HOROSCOPES Romantic invitations are unavoidable…


Romantic invitations are unavoidable. Expect potential lovers to express previously withheld feelings or ask for added social attention. Stay focused on short-term promises. At present, friends and lovers may need concrete deadlines.

This really excites me. I got some stuff going on that I might want to share in a few weeks, but this horoscope makes me feel a bit at ease with it all!

Mom’s & Mice Last night Sue (my coworker who sh…

Mom’s & Mice

Last night Sue (my coworker who shares my office) and I went to see The Forgotten. We left work a few minutes early and made the matinee. Sue insisted on paying for my ticket. I told her I had my own money and she said “I want to pay, I never get to go to the movies with my daughter so just let me do this, OK!” I said ok. See her daughter lives like 45 minutes away, is 21 years old, and is really busy working a full time job and going to school. I don’t think she realizes what a great Mom she has. She is really lucky! Sue’s son lives in South Carolina so she doesn’t see him much either. Well after we get our tickets we go to get pop corn and we got the 2 drink and one popcorn to share deal and I said “I will pay” it was the same price as the two tickets, and she said “No, No I will pay”, and I said “I won’t let you!” so then she sticks the money in my purse. I looked at her, and wanted to hug her, but said “you remind me so much of my mother” and she said “That’s a good, right” and I said “Of course”. She does remind me of my mom. I love doing things with her. It makes me feel like I have a Mom. Not a replacement, just someone who cares and who is older and all. Like after the movie she walked me to my car and hugged me and called me when she got home to make sure I was home safe. It just makes me feel all warm and fuzzy inside!

Tonight while cooking dinner I spotted evidence of a M-O-U-S-E! I am so upset. See my house is old, old as dirt, like 100 years old. Well my Mom had mice everytime the seasons changed. I hated it. They scare me! They are dirty. I hate them! I don’t have money for an extermitator, and I am at a loss as to what to do. I can’t touch a trap! I am going to get poison and traps tommorrow though. I am so upset about this! I don’t know how my mom dealt with it so calmly! I do know, she was so perfect. LOL I wish she passed more of her traits onto me!

Don’t Close Your Blinds I got this from a Marin…

Don’t Close Your Blinds

I got this from a Marine Wife and I know I don’t usually post political things, but this made it so easy for me to understand!

The other day, my nine year old son wanted to know why we were at war. My husband looked at our son and then looked at me. My husband and I were in the Army during the Gulf War and we would be honored to serve and defend our Country again today. I knew that my husband would give him a good explanation.

In our front living room window. He told him: “Son, stand there and tell me what you see?” “I see trees and cars and our neighbor’s houses.” he replied.

“OK, now I want you to pretend that our house and our yard is the United States of America and you are President Bush.” Our son giggled and said “OK.”

“Now son, I want you to look out the window and pretend that every house and yard on this block is a different country” my husband said.

“OK Dad, I’m pretending.”

“Now I want you to stand there and look out the window and see that man come out of his house with his wife and he has her by the hair and is hitting her. You see her bleeding and crying. He hits her in the face, he throws her on the ground, then he starts to kick her to death. Their children run out and are afraid to stop him, they are crying, they are watching this but do nothing because they are kids and afraid of their father. You see all of this, son…. what do you do?”


“What do you do son?”

“I call the police, Dad.”

“OK. Pretend that the police are the United Nations and they take your call, listen to what you know and saw but they refuse to help. What do you do then son?”

“Dad, but the police are supposed to help!” My son starts to whine.

“They don’t want to son, because they say that it is not their place or your place to get involved and that you should stay out of it,” my husband says.

“But Dad…he killed her!!” my son exclaims.

“I know he did…but the police tell you to stay out of it. Now I want you to look out that window and pretend you see our neighbor who you’re pretending is Saddam turn around and do the same thing to his children.”

“Daddy…he kills them?”

“Yes son, he does. What do you do?”

“Well, if the police don’t want to help, I will go and ask my next door neighbor to help me stop him.” our son says.

“Son, our next door neighbor sees what is happening and refuses to get involved as well. He refuses to open the door and help you stop him,” my husband says.

“But Dad, I NEED help!!! I can’t stop him by myself!!”

“WHAT DO YOU DO SON?” Our son starts to cry.

“OK, no one wants to help you, the man across the street saw you ask for help and saw that no one would help you stop him. He stands taller and puffs out his chest. Guess what he does next son?”

“What Daddy?”

“He walks across the street to the old lady’s house and breaks down her door and drags her out, steals all her stuff and sets her house on fire and then…he kills her. He turns around and sees you standing in the window and laughs at you. WHAT DO YOU DO?”



Our son is crying and he looks down and he whispers, “I close the blinds, Daddy.”

My husband looks at our son with tears in his eyes and asks him… “Why?”

“Because Daddy…..the police are supposed to help…people who needs it….and they won’t help….You always say that neighbors are supposed to HELP neighbors, but they won’t help either…they won’t help me stop him…I’m afraid….I can’t do it by myself …Daddy…I can’t look out my window and just watch him do all these terrible things and…and…..do nothing…so….I’m just going to close the blinds….so I can’t see what he’s doing……..and I’m going to pretend that it is not happening.”

I start to cry.

My husband looks at our nine year old son standing in the window, looking pitiful and ashamed at his answers to my husband’s questions and he tells him….”Son”

“Yes, Daddy.”

“Open the blinds because that man…. he’s at your front door…”WHAT DO YOU DO?”

My son looks at his father, anger and defiance in his eyes. He balls up his tiny fists and looks his father square in the eyes, without hesitation he says: “I DEFEND MY FAMILY DAD!! I’M NOT GONNA LET HIM HURT MOMMY OR MY SISTER, DAD!!! I’M GONNA FIGHT HIM, DAD, I’M GONNA FIGHT HIM!!!!!”

I see a tear roll down my husband’s cheek and he grabs my son to his chest and hugs him tight, and cries…”It’s too late to fight him, he’s too strong and he’s already at YOUR front door son…..you should have stopped him BEFORE he killed his wife. You have to do what’s right, even if you have to do it alone, before……it’s too late.” my husband whispers.

THAT scenario I just gave you is WHY we are at war with Iraq. When good men stand by and let evil happen is the greatest EVIL of all. Our President is doing what is right. We, as a free nation, must understand that this war is a war of humanity. WE must remove evil men from power so that we can continue to live in a free world where we are not afraid to look out our window. So that my nine year old son won’t grow up in a world where he feels that if he just “closes” that blinds the atrocities in the world won’t affect him.








FINDERS KEEPERS I have lived back here in my Mo…


I have lived back here in my Mom’s home for about 6 months now. I am embarrassed things aren’t more orderly and neat, but hey what can you do when the house is fill of 3 grown-up’s stuff. My mom’s, Laura’s and then I moved in an entire home worth of stuff. Anyways…For months I had been looking for a box that had stuff from my apartment’s linen closet. I found all my White Barn air fresheners, my candles (I have one great one that Christina made me that I have been wanting to burn), Shampoo, razors, basically all stuff I didn’t think about all the time, but I knew I had this stuff. I found it in a tote in my Mom’s bedroom! I was so happy. I now have new plug-in air fresheners all over!

Last night Nikki came over and we went through all these clothes of my Mom’s. My mom was a size 12 to 18 most of her life and has thousands of dollars worth of clothes in all different closets here! We also went through and looked at pictures of her. I miss her so much. She was so funny and so unique. She truly was the best mom and the nicest person I will ever know. She was a real go getter. She had a great smile and such a soft touch. Just having her rub your back or head could make you feel better. I miss snuggling up to her on the sofa on in her bed. She could always make you feel better and loved. I had a really good time going through her stuff with Nikki last night. Looking at different outfits and remembering certain times she wore things.

I need to clean. I am going to do the downstairs today I think. I want it pretty and clean. In November I am planning on having lots of company and I want my house to look nice.

I have been alot happier lately. I think it is cause I have plans. Plans make me happy! Well I better wash some clothes so I don’t have to go to work naked tomorrow! Hope you all have had a great weekend!

WEEKEND I wish it was the weekend. I really go…


I wish it was the weekend. I really gotta clean my house, and I want to sleep in. Last night I made dinner and the chicken turned out all weird. It was a weird texture. Kinda stringy. Very weird. I have cramps, ever since I went off the Pill, not only is my skin breaking out and awful, but I get cramps days before my period and all through the whole thing. It makes me so PMSy. LOL I know, I know…TMI. I just need to complain about it. It makes me feel better. Hopefully I will get out of work today so I can go shopping with my friend. Well back to work for now. I will try to post something more interesting next time! LOL

Scattered! I feel so scattered lately. My life …


I feel so scattered lately. My life is scattered. My work is scattered. My thoughts are so past scattered it isn’t funny. I have been super busy at work lately. I miss the days at my old job when I had nothing at all to do. My old boss didn’t want me learing anything new, so I left. I always have more then one or two things on my mind. Tonight I am making Nikki’s Creamy Italian Chicken for my sister. She is doing so good in the fire accademy, top of her class! I have to french braid her hair every night, so I try to cook her a good dinner too!

TROPICAL STORM LISA In case you all haven’t hea…


In case you all haven’t heard Tropical Storm Lisa has started. I know it’s sick, but I am so happy. I have always wanted to be a hurricane! I want lots of news paper clippings talking about Hurricane Lisa, slamming into the coast! Any coast I don’t care. Thanks Christina for the information on this so soon!