Cough, sniffle, pass the Kleenex.

Today marks the 8th day of this damn cold that I have. I'm sick of it. Last night I woke up so many times with a coughing fit and that's the first time I've actually had coughing fits this week. Otherwise it's just a stuffy head/nose and just plain feeling like crap.
A bunch of women & I were supposed to go to the Renaissance Festival today but I'm not going because of this and I don't think anyone else is going because it's supposed to rain all day. But still, it sucks. I said already on Friday that if this wasn't gone I wasn't going. Then Friday my ear started hurting! Ack. I hate it.
Luckily I seem to be the only one sick in the family. I added Vit. C pills to the girls' pill containers last weekend so they've been taking that all week with their other pills. Maybe that's helping them not get this, I don't know.

Some past favorites

Some favorite pictures from years ago..

My Max. Four years ago this November I had to put him to sleep. We went through a lot together... many memories and if that fur could talk! Many tears went into that fur over the years.

And my munchkins... when they were still innocent! :-) This has always been a favorite picture of mine.

Comments

Someone post a comment... it's like... nobody's reading. But I know you are - I can see you!

I love pictures. I love random pictures. I'll take pictures of just about anything that will stand still long enough to take a picture of.

The first one is Demon #2, my youngest. In some future post you'll see why that is so comical. You'll have to stick around to see what I mean. She shouldn't be drinking what she's drinking, so the look of being caught is priceless!
The other? That's my Jakey. He's a mama's boy. Really, he is. Although whats strange is we don't know if he's a he or not. See, a vet has to sex a snake and in the 13 years we've had him we've never bothered to get him sexed. If a vet doesn't know what they are doing it can be fatal. We don't want that. We love our Jake. Boy or girl.

And you know this isn't the end of today... I still have a lot of rambling to do, I just have too much to do this morning to continue for now.

Priceless

OJ fan or not, this is priceless.

CSI Tonight!

I've been waiting months for this!

Fundraisers

I HATE fund raisers. I don't want any freaky PTA member coming and slamming me on this, but take it from a Mom who is sick of them. Every September it's the same thing.. a few weeks into school and we are blasted with the famous catalog fund raiser filled with overpriced products that nobody really wants anyway. But to make our kids happy, we let them irritate friends and family with begging of buying these overpriced products that nobody really wants anyway. To get what? A cheesy little prize that I could get them at the dollar store. Gads. When Demon Spawn #1 & 2 were in Elementary school together I begged and pleaded with them to combine their fund raisers. I only won once. One year I threw the whole thing away and gave the PTA a twenty dollar bill.
Now I have the privilege of having one Demon in 6th grade, one in 7th. Different schools. I was happy last year that it was the last year of fund raising for Demon #1! Wrong. Stupid mom. This year we were happily given 3 fund raisers - by 3 different organizations - all within a week of each other. The dreaded catalog one for Elem. for Demon #2, selling magazine subscriptions for band (Demon #1 is in band) and the 3rd? Demon #1 is in Confirmation this year, so the church is doing their annual Pizza fund raiser. Great. Now we get to blast friends & family with not only the overpriced products that nobody really wants anyway, but add to it pizza and magazines. And you can't just buy from one, you know. Thats unfair.
Can't organizations pick a different time of year to do this stuff other than the same time everyone else is? It doesn't help that we've just spent hundreds of dollars getting the kids ready for school to begin with - clothes, supplies, money in their lunch accounts. Now we have to buy overpriced products that nobody really wants anyway. And try not to forget that the holiday giving season is right around the corner.

One of my biggest pet peeves

One thing you will read a lot about on here is my stand on BSL (Breed Specific Legislation). Now some people will argue that it's not real, that the government is not trying to pass a law banning breeds. Well, that may be so at the highest levels, but more and more communities are doing this and it's just downright ignorant.
A friend of mine posted a story last week at the forums. One of the quotes in the story was "If anybody out there -- a gang-banger, a drug dealer -- if they want to sic a dog on us, we'll kill them. I mean, boom. We don't sit around and ask questions." Read that closely. Read it again. Do you see what it says? It should be a truthful statement, but it's not. If anybody.... they want to sic a dog... we'll kill them. Get it? Thats the way it should be - go after the OWNERS of the dogs.
Now, mind you, I'm not a fan of Pit Bulls, but it's not because of the bad rap they've gotten. I just don't find them attractive. Although I have seen some that would melt anyones heart! Remember years ago when the Doberman was the breed that everyone hated? What happened there? Now they are lovable family dogs. Go figure.
I personally am more leery of small dogs than I am large ones. They are intimidated by people and have to protect themselves. But you know you never hear of that poodle mauling in the news...
So yep. You'll hear about me bitching from time to time about this subject. I even have a section in my store just for pets and a lot of it is directly about this subject!

It's a Thursday morning

I'm still fighting to get over this cold. Someone pass me some good unstuffy meds. NyQuil knocked me out like a light last night, but it didn't cure my cold. I'm sick of being sick!

Saw this picture on Yahoo when I woke up.
Kind of a freakish looking thing, isn't it?

Nothing like making your mind work overtime so early in the morning.

It's so... um...

Empty? I look at this blog thing and it's bare. I really need to say something, but I don't want to sound like I can't ever shut up. Although, those who know me, know better.
I'm wasting time waiting for Demon Spawn #1 to call and let me know that I have to take my 4th drive to church tonight. Dropped Demon Spawn #2 off at Choir at 6:00, #2 off at Confirmation Classes at 6:30 then back at 7:00 to pick back up #2. Sad thing is... church is only 4 blocks away. Why am I wasting gas to deliver them? They should walk their asses to and from. Geesh. Maybe next week I'll make them hoof it.

Yeah right. Nice try.

In other news not related to me, this woman had a 17 pound baby. Ouch. I would have called her a liar if it didn't say it was by c-section. I think after that one, I'd quit.

My friends are nuts

So I have great friends. Few, but great. They are all a little wacked out in some form or another.

Love made me do this.

The Day After

It's the day after the end of my life. I have officially become the mother of a teenager. At 8:00 last night to be exact. The 1st demon spawn I gave birth to became 13. This is the end of my life, right? Now I must give more freedom... wait, no I don't. I can lock her up in the basement, can't I? Please tell me I can.
The demon spawn told me a few weeks ago that she's excited about her first dance coming up. 7th grade is so grown up, ya know. Why is she excited? Because she wants to have her first kiss. HER WHAT? Um, no. Put on the breaks... she doesn't even have a boyfriend yet. Good God, help me and pass the Prozac.