Tuesday, July 31, 2007


I think think think my favorite little lop eared bunny is prego.
Either that or she is just getting SUPER fat.
She's drinking like a frickin fish and eating a lot.
I just don't know.
She hasn't started nesting or anything.
I gave her a box and she just knocks it over.
Someone! HELP!

I'm making it a Blockbuster night

Can you help me I'm bent..................

I have been ridiculously bored all day.
I don't see an end in sight.
Tonight I'm taking the munchkins to the mall to meet up with other munchkins and play while I talk to their Mommies ( my friends)
Randy, however, gets to go out with his B.F.F. and my Dad
I say Fuck it!
I'm going out tomorrow and I don't care who comes with me or where we go, k? Jenn? Jenna?
Someone, for the love of God - I'M BORED!

I do have a job interview in an hour...Maybe I should go get ready
I hate that I can never find a Effin' sitter.
I'm tired of always asking the same ppl
For some reason or another I've been listening to these songs like crazy

Ani DeFranco - Untouchable Face

Prince - I Could Never Take the Place Of Your Man

Incubus - I Miss You

Finger Eleven - Paralyzer

Papa Roach - Forever

Monday, July 30, 2007

Avoiding cleaning the house..........

For no reason at all

Just because he loves me.

I see blow jobs in the very near future

Workin' Girl......

I've wanted a part time job for awhile.

Something completely different then what I do on a full time basis.

No teenage girls screaming that they hate me, no hitting, no name calling.

Should be easy enough, right?

I have an interview tomorrow at Yankee Candle.

Total dream job for me.

No yelling, hitting, and I get to dress like a girl.

I'll probably put my whole check back into the store, but, whatever.
It isn't about the money.
Does anyone get what I'm saying?

My goal in life is to have a used book store that sells books and candles.

Saturday, July 28, 2007

Knockin up a Moo Cow

Oh, by the way, we are trying to do the whole getting knocked up thing. I mentioned it once.

The mission failed this month.

And now, because I'm a very selfish person, I want to wait until after my birthday in September ( the big 2-9)

Because, I want to get drunk with my friends and family and sing Karaoke.

Selfish, Selfish, SELFISH.

And I need to lose weight b/c my Grandpa, when we told him we were trying, said,

" Ann, " ( By the way, only my family can call me Ann), " Why would you do that? With as heavy as you are and all. I thought you said they told you to lose weight first?"

Nothing like your Gimmpy callin' you a cow to re inforce the weight watchers.

Motherfuckin Moooooo, ya'll

Mo Fo Moooooooooooooo

Got Milk?

Oh, come the fuck on!

Someone, for the love of all that is good and right, tell me what the hell the point of KIDZ BOP Cd's are?

They irritate the shit out of me.
Seriously, what exactlly is the point?

Even more so since I'm typing this, listening to the crap, and my 2 year old is bustin a move to Girlfriend.

Damnit all to hell

Tuesday, July 24, 2007

I tear my heart open..I sew myself shut. My weakness is that I care too much...

The Concert was awesome! Traffic however, not so much.
The amphitheater where it was held is about 15 minutes away from my house.
We left here at 2
Got there at 5:45 - Missing Fuel, and most of BuckCherry.
Fucking traffic.
Anyways, So Papa Roach came on and sang Broken Home and I started to tear up.
Get ready for a story:
When I was in High School I took Pottery my Sr. yr. It happened that the most popular guy in our class, Jaron, did too. We became quick friends and I always enjoyed hanging out with him. He was just one of those people that was easy to like. We would talk about going to parties and drinking kool-aide ( neither of us drank back then) Crazy random conversations that only we could pull off.
On my 22nd Birthday it just so happened that he was at the same bar as I was. We hung out, laughing about the kool-aide we used to drink, drinking our beers...singing karaoke ( Ran by Randy,and his 2 friends Justin and Brian).
Jaron was becoming obnoxious, and kept asking to sing Broken Home, which they didn't even have.
Anyways, long story short, Jaron fell asleep on his way home, crashed into a culvert, and died that night.
Broken Home will always be his song in my eyes.

It's funny how a song can bring up so many emotions. I have my own list that brings me to tears:
In my Daughters Eyes - because of my kids.

Broken- Because of Emma, the daughter we lost. I hope she didn't feel any pain.

Family Portrait - Because when I was young I used to pray that my parents would just get divorced and be done with the fighting- For my sanity and my brothers sake.

I'm sure I have more I just can't think of them right now.

What about you guys?

Friday, July 20, 2007

Counting down the hours....

Tomorrow, oh sweet tomorrow.

Tomorrow, accompanied by my hubby and my sister, I, little ol' me, will be attending

River Riot 2007!!!!


If you see me on the news, I'll be the oh so hot, yet chubby redhead rushing the stages when Hinder comes on.

That's all :o)

Now off to an 18 hours shit...oh, I ment shift

Tuesday, July 17, 2007

I don't make this stuff up

So, I had to go to Wal-Mart to get huge trash bags ( to re-trash the maggot infected nonsense in my fucking driveway) and as I was leaving I see a guy returning a large flat screen TV . I heard him say ( while he was arguing with the customer service lady no less) that he bought it on clearance. As he begins to get irate he turns around and I see he's wearing a shirt that says " I make stuff up".
Ummmmm, Duh.
Seriously? Couldn't he have wore a different shirt?!
And why yell at the poor customer service lady?!?!
People can really suck sometimes

Fucking Gross

My husband forgot to take the trash to the curb last week.

Raccoons attacked the trash bags a few days ago.

I got tired of the mess so I went and picked it up.

Let me tell ya, it was the most disgusting thing I have EVER done.

And I'm a CNA that worked hospice for 4 years.


All I can say is I quit when maggots were falling in my shoes.

My husband owes my ass big time.

Fucking gross.

And you are welcome for the picture :o)

I can't help that I'm so white and nerdy

I am now the proud owner of a Transformers T-shirt( via a present from my hubby)

So right now I'm proudly sporting it along with my Carebears watch.

Don't hate

Monday, July 16, 2007

On strike

Recently we found out I have Endimetrios. I don't really find it to be be too big of a deal, but I do want at least 1, if not 2, more babies. So, I told my hubby no more condoms.

True, it's sooner than we planned on trying, but if it's gonna take a while we might as well get to it, right?
We haven't had sex in 3 days.
Is it a strike?
We will see my friends, we will see.
If need be I will pull out all my womanly powers and MAKE IT HAPPEN!


Thursday, July 12, 2007

I got nothin'

Life is boring, kids.
I've got nothing to post about at all.

Friday, July 06, 2007

Amen to this!

Gotta love Postsecret.

It's not my secret, but I'll give it a Annie Amen!

Thursday, July 05, 2007

What up, Fools?

I was gone.


In the hospital.

Out now.

It's all good.

No worries.

So whats up with you guys?

Have you seen Transformers yet?

I went, halfheartedly, to appease my husband since he's been creaming his shorts about this Transformers nonsence since he was 5 years old.

I, too, am now a member of the geek squad.

I saw it and loved it.


I too, as my friend Amy says, am a "moron in disguise".

Oh, well. I married into this evil and it was time for it to take over.

I didn't have much of a chance to be honest.

Other than that, not much is going on, kids.

Life is good and gettin' back to normal.


Rock on