Destined

Do you ever have that feeling you are destined to end up somewhere? Or with something? I have.

Years ago through my work I came to spend a lot of time in a horrible house. One where 2 of my clients lived. This house was so gross, that it was the main reason I transferred to a different home and client.

One year later, my former clients were moved out of said house, only for my current client to move in. Seriously??? There was a part of me that became convinced that in a few--or several---years my then husband (now still-hopefully-soon-to-be-ex) would put me in the car, put a blindfold on me, drive to this awful house and say: "Surprise!!! This is our new home!!". I'm still not convinced that down the road I won't meet someone who will surprise me with this house!

In addition, I have to say, I have always hates white cars. I'm not sure what the turnoff really is--- I just know I never wanted one. Then I ended up with a white van. For over 3 years! Don't get me wrong, I loved having the van, I just really--- no, REALLY--- hated the color. This week, my van died. I was sad, it has been dependable
For the short time I had it, and the space in it has been wonderful! I have had several people on the look out for me this week for a cheap and reliable second hand car. Everyone that has found one has stated that the car in question was white. Arghh! Am I destined for a white car as well as the horrible house? Does everyone share my aversion to white vehicles and therefore are trying to get rid of theirs?? Maybe.....

There is good news. While I still carry the thought I might end up with that terrible house (can't say enough how terrible it was) and a white vehicle~ it's not today!! I have a very nice house (if old and in need of some tlc) and and as of Friday, though I can't pick it up till Monday or Tuesday I am the owner of a RED car !!!!!!!! Yeah! While red is not my go to color for a car-- it's still a very nice shade of red and looks good. And best if all? It's not WHITE! Heck, I'd have been happy with pink, and that's saying something- as anyone who knows me knows I hate pink. But then again, pink is not white. Either way, I am very happy with the color. I am living in the present so I won't worry about my future home or vehicle for now. Enjoy your day.

***the feelings of white vehicles and their owners were not intended to be hurt. I recognize that some people like that color vehicle and that's a personal choice. Do what's right for you. And white vehicles everywhere- you are good enough, you just belong with an owner that can appreciate the wonder that is white.).

Funny story

I know I had a funny story to tell you, but due to recent events I forgot. Sorry, I'll keep you updated on my memory problems, and if I remember my funny story I'll post it then.

Till then........... Carry On..............

Naughty and nice?

It's been a while since my last post. For those who know, there hasn't been a lot of humor in my life for a while now. However, that's not why we're here.

Naughty and nice, what could I mean you ask? Well this is the time for the warning.

*********WARNING**********

***this post contains too much information for most peoples comfort level. If this sounds like you, leave this post NOW***

Still here? Ok, but don't blame me when you can't rewind time and forget you read this......

I made homemade gifts for friends and family this year. From scarves, to homemade vanilla extract to ornaments. My favorite present was the homemade sugar body scrubs. They are so wonderful that I made enough for me as well. I use it every night on my elbows, knees and feet. A co-worker told me she uses hers in the sauna, rubbing in over her whole body. Monday night I decided it would be a great idea to exfoliate and moisturize my whole body.

What I was not expecting (I don't know why) was that it is quite stimulating in the nipple area. So there I was surprised (ok, I admit it, pleasantly so) and a little frustrated there was no one there to share the experience with. Then I woke up the next morning with overly sensitive nipples, and the next day, and the next. I don't even remember using a lot of it.

So what have I learned? Sugar scrubs are a wonderful addition to my shower routine as my elbows and feet have never felt so smooth. I also now know that it can be a great addition to foreplay. If you decide to try it, I suggest that a little goes a LONG way. So yes, it's a little naughty and a lot nice......

I will never break the law.

Yup, you heard right.  I will never break the law.  no way, no how....

Now, you might think it is because I choose to be a law abiding citizen, and you would be right.  You might also think it is because I have a strong sense of right and wrong, and you would be right.  You might even think it is because I have had enough Karma come back to bite me in the butt, and again, you would be right.

But, this is not the real reason I will never break the law.  Want to know the real reason?

Strip search.  Yes the thought of a strip search keeps me on the straight and narrow path.  And lets face it, who would want to see this naked?  I mean, a cute guy who can overlook a lot, with very dim or non-existent lighting is one thing.  But let's all remember.......florescent lighting is no one's friend.  Especially an over-weight middle aged woman.

Besides, I think I'm doing a public service.  Think of all the female officers who are so thankful they don't have to search this body.  Yup, I should get an award, or a plaque or something..............

You're welcome.

Update

She's still alive! If a little blurry.  I hope this is the continuing trend with Sophie.  My son is still enchanted by her, although does not like the feel of her tiny little claws on his bare skin.

We are fortunate enough to have a wonderful case manager working with us.  We explained that Sophie doesn't have a lot of room in her little cage.  She offered up one of her old cages for us to use.  I was so excited, it is more than double Sophie's cage.  It was delivered yesterday morning.  My son went to school, I cleaned the cage and then a quick trip to the Dr's again, yuck!

I promised my son he could help me set up the new cage when I got home from work. 1/2 an hour before bed time.  The plans were made, the cage was clean.  Sophie is moving up in the world to a deluxe apartment in the sky!  Things are looking good.

I come home from work, son gets out of bath, Sophie goes into exercise ball.  We set to work taking apart the old cage and setting up the new.

This is the new cage.  Can you guess what the problem was?

Sophie is transferred to her new home.  Oh what joy, what rapture.  She quickly ran around smelling everything and getting used to the cage.  Then it happened......  she squeezed out between the bars.  What a stinker!

Into the hamster ball she went, replaced everything in the old cage, with a few changes in placements.  Voila, Sophie in her old home again.  Well, we can always try again when I have the money to upgrade her.  Sorry I took the dream away Sophie, but at least you're still alive.  And isn't that all that really matters?

Sophie back in her old studio apartment.

She ran on her wheel for 2 hours after coming home.  I think she was depressed about not getting the new pad. (although most of that is probably due to the fact that she can't escape from her current home)

What have I done?????

So, I think you have all heard from a previous post that I bought my son a hamster.  What have I done? 
I know, doesn't sound that bad right?  Some people don't like rodents in their house, even cute cuddly ones like Sophie. It isn't that.  She is adjusting quite nicely into our home.  She is getting used to us.  She doesn't bite me anymore, as long as I talk quietly to her before trying to pick her up, and we have an agreement: I will leave her alone in the morning (NOT a morning hamster) and she won't be a bitch. (excuse my language there)

Why am I panicking then?  I'm afraid I will kill her.  Don't worry, I'm not planning to kill anyone or anything. (hopefully-soon-to-be-ex can rest better knowing that) The problem comes from my track record.  Every plant I have ever brought into this house has died.  My garden failed miserably.  Both times.  With lots of advise from successful gardeners........  Ok, so we're talking plants, why the panic?

Then I started killing fish.  Again, not on purpose.  It was so sad to see each one of them go.  Yes, we are unlucky with fish.  There was Stacy, Phineas, Ferb, Candice, (can you tell we like Phineas and Ferb in this house?) Perry, Doofenshmirtz, and the latest casualty is Squishy, yes, I love Nemo too.

Love this picture with the reflection on top

I have heard from many people that beta fish are so easy.  People have told me that you don't have to change their water and clean their tanks for a month or more at a time, and they can go up to 3 weeks without being fed.  Really?  These people have been very successful with caring for fish.  I thought they were cruel to go without feeding their fish for 3 weeks.  I thought I was being a more responsible fish owner by doing what was recommended for them.  I guess I was wrong.  Cause mine die.  I am responsible for killing 7 beautiful fish.  We still have Princess, we'll see how long she lasts.

Is it any wonder that with this newest death I am worried for the life and safety of Sophie?  I keep trying to get bigger living entities to take care of and they keep dying on me.  Guess it won't ever be in the cards to get a dog.  I solemnly swear to do everything in my power to make Sophie happy and keep her healthy.  However, I cannot guarantee that it will do any good.  If she doesn't live a full and long hamster life I also promise to never get another animal.  I don't think my psyche can handle more death at my hands.

I'm praying for you Sophie, I really am.

She's too cute to die.......

Live damn you, live!!! 

I need your help

I know this isn't the typical funny ( maybe funny-ish) post I typically post here but as most people who know me will realize, I don't ask for help.  Even when I need it.  However, this is not for me.  This blog is about a little boy named Jeffrey.  He is 3 years old and has a very very serious type of leukemia.  He has been struggling with it for 6 months and is very sick.  He is also a VERY brave little boy.

His mom and dad struggled to have a child, they were blessed with this little boy, now three years later he is fighting for his life.  He doesn't want much, but he loves receiving cards and post cards.  I am asking if anyone would be willing/able to send him a card to make him smile.

This is a picture of Jeffrey before he lost his hair (right before Thanksgiving)  Isn't he cute?

He loves dogs, elephants and giraffes.  They are living at his grandparents house right now, as their house is under construction and he can't be around the dust etc.....

This is the card I made him as well as a giraffe and elephant I had already made.  They are on their way as we speak.  Hoping to make him smile.

I'm not asking people to send gifts, that was my own choice.  But if you could find it in your heart and wallet to send a simple little card or post card, you would make a sick little boy very happy, and me as well.  Thank you and God Bless.

Jeffrey Davis
444 Cape Road
Hollis Maine 04042