Turn off the word verification thingy. I try to look at life with a sense of humor so this gets me through the process of word verification. However, its annoying! In all the time I have blogged here, I have never used that word verification thing, and I have not gotten trash or spam on my blog. Half the time if you're not paying close attention your comment won't even get left because of that x-tra step.
Are you keeping it for the entertainment value it provides? that's it, isn't it?
like these...
Bacoun! You Bafoon! wtf?!
Crainkey - What I am in the morning.
Spenses - I'd like to go shopping, but we got spenses and they's no money left.
Intheed - That boy ain't right, intheed
Nartze - My favorite new curse word.
Repoo - The result when the dog goes snacking in the litter box.
Pingly - I'm all pingly in anticipation of the newest premiere of Hoarders!
Blogtrotting - A portmanteau of web log and globe trotting. It's a virtual travel experience you don't want to miss!
Speadess - A female speed racer.
Frofte - Someone trying say Frosty with a lisp.
Crsti - A crusty curtsy.
Su-beep - Little Bo’s sister.
Menniaga - A tiny little Lady Gaga
Zingel - A little more than a single but less than a double?
Elings - A baby “E” or another lifeform, Elings?
Ablingl - Speaking less than one language.
What word verification did you get? None on this blog, thank you! Please return me the favor. Go to your blog, click "design" in the top right hand corner, then select the "Settings" tab, then the "Comments" tab. Scroll down until you see "Show word verification for comments" and select "no". Do it!
Mother-In-Law blues...
I want to choke this bitch...seriously!
She comes waltzing in here with clothes for my little Bella...well, she says, "Isabella will have more things to choose from to wear to school tomorrow"... like she bought any of it; it was second-hand from some friend of the family, but of course she had to beam like she was bringing us the winning lottery ticket...hohum...boring. Besides, BellaRose has plenty of stylish clothes, which I should say the bitch is lacking in any style! You should see some of her gawdy stuff, its pathetic!
Okay, allright, so this isn't really why I'm pissed...I'm pissed because she is still neglecting Wyatt (Bella's brother, he's 4). He still hasn't seen a dentist in 2 years, nor is any adult in that house (there are 4 of them) teaching Wyatt to go to the bathroom like a big boy instead of wearing diapers. The kid isn't potty-trained, still at nearly 5 years old in July. She just shakes her head, blames my daughter. I tell her that my daughter blames her, after all, MIL does have custody of Wyatt, its HER responsibility to get 'er done. MIL says, well, I think I will take him to see a family doctor, and see what they recommend, have him checked. Seriously, she thinks Wyatt doesn't feel 'wet' but I can tell you he does. He knows when he pisses and poops on himself, whining about needing his pullup changed. What is the use of pullups? A crutch? because he doesn't use them properly, nor does anybody else in that house care about it. I told Anita that a family physician would probably recommend some therapy because obviously there is a psychological overlay with going to the bathroom for some reason. I mean he won't even attempt to pull down his pants, or even go into the bathroom to even sit on the potty. Its ridiculous. I told my daughter and Anita, it was good thing he didn't live here, because if he did, those diapers would be a thing of the past, and darn quick too! and that I just did not understand the need to invent excuses as to why this is not being addressed.
Wyatt refuses to even talk about his potty habits, even while trying to engage him in a conversation about being a big boy, and going to school, and being around other kids his age. He just retorts at me stating, "I don't want to talk about it." I told him somebody needed to talk about it, so when MIL came back after a run for her baby spoiled-ass grown son, we had a little discussion.
I've heard MIL bark for the last year that Wyatt needed to be in daycare, yet she neglects putting him in there; same thing making excuses for not having him potty trained. She thinks putting him in daycare is going to fix his potty training. Yeah, that's it, leave the job to somebody else to do. That's the mentality out there. She does everything for her 30 year old drug addicted, pussy-assed, baby boy who can't hold a job down because he "suffers from anxiety?" (you mean drug addiction don't you?) but yet she neglects her own grandson? She's too busy buying herself clothes and thinking of her grown son (aka Lord Spoiled). She is still making excuses, that Jeremy, who is married to my daughter (aka Griszelda Mess), now has been infected with a spider bite; has a place on his arm, she said. I suggested to her it was not a spider bite, but merely a needle stick gone awry that caused it. Is she really that stupid? OhMyGawd!
She has been giving both her grown son and my daughter money out the ass (since she got a settlement on her shit house that burnt to the ground due to all the nasty clothes pushed up against the pilot light) and all they have done is blow it; MIL is no better, she spends money like its nobody's business. She never did clean or have nice things in her home, but rather spent it on herself. My daughter says she has medical bills, using her illness as a means of extorting money, but neither her or Jeremy have paid a bill in their life...much less take any spending or drug money they got and pay a bill? are you kidding me? That is what I told MIL. I told her she was a fool with a capital F if she believed that load of crapshit. She should know better; after all, she has lost thousands upon thousands of dollars on these two no goods for nothings, but yet, she continues to keep them? Making excuses for them? I don't get it, never will.
I would like to see my grown daughter get out of that mess of a family and no good for nothing relationship, get back into a life of some sort, and get her own son out of that household. However, she is too weak-willed to stand on her own and do the right and decent thing. Her and Jeremy's latest scam is to use Wyatt as a tax deduction to get a big tax return. However, Wyatt has been in the permanent custody of MIL and her husband, NOT Jeremy or Rae (my daughter) for nearly all of last year, so if they do this they will be defrauding the government BIG TIME. I advised them not do this. I was told that MIL said it was fine, she wasn't going to get anything back for Wyatt, they would have to pay on their taxes, so it was okay with her if they claimed him. I told MIL that she would be headed to prison too, and they could all share a cell! I told her she had better think twice about it.
A shared cell would be just good enough for them all. You know, that's pretty much what they are all living in right now. I don't suppose it would be any different but at least Wyatt would be free of neglect.
She comes waltzing in here with clothes for my little Bella...well, she says, "Isabella will have more things to choose from to wear to school tomorrow"... like she bought any of it; it was second-hand from some friend of the family, but of course she had to beam like she was bringing us the winning lottery ticket...hohum...boring. Besides, BellaRose has plenty of stylish clothes, which I should say the bitch is lacking in any style! You should see some of her gawdy stuff, its pathetic!
Okay, allright, so this isn't really why I'm pissed...I'm pissed because she is still neglecting Wyatt (Bella's brother, he's 4). He still hasn't seen a dentist in 2 years, nor is any adult in that house (there are 4 of them) teaching Wyatt to go to the bathroom like a big boy instead of wearing diapers. The kid isn't potty-trained, still at nearly 5 years old in July. She just shakes her head, blames my daughter. I tell her that my daughter blames her, after all, MIL does have custody of Wyatt, its HER responsibility to get 'er done. MIL says, well, I think I will take him to see a family doctor, and see what they recommend, have him checked. Seriously, she thinks Wyatt doesn't feel 'wet' but I can tell you he does. He knows when he pisses and poops on himself, whining about needing his pullup changed. What is the use of pullups? A crutch? because he doesn't use them properly, nor does anybody else in that house care about it. I told Anita that a family physician would probably recommend some therapy because obviously there is a psychological overlay with going to the bathroom for some reason. I mean he won't even attempt to pull down his pants, or even go into the bathroom to even sit on the potty. Its ridiculous. I told my daughter and Anita, it was good thing he didn't live here, because if he did, those diapers would be a thing of the past, and darn quick too! and that I just did not understand the need to invent excuses as to why this is not being addressed.
Wyatt refuses to even talk about his potty habits, even while trying to engage him in a conversation about being a big boy, and going to school, and being around other kids his age. He just retorts at me stating, "I don't want to talk about it." I told him somebody needed to talk about it, so when MIL came back after a run for her baby spoiled-ass grown son, we had a little discussion.
I've heard MIL bark for the last year that Wyatt needed to be in daycare, yet she neglects putting him in there; same thing making excuses for not having him potty trained. She thinks putting him in daycare is going to fix his potty training. Yeah, that's it, leave the job to somebody else to do. That's the mentality out there. She does everything for her 30 year old drug addicted, pussy-assed, baby boy who can't hold a job down because he "suffers from anxiety?" (you mean drug addiction don't you?) but yet she neglects her own grandson? She's too busy buying herself clothes and thinking of her grown son (aka Lord Spoiled). She is still making excuses, that Jeremy, who is married to my daughter (aka Griszelda Mess), now has been infected with a spider bite; has a place on his arm, she said. I suggested to her it was not a spider bite, but merely a needle stick gone awry that caused it. Is she really that stupid? OhMyGawd!
She has been giving both her grown son and my daughter money out the ass (since she got a settlement on her shit house that burnt to the ground due to all the nasty clothes pushed up against the pilot light) and all they have done is blow it; MIL is no better, she spends money like its nobody's business. She never did clean or have nice things in her home, but rather spent it on herself. My daughter says she has medical bills, using her illness as a means of extorting money, but neither her or Jeremy have paid a bill in their life...much less take any spending or drug money they got and pay a bill? are you kidding me? That is what I told MIL. I told her she was a fool with a capital F if she believed that load of crapshit. She should know better; after all, she has lost thousands upon thousands of dollars on these two no goods for nothings, but yet, she continues to keep them? Making excuses for them? I don't get it, never will.
I would like to see my grown daughter get out of that mess of a family and no good for nothing relationship, get back into a life of some sort, and get her own son out of that household. However, she is too weak-willed to stand on her own and do the right and decent thing. Her and Jeremy's latest scam is to use Wyatt as a tax deduction to get a big tax return. However, Wyatt has been in the permanent custody of MIL and her husband, NOT Jeremy or Rae (my daughter) for nearly all of last year, so if they do this they will be defrauding the government BIG TIME. I advised them not do this. I was told that MIL said it was fine, she wasn't going to get anything back for Wyatt, they would have to pay on their taxes, so it was okay with her if they claimed him. I told MIL that she would be headed to prison too, and they could all share a cell! I told her she had better think twice about it.
A shared cell would be just good enough for them all. You know, that's pretty much what they are all living in right now. I don't suppose it would be any different but at least Wyatt would be free of neglect.
Car-Less ... again...Nightmare on Montgomery...
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| this car looks exactly like mine |
Yes, the day my 19 year old got her license, she took my car on a rendezvous out of town, not realizing that the motor would blow up yet again. She was in my car the first time, and on that occasion she had run it dry of every fluid known to a keep a car engine running, and blew my motor up. This time, however, the car had fluids, the motor just locked up.
She was pretty scared, on an interstate miles away from home, when in fact, she had neglected to tell me she was going anywhere. I had assumed she got delayed in getting back home, obviously making excuses to me. I had no idea she was out of town with my car. She obviously had other plans to celebrate her getting her driver's license.
I was looking for cars in the area, when I typed in my car's make and model, and this car (pictured above) came up. This car was up for sale and the highest offer was 4200.00 bucks, with only 62,000 miles on it. Unbelievable. I would love to have it, but it was in Chicago! It was already sold by the time I found it. Worth every penny of it with that low a mileage, and the shape it was in. Makes ya sick.
My 19 year old apologized all over herself for not being where she was supposed to be, however in reality, at any time a used motor can and will blow, just glad she was okay and did not get hurt herself or hurt somebody else. It scared her pretty bad, so now, maybe she will be a little cautious when out and about in a vehicle.
What have I done for a car? Absolutely without, relying on a ride back and forths to the grocery. Should I buy another car? No, I looked at car options out there. I seriously cannot afford payments, a rise in insurance because of having to carry full coverage on a loan, no thanks. I will throw a thousand bucks in it again and have another motor put in it. Life of a car is no guarantee, but having a new car is not a necessity. I love my car. I don't care if it is a 1997 Olds and has tons of thousands of miles on it. Its still cheaper than buying a car out there. Finding a good mechanic to keep it running is the big issue here, one you can trust. One that cares that precious cargo is being hauled around in it.
Hope everybody is having a good week. Me? Mine is busy and stressful as always. Tomorrow I have to get my taxes done, so I can plan accordingly to pay off my mechanic. Any donations will be gladly accepted. Just throw me an email...LOL
Email Etiquette
Open email insert a word, bitchy...
What do you get?
an email reminding you to always please use proper email etiquette.
You never know who is going to read it.
Yes, my bad.
However I was not calling anybody else "bitchy" totally referring to myself over a matter. Was this so bad?!
Can I trade this job for what's behind Door #2?
Obviously I am too rude, crude, and unrefined for this management position!
Lordy.
I totally understand
the etiquette
thingy.
I get it.
I get it.
What do you get?
an email reminding you to always please use proper email etiquette.
You never know who is going to read it.
Yes, my bad.
However I was not calling anybody else "bitchy" totally referring to myself over a matter. Was this so bad?!
and I quote..."Please don’t think I am just being bitchy here, but it is not the responsibility of FQA to have to hunt for dates of service because they were uploaded to us without this information. This is not the only account with roster issues (take EVMS OTO for example) and/or TPMG. Holding files for rosters creates the effect of FQA getting slammed with documents, obviously already late getting back to the client before FQA even touches them."
Can I trade this job for what's behind Door #2?
Obviously I am too rude, crude, and unrefined for this management position!
Lordy.
I totally understand
the etiquette
thingy.
I get it.
I get it.
Saturday Night?
remembering when...
shakin' those tailfeathers!
click the above link to get up offa that thang!
shakin' those tailfeathers!
click the above link to get up offa that thang!
Man goes into a cocktail bar and approaches Maxine, sitting by herself ...
Man: “Can I buy you a cocktail?”
Maxine: “No, thank you, alcohol is bad for my legs.”
Man: “Sorry to hear that.
Do they swell?”
Maxine: “No, they open !!”
!! bada-boom !!
there is only one cure...
b-e-d.
i'm too tired to even type.
you would not believe my workweek
60 hours maybe
my relief called in sick today
that biootch...
she didn't sound sick
she's just lazy.
I hate people.
I hate my job.
I hate that two days of beautiful weather has gone by and I haven't even gotten to enjoy it. Its taking all day and half my evening; by the time I get in bed its 11, and it starts all over again the next nightmare day.
like this patient's answer when asked on a mental status exam what she would do if she were the first to see smoke and fire in a movie theater, she stated “I’d let it burn. Fuck it.”
that's been my week.
Is there nobody out there who will take me away from this drudgery?
seeyuns.
i'm too tired to even type.
you would not believe my workweek
60 hours maybe
my relief called in sick today
that biootch...
she didn't sound sick
she's just lazy.
I hate people.
I hate my job.
I hate that two days of beautiful weather has gone by and I haven't even gotten to enjoy it. Its taking all day and half my evening; by the time I get in bed its 11, and it starts all over again the next nightmare day.
like this patient's answer when asked on a mental status exam what she would do if she were the first to see smoke and fire in a movie theater, she stated “I’d let it burn. Fuck it.”
that's been my week.
Is there nobody out there who will take me away from this drudgery?
seeyuns.
haha Mondays!
A husband walks into the bedroom holding two aspirin and a glass of water.
His wife asks: "What's that for?"
"It's for your headache," he replies.
"I don't have a headache," she says.
"Gotcha!"
how about another one?
now, that's funny!!
His wife asks: "What's that for?"
"It's for your headache," he replies.
"I don't have a headache," she says.
"Gotcha!"
how about another one?
A guy goes up to this girl in a bar and says: "Would you like to dance?"
The girl says: "I don't like this song, but even if I did, I wouldn't dance with you."
The guy says: "I'm sorry, you must have misunderstood me. I said you look fat in those pants."
now, that's funny!!
Three Ladies in a Sauna.
Three women, 2 younger and 1 senior citizen, were sitting naked in a sauna.
Suddenly there was a beeping sound. The young woman pressed her forearm and the beeping stopped.
The others looked at her questionably. "That was my pager," she said. I have a microchip under the skin of my arm.
A few minutes later, a phone rang, and the second young woman lifted her palm to her ear. When she finished, she explained, "that was my mobile phone, I have in my hand."
The older woman felt very low-tech, so not to be outdone, she decided she had to do something just as impressive. She stepped out the sauna, excused herself, and went to the bathroom.
She returned with a piece of toilet paper hanging from her rear end.
The others raised their eyebrows and just started at her.
The older woman finally said..."well, will you look at that...I'm getting a fax!"
hahaha!
Suddenly there was a beeping sound. The young woman pressed her forearm and the beeping stopped.
The others looked at her questionably. "That was my pager," she said. I have a microchip under the skin of my arm.
A few minutes later, a phone rang, and the second young woman lifted her palm to her ear. When she finished, she explained, "that was my mobile phone, I have in my hand."
The older woman felt very low-tech, so not to be outdone, she decided she had to do something just as impressive. She stepped out the sauna, excused herself, and went to the bathroom.
She returned with a piece of toilet paper hanging from her rear end.
The others raised their eyebrows and just started at her.
The older woman finally said..."well, will you look at that...I'm getting a fax!"
hahaha!
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