If You Can't Say Something Nice....

Then Don't Say Anything At All.

Mums the word. I'm so frigging close to killing someone I have to grit my teeth all day long. Three days and counting. I hate this screaming baby!!!!!

Guess Who Tried to Shave

I wanted to whip him like he was mine. He lives simply because there were witnesses. He has almost succeeded in driving his mother crazy... but I'm going first. I refuse to be left here with him. Its a matter of murder. His. He must have been spawned from the devil's loins!

A Hint of Things to Come?

I can't help but (pardon the pun) think this is just a hint of things to come.

Old Snow Pictures

 
 
 
Our 'snow days' are a distant past now, but I thought I should post something... anything... since its been a while. And photos are good to use when you don't have anything to say.

I'm waiting for bed time. There are two major events that I wait for each day. Nap time and bed time. Both involve lots of whining and bitching. Whining from the boys and bitching from me. They have a tendency to get mixed up at times. There's still several hours before bed time. Sigh.

Passage of Time

Nine to twelve days to go. I'm not sure I'll make it. Send drugs.

'The Sun Will Come Out Tomorrow....'

...Bet Your Bottom Dollar, Tomorrow.'

At least its out for a few hours this morning. Yes, boys and girls... the sun does shine. And the only thing left now is a big lump of dirty snow that was once some snowman's beer belly. A road has been closed for a few hours this am due to ice. There have been some 70 odd cars spin out on it. (Its a bit out of the city proper. On a hill.) But that's it.

I'm here to say "The IRS does have a heart, small though it may be." Since I've had three extra mouths to feed this month I was searching for a way to get my hands on some more money. Yesterday the Universe popped the idea into my head of calling the IRS to see what would happen if a payment was missed. (I'm paying off some back taxes.) Apparently, if your payment record is good, they'll allow a payment to be missed without penalty. Be still my heart.

Having that bit of stress relief felt good.

Brick Wall

Ever feel like you're talking to a brick wall? Talking to the frigging air? Yeah, me too. That's why I try to hard to be a hermit. Next time I'll need to move into a cave.

Video of bumper cars on crack. This video is making its way around the web and TV so you may have already seen it. Just a small example of what its like around here when it snows and gets icy. Lots of hills. (Sorry, but you have to sit through a commercial first.)

Cabin Fever

Need I say more?

Snow bound. Beginning to run out of supplies. Send brandy.

Bumper Cars on an Ice Rink

The local stations have been covering the snow incident all morning long...8 hours worth. A viewer captured on video some cars sliding like they were bumper cars on an ice rink. He lives in the hilly area of town and kept hearing crashing sounds. He finally got his video camera, went up to the roof and got some great shots of cars bouncing off each other. It was amazing. And a narrative description can't do it justice. I bet they will show it on the national news tonight. If you're interested, watch NBC news.

Here are a few pictures of the boys having fun in the snow. It was fun at first but when they came in, their little fingers were freezing! (no gloves available.) They were out for only a few minutes, but thats all it took.

A Snow Day

Although this photo was taken several years ago, its a good representative of today's weather. We've finally gotten some snow. I say 'finally' because they've been predicting it for several days now.

It started out slow and innocent like, but its never stopped. Snowing for four hours now. I'm just glad I don't have to get out into it.

On the home front... its pretty much understood that my "guests" will be staying until the first of February. I've come to accept my fate. This was accomplished by me spending some time thinking about how things could be a whole lot worse. It helps change the perspective.

Nothing much going on here. I had to come jump on the pc while my daughter was fixing breakfast... she's usually on it from morning til night. (She'll get off for me, but I know she's just waiting until I'm done. I don't like the pressure.)

Some times I wished....

I would have had an abortion.

You Don't Want to Live Here

Why? This state sucks.

There is NO affordable housing. You can spend $1500 a month for rent and you get an old shack. If you're lucky, you might get a tiny little room for $600 a month.

And how wise is this? They are going to add more taxes to the price of cigarettes because those stinky old stupid smokers should pay for the welfare medical program. You know, that program you don't qualify for... yeah, that one. But back to my point... how in the hell are they going to fund it over the years when there are less and less people smoking. Just how far do they think they will be riding this dead horse? If they are going to fund the horribly lacking program with cigarette taxes, then I think every single person who smokes should automatically qualify for coverage. (Of course, "coverage" equates to an asprin and an ace wrap. Once a year.)

The state needs more state troopers. The governor is proposing a tax on car insurance. How do they come up with these ideas? Car insurance pays for state troopers? Sounds weird to me. Shouldn't state income taxes cover this service? I don't get it. And why don't they start taxing the billion dollar businesses? I heard once that PGE paid a $1 in taxes. A frigging ass DOLLAR.

Federal government is still cutting funding all over the place. This, in turn, cuts jobs, which cuts taxes collected, etc. Billions of dollars a day to support the "war"... oh let me not get started. Its all just screwy. Screwy as tourniquet. And about as effective.

Just one more thing before getting off.... IS THERE ANY SUCH THING AS AN HONEST POLITICIAN???!!!?!?! I know... I know... frigging ass fairytale!

Later

Haven't felt like chatting. I'm in my numb stage. The stage before a psychotic break occurs. But me putting even this little bit out here is a good sign. A safe sign.

More Testing

Perhaps I've got it figured out now.

Testing

Testing to see if this will upload from Picasa. Looks okay so far. I had blog already up, then went into Picasa and hit the blog button after selecting image to upload.

A Day Ago

To "I AM"

I changed the settings so the word verification would not be needed. If I start getting spammed again, I will need to reinstate it again, however. Fingers are crossed.

(I guess the blogger (that would be me) didn't have to do the word verification thingy with this new version. That's why I thought it was gone.)

Bunch of sickies

Everyone is hacking up a lung or puking up mucus or..... are wearing leaking diapers. Ain't life grand? ("Hey! That's my diaper...go get your own!")

'Mom' is asleep in my bed. The two boys are sleeping at either end of the couch. That leaves me...feeling a little pushed out of my own apartment. Fortunately this is the first time both boys have gotten up and came out to the couch.

Had some screwdrivers yesterday in an attempt to dry up all evidence of this killer cold. It helped a little, but the cold still holds on... I'm just not quite as "moist" as I was yesterday.

'Mom' didn't get her windshield fixed as expected. Crazy ex-boyfriend can't be found. (He said he was ordered by the court to fix the damage he caused.) If it hadn't been for the ex cracking the windshield, 'Mom' and the boys would have been gone a long time ago. And I would have had my apartment back. Sigh.

When my other kids reached 18 they left home and I rarely heard from them. And if I did hear from them, it wasn't a request for money, babysitting, or a place to live. Where did I go wrong? Never mind, don't answer. I went wrong on was July 4th, 1981. That's where I went wrong. Or maybe ten years earlier.

I'm hoping to be able to shower a little later. That would be nice. That would be nice for EVERYONE!

Is It Friday Yet?

I need to do some testing to see how things work and don't work.

A random photo of a stranger waiting for a drug drop last summer. Don't they make full length mirrors any more? She thought she was looking pretty cute... and really, isn't that all that matters?

Sigh. There are some nice features here. I just need to learn how and when to use them. I can upload pictures to the blog directly from my computer. I like that.

Skip this crap!!

Blogger's new and improved format sucks. And it doesn't work with Picasa...which I might point out is a google feature. And the new blogger is google owned or something. And they have announced that the new version is out of beta. I don't think so. There's a programmer or two that might need to be replaced.

Anyway.... I don't think I'll be blogging here any more. I'll be looking to see if there's another option available, even if it turns out to be Live Journal.

Now... I do admit that I really shouldn't be bitching because I'm using a free account. And you know what? I won't be using it any more... so that will take care of that situation. I should have NEVER SWITCHED!!!!!! DUMB DUMB DUMB!!!

Added later: I clearly need to go get drunk. I don't know what works and what doesn't. What I do know is that I have to sign-in (new blogger) each time I want to access the dashboard. There doesn't seem to be anywhere to click on to "remember me". Perhaps I just haven't noticed it yet. How much does vodka cost now days??

THIS IS NOT SUPPOSE TO BE BETA???

I can't sign in under "old blogger" and I don't seem to be able to sign in under the "new blogger" without going thru Picasa. And Picasa doesn't seem to want to upload photos/blog entry until I sign in... and I CAN'T SIGN IN..... oh never mind. Lets see what this does. If it doesn't work, then I'm going to go find some where else to blog.

$#%& )$#(^ @*^#(*@&#$^&*

testing

Two days later

So.... where's the photos from Picasa? Does it not work with the new version of blogger? Did the programmers forget something? Or is it just another irritation created by the universe to push me to the edge? Will the photos show up, even tho they don't appear in this text box? Ah, the mysteries of life.

Thump Thump Thump.... that's me kicking myself for signing up for the new blogger version. IDIOT. Damn, how many centuries does it take for me to learn something? Or will I ever learn anything.

I'm seriously considering dropping out.... and I know it will really hurt blogger's feelings, I'm sure.

Having a Bad Day

If 'mom' and the boys are here for longer than two more days I think I'm going to go outta my frigging ass mind!

And how many frigging times do we have to watch President Ford's funeral services???

And why couldn't blogger just leave things the way they were? Now I have to try two or three times to get in here....and why is google and their associated "accounts" so damn necessary to blog?

I wish I had some alcohol in the house. A gallon of vodka or something. Drugs... I need some kind of drugs to keep from commiting murder or suicide. Both sound very enticing.

Oh... and please don't send me any conciliatory remarks. If I was really contemplating murder or suicide, I wouldn't be talking about it publically. I'm not stupid. I'm just slow.

Progress again

 
 
 
 

I thought I'd better go ahead and post the amaryllis shots. I tried to get a view point that showed how the two flower blooms are moving apart headed in two different directions, but I don't think these pictures shows it very well. But no mind.

I doubt that I will meet the deadline of doing the small watercolor today. There's three reasons for this:

1. I don't feel like doing it.
2. I don't want to do it.
3. I'm not going to do it.

Hopefully, I will get two done tomorrow and do a 'catch-up'.
 

With Coffee in hand....

I sit here with my coffee in hand, or rather on the table next to the keyboard. (I live dangerously.) Its my mocha coffee. I've been lusting after it for a couple of days. Once I released the lust and mumbled skip it! my flavoring came through the door. I can see where I bucked the natural order of things.

1. Expectation. I held an expectation of getting mocha flavoring yesterday. Big No-No. Any time you hold an expectation, you are setting yourself up for disappointment. If you release all expectations, you are, more often than not, pleasantly surprised. If the 'ship doesn't come in', there is no disappointment because you were not expecting anything. Things I should have learned in kindergarten had I been paying attention.

2. Lust. Dripping saliva in lusty anticipation is just plain messy. And once the lust is over, you look back at it and say "what the hell was I thinking?"

3. Release of desire. You have to release a desire before anything can occur. If you hold on to the desire, it blocks the universe. Having a desire is okay...it tells the universe what you want. You just have to let it go so the vibrations and electro-magnetic pulsations can start their thing.

4. Whine and stomp like a baby! Works most of the time.

On a different note, I have todays photograph of the amaryllis bloom but will post it later. I still need to do my practice painting...my daily-lesson thingy and I want to off load them at the same time. I have until midnight. Must wait for a quiet time when little fingers of curiousity are not up and about.

And why is it so necessary for wee people to struggle against any and everything done for them...for their own good. ("If you don't take a nap, I'm going to explode. This is for your own good...for your health and well being.")

'Mom' left earlier to do some errands, She's dropped Darius off with me because he started whining and crying and wouldn't go to sleep where they were. (the wee one, Vyron has been asleep since they left. Something about cold medication and the movement of the car.) I've had him laying down for a nap for almost two hours. Its getting to be a bit late for a nap (5pm) but he's staying on the couch and I'm not going to tell him to get up. 'Mom' can handle him later.

I think there are two, perhaps three more days and then they should be leaving for California. It will be nice to have my own space back, but I know I will eventually whine a little about them being so far away. I know myself...if I'm being honest with myself.

Watercolor: Lesson-A-Day

 
 
 
 A Christmas present from a friend. She said it fell out of Santa's bag at her place. Whats up with this, Santa?

It includes pre-sketched pictures, basic watercolors, and a nice little watercolor brush. Too bad the paper is "regular" instead of watercolor, but no mind. Oh... and thank God it also includes small pictures of Watercolors by Dennis Pendleton for reference. That helps A LOT!

With the first one I didn't try to get too creative. I just stuck with the basic colors and used them... except for the flesh color. Yes. That's suppose to be a flesh color. Even doing it "plainly", it took a little longer than I had anticipated. Its good to know for future paintings.

There are five paintingsto do a week. Weekends off, I guess. This will give me something to post after my daughter and her boys leave. (They give me so much fodder to write about!!) And it will be interesting to see how they are at the end. (She stops a moment. 'Hey... wait a minute. This is for a whole year. hmmmm.')
 

Amaryllis Update... again

 
 
 I like the 'fan' effect of the foliage. The bloom will be completely out within a day or two...or so it seems.