feeding him a line of bull also. And they were telling him things weren't as bad as it was.

He came down and saw it, and he put a general on the field. His name is General Honore. And when he hit the field, we started to see action.

And what the state was doing, I don't frigging know. But I tell you, I am pissed. It wasn't adequate.

And then, the president and the governor sat down. We were in Air Force One. I said, 'Mr. President, Madam Governor, you two have to get in sync. If you don't get in sync, more people are going to die.'

S. O'BRIEN: What date was this? When did you say that? When did you say...

NAGIN: Whenever air Force One was here.

S. O'BRIEN: OK.

NAGIN: And this was after I called him on the telephone two days earlier. And I said, 'Mr. President, Madam Governor, you two need to get together on the same page, because of the lack of coordination, people are dying in my city.'

S. O'BRIEN: That's two days ago.

NAGIN: They both shook -- I don't know the exact date. They both shook their head and said yes. I said, 'Great.' I said, 'Everybody in this room is getting ready to leave.' There was senators and his cabinet people, you name it, they were there. Generals. I said, 'Everybody right now, we're leaving. These two people need to sit in a room together and make a doggone decision right now.'

S. O'BRIEN: And was that done?

NAGIN: The president looked at me. I think he was a little surprised. He said, "No, you guys stay here. We're going to another section of the plane, and we're going to make a decision."

He called me in that office after that. And he said, "Mr. Mayor, I offered two options to the governor." I said -- and I don't remember exactly what. There were two options. I was ready to move today. The governor said she needed 24 hours to make a decision.

S. O'BRIEN: You're telling me the president told you the governor said she needed 24 hours to make a decision?

NAGIN: Yes.

S. O'BRIEN: Regarding what? Bringing troops in?

NAGIN: Whatever they had discussed. As far as what the -- I was abdicating a clear chain of command, so that we could get resources flowing in the right places.

S. O'BRIEN: And the governor said no.

NAGIN: She said that she needed 24 hours to make a decision. It would have been great if we could of left Air Force One, walked outside, and told the world that we had this all worked out. It didn't happen, and more people died.

(END VIDEOTAPE)

S. O'BRIEN: The mayor making it clear that much politicking was going on, even as people here were continuing to suffer. The mayor clearly thinking that the governor did way too little, way too late for her part.

We put a call into Governor Blanco's office. They declined to come on our show this morning and talk to us. Her spokesperson did say, though, that it was a -- this was a tragedy now that was being reduced to politics.


NO SHIT!

And another thing....

This comes directly from the Homeland Security Presidential Directive. You can find it at http://www.whitehouse.gov/news/releases/2003/02/20030228-9.html.

4) The Secretary of Homeland Security is the principal Federal official for domestic incident management. Pursuant to the Homeland Security Act of 2002, the Secretary is responsible for coordinating Federal operations within the United States to prepare for, respond to, and recover from terrorist attacks, major disasters, and other emergencies. The Secretary shall coordinate the Federal Government's resources utilized in response to or recovery from terrorist attacks, major disasters, or other emergencies if and when any one of the following four conditions applies: (1) a Federal department or agency acting under its own authority has requested the assistance of the Secretary; (2) the resources of State and local authorities are overwhelmed and Federal assistance has been requested by the appropriate State and local authorities; (3) more than one Federal department or agency has become substantially involved in responding to the incident; or (4) the Secretary has been directed to assume responsibility for managing the domestic incident by the President.

6) The Federal Government recognizes the roles and responsibilities of State and local authorities in domestic incident management. Initial responsibility for managing domestic incidents generally falls on State and local authorities. The Federal Government will assist State and local authorities when their resources are overwhelmed, or when Federal interests are involved. The Secretary will coordinate with State and local governments to ensure adequate planning, equipment, training, and exercise activities. The Secretary will also provide assistance to State and local governments to develop all-hazards plans and capabilities, including those of greatest importance to the security of the United States, and will ensure that State, local, and Federal plans are compatible.

You may also read about the responsibility of State and Local government in a time of emergency here: http://www.dhs.gov/dhspublic/interapp/editorial/editorial_0566.xml

Excellent Post....simple Government....just like you should have learned in school!

From Don Singleton's Blog:


Tuesday, September 06, 2005
Insurrection Act
Barbara J.Stock wrote on ChronWatch ... For three long days, the governor of Louisiana and the mayor of New Orleans watched Katrina bear down on their state and city respectively but took very little action to protect their citizens other than to state the obvious: “Leave town.” No assistance was offered to the poor or elderly. Aerial views of New Orleans have shown pictures of hundreds of buses, left parked and unused. Why didn’t the mayor of New Orleans activate those buses to move the people out of the city those who wanted to leave but had no way out? Why was this golden opportunity to save lives left parked, only to be lost to the floodwaters?

Good question.

This from the Louisiana disaster plan, pg. 13, paragraph 5, dated 01/00: “The primary means of hurricane evacuation will be personal vehicles. School and municipal buses, government-owned vehicles and vehicles provided by volunteer agencies may be used to provide transportation for individuals who lack transportation and require assistance in evacuating'...” Why was the city’s own disaster plan for using those buses to evacuate people not implemented?

The mayor certainly knew of the buses, because he bragged he used them to bring people without transportation to the Superdome, but he had no answer for why he did not use them to take people out of state, such as to the Astrodome.

Governor Blanco and Mayor Nagin had three days to evacuate the poor and elderly from New Orleans but they did not. Why? While the governors of both Mississippi and Alabama put in a formal request for federal assistance before Katrina even made landfall, the governor of Louisiana refused to relinquish any of her power for the good of the people. Now she and her party point the finger of blame at the White House.

When you have screwed up as much as they did, the only thing you can do is scream it is someone else's fault, and hope that some will believe you.

Liberal blogs and websites are pointing to the Department of Homeland Security’s website which states that it can take control in any disaster, natural or otherwise, but this is not true. The Department of Homeland Security can only work with the state and local officials in organizing relief efforts such as food, water, and shelter. There is no military arm of the Department of Homeland Security or the Federal Emergency Management Agency (FEMA), and the military is what was needed and everyone knew that. Instead of asking why the Democratic leaders of Louisiana failed the people, these sites post disgusting pictures of floating bodies with the message: “George Bush did nothing.” The truth is, the Democratic governor wouldn’t allow Bush to do anything. That floating body belongs to Governor Blanco. She is the one who “did nothing.”

Roving bands of violent criminals quickly took control of the streets. While Mayor Nagin did declare martial law, it was a toothless declaration. The New Orleans police department was instantly overwhelmed. Many policemen just threw up their hands and walked off the job. Some joined the looters and were videotaped by MSNBC “shopping” in the local Walmart. The handful that was left on the job did their best but the best they could do was try to stay alive in a now lawless and dying city. Because there was no one in charge, the initial rescue operations were feeble at best and there was chaos. The scope and magnitude of the disaster, which covers an area the size of Great Britain, still had not been realized by Governor Blanco who steadfastly refused to declare martial law and officially request that the federal government “send in the troops.” It has come to light that all during the night on Friday, September 2, the president of the United States was forced to “negotiate” with Governor Blanco for the lives of the suffering and dying people of New Orleans. She feared that allowing the federal government to take control would make her administration appear as though it had failed.

She did fail, but had she let Bush send in the troops, no one would have known or cared. The people would have been saved.

How she would be judged was more important to her than the lives of those people who were dying in the squalor. How many died as Blanco maneuvered to protect her reputation? The Posse Comitatus Act prevents, by federal law, the president of the United States from sending federal troops into any state without the direct request of the elected governor of that state. A frustrated President Bush could only stand by and watch as the horror unfolded until he received the request for help. Despite the finger-pointing at President Bush, there was little that he could do until he was formally asked for assistance.

The liberals hoped he would send in troops anyway, and then they could blame him for violating Posse Comitatus.

No matter how loudly the liberals scream, they know full well that the president was helpless to do much of anything. As the death toll rose and the animalistic behavior of some of those who chose to remain within the city became public knowledge, it was obvious that authorities needed to regain control. As the scenes from New Orleans, now a national disgrace, were being beamed around the world, a shameless Governor Blanco only cared about her own political image. There is reason to believe that President Bush, running out of patience with Blanco by Saturday morning, used the only option that remained to him. It is being reported that Bush went around Blanco and utilized the Insurrection Act to federalize the National Guard and send in active military troops to take over the rescue and put down the lawlessness that had taken over New Orleans.

He should have arrested Blanco

The forces that Bush had poised to move into the city, swung into action. It was no accident that the major, organized rescues began when the sun came up on Saturday morning. At 6:30 AM, when the sky over New Orleans was suddenly filled with military helicopters and military convoys poured into the streets, they were there because of President Bush, not Governor Blanco. The largest military evacuation the world has ever seen moved with the precision and efficiency that is only seen within the military. With men like Lt. General Russel Honore, 1st Army Commander and Army Brigadier General Mark Graham in charge, law and order was quickly restored, and an endless line of helicopters and boats began removing the stranded people and taking them out of the hell-hole called New Orleans. Those forces were ready to act because the President of the United States had positioned them to be ready.

Everyone demands answers and everyone wants to put the blame for this catastrophe on someone. The most convenient person to blame is President Bush. In truth, he is the least responsible on the local level. While the liberals feel this is the perfect time to make political hay because so many African-Americans are involved, the first line of defense for those people, the mayor of New Orleans, and governor of Louisiana, both Democrats, are the leaders that failed them. The people of New Orleans were abandoned by an arrogant governor and a hapless mayor as both struggled to save their own political careers. But, because they are both Democrats, the leftists want these ineffective leaders seen as helpless victims of a thoughtless and racist Bush who ignored their repeated pleas for help.

Mayor Nagin has been reduced to babbling about how the CIA is out to kill him because he “spoke his mind,” and Governor Blanco has become the invisible woman hoping that no one will notice that her gross incompetence and arrogance cost lives. But the left marches on, blaming President Bush because it knows it can. Most Americans are not aware of the laws preventing the federal government from “taking over” a city or a state. The Democrats have closed ranks around their incompetent members and blame the president who was forced to “deal” with an inept governor. Governor Blanco’s thanks is to point the finger of blame back at the president when she knows the fault is her own.

The Democratic Party could not possibly sink much lower than it has this past week. The mayor, the governor, and all those liberal websites, blogs, and shrieking leftist politicians should jump into the sewer water that now flows in the streets of New Orleans. That’s where they belong, with the rest of the floating waste. The Democratic or “Progressive” Party should be buried with the dead. Cause of death: Gross incompetence, asphyxiation from lies, and the failure to accept responsibility for the deaths of thousands of American citizens because power meant more to them than lives.

posted by Don Singleton at 8:44 PM

Saturday, August 27, 2005

10 Things

I snagged this from Drama Queen Confessions - I hope she doesn't mind. I was gonna steal something from Confessions of the Overdressed, but, I don't think I can come up with 100 reasons as to why I love shoes. I do love shoes, but with 3 kids, I can't justify having a love for them like she does over there. Maybe one day. *sigh*

10 things I love about my city:

1. We lived here when I was a small girl for a while back when it was nothing but cotton fields. Back when you could walk to the general store and get a big bag of candy for 50 cents (no, I am not THAT old!). It was so small here that people now are actually shocked when you tell them you lived here in kindergarten and first grade. Everyone else are transplants.

2. We have the best mexican restaurant in the world here.

3. Our downtown area looks so much like it did when I was little and I was in a parade the length of the whole downtown area which is only like 2 blocks long.

4. We still have that small town spirit.

5. We are only one hour away from Nashville (north) and one hour away from Birmingham (south).

6. We can get to the beach in 6.5 hours!

7. We have one high school and LOTS of school spirit!

8. Our city boasts some of the highest education scores in the south.

9. They are putting in lots and lots of sidewalks which means you can walk to almost anywhere you want to go.

10. We live right between two larger cities, but still far enough away we do not hear any traffic.

Wow...refreshing. I really do love it here!