A Show in Border Town, Saskatchewan

The Gun Show was this weekend in the Border Town.

Yup! All the rednecks at this end of the world graced us with their presence. Kinda scary when you think about it. All the hillbillies and rednecks, future murderers and hold-em-up kinda people were here gathering in this one spot for the weekend. AAAhhhhhh! RUN, RUN FOR YOUR LIVES!!!

Now, don't get me wrong. There are some really nice folk out there who enjoy guns, and such. If it's your thing, great. It's just not mine. It would be like them having to go to a Barbie Collectibles Show. They wouldn't like it I'm sure, but I would.

I'm just saying that there is real potential for something to go very wrong if the crap hit the fan...HOWEVER, if something were to do down at a place like that, there would be alot of people armed and dangerous pointing a weapon at the bad guy. I mean would you want to look down the barrel of a trillion guns pointed at you? I guess it would be the same if someone dropped Barbie and stomped on her infront of everyone....It would be bad.

Yup, Legs went...to the Gun Show...just clarifiying! He called to see if I wanted to go...my answer was "No thanks". He was in a predicament. If he didn't call to say he was going he would have been in trouble, so at least he called. Right? Right. I told him to have a good time. He did. He bought a couple of guns.

He and his dad have an outfitters business near "the end of the world", Saskatchewan. I will never, ever go there because it is close to where I used to live. A place where I was chased home not once but twice. A hellish place that no white, blonde girl should ever EVER live...and if anyone wants to challenge me on this, well, let's just say I'll win. It was HELL! A scary frickin' hell. Anyway, he bought these guns to take with them next time they go up.

Legs was happy for going and I was happy for not!

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1). Still happy with poverty level living.

2). My Spiderman Mr. Potato Head (which reminds me of....#3)

3). Potato Chips and Garlic Dip

4). Word Seek Puzzles

5). Cosmetics (I never leave home without mascara on the lids)

Janet

Dammit Janet! I didn't win! Not. Even. Close.

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1). Dreaming of winning the lottery

2). Watching Jeff Dunham on U tube.

3). Cooking

4). Playing Scrabble with Wilma...

5). Chatting to my mom on the computer.

Lottery

Oh, by the way....all the Canucks out there better go buy your 6-49 tickets...

It's a whopping 43 MILLION!!!!

What's your happy dance?

Presents

I like presents.

I like presents alot.

For Christmas, Legs got me some jewellry. A watch. A watch. A watch. Did I stutter. Yes, yes I did.

Its a very nice watch, but there is one glitch. I am allergic to the metal. He says it bugs him when I always ask him what time it is, hence the reason I carry my cell phone...it has the time. I have since stopped asking him.

He got me a watch for Christmas. I can't wear it. After a day, I have this plasma rash around my wrist. (Yes, it is gross). If its leather, then its the buckle that I get a rash from.

The man has been seeing me for almost 3 years now. I have never worn a watch.

What am I gonna do with it? I'm gonna try really, really hard to wear it as much as I can. But....

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1). Flu= weight loss (not the best way, but it works!)

2). Madonna - Material Girl

3). Lemon Meringue Pie

4). Holidays

5). Movie Theaters

Waking up in the dark

For me the dark is a terrible thing. I hate the dark. It scares the crappers outta me.

Thankfully, Bronco Bruno gave me a nightlite for Christmas and it is plugged in to my hallway. Its a pretty neat little contraption. It dims when not in use. It has a sensor on it and it brightens when you get closer to it. I really like it! Thank you!!

I am scared of the dark for a few reasons. Mainly because for me, I have heard and seen things that literally "go bump in the night", and now need a light to help me through the night. When I am with someone or others in the house, then I am ok. Just when I am by myself is when the light comes in handy.

The other reason for being scared of the dark is because one early winter morning, I was to go into the horse shed to turn on the feedlot light. I thought there was a horse in the shed with me but I knew the rustling noises being made in the corner were faster movements then that of a horse....it wasn't a horse. I heard a low growl and something take off in to the other corner...I quickly flipped the outside light on and bolted out of there with a coyote fast on my heels. He went one way and I went the other screaming bloody blue murder...my mom thought it was pretty funny and laughed her a$$ off at the whole situation. I find it a little funny now, but not hysterics like she thought it was....ya, I'm not fond of the dark.

The dark has unusual shadows and stranger then normal noises.

The dark is one place I do not like to be.

The dark is a very scary place to be when you are alone and just know something is gonna go down when the little hairs on the back of your neck stand up and the dogs hackles go up and she starts barking at an object or down the hallway for no apparent reason....and things move or drop, and no one is there.

I hate the dark.

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1). Listening to the wind when your in your cozy jammies sitting on the couch wrapped up in a blanket.

2). Duran Duran

3). Counting horsey noses making sure they are all there...and they are.

4). Supporting a family member in need.

5). Getting asked to go out for coffee. (tea for me!)

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1). Internet Radio

2). Work that is done right

3). Garden Vegetables

4). A good dream

5). A hot cup of tea!

Memories of Tommy and Grapa

Last night I met someone who I never ever thought as a child, would ever meet as an adult.

As a child, I would look so forward to having him come on the telly after supper, so I could put on my dancing dress and dance with my grapa to the music while grama sat, did her crochet and watched us and the t.v.

The Tommy Hunter Show was a favourite and after supper, we would watch and dance.

The Lawrence Welk Show was another real favourite of mine. Grapa couldn't sit at all. I wouldn't let him. He taught me how to polka, and waltz.

It was pleasure and pain for me last night. And as I sit here now, the tears come down and are hard to stop.

The pleasure of dancing with my grapa and the pain of him no longer here.

I do know that Grapa was here with me last night. It was a magical night for me and not one I will soon forget.

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Well today is a better day...

1). Obama is official! A historic day!

2). Beans and Weiners

3). Spiderman

4). Giving a great comeback and leaving the other speechless! ZZZOWWW!

5). Being able to rememember sad things and smile rather than break out into tears, and know the difference it made in your life.

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Quite frankly I am not thankful for anything today. I am in a pissy mood and am skipping the 15!

I just came back from the dentist and now need a root canal! I am a wreck to say the least.
$1200 for the government and now at least a $1000 for my 3 root tooth! WTF?!

I have had it.


Its January.....its only the beginning of the year...Well I guess it is the year of being me! My tooth, my taxes....this is NOT what I mean't!

Sigh....

Random Questions....

1). What was the last movie you saw?
The Lost Boys
2). Last person's house you were in?
Bubbles
3). Last play you saw?
Opening Night - Norm Foster
4). Do you collect anything?
Marilyn Monroe collectibles and Chicken collectibles!
5). Are you wearing socks right now?
no

What about you?

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365 Days of Grace

1). Loving the +degree days in January.

2). Nachos with cheese and tomatoes, and green peppers and onion and jalapeno peppers and more cheese.

3). Someone else doing the cooking.

4). Sleeping in

5). Listening to horses eat hay or oats or grass..munch, munch, munch

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13 of 365 Days of Grace

1). The Lost Boys - 80's classic

2). Making plan at the hell job

3). McDonald's fries

4). Making soups

5). Sundays

Vacation time - fish frying.

Mental P Mama was talking about vacations....

Seeing as how this is the Year of Being Me, and seeing how I was forbidden to go on vacation with Bubbles. I put my foot down the other day as well.

When I first started dating Legs', we were leaving from a shopping day from Edmonton and decided to stop in to see his friend and her husband, but thought he should call first to let them know we were coming....now Legs' has his cell volume turned up pretty high, so I can hear the conversation of the other person, not just him. (He didn't know this at the time). He called Shelly-welly to let her know we would be there shortly....all I heard from her on the phone was attitude about me to him. I just knew where the conversation was going....down hill.

She quizzed him on me with attitutde. Asking him, if he thought he ws doing the right thing, he should be more cautious and when Legs said to her, that she would like me because we have horse showing in common, then the crap really hit. I showed Appys rather than the precious QH!...Well, I heard every word, I heard tone, I heard judgement and that was it! Don't judge me! You don't even know me!

It has been three years that Legs and I have been seeing each other....were building a house for Gawd sake and she still won't have anything to do with me.....until the other day.

Legs came to me and said he was talking to Shelly-welly and they (her, her husband and Legs), thought it would be a good idea to go to Vegas for a few days.....I say what? WHAT?! No Mexico for me but Vegas fo YOU!! I. Don't. Think so!

I put my foot down. There was no way, shape or form was I going to be stuck with someone who refuses to meet me from only two hours away to being stuck with her for 4-5 days in Vegas!! Were they on crack?! The woman has made it quite clear that she has a bug up her butt about something. We have called many times to see if we could stop by and always it's been a no. So, needless to say, no vacation for me to Mexico, No vacation for Legs to Vegas!

I have been finding that alot with Legs' little "girlfriends", they are meddlesome and immature and quite frankly I've had it. You can't act your age then frig off man! I've got bigger fish to fry!

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1). The $ amount of what the house is gonna cost us to build.

2). Tinto = coffee

3). The spanish language.

4). A good homemade loaf of my mommy's bread

5). Peanut and Wilma

True Colours Thursday - Black

Alrighty then....Black today eh? Well, let's see what I can find....here is another shot of black with some more orbs floating around....

Now that's black!

This TCT is compliments of Poopsie!

The Year of being Me.

I know I am a little different. I know that I have highs and lows. I know that I tend to wear my heart on my sleeve.

I know that I have abandonment issues. I know that I bite my nails. I know that I startle and scare easily. I know that I struggle with being overweight. I know that I am a lover of potato chips. I know that I am a phenominal cook! I know that my friends are very important to me. I know that I must take medication in order to keep my "shakes" at bay. I know who my soul mate is. I know that others don't like onions! I know that I have a belly button phobia. I know that I am terrified of sharks. I know that I am a cat person. I know that I am an 80's girl. I know that I am impatient. I know I have a bad temper when I can take no more. I know that I cry at the drop of a hat. I know many things about myself.

"You can't change others, you can only change yourself."

I know I am not a bad person. I know I have good days and bad, just like everyone else. I know that if you don't like it then that's too bad...for you. Because I am worthy. This is my year. My year to be good to me. To start taking care of myself, rather than everyone else first and me second.

This is the year of being me.

....and it starts today!

Speaking of...

When we had the Christmas party the other night, it was held in the Blackbox, which is just what it says...a square black box that is used for smaller stage plays, workshops, building props and such. It holds about 100 people....anyway....I got up after awhile from sitting with the two- people -I -hate and decided to take pictures.

The next day when I took them off the camera and started to photoshop them, there were several pictures that had orbs in them. They hung around two people out of the 30 that were there.

You can see two there for sure, but there are a few more in that pic floating around. There were several in another pic. It was creepy cool. They hung around the dude in the striped sweater in the back.

Of course, since I am a believer of ghosts and all things that go bump in the night I thought it was rather interesting to see these little guys floating about...enjoying the party too!

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1). Taking pictures...I love photography.

2). Bubble Baths

3). Hob-knobbing with the music celebrities...

4). My "Spago" computer pad that I got for Christmas from Wilma

5). Ghosts....they scare the hell outta me but they fascinate me.

A little something for the ducks

Well, I'm back at work.

I was sick yesterday....again....

Sick as in cold, flu sick. I managed to keep the home made sour cream turkey and rice soup down! Man, that stuff is good!

Legs was sick too and instead of going back to the farm, he decided that my place was a closer stop. Great. Two of us down.

Yesterday, he was up and around and asked if I wanted to go to Wally World with him to get a few things. While there, he then decided that he neded his passport picture done. So it was done.

He wanted me to get mine done too...was he nuts! I was sick, had no makeup on and my pink ball cap! No means no....I got outta that one.

We picked up milk and bread and then headed back to the apartment. He was feeling pretty good while I was still not feeling great but the fresh air was nice.

Legs made supper. It was pretty good. My roomie can cook just fine. Too bad it was the kitchen he was cooking in!

Bad Fairy Mae.


The human heart cannot love the whole world. And if you try to put the whole world into your heart, you will eventually lose touch with your own humanity

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1). Fries and gravy

2). Blogger Friends

3). My warm fuzzy sweater

4). Original works of art

5). Box Office Gurus

My heart continues to break. I don't need a roomie. I need a partner, a companion. Someone to want me. Someone to love me. My heart rips a little more each time I get rejected. I am about ready to call it quits. No hand holding, no arm around my neck, I get "I sure like you" rather than "I love you". I just don't know what I am doing wrong. Maybe I need to be not so nice anymore. Maybe I'm the one who needs to grow some balls. Maybe I need to go out on a date of two to shake someone else's world for a change. Either way, I am sad. And with all this other $hit hitting the fan, and no support, well, maybe it is time for a big change.

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1). Take charge of me

2). Continue to love me

3). Friends support

4). Hugs

5). Telling myself I am worthy.

Where do mushrooms grow?

This morning I had yet another surprise in store for me. Yup! I opened another letter from the governement....I owe them some more! CRAP!!!

It really makes me just want to give up, throw in the towel.

I don't ask for much.

I'm really discouraged this time.

When I went through my divorce, MT paid me out...the Government took half. Half from $$ is dick all after you pay off credit cards and loans. I then was going forward living here in the Border Town and when I finally got ahead I get hit with this.

The good news is that I finally got my first very own credit card last week. Took me three years, but I finally got one....in my own name!!! Not the married last name, not with MT signing for me, but just me!

Now, I can book a room at a hotel. Try booking rooms with no credit card these days...YOU CAN'T! I would use Legs' c.c. and then when it was check out time I would pay cash. I can still pay cash, but I - me, can now book my own.

When I married at 19, I had no credit and when I divorced I had no credit...what did I need it for? Now....I know better!

But I am still plagued with this damn divorce. When will I be free?

.....Really, When will I be free?

It just gets to me after awhile...I just want to sit down and cry.

Sometimes...I just don't feel like fighting anymore.

For once, I would just like everything to fall in place and for it to be easy...not easy forever, but just easy for a little while...long enough so that I don't feel like this anymore...feeling useless, what's the point, who the hell cares, just feeling like $hit.

Whatever.....I've had it.

The Year of Being Me...better frickin' pick up!

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1). Great co-workers

2). Comfortable shoes

3). Rueben Sandwiches

4). Freshly made bed!

5). watching a beautiful ballet

Left

I was at the hell job today and it was d-e-a-d! I never made plan so I spent most of the day doing markdowns on shirts. The last part of the day I sat in the boot deck and did nothing but gab...
I then headed home to change and made my way down to Bubbles' apartment for the "big" supper. Tonight I met the new "squeezes in Stifler's Mom and Bubbles' life...as it turns out I knew Bubbles new dating sensation which was nice and met for the first time Stifler's Moms main man. He was very nice....Gerry also came over for supper so there was 6 of us. Two "new" couples and myself and Gerry....I didn't stay long....

I enjoyed the supper and I always enjoy Bubbles and Gerry but lately Stifler's Mom is not impressing me...this is the second day in a row now where she has belittled me infront of people and I don't think that's a very nice thing to do....ESPECIALLY since she has come from where I've come from....the farm! Don't make snide remarks about where I've grown up when you have been cut from the same cloth as I have.
After supper we watched some comedians on Utube...very funny..., then had some delish dessert and some coffee. I don't normally drink coffee so I am wondering how this is gonna work so close to bedtime!!

Howevah, I'm not a "cutsie" person, never have been, never will and I just felt really out of place. All is new for Stiflers Mom and her main squeeze and I just couldn't handle it. Bubbles and The Rock were good together...but I was just very out of place....So I took the ham bone and some cake and came back home. I feel kinda bad about leaving so soon but it just wasn't....right.

I am now making soup.

This weekend.

This weekend my beeotches and I were actually all home. We decided to go out Friday night to go dancing.

Well, I am on a VERY tight budget so it was club soda and lemon for me....or so I thought!

We went to Ezzies (country dance club - if you can call it a club?!) and hooked up with a crew who were mixed Americans, Canadians and one Aussie. We had a blast.
Got home about 1am and realized that I had stripped the bed before I left and had intentions of making before I went out...that didn't happen and by 2am I was in my freshly made bed sawing logs.

The next morning (Saturday), Bubbles and I went out to see the horses and Grace and Wilmer, we got back in about 2pm then promptly went to a little cafe called the Singing Waitress Cafe - Wilma, you would love this place! Its a little soup and sandwich place where there is a little stage and jam sessions all afternoon. If you wanna get up and sing something - you just do! We met Stifler's Mom there and two other friends...Gerry and Pete...Gerry who I already knew and Pete for the first time. Turns out, Pete knows Grace and Wilmer and I have talked to Pete on the phone, when he has called over to their place! Weird. But anyway, we stayed there til about 4 then headed home.
Last night Bubbles and I were to meet Stifler's Mom at the BW for drinks....she jammed out...and it was just Bubbles and I. It turned out that the BW had karaoke...which cracks me up on any given day so we stayed for the remainder of the night, hooked up with one the Americans we went dancing with the night before and closed the bar down on club soda and lemon! and the occasional beer bought by Mr. America! We truly had a blast!

Today, I am working at the hell job. The boss is sick and I am working for her. Should be an ok day. Then at 5:30 I am headed down the hall to Bubbles' for supper! YUM!

Updates...

SO the Christmas Party came and went. Yes, I was doing the dishes and yes, I looked fab....as always! Thanks BHE!!

The really weird thing and I am not sure why but am just running with it here....Legs and I showed up and sat with a couple of ladies....who shows up and plunks down next to us but the TWO PEOPLE I HATE!!! AAARRRGGHHH (I've been saying that alot lately!).

I could NOT believe it! I thought Legs was gonna tie into someone, but he was good and gracious, as was I.

That was the start of the Christmas Party.

Supper was deeelish!

Presents were cool. I came home with a Saskatchewan Roughrider license plate...not sure about that one since I am in love with the B.C. Lions....maybe its a sign (no pun intended) haha
A screw driver set and a juicer!

Then....I did the dishes.

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This morning is a little rough....

1). Waking up...always a good thing!

2). Brushing my hair, (without pulling out too many strands)...which is always a rat's nest in the morning.

3). My ability to lose weight. Yes, I have poundage and I CAN lose it...I have the will power...well actually its the stubbornness in me!

4). To be able to bring back "dead" plants.

5). To be able to see my horses. (This is Katie. Isn't she cute! She's three. Just a baby. I caught her in mid blink.) She's so funny!

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1). Cold pizza

2). Compliments from strangers

3). Cooking....I lurve to cook! I shoulda been a chef!

4). Friends who can make me laugh when I am grouchy.

5). Guava Juice!

Computers

Ya know when I listed my computers as a good thing.....well, I take it back!

My computer at work is Vista.

I have really tried to like it....really.

At the moment I would like to Miss Piggy Karate chop it! HIIIIIIIIYAH!

I am trying to burn some pictures to a disk and the computer is trying to read it as a DVD. It is not. It is a cd....

It is 12:58pm and I have been at this since about 10am this morning.

HIIIIIYAH!

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Well, 5 already!! Woohoo!

1). Today is Friday

2). Listening to George Micheal on the radio

3). Having a good breakfast each morning.

4). Fluffy kittens

5). My computer.

days like these

This blog is the period blog.

Yup....is about that time of the month...or the gearing up of....

Cramps, migraine, tired, cranky....

I hate it.

I think I would sooner take the hot flashes, which I too have been having.... I have had enough....clearly I will not be having any children.

I'm going on 38.....I think....now it's memory loss! What next!

Anyway....my uterus feels like its about to fall out. I have a migraine from hell and I just want to go home, curl up in a ball and sleep....and maybe..... not wake up.

I have been taking drugs to help with the migraines. These drugs also help my shakes, which is great. Kill two birds with one stone. But the migraine is a little stronger today.

Legs just avoids me completely when the time comes...which is good. I am whiney, well more than normal, grumpy and always filling my face with food and water...I can't get enough of it.

He does do the cooking and gets the heating pad for me, but thats about it. And really, I too don't want him around.

The "monthly" is a curse....it is not my friend at all. I never could understand why some women called it "your friend". I get that if you didnt get it you would be with child, but let me say that it is not a friend, not mine anyway! I have many friends and none of them remind me of my period!

There are many different names for "it". Either way, it is a miserable few days for me and I can simply say it sucks!

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1). dependable people...there are so few of them!

2). A good tasing chocolatey hot chocolate...yummmmy

3). Wrapping up in a fuzzy blanket and tucking myself into Legs and watching a good funny movie with him.

4). Gin - Tanquray to be exact.

5). A good hand cream on these cold days. My favourite is Elariia...made in Italy. A good friend of mine gave some to me and its the best thing for my poor hands. She's such a good girl!

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1). One of my favourite flowers are pansies.

2). Second - lilies of the valley

3). Third - Sweet Peas

4). You know winter is almost over when you hear the "here Vickie" bird...That's what it sounds like she is saying! Not sure which bird that is...must find out.

5). My favourite colour is green....green grass, green hay, green leaves, green, green, green.

Christmas Party

Sooooo, tonight is our work Christmas Party. This year it is being catered....if its being catered why do I still have to set tables, wash dishes,....wait a minute....I'M CATERING!!

WTH?! This clip I found is dated 1924...some things NEVER change!

This year...was supposed to be easier on the boss and myself...but so far I have yet to see the upside.

Supper is at 7...I have to be here at 6.

I will eventually have the dishes of 30 people later on this evening.....I think I will put my hours down.

There is no point in dressing for the occasion as I will be in the green room later up to my elbow in suds. There is no point in dressing up because I will also be pouring the wine and opening the beer cans. There is no point in dressing up at all. In fact I really don't even want to go.

I remember blogging about this last year and it turned out to be quite fun.

Two out of the three people I hate will be there and am already stressing about it. What stresses me even more is that Legs is coming (he didn't last year) and I know that if either of those two people step out of line with me, he will be on them like white on rice!

But this is the Year of Me! I will be demanding more staff help in the green room when I have to go to do dishes....and that's a fact!

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1). See smiling faces and knowing who they are when you're uptown

2). Thankful I can talk to my mommy on the phone and not to her up in the heavens.

3). Listening to Z99 in Regina on cyber space.....ahh its like being at home!

4). Having breakfast with Legs

5). Still having flashbacks from the 80's while trying to put my wardrobe together in the mornings ...makes me smile!

Pinkie Pact

Yes Wilma my friend it is time...

I too have pleased far too many people, leaving myself wondering...just how did that happen.

2009 is the year for me.

I would like things to happen for me. I recognize that I am a people pleaser and sometimes, I just don't feel like it. Sometimes, I would like to be the one to tell the other..."do it yourself", or "what? Are your legs broken?"

I am tired of always trying to accomodate. Difuse the situation by trying to compromise. Or being bloody polite all the time, trying to spare the other persons feelings, when I know they wouldn't for me.

Yes, this year is the Year of Me.

Get that damn house built.

Get out of this damn apartment.

Get my dog back.

Get my horses and llama moved.

Get my chicken house built!

Get your shit together!

I am tired of being depressed or my living situation...ok so I least have a roof over my head, but damn it....I don't want this anymore.

I want to be happy. Enough depression.

I want to be guilt free.

I want.....to be me.

I am a happy person.

I am easy to please.

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Its a good idea Wilma, Schmutzie....its a great idea.



I'm joining in...

1). Bills are paid

2). Uncle Billys Dilled Beans

3). Clothes still fit after another holiday feast

4). New house plans are in place

5). Gigi is still not discovered by the landlord

OOOOHHHHKAY

Well, First of all...

Happy New Year to all of my Bloggie friends!

I hope Santa was good to you all.

Once I hit the farm I didn't get a chance to get on the computer.

Where to begin...

December 20th, 21st, and 22nd...
Well those days I worked at the hell job. It was really, really busy and I was rushed off my feet. Now that I have desk job, then switching to running my ass off, well, I earned every penny those few days...the commission check should be a healthy one!

December 23rd...
I ran around getting all the odds and ends I needed to prepare for Christmas. I was uptown for most of the day, not necessarily shopping but standing in lines seemed to take forever. I did manage to get the little apartment shovelled out and prepped for all the company for the 25th....yes I know it was two days ahead, but I needed it.

December 24th...
Christmas Eve day....I went out to the farm to see Grace and Wilmer, give them their presents and then went out to see my four-legged kids. They were all happy eating hay and pooping.

Christmas Eve itself was alittle overwhelming. Our family celebrates Christmas Eve.
We all gather at the cousins place, have a gigantic supper, open presents, go to church, come back in time to see Santa and his deer leave in the front window while Uncle Danny is out on the back porch brining in the gifts left for us. Its fun to see the little kids (and the big ones) watch out the front window at an imaginary friend. We then open up the Santa gifts and then proceed to play board games til after midnight....
I however, was at home in self pity, bawling cuz I wasn't at home....it was pathetic! I tried to call but missed them...off to church they were...

December 25th...
I food prepped for the guests that were to be coming. It was killing me that I still hadn't opened a present. I had to wait for Legs and he wasn't coming in til 5.

Food was prepped, Legs came in at 5, we opened presents...I did quite well! 6 came, 6:30 came and out of the 8 people I invited and had confirmations on only 2 showed up. I had food everywhere! I was not impressed and needless to say those who did not show now know just what my opinion was being stood up!

Our company was great...they staying until 1am and home they went and I crashed...

December 26th...
Legs and I were invited to his sisters for supper. Her attendence was great! I drank too much and ate lots. She got a margarita maker for Christmas, yup...they tasted yummy!

December 27th till yesterday I went home to the Malo Rancho place with Legs.
Our New Year was rung in with my school friends.

We had supper gatherings with close friends and family.

Legs enjoyed himself as did I.
We hauled bales for mommy and I was able to spend time with my doggie.

I am however, glad to be back at work, glad to be back at home and all is calm.