You’ve Got To Be Kidding Right???

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Random (and sometimes not so random) musings from a life that sometimes is but often times is NOT amusing….

Admission – I have a crush on Glenn Beck….

I have an admission to make..
I have a crush on Glenn Beck.

Know that this goes against EVERYTHING that I’ve ever believed and I blame my husband. It’s indoctrinated me into FOX news and Glenn Beck is, unfortunately, all that I’ve been able to stomach. Another admission – I’ve even set him up for daily TIVO.
WTH?
WHY?
How did I go from my constant companion, CNN to FOX? Have I really sold out that much? Have I really become….one of them? Why, oh why Glenn do you have to be the voice of reason? Why can’t you be – I don’t know, Anderson Cooper? Why can’t CNN have someone who is actually putting blame where it lies – with those that are MAKING the laws?

That said Glenn I have some requests:
– Please, don’t wear shit brown. It’s not attactive on you. I much prefer you in blue – maybe red. You are working the jeans – keep those too.
– Please, pretty please – whatever you do – don’t cry. I don’t like men who cry.

Enough said.

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Hell, It Froze Over

Hell froze over. 

 

They always say:  “Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned” but in my opinion it’s not that elitist – I mean sexist.  My ex has (is working towards had) some serious fury towards me.  I would like to say that it was completely without merit but …

 

I would be lying.

 

So, you could have knocked me over with a stick yesterday when I got a phone call that started the thaw of the artic tundra.  He, HE was asking for my assistance with the children.  ME!  To say that I was shocked is an understatement.  Usually we go into full scale battle over any issue.  I say tomato, he says ‘what the hell are you talking about?”.  

 

It usually only goes downhill from there.

 

This time however it didn’t and I didn’t have my chip out that censors my responses!  Damn, I’m growing UP!  Finally, at 42!  Let’s just say that I immediately seized onto this opportunity.   

 

Not to disappoint though I will admit though that it took an inordinate amount of restraint not to not to tell him “I TOLD you so”…..  

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The Osbournes & Bathing Suits

Have any of you heard of the new Osbournes show?  I saw the ad this weekend and I TOTALLY want to be on it.  First and foremost because apparently Ozzy IS someone who can 1)  put together two words that actually might make sense and 2) he’s understandable – really!  What about all of those years on the MTV show – man, he MUST have been totally wacked out because I couldn’t understand a damn thing he said on that show.  Can you imagine what it would be like to meet THAT family?  My kids would think I was actually NORMAL after that.  Not quite sure what I would do to get onto the show seeing as how I have no talents to speak of but that’s just trival.   

 

So, on the job front.

 

I got the job.   I did.  Of course, not without the normal nightmare that is mine but I’ll take it – it’s more money and god knows we need more of that right now!  Have I mentioned that my children are costing me an arm and a leg lately?  The youngin known as SL has discovered shopping with her friends.  Good news:  they (she and her friends) appear to be able to share money and, like the preteens they are, they can make $20 go farther than any of us could ever think to do.

 

My YGTBK moment happened Friday.  I went to try on some of my ‘working girl’ (no, not THAT working girl) clothes Friday and found out two things:  1)  I’m too damn fat  and 2)  I’m really really too damn fat.   After a complete meltdown in the closet (complete with cursing, ranting & raving, and acceptance) I went to the big girl store and bought a few new things – in an even bigger size.  The concept of a bathing suit I am just NOT into right yet.

 

So, the YGTKD moment?  It’s the first vacation I’ll be on in 4 years and I’m afraid, yes, afraid to put on a bathing suit. 

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Back At Work – Still Waiting….

Update On Twitter & Twittermoms:  I still don’t get it but I haven’t given up yet.  I setup some folks to follow and some are following me back – I’m  not sure what I’m suppose to write though so I’m still winging it for now.

 

In other news:  Vacation:  Well, it looks like we might take one.  I say might because I am shocked at what folks want for their palaces in this economy – it is definitely one of those you’ve got to be kidding, right?  moments.  Neverfear though, I will find something that will work – I hope. 

 

In other news – I’m still waiting on the job information.  Still waiting – after 3 weeks with the vague promise of something good to come.   I hope this job is worth it since I’ve spent a great deal of time worrying about whether or not I will get it. 

 

If you get a moment and are of a praying sort, please take a moment and pray or think good thoughts for my friend N and her gestational surrogate K – they suffered a loss last week and are feeling very down.  😦  I hope that things look up for N soon and that they have a successful IVF this time around.

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Twitter & Twittermoms

I came across Twittermoms last night and because I was finished putting my child to bed thus waiting on my husband to have sex sitting around aimlessly I decided to log on, obtain said Twittermom account and see what it was all about.

This really sucks to admit but apparently I am not as technically savvy as I wish I was – or as I think I obviously am.

I totally don’t get social networking – I keep wanting it to be more than it is.  I want it to be ‘something’ rather than a place where it seems that everyone’s every move is discussed.   I’ll admit that I’m hooked – I do think that Twitter and Facebook are like crack – they are both addictive.  I mean, where else can you log on and wait to see what admiration you’ve received?  That said, if I get one more peep before Easter I might have to tear the heads off of all the ones ‘hidden’ on my profile.  I don’t even LIKE peeps.   I don’t like their marshmellow goodness – coated with colored sugar.  If I’m going to eat those two things well, I want them in the form of a smore.  Anyway, back to Twittermoms – I’ve been on this site pretty much for 24 hours and I still cannot figure out how to setup my ‘page’ – I’ve added applications, removed applications, and generally just walked around in a cyber circle trying to figure out why people want these applications and what they do for me.  Apparently though I am alone in this confusion because of others I’ve polled they all seem to understand exactly what to do. 

*Sigh*  I’ve decided that t must be me.

Back to Twittermoms to try, try, try again.

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You’ve Got To Be Kidding, Right???

“You’ve got to be kidding, right??”

I find myself asking either real live people or myself this what seems like multiple times a day.   Our entry for today:

  • Ex:  “You know, you need to go on vacation” – stated when schedules were being discussed.
  • Me:  “You’ve got to be kidding, right?  Well, I guess I COULD go on vacation IF you wished to NOT have a child support payment but since there is a rat’s ass chance in hell of  THAT ever happening….”    (Note that this was said to self, not to him because frankly we are getting along dealing with each other in a somewhat civil manner now and I would rather have that than arguing.) 

Frustrating?  Yes. 

 

In honor of my first post I thought I would go ahead and spill the beans  confess to the  whole money situation.  It’s frightening really when you get a chance to think about it.  I’m one of those people that I swore I would never be – you know the kind, the kind that pay for groceries with their credit card and have no intention of paying it off at the end of the month versus the responsible ones that can control their need for instant gratification.    I’m pretty sure that somewhere in recovery it talks specifically about ‘blaming’ others for your actions not being on the road to recovery but really it isn’t ALL my fault – somewhere along the line my brain left the building along with that glass of chardonnay to get those hair extensions I got for 2K once while downing probably that 2nd bottle for the day.  (And yes, I do know that the sentence above is really not just one sentence but many sentences but it’s my blog and I’m writing the way I want) I mean, in my clouded mind they really DID look good.  For all of about 5 days.  Let’s do a quick recap of the dollars, per day, for that ‘good looking’ hair:  $400/day or $16.66/hour. I can’t even calculate the ‘real’ cost of the extensions with the interest I’ll pay on them.

I can’t.

It will break my heart.

So you tell me, wouldn’t you be asking yourself on a somewhat regular basis

“You’ve got to be kidding, right”?

So, for, TTYL as I’ve come to learn means:  TalkToYouLater…

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