So, I am not being very PC when I describe it as a bunch of sorta queeny guys playing some pretty good basketball... they go around the house they live in calling each other.. "grrrrrl".. LOVE IT.
On the funeral home tip.... the owners wife is this proper southern woman with bleach blonde hair and bright red lipstick. We are doing a service for a gentleman who died overseas while on a trip with is wife. Very sad.
Owners wife.. I will call her.. Blonde Ambition.. stated in her southern accent (which she is trying SO HARD to hold on to) "This may be the largest funeral in BR history... he was the President of Brookfield"
President of Brookfield.
Brookfield is a town.
She meant mayor.
I replied with a simple.. "Yes, Blonde Ambition, it just may be"
I love my job... we need a camera crew following us around. It is by far the weirdest job I have ever had.
Last night was a BLAST. Mic and I went over to my sister's house who does trick or treat with the neighborhood association- long and short of it is, that one "block" is the haunted block - and then the other homes in about a four block radius can hand out candy that has been paid for by the association. There was a really good live band on one block-- there were kids and families galore .. and people really went all out to decorate their homes and really get in the spirit. My mom and dad were there-- and even my brother showed up. I had a GREAT time. Mic and I brought treats for all of the kids that were at my sisters... oreo spiders and witch's hats... Today we had the trick or treat in our neighborhood. Much more "hood" but the kids still seemed to have fun. Until it started to hail...
I do not want to see another piece of candy for a year.
I am currently coming off of a sugar high, and I think I am going to pop 40 Year Old Virgin in the tiny little tv in the bedroom, and sneak in there while Mic is watching the 238th football game today. *snore*
I had my 2 nieces, nephew, and Mic's goddaughter overnight. We had a ball! We took a long walk around the neighborhood looking for cool Halloween decorations, collected beautiful leaves, came home and had "mummy" dogs and apples for dinner, watched, danced and sang to the movie "Hairspray", did some art projects and played a lot of the card game, "blink". Throw in some fake teeth, woopie cushions, noses that you strap on your face and candy snot drips out of and - BOOM- you got'choself one heck of a slumber party!!!
They stayed up until 1:00am. I crashed out by 12:15.
Today we got up and hand chocolate chip pancakes, went to the park, and took the kids to watch Madeline's soccer game.
I am exhausted... and tonight I am going to a Melissa Ferrick concert.
This week at work was tough. I know, I have a sad job. I am wondering if god is trying to tell me something. Just this week... we had a stillborn and a woman who passed away unexpectedly at the age of 37-- and she was 3 or 4 months pregnant. She was beautiful, looked to be healthy-- the family, obviously, is devastated. For the first time, I do not want to go to work tomorrow. I usually go in before every funeral, talk to the deceased about how much their family loves them and will miss them, I say a little prayer... and I just help in making sure that everything will go smoothly. I hope I can find it in myself to do that with this service. I have been crying since we got the call. There are more details... I need not go into them. It is just even more proof about how short life is, and that you honestly don't know when it will be your last breath.... I can honestly say that I am thankful for each moment... even the shitty ones, as oprah says... When something goes crappy in your life (ooh.. I don't know if OPRAH said crappy-- but you get the jist) say "thank you" because even out of crappy something good comes... a lesson is learned.... a habit is changed.. SOMETHING.
To leave you on a lighter note, before I go take a nap to gain SOME energy before tonight...
My nephew.. Chase. I love him-- he makes me laugh....he didn't take out these fake teeth for an hour.
I have the digital smiley face things-- the sticks.. I thought that was enough. I made my own chart, because that damn FF thing gave me seizures. I wanted this to be simple. I believe that it will.. I just need to add one more step. I have this fear that I will become obsessed with the temping. I have an addictive personality.
The lines have been getting darker on the sticks, I moved to the smileys, but there haven't been any - and the lines seem to be going away. Did I miss it? I don't know.
I feel really disappointed...
I emailed everyone involved to let them know that the ceremony is off. We have named "it" The Ceremony as there is absolutely nothing ceremonial about any of it.. and, if we attemped to make it ceremonial in some sorty of hippy pixie way- we would be laughing too hard to ever get it done.
Tonight was Kirsten's 'Celebration of Life' gathering. It was good to see all of her friends there, so many co-workers and family. She had many people who really loved her. Mic and I got to spend a few moments with our friends Wendy and Angela-- I would like to see more of them. Mic is designated driver for the gang... she is going to have a late night.
On my way home I stopped at Walgreens and got some smiley face opk sticks.... as the lines have been getting progressively darker on my others.
So, now I get to pee on a stick.. and hopefully it will be smiling back at me. I love science.
I am feeling a little ho-hum... so, I am going to pop some popcorn and watch my DVR'd shows in my nice quiet house.
was just spent between sitting in front of my tv thinking....
I understand we aren't voting for the vice-president.. we are voting for the president... but, this election-- I really think that we ARE voting for the vice prez... as I am pretty sure that taking into consideration the physical toll that the office puts onto a person (of course- I am only assuming), McCain isn't going to last long. Sarah Palin is a playground bully who in no way should be representing this country.
Also, if I hear the word "maverick" one more time.... I am going to retreat to the corner of the room to tear out my toenails one by one.
Now .. more importantly--- bentos. I think they are very very small. It would never work out for me. I would need a "big bidnizz bento"