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Hmm....Sometimes when I encounter people like that I just say... and I smile as big as I can...and walk away. Irks the **** out of them and makes me smile more.
Well, I actually got some SLEEP!! I didn't get much yesterday...I finally laid down at Noon and took a 3 hour nap but that was it. I was cleaning house and was on a roll and couldn't stop. Finally hubby yelled at me to rest or I would be sleeping at the table during cards, so I took a snooze. Then I got back up and finished changing the sheets & making my bed. I have this thing...I MUST have my bed made and my pillows about when people come over. Probably part of that OBC with the clean house syndrome.
I had fun last night!! We had homemade BBQed Ribs and Chicken and homemade potato salad. My friend made it with the light mayo and I couldn't even tell the difference. Usually I can cause that stuff has that weird aftertaste but...either *I* am getting use to aftertastes or it was a $50 jar of primo mayo. Hubby made 2 cheesecakes and was kind enough to send one of them HOME with my friends. I might of eaten more than I should if it didn't leave my fridge. We played 3 games of Pinochle. Girls won 2 games.
Girls rule boys drool!!
Well, that's all for now. Hope everyone has a great day today!! & Tomorrow...& Monday...& Forever...
Happy Mother's Day. Hope everyone is having a great day. My plans are a breakfast brunch, a long bike ride in the park with hubby and kidlets and then a BBQ with just our little family for dinner tonight. Hubby gave me two dozen red roses - they are beautiful. The "anti-hallmark, feelings-schmeelings" guy can really surprise me sometimes.
I am heading off to do my kickboxing (7 am here) and then get ready for brunch at the fancy place (something other than McDonald's is nice!). Have a wonderful day!
I started it up yesterday but so far only 11 views--probably all mine. I don't know if you girls can see it in the main menu or not or??? Please don't feel obgliated to post...I just am wondering if it is even viewable.
I can never manage to get that out when I'm in that kind of situation on my own. I get really embarrassed and look at the ground... Or I get really nasty and tell them what I think of them.
The latter usually happens when its teenagers or children of the age I teach. By nasty, I don't mean spitting and swearing or hitting, but I get really sarcastic. I generally suggest to their parents (who are usually right there and allowing this rude behavior) that their children should be brought up with better manners... Oh, wait, I'm sorry... it is pretty obvious who they are emulating since you're just standing their looking stupid.
I have been known to curse people in Shakespearean English: a hold over from the season I worked at the Renaissance Faire, I suppose. There's nothing quite like the look on somebody's face when you refer to them as a 'rear-feeding rabbit-jumping jackpony'.
I saw it... I just haven't decided if the cute cat memories (like the kitty in the box or the kitty under the quilt with just the tail sticking out) and such are what I want to post. Or... the first time I met my friend... "Look for a short woman with spiky purple hair in a white car", in the middle of Georgetown, Washington, DC. Yea... me, from Cow Central, in the middle of Georgetown????
YA YA!! Post em'!! Who couldn't love a cute kitty memory??
Ren Faire!! Ahhhhhhhh the memories...that was the last time my D-exH and I were together. That in itself is a sad love-story-miniseries.
I still have my Ren Faire costume!! I wear it every Halloween. I sit out there and I bring out the rats, put them in the back of the truck bed and let the greet the kids. Since I started this "tradition" I have converted 9 people into rat families. I also increased my trick-or-treaters. I had to double my candy this year...cause they all want to come and see "The Rat Ladys Rats". They will be disappointed this year though..Stubs the famous footless rat died in December. But...We have Roo who is missing fingers and a total limb, and Harry who is missing a tail and fingers and also has a stub for a foot so hopefully they will warm up to him.
I used to have fun with all the kids at the faire who would show up in Mickey or other mouse costumes. I'd point out the Rat Keeper to them, and ask, "Be ye related to that one there over yonder? Ye have the same symbol upon thy blouse!" The kids would look at me strangely, and their parents would howl with laughter (if they were there for fun and not as a tourist attraction).
My character's name was Tera Cotta. And her sister, Fleur D'lis Cotta. We were Jewish herbalists picked up by a group of Cornish pirates as we fled the Spanish Inquisition. The faire runners had to come up with SOME reason for a dark-haired, olive-skinned woman to be with a group of red/blonde/brown haired Cornish privateers...especially one who wore glasses!!!
My costume pretty much fell apart after the season... wearing it 4 days a week, and sweating all day in the summer does that to clothing. My blouse was an old nightdress of my mother's that we cut down and added leather lacings to in the back, then I made the skirt myself. Bought pantaloons. I made my belt out of macrame yarn myself too. The darned thing took near forever to braid! I managed to find pewter-looking plate and mug, and at one of the farmer's markets was a leather worker who made me pouches. Currently, I only know where the plate is: the mug was stolen sometime that summer, the plate is being used as a candle holder.
Mine was weird. I had a meal today where my chicken was raw half way thru and I didn't eat the raw part but it immediately put a damper on things. Then they didn't remove it from my check and I had to ask and I was kind of mad about that since I could very well get salmonella from that meal.
Consequently I did not get enough to eat and I'm afraid to eat anything in case I get sick.
I seem to have adjusted to the Metformin, even took 2 pills yesterday. I was going to take the second one today but decided to wait and see how I feel later.
My mother, on Sat night, insinuated I might be able to move better if I lost weight, which I thought was a very odd thing to say since I have never felt encumbered by my weight nor felt I showed an inability to move. In fact I can kick as high as my head in kickboxing, both on front and round/side kicks--not a sign of someone imprisoned in their flesh. My doctor doesn't even think my weight is even an issue for pregnancy, although it would always be good to lose and Lord knows I keep trying.
With family like this who needs enemies? It's nice to know how my mother really feels.
Oh God, I have to go see her for her 50th bday and now I'm dreading it. Her self-image is going to be low b/c she is in a gaining cycle with her weight and she's miserable. I have a feeling I'm going to be the whipping post.
On a brighter note,Midas, my white lab puppy, is one year old today. I sang him Happy Birthday last night as he snuggled up to me and rested his head on my chest. My baby, sniff, sniff, is all grown up now and 100lbs to boot. I remember when he was teensy weensy and used to hide from Violet (our black lab) underneath the dresser.
Now he's a one dog demolition crew--accidentally lean against the picket fence? Oops, the whole thing comes down and what's left he rips apart with his teeth. Need a mud bath? Never fear, Midas knows how to turn on the faucet outside--mud pies for all! Got a raspberry bush or a lilac bush--never fear he'll eat them both!
Oh and speaking of berries, I have a beautiful crop coming in of strawberries--I'm so excited. And I grew sugar baby watermelons from seed, they should be ready to transplant outside later this month. At $6 a pop from the grocery store I hope I can grow my own!
And Anonymouse, call that woman's supervisor and let them have it. Don't let her get away with treating you like that b/c then she thinks what she did was OK and it wasn't.
Hope the rest of you are doing well and having a beautiful day!
Hey, Violet...
I'm not sure her supervisor, the doctor, cares. This is the same orthopedist that I noted in a previous message referred me 4 years ago to a surgeon/weight loss specialist who could have found my endocrine issue in 2000 which was when I asked him to do a complete blood panel. All he did was a standard CBC which doesn't show hormone or thyroid levels. Those tests are specialized and cost more! And he lied to us and said he'd done what we asked. He hadn't. Instead, I had to wait until the latter part of 2001 before I finally found a doctor that could actually do something. I should never have gone back there again when I hurt my ankle this time. I was stupid. I knew how his office operated, and I knew that even though he wouldn't say anything to me (I told my mother that if he said anything about my weight, I'd point out that his cancer surgery had made him look like a chipmunk!) he'd be thinking it everytime he saw me. I also knew that I wouldn't say anything to him about it... and that he doesn't have information about anything other than "people eat too much and get fat" in his lexicon. He even made an attempt to take me off the contraceptives, and assumed that the spironolactone was for blood pressue. Assumptions like that can be deadly! He just flat out didn't know what it was.
Anyway... speaking of family... my father, whom I haven't gotten along with very well since he and my mother divorced just informed me that if I walked a little more, maybe I'd lose weight. Now, this could be humorous since he weighs AT LEAST 500 pounds, and eats constantly. He doesn't ever exercise.
I'm afraid that I lost my temper and told him that he wasn't one to talk, and that I at least go to a gym (when I'm notin a cast) to swim, lift weights and run an upper-body bike! Then I hung up on him. :sigh:
Between him and my grandmother, its like you said: we don't need enemies, our family does a good enough job.
Hope everyone had a great day!! I was in bed most of the day sick. Still sick so you won't see too much of my "Graffiti" today. Ugh...time to try to eat some soup and watch TV. I feel yecky just sitting here too long. I'll be back when I am up to par.
Aww thanks!! I still am not feeling right but I feel a bit better than I did. I think there was honey in the homemade BBQ Sauce for the ribs and that's why I got sick so bad... I was broken out everywhere, itchy, stomach PO'ed at me, etc... I am allergic to honey. That's the only logical explanation I can come up with, other than it's an arthritis flare-up. Maybe both with my luck.
Anyhow, I did manage to get out and bowl tonight. We had a roll-off for league championship. And to think all this time I thought we had won it!!! Ahh well..We managed to win the roll off anyhow and took 1st place after all. Tuesday is our banquet and we'll get our goodies then. Yay! Then I will be scarce the weekend of May 21, 22, 23, & 24th as I will be out of town judging our Western Open Regionals. I got my certification #, pin, and T-shirt finally. YAY!!
Tonight I managed to pick up 2 mini-rose bushes for 99 cents! Clearance!! Now I just need to nurse them back to health.
and I smile as big as I can...and walk away. Irks the **** out of them and makes me smile more.
Please don't feel obgliated to post...I just am wondering if it is even viewable. 
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That in itself is a sad love-story-miniseries. 
I also increased my trick-or-treaters. I had to double my candy this year...cause they all want to come and see "The Rat Ladys Rats". They will be disappointed this year though..Stubs the famous footless rat died in December. 
But...We have Roo who is missing fingers and a total limb, and Harry who is missing a tail and fingers and also has a stub for a foot so hopefully they will warm up to him. 
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I knew how his office operated, and I knew that even though he wouldn't say anything to me (I told my mother that if he said anything about my weight, I'd point out that his cancer surgery had made him look like a chipmunk!) he'd be thinking it everytime he saw me. I also knew that I wouldn't say anything to him about it... and that he doesn't have information about anything other than "people eat too much and get fat" in his lexicon. He even made an attempt to take me off the contraceptives, and assumed that the spironolactone was for blood pressue. Assumptions like that can be deadly! He just flat out didn't know what it was.
Still sick so you won't see too much of my "Graffiti" today. Ugh...time to try to eat some soup and watch TV. I feel yecky just sitting here too long. I'll be back when I am up to par. 
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