Friday, December 31, 2010


I wanted to write a post about how 2010 was my year of discovery, how it was so awesome and great and everything was all roses and clover.

Yeah, that wasn't gonna happen. I couldn't even type that with a straight face!

The year was hard. Nothing stayed at any sort of reasonable level of acceptability. If a job was going well, it tanked for one reason or another. If the kids were doing well in school, something went haywire there. If relationships were flying high and going great, one of us fucked that up too.

I have come to the conclusion that I just need to constantly expect the worst. If I expect it, plan for it, and have a kind of survivalists view on the future, then maybe I'll quit getting sideswiped by shit. They say the best offense is a good defense, and I plan to put up a great one. I'm not going to throw down the gauntlet to 2011 by telling it to bring it on, but I just want to say I'm going to be ready for ya bitch! Expect a hip check and a vicious elbow to the jaw if you screw with me! I've taken people out before, I'll do it again!

2011.... you have been warned.

Thursday, December 30, 2010

Sick Day.

Spent Thursday nursing HHH back to health. He has come down with a raging head cold and his boss sent him home to rest and sleep it off. That meant I had food, comfort, and cuddle duty all day today. Never mind I was starting to come down with it..... I still got my ass up and made breakfast, lunch, & dinner, snacks, medicine runs, and kid patrol.

I am superwoman.

At least until it get it's hooks into me.... then I get to be a whiny baby.... but by then HHH wil be at work and I won't have anyone to take care of me.

Wait a minute.... that's not fair!

Wednesday, December 29, 2010


I was so nervous. Slowly, ever so slowly, I put on my fishnets, my naughty little school girl skirt, and went out into the night. Then... it was like I had never left! The wind rushed by, tousling my hair. I raced through the groups of people, I shuffled left, I cut right, I moved forward, sideways, & backwards! It was just like riding a bike..... you never forget!

I'm taking about skating, you sickos! The month of December hasn't been great for me or my family. There has been much turmoil in the Blondefabulous household. Needless to say the lack of a vehicle made going anywhere out of the question. Also saving money to get a new car has been top priority, so I haven't been able to cover my dues for the last couple of months. Tonight was a promo appearance for the Bradentucky Bombers at the rink to support their introduction of an Adults only skate night. It was the first time I had been on skates in over 30 days! I haven't been able to get to practice. I haven't skated in a month. It was awful. I never knew just how much I missed it. Rolling out on the floor was like church for me. Feeling the wood under my wheels, it as heaven!

So I was hot, sweaty, out of breath, and it never felt so good!! It was like a great night of sex. I was spent by the time it was time to go home! (Tee hee!!) Now that we have a car again, I'm going to catch up and start getting to practices again. I have a month of sloth to work out, (not to mention all those damn cookies I made!)!!

New year, new chances, eh?

I think so.

Tuesday, December 28, 2010

Love Is In The Air!

It's not even spring, but love is in the air here at the Blondefabulous mansion! It seems we are finally getting downstairs neighbors. They started moving in on Monday. It's an older woman her adult daughter, and 12 year old grand daughter. Seems like a nice family. Oh.... and they have a dog!

A teacup female Yorkie....

Named Princess!

Gobo is enamoured of her! I took him for a walk in his Christmas Argyle sweater and Princess was on her porch in a little pink dress! It was so funny! Gobo tottered over to see her and the ladies let her out the door to see him and it as all butt sniffs and cute stubby tail wagging from then on! You can see the look on Gobo's face.

"I know it's a girl, and I know I should like her, but I no idea why?!!?"

Now he's all jumpy and whiny to go outside just in case Princess is out too! So cute. HHH said the ladies downstairs asked if we'd be interested in breeding Gobo with Princess! I think we'd better wait a little bit.... You know, till he at least knows what the hell a girl is!!!

Gobo & Princess sitting in a tree,

Monday, December 27, 2010


Now that the new year is almost upon us, I have to start downsizing the household. Not for economical reasons, but in preparation for the move the Nebraska. The good news is that may be on hold for a month or two, the bad news is that may be on hold for a month or two indefinitely. It seems that the Management firm is having trouble finding a suitable Supervisor for this complex. They last had a possible candidate a week and a half ago. The property manager called HHH in to the office to meet the guy and have them get on a schedule of HHH showing him the property, shop, where everything is kept, etc, etc, etc.... Then HHH went to lunch. In the span of 1 hour, the property manager rescinded the job. It seems something came back on the guy's background that was a major red flag. So now they are back to nobody but HHH and the other tech. Then right before Christmas HHH was told they will be firing the tech for poor job performance. Um.... 3-2=1 right? And if the send off HHH in Feb. that will leave 0!!! Who the hell is going to keep this place in check? And if HHH has to keep this place in line till they get someone else, are they going to shaft him compensation wise too? There are so many questions....

Anyway, I figure I'll just spring clean early. Dump old clothes that don't fit, toys the kids don't play with, stuff I don't use...... I tend to be a pack rat, but I fight it. I don't want to end up like those people on Hoarders, or worse... Like the news article where the woman was killed when a stack of her hoarded stuff fell on her. I do not want that to be my 15 minutes of fame tag line!

OK then.... downsizing. It's a good thing!

Saturday, December 25, 2010

Wonder & Delight

Christmas morning went off without a hitch despite, or perhaps because of all my worrying. The middle photo of Morgan is perhaps my favorite of the bunch... She has this perfect look of wonder and happiness. All children should have that,.... that one perfect moment. I hope everyone had great holiday. Now let's work on that New Year, shall we?

Friday, December 24, 2010

Merry Christmas!

.... Or is it Merry Catmas?? I confuse the two.

Merry Christmas everyone!

Thursday, December 23, 2010

Twas the day before Christmas,
And all through the land,
There were many good people,
In need of a hand.

The times, they were tough,
The economy was tight,
The jobs were too few,
Unemployment out of sight!

Children were writing,
To the Big Man their notes,
Not asking for toys,
But for food and new coats!

Moms and Dads were so sad,
They were stuck in a hole,
Buy gifts or pay rent?
It cut to right their soul!

We sure need to help,
Our fellow man out.
Just give them a hand,
Not just a handout!

Just a coin in a bucket,
A toy for donation,
Your time to a program,
That's just the foundation!

If we all could just give,
A tiny bit of ourselves,
The world would be better,
We wouldn't need elves.

The moral of this,
I guess is just hope,
We need it so much,
To keep us afloat!

Merry Christmas Eve everyone.


UPDATE!! PS- And by lend a hand, I mean this! So proud of my community.


I need it right about now.
I don't have a lot most of the time.
I wish I could instill it in others.
I want a limitless supply.
I have it in the people I love, even if they keep letting me down.
I see it in my children's eyes every day.
I never want to see it gone when they look at me.
I have to believe I will always have it.
Some times I doubt the validity of that last statement.

OK... if you want to get far far away from my depressing post, go here. I helped out with Dawg & Poppy's Holiday Edition of Cereal Wednesday. I may take the rest of the week off. I don't know.....

Tuesday, December 21, 2010


So far this holiday I have baked:

  • 3 dozen regular sugar cookies, frosted with homemade royal icing so the decorations on them stay pretty.
  • 2 dozen gingerbread men.
  • 2 dozen+ peanut butter cookies.
  • 2 dozen chocolate chip cookies.
  • 3 dozen Christmas gingerbread zombie victims & zombies.
  • 5 dozen sugar cookie Christmas trees also iced with home made royal icing.
  • We also made a gingerbread village, but I don't claim that because it was a pre-baked kit that I added to with my own decorating stuff.
I'm thinking of making a yule log as well for the Christmas dinner. We'll see.....

I need to get a new hobby!!

Monday, December 20, 2010

Christmas Gingerbread Zombpocolypse!!

Obligatory clueless chick in the middle there looking totally creeped out by the green eyed zombie eating the one guy's foot next to her!
The bodies really start to pile up!!
These poor souls tried to warn their friends with a hastily scrawled sign telling everyone to RUN!! Sadly, no one paid heed to the warnings.
And here's the entire tableau...... Three evil, zombie virus infected gingerbread men laid waste to the rest of the populous! It's just so sad.....

Yeah, I'm weird. I know it.

Sunday, December 19, 2010


It never fails. Usually sometime in December and continuing on into January, I become ill. Well, I'm not exactly sick per se this year..... but I am sore from my shoulder injury, (which looks like it will need surgery), and last night I had something weird happen.

I had made herb roasted chicken breasts and mashed potatoes and gravy. I had gotten everyone served, and just sat down to eat myself and suddenly felt like something was tickling my face. Then I looked down at my plate and saw huge drops of red all over my potatoes? WTF?!? Then I touched my face and my fingers were covered in blood!

Um.... WTF!?!

It seemed that I sprung a leak in my head, and now my life's blood was running out my nose and into my lovely dinner! WTF indeed!! (so sorry if you were eating something while reading this.) I jumped up, got a paper towel and tried to staunch the flow. This was just what I needed.... for my brains to liquefy and run out my nose! I tweeted and facebooked this little development, and was asked if I had dry nasal passages. I didn't and then I was worried.... why would I develop a sudden, huge nose bleed? Stress most likely. Stress from Christmas, car being out of commission, Getting things in order to move in March..... There's just so much.

Anywhoo.... After about 15 minutes I got the blood to stop, refreshed my plate with potatoes that would NOT appeal to a vampire, and sat back down to eat. Still not sure why my head decided to discharge a pint of blood.... But either way, I think I need to relax a little more.

Friday, December 17, 2010

Cuteness for Christmas, Pets Edition.

Star Wars Toy Mousies.

OMG these are so freakin' cute!! I can so see my cat playing with these. I wonder if the Yoda one can levitate the cat???
Futurama Plushies!

Kiss my shiny metal ass! Best line ever, and also useful when brushing off creepos at the local watering hole. Gobo would want to rip the head off Zoidberg immediately after getting him.
I Can Haz.....

Ok.... who hasn't thought of getting something like this for your pet kitteh? Really?? You haven't??? Well, guess it's just me then huh? Eh.... screw off! My cat deserves this as a gift! He keeps the damn dog in line!!!

Wednesday, December 15, 2010

For The Pop Star!!

I found out something awful today. In New York and it's surrounding boroughs, they don't stock very much Christmas Cap'n Crunch. It sells out almost as soon as they get it!! When I heard this from Poppy, I rushed right out to the store where, as you can see by the photo above, there are cases and cases of the stuff and bought the first box I could get my hands on. Then it was off to the post office. I was going anyway so I could mail a few overseas cards! Awesome!!

Merry Christmas Poppy & Dawg! Can't wait to see that Cereal Wednesday!!

Tuesday, December 14, 2010


My son pissed me off today. Our car has been out of commission and we won't be getting something else till next week. I only live 1/2 mile from the store so a short walk is all it takes to go get something at the moment. Bad part about all this is it decided to be frickin' FREEZING all of a sudden.

So tonight, after HHH gets back, he and I hoof it to the store to pick up some groceries. HHH tells Jr. we'll bring him something special back. So we get our groceries, head back. I remembered that Jr had asked for candy canes for the Christmas tree and Christmas Cap'n Crunch the last time we were at the store. So we get back and Jr is all "What did you bring me?" and I pull out the Christmas crunch. He looks disappointed. So I pull out the candy canes..... he looks even more upset. He wanted candy. Never mind his mom walked half a mile in 40 degree weather, and remembered exactly what he had asked for over 10 days ago.... nooooooo. Screw that! I kind of went nuts and yelled something to the effect of, "You no good ingrates can get your own damn crap next time!" and stomped off. Yeah... not my best moment. It reminded me of the story of the rutabaga.

From the time I could remember, my mother made me rutabagas at every special meal. Rutabagas are these root vegetables that are basically nasty. My mother swore to every one and any one I loved rutabagas. She made them for me every holiday, birthday, and special occasion without fail. I can't stand rutabagas. They taste awful. I ate a huge helping of them every time.


Because sometimes you want people to know they mean something to you, even if what they're doing is the furthest from what you'd like. My mother, who thought I loved rutabagas, would search out the best of the batch at the store. She would peel the thing, cube it, and soak it for a couple of hours in sugar sweetened water so it wouldn't be as bitter. hen she would cook it for a few more hours till the cubed rutabaga was soft enough to eat. It took her about a day to do this. All for me.

HHH asked me, when I imparted this story to him, why I didn't tell her the truth. I said, you don't take someones gesture of love and shit on it. I need to teach this to my kids. I kind of felt shit on tonight, but I will chalk it up to the kid being 8. Then I thought about all the ways people shit on each other when they should be grateful for what's being given to them. I hope I can impart this to my children. Hopefully Jr. learned it tonight.

We all got 'em.

What's yours?

Monday, December 13, 2010

Right Round.

I didn't get to do much today. I had a bad night's sleep that was compounded by the fact that I had vertigo when I woke up. I get the vertigo from time to time. It isn't so bad that I end up vomiting, but I can't walk straight, stand up for long periods of time, or drive. And before you all ask, no, it's not a tumor...(said in my best Arnold "Kindergarten Cop" voice.)... it's a problem that stems from a childhood spent with a heavy smoker. My mother was a 2 to 3 pack a day smoker when I was growing up. I can't remember a time when I as a child when my mother wasn't seen with a cig in hand while either cooking, watching TV, or driving in the car. Knowing what we know now about second hand smoke and it's effects on kids developing systems, it's a wonder we kids from back in the 70's are still alive! I didn't get lung cancer, or stunted growth, or anything like that, but I was the victim of chronic ear infections. One or two of those infections ended up perforating my ear drum and I lost fluid in my inner ear. I also lost some hearing thanks to this, and unfortunately for me, the fluid never re-whatever it is your body does when you lose something that can be regrown. This is one of the main reasons I can't ride roller coasters. The quick up, down, upside down stuff would have me hurling or mess my head up beyond all repair. Meh..... I will survive.

The only thing that messes me up with this is the fact that my equilibrium is jacked all to hell. If I'm standing up, and I close my eyes, I lose the ability for just a moment to know which way is up and which way is down. Now think about if I ever get stopped in a sobriety check point. I'd TOTALLY fail the "stand on one leg, close your eyes, tip your head back, & touch your nose" deal! Hell, I'd fall over even if I was stone cold sober!! Fun fun fun!

So I explained all that to basically tell you I did nothing today.. But I did make home made fried chicken and I baked brownies from scratch! FROM SCRATCH PEOPLE!!! If I can get through a bout of vertigo and end it with brownies, I guess it hasn't been a bad day.

Now pass me the milk!

Sunday, December 12, 2010

It Takes A Village.

Gingerbread kit: $9
Time invested: 3 to 4 hours
Family memories: PRICELESS!

Friday, December 10, 2010


Photo from here.

No..... there isn't any snow down here. Not unless there is a fun event nearby with one of those snow blowers is there ever snow here! No I was doing some thinking Friday evening and I thought to myself,

"Maybe I'm giving this snow and winter thing a bad rap."

It could be. Yes I grew up here in Florida my entire life, and yes I have more experience with the beach than a mountain top, so it stands to reason I may just be a little too down on Mother Nature's chilly precipitation. My most heinous memory of snow was back about 15 years ago up in Vermont. I was visiting then family and we went to a skiing resort for lunch and shopping. After a rather passable lunch, it was suggested that we go outside to a scenic brook for photographs and oooh-ing and aaaah-ing at nature. OK... I was game. (I was also a Floridian, in a sweatshirt, light jeans, leather jacket, and rubber soled sneakers.) As we were walking, there was a small 3 step stairway to the path by the brook. The northern people didn't even think to tell me that I should be super careful or anything like that, and I being a southerner had no clue! 1 step... 2 steps..... then


Down I went in a heap! Rubber soled sneakers are NOT what one should wear on snow and ice. I wasn't so hurt I had to go to the ER, but it did hurt a lot and I was bruised for WEEKS! It was also right after that that the very first instance of my back going out happened. Either or..... the people I was visiting got a big chuckle out of the whole deal at my expense, and cold, snow, and ice were black listed with me from then on.

So now that I am getting ready to head up to the great white north, I have thought to myself, maybe I should give the winter another chance. It seems silly to hold something that happened over a decade ago against the entire season, (although I do love being at the beach in November!) Here is where you all come in. Tell me what is super cool and fun to do in the snow. PS- I already know how to ice skate!

I'll start- I like to ice skate. It's hard, and you need strong ankles and arches, but it's worth it!

Now you guys!!!!

Thursday, December 9, 2010

My Best Christmas Memory.

Because shit has been hitting the fan here at the Fabulous household, I have been in a hugely sour mood. Something about maybe not being able to give your kids a Christmas will do that to ya. Anywhoo.... I have been scanning the interwebz for contests to win where I can use the loot as gifts if I win. Sad, yes I know, but even if I wasn't strapped, I am cheap and would have done so anyway.

While I was perusing Twitter, I saw a contest where to enter all you had to do was comment with your best Christmas memory. As I was doing this in a comment, I kept it brief and to the point, but really, it went something like this.....

I was 15. You know the age... young, indestructible, full of life, only wants to hang with friends NOT family..... yeah, I was that kid. I remember a lot of calls for my Dad that fall about how his mother, my Granny as we called her, wasn't doing very well. I had overheard Mom and Dad talking about making a trip up north soon to visit with her because the family didn't think she'd make it till our yearly visit on Easter weekend. I wasn't really keeping up with it. I had a super cool boyfriend at the time and I was chit chatting with my best friend about what parties we were going to go to for the holiday. Then a week later, my parents dropped the news that we were going up north for Christmas.


Ugh! I was thinking... "Aw man! No boyfriend kisses under the mistletoe, no parties with my best friend, no tree, no home cooked meals, no opening gifts Christmas morning, nothing!!" I was pissed. (Did I mention I was a complete ass as a teenager??) So, as soon as school got out the Friday before Christmas break, we hit the road to drive the 500 miles up to my father's ancestral home. It was also cold that year, and there we were, total Florida teen plus Mom and Dad, stuck in a mini van on I-75 headed up to even colder northern regions.

So there I was, cold, alone, and sulking in the back seat of my parent's mini van. It wasn't the greatest trip. In an effort for my Mom to make me feel better about the trip, she asked me to make a mix tape (hey it was over 20 years ago!) of Christmas music for us to play on the van tape player. Yeah... I put in "Home For The Holidays" about 5 extra times on that joker. (see.... ass.) I was refusing to talk to my Mom and Dad. Every time they asked me what was wrong, I threw on my headphones to my walkman,(damn I'm telling my age!), and zoned out, ignoring them. In my own teenage way I was exacting revenge during a holiday that most people get closer on. As I sat there sulking in my own little world, hating that I wasn't home....

There it was!

My Dad had gotten into the left passing lane on I-75 somewhere up in Georgia. There was some shitty looking Chevy Chevette up ahead he was trying to go around. As we got closer, I noticed there was something weird about the Chevette, something attached to it and facing backwards. As we got closer, I made out an 8 point buck, mounted in a sort of show box, perched on the rear of the car. It has a red lightbulb nose, ornaments and tinsel on the antlers, and a Santa hat! The box was decorated with shiny garland and twinkly lights and when the driver tapped the brakes, the nose lit up!! I giggled to my self and wondered who would drive something like that? My Dad began to pass the car and that's when I saw. It was the man himself.... Santa Claus, or at least an unreasonable facsimile! Driving the shittiest Chevette I have ever seen with a jolly Rudolph head attached to the back, was a fat man in a Santa suit waving out his open car window wishing us a merry Christmas and safe travels! After we passed I had to ask myself if it was even real. My Mom and Dad were laughing and I joined in. Suddenly we were laughing and talking and everything was OK. That's when I knew.

I knew that no matter where we were, it would always be Christmas. I knew that there would always be people who carry on the spirit of the holiday's no matter where you were, Home, a Highway, a Hotel, anywhere. I knew that I was only hurting myself by resenting my parents for this trip. I learned that the people you love don't last forever, so you better love them right now. My Granny passed away the next November. It turned out that that WAS her last Christmas and it meant the world to her that all of her sons came to be with her for that holiday. I learned so much that holiday, and I did it without ribbons. I did it with out tags. I did it with out packages, boxes, or bags!

So there it is.... my best Christmas memory. I was with my family.
I've held on to that memory for the longest time.

Tuesday, December 7, 2010

Another List.... Derby Style!!

Yeah yeah..... I'm back again. I was looking at Twitter and B-Train of Wicked Skatewear started tweeting all kinds of awesome stuff from their t-shirt line. So I went and looked around and whoo hoo! I found all sorts of stuff I could use and love to have! Hint hint people!!!

The above leg warmers would really come in handy for when we move up to Nebraska! They are thigh high, so wearing them with your derby shorts and skirts is no problem and bonus is you get to keep your muscles warm and ready to perform. In the derby world, hot muscles means strong strides and hard hits!!
I saw this and immediately thought of Poppy!! She and Dawg are fans of the Star Wars genera and I can so see her and I wearing this! I bet if there had been derby a long long time ago in a galaxy far far away, Leia would have kicked everyone's ass and Han would have been her derby widow!

I saw this on a t-shirt and thought.... hey I need to get this for HHH. He loves me and I'm a roller girl. Perfect right?? And it will fit in so well with the next shirt I found......
Oh yeah! My daughter, Mo, REALLY wants this one. (She's the little one who is violent and beats up bullies for THEIR lunch money!) It makes me feel so proud that the sport I have come to love makes my kids just that much more proud of me! It is amazing that my 14 year old isn't embarrassed that her mom dresses in fishnets and school girl skirts.
Ah..... for the gamer. I thought this was really funny. Back in the day, I actually had an Atari system with Pac-Man, Donkey Kong, & Space Invaders! I saw this and thought it was hilarious. Want. Seriously
Argyle. I love argyle. It's is so retro, and nerdy, and awesome. Some of my favorite derby socks are argyle. I saw these and instantly want them!Argyle and skulls are simply the best ever! Oh.... and the pink on black is cool too!
Running shorts. Believe it or not, most derby girls wear shorts, not skirts. I am a hold out to the days of yore with my school girl punk throwbacks, but if I ever switch to shorts, these are comfy looking. They also hold up well because several of my derby sisters wear them! Also, they may come in handy when I go running! Now that my ass is smaller, I bet they'll look good too!

These? Are frickin' awesome! They are all cool in a snow bunny kind of way! Once again, I'll stay warm when getting to those cold, snowy Nebraska derby practices. I NEED THESE! Oh, and a pair of snowshoes!! That would be nice!

So there you have it. What to get your favorite roller girl for Christmas!! I included all the links too. And who knows.... if I ever win the lottery, some of you may find this stuff in your mail box one day!

Monday, December 6, 2010

Ways To Stay Warm.

So, the deal was inked. HHH and I are moving to Lincoln Nebraska in the spring, namely around March. He'll be going up in mid-February to make a start at getting his property in order, then the kids and I will follow up in mid to end of March. Now, it will be spring, more or less, and the temps will be averaging around 40 degrees. For a florida girl who just dropped 70 lbs of body insulating fat, that's pretty damn cold! I figured I have till march's end to come up with some ideas to stay warm.....

  1. Electric Blanket.
  2. Thermal Underwear.
  3. Space Heater.
  4. Running.
  5. Bubble Jacket.
  6. Sex! Lots of sex!!
  7. Baking all the time.
  8. Fire place.
  9. Sex IN FRONT of the fireplace!
  10. Flannel PJ's.
  11. Snuggie, or as we call them, WTF blankets.
  12. Sit on the dryer while it's running.
  13. Have SEX on the dryer while it's running!
  14. Hot Chocolate.
  15. SEX using warm melted chocolate!
Yeah.... I think I have a few ideas on how to stay warm.....

Any suggestions?

Saturday, December 4, 2010

Cartoons for a Cause.

Facebook is having some sort of whodo where everyone is changing their avatars to a cartoon character. It's supposed to show your support for preventing child abuse, but really, what good does it do? We see requests all the time to turn your avatar this color or that color, add a twibbon, change it to this or that... but what good does this really do? Yes showing your support is great and if it helps to raise awareness I am all for it, but really.... shouldn't we be doing something like donating funds, helping with education or volunteering? It just seems a better choice. Our family has our select charity that we donate to. The JDRF, Juvenile Diabetes Research Foundation. With two kids diagnosed in early childhood with type 1 diabetes, it hits home for us and we make all of our charitable donations there. We're not rich, so we have to pick only one.

Anywho, I changed my avatar.... to the above photo. I think it's Alice in Wonderland and a French Maid. Yeah... a little tongue in cheek, but hey, I never said I was normal. So, moral of the story is, don't just change your avatar,


Friday, December 3, 2010


Karma can be such the bitch. The last few months, every time someone on Twitter or Facebook updated with something like...

"It is soooo cold here!"
"Wow! The snow is really falling now!"
"This weather is crazy!"

... I commented with.....

"That's why I live in Florida."

This fall, it has been lovely. Sunny, warm, with balmy breezes and beautiful evenings. It has been lovely. The hurricanes have been nonexistent. Up until now, the cold hasn't even entered the picture. Right at the moment, Florida is in a little cold snap and it actually got down to the high 30's! For me, that is hunker down in bed with a cup of coffee weather!(or with a hot man... but he has to work sometime!)

So a few weeks ago HHH thought he was going to get promoted here to supervisor of this property. It didn't happen. He was seriously disappointed. Well, it turns out the company didn't want to give him the FLORIDA property because they already had him pegged for......


Oh fuck me! Corn Huskers? Snow? COLD TEMPERATURES IN THE TEENS?!? Yeah. I just lost close to 80lbs of body insulating fat. I can now wear a bikini. I'm going to a state where one has to "bundle up". What sort of fuckery is this?!? This is what I get for rubbing Florida's awesome weather in everyone's face. Sigh......

So the plan is HHH goes up in mid February to pick out our apartment and to start work at the brand new complex being built while I pack everything up and prepare for movers. Then at the end of March, we ship everything up north and the kids and I fly out to Lincoln. The silver lining of this is that in 2012 the company is breaking ground on a brand new complex in Orlando. If HHH plays his cards right, we may be able to come back pretty soon. Another thing is with this promotion also comes a hefty compensation package. HHH will be furthering his career as well, and what good wife doesn't want to support her hubby when it comes to that??

Of course, I do have priorities. First thing I checked on when HHH came home with this news was looked up if Lincoln had a roller derby team. IT DOES!!! The No Coast Derby Girls play out of Lincoln!! The were at the WFTDA semi finals!! If I can make it up there, I'll be doing ok.

So there you have it. I'm being exiled to the middle of the country! Whoo hoo!


Thursday, December 2, 2010


I have a few favorites when it comes to holiday commercials. The favorite of my daughter and I are the Garmin commercials.

First there was the one about the guy getting lost while trying to buy a wreath. Love the moose in that one. Then there was the one about the woman trying to get all her errands done, including a very necessary brow waxing. And who could forget the one about all the Garmin personal electronics like run trackers, etc etc etc... Also, who could forget the one with the life sized Nutcracker that goes out for a night on the town and is followed by a psychotic looking clown!?! Oh yeah..... The words are always set to carol of the bells and it is so frickin' funny! One year, Daisy and I learned the Moose version by heart and every time we walked past a Garmin display we would burst into enthusiastic song. Crazy and weird glance receiving, yes I know, but still a family fun thingy she and I would laugh about!

And really...... isn't having a good laugh freaking strangers out singing commercials about random GPS units with you daughter what the holidays are all about??

Wednesday, December 1, 2010

Is It REALLY A Gift?

Now that the holiday season is upon us, the commercials have started in earnest! You have the tear jerkers, the celebretories, the sentimentals,.... all the gimmicks Madison Ave. uses to get us to buy buy buy for every damn person we are acquainted with. Some of the gift ideas I can totally see myself buying for someone, like electronic stuff (not too pricey.), or a nice sweater, maybe a kitchen gadget or something like that, but others..... I just don't get those choices.

* Lottery Tickets: I live in Florida where we have a state lottery and a powerball that works in conjunction with several other states. You have the drawings for big money, and you have the scratchers. This time of year, the lottery pushes the scratchers as a "good" gift to give your mail carrier, teachers, favorite waiters, lawn guys, pool guys, etc etc etc. How it this a good gift? Most of these things aren't big winners. You maybe get your money back for the purchase price of the ticket at most in most cases. (anywhere from $2 to $10.) Say, I go with my family to our favorite eatery and we have dinner. With our family of 5 that will cost anywhere from $50 to $100 depending on the eatery. Instead of a decent tip, I am supposed to believe that giving Joe Waiter a $2 scratcher is ok? And then what if it's a losing scratcher, where it pays out nothing?? Does this convey that my family thinks nothing of the server who has been friendly and personable the whole year? It seems insulting!! I'd much rather add a $20 on top of his 15% and say happy holidays.

*The New Car: All the car companies are showing families wrapping up cars, of all things, and taking mom or dad out to the driveway and "surprising" them with a brand new car. Oh the JOY on their faces as they share in the beauty of fuel injection and leather interiors! How is this a gift? Most people finance their cars for 3 or more years. That seems to me to be the gift that keeps on giving (you bills!) for the next 36 to 60 months! And since most car payments for a new car are running around $499, we're talking $17,000 to $30,000 over the life of the loan, not including maintenance, insurance, and gas. That's a gift? Come on!

*The Cash Card: Now, I was on the fence on this one. Yes, if you don't know what to get Aunt Sarah for a gift, a cash card would be an easy gift choice. Your Aunt could go where ever she wants and use the card to buy what ever she wants and no harm, no foul. I just don't like these for two reasons. 1. As long as it isn't someone close to you, they are ok. If, however, you are getting a cash card for your sister, mom, son, etc... uh-uh. Not ok. Close family should be personal, and your gift selections for them should be just as personal. Don't be lazy and weasel out on doing a little leg work to find out just what that perfect gift they want is. That's part of the fun of gift shopping. 2. Most cash cards have waaaaaay too many service charges attached to them. There are some that charge $.50 to $1.00 per transaction. So if you get a card for $50.00 and you use it 2 or 3 times for $10 or so, you will pay up to $1.00 each time. So you've spent $33 not $30. And those are the low end estimates. Some cards also charge $3 for use at an ATM, $5 for online use, and even $1 to check your balance over the phone!!! OMG!?! How is this a gift? And if the person you gave this to doesn't use the whole amount? Some cards will charge $.50 to $1 every month till the money left on the card is gone. Wow. Thanks for that! That is an awesome gift.

So there you go. I guess you could say this is my "What not to buy" list. I just think gifts that are well thought out, and given with caring are so much more precious.

Happy Gift Giving!

Tuesday, November 30, 2010


Why does crappy shit have to happen on days that should be great?

Monday, November 29, 2010


Always sassy...
Sometimes grumpy...
Ever adventurous.....
Instinctively hip....
And forever my little girl, no matter how old she gets!

I love you Becca Daisy!

Happy Birthday!!