A Man for blu or Respighi

''Here's a fascinating story: there's a man in Australia and he spent the last 15 years of his life typing — typing — the numbers 'one' to 'one million.' Fifteen years of his life typing the numbers 'one,' starting out with 'o-n-e,' fifteen years, 'one' to 'one million' — and, guess what, girls? He's single.''
--DAVID LETTERMAN, ON THE LATE SHOW

Garden pictures

1. The frilly zinnias Schell likes--only they're just about spent

2. Regular zinnias that are just butterfly magnets. everytime I walk by ten-fifteen buterflies fly up and away

3. This is just ONE single sunflower--with about twenty different flowerheads!

4. Another angle of same sunflower

Happy Mid Week

I'm tired of looking at the handsome Jonathan Rhys Meyers so I'm posting a new entry.
Nothing new or exciting, let me assure you. I wrote Spidey an email loaded with lots of nasty words insisting that she post to her blog. She is disrupting my morning routine of reading her blog.

Off to work in awhile but I might stop at Panera Bread for a coffee and one of their Asiago CHeeses bagels, sliced and well-toasted. I like my toast well-toasted--none of this lightly- toasted crappola. I WANT BROWN. MAYBE EVEN CHARRED.

Side note to blu and Tree: More fucking tears from Amber--even on Power of 10. haha--she defended Michael Vick when Drew Carey made a joke. She doesn't even know! Dumbass. "I don't know what 'scrutinized' is." Dumbass

Eric's a weasle. Jameka need to live atop a mountain so she can pray and contemplate her naval and/or navel and/or oranges. Jessica and Eric in bed made me vomit a little.

Match Point

This man is beautiful.

I just watched Woody Allen's Match Point starring Scarlett Johannson and Jonathan Rhys Meyers. This man is beautiful---I couldn't take my eyes off of his lips. The movie was very good and you should rent it.

Despite being a pig in his real life, I love the way Woody Allen directs movies. The shots are incredible. He wrote and directed this one and it's set in London. The main theme is how luck plays into life.

Muggy Saturday

I've got four of the six "Things to Do This Weekend" things done already!

1. Clean back porch
2. Clean the bathtub
3. Clean the toilet
4. Clean bathroom and kitchen sinks
5. Go to Target for plastic tubs and cat food
6. Laundry

2, 3, 4, 5 DONE

I'm doing laundry right now and the back porch later or on Sunday.

Since I'm going to win the Powerball jackpot ($300 million) tonight, instead of Spidey. I'm going to give her a consolation prize. I'll send her and BigJoe on a two-week dream vacation anywhere in the world--all expenses and travel money included. (I'm sure they'll pick Indiana to visit since I'm here!)

Where in the world would you go and where would you want to stay? No fair saying a non-specific "Beach", or "Europe," or "Hawaii." Be specific, include a link if you'd like.

And no, Schell--you can't say "Naggypoo's bedroom"!!

Sex at 5:30 in the morning doesn't appeal to me.

Yesterday some of the schools got out early because the heat index was about 106.
Perhaps if school started in September like it's supposed to and not mid-August they'd alleviate this problem.

It's humid.

My husband tried to have sex with me at 5:30 this morning. I don't know about you, but my pussy does not want to be played with at 5:30 in the morning. I told him that if he wanted to have sex at 5:30 in the morning, he'd have to go solo---or maybe I'll suggest that he IM Meme.

Good news: It's Friday.

Bad news: We'll be busy at work.

I hope your day goes well.

More cute cat pictures

The cat climbed up onto a desk and took a nap and just looked darned cute!

5:02 PM

Work sucked.
It's sunny outside.
I'm eating a chunk of hot pepper cheese.

And I await Big Brother tonight because I read on one of the spoiler pages that Jen and Dick have a knock down, drag out--she destroyed all of his cigarettes. He called her "fucking bitch" numerous times. And she took herself off of slop and may be evicted by BB for breaking the rules. She probably won't since she'll more than likely be voted out soon anyway.

This cheese is very good.

Rain

We finally got some rain today.

Rain, rain, rain.

Downpours, actually but man do we need it!

You know you want me to have this

As I've posted before, I enjoy watching House Hunters and especially House Hunters International. Friday I saw a couple searching for an apartment in Portugal. I got online and found THIS HOUSE in Ireland. I want it. And I know you want me to have it too! So cash it your CDs, IRAs and your retirement savings and the money to me. I'd be ever-so- grateful.

Thanks in advance.

Pissed Cat

LP had thrown a sleeping bag up over a book case. Nesta of course jumped up there and fell asleep. I said "Kiki Marie!" and woke her up. She was not amused.

Updates and Stuff

1. The bathroom. The shower, bath, vanity and toilet are functional. BP had to go back to work so he still has to do the ceiling light and vent, the walls and trim. I told him that if I felt like it, I’d clean the baseboards and the door, and paint them. We’ll see.

2. Tomorrow LP and I are meeting my sister for lunch and shopping.

3. My assistant’s husband called her at noon today and told her to high tail it home and take him to the emergency room. She called 911 and got an ambulance to the house. Now you know it’s bad when a man admits to being sick and demands to go to the ER. Turns out his hernia was about ready to burst and his colon (or some other innard part) was twisting around his bowel and if left a few more hours could have ruptured----gangrene—and death. He had emergency surgery. So he’ll be in the hospital for at least 5 days—the second day and the third are the worst and will tell the docs whether or not they’ll have to take him to surgery again. Oy.

4. Remember that Hoosier Raffle I blogged about in June? I bought tickets with my oldest sister and my youngest sister and we won $1000. Split three ways. Hmm. Better than a kick in the ass, I guess.

5. I’m glad it’s Friday night.

For Spidey

My computer at home keeps shutting down when I turn it on, so something's funky. BP said he'd look at it--he said there's dust probably clogging it, so he was going to take the hard drive out to the garage and blow it out---but he's still working on the bathroom.

I used his laptop last night for awhile, but I hate not having a mouse.

I watched Last Comic Standing last night but wasn't too impressed with any of them.

I like your Question of the day thing--but the physical appearance question is interesting. Do most people think they are "average"? I don't think most ugly people will 'fess up to being ugly, and most physically attractive people will probably be too embarrassed to say so for fear of being called conceited.

I see a lot of people throughout the day and I 'd estimate that only 5 to 10% are what I consider attractive. the rest are average-looking, with a few fuglies thrown in.

At work

Talk about a work day that blows.

One co-worker got a call from her 13 year old cat's vet--he was doing surgery on the cat, found cancer and gave the choice of putting her down or letting my co-worker take her home for the few remaining days the cat would live.

Then at lunchtime one of my employees was in a car accident and her car was totaled. She just got a few scratches and a bruise. She didn't want to go to the hospital. I'm sure she'll be feeling it tomorrow.

Another employee was just plain nasty to everyone today. I finally told her "knock it off, or just go home!"

And I get home and I had to make dinner.

Free Iced Coffee

Every Monday in August McDonald's is giving away free iced coffee. All day.

I like the vanilla iced coffee.

I'm getting one.

For free.

Passport

As you may remember my passport (and BP's) came about a month or so ago. LP's was mailed about a week later than we mailed ours. We have yet to receive it. I just checked online for the status of his and learned that is has been mailed and should be here on 8/15.

That's more than five months since it was requested. If the government is going to change a rule about every American needsa passport to reenter this country, don't you think that somebody should have said, "We're going to be buried under applications. We need to hire A LOT of temporary workers so that people won't have to wait more than a month to receive a passport."?

If they have to charge a buck or two more for each passport--so be it. I think people would be willing to pay a few dollars more to receive their passports within a reasonable amount of time.

Make sense?

"And I helped!"

I helped BP lay tile yesterday evening—if handing him the tile squares and occasionally cutting them constitutes helping.

He has to grout today, and cut accesses for drains.

I’m glad it’s Friday.

It’s been hotter than Hell here all week—and humid. One step outside and I feel like a wet washrag.

But last night I bought an Entenman’s Honey Bun that’s the size of a small child’s head and I will be enjoying it with coffee this morning at work.

BP and I went to Meijer’s grocery store after work last night and supposedly bought groceries, but we came home with shit like:

Stouffer’s frozen entrees
FeBreeze room spray
Shampoo
Tampons
Bags of Flaming Hot Cheetos
Yogos fruit snacks
Cheese
Some hard pumpernickel bread shaped like a brick that BP found on the “international foods” aisle.
Frozen steak and cheese taquitos
Sunny Delight six pack
Paula Deen magazine
And two shitty DVDs: Man of the Year and something else
and, of course, the aforementioned Honey Bun

We spent over one hundred dollars in the grocery store and didn’t get anything remotely healthy

more about not having a toilet

In two more hours at least the toilet will be in. That’s the new tile around the toilet and that’s the box our new toilet came in.

I have a Sweet Husband story: Last night I went to bed around 10:30 and at 2 I woke up and had to pee. BP told me when I went to bed that he’d bring up the portable toilet from the basement. At 2 he was still working and I announced, “I have to pee! Where’s the portable toilet?” He said that it was way in the back of the coal bin area and couldn’t drag it out.
Me: I have to pee!
BP: Do you want to use a bucket?
Me: No. It’s 2am and I don’t want to pee in a bucket.
BP: Put your shoes on and I’ll drive you over to the rental.

Our rental house is still unoccupied until the 15th and it’s only three blocks away so we went out and he drove me over to pee. I thought that was very nice of him. He said he didn’t want me out groggy and driving at 2am with a full bladder (ha)
Someone please remind me of this sweet act when I post something bitchy about him.
He’s in the living room now watching an episode of CSI and then it’s back to working on the toilet/bathroom.

When I came home from work earlier, I saw a melted cup of a cookie dough blizzard from Sonic (it was LP’s) so I instinctively poured it down the drain. From the basement I heard a frantic “DON’T PUT ANYTHING DOWN THE DRAIN! DON’T PUT ANYTHING DOWN THE DRAIN!!!”
I had forgotten that he had the water off and some piping disconnected and the blizzard crap spewed out all over the basement floor.
YOU try not dumping things down the sink, or not peeing in your own home and you’ll understand my predicament.

Not for the faint of heart (that means men)

Any of you men who occasionally read my blog---you can just skip this entry.

I think I've written about my hot flashes before. They've subsided now, but I haven't had a period for four months.

BP's renovating our bathroom so this evening we won't have a toilet for awhile.

Guess who started her period last night?

Alanis Morrissette should have added this in her "Isn't It Ironic?"

Why is it most men get squeamish about periods and tampons and feminine hygiene?

HAPPY BIRTHDAY MAMA MAREGASE

It's my Mom's 83rd (?) birthday today. For as long as I can remember I'd call her Mama Maringese. I don't even know how you'd spell it; it's just a verbal word, not a written word.

I called her today and wished her a Happy Birthday, and told her that the card is on the way. Her response was, "Well I hope there's money in it!" For awhile she thought I was my younger sister Connie, so I said, "Sure Mom. Your youngest daughter Connie sent you $500, make sure and keep an eye out for it."
(My sister is gonna be pissed at me)

Anyway, Happy Birthday Mom