I always imagined it would be my daughter "B" who would expose me to the whole "my kid has a crush" thing first. The phone calls, the dates, the break ups, the first kiss. Little did I know I would raise a very strong independant young lady who would rather hang with her parents and gab with her girlfriends about the boys then to actually get involved with one. See seems to have surpassed the boys her age in maturity and I think that is intimidating to most 13 year old boys. She finds more interest in the older boys, but of course none of them would be caught dead being interested in an "underclassmen" I am certainly not complaining. I have no problem putting off this aspect of parenting as long as possible. It is tough enough keeping them focused on the importance of school and family without having to compete with "hot skater boi's"
My son "DK" on the other hand at age 11, has been "going out" with the same girl since last year. Parental warning sign. At least when they go out with a bunch of different girls for short periods of time, the chances of them getting over the giddy awkward can't talk straight in her presence stage, before they get to the kissing part holds pretty good odds.
His girlfriend is a sweet young lady. We have met her family on several occasions. They have gone to the movies together (with parental chaparone) and she has even come to his soccer games. The phone rings non-stop and I had to hook them up on AOL Instant messenger in an attempt to allow the rest of our family at least some free phone time. All in all though, it is a very innocent 5th grade crush.
Last weekend it seems that his girlfriend broke up with him. He didn't share the motivation of the break up, only that they would remain friends, which offered her the continued phone calls and endless instant messaging rights she had all along. The kids computer is located centrally in the living room. *Mom is no dummy* I don't sit and monitor the kids conversations, but I do occasionally sneek a peak to make certain that things are age appropriate etc... this is how I learned of the break-up. He did later that day talk to me about it and didn't seem to broke up over it, which is a good thing.
One of the things they discussed post-dump was that he hadn't even had his first kiss. (I am thinkin *whew*) And the girl tells him not to worry he will get it and after all summer is comming. My thought - All Boy Summer Sports Camp, here we come!! hehe The break-up lasted maybe 5 days. My hunch is that it lasted just long enough for her to find out that the "other" boy wasn't a big talker lol
I had a little chat with him about standing up for himself and how important it is to not let people manipulate you. You don't need a g/f to be cool blah blah...We also talked about how your first crush is not typically your last crush. (not an easy convo since I married my HS sweetheart who I met at age 15) I also threw in that g/f or not, he always had one girl who would love him no matter what...ME!
All this crush business got me to thinking about my childhood. I remember 6th grade. My boyfriend was Bobby Wagner and we used to hang out at Rollerworld about 4 times a week. (Back when skates had FOUR wheels) Man was he "hot"! I got my first memorable kiss in the Rollerworld penalty box during a couples skate. And then we went and won the Duck Shoot! *sigh* Those were the days! We never broke up, he just had to move away. Bobby wasn't my first crush. But one I think of fondly. I hope my kids are as lucky.
Do you remember your first crush?? Your first kiss? Your first heart break?
Are you a blog addict? Chances are that if your not, someone you know is, or perhaps your in denial? Do you have a secret blog identity? Do you blog to work thru issues that arise in life? It seems few are immune to this wide spread addiction. At least one in every family. We are breeding a new generation of blog addicts in our children. Encouraging them to use blogging to express their mental creativity, to vent their feelings, and in turm push them into the world of out of control blogging.
Do you put off going to the mall on a saturday night to stay home and blog? Perhaps you sneak off to the computer when you think your family is asleep to check your blog. Do you find yourself making blog notes, when you are at work and don't have immediate access to your blog, so you don't forget? Does someone you know have more then one blog or belong to a list of blog groups they participate in? All tell tale signs of the blog addict.
Ask any addict why they blog and you will receive a melting pot of answers. Spanning from simply venting lifes frustrations to being lonely. Pure boredom to seeking their 30 seconds of fame. Some blog to relax and some just for pleasure. Some blog to socialize and some to tap into the latest fad.
Feeding your addiction is often free. Blog communities are popping up all over. Just a mouse click away. Easier then finding your neighborhood drug dealer and a whole lot cheaper. Blogging in the news, at home and often blogging in the work place. No niche is immune to this fast growing addiction. Teachers are even using blogs as a learning tool. Assigning daily blog entries as homework and giving grades on those entries. The enablers are everywhere, the fix easily obtained. Not to mention you can't be jailed for this addiction.
Do you avoid your non-blogging friends to hang out with your virtual blog family? Are you sucked into the endless cycle of post, read, comment, check stats-post, read, comment, check stats? It all starts out so innocent and fun and quickly turns dark and ugly. It can ruin your life or worse, the lives of those that love you.
Is there a cure? Is blogging in moderation possible? Sure, it has been done. (but no-one visits <em>those</em> ; blogs) Unlike the addiction to recreational or perscription drugs, abstinence is not usually necessary to get this addiction under control. Moderation is the key. Controlling the action instead of allowing the action to control you. The use of a support person can be helpful. A non-blogging dose of tough love when needed. A regular reminder to exercise that moderation.
Moderation limitations should be held to submitting no more then 3 personal posts a day, limiting comments to 20 or less and cutting down the number of blogs visited to 40 in a 24 hour period. In comparison to the addicts typical day, these limitations may seem extreme. This is where the tough love support person comes into play. Being readily available to keep the addict honest at all times, compassion on demand anytime of the day or night. Reminding the addict to control the addiction and not allow the addiction to control them.
The blog can be as menacing as the gates of hell or a hungry pissed off wild animal. You must tame the beast, coax them into submission, leashing the fury within to that of a managable level. Maintaining a blog can be a useful tool to a healthy lifestyle, but only when the addict has gained total control over their compulsive blogging habits. A blogger with resilience can control their behavior, providing a theurapetic means to a healthy mental, social, and spiritual harmony.
When you live in denial as a blog addiction, you can end up...well, like Me! (lol)
As always, when I need advice or counsel I turn to my online trusted friends. I do this because I know you will always be candid and honest with me. I need your opinion on something that has been bothering me for some time now. I am counting on you so please don't let our long lasting cyber friendship influence your answer. Thanks in advance!
Had early realease yesterday, which translates to no lunch hour but home 2 hours early. I had the music cranked as I drove into the compound, singling my heart out. Going about my end of the day stuff when the phone rings. No biggie, probably the kiddos. I wish!! It was that dreaded phone call no one wants to have to get. The property manager of our community. UT OH! this can't be good.
The call went something like this: (PM) Has anyone called you about your condo? (ME) Ummm no. *heart sinking* (PM) There was a fire today. (ME) *silence* (PM) Your next door neighbors unit caught fire. (ME) *silence* (PM) The fire was contained. (ME) *sigh* (PM) By the sprinkler system (ME) Oh my (PM) The sprinklers dumped 7000 gallons of water to put out the blaze. (ME) *gulp* (PM) We are on our way to your unit to access the damage (ME) Oh my gawd, Zaida?? (my puppy) (PM) She is fine, a bit nervous they told me but ok. DK (my son) went into your house and said she is ok. He also told me the floor is flooded and that when you got home he was sure you were going to be pissed! *PM Chuckles*
I went from wicked happy looking forward to my Anniv. weekend (17 years today) and the first & last weekend I have no traveling to do, to utter panic.
The good news is, no one was hurt. We sustained very minor damage considering the possibilities. The bad news. The house is in utter chaos. Crap crammed everywhere. We have 2 huge machines in the living room to dry the floor and walls. Which wouldn't be a big deal if they didn't make so much noise that it sounds like a leer jet landing in the front room. They finally did get the malfunctioning building alarm fixed. That took about 3 hours. After three hours of that puppy going off at will...ugh!
Today was gorgeous though. Spent about 5 hours at the beach :o) Woohoo!
Now I gotta drive up to the airport and pick up my friend and drive her home. Gettin a full tank of gas out of it, and considering gas prices....well worth the time!
POSITION:Mom, Mommy, Mama, Ma, Dad, Daddy, Dada, Pa
JOB DESCRIPTION : Long term, team players needed, for challenging permanent work in an, often chaotic environment. Candidates must possess excellent communication and organizational skills and be willing to work variable hours, which will include evenings and weekends and frequent 24 hour shifts on call. Some overnight travel required, including trips to primitive camping sites on rainy weekends and endless sports tournaments in far away cities! Travel expenses not reimbursed. Extensive courier duties also required.
RESPONSIBILITIES : The rest of your life. Must be willing to be hated, at least temporarily, until someone needs $5. Must be willing to bite tongue repeatedly. Also, must possess the physical stamina of a pack mule and be able to go from zero to 60 mph in three seconds flat in case, this time, the screams from the backyard are not someone just crying wolf. Must be willing to face stimulating technical challenges, such as small gadget repair, mysteriously sluggish toilets and stuck zippers. Must screen phone calls, maintain calendars and coordinate production of multiple homework projects. Must have ability to plan and organize social gatherings for clients of all ages and mental outlooks. Must be willing to be indispensable one minute, an embarrassment the next. Must handle assembly and product safety testing of a half million cheap, plastic toys, and battery operated devices. Must always hope for the best but be prepared for the worst. Must assume final, complete accountability for the quality of the end product. Responsibilities also include floor maintenance and janitorial work throughout the facility.
POSSIBILITY FOR ADVANCEMENT &PROMOTION : None. Your job is to remain in the same position for years, without complaining, constantly retraining and updating your skills, so that those in your charge can ultimately surpass you
PREVIOUS EXPERIENCE: None required unfortunately. On-the-job training offered on a continually exhausting basis.
WAGES AND COMPENSATION : Get this! You pay them! Offering frequent raises and bonuses. A balloon payment is due when they turn 18 because of the assumption that college will help them become financially independent. When you die, you give them whatever is left. The oddest thing about this reverse-salary scheme is that you actually enjoy it and wish you could only do more.
BENEFITS: While no health or dental insurance, no pension, no tuition reimbursement, no paid holidays and no stock options are offered; this job supplies limitless opportunities for personal growth and free hugs for life if you play your cards right.
I received this awhile ago from a co-worker via e-mail. Claimed to be a true story. It is so good that I laughed again when I found it in my archives even though I knew the ending. So here it is again. A Classic!
HAIR REMOVAL MADE EASY
All methods have tricked me with their promises of easy, painless removal - the Epilady, the standard razor, the scissors, the Nair, the EpilStop, and now ....The Wax.
My night began as any other normal weekday night. I came home from work, fixed dinner for my son and we played for a while. I then had the thought that would ring painfully in my mind for the next couple hours: maybe I should use that wax in my medicine cabinet. I set up my boy with a video and head to the site of my demise, um, I mean bathroom. It was one of those cold wax kits. No melting a clump of hot wax, you just rub the clear strips in your hand, peel them apart, press it on your leg (or wherever) and ignore the frantically rising crescendo of string instruments in the background. No muss, no fuss. How hard can this be? I mean, I'm not the girly-est of girls but I'm mechanically inclined so maybe I can figure out how this works. Youda thunk.
So I pull one of the thin strips out. It's two strips facing each other, stuck together. I'm supposed to rub it in my hand to warm and soften the wax (I'm guessing). I go one better: I pull out the hair dryer! And heat the SOB to ten thousand degrees. Cold wax, my ass. (Oh, how that phrase will come back to haunt me.)
I lay the strip across my thigh. I hold the skin around it and pull. OK, so it wasn't the best feeling in the world, but it wasn't bad. I can do this! Hair removal no longer eludes me! I am Sheera, fighter of all wayward body hair and smooth skin extraordinaire!
With my next wax strip, I move north.
After checking on the boy and verifying that he was, in fact, becoming one with Bear and learning all about smells, I sneak into the bathroom for The Ultimate Hair Fighting Championship. I drop my panties and place one foot on the toilet. Using the same procedure, I then apply the wax strip across the right side on my bikini line, covering the right half of my vagina and stretching up into the inside of the right ass cheek. (Yeah, it was a long strip.)
I inhale deeply. I brace myself.
RRRIIIIPPP!!!!
I'm blind! Blind from the pain! ....... Vision returning. Oh crap. I've managed to pull off half an inch of the strip. Another deep breath. And RIIIP! Everything is swirly and tie-dyed? Do I hear crashing drums?
OK, coming back to normal again. I want to see my trophy - my wax covered pelt that caused me so much agony. I want to revel in the glory that is my triumph over body hair. I hold the wax strip like an Olympic gold medallist.
But why is there no hair on it? Why is the wax mostly gone? Where Could the wax go, if not on the strip?
Slowly, I eased my head down, my foot still perched on the toilet. I see hair - the hair that should be on the strip. I touch. I feel. I am touching wax. I look to the ceiling and silently shout "nooooooo!!"
And realize I have just begun living my own personal version of "The Tar Baby."
I peel my fingers off the softest, most sensitive part of my body that is now covered in cold wax and matted hair, and make the next big mistake - up until this point, you'll remember, I've had my foot on the toilet.
I know I need to move, to do something. So I put my foot down on the floor. And then I hear the slamming of the cell door. Vagina? Sealed shut. Ass? Sealed shut.
A little voice in my head says "I hope you don't have to shit anytime soon. Your head just might pop off." I penguin walk around the bathroom trying desperately to figure out what I should do next.
Hot water! Hot water melts wax! I'll run the hottest water I can stand and get in - the wax should melt and I can gently wipe it away, right? Wrong.
I get in the tub - the water is slightly hotter than is used to torture prisoners of war or sterilize surgical equipment. And I sit.
Now the only thing worse than having your goodies glued together is having them glued together and then glued to the bottom of a tub. In scalding hot water. Which, by the way, does not melt the cold wax.
So now I'm stuck to the tub.
I call my friend, C, because she once dropped out of beauty school So surely she has some secret knowledge or trick to get wax off skin. It's ever good to start a conversation with "So my ass and vagina are stuck to the tub."
She doesn't have a trick. She does her best to suppress laughter. She wants to know exactly where the wax is on the ass. "Are we talking cheek or hole, here?" she asks. She isn't even trying to hide the giggles now.
I give her the run-down of the entire night. She tells me to call The number on the side of the box, but to have a good cover story for where the wax actually is. "You know that if we were working the help line at XX Wax Co. and somebody called with their entire crack sealed shut we'd just put them on hold then record the conversation for everyone we know. You're going to end up on a radio show or the internet if you tell them the truth."
While we go through various solutions, I have resorted to scraping the wax off with a razor. Boy, nothing feels better to the girly goodies than covering them in wax, sticking them to a tub in super hot water and THEN dry shaving the sticky wax off!
In the middle of the conversation (which has inexplicably turned to Other subjects!) I find the little, beautiful saving grace that is the lotion provided with wax to remove the excess. I rub some in and start screaming "It's working! It's working!" I get hearty congratulations from C and we hang up.
I successfully remove all the wax and notice, to my dismay, that the Hair is still there. So I shaved the damned stuff off. Hell, I was numb by that point anyway. And then I put the box of wax back in my medicine cabinet.
Never know when a moustache might start to come in.
One of the rare occasions in my chaotic life that I have the house to myself *cept for my fuzzy shadow at my feet* I would love to take a bubblebath and flop nekkie on my bed and read a few chapters of Angels & Demons....but nooooooooo! I got the domestic bug.
Laundry is swishing, dishwasher is churning, the aroma of green peppers and sweet onions is makin my tummy rumble. Finished makin a huge batch of homemade coldslaw right after pickin up the scattered remnants of a family weekday morning. Ran the vaccum, cleaned out the poor poor fishie tanks. (ewww hate that job) And soon as my break is over I am going to pot my new teacup rosebush I received this weekend from a friend.
On the fund raising front, things are going well. We are trying to raise $$ for my sons soccer team to go to the Wide World of Sports Tournament in June. We had scratched this tournie off our travel list because of the new 3 big tournies we are attending between April 29th and June 1st. The boys are 2 time Gold medal winners @ WWofSports so in an attempt to allow them to defend their title, we put together a raffle give-away and are selling Kandy 4 Kicks!! hehe
Boo took 40 candy bars out after school tonight and returned with an empty box, having sold every last one. Not bad for Day 1!!
I kinda hate fund raising myself. I think being a financially challenged member of society makes it tough for me to wanna ask others to participate. I know kids use fund raisers alot. Lord knows I get asked a bezillion times to shell out money for school, sports, band travels etc... Just feels weird to be the one asking.
I would like to find some rich retired soccer tycoon to sponsor my kid for life. Oh wait, prolly no such thing as a rich-soccer anything lol Maybe I should go to Nike or Adidas and see if they would take him on. Hell I would tattoo their emblem on my forehead to see that happen.
I guess until that happens I will grin and bare it with the fund raising stuff. And remind myself that all the work and sweat is investing in my sons future.
*fingers crossed it pays off*
Would settle for a nice scholarship to a good school :)
We have so much crap on our family calendar it is rediculous. Between my daughters student counsil stuff, school dances, training and games 4 days a week, banquets to attend, birthday parties and the upcoming travels, I need a personal assistant. Or maybe a PalmPilot to keep on track. I enjoy being busy, keeps me outta trouble. But by the middle of May I will be beggin the world to stop so I can jump off!
Just keep reminding myself that in a very few short years my kiddos will leave the nest and I will be bored. I think thats why people take up golf! hehe
...how some people can be so negative all the time. Must be some wacky lunar alignment I am unaware of.
Fews days back I posted about a neighbor having some rather colorful signs in their windows. To premise the story I added a little diddy about a very minor situation I had that was somewhat similar to what would probably happen to my new neighbors. Although no where in my post did I exhibit any "crying" over the situation, someone chose to make a remark to that tune.
So, in a wicked moment of humor...I made an obnoxiously negative post. Rambling on and on over nothing. Then ended it with "now that is whining!!" I appreciate the responses I got of concern from my blog friends. Of course not explaining myself probably lead those that visit often to assume I was standing on the tracks waiting to jump in front of a moving train.... Not the case at all. Just a twisted response to a bit of negativity.
I also want to comment on another comment. When I go to the store and find some really good deal on some really cool product, it is my nature to share my good fortune with my friends. Say I find a big ole television and with manufacturers coupons I bring it home for next to nothing...of course I am going to tell everyone I know so they too can get the deal. Does that mean I am going to throw away my trusty old television? NOPE! Of course not. Just cause the new set has more bells and whistles, I am certain to find a use for both of them.
I have been with tblog for awhile now. 6 months give or take. I have never flamed tblog. Hell I dont even bitch about it when the server is down. But when I found a new place with cool bells and whistles (and a group blog option this one doesn't offer) I wanted to share the wealth with others. I didn't expect people to run away from here to the new site. I was only sharing information that may or may not have been of interest. I still have both my T.V.s and I love em both
And as for what kind of person I am to do such a thing...
You will never have the pleasure of knowing.
"If ya ain't got nothin nice to say...maybe you should spend your time re-evaluting why your so damn crabby all the time"
I received this from a co-worker. A test of our everyday observation skills. NO CHEATING! Your not supposed to get out of your computer chair or use props. The average # correct is only 7. Surprising considering the nature of the questions. But they make ya think.
If your feelin brave. Post your answers as a comment :o) I will post the answers in a day or two so you can see how ya did.
1. On a standard traffic light, is the green on the top or bottom? (bottom)
2. How many states are there in the USA? (Don't laugh, some people don't know) (50) 3. In which hand is the Statue of Liberty's torch? (right)
4. What six colors are on the classic Campbell's soup label?(Blue, red, white, yellow, black, & gold)
5. What two numbers on the telephone dial don't have letters by them? (1, 0)
6. When you walk does your left arm swing with your right or left leg? (right)
7. How many matches are in a standard pack? (20) *2 packs worth if its not windy*
8. On the United States flag is the top stripe red or white? (red)
9. What is the lowest number on the FM dial? (88)
10. Which way does water go down the drain, counter or clockwise? (Clockwise (north of the equator))
11. Which way does a "no smoking" sign's slash run? (upper left -->bottom right)
12. How many channels on a VHF TV dial? (12)
13. On which side of a women's blouse are the buttons? (left)
14. Which way do fans rotate? (Clockwise as you look at it)
15. What is on the back of a Canadian dime? (The Bluenose)
16. How many sides does a stop sign have? (8)
17. Do books have even-numbered pages on the right or left side? (left)
18. How many lug nuts are on a standard car wheel? (5)
19. How many sides are there on a standard pencil?
Mood: RelaxedPlaying: The thump of my neighbors stereo
It's true, I am so hooked on American Idol this season that I actually told Boo that I was pickin him up from training 15 minutes early so I didn't miss a minute of Tuesday nights show hehe pathetic I know!
So Nadia went home last night. Not a huge surprise. I really like her style and her voice. But I predicted her "over confident" attitude might nip her in the ass with the voting public. Her daughter is in my neices class in Miami. SO I was rooting for her.
Vonzell is our hometown girl. She is from Ft. Myers which is just north of here. She has been spot on the last 4 weeks. I love her personality on stage. I was shocked when she was in the bottom 3 last week. Happy that she skated on.
Bo in the bottom 3. OMG nooooo! I had my fingers crossed it wasn't gonna be him. I love his voice. And he soo reminds me of my friend Jason who is also a singer (and touring at the moment) I don't think he is gonna win it, but a girl can dream *sigh*
Constantine is just too damn cute. Love the personality. And he puts on a hell of a show no matter what he sings.
It is tough this time because everyone left is good. I enjoy them all. I think the show needs to stick to a more upbeat tempo-the musicals week was just boring! I guess there is method behind their madness. To make sure the singers have a bit of diversity, but from the viewers perspective...ACK!
I am anxious to see how it plays out. I have no doubt that all the contestants left at this point, well it won't be the last we hear from them.
I will stay glued to the set every Tuesday night in anticipation.
Old rule: Spend all your leisure time together. And be suspicious if your spouse wants away-from-you time. New rule: Occasionally go out with friends -- without your spouse. It's normal and even necessary, and will enrich your marriage.
Old rule: Seek professional counseling to help a troubled marriage. New rule: Make a good marriage great from the start by learning helpful relationship skills taught through couples' workshops.
Old rule: Husbands and wives should divide housework equally. New rule: Do chores according to whichever partner has the appropriate skills, time and inclination to do them.
Old rule: A couple's romantic relationship must always take a backseat when they become parents. New rule: After you have a child, it's crucial to make your marriage the priority.
Old rule: The true test of a marriage is how well you get through the big crises. New rule: The little, everyday things -- both positive and negative -- are what really determine a relationship's success.
Old rule: To have a strong marriage, choose a partner who shares the same background as you. New rule: For a strong union, it doesn't matter if your backgrounds are different; your negotiating and compromising skills are more important.
Old rule: Sex is less important the longer you're wed. New rule: Keep marriage sexually satisfying -- no matter how many anniversaries have passed.
I am in a... the world hates me...why do I bother... nothing ever changes...I should take up drugs and alcohol cause then I would have an excuse...my world is caving in...if I had enough $$ for a tank of gas I would run away...I can't take it anymore...put me outta my misery kinda mood!!
I have been avoiding this subject on some superstitious premise that I might voodoo curse the outcome, but I need to vent a bit.
My finances SUCK!! lol always have always will I fear. I seem to take jobs that fit my skills (in the past) or that fit my families needs (current) None of my jobs have put me into a relaxed financial tax bracket to say the least.
My current job is great as far as mommyhood is concerned. Summers off, all school holidays off etc.. But the only having 40 weeks a year paid part is rough.
Recently I had an opportunity to inquire about a 2nd job. It is for the most part a work from home thing. I have no clue what it pays yet but any little bit would help. As I learned of the position, it became clear to me that it isn't so much the $$ end that is driving me forward, but the need I have to be in a job that means something. I am a bus driver. Granted, not a job for the faint at heart. I am certain by the looks on the parents faces as I pull away that in some small way I am appreciated. I know the kids love me because I am not old and onery. I have fun with them and most drivers don't take the time to interact with the kids at all. Just bark orders with huge expectations of perfect behavior. Not very realistic.
This new position would allow me to give a little back to my community. To sit on a board like a real adult. lol Have people come to me for advice and answers. Help build a family oriented organization that touches literally 1000 + peoples lives. And to be involved in a topic I love and live on a daily basis. The position holds major importance. Requires dedication and organization and mucho people skills.
I am excited to say the least. As per an e-mail last night I am their #1 canidate due to my experience with the organization on a lower level. I am also a tad scared. Questioning my ability to pull it off gracefully.
Time will tell. My fingers are crossed. And I hope I didn't voodoo hex myself hehe
Mood: PlayfulPlaying: White Snake - Here I Go Again
We live in a typical South Floirda gated condo community. Comprised of 350 units in about 20 seperate buildings surrounding 2 large man-made lakes. It is quite beautiful. Tropical setting, well maintained. Management lives on propery and does a great job of keeping it a pleasant place to live.
Shortly after we moved in, I came home one day to a note on my door. The note very nicely stated that we needed to close the vertical blinds on my daughters room because the draperies we had hung (hot pink, shocking green, purple and floresent yellow stripes) were taking away from the uniformity of the building. We are allowed to decorate freely the interior of the condo but the window sill and blinds must remain white. *As stated in the community by-laws I never read* Well it was April and cool out and we had the windows open. The back of the curtains are white, but the bright front is well, bright lol Being new I didn't want to be on the "black" list so I made a call to the property manager also my neighbor. He was very nice and explained that it wasn't a big deal, just to either pull the drapes back or shut the blinds. No biggie. (all that to premise this) Last weekend we had new neighbors move in below us. A very vivacious family from Miami. Nice friendly people. Happy to have them as neighbors.
Today when I pulled in after my morning shift at work, I looked up to see if my puppy was waiting on the patio for me like she always does. I noticed that my new neighbors have placed signs in their bedroom windows. The type of sign you would normally attach to a fence. The best one reads...
We don't dial 911 We use .357
Think that is more of an eyesore then florescent drapes?
Sex, passion and intimacy...the naughty, erotic and forbidden side.
As adults, it is something we all have in common.. Always interesting to share thoughts, experiences and ideas but it is not a catagory meant for the faint of heart or the young!! ... Do you qualify?
For todays edition lets discuss...
What is your deepest, darkest fantasy?
Have you ever had a sexual fantasy come true?
Did it meet your expectations or turn out to be a total disaster?
Have fun! This is the first of a ongoing series :)
A disappointing day in my life today. I jumped in the car anxious for my morning dose of Stern only to discover classic rock and a boring DJ. It seems that due to a some issue with the broadcasting company of my local 96K Rock, I will have to suffer the next 8 months without my morning fix. (Until he hits the Serius scene)
Stern said that Beasley hasn't paid him under terms of his contract with the Miami AM station. Stern suggested it was hypocritical of Beasley to air him in one market and not another if the core issue is about obscenity. "You've got to be kidding me," Stern said. "How am I indecent in Miami, but I'm not indecent in (Fort Myers)?"
I totally understand Howards stand on the issue. The censorship has gotten pretty rediculous. I don't always agree with what the show does, but I still am entertained and addicted. People yell that he degrades women and is raunchy. Last I checked, we ALL have control over our own radios and can easily just avoid what we don't want to listen to. (Just as we can surfin the net) I find the show light and funny. Howard has a way of asking what most of us wouldn't have the nerve to ask but are thinking anyway. As for degrading women. The women put themselves into those situations. I have never seen or heard him force anyone to do something they didn't intend to do anyway. I don't listen to his show with my kids in the car, but when I am alone and looking for a morning chuckle...
Howard is da man!!
It will be a looong 8 months. But I will remain a fan.
Below are the links to the group and also My personal site I have there. Modblog is alot like tBlog only with WAY WAY Way more options. It used to be a pay blog community but is now totally FREE!! We love free.
Here are a few of the perks of Modblog.
Free blog, forum and gallery with unlimited storage space. All connected to your personal blog. Post Pictures ALL you want!
Way cool community atmosphere (I have had 179 visitors in less then 3 days more then half leaving blog comments or shoutbox messages)
The ability to join group blogs. Group blogs are set up either to accept direct posts OR to have everything you post onto your personal blog automatically posted to the group (which is what I set up) I created a group called "Blog Addicts" and also joined a "Girls Having Fun" group.
Awesome customization of template *Without having to pay*
You can add polls, Bulletin boards, shout box all from Modblogs setup without having to know codes or register elsewhere.
IT'S FREE!!
RSS Feeds directly on your page. (I used my Blogroll RSS)
Post to catagories that YOU create.
Send instant messages to other users (Like tmail only with html customisation allowed)
Extensive personal profile with Pic
Automatic site stats without having to pay.
Much much more and did I mention IT'S FREE?? LOL
I know I sound like a Modblog spokesperson, but trust me it is all FREE and my only perk to sharing this is that my friends will be there with me :)
I waited a few days to share this info so that I had time to see what it is all about. I LOVE IT!! And I can now offer help to anyone interested in having a blog there.
I won't be leaving tblog. This is my original and I will dual post to both.
But if your a wicked blog addict who enjoys the community feel...You too will LOVE it.
I am way excited about having the group blog. It should be big fun for us.
Can't wait to hear how you all like it! If your half as impressed as I am...Well it will be a great thing!
See ya there.
Chellie
ps...nope I didn't say easier hehe It's not that tough, and I posted a few tutorials on the forum of the group blog. How to create a new account, and How to load all the modules and place them on your page.
It is basically a matter of clickin the buttons and learning where everything is. Just like when we first signed up for tblog. Give it a shot! Don't be affraid to ask for help!.
Wow, quite the response to the group blog thing. Very Cool.
So here are the particulars.
Below are the links to the group and also My personal site I have there. Modblog is alot like tBlog only with WAY WAY Way more options. It used to be a pay blog community but is now totally FREE!! We love free.
Here are a few of the perks of Modblog.
Free blog, forum and gallery with unlimited storage space. All connected to your personal blog. Post Pictures ALL you want!
Way cool community atmosphere (I have had 179 visitors in less then 3 days more then half leaving blog comments or shoutbox messages)
The ability to join group blogs. Group blogs are set up either to accept direct posts OR to have everything you post onto your personal blog automatically posted to the group (which is what I set up) I created a group called "Blog Addicts" and also joined a "Girls Having Fun" group.
Awesome customization of template *Without having to pay*
You can add polls, Bulletin boards, shout box all from Modblogs setup without having to know codes or register elsewhere.
IT'S FREE!!
RSS Feeds directly on your page. (I used my Blogroll RSS)
Post to catagories that YOU create.
Send instant messages to other users (Like tmail only with html customisation allowed)
Extensive personal profile with Pic
Automatic site stats without having to pay.
Much much more and did I mention IT'S FREE?? LOL
I know I sound like a Modblog spokesperson, but trust me it is all FREE and my only perk to sharing this is that my friends will be there with me :)
I waited a few days to share this info so that I had time to see what it is all about. I LOVE IT!! And I can now offer help to anyone interested in having a blog there.
I won't be leaving tblog. This is my original and I will dual post to both.
But if your a wicked blog addict who enjoys the community feel...You too will LOVE it.
Would any of you creatively minded people be interested in participating in a group blog??
I was thinking it would be cool to have a place for a bunch of us to post our quirky little stories, humorous tales and just basically anything that struck our fancies. (Even if it was a re-post of something on tblog) Not so much the personal stuff like when were having a crapola day, but the other stuff :)
I know the perfect place that allows multiple- multiple authors.
So, Any Interest?? Speak up and I will get the ball rolling ;)
I remember when I was about 5, we lived in southern California. My parents had renovated the garage into a bedroom for me when my baby sister came along. The door to my room was just off the living room. I had 3 steps leading down into my room. Being in school, I had to go to bed early which meant I missed my favorite T.V. show. Emergency! Oh how I had 5 year old crush on Johnny Gage. I remember sitting up on the top step, peeking thru the crack in my door to watch the show. Always being on alert so that I could high tail it back into bed if my parents went to the kitchen. I thought being a paramedic was the coolest job ever and planned to one day follow in Johnny's footsteps.
When I graduated from High School, my parents pushed me to become a nurse. That was the in thing for girls to do in the early 80's. But I couldn't imagine changing bedpans and taking orders from doctors as being very rewarding. I longed for the excitement of saving lives when it really mattered. So I ventured off to the local college and enrolled in Medic school. It wasn't easy. I worked a full time job during the day at the hospital as an ER tech, I went to school in the evenings and when class was over I drove to a small rural town just south of where I lived and did the midnight shift as an EMT.
I excelled in school, and I looked forward to going to work. Not many people can honestly say that. I dreamed of being a paramedic my whole life, and when I reached the age to make it happen, I did. I eventually had to give it up when I decided to become a mommy. Those 24 hour shifts aren't real baby friendly. It was a tough sacrafice. I still get a rush when I hear the whail of a siren and I miss the adrenaline rush. Who knows, maybe someday when my kids are grown I will seek out my dream again. Until then, I am thankful to have been given the opportunity to do what I love for a great many years.
This happened to me last week- So everyone beware!!
I received an offline instant message from a co-worker with a link to view her photos. When I clicked it (As I had before) I went to an official looking Yahoo portfolio page with a log in screen. I entered my stuff..and WHAM!! Hack city!. When I went to yahoo via numerous e-mails explaining what happened- I was told that my user information did not match that on file DUH!!!
Yahoo!'s free instant-messaging service is being targeted by phishers attempting to steal usernames, passwords and other personal information.
Yahoo confirmed Thursday that its service, Yahoo Messenger, was being targeted by a scam. According to the company, attackers are sending members a message containing a link to a fake Web site. The fake site looks like an official Yahoo site and asks the user to log in by entering a Yahoo ID and password.
The scam is convincing because the original message seems to arrive from someone on the victim's friends list. Should the recipient of the phishing message enter his details on the Web site, the attackers can gain access to any personal information stored in the victim's profile and, more important, access to the victim's contact list and IM friends list.
A Yahoo representative told ZDNet Australia on Thursday the attack was not very widespread but that consumers should be aware it exists so they can protect themselves.
"Hackers have become very devious in their methods to obtain personal information," the representative said."In this case, the hacker was able to trick the user into providing personal information by disguising their identity to make it appear that the message was coming from a trusted source."
