2007....wow

I can remember when 2000 seemed so much like a "future age". Oh well, its now 2007 and my kids will be four this year in 3 months, in fact. amazing that *I* have four year old twin boys!?! anyway, they went to Grandmas for new years and The Master and I had a nice quiet weekend. Full of meals out, Computer games and lots of time in bed....and various other places around the house. *grins* yeah yeah, TMI, I know. But we started the new year off with a bang *snickers at her own joke* it was fantastic.

On Saturday, I went to finally see one of my favorite local bands live (finally) now that the bars are smoke free (much to Justin's dismay...hes the lead singer, smoker and a longtime friend of mine. As is the bass player, Aaron) http://worldwidewojo.com/ They were fantastic, as always. I adore their stuff. Live, "The Master" got to hear Justin's self-deprecating sense of humor and loved it. Aaron has a new wife, who I got to meet as well *hops*. All in all a good night. I SO need to pick up their new CD.

Hope this year is much better than 2006. It started off well, lets hope the trend continues!

Current mood: Hopeful
Current Song: 7hills by Wojo

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*

Mawwaige. Mawwaige is what bwings us togethah today. Mawwaige that bwessed awwangement, that dweam within a dweam.

Mawwaige...er Marriage. What has happened in the water of the world that just about everyone I know is having marriage problems? From the petty fights to the full blown divorces, marriage isn't what its cracked up to be lately in my circle of friends.

According to some news sources, The jump in the number of divorces has come recently, with statistics showing that the number has doubled in the last three years alone. Why is this anyway? What has made Americans (and Canadians) feel divorce is the best answer?

I, personally, hate the word..the thought of it gives me nightmares. Why do people give up so easily? Do we live in such a face paced world that everything should equate to fast food levels? What happened to the turkey that takes all day to cook? Don't people realize that things have fluxes and take time and need work and TLC? I just hate to see so many give up so easily. I, for one, would never give up so easily.

So hang in there...from the petty arguments, to the life changes, to the ones who are fed up beyond repair. Who am I to give love advice? I love my husband, very much. That has to count for something, right?

American Turkey Day

"Anya: To commemorate a past event, you kill and eat an animal. It's a ritual sacrifice, with pie. " (to quote one of my favorite shows, buffy the vampire slayer)

So were traveling to perform our ritual sacrifice in another state. A colder, less populated state...with pie...and family. Going to see The Master's parents and 2 step sisters and one brother and a few nieces and nephews. Shouldn't be that big a to do and hopefully trouble and volume will have a good time. So I've been spending my days cleaning and getting ready for that. No deep thoughts here, just deep cleaning and heavy packing. just warning you blogger fans that I won't get back to my blogging until after the trip. ;)

Have a good turkey day, Americans. Canadians, have a good weekend. All the rest of you, have a good whatever it happens to be in your country. Miss ya all!

The Life of Weekends...

You start out life as a kid, and before school begins, every day seems like a weekend. The only difference on the weekends is perhaps that visit to grandmas or the fact that dad or mom is home and not at work. Sometimes, those weekends even fell midweek depending on mom or dad's job. All was great in the life of a preschooler.

Then, starting school, you LIVED for the weekends! Saturday morning cartoons...Bike rides with freinds...Snowball fights and in general, just relaxation. Yes, there were always chores and what not, but those were such a small part of the weekend. Summer vacation went by so fast as the longest weekend of the year and holiday weeks were always too short.

As an adult, single adult, weekends (Whenever they fell) were for socilization. Gaming, Parties, What not always fell after work. You worked to get more money to party and to get by on ramen and pay the bills you HAD too. Weekends were YOUR time and they were fun. Yeah, sometimes chaotic or things didn't go your way, but weekends were yours!

Get married and those weekends, though sometimes contain errands, are spent with that one you love the most. Going to see movies, gaming, parties, just cuddling at home...whatever. Still fun, but getting a bit more relaxed. Mostly weekends are still a good time.

Then you have kids and the weekends start all over, but now they are for them. Your weekends become secondary to their needs and the needs of things to get done. Not to say they aren't still fun at times, but they are also packed with everything NEEDING to get done. Hence the cycle of weekends shifts to the new generation.

Hence my summation of weekends...and hating why I always seem to get sick on the weekends too. I have good ones...even great ones, but I miss the carefree days of weekends past.

What If....

A friend of mine, we'll call him Bear. We were having one of our normal existential discussions. The two most powerful words to fuck with your mind, we decided, are "What If" followed by the infamous ? To make it complete.

WHAT IF?

It send your brain reeling in every direction no matter what topic its applied too. Think about it and apply it to something in your life and see where it takes you. It can be a nightmare or a joy. Hope, disappointment. The fact that it can take you in just about every direction makes those two very simple words, combined, some of the most powerful words in the universe.

I have found the best way to counter these words is with faith. Were all prejudiced, says my friend LIVE from California. (for Evil is Live spelled backwards, and we all want to live don't we?) We pre-judge everything based on our previous experiences. We don't think that the bus we ride on will crash, so we get on it. Prejudice. So if we have FAITH that the "What If's" will or will not happen the way we hope or have faith they will. So in turn, we trust as well. Its all a big loop that leads to pessimism and optimism. I'm normally an optimist, glass is half full....

Sometimes, I say, just drink it.

My Meme from Elfiekins

I love it so much I have to share it with all. Its my wallpaper on my downnstairs computer now as well. Thank you Eflie-smurf...this shout out is for you and your amazing talent. The master pointed out the torso to me, I was so facinated by the colors I didn't even see it *laugh*

I'll be sending her a song even if she didn't comment, she deserves it!

Calgon....Take me away!

Anyone even old enough to remember those commercials? Well yes, it still exists, believe it or not http://www.takemeaway.com/ *laugh*

I think everyone whose ever had stress has felt that feeling of wanting to just get away from their lives for a while. I have decided that stress is the root of all evil in the world. Would those people really have world domination issues if they didn't have the stress of their boss riding their back or their mom telling them to clean their room? I think not. Those people would be model members of society and like it. Ok....So leave me to my delusions, I like them.

I still think we all need those few things we do to recharge. The main thing is remembering not to get immersed in them. Calgon is nice, but after a 4 hour long bath your waterlogged and the water is cold and you look like a prune. All in moderation...even the stuff you love. And yes, even green beans should be take in moderation. too much of a good thing in all.

I should change my title to impossibly deep thoughts, but no one would really get the joke, would they? *grins*

The First 5

"The first five people to respond to this post will get some song I find that reminds me of them. If you respond the deal is *you* have to put this meme up. Do something for other people, offer songs or pretty drawings, tasty food, or complex things made from toothpicks. Brighten a day, make someone happy."

I figured its about time for a meme ;)

**Still 2 songs left...anyone? (as of 10/31)

Oh if life were made of moments...

"Oh if life were made of moments, even now and then a bad one, but if life were made of moments then you'd never know you'd had one" Is a quote from Into the woods. The movie we just watched for movie night, and piglets pick (thank you). While the movie, overall was good...it could of lost about an hour of content. That very line stuck in my head and has not left since Saturday.

I think I have been living life for the moments instead of what is inbetween. I think I need to learn to love the inbetween as well. Even with the stress, the grind and the day to day bullshit, I think I can learn to love the simple things again and stop living for the next moment. I think that every so often in our lives we have to stop the world from turning and find ourselves again. However thats done, whatever it takes.

So thats my deep thought for the day. Enjoy, they don't come too often and hardly ever without sarcasm *grins*

Kill a Cow to have a GOOD birthday

So yes, officially I'm 33 now. Don't even bother to ask my mental age because I'll just stick out my tongue, stick my fingers in my ears and waggle my hands at you saying "neaner neener neener!".

My birthday was Friday, which consisted of me waking at 3am and not being able to get back to sleep. Then the kids got up at 6 (an hour early) and we had to go to speech. I bought copious amounts of caffeine and made it through speech. I chose not to go to the funeral on 4 hours of sleep as I don't deal well with my family anyway. Felt guilty...But I think it was the right choice. I put the kids down early and just as they passed out, the child I had to babysat for some friends showed. So I downed more caffeine and settled in to watch Batman with him. It was then I heard the wonderful noise of the garage door. The Master had come home early and came in saying "would you like a nap?". I could of (and think I did) kiss him. I got a solid wonderful hour and felt able to face the evening.

I celebrated my birthday on Saturday by locking myself in the computer room all morning. Then I played some D&D with my husband (off and on) until the babysitter arrived. She showed, and Trouble had passed out on the couch. So we moved him to his bed and gave her instructions on what to to. We left and went to a Brazilian steak house. Those of you who have never been to one of these (and like meat...esp red meat)....I HIGHLY recommend it. It was like a party in my mouth (and get your mind out of the gutter). There is a huge salad bar (of which I didn't touch much of, but what I did was good) and then there are these guys with skewers of meat and big knives and they come by and carve off choice cuts for you to eat. This meat is melt in your mouth good. It was FANTASTIC. I had no room for desert and was glad I wore my big pants. I ate my red meat quota for the month, at least. It was blissfully wonderful.

After that we went to see The Departed. Great film...Violent and a wonderful story behind it. Well, maybe not wonderful, but entertaining. We came home and that was my Birthday.

In other news, Trouble has figured out how to find letters on the keyboard. He plays his elmo game by doing the alphabet in order, then backwards, then in order again. And for our babysitter, Piglet, Volume decided he didn't want to eat with a spoon and ate all his food with his fingers off his tray. So were on the right track to him eating on his own!

All things are good right now...*grins*

Window in my Head

So the bus ride...they love it. And thorugh preschool, they are catching colds and bugs galore...but better now than when they NEED to be there, right? Not that they don't need it..but Gah!

So I'm starting a music of the week kind of thing. If you want my weekly or 2 times a week song, drop me an email at Sumita_69@hotmail.com and I'll send it out :)

So I got an early morning phone call today and My cousin (whom I didn't know well), age 14, was riding her bike yesterday and was hit by a car and killed. Earlier this year, my other cousin was his by a drunk driver (with her daughter, age 10, in the car) and killed. Its a bad automotive year for us. I stopped by her grave yesterday (the first cousin) and I wasn't sure why. Now I know..and it's sad. I tell this not for condolences, but to get it off my chest. I deal strangely with grief and always have. Most of the people around me who have passed, its better that they did. Even a friend in high school, riddled by cancer...his end was a blessing as well. These two kinda hit me a bit hard. While I was no where near what I would call close with either (though, the first more than the last...I barely knew her), I still feel the injustice and the loss upon my family. So if everyone could do me a favor and drive a little safer today, I'd feel better.

Thats my tidbit into the window of my head today. I think I'm going to go close the curtains and turn on some music. Hop on through if you care to join me. Theres always room.

**Update: The wake is Friday, as well as the funeral. Happy 33rd birthday to me and good bye to a very special little girl