It's Your Birthday

My birthday is coming up and I need some party ideas. Anyone have any?

It's Your Birthday

My birthday is coming up and I need some party ideas. Anyone have any?

All Spotted Up

So Mini Me wakes up this morning covered in a head to toe rash. A very red, spotty, nasty rash. After I freak out and can't get our thermometer to work, I run over to Mudder's house to use hers. I get there and everyone is still asleep. What a wake up call, huh? It's a good thing she doesn't have a gun because this morning would have been an opportune time to use it. I fumbling around their house looking for a thermometer and found one in the kitchen. I take Mini Me's temp and it's 99.2. I knew then something was REALLY wrong so we hop back in the car and race off the to doctor.

By the time we get there, her temp is 102 and her face is swollen and the rash was spreading down her little body. Her lips are swollen twice their size and her eyes are beginning to slant backwards. She looked like a little Chinese girl for a minute.

The doctor comes in, looks her over and takes a strep test. He thought for a minute that is was a strep rash. Never heard of that but, I was trusting that he knew what he was talking about. After the test came back negative, he concluded that she was having an allergic reaction to the meds he gave her a week ago.......just now, a week ago. How in the world do you go an entire week of taking meds three times a day and just now have a reaction to it? I, of course, questioned that.

He gave us some steroids and sent us on our way. Mini Me has had two doses and has tried to eat everything in the house and can't stop talking. I'm glad I'm going back to work tomorrow, my ears are bleeding.

Mini Me, I hope you feel better and that rash goes away really soon. Love, Momma

Flash Dance

Right this very second I'm having on of the worst hot flashes I had yet. It feels like fire is oozing out of my pours. I could take my shirt off right now and wring the sweat out. What do you do for this? I'm 34 and in menopause...

Manifesto

I don't really have anything special to post but, I have a few thoughts running through my head today.

1. I may be getting the axe at my work due to the crapass recession we are in. I can only pray at this point that I'm not unemployed this time next month. Pray for my JOB...thank you.

2. These skin expanders are really, really on my nerves. They are like two basketballs stuck to my chest. They don't move at all and are very stiff and uncomfortable. I want them out. I have to wait until April.

3. My kitchen faucet has a drip.

4. I want to sleep all day tomorrow.

5. That stupid dog ate my AU/AL wreath. WTF? How did he get it off the dang door is what I want to know. He also somehow turned on the radio outside and chewed the handle off of it.

6. Did I mention I may be laid off?

7. As of today, I am no longer worry about my weight problem. I'm gonna eat like it's my last meal and LOVE it. Hopefully, I will be able to fit into that bride's maid dress in September.

8. Can you die from smoking too much weed? If so, I think my neighbor may be nearing that point. I mean he smokes it like cigarettes.

9. P got a brand new 2008 truck this week. I'm jealous.

10. B may have finally moved on from that douchbag. I'm proud.

And finally, does anyone read this blog or do I post these for my own mental health. Do I just type out random thoughts to release them just for myself? How can my blog never ever get any comments? Just wondering.

Blogging Undercover

I have to start off by saying that I've been caught...cold busted. My work is no longer allowing me to blog....they have B-L-O-C-K-E-D me. I know, I know, I'm supposed to be working, not blogging but, sometimes I just don't feel like working. Who doesn't? Now, I'm paranoid that they're watching me...even on my home computer. I feel like I need a disguise to blog. If you're watching me, go away...shooo.

I would also like to tell a story this evening about Karma. You see, Karma is my friend. She is a real bitch and sometimes, she can be a real pain in the ass. I love her though. She always seems to come through without me having to shake chicken bones at anybody. My last boyfriend who we'll call Dumb Ass...is that too harsh??...okay, we'll call him Big Dummy, broke up with me because he didn't want a to get married and have babies. He wanted to go back to school, finish his degree, and go to law school. He didn't want to take me and Mini Me with him because he said he couldn't live the student life. Yes, bullshit. I broke up with him. He was so full of crap he made me sick to my stomach after that.

While we were dating though, he was also seeing another girl. I could never really catch them in the act but, you just know these things. You can feel them. When we broke up, he conveniently moved in with her. After several months, he finally moved off to pursue his life long dream of single school life. After one semester, ol girl came up pregnant. Those dreams of single life were shattered.....I couldn't help but feel a little giddy when I heard. He had to pack all his shit back up and move back home. Poor guy.

I talked to him today and he's in pregnancy hell right now and having to remodel a house. He's back doing the same type work as he did before he left town. Ol girl has been riding his ass like a borrowed mule. I can't help but to think my friend Karma has something to do with his current living situation and biting his little ass like she always does.

How Bout Them UTes??

So, I watched Utah run all over Alabama last night. WHAT A GAME...that's all I have to say about that.

I've been on a three day drinking binge and I don't believe I'll ever touch vodka again...end of that story.

I have to say that I've been doing very well with my snacking but, I can't tell a damn bit of difference in my size. Hopefully, I'll keep up this crazy ass routine for another week or so and we will see how it works. I may go back to just eating Oreos before bed everynight. I was so much happier in those times.

I can't believe it but, I don't really have anything on my mind to even write about. I do believe my stomach is never going to feel right and I do believe that I will never recover from the lose of sleep I've suffered the past several days.

I can tell you what I have to do in the next day or so. I need to take care of the 150 loads of laudry I have been putting off. I hate laundry more than anything on this earth. I hate loading it into the washer, I hate bending over and putting it in the dryer, and I especially hate folding it. I wish I could afford to hire a school kid or something to fold and put it away. That would be gravy. I also need to change the sheets on my bed. There's nothing like clean sheets. Monday is the first day of school back from the holidays. So, Mini Me's things need to be in nice neat order. I also need to change her sheets.....nothing like nice clean sheets.

I am thinking about going to see a movie tomorrow if I have enough time. I am supposed to go see a friend's mother in a nursing home. I'm not sure how that is going to go for me. You know, I am an emotional wreck these days. I'm not sure how I will take having to go there. It may be a very very short hey how ya doin type visit.

My work is going to be off the chain this week too. First week of the month of a new year. Can't get any worse than that......

Before I go, I would like to leave you with something to ponder. Other people's kids. How they act, how they don't act, how your kids act or don't act. Let's brew on this and touch upon it again later...

Puke'n Good Time

Had a good ol' fashion bonfire last night for New Years. We invited several good friends to the metal mansion in the hills, ate chili, drank like fish, and laughed a lot. In fact, one friend had one too many and puked right by the ol' fire. I'm guessing her resolution will have something to do with not drinking so much. It's just a guess.

The cops only showed up twice. P had his Tahoe cranked up and it was rattling the windows inside our house. I can't imagine what the neighbors thought. I mean, it was New Year's Eve.

We cooked black eyed peas, chicken, broccoli, and a salad this afternoon. We threw the extra green food in there for some major money luck. I ate an extra helping of peas just to be safe. Lord knows I need all the luck and money I can get these days. Did I mention I'm being audited by the IRS? I need luck...BAD.

Well, Happy New Year everybody! I hope this year is better than the last!