NOT FOR KIDS ;) but I GOTTA ask

The Master and I were on the subject of virginity the other evening (no don't ask why) but we got to talking about the technicality of it all. I mean, TECHNICALLY your only a virgin until you have vaginal sex. So does this mean that all gay people are Virgins? If its not just vaginal sex, what is it exactly that pops your cherry? We were arguing over oral sex and I can see his side, but it really doesn't seem to make you "not" a virgin. So I'm asking the masses. What is it that you consider HOW to lose a cherry?

*grins*

Current Mood: Mischievous
Current song: Bad Touch by Bloodhound Gang

Just call me Pickles

So the family was less chaotic than I thought they would be. My niece, youngest of 4 (all older brothers), got an Amazing Allysen doll for Christmas. http://www.playmatestoys.com/html/amazing_allysen/index.htm So shes going through the set up on this thing (Freaky as it is) and its asking what she wants the doll to call her as a nickname. Its listing off the examples like "Sweetie, Girlfriend, Best friend, Cutie"... the last one it lists is "Pickles". I'm standing nearby and I say "Pickles?" and Allysen says "OK, Pickles!" My niece almost started crying and all the adults burst into laughter. I think we laughed for like 20 minutes over the Pickles nickname. She was able to reset the doll over and took it into the other room to reset it so I didn't accidentally tell it anything else. It was the highlight of our Christmas I think.

So call me pickles. I thought it was better than Girlie...which is what she picked. We all expect the doll to turn on one night and try to kill everyone. The Master said it was the bride of Chuckie. Poor girl in a family of boys can't even get a doll and not get picked on. The youngest of DramaQueen's boys got a vibrating Ipod seat for the car. odd gift for a 12 year old, but he adored it. Both my boys loved it too. I think it reminded them of their vibrating bouncy chairs. Definitely an ODD Christmas, but better than we hoped.

Current Mood: Amused
Today's Song: Skullcrusher Mountain by Jonathan Coulton

Eve of the Eve

Gaming...Gaming good. Family...Family BAD. There is no words to speak of the unavoidable dread I am feeling at seeing my mother tomorrow. My only good thing is knowing that it only lasts 3 hours...less if Trouble and Volume don't nap. Next year, I'm not going through this. If I start, someone bonk me on the head and point be back to this entry. THIS is why people kill themselves on the holidays.

In other news...its not the least bit snowy either. But I do get chocolate, and lots of it. AND I get to game tonight, Tuesday and Wednesday. That should make up for the family hell.

Everyone else..have a merry Christmas for me. I'll try and have a happy new year *grins*

Twas the Tuesday before Christmas

Is it bad that I'm dreading the holidays? The Master gets no time off except the two Mondays and the kids are off school from this friday until Jan 3rd. My mom, we'll call her DramaWhore is living up to her name sake, My sister, Faerie, isn't being so bad...but Family drama is unavoidable around this time of year. The Master once said, after spending a holiday with my family, "Now I know why people commit suicide around the holidays." My kids, also, have no idea what all this present stuff is about. So while we're saving money, we're not getting to enjoy the joy of Christmas morning.

So ba humbug? You Betcha! My christmas spirit, instead, is in cleaning out my closets and donating what I don't want to the Vietnam Vets. It gets my house organized and my giving nature saited.

Did I mention The Master still hasn't decided what he wants for Chrsitmas either? ;) *laughs*

Can you say PRAISE CANADA?

http://www.canada.com/nationalpost/news/story.html?id=a042812e-492c-4f07-8245-8a598ab5d1bf&k=63970

If the Canadians are right and this actually works, I will Celebrate every single darn holiday your northerners have! A shot ever few months for the rest of my life...I could handle...and handle well!

Go Canadians!

She stops to eat the Flowers in the garden of her choise

This is a painting that my Sister-In-Law from AZ did. I adore it. it hangs on the wall in the room we sleep in when we visit The Master's parents. I dunno why, but it always makes me smile. It may be the colors, but its beautiful.

I decided to share it with you hoping to spread some beauty in this world. There are so many ugly things. You just need to turn on the news to see them. Sometimes, you need to look no further than outside your front door. Sometimes less. I, at least, have to look farther, and am thankful for that. The holidays seem to have extra ugliness for added flavor I suppose. Either way, beauty should be found where we can. In a painting, a friend or even just a song on the radio at just the perfect time.

Hidden amongst all the craziness that is life, take a moment to stop and smell the proverbial flowers. It just may save your sanity.

Lazy Bloggers post links

Yes, kids are back at school and house is clean. Here is my smile for you today...highly entertaining and somewhat disturbing and do not open around children who can read.

http://grouphug.us/random

Never ending weekend...

So they caught a cold Saturday and "the master" spent most of the weekend helping a friend with his shower. I had sick kids for the past 4 days...and they didn't go to school. I'm tired and fried and my house is a mess. Was supposed to do most of the cleaning this week. I'm on my knees beging the powers that be to send them to school tomorrow so I can be insane, and take that time to clean my house *laughs insanely to prove shes not insane*. Then I shall relax while they are at school Thursday. Lets hope God is kind to me!!!

Sorry for the short thoughts, but my brain is mush...kinda like oatmeal.

Go Number 8 GO!

So The Master's work christmas party was last eve and they held it at a local horse race track. I admit, I was a bit skeptical at how betting on animals using even the best methods would be fun. I decided I needed to test this however. I obtained 4 dollars from him and watched the second race (for we had missed the first). I picked a horse, Stormin Baghdad. No, not on the name, on the jockey's stats. I thought about trying to figure out the horse stats, but there were so many of them and they were hard to read. Low and behold, #4, Stormin Baghdad, won the race with 4 to 1 odds. So if I HAD bet on him, my 2 dollar bet would of turned into 8 dollars, I think. I hate math...but I was hooked.

theres about 20-25 min between each race, so I went to studying horses and jockeys and let the Master take a look at the list too. I was trying to decide between Free Drinks and Swerve. He said I should bet on Free Drinks because he had a better name. So I did..to place (which means he'll get first or second). And I won...turned my 2 into 5. Number 8, Free drinks yeilded me a return to feed my addiction.

Pouring over the next race stats over salad and rabbit food, I was in a quandry. There was one who looked like a great bet, but 5-2 odds wern't a great pay off. The second one was a good contender, but better odds at 20-1. I went with the beter odds and lose. Though, the other horse didn't win that one either. 2 more losses in a row, some dinner and I was back down to a dollar and decided that was good enough entertainment for 3 dollars worth.

I went home, happy, with my race book in hand, having proved that there is no rhyme or reason to horse betting so you might as well pick the one with the name you like *grins*