As if I didn't know...
Topic: Quizes




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Stereotype Are You? quiz.

*cough*cough* He's sick - we think...
Well, about the only news I have has to do with N and his mysterious illness. He went to the Dr. She was pretty puzzled about what was going on because he doesn't have any other symtoms. She does know WHAT'S causing the pain, just not why. It's his Thyroid. It's swollen, painful, and causing his swollowing issues. But, he hasn't gained or lost weight, isn't running a feaver, no aches or pains, just the sore throat. So she's running some test and we'll know more later.

Last night was really quiet. N came home and after dinner went right to sleep. I've done rather well with keeping up my resolutions. I'm trying to train myself so when I'm in a room I look for something I can pick up or put away while I'm in there. It's actually kind of satisfying feeling. I also did the dishes last night and waking up this morning with dishes to make breakfast with was a really nice change! I may get used to this... heh.. RIGHT. but I can keep trying.

In other news - Um, I don't have other news! Imagine that!

Yeah, I'm Bragging
I just wanted to share what has to be the best picture I've taken in my entire life.

Yeah, it's Monday
The weekend was pretty uneventful, and rather relaxing. However, I did come to the concusion that I need to make a few changes in my life.

1) I need to get a handle on my messyness. To often I rush around with blinders on blithfully unaware of the total distruction I leave behind. So my new goal is to leave the room cleaner then when I found it. My other resolution? Do the dishes every other day - who cares who's turn it is!? If someone else does them great, otherwise I know they are getting done every other day, and that they arn't going to build into the leaning tower of doom!

2) I am going to get a handle on my eating and work on my weight - but that's a subject for my other blog.

3) There was somthing else, I know it, but I can't remember it right now. No wonder I never follow through on my resolutions!

Other then that, my only other news is that I'm worried. Almost sick with worry. On Sunday N started mentioning that his throat hurt. But it wasn't a 'normal' sore throat. It was down around his adams apple. Nothing else hurts, and other then that one thing he feels perfectly healthy. This morning he woke up, and when I asked how he felt he said, "It feels like I've been kicked in the throat."

ACK! He said he's going to call the Dr today and make an appointment, and that statement alone is enough to really freek me out. Since I've known him he's only gone to the Dr - once? So to have him not only go, but to volinteer to do so. Scarey. So scarey in fact, I had a nightmare this morning. I love this man SO MUCH. I would rather be sick myself then see him suffer :(

So, that's it for now - Happy Monday to ya.

Witness a Fairytail 'Happy Ending'
I completely forgot I wanted to share this until now!

I have a story to tell, and I'm not quite sure where to start. So, I'll start in the middle..

My mom is currently working on getting her master's degree. In doing so she travels to the University of Wyoming several weekends a month. While on these trips she's made friends with a woman who has spoken a few times about her concerns about her daughter. It seems her daughter who has just graduated high school is dating this `older guy' (24 year old) who, while does not beat her or anything terrible like that, does mooch off her, refuse to get a job, tears down her self esteem and in every other way makes himself a mother's worse nightmare for her daughter.

Last month this woman started once again to voice her concerns about her daughter and this destructive relationship. While doing so she mentioned a few additional `details' about this man. Like the fact that he's been in jail, for drugs, and that his mother is currently in prison, for drugs. My mother, being the intuitive and perceptive person that she is, got a chill. Then she asked `the question.' "Is his name Dumbshit*? Dumbshit Asshat?"

"Yes, it is!? How did you know that?"

Mom said they both got goose bumps at that moment. She went on to ask a few more questions about him before she dropped `the bomb'.

"Has he ever mentioned his son?"

The woman was obviously stunned, and managed to stutter out.. "N, n, no!"

My mom then pulled out her `Grandma's brag book' and proceeded to show the woman picture after picture of a little copy of her daughter's boyfriend. Needless to say when the woman asked if she could take one of the pictures home, my mom gave it to her with no qualms.

You see, Dumbshit Asshat was my sister's first boyfriend. They met while she was in high school, and as is wont to happen, she got pregnant. She went through the pregnancy with little to no help or support from Dumbshit. In fact, he was SUCH a help that when asked to list the father on the birth certificate she put `unknown'. After my little nephew was born they `tried' off an on to live together. He was great at lounging around the house, but not if it meant watching the baby while my sister worked. Get a job!? Are you kidding?

I'm not sure how long she tried to work things out, I just know that if was six months it was six months too long. She finally threw him out, and he's never asked to see her or the baby again. That was (about) three years ago. My sister ended up spending a few years with another loser, but that's another story. Currently, she's dating a REALLY nice guy, and the whole family couldn't be happier for her.

As for the woman and her daughter? Well the woman took the picture home and showed it to her daughter. The girl immediately knew who's baby THAT was, and wrote Dumbshit a `Dear John' letter and left it on his car. He tried contacting her for a few weeks, and she hasn't heard anything from him since. Another young soul saved. All because my mom was talking a class in Laramie.

*Name changed though I have no reason to protect the little fucker.

My Thursday Part II
Mood:  on fire
I ended up getting home at about 10:00pm. As soon as I got home I gave N a HUGE kiss. He was so glad to see me, he immediately turned off the computer. For some reason I wandered into the kitchen, and that's when I spotted it... the cell phone bill!

I snatched that thing up and immediately started looking through it. There they were, exactly what I had hoped, phone calls! At least 50 of them, starting minutes after my phone had been stolen! `We've got him!" I kept thinking. I rounded on N, excitement pumping through my body. "I can't WAIT until tomorrow! I'm going to call everyone of these numbers. I'm going to tell these people what a LOWLIFE friend they have and let them know that their number has been turned over to the police."

"What? Why do that? Why not just turn them over to the police?" N was startled by my veomus I suppose. I'm usually pretty low key, and rarely get passionate about things. (outside of him of course)

"BAH! As if the police will DO anything." I scoffed.

It went on like that for a while before N finally frustrated said. "I can't BELIEVE you! It our first night alone in what seems like a MONTH and all you can do is rant about some stupid phone bill and the looser who stole your phone?"

To say I was properly chagrined is an understatement. I apologized, groveled even. But he refused to be mollified.

We sat silently for a moment before he told me about his evening. How he had called the cell phone company and they refused to work with him in getting me a phone. How he had looked up other companies and threatened to switch, and how they had basically told him. "Switch"

"What does this other plan look like?"

So he started to explain it to me, the minutes, etc. He doesn't even finish before I start going.

"Nope, it won't work, I don't like it!" when I realized what I had done I added "Well! It might I'll just have to add up our minutes..."

But it was too late. "Don't bother. You would rather just shoot me down. You seem to do that a lot lately.."

Strike TWO! BAH

Needless to say I spent some time apologizing AGAIN. I did ask him to tell me when I had shot him down before, and he couldn't think of any time. So perhaps SOME of this was him overeating, but I really had just JUMPED on switching as a bad idea. He ended up showing me the plan and before long was accepting my apologetic kisses. Of course those turned into sweet kisses and those into passionate kisses, and before long we were both apologizing profusely, on the couch, in the shower, on the bed...

All is well as of this morning, even though he DID make me promise NOT to call any of these numbers. Ah, but he didn't say that SOMEONE ELSE couldn't...

My Thursday Part 1
Mood:  bright
M had a game at 5:00, needed to be there by 4:00 which meant leaving the house at 2:00. So I took the day off work. After posting yesterday, I layed back down and ended up sleeping until 12:00! I guess I was tired. I puttered around for a while getting ready and then got M up. When I woke him up he was really bummed at how late it was. I guess he wanted me to help him work on his game a bit more.

He showed me the progress he had made on his game I'm REALLY impressed!

Just as we were walking out the door the phone rang. It was Richard.

Richard: What time is M____'s game?
Me: 5:00, actually we're leaving right now.
R: Oh. Well is he going to play?
Me: As far as I know...
R: Well with him missing so many practices and all...
Me: I really don't know. His last practice he was in center field the entire time.
R: Well they charge to get in to watch the games at this tourniment and I don't want to pay to watch a game* where he sits the bench the whole time!
Me: Do you want me to call you as the game starts and let you know?
R: No, I'll just stand at the fence and if he starts I'll come inside.

* Yes they charge, two WHOLE dollars!

So, we loaded up the car and got on the road. I told M his Dad had called and that he was concerned that M wouldn't be playing today.

M: Why wouldn't I play?
Me: Because you missed practices.
M: So! Other kids have missed more practices then that and THEY still get to play.
Me: Yeah, I really think you're Dad was just letting me know he was upset with me.
M: Why? it wasn't your fault. Grandma's car was in the shop that one night, I was sick the other day, and on Tuesday you had to work late!
Me: Yeah, but your dad wanted you to stay in M_____ remember?
M: Yeah
Me: And if you had stayed in M_____ you woudn't have missed some of those days.
M: *shrugs* I guess so
Me: So then it IS my fault, kind of
M: But I WANTED to stay with you!
Me: I know bud, and I'm glad you did!

There are two routs I can take from my house to MonkeyTown where M's game was. One is shorter, bigger freeways, but is likely to be backed up during rush hour. The other is longer, small back roads and is only back up in the case of a major accident. Being it was early afternoon I figured we would be safe taking the shorter rout.

I was wrong! First there was an accendent, then when we got to UNpleasentville traffic was all backed up like it was 6:00pm! And it continued all the way to Monkeytown. We got to the game at 4:50...

I let M out at the gate and then drove around until I found a parking spot. When I finally payed and got a seat they were already taking the field, and M wasn't in centerfield. About that time M walked over to ask if I could get him a water and I said. "Sorry bud, I guess I blew it for you..."

He just grinned and shook his head. "It's not your fault" he said before ducking quickly back into the dugout.

Halfway through the first inning, the phone rings again. It was Richard.

Richard: Have they started?
Me: Yeah, It's the bottom of the first and they are losing already two to nothing. M____ isn't playing yet. But then it took us almost three hours to get here, traffic was TERRIBLE.
R: I know, I've been trying to get around it all afternoon. I think I'm just going to go home, if you don't mind dropping the kids off at J___'s (his fiance') house
M: No problem

I let M know he dad wouldn't be there, and he seemed really unconcerned. We finished out the game. M went in in the fifth inning, made two great plays in center, and was robbed of a hit by a NICE play by the short stop. They lost.

On the way to drop the kids off M mentioned "I would have started the game, but I didn't because I was late"

"I'm sorry..."

"It wasn't YOUR fault, it was just the stupid traffic!"

It was really really hard to tell them goodbye. M probably won't make it the next time it's 'my' weekend because he has another tourniment, but he's made it clear he wants to come and stay again. Probably for another week at least. As soon as the season is over - I can't Wait!

Am I Blue?
Mood:  hug me
M and S go home today. I've had an incredable whirl-wind (almost) two weeks, and today it ends. Admittedly there is a small part of me that's going to be relieved. No more coming home to: Mom, MOM, MOM!, MOM!! can you...?, will you...?, I need you... But I know a larger part will be thinking, no more coming home to: Mom, MOM, MOM!, MOM!! can you...?, will you...?, I need you...

On Tuesday we introducted M to KoL and he LOVED it. That fact that he had to READ it didn't bother him at all. For those of you who don't know, you get a limited number of turns in a day. When those ran out M was (of course) wanting to play more. Then he got an idea. He was going to create his OWN version of KoL. So, I dug out some HTML tutorial books I had stashed away and got him started.

You've never seen a kid take to something so fully! He was reading, typing, experimenting, asking me questions practically BEGGING me to help him learn more! When he hit a wall on the web design side. (Yeah - I don't think he's going to create KoL in a day) He started drawing the pictures, creating charaters, writing the story line. Sure, it's only been two days, but it's been two days of one content, happy and FOCUSED kid. And we've had a lot of bonding time as well.

My youngest. Well, I really don't know what to do about her. For several years she's was the only one of my three kids who came over regularly. I have no doubt that she thourally enjoyed being the 'only child' during that time period. Now coming to my house is probably a lot like staying home. There's siblings to fight with, attention to be begged for and worse, she's fighting with my fiance'. Constantly! I think it has something to do with the fact that they are both the youngest child. I don't know. Sheesh, it seems like only yesterday that I was bragging about them playing games together in the front room and today I want to just send them both to thier rooms for a time out! The worse part is that N is just as guilty as she is! He fights with her, argues with her, gets in pissing matches with her and it gets so bad that I just want to go "Wait! Who's the ten year old here!?"

We talked about it last night. In truth, I don't get along with his son either, but I really really try to hid it, and I do my best to bite my tounge when IB is here. N, though, doesn't seem to hold back. I don't think we came up with a solution, but at least it's out in the open and we can work on it.

So, tonight is the first night in at least three weeks that we've been alone together. I probably won't get home until about 9:00pm (M has a game) but I can assure you, we're going to take advantage of this 'quiet time' alone!

Ok, maybe not so quiet....

Yeah, I know this post is kind of disjointed and rambling - I've got some things going through my head that have been difficult to put on paper. Pride in my son, joy in his recent acceptance of N, Me and our relationship, thrill at how easily he's fit into our home and how eager he always seems to come back, frustration and irritation at the ongoing battle between N and S, sadness at how dejected she's seemed everytime I've had to send her to bed because she's NOT a night person and she gets so BITCHY that even _I_ can't stand her, sorrow that I've had to SOMETHING that's kept me late every night this week so that HER visit time has been limited. (due to having to send her to bed early). Too many conflicting emotions, I think I'll go back to bed!

Still more then you ever wanted to know...
Stolen from Zoot

FIRSTS
First job: Housekeeper at a Holiday Inn - Man the stories, remind me to tell them sometime.
First screen name: TheMrs (I was married and proud of it, what can I say? It later changed to Minx... you figure it out)
First self-purchased CD: CD? Don't remember. The first tape I ever bought was Tears for Fears
First piercing/tattoo: Piercing? Ears, and nose, though the nose has closed up Tatoo? Na, though I toy with the idea sometimes
First true love: `Shark'
First enemy: Todd & Todd in the second Grade - MAN I would LOVE to meet those guys again now. You KNOW that somewhere in their hearts they HAVE to feel guilt over the terror they put me through (yes they would catch me after school and try to beat me up)
LASTS
Last big car ride: To Wyoming to see my mom July last year.
Last kiss: This morning
Last library book checked out: Couldn't tell you it was probably in high school. I buy books now... last book I bought? Elf Blood by Mercedes Lackey
Last movie seen: Chicago also watched Love Actually the same night
Last beverage drank: Diet Pepsi
Last food consumed: Atkins Bar
Last phone call: Voice Mail
Last CD played: Jack Johnson - Brushfire Fairytails
Last annoyance: ummm... my ex?
Last pop drank: Diet Pepsi
Last ice cream eaten: Tin Roof Sunday (my mom's choice NOT mine)
Last time scolded: does my review at lunch today count?
Last shirt worn: white long sleeved button down blouse...typical work faire
I...
I am: basically happy
I want: to continue to be happy
I have: the BEST fiance
I wish: I could see my kids more
I hate: mean people (I know it sounds clich? but it's true)
I fear: that one day my fiance' will tire of me and leave
I hear: eh? really crappy music at the moment... can't think of anything else to put here
I search: for a new job
I wonder: If I will EVER be my ideal weight
I regret: Almost everything about the year after separating with my ex
I love: My fianc? and my children
I always: manage to goof SOMETHING up
I am not: a bad mother
I dance: like a black woman, like a solid gold dancer (or so I was told by two different partners on two different occasions)
I sing: Very Very well
I cry: not often enough
YES or NO:
You keep a diary: um.. hello!?
You like to cook: YES!
You have a secret you have not shared with anyone: I don't think there is anything that I haven't told SOMEONE, but I don't think there is any one person who knows ALL my secrets
DO YOU...?
Have a crush: currently? No - Though I'm IN love with my fianc? as well as love him
Want to get married: Yeah
Get motion sickness: Sometimes
You're a health freak: I try to be from time to time
Current hair color: `Current' I love that! Ahem... It's reddish blond
Eye color: Blue
Birthplace: Germany
FAVORITES
Number: 13
Color: Purple
Day: Saturday
Month: *shrug* December I guess because I love EVERYTHING that goes with Christmas
Songs: Can't pick one
Season: Summer
Drink: Diet Pepsi
Alcohol: Vodka in almost any form
PREFERENCES
Cuddle or make out: Depends on my mood
Chocolate milk or hot chocolate: Neither!
Milk, dark, or white chocolate: Depends on my mood
Vanilla or chocolate: Depends on my mood
IN THE LAST 24 HRS, HAVE YOU...
Cried? No
Helped someone? Yes
Bought something? Does food count?
Gotten sick? No
Gone to the movies? No
Said 'I love you'?: YES
Written a real letter: No
Talked to an ex?: Thank GOD no
Missed an ex?: Are you freeking kidding!?
Written in a journal?: again I say HeL-Lo!
Had a serious talk?: Does my annual review count?
Missed someone? Yes
Hugged someone? YES

I almost forgot:

In case you haven't read back that far, M is 13. He's this quiet kid 95% of the time because he thinks a lot. He's also REALLY athletic, he plays baseball, soccer and just about anything else he puts his mind to.

So, last night we were in the car and he started talking... and maybe I'm just nieve, but the stuff he was talking about didn't seem to be the sorts of things that a 13 year old BOY would normally think about. I mean, aren't they supposed to only be thinking about cars and sex?

Anyway, I can't really remember where it came from, but he made the comment "When you think about it, almost everything comes from plants. Like milk, it comes from cows who eat grass..."

I laughed about that and said, "Yeah, even oil comes from dinosaurs who ate plants..."

He nodded and then got quiet for a second before saying. "When I get older I want to create a car that doesn't use gas, and doesn't pollute."

This lead to a discussion of the Hydrogen car, and his idea of a turbine powered by water that would then power the car... And then a discussion of purpetual motion, and friction... THEN he said.. "What about magnents? When you push them together and they push back... if you could turn THAT power into something - make them rotate, there wouldn't be any friction because they don't touch..."

MY SON is a GENIOUS and will do something that will change the world.. I just KNOW it!

Other topics of the night: Economics, Supply and Demand, Inflation, why sports figures are payed so much money, the effects of TV on sports...

The thing I love the best about talking to him is that he's not afraid to tell you if he doesn't understand something, and he's ready and willing to listen to an explination.

All right, that's enough of MY bragging... I'll stop now.