Taken from Sundry.
What are your middle names?
Mine is Lee, Hubby's is Matthew
How long have you been together?
10 loooonnnngggg years. Started dating in December 1998; married in 2000.
How long did you know each other before you started dating?
About 3 years. We were friends first. Met through mutual friends our senior year of high school. Saved a dog, a kitten, and saved my ass a few times too.
Who asked whom out?
I can't really pinpoint who asked who out. Like I said, we were friends. We hung out, we liked each other, neither of us were dating anyone else (or...wait....?) and I just remember a night of kissing in the cold rain.
How old are each of you?
We are both 31, and it wouldn't be a normal answer if I didn't tell you what he tells every-bloody-one: I am (a mere) 6 days older than he.
Whose siblings do you see the most?
Mine, for sure. For one, my family is always around. Second, his brothers are like non-existent in everyone's life.
Which situation is the hardest on you as a couple?
If you ask him, it's when we are together. Bwahahahahahahaha. He's a funny guy, isn't it? If you ask me, I would say his uncle's death a few years ago.
Did you go to the same school?
Nope. We only went to the same high school for one semester.
Are you from the same home town?
No. He grew up in Cedar Hill, Texas and I grew up in Fort Worth, Texas.
Who is smarter?
He is definitely smarter at analyzing things, at numbers, at investments. I am good at psycho-analyzing things, great with words, and lovely when it comes to being caring and giving. Does that make me smart?
Who is the most sensitive?
Me, for sure. To a fault sometimes.
Where do you eat out most as a couple?
Hmmm, probably Sushi Sam's or pizza.
Where is the furthest you two have traveled together as a couple?
Playa del carmen, mexico
Who has the craziest exes?
I would have to say him. Especially considering he had an ex that knew where were lived, as in-had driven by our house and could describe everything about it but hadn't talked to him in several years. Hellloooo, spooky. Most of my ex's disappeared into thin air.
Who has the worst temper?
Oh, I'm pretty sure we are on even ground on this one. I get it out right away, yelling stomping, and throwing shit (occasionally). He keeps it all in, until he explodes. We feed off of one another's anger.
Who does the cooking?
That would be me. He will cook breakfast occasionally, but other than that...
Who is the neat-freak?
I have my interesting little quirks about things being clean, but by far, he is the one with the OCD. He gets pissy about the labels of cans facing the same in the pantry; his shirts facing the same way in the closet, color-coded; and OMG HE gets down-right persnickety about how to load our dishwasher. Also? You must clean each dish, cup, and spoon prior to putting it in the dishwasher.
Who is more stubborn?
Him. He will not give in on anything, even when it is blatantly obvious that he is wrong. I, on the other hand, stand my ground on things that are important to me, but cave on other things. I hate confrontation.
Who hogs the bed?
We stay to our own sides. He hogs the comforter, I hog the sheet. In this, we are pretty compatible.
Who wakes up earlier?
Him.
Where was your first date?
Hell of I know!
Who is more jealous?
Depends on the situation. I would say, overall, I am more jealous, but it comes from my own feelings of inadequacy (told you I psycho-analyze everything).
How long did it take to get serious?
Not long at all. We dated for a couple of months, and by spring he was at my apartment pretty much every night.
Who eats more?
I eat more throughout the day; he eats one, maybe two meals a day. But during those meals he does eat, he definitely surpasses me.
Who does the laundry?
Me. The few times he has done the laundry, he has shrunk the shit out of some of my clothes, and that is his "reasoning" behind no longer doing laundry. Whatever.
Who’s better with the computer?
Me.
Who drives when you are together?
Him, for several reasons. 1. He always has to be in control 2. He thinks I'm a bad driver 3. He says my Jeep is a sardine can, and he gets all claustrophobic in it.
Go right ahead and psycho-analyze that.
Then be sure and do this little meme-thingy yourself.
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1.23.2009
The Grumpy MeMe
I'm stealing this from The Coconut Diaries. It's greatness, I tell you!
List Five T.V. shows that I will never watch – no, never.
1. The View (annoys the shit out of me)
2. Jerry Springer (trash!)
3. The Hills (stupid, spoiled drama)
4. The Wiggles (been there, done that)
5. The Doodlebops (AAAAAAAAAAAArg, my brain is bubbling just thinking about it)
Five foods I HATE and refuse to eat.
1. Liver
2. Veal (actually, I love it, but can't bring myself to eat it after having cattle)
3. Squid salad
4. Smelt eggs (Ever watch Bizarre Foods on the Travel Channel??)
5. intestines
Five places I don’t have any interest in visiting.
1. Crystal Meth Lab
2. Iraq
3. A prison (they make me sad)
4. A crack house
5. The place where the prostitutes hang out near downtown (been there....makes me incredibly sad)
Five things people at work/in my family do to annoy me.
1. (family) Always making snotty comments that I am 'loaded' or 'rich', when I'm not.
2. (work) A co-worker who smokes like a chimney, and walks in smelling like an ashtray. It lingers ALL DAY.
3. (family) When people CRUNCH THEIR CANDY. Drives...me...f-ing...batshit....crazy. I am a sucker in a family of crunchers.
4. (family) Never saying please or thank you.
5. (family) Asking me what my husband is going to buy next, since he 'is a spending person'.
Five worst gifts you received.
1. A Christmas sweatshirt that was like 10 times too big for me, and UGLY.
2. A 5lb. bag of pistachios. I mean, I love them, but not THAT much.
3. A slightly used make-up compact.
4. A set of 1960's daisy teacups and teapot. In puke green & fluorescent yellow. Used.
5. A set of candlesticks with shamrocks on them.
List Five T.V. shows that I will never watch – no, never.
1. The View (annoys the shit out of me)
2. Jerry Springer (trash!)
3. The Hills (stupid, spoiled drama)
4. The Wiggles (been there, done that)
5. The Doodlebops (AAAAAAAAAAAArg, my brain is bubbling just thinking about it)
Five foods I HATE and refuse to eat.
1. Liver
2. Veal (actually, I love it, but can't bring myself to eat it after having cattle)
3. Squid salad
4. Smelt eggs (Ever watch Bizarre Foods on the Travel Channel??)
5. intestines
Five places I don’t have any interest in visiting.
1. Crystal Meth Lab
2. Iraq
3. A prison (they make me sad)
4. A crack house
5. The place where the prostitutes hang out near downtown (been there....makes me incredibly sad)
Five things people at work/in my family do to annoy me.
1. (family) Always making snotty comments that I am 'loaded' or 'rich', when I'm not.
2. (work) A co-worker who smokes like a chimney, and walks in smelling like an ashtray. It lingers ALL DAY.
3. (family) When people CRUNCH THEIR CANDY. Drives...me...f-ing...batshit....crazy. I am a sucker in a family of crunchers.
4. (family) Never saying please or thank you.
5. (family) Asking me what my husband is going to buy next, since he 'is a spending person'.
Five worst gifts you received.
1. A Christmas sweatshirt that was like 10 times too big for me, and UGLY.
2. A 5lb. bag of pistachios. I mean, I love them, but not THAT much.
3. A slightly used make-up compact.
4. A set of 1960's daisy teacups and teapot. In puke green & fluorescent yellow. Used.
5. A set of candlesticks with shamrocks on them.
1.12.2009
The Nomnomnom Meme
If you know me at all, you know that my life revolves around food. Yes, of course, it revolves around my daughter, and social work, and helping others, and world peace, and hugging trees, and....but oh.my.god. Food.
Taken from Lil Foot's Mommy, my faraway friend who will talk about food with me any time!
1. Favorite milk? 2% Or Shepp's Chocolate milk
2. What are the top 3 dishes/recipes you are planning to cook this season? Roman-Style Chicken, Italian stew, & chocolate cake
3. Topping of choice for popcorn? Plain, old, fatty butter
4. Most disastrous recipe/meal failure? Some cornbread out of a box. It was the Target brand, and I put in too much oil and it was AWFUL. My husband won't let me live it down, even though I now make some awesome cornbread.
5. Favorite pickled item? Pickled tomatoes! So good!
6. How do you organize your recipes? Uh, they are all over the place, but contained in one cabinet.
7. Compost, trash, or garbage disposal? garbage disposal. If I didn't have two dogs, I would totally do compost (tree hugger).
8. If you were stranded on an island and could only bring 3 foods…what would they be (don’t worry about how you’ll cook them)? pasta!, chocolate cake, tacos!
9. Fondest food memory from your childhood? Making some of my grandma's old recipes with her before she passed away
10. Favorite ice cream? Aw hell-just ONE?. Um, dulce de leche.
11. Most loved kitchen appliance? My pot filler!!! I rolled my eyes when my hubby wanted to put one in, but I LOVE it.
12. Spice/herb you would die without? garlic
13. Cookbook you have owned for the longest time? A kids one that has recipes from A-Z
14. Favorite flavor of jam/jelly? Kiwi jam from Australia! My friend brought it back for me.
15. Favorite recipe to serve to a friend? Tortilla soup
16. Do you eat tofu? Sometimes, but usually just in miso soup
17. Favorite meal to cook (or time of day to cook)? DESSERT!
18. What is sitting on top of your refrigerator? nothing. there is a built in cabinet that sits about a 1/4 inch above the top of my refrigerator (That's full of my china)
19. Name 3 items in your freezer without looking. tortellini, toaster strudel's, Chili
20. What’s on your grocery list? ice cream
21. Favorite grocery store? Market Street, but it's expensive!
22. Name a recipe you’d love to try, but haven’t yet. Roasted chicken with balsamic vinaigarette
23. Food blog you read the most. None, really.
24. Favorite chocolate? Raspberry truffles from godiva
25. Most extravagant food item purchased lately? prosciutto for the Roman Chicken recipe
26. What vegetables do you enjoy most? Broccoli, grilled eggplant & zucchini, fried zucchini, tomatoes, and cucumbers
Taken from Lil Foot's Mommy, my faraway friend who will talk about food with me any time!
1. Favorite milk? 2% Or Shepp's Chocolate milk
2. What are the top 3 dishes/recipes you are planning to cook this season? Roman-Style Chicken, Italian stew, & chocolate cake
3. Topping of choice for popcorn? Plain, old, fatty butter
4. Most disastrous recipe/meal failure? Some cornbread out of a box. It was the Target brand, and I put in too much oil and it was AWFUL. My husband won't let me live it down, even though I now make some awesome cornbread.
5. Favorite pickled item? Pickled tomatoes! So good!
6. How do you organize your recipes? Uh, they are all over the place, but contained in one cabinet.
7. Compost, trash, or garbage disposal? garbage disposal. If I didn't have two dogs, I would totally do compost (tree hugger).
8. If you were stranded on an island and could only bring 3 foods…what would they be (don’t worry about how you’ll cook them)? pasta!, chocolate cake, tacos!
9. Fondest food memory from your childhood? Making some of my grandma's old recipes with her before she passed away
10. Favorite ice cream? Aw hell-just ONE?. Um, dulce de leche.
11. Most loved kitchen appliance? My pot filler!!! I rolled my eyes when my hubby wanted to put one in, but I LOVE it.
12. Spice/herb you would die without? garlic
13. Cookbook you have owned for the longest time? A kids one that has recipes from A-Z
14. Favorite flavor of jam/jelly? Kiwi jam from Australia! My friend brought it back for me.
15. Favorite recipe to serve to a friend? Tortilla soup
16. Do you eat tofu? Sometimes, but usually just in miso soup
17. Favorite meal to cook (or time of day to cook)? DESSERT!
18. What is sitting on top of your refrigerator? nothing. there is a built in cabinet that sits about a 1/4 inch above the top of my refrigerator (That's full of my china)
19. Name 3 items in your freezer without looking. tortellini, toaster strudel's, Chili
20. What’s on your grocery list? ice cream
21. Favorite grocery store? Market Street, but it's expensive!
22. Name a recipe you’d love to try, but haven’t yet. Roasted chicken with balsamic vinaigarette
23. Food blog you read the most. None, really.
24. Favorite chocolate? Raspberry truffles from godiva
25. Most extravagant food item purchased lately? prosciutto for the Roman Chicken recipe
26. What vegetables do you enjoy most? Broccoli, grilled eggplant & zucchini, fried zucchini, tomatoes, and cucumbers
12.06.2008
My Love List
I realize I may be 8 months behind on this, but so be it. I stole this from Jodifur, who stole it from Jennie, both of whom have awesome ideas, thoughts, and hearts. I love them both! I have had the pleasure of meeting Jennie, and really hope I get to meet Jodifur some day! Anyway, enjoy, and feel free to steal it from me, even if you do wait 8 more months to post it on your own blog. The only requirement is this: You can't include a single person you know on your list.
I love the crisp feeling of cold on my face when I walk outside in the winter. I love the smell of a fire-either in a fireplace or a bonfire. I love the smell of honeysuckle. I love the soft feel of puppies' ears and the smell of their breath. I love orange roses. I love the smell of the beach, and how it stays with you even after you shower off the salt and sand. I love the colors of the sunrise. I love winter clouds. I love music, the feel of the bass, the melodies of love, and the rhythm of words. I love the chest-cracking pride I feel sometimes. I love books-reading them, and dreaming of writing one. I love reading a whole book in one day. I love walking. I love working out so hard that my legs are weak the rest of the day. I love the smell of vanilla, cookies baking, and Italian food cooking. I love creme brulee. I love colored pens. I love little hands and teeny feets. I love strong jawlines and cheekbones. I love when the leaves change colors. I love to stomp on them after they have fallen off the trees. I love the sound of the wind blowing through big pecan trees. I love the bray of donkeys. I love horses, and the feeling of peace they give me. I love when the sun warms my skin. I love the purr of a cat. I love memories. I love helping others. I love that I have hope, even in my darkest times. I love tequila, and Riesling wine. I love eating, especially Italian food. I love to sing, even if I don't sound perfect. I love the smell of dryer sheets. I love the feel of a brand new shirt. I love sexy bras. I love feeling sexy in them. I love shoes, purses, and accessories. I love lying on the beach, directly on the sand, right where the waves wash up on shore. I love Halloween, more than any other holiday (close second is Christmas). I love pastries, caramel, apples, peaches, pomegranates, and kiwi. I love a warm towel when I get out of the shower. I love the comfort of my bed after I turn off my alarm (never before). I love watching silly shows that make my stomach hurt from laughing. I love kids' movies and romantic comedies. I love the smell of coffee. I love Cool Whip. I love cheese and crackers, with or without the wine. I love getting massages. I love staying up late and sleeping in. I love staring at the stars, willing one to fall. I love crossing things off my 'to do' list. I love sharing a connection with a new friend. I love homemade banana pudding. I love buying for others. I love a cold shower when I am sunburned. I love floating in a pool. I love being silly and sassy. I love pulling weeds, and planting flowers. I love watching birds bathe themselves in a puddle. I love listening to squirrels chatter and fight. I love when I wake up NOT tired. I love romantic comedies, and laughing until I cry. I love the unexpected. I love dreaming of where I will be someday, the places I can go, the things I can see. I love walking down every aisle in Target. I love wandering in the woods near my favorite park. I love the sound of water rushing in a small creek. I love loud music and quiet mornings. I love sending 'thinking of you' e-cards and snail-mail notes. I love closing my eyes and counting my blessings.
That's my list.
I love the crisp feeling of cold on my face when I walk outside in the winter. I love the smell of a fire-either in a fireplace or a bonfire. I love the smell of honeysuckle. I love the soft feel of puppies' ears and the smell of their breath. I love orange roses. I love the smell of the beach, and how it stays with you even after you shower off the salt and sand. I love the colors of the sunrise. I love winter clouds. I love music, the feel of the bass, the melodies of love, and the rhythm of words. I love the chest-cracking pride I feel sometimes. I love books-reading them, and dreaming of writing one. I love reading a whole book in one day. I love walking. I love working out so hard that my legs are weak the rest of the day. I love the smell of vanilla, cookies baking, and Italian food cooking. I love creme brulee. I love colored pens. I love little hands and teeny feets. I love strong jawlines and cheekbones. I love when the leaves change colors. I love to stomp on them after they have fallen off the trees. I love the sound of the wind blowing through big pecan trees. I love the bray of donkeys. I love horses, and the feeling of peace they give me. I love when the sun warms my skin. I love the purr of a cat. I love memories. I love helping others. I love that I have hope, even in my darkest times. I love tequila, and Riesling wine. I love eating, especially Italian food. I love to sing, even if I don't sound perfect. I love the smell of dryer sheets. I love the feel of a brand new shirt. I love sexy bras. I love feeling sexy in them. I love shoes, purses, and accessories. I love lying on the beach, directly on the sand, right where the waves wash up on shore. I love Halloween, more than any other holiday (close second is Christmas). I love pastries, caramel, apples, peaches, pomegranates, and kiwi. I love a warm towel when I get out of the shower. I love the comfort of my bed after I turn off my alarm (never before). I love watching silly shows that make my stomach hurt from laughing. I love kids' movies and romantic comedies. I love the smell of coffee. I love Cool Whip. I love cheese and crackers, with or without the wine. I love getting massages. I love staying up late and sleeping in. I love staring at the stars, willing one to fall. I love crossing things off my 'to do' list. I love sharing a connection with a new friend. I love homemade banana pudding. I love buying for others. I love a cold shower when I am sunburned. I love floating in a pool. I love being silly and sassy. I love pulling weeds, and planting flowers. I love watching birds bathe themselves in a puddle. I love listening to squirrels chatter and fight. I love when I wake up NOT tired. I love romantic comedies, and laughing until I cry. I love the unexpected. I love dreaming of where I will be someday, the places I can go, the things I can see. I love walking down every aisle in Target. I love wandering in the woods near my favorite park. I love the sound of water rushing in a small creek. I love loud music and quiet mornings. I love sending 'thinking of you' e-cards and snail-mail notes. I love closing my eyes and counting my blessings.
That's my list.
10.23.2008
I love your blog
I was tagged about 12,000 days ago (okay, I am a bit dramatic. only 12 days ago.) by this lovely lady (whom I adore, just as a sidenote). So, she gave me this:
As part of the meme, I have to give you 6 random facts about myself. So here goes:
1. I have reoccurring dreams. Not nightmares. Places I know I have never been to in real life, but places I go to over and over in my dreams.
2. I once slept with a guy who is now dead. Creepy, huh?
3. And let me just say, since I am being brutally honest, as usual, that, with the guy gone, the female population is without one incredibly sexy guy who knew what the hell he was doing.
4. I used to hate coconut with a passion. I think it was the texture. Now I love it.
5. I once got so drunk that I fell off a picnic table that I just happened to be dancing on.
6. I was a 'sexy kitty cat' for Halloween one year. Now? I find it annoying as hell that young girls use Halloween as an excuse to wear next to nothing. "Let's wear lingerie, draw some whiskers on our face, and bam! Happy Halloween!" Ack.
So, who shall I tag? Shit, who am I really going to torture?
All of the ladies at 3giraffes
And those are the only people I will torture for now. The rest of you: I still try to read your blogs, I don't get to comment often, but I love you all!
Enough with the lovey-dovey, kissy-face shit. Back to our regularly programmed blog.
7.01.2008
Meme whore (damn it!)
So, I read Mooooooo all the time, and awhile back she posted this meme, and I found it intriguing. I love photography, but I'm not an expert. I registered for a photopgraphy class in college, and then dropped it because my dad didn't want to pay for the 'required camera', and I damn sure didn't have the money at the time. I think I got this love from my mother, as I did my love of writing, poetry, and silliness. So, it's apparently meme month, or something.
The rules:
a. Type your answer to each of the questions below into Flickr Search.
b. Using only the first page, pick an image.
c. Copy and paste each of the URLs for the images into fd’s mosaic maker.
The questions that inspired the photos:
1. What is your first name? (And let me tell you, if you go put my first name in, there are SEVERAL neeeeked pictures of women! What the hell? I thought briefly of using one of them, because the first one made me giggle. Click here if you dare.)
2. What is your favorite food?
3. What high school did you go to?
4. What is your favorite color?
5. Who is your celebrity crush?
6. Favorite drink?
7. Dream vacation?
8. Favorite dessert?
9. What you want to be when you grow up?
10. What do you love most in life?
11. One word to describe you.
12. Your flickr name (I don't have a flickr account or name, so I put in a nickname my family uses for me).
My result:
Fun, huh? Go. Do it. Now. I dare you.
The rules:
a. Type your answer to each of the questions below into Flickr Search.
b. Using only the first page, pick an image.
c. Copy and paste each of the URLs for the images into fd’s mosaic maker.
The questions that inspired the photos:
1. What is your first name? (And let me tell you, if you go put my first name in, there are SEVERAL neeeeked pictures of women! What the hell? I thought briefly of using one of them, because the first one made me giggle. Click here if you dare.)
2. What is your favorite food?
3. What high school did you go to?
4. What is your favorite color?
5. Who is your celebrity crush?
6. Favorite drink?
7. Dream vacation?
8. Favorite dessert?
9. What you want to be when you grow up?
10. What do you love most in life?
11. One word to describe you.
12. Your flickr name (I don't have a flickr account or name, so I put in a nickname my family uses for me).
My result:
Fun, huh? Go. Do it. Now. I dare you.
6.25.2008
Well, isn't that special???
So, miss Mooooooooo tagged me for this damn book meme, and of course, I'm a sucker, and of course, it is so damn fitting.
Rules:
-Pick up the nearest book.
-Turn to page 123.
-Find the 5th sentence.
-Copy down the next three sentences.
-Pass it along.
So, I just finished My Sister's Keeper, and a few others, and here you have it:
--Kerri glances over her shoulder at me. "You look like shit."
"Thanks."
Gah, what the hell? Seriously?
So, I tried another book: My Life In and Out of the Rough by John Daly. My husband's book, although I don't think he's finished, let alone touched it a least a month.
--She was also absolutely drop-dead beautiful. I couldn't take my eyes off her. But I got all shy for some reason.
Awwwwww.
Okay, so I'm tagging the following: Why Mom Drinks Rum, Danielle, My Second Journal, & DeeDee. Go. Now. Have fun trying to find something meaningful and blog-worthy on page 123.
***
Another blog-worthy topic that I could go on and on about.
I receive emails from my husband's aunt on occasion. Sometimes it is little updates about how things are going, but mostly it is stupid forwards. Okay, some are cute and sweet, but most are political in nature, and they.piss.me.off.
See, I am pretty liberal. But working for CPS for 6 years also put some pressure on my morals and standards. Now, I'm all for Free Speech and 'to each their own' and all that other bullshit, but seriously?
So today I get this email with 'Political Cartoons we don't see, but should'. Oh, frick.
And I go ahead and read them, and I'm all, "Oh, funny." Not.
But! At the very end of the email is this, bullshit statement:
"Thought for the day: Calling an illegal alien an 'undocumented immigrant' is like calling a drug dealer an 'unlicensed pharmacist'. "
Please. Go back and read.that.very.slowly.
Now, let me breathe a bit, before I get on my soapbox, and lay into this one. And beware, I am sure I will cuss on this one.
Are you fucking kidding me? Seriously??? Seriously. Okay, so I live in Texas, and yeah, yeah, Texas is really Mexico, according to all the fuckers who say this state is 'full of Mexicans'. Okay, fine. Whatever. But comparing people who are here illegally with dumbasses who sell drugs to anyone who will buy them? Uh, no.
I'm not really sure why, over the past few years, we have decided that it is all the filthy, undocumented Mexicans that are causing problems. Last time I checked, they bust their asses. They have taxes pulled out of their checks, just like you and me. They live quietly, and they send money home to their families.
Don't give me this shit that they are taking jobs away from 'us Americans'. In all my years growing up and working in restaurants, I never once saw a white or black (or any other race or ethnicity for that matter) dishwasher or busser. The guys who brick the houses? Hispanic. The guys who put on the roofs? Hispanic. Landscapers? Hispanic. Sheetrockers? Hispanic. Foundation work? Hispanic. Framers? Hispanic. Tile, wood floors, painting? Hispanic X 3.
Now, I'm not saying that there aren't any other races/ethnicitys doing these jobs. But the majority in this state are Hispanic.
And how about the ranch hands? Hispanic. Migrant workers? Hispanic.
The fact of the matter is: They are cheap labor. They bust their ass, they don't complain, they work long hours, and they are happy. In turn, we are happy because the cost of a house is much cheaper, since labor is cheaper. Those strawberries we eat? Guess whose filthy Mexican hands picked them??
Sure, they use county and state funds. Sure, they apply for Medicaid, and go to the county hospitals. But guess what? So do the poor, working class, and middle class Americans. No matter what color.
I just don't see how building a fence along the border is going to fix things. There will still be people who will deal in human trafficking, and they will still trickle into this country. And really, the problem of terrorism DID NOT originate in Mexico.
I don't see how sending people back, who have been here for years, will correct things. I don't see how separating families (illegal parents and their American-born children) is really going to make things better. What an example we are showing, to the rest of the world, huh?
I know that people get fired up about this issue. I know that people have things to say about why I shouldn't want an 'illegal immigrant' here. But the thing is, I don't see them as having a negative impact on my life. The things I'm more concerned about: gas prices, the war, the fucking Supreme Court overturning the idea that a person convicted of raping a child could be put to death, the meth epidemic. (Those are issues I will talk about soon)
I realize everyone has their own opinion, and I respect that. My opinion will not change on this subject.
As for my husband's aunt?: I delete the damn emails. I don't respond. I just don't want to seem disrespectful, so I keep my mouth shut. It's a bit annoying, because it's pretty constant, and I know she is trying to shove her opinion down my throat.
***
And lastly.....has anyone else noticed how buff Randy White is lately??? He's 55, but his body does not look it!
Rules:
-Pick up the nearest book.
-Turn to page 123.
-Find the 5th sentence.
-Copy down the next three sentences.
-Pass it along.
So, I just finished My Sister's Keeper, and a few others, and here you have it:
--Kerri glances over her shoulder at me. "You look like shit."
"Thanks."
Gah, what the hell? Seriously?
So, I tried another book: My Life In and Out of the Rough by John Daly. My husband's book, although I don't think he's finished, let alone touched it a least a month.
--She was also absolutely drop-dead beautiful. I couldn't take my eyes off her. But I got all shy for some reason.
Awwwwww.
Okay, so I'm tagging the following: Why Mom Drinks Rum, Danielle, My Second Journal, & DeeDee. Go. Now. Have fun trying to find something meaningful and blog-worthy on page 123.
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Another blog-worthy topic that I could go on and on about.
I receive emails from my husband's aunt on occasion. Sometimes it is little updates about how things are going, but mostly it is stupid forwards. Okay, some are cute and sweet, but most are political in nature, and they.piss.me.off.
See, I am pretty liberal. But working for CPS for 6 years also put some pressure on my morals and standards. Now, I'm all for Free Speech and 'to each their own' and all that other bullshit, but seriously?
So today I get this email with 'Political Cartoons we don't see, but should'. Oh, frick.
And I go ahead and read them, and I'm all, "Oh, funny." Not.
But! At the very end of the email is this, bullshit statement:
"Thought for the day: Calling an illegal alien an 'undocumented immigrant' is like calling a drug dealer an 'unlicensed pharmacist'. "
Please. Go back and read.that.very.slowly.
Now, let me breathe a bit, before I get on my soapbox, and lay into this one. And beware, I am sure I will cuss on this one.
Are you fucking kidding me? Seriously??? Seriously. Okay, so I live in Texas, and yeah, yeah, Texas is really Mexico, according to all the fuckers who say this state is 'full of Mexicans'. Okay, fine. Whatever. But comparing people who are here illegally with dumbasses who sell drugs to anyone who will buy them? Uh, no.
I'm not really sure why, over the past few years, we have decided that it is all the filthy, undocumented Mexicans that are causing problems. Last time I checked, they bust their asses. They have taxes pulled out of their checks, just like you and me. They live quietly, and they send money home to their families.
Don't give me this shit that they are taking jobs away from 'us Americans'. In all my years growing up and working in restaurants, I never once saw a white or black (or any other race or ethnicity for that matter) dishwasher or busser. The guys who brick the houses? Hispanic. The guys who put on the roofs? Hispanic. Landscapers? Hispanic. Sheetrockers? Hispanic. Foundation work? Hispanic. Framers? Hispanic. Tile, wood floors, painting? Hispanic X 3.
Now, I'm not saying that there aren't any other races/ethnicitys doing these jobs. But the majority in this state are Hispanic.
And how about the ranch hands? Hispanic. Migrant workers? Hispanic.
The fact of the matter is: They are cheap labor. They bust their ass, they don't complain, they work long hours, and they are happy. In turn, we are happy because the cost of a house is much cheaper, since labor is cheaper. Those strawberries we eat? Guess whose filthy Mexican hands picked them??
Sure, they use county and state funds. Sure, they apply for Medicaid, and go to the county hospitals. But guess what? So do the poor, working class, and middle class Americans. No matter what color.
I just don't see how building a fence along the border is going to fix things. There will still be people who will deal in human trafficking, and they will still trickle into this country. And really, the problem of terrorism DID NOT originate in Mexico.
I don't see how sending people back, who have been here for years, will correct things. I don't see how separating families (illegal parents and their American-born children) is really going to make things better. What an example we are showing, to the rest of the world, huh?
I know that people get fired up about this issue. I know that people have things to say about why I shouldn't want an 'illegal immigrant' here. But the thing is, I don't see them as having a negative impact on my life. The things I'm more concerned about: gas prices, the war, the fucking Supreme Court overturning the idea that a person convicted of raping a child could be put to death, the meth epidemic. (Those are issues I will talk about soon)
I realize everyone has their own opinion, and I respect that. My opinion will not change on this subject.
As for my husband's aunt?: I delete the damn emails. I don't respond. I just don't want to seem disrespectful, so I keep my mouth shut. It's a bit annoying, because it's pretty constant, and I know she is trying to shove her opinion down my throat.
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And lastly.....has anyone else noticed how buff Randy White is lately??? He's 55, but his body does not look it!
5.23.2008
I got tagged!
Okay, it's past midnight, so this is officially Friday's post. For those of you who didn't read my last post, I'm on vacation until next Friday, so enjoy:
This lovely lady tagged me! (Isn't it sorta creepy that we have the same name, and her location says 'Funky Town', which is the nickname of the area I live in!?)
Like I've got nothing better to do! It's not like I'm leaving the country in 9 hours or anything. Sheesh. Gahhhhhh.
The Rules:
Each player answers the questions about themselves.At the end of the post, the player tags other people and posts their name, then goes to their blogs and leaves them a comment, letting them know they've been tagged and asking them to read your blog.
What was I doing 10 years ago?
Hmm...10 years ago, I was in college, and had just recently lost my grandmother to cancer. So...I was pretty much taking care of my little sister (at that time, she was just about 17 months old) and trying to help my mom through this time.
Five Snacks I Enjoy:
1. Ice cream
2. Twizzlers
3. A block of cheese
4. Pretzels
5. Rolos
Five things I Would Do If I Were a Billionaire:
1. Donate most of it
2. Continue to get my master's degree
3. Focus on getting published
4. Adopt
5. Open a transitional living facility for teens aging out of foster care
Five Places I Have Lived:
1. New York
2. Tulsa Oklahoma
3. Saginaw, Texas
4. Fort Worth, Texas
5. Springtown, Texas (AKA the middle of f-ing nowhere!!!!)
Five People I Want to Get to Know Better(A nice way of saying “Tag. You’re it!”) (or of saying these are the other sucka's that may do it...)
1. She Likes Purple
2. Raven
3. Misty
4. Miss thing over at My Second Journal
5. Mooooo!!!
Come on! Play along!
This lovely lady tagged me! (Isn't it sorta creepy that we have the same name, and her location says 'Funky Town', which is the nickname of the area I live in!?)
Like I've got nothing better to do! It's not like I'm leaving the country in 9 hours or anything. Sheesh. Gahhhhhh.
The Rules:
Each player answers the questions about themselves.At the end of the post, the player tags other people and posts their name, then goes to their blogs and leaves them a comment, letting them know they've been tagged and asking them to read your blog.
What was I doing 10 years ago?
Hmm...10 years ago, I was in college, and had just recently lost my grandmother to cancer. So...I was pretty much taking care of my little sister (at that time, she was just about 17 months old) and trying to help my mom through this time.
Five Snacks I Enjoy:
1. Ice cream
2. Twizzlers
3. A block of cheese
4. Pretzels
5. Rolos
Five things I Would Do If I Were a Billionaire:
1. Donate most of it
2. Continue to get my master's degree
3. Focus on getting published
4. Adopt
5. Open a transitional living facility for teens aging out of foster care
Five Places I Have Lived:
1. New York
2. Tulsa Oklahoma
3. Saginaw, Texas
4. Fort Worth, Texas
5. Springtown, Texas (AKA the middle of f-ing nowhere!!!!)
Five People I Want to Get to Know Better(A nice way of saying “Tag. You’re it!”) (or of saying these are the other sucka's that may do it...)
1. She Likes Purple
2. Raven
3. Misty
4. Miss thing over at My Second Journal
5. Mooooo!!!
Come on! Play along!
4.24.2008
What's in my make-up bag, and why the hell do I still look like hell??
So, I stole this meme from this snazzy lady, and I love stuff like this, because I just mentioned recently how much I love beauty stuff. Actually, I was reading In style from like November at the doctor's office the other day, and I was writing down all these snazzy things they were suggesting. i love beauty stuff. That being said, let's get this over with.
Okay, a rundown here:
-Mac concealer, that I use as a base for my eye makeup
-Mac eyeshadows in various 'blah' colors
-ID Bare Minerals-All over face color and Bronzer
-Flirt! eyeshadows-one in an awesome green and another in a great purple
-eyelash curler that is so damn old-I really need to buy a new one
-Fake eyelashes that I have worn twice, but really like!
-Rimmel eyeliner (no point in spending $20+ on eyeliner, in my opinion)-in black and brown
-Rimmel lipliner in some odd color-Don't even know where it came from! but it does the job
-CG mascara
-Mac mascara (hate this crap! the brush sucks)
-Lots of eyeshadow and blush brushes
-Dove eye cream
Next:
Okay, a rundown here:-Mac concealer, that I use as a base for my eye makeup
-Mac eyeshadows in various 'blah' colors
-ID Bare Minerals-All over face color and Bronzer
-Flirt! eyeshadows-one in an awesome green and another in a great purple
-eyelash curler that is so damn old-I really need to buy a new one
-Fake eyelashes that I have worn twice, but really like!
-Rimmel eyeliner (no point in spending $20+ on eyeliner, in my opinion)-in black and brown
-Rimmel lipliner in some odd color-Don't even know where it came from! but it does the job
-CG mascara
-Mac mascara (hate this crap! the brush sucks)
-Lots of eyeshadow and blush brushes
-Dove eye cream
Next:
I love this! It is Two Faced Brow Envy, if you can't read my blurry picture. It has 4 different brow shaped stencils to shape your eyebrows, two brow powders, tweezers, wax, a brow brush, and a defining pencil. It is great! I have always had problems with bushy eyebrows, and even more problems with keeping them under control, and this kit totally helps.
I have not always been such a Sephora whore, but apparently I am lately! I love the lip liner and lipstick because it stays on. I use the Sephora Professional lipgloss at night, and it works awesome. I just bought Mocha lip shine (because I'm addicted to lip gloss), and it's decent. The Rose Salve is WONDERFUL!
-Sephora make up remover-It works good, but dries out my already bone-dry eyes.
-Garnier daily serum and Ultra-lift eye serum
-Quick Thinking make up remover pads. Love them!
-Botanics facial mask
-ROC microderm pads. I just bought these, so I don't know if they are really working or not. I do like how clean my face feels after using them, but I don't see a difference in my crappy skin texture and tone yet.
Well, that's about it. Like I said, I'm always craving new beauty stuff, so if anyone has any great finds, let me know!
4.04.2008
I asked for it
So, I spent a good hour reading blogs last night, and went to one of my favorites (and I'm not just saying that to win a[nother] reader), and giggled at her recent blog . I commented back, and gave her one useless fact about me (at her request, of course!). My useless fact caused me to get tagged, so here goes my meme.
The rules:
1. Link back to the person who tagged you.
2. Post these rules on your blog.
3. Share six unimportant things about yourself.
4. Tag six random people at the end of your blog.
#1: I absolutely cannot walk around barefoot without first putting lotion on after a shower. My skin is very dry to begin with, and my feet are even worse. Just the thought of my clean feet on the tile gives me goosebumps. I have no idea why.
#2: I apparently have foot issues because I also cannot fall asleep with my feet under the covers. Especially a comforter. My feet feel weighed down and trapped.
#3: I've never smoked pot. Or smoked a cigarette.
#4: My thighs get red & itchy when I work out.
#5: I once went to the emergency room to have a tiny little, Barbie tennis ball removed from my nostril. I was about 3 at the time, and Barbie and Ken had a mean tennis match going on, and somehow the ball ended up in my nose. And my mother still likes to joke that I had Ken's balls up my nose.
#6: During a visit to Cali to see my friend Natalie, I got so damn trashed that the last thing I remember was falling off the picnic table I was dancing on, and my final vision was sideways (as I lay half on/half off the picnic table): Natalie doing a silly lap dance for this 300 lb. kid. (sorry, Nat, I sorta threw an unimportant thing in there about you too!)
So.
There.
Nothing exciting, really, but plenty for you to make fun of, I'm sure!
I guess I'll tag 6 people, and if you don't have a blog, just leave them on my comments.
Let's see if I really do have 6 damn readers:
1-Momma K
2-Mr. Chris Spencer, please stand up.
3-Kristy, my fun friend who feels my Being-a-mom-can-really-suck pain.
4. Jill, my longtime friend who also feels my Being-a-mom-can-really-suck pain.
5. Psst-Amanda-tag, you're it!
6. Nat-here's your chance to get back at me for telling your little stripper secret. :)
The rules:
1. Link back to the person who tagged you.
2. Post these rules on your blog.
3. Share six unimportant things about yourself.
4. Tag six random people at the end of your blog.
#1: I absolutely cannot walk around barefoot without first putting lotion on after a shower. My skin is very dry to begin with, and my feet are even worse. Just the thought of my clean feet on the tile gives me goosebumps. I have no idea why.
#2: I apparently have foot issues because I also cannot fall asleep with my feet under the covers. Especially a comforter. My feet feel weighed down and trapped.
#3: I've never smoked pot. Or smoked a cigarette.
#4: My thighs get red & itchy when I work out.
#5: I once went to the emergency room to have a tiny little, Barbie tennis ball removed from my nostril. I was about 3 at the time, and Barbie and Ken had a mean tennis match going on, and somehow the ball ended up in my nose. And my mother still likes to joke that I had Ken's balls up my nose.
#6: During a visit to Cali to see my friend Natalie, I got so damn trashed that the last thing I remember was falling off the picnic table I was dancing on, and my final vision was sideways (as I lay half on/half off the picnic table): Natalie doing a silly lap dance for this 300 lb. kid. (sorry, Nat, I sorta threw an unimportant thing in there about you too!)
So.
There.
Nothing exciting, really, but plenty for you to make fun of, I'm sure!
I guess I'll tag 6 people, and if you don't have a blog, just leave them on my comments.
Let's see if I really do have 6 damn readers:
1-Momma K
2-Mr. Chris Spencer, please stand up.
3-Kristy, my fun friend who feels my Being-a-mom-can-really-suck pain.
4. Jill, my longtime friend who also feels my Being-a-mom-can-really-suck pain.
5. Psst-Amanda-tag, you're it!
6. Nat-here's your chance to get back at me for telling your little stripper secret. :)
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