a - z

so ... one of my favorite blogs to read is bored mommy ... she's funny!  she recently did this a-z thing ... and i love reading stuff like this .... probably same reason why i secretly love reality tv  ... people are interesting ....   so i decided to do the a-z too .... which i never do ... i am always on the 'taking' part of these 'info' relationships ... i never give ... so i finally decided - shit just do it - you know you love it!  plus it kinda reminds me of being in middle school & filling out those pretend year books we used to make ....     thanks bored mommy! 

A. Age:  34 ... soon will be the 3 & 5

B. Bed size:  queen    kinda teeny when you go to sleep with just two people ... and then wake up with 2 people plus 2 dogs & a cat that snuck up in the middle of the night when no one was looking

C. Chore you dislike:  cleaning the tub/shower ... hence why i pay the hubby make believe money to do it. 

D. Dogs:   2 ... kiwi - 7 month old loudest dog ever beagle, lab & something else, but who knows what? mix  & atreyu - 6 yr old brittany spaniel - who is starting to sport his old man face ... sweet boy.

E. Essential start to your day:  brush teeth & splash of cold water in my face ... helps wake me at my 5 am wake up call

F. Favorite color:   tied ... dark grey & black

G. Gold or silver:   silver

H. Height:  5′ 7″

I. Instruments you play:  guitar when i was 9 maybe ... for 1 year maybe ... i sucked.  and now i like to bang on my drum ... even though i suck at that too.
                                    

J. Job title:   ha ha ... not really sure.  restaurant point of sale computer programmer, accounting ... would be
the main stuff .... but i would say my biggest job title is trying to pull off being a good mama.

K. Kids:  3 yr old going on 80 ... josie ... my old soul wise lil girl. 

L. Live:  in a lil house on a mountain ....

M. Mom’s name:   pauline to most .... 'ma' to me & my dad ... and 'memere' to josie. 

N. Nicknames:  brodeur .... and dani  ... .

O. Overnight hospital stays:   just when josie was born ... could of just been 1 overnighter ... but my midwife
 talked us into staying an extra cuz we were in the middle of a heat wave ... and we were in our nice air conditioned room ordering out italian.  that just seems wrong.

P. Pet peeves:   oh ... i guess when someone asks you a question ... and then they don't even hear your
answer.

Q. Quote from a movie:  show me the way to go home ... i'm tired & i want to go to bed ... i had a little drink about an hour ago and it got right to my head -   jaws

R. Righty or Lefty:   righty

S. Siblings:    nada

T. Time you wake up:  5 am-ish when i need the alarm clock ... without the alarm clock ... usually
7:23 within a minute or 2 - seriously.

U. Underwear:  stuffed into my top drawer

V. Vegetables you don’t like:   mushrooms & radishes

W. What makes you run late:   me ... i am always late & it's always my fault. 

X. X-rays you’ve had:   oh a bunch all over

Y. Yummy food you make:   killer beef stew, fajitas, this blueberry crumble thing ... i'm a sucker for soup
making & baked goods.

Z. Zoo Animal Favourites:   giraffe, gorilla & penguins

alone

one of my favorite blogs girl's gone child led me down the path to this video a lil while back.  i like it.  it's wonderful.  so i am sharing.

last year i went away by myself overnite ... actually for 2 nites .. and did my thing ... going away on a 'road trip by myself - GASP!' was something i used to do often enough before husband, child, house, dogs, cat, dishwashers, washing machines, lawnmowers, & a 'real' jobby job (if that's what you call it) ... when it was just me for a while ... actually me, my dog, my paint & my sewing machine.   a time when it was easy to remain myself ... whatever the hell that is ...where now, it is easier to lose myself... again, whatever the hell that means.

people always ask the question ... why alone ... what's wrong ... something must be wrong ... it's the 'only child' thing ... it's funner with 2 or 3 or 4 or 5 ... yeah sometimes it is ... but, sometimes it is important for me to be alone & do things alone ... some sort of backwards self confidence building session perhaps ... either way ... whatever it is ... i think this video helps explain that.  for me - alone ... it's about happiness within yourself ... to help spread the happiness to those who are 'affected' by you ... who you love ... who you care about.

perhaps it can also be looked at as a reminder of how lucky we are to have such special people in our lives ...

boobtube

on this rainy morning the tv has been on in the background as i work ... channel 9 news - wmur.

these are the 2 things that made me come here ... when i haven't in a while ...

i think it is hilarious that some bad ass burglar went & held up 'the dollar store' ... it's THE $1 STORE ... that is too much ...  wonder how many $1's he got!
remember playing the drinking game 'thunderstruck'? ... could be just a berlin thing ... but you take a gulp from your boozy drink every time AC/DC says 'thunder' ... basically you get pretty loaded .... well ... you won't get as loaded ... but for the amount of times they play this freekin commercial ... try it out with katrina swett's running for congress ad... yup ... every time she uses the word 'swett' ... could get a little buzz at least.... wow, i wonder how she would campaign if she had a different last name ....
it's only 9 a.m. ... but i'm going to call it ... those are my 2 for the day ... and i love this picture ... cuz it kinda goes with my title ...... she is kinda fondling the boobie part of the tv .... yeeeahhh, i know i am dirty .... raaaa-raaaa-shisssshhhh-boooom-BA!

stuck

stuck on this ..... or should i say them ....

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8Mhi3vW7H50

and this .....

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YH0CnjXqCLE

now; i will always have one eye open lookin out for a live show with them ....

150

room 150. this weekend was filled with live music & friends & people watchin & travelin shakedown & 2 a.m. mcdonald mcflurries & seeing a really old dear friend & dancing & laughing & dancing & smiling & dancing & singing & dancing. really a much needed time. about 10 minutes after hopping in the car to begin the journey my words were ' i do not want to be rushed for anything on this trip' ... i feel like most of my life is one big rush. i am always rushing ... rushing to not be too late, rushing trying to find puppy, soos, sippy, ricecake, ... just plain rushing to make deadlines, make it to work, make it to storytime on time so josie can hear all the kids sing her name in the welcoming song (which we rarely get to hear - sad ... mother of the year for that), make it out the door for my run just so i can rush back home to rush to take my shower, rush to make sure i don't let the broccoli cook too long, rush to do my chores, to eat so i can move onto the next ......... blah blah blah ... i needed to not.

so room 150 .... room 150 was the crashing place for the weekend. i admit, i was a little nervous as i really didn't know where i was making my reservation when i was making it ... i didn't pay attention too much, i just new i was within walking distance to the show & that's where my friend was staying ... so that's all i needed. and yeah ... i have stayed in sketchiness in my years of travelin around .... so really i can handle just bout anything .... ummmm .... well ...... either i am just getting too old or have turned into an eating & lodging snob ..... but i could not handle this place. it is the absolute worst place i have ever stayed .... i would rather be tenting on hard pavement in the middle of a parking lot at walmart in the rain - hell, even in the snow. .... i am SO not kidding! and yes, when pulling up ' huh, doesn't look bad 'were my words .... they know how to trick ya from the outside. ... of course the whole place is crawling with phish peeps ... fun, but whenever i saw the sign that said 'there will not be any refunds after 10 mins of checking in' .... i knew i was in trouble. i will admit ... my mind; dirty like it is .... i thought the sign meant something else ... basically saying 'quickies not allowed' ... but ... 10 minutes after opening up the door of room 150 i wanted out! SHIT! now i know what that sign means. the minute i saw those fake maple leafs with glitter on them, that were sitting in their plastic water pitcher vases (with no water in them cuz the glittery leaves were fake of course) in the lobby should of been a hint as well. i initially thought i would take pictures of all this stuff cuz it's just too much .... but as time went on ... i just couldn't bring myself to do it. it was literally too much & actually kinda just awful....

so the list ....

• disgusting disgusting smell of 9 million different body orders when entering the room
• disgusting disgusting smell of those 9 million people with their b.o. smoking a pack an hour in the room as well
• broken tv speakers
• tv sleep timer would go off on it's own
• no light fixture ... just a dangling light bulb
• a bed that was close to a foot higher on one side than an other
• pillows that were 1 inch thick
• light fixtures over the headboard that were dangling & off their keister
• a scarey bedspread that looked like it has literally been on that bed since the 70's & has never been taken off to be washed.
• just one towel the size of of a bathmat for the two of us to shower with
• the floor of the bathtub was cracked ... wondered where the water was going ... 5 hours later the bathroom floor was filled with water .... that's where it was going.
• after just being curious about what it looked like under that 70's spread ... i peeked, only to find obviuosly unwashed bloody stained sheets.
• after that .... my disappointment that they didn't have little individual shampoo & conditioner bottles seemed quite minor.

never mind the layer of grime & dirt on everything in the room ... and how the maid came by in the morning to see if we needed new towels .... just trying to get one extra - she took our only one that we hadn't even gotten a chance to use yet & said 'i will be back later'. yes, she went to wash it & stuck it in the dryer & brought 2 back to us a couple hours later ... thank goodness i had done my preaching the day before about not feeling rushed on this trip. thinking about this now ... at least i think she washed it .... she could of just taken the towel from the dude next door & stuck it in the dryer & brought over a nice warm yucky dude residue towel ....

the question is why the hell didn't i say anything ... complain - demand .... my friends room was just as disgusting as ours ... so you know that all 200 rooms were the same .... i knew nothing would matter to these people ... it wasn't worth it ... the trouble. so just had to laugh & not touch anything.

i know i am forgetting things .... but these were the ones that really stuck out. fortunately we had brought our own pillows & a blanket - just a last minute 'just in case thing'. so sleeping was a blanket that i keep in my car for the dogs - yeah dogs - & was happy for that to be the first layer on the bed spread, then on top of that 1 sleeping bag that i keep in the car, then the pillows & blanket we brougt (thank goodness). slept fully clothed - pants & long sleeve to be sure not one little inch of skin touched that 70's beadspread. AAAACKKK!

i'm sure this doesn't sound nearly as bad as it was .... but in my little notes of life that i take i have a whole page dedicated to big letters saying NEVER STAY AT AMERICAS BEST VALUE INN. * beware when tv remote control is listed as an anemity *

but again the important part besides the constant jokes, sqeemish smells & sights of our room 150 ... was the live music, friends & people watchin & travelin shakedown & 2 a.m mcdonald's mcflurries, & seeing a really old dear friend & dancing & laughing & dancing & smiling & dancing & singing & dancing.