I get annoyed sometimes. Yea, me. Here what is annoying me currently. You know how you tell someone that there is an issue, or you mentioned that something is irking you and then they totally ignore it cause they know that you have ADD and will probably forget it? I admit I am truly "look monkey look" and get distracted but it just shows a lack of respect to play that game. But that is life and not the only thing that is pissing me off (ooh have moved from annoyance to pissed....not a good sign!!) It just seems like I'm detecting a complete lack of effort from some people. People people people, put in a little time. I'd go into further explanation but its too much work......

More ravings

After two weeks of a personal pity party (to which many were invited but few, well no one participated) I have decided that the universe has won. I give! I surrender!! You Win UNIVERSE I HOPE YOU ARE FREAKIN HAPPY. Truly while the snacks and liquor at the PPP was quite tasty, the company definitely was not. I supppose I got too bored of being sad, blue, maudlin, boohooey (this is to a real word, look it up mate!), hopeless, at the end of my rope, at the beginning of the end, up a creek without a paddle, paddling up stream, so now I'm full of vim and vigor, shit and sugar, just jolly as roger (I have no idea what that means, I mean I know what being rogered means and it could make one jolly I suppose).

Anyway.....from here on out it is little ms. friggin sunshine. Happy happy joy joy

argh

menopause. Its a blast. The heartburn, the belching, the sweating. Every morning I wake up singing I feel pretty than immediately go pluck the new stray chin hairs which rapidly are becoming cheek hairs. and my god....the white pubic hairs. That is like a slap in the face of your sexuality. Yea mate, you may feel randy and such but we are going to remind you as soon as you drop your drawers that you would be better served baking muffins or brushing up on your canasta skills....dead sexy.

college

So we are about to enter the badger arena. Currently fully in tune with being demons, blue ones. Wow, about 89K to be demons and now just about 24k to be a badger. A bargain at any price!!!

Here is the one thing to never ever ever ever do when you had life decide that your well ordered savings plans and such were going to be needed for use on elderly parents, sick relatives and daily living expenses when one of your jobs tanked instead of for college like you planned. Don't and I repeat DON"T talk to any of your friends who are in Europe....or specifically Austria......where things like college are free.

Oh well...who needed to retire or have things anyhow! Think of how young it will keep me to work 60 hour weeks until I'm 85!!

Might not Kvetch but what the f

Might not be kvetching here tho there is a lot to kvetch about. Going to a wake today for a 16 year old boy. One of my daughters friends brothers. This is a hard one to explain/teach how to handle. The one way I have handled how to deal with crazy/horrid stuff in my life is to use it as a learning experience for my children. To know that you were teaching someone how to deal with life really put things in perspective for me. This time its all about how to be a friend when it is uncomfortable and not easy. How to listen to what they need and measure your words. Say less, listen more. Learn how to read the person for what they need. I'm proud of the girls that are going today to support their friend. When you are young you sometimes don't realize how the simple act of being there is sometimes the thing that speaks the loudest.

As it always is when things like this happen you look at the world a little differently. You cherish the small things, you realize how lucky you are. Its sad that this is a fleeting feeling and soon we'll all go back to underappreciating and taking for granted all the little things.

The one thing that I am very proud of my daughter for is that she is not making this her tragedy. Even tho she is very sad for her friend and feels horrible about it, she is not mooning about using this as her personal tragedy excuse. I positively hate when people have things like this happen and they use it as if it is their tragedy. I think it probably is hard for people to see things are not always all about them. I have acquantances that whenever someone dies, even if they were not close to them are devastating. Its all about them. Oh my god, the woman that used to babysit for my children 15 years ago, well her mother died. No I didn't know the mother, and no I haven't talked to her in 10 years but oh my god I can barely function as I'm so sad. Wha?????????

I guess I did kvetch, huh?

Who are you, King Farouk???

Where to start, where to start today.....So much to bitch about. First off, what am I your mother?? People I work with - If you use the last cup in the plastic sleeve, how about throwing it out into the garbage instead of leaving it on the counter? I think there are two of you cause there are two plastic sleeves....also, if you spill, how about just wiping up a little. Yea, I'm not sure if you noticed but your mom or housekeeper is not here at the office. Okay, just stop it.

Then this is to the moron who is from indiana and driving 20 miles under the speed limit and driving on the line so that she blocked two lanes of traffic.....if driving in the snow freaks you out so much, STAY THE HELL HOME!!! CALL IN SICK!!! CALL IN STUPID!!! I DON'T CARE JUST STAY OFF THE ROAD!! Not only was it not necessary to go so slowly as the roads were completely navigatable (just sloppy) but to then ride the line so that no one could get around you, WHAT THE?????? I hope you ate the lastest product that our panel is testing that is causing them so much gas/discomfort/butt explosions and are stuck on a very slow moving train. Maybe you will think twice about being an idiot. HEY!! Do you work here??? Are YOU the one leaving the plastic sleeves on the counter??????

Email chain letters!!(&)($#*()^&*(!*(&^

I absolutely positively hate email chain letters. These are a bit more despicable than regular mail chain letters as they are no work at all to forward. At least if you mailed a chain letter you had to extend some effort but with the email you just click and forward. I either have to tell you that god has found his way to my community or read a schmaltzy story then forward or my tits will fall off, my vagina will drop 12 inches and that is just the beginning of my ills. I got one recently that told me that starting tomorrow I will have a horrible day. No shit sherlock!! I have a kid with the flu, a filthy house to clean up, shopping to do, fitting in some work, taking care of my mom's apartment and get the oil changed in my car.

Anyway, the case is that suggestions to the subconscious are very strong. What I choose to do when I delete these things (I'm getting pretty good at determining what they are by the subject line and DELETE!) is to tell myself that tomorrow is going to be a GREAT day cause I have power over my own luck. Luck is not something that just happens but something that you create. So today, instead of forwarding the latest email chain letter and annoying my nearest, dearest and those unfortunate to have their email address in my box, I am going to be pleasant, caring and do what I can to make this day a good day for everyone to get some good karma back.....even if it flippin' kills me.