I rather fancy…

…plalying The Sims 2 right now.

The Sim I am currently playing – Rob Jones, whom I created about two weeks ago, is now the town lothario.  He has Whoohoo’ed with 20 chicks in the town.  Now I notice whenever he goes into town, there is a lot of  PO’d  Sim chicks.

Oh the horror! THE HORROR!

All I can say is my morning started out with these components…

  • Barefeet
  • Wood Floors
  • Shower
  • One of these…

Thought I had initially stepped on a black piece of fuzz.  That is until I got  in the shower and felt it move between my toes.   I tried to remain calm and wash it off with a blast of shower water.

I was rather ok until the body fell off and the head was still stuck.

On the brighter side of things, I did come home from work to see tons of these in the yard.

Now I know what these were in the yard in the Spring.

And now, I feel all buggyish.

Which gives me the need to take a shower.

The Serbian Festival is in full swing.

So much so that I can hear and FEEL the music inside my house from The Grove.  Tonight is the Polka Festival.

All I can hear is the oompas and oompas.  Inside.  Windows closed.

The Church is what I see outside My Kitchen Window.  The Grove is located down the street a short distance.  My development is smack dab in the middle of the two.

The Wednesday before, the tents go up.  The Grove is prepared.  We can smell the food being prepared (I don’t know why but I picture them all as little old ladies in aprons and babushkas stirring vast cauldrons of saurkraut.

Then they open the festival and all the fun begins.  JA and I like to listen the last night outside as they continously crank up the music and fully ignore the legal close time and push it all to the limit.

Oh.  I forgot to tell you.  They have TWO bands.  One at the church and one at The Grove.  We are smack dab in the walking shortcut.

The dead end across the street leads to the grove and the whole path attracts all the drunks who think they found a shortcut between the two.

Sometimes they find the way ok but most of the times they are lost and confused and start wandering.  Usually they find their way by following the music.  And that can vary on which way the wind is blowing.

This is great entertainment for JA and I.  We park ourselves outside either in the front or back yard.  Since we live on the corner, we just sit where we feel most comfortable at the time.

Oh.  These people know no fear.  They will keep the music going even when it threatens to be tornado weather.  They just keep playing their music and singing, louder and louder and louder through the night.  Oblivious to all danger.

While it can get annoying, I know they are having themselves one hell of a party!!!

Friday Evening Thoughts.

What a nutso day.  So glad to be home early.  Not by much but hey, my weekend has started!  JA is on vacay this week so we have a rare early Friday evening.

So around here, everyone is still talking about Lebron.   JA has a lovely t-shirt that expresses what most people think around here.  They are selling on street corners everywhere.  And we love Dan Gilbert for speaking his mind.  Ask me which one of them was the man and which was the coward.

So the pup went to the vet for the copious itching.  That damn hotspot.  He has no visible rash, but constant body itching.  I knew he needed to be seen.  This visit also gave him a brand new experience at the vet. He seems very content to be home now.  I pat him on his bum and he wiggles around and seems genuinely grateful.

Thank God it was not fleas.  A dog and four cats does make for a lovely flea breeding ground and who wants to deal with that?  Especially in this heat.

I mean, we can’t sit outside for the humidity.  It kills my asthma.

So…

…we did a lot of little things that were important today.  Mainly figuring out which Bloody Mary recipe appealed to us me the most.

I am currently testing and testing the recipes.  JA seems amused at my antics at the moment.  I wonder why.

Cute animal pic here.  This shows ALL creatures living here at the moment.  (but not the fish for obvious reasons)

Four kitties (3 are rescues) and one pooch.  And one plant my FIL gave to my MIL 25 years ago in the same planter on the same table.

That Sesame Street song comes to mind…”One of these things is not like the other.  One of these things just doesn’t belong…”

What to do today? What to do today? What to do today?

Now that JA no longer works the weekends, I have made plans for use to do long needed things AWAY from the house.  With some time dedicated to the explosion of mess that has acquired that I no longer can keep up with due to some ailments.

OK…Such as exploring.  There are many little, ancient cemeteries near here.  There is one about a quarter mile from here, if you are looking out my kitchen window.  That window really “sees all” .  We are into that kind of thing.  The twins are too.  Or going here.  Perhaps visiting friends on the spur of the moment.  Going out to the lake with the dog and letting him have a grand ole time.  And our all time fav…sitting at the firepit swilling booze.

So far we have done this…

  • dug weeds
  • sprayed weeds
  • tidied up the garden
  • dug more weeds
  • grilled out.  A LOT!
  • been afraid to sit at the firepit.

Today I suspect we will be doing something like wash the floors and steam clean them and/or straighten out the laundry room.

PS, Random Thought.

The twins total incapability to NOT SEE any messes they make is annoying the shit out of me.

I haven’t blogged in a while/things I feel the need to share.

  • I have taught the dog to smile upon command.
  • He will only do it for me and will not do it if someone is in the room.
  • He does it when I get home from work now.  I think he just is a ham and know this gets the biggest “GOODBOYOHYOUARESOCUTE” response from.
  • The old lady on the corner who died(or was murdered – no one is talking) house is went up for sale a few hours ago.  Dear lord I wonder what we are going to get in the way of neighbors.
  • I pity those new neighbors because they will have to live next door to The Trailer Trash Mama Drama.
  • TTTMD has toned it down a bit.  She was AWOL for over a year.  The cops still make visits over there.  Not sure why though.
  • Speaking of cops (when I think of cops, I think of firemen.)  Hence…I HATE my other new neighbors.  They called the fire department on our outdoor firepit.  When they arrived in a hook and ladder mind you, I honestly thought they were here for the TTTMD.  I was shocked it was for US!
  • I fell going up the steps due to Killer Cat las  fall and think I have bone fragments in my elbow.  Still hurts and I have no desire to see a doc about it.

Killer Cat Photo.

  • She has done many evil things to me.   Don’t be faked out by her meek appearance here.
  • She came with a twin sister.

  • I have twin boys and think this is hilarious.   hahahaha.
  • This pair of girls are named after my twins.  Don’t ask.  Long story.
  • Which leads to some weird conversations.
  • JA has recently quit his weekend job.  After 5 years.  This is a huge thing and a big adjustment.  Not sure how good this is sometimes.

To be continued

Well, well, well…I am an idiot!

For the effing life of me, I could not figure out why my WP domain mapping wasn’t working.

I was logging into the old blog and not the new one.

This took me about 4 months to figure out.

Hot Toddy Recipe

I am looking for a Hot Toddy recipe.  It has been years since I had one of those, but this bronchitis/double ear infection/damp, cold weather is just killing me.  KILLING me!

Work is not too happy with me.  I have missed a lot of time lately.  I am waiting to get reprimanded when I get back.   At least I have a doc excuse.

Anywho, when I was growing up, I remember Mom having Hot Toddy’s when she was really sick.  They looked so comforting.  I also remember listening in on her and Grandma P. sharing recipes.  Granma P.’s recipe called for onions.  Bleh.

Then again, Grandma P. will tell anyone, to this day, (she is 94 and is still sharp as a tack) she will tell the story of her childhood.  Her parents came from Europe, spoke no English and her mom did not know how to cook anything but fried onions.

And that is what she grew up on.  No wonder onions go into all her dishes (and apparently her beverages too).

Her childhood still traumatizes her.

~looks around and jumps into the blogging world again…~

So I am back to this blogging thing.   My have things changed!

Since I am trying to catch up on things and am feeling rather ill at the moment (damn bronchitis), I will just jot down some of the thoughts that are going through my head at this moment.

Ok?

  • Michael Jackson’s estate.  The goonies coming out of the woods to grab some bucks amazes me.  But I am not surprised.
  • Speaking of woods…I think Tiger is an asshole and a coward.
  • My kids are no longer kids.  They are 19 and young men.  One has a cool Accura Integra and the other has a F-150.  Funny how opposite they are with their taste in cars.
  • Thank GOD! I no longer have to deal with High School and the mentality that went along with it (other than Tim’s GF who is still in HS and that is another story).  And I mostly mean other parents who think their kids are perfect and a school system that really dropped the ball their last year in school.  Assholes.  All of them.  I am seriously thinking of putting up a big homemade sign in my front yard with some cuss eloquant words regarding my feelings towards the levy they are trying to pass.  I mean, like I could make it really big too.
  • I really am loving my pink Snuggie.  It helps with hot flasshes (I like the typo, so it stays).  I can wear tank tops and shorts while we have some 76 inches of snow outside.  When I get cold, I throw the Snuggie on and viola!  When I get too hot, I fling it off.  Pure genius I think!  And it is pink.
  • This blog, I am going to let more of my true self out there.  How exciting is that for the world?  Huh?  Well.  I care.
  • I am going to try to catch up with my favs.  I am not stalking.  Really.  I am not stalking.  Just catching up because I have truly missed you guys.
  • All my previous posts are now gone.  I let it all lapse and it got deleted.
  • But hey!  The Trailer Trash Mama has moved back home with her Ma!  Maybe the 5th time will be a charm.
  • I have a new laptop.  The twins trashed the other one with looking up naughty lady bits.  The new one is now mine and if they have the need, they can use the old, slooooooooooooooooooow PC in Mom’s room.
  • And it is pink.
  • Work is now a three-ring circus with revolving doors.
  • I am TOTALLY addicted to The Sims 2 and Sims 3 (though I crashed that game and can not find my disk to reinstall it.)
  • I know am the mom of twin black kittens.  Tim and Turbo (Marks nickname).  Named after my own twins by their foster mother who loves my guys as they helped her through her very scary cancer journey and still continue to do so.  The kittens are girls though and are all black with black whiskers, paws and even their claws.  Tim has a hard to see tuft of white on her chest and Turbo has three whites furs on her back.  They have midnight blue eyes lined in a deep emerald green.  We love them.   They are rather spoiled.

Ok.   I really am rather sick today.  Off to catchup and then rest.  Or maybe rest and then catch up.   Maybe later I will look at this blog and try to make it all pretty and stuff.