Lost My Blojo...

and don't know where the hell it went...

 

hello...is there anybody out there?

Happy Easter!

Spring Had Finally Arrived in Ole Kentuck...

 or so we thought, but yesterday it blew snow around, stayed cold, and today it was cold! its just now warming back up.  When I took Isabella to school yesterday there were tee-tiny round hailballs that looked like ice cream topping, and a short time later, big flakes of snow were coming down!  We sure have had some crazy weather!

 

lately, as you can probably tell, I've not been around too much, got my hands full with work, life, Isabella and playing on a couple of sites called Boomer and Blogster.  If you come to either of those sites, hit me up for a friend request.  What's been going in your neck of the woods?! 

Sissy & Artie

I spy you having fun
Just a-lying in the sun
It's obvious you like it this way
It's the work that they avoid
And they're both self-employed
..and love to work at nothing all day...

while 'Mom-ma' is taking care of business! :)



 

livin' the life of Riley... Sissy just supervises Artie, she just watches him bark, bark and bark more...:) I don't think she is all that impressed but he entertains her. PS you can click to enlarge. :)

Can I Play Hookey?

“I cannot go to school today"
Said little Peggy Ann McKay.
"I have the measles and the mumps,
A gash, a rash and purple bumps.

My mouth is wet, my throat is dry.
I'm going blind in my right eye.
My tonsils are as big as rocks,
I've counted sixteen chicken pox.

And there's one more - that's seventeen,
And don't you think my face looks green?
My leg is cut, my eyes are blue,
It might be the instamatic flu.

I cough and sneeze and gasp and choke,
I'm sure that my left leg is broke.
My hip hurts when I move my chin,
My belly button's caving in.

My back is wrenched, my ankle's sprained,
My 'pendix pains each time it rains.
My toes are cold, my toes are numb,

I have a sliver in my thumb.

My neck is stiff, my voice is weak,
I hardly whisper when I speak.
My tongue is filling up my mouth,

I think my hair is falling out.

My elbow's bent, my spine ain't straight,
My temperature is one-o-eight.
My brain is shrunk, I cannot hear,

There's a hole inside my ear.

I have a hangnail, and my heart is ...
What? What's that? What's that you say?
You say today is .............. Saturday?

G'bye, I'm going out to play!”

― Shel Silverstein

Sunday already?

There aren't enough days of weekend!


I like the meditational effect of Tool.




Yesterday was of no significance obviously, my birthday, was a disaster.  Granddaughter is acting out so bad, so fighting with her is turning physical it seems; my ear took the brunt of a hairbrush.  I tried to have her mother over Friday night, at 3 AM she decides she is sick and has her husband come pick her up and she leaves at 3:44 in the morning.  Later yesterday, she comes back, telling me she is sick, needs some outrageous expensive medication and badgers me nonstop for an hour or hour and a half and got mad I wouldn't give her money, threw my I-phone and broke it into 15 thousand pieces, then dragged my new HD TV off the stand to the floor (luckily it still works).  It was frightening, I got in my car and left.  I still wonder what is going to happen next.  DISRESPECT.  I am seriously thinking about getting in my car and just driving off....  :(

Water...

Its been two weeks or more since our community has been without quality water out of the tap.  We have been on a boil advisory.  This is getting old really quick. The old saying, you don't know what you've got till its gone, really strikes a chord when you don't have water!  Some people don't even have 'bad' water, and schools have been closed.  Its been a little crazy around here lately.  Between the weather and the water issues, these kids will be going to school till July!

... and lets add another insult to injury. Besides this water issues, my kitchen sink has been clogged up for two days and it also sprang a leak; might have had something to do with all that pumping action from a plunger, and those little 'snake' thingies! OMG, dishes are piled up.  I don't have a dishwasher.  Liquid Plumber didn't work, so what's a girl to do?  Call a plumber, who will be here tomorrow to fix this contraption! have mercy, ya'll! :)

Do You Know Jack Schitt?

For some time many of us have wondered just who is Jack Schitt? We find ourselves at a loss when someone says, 'You don't know Jack Schitt'!

Well,thanks to my genealogy efforts, you can now respond in an intellectual way. Jack Schitt is the only son of Awe Schitt. Awe Schitt, the fertilizer magnate, who married O. Schitt, the owner of Needeep N. Schitt, Inc. They had one son, Jack. In turn, Jack Schitt married Noe Schitt.

The deeply religious couple produced six children: Holie Schitt, Giva Schitt, Fulla Schitt, Bull Schitt, and the twins Deep Schitt and Dip Schitt. Against her parents' objections, Deep Schitt married Dumb Schitt, a high school dropout. After being married 15 years, Jack and Noe Schitt divorced. Noe Schitt later married Ted Sherlock, and because her kids were living with them, she wanted to keep her previous name. She was then known as Noe Schitt Sherlock.

Meanwhile, Dip Schitt married Loda Schitt, and they produced a son with a rather nervous disposition named Chicken Schitt. Two of the other six children, Fulla Schitt and Giva Schitt, were inseparable throughout childhood and subsequently married the Happens brothers in a dual ceremony.

The wedding announcement in the newspaper announced the Schitt-Happens nuptials. The Schitt-Happens children were Dawg, Byrd, and Horse. Bull Schitt, the prodigal son, left home to tour the world. He recently returned from Italy with his new Italian bride, Pisa Schitt. Now when someone says, 'You don't know Jack Schitt', you can correct them.

Sincerely, Crock O. Schitt