So The Grandbabies have been staying with me all week.

It seems I've forgotten how tiring little people can be...and that I actually have to FEED them at certain times! I'm used to everyone doing their own thing....eating when they get hungry....sleeping when they're tired.

and I really got used to taking a bath without an audience and peeing by myself.

ahhhh, the things we get used to.

So Joey is 5 and LOVES PS2. he wants to play it all. the. time.

I told him,
"Joey, you're a 5 yr. old boy! You need to be outside getting dirty!"

He says he plays it for hours at his dad's house.

"Well, this is MiMi's house and we play outside at MiMi's house."

He doesn't put up too much of a fuss. :)

Bree follows me everywhere and does everything I do. LOVE IT! But she is such a little Tomboy! I'm used to "girlie girls" and she talks about farts and butt cracks and such....you can tell she hangs around her brother alot.

It's been fun having them all week. But DAYUM I'm tired!!!

scooch over Martha

It's 82 degrees out and hot as Hades in my house (no central air..hubs is a cheap ass mofo)

So what do I do? turn on the oven and make a frittata!

I made the mistake of getting "Giada's Kitchen" from the library the other day,,big mistake. Big...HUGE!!!

I now want to eat only pasta and Italian ices.....

So, I made a frittata for lunch.

I cubed 2 potatoes, sliced a zucchini, added some onion and lots of fresh rosemary and Parmesan...poured in the eggs ( I didn't have any milk so I used evaporated milk..we'll see how it does)...threw that sucker in the oven and BAM. Frittata!!!

I think I have made a turn for the worst, and want to become some Domestic Goddess now.

I'm painting and redecorating and cooking...

WTF? Someone HELP ME!!!!

Can you claim "MUSH HEAD" on your insurance?

I just washed a load of towels and forgot to put detergent in there.

I once made a batch of chocolate chip cookies and used salt instead of sugar.

I once lost my cell phone while talking to a friend...searched all over for it...then realized I was talking on it.

I once washed my hair with conditioner.

I once asked a pregnant friend when she was finally going to have that baby...she'd had it a week ago.

I've worn my panties backwards.

I've made peach cobbler and forgot to put the sugar in. (im not the best baker in the world)

I've gone on a photo shoot and forgotten my camera battery.

on vacation...walking through the grocery store, wearing shorts and bathing suit top, with a thin t-shirt over top. Men staring at me all through the store..women too!..WOOHOO! IM SEXY!!! noooooooooo....my bathing suit top had come up OVER my boobs, near my neck. Im walking around the store with the Little Girls hanging out...swinging all over the place. no wonder I got stares.

on the road trip to Texas with Bina...had a horrible headache...took 2 Excedrin migraine...butttt, they weren't migraine...they were Excedrine PM. No driving for me that day!

the point of all this?

Im a mush head.

MY BUCKET LIST:



1....throw a dart at the map of the world...wherever it lands...that's where I go.


2....skydive


3....go to Italy....visit the village where my grandfather grew up. find relatives.


4....rent a convertible and drive up the coast...either coast...doesn't matter.


5....get my pilot's license


6....find my sister


7....vacation in Bora Bora


8....kiss Brad Pitt


9....and The Rock!!!


10...have big HUGE Blogger party, where we all get together and finally meet...and talk..and drink cheap wine and eat fabulous food.


11...spend my last remaining days, hours, minutes with the people I love the most...telling them how much I love them and what they mean to me.

Marty not doing good.

he can no longer walk.

they sent him home from the hospital today, with Hospice.

the cancer is growing too fast and there is nothing more they can do.

:(

Another praying matter

Those of you who have been with me for a long time, might remember my husband's friend, Marty.

He has stage 4 brain cancer.

and its back with a vengeance.

He went to the hospital yesterday with grand Mal seizures....

He was doing great for a while.

he's had 3 operations to remove the tumor, has been on chemo numerous times..

but this time........

It's not looking good and I'm scared.

My Husband cannot take another death. Especially of his best friend.

I think how I would feel if I lost MY best friend....

I would be utterly devastated.

and he will be too.

So the the praying people out there..pray please.

I don't want Marty to suffer any more. and he is suffering. His life is not the same. he can't walk, talk...the right side of his body is paralyzed....he can't remember who people are...the time is drawing near.

Give his family, esp. his wife and 3 small children, the strength that is needed right now.

and give Marvin the strength he'll need to carry on without his Best Friend by his side. Help him to be there for Marty's children.

My heart is heavy and full of sadness.

We went away for the weekend...

went to see Rae and Mike in NC

and Bud stayed home with my dogs..
and he "fixed" the computer.

everything is to HIS liking..

all the icons are smaller...stuff is moved around...

UGH! while I appreciate him straightening things out and getting things in order..

I kinda liked how my screen looked! :)

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We had a great time with Rae and Mike. Their new house is beautiful! I'm so proud of both of them. It's a good feeling to see your kids grow up and do good. Those of you with small kids, this is something to look forward to for sure.

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I'm exhausted...both physically and mentally and emotionally.

I don't like it when an adult plays games.

sometimes it's time to GROW UP...

and to quit playing games.

I know this is hard for some people to do, but it's how I choose to live..as an adult.

Not someone still in Jr. high or even high school, where a few people seem to be stuck.

Yes, I'm talking about YOU. you know who you are.

I know you read my blog.

I have site meter.

And I would greatly appreciate it if you would leave me the fuck alone.

GROW UP.

I don't care what you do...where you go...or who you do it with. Stop sending all of your little friends to try and find out what I'm doing, and to "casually mention" to me what YOU'RE doing.

I. DO. NOT. CARE.

I've told you this before.

believe it this time, ok?

this is getting very boring.

I'm not interested.

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Now back to our regular scheduled programming

I want these shoes BAAAADDDDDDD!!!

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The Duff

Somebody asked me the other day what a "duff" was..

and someone else said there should be a blog post about the "duff" but as a guy, they couldn't write it themselves, cuz everyone would think they were a douche.

The Duff.

The Designated Ugly Fat Friend.

Everyone has one.

Everyone knows one.

Everyone knows you have to be nice to the Duff in order to get the hot chick you really want.

The Duff is sort of like a "wingman" in a way.

you go out with your girlfriend, The Duff, to a bar. You both wear something cute and hope to find a cute guy to talk to that night, or something else if you are so inclined.

Now, all guys know that they have to talk/be nice to The Duff, cuz if they are mean to The Duff, then Hot Chick will leave and not talk to them.

and to women's' credit...sometimes they don't even realize they have a Duff. Maybe they just have a friend they've had from grade school or something, that isn't quite as cute as they are, but you have fun with them..and you don't have to go out by yourself, cuz that's not safe these days. So you take your Duff with you.

And The Duff always gets stuck with Hot Guy's Wingman....who usually isn't very cute himself. so everyone has someone and The Hot Couple can get together without fear of their friend being left alone.

Yes, I was The Duff for quite a while there.

And I still am in many ways...I have a friend that I go out with and men FLOCK to her...i mean F.L.O.C.K. to her. and Im usually left standing alone or talking to some creepy guy who's friend is after my friend. And being married, I'm off limits anyway, so I'm safe to alot of guys.

Does The Duff KNOW they're The Duff? deep down inside, yes, but it's nice to think otherwise. ;)

And I don't think women, as a whole, consciously set out to find a Duff......but some women DO. They are insecure in themselves and have to have ugly women around them to make them look better. If you're only around ugly people, then you're always the "beautiful girl". Sad but true.

But who can really say what "ugly" is? I mean, look at Tori Spelling, right? ;) UGLY (at least that's what I think)...but she found somebody to love her and she has cute kids. and how do ugly people end up with cute kids, anyway? But that's for another day, I guess.

So.....does anyone out there have a Duff? do they KNOW they're The Duff? did you set out to find a Duff? you can answer anonymously if you want. ;)

I am thinking I want a quiet 4th of July.

no picnic...no fireworks.

Just me..home alone. with a good book and cable tv.

It's supposed to be around 90 degrees tomorrow, so i will be staying in the air conditioning as long as I can. I was just outside in the sun...for about 15 mins. that's all I could stand. the boobs were sweating. what boobs I have, they were sweating.

I am making a fruit salad tho. I haven't been walking in about a week. I know I know...gotta get back to it. I hate walking by myself now that I've experienced walking with friends. When I first started, I walked by myself every single day. then it got to be a group of 4 of us, and we walked for miles and talked the whole way. you didn't even realize you were walking miles.

then slowly but surely, people dropped off, and now I walk alone again. But I will get back to it. but in the meantime, I've gained 2 pounds. I know that doesn't sound like alot, but that's how it starts people...2 lbs. here....a pound there...and I'm back up 50 pounds again. AINT GONNA HAPPEN!!!!

I'm shooting an anniversary party today. I'm excited. These are people I've known for about 20 years, so I'm happy to be a part of their day. I hope I catch lots of moments for them.

and that's about it people...nice and quiet.