Thursday, March 25, 2010
Sorry I haven't been around much lately. Life can get really rough sometimes, ya know?...
For anyone interested, my love life is in full throttle....and I'm on the best emotional and physical controversial ride of my life.
Yes I said controversial
Anyway, in other terms... work sucks worse than it EVER has...and I'm talking EVER in the last 25 years. FUCKING SUCKS!!! Imagine your worst nightmare.... now you get PART of an idea..... yep, it's THAT bad...
Those of you who know me...know I am a very proud and loving grandmother. Well...
Recently, my son and his girl of -- 12 years?? -- have finally had the final falling out.
This sucks on SOOOOOOOOO .... SOOOOOOOOOOOO F*****G many levels!! First, I no longer have transportation. Yep...gotta let my son use my van so he can get to work. Also....I have no idea when I can see my babies again....
Second: he has NO place to stay. NADA.. nothing.... I live in a studio with my man.... and there is NO room whatsoever for anyone else. Sooooooooo... after spending a couple of nights with one of his party buddies....he relented to stay to sleep at my old place (which I have a couple months left to fulfill my lease there)... a-hem...and where my ex lives.... (don't ask)... yep... there it is. He's supposed to apply for his own studio... but somehow.... no one can do his job at work but him. Hmmmmmmmm...... Better suck it up man....
My life in a nutshell. Yep -- it sucks eggs..... not just hard boiled eggs.... RAW fricking eggs....
Monday, October 5, 2009
I really do miss ya...and it's something else catching up with everyone. Sometimes life just gets in the way, and the ole blog suffers. I just haven't been around the computer lately, but I'm hoping that will change soon.
I was given a homework assignment.... by no other than my bloggy friend, Phillipia, over at Writes Phillipia.
Yep.....I'm 45 years old, and I still get homework. That's okay...I'm just about ready to pass it along. So, no snickering from you! hehe
See, here's the thing. She has passed on the fabulous blog award to me!! woo hoo!! Despite the fact that I haven't been able to post much lately... but you know, there's always a catch. There's always work to be done. Yep, you guessed it..... you always gotta work for it. Soooooooo, here goes.......
In order to receive this Fabulous Blogger Award (see above), I must first disclose five of my obsessions..... and then pass it on to five of my fav bloggers. (sigh) Well.... here goes:
1: My grandbabies. Yes, I AM old enough to have three grandkids... 8, 5, and 3. They are the loves of my life. All you young mothers and fathers out there, just hang in there. Much as you love your kids, grandkids are so much more fun!! Believe it or not.
2: I don't know if this is an obsession, but when I'm stuck in it, it really feels like it. I absolutely HATE sitting in traffic. I mean.... H-A-T-E it. I would NEVER survive in a bigger city.... Nope, I'd have a traffic stroke.
3: Probably the only thing I HATE worse than sitting is traffic.....is MORNINGS! I have said it before and I'll say it 'til the day I die... I absolutely HATE getting up in the morning. I think I was meant to be a night worker, but I guess I missed my calling.
4: Wow, I never expected to disclose my one and only OCD tendency on my blog.....but here goes. I think almost everyone has SOMETHING they don't even realize they obsess about. It's just one of those stupid little things that runs through your mind with dirty boots making you wonder if you really are nuts. Mine would be: When I am walking down a sidewalk, (which I do every day to and from work)... for whatever reason, I tend to notice the sidewalk lines. Not that "step on a crack, break your mother's back" ever meant anything to me, but for some reason my idiot mind notices if one foot steps on three or four...... because now it's ON..... NOW, the other foot has to step on a couple or so to catch up. Okay....I'm really not crazy.... really!! lol Although there must be days when people wonder WTF is up with that woman over there...... brings to mind a dog chasing his tail, doesn't it?
5: Last but not least..... parking spots. Unlike Phillipia and Cat Lady Larew, pull-through spots don't mean much to me. However... Yes, I am admitting it now... that I am one of those IDIOTS who drive round and round to find a good parking spot. Honestly, walking through the grocery store parking lot with a cart full of stuff these days is like walking through a demolition derby with a "bet ya can't hit me" sign on your back.... Yeah, it really is that bad...
WHEW!!!! Damn, this homework bulloney is ..... exhausting!!
Well, I will accept my esteemed award now.....
And at the same time, pass it on to a few of my other fav blogs!!!
If you don't want it, then just pass it by..... and if you do, ENJOY!!! I love all of my followers and blogger buddies. Thanks for coming by.
So, here goes!! Five great blogs that you should hop over and see what's good for a chuckle or a laugh:
1: ThinkinFyou: This lady is FUNNY. Check her out.
2: Check out my friend over at Sanity On Edge... She will tickle your funny bone.
3: Tricia....and Tigger.... over at Too Cute to Live... There are way too many cutiepies over there.... and SOMEONE has to stop Tigger from world domination!!
4: I was GOING to honor Skye with this award, but it seems he already has it..... So, Skye, know you were thought of... Instead: Just Amy! Tag, you're it!
5: Finally, Canadian Blend...hop on over and take a peek at the life and times of the American guy and the Canadian gal.
Now that I've bestowed these deserving bloggers with this esteemed award, I gotta get back to work!!
Onward and... um... just Onward!!!
Friday, August 28, 2009
Anyway, it's FEET day over at Humor Bloggers Dot Com. You can find all kinds of funny posts today over there all about feet!
It's been a rainy week over here in hometown, USA. I knew we were expecting rain Wednesday and Thursday, so since there is a bit of a walk from where the cars are parked and where you enter the building where I work, I wore the appropriate shoes for the occasion. However, today I did not KNOW we were once again expecting the rain. Just shoot me now... I wore those kind of summer shoes that you wear without socks, and they are chock-full of holes... kinda like these:
The last time I got caught in the rain with these shoes on, they got so wet that it became a health hazard. Several times I literally just about fell off my shoes. They were so wet and squishy, it was like a skating rink inside my shoes... and here we go again!
I'm thinking, though, that instead of trying to explain how I got the broken hip by falling off of the inside skating rink of my shoes... (yeah, they'd believe that one), that I'm going to just take the shoes off. Yep... walk downtown in bare feet -- YIKES! So, now I've got a totally different health hazard to worry about...
Street cruddy feet...yuckity yuck!! Guess I'll have to spend the evening or tomorrow getting my feet did... ya know how ya go to those places and they have you put your feet in these little ponds and the little fishies take all the icky stuff off...
After that, I think I'll invest in one of those Ped Eggs. You've heard about those, haven't you? A friend of mine works with a woman who loves her Ped Egg so much, she -- get this -- uses it at her desk!!!! YOW... I'd like to think they've put a stop to THAT hygiene fail... I won't be trying to use it at work, but it might be good to get a little home-spa-thing going...
Friday, August 21, 2009
Tuesday, August 18, 2009
I don't know about you, but some days I have a really hard time waking the f*** up!!
Namely, Mondays for starters. I mean, REALLY! It's just inhumane to expect people (especially night owls like me) to jump right outta bed on a Monday morning. Mondays should be the day to eeeeeaase into the morning. Maybe knock the first hour off from the start of the work day.... then maybe provide a little breakfast buffet with caffeine as an incentive.
THEN there's Tuesday!! Now there's another day I'm not motivated to wake up to. It's just another Monday hiding behind a different name.
Usually by Wednesday, it begins to get a little easier -- but just a little.
Thursdays aren't too bad.... but Fridays are no problem at all. In fact, it's FINALLY the beginning of the weekend... which is the purpose for my existance on this earth.
Anyway, all that to say that I regularly have trouble staying awake at work, especially on the most difficult mornings. My work place offers no incentives whatsoever for being there ... on time... on these horrible days....
Well, except for the paycheck... but that's another story...
Since I fall asleep at my desk every now and again, I am sharing my top five excuses for what to say when you're caught sleeping at your desk. So far, they've worked for me (whew!)
- 5) They told me at the Blood Bank this might happen...
- 4) This is just a 15 minute power nap they raved about in the time-management course you sent me to...
- 3) Whew! Guess I left the top off the white-out...you probably got here just in time!
- 2) Did you ever notice the sound coming out of these keyboards when you put your ear down real close?
And the number one best thing to say when getting caught napping is:
- 1) ...in Jesus' name, Amen...
You're welcome... ;)
Friday, August 14, 2009
I actually won something!! woo hoo
Thanks to my BFF blogger buddy Phillipia over at Writes Phillipia!
What did I win, you ask?
Okay... ready or not
"Premiere Meme Award!
Yep...I know you're jealous. I get to decorate my blog with this award if I first fulfill the responsibility passed on to me... (work, work, work...it never ends) which is:
I have to tell 7 little or unknown innermost secrets about myself first... (wow, do I have any?)
Pass the torch on to 7 fellow bloggers who I like to read...
Soooooooo without further adieu, heeeeere's me:
- A fellow blogger over at ThinkinFyou asked about nicknames. My most used nickname is Deuce, given to me by my (now) ex-husband (we're still good friends, so it's okay to mention him)... Anyway, the name Deuce has suffered many morphs, such as Dooz, Doozdy, Doo-ez, etc. But the origin is not known by many.... until now...
When we first began dating way back in the dark ages, a co-worker of his kept pumping him for information about me. Being a big guy himself, he didn't think what I looked like was any of this guy's business...but he kept asking him, "Does she weigh the deuce? Does she, does she?" Finally, he admitted, "Yeeaaahh, she weighs the deuce." It stuck. And that, my friends, is how I became known as Deuce.
- I was extremely shy and introverted in grade school, but I've pretty much outgrown that these days...mostly replaced by sass and sarchasm.
- I am a night owl. I come from a long line of night owls... okay maybe not a long line, but my mom was definitely one for sure... and so am I. It isn't that I want to be one, 'cause I gotta tell ya... every morning is a unique adventure into self motivational mental wake-the f***-up gymnastics.
- I love spicy hot foods. Not burn-your-mouth-'til-it-melts-off-your-face hot... but just right hot. One of my favs is hot, spicy chili mac...made the old "Chili Parlor" way, with spaghetti noodles, beans, onions, cheese, and just the right recipe of hot chili sauce. Mmmmmm!
- My first job was at a Kewpee's fast food restaurant. I was an assistant manager there after a few months, and kept working there as a second job (until it closed) after I got my "real" job at Divorce Court. (yes, I've heard it all...and then some). I have worked there now for 24½ years... and believe me, I am counting the hours and minutes until I hit 30 years and can finally retire. (yes, it's been an exhausting haul)
- I guess it's no secret that I am a grandma. I have one adult son, and three absolutely adorable (when they're sleeping) grandkids. I love them with all of my heart. Yes, they will be heir to my (non)fortune when I'm gone...which will probably be my broken down van and this blog.
- And last but not least... I have NOT had an actual vacation in about 25 years. To me, a vacation would consist of actually leaving home and going to another destination for more than one or two days. The ex and I did do the occasional one night get away, but because of work or the lack of spendage, that was about the extent of it. So, if I can't win the lottery and travel my way through retirement (some day), I would like to go on an honest-to-goodness vacation while I'm still on this earth.
WHEW... that was some hard work (wiping sweat off the brow)
Now... on to the next and funnest part (is funnest an actual word?)
A chance for some better deserving bloggers to win this awesome award. These are some of the blogs I read regularly, and they are really funny... If you haven't yet, go check 'em out... then go back and see if they take up the passed torch and tell the world their dirty little secrets...
Nooter the Dog: He's always up to something. If he isn't chasing squirrels, napping, or blogging, you can be sure "the human" he lives with is bound to come home to yet another adventure.
ThinkinFyou: This lady doesn't hold anything back... and at the same time, she remains a lady. She was our super cool Summer Blogger Camp Director Extraordinaire!
Nonamedufus: Go hang out a while over at this guy's blog...you won't regret it for sure! While you're there, join in on one of his caption contests.
Ettarose: Check out Sanity on Edge over at Ettarose's blog. She's hosting the Guess The Blogger Baby Contest (which I've entered). Take a peek and see if you can guess which one is me, and while you're there, she also has some caption contests.
Waltsense: If you go now over to WaltSense Journal, you can read about a bunch of things we couldn't live without brought on by Cuba's toilet paper shortage... This guy has some really hilarious stories to tell...
Amy Oops!: Ya gotta go visit Navy vet, Amy Oops!... where funny is a four letter word - Oops! She finds the best stuff out there...
Beyond Left Field: Finally, you'll be glad to detoured Beyond Left Field with Red Raider, where he expounds on his Salute To Morons... It's good stuff!
Okay fellow bloggers and bloggerettes, show us what ya got..... GO!
Thursday, August 13, 2009
Which brings me to people I've run into over and over in and around the downtown area who approach people walking or in your car asking for money handouts...and in my personal experience, these people usually want the money for alcohol or drugs, no matter what they tell you.
They usually come equipped with a made-up sob story meant to make you feel sorry for them or that they are having an unexpected emergency, like their car broke down two blocks from there and they need money to buy gas.
Yes, I have been suckered many times...knowing full well that they are full of baloney, but that maybe they needed that buck or two more than I did.
However, I like many, have been hit hard by this unbelievable economy, and now days even one dollar has a use in my every day life.
Today must've been the day for beggers though. On my way to work this morning, as I was sitting at a red light at an intersection waiting to turn left, I was approached by a woman at my window. Mind you, I'm in the middle of the street and there was about to be oncoming traffic.
This woman approaches my window tearfully, with a little blood on her lip (truthfully, it looked like she bit it), but she says she's been in a horrible fight with her husband and she needs whatever help I can give her...and she proceeds to kneel on the ground -- in the middle of the street -- begging and pleading with me to give her money.
I yell at her to get up off the ground because she's about to get hit by oncoming traffic... hell, I don't want to be responsible for this woman getting run over next to my car. Anyway, I dig out a couple of dollars and wish her good luck. (shaking my head)
Anyway, I go out for lunch today...which I almost never do anymore because I can't afford to spend the money... but today I did. I pull into a place close to the downtown area and was waiting in the drive-thru line. I am again approached at my window. Different woman, but asking for money. Was she trying to tell me a sad story? No. Did she say she needed it for food? No. She had a definite attitude, practically yelling at me to give her some money.
HELL NO... I got suckered already once today, and I don't have any to spare now anyways... and who wants to "help" someone who has an obvious attitude...
So, she gives me a nasty face, and approaches the car in front of me. That person hands over to her some dollar bills... it was at least $2 and maybe more.
This woman turns around...walks back past my vehicle, waving her newly obtained reward... and snaps her fingers at me yelling, "NOW, wasn't that easy?"
I could NOT BELIEVE it. I'm thinking...yeah, that sure was easy for YOU!! *I* on the other hand, have to work all day to earn MY money!!
The impossible nerve of some people.
Just wow.... still shaking my head...
Monday, August 10, 2009
A married couple rushed to the hospital because the woman was in labor. The doctor asked the couple, "I have invented a new machine that you might want to try, it takes some of the labor pains away from the mother and gives it to the father."
The maried couple decided that they would try this, so the doctor hooked the machine up and put it on 10% of pain switched from the mother to the father. The husband said, "I feel okay, turn it up a lot more," so the doctor turned it up to 50%. The husband said, "why don't you just put it all on me because I'm not feeling a thing." The doctor warned them that "this much pain could kill y ou if you're not prepared." The husband replied, "I'm ready." So the doctor turned the machine up to 100%. Still the husband did not feel a thing. So, they went home happy with a pain free labor. When they got home, the mailman was dead on the front porch!
Of course, nothing like that ever happened with any of "us"... ;)
Thursday, August 6, 2009
But is it really?
I've never seen dogs eating other dogs.
But what I DID see today was quite disturbing!
What, you ask?
...but I meant this kind:
We now live in a day when birds eat birds...
You'd expect that from the lot rats:
And it was quite a feeding frenzy I gotta tell ya...
...looked a lot like this:
...I'm Just Sayin... ;)
Wednesday, July 29, 2009
I'll never forget 5th grade camp...and one campfire story in particular...
It was a dark and sto... SPAZ? Why are you interrupting my story? Don't worry, he's just jealous because I can deliver that line without interruption...
Anyway... It was a dark and stormy night. It was so quiet you could hear the night creatures scampering through the woods, the bats flying overheard, and the night owls who-who-whoing...altogether too close by. (shiver)
Yonder was an upcoming storm. You could hear the far away thunder as it was approaching overhead, and could see the lightning crackle throughout the skyline in the distance. (Oh, I hate storms...)
The legend of ole Mr. Stumpy was told for our entertainment. (Oh shit, there's a Mr. Stumpy?) He died right here in these woods one night...whose estranged brother, whose wife he stole for himself, chopped his leg off with a firewood axe during a confrontation they had one day and beat him to death with the bloody stump. (holy shit)
Countless thousands of towns folk have heard Mr. Stumpy right here in these very woods. (eyes wide)
As well as passersby who didn't even know about Mr. Stumpy. While happily setting up camp, they heard what sounded like moaning and groaning coming from the woods... sounded like crawling...and dragging noises. That would be Mr. Stumpy pulling himself through the woods dragging his bloody stump behind him... (blink)... looking for someone to bludgeon to death with it...like what happened to him... (frozen silence)
Hear tell... If Mr. Stumpy hears anyone talking about him...he will wake from his death slumber (again, holy shit)...and cause him to seek you out and not stop until he finds you.
-- Well, right about now, the lights go out over at the main camp house --
-- Loud groans and scuffling noises begin coming towards us from in the woods! --
HOLY FUCK SHIT!! (Thanks Moooooog) I'm not sticking around here!!
Ahhhhh, the memories of 5th grade scary campfire stories. Needless to say, the camp counselors that year had a LOT to answer for.
Wednesday, July 22, 2009
I really...REALLY like that name! As a supervisor at work, I think I'm going to dub our conference room "The Phuket Room." ... for all those times when all you can think is....PHUK IT AND PHUK YOU!!! I think our mascot will have to be the flying finger...in all it's glory...
This would, of course, be complete with it's very own motto: Not Happy? Too bad... suck it up and PHUK IT!!!
Our department administrator has implemented the "chill pill" jar for those stressed out or disgruntled. I think the appropriate name for a jar in this room would be the Phuket Bucket! ... heavily laced with Jack Daniels... or Jose...
WHAT?? You can drink what you want on lunch hour, right? .... RIGHT??
HEEEYYYY!!! How did THAT get in here?? That would never happen here.... er... trust me...
Maybe we can boost morale by handing out "dress down Friday" T-shirts!!... yeah. They would look pretty much like this:
Hey... this could be a positive getaway to hold at bay those getting ready to "go postal" in this ridiculously UNnecessary recession... those tired of covering 4 positions because positions either have to remain unfilled or people would have to get laid off... in short... shut up and suck it up... Phuket!
SOOOO... let's have a fun room -- The Phuket Room -- where we can relax, unwind, and badmouth...
whoever the phuk we want...
Ahhhh... take me to The Phuket Room...
Tuesday, July 21, 2009
Monday, July 13, 2009
Oh well ...
These would be my cast picks to play the roles of characters in a Stephanie Plum movie, which I posted about here. Thanks for all the great suggestions. I have fun with this kind of stuff, what can I say... I found some really good second choices for some of them too. Well, here goes:
Second, my choice of actors to play Lula is: Sherry Shephard. Right now, she is one of the hosts of The View, but she has played many funny roles...the one that made me think of her for Lula was her role as Robert's police partner on Everybody Loves Raymond. This girl can deliver the funny lines...with the perfect amount of Lula attitude!
Next, for the role of Grandma Mazur... it's GOT to be Cloris Leachman. We've seen her in some funny roles...but WOW, did you check out her lively antics on Dancing With the Stars? I can just see her as little Grandma Mazur, trying out anything and everything she thinks sounds fun, visiting her favorite social spot, the local funeral parlor, and carrying along her gun toting purse... can't you?
Then there's the ever mysterious Ranger. I think this is the most difficult role to fill, maybe partly because he's so mysterious...only knowing basic things about him...and the way he pops in and out of places, not to mention his quiet, sexy manner...and his seemingly unlimited source of funds... but I think it could be pulled off by Antonio Banderas... if they could get him to look like his younger days.... oh well,
OOPS!!! Wrong picture...
That's the best I could do from my work computer on this subject! (and yes, I'm at lunch :-P)
Anyway, while most people are spending time these days on vacations of one kind or another, *I* am finding myself totally glued to work, and not being able to take any time off at all right now because it's soooo ridiculously short staffed -- and one cross training on another floor, and one out for double knee surgery until September -- there's no way to be off right now unless you're sick!
Well, I'm not sick....
But I CAN get an afternoon off by going to my annual, fun-filled, always a smashing time guaranteed -- Mammogram... yeah, that sounds like fun! Well, it IS time for one.
In honor of this monumentally pressing event, this is the Mammography Poem -- A Lesson in Boobology:
For years and years they told me,
Be careful of your breasts.
Don't ever squeeze or bruise them,
And give them monthly tests.
So, I heeded all their warnings,
And protected them by law.
Guarded them very carefully,
And I always wore a bra.
After 30 years of astute care,
My gyno, Dr. Pruitt,
Said I should get a Mammogram,
Okay, I said, let's do it.
Stand up here real close, she said,
She got my boob in line,
And tell me when it hurts, she said,
Ah yes! Right there, that's fine.
She stepped upon a pedal,
I could not believe my eyes!
A plastic plate came slamming down,
My hooters in a vise!!
My skin was stretched and mangled,
From underneath my chin.
My poor boob was being squashed,
To Swedish pancake thin!
Excruciating pain I felt,
Within it's vise-like grip.
A prisoner in this vicious thing,
My poor defenseless tit!
Take a deep breath, she said to me,
Who does she think she's kidding?!?
My chest is smashed in her machine,
And woozy I am getting.
There, that's good, I heard her say,
The room was slowly swaying.
Now, let's have a go at the other one.
Have mercy I was praying.
It squeezed me from both up and down,
It squeezed me from both sides.
I'll bet SHE'S never had this done,
To HER tender little hide.
Next time they make me do this,
I will request a blindfold.
I have no wish to see again,
My knockers getting steamrolled.
If I had no problems when I came in,
I sure have one now!
If there had been a cyst in there,
It would have gone "ker-pow!"
This machine was created by a man,
Of this, I have no doubt.
I'd like to stick his balls in there,
And see how THEY come out!!
I think I'll be putting in a request EARLY for a vacation next summer....I can definitely think of better things to do with even an afternoon off from work ...I'm just Sayin... ;)
Thursday, July 9, 2009
Sunday, July 5, 2009
1. Bozone (n): The substance surrounding stupid people that stops bright ideas from penetrating. The bozone layer, unfortunately, shows little sign of breaking down in the near future.
2. Foreploy (v): Any misrepresentation about yourself for the purpose of getting laid.
3. Cashtration (n): The act of buying a house, which renders the subject financially impotent for an indefinite period.
4. Giraffiti (n): Vandalism spray-painted very, very high.
5. Sarchasm (n): The gulf between the author of sarcastic wit and the person who doesn't get it.
6. Inoculatte (v): To take coffee intravenously when you are running late.
7. Hipatitis (n): Terminal coolness.
8. Osteopornosis (n): A degenerate disease. (Extra credit for this one)
9. Karmageddon (n): It's like, when everybody is sending off all these really bad vibes, right? And then, like, the Earth explodes and it's like, a serious bummer...
10. Decafalon (n): The grueling event of going through the day consuming only things that are good for you.
11. Glibido (v): All talk and no action.
12. Dopeler Effect (n): The tendency of stupid ideas to seem smarter when they come at you rapidly.
13. Arachnoleptic fit (n): The frantic dance performed just after you've accidentally walked through a spider web.
14. Beelzebug (n): Satan in the form of a mosquito that gets into your bedroom at three in the morning and cannot be cast out.
15. Caterpallor (n): The color you turn after finding half a grub in the fruit you're eating.
...and my personal favorite:
16. Ignoranus (n): A person who is both stupid and an asshole...
Wednesday, July 1, 2009
In case you hadn't read how we came to be blogging friends, you can read that HERE. (I just MIGHT have finally figured out the link thing -- duhh)
Where do I begin with Sr. Phillipia... Well, first and foremost she is not really a nun, in case you hadn't figured that out yet. But she is, however, a mother. You would never hear her say this, but she is an awesome mother at that. She has three children "well on their way to independence," all of whom she should be very proud of. She is a very active Rebel Mom at her youngest son's high school, which she blogs about occasionally. Phillipia is also a hard worker and all around funny person...
That being said... what else can you say about a woman who is admired, revered, and loved by everyone? I can start by saying she's not the woman we're honoring here today. (rim shot)
But seriously folks, this is a woman of great compassion. She's never said a bad word about anybody. She doesn't know anybody.
Actually, that's not true... she is well loved by the Rebel Moms for her uncanny natural ability to say all the right things at exactly the wrong times. (suck it up RMs) Phillipia is one of the most colorful personalities I know. She's green with envy and fights the blues armed with happy pills, but there's no yellow belly streak anywhere to be found in this little lady. She can out talk an echo. Just ask the people at Peyton PHlaCe...
Phillipia loves hard and lives life to the fullest. We won't talk about the tard (remember Loganesque?) we both knew before, which is how we met...or the gazillion online foreign scammers out there doing their best (idiots) to fool some unsuspecting, needy woman (which Phillipia definitely is neither). Yes, she's had her share of dating faux pas, but she's hanging in there. Her latest dating experience left her with a (beautiful, nice, loving, free-to-a-good-home -- REALLY) pain in the ass cat! At this point, there's no middle ground for this guy with me, you either hate him or detest him...I don't like him, and I always will.
Anyway... Sometimes Phillipia feels her age and worries about being among the so-called middle aged...and what would you expect from a woman who was born in an Edsel? ... but I digress. Phillipia stays healthy by regularly hitting the pool at Bally's. I'm not gonna say she's a personality to be contended with...all I'm gonna say is whatever you do, DO NOT ask her to share her lap lane...she's an elastic band on the edge just waiting to SNAP!! -- and if she blows, it could quite possibly include the elastic bands of her swim suit...so look out!
In conclusion, Phillipia's blog (Write's Phillipia...) is definitely one to check out if you haven't already. She has the grace of a swan, the wisdom of an owl, the eye of an eagle...Ladies and gentleman, this woman is for the birds!! (If you don't like birds, she has a cat for you)
...And don't worry, Phillipia, you never have to worry about being over the hill...not in that car you drive.
...I'm Just Sayin... ;)
Monday, June 29, 2009
Honestly, besides all of the deaths this past week, there have also been some odd stories in the news lately of ridiculous things. Here are just a few:
Friday, June 26, 2009
Thursday, June 25, 2009
First Farrah. No one can dispute her magnetic beauty, and the perfect look for the time. She did turn out to be a good actress on top of that... and it seems a very involved and loving mother.