ragingmom

08:57 am: Time To Move On..
I'm trying to set up a new blog. I'm having miserable luck getting it set up, especially with the links. Links are the main reason I'm moving- several people have been kind enough to link this sorry site, and the least I can do is to return the favor. The new site is The Splatter Zone if you care to look or can help me with linky love!!

11:46 am: A Very Proud Day


No, not that guy!



THIS GUY!



Who gets to wear these!

Son, we are all so proud of you, and the outstanding man you have become. You are very loved.
XXOO

09:09 am: Cutest.Spider.Ever

06:26 am: Fingers Crossed
I'm sitting on pins and needles this morning, waiting to hear how my son has made out with the promotion board. I meant to ask everyone to please keep him in your thoughts, and then promptly forgot about the time difference. Do it anyway!

Sgt. Preston. Dang, for those of us old enough to remember, that has a very fine ring to it!

08:11 am: The Haunted (ahem) Mansion


The only thing missing at the moment is the black light, fog machine and various body parts strewn along the porch. Too bad you can't see the green eyed skeleton, shaking ghost and flying bat all hanging from the tree. I'll have more pictures of all our little ghosts and goblins tomorrow.

07:45 am: From my favorite Southern Gentleman comes this quote:
"We must learn to regard people less in light of what they do or don't do, and more in the light of what they suffer."
Thanks for a moment of grace, Eric. My armor is burnished, sword at the ready, and several demons were banished this morning.

12:56 pm: Hiatus Not
I was going to quit blogging for a bit due to some unforeseen events that have transpired. My last post about mixing my diazepam with my whiskey turned out to be prophetic indeed, and I am blessed with a DUI. I'm not ready to write about that quite yet, but I do have a few words of wisdom for right now.
*Stop me if you've heard this before but- DON'T DRINK AND DRIVE. When they say it's a matter of when, not if, I am living proof of this since this is not the first one for me.
*If you are feeling crappy for one reason or another,your doc keeps switching around your meds to try to find one that helps, but none are, it might be okay to say, okay, I'd rather just deal with feeling like crap than deal with these God awful side effects. I'm STILL having docs try to convince me I need to take anti-depressants for my non-smoking anxiety, and I swear, their solution has been alot of the problem. Some people just can't take this stuff and I think I'm one.
No pity parties here- I have a huge shit sandwich on my plate right now, and I'm going to have to do say alot of things I don't want to. What doesn't kill you makes you stronger, they say, so I think I am fast approaching being an Iron Maiden.
On a lighter note, I was thinking of being one of the patients from One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest for Halloween.

What, that's not funny?

01:58 pm: ANNOYANCE
I am annoyed. Pretty hard to believe, given this place's name and all.
My first annoyance came at 4:07 a.m.. I usually try to catch the weather channel at least once a morning; since I work in construction, it gives me a heads up on what to expect for the day.
4:08- no weather on the 8's
4:09- still no local weather
4:12- I know all I could possibly need to know about Hurricane Wilma, but have no idea how to dress for work today.
Lest anyone think I am unsympathetic to Bou or anyone else in Florida, I'm not, truly! Don't really understand why anyone would live in Hurricane Alley, but then again, I never expect anyone to ask me why I put up with snow and ice. I just need my weather, okay?

And courtesy of Misha,just to make my head launch off my shoulders:

Cindy Sheehan is going to tie herself to the fence of the White House when the casualty count for Iraq reaches 2000.

You just know what I'm going to post about next time, don't you? AFTER I mix my diazepam with my whiskey?

11:33 am: Pigs are once again flying over the frozen slopes of hell-
I'm wearing a Sox t-shirt!
Sorry to offend anyone, but I'm a Chicago fan period. Not of the city per se, but the sports teams, with the exception of the Bulls. It would have been just as good to me if the Cubs were in it, but since they're not....look folks, since when are we complaining about having an opportunity to have much drinking and partying going on with a local team in the World Series?? Get your priorites straight!

And true love? When you've fallen asleep on the couch, your significant die-hard-Cardinals-fan other has gone on up to bed, but left the Sox game on for you in case you wake up later.

11:33 am: I very rarely have days that I am content with how I look. Hell, I rarely have days when I give a shit about how I look! Come on, I work with truck drivers! Over the years, I have decided that they just aren't worth the effort of trying to not poke my eye out with the mascara wand at 4 a.m., and since I get dressed in the dark, I can only hope that my jeans are clean and my socks match. So it surprizes me when I am wearing clothes that make me happy.
It was cool enough this morning to get out my all time favorite sweater- a black cardigan with autumn leaves appliqued on it. It is definitely an old lady thing, but I make it work for me! And my little black boots! I have missed them so this summer! They are just plain black ankle lace-ups, but I love them. I have more boots than any other type of shoe- ropers, lace-up ropers, fancy cockroach killers, hiking, "combat" in both black and desert. I finally had to part with my quarry boots because they had become too disreputable.....but I digress. My hair actually looks like I have combed it and I found my skeleton pin! Yep, hanging from my granny sweater is a rhinestone skeleton.
Bedrock chic, I am.