Slow drivers are a pain in my ass

Ok, so there's very little I hate more than tailgaters. And I certainly hate it when I realize I'm doing it myself. But today I just couldn't help it. I was cruising along, going my usual 10 over on my last stretch of the drive home, right? Right. Well, I get through the 2nd to the last light before I have to turn off of this road. I'm coming up on a car in the left lane and a van in the right. The van is slightly ahead of the car but the cars gaining on it, slowly but surely. So I put on my signal and get over to the left lane long before I should even begin to have to put on my brakes. I'm getting closer and closer to the car and when I'm practically right on top of it I finally notice that it's no longer gaining on the van. It's front end is nose to ass with the van (you know what I mean).

So I get close but still a respectable distance away. But close enough to let them know I want to get past so either speed up and get over or slow down and get over, right? Right. But no, this dumb ass stays right where he is so I get a little closer and a little closer to encourage him doing one or the other. Eventually I can't get any closer for him to do anything else BUT to speed up and get over. But nope no way.

The speed limit is 55, this dumbass was doing maybe 53. I was not a happy camper.

Very steadily the van started inching ahead. I thought about getting over but figured I better wait to make sure they'll even get ahead enough for me to go around. It did and two other cars actually did go around but by that time I was so pissed at the asshat in front of me I stayed where I was. I did back off enough to a pretty respectable distance but was still too close for the speeds we were going. Good thing there was no one else around I could've darted into the right lane if I needed to.

People, if you're going to only go the speed limit or under it even, get the fuck over into the right lane. That's what it's there for.

Media quote of the day:

When I drive that slow, you know it's hard to steer.
And I can't get get my car out of second gear.

I can't drive 55
No, no no,
I can't drive...
(I can't drive 55)
I can't drive...
(I can't drive 55)
I can't drive 55

I can't drive 55 - Sammy Hagar

Head banging

So I banged my forehead at 4:30 today. We have a paper shredder in our office. You know, get rid of all that money stuff. Although I can't believe they don't have a confetti kind, it's just the strip kind which is really pretty silly. Oh well.

Anyway. . . I usually push the shredded stuff down when it starts to get pretty full and I use my right hand to do it. Logistically it just makes sense. But for some reason I used my left hand this afternoon and when I stood back up I sort of swung to the right and up. Hit my forehead on the corner of the cabinets that are right there. It didn't really hurt much though. A little bit later I decided to take a look and see if I had a knot forming and I look in my mirror and see blood. So I go to the bathroom and right at the hairline there's a little scrape that's bleeding. The tiny knot is on the forehead itself. So I looked back at the cabinet and sure enough the door is just slightly open so that must have done the scraping.

It still didn't hurt though so that's good. Well, not until now anyway. Now there's a just a dull ache there so I guess I'll take something for it.

Media quote of the day:
Bang your head
Metal health'll drive you mad!

Bang Your Head - Quiet Riot

Review

So I had my 3 month review on Friday. Forgot to mention it in my update.

It went very well, better then I expected actually. There wasn't one negative thing said. I was very pleased that they are very pleased with me. The raise was about what I expected. It seemed low at first but then I got to thinking that many people, including myself, have gotten the same raise after a full year of working. So to get this after only 3 months is really pretty good and I'm happy with it.

Alright, gotta go. Pretty Boy is begging for some attention and so is H Ditty. He's getting ready for our 2nd family counseling session tonight and would like me to go talk to him while he's upstairs.

Have a great day all.

Sorry, no media quote, couldn't think of anything.

Weekend Update

Wow, so let's see. This is the first chance I've had to get on here since Wednesday night. Thursday right after work I met HD over at his mom's house for dinner and we didn't get home until 11:00. Friday right after work we went to see his nephew play soccer and were invited over to my mom's house to hang out around a fire. But after soccer we were both too wiped out to go anywhere else but home. Watched a couple shows and crawled into bed around 11ish.

Saturday he went to work and I slept in a little bit. I was going to go do some shopping and when I got outside to hit the first place I decided that was the only place I was gonna go. Had to get cat food. It was such a beautiful day out that I decided to come home and mow the lawn. But while I was at the vets getting the food HD called from work asking me to go to Home Depot and check out a tool box he's been wanting. So I did that and then came home and mowed the lawn. I just walked in the back door when I heard my Nextel's alert going off. He was worried about his mom and sister. He'd been trying to get a hold of them for most of the day and no one was answering, then he tried me and I wasn't answering. He wanted me to go over to his mom's to make sure everything was ok. Which it was, his mom's phone was turned off and charging and his sister's was on the silent mode.

I planned on leaving and going back home so I could take a shower and come on here but his mom wanted to talk to me. She wanted to let me know that she had been a little uncomfortable with me being at the counseling session on Tuesday. But she said it didn't make sense since she considers me family and has no problem with me knowing anything. But it just felt weird saying things out loud to a stranger and also in front of me. She was worried about what I would think of her as a mother. But we're all good now and she's ok with me going. We ended up talking until H Ditty called to say he was heading home with dinner in hand so I had to leave.

Today I slept in again, a little later than yesterday. Man did it feel good, I didn't want to get up at all. But I did and finally did the grocery shopping. Last night HD wanted me to watch the 2nd season of the British version of The Office because he already has and he wants to watch the special. But I didn't want to watch it last night so I promised I'd watch it today. So rather than sit outside enjoying the weather while catching up on Clan of the Cave Bear I had to sit inside watching the show. I enjoyed it, but it's not half as good as our version. But now here it is almost 6:00 and I'm just now able to update and go to some of the blogs I read.

Which I'm gonna get to before he gets home.

Media quote of the day: You grow up, you work half a century, you get a golden handshake, you rest a couple of years and you're dead. And the only thing that makes that crazy ride worthwhile is 'Did I enjoy it? What did I learn? What was the point?' That's where I come in. You've seen how I react to people, make them feel good, make them think that anything's possible. If I make them laugh along the way, sue me. And I don't do it so they turn round and go 'Thankyou David for the opportunity, thankyou for the wisdom, thankyou for the laughs.' I do it so, one day, someone will go 'There goes David Brent. I must remember to thank him.' - David Brent - The Office

Taxes, Counseling, Birthday

Well, we got the taxes done and if you didn't read my comment in the last post, we actually ended up with a refund. I really and truly thought we were going to have to pay. So although I hate having to pay so many damn taxes throughout the year I really like the refund we get. We usually get a decent amount and end up buying something we've been wanting and putting off because it's too expensive. This year we're paying off his camera. He bought a really nice one last year from Best Buy using their 12 months same as cash deal and it needs to be paid by July before interest starts up. So the refund will be paying that off.

We did end up having to pay the State though, but not a whole lot, so I'm ok with that.

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So he was able to convince his sisters and mom to start counseling with him. Tuesday night was the first night. I decided to go along. I wasn't sure if I should but I am part of the family, I'm one of the people his mom talks to when she needs to vent and I could use it anyway. But I still wasn't sure how they'd take it. Both his sisters seemed just fine but I got a little vibe from his mom when she turned the corner into the waiting room and saw me. Afterward when she was strapping the car seat into the car H Ditty, me and his youngest sister were outside on the other side of the car where mom couldn't hear us. His sister said that mom seemed pissed or at the least, upset. I asked her to find out if it was at least partly due to me being there. She wasn't pissed off that I was there but was uncomfortable apparently. Didn't quite feel good about saying some things with me there. Although I can't understand why since, like I said, she'll tell me all kinds of things any other time.

But since this all came about because of the issues with his sisters and mom I'm going to politely step back and not go anymore. I told HD that we'll see how things go and then maybe he and I could have our own sessions. If it'll help his mom feel more comfortable without me there then I don't need to be there.

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Today is his other sister's birthday. She turned 29 and says she will remain that age for a long time to come. We hung out with her and her boyfriend over at her and H Ditty's dad's house. Just got home from there about 20 minutes ago. I'm very tired but don't feel like going to bed yet. I really hate that. It's only because I haven't spent any time relaxing in my own home so it doesn't feel right just hopping into bed already. But there's things I have to do before I can do that anyway so I guess I better quit rambling here and get on with it.

Media quote of the day:
You say it's your birthday
It's my birthday too, yeah
They say it's your birthday
We're gonna have a good time
I'm glad it's your birthday
Happy birthday to you

Birthday by Lennon and McCartney

Taxes, gotta hate 'em

Yep, that's right, we still haven't done our taxes. I've told you before, we are the King and Queen of procrastination. I'm just sitting here waiting for H Ditty to get home from work so we can eat and then get 'em done. This year we have an excuse, unlike all the years before. We'll have to pay this time so it makes complete sense to wait until the last minute.

So let's see what's been happening in my world.

Oh yeah, my last post was last Wednesday. Turns out that the fight between his sister and mother made his mother come stay with us for the night because sister wouldn't go back home if their mom was going to be there. Poor thing, I gave her a big hug and told her I loved her when she walked in the door.

Thursday we took his other sister out to dinner and discussed some of what's been going on. Also discussed her ticket that she just got.

Friday we stayed home, can't remember what we did though, probably watched tv. Oh yeah, now I remember. I had a migraine all day and as soon as I walked in the door I laid down on the couch next to him on his computer. Didn't sit up until close to 8 when we finally decided to eat something.

Saturday was spent doing things that needed doing to get ready for our last poker game. It was also the BIG game. I came in 3rd. H Ditty went out 2nd which placed him at 6th place. Oh well, it was fun.

Sunday we did nothing but sit around all day. Well, he worked on a dvd for little sis. He was trying to make a movie/slide show of the pictures he took last Sunday. That took him all afternoon into the night which is why we didn't do our taxes last night.

So back to those, he just walked in the door, we decided what we're eating and I gotta go to let him on here to do his thing before we start on the damn things.

Have a great night all.

Media quote of the day: Render unto Caesar the things which are Caesar’s, and unto God the things that are God’s - Jesus Christ - Matthew 22:21

Merry Christmas

Merry Christmas ya'll!! I swear it looked like a picture postcard of Christmas out there today. We got more out where I work than here at home which I thought was weird. Normally we get more here because of lake effect snow. There's a good chance of getting at least another inch overnight and possibility of more later in the week. It sure is pretty but I could do without it, that's for sure.

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So H Ditty had to go to his mom's house right after work. His sister (the new mom) was throwing a fit earlier and his mom called and asked him to come over to help diffuse the situation. By the time he got there she (sister) was gone with the baby to some friend's house nearby. I told him to call me, let me know how things are. Also to ask his mom if she'd like to go out to dinner to try to take her mind off of the bullshit, but no call. It's a good thing I nibbled on some stuff when I first got home. But I'm getting hungry again. I guess I'll give him a call, find out how long he'll be.


There are times people, there are times....


This about sums little sis up on many occasions

Media quote of the day:
I was justified when I was five
Raising cane, I spit in your eye
Times are changing, now the poor get fat
But the fever's gonna catch you when the bitch gets back

Eat meat on Friday that's alright
Even like steak on a Saturday night
I can bitch the best at your social do's
I get high in the evening sniffing pots of glue

I'm a bitch, I'm a bitch
Oh the bitch is back
Stone cold sober as a matter of fact
I can bitch, I can bitch
`Cause I'm better than you
It's the way that I move
The things that I do

I entertain by picking brains
Sell my soul by dropping names
I don't like those, my God, what's that
Oh it's full of nasty habits when the bitch gets back

Our Niece

Here she is, the newest member of our clan. She was born at 12:22am Friday the 6th of April. She was 7lbs 2oz and 20 inches.

This is her cousin, who just turned 5 in March.

And this is me holding her. She looks like she's smiling.

Media quote of the day:
I hear babies crying, I watch them grow
They'll learn much more than I'll never know
And I think to myself what a wonderful world

What a Wonderful World
Louis Armstrong

Happy Easter

Happy Easter to those of you celebrate it and to those of you who don't, Happy Sunday.


My family doesn't celebrate the holiday. We haven't since we were all still kids and then it was more just for the hiding of the eggs and baskets and such. HD's family always gets together and has a big dinner. I haven't made up my mind yet if I'm going to his grandma's or not without him. There's still a chance that he could go. He hasn't gotten up yet this morning so I don't know how his eyes are. Yesterday they were barely pink, basically they just looked a little bloodshot. His cold is almost gone. He mostly coughs when he's talked for quite a bit. If he doesn't talk, like when he's watching a movie, he doesn't cough at all. So by the time we should be heading over there he may be well enough to go. If not, I'd have to go by myself and leave him here all alone.

I've gone to his family's events and gone out to their social events without him many many times over the years. But this time I don't feel right doing it. I'd be seeing our niece without him, and since she's his blood relative it just doesn't seem right. I know it's a silly thing but it's how I feel. And, again, I'd be leaving him here all alone. Every time I've done those events without him it's because he was either working or sleeping because he was going to work that night. It was never because he wasn't feeling well. I'd be thinking about him here by himself. Now he'd be just fine because he'd be able to be on his computer playing his games with his friends without once thinking he should get off to spend time with me. So it's not like he'd be moping around thinking poor me or anything. But still, he's not able to see his brand new neice and that's just sad.

Media quote of the day: It all started when the first present was given by the Pilgrims a long, long time ago. After that, everybody started giving presents... even the Easter Bunny started giving them 'til Santa slapped him with a lawsuit. - Angelica in The Rugrats.

I don't know, I guess I'll make the decision later when I'd have to start getting ready to go.

Nothing Much

So, he has a cold and pink eye now. Has it in both eyes. So far so good in me not getting it, he's had it since Tuesday and I've been checking my eyes constantly but nothings happened with 'em yet. He went to the doctor to confirm yesterday and she told him that if I didn't already have it then I will. Now I'm all paranoid. I wasn't before, since my eyes remained clear I was confident nothing was gonna happen. Now any little thing makes me think, "Yep, getting it now." My eyes had more goop then normal this morning when I first woke up so I thought it then of course, but they're still clear. Knock on wood for me people.

His youngest sister had her baby just after midnight Thursday night. She was 7lbs 8oz and 20 inches long. We haven't seen them yet because of him being sick and all. Normally we go to his grandma's for Easter but unless he's doing much better by tomorrow we still won't see them.

Nothing much else has been going on lately. At least nothing that I can write about on here, it involves the same sister and her snotty ways towards their mother. I'm gonna leave it at that. Because although they don't know about this site I still don't want to write about family that way, mainly in case they ever do find out about it and then read what I've written. I don't want to hurt feelings and/or cause problems between H Ditty and them.

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Crybaby says Hi. He's up here on the desk and went to lay down in between my arms and one of his big paws swiped across the keyboard.

So that's it, short and sweet today. Maybe I'll have something better tomorrow, we'll see.

Media quote of the day: I'm going to sing something, something hillbilly, something colored, something my daddy would have loved. - Jonny Depp as Cry-Baby

My poor hubby is sick

Poor H Ditty, he's all sick and coughy and stuff. He's gotten a cold twice now in the past 4 months or so. I'm usually the one getting sick. We've switched roles though, I haven't been sick since last summer, I think. It's been awhile anyway. Yesterday he sounded and felt better but today he's back down for the count. Oooh, speaking of down for the count the new Ultimate Fighter reality show starts tomorrow and a, hopefully, kick ass fight will be on Saturday on Pay-Per-View. Can't wait. But I digress. He's in bed right now saying he wants to get up so he can go to bed at a decent hour tonight but he's not moving like he really wants to get up.

I don't think I ever mentioned this before but he's taking a Spanish class. Hmmm, now that I write that it seems like maybe I did tell ya'll this. Oh well. So he's taking the class to help with his work since he has to deal with the public and our town is getting more and more Spanish speaking people either living here or at least driving through every year. For his class today he had to do a presentation (yep, I mentioned it because I bragged how he was so sweet in one of his presentations) on something Spanish related. One of the options was to see a Spanish language film. He went to see Pan's Labyrinth yesterday afternoon. I was jealous and asked if he'd go to the later showing with me instead and he ended up going to both showings. He had to say things about the differences in our cultures, etc. I haven't talked with him yet about how it went so I couldn't tell you. Anyway, that was a long ass paragraph just to say I went to see the movie that should have won best Foreign Film at the Oscars. But noooo, that German movie had to. Blah! I once again say....if it's still playing in your area and you haven't seen it yet it, hell even if you have, GO SEE THIS MOVIE!! You will not be disappointed.

Last year we went to The Mexican Fine Arts Center Museum, it was really nice and very informative. He did his presentation on some boys that gave up their lives trying to defend their school, as in the movie Taps in a way. He got an A on that one but then he was able to do it in English since it was a 1st year class. The one today had to be in Spanish and they're only in their 3rd year, they haven't learned all the tenses, etc. yet.

The dinner timer just went off a few minutes ago so I went to check on the food and then him. He had rolled over and pulled the covers over his head, I guess he's done for the night.

I am not ashamed to admit that I will cook up Hamburger Helper from time to time. Normally we do the Cheeseburger Macaroni. This time I decided to try the Bacon Cheeseburger. It's not bad, I don't taste any bacon but it's still pretty good. I'm gonna go finish my dinner now.

Media quote of the day: Honor doesn't count for shit when you're looking at a dead little boy. - Brian Moreland (played by Timothy Hutton) in Taps

He's Home

The Brat Prince is back home. I tried to get some good pictures of his urn but I'm no photographer, maybe I can get H Ditty to take some better ones and I'll put those up, if not, these'll have to do.

This one is my favorite of the three.

He used to sit like this quite a bit. When the girl brought the book to us for us to choose which urn we wanted she opened it up and this was on the 1st page. We both at the same time pointed and said, "That's the one." Then she started flipping saying, "Are you sure you don't want to look at any of the others." We decided to go ahead and look and there were two at the end of the book that were nice. They were made of marble, one was a kitty laying in a curled position and the other was a kitty sitting up but not in this position. We agreed that this was the correct one for him. It most resembles what he looked like in life. It's made of bronze and it's heavy.

Our baby is home where he belongs.

Red Dots

So I had a doctor's appointment yesterday morning. A dermatologist doctor. Luckily all is well. Years ago I noticed a small red spot/dot on my arm. As time went on I got more and more red spots but I'd check online for skin diseases/cancers but nothing ever looked like what I had. But this last year a shit load of them showed up on my stomach and chest but they still didn't look like any cancer. But since so many showed up so quickly I decided to finally go see a doctor. As the week went on and my appointment got closer I started to freak out. Although I didn't really think I had any kind of skin cancer I still started to worry. I made HD come in the room with me just in case. I can't remember the name of it but basically it's just broken blood vessels. They're genetic so I guess some of my family has 'em but I've never asked any so I have no clue on that. But it's all good now, no more worries.

We went to see Blades of Glory on Friday. That was an absolutely ridiculous movie but it was funny as hell. We were laughing throughout the whole thing. If you like stupid movies then I say you really need to go see this movie and have a good time.

Oh my God! The shit that Matt Stone and Trey Parker come up with is pretty ingenious. HD's watching South Park right now and the Scientology one is playing right now. Too damn funny.

Anyway I'm beginning to bore myself and I'm paying more attention to South Park than anything else so I guess I'm gonna go.

Media quote of the day:
Oh, my God, we killed Kenny. - Stan (said with a sigh)
We killed Kenny? Kyle (shouting)
Yup. We're bastards. - Stan