Thursday, February 19, 2009

Out of the Mouths of Babes

“My mom watches PLAYBOY”

Ummm, that’s not exactly the kind of information that I like my daughter to be sharing with anybody… ESPECIALLY not her teacher. And what was my surprise when she came home telling me that she told her teacher that!
Why did you tell your teacher that?
Because you do!
Aaaaaaah! I could not believe her. There was no way in hell that she actually told her teacher that, right?
Because she did!
Of course she did…
Why wouldn’t she?
(shaking my head here full of embarrassment, looking down, hands covering my eyes & most of my face)

My first thought was Oh no she didn’t.
But sadly enough, Oh yes she did.
And that my friends just goes to show you and reiterate the point that I am SuperMom……….. NOT!
There’s no doubt in my mind that that’s definitely what her teacher’s thinking. That I’m a bad, bad mother. I’m sure she went home & told her husband all about me. I can just hear her now… “That poor, poor child. Not only does her mother watch Playboy, she can’t keep it to herself. Her daughter knows all about it… Poor thing, she must be addicted. She probably doesn’t get much action with her husband that she had to resort to porn.” LOL!

I can just imagine all the things she must be thinking! It’s funny & embarrassing to even think about it!
Funny because it is soooo not true! Yet embarassing because she must surely think it is!
Oh my Lord… How will I ever see her in the eyes again? Haha, will she look me in the eyes? After all, she’s probably just as embarrassed that she ‘knows’ about my little secret!

And let’s just set the record straight here people.
I do NOT watch porn.
I am NOT addicted.
And I DO get lots & lots of action from my gorgeous hubby (thank you very much!)
(t.m.i. Yeah, I know, but I gotta set the record straight here)

What my sweet, precious, loud-mouth daughter was referring to was Playboy’s “The Girls Next Door”. Now that show I do watch every once in a while, definitely not to be confused with the Playboy channel… but I’m sure that’s not what the teacher imagined! From now on I’m sure she’ll be referring to as the ‘Mom who watches Playboy channel & her daughter knows all about it, and now I do too’

Yup, that’s me!

Wednesday, February 18, 2009

What are your Pet Peeves?

As a child, never would I have imagined myself becoming one of those adults that had any Pet Peeves. PET PEEVES… what in the world is that? And why do I have them? Well, I guess the older you get the easier it is to get annoyed, lol. So to me, a pet peeve is just something that annoys the crap out of you and you just can’t help it! Like your kids, hahahaha…. Actually, no. Kids don’t fall under that category. At least not your own. And if they do, shame on you!
Anyways, guess what? I am now officially one of those adults that say, “Do you know what my Pet Peeve is?” Yup, that’s me now!

So, do you know what my pet peeve is? (and I just figured this out while on my way home from work last night)
Well, here it goes…
I HATE it when people don’t move out of the way when an ambulance or fire truck is right behind them WITH their lights and sirens on.

Yes, something as trivial as that just annoys the crap out of me!!!. I mean, we’re all adults here in our own merry little world. And that’s completely fine. You’re driving. I’m driving. We’re sharing the road. No problem! But then, lo and behold, you see am ambulance come up behind you WITH lights & sirens on. I would like to think that if you’re smart enough to operate a motor vehicle, you would be smart enough to know what to do. WTH is there not to understand!?!? Lights and sirens people, MOVE OUT OF THE WAY… IMMEDIATELY! It’s a s simple as that.

What in your sweet, precious life could be so important that you can’t move to the side of the road for 30 frieking seconds to let this EMERGENCY vehicle pass you by? What? Seriously, somebody life is at risk here. You getting to wherever the heck you need to get to 30 seconds late will NOT make a difference, believe me. But the ambulance or fire truck trying to get by you… that’s another story. Now, because you think you’re so important & you get road rage even w/these vehicles & are adamant about not letting them pass you by, they arrive on the scene 30 seconds late because of your dumb ass not moving out of the way + add 30 more seconds because another moron wouldn’t move either, and then another & another… well that very well could be the difference between life and death for whoever it is that they’re trying to get to. Just 4 idiots not getting out of the way equals at least a 2 minute delay, which can most definitely mean the difference to getting to a burning victim right before the roof collapses, or before they pass out from smoke inhalation. Those 2 minutes can definitely save a choking child’s life who will be getting CPR 2 minutes later because an idiot didn’t want to move to the side. There are millions of scenarios you could think of… and yes, they’re not always life and death, but they surely are emergency situations. They have their lights and sirens on for a reason. So just move will ya?!?!

And I had no idea how strongly I felt about this. Here I am pulling over to the side immediately when I see them behind me (which happened just yesterday) & there I am yelling at all the morons that just pass me by or honk their horns at me. All while the ambulance is right behind them not being able to zoom on by. But me, Oh yeah, I yell and curse at them! Lol… That’s a funny site. And I catch myself saying, “move you idiot. What if it’s your house that’s burning and they’re trying to get to, huh? What if it’s your wife, daughter or mother that they’re going to help? Then you’d move you Mother Lover!!!” (only I don’t say ‘lover’ I use another word that also rhymes to that, use your imagination)

Anyways, I’m sure it’s not good for my blood or something to get that aggravated, but it just kills me when people don’t move. After all, the only thing you have to do is apply the Golden Rule here. If everybody did that, what a wonderful world this would be. Do unto others as you would want done unto you. Well if my house was burning, or my family members needed any type of help which required dialing 9-1-1, I surely hope you’d move out of the way and let those emergency vehicles pass you to get us the help we need. Believe me, I will do the same for you. As a matter of fact, I’m one of the only ones that already does…
So please, return the favor----- And move out of the way!

Monday, February 16, 2009

My Return to Blogland!

These past couple of months have been really hard on my family and I.

I was out of a job.
Hubby was working less hours.
The economy sucked!!! (although that hasn't changed, it still sucks!)
Money problems were pretty much abounding around here...

I couldn't be around here for a while. Just too much going on in every other aspect of my life. Umm, that and we were too broke to pay for the internet. (shhh, that's bad, right?!?!)

Anyways, things are really looking up now. I found a job ((((YAY!!!';cause let me tell you, that was a task in itself! )))) and hubby's hours are picking up so everything's back to normal. WoooHooo! Who'd have ever thunk that normal would actually be a good thing?

So N-E-ways! We now have money to pay for internet ( doing the happy dance here!!!) So I. AM. BACK!!! For good! (unless 1 of us loses their job again and then we don't have the $$$ to pay for the net again...) Until that happens again (God forbid!) , I'm back for good!

I can't wait to catch up with all the blogs that I've missed during these couple of months. =0D
So here's your warning people, I'll be seeing you around BLOGLAND!