8/25/2010

There's a vug in our flue?

I was sleeping nicely on the couch last night and all of a sudden the hub came running down stairs looking out the basement window, alerting me that he is not going to kill or look for the thing that is in our chimney. I rub my eyes and look at him to make sure he isn’t walking in his sleep as he then tells me that there is either a huge monster in the chimney or that Cheryl’s house is on fire.

That’s lovely

Then he wants me to follow him upstairs so I can hear the sound..
Yea

Right!

Though, I did follow him upstairs since curiosity got the best of me, and plus once I started thinking about it, the fireplace is like right there, and I don’t want something to start banging on the door, and I don’t care how many of you say that it’s ok as long as the flue is closed… if that thing can get through the trap on the roof, then it can slither right through the flue, oh hell, it could probably open it himself.

I get upstairs and sit on the bed, waiting to hear the noise… nothing… no noise.. so then the hub thinks that I think that he is crazy. I go into the other room and lay down, while my imagination starts going a mile a minute and I refuse to stare into the full length mirror on the wall, thinking something is going to grab me.
Yes I have issues, leave me alone.
I’m laying there, almost asleep when the hub says, “Jess.. come here…”
Yea right…
I say
“No way, I’m scared!”
I continue to lay there, and of course that damn curiosity gets me again, and I go into the room, sit on the bed and listen…
And listen
And
OMG
I hear it…
It sounds like the crackling of fire while something with long nails is rubbing up along the house siding…
I don’t move…
It doesn’t make a sound like a screech, or a bird noise, so I have no idea what it could be and I wanted to put my ear along the wall so I could hear it better but I was certain it would take that time to throw itself at the wall, break through the wall and start flying at me.
This was 4 am
I went back to sleep around 5 am
I slept soundly..
I wasn’t in the same room as the monster…
The hub didn’t get any sleep.

8/16/2010

Kids and manners

So there was a picnic this past weekend. The children were awesome and the parents were so nice and grateful and even helped out with the events. But of course one child can ruin the entire day. Now you have to remember I take things personally and I look for people's reaction when I am doing something. I like to do a good job and do it well. I spend time, make diagrams and set up the event 4 hours prior so I can work out the kinks. That is how I am.

I care

So I was working my butt off, talking to the children, taking pictures, making sure that they all were having a good time, all the while this one child would follow me and berate the games, complain that his cotton candy wasn't large enough, expect people to wait on him hand and foot and intentionally LIED in order to get a cream soda. I knew he lied, and was not going to prove it to anyone, but I wanted to take that child and just tear him to sherds and make him cry!

I dont feel like that often.

I loved the children who came. The little girl who got her face painted like a dog, never stopped smiling, the boy who wanted to take off his shirt and jump in the pool that was holding the duck game. The boy who continued to bounce in the moon bounce after it was closed. I had fun looking at the event through their eyes.

Sometimes I wish I had more children.

I get over that quickly.

I love children.

I dispise when children are mean, and moody and have to have something to complain about. I actually did tell the one problem child that, he should be careful because if he complains about everything now, then he wont have anything to complain about when he gets older.

If looks could kill.

Someone needs a time out and it is not me.

The day went spectacular and I cannot wait to do it again.

The drink .. or rather drinks afterwards made me sleep like baby.

8/13/2010

Cucumber vinegar salad

I remember sneaking this from the refridgerator when I was a child. My mother would never share this and I grew to look it and associate it with summer and of course thiefing.

Cucumber Vinegar Salad
•3 cucumbers
•1 red onion
•1/2 cup white vinegar
•1/2 cup water
•1/3 cup sugar
•salt and pepper to taste
Start by taking a look at your cucumbers. If the skin is very tender, don’t bother peeling it. If it seems a little tough, you can either peel the whole cucumber or just take some of it off… I like to create a little stripe design lengthwise.

Slice the onion and cucumber both thinly and add them to a salad bowl. Get out a small bowl and pour the vinegar, water and sugar in it. Stir until all the sugar is dissolved. Add the salt and pepper and pour the mixture over the onion and cucumber slices. Cover your bowl with a lid, a plate or some plastic wrap and store it in the fridge for at least 2 hours or until you are ready to serve your salad. The longer it sits, the better the cucumber vinegar salad gets. I usually make it the night before or first thing in the morning. By dinner time it is absolutely perfect.

8/12/2010

Why I like Facebook/Why I dont like Facebook

I have fallen in love with Facebook since I have been on it. Of course there are times when I want to throw it out the winodw because they have to change the format of the home page or others as much as MSN. If it works there is no reason to change it! They havent changed it for awhile now and I hope it stays.
I can do everything on this site. I can tell everyone when I have to go to the bathroom, when I can't sleep and what I ate for dinner. I can show people random pictures of vacations and even tag people in very unflattering pictures of themselves, and I can show everyone what foods I have been eating by taking pictures with my cell phone and posting them right away. I can share everything from favorite links to my bra size.
I can stalk people that I know, but dont want to be friends with, by reading all of my friends friends walls. Yes this takes some time, but how gratified do you feel after reading about the bitch who called you names in elementary school is now poor and using food stamps. Not that I am dogging out food stamps, I used them.. but I also love Karma. I love going through peoples walls and see how many friends that they have, and seeing if by chance they stole friends from my wall LOL.
I love how I can read when others are eating, using the restroom or getting ready to go out. I can then plan my night of omg I can't leave I ran into you here LOL how random is that, then we become fast friends and you share your millions of dollars with me. I love that you can gamble with fake money, you can have your own Mob, farm, restaurant, fishtank and zoo. I am sure that there are others. When a new game pops up like for example, Frontierville you and your friends tell one another that there is no way you can find time to do another game and how there is no way you can even manage it. Then you go home and start playing it and not posting everything so your friends dont think that you are on Facebook 24 hours a day doing some sort of virtual farming, killing etc. Then about a week later you are hooked, I can look at my facebook wall and see at any time of the day or night these people who are constantly posting things to share and I want so bad to press the button and accept the tools, feathers, cow, ugly duckling, and I try not too, I look away saying I am not going to start playing since i have dinner to prepare, showers to take. If I spent as much time as I do on facebook in the evenings at the pool, I would be walking down the street and having people shove hamburgers in my mouth for being so thin.

Things I dont like about facebook...

8/11/2010

I have some word today

I have had a boring non eventful summer so far and have nothing funny to write about.

I could write about the woman who really needs to start wearing a shirt at the Moose. I can’t talk about it anymore, because every time I think of her, I want to throw up a little bit in my mouth.

That’s lovely


I could write about my dysfunctional home life right now, Bryant is all upset because he is learning that even though you did the right thing, you are going to get screwed. I get to hear it from both sides, and I am about ready to tell the both of them that I can leave, it’s not like I haven’t done it before. This time I am not taking anyone with me.

I could tell you how exciting my classes are going, that I am rocking with the GPA, but things on that front are slow. My enrollment counselor thinks that he can call me at all hours of the day and have a 20 minute conversation with me. I know you are bored dude. He knows more about my life than my husband. Although, every since I faxed him a copy of my passport, he hasn’t called back. I feel like I am online dating again LOL. I did however send him a copy of my not needed driver’s license so that he knew I really did not look like the passport picture. It is really bad.


I could tell you about the awesome meatball sub I had last night, but then I will just be hungry.

I could take a picture for Wordless Wednesday, but then hence the title I would not be able to write anything.

I need some focus and writing ideas. I have had some much time go into the growing chapters of a book I am writing that my creative thinking has greatly diminished.


A lot of me, and there is a lot, has been thinking what I am going to do with myself when B moves out, goes on with his life and starts one on his own. I am no longer going to be needed, well until he has grandkids anyways and even though I enjoy the idea, I am not in any hurry to have the house smelling like dirty diapers and babies crawling amuck.
I have thought about becoming that mother in the book, I Love You Forever, and following my son where ever he goes, crawl into his bedroom window and rock him like a baby. Now, while reading that as a young mother, yes I would cry, but then I would start freaking out because that mother was a stalker. She followed him everywhere. Rocked him, sang to him. Something is wrong with this picture. I did not want to obligate myself to having to climb on a ladder to soothe him. Also, where was the wife in this picture, shouldn’t she be a little bit upset over her mother in law climbing through a window into their bedroom??

And with that I leave you for I must work!

8/05/2010

Wordless Wednedsay - a bit late!




Things you never want to happen...

So I have been out of town because of work and I have been loving every day of it. BUT
My son who is at home, also had some joy this week... he got into his first car accident. It was nothing major someone hit him from behind, but it was the fact that I was not there that hit me like a ton of bricks.
Then I realized how well I have raised him and how great he is going to be.
I called him shortly after I heard what happened, he couldnt talk because he was on the phone with the police, and he would call me back. He is 17, he sounded like he was 37. Very mature and took the reins and did the right thing. He called Brian, and then the police, police came out and said, no more monkeys jumping on the bed.. remember that song??
Okay well anyways, police said that they are not going to file a report since both of the cars are driveable and to exchange information and be on their way. He handled the entire situation like he has been through it a million times.

We have drilled in his head many times of what to do and to tell us right away. He did exactly what he was taught. A million lectures of trust, honestly and reliability came to a head this week and I am very thankful for him being well, him!

That was the only time I talked to him this week. We have emailed, but I can tell he is getting older and more mature. Oh I have no idea what I am going to do when he leaves the house, besides turning his room into a sewing and scrapbooking room, omg I cannot wait!!!!

I think that is the only thing keeping me from bawling my eyes out.. omg scrapbooking and sewing oh my!