A big THANK YOU to Robin.
I recieved your package of Starburst today. I'll take out Pudd'ns favorites and give the rest to his class room. Others are not as picky on what flavor they get, as long as it is candy.
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Monday, July 31, 2006
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Ack!
Why does it take so long for the body to heal as you get older? I had a massage on Friday and I'm just NOW starting to feel better from it. Why am I so knotted up? It hurt my neck to even wear a necklace this weekend. I'm really irritated that I was in that accident. That lady sure screwed up my life right now. Blah! I keep asking my self "what was the lesson here?" Don't eat so much fast food? I'm just sitting there, minding my own buisness and she comes barreling in to me. I still get back flashes and I'm uber paranoid about people behind me now. I am having fun with the rental short bus they gave me. So many fun bells & whistles. Poor Goat Puppy got car sick yesterday and puked all over my house and yard. My next home will definitly have hard wood or tile flooring. I refuse to have carpet any more.
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Sunday, July 30, 2006
And via Lil' Toni a link to send support to a wounded Marine. If you have the time, drop this young man a card to help cheer him up.
http://fuzzilicious.blogspot.com/2006/07/help-wounded-marine.html
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*UPDATE*~~~~~They would like you to send a birthday card to this young lady. Ugh, I should know better than to drink & blog.
Do you have a penny to spare? If so, send it with a nice get well card to this little girl. I got this site via the lovely Lisa over at Lemons & Lollipops. http://practigal.typepad.com/practigal/2006/07/havent_we_all_r.html#comment-20432245
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Good times, great friends and a house full of little dogs.........
My witchie friends came over last night. They brought their dogs too......5 dogs total plus my two. It was mini dog park at my casa last night. And it seemed every dog was hell bent on shitting all over my yard. No sooner than you'd get a pile picked up, some one else was shitting or pissing on something. It was like they all held it in until they got to my place. Then we were attacked by flys! This is the worse year yet that we have had them. We actually had to go sit in my hot little house until the sun went down. Athena & I started a compititon to see who could kill the most flies. I killed 20 to her 2. Then the dogs started fighting over Goat Puppy's chew toys. It was hysterical. Dogs barking, snarling and owners yelling. Hearing the commotion the pizza boy had the most comical look on his face when he delievered the pizza. Finally everything settled down and we got to sit out side and relax. I whipped out a few tarot readings after the divine Ms. M mixed me a drink. That girl knows how to pour a good one! It was a good time and great to see everyone.
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Friday, July 28, 2006 Oh you Wicked Wanda Waaaaaaay back when I was just a young lass, I aquired the nick name "Wicked Wanda". How you ask barflys? Good question. Either Penthouse or Playboy used to have a cartoon about a voluptuous, black haired vixen that wore black books. My friend Mitch started calling me "Wicked Wanda" because.....well......I was voluptous, had dark hair and I wore black boots. I used to love to call Spaz at her old job and when they'd ask "who's calling", I of course would say "Wicked Wanda". The receptionist used to get such a kick out of that. The nick name has stuck with my Michigan friends. So when I went out to the store today and saw they had Halloween decorations out, I had to go check them out. Imagine my delight when I came across this sign!!!! I HAD to have it! Spaz got a good laugh out of it when I sent her a photo of it. Now I just have to email one off to Mitch.
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Thursday, July 27, 2006
My house is too quiet.
I miss Pudd'n. I dropped him off at my mom's earlier this morning because there was a lot I wanted to get done around the house. I got most of it accomplished before my back started acting up. So I took a shower and layed down to read a book. The book is finished, my house semi clean and too damn quiet. I miss my son. Steve and I are suppose to go out tonight to the harbor for some calamari. Maybe we can take the Goat Puppy with us. The short bus was taken in to the shop on Tues, but won't be looked at until tomorrow. They've given me a 06 short bus and this thing is niiiiiiiiice. No puke stains in it what so ever (like mine has).
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SCORE!!!!
Last night when went to visit our friend Rita; we made our usual stop at a gas station so Pudd'n could pick out some treats. He always get a root beer and a pack of Starburst. Well, this week they had the OLD flavors! I bought the entire box.
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Tuesday, July 25, 2006
I should be passed out in bed. But now I am over tired and wired up.
The witches are coming this weekend. Well I should say the witches and one tree hugger. Dru just celebrated a birthday and we need some cake! And drunken tarot card readings of course.
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Pudd'n has been up since 3 am.
It's flipp'n HOT today again. It would not be so bad if there was no humidity. I got the short bus in for repairs and they gave me a 06 short bus to drive. The side windows go down and Pudd'n thinks thats just "the shit". He was such an angel while shopping I took him to his favorite place to eat. Now I'm trying to get up the strength to take him to the pool. I'm tired, hot, cranky and so is my poor child. Blah!
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Monday, July 24, 2006
Lisa provided me with a link for those who would like to express through email to the people at Starburst how important it is to bring back Tropical punch and Kiwi banana flavors.
http://www.starburst.com/index.jsp Thanks for providing the link Lisa and thank you Dana for offering to call. It got through my thick skull that if you were willing to call, maybe some others would too. So I hit up everyone in my address book. My friend Rita even forwarded to the people in her book. I just may get those flavors back for my boy with the help of some great friends.
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Starburst Candies is screwing with my little autistic world. They have "new tropical flavors". They replaced two "old" flavors and put in two new ones. Can you guess which flavors they ditched? Yep, Pudd'ns favorites. That is the only candy he'll eat and it's only those two flavors. Those were the best motivators for speech and other things to get him to comply. I called the company and lodged a complaint. If they get enough complaints, they may bring back the "old" flavors.
*heavey sigh*
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Sunday, July 23, 2006  How hot was it yesterday? Damn hot let me tell you! This photo of the Goat Puppy was taken at 6:30 pm last night in an air conditioned room. Poor thing was panting up a storm. We don't have central a/c, but we do have two room a/c. One in the living room (where this was taken) and one in Pudd'ns room. It was so unbearable last night when we went to bed, we had two fans on us and every window in the house opened up.
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It seems our neighbor Mr. Hrndez had a warrent for his arrest. What kind I don't know. Steve was able to find a little blurb on line about Friday nights festivities. I'm going to have to wait for our little local paper to come out to hopefully find out more information.
Sorry Eric, no guns were fired. But they were damn impressive looking!
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Friday, July 21, 2006
The phone rings, it is my darling half sister.
DS: Hey! What are you up to? Me: you are never going to believe this! I had the swat team in my yard! DS: Huh? Me: Swat team! Sheriffs! Automatic rifles! DS: Moooooooommmmmmm! Maeve had the swat team in her yard! Step Mom yells in back ground: Maeve! What did you do this time! Me: Honest! it wasn't my fault! I didn't do it!!! Geez! Family! Feel the love! My step mom used to be a nurse at a local jail house. I used to love the stories she had about the inmates and the crazy shit they'd try and pull. You don't screw with my step mom. She's tiny, but fearless.
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 And how is YOUR weekend going? I left my house at 3:30 to pick up Babs. I notice 4 cop cars on a side street as I leave. At 4:40 Steve gets home and calls me. Apparently at the house directly behind us, there is a swat team and sheriffs! They have guns drawn and are trying to talk Mr. H to come out with his hands up. By the time I get home at 6pm there are fire trucks, ambulances and the side street is blocked off. Everyone here in the village is hanging about. Steve takes me in to our back yard to show me. I snap these photos and this guy asked me to get down. Not 10 minutes later there is a knock at our gate. I thought I was going to get in trouble, but it turned out the swat team wanted to sit on my roof!!! Goat Puppy is all excited because he thinks he has new friends to play with. Steve grabs a ladder and just as the guys start to climb, the guy gives up! They then spend the next 20 minutes getting him arrested. The 3 swat guys watched from the same vantage point I just had. Babs is trying to find out on line just what all this was about. Just Damn!
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 Here are the other cops. You can't see them, but there are two more guys with automatic rifles on the other side of the white truck.
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Ugh.
Yesterday I ate crappy foods all day and now I'm feeing the effects of it. We went our for some dinner and a movie. We went to Stadium because they had good bread pudding and a nice happy hour menu. We've eaten there before and enjoyed it. Not any more. We walk in and the music is blaring. Mind you, there were only 4 people in the whole large bar including ourselves. No need for it to be loud so we asked for it to be lowered. The waitress was more interested in socializing then making sure our dining expierence was good. Hell, I had to go get my own damn menus! The food was crappy, the buffalo wings were like jerky and when she finally brought out dessert it was cold. Cold bread pudding is gross. We asked her to take it off the bill and we left. Oh yeah, when Johnny Cash came on, the music got suddenly even lower. I don't know what the hell they were playing before, but they obviously had no taste in music if they lower o'l Johnny! Since we both still had a sweet tooth, we went for some ice cream and then to see the new pirates movie. We really enjoyed the special effects. It was amazing and cannot wait for the 3rd installment. Today is the last day of school! I made it with out beating some children that desperetly needed it. I'm just glad it's all over.
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Wednesday, July 19, 2006
I'm looking forward to a nice evening home with my boys when the phone rings.
Slappy needs me to come in, his kid can't make it. Turns out there is a concert in town and all the resturants are at this venue hocking their wares to intice new customers. Slappy takes our cheif and heads on out. Leaving me with 2 cooks that DONT speak English and a credit card machine that does not work. Fuuuuuuuuucccccckkkkkkkkk! Mariano thougt he'd be cute and ask me to speak only Spanish. I told him "fuck you, I've worked with you for 4 years, speak ENGLISH". The repair man came for the credit card machine and was able to fix it. I fixed him one of my kick ass margaritas. He stayed for dinner and another drink. Then this body builder guy came in and his date kept him waiting over an hour. I could smell her perfume over the sauteed onions & garlic. She looked like a walking barbie doll. Lucky for me, they were nice, polite and tipped well. Now it is time for me to crawl in to bed and fight pudd'n for my spot.
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What would you do?
Yesterday before I went in to work, I stopped by the mail box place to mail off a package to my new adopted soldier. I've known the owner of this shop for 4 years now and he's a very nice man. He's also worn a toupee ever since I've known him. It's one of those nicer kind, that you really don't notice it until you get stand in front of him. It's been a while since I've seen him and when I walked in, I saw he was no longer wearing the rug. What do you say? Do you say "nice change"? or something like that.? I just kept complete eye contact while chatting with him.
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Tuesday, July 18, 2006
Tonight one of our local resturants was closed due to what ever.
So everyone came to our little corner of SJC. Yours truly was elbow deep in making caddy margaritas, lemon drops and cosmos. I don't want to see either of those drinks for a verrrrrrry looooong time.
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All you have to do to change your life is to change your mind.
I have to keep reminding myself to focus on what I do want. Not what I don't want. Some days it is not so easy to do that. Pudd'n had a good day in school and that makes me very happy. He even signed "good morning" to the teacher! And at lunch he signed "help" when he wanted help opening one of his goodies in his lunch box. Before you know it, he'll be signing one of mommy's words "fuck you". Just kidding. I say goddamn it more than I say fuck you.
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Thank you everyone for your kind words.
I'm feeling a bit better today. Some days it just gets to be too much. You jump through hoops and do your best. But you still feel like you are not doing enough. It always feels that you are not doing enough and you are just too tired to feel like trying any more. And when I'm talking about one way relationships, that covers family and friends. I'm also worried about the van. We are worried that the damage will be more than what the van is worth. I know for a fact we can't handle a car payment! I'm STILL waiting for a damn adjuster. State F. called yesterday to inform me that since Ms.M (the lady that hit me) had purchased the extra insurance on the rental car she was in when she hit me, THEY will be taking care of everything. So I'm suppose to wait for THEIR adjuster to call. I asked for a phone number to hopefully expidite things. I'm paying out of pocket for my medical right now and I just want to get the van fixed. They give me a number, but it is no help. Even more fustration that I just don't need right now.
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Monday, July 17, 2006
I swear to God/dess that there is no such thing as a silver lining in a dark cloud. Its a bunch of horse shit to convince yourself that everything is going to be ok when it is blatantly obvious that life just fucking sucks.
I'm tired of autism. I'm tired of 2nd guessing every goddamn move I make when it comes to my son. What does he want? Am I doing enough? Am I doing too much? Will this treatment work? Will he ever talk? Why does this treatment work for every other kid but not my own? Who is going to take care of him when I'm dead and buired? Another thing I'm sick of is one way relationships. I'm just pretty sick of it all right now. I'm tired of trying to see the positive and just getting kicked in the teeth.
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Whoooohooooo!
Last week of summer school! Hot Damn! Oh, and if you go over and visit Ellison or Lisa at Lemons; they have video clips of when Acidman did his tv interview. I miss that cranky old cracker.
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Sunday, July 16, 2006
I'm going to see if one of my students can down load this song in to my ring tone when school starts this fall.
got a black magic woman Got a black magic woman I've got a black magic woman Got me so blind i can't see That she's a black magic woman She's trying to make a devil out of me Don't turn your back on me babyDon't turn your back on me baby Yes don't turn your back on me baby Stop messing 'round with your tricks Don'tturn your back on me baby You just might pick up my magic sticks Got your spell on me babyGot your spell on me baby Yes you got your spell on me baby Turning my heart into stone I need you so bad, magic womanI can't leave you alone
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What is it about me that I only attract old men that don't speak English?
Tonight at work we had a party going on. It was a five course meal complete with French wines to accompany each entree. Two French men were there that were representing the wine. They ended up on my station. During the course of all the meals and the glasses of wine that was consumed. Mr. Frenchie started flirting heavily with me. That is when I drop the sublte hints I'm married with children. Now mind you, I don't wear a wedding band or rings of any sort. Between waitressing and bartending, I fuck up a lot of rings. So I only wear cheap shit if anything at all. Mr. Frenchie does not believe me, so when Steve comes to pick me up (I knew I'd be drinking a lot of wine and did not want to drive) I motion for him to come in. At first he was not going to until I mouthed "get your fucking ass in here NOW" . He walks in and sees Mr. Frenchie undressing me with his eyes and insisting on a kiss. Steve starts laughing at me. Fucker. We get out to the car and Steve is rolling by then. Yeah you are so fucking funny sweetheart. "boy he had the hots for you!" Then he starts spouting off on how much money he thinks he can get for me. So much for spousal love! It seems I only attrack older men that barely speak English. What ever. My high light of the evening is when Slappy told me I could drink what ever I wanted as long as I got my food out. Yeah, that is an easy task! Should of brought my tarot cards and did some readings while I was at it!
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Well, I thought I was doing good.
So I stopped the pain meds. Ouch! Still a bit sore in my lower back, but for the most part; I'm doing good. Spent the past two days in Aunt Selma's pool. Much cleaner & quieter than the one in our neighborhood. And that barflys is the extent of my exciting weekend. How was yours?
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Friday, July 14, 2006
If I had a penis, I'd be having a boner right now.
My candle lady is having her summer blow out sale. I went last year and got some damn good deals. I LOVE party lite candles! I always have candles burning in my house and in my yard. I'm going for a massage today. I'm doing a little pampering for myself after the accident this week. I've gotten a manicure, waxed my unibrow and tomorrow I'll get a much needed hair cut. Then I have to color my hair. Pudd'n is fine, you would not even guess he was in an accident. He's going to the chiropractor today too. Just to make sure everything is in alignment.
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Thursday, July 13, 2006
Space........the final frontier..........
I am stoned outta my gourd. I can function pretty good on vicodin. But muscle relaxors and vicondin? Total space case. At least the pain is gone. I'm moving about pretty good. I went to the chiropractor today and he snaped me back in to place. I'll go some more compliments of the person that rear ended me. Pudd'n is fine, wouldn't even know he was in an accident. He's at grandma's now, so I can relax. And sleep........
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Wednesday, July 12, 2006  And how was YOUR day? This is how mine ended. I was sitting in line waiting to order some take out food when the lady behind me confused her break peddal with her gas pedal. Instead of stopping, she accelorated in to me, shoving me in to two cars ahead of me. My head whipped back and my knees came up and hit the dash. Pudd'n is ok. I have whip lash and am waiting for Steve to get home with the drugs and some whiskey. This just fucking sucks.
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Ugh.
Did I really eat & drink that much yesterday? I'm paying for it today! I'm all sorts of bloated and uncomfortable. I've been doing really good with eating well balanced meals and yesterday that all went out the window with all the crap I ate at the fair and then at work. I should be on the treadmill sweating this stuff off, but some how laying around curlded up with Pudd'n in bed sounded better. Yesterday was definitly a day that makes you thankful for the disability you do have. It was evident that some people have a more challanging life then we do. Kids wearing football helmets complete with face guards because of seziures. I saw one little boy with no eyes and of course the kids that were confined to a wheel chair. The day did not go as smoothly as we would of liked. Pudd'n wanted to go on some rides that were not open to us and he did not understand that. So we had a few tantrums to deal with. Last night at work I had a whopping 3 tables to wait on. When its that slow, we usually start eating and since Steve drove me to work, I could have a few drinks. So today Iam paying for my indulgence. I feel like a slug.
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Tuesday, July 11, 2006
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 I just love doing full moon rituals. Especially in the summer time. Today we go to the O.C. Fair. They open one day early just for disabled people and their families. We park, get in and have selected rides for free for 3 hours. What I'm really excited about? I get to go see some goats!
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Monday, July 10, 2006
I stole this from my friend Venus. I don't know where she found this add, it is not a fake.
Here's the thing, ladies.. I don't mind waiting until the 4th date, the 4th week, or the 4th month before we bring it to that level... However, once we do, we need to be compatible, and I am a freak!! I am into BDSM (Dom), anal, roughness, fantasies, role playing, possible partner sharing (mfm, and this is not a must), and all sorts of other things... I don't want to meet a woman, fall in love, and then find out we are completely incompatible in the bedroom.. Has happened before, and I don't want to be there again! About me; I am a 27 year old single white male, 6 and 1/2 feet tall, 200 lbs, fit, attractive, professional in the east valley. About you: Active, within 10 years of my age, attractive and ht/wt proportionate. Christian beliefs. Ok, if you have Christian beliefs, doesn't that include no sex before marriage?
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Sunday, July 09, 2006
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WHAT. THE. FUCK?!?!
Shanahan signed with the goddamn Rangers!!!!!!! My day just went to shit. http://www.nhl.com/news/2006/07/276988.html
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What a difference a weekend makes.
Remember last weekend with the horrible experience at the shoe store? Old biddy saying in front of me "makes you grateful you have normal kids" Yeah that one. Well we figured we'd try going out for breakfast today. Going to any type of eating establishment is highly stressfull for us. Will Pudd'n behave? Will he eat? Will he behavior vomit? The place we went to today served breakfast and lunch all day, so we knew we could order a few things for Pudd'n to choose from. We've only been to this place one other time before. Pudd'n walks right up. No fussing. We get in and order. He's an angel. Granted he's "stemming" a little, it's keeping him calm. I went over to fill our sodas and the little old lady that took our order came over to fill the straws (that were beyond full mind you). She remarked : oh, do you practice writing on that tablet? (I had one of Pudd'ns write on wipe off toys) Me: yes Lady: What a beautiflu son you have, he's really handsome. Me: thank you, he is the light of my life. From there we had a splendid breakfast. Pudd'n ate his pancakes and my french fries. When he was done, he and I waited out front for Steve so we would not have to worry about the vomit situation. Steve finished his breakfast quickly and we were on our merry way. We were as close to "normal" as we'll ever get while eating out.
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Saturday, July 08, 2006
Oh you are just going to love this up date on the fucking moron.
We briefly saw FM and Lisa on the 4th. They went to the party on the beach with the rest of the family while we played in the pool. Later on when every one went to Aunt Selma's for the bbq, Bart actually asked for a glass of wine. Bart is FIFTEEN years old. And need I remind you barflys BOTH of his parents are substance abusers. Aunt Selma refused. FM spouts out with "just let him have it, he smokes dope any way". Aunt Selma of course refused. FM is just the father of the year eh?
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Ok, I'm a little calmer now about how much my up coming trip is costing me. I usually don't pay for hotels when I go home because all of my family is there and I can always stay with some one. The only time I pay for a hotel room is in Vegas and there usually is 2-3 other girls to share the cost of the rooms.
I'm freaking out a little more because in Sept., I don't get a paycheck from the school district and in Oct., it's only half a pay check. So yeah, I'm freak'n. Oh and get this! You have to pay to get some food on your flight! Screw that, I'm packing on real food on my flight. And several flasks too of course.
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Friday, July 07, 2006
Searches that bring people here.
Good irish whiskey : Bushmills, Jameson. Hell, it's ALL good! http://irishwhiskey66.blogspot.com : Huh? shanahan\'s wife: Goddamn it! It should be ME!!!!! sherrilyn kennon books : She writes REALLY good books! keeping a red eared slider wild for a month in a kiddie pool : Been there, done that. extreme orgasams:Yep, just had several whiskey tradgity: Yeah, it's a tragedy when you run out!!!! lili's banana bread : Lili baking something? BUH HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAAAAA!
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Fuck me running.
My step mom got the prices wrong for the hotel. The discount price is $89. At least I'll have a king bed alllll to myself. I'm going to be paying more for the hotel than the air fare. I'm flying AA for $310. Have to drive up to LAX for that price. Spaz won't be able to make it either. She just got a new job and is too afraid to ask for the time off. She's already getting a week off w/o pay this month for her family vacation. So it looks like I won't be able to meet Paul on the way up to my brothers. I'm bummed about that.
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It is HOW for the hotel room?! I asked my step mom.
$80 mother fucking, cocksucking, goddamn dollars! And THAT is the discounted price. Looks like my trip to Michigan juuuust got a hell of a LOT shorter! I had a mini heart attack too at air fares until I switched from SNA to LAX. That saved me $200. But that hotel? JUST DAMN! It is supposedly the only hotel there. Why the fuck does my brother have to live in B.F.E.? I told my step mom I'd room with some one. And I sure as hell don't care if it's one of my brother's buddies either. Just make sure there are two beds and put the damn toilet seat down. Thats all I ask.
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Grrrrrrrr!
I wanted to post some photos of my flowers like Sandy did over at the Pea Patch. But for what ever reason, Picsa is not working. Fucker. My sun flowers are huge and my plumerias are pretty. *Heavy sigh* Hot damn, it's the weekend! And I've got another long one to boot! We don't have school on Mondays and tues I'm taking off to take Pudd'n to the fair. Every year the fair opens on one day early for disabled folks and their family. From 9-12 select rides are free. I can't wait!
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Thursday, July 06, 2006
Ugh, I'm still dog ass tired.
I attended my monthly ritual with other witches of O.C. I got to "smudge" everyone before they entered. For those who don't know what that is, I fan a smudge stick made of sage and other dried goodies over the people to help them get rid of the "ickies" that may have attached them selfs to that person in the day. Also the smell of the sage helps raise your vibrations and gets you ready for ritual. What really cracks me up is that burning sage smells like pot. Sort of. Any way, we got out late as usual and I'm whipped. The alter was stunning, I'm pissed I forgor my camera. I would of loved a picture of it.
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Wednesday, July 05, 2006
Ah shit.
I don't want to go to work. Thank Goddess there is only 2 1/2 more weeks of middle school hell.
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Poor Pudd'n.
He's whipped too, I can't get him up! Poor thing is still very tired from all of yesterday's festivities. All of us went to bed at 8pm last night. Pudd'n and I passed out at 8:05 pm. I hope I can get him up soon and he's in a good mood. I don't need any problems with him at school. Hope every one had a great holiday weekend.
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Tuesday, July 04, 2006
Ugh.
I am whipped and not in a good way. Pudd'n got me up at ass crack of dawn. Got lotsa shit done around the house though! We headed to Aunt Selma's for the 4th. This is the first time in 30 years we don't have the beach house. We could go down to the pool or walk over to the beach. We opted for the pool. Muuuuuch quieter and I just did not feel like dragging our shit down to a crowded beach for him to play an hour tops. He's not so much in to the beach like he used to be. We played 3 hours in the pool non stop. I greased us up a 2nd time with sun screen, but I think we still are a little crispy. Now it is time just to kick back and relax.
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 Happy 4th of July to you all. Pudd'n got me up at ass crack of dawn. Yeahh me! We'll be headed out to Aunt Selma's for the day. Can't wait to see Sandy and her crew there. Everyone have a good day and no drinking & driving. 
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