Friday, September 21, 2007

Happy FUCKING Birthday!

OK, I don’t really WANT to feel this way, but I do.

 

I don’t want to have to spend the day before my MILESTONE birthday cleaning my fucking pigsty house!

 

WTF!

 

I just don’t!

 

Being the biggest lazy assed person I know is beside the point.  I just can’t bring myself to do anything here anymore.   I wipe the stove off/actually scrub it spotless (sometimes) and by the next day, usually within hours, there are crumbs or cooked on drippings everywhere. 

 

I clean the bathroom so you can eat (figuratively, of course) off it, and the next thing I know there are fucking cotton swabs mating beside the Garbage can and toothpaste splatter/droppings all over and around the sink.

 

And don’t get me started on the piles of shit sitting everywhere.  Granted, some of the stuff is mine.  Fine.  I take responsibility and will clean up ALL of MY stuff and put it where it belongs.  ARE YOU?

 

Give me a break!  Never mind, I will take it myself.

 

 

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Wednesday, September 19, 2007

Think happy thoughts!

How can I still be awake???

I’ve been up since 5:50.  (FU - a.m., not p.m.)  It is now 1:20a.m.  After getting about an hour an a half of sleep the night before!

I think I am afraid to go to sleep!  Nightmares and all…

Winnie the Pooh, puppy kisses, baby smiles.    = Bears, dogs in danger, kids in danger!

SHIT!  It’s not working!

 

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Tuesday, September 18, 2007

When will I learn?

So, I come home from the office last night after a working 11-5:30 and teaching 5:30-10, a bit weary and VERY hungry.  I didn’t want to get McDonald’s or Wendy’s (not a good choice for so late).  So I planned on toasted cheese. 

 

Once home, I prepared to make the toasted cheese and spotted the left-over ham.  Ohhhh, I said, YUMMY!

 

I made my Ham and Cheese sandwich, crawled into bed and ate.

 

Fell asleep.

 

Woke up about 3:30ish from a night terror involving escaped zoo animals terrorizing my neighborhood.

 

Seriously!

 

At first it was cool.  The bears and the rhinoceros danced a jig, then other mean bears came running around scaring everyone!

 

We decided to walk home (of course the bears wouldn’t follow us). 

 

THEN we spotted the strangest animal I had ever seen.  It was a cross between a jackal, saber-toothed tiger and lion.  It was massive.  And it had a girlfriend with it.  She was pretty scraggily looking, like she had rabies or something and VERY mean.

 

At this point we are really scared.  We had left the dog tied out (we were just up the end of the road) and were afraid these things would attack her!   Sarah was little, like 5 or 6.  I grabbed her and ran down the neighbor’s house while Bill went and rescued the dog (it was Dottie).

 

These things, creatures, were everywhere.  Different variations of lions and these hybrid monsters.

 

It was truly terrifying!

 

A cop knocked on the door and told us to keep all doors and windows locked until further notice.  He walked outside and was brutally mauled and eaten by the 3 lions lying on the porch.

 

I looked out the window and saw a man holding one of our other neighbors Doberman’s carcass up in the air. He was crying and running toward the house we were in.  Someone opened the door and let him in.

 

He didn’t shut it behind him.

 

By the time we realized it, one of the normal looking lions came in.  I could see other creatures running down the yard toward the door.

 

I finally woke myself up.

 

 

 

Moral of the story.  DON’T eat right before you go to sleep!

 

 

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Fuck it!

One of the few things I take pride in is my little pepper garden.  Not this year.  For several reasons.

1.  I got a bright idea to use my husband’s bright idea to plant in pots and halved 50 gallon drums.  Didn’t work out too well.  I was so discouraged about it I barely payed any attention to the “garden” when I got back from Vegas.

2. I tried my hand at planting cucumbers and watermelons.  Put up a nice little fence around them, watered them daily and fed them wonderful plant food.    The cucumbers lasted about a week and a half.  One of the watermelons died within days.  The other watermelon grew like a champ.  Until it turned yellow.  So I picked it.  It was a perfect squash.        I hate squash!

3.  The dogs leash is perfect length to get to ALL of the tomatoes and peppers! 

 

 

 She just helps herself whenever the mood strikes her.   

Originally, today’s bounty was scattered around the yard.  I gathered them all together for the pic.

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Thursday, September 13, 2007

Stupid Reality TV

It is ridiculous that I cry over The Biggest Loser.

Every week!

I know the season just started, but there I was bawling at least 2 different times.  WTF?

The same thing happens when I watch Extreme Home Makeover.  Fucking sob stories!  That’s why I don’t watch Lifetime!

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Wednesday, September 12, 2007

No sleep FOR you!

As if life doesn’t suck already….

Bill was up moaning in the middle of the night.  I thought he was dreaming (he’s a sleep talker/whistler).  But it was more like a nightmare!

He had a tooth filled Monday.  For some reason, at 1 o’clock in the morning, searing pain started shooting from the tooth throughout my entire house!  He lay and moaned until I asked him WTF?  Then, like a typical baby, he was unable to express himself without throwing himself around the bed.   OMG!!!

I have sympathy for him and I could tell he was hurting, but WTF?  Even in labor I didn’t put on such a show!

He wanted to go to the emergency room, but I knew they wouldn’t do anything for him but pain management.  He got mad at me.  I gave him orajel and forced him to take the pain pills he takes for his back. 

I called the ‘emergency number’ for the Quack Dentist which told me to call during business hours (WHY have an emergency number???)  I called the emergency room.  She was so nice and gave me sympathy, but said they would not be able to re-fill or extract the tooth if that’s what was needed.

No matter what, we had to wait til morning.

I slept on the couch so I wouldn’t disturb him (so I could get sleep without the bed shaking from his thrashing about).  He woke me at 7a.m. to call the dentist.      They open at 9.

 

He’s at the dentist now.  I called at 9:01 and told them he was on his way, they better fix his tooth.

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Tuesday, September 11, 2007

Enough is enough!

Bill’s truck is still broke down.  They can’t find a transmission for it “anywhere”.  I think I will pull my hair out one strand at a time!
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Wednesday, September 5, 2007

Happy Anniversary to us!

Sixteen years ago today I picked up this guy in a bar, brought him home and we have been together ever since.

Our 14th Wedding Anniversary is in 5 days, but he always brings me a single red rose on the 5th to celebrate the start of our life together.

Isn’t he sweet?!?!?

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One of the sites I check everyday.

http://www.topix.net/forum/city/erie-pa/TQ9CLP0HG1TR6OM2H

It’s been so long that I’ve been checking this site I can’t remember how I got to it.  There was something about this girl that pulled at my heart.    Her 18th birthday is in a few days.  Maybe she’ll come home then if she is ‘just a runaway’.

It saddens me that so many children go missing and are never found.  Where are they?

What can someone like me do to help?

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Tuesday, September 4, 2007

Good times…

We had a great weekend at camp! Lots of good food, good times and way too much alcohol!

I was really happy my children were there.  Usually they have ‘better’ things to do. 

The funnest thing for me was watching my sister and friend do all the work I usually do.  They wouldn’t let me do anything (I was warned before hand that this was my weekend).  They were very busy, but you could tell it was a bit much for them.  There is always something that needs done.  Come Sunday, they were about done with doing my ‘job’!  Very entertaining.  Also very appreciated!

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