Highlights And Lowlifes, Pt 2...

So here it is. The last day of 2005. Crazy. It's funny how everything can change in the span of 12 months. I live a different life today, then I did one year ago. I am a different person today, then I was a year ago.

Well, diving in...Here are my top 5 moments/experiences of 2005.

1. And you open the door, and step inside - I lived a pretty sheltered life for awhile. I only ran with certain crowds, I would only talk to certain people, etc. Turns out I was missing out on a lot. I opened myself up to new people and experiences. As a result, I have gotten to know a wonderful group of people and have a beautifully diverse group of friends. Through that, I managed to experience a few things I might not have. Attend a few more parties, tried a few new things, dated a little even. I am so thankful that these people are a part of my life, and I don't think I tell them how much I appreciate their never-ending love. I am blessed with a wonderful family of friends. They are the only family I need most days. And I love each and everyone of them.
   
2. Now boarding Flight 27, Non-stop to Orlando - I took my first real vacation. I took it alone. Sort of. I set my mind to visit my friend Lani in Florida and I did it. I traveled alone, which was terrifying honestly, but I am so glad I did this. I saw/did so much when I was there. I met Mickey Mouse, saw in the ocean, relaxed my ass off. I came back a healthier person.
   
3. And nagging works - After throwing a royal piss fit with Godzilla, I was re-instated to my full-time status at work. I had been working full time since May and only receiving part-time benefits. By the time mid-September rolled around, I hit my limit. I felt cheated and misled, so I told them. And low and behold, less then a week later, I was pushed back to full-time.
   
4. A new life on the way - This is not something that is directly happening to me, but I am so happy it is happening. Mr and MrsGiggles are expecting their first child. The news of this brought such a smile to my face. They had some fertility concerns, and this was exactly the blessing they were hoping for. Aunt Juicy wishes them all the best and sends all her love.
   
5. Moving out - I finally released myself from a large portion of the hold my mother held unto me, by getting my own place. It's had it's ups and downs, hardships and good times, but it's been wonderful. I have a little less money (none) but I have a houseful of love, and sometimes that's all you need. I have 2 pretty wonderful people to keep me company and I couldn't ask for more.

The year was certainly an exciting one. I had lots of drama, some good, some bad. Some mine, some just took place in front of me. I am sure there are things I could change about the past year, but I wouldn't. They make me the person that sits here today, and I am growing a little more comfortable with her everyday.

I hope everyone has a truly wonderful New Year's Eve, surrounded by the people that mean the most to you. I wish you nothing but a absolutely blessed 2006.

All my love,
Juicy

I Will Miss...

...our 3 a.m. snack and chat.

Highlights And Lowlifes, Pt. One...

I hard a hard time with this actually. I couldn't narrow it down to my 5 lowest points of the year. I actually had a hard time coming up with 5 low points in general. I try not to dwell on the bad stuff. But once I started thinking about it....I couldn't stop it.

So here they are...in no particular order

1. Momma/Family drama - With the exception of Joe, my family is out to drive me insane. My mother in particular. She is the queen of guilt trips. And she knows how to play me. She pushes exactly the right buttons to get the response she wants when she wants it. But me not living at home is making that harder and harder for her everyday. And well, my little brother...some days I am glad we have different last names.
   
   
2. Savage Downsizing - My office was closed at work. I spent 9 months of the year working full-time hours and only getting part-time benefits and claiming unemployment. It could have been worse, I could have been denied unemployment benefits, but it was a major slap in the face.
   
   
3. Car issues - If it can happen to a car, it happened to me in 2005. I had transmissions fail, gas lines rust out, mufflers fall off, ran over a dog....I got a taste of it all.
   
   
4. Friend Drama - Wow. That's all I have to say there.
   
   
5. Cash Flow Issues - This has been the tightest year ever for me. But I am living the ramen noodle dream.

All The Cool Kids Are Doing It...

Well, it seems everyone is waxing nostalgic about 2005. Taking a look back, I will post my top 5 High and Low points in the next 2 days.

Today, I will cover the lows...get those out of the way.

Pick-Up Line Of The Week...

This week comes from real life.

"It's hot in here too, but only because I am thinking of you."

What is that?

I Do...Not?...

Ok. I live in Wisconsin. I HATE WINTER!!! I hate being cold. I hate driving in bad conditions. I hate shoveling. I hate trying to push a shopping cart through the Walmart parking lot after a fresh snow. I hate that everything is dead. Including this damn town. I hate scraping my windows. I hate that my gas mileage goes down.

And then the other side of me kicks in, telling me all the things I love about winter.

Yes, everything dies. But it's a beautiful way to die. And spring is wonderful.

Today, I got a really nice reminder.

I was dropping Xan off work work, and the most beautiful boy in the world walked in front of my car. He was all Abercrombie looking in his peacoat and scarf. But the hat....his knit hat....pushed me over and almost made my car forget it was going back to work.

*sigh* I love winter.

For the moment.

Lost Somewhere Between The Earth And The Sky...

*Really obscure song lyrics today...Good luck. It's from a scene in a movie that applies to my thoughts today.*

Went to Miss Hector's again last night. I am having fun getting to know this girl that I didn't know very well in high school. She is pretty swell. The night ended with me sitting in her bathroom and her attacking me with a pair of scissors. I haven't had a haircut in month. It's shorter then it's been in years. I love it.

I was so tired yesterday that I could barely function. I got a semi-solid 4 hours of sleep last night and am feeling a great deal better....but still not 100%.

The insomnia that plagued me in high school is back with a vengance. Some nights, sleep is just not something I can do. If I can't get this to break on my own...I will have to go back to the doctor.

Well, I am in trouble at work today, so I should look busy.

*You can click here for help with today's title.*

I Recommend Getting Your Heart Trampled On At Any Time...

I learned something on Christmas. Never attend a holiday at my mother's without alcohol.

If it weren't for my brotehr and his family...Christmas Eve would have been a wash too.

I'm Just Too Far From Where You Are...

I had such a good day! My christmas tree that has been trying to kill me was pitched out the door this afternoon. You see, I have pine pollen allergies. My tree began pollinating about 2 weeks ago. I just recently figured out why I couldn't breathe.

I had a nice long (well, a couple of hours) visit with MrsGiggles. I miss her so much some days and I needed that so damn bad. We did nothing. Just sat on the couch and chitchatted. It was marvelous. We talked about everything and nothing all at the same time. Whatever our little heart's desired.

School Teacher and husband stopped over tonight. They didn't have the chance to stay long, but brought homemade goodies. NUM. I can't wait for the holidays to be over. I am eating way too much crap. (says the girl munching on MrsGiggles leftover Taco Bell).

Xannikins asked me to come get him tonight. He has been at his mommy's in the next town over. And after 3 days at his mother's mercy, can anyone blame him for being ready to come home.

Home? Is this home for him? Home is such a relative term. Home is where your heart is, they say. If that's the case, home is not here. Home is a sunny beach in Cali.

WTF was I talking about? Oh yea, picking up Xan. I hoped in the car and cruised down the interstate to grab him in the next city over. I got Starbucks out of it. Heaven in a cup is this...Peppermint Mocha VENTI (we don't fool around). So I order it...and they looks at me...all out of peppermint. ACK!!!! ARE YOU KIDDING ME? I told the poor guy he ruined my whole night. He offered me instead a Chocolate Mint Mocha. No good. Didn't like it at all. Oh well. A little light shopping and we were home.

*This song title might be a tough one...I see Google in your future...*

Happy Birthday....

To the littlest of brothers. He is 21 today.

God help us.

Happy Holidays...

Ya, that about covers it.

Some Boys Kiss Me, Some Boys Hug Me...

It was Christmas again... I am the mostest spoiled girl in the world.

Wednesday was the Secret Santa exchange at work. I got this bad ass hot chocolate set and Sixteen Candles on DVD.

Thursday, my favoritest customer in the whole wide world got me the softest teddy bear I have ever touched.

Today my Secret Pal got me a crystal dolphin figurine and this bad assed Hello Kitty Christmas countdown thing.

Tonight Annie, Mack and I had our little gift exchange. She got me a case for my digital camera, an iPod dash holder, a window decal of Betty Boop, and EMPIRE RECORDS!!! Mack got me Pirates of the Carribbean. Kiki got me a Strawberry Daiquiri.

I am feeling the love in my house tonight. I am pretty spoiled.

I Got 99 Problems...

Everyone else on earth can log into myspace and I can't...

I'm bummed.

Tonight's The Night The World Begins Again...

I think I am just going to start posting song lyrics as titles every once in awhile as they apply to the post ahead. You mission is to figure out the song.

Last night had the makings to be something really relaxing for me. I was wrapping some presents, getting ready to make some cookies, listening to Jamie Cullum...All the elements to a great night.

Bradley showed up and asked me to contribute to his delinquency as a minor. Alright, no problem. While we were out making this run, I saw my friend Mimi walking down Main St. I turned around explaining to Bradley, that we had to pick her up to give her a ride. I couldn't find her, so we went on our merry way.

An hour later, Mimi was at my door. Crying and telling me that sob story that is her marriage.

Her husband Jay, is a complete twat. Drugs, unemployed, never home, controlling etc...You have heard this story a thousand times and probably even seen the Lifetime movie about it.

The truth of the matter is, she is a sweet girl. So sweet that she won't ever asking the man who is putting the lives of her children in danger, to leave. I was not in the mood to deal with all of this, because it breaks my heart to see the pain in her face. But I can't turn her away either. All I can do is hug her, give her the best advice I can and be her friend.

By 11, she was on her way home. A little drunker then she came, and I hope a little more at peace. It's emotionally draining to see her. The heartache in her eyes is deadly.

Not 10 minutes after she left, Bradley was on the way over. He needed more beer. So he and his drunk Ivy league friends all piled into my little car and we were off. I forgot how annoying a car load of drunk college kids really can be. After I restocked their beer supply and filled their little bellies with Taco Bell, I dumped them off at home.

I could hardly hold my eyes open to bake the cookies, but I got them done. I snuggled down on the couch with Xan to watch a quick episode of Roswell and it was off to bed.

Tonight Xan, Joe and I have been invited to dinner with the loverly Miss Hector. Not sure if we are going yet or not though, but it would be fun.

Pick-Up Line Of The Week...

Hey baby, wanna lock crotches and swap gravy?

Send The Paramadics...

Somewhere Labbie's head has exploded.

I just slathered Kiki's legs down with lotion in the teller line at work.

Bright Smiles, Warm Hearts...

Allow me to go all sappy for a minute.

The holidays have got me down. I have the funk (don't worry, I am not contagious). I haven't had a case of funk this bad in years.

This morning, a 5 year old little boy expelled the funk from my heart.

I was heading to work this morning. There are 52 bus stops between my office and apartment. (give or take 49). I am not ashamed to say that I exercise far more caution at one then the others. I have a vested interest in this one. It's my nephew's stop. I always slow way down there, am more aware there then any other place in town.

This morning was no exception. I was behind a car waiting to turn left. Anywhere else, I would have skated around the right side of the car and continued on my merry way. As I sat there waiting for the car, I looked over and saw my brother and his family there. My nephew was just waving away at me.

The smile on his face and the kiss he blew me....are exactly what my little downtrodden heart needed. Sometimes the smallest unexpected joys in life are all that you need.

Ribbit...

You are Kermit the Frog.
You are reliable, responsible and caring. And you
have a habit of waving your arms about
maniacally.

FAVORITE EXPRESSIONS:
"Hi ho!" "Yaaay!" and
"Sheesh!"
FAVORITE MOVIE:
"How Green Was My Mother"

LAST BOOK READ:
"Surfin' the Webfoot: A Frog's Guide to the
Internet"

HOBBIES:
Sitting in the swamp playing banjo.

QUOTE:
"Hmm, my banjo is wet."


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No We're Never Gonna Survive...

...Alright, song title?


The world has gone crazy. I just got off the phone with my mother, and these words were uttered.


"I will understand if you opt to spend Christmas Eve elsewhere."


What the hell is going on? Everything is all upside down. My mother has been abducted by pod people.

And You Open The Door, And Step Inside....

...We're inside our hearts now.... Name that movie ... Moving on to my point.

Mack, tonight, may have unlocked a door that he didn't even know exsisted.

He admitted to wanting to watch gay porn and having the urge to swing.

I am sad for Annie, I think. Not really, but still, I am not exactly sure what to do with this new information.

The Greatest Thing Ever...

One of my co-workers just said this...

"So, did you blow your wad yet?

And that's all I am going to say about that.

My Everest....

Friday night, my seester-in-law brought a cheesecake to my little Christmas party. Due to the large amounts of food, it went mostly untouched.

This pleased me. I thought...."Ahhh, more for me and the roomies." Teehee....I was in baked good heaven.

5 days later, I have discovered a few things along the way. Xan doesn't eat plain cheesecake and Annie only eats chocolate cheesecake. So it's all on me.

I gave a chunk away to Kiki and I am left with the BIGGEST cheesecake ever. I love cheesecake, I figure no problem.

I don't think I can do it. I might be freezing like 1/2 of it.

On the other hand, I feel challeneged by this. If I can do it...I can do anything.

It is my everest.

I am going to freeze it.

What A Letdown...

Your 80s Heartthrob Is

Jason Bateman

Who's" Your 80's Heartthrob?

Catalog Shopping....

I found the classiest things in the world today.

I figured after I get this for my windows, and this for my bed, and this for my new wardrobe....I figure that I will be the hottest girl in the trailer park.

Sweet Peanut of Seduction....

The Goo Goo Dolls just won an RMA (Radio Music Award) for Adult Hit Radio Artist of the Year.

That just made my night. Johnny Rzenick puts me in a happy place.

And by happy, I mean....wet.

Sweet Sweet Sunday...

Not a whole lot to say about Sunday, because not a whole lot happened. I slept. ALOT. ALOT ALOT ALOT. To the point the I didn't even become a functioning member of the world until around 3 in the afternoon.

Xan and I went out for dinner at one of the nicer dining establishments in town. What a let down that turned out to be. We both ordered the 'Pecan Crusted Chicken' because it sounded just fantastic. Turns out. We were so very wrong. It was the nastiest thing I have ever tried to eat. It was like sickeningly sweet. Not really what you are looking for in chicken.

Well, then it was off to The Fluff and Fold. I possibly had the most fun at the laundromat EVER last night. It's hard to describe so let me show you a picture of one event (yes, I even take my camera to the laundromat...you just never know).

That's right my friends. That is a fully grown man-child in a washer. It was the funniest thing I had ever seen in my entire life. And for $6, he could have been the cleanest man on earth.

Hard to top something like that, so the night ended pretty promptly after that.

How About That...

Saturday's post already. All caught up. And it's only 4.30 in the morning. Color me impressed.

Saturday was spent cleaning up from below mentioned party. My house looks damn good right now. All clean and sparkly from candles. Almost weird with all it's furniture back (I had to move a lot of it to accommodate the tables for dinner).

I did a little Christmas shopping, wrapped most of the gifts in the house, contributed to the delinquency of a minor, almost made Xan cry, and did a couple loads of laundry. Not really in that order thou.

Xan opened the one and only gift that has made it into his stocking. I made him a little photo album with some of the memories from the past 6 months. That when when (if?) he moves to Cali next month, he can take a piece of all if us with him. This made us both a little teary eyed and sad.

Then I went ahead and said something that I swore I wouldn't. I made a promise to myself that I wouldn't say anything that might possibly cast any shadow of negativity on the upcoming move. Tonight/Last night (depending on how you look at it) I opened my yap with out thinking and said something I instantly wish I hadn't.

"I am really going to hate it when you aren't here anymore."

Why did I say that? It instantly bummed us both out. I swore that I would be the one person who didn't give grief about this whole thing...And what did I do? I feel rotten about saying it. But...I am really going to miss him.

On the other hand, if happiness is Cali ... Safe travels, my friend. If someone has a chance to follow a dream and maybe make themselves happy along the way, I say go for it. No one else is going to make your dreams come true, gotta make it happen for yourselves.

I am getting used to friends leaving. I am getting much better at it. It looks like I am going to be adjusting to a whole lot of it coming up here. Annie and Mack are moving to Wausau. Xan's going to the West Coast. Meow and Mr. E are long gone. Kiki's thinking about moving to Chicago.

And the cheese stands alone.

BUT...Mr and MrsGiggles are moving back. So that makes me feel a lot less lonely. I can't wait to have them just a few miles down the freeway. Especially with them expecting, I can come visit right away after the baby is born. YAY!

Alright....It's quickly approaching 5 and I am finally getting droopy, sooooo.............

She Only Sleeps When It's Raining...

Music 101 boys and girls. Name that song. *game show music*

If you guessed Matchbox Twenty's 3 a.m., You have won this mornings prize. What do we have for them, Bob?

Well, you've won ... Friday's post.

I know. You are so overwhelmed.

Friday night I hosted my very first dinner party. I had about a dozen people. The night wass a blast. The food, the wine, the company, the wine, it was all wonderful. Did I mention there was wine? The evening was perfect. To be honest, the only thing I would have changed is that I wish Mr and MrsGiggles could have been there. Aside from that, the evening was wonderful. We had a little dinner, shared a few laughs, played a little Catch Phrase, and drank some wine.

The menu included:

• Turkey
• Stuffing
• Green Bean Casserole
• Corn Souffle' (sp)
• Fruit Salad
• Sausage Balls
• Rolls
• Cranberry Sauce
• Assorted Munchies
• Cheesecake
• Snowman Cake

Wines Consumed:

• Plum
• Reisling
• White Zin
• Merlot
• Lambrusco
• Pinot
  

I must admit that I have fallen in love with the Plum wine that Miss Hector brought. It was heavenly.

I can't wait to do it again next year. Hopefully by then, I will have a slightly larger house to host it in. Not that eating in the living room wasn't fun, it worked out well. But a dining room would be nice.

Squidgy...

Right this very second I am watching Constantine.

Keanu Reeves and Gavin Rossdale. I have never been happier then I am right now.

Looking Back...

As promised, I am here to report on my last couple of days.

Thursday turned into Christmas at my house. Xan and I ended up exchanging gifts for whatever reason. I imagine it had something to do with the fact that he could not control his glee over my gift. Now let me say, I can see why. I am the mostest spoiled girl in the whole wide world.

Would you like to see why I say this?


That's right boys and girls. I got an iPod Mini. My hearts one true desire became a material object this week. You see, I wanted a Mini so freaing bad last year, and had to settle for the Shuffle, due to finances. Now don't get me wrong, I love my Shuffle. It has/will serve(d) me well. I was heartbroken when Apple replaced the Mini with the Nano. The Nano is sooo very cool, but the Mini was my first love. So you can only imagine how ... I don't even know how to describe how I feel about it even now. I am moved. It's the coolest thing ever. I haven't really said thank you enough I think. So, I am going to get up right this second and go hug a sleeping Xan and tell him how thankful I am. Will you hang on a second? Of course you will.

Ok. I think I almost smothered him. Poor guy didn't even see it coming. I don't think people hear the words 'thank you' and 'I love you' enough. So I am going to make it a goal of mine to say it far more.

So that's my Thursday.

Promises, Promises, Promises....

I haven't blogged in days....I have alot to say.

Maybe later.

And Jelly...

So in the last few days, I have been cleaning my little heart out. I have come across a few food related ... issues, so to speak.

I found peanut butter in two very strange places.

• On my kitchen floor
• In a frying pan...in the cupboard

Today as I was wrapping gifts, I came across the 3rd instance (because ask my mom, these things come in 3's).

There is peanut butter on my scissors.

What in the hell happens here with the peanut butter? I am thankful for the small favors that it was creamy peanut butter.

But then the question must be asked...would I feel differently about the peanut butter episodes if it were chunky? I mean, I am so partial to the chunky, would I feel less bitter?

Stay tuned to see if the powers that be can answer the chunky/creamy dilemma for us.

Funny...

I am cleaning my house for my little dinner party I am having tomorrow night...

I suddenly am aware of how small my apartment is.

Pick-Up Line Thursday....

Have you ever played leap frog naked ??

It's A Revolution...

My little brother just hit a deer.

A Holiday Time Waster...

Try this out. If you are at work, be careful, there's sound.

Calling Into Active Duty...

Tonight we had a chance to see The Redneck Militia spring into action. But more about that in a second, let me give you the back story.

Living here in the northwoods, everyone in life must come to accept one fact.

YOU WILL HIT A DEER.

It happens to all of us at one time or another. We are outnumbered and they frequently over take the town. It will happen. Ask Mark, his first week back in WI, he nailed one.

That said, guess what my mom did tonight? That's right, deer. Well, everyone is fine. The car, well it's seen better days. The grill and passenger side headlight are gone, but it sounds worse then it looks. It seems to be leaking some fluid. In my vast car experience, I am ruling that it is not transmission fluid, anti freeze, or oil. But then again I am just a girl, and it was dark, so it really could have been anything. But cars get fixed.

So here's the real 'meat' of the story. By the time I met up with my mom, the troops had been called up.

As I sit here typing this The Redneck Militia (from here forward to be known as TRM), are stomping around in the woods, tracking said deer. It's mullets, busted up pick-ups, 40's of Milwaukee's Best, and flannel to the rescue!!! I picture these boys tromping around in the dark grunting, snorting, and reckonin' what they gonna go when they find that dern critter.

Ok, here's my take on it. Don't get me wrong, I love venison as much as the next northwoods kid, but come on. If it survives ripping the grill off a car, it deserves to be left alone to die on it's own terms.

I mean, what if it is some wierd alien hybrid of deer. Or what if this particular critter is set to star in it's own B- movie where it infects the entire town with CWD turning us all into zombies.

Ok, so I watch too many horror movies...

What's In Your Mailbox...

Back in August, you may recall (no, you don't, no one goes over there) Kiki posted over on The Vault about our one customer and his strange sounding relationship with his new girlfriend.

Well, as time went on, we thought about Pat and his situation less and less. Everyone once in awhile, he would regale us with a new chapter, but we always had our doubts about this "relationship".

Well, this week Joe was talking about a customer. And just something rang famliar to Kiki and myself.

Upon further investigation, your intrepid heroes (Kiki, Joe and Myself) have concluded it is infact, the same man.

Kiki and I were sitting around discussing this last night, and my brief history with Pat. You see, he and went to high school together. While we were both kind of exiles, even I was cooler then this guy. So we didn't exactly run in the same circles. We are social but hardly friends.

At the end of this conversation, Kiki looked at me and said, "You really are going to be the only single girl at your high school reunion."

At this time, I am currently accepting applications to replace my work friend.

Attack Of The Sniffles....

Why is it that the common cold is the worst possible sickness known to man?

Give me the flu and 12 hours to sleep and I am good.

Give me a head cold, and I think the world is ending.

Rumor Has It....

I feel like being deviant today. So I present to you this rumor for your spreading enjoyment.

Kiki is pregnant with Graham's love child.

The Happiest Girl In Nowhere....

That's right, I am the happiest girl in Nowhere!!!

Mr and MrsGiggles stopped over on their way through town. I was pretty excited when she called and said they were a few mintues away. I scurried about the house picking up a few things.

They presented me with what I was assuming was a Christmas present. I promptly scolded her for breaking our 'no Christmas gifts' rule. I was overjoyed when I unwrapped it to see a picture frame with a picture of a stork on it. The writing on the picture reads this...

"Reserved for Baby Giggles, Expected to arrive August 11, 2005."

I was confused at first by the date, which should be 2006, by all was quickly forgotten when it sunk in.

I am soo happy for them!! They have these concerns about conception/pregnancy, I am hopeful for them and hope to be there every step of the way (well, in spirit of course. I don't think MrGiggles is going to give up his spot in the delivery room).

It's amazing. A new little life preparing to enter the world. I couldn't be happier for them. These are people that I think the world of and hope that their every dream comes true.

Now what to buy them...

Welcoming A New Guest...

So Xan came to stay with us for a bit. Things were not going so well for him over at his place with his roommate so he is staying with us for awhile. And it's not even the roommate, it's the creepy girl he had staying with him. She came for a couple of days, a couple of days turned into weeks and she is still there. She seems perfectly nice. But there is just something very odd about her, that you just can't put your finger on.

So far it's been nice having someone shop up with BAGS and BAGS of groceries, do a large portion of the cooking and dishes. A girl could get used to this.

Mr and MrsGiggles are stopping over tomorrow and I can't wait to see them!! It's been too long. I know I just saw them like a month ago...but it's always too long. I can't wait for them to be back in the Central WI area!

Alrighty kids, I am outta here!

New Blog(gers)....

So MrsGiggles has a new blog up and running. Baby! Oh, Baby! At which, she will share with us that trials and tribulations of conception. I can't believe she's not pregnant yet!!!

And to switch things up, we have an identity change in my world. Squidward from this day forth, will be known as Xan. Besides, it's less confusing for me that way. I don't know if we can expect to see a whole lot happen there, but we might see an appearance from time to time.

So there ya go, watch for the new links to appear on my sidebar.

A Whole Lotta Nothing...

So life hasn't been so exciting the last couple of days.

My Friday night was the most laid back it's been in months. No one came over, no one stayed up late....nothing.

I watched the last half of "The Dukes of Hazard". I am never going to get that 40 minutes back, am I? I promptly put in "Fight Club", to feel human again.

Since I haven't had a lot to say lately, I will regale you with things that have been said in my house that are kinda funny.

"I am not going to bite your brother's genitals."
-Mommy

"I can wag my tail better when my legs are closed."
-Kiki

"I am the Switerland of superheros."
-Mack

"Stop it, you are making my sandwich all wet."
-Annie

Take it for what it's worth. But at the time they were all funny.

Just Another Wednesday...

Not a whole lot to report on yesterday. Honestly, I don't remember Wednesday much.

I do know this....there was a Quarter Pounder involved somewhere.

I did see part of "National Lampoon's Christmas Vacation","Pirates of the Carribean", and "End of Days". But not an entire movie.

Tonight I think I am going to watch the MTV animated series Aeon Flux. You know, that thing the movie is based on. Wahoo....I'm pumped. But first I am going to clean the bathroom. Double Woo!

Pick-Up Line Thursday...

Editor's Note: Use at your own risk.

Have you ever kissed a rabbit between the ears? (Pull your pockets inside out....) Would you like to?

Where Are You Going?

Last night, when I went to pick Squidward up from work I saw a strange sight.

A family of deer was walking down the sidewalk in front of Joe's house. I wondered where they were headed.

I think they had a hankering for McDonalds.

Talk About Tuesday...

You wanna know how my Tuesday was? I woke up with a hang over.

That's right, I channelled my inner Kiki and had far too much to drink on a school night.

I had fun and I am feeling pretty good actually.

Happy Birthday ...

To Spanky, my oldest niece.

She turns 7 today.

Monday, Monday...

Monday was unevetful enough to not post about. So I wont.

Happy belated birthday to Ray-ray thou.

Cali Can Suck It...

Joe has an on-going series over at his place about the evils of Cailfornia. This started over talking about the joy's of winter. I like winter too, until it gets here. Well, it arrived.

Temp in sunny West Covina, CA - a balmy 51 degrees
Temp in frozen Nowhere, WI - a brisk -12 degrees (including windchill)

Are you kidding me? My heating bill can't take much more.

Conceding...

I am a Firefox user at home now.

Holiday Schmoliday...

Today the bank is making out our cards to send.

I have signed my name 200 times. I am going to start signing more fun names.

Happy Holidays,
Chequita

Sunday, Sunday, Sunday...

What did I do on Sunday?

Slept is what I did. I got up around 7, I went back to bed by 11, I got up at 11:30, and was back in by noon. And I stayed there until 3.30 in the afternoon. It was an ok way to spend the day.

Drug my ass outta bed, and headed over to the laundromat. Now, I haven't mentioned The Adventures of The Fluff and Fold in sometime. Because nothing was worth mentioning, honestly.

Well, yesterday changed all of that. There were these two horrible women there with 3 beautiful little girls in their charge. The little girls were scampering about entertaining themselves. See the laundromat is not a very interesting place for just about amyone other then myself. Well, everytime these girls would start to even a little entertain themselves, their 'providers' would just begin to scream at them in a rather unsettling fashion.

Thankfully, they did no stay long. However, they were replaced by "Onion Boy". And that shall be his super hero title. Never in my life have I encountered someone who smelled like day-old fried onions more then this young man. It was rather revolting actually. It takes awhile to create an aroma like that, and I give the guy credit for sticking with it.

The highlight of my night actually came when I was at Wal-mart. I ran into an old friend and her newborn (well, like 4 months). How beautiful this baby is! She is just breathtaking. Small talk was exchanged and I left feeling pretty good about things. Except, you know, I want to be a mommy a little more now.

The night wrapped up with Pineapple Chicken and Rice (Squidward can cook) and my electric blanket.

Max Bed Count: 2

Frozen Postal Workers...

If I get asked one more time...

"Cold enough for you?"

I am going to freak out!!! Seriously, where do they think we live???

It's WISCONSIN in DECEMBER. DEAL WITH IT!!!!

The Great Holiday Caper...

Saturday's main event was the obtaining of a Christmas tree. Annie and I bundled up and headed out in search of holiday perfection. We met up with Neckred and friend to stomp around in the woods for awhile.

After Annie had the boys knock down a tree only to discover, it was not perfect, she settled for semi holiday perfection.

The next few hours were spent decorating and such. Our house is alive with holiday spirit.

Then Squidward, Annie, Mack and I settled in for a little movie time to solidify the holiday spirit. The Devil's Rejects was not a good movie. Kiki totally warned me about this. I have seen worse movies thou (i.e. House of 1000 Corpses). Despite the fact that it was a bad movie, I dug it.

The night ended with a perfect cappucino and a warm blanket.

Max Bed Count: One.

What A Wierd Feeling...

It's 3.39 in the morning. I just had the best latte of my life and it came from a gas station.

It was $1.29.

Friday Fables...

Friday at work came and went without pause. We were unsupervised most of the morning. And it was good.

Friday night was quiet. I accompanied Kiki to make several large purchases. I will let her tell you what she bought, because I don't want to ruin it for her. But she spent ALOT!

The most eventful point of the night was the invention of "Strong Island Ice Teas". I am not really sure how Kiki makes all her money at the bar, because she can not make a Long Island's for nothing. But a Strong Island....she is all over that.

Laughs were had by all, but I wouldn't be doing the night justice if I left out the fact that the evening was overshadowed by a somber note.

But I will leave you with this.

MATERIAL!!!! She really is a material girl.

Max Bed Count...One.

Hi, My Name Is...

*cue Eminem song*

....broke. I just had to drain my savings to pay my bills.

I hate the 1st payday of the month.

Being an adult sucks.

Thursday Tales...

Not a whole lot to say about Thursday. It was uneventful.

The only thing worth mentioning is that I saw The Neverending Story for the first time. It was alright.

You see Squidward is on a personal mission to get me to see all of the 80's fantasy movies I missed out on. So I can expect things like Willow, The Labyrinth, Legend, etc.

Pleasing Kiki...

At Kiki's request, I am making up a story about yesterday's events.

My alarm went off right on schedule at 6 a.m. I climed out of bed and started on my daily routine. First up, feeding my Llama. That's right I said, llama. Her name is Lola. She's pretty. Well, she lives on a diet of eggplant and okra. You boil them in a vat of grease for 40 mins before serving it up.

So there I was, outside spoon-feeding Lola her mulch, and I see a funny fog drifting across the yard. I couldn't help but stare. It was so pretty, all glimmery and purple. And stinky!!! It smelled like cinnamon...and feet. It was not good.

Lola started freaking out as the fog encased us, my eyes got all blurry and my head began to pound. I ran for the door, feeling more like vomitting with every step. I slammed the door shut behind me. I ran for the shower, it felt like my skin was burning!!! I stepped in letting the cold water wash over me.

Chunks of my hair started falling out and clogging the drain. I couldn't pull the hair out to stop the shower from filling. I grabbed at the glass door and couldn't slide it open. I was trapped. I stood there as the water filled the shower, pounding on the door for help. No one was home, who did I think I was going to hear me.

Everything went black, I could feel my chest constricting. My head became heavy. There was no flashes of childhood memories, no warmth of a loved ones touch, no last kiss, no light. Just an empty sense of dark.

Suddenly, the glass gave and I fell out on to the bathroom floor gasping for air.


So there. I wasn't around yesterday because I died.

And I am full of shit
And I had wanted to do something way differnet with this...but I got bored.

Thursday Pick-Up Line...

Excuse me, ma'am, is that dress felt? Would you like it to be?

My Apologies...

Due to circumstances beyond my control, or completely in my control depending on how you look at it, I was not in a blogging place yesterday.

I will also not be blogging about yesterday's events.

But I will be right back tomorrow!