As I'm sitting down and relaxing after doing dinner & dishes I hear some kids laughing and I see a body running by my patio window. WTF?!?! Apparently three jr. thugs thought it would be funny to jump my back fence, run through my yard and out through the front gate. What Jr. thugs didn't know was that the front gate was locked on the out side. They were trapped and now in my clutches. Of course none of their parents were home to come get them and one didn't speak English. Yeah right. And I was a virgin on my wedding day. I told them that they'd better cough up with a phone number of an adult that could get them or I was calling the police to have them taken to jail. One jr. thug started to cry. I finally got some adults to come and get the little fuckers. The one that was crying, boy was his mom pissed he did something so stupid. The other two tried to play it off, being the tough jr. thugs and all. A few of their friends showed up to start laughing at them for being stupid & getting caught. One friend of jr. thugs even said I should have shot them. I told him I didn't want to waste good ammo. Too expensive. Damn, I should have called the cops. We've got some good looking ones that patroll the 'hood here. I could have gotten me some eye candy all up close and personal.
Hello my name is Maeve and I'm a candle addict.......
I'm not in to buying clothes, shoes or purses. My weakness is Party_Lyte candles. Lots and lots of them. Not all this is mine mind you; but a good portion is. I had an awesome candle party and scored $500 in free wax thanks to double hostess credit month. I'm already plotting when I can have my next party to load up on my fix. *shivers with delight*
Whoop! Beltane is almost here! Time to ride dance around the May Pole!!! The strike is going on and it is not breaking Puddn's heart any not to go to school. For me it is very surreal. We had only eight kids in class and the school feels tomb like. I'd say I'm finally about 98% over this crap I've had for close to a month. My throat still kind of bugs me; but not as bad as it had been. I tried to nap today when I came home. Kind of hard with an almost 14 yr old bouncing on the bed while you try to sleep, the UPS man showing up and every body calling you. Ugh. No rest for the wicked that is for sure.
Well the strike is still going on. Looks like it will still be going on come Monday too. Just fucking lovely. I've had no problems crossing the picket line. Every one knows I'm "classified" staff and not under union. Although I did have to drive a teacher that did cross the picket line home one day. We had to take some one lane back drive way from the school. I got to drive Black Betty (my new van) across the baseball field to get to this road. It was cool. I had to resist the urge to do donuts in the soft grass. I'm starting to feel better finally. I'm no longer coughing up a lung or chunky green shit. It is nice to be able to breathe too. Work was crazy busy as usual. It is time for me to drag my carcass to the couch and watch my taped hockey game. Go Wings!
Well I'm fianlly feeling better. I really wanted to work out today but since I work tonight I don't want to push it. It looks like there will be a teacher strike tomorrow if the cock suckers on the board do not pull their heads out of their asses. I will have to cross the picket line or lose my job. I'm not union and only part time. They can replace my ass in a New York minute. Pudd'n will not be going to school with the strike. Not only do I not know who I'll be working with, but have no idea who will be teaching Pudd'n. Not because his teacher will be striking; but because he will end up with a sub or they will load up his room with other students. Also I don't need him getting scared at seeing all the picketers out front yelling & waving signs. He won't understand what is going on. Fun times folks. Fun times.
I thought I was getting better and it turns out I'm not. Yesterday my throat started hurting again and I thought I was going to cough up a lung. I went to the clinic and they said I have an upper resperatory infection. Just fucking lovely.
Wow, has it really been over a week since I've posted? Wish I could say I was doing something uber fantastic like finding the cure for autism; but in reality I've been sicker than a dog. I didn't let that stop me for a fantastic trip up to LA on wed. We hit up Pink's, Roscoe's, High_voltage tattoo AND a sex shop. Steve was designated driver for me, Cathy, Jane and her husband. Cathy was just as sick as I was so we packed a cooler full of medicinal adult beverages to chase our colds away. By the time we hit the sex shop we were pretty well lit and were giggling like idiots at all the fist dildo, costco sized lube and make your own dildo kits. Yesterday I had a candle party and that was a blast too. It was great to see the girls and to play with Dru's baby. Now it is back to reality and terrorizing teenagers at my day job.