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People make me angry. Maybe I should say some people make me angry. VERY angry! But I'm not self-righteous enough to sit here thinking I am never guilty of the very same behavior which pisses me off in others -- I know I do. Believe me, I chastise myself, too. My daughter and I have an agreement that when one or both of us is complaining about something utterly stupid, shallow, superficial and/or greedy and are being completely short-sighted, we say, "You know, some people don't even HAVE 'fill in the blank'". We remind each other about how blessed we really are.

So what's got my panties in such a bunch right now? Well, people like Linda Bollea, who has the nerve to announce to the press, as if it's breaking news, that she wants her soon-to-be ex Hulk Hogan jailed because -- now get this -- he hasn't paid his share into the purchase of a 4.2 million dollar condo in Vegas! WTF??? There are people DYING in this country and losing everything they own due to floods, tornadoes and heat waves, and she's pissed because he hasn't kicked in his 2.1 million bucks! Oh no, what a freaking tragedy! NOT! There are men and women being killed in Iraq and families living on the streets right here in the good ol' USA, and SHE wants her condo! Well heaven forbid Linda shouldn't get her condo in frickin' Vegas! Stop the presses, people, this is BIG news! Hulk hasn't shelled out his promised amount of money to his skanky wife who is now dating a NINETEEN YEAR OLD! I say good on'ya, Hulk!

Linda, get over yourself already. We don't care!

Hulk Hogan, Terry Bollea, Linda Bollea

My daughter received a check for $50 from her brother David for her birthday. We went to cash it today. We went to his bank. The bank from which the check was drawn. We went to the drive-up window. I handed the guy teller the check and said that my daughter would like to cash that check from her brother. He asked if she had an account there. I said no, but her brother, who wrote the check, does (duh!). Guess what he asked me next?

"Do you know his account number?"

Ummm ... no, but it's there on the check (double DUH!) He fiddled around on his computer for a minute or so, then asked, "Do you know any other name this might be under besides Callie?" I was like, "What?? No, the account is in David's name" (triple DUH!). He then says, "Oh, well you'll have to go inside to cash this". Oh.My.God. Fine!

I go in, ask again to cash it, and am told I must endorse it, also, and provide 2 forms of identification. Oh, and a fingerprint. Geez!! I used to work in a bank, people, and it was never like that! I guess that's what crime and the information age has brought us. A bunch of bullshit.

Banks are stupid.

Banks, Cashing Checks

I have totally done something to my left arm. I have no idea what I did, but it hurts like hell. The pain starts just below the shoulder on the upper arm and goes down to just above the elbow. I can't even raise it up halfway. WTH?? You know, this getting older crap is is just that - crap! How can you be sitting there all fine and dandy one minute, then stand up and be unable to even raise your damn arm!? How does that happen?

Have any of you been keeping up with the news on Skanky Britney Spears? I've said it before and I'll say it again - I feel SO SORRY for her children! I read an interesting article the other day in the New York Post about all of the throwaway children in this country - particularly in Hollywood - entitled "Funny Thing Is, Britney is the Pitiful Parent". I recommend giving it a read. I totally agree with what the author had to say!

It's 2 freaking degrees outside right now (-17C), and due to get even colder later today and Friday! Dayum! Why can't you Canadians keep your cold ass air up there! *chuckle chuckle snort* (I know my Canadian friends won't take that personally)

Well peoples, that's all I have on my little mind for now so I guess I'll go. Ya'll have a great Thursday!

Yesterday sucked in a big way. It was one of those "I sure hope this day goes fast and gets over with" kind of days. One thing after another. After another. I sure hope this day proves to be MUCH better - for all of us. Happy Wednesday.

Two stories to share tonight - two stories which make me sick to my stomach. One is out of Colorado; one is about Coloradoans. Both of them proving once again that human beings can sometimes go lower than the lowest organism on the planet.

Take, for instance, the two Colorado FEMA workers indicted in Louisiana for a Katrina kickback scheme. Yes, ladies and gentlemen, there actually is scum out there pretending to be human, preying upon the weak, wounded and dependent. I hope they get put away for a long, LONG time!

Speaking of the weak, wounded and dependent, who is out there trying to make it better for them day in and day out? Goodwill is! So you tell me, what kind of person robs Goodwill and shoots the clerk?? What kind of lowlife robs from an organization trying to make life better for those who need it the most?? And then shoots the clerk on his way out! The lowest kind of lowlife, that's what kind. That woman was SO brave! If you listen to the 911 call, it's unbelievable how calm she is while trying to get help. Keep her in your prayers, okay?

Maybe while we're at it we should just pray for all humankind. When you see stories like those, you know we really need it!

I get bothered by a lot of things. In fact, I get downright angered by a lot of things! Most of the time I keep them to myself, but sometimes they get the best of me and I just have to holler a little. For instance (you must imagine me on my soapbox to get the full effect!):

This kind of thing makes me SICK! Sharon Stone was suing a plastic surgeon because he said he had given her a facelift?? Who the hell cares?! I'd wager a guess that 90% of the actresses in Hollywood have had work done, and it sure as hell doesn't affect them getting work!! Oh, but wait, she "prides herself on her natural beauty". Well isn't that special. I'm sure that if she has enough TALENT to get a part in a movie, the director won't give a flying whether she's had work done or not!! Geez! There are entire families living on the streets; people starving in our own country; something like 60% of our population living below the poverty level - and all she worries about is if everyone will believe she's had plastic surgery on her "naturally beautiful" face! Gimme a break! And get a clue!

And then there's this. Is this for real??? A "wrongful life" suit??? Yeah, okay, I can see where the doctor who purposely "misdiagnosed" a pregnant woman with rubella so that she wouldn't abort her fetus should maybe cough up some dough to help with the expenses she's endured, but to sue him for "allowing her to be born"? What?? Maybe malpractice, but "wrongful life"?? Damn. I don't even know what to say about that! It's just ..... wrong! On so many levels!

You know what else bothers me? Everybody else's trash! Why is it that I'm the ONLY one who can ever put anything away, or throw anything away? That really pisses me off! Is it really that hard to go to the trash can, open your hand and let the trash fall in?

I've also had my fill of people who profess to be friends but aren't. You know what I mean. The people who are your friends as long as you're there for THEM, but suddenly disappear when you're not? The ones who are takers, but never givers? And how 'bout the ones who just drop out of your life without a word, and won't even reciprocate when you reach out to them? What's THAT all about?? Oh well. Those kind of "friends" I can do without. Thank God I have a real friend (Hi Debbie!!) who has stuck with me through thick and thin, emailing and not emailing, talking and not talking. She knows me, and understands. Those kind of friends are few and far between!

Did I mention that I'm experiencing the unending joy of right now? Big shock, huh! Ohhhh my, I just love being a woman in her late 40s.

So Hubby calls me last night from Alliance, Nebraska, to tell me he lost his cell phone somewhere between here and Huntsman (wherever that is!) while getting on and off the train. Oh joy. As soon as Callie left for school this morning I was on the phone to our local Verizon store. I got their answering machine. (Did I mention I'm PMSing?? LOL) I tried back in a few minutes, reaching the salesman I usually deal with. Yay. I inusred Tony's phone because I KNEW this would happen, so the guy gives me the number to the insurance company. I have to call them, make a claim, and then they will send the new phone overnight. Cool, right? Yeah, right. I call the insurance company and get all that automated crap of course. So I push the proper numbers and blah blah blah, then get to this part where I must push 1 if I have a police report number. A police report number? For a lost phone??? So I hang up and call the guy at Verizon back. Again I get the answering machine! Hardly able to contain myself (did I mention I'm having PMS right now?), I sit down and wait a few minutes, then call back. Finally! I get him back on the phone. I tell him about the ridiculous insurance company and how they want a police report number, to which he replies, "oh yeah, they do usually want that." Gee, thanks for telling me that earlier!!!! So now I have to call the police department and get a stupid report number! Luckily, when I call I get a dispatcher who I know personally, so I don't have to be ultra friendly. LOL I explain to her what I need and how stupid I think it is, then she tells me she had to do the same thing when her son lost his phone, we both agree it's totally dumb, then she gives me my number. So then I called the insurance company back AGAIN, and FINALLY get the damn thing completed! I had such a huge feeling of relief that it left me exhausted. I'm going to go eat cookies.

I'm still here, and still alive, albeit barely. I have come to the conclusion that the poor Wicked Witch of the West suffered greatly when she melted after Dorothy poured the water on her. Why have I come to that conclusion, you ask? Because for the past 2 days it has been 110 degrees here, and 105 the 2 days before that! I believe I know what it feels like to melt. Oh yes I do! So, I have great empathy for the witch, even though she was wicked. ;)

How's the weather in your neck of the woods??

Merry post-Christmas, Everyone. :)

I've had to close comments on my blog for the time being. I have been getting tons and tons of nonsensical comment sp*am, and I just can't keep up with it. I had 144 this morning when I checked my mail, and another 40 or so by tonight. So, comments are OFF. You can still email me, and of course there's the zonkboard. Sorry 'bout this, folks. I guess some people aren't happy unless they're spoiling it for everyone.

You're all so great. :) Thank you so much for being so supportive and understanding! I wish I could meet each and every one of you for lunch or something. lol Wouldn't that be fun? :)

Hey, listen .... I've had something on my mind since Friday, and I just can't stop thinking about it. You'll probably think I'm strange for getting so miffed about something like this, but I can't help it -- it just really bugs me! Okay, allow me to preface this a bit:

I went to Mom's on Friday, and she had the television tuned to Oprah when I got there. I sat down and started watching it with her. The show was all about Oprah's 50th birthday and all the parties which were thrown in her honor. *gag* I couldn't believe my eyes! The amount of money spent on those parties was staggering! I mean .... thousands of people could have been helped with that amount of money! In my humble opinion, if Oprah is as philanthropic and deeply social-minded as she so fervently tries to portray herself as being, she would have told those people to give the money they were planning on spending for her birthday party to a worthy charity in her name, in honor of her 50th birthday. Geez, people, she's a WOMAN, not God! She needs to get over herself, and everyone else needs to stop "worshipping" her!

Cramps. From. Hell.

Ohhh man .... this is so not fair. Damn snakes and apples, anyway. Grrrrrr .....

Hey, everyone. :) How's it goin'? Are you glad it's Friday? ;)

The past couple of days have been busy for me. I took Mom to the Doc on Wednesday, and then spent half the day with her yesterday, too. It's always good to spend time with her because she and I never lack for anything to visit about, but it's also difficult spending time with her because she's always in so much pain and I can't do anything about it. Oh, for a magic wand!

My son finally opened up the other day and told me what was upsetting him. I, of course, cannot share his personal issues here, but I am glad he talked to me about them. It's so hard, as a parent, to watch your child go through pain you cannot make all better. Boo-boos used to be so much easier to fix when they were little. :(

There's been some upsetting and unsettling things happening within my extended family, as well. Once again I am not free to talk about them here since they are not directly mine. As with all the rest, I am unable to do anything to help make it better. *sigh* Sure makes a person feel totally helpless.

Now, on to the "biting" part ..... *wink*

What would you do if your 11 year old child came home from school and told you that the P.E. Coach won't let them get a drink during class, even when they've been running like crazy?! And what would you do if that same teacher made two boys do extra exercises because she caught them getting a drink when they finished running? She won't let her students go to the restroom, either. My daughter's zipper kind of broke during class and she asked to go to the bathroom, and the coach scoffed at her and said "No", so she had to turn around and try to get it fixed without the boys seeing. Well I know what I'm going to do! I'm calling that school in the morning and talking to the Principal!! Hell, I'll even threaten to sue her, the coach, the school AND the school district! Callie said she felt like she couldn't even breathe today after P.E. because her throat was so dry!

What the hell is wrong with that woman!

Oh this is great -- my throat is all scratchy and I'm coughing and can't stop! Grrrr! I took some DayQuil (the NyQuil was all gone), so hopefully that will help with this cough. Dammit anyway! I'm sick of being sick! *grumble grumble* I guess it's better now than on Christmas Day, eh? I'm sucking on Cold-Eaze, too, and I took a bunch of Vitamin C. Keep your fingers crossed that all of that helps kick this thing in the butt!

It's 12:30am ... I think I'll go try to sleep. Hope you all have a wonderful Sunday!

Thanks to all of you who left encouraging comments with regard to my saying NO last night, but .... well, I should have known better. "No" never works for me. I put myself through all that anxiety for nothing, and am ending up having to do what I said I couldn't do after all. Whatever. *shrug*

I don't know how communicative I'm going to be for a while. I'm feeling pretty overwhelmed right now. I've had more bouts of sobbing over the last week or so than I've had in years. I'm not in very good control of my emotions at the moment - or of my life, for that matter. However, I am not going to sit here and type out a bunch of whining and complaining; nor am I going to be all fakey cheery, either - I can't pull that off. But, if one of you discovers how to stop the world from spinning so fast or, as my friend Theo said recently, can direct me to the exit, be sure and let me know! I want to get off this ride.