True Love

This was written as a guy and a girl...but I think the message is universal.

A girl asked a guy if he thought she was pretty,
he said, no.

She asked him if he would want to be with her forever,
and he said no.

She then asked him if she were to leave would he cry,
and once again, he replied, no.

She had heard enough. She walked away with tears streaming down her face
The guy caught up with her, grabbed her arm and said...

You are not pretty, you are beautiful.

I don't want to be with you forever, I NEED to be with you forever.

And I wouldn't cry if you walked away, I'd die.

Good Sunday Morning To All!!

Just a couple of dew drops for you this morning. Have a great day.

HELP, GET ME OUT OF THIS DAMN FLOWER!!!!

I got this shot this morning over at the convention center. I just love the pose I was able to catch this bumble bee in.
Happy Saturday!

A Public Service Announcement...

I'm going to lock myself in my house for a couple of days.

As I was looking for imagery to help you to understand exactly why I've chosen to do this, I was lucky enough to stumble upon these fine representations...


...Only I hate this bitch because she actually has a smaller waist than I do.

I've looked for help from my good friends at Midol...


...But for some reason the smiling happy faces on this ad made me a bit crazed. NOTHING works enough to cause me to want to cuddle up with two of my favorite girlfriends and giggle when I'm on my period and I sure as hell don't want a freakin' newsletter during my off time to remind me of how miserable I'm going to be in just a few short weeks! Who are these people?

And this picture...

... Almost made me hysterical. I can just see myself saying, "Hey Chrissy! Let's go grab Terese and head down to the beach! I'm on my period, you're on yours and Terese just finished eating a strip steak raw through the packaging! It's hot, it's sunny, we're bloated and we'll get sand in our cracks! Come on! It'll be fun!"

You just know that men are behind this crap in some way, don't you? No woman in their right mind would try to sell that stuff with pictures like that.

Then I found this one...


... But seeing as I have a massive headache and an almost uncontrollable urge to pick a fight with Jeffee because he has the nerve to be sleeping, I cannot begin to contemplate whether Midol makes me gay or not and know without a doubt that I really just need to go to bed. I'll be back in like 48 hours or something. Ugh.

BTW IT'S FRIDAY!!!!!!!!!

HAPPY WEEKEND!!! I actually get the weekend off, for a change. Sunday is my 36th birthday, and I refuse to work on my birthday.

HAVE A GREAT WEEKEND, I WILL!!!!!

Magic Mirror

I would love to have a magic mirror, one that I could hold up and you could see all of the beauty that I see when I am looking at you. One in which you could appreciate your imperfections as a wonderful piece of you, a uniqueness that belongs to no other. One that does not show any of the mean little things that bounce around in your head, that are completely self inflected.
If I had a magic mirror, I'd show you just how beautiful you really are.

Slice of Heaven

As many of you know since I've had gastric bypass surgery I could care less about most food items...just icky

But I've found my new slice of heaven.....
Boston market pot pies
Yummmmmmmm

if you get a chance try one.

It's almost as good as yellow cake with choclate icing.

The object of my desire....

since we are talking about cat lovers, allow me to introduce you to Lancelot, and his stash. He is four years old this Sep. 11th, yeah he was born on that day. He is a demon. I have four cats total, but Lance is different. All of my cats are fixed, ever since they were old enough. However, Lance is a rather large cat, weighs in at 23 lbs., and he uses his size to be a bully. When we moved down here, he became the largest cat in the area, so naturally that means he has to be top cat, right.
You should see all the tom cats run like little girls, just when they see him. As for putting things on my cats, no they don't go for that. Maybe a play mouse once in a while, but that would be it.
Not a flower today, but enjoy anyway.

Wild & Crazy Gal

I'm taking a walk on the wild side today....instead of surfing the Yay-Yay blogs starting with "A" ....I got a wild hair and started at the end of our alphabetized list of Yay-Yays.

Surfing your blogs is one of my favorite ways to pass the time....it's quite an emotional rollercoaster! I never know what I'll find when I open a blog.....will it make me ponder? ....cry? ....angry? ....groan? ....pee?...laugh? ...pee while laughing? It's an adventure!

Change of subject: Tonight I start my new job. I'll be in orientation for 5 hours....at a hotel. I thought that was odd....Bank of America has a HUGE facility....but, for orientation we're going next door to the Hampton Inn. Think they'll mind if I take a dip in the pool while others are out smoking? I'll even bring my own towel and arm wingies!

Sick Hubby

Well I knew it was going to come to this. Last Saturday we went out for my step-son's 6th bday. Jeremy (honey) wasn't feeling well. He had to go sit in the car at Swing Around Run Town and he was vomiting. He's a hearty eater and has been on chicken soup all week. We have been fighting about the doctor and I finally had his dad call and bug him.

I called the doctors office and gave him his symptions..take him to the emergency room. My hands are shaking. Last year he had a seziur (sp?) after quitting drinking and was in the hopital a week. He's been sober since then but it still scares me that he has to go to the hospital again. I know it's going to be an IV to pump him full of fluids and that's it but still.

So if you ladies would please say an extra prayer for my hubby and pray that give him a brian cell back that would make him take better care of himself. (he dosen't drink enough water, only Coke)

Thanks!

FRIDAY'S ROCK

Yes...it is finally Friday, my favorite, work day, of the week. Looking forward to productive week end ahead. The last couple have been so hot, humid and hazy that I have gotten absolutely NOTHING done. It's supposed to be far more comfortable this week end so I'd like to clean my furniture, carpets and some windows...maybe even my car. Of course, this is only the plan, I may decide to just catch some rays and read a good book. Hubby is framing up an addition with brother all week end and both kids will be working so Nobody will know what I actually do. Well have a good one.

Flip Flop Revisited

Photo appears courtesy of Stuff on My Cat

Joke I liked...

A Illinois man left the snowballed streets of Chicago for a vacation in Florida. His wife was on a business trip and was planning to meet him there the next day. When he reached his hotel, he decided to send his wife a quick e-mail. Unable to find the scrap of paper on which he had written her e-mail address, he did his best to type it in from memory.
Unfortunately, he missed one letter and his note was directed instead to an elderly preacher's wife,whose husband had passed away only the day before.
When the grieving widow checked her e-mail, she took one look at the monitor, let out a piercing scream, and fell to the floor.
At the sound, her family rushed into the room and saw this note on the screen:

Dearest Wife,Just got checked in.

Everything prepared for your arrival tomorrow.

Your Loving Husband.

PS. Sure is hot down here.

ad nauseum

I must be one helluva kitty-mama. The vet people said not to feed Baby Boy until tomorrow or he may throw up....I've had boys neutered before and never had to keep them from eating once they got home. So, Baby Boy can eat if he wants to...he hasn't. He's only interested in the water. I think he's figured out that if he eats, then he'll poop and pooping doesn't feel so good right now. Anyway....back to what I was saying about being one helluva kitty-mama.....I have been nauseated and dry heaving for the last 3 hours! My stomach is wanting to vacate the premises via my mouth. I think it's sympathy heaving for Baby Boy.....who, by the way, is doing just fine....just walking very softly & carefully. Thanks for all the comforting comments....too bad I didn't get a chance to get some of that valium!

TGIF, well almost anyway

Hi ladies, I would like to apologize for my lack of posting lately however, I have been laid up with a damn severe sinus infection. I was completely out of commission for a couple days but I am back up and running full steam ahead.

I wanted to take a moment to thank all of you lovely ladies for being so supportive of each and every one of us Yay-Yays. I know that I appreciate having a place to come and vent my frustrations and have people actually comment with concern and encouragement.

For those of you who haven't had a chance to check out the Fabulous Shrinking Yay-Yays I would like to take this moment to ask that all of you stop by and visit. Whether it be a mere 5 lbs that you want to lose or 100 lbs that you want to lose we are there to support and nurture each other in a positive and loving way. The more friends you have to encourage you in your weight loss struggles the better. It takes special friends, such as the Yay-Yays, to help their friends through thick & thin (no pun intended). I personally have made it my goal to encourage each and every Shrinking Yay-Yay in their road to success for each and every goal they set for themselves.

Now that I have gotten that off of my chest, can we all say...... THANK GOD FRIDAY IS RIGHT AROUND THE DAMN CORNER? This week has been rough for me, not only because I have been ill but because I have been working my ass off. I took one day off to rest as my body was completely exhausted and I was pretty sure that my face was going to explode (good news, it didn't). Every other day this week I worked a minimum of 10 hours. This of course makes for a great paycheck but at what cost? I am a p/t person that has been working f/t to fill in until we find a new receptionist and good lord I forgot how draining it is to work f/t and not only f/t but 52 hours a week. I cant wait for Saturday to come so that I can actually relax for two days before having to return to the hell hole that I call work. *ugh*

Whew!

This kitty-mama is feeling much better. The gal at the vet's was very compassionate this morning when we took him in. I had explained to her about the last time we were there....she did what she could to assure me all would be well with our little Baby Boy. She made sure I had their number and told me I could call after 1 to check up on him. With tears trickling down my face I forced myself to leave.

I made a point of not going home until after we picked him up at 5....I didn't want to be in the house without him. He has a big presence for such a little guy. We're now home groggy & alive......he is too! LOL He looks at us wondering what the hell we put him through.....think he'll ever trust us again?

Yellow!!!

Hope everyone is having a great day. Just thought you might need a spot of sunshine.

Itchy bra

Got your attention didn't I.

Why is it on a humid day your bra always seems to get itchy and your undies feel like they are doing the slow creap up your butt.

Is it just me????

Probably

Ah well..Happy Thursday Sisters...

Hotel Hell

Thought I'd tell you a little about the ghost picture.

We went by this massive and beautiful old building on our way to Lake Michigan. Upon closer inspection, we noticed the name above the entrance is Maribel Caves Hotel and it was built in 1900.

It was originally built to be a spa. There are lots of legends and stories about it (it's known around the area as Hotel Hell because of this), but most of them are just stories passed around, without any truth to them. It's more of a historic landmark.

One thing that does seem to be consistant with everyone is the person in the window. Now, I didn't have any of that information prior to shooting the pictures. I just wanted photos of this gorgeous structure. We got home and blew them up so we could "peek in windows" and see more of it, since it's protected property.

Notice in this next photo the upstairs window has light shining through. in the ones in my last post, the same window was dark. All of these pictures were taken in a five-minute time frame on the same day.




I don't believe in all that stuff, either. It's just really cool in a creepy sort of way how it turned out :)

Fixicated

I'm having angst today. Our fuzzy-love Baby Boy is going to the Kittyatrician today to get fixicated. I know they've done thousands of neuters, they've never done my baby, though. Part of my issue is that the last time we were there with a kitty was when we had our Pud-Pud put to sleep. I'm reminding myself that he's coming come tonight....nutless & groggy....and maybe even a little pissed at us.....but alive.

Being a kitty-mama can sure be tough sometimes. He hasn't been able to eat or drink anything since last night....this is NOT going over well with him. He's convinced that he's being abused. Good thing he can't dial the phone....we don't need the ASPCA on our butts! LOL

Boredom

I was feeling bored today....I thought about doing a new template for this blog, then remembered that Lu is working on one....so, I totally redid my own blog's template. I have to say....I'm feeling awfully proud of myself. It took me about 7 hours...but, it's the look I wanted. Ok...now, I'm bored again.....

We're gonna watch the Average Joe finale tonight....every season we've been disappointed and downright ticked cuz the Average Joe was rejected....we're hoping this season will be different. We're hoping.........we're not holding our breath!

Prayers and Light and Positive Vibes

Alright Sista Ya-Ya's! One of our sisters is being challenged physically right now, and needs our support. Shanna needs us to gather round her and surround her with prayers, light, positive vibrations. She will most likely come by here and share, but go by her spot and drop her an encouraging note or ecard!

Lubs ya Shanna!!

A few of my own...

Thought I'd take a cue from the lovely pictures being posted lately and add some of my own. And then I have to get back to my own neglected blog... :)

I love the way these clouds looked.


Awesome sunset over the lake and a fisherman.



Look closely at this picture and then at the zoom-in of the top second window from the left:

Running late...

because I was reading all the wonderful comments, here and on my site. I have been getting a lot of questions about the flowers I photograph, and I would like to clear something up. I have no idea what most of these flowers are. The only reason I knew what the Spider Lily was, is because the man who grew them just happened to come out of the house and chat with me while I was snapping pics.
I live in an apartment, and what little tiny bit of space I have to put flowers is shaded all but 2 hours of the day. So I don't get to grow any flowers :( But I have lots of ivy growing. I go for little walks and take the camera, if I see a pretty flower I stop and get several pictures of it, hoping that one will turn out ok. Sometimes I piss people off, because if the flower I see is in their yard, I still go get a picture of it. Hell, I figure if there is no fence then you don't mind.
Call me rude, but I have learned that most of the time if you ask, you lost your chance to get the shot. If there is a fence, I do respect the person's privacy and don't enter.

Well, anyway enjoy the pink flowers and have a great day!!

Can I Be In Charge Please?

Today I will ask that all of you write to the Gods of Television Programming and request that I be in charge. Should I be appointed to the post, I promise that:

1) You will be able to find SOMETHING worthy of viewing on at least one of the 457 channels you now receive on your cable television feed.

2) Ditech Mortgage will never be allowed to advertise, and further, the chubby little turd who is in every single one of their commercials will retire from acting forever.

3) There will be a "Hot Guy Channel" (HGC).

4) There will be a "Hot Chick Channel" (HCC).

5) The airwaves will be a "Hilton Free Zone".

6) Panic stricken weathermen will NEVER be allowed to track a simple thunderstorm on Doppler 5000 Radar for one hour and fifteen minutes straight ever again.

7) All football game coverage will include butt shots every 5 minutes whether it's pertinent to the game or not. Further, John Madden will NEVER be allowed to say the word "penetration" EVER AGAIN.

8) All perfect-bodied women will have severe acne or they get no screen time.

9) Everyone who works on Extreme Home Makeover will be required to work topless.

10) Regis and Kelly will be required to bitch slap each other at least once a week.

Sisters, this is just a few of the quality changes I have in mind. I assure you, there are tens more ideas floating around in this little head of mine. We're a powerful group, let's band together and effect real change~

someone send me a spine, quick

So I finally sort of confronted my friend who asked me to be a reference for her adoption thing, but not about that. She's basically been treating me like so much garbage since before she got married earlier this year and I've finally had it with her. I sent her a very long email yesterday telling her exactly how I felt and how her actions had hurt me and that I wasn't even comfortable talking to her anymore. And I did tell her my concerns about her husband potentially being abusive. She says that I've been misunderstanding everything and no she isn't being abused and now I've made her cry - somehow making everything my fault. Anyway, we're supposed to meet for dinner tonight to talk and I honestly don't know if I want to continue trying to be friends or not. I've known her for almost 9 years now and we used to be closer than I'd ever been with anyone other than my husband. Now she's changed so much that I don't feel like I even know her. She's made snide comments about my weight loss efforts (and she's a big gal herself, about double my size), she's made fun of my knitting and spinning, and she hasn't made a single non-selfish comment to me in ages. If it was anyone else I don't think I'd have any trouble just walking away and washing my hands of the whole situation, but I know her and I know the person she used to be and I'd really like to have that person back in my life. But I am dreading tonight like you would not believe. I hate confrontations of any kind and I'm really afraid that she's going to bully me into believing that my feelings aren't valid and that somehow this really is all my fault and that just isn't right. So I'm going to try to find my spine and stand up for myself. I know my momma didn't raise a doormat, but it's easier to apply that when dealing with a man than with a girlfriend. Wish me luck y'all, I'm gonna need it.

Oh, and yes, I filled out the reference form for the foster parent/adoption thing *totally* honest. It was one of the hardest things I think I've done, but I did it and I laid all of my concerns out there and can just hope that with all of the background checking they're supposed to do that they'll realize she's not a good candidate. Anyway, I did what I could, the rest is up to the state now.

Procrastination bit me in the ass - my confession

I think I shared that I procrastinate. I put off doing things...not that they are difficult but it seems I put off things that are important. I don't know why..I hate that feeling in my gut but I tend to do it anyway.

Last January my car was stolen from in front of my house, I didn't have insurance (procrastinated getting it). Car was found abandoned on an offramp in a very undesirable area. They towed it. I had a dealer pick it up. The motor was burned out. Good thing is the car was paid for. Now I owe $700 and it still won't run. New motor was $2000. SO a guy from the car place says he'll cover the $700 and fix the car and keep it for himself. OK..it's a deal. I got and clean out my personal stuff. I'm not very responsible...the title was in the car...it was stolen. SO I have to get a new one. It's a MAZE to try and get one. SO I haven't.

I had been avoiding the guys calls because I know I have to do it but I don't have the new title yet. Last night I was at the outdoor theater w/ my dad and this guy comes by and sees my husband. Ends up the plates on the car are expired and the guy gets pulled over and arrested for grand theft auto. Ooooops. He has until August 4th to have the title signed over in his name. Guess I need to go to the DMV today and do what I can to pull the title out of my ass.

I do have to say that bad feeling is out of my gut, have I learned my lesson?...I don't know. I really don't know why I do it. Usually I just end up putting myself in a predicament..not someone else.

Lovely day

My fiance's ex wife got the house less than a year ago. She also got over $600 a month in child support PLUS half the childcare. We are currently bringing in about $1500 a month total. In order to keep the lights on and the rent paid, we had to surrender his Voyager minivan. The payments just weren't getting made.

She informed us yesterday that she is moving in with her new beau, and that the house was appraised at over 30 grand more than they paid for it because of the $25 grand HE put into fixing it up. She got the house and his name is off the mortgage, but his name is still on the deed.

This piece of work also efiled their taxes last year. HE NEVER SIGNED THE HARD COPY. Nor did he ever see the check. SHE cashed it.

So today was the icing on the cake: We go to drop off his van. I followed him in my sweetheart (cough) of an 86 Ford Aerostar with the floorboard a/c (cough, cough). We drive back together and less than a mile from home... IT DIES ON THE ROAD.

Since we run an ad agency out of our home and have to physically go out to see and sign clients, our sole source of income is now dead in the water.

***deeeeep breath***

.....grrr.......

My ears have stopped bleeding. I have to see an audiologist next month. They think a car accident I had a while back caused "trauma to the inner ear canal" whatever that means. I hear a lot of what sounds like feedback, I'm dizzy and nauseous all the time and added to the Fibro symptoms it feels just lovely (ahem. cough.).

Hope your day is going better than mine!

Sister Friends of Red

This is a follow up post to Support.

I can see clearly now and want to thank you for your support. I will be 'burning' a disk of everything that I've saved and writing a report as best as I can. I will then turn it over to my local police. I will be happy to wipe my computer clean of his filth.

I was hoping that by making that decision, it would relieve me of the rest of my anger. It doesn't. The mother in me still cries out for blood. But is it more important to get justice or revenge? My mind tells me Justice...My heart screams for revenge.

Spider Lily...

Here is a different view. I just love it, it only blooms in the evening and when it opens it is fast. You can actually stand there and watch it open, pretty cool uh.

Hope you had fun guessing.

Aliens!!!

As promised the other day, here is a very odd bloom. Can you tell me what it is?

Have a good day.

Job

I got it!
YAY!!
They'll be giving me more details tomorrow.

update..

ok so i am back from the doctor and very relieved...

turns out i have vocal cord edema...which means that i have a red irritated spot on one of my vocal cords...(nothing serious...whew)

i just have to be sure to not over use my voice...(LOL) and drink lots of water...especially after clearing my throat..which...as i was told...i should try not to do...

the doc gave me a script for nexium which is supposed to keep acids in my stomach from irritating it further...

i had a pretty nasty upper respitory infection a few months ago and that is probably when it got irritated...and it hasnt been able to heal...

ok so maybe i talk to much hehe...actually i sing...and that is probably the reason that is hasnt gone away...so no singing..yelling or screaming...hehe...what will i ever do???

i just want to thank all of my sister friends for the well wishes...YOU GUYS ROCK! (oops not suppose to yell like that!! lol)

Something different.

Call me sadistic, but I believe this is the only way to enjoy a mosquito. Sorry I could not catch the spider also, but it was to late in the morning and she had already found cover for the day.

I know its not a flower, but what do you think?

uggggghhhhhh

I just swallowed a cherry pit as I was reading all the posts. Think anything bad will happen to me now??? Stupid pit!!

Happy Monday yay yay's !!!!!

Something to cool y'all off.......

Apologies (Again!)

Sorry I dropped off there for a while. Did ya miss me? Hehe. Anyway, I've been trying to stay caught up on everyone's personal blogs and on this one...and failing miserably. But, I'm trying! I think we've got a terrific, diverse group of ladies here and I'm proud to be among you all. Aside from ranting about the heat and drought here, I'm pretty much too tired and hot to think today much less make a worthy post. I hope all of you are doing well and finding blessings in unexpected places!

Monday, the sunshine day!

Hope everyone had a great weekend. Don't work to hard.

what me worry?

so i have a doctor appointment today...(WAAHHHH)

'they' think i could possible have polyps on my vocal chords...i will find out today...i am kinda worried...

send some good wishes my way....

I know I'm behind, sorry....

I've had bleeding ears this last week. I see the doc tomorrow. I should know about the MRI results then (I hope). This is driving me nuts. I'm dizzy and loopy all the time now (no comments from the peanut gallery.... you KNOW who I mean... :P)

Andrena, I hope you don't think I'm neglecting you! The offer still stands, but we're thinkig about changing the date so we can get married on a boat! It would be next spring then, but who the hell cares! :D It's a freakin' boat!

It's the ferry going between Mich and Wisc, across Lake Mich.

I would like to formally invite the bloggettes of Yayay land.... it's about time we had a get together, ya think? Imagine: all of us together with a restaurant on the upper deck of a LARGE boat for 4 hours (each way :P). We could go across, get married (not to each other, me and my fiance, silly) and then spend the day in Michigan SHOPPING and stuff. let the guys do their thing. Then we take the ferry back via the moonlight.

A HUGE HEARTFELT THANK YOU ALL!!

I would like to thank you all for all the wonderful things you say about my pictures, it makes my day to come by here and see people like what I do. I am a care giver for my elderly mother, and she has no artistic talent, when I ask her what she thinks I get "Yep, that's a flower."

Not very encouraging. So this group has done a world of good for my self esteem, thanks.

Now Kat has been ever so kind to offer to help me design a page just so I can begin to market my photos. Yay for Kat, thanks so much.

I hope everyone has had a great Sunday. I am so glad it is my Friday, I have plans to go over to a friends house in the morning and do some photography. There is a plant over there that has one of the most awesome blooms I have ever seen. Don't worry, I won't make you beg to see it.

Later.

Hello, my name is addict!

Hi everyone, I just wanted to take a minute and introduce myself :)
I am a wife, mother, grandma, alcoholic (nearly 14 years sober), used to be nurse, currently a tattoo studio owner...
A few of you are friends and family already, and I feel like I already know most of you as I have been lurking in the background, reading you for a while now... Yes, I am a lurker. I am usually not much of a group type of person, except you all are a group of some of the most varied and extrordinary women I've ever seen in one place....
I am still in the process of becoming the woman I hope to be one day, I am here to learn...

Peace On Earth...Yay-Yay Style!

I was just emailing with one of our Yay-Yay Board Members.....we'll be introducing them to you soon!....we were chatting about the guidelines we're establishing. I made the comment to her that I am amazed that with the number of women in this group from all different walks of life there hasn't been a single circumstance that required me to step in and do anything "leadershippy." That is truly amazing!

That got me to thinking.....we come from all over the country (& Canada, too!)....we all have strong opinions & beliefs.....all political parties are represented here.....gays, bis, straights--all here....we truly cover every demographic....and yet....we are at peace! This is genuine peace.

Peace! Yay-Yay style!

Freakin' Men

I was having a nice day until my husband opened his big fat mouth. He knows just the wrong things to say.

Sorry! How is everyone's Sunday? My whole weekend has been rather uneventful. Very quiet and boring. Almost makes you want to have kids... almost. I think the highlight of our weekend was garage sale shopping. HA! Man, I am boring. No wonder I don't post much.

I'm trying to sale some stuff on ebay so I can bid on a new cell phone. Mine's fried. It's like my baby, so I'm pretty depressed about it. Hey! Throw some money my way if there's any rich gals out there. LOL.

Anyway, sorry about the beginning of the post. I just need to rant. I know I've got a special guy, but he can't help but act like such a... a... MAN sometimes. UGH!

Talk to ya'll later!

Happy Sunday/Friday morning to you all!!

As usual I thought I would start your day off with a spot of beauty.

Enjoy your day of rest, I know I will enjoy my Friday.

Friends

I posted this on my blog today and felt that I wanted to share it will all of my Yah-Yah Sister Friends.

They really can last forever! I had a best friend in school, Sheri, we did everything together. I told her all my secrets and listened to all of hers, we shared or heartbreak, sorrow and happiness. We even spend a summer working our asses off together and enjoying every minute of it. Whenever I think of a milestone in my young life she was always a part of it. We stayed close for several years after we both got married but then started to drift apart and eventually our friendship nearly disappeared. We'd send a christmas card every year but that was it. We reconnected a year or so ago through e-mail and then through blogging, but we still had not seen each other to talk to for well over 10 years.

Yesterday we did. All day long my stomach was full of butterflies and my head was kinda achey with anticipation. I was so nervous, you'd think that I was about to have a sit down with the Queen of England or something...I was a wreck. I played that first hello through my head a dozen times, should I hug her, should I just stand there and look at me feet and say hi, should jump up and down and act silly....what was the appropriate way to greet someone who had once been such an important part of your life. I was so afraid that it would be like meeting a stranger, that there would be absolutely no "connection" left between us. Could I live with that? Did I want to risk it? I almost didn't go out of fear...if I didn't go I wouldn't have to face the possibility that my friend had been lost to me forever.

I did go...I did hug...I did connect. The minute I saw her standing there I knew that I had not lost my childhood friend at all, it was like we had just seen each other a day ago. I felt comfortable, safe, loved. I am so glad that I didn't chicken out, take the 'safe' route and stay home.I would have loved to be able to spend some time alone with her but even with other people around I KNOW that our friendship has survived and that I will NOT let so many years pass between our 'face to face' meetings again.

I'm typing this as tears run town my face, I had no idea just how much I'd missed you.....friend.

Parenthood

Ya'll, tonight is going to be LO.ONG. Tonight, my son's sleeping over at his friends house. This is OUR FIRST SLEEP OVER. He's already called me once to tell me he's having a WONDERFUL time. It made me sick. See, I was kinda hoping he'd call me by now, begging for me to pick him up and bring him home.

Why is it that encouraging your child to be independent is the exact thing that, at the same time, rips your heart out?

Keeping cool

It is soooooo hot! How are you sistta's staying cool today?? I'm sitting in the house doing homework wishing I was in the creek.

Have a little purple in your day.

Just thought everyone could use a little purple today. As usual I have no idea what this flower is but it is pretty. I love the dots of yellow.

Hope everyone has a great day!!

Support

Hello Yay-Yay's. Mistress of all that is Red, here. And RED is what I see. I want to talk to you about something that has been floating around in my mind the last couple of days, and may need your support with, if you are interested.

I have recently ran into a man in the chat rooms. He wanted to flirt a bit, and that is fine by me. My name is "all that is Red" isn't for nothing. He wanted me to check out his profile to find his pic. I didn't find it, but found a link for his chosen home page. Being me...I opened it. What I found was a large page, full of links to child porn.

My physical reaction and anger is something I still am not able to describe. I know my blogging is adult in nature, and trust me when I say I'm not the prude. There are somethings in life that are so wrong it's insane. To say I wanted the man to drop dead, doesn't seem to be enough.

This is the computer age, and I know that garbage is out there. But this time it came to me. There isn't really much I can do about it. No longer have contact with the man...etc. I've had friends tell me just to drop it. Well, I'm afraid I can't do that either. I can do one thing about it. And that is write.

I will be putting my thoughts together some time this week. I will post them on my blog. If you would like to support me in my effort, please read and pass along to as many as you feel comfortable. I will tell you now I see this very black and white. Meaning there is no excuse that I would accept from a person doing this. I will not post the complete writing on this blog. I would not wish to cause offense. I will let you know when it's completed and posted on my personal blog.

Today Red is Rage...and the need for justice. Thank you sisters for listening.

I just stopped by Rugdesigner's (Karan) post and she has an update on her son's condition... I wont spoil it here but I will say that it is GOOD NEWS!! Yay-Yay!

I think the power of the Yay-Yays helped with this one... thanks everyone for giving her your support like a true Sister-Friend would!

Shrinking Yay-Yays

Sitting here waiting for THE CALL sucks lemons! I'm looking for things to occupy my mind, so....we now have a new blog called Shrinking Yay-Yays. Those who left a comment on my previous post have all been sent an invite to join. If you want to join, leave a comment and I'll send an invite to any and all Yay-Yays who want to share their dieting war stories. So far, we have 2 members....WOO HOO!!!

Friday Lifetimes

I love me some movies on the Lifetime Network. Rihgt now, as we speak, I am DEEPLY involved in Fatal Lessons: The Good Teacher, which is one of those fabulous tales of "crazy bitch tries to take over heroine's life and family". Seriously. These movies are my worst vice, I just CAN'T stop watching them! I mean, anyone who reads my blog knows that I hate the SciFi Channel's Original Movies more than I hate Spiders, and I HATE spiders, but that doesn't stop me from watching them. Because it's like a train wreck. But these Lifetime Movies rock nonstop in the cheesy melodrama. Am I the only one here who sneaks in a Lifetime movie when I'm alone? Dear god, do I need a support group for my guilty pleasure?
Oooh, they're about to have the bitch-fight conclusion climax! Must...watch....

Kat's New Idea

I'm gearing up to go back on my diet....when I'm doing my program it is my passion. I've been reading Yay-Yays' blogs and see that a lot of us are struggling with our overly curvaceous curves. That's the nice way to say fat rolls. I'm not fat, I'm overly curvaceous! Yeah, whatever. I just looked up curvaceous to make sure I was spelling it right...here's what Merriam-Webster had to say: : having curves suggestive of a well-proportioned feminine figure I'm not only overly curvaceous now I'm overly proportioned, as well. I'm just too too much!

Anyway....my new idea. How about a Yay-Yay blog dedicated to dieting? We're already becoming a wonderful support group with other parts of our lives....how about sharing tips, recipes, pains, agonies & successes all related to our diets? Before, during and after photos could be posted in our Yay-Yay Yahoo Group.

So, what I need to know is who's interested and, if we get enough interest, suggestions for a name of the blog. It will be a Yay-Yay members only blog.

HAPPY 50 YAY-YAY'S!!!!

WOOHOOO!!! 50 IN TWO WEEKS!!!

Whatever

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I could not resist sharing this..it cracked me up!

I LOVE US!!!

I'm in the middle of my "Daily Blogations." I start with the Yay-Yays' blogs and then go on to the non-Yay-Yays. I had to stop after reading Rugdesigner's (Karan) post from yesterday. The pain her son & their entire family is in....English can't describe accurately. What touched my heart was to open her comments and see all the comments from the Yay-Yays....and even a Yay-Yay-to-be! It's times like these when our Sisterhood shows it's true self. All I can say is, "wow." I'm so honored to be a part of such an amazing group of fabulous women. Together we are creating a miracle.

If you haven't had the opportunity to do so, please take the time to stop by Karan's blog. In moments like these it's hard to come up with words that don't seem trite.....even if all you say is, "I care." She needs to know that she & her son are in our thoughts.

Group Interview

I'm NOT a fan of the group interview! Oh, the pressure! I'm an outgoing confident 38-year old woman....I was in this interview with 4 gals who are just out of High School and a gal who was around my age who told us that her weakness is allowing people to walk all over her. She was always the last one to answer....I started waiting her out so that she wouldn't always be the last one. I have this thing when I'm around spineless-wonders....I loan them my spine. They may not even want it, or for that matter even realize what I'm doing, but I try to bolster them. I'm big on protecting the underdog or speaking for those that have a hard time getting heard.

It wasn't planned, but I ended up sitting smack dab in the middle of these gals. I was directly across from the 2 managers that were interviewing us. They had us on one side of the long table while they faced us from the other side. I'm HUGE on eye contact in an interview setting, I think this kind of intimidated one of the managers. He kept averting his eyes whenever I was attempting make eye contact with him. I only strove for eye contact when I was answering one of their lame ass questions.

At the end of the interview they asked us if we had any questions for them....after a couple gals asked about topics they had already covered extensively, I asked how many positions they were filling. 15....I thought, "cool, there's 6 of us here," I knew they had already done another group interview with 6 earlier in the day....so 15 positions....12 interviewed so far...pretty good odds....then she had to add, "we've already filled 1/2." Great, now there's only 7 or 8 positions available and 12 potentials. Not so great odds....

After having a one-on-one interview, when I leave I usually know if I connected with the interviewer and had a good feeling about whether, or not, I got the job. You just don't get that at a group interview. It sucks!

I may not find out if I'm going to be "made an offer" until Tues....my tummy is already feeling the stress...along with my neck, head, shoulders, etc. Goddess, I wish I had a crystal ball!

HAPPY FRIDAY ALL!!!

Just thought I would start everyone's day off with a happy splash of yellow.

Just remember, no work is expected to get done on a Friday, so technically this is the weekend!

Job Update

So, this morning was my phone interview....basically it was Dixie (who works for an independent company out of Seattle that does all the hiring for BoA) telling me what the job required and seeing if I was still interested. I am, so she told me to be back out in b.f.e. (bum-flippin'-Egypt) for a 4:00 pm group interview. BoA is about 1/2 an hour away from where I live. I take Interstate 90 all the way there.

I've never been in a group interview before, so I asked her how it worked. I guess, a group of potential employees sits around a table interacting and answering questions. They are really BIG on teamwork and group stuff at this facility. I don't quite get it since it's an inbound call center...no sales involved...and you're on the phone for 99% of your shift. If you're on the phone with clients....where does the teamwork come into play? Are we gonna tackle a rival call center over who gets to take the calls? I just find that odd. I'm all for being a team player....I just don't get how that will enhance my experience answering stupid questions 8 hours a day.

So...group interview: 4pm Cross 'em if ya got 'em!

Disappointed

I haven't talked on my site about this, but my husband and I are trying to concieve. I've never "tried" before, my children were concieved on chance, and while I wouldn't change that for the world, it leaves me pretty clueless to how "trying" works. Add to that mix the fact that in my 12 years or so of menses, I've never been good at keeping track of them. I've never had a regular cycle, it's 21 days here, 24 days there, you get the idea. I have been keeping track since April, thanks to the nagging encouragement of my good friend Cori. Last month was a 21 day cycle, the month before 24 days. My ob/gyn advised us to "try" every other day between day 10 and day 18 to account for my screwiness (no pun inteneded). Well, I was due between the 16th and the 23rd of this month. A couple days ago I had gotten my hopes up, maybe we actually got this thing on the first try!! I broke down and tested last night, thinking to myself that taking a test was a sure jinx. I was right, the test was negative, and my period came this morning. I know it's silly to be disappointed after just one month, but for us time is everything, as deployment is possible at any time. I think it was easier to "accidentally" get pregnant, although I hate referring to it that way, as it implies my first children were an accident. But still, that happens without the stress of planning, charting, fertile days, and negative tests. Oh, how I hate the negative tests! So, I just wanted to vent this, and hope that it relieves a bit of this hurt. I'm sure some of you have BTDT, and some of you have experienced worse, so forgive me if I seem whiny, I know it's sort of silly. Oh, well, there's always next month.

prayers, please

Prayer requests and explanation on my site. My hands are healing, just unable to type too much, so I'm providing the link instead. Hope you understand. Thanks in advance and thanks for your well wishes for my surgery as well. I know it has helped. You are all great. I hope to add really fun things soon!

Happy Thursday!!

The sun is shining and not a cloud in the sky. The complex I live in did get some small damage from the storm though. Part of one of the carports flew off and smashed into several cars in the lot. Luckily I had a chat with one of the other residents and decided that under the car port was not the safest place to park. So I moved my car and got between two work trucks, with ladder racks. I figured if anything fell, their ladder racks would catch it and leave my poor little car safe.

Seemed to have worked anyway.

Have a great day all.

Informative Blog

Kat gave us a great link to the mom that was over "there". I found one that I read pretty daily. See I don't know anyone that is in any armed service. I don't even have a friend of a friend. Now my dad proudly served his country in WWII and I have the highest respect for the military. BUT I found myself tuning out the news from Iraq on the nightly news...and I did feel guilt about that...I should CARE what is going on over there. I began reading Michael Yon's blog and it has brought a real personal inside look into how and what the hell the men and women are doing over there. This guy is a writer, more a novelist than a "reporter"and his stories are told VERY well..sometimes a bit humorous but extremely informative. If you'd liek to check him out he's at www.michaelyon.blogspot.com

Hey There yay-yays

Just a short note to say hey! I haven't posted for awhile and I know you all miss me! I'm keeping busy with homework animals and family. Nothing to exciting.

Hello and Happy almost Friday

Good Morning to all my Yay-Yay Sisters from Sister "Princess Crazy-as-a-Loon". I hope all is well with everyone. I dont have much to say today, just a quick hello as I run out the door to my hell hole to review more useless resumes and interview maybe the one out of ten that is qualified *UGH* Yay-Yay to all!

I hope it is just the weather

My son is acting NUTS! He is getting into EVERYTHING today. It has been raining so he couldn't go outside and play in the sprinkler

like he likes to do. He could not torture the cats so he is torturing MEEE!
Right now he is playing with a battery operated toy that has push buttons and he has been pushing the same button making the same noise for about 5 min. Those batteries are comming out!

Mommy's Gone to War

It is no secret that I don't agree with our troops being in Iraq. It's also no secret that I fully support each and every soldier over there putting their life on the line. I came across a blog today and wanted to share it with the Yay-Yays. It's a blog by a Mommy who is currently serving in Iraq. She's real, she's funny, she's serving her country.....let's all stop by her blog and leave a message of appreciation and encouragement. Her blog is called KettleKorn Queen. Let her know the Yay-Yays are thinking of her!

Flip Flop

Forgive me for being less concerned
about flip-flops in photo-ops
at the White House
than I am about flip-flops in political stance
at the White House.

How Dumb we are.....

I saw this one another friends blog, and it was so much dang fun. I thought you women would come up with a whole bunch I have never heard before. It's a little game. Shall we have a go at it??

It's the interesting way to say how somebody did or is dumb. Like 3 of my favorites.

One snowball shy of a snowman.
Alekx's favorite--Not the fluffiest Q-tip in the box
Gigantors favorite--You can tell by the slope of your forehead that your parents was cousins.

Now how many can you all come up with??? Come On I know you got it in ya. hehehee

Yo-Yos Where Are You???

The Yo-Yos blog is up and looking FABULOUS!!! Thanks, Lu! It's ONLY open to kids of Yay-Yays (& Yay-Yays who wanna join in the fun with the Yo-Yos). I already have a few email addresses that I'll be sending an invitation to....if your kids are interested send me their email address and I'll get an invite sent out to them.

Yay Yay Blond Joke

A blond walks into the corner Walgreens. She spends close to an hour walking up and down every aisle, obviously looking for something in particular. The salesperson stops and asks her "Miss, may I help you find something?"
The blond answers, "Yes, I'm trying to find the rectal deodorant".
The salesperson looks at the blond and asks her to repeat her self, "I'm sorry what?"
"Rectal Deodorant" the blond states
The salesperson alwasy being polite and not wanting to loose a sale says, "Miss I've worked here for over ten years and I have never heard of a rectal deodorant, I don't believe we carry such an item"
"NO! I have been buying it here for years, I just got some a couple months ago!!".
The salesperson offers to walk with the blond through the store, the search every aisle from top to bottom looking for rectal deodorant. Finally the blond squeels, "HERE IT IS! I told you that you carry it!"
The salesperson looks and notices it's just a regular stick of underarm deodorant. The salesperson asks the blond, "why do you call this rectal deodorant?"
The blond says, "Well because it IS!! See right here on the label it say PUSH UP BOTTOM"

:0) I thought it was kinda cute.

I need Ty Pennington's Crew Here

Just checking in...progress being made on my husband's office. However, he is coming home tomorrow earlier than expected, so today's going to be a long day. The Pergo floor is halfway done (and you'd never know it was my first time doing something like this...

Break time is over...will post pics of the finished project!

Hope you are all having a good one...

I Have A Pulse...

Hi Everyone! Kat was going to send a bunch of drunken men out to look for me, and ordinarily I would have embraced such a thing, but I'm busy damn it. Just dropping a quick line to let you all know I'm still alive and kicking... But working like a dog. All that fun and crap I've been having the last couple of weeks has caught up to me and well, I'm fond of electricity and food so I had to work. I'm out again this whole weekend for a cool golf/spa package with my man (and hopefully his package) so I won't be back until Monday. Miss you all and will catch up next week.

Your mission in my absence, should you accept it, is to teach at least ONE child how to make jewelry out of lightening bugs. (For those of you who don't know how, pinch the little suckers' heads until their asses glow, then squeeze their heads off and put it on a finger or wrist or something...) Yeah, yeah, it's gross, but you'll be the coolest grown up they ever met. Have fun!

YAY!!!

Just got THE CALL! I passed my assessment and now they want to interview me!! WOO HOO!!!!

Pins, needles & the runs

I must REALLY want this job...my body is falling to pieces. I'm edgy & I have the runs.....I keep going over the tests in my head. There was a data entry test that was all audio with no spelling of anything and 2 paper tests. I had a nightmare that I misread the numbers on the form that required me to fill in the circles, and I answered ALL 300 questions the absolute opposite of what I meant to! I already know that I misspelled Cincinnati on the data entry test....I now HATE Cincinnati!!! (<~~ That's how you spell it correctly...I spelled it Cinncinnati) What a stupid name for a city!

I have a Dr's appt today....maybe she can write me a script for valium....

What a let down...

Damn, we didn't even lose power! What a dud of a storm. We are still getting rain, and some high gusts of wind, but nothing heavier than a bad thunderstorm, minus the thunder.

Sounds strange I know, but I was kind of hoping for more. I wanted to have a couple of extra days off.

Oh well, there's always the next one, after all this is just the start of the season.

I would like to thank all of you for your well wishes, but next time, instead of praying I don't get hit, pray I get hit slightly. HAHAHAHAHA

Have a good day, all!!

need some yay-yay advice

Morning all, I'm in need of a bit of venting and some advice, so logically this is where I came first. =)

My best friend got married earlier this year, which should have been a really happy thing for everyone. She's in her mid 30s, never been married before - the guy is one year older than her and widowed. She met him online, had one date, then slept with him on their second date, and he moved into her house a few months later. This all came as a huge shock because she had never really been interested in dating and had never talked about getting married or starting a family. (her mom is married to her 3rd husband and her dad is married to his 2nd wife for the 2nd time making his marriage total 4)

Anyway, it seemed at first like he was a great guy and was taking really good care of her. But then I noticed that she had hickeys - a lot, and she'd have bruises on her arms. The hickeys I could understand on a teenager, but on a woman her age? And the bruises she said were from him pinching her playfully. Now I'm sorry but if *anyone* pinched me hard enough to leave a bruise I'd kick their ass. That to me just doesn't seem right at all, and neither does their apparent fondness for public displays of affection. I'm not talking hand holding and the occasional peck on the cheek here - I'm talking swapping spit in the dairy aisle at the grocery store and walking around with their hands on each other's asses. Very inappropriate.

So she's changed A LOT since he moved in and it doesn't seem like it's for the better. She always has to have her cell phone with her and on so that he can call her anytime, which he does about every 30 minutes. He's a slob and refuses to pick up after himself saying that it's her job - and she'd been a neat freak before he moved in. The longer I know this guy the less I like him and the more I'd like to kill him.

And now she's decided that she wants kids because he's always wanted kids. I've only rarely seen her with kids and she doesn't seem all that comfortable with them for long periods of time. Her health is quite poor - she's been diagnosed as being diabetic and yet isn't doing *anything* to take care of it - and she's had major female plumbing issues for years that she refused to see a doctor about. If I hadn't had a period in over 4 years you can bet my ass would have been in to see a GYN to find out what the fuck was going on. So they've decided that they'll try to get pregnant on their own but since it likely won't happen they're applying to adopt, and she's listed me as a reference. Which is totally the logical thing to do given how close we were before she married the jerk. But I don't know how I feel about the whole thing, particularly since every time we talk she asks me if I've been contacted yet.

On the one hand I don't think she'd make a great parent given her health issues and how inherently selfish she is, let alone the fact that the jerk treats her like dirt and likely would do the same to a kid. On the other hand, crack addicts have babies all the time and no one really does much about it so her adopting a baby born into that kind of situation would almost certainly be better for the baby. But then I think about what would happen if they do end up divorced (which is horrible to say but I hope it happens) - I know how hard that is to go through as an adult understanding the situation, how rough has that got to be for a kid? Again, it happens to lots of people and lots of kids turn out fine. And maybe having a kid will make him start treating her with a little respect and their marriage will turn out happy and strong. But I doubt it. He doesn't seem to have any respect for her now, so adding a baby and all the work that comes along with one seems like it would just make life that much more difficult for her.

So I'm torn and confused and clueless as to what to do. I haven't been able to talk to her about any of this because I just don't know how. I know that when I was with my first husband it didn't matter what people said about how he treated me or how much better off I'd have been without him - I wasn't ready to hear it and so I didn't. And I'd hate to think of losing her friendship over this because when things do fall apart she'll need someone there to support her emotionally while she picks up the pieces and tries to put them back together again. But I can't stand being around her now when he's around and we're drifting farther and farther apart anyway.

If anyone has any bits of advice, I'd love to hear them. And thanks for letting me get this off my chest. It's been tearing me up inside for a while now.

My Job Interview

Today was the assessment, interviews will take place if I do well on the assessment. I'll be hearing some time tomorrow if I pass the assessment. As far as I'm concerned, I did well. We'll see if they agree. :::keeping eyes, fingers & toes crossed:::

Girly Guilty Pleasures

It's late here in Kansas, and I'm not normally big on TV (after all, I have the internet to occupy my time!!) except for the obvious, Desperate Housewives, and my summer addiction of Rescue Me. (If you aren't watching Rescue Me, you should be, it's an AWESOME show!!) So, I'm working on some pillows for my couches, and since I'm stuck upstairs when using my machine, I like to finish the hand sewing in front of the boob tube. Tonight I watched The Nanny and Designing Women on Lifetime. These are such silly shows, and totally "girl", but I know I'm not the only one whol loves them. Golden Girls is another Lifetime "classic" we all know and love. The thing is I was a child when most of these shows were on the air, like tonight's episode of Designing Women. I was 5 when it first aired, yet I think it's just the cutest show!! Golden Girls reminds me of being little and watching it with my great-grandmom, who cared for me when my mom was working. Rest her soul, she passed away in 2003, so that show and The Price is Right make me smile on my memories of her. So, tell me... what's your guilty TV pleasure? Do you find yourself captivated by the cheesy romantic sitcoms, or reality TV? Gross out shows like Fear Factor, or dramas like ER? Fess up, girls, and break out the popcorn!

Once Upon a Time

In a small little town in the middle of nowhere there was a sweet little family of four. Mommy, daddy, big guy and little one. They all lived in a crooked little house on the top of a big hill with nothing but time on their hands and love in their hearts. One day big guy grew up and went off to college to become a psychiatrist, he left a big hole and the sweet little family of four became a sweet little family of three. Now he did come back for visits, summers and the like but it was never the same again. Then little one turned 16, started to drive a car and become independent. She found a 'special' someone and wanted to grow up just like big guy. She will soon pull away and leave, yet another, hole in the sweet little family....What will happen when we become just husband and wife again? Will we get bored? Anxious? Sad? Complacent? Maybe we will learn to enjoy one another again. Be happy. Content. Well at least we should have a couple of years to figure it all out....I hope.

Need Some Prayer Please

Hey gals. I was wondering if you all would say a special prayer for my husband. He's been having problems with his mouth, and when he went to the doctor yesterday, the dreaded "C" word came up.

Obviously, I'm worried to death, but I'm trying to be positive. Any good thoughts directed his way would be greatly appreciated. :)

You gals are great!

Have you ever

Okay I have a have you ever question, but I will ask it in a second.

I was reading Alekx's post "Snark Alert" about how I lost my snark. She's right you know. I think I see it in the distance. It's just a good humping away. hehehehee (god I can't wait to see my hubby again) Then I was reading all the comments about how you all didn't know what snark was, and as I read, I laughed so hard, I Horked cranberry juice out of my nose. (cranberry juice cuz I'm fighting off a kidney infection)

Okay so now Have you ever....slammed a book shut you were reading and slammed your nipple in it???

Maybe it's just me. But now I got a tingly, stingy titty. LOL

8 MORE DAYS TILL GIGANTOR GETS HERE!!!!!

Who's one of your favorite witches...I'll play!

Witchiepoo....BAD make up but scared the shit out of me :0) To me she seemed so much more real than the Wicked Witch of the East.. I guess I related to Jimmy...who knows I was 5!

Howdy, Ya'll!

So I haven't yet officially introduced myself. My name is Beth, but I commonly go by "Queen of Ass". No, it doesn't mean anything along the lines of what you're thinking....yeah, you! The one with the dirty mind!

What it means is that I have impeccable taste in underwear. And I do, ya know.

Because what girl would be complete without lots of lovely underthings? How else are we going to conquer the world?

Anyway, onto business....I'm a 31 year old returning-student full-time, I work full-time (web designer/graphics designer), and I'm a single parent to a 6 year old boy ALL THE TIME. This all sound like a lot? Well, that's because IT IS. Which is why I haven't written here yet.

HOWEVER, my life is taking a dramatic pause right now, being that said Munchkin is sick. And therefore? BREAKING! SLEEPING LATE! NO WORKIE! WOOO!

Now, I know what you're thinking...."this bitch just said she's happy about her kid being sick!". NO NO NO. It's not that. I'm not happy he's miserable. I'm happy that I get to load him up with Benadryl guilt-free, and we all get naptime! See? Win/win!

So, howdy ya'll. Oh yeah....I'm from Texas. And your Bush dreams are NOT my fault, Kat! Yet, I do find them oddly amusing.

Get this...

My best friend is getting a divorce, it's a long time overdue. She finally got the attorney and ball rolling. It's not that her husband was the worst EVER...just not the right guy for her. She married a guy that was very social, enjoyed sno skiing, scuba diving and had a wicked, dry sense of humor. Ended up he was an alcoholic, didn't do anything social...2 kids later he's a mess. Rehab didn't work, he claimed "he's rather be divorced than stay married to her and not be able to drink"...so he made his choice. He told their 6 year old that he was a "fag" and needed to toughen up. Great dad, huh?

SO... she gets the balls to get this overwith. Her family is behind her 110%. She is the major breadwinner (and I do mean major)...but she figured even if he gets some of the money she's way better off w/ out him.

They are going to have this "open" divorce..where the lawyers know each other. She gave him a list to choose from. He has a meeting w/ the lawyer today. Do you know what he asks her, "now why are we getting divorced?". He told her that she wants to get divorced because she is depressed, and she's depressed because she has been constipated most of her life. (now this is true w/ the constipated part..). SO he's going to tell his lawyer today that his wife wants a divorce cause she's full of shit.

Can you believe this guy? Anyway, she's doing great, doing hobbies for herself (we take golf lessons) involved w/ her sons lives...and with her family . She sees a therapist and just got a great recipe for poopy cookies or something like that.

Just thought you would enjoy that story. It just makes me scratch my head...men...

Today is the day!!!

Well, this is the last picture until after the storm. Hopefully we won't lose power, but if we do, maybe it won't be for too long.

Hope everyone has a great day!!

So here I am...

Not that you care, but I've finally made it over to introduce myself. I spent last week trying to "recover" from my beach vacation and I was too tired to make it over here. Honestly, I came home to over 500 emails in my inbox. Jeez!! So I'm getting back on track. Thought I'd come over and say hi. I guess I could tell you what kind of person I am but it'd probably be easier to go look at my blog.

I will tell you this: I don't normally make friends with women that easily. I tend to distrust them. Mainly because I've had bad experiences with them in my past. I've had the same two best friends for over 20 years and just recently in the last 10 years, let two new girls into my circle of friends. I don't take my friendships lightly. I don't talk about my friends behind their backs. And if you are my friend, I will do anything in the world for you.

I was really flattered when Kat invited me to join. Women in the "real" world tend to not like me. I think maybe it's because I speak my mind and I don't play into their games. I don't gossip and I don't like to go shopping or do most other "girly" things. I seem to get along better with men. Maybe it's because I was raised with 3 brothers. Or maybe it's because I'm the biggest flirt on the planet. Who knows?

But I'm looking forward to getting to know you guys. I've visited a few of your blogs and I intend to visit everyone's eventually.

Oh and one other thing. I appreciate honesty and will not get mad if your opinion differs from mine or you don't like me. I'd much rather you just tell me straight up if you don't like something I've said. No need to sugar coat it. I'll respect you much more for it.

So there you go. Have a great day. Why am I up at 4:00am? I usually am. I have insomnia. You'll probably be seeing alot of me this time of day. Later chicky's.

Job Interview

For: Bank of America
Position: Customer Service Rep "you gots no money, quit writing doze wubber checks!"
Time: 9:30am

It's an assessment/interview, they are gonna test me for 1-1/2 to 2 hours on my 'puter skills....wonder if they want me to design a blog for 'em? LOL

Bah Hum Bug Monday!

Today sucked! I spent 12 hours at work today going through resumes. Now you would think that when you post an Ad for a specific type of job that the responses would be from those that have at least the slightest inkling of experience right? HA! I invite all of my sister-friends to visit my Open Letter written and posted to all of those under qualified dipshits that are wasting my time! (thanks for listening).

Yay-Yay!!

Snark Alert

Burfica has lost her snarkiness it's cuz she ain't getting laid on a regular basis.

We need to help her...Get snarky not laid, Gigantor will take care of that in a couple weeks.

So lets send out a snark alert and help Burf get her snark back cuz she is boring the hell outta me

Happy Monday/Saturday!!

This is my favorite day of the week, while it may be Monday for most of you, for me this is Saturday. So lucky for me I don't have to work when the storm comes in so I can go take pictures of it.

But in the mean time, this inquisitive little wasp will just have to do. Click on the picture to see it bigger.

Have a great day all!!

Morning All

Hi everyone, Happy Monday. Is the blog different or is it just me? Seems things are archived different??? I haven't been on line since Friday afternoon.

Sandi sure hope your able to avoid Emily. I'm sure if she washes away your beautiful flowers you'll find something else to photograph.

Don't really have much today, just happy the Cards swept the Astros this weekend :0)

Have a great day!

Yahoo Chat?

I'm curious.. Does anyone use the chat option in our yahoo group? Once in awhile, I click on chat, to see if anyone's alive. I think it would be neat to have a real-time chat once in awhile.

Well this weekend has been a challenge. I started a new diet last week and I've been doing pretty good! But there's been barbeques and family get-togethers that have tested me. I haven't faltered yet, but it's a big struggle. Wish me luck!

Manic Wife

Oh! Oh! I just got another email with TONS of pics... but this is my FAV. In't he HANDSOME?! (He's the one on the left, btw... just for those of you who don't know. hehe)

The one in the middle

W00t! Pictures of my husband, straight from his computer to mine. :-)
There are more on my blog, but this one was my favorite. He looks so amused...Its Its awesome to be able to have pictures from him get to me while he's on the ship. :-) Gotta love technology.

Soul Weary

When your soul is drained & you have nothing left to give to yourself, let alone anyone else, what revives your soul? What lifts your soul out of the barren desert?

***IMPORTANT***

All new posts are below. I want to make sure that everyone sees this notice. It will remain on top until everyone has commented. Yes, all 40+ of you wonderfully wacky Yay-Yays!

Please DO NOT change the date or time when posting. It causes confusion due to all the different time zones represented. The posts need to show up chronologically, keeping the time set to one time zone is the ONLY way to do this. Since this blog is my creation, we all get to be on my time....aren't y'all lucky!

So that I'm confident that EVERYONE has read this, please leave a comment....a smiley face, or whatever is fine.

Thank you!
Pryncess Kat

Well, so far still here...

Well tonight is the night we will know for sure if we will be getting hit. Emily is slamming into the Yucatan today, and maybe that will take all of her steam, or maybe she will reform in the Gulf and smack us yet. Doesn't really matter, I have my camera ready.

Hope everyone has had a good Sunday.

Later

The Tree Is Down

It's is Sunday morning still. 11:50am. And the tree is down. We had a medium sized tree in our back yard, it was dying. We had to wait for a couple of months, as a robin descided to save it by making her nest in it. She is gone, and I miss her. She was a good mommy. Now it's time to take the tree. I have mixed emotions about it. It was full of bugs and sucked up so much water it was killing the lawn. Leaves and crap in the yard constantly. But, it is going to leave a big empty space. While I hated it...I will still miss it. Taking down the old to begin with the new. Hubby and kids are carrying out branches as I write. I see it disappear piece by piece. We saved the nest. Not sure what I will do with it...but feel the need to save it none the less. Thanks for listening.

I hope you all have a good Sunday!

WHEW! Work today, worked on packing up my hubby's stuff to get him outta here... lol

He is working 2 hours away, and will be staying most of the week with my dad... sounds enjoyable to some... but he will be ready to come home on Wednesdays! lol

Keep me sane K??????

Hugs and Pinches!

Just checking in to say hello and peace to you all, yay-yays and readers alike.

DZN84, DZN84, This is DZN82 calling DZN84

Lillie's comment on the Time/Date post reminded me of my childhood. I spent some of my formative years in the Philippines. My parents were missionaries, so that made me an MK (missionary kid). I spent my 6th grade in dorm school up in the northern jungles of Luzon (the big island at the top of the Philippines, if you're looking at a map). The dorm school was at our mission's flight base in Aritao (pronounced: odd-eet-ow). To speak to our parents we would use a ham radio. Once a week Bubba (my little brother) & I would head up the hill to the Rasmussens' and would talk to Mom & Dad. I wasn't aware of it at the time, but all the tribal missionaries would made plans to be at their radio to hear us MK's talk to our parents the same time every week day. If I had known this I might not have told my Mom that I needed a new bra....my first bra was now too small. I did have the sense to spell it, rather than just say the word...I guess I figured spelling it might be like speaking in some code. I was 11, what did I know?

Whenever we would say something we had to follow it with, "over." So that Mom & Dad would know it was their turn to speak. Yes was "affirmative or roger", no was "negative." That was the extent of our radio-speak. When Bubba and I would go home to Manila....my parents worked in the mission's business office.....we had a hard time talking on the phone...we'd still use over, roger/affirmative & negative. Sometimes we even answered the phone, "DZN82." Folks calling my parents got a kick out of us.

When we came back to the States we spent the Summer traveling around the U.S. visiting all the churches that supported us while we were in the P.I. My parents had been given a CB radio...it took us forever to learn CB-speak. Still to this day, if I'm talking on a radio I'm tempted to say, "over" whenever I'm done speaking. Some habits from our childhood just don't die, do they?!

Weekend of packing and taping.

Enjoy it while you can ladies. After this week there will be no flowers left for a long time down here. I get to spend my weekend moving everything to higher ground and wrapping them up in plastic. Why, you ask? Because I have the honor of being right in the path of Emily. YAY for me!! She is supposed to make landfall here by Tuesday afternoon. Of course that is only if she makes it across the Yucatan still formed and course unaltered.

Lot of variables, but I think after the dead on predictions of last year and so far this year, that I will trust the hurricane trackers. So if I blow away, mom and I will need a place to live, just remember we have four cats, and a studio that has to be accommodated. LOL

Hope you have a great weekend.

Hey Ya Ya's!

Anyway, guess I might as well give you a lil intro..so I will make it short and sweet...

50 year old widowed mom, currently in my 3rd year of seminary, about to go out on my internship for a year, where my parish will be after that, only God knows. I am here with my 12 year old son, although I do have two daughters. One is 24 and is out there on her own, trying to find her way, and my 17 year old daughter is living with my mother, who in fact adopted her. I am 17 years in my recovery, living with the hiv virus.

I love to travel, just got back from Africa last summer, and can't wait to go back, been to Canada, and most of the states. Was also a drill sergeant in the army. Have a tongue piercing and a few tattoos...

I guess that is enough for now.....stop by my blog and try and keep up with me....lol!!

andrena
Andrena's Ankh
Get A Grip Clique

Greetings and Salutations

Thanks to Pryncess Kat, I have been invited to join your wonderful group. My name is Margo, I'm a 44 year old very happily married mom to two teens (one boy and one girl). We live in Salisbury, MD, on the eastern shore; we've been here almost five years, and before that we were in NY, on Long Island.
I have Crohn's Disease and Hepatitis C (the Crohn's I inherited from my dad, the HepC, who knows...could have been a tattoo, a blood transfusion, the person I was married to first before I came to my senses...I spent the first three months after being diagnosed with it trying to figure out how; then came to realize that it didn't really matter. What mattered is keeping it under control now.
I am fairly new to blogging, but at times get very passionate and emotional about certain things...if I start writing in uppercase or italic fonts, just tell me to calm down.
I love animals, have two dogs (St. Bernard and a Golden Retriever/Chesapeake Retriever mix), and five cats. I feel like all animals view me as their Statue of Liberty (right arm raised with a rawhide in it, "give me your tired, your homeless, your sick, your baby bird that fell out of a tree...your little lost doggies and kitties....." Thank goodness my husband is patient with me.
Well, I do tend to go on sometimes, so I'm going to end now.
Thanks for welcoming me in. I have a blog at www.ffgc.blogspot.com (it stands for Faith, Family, God, Country).

Eh?

I got nothing today... lol... Just popping in to catch up and say Hi, Sup!

Sister-Friends Unite!

I came across this guy Kyle's blog by way of a project he's got going on.

Kyle has just emailed me back indicating i might have made the list. YAY! So this gave me another idea. Here's an excerpt from the project I'd like to get us all involved in:

Message in a barrel is a similar concept to a "message in a bottle". The difference is, the message is now a postcard, the bottle is now a barrel, and the barrel sits on solid ground, not in the ocean.

My name is Kyle MacDonald. I'm a 25 year old writer originally from Belcarra B.C., Canada.

In April of 2005 my girlfriend Dominique and I placed 646 postcards that were mailed to us in Montreal inside the Post Office Barrel located in the Galapagos Islands of Ecuador. The Post Office Barrel is more than 200 years old and is filled with postcards addressed to people all over the world. Postcards in the barrel do not need stamps. They are personally hand-delivered to their destination by tourists that visit the island. A tourist visiting the Galapagos Islands may find your postcard and hand-deliver it back to you.

It is FREE to participate in Message in a Barrel.

If you need more info, here's the project overview.

What do you think? It might be fun!

Mini Yay-Yays

On the Yay-Yay Yahoo group one of our Yay-Yays brought up the idea of having a restricted blog for kids to contribute to......what do y'all think? I'm all for it, if the Yay-Yay Moms want it. One catch, though....with Blogger you may have to have a blog to be a member of someone's blog.....all the Mini Yay-Yays may have to start their own blog and then join the group blog. Having their own blog doesn't mean that they have to post to it or do anything with it...they just may need their own blog AND...I just realized a second catch: their own email address. Can someone check out if a person has to have a blog before they can be a member of a blog? All my emails are attached to a blog already.

ONLY children of Yay-Yays would be allowed to join the Mini Yay-Yays blog. We've gotta protect our kids!

a quick note...

i just wanted to let all of my sisters know that even though i dont post very much...that i do read this great blog everyday...and i am working my way through all of your blogs as well....

Uhh. Forgot to introduce myself.

Allow me to introduce myself. Please. I haven't really even done that on my own blog. I am a short redhead. My weight is an unlisted number. I am bipolar manic depressive, so I get some strange ideas and thougth tracks. Excuse me ahead of time. I have three children of my own. Two ex-husbands, one of which I am recycling and marrying again. He is bringing two more children to me. Which is fine, since my womb-for went is now a womb-with-a-view. Of what, I don't care. They took it out of me and I haven't seen or heard from it since. Thank goodness. I am currently a college student. I'm also a perspiring writer. I mean, an aspiring author. I will soon be published on a website through the university, as part of a showcase type program. Hey, it's a start. I'm very opinionated, kind hearted, and a myriad of other things. I am known to be very vocal about issues. I've written letters to the editor (and they were published) on things ranging from welfare reform in the 90's to a fiasco that occured here in town at the beginning of last school year when a church group tried to be decent and help low-income people with school supplies. I also write letters frequently to those in power regarding everything from education to gay rights. Love knows no gender. I also have two dogs and a bunny. Oh, and an invasion of earwigs. Apparently, they're bad enough in Eastern Iowa that they made the news. They were certainly news in my house. That's about it. Any questions? I'll answer pretty much anything. Just make sure you really really want to know the truthful answer. Bear in mind that everyone has a hobby....mine is to frighten people.

Hey ...

I'm way too old to be this giddy about the new Harry Potter book. Especially since I have no children.

That is all. Carry on.

Hello ...

Ok I don't usually say much, I let my pictures speak for me, but I am Sandi and it is wonderful to meet you all. I don't write well so if I misspell, or use bad grammar, then you will know it is me. I am one of the few people I know that spent 6 years in college and still can't spell. Damn spell check, it has ruined life for all of us. LOL
Any way just wanted to say HI and to say it the best way I know how.

Have a great day, one and all.

Update: I have had many of you tell me that I should sell my work. First off thank you for the major complement. Second, I would love to sell my work, but I am completely clueless about e-bay or some other online avenue. Does anyone know anything about it that they would be willing to share with me. I must admit, I don't upload some of what I consider to be the best shots, because I have no way to stop the instant capture. I know there is code out there that can overlaid on an image to stop the capture but I can't find it. Don't worry though, if I post it here feel free to capture. As always, I just ask that you leave my name on them.

Thanks everyone.

About lil ole me

I guess I will tell you all a little more about myself, and it may explain some things. My father was in the marine corp, then highway patrol, then forms of law enforcement after that. My sister (Alekx) was also in law enforcement. My hubby was in the Navy and is a firefighter/engineer/emt. So...those reasons being why you will never ever see our real names or our faces on any of my blog posts. Here or my real blog. Maybe I'm paranoid, so be it. But there has been so many people that do pictures and give out names and by seeing other info they give, I could easily find them, so you know some creep with a sick drive could find them also. Anyhow not trying to scare you all, just trying to explain why I don't give out that stuff.

Now on to the weird but cool stuff. I have been married to Gigantor for 12 years this past April. I have known him since 2nd grade. We almost dated in high school, and if we would have we would have gotten married and probably be divorced by now. But he went into the Navy and I went and sewed my wild oats. hehehehhee I think everyone needs to do that when they are young. I then moved back to my home town to help take care of my mom (medical problems) and he came home on leave (we hadn't talked in 4 years) We dated (lets get real, we slept together) for a week. (that was in sept) he came home for Christmas, and we got engaged. I flew out to visit him in April and on the 3rd day we were married. I would not recommend that kind of whirlwind romance and marriage for everyone, but hey, it's over 12 years, and I love him more and more every single day.

Here is a weird part. Talk about a small world. His mother lived in the same small town my mother did when they were kids. His mother dated my uncle at one time. And my mother was best friends with his aunt. I know I know sorta twilight zoneish.

After tons of fertility drugs I got my baby boy (he's 9 ) We tried over and over for another child but couldn't have one. So we have pets. hehehehe

Okay one little boy is screaming for lunch so I better go. Happy Friday everyone!!!

AGGGGG

OK, I can make baseball a hyperlink but it doesn't go anywhere. http://marypatkillmer.blogspot.com that's using the damn little link thing. OK, now I hit that erasure.

Maybe I'm not makde to be great blogger.

Another introduction...

Hello all! I know that many of you probably have read my blog and know at least minimally who I am... and I randomly pop online and post and then disappear again... BUT! Here is my official introduction.

My name is Christina and I am the proud wife of Andrew (coming up on 1 year!). Hubband is in the navy and I work from home. As with Queenie, we also have a Lifetime story... we've known each other for 10 years... dated way back in college, and got back in touch via his sister in 2002. I think Im the luckiest gal in the world!

Im a medical writer/editor, which means that I write and edit medically related things such as monographs, journal articles, educational slide presentations, web sites, etc. My current big client does desk calendars for physicians. I enjoy the work, shocking as that may sound (my sis thinks its boring)! I have 1 blood sister, 1 sister that I adopted when I was 12, and 1 sister that I got last year when I married her brother. My blog was started so my various and sundry family members could keep up with my life out here in Navy land, but thanks to Queenie I actually got some outside readers! w00t! Lets see... more about myself... Im a Seventh-day Adventist, a graduate of Walla Walla College (English degree... dad said I would end up flipping burgers. HA! HE WAS WRONG! ahem.), and a New York City convert (moved there after school...LOVE IT! I left to get married... had to come to Navy land). My mother passed away when I was 18 and my dad remarried a couple of years ago. If you count my real mother and all the mothers who have taken me under their wing in the last 10 years... I have about 15 moms. Very fun. I have no children of my own yet, although I claim Grace and Jack for my own. Grace is my adopted sister's daughter, and she is going to be 2 year's old in 2 weeks! Jackson is the 18-month old son of my older sister, who also is pregnant right now! Woo hoo! Babies everywhere... I practice for my own children on G and J as well as on my 2 cats, Oberon and Titania...GACK! This is getting long. I shut up now...If you want more... see my blog. YayYay!

an official hello from Empress Cold-as-Ice

I guess I never really did introduce myself, and I'm such a follower... =)

Anyway, I'm Erin and I'm a prisoner of the Midwest. Nah, not really, I've just been stuck here my whole life and quite frankly I'm too damn lazy to leave. I live in Omaha, NE which is smack ass in the middle of nothing worthwhile. I'm 29 and plan to stay this age forever, this right here is where I stop aging. I live with my hubby of 7 years (come next Monday) and 4 cats, all of whom are neurotic. I'm an avid knitter and generally get into about anything crafty - except scrapbooking. I just never did get all of that cropping and stickers and stuff. I like looking at other people's though. Anyway, give me some string and sticks and I'm happy as a hog in slop. =) If you're interested in reading more about my fiber addictions you can check out my little blog over heyar.

I'm not sure if anyone else is interested in this kind of thing, but lately I've been big into goal setting and self improvement so I started my own 101 things in 1001 days project. Maybe I'm a dork, but I find it exciting. =) Anything that helps me get my dead ass in gear is a good thing.

So that's me. Like Queenie, I have a few tattoos - only 2 so far - and am generally a foul mouthed freak. But with a big heart. =) Hope everyone has a good weekend!

IT'S FRIDAY.......

I love fridays, I Love weekends, it is what I look forward to all week long.Is anybody doing anything really exciting this weekend? Me? working in the garden working at the kennel,working on the house.Hey wait a min. this sounds like alot of work for being a weekend. I'll have to run away to the creek.....How about you?

Stepping forward

I guess it's time for me to step up and do the introductions. Sorry it has taken me so long, but I've been lurking and watching the this wonderful space fill up with fantastic entries. Got so caught up, I forgot to add in my two cents. So, here it goes.

My name is Marie. I live in Maine with my DH of almost 9 years (Jon) and my two beautiful girls: Cailyn (7) and Erin (3). I left the world of HS teaching about 2 years ago to spend more time with my family and to embark on my writing journey. What started out as dabbling in a few items has grown into a new career. Well, I wouldn't say that I can earn a living with the amount of money I bring in as a freelance writer, but I am infinitely happier than I was before and I keep plugging away at it.

In addition to my freelance work, I am in the middle of working on at least two book manuscripts (yeah, I love torturing myself). One is a collection of personal reflections/memoirs and the other is a novel. If you're interested in reading bits of my memoir, you can find it on my blog. I hope to have a full online portfolio of my work that can be read.

I think this world of blogging is wonderful, crazy and empowering. It's incredible to see people allow their personalities shine through their own words.

Anyway, thanks for the invite and I can't wait to read more!

Marie

Royal Introductions

Well, I SUPPOSE if everyone is totally making intro posts I should join in too, because I'm a joiner. Even thought everyone knows me already....
My name is Queenie. Several of yall already know my real name, but that is inconsequential here, as I try not to broadcast it to the world in case my family stumbles onto my blog. I am 25, fastly coming upon 26, and for the last year and three quarters I have been married to a guy who I met involving a LONG story that qualifies as something from a Lifetime Move of the Week. My hub-unit is in the navy, has been for almost 18 years, and we're coming up on his retirement in 2007, for which I will be grateful for. I was in the navy myself for four years, and it was probably the most turbulent time in my life and NOT my best ANYTHING. I am a survivor of rape, and believe it or not I am not bitter about it because the ensuing therapy and revelations about myself and others have made me a far better person. I am a housewife, and most of my blog details the everyday trials of trying to stay motivated in a small two-bedroom apartment without losing my mind. We have three cats, all of which are suddenly going through some kind of weird cat-puberty and refuse to listen to a dang thing I say.
I have one sister, who is slightly flaky and confuses me a LOT about her life plans, a father who cheated on my mother for eight years before getting a divorce, and a mother who has suddenly gone CRAZY and disappeared. My in-laws think I am the devil even though they have only talked to me ONCE and don't even know what I look like, because of said Lifetime Story of How I Met My Husband, but my sister-in-law and I get along famously and compare tattoos whenever we can. I have 13 tattoos.
I read alot, I write even more, and have finally finished my first book, which will never see publication if I have anything to do with it. I quilt, I can and preserve things (well, I WILL, shortly), I play video games, and I am currently contemplating having children. If it's a girl, I will be giving it to LadyBoyd, because I couldn't handle a smaller version of me. Or my husband, for that matter, so maybe we'll just get a bulldog.
I realize that this is a fairly dry and unmotivating intro, but in all reality it's what I am. WHO I am, however, is sparkly and funny and pee-your-pants amusing: and that is Queenie.
Have a great weekend yall, and stay strong with the Yay-yayness!

I shared how excited I am to be a member but, I did not "share"...

Hi my name is Lillie(not the real slim shady and I do not intend to stand up, stand up, stand up)
I am happily married. I could not say "happily" a year ago. My husband is 37 years old, and a recovering alcoholic.
We have two beautiful children. Our 9 year old girl's name is Hope. Our 2 1/2 year old son's name is Cody.
We live in a town near Houston, Texas with a population of about 37,000. I live in a prison town and I am a Correctional Officer at one of the prisons in my town.
I am currently supporting the family because my husband is having a hard time finding work.

I am a member of my local Assembly of God Church. I like dogs, cats, horses, and small children, especially if they are not mine, so I can spoil them and give them back *wink, wink*

I love Starbucks and Target .

We currently have two cats. The orange one's name is Tiger and the white one's name is "O-bee-1-ka-sno-bee". We are Star Wars fans and tried to be a little original with the white cat's name. It is a mixture between "snowball" and "Obeonecanobe".
We have a 1975 Chevy "get-out-and-push" Silverado and a Chevy Lumina that is currently parked at our local grocery store because the alternator went out on it last night when I went to the store so it is currently considered a "get-out-and-push" because we did that several times last night after we jumped it off, I got it on the road to drive home and it died on me :( and so we pushed it to the grocery store again.
I live a pretty boring life. If you want to read about my everyday boring life you can go to
My Blog.
Have a great day Ya-Ya's!!

Howdy! Let's talk shit...

Hi, Sisters!

This is my first post to the Yay-Yay's, so I'm kinda nervous...

NOT! I'm actually very comfortable with all of you. Amazing how reading your posts feels like I'm chatting with an old friend...

Like all of you, I am very excited to join this sisterhood and get to know everyone. Sharing stories, life experiences, jokes and such with you will be a blast, and I'm looking forward to every post!

Btw, I'm Heidi. I live in Maine (for a few more days... then, I'll be livin' in Ohio.) with my hubby of 6 years and our 2&3yr old daughters. Like to know more? You can find me here.

I didn't want my first post on here to be a rant, but I can't help myself! (you'll learn I have little to no self-control... LOL) Also, I apologize for all of the profanity in this post, and I hope I don't offend you. Sometimes those words are simply the best way for me to express myself (and my disgust in this particular case..) and are not meant to offend.

Okay, I shall preface this rant by saying that I love men. Really and truly I do! I love my husband the most, ofcourse... But I really and truly think guys are great.

With that being said...

WTF is up with my husband constantly telling me about his bowel movements?!?!?

Yes, really! I really want to know why he insists on sharing with me everytime he has quote: "freed Willie" or "experienced shock and awe in the stall today."

Am I happy to hear he is regular? I guess.

Am I happy to hear that he is plugging up the toilet at work? Better than plugging up mine, I suppose...

But do I really give two shits (I know, I'm punny!) that he's laying logs the size of a baby whale? Ummmm... NO!

Ok, I got that out of my system. For now. LOL

Can you tell I am tired of hearing about his crap at work?

Oh, and I didn't even get to the part where I am ready to put in earplugs when he "does his business" in our bathroom b/c I am so tired of hearing his impersonation of Fat Bastard from the Austin Powers movies. ("I gotta crap on deck that would choke a donkey!" followed by a series of grunting and moaning while singing a distorted version of "On Top of Old Smokey all covered in cheese....") *groans*

Anyway, I hope you don't have to deal with this kinda shit this weekend! LOL Have a good one. :)

TGIF

How original, I know.

I need a hug. Firstly I saw the most horrific accident on my way to work this morning. I was on 40W getting on 270N. As I was merging to the left I see a humongous "dust storm" and a car fly though the air from left to right, landing upright on the shoulder. The traffic parted like fingers and people were jumping out of their cars, as I passed the wrecked car I could see the women either didn't have on her seatbelt or it broke, people were getting to her just then. I decided not to stop since there were so many other people there, but it was hard to keep driving. My whole body was chaking and I couldn't stop the tears, I know I'm just way to emotional. I consider myself a decent driver but accidents have been one of my phobias..know on wood I've never been in one. SO I made it to work, wished for a soothing shot of bourbon but am settleing on a smokie and cofffie and Yay Yay's. I sure pray that person is OK...I'm sure it will be on the news tonight, they keep talking about it on the radio, a dump truck w/ gravel was involved too. They highway is still shut down.

Scooby the dog got a new home. Our next door neighbors friend is taking him. They visit at least once a week and always bring their animals, so we'll actually get to see him. I have a picture of him and my other animals on my blog (still don't know how to make a link).

I see the introductions were a plenty yesterday after I went home. I need to catch up and read!
Thanks for being here! and I'm thankful for not being 2 seconds earlier on the highway.

I Stand Corrected

Pryncess Kat, I stand corrected…Yay Yay’s Forever!! LOL. It is early morning and I have some peace and quiet to write. I had the best time last night as I took a risk and it paid off. Let me tell all you Yay Yay’s about me. I am 34 and live in Washington State. I will be married for 15 years next month…been with this amazing man for 20. You will get sick of me talking about him, but I truly feel as though I’m the luckiest woman in the world. We have 3 kids, 7, 5, and 1 ½, two dogs and a fish that won’t die.

I have spent a good part of my life being split in two. Repressing anger and all sorts of other things that I’ve been led to believe are socially unacceptable. I am an intense, passionate person. Oh and sometimes moody as hell. You are welcome to read my blog…but if you are easily offended, please don’t. It’s very sexual in nature and um, as honest as I can make it. I am learning to make my life whole and find the balance between wife, mommy and me. I am a huge flirt and have rarely been comfortable around women. I don’t trust easily, and therefore have kept myself closed off from most people. That’s changing…and while it’s terrifying, I am happier than I’ve ever been.

I am a blunt person; some will think I’m mean. Well, I suppose I’m mean too, but it’s usually the bluntness that puts people off. I’ve often heard phrases such as…”so tell me S, what do you really think” and “would you please go see the wizard about your missing heart”. It’s there, trust me. The bigger it is, the harder it is to protect.

I love all sorts of crafting and I am a demonstrator for Stampin’ Up!. It’s a great company and has been a very positive experience for me. I love to cook, do yard work, read, write, stamp, and scrapbook, sew, embroider, and play x-box.

As far as last night goes, I have a small group of women over last night. This is not something I normally do, as I don’t have very many girlfriends. Um…exactly two until last night. I was more myself than I have ever been in that situation. It’s amazing what a little nail polish and a bucket of margaritas can do. We were wildly inappropriate and laughed our asses off. My sides still hurt this morning. It was the best night.

Feel free to comment here or on my blog. If you want an e-mail address it’s nakedbox@hotmail.com. I look forward to reading more of you and will comment when I can. Thanks again for such a warm welcome. S

Busy Yay yays

Damn, girls. It's hard to keep up with all the posts. I want to read every word! What a great and diverse group of women we have here. I'm thrilled to be a part of it.

I don't think I formally introduced myself. I had thought that if anyone cared, they could head over to my blog, but that's really a bit presumptuous, I guess.

So, my name is Viki, I live in the suburbs of Chicago (one of the quiet, tree-lined, tiny-downtown ones that no one has ever heard of and I like it that way). I have been married for 10 years. My daughter, Grace, will be 10 next week and we are celebrating by going to Lollapalooza. She'll be going into 5th grade in the fall, and is just now starting to get a really nasty attitude towards me. Argh. My son, Anthony, is 8 and currently sports a fantastic blue mohawk. Sure, he's cool. But I'm cooler because I gave it to him! lol. My husband is an electrician and works damn hard so I can stay home with my kids. And my three dogs, who are currently barking their heads off at this bitchy woman who always walks by my house (and I live on a corner) and glares at my dogs. One of these days, I'm going to go outside and say, "Bitch, why don't you walk on the OTHER side of the street?" Or better, "Bitch, why don't you go around ANOTHER block?" But I probably won't do that, partly because I think it's funny that they bark at her and she hates it so much and won't do anything to avoid it. Okay, I'm getting off the subject.

I have four pets. A cat of indeterminate age, at least 13 or 14, but she still looks and acts like a kitten, so I'm pretty sure she's going to live forever. A Border Collie, Casey, 9 years old, the best and smartest dog on the planet who is starting to show her age, although I'm pretending she's not. And two Brittanys, which are birddogs, but also the most loving and sweet companions you could ever ask for.

I went back to school last year to finish my master's degree, and when I went back, I decided to do the double masters, so when I'm done (in two years), I'll have a Master's in Creative Writing and a Master's in the Teaching of Writing. And hopefully a published novel somewhere along the way. I'll be starting to student teach this September.

Well, that's about it. Thanks for reading!

Words

I LOVE words! I love the way they feel in my mouth...the way some words look....how some words sound, especially those words that sound the same as what they mean. Like hork...don't bother looking it up...it won't be in the dictionary, at least not for a couple more years. When we hork soda out our nose, it sounds like...well it sounds like it sounds...HORK!! Itch...doesn't that word sound like it feels? Why is it that some folks say itching...when they are scratching? I've always found that odd. Slimy, clammy, moist, aggravated...all words that sound like they feel.

There are too many words that don't sound at all like they feel....menstrual...that word should be something like lamzaxtics (mellow & then harshly complicated). Cramps...nice word for such horrid pain....I think the word should be something like gryx. With the level of intelligence...or should I say crazivity (crazy+creative) of this group, I bet we could come up with a bunch of great words! We'll have our own Yay-Yay Yanguage! LOL

My favorite words are those that should be real words...in the dictionary....but, they're not. I use the words perhapsible/perhapsibly. To me, those are perfectly good words. Those stick-in-the-ass wordies (another example of a word that should be a word!) at Merriam-Webster don't agree with me. I just learned something...wordy/wordies is not a word...but weirdy/weirdies is...how weird is that?

I love hearing words that people create. One of my favorites that I started hearing awhile back is fucktard....how perfect is that? I doubt M-W will ever have it in their sacred dictionary....but, it will be in mine!

Pet-a-holic.. you make the choice... lol

Someone asked me in my previous post... how many pets... I believe this CLEARLY makes me a pet-a-holic right????

I copied from a post on my blog.... http://yarnfeather.blogspot.com

1- Bear; Black lab. The evil genious who once pulled an air conditioner out of the concrete wall at the vets, to have a little fresh air! Bear is almost 11 years old.He has....Drank antifreeze, been hit 2 times by ME driving, jumped through windows to get in and out of a house... and is the biggest gentle giant/hoodlum dog I have ever seen.Jim got drunk.... came home late.....thought I would be mad.... gave me the CUTEST black pup! lol

2- Elliott; chocolate lab. He is 8 years old. He is Ansley's dog, and if he is loose, he sure keeps a close eye on his "kid". He was one I was able to be involved in, due to me being the designated driver that night! LOL He is big, dumb, sweet, and just hopelessly in love with my son!

3- Sami; Chihuahua/Rat terrier mix. She is 9. I got her from some people who could not afford to feed her. She lived in a dirt floor garage and slept in a bag of empty beer/soda cans. She needed a new home. She looked black, until I gave her a bath... fleas... underfed.. teeeny tiny. She has some sort of strange bond with Ansley as well. In our old house, when she would deliver pups, ALWAYS under Ansley's bed. We moved to the farm, NEW bed, and she still had them under Ansley's bed??? Kinda spooky... lol moans and groans if you even look like you are going to touch her.... she is a lover for sure!

4-Maxie; Chihuahua/Rat Terrier- Sami's grandpup... see 1st question.... lol Jim calls him Maxie Pads..... he comes to the name Pads, sleeps on his back and has asthma. Age 3.

5-Ozzy; Boston Terrier Age 3... just 3 weeks older than Maxie actually. My dad got him, and they didnt get along... it was more of the hyper dog, dad wanting a quiet cuddly dog thing. I have had him a year this month. I asked Jim if we could bring him home, and away we went. He loves to lick. He snores and farts like Jim lol.

6- Gabby; Cockatiel unknown age. I was in a gas station and over heard some idiot talking about how if he did not find a home for this bird, he was letting it out the window... IN NOVEMBER.... IN IOWA!!! So, I called Jim, and he basically said no. I picked her up that night. She and Jim are buddies.

7- Grace; Cockatiel. 1 1/2 year. The adult feathers grew in, and my sweet little girl Gracie, is my boy...... lol I got him for Ansley, but it turns out she is bonded with me more than anyone. He puts his beak in between my nose and mouth.... and tells me how horrible his day was. No matter where I am, he makes his way to me. He is a cuddle butt!

8-9-10 Gilbert, Gonzo and Gypsy- Cockateils 2 yrs old. They are rescue birds. They were to be euthanized. I took them in. Gypsy and Gonzo are the parents of the most adorable/ugly babies! lol All 4 of the babies are getting their own personalities.... I will dread to see them leave to their new homes.Gilbert tamed down very easy. He says look at me, pretty bird and wolf whistles. He is in with Gabby and they have been caught bumping ugly's... and have eggs.. he sticks his head in her nest box, and tells her pretty bird pretty bird... lol he is really supporting her, or so it looks like.

11- Smokey is a whitefaced slate lovebird. He is a little clown. He is almost a year old. When you ask him if "smokey is a pretty bird" he will hang upside down from his perch and cock his head... he knows it! He is not bitey, but he will give kisses. He loves teeth, and will go nutso for popcorn. I think it is like crack for him! lol He loves to cuddle under my neck, and when really relaxed, he purrs.

12- Sunnie. 3 years old, sun conure. Jim told me NO MORE PETS! Then came Sunnie! LOL He says thank you, sneezes, makes farty noises, kisses, blows on Jim's face and chews ginormous holes in tshirts lol. He is potty trained, and only has gone poop outside his cage 3 times since we have had him. He loves to drink out of the people glasses, and will dive in to a sink full of dishes to bathe! We dont let him of course... but it is like holding an elephant back until the sink is emptied! Running water gets him going. He loves Jim. Cleans his beard, kisses and curls up against his chest for rubs.

13- Lymon (aka Lemonhead) almost 2 year old quaker parrot. He was to be my daughters, then after the accident, we decided against her. Then, I changed my mind. I wanted to name her Gus or Peri seeing as Sissy's bday is in August. Then Jim pointed out, if something happend to the bird, it may really wound me more than I would need... so he named her Lymon... where he got it I dunno. He says she isnt a lemon or a lime... lolShe kisses, chitter chatters some words, but loves to stick her head in to bowls and listen to her laugh echo! I nearly lost her, and it was really really hard to think about her being gone, and somehow came out of it. I am so lucky she did!

14- J.C. a bunny, short for Just Cute. I rescued her from the jaws of a python!!! I couldnt bare to see her sweet lil face and know what was gonna happen to her. So, I bought her. She has a harness that she hops right out of... lol She lays on her back in my arms just like a baby and sleeps! Just Cute... plain and simple!

15- Buddy. He is a 1 1/2 yr old black calf. Bottle fed. Born last year on easter, his mamma didnt make it, and Jim brought him home. He does have an intended purpose, but until that day, there is no reason for him to have a glorious and loving life right?

16- Speed bump... goat... unknown age.. Jim was driving to work one day, popped up over a hill and thought he was gonna hit a big cat. WELL, turned out to be a blind baby goat... who only had eye infection, and is a pygmy... lol not a baby. Once she could see, she wanted NOTHING to do with humans. She roams the pasture with the others.

17- Joe... Llama...3 years old. Joe is just Joe!

18- 2 year old pony, Peter Dragon... name is self explanitory... lol

Sami, My chi-rat mamma died this morning. She is now buried up at my pond under a huge tree. I will miss her.

**taps the mike* "..er..um.. is this on?" tap tap tap

Hello - I thought since everyone else was being so kind to introduce themselves, I probably ought to forgo my shyness and step up to the plate. So, without further ado... Hello I'm Sheri and I love tuna casserole. Ok my secret is out. I love it...I'm addicted to it....I can eat it by the bowlfuls....with or without crumbled potato chips on top. Other than that, I'm a fairly normal person. Married almost 22 years to a big, burly, redneck from Nebraska...thru way of Indiana, Virginia and Germany. I am Mom to the most theatrical 7 yr old daughter. I honestly didn't know a fit could be thrown so eloquently....I guess because when I was growing up I wasn't allowed to have them. I might be the only Yay-Yay so far who's related to another Yay-Yay (Hi Sandi!!). She's my SIL by way of the the big, burly, redneck. Doesn't she take great pictures?

Anyhooooo..... It's sometime hard to keep up with this blog....it is flying most of the time...so I will do my best to keep abreast of what's going on with you all. Thanks for letting me join the soiree here!

News feeds on your blog

There's a great site called PR Web where you can cut & paste your favorite news feeds into your site. It's cut and paste jave code... great stuff. if you need more info or an example, check out my site.

Hello Ya Ya's

I am so excited to be here!! When Pryncess Kat told me about this, I couldn't wait to join. My Ya Ya name is Mistress of all that is Red, and I am looking forward to chatting with all of you!! This is just a short post to say HELLO! Best wishes to all my new friends. S

Hello I'm....

Hello I'm Alekx and I'm a blog-a-holic

Isn't that how these meetings are supose to start.
what.......
it's not a meeting, but I was so looking forward to the coffee and donuts.
Damnit now I have to go to Kat's and wrestle her for choclate, this could get messy and painful folks.

Speaking of Kat..I'm proud of you, no moving parts in like 2 days. I'm feeling calm and serene. Thank you for that.
Don't go screw it up now and make something to confuse me okay

Happy Thursday sisters.

Howdy! Im Heather

Hiya! Im Heather. I was invited to join by HippiGirl....

I am 32, live in sw iowa...

Im very, um, interesting??? lol

I love heavy metal music, wear mainly all black, have black/purple hair right now...

AND, I am the mamma to 4 awesome kiddos! Our daughter, who would have been 17 next month earned her wings on 1-31-2004. She already wore a halo on earth.

My sons are 13, 14, and 15. Help. Ansley is 13, and he is my bio child, Steven is 14 and his brother Jamie is 15 and they are my steps... but they are all OUR children.

I am a pet-a-holic, I crochet, and I live a pretty boring existence lol.

Im a recovered drug addict, 14 years in November. Woo Hoo me! lol

Glad to be here...

Questions

Okay I guess I should clear up just a couple questions. I've had some people ask me some stuff. Me--I'm Burfica, I'm a 34 year old crazy lady. hehehehe I have one son who is nine known as the "kiddo" It took lots of fertility drugs and heart ache just to have him.
My husband is known in blogland as Gigantor. Here is why HE IS A FRICKEN GIANT PEOPLE!!!!! He wears a size 15 ring, size 14 shoes. He is over 6 foot tall, and he has the biggest chest and arms I've seen in along time. He's got this giant head (both of them) (did I say that out loud??) He is like a gentle giant, but DAM don't ever get him really really angry. He's just a huge giant presence. He can heft, lift, tug, pull, cary, and push more stuff than about 3 guys can. I'm a lucky gal I tell ya. hehehehe (I'll let you all fill in the blanks why)
We have been married for 12 years. I am in Texas (Dallas, Fort Worth area) visiting my sister Alekx. I brought me and the kiddo out here June 1st I am working on some health issues. My sister had the means to help me with them, so we decided I should come out and do that. My hubby flys in here on the 27th, and we go home august 1st. I really can't wait to see him, and poor kiddo has been missing his daddy something awful.
I also have three dogs, (two bassetts and a pointer) and one famous cat (he's had his picture in a magazine) two parakeets, and some fish. But I have also had at one time horses, goats, chickens, ducks, a pig, frogs, dwarf hamsters, and parrots.

So anyhow, my butt itches, I'm gonna go scratch, happy Thursday everyone!!!

SQUEE all over!

So I had to share this with y'all cause I just so damn excited! Those of you who've visited my blog know that I'm a knitter in a big way. Well earlier this year I submitted an original pattern for a bag to a Canadian magazine - totally on a whim, I never figured anything would come of it but it didn't cost me anything and I thought it might be a good learning opportunity. Today I found out that it's been PUBLISHED!!! It's not a paying kind of thing, but still, something original that I did with my own two little hands was liked well enough and written well enough that it's officially in print in a magazine that people pay real money for. SQUEEEEEE!!!!! I cannot *wait* to get my copy! I'm so excited that even though I just accidentally enhanced my new white shirt with jamoca shake I'm still feeling like I'm on top of the world! =)

Helouuuuu!

My name is Nicole. I am 31 and I am from a small Northern town in Manitoba, Canada. I have a dog, a husband, a daughter and a son (they all came to me in that order.) I wanted to join you all cause I saw my friend Kim did it and I am such a follower! LOL!

Hopefully I will be able to come up with some good stories to share with you all.

I can also have good shoulders to cry on. (No, really they are huge and can fit 3 or 4 on each side!) LOL!

That's for letting me join!

Oh yah, my blog address is http://nickleannie.blogspot.com . Stop by for a visit if you want. :)

Hello!

I was so happy when I saw that invite to join the ya-ya's! When I came to the site I felt sad that I could not post a comment to the ya-ya site because I was not a member!
I will do my best to make meaningful contributions to the ya-ya's!

Birthdays for the Yay-Yays....

Speaking of Birthdays. We need to start a birthday calendar for the Yay-Yays. I think we can add them to the one in the Yahoo group no? Kat let us know if we can and then if everyone could add theirs in that would be great so that we can all celebrate with our Sisters!

Yay Yay!

btw.. for those who read my last post at my blog site I posted an update yesterday to my T-Mobile saga.

Good Morning One and All!!

Just a small shot of beauty to get the day going. Don't work or play to hard today.

Yay!! Yay!! for the Yay-Yays

HAPPY BIRTHDAY YAY-YAYS!!!
We're ONE WEEK old today!!!
Over 40 Fabulous Yay-Yays
&
Growing Strong!!
YAY!! YAY!! Yay-Yays!!!

hello

Hey Sister Friends! Really meant to do a post this evening, but am too tired to do it now....wanna get to know you all. Gonna start blog hop tomorrow...catch ya then!

Wednesday funky junk

Sheesh what is wrong with me??? I've been in such a funk. I have nothing to say. I mean nothing. I know that is like the most unusual thing for me. Usually the voices in my head or rambling so hard, that I can't write the chit down fast enough. Well...maybe since Alekx is working me so hard, maybe the voices are either all sleeping or took a vacation.

oOOOoOoO I did get Alekx good last night though. I told her I was massively craving chocolate cake. Left it at that. About an hour later, she was cursing me saying I made her crave chocolate cake. hehehehee Yes, me a mean, evil sissy.

Happy Wednesday everyone.
Just 14 Days till I see Gigantor again, then we all go home on the 1st. yayyyyyyy

The QUEENIE

I won the first Queenie! Im so proud... check out my site for a pic of my fantabulous award...or check out QUEENIE's site for a description of what the award is awarded for. Wow. That was a mouthful. Anywho, just had to brag that I actually WON SOMETHING... and all for burning a patch of my SHOULDER with spaghetti sauce. :-) There is hope for the klutzes of the world! KLUTZY COOKS UNITE!

I don't need to say anything.

ORDERS!

Hi ladies!

I just had to share... it looks like the husband and I will NOT HAVE TO MOVE this year after all! We are probably (pray hard that nothing changes) going to be posted here at the Rock for another year. That means more time in my "house of dreams" (literary reference... ya'll have read Anne of Green Gables, right?!), time with our friends, and time for my family to decide where they are living so we can move there for A to finish school. Im so happy. We have been on the "where do we go, when do we go" merry-go-round since February. Im a control freak. February to July... ACK! But its FIXED! WE STAY HERE! WE LEAVE MILITARY IN 2006! W00T! Im so happy to KNOW. :-)

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Yay Yay Recipe

Yesterday was potluck at the office, we do that once a month. It was picnic day and we brought "summery" food. I brought a store bought cake.

One of the girls brought a salad that was TO DIE FOR. I've had strawberry salads before but this was different, better.

1cup Vegetable Oil
3/4 Cup Sugar
1/2 Cup Red Wine Vinegar
1/2 TSP salt
1/2 TSP Paprika
1/4 TSP Ground White Pepper
1 large head of Romaine Lettuce
1 Pint Strawberries, sliced
1 Cup (4 oz) Shredded Monterey Jack Cheese
1/2 Cup chopped Walnuts

Combine first 7 ingredients in large jar. Cover tightly and shake vigerously. (Dressing can be refridgerated up to a week)
Tear Lettuce into bite sized pieces.
Combine, pour dressing and toss.

I can't wait to show off and make this for family!

Why feel guilty?

Yay hey there ladies!

Okay, answer me this, please, or at least try to help me get over it.

Should I feel guilty because I am sitting at my dining room table, checking my e-mail and doing a quick read of my favorite blogs, whilst a young woman from Russia is diligently cleaning my filthy house?

I fought getting a cleaning lady. Not because I don't want a clean house, but because I feel guilty about having one because I SHOULD be able to get my house all nice and clean on a regular basis. However I don't WANT to. I don't like to clean. I am perfectly comfortable wallowing in filth. In fact, I came up with a handy-dandy rationalization-that my kids rarely get sick because they are exposed to toxic germs on a daily basis just by living in my house;)!

But, after 10 years of bitching at me about cleaning, my husband finally said, "Just get a cleaning lady, already!" Nevermind that we can barely afford it. Never mind that I don't have an actual, paying job (I am a mom, I am in graduate school earning a double master's degree, yes, but not only does that not pay, it costs A LOT of money.)

So, I took him up on it. He even wanted her to come every week! I couldn't justify that. Granted, with two kids, a messy husband, a cat, and three dogs, my house is a regular hairball mixed with dirt. But every week? I'd end up being having to be medicated just to deal with the guilt. (Wait a minute, maybe that's not such a bad idea!)

So, should I feel guilty? Should I get over it? Should I do what I did last time she was here and spend the morning cleaning ahead of her?

oh yippee!

I'm official! YIPPEE! Hi there y'all, I'm Erin, otherwise known as TitaniumRose, and I am damn happy to be a part of your illustrious group. =) I'm not normally at such a loss for words, but maybe I'm not awake yet this morning, so I'll just leave it at this and say THANKS for letting me join!

Fugly Nudies

Hi, my name is Kat, and I'm a chocoholic.

I haven't introduced myself.....and I'm not gonna now. My blog pretty much covers that for me. Since everyone else is linking to their blog, I guess I should put a link in here to mine. To get to know me better, go here. Go at your own risk.

Now, for what's on my mind:
Butchy (I'll link to her blog, too!) and I were watching the Fab 5 on Queer Eye for the Straight Guy makeover a nudist. That got me to thinking about something that has always boggled my mind.

Why is it that people you would NEVER want to see naked are always the nudists...and those that you would want to see naked are the ones laughing at all the ugly, fat, hairy nudists? This is just one more example on the Life Isn't Fair list. I'm not really into nudity....I don't want the end of the story before I've even opened the cover. Some parts just aren't pretty...no matter who they're on.

So, the nudies on Queer Eye....old, fat, ugly...that would cover pretty much all of them. Then they decided to make things worse....why not? They're naked! What do we all do when we're naked? We dance!! Ohhhhh, yeah, baby!! Jigglin' like old saggy jello. A high point was watching a naked gal stepping up onto a platform to get into the hot tub....I felt so sorry for the people behind her, it just wasn't pretty!

When I've lost all my weight and I'm a toned 'n' tanned beaut (this will be after some major nips and tucks)....I soooo won't be wearing much of anything. All holes below the neck will be covered, along with nips and cracks...but everything else will be out there for the world to admire and worship. Consider yourselves warned.

Good Morning to all!!

Have a great day!!!

Hello from Insanity!!

Hi y'all! I haven't posted yet, so I thought I should introduce myself. I'm Crystal (SeeingDouble) from A Peek Into My Insanity. I'm an Army wife, a mom to 3 year old twins, a daughter, a sister, and everything in between. I'm a recovered addict, something I've only talked about briefly on my site, but it's something that is very much a part of who I am. I am like everyone here, struggling to be a good parent, figure out life, and trying to enrich my life with good friends. I promise to be posting more soon! Nice to "meet" y'all!

FUNKY FEELING

I'm kinda in a funk tonight....don't know why just am, so I decided to come read what all these wonderful women have to say. My spirits are lifted, if only just a bit, and there is a slight smile on my lips. Thank-you all. YAH-YAH

Wedding Annoucement - from a flippin stranger

I get this email and picture today on my yahoo mail. I'll quote the email and here is the picture. I was on an email list w/ a girl I know.

I DON'T KNOW WHO THESE PEOPLE ARE! My friend doesn't know her either. Who does this shit??????

Email: Hi all!

I just wanted to share my happy news! On June 25th, 2005 Dan Clegg and I were joined in marriage. Please say a prayer for us!

In Christ,
Ann (Campbell) Clegg

Welcome to My Crazy Life

I posted this on my blog awhile back, and, as it shows more than anything else the kind of craziness I come from, I decided to post it here, for any who may not have read it:



Recently, I posted a message asking for help with a topic to write about. Melody suggested this:

"How about something lighter...maybe the funniest thing that has happened to you this year...or the most embarassed you have ever been...the hottest guy you ever kissed....something stupid and funny." So, here goes:

Last summer, the Princesses and I spent a couple of weeks with my brother, Mitch, his wife, Kate, and their daughter, Jane. We always have a wonderful time at Mitch's house, because Mitch is a hoot. He is one of the funniest people I know, loves to do stuff like go to amusement parks, the beach, water parks, you name it, Mitch'll do it. He always takes us to do lots of fun things, plus shopping and lots of eating out. One of the funniest things about Mitchell though, is just his ability to make anything funny. Conversations with him are a blast. He teases the Princesses mercilessly, "hoping to make them cry" he says, "or, at the very least, scream and curse." Generally, Princess #1 curses, and Princess #2 screams. At any rate, he is clever, witty, and completely out of his mind.

His wife, Kate, is just the opposite. Not that she's not fun, she most certainly is, it's just that she is reserved and quiet, and much more refined. Kate wouldn't crack a sex joke if her life depended on it. So, of course, Mitchell makes up vile stories about their sex life to tell in front of her. It never fails to make her blush and say, "Mitchell!" He loves it. Another thing Mitch likes to do is screw around with telemarketers. He's made a religion of it. If someone calls and asks to speak to Mr. Hayes, or Ms. Fitch, Mitch instantly changes his voice to "have some fun". He can do different voices, male or female, and you cannot tell it is him. Even our mom could not tell. He played countless pranks on her.

Once in particular last summer while we were visiting, Mitch got a call for Kathryn F.. Mitch said, "hold on please, I'll get her." Kate looked over at me and said, "Oh my God, Mel, listen to this, your brother is getting ready to have some fun with some poor telemarketer." And so it began:

Mitch/Kate, in a falsetto voice: "Hello?"
Telemarketer: Ms. F.? Kathryn F.?"
Mitch/Kate: "Yes, who is this?"
Telemarketer: "Ms. F., this is so-and-so, from such-and-such bank, how are you today?" Mitch/Kate: "Not too good, I just started my period."
Telemarketer: "Umm..., hmmm...., I'm sorrty to hear that ma'am, but...well, have I got some exciting news for you!"
Mitch/Kate: "Who is this? Margeurite? Is this you? Margeurite, are you fucking with me again? hee, hee, Margeurite, stop it! Stop fucking with me!" (Mitch was jumping up and down, and giggling while he said this.)
Telemarketer: "No, ma'am, I assure you, this is so-and-so, from such-and-such bank, and I have called to tell you that your name has been selected to receive a valuable new offer...." Mitch/Kate: "Excuse me, so-and-so...JOHN, are you watching the baby! John, just answer me, ARE. YOU. WATCHING. THE. BABY?"
Telemarketer: "Um... Ms. F.? If this is a bad time....."
Mitch/Kate: "No, really, it's fine, it's just that man will NOT watch the baby, and she gets into all sorts of trouble... Now, where were we, so-and-so, It's all right if I call you so-and-so, isn't it? (Big, deep, sigh)... I am just at my wit's end here, so-and-so. JOHN?!?! Will you watch the fucking baby? I think she's licking the dog's ass again!!! You have to watch her constantly, John! If you're not capable of doing that, just tell me!"
Telemarketer: "Ms. F., really, I must have caught you at ta bad time, it's no problem, we can just call you back.........."
Mitch/Kate: "Are you married, so-and-so? Because if you're not, I would advise you not to be. It's nothing but heartache. Then you have children, and they grow up to be handsome young men who do absolutely nothing but sit around and play with their penises all day. My son, Randy, has gotten carpal tunnel JUST from playing with his penis, non-stop. My goodness, the boy is 18 years old, you'd think he could find something else to do with his hands by now, wouldn't you? I bet a nice boy like you doesn't play with his penis, do you, so-and-so?" Telemarketer: "Um... no ma'am, not much.... so, getting back to this valuable offer....." Mitch/Kate: "I just feel so alone..."
Telemarketer: "I understand ma'am, perhaps another time would be better...."
Mitch/Kate: "(bloodcurdling scream) JOHHHNNNNN! Goddammit, John, the baby is licking the dog's ASS again! Now, how the fuck could you be watching her and yet here she sits, the dog's tail in one hand, going at that ass to beat the band?!??!?!?!"

At this point, you can hear laughter from the other end of the phone from across the room. The telemarketer hands up, and Mitch calmly replaces the phone. He looks at his watch, sits back down at the table, and says, "We usually get another one in about 10 minutes......"

Blogged out!

OK, in trying to get to know my sisterbloggers...I look at everyone's blogs...not in depth but pretty good. So I can picture the person w/ the comment. That's alot of reading. I've been doing that for hours in between phone calls and customers.

It's so fun being a vouyer (is that how you spell it?) and read someone elses diary. They should have came up w/ blogging years ago!

:0)

Thanks for having me!!

Here's a little ray of sunshine for those of you in rainy areas.

Hope everyone is having a grand day!!

Tuesday Morning

Good morning, ladies. I thought I would go ahead and make a "fly by" post this morning. I'll be headed into surgery in the morning and therefore unable to post for quite some time. I had carpal tunnel surgery on the right hand two weeks ago and now on the left hand tomorrow. I thought it was going to be the minimally invasive kind, but I've got eight stitches in my right palm...

Happy to be a part of the sisterhood. Some of you I know, some are new. I look forward to visiting each of your sites and getting to know you all.

Have a blessed day.

Getting "rid" of the dog.

We HAVE to get rid of this dog. Our lives are now revolving around the dog.
I'm so sad, and feel like a "failure". Here is the story.
Jeremy and I got married in December, we had been living together w/ our 3 cats though for a couple years. Jackson, the big cat was killed in the fall, he was like a dog. I really loved him. We felt the emptiness and decided it was time to get a dog.
Doing the responsible thing I looked on line to "save" a dog. We wanted a small to medium size dog. I found one about an hour away in Mt Vernon Il. We packed up the car and drove to this rescue place for our small/medium sized beagle mix. We got the wild beast home and found out soon enough that he is a COON HOUND. We live in a brick bungalow in the city w/ a small fenced in yard. Not quite a coon hound home. We figured we'd make it work. Scooby is a puppy, a growing puppy who LOVES to jump. We're not smart enough to figure out how to train him not to do this, he eventually calms down but you would get beat up just trying to play with him. I have to tell you it's not like we never had dogs, both of us did...but nothing like Scooby.

THEN we got a plasma TV. This ended the dog in the house. We couldn't risk him wagging his tail into the TV..especially since it was tv#2...after I dropped the first one (that's another story).

So we have dog in the yard. He loves to run and jump...talk to Molly the dog next door. Then he starts drinking out of the pond..the fish pond. He digs up all the hosta's. We tried the bury his poop in the hole..nothing worked. He dug up almost everything planted in the yard. Jeremy was very proud of his well manicured yard. GONE TO SHIT. As it got hotter we put a plastic pool out there for the dog, he drank out of it and played in it. Then he figured out how to get out of the fence and roam the neighborhood. So now he's attached to a 40' chain in the yard. Digging to China wherever he can. Water from the pool makes mud...mud makes wider holes.

We got a hammock and outdoor fireplace for wedding gifts and haven't been able to put either out. If I go to the yard i have to change clothes since the dog attacks me.

I know it's not the dogs fault, it's our fault. We failed the dog but we couldn't do it. We're taking him to a non-kill shelter on Wednesday, he's not quite a year old, he weighs close to 50lbs and LOVES people..and dogs..and digging...and chewing. Actually Jeremy's taking him. I'm sad but in the same breath I can't wait to lay on my hammock in my yard and listen to the fountain in the pond and roast marshmellows by the fire this fall. Am I too selfish? I want a smallish dog eventually that will cuddle on the couch w/ me that I can take on walks. That won't poop the size of a horse. I want him to unconditionaly love me and my cats. I really don't think I'm asking for too much. I'm still sad though. I guess I'll have to say goodbye tonight before I go to bed. I'm starting to cry at work just thinking about it. I'm just too damn emotional.

Freaky!

So, I'm doing the surfing thing on BlogExplosion....and while waiting for the timer to run out I say to Butchy, "I need to make some rice." I click the number to continue and this pops up on my screen:

::Insert Twilight Zone theme::

BE the new magic 8 ball.

Small change....

Don't panic Alekx...it's small, I promise!

For many reasons, I've now restricted comments to Sister-Friends only. If a gal wants to join our Sisterhood there's a link in the sidebar they can use to email me with their request. This will keep me from having to hunt down email addresses, it's fine for 1 it gets really old after 15, or so!

Another reason is that we don't need non-Yay-Yays using our blog to advertise their own. We aren't an advertising service. If they wanna pay us, now that's a whole different story...

Ok, that's it for this update.....see, Alekx, it wasn't bad at all!

A Small Introduction...

I just wanted to introduce myself to everyone. My name is Gennie. I run the blog, http://www.dizzy-girl.net . I've been a blogger for about six years now. Contrary to what my blog projects, I'm actually a very sweet kind of gal. ;)

I'm married to a police officer and we have a 7-year old son, one dog, and four fancy mice. I'm originally from the gorgeous state of West Virginia, but I've been living in the beautiful city of Savannah, Georgia for about nine years. I'm a university student, majoring in English w/Teaching. With God's help, I'll be a high school English teacher in four years.

I'm really looking forward to getting to know all of my fellow Ya-Yas and contributing to this blog. :)

Monday madness

Thank heaven for other women! Just had to share. Queenie helped me turn a bad day into a better day by joining me for sticky rice and green tea ice cream after my fight with the bank, the post office lawsuit, and the carpet burn on my nose. There is a full explanation on my blog, but I stopped in to read at the sisterhood and had to say I LOVE MY GIRLFRIENDS! Ya'll rock. Husbands are great, and we love them, but sometimes one needs another woman to listen to our horrible day, scream with laughter, and say at the end "at least its almost over!" while thinking "thank goodness that wasn't MY day!"

Greeting Card Moments

So, technology has made it oh so simple to stay in touch, make new friends, and get away from reality. However, it still doesn't stop the piles of junk mail, bills, and other depressing shit that arrives in the mail. Which is why everytime I see a Hallmark or Shoebox envelope in my mailbox, I get as excited as if I was four and it's Christmas morning. No kidding. Anyone else like that? I'm also one of those people who can spend hours laughing at cards in a Hallmark store. Even at Wal*Mart. One time, I spent $75 on cards for cripes sake. The reasons? Grasshopper, Wendy, Spanky, and my Mom. Hey, everyone needs a good laugh.

I talk to my Mom and Grasshopper almost everyday. We bitch, we moan, we sometimes even literally piss and moan to each other, and usually have stories to share. I talk to Wendy and Spanky as often as possible. And I try to email all them once a week if I can remember to. But, it still isn't quite the same as seeing a purple or yellow Shoebox card in the mailbox addressed to you from one of your most loved loved ones. Especially when you're a single mom, student, stranded in the middle of bum fuck egypt, with your nearest family and friends a two and a half hour drive away. Yes, the recycled hubby is here now, and I do have a few friends from classes I talk to. And my online friends. Thank god! But it's amazing how much better a girl can feel after reading the following card when she just got off the phone with her best friend (who didn't tell her it was coming): "We're the kind of friends that if soemthing ever happened to me, I'd want you to marry my husband..." [open card] ..."But personally, I think you could do better." Okay, it's better to get the card, but you get the idea. Or Spanky's card, when I was going through a really shitty divorce/separation. It's the first and only divorce card I've ever seen. I kept it. It's around here someplace. Something about how happy this little duck was that I got my final duck-ree. Trust me, laughter through tears is the best emotion!

Sorry, didn't mean to be such a blog-whore. I just wanted to share and to see if I'm the only one who gets 'into' cards like that. Okay, I know I'm not. My mother actually ended up exchanging cards with a complete stranger in a Hallmark shop once...both of them laughing like hyenas and going, "Look at this one!" We need more of that. Okay, off to buy more cards....I am waaay behind in my card list.

What have I created?

See what Alekx and her moving parts have done to me?!?

Or maybe it's all the requests to join without any email addresses?!?
Or....maybe I'm cranky and need a nap. I'm going with the nap.

The Obligatory "Nobody Loves Me" Post

Hope everyone had a good weekend!
And now, I turn to my sister-friends as I beg for help on my newest endeavor...
A Blog Write-In Feature!
On my blog I am asking people to send in catastrophic kitchen/personal injury stories, and so far I've only got TWO! How do you gals do it?
Anyway, I was wondering if anyone would like to contribute. Yall can email me HERE to tell your tale, or just to tell me to bug off. I'm lonely.
Having begged like a n00b shmuck, I'd also like to take this moment to comment on the absolute FABULOUSNESS of this blog here. I don't know about you guys, but this chick-insanity is just what I needed! It's like a tea party without the tea! Or maybe, the tea is spiked with liquor! Wooo!

What's your drink???

Okay ladies. What is the drink that goes right through you??? That makes you tinkle almost as soon as you swallow it??? I drink about 90 oz of water a day. (I've cut out soda and upped the water, lost 30lbs just doing that) And I do visit the bathroom more often with that much water. But...if I drink coffee. Oh my goodness clear me a path. I can have the cup up to my lips only thinking about getting a drink and almost pee my pants. Coffee just goes right the heck through me. I love me a good mug (the refill kinds so it's like 20oz or more) of coffee. But then I have to run, not walk, (cuz walking will make you piddle your pants) to the bathroom. Does anyone know what's in coffee that makes us do that??? Now here's the boneheaded ness of me coming in. I love the big refill of coffee so much, that I forget it makes me have to piddle so fast and so often. We will take a trip, and of course what is the drink of choice I bring?? The 32 oz mug of coffee. Yuppers, then the 2 hour trip we were taking takes almost 4, cuz I have to pull over about 20 gazillion times to piddle!!!

Anyhow, just thought I would share that and ask what your piddling drink is. Happy Monday sista's!!!!

Information, the lube of life

And now a word from our sponsor:
Rather than trying to shove informational posts in between all the funny, heart wrenching & thought-provoking posts this blog has, I've created a new page. It's got all the information a Yay-Yay needs to be an Informed Yay-Yay. We all know how important it is to be informed. Almost as important as being "regular!" I said, "almost!"

I've added a link to our sidebar. If you think of info that should be on there, and isn't....please leave a comment.

I now return you to your original post...already in progress.

Possibly the best post EVER

Note: This is a repeat of a post I made to my blog "Shanna-isms"



Yesterday I decided to visit Kim, and lo and behold, it's her birthday! I thought I'd be silly and creative and created this whole post just for her. It ended up with the intended effect: Kim loved it.

I was going to go to Kim's blog and leave a really cute "You're welcome" message... Until I read her most recent post. Kim, you will never know how special that post was to me. You simply have no idea.

There were three paragraphs in particular which moved me:

Then, halfway through the program, Sarah hit rock bottom. She was depressed. She had lost a rank that she had achieved. She had angered other girls in her group and she was falling backwards. Cheryl was happy.

Cheryl was happy because she knew Sarah needed to fall. She knew Sarah needed to feel. She knew that everything to this point had been just so much a sham as everything else she had done at home. Cheryl had finally reached Sarah and Sarah had finally seen herself.

....

Don't be afraid to seek help when faced by problems that are extreme beyond the scope of average. Don't concern yourself with what other people might think, it is not their life, it is yours and your loved ones. Though we feared our decision, we made it. Whether it was luck or meant to be I don't know, but I'm glad we found the strength to do it. For the first time in many years, I was aware that I had finally serviced rather than failed my daughter. I was free.

I was nearly moved to tears, and here's why: This segment could have described my last five years almost verbatim. If any of you have read the story outlined in the links on the upper right column of my blog, you'll have a bit of an idea what I mean.

There is an absolute truth beyond a shadow of a doubt in the phrase Kim used: "They say that when you are living within the confines of problems that you cannot see the solutions to them because you are too close." If you haven't been there, I am both relieved for and envious of you. Relieved that you haven't had to endure this painful kind of awakening; envious that I couldn't be one of those people who've never had to endure it.

I'm glad you had a great birthday, Kim. And thank you for the gift you had no idea you gave me.

Ringtones

OK, we've chatted a bit about songs stuck in your head. My question is what do you have set as your ring tone? Is it a song, jingle, does it embarres your family?

Mine is David Cassidy singing "I think I love you". I LOVE that song. When Constantine did it on American Idol I creamed my jeans!

My husband has supercalifragilisticespialodosios...I know that's not spelled correctly. I think it's very metrosexual of him to have a disney toon.

What do you guys have?

Yay Yay Movie Review

Morning all. I'm sure since I was on Friday afternoon much has changed. I'm not quite sure what is going on w/ the Yahoo group. I think the blog is enough for me, I sneak in posts during work anyway.

I believe this is the first movie review! The Fantastic Four.
If you don't have children or a facination w/ Marvel comics you can skip it. If you have kids that beg you to see it, GO. It's fun. Not quite as good as the Spiderman series but WAY better than the Incredible Hulk. The special effects are great, the violence is to a minimum and I found myself laughing outloud a couple times.
Is it worth the price of admission? Maybe. My brother-in-law is an executive at AMC cinemas so we see movies for free. I think we would have paid anyway since my almost 6 year old step son loves the Human Torch.
I'd give it a B.

Anyone out there feel the effects of Dennis? I'm in St Louis and we're getting the rain today. We really need the rain. We're supposed to get 2 inches...2 straight days of soaking. YAY!!!

A Little Humor My Sisters...

A three-year-old little boy was examining his testicles while taking a bath.


"Mama," he asked, "Are these my brains?"

Mama answered, "Not yet."

Thanks!

i would like to thank pryncess kat for inviting me to join the sisterhood! this is going to be an exciting adventure...it feels good to be loved!

Sissta

Hello sisters,Ever get a song stuck in your head? I've got a song from the movie"The color purple"Sissta la la la la la la la. You know the one. Oh well I'm happy to join in here .I just love it I hope I can keep up with it.
I took the name thing and came up with Princess Life of the party.I can live with that. I notice a few familiar names on the list here so I don't feel like a stranger.Yay-Yay

Silver Yay-Yays

This is gonna be my attitude when I'm a Silver Yay-Yay.....I know this because it's pretty much my attitude now! LOL

If they are Silver Yay-Yays....I wonder what those of us in our mid to late 30's would be called?

A Good Thing...

Hello To My New Sisters!

I just wanted to say to you all that I am really honored to be a part of this new little family. I look forward to reading each of your blogs. I already know some of you, and I feel like a kid in a candy shop just thinking about getting to know the rest of you!

CHEERS TO THE SISTERHOOD!

Apology

First of all, I want to thank everyone for their open minds about my last post. I want to reiterate that I am not trying to say that the current layout for this blog is not good enough. I do like it. I was actually going to use the blue daisy background for my blog. I then remembered this sisterhood has daisies going on, so I thought everyone would like to know about that background and how neat it was. I was not trying to re-design this blog at all. I did that to my own blog to get everyone's opinion and let everyone know what it would look like tiled. The image "un-tiled" doesn't look like a daisy.

I did spend alot of time on it, but it was fun for me and like I said before, I was doing it partially for myself so I could learn how to change up my blog. I am very new at it, so this project was more for me than anything. Please don't get the wrong idea about my project. I apologize if I offended anyone. I don't want to start off my sisterhood with a bad taste in everyone's mouths.

I also wanted to say to everyone, ESPECIALLY Pryncess Kat, that I love the idea of this blog and what it represents. I appreciate all of you for putting efforts into making this place inviting and fun. I think I will enjoy being a sister here.

Insanity

Okay so everyone who even begins to know me should be proud. I've joined up here, I've done the ring thingie, I've joined the yahoo group. I've drank alot of booze to keep up with all the moving parts and now am contemplating recretional pharmicuticals. Any one care to join the party.

So you all are going to have to keep me in line and make sure I don't fall over dead or something. Trying to keep up

Wish me luck, wish me Sanity, just wish me will ya.

Oh and I forgot to say this...

Ha!!! I'm at the top of the link list.

hehehehehe
Hugs

Ring Surf Update

I have made some revisions to the look of the Ring Surf to better accomidate the SFs. If you would like the code, email me at Christine@DataJumpers.com and I will send it to you so that you can put it on your Blog. Yay-Yay!

Thanx

Thank you so much for letting me into this club. I am a very strong believer in the "Sisterhood" of just about anything. I am from a very small town in Maine, where I have lived my entire life. My family home is only about 200 yards from my current home and my dad still lives there. I have two sisters, one who I am very close to and one...well not quite so much, and a brother 10 years my junior. I've been married for 23 years and have two children, boy 19 and girl 16. I really look forward to being a part of this site and reading what everyone has to say. AGAIN THANK YOU!

Happy to Join

Thank you to Pryncess Kat for inviting me to join this! I'm thrilled! I won't repeat my raving about girlfriends here that I just put on my blog, but I know that girlfriends, offline and on, are a gift that should be appreciated. This world is too hard and true friendship in short supply for too many. I've looked over the site (blog) the last couple days, and think it's great. I have enjoyed reading all the posts, even if I didn't comment on all of them, and look forward to more.

Our Yay-Yay Yahoo Group

As you can see in the sidebar...and have read in a previous post....I've created a Yahoo group for us. After it was decided that the blog was enough for most of us, I started thinking about what to do with the Yahoo group. I considered deleting the code off our blog....keeping the group just so our name couldn't be used by anyone else....etc, etc, etc.

Then I, in a moment of pure brilliance (the lamp next to me tipped and blinded me), came up with the solution. There may be times that we'll have something on our minds that we want to share with our Yay-Yays....and ONLY our Yay-Yays. But, this being a blog it is public and can be read by anyone and their dog.....so.....for those times you want to share something with the Yay-Yays...and ONLY the Yay-Yays...send a message through the Yahoo group. I approve everyone who joins...so no non-Yay-Yays will be allowed! I encourage ALL the Yay-Yays to sign up. That way noone misses out on anything. This will, also, be a good way for me to contact the Sisterhood, you never know...I might have something top secret to share. Pictures can be posted on the Yay-Yay Yahoo group, too! This could get interesting!

I think this idea of using the Yay-Yay Yahoo group as a sidekick to our blog is a pretty good one, do you agree? Plus...I really like saying Yay-Yay Yahoo.....YAY-YAY YAHOOOO!!

Suggestions?

I was actually looking at some options to make changes to my own blog, and I came across this neat idea. Feel free to be honest if you don't like it. I came across this by accident and thought ya'll might like to see it. I didn't know how to explain how I intended it to look, so I kinda played around on my own blog. If it's not too bold to ask, would you go to my blog http://-craptastic-.blogspot.com and tell me if you like it? I won't be offended if you don't. I'm very new to blogs and I don't know much about templates. If you do like it, maybe we could use it for the Sisterhood blog??? Slap me if I'm outta line, mkay? 'Kay. Umm... by the way.. I added a darker background on the left with light text. Then, on the right, I made a light blue background with dark text... just to see what the two would look like against the whole blog background... Umm, anyway.. thanks for your time!

banners

ok i made a couple....good? or bad?






ok one more...it matches the header i just sent kat....

Ring Surf for the Yay-Yays

We started a ring surf for the SF's. We are still working out the details on how in the hell this thing really works but what you need to do, if you want to be included, is join the ring surf, there is a link over to your right, the RingID is YayYay_SisterFriends, The RingName is Yay-Yay Sister-Friends. Once you join, you will be added to the "roll". Email me at Christine@DataJumpers.com if you have any questions and I will do my best to answer your questions. I am still learning but eventually I will know this shit in my sleep. However, in the meantime I will learn as I go. YAY-YAY!

Banner & Bows

YAY!! We have a banner for our blog! I wish I had a better program than PSP...the text looks pixely to me....same as in the header....do y'all see it or am I just nuts? Do any of our graphic designing experts have a suggestion?


I'm amazed that in less than 24 hours we've had over 20 Yay-Yays join! I'm loving all the posts & comments. I now know that I have to be sure I'm wearing Depends before reading any of the posts or comments.....laughing and my bitchy bladder don't mix!

Huge applause for all of us fabulous women! Take a bow!

One Last Post Before The Weekend Sucks The Life Out Of Me...

Hey Ladies,
I've added ALL of yall to my blogroll, in case someone ever reads my blog and wants to know what I'm reading as well. If anyone minds because I'm a freak, let me know and I'll remove you. If not, deal with the freaks that follow my 'Roll!
Have a great weekend, and I'll have a martini for yas!

Organized

As part of the effort to keep this blog of ours organized, I request that when you post please don't change the date and time....it's set for pacific, which is my time zone. This will keep the posts chronological...if not logical. That's up to y'all!

Some are kicking around the idea of a bulletin board....that's all fine and good, but I started a blog cuz I wanted a blog dedicated to a Sisterhood of women from all walks of life. There are lots of message boards that are all-girl....

I've looked into starting a yahoo group.....would y'all want to be a part of both? I'll add a link to the yahoo group in the sidebar and we'll just be a diversified conglomerate...or whatever.

I've, also, added Bloglet. (What is Bloglet? Bloglet is a service that allows your readers to subscribe to your site via email. Once your readers sign up, they will receive a daily email with a summary of your posts from that day.) This is only for new posts, not for new comments. Just one more service provided to the Yay-Yays courtesy of your local mortuary and this tired blogger who was up all night reading a really good book.

Have a wonderful Weekend

Well, ladies, it is seriously past the beginning of the cocktail hour, and I must go catch up.

I'm excited about this venture-I see we've had quite a few visitors in a very short time. It will be interesting to see how this develops.

I do agree with someone who said we need some way of organizing the posts so that we can follow conversations. Otherwise, responses will all end up in comments, and that could get crazy. I don't know how to do categories in Blogger. Does anyone?

Anyway, I'm off to the back porch. I will raise my vodka tonic in salute to my new sister friends!

Ta Ta For Now
Marchioness Two Shakes and a Shimmey

For tonight, it'll be Baronness Ketel One, Tonic, and Winston Lights.

And now I present to you

Yay-Yay Sister "Princess Crazy-as-a-Loon"

Ever???

Ever left conditioner in your hair for most the day without realizing it???

Ever walked into a glass door cuz you didn't realize there was a door there??

Ever dropped food on your shirt, and your significant other never tells you and you go all over around in public with the dam thing on your shirt???

Ever fallen and dislocated your elbow?? (maybe that one is just me)

Ever squated down to pee behind a bush on a big road trip, and for some reason, you don't have a good hold of your pants to keep them out of the way and you pee on them??

Ever had a horse bite you on the boob so bad it made you pee your pants??? (maybe that one's just me too) (horse did it right before we entered for a halter class in a show. Not only was I crying down both legs, but I had a big green stain on the boob of my white silk shirt)

Ever put on your underwear backwards and your pants inside out?? In the same day???

Ever horked coffee out your nose so bad, it splashed on the computer and shorted the keyboard out????

Okay maybe all this is just crap that happens to me. I was just curious if any of you fellow sista's had the same kind of weird luck I do. hehehehe

I always say that I AM proof that god has a sense of humor. LOL Cuz I'm the butt of his jokes daily.

Have a great Weekend everyone.

oOOOooO and just food for thought. Things I've heard vagina's called.
Pee Pee, Hoochie Coo, Cookie, Whooo Haaa, Ta Ta, Pinky, Fountain, Down There, Privates, Fuzzy Bear, Man Eater, Cha Cha, Crumpet, Fish Bait, and my mom would whisper and call the entire area your Pee Whole. LOL

I present to you...

Viscountess Tiger Lily.

It was the best option for a name. I didn't care for the first few at ALL, so I cheated and kept putting in names until I found one that was acceptable to me.

Like GolfWidow, I am not sure what possessed me to sign up for this. I have enough on my plate as it is. Something about it appealed to me, however. I'm looking forward to the 'ride', though!!!

I think we need to figure out a way to keep the posts organized, so that it's easy for us all to read them and follow them. Just a thought.

Have a great weekend all. I look forward to getting to know you all!!!!

Last post til Monday...really

OK...I'm really getting ready to go home now. Yma (that's her name) that I work with emailed this picture yesterday and said this is what happens when you cook w/ bacon grease. NOW..I think the picture is doctored up. but LORDY LORDY that's an ass.

A Vagina By Any Other Name....

Ok, this post is dedicated to all of us (myself included) that have always referred to our vagina as something else (i.e. kooch, cookie, hoohoo, teetee, etc.).

I suppose it is because saying "Vagina" is dirty? I don't know. I don't ever remember as a child talking about my vagina to my parents or referring to it with a cute name. But with my kids I have always called it "the cookie". I don't know why, I just have. That is until I met jerry.

We met jerry at a parenting class that Kevin and I had to take after his divorce, part of the custody stipulations, blah blah blah. Jerry was single mother of two girls living in a run down part of Aurora, a suburb of Denver. She was not well off, you could say she was close to poverty, but you could hear in her stories how much her girls meant to her and how much she loved them. Anyway we had to attend this parenting class that met once a week for 13 weeks (or so). We met a lot of people in the class. Some were there because they were really bad parents, some because their kids got in trouble and to keep from going to jail the parent opted to take the parenting class. The class was great. I learned a lot about parenting and the do's and dont's of being a parent, etc. We had a different "subject" each week ranging from Child Abuse to teaching your children morals.

I don't remember the exact subject of the week, but somehow we got onto the conversation of child abuse and child molestation, which will fire up a room faster than a load of fire works. This particular night jerry told us the story about her niece that had been molested by a "family friend". She didn't give a lot of details, which was fine with us, but she did tell us that this "family friend" walked away from all of the charges against him.

How did this man walk away you ask? Well its simple, it goes like this.

The family had taught the little girl to refer to her vagina as her "purse". So she did.

Do you see where this is going? No, ok. Allow me to speculate (as I don't know the actual conversation that took place).

Judge: Where did he touch you?

Little Girl: He touched my "purse"

Judge: What do you mean you purse?

Little Girl: My purse

Family Friend: You Honor, she is right. I grabbed her "purse" from her joking around with her.

Needless to say there was not enough evidence for them to prosecute the "Family Friend" or prove that he did not actually grab her "Purse" versus her "Purse".

The moral of this story? A vagina by any other name can be harmful.

Technical Difficulties

I have been dealing with some technical difficulties....on Netscape my post looked fine, on IE it looked like I was writing so that Stevie Wonder could read it...hopefully it's all fixicated now.

BAWK BAWK!

Ok, so speaking of names, I did the name generator thing and came up with one hilarious one and 2 not so good ones. The two not so good ones were with the shortened version of my real name, which was Viscountess Bourbon Breath, and with my nickname, Butchy, which was Princess Three Sheets to the Wind. By this point, I was starting to think I was supposed to be an alcoholic! But, I am not, so I tried one last time, with my full real name, and it gave me Viscountess Cackles like a Chicken!! Now THAT'S better, I thought to myself! This really fits me!

I will try to tell you the story behind why I think that one fits. It is not because my laugh sounds like a chicken cackling, but rather goes back to when I was an AOL member and very deep into chatting in their chat rooms. I always went to the Gay and Lesbian rooms, of course, and there was a group of us regulars. Well, being a G and L room, you can imagine we also got all kinds of stalkers and harrassers and such, as well as bible thumpers and lots of people who made our lives hell.

Well, AOL at that time also had what they called Guides who came in when there were problems to ban those who were causing trouble.

As regs, we spent a LOT of time there together, chatting and joking, and having a blast. We had these things called wavs we could play in the rooms. They could be anything from full songs, to song clips, to voice clips of movies, tv shows, etc.......

Well, there were a few that we as a group developed ritual responses for, or would "sing" along with in type. One of the "sing a longs" was a recording of Glenn Miller's In the Mood, with the melody clucked to by chickens! Funny in and of itself, but we as a group in the room, would start typing BAWK BAWK BAWK repeatedly. As regs we were allowed to do this because it didn't constitute disruption or scrolling. All the guides knew this.

Well, there was this one guide who apparently had it in for us in that room. She didn't like us. So, one day, there were a bunch of harrasers and she was in there dealing with them, so us regs decided to play that song and BAWK along to take the attention off the troublemakers. There were probably 5-6 of us doing it. Less than usual, but still a good group. Well, next thing I know, I have been banned, and I get an email detailing that I was being disruptive and scrolling the screen. Well, the regs had a FIT when they realized what had happened, but nothing they said to the guide changed her mind. She was rather snide about it.

Well, I decided to fight it, because things like that go on your account record and after a certain number, you are permanently banned from AOL under that name. So, I fought, and WON! It was over turned. Also, it was decided and put into writing that regs in ANY room were allowed to do things like that, so from that day forward, everytime that guide would come into the room, we would all start BAWKing! Me, the loudest of course, and a few of us even made special screen names to put on when that guide came in, like BAWKBAWK, and ChickenLittle and things like that!

Also, as a result of that, from that day forward, I was ALWAYS associated with chickens by anyone who knew the story!

Speaking of names....

Burf made the comment in an earlier post, "yay yay make me think of a girls whoooo ha" Butchy and I started talking about how every family calls a girl's privates something different. In my family it was called "possible." Mama always reminded me to "wash possible." It never sounded odd until I got older....I have NO clue where she got that name from. Privates were possible, lipstick was hoo-hoo, perfume was foo-foo & kitties were tilly. Also, everyone in my family had the middle name of Marie. At least, that's what I figured when I was 2. I was Kathy Marie, then there was Mommy Marie & Daddy Marie...Michael Marie wasn't born until I was almost 4.

Parents sure "f" us up when we're young, don't they!?!

Marchioness Cold Beer Warm Heart

I've picked my Yay-Yay name. I'm feeling it.

Why I've signed on for this, I couldn't begin to tell you. I have my own diary. (I'm not pretentious news-oriented enough to think of it as a "blog".) I have a beer-reviewing site. I'm a contributor to Multiple Mentality and record podcasts for same.

I'm writing a novel and a screenplay.

And I work full-time.

Do I regret having said, "Okay, let me play"?

Nope. Looks like fun to me.

Mind you, whether or not I am able to scrape up original content for this site remains to be seen.

Name Generator

Here's the link. It's a name generator. I don't know how to do fancy link posts...Kat??? Can you. I "linked" it up for you!!

It bestowed upon me the name: Countess Culture Vulture
which I find hard to say...

Yay-Yay Names

There was a question in one of the posts comments about what is a Yay-Yay name.....I pulled out my Yay-Yay Bible aka: Divine Secrets of the Ya-Ya Sisterhood novel

The Ya-Ya names in the book are:

Vivi is Queen Dancing Creek
Caro is Duchess Soaring Hawk
Necie is Countess Singing Cloud
Teensy is Princess Naked-as-a-jaybird

What name would best describe you? I'm thinking Pryncess Pee Pee fits me pretty well....considering my penchant for piddling whenever I inhale! LOL

Mary Pat w/ snowman socks

I really gotta get to work.
Skinny girl w/ dark hair is bf from hs. Gal in big ole wedding dress w/ snowman socks is me. I hate my knee fat.

I *heart* Dove

As you may know, yesterday was my birthday. I'm every day of 43 years old...

Unfortunately, the blonde hair dye my dear friend Chrissy has been slapping on my head the last 3 years has done irreparable damage to my gray matter.

Allow me to explain....

After everyone finally left my impromptu birthday BBQ party, Jeffee (my ever lovin' man) said he wanted to give me a facial. I was thrilled!

I ran to the bathroom and grabbed my new bottle of Dove's Clay Mask Facial Creme, and then sat on the sofa anticipating this:


YAY! Not only was I going to cleanse my skin, this product claims to add radiant youthful glow to my aging facial tissue! Who couldn't love a thoughtful guy like him?

Of course, once I handed the bottle to him he looked at me and said, "Ermmm... That's not what I had in mind blondie..."

Oh.

Yay Yay

Yay Yay....Kat corrected me. NOT Ya Ya. I swear the blond isn't natural. Yay is a great word. It can be used just like fuck or shit.
"The electric is going to get turned off"
Yay
"The Card's got 6 players in the AllStar game"
Yay
"Coupons for Steak N Shake are in Sunday's paper"
Yay
"Some drunk bitch just hit the car and almost tore off the bumper"
Yay
"I just made chocolate cake"
Yay
"I just broke my fuckin toe"
Yay

See how that word works. I promise I got it straight. My problem is I always spelled yay, yeah. But I can't spell so what do I know. I have a picture of me on my blog somewhere, I'll have to dig it out, it's from the wedding (December 12th). I have on my big ole wedding dress; I'm lifting it up so you can see my snowman kneehi's. Why be normal?

First Trial Run for me

I loved this idea when Kat brought it up to me. To celebrate women, and friendships among them. How great is that??? It's almost as great as a giant slice of chocolate cake smothered in ice cream and hot fudge and cherries..........!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ahhhhhhhhhhh this diet stuff sucks. LOL

My questions is why do some women have to give the rest of us a bad name?? I've been here in Texas, and a big majority of the women here, are just so darn materialistic. They care more about what they own then who they are. It even seems that they have children just so "they" can be more popular. Not that they had this long burning desire and need to be a mom (I knew it was my life's dream since I was little) I mean don't jump all over me...I know it's not just in Texas. I know it's everywhere.

Well...I did have something witty to sit here and write. To make a decent post. But now I am so preoccupied with the thoughts of that chocolate cake I described in the first part of this post, that I can't think of anything else. I guess I'm gonna go eat my chicken spread sandwich and eat my banana. I can't wait to read, and meet a bunch of you wonderful sista's hehehehehe

Happy Friday!!!!

Yay-Yayness

A Yay-Yay in all her glory!

I just don't see her giving a shit about what anyone thinks of her.
To me, that's a genuine Yay-Yay!

Happy Friday

THAT'S NOT ME!!!!!

Hey there! I'm Mary Pat. 38, newly married, one step-son. Dog I want to get rid of and 2 cats I love. I'm in sales and blog when I have a spare minute working.

I think we need new names. Ya Ya's had new names? What do you all think? (from missouri, we don't do y'all)

I was emailed this picture, I think it's a hoot. It may be fixed, look at the knees? Now I know why mom said to wear sunscreen.

Yay-Yays ROCK!!!!

I'm blown away! I'm loving reading all the comments and posts! I've laughed more this morning than I have in a long time. This blog is only as good as y'all make it and y'all are making it ROCK!!!!

I've been busy busy busy adding new members and sending out invites. Blogland will NEVER be the same! The Yay-Yays are moving in and taking over.

Thanks to each and every one of you for investing yourself in our Sisterhood. It's a good thing I have some tissue with lotion....y'all are causing me to tear up!

Showerheads and alcohol.....is this a good mix?

RSS Feed

Kat-can we allow an RSS feed? I'd like to be instantly aware when my sister-friends post. I think you allow that in the settings tab. Plus, when we get a million faithful sister-friend readers, they'll want to add our feed, too!

Edit-go to the settings tab, click on Site Feed, and change the Publish Site Feed box from no to yes.

That is, if you want to. You're the boss, sister-friend!

Hello Sister-Friends!

Good Friday morning all!

I'm so happy to have been invited. Sure, I begged and pleaded, but hey, an invitation is an invitation! It seems that most of the contributors are bloggers I have visited at least once and have enjoyed, and I'm thrilled to be a part of this.

And please excuse my occasional f-word as well. My name is Viki and I've got a potty mouth.

Today will be a good day. Husband home from work, so I didn't have to get up at the crack and make his lunch (don't ask-I can do one nice thing for him, and it's sometimes so pleasant to be up to wave goodbye before sitting on my ass in front of my computer with my coffee!). And, he's home from work so he can go get the vasectomy I've been pushing him to get for a couple years (and yes, I finally had to say "No snip, no sex." It still took him a few months to make the appointment, which gave me the opportunity to say, "I guess you don't need sex that bad after all, do you?" Heh heh. Evil laugh.

Of course, this means he is going to milk it all weekend. He's already asked me to make him breakfast ("you know where the Captain Crunch is, pal!") and asked if I have plenty of frozen vegetables around to soothe his soon-to-be aching balls. Damn, men are such babies. I am, however, making him mow the lawn.

Ah, it's a good day. As far as weather here in Chi-town, it couldn't possibly be more beautiful. Clear blue sky (as long as you ignore the yellow-ness hanging over the city), bright yellow sun, fresh breeze, temps to get into the mid-eighties. Perfect day for filling up a coffee mug with a vodka tonic around noon and head over to the pool with the kiddies. (And no, I know I'm not fooling anyone with my coffee mug, but it's a little more discreet than pulling a bottle of Ketel One out of my pool bag;))

WooHoo, Sister Friends! (What is it the kids say these days? w00t? WTF is that all about anyway?)

Good Friday Yay-Yays!

Good morning sisters. And friends. And um... sister-friends! I'd like to be able to say it's a beautiful Friday here in southern WV, but unfortunately when I look out my window, I see clouds. This generally causes me to go back into my hole for another 6 weeks.

I was so very happy and proud to be offered a memebership by Kat. When I came to the sight and saw all the talent here, I was a bit awestruck, and then I began to doubt myself a bit. What in the hell am I doing here with all these talented, wonderful famales?

But then, I got in touch with my inner self. No, sillies, not with the shower head again, I meant figuratively in touch with my inner self. And I decided that heck, I was invited to join, so somebody must think I have something worthwhile to say! Then my inner self said, "Yeah, but only so's the rest of them can have a good time making fun of you." So I says to my inner self, "Shut the fuck up, bitch, or do I have to take the shower head to you again?" And then my inner self says, "Oooh, spank me Mommy, I been baaad."

But I digress.

It's a pleasure and an honor to be a member of this website. And if you chickies will forgive me the occasional "f" word, I promise not to bring any porn, meanness, or ethnic slurs to this site. Hell, I have no ethnic slurs in my vocabulary. I am definitely a "can't we all just get along?" woman. My only prejudice is stupidity and more specifically, stupid men. I'm telling you ladies, the earth is teaming with them. And most of them have no clue of their stupidity. I have made it my mission to make sure they see the light.

But I digress yet again.

I see some names on the contributors list that I recognize and some that I look forward to getting to know. I'm going to blogroll all of you, in a show of Yay-Yay solidarity.

Here's a nonet that I wrote for us. I currently am having a love affair with this particular form poetry:

Yay-Yay Sisterhood of Sister-Friends:
a fine group of women bloggers.
Banded together as friends.
Writing our thoughts and dreams,
wishes, fears, and rants.
An all-girl group;
Female clique,
sisters,
friends.

Morning, Sistahs!

Greetings from Washington on this hideously blustery day!
Since this is my first post, I just thought I'd drop something totally girly on yall.
I went to the GYN Doctor yesterday (didn't they have a song? one-two, princes here before you...) and he told me that I had a very pretty cervix.
In a sick and twisted way, I was very flattered.
Next time I'll think of something witty! Ciao!

Mary Pat w/ snowman socks

OK..this is my last post today. I have to finish my tuna salad then get back to work. I have iPods to sell.

This is the picture. Skinny girl is my friend Dina. She's 6 months younger than me and has always been skinnier than me, I alwasy thought I was fat cause she wore a zero and I wore an 8. Boy I wish I wore an 8 now :0)

Template

I've worked up another template. It can be found by clicking here.

Don't pay any attention to the posts....this is my test blog I use when designing new templates. The colors and such are what matter.

I'd like to hear what y'all have to say...which do you prefer?

Yay-Yay Sister-Friends...

OMG! That should so be a title of something... Don't Ya Think???

Thanks to my lovely friend Kat, I'm invited to be a poster (yay! I'm a poster!) on her brainchild blog!

My thoughts for today are this:

No woman should suffer at the hand of another human being. We are blessed with brains, hearts and understanding. These things should be celebrated, not abused. I know some of you are hurting, even now as you read this and my hope for this blog is that you will all find a common thread here that will inspire you all to independence, courage, understanding and hope... And yes, laughter too.

Spread the word! Join in the fun and share your thoughts, hopes and dreams.

Invites, & other crap

I've been a busy Sister-Friend (SF from here on out cuz I'm a lazy typist!). We've gotten lots of responses from women wanting to join our Sisterhood. Everyone who has let me know they want in has an invitation waiting for them in their email inbox. There were a few that want in, but I can't find an email address for them. I have to have email addresses to add anyone.

SFs have asked if they can invite others to join. Absolutely!! The more the merrier!

One SF made the comment, "If things get mean, I think you should know that I will take my dollies and go home, but I don't anticipate that the type of people who would really enjoy this sort of thing would be like that." I agree wholeheartedly with that sentiment! As a group, we may want to establish some guidelines....for now I just say, "don't be mean, it's ok to be controversial...no need to make it personal. Oh! and don't post any porn. We don't know the ages of the women joining and we may want to advertise our blog on one of those traffic sites."

As your invites are accepted I will be adding a link to your blog under the list of SFs.

If anyone wants to work up a different header/template/etc....be my guest! I'm new at all this designing thing and am more than willing to change it.

Sister-Friends...where are you?????

This blog is for women from every walk of life. Gays, straights, crookeds, singles, marrieds, partnered, oh-so-fat, not-so-fat, thin, anorexic, brunette, red haired, blonde, bottled hair color of any shade, sober, tipsy, drunk, unmedicated, medicated, moms, aunts, grandmoms, the only type not tolerated is gorgeous models with perfect lives. There's just no room here for them!

I'm sending out invitations to join this Sisterhood of Sister-Friends. If you are Sister-Friend material leave a comment!