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The camara

2008-04-22T08:00:00.000-07:00

I love this little person so much. It might be the dimples! Maybe it's because she is as cute as her grandma. LOL!

This is from Easter. I know that was last month, but I think I finally worked it out. She loves those Bongos! She like to slap them to make them light up. She has also taken to slapping people to make them light up, mostly red. So we call her "Slappy" now!
This piture was taken one month ago, when she turned six months. Today of course she is seven months. She has a tooth and is already trying to chew. She eats everything! She is also skooting about. It makes her tummy dirty.

Good Times!

Happy Valentine's Day!

2008-02-14T09:50:00.000-08:00

Heaven with Santa

2008-02-05T09:00:00.000-08:00

I know it's February, but I was having the tech issues (really Allison was). Now we get to see tiny. She'll be 5 months on my birthday. She was alot of fun and really like the see and say my Uncle Henry & Auntie Sue gave her. Although she hit her face once trying to put it in her mouth, she is getting better at holding things. She ONLY wants to stand or sit. None of this laying around crap. When is Easter? Maybe I'll be able to have those pictures by Rosie's birthday....in

May.

Stupid People!!!!

2008-01-24T15:23:00.001-08:00

Here is the proof. They walk among us.

The Man!

2008-01-23T13:41:00.000-08:00

This is Tony! I finally got a picture of him! Yea! He didn't really want to pose, but I made him. LOL SSShhh....Don't tell him I put him on the Blog. He is the sweetest thing since sugar. Goota run at work...hahahahaha

Dianne Marie Bryant

2008-01-14T13:08:00.000-08:00

Dianne Marie Bryant passed away last night at approximately 8:22 p.m.

She will be missed terribly. This is all I can write, right now.

Diane

2008-01-11T15:34:00.001-08:00

Today I am waiting.

Waiting for news on my very best friend's mom, Diane, (above in the picture with Marie's daughter, Mikala). Those of you who read my blog are mostly my family, so you know who my friend Marie is. She was the one who went walking with me when I borrowed newborn Cassie from Nana. We took Cassie in her stroller across the neighborhood to show her to Marie's mom, Diane. We were gone an hour, and when we got back, Nana was sooooo relieved! She didn't know WHAT took us so long.

Diane had been making Cassie laugh. Cassie never cried the whole time.

Marie was in my wedding. She saved the day when she had M&Ms in her boobs to give to my flower girl, Autumn when Autumn was being loud.

I've known Marie since she and I were in 3rd grade. We met in 1980 when we moved here from Corona, CA. She was the first little girl I met when Jenn and I went down to the bus stop. She is the blogger who used to do the, "What Do You Think?" blog.

Marie and I used to play together every summer, but we got really close in junior high. I spent endless summer days and nights there at her house. I became very close to her folks.

Diane became like a second mom to me, and I love her very much.

Last Thursday, January 3, 2008, Diane had a heart attack. Her husband Ron had to do CPR on her. She lived, but has been on a breathing machine for the last week. She had said that she never wanted to be on life support, so today they are taking her off the breathing machine. Ron had to make this decision. He has been just beside himself.

I keep asking in my head, "did she breath on her own?" "Did she die?" It doesn't look good, so it could very well be the latter.

I don't want to disturb Marie right now. I haven't called her. I know what it's like to watch someone die right in front of you. Everyone who was there when Greg died, knows what I'm talking about.

So all I can do is wait. Wait to cry or be elated. Just waiting, with a deep sadness.

I love you, Diane. I always will.

Is Anybody Still There?

2008-01-06T10:48:00.000-08:00

Hey, people! Thought I'd write, today.

I'm not going to try and catch everyone up about what's happened in my life since I have written last. I'm just gonna write what comes to mind.

Heaven has been so wonderful to have around! She is just so little and tiny and freakin' SMART! Yesterday, she was feeding herself bananas with a spoon! I think I remember another baby who took over feeding herself, it was, uh, me! This little gal is so awake! She knows she's alive, and she seems to know what's going on. When she is not completely happy, she will scrunch up her face and make a fake "warning" cry. She's not really crying, she's just warning you, and you better listen. She hates to be on her belly or back. She only likes sitting up or standing. She's been standing since, I believe, her first week. What a woman she'll turn out to be, eh?

My job has been going well since the asshole paralegal at my work quit. She did everything she could to get me fired, and when my boss wouldn't, she quit. She's got a worker's comp claim going now. What a bitch. We have another lady there, now. She is absolutely wonderful! She is a little older than my mom, and she is Mexican. She speaks fluent spanish, but does not even have an accent. She is very maternal towards me, and I love her back. She has two daughters slightly older than me and Jenn, so we fall right in line with each other. I am soooo happy with my job!

Christmas wasn't as good as I would've liked it to be. My back went out the week before when I woke with it out a little bit, but went Christmas shopping for four hours, anyway. By the time I woke up the next day, I was in terrible, terrible pain! I asked my dad to come and take me to the emergency room because it felt like it was on the verge of going out in a way that takes my ability to breath away, and makes me sweat. There was no way for me to get comfortable. But when dad got there, I couldn't get up into his truck. We had to call an ambulance, and I was taken by ambulance for the first time in my life.

When we got to the emergency room, they left me to stand in the waiting room for over an hour. I was clinging to the wall, crying. No one offered me a gurney or anything other than a wheelchair. I couldn't sit! I told them I couldn't sit, but they did nothing. Finally, I was taken back and was able to lie down. They gave me a shot of powerfull anti-inflamatory, and had me swallow a muscle relaxer pill. I felt better almost instantly, with that shot. But I didn't get better. By Thursday, I asked my boss if he could refer me to one of our chiropractors, (we are a personal injury office). I asked for one I could have an account with, and pay off a little at a time. My boss sent me to one of our best chiros, and told me I wouldn't have to pay. MY BOSS IS PAYING FOR ALL MY CHIROPRACTIC TREATMENTS!! Isn't he the just best?!! He told me I could go anytime I needed to, because the bill for each adjustment is only $35. I went three times, and I am pretty much all better, now. I just need to strengthen the muscles back there, now.

I'm sorry I haven't been writing. I almost stopped altogether. But I am always writing posts in my head, I just am always too tired to get back on the computer at night. Don't stop checking, though, folks. I'm hoping this year will give me wonderful things to write about. I'm hoping for a great year. Aren't we all?

It's so werid!

2007-12-19T14:30:00.000-08:00

Our blogs have a user id of course and for some reason mine only works on my cousin's site! Werid!

Well a bunch has changed in my life! There is a new Man! Yeah, things have changed here on Walton's Mountain.

His status-

Tony Palaca
45
Two Daughter- 23 & 19
And as sweet as pie.

He will be coming to Christmas!

Soon to come.......More pitures of Tiny's first Christmas!!!!

Here she is!

2007-10-30T10:50:00.000-07:00

I know a lot of you are wondering what happend to us...again. Well, Wings had her baby and the sleep is hard to find. It goes like this....Heaven cries.....Then Angel cries because she can't make her stop crying. It's been like that for weeks. I pretty sure that's when I got my headache. Allison has been handling a huge problem at work. Hopefully she will write about that soon.

So the moment you've all been waiting for..........HERE SHE IS!

Cassie's Wonderful Wedding

2007-09-04T17:43:00.000-07:00

Well, Cassie's wedding was AWESOME! She was beautiful, and Mike was so handsome! They love each other so much, and it's very apparent! I am so happy for our little, Cassiegirl! I'm such a sap. I have the Hawaiiany, "Over the Rainbow," song in my head, (the processional), and if I try to sing it out loud, I choke and well up. Heh, heh! Whew! I'm doing it right now! Dang!

Such taste! Such tasty choices! Yes, the food was yummy! The flowers; beautiful, the bridesmaids; gorgeous, the groomsmen; spiffy! Need I go on? Everything was just perfect!

Now, I suffer from agorophobia, (the fear of leaving my house), and yes, folks, I had it about this trip and the next one. But I gotta tell ya, I CAN'T WAIT to go back to Cayucos! My dogs were fine, here with Wings and Day Day, and I had a wonderful time in the absolutely gorgeous suites we stayed in, and on the beach! I had a freakin' little vacation! I haven't had a vacation since PurpleOceanMoon and I took her husband Greg and the kids down to Disneyland for his last trip. That was like, seven years ago! So, thanks for giving me a wonderful vacation too, Cassie! I think we all owe her thanks, eh?

I was making fun of MrManuel, Cassie's brother, saying, "are you going to cry, Manuel! Ha, ha!" Well, as soon as I saw her, I did the choking and welling thing. Lip quivering; the whole shemeal. But Manuel did a wonderful job as officiant! No crying, no blubbering. He married his sister to Mike in a composed and dignified way. Good job, Man!

You know what? My aunt knows how to party. I gotta mention that! The rehearsal dinner was jumpin! My mom got so wasted! I haven't seen her that drunk in a long, long time! Guess you were blowing off a few years of steam, eh, Mom?

Miss Rabbit brought her boyfriend, Matt along, since Wings is almost about to pop, and couldn't go. Matt was a joy to watch because the poor boy had never been out of Sacramento except once, to Six Flaggs. He had never seen the ocean. He LOVED it, and played in the surf with Seth as long as he could. What a sweetheart! He was so grateful and happy to be with us. I'm so glad our family was able to provide that for him.

Well, I'd say more, but I think this is turning out to be another big post. So, beautiful job, Cassie and Nana! It was just wonderful!

Well, peoples! I've done it!

2007-08-06T20:06:00.000-07:00

Yes! I have summoned the energy to post tonight! Was it the nice, slow Monday I had, or the fact that I just now took my medicine? But, no! Crazy Bitch is not in a coma, nor a catatonic state! It seems I have just been havin' a BITCH of a time!

The last two weeks of June and the first week of July, I was kicked out of my own home. I was told by my landlady's contractor that I would have to be out of the house for approximately three days. Day after day went by, and I would go to my house after dinner to feed my confused cats, and I would NOT be living there, as told. No, I was a vagabond for not three days, but THREE WEEKS! My son, dogs and I traveled between my mom and dad's house and my sisters as the endless days dragged by. When I was told I could finally move in, I didn't believe the guy, and I was right to do so. It turned out that it WAS NOT the day I could move back in because the floor guy got fired and then they needed a well deserved weekend off. They would be done Monday evening. Well, who was I to keep hard working, fast moving guys from a weekend off? But I did get to move in, but it being a Monday, I had to dust things off and put them away over the week. No, that wasn't exhausting! My house looks nice, but now I want all new furniture.

The whole time I was dealing with the house thing, I had to get used to this paralegal at work. She is quite the bitch, but is now being much nicer to me, as I help her a lot. Something is always wrong with her and she always forgets an appointment she had right about 3:30 or 4 and has to rush out of the office. Most of the time it happens right after the boss leaves. Many days she doesn't come in until noon! I just listen to her many woes and give her sympathy so she'll feel comfortable leaving. That's when I finish my work and read true ghost stories on Obiwan's UFO Free Paranormal Page! Ah! Good times.

I went to my cousin, Cassie's bridal shower, and boy was it fun! It had a Hawaiian theme, and was a blast. We had cranberry juice mimosa! My aunt made the most delicious thing: a Stuffed French Toast Casserole! I emailed her for the recipe, and made it Saturday/Sunday morning! It wasn't as good as my aunts, but I am already thinking of ways to tweak it. Thanks, Nana!

Wings had her baby shower, and it was also fun! We sat in the shade of her grandpa's dedicated tree and right by her grandma and dad's trees at the local park. The morning was cool, and the food was good. She got everything she needed. I took her shopping this weekend to buy the things she didn't get, so she's pretty much set.

The next thing, is Cassie's wedding! Yay! My cousin Cassie has such exquisite taste! The wedding ought to be just lovely! I am so happy for her, and I can't wait. She and her fiance' have been together since they were kids, and I hope they are together for the rest of their lives, with even more happiness!

I have an outfit for her wedding already, but I still need to go shopping for my other cousin, Michael's wedding. He also has good taste, and wanted a big wedding! He is marrying a very nice girl, who just fits right in! I am looking forward to seeing my aunt Sue's side of the family! Last time I saw them was at my cousin Valerie's wedding! Jenn and I used to play with Auntie Sue's nieces, Rhonda and Tammy. Jenn used to play with Rhonda, and I used to play with Tammy. They grew up to be cool chicks, of course, and I am looking forward to seeing them again.

Lots to look forward to, and a lot to look back on. Whew! It's been quite a busy summer, eh?

The New House!

2007-08-06T15:24:00.000-07:00

As you all know by now, the girls and I have moved into a house. It has three bedrooms. The one that Wings lives in is a bedroom/laundry room. I thought with the baby coming it might help. It has a nice yard for my Moonie. Sometimes when I come home she’s out there laying on the grass. What a life! Miss Rabbit has the kitties with her in her room. Since this is case now, the cat box is a lot cleaner! Thanks Rose!

The only thing that sucked was the oven. It’s Brand New! When I turned it on it would get hot, but not like it should have. It took me an hour to cook eggs. WTF! I told my property management and the guy came out today and fixed it. Yea!!! I guess my house needed to re-boot. Ha ha. He just flipped the breaker. Man, I would have done it. If I knew where it was. LOL

Some tired Bitches!

2007-07-29T15:59:00.000-07:00

Man, July was the busiest month that I've had in a long time. Whew! I went to Pasadena for a week, came back and moved to a new house. Then my cousin's bridal shower (which was beautiful). And yesterday, Wing's had her baby shower. I'm so tired today. I could really sleep for a week.

Angel is just tired of not seeing her feet anymore. She has 8 weeks left. Then she can see her feet all she wants. I know after I had Rosemay, I had a new respect for my feet and have taken better care of them since.

Rose is never really tired. She just moves a litte slower.

I'll let Allison speak for herself. LOL!

I'm going to rest now...........(snore)

What's up with those Bitches?

2007-07-02T15:53:00.000-07:00

Dude,

Allison's home has been torn apart. They took the floor and THE BATHROOM out. So, we can't get to the computer. It was only supposed to take three days. Almost three WEEKS later and the process is slow going.

I'm getting ready to go to Pasadena on a business trip and we're going to move on the 14th. Crazy, yes I am.

I'll try and keep everyone posted

Have You Noticed?

2007-06-14T20:31:00.000-07:00

I have new blogs that I read! They help me express the many sides of me.

Shamans in the Raw: These people study the ancient and modern wisdom of the Earth. They help me focus on what is important, and what a blessing life is.

Hip Hop Honkies: This blog is new and very entertaining to read! These guys are funny! Although I am not, "Hip Hop," I am, however, a "honkie."

Pink Star: This blog also new and is written by a woman who is a bit like me. I LOVE the name of her blog!! She is a mom and tries to be a good person. Sometimes there are recipies!

I found these blogs one day, when I decided to just keep clicking, "next blog." Glad I did!

And now for some good news!

2007-06-07T18:55:00.000-07:00

So many things have happened over the last two weeks. I really don't know where to start.

Angelia- It's official..... It's a Girl!!!!!! Angel is going to have a tiny baby girl! I'm so happy for her. She is going to name her HEAVEN MARIE =0) Marie is my middle name. Angel's back is starting to hurt a little and the baby is really starting to move. She is due on 9/27/07. They shaved three days off. Dude!

Rosemary- She doesn't need back surgery now. When she went in for her Pre-Op, he asked her to bend back as far as she could go. My mom ( who took her to the appointment) said she nearly bent in half. Now her disk is STILL out of place, but he said as long as she is pain free, we can put off surgery till later. If she ever needs it. He has the same problem that she has with her back. He never needed to have the operation, so maybe she won't either. They still need to keep an eye on it. DUDE!

And now for me.......I got a huge promotion at work!!!!!!!! I'm so happy. I've had to keep quit about it since the first week of April. So, now I spill my guts for you. I am going to be working as a CUSTOMER ACCOUNT EXECUTIVE or C.A.E for short. I'll be working for the biggest sales guy in the whole northern region. Wow.....The big guy of the office asked me if I wanted it and without jumping out of my chair I said "Yes, I would like that very much" I got the news on Tuesday. DUDE!!!!

Heather

2007-06-05T19:32:00.000-07:00

As you know, I started a new job. It is that job where I didn't get it at first, but then miraculously got it. Turned out that the first secretary/office manager had a falling out with the attorney, and left. She said she would come back in a month, but my boss decided to let her go, (even after ten years), and that's when I was called. At first, Heather had gotten my job because she had more experience, but when the other one left, Heather got hers. I then replaced Heather.

When I first saw Heather, I was shocked. I could tell she was anorexic. She was tiny. She had absolutely no fat on her, anywhere.

Heather died last week. She was only 26 years old.

I worked with her all week, week before last. She cracked me up. She was so funny. She had a funny way of laughing. We talked for 10 to 15 minutes at a time. We took a break this way. She talked of finding someone and having kids, and how she was looking forward to the day off we would get for July 4th. She was very, "American-girl," as well as a, "Daddy's girl." She was an only child. Her perfume was, "Burberry Brit." She had beautiful hair. Her mom is a hairstylist, and of course, did her hair. She was half Chinese, half Japanese. This accounted for her short stature, (and gorgeous hair). She was probably about four foot something. She really was beautiful, but always tired.

We had Monday, (Memorial Day), off, worked all day Tuesday, but when Wednesday came, things started to go wrong. When I got to the office, she wasn't there. She called and told me that she had cracked a tooth the night before, and had to go to the dentist. She went to the dentist, and came in. She wasn't there an hour before she got what she called a migraine. She said that was weird because she didn't get them very often, but she felt like she wanted to cry. She went home. The next morning, she called and told me she felt worse. That didn't sound like my migraines, but some people have the actual attack for days before they get, "the bruise." I told her to get some rest and not to worry.

The next day, Friday, nothing. No call. I called her cell phone and left a message asking her to call us. My boss called me into his office to discuss whether or not she didn't want to be there because she was feeling overwhelmed. She actually had been feeling overwhelmed, and I told him, hoping he would have mercy on her. But I also told him that the day before, she had felt worse, and now she wasn't calling, and that worried me. He told me to call again.

I called again. This time I let her hear my emotions. I asked her to please, please call us now, because we are really just very, very worried. Nothing.

About two o'clock, while my boss is in his office with new clients, I got the call. It was Heather's dad. He said, "This is Heather's dad. Heather's passed . . . she's died," his voice cracking. "I'm waiting for the Police." "What?!!!!! Oh, my God! No!" He said he had come to mow her lawn, saw her car there, and went into the house to find her dead. His little, "Daddy's girl."

We don't know exactly what happened. We are still speculating. The first secretary/office manager has come back, and taken her office back over. She told me Heather told her that she was anemic, and how she always smelled of alcohol. I thought I smelled the alcohol, too. But today, my friend told me that when people are serously anorexic, the sugar in their bodies ferment, or something, and they smell like alcoholics. I think she ultimately had a aneurism or a blood clot, triggered by the dentist. I think she was extremely fragile, and that dentist appointment was just too much.

I had to tell my boss and gather up all her personal effects, last week. Then, today, I had to call her dad to find out where to send flowers and to let him know about her stuff. Her wake and funeral information will be in tomorrow's newspaper. I'm supposed to bring it in to the office. For now, her little bag of stuff is sitting under my desk, and every now and then, I smell her, "Burberry Brit." The silk flower arrangement her mother made for her when she got the promotion, is sitting behind me, by the window, waiting. Waiting to finally go home.

I'm not sure if I'll go to the wake or the funeral. I hate death. It hits me hard. I don't think it would be good for me to go. I barely knew her. But I could tell that I was going to end up really liking her. But, oh well. She had to go. Poor little thing. Maybe she can be Greg's friend until I get there, many, many years from now.

So, goodbye, Heather L. Yee. Thank you very much for the little time we had as friends and for the kindness you showed me. I will pray for your family and for you. May the Lord bless and keep you, forever.

OMG, I LOVE HEROES!!!!!

2007-05-22T19:14:00.000-07:00

I LOVE HEROES!!!

WHAT A SHOW! Don't you just LOVE it? It is so freakin' suspenseful! The storyline is so intertwined and smart! THERE ARE SO MANY FINE GUYS IN IT!!!!!

I haven't been able to stop thinking about it all day long. I love Peter and Nathan! They are very bonded, like me and Jenn. I KNEW Nathan would end up loving his daughter, Claire, too! I had been thinking all along that it was perfect that Nathan had the power to fly, because all he had to do was fly Peter up into the sky when he exploded, just like he did! I think their mom has the power to influence other's thoughts. I had been wondering what her power was! Now, what was their dad like?

Hiro is adorable, isn't he? He's getting a little sexy, now, eh? I KNEW his father was good! I knew there had to be something to him because he was being played by George freakin' Takei! I love him! I am a Trekkie, too, you know! Hiro is Seth's favorite. Apparently, it is said that the story is centered around, Hiro. I kinda thought it was Peter, but it was Hiro who told Peter in the first place, "save the cheerleader; save the world." So, I guess that's right. I love Ando, too! They are both so cute!

Don't you wonder about Nikki, now? What about all the horrible murders Jessica committed? Now I'm supposed to believe that Nikki was the strongest? I'm still a bit confused about her character, but isn't that suspenseful?

Do you believe that Linderman is dead? I thought he could heal!

I really hope that Matt lives! I love him! He is so normal! It's so cool how he's so sweet but tough? That little girl who finds people is such a good actress! I bet we will be seeing more of her. Who the hell could she be talking about? The man who can see her when she thinks of him. Creepy.

What happened to Mohinder's accent? He had it in the first show, and the first show, only. He's turning out to be a little disappointing. But he's full filling his purpose.

Last, but definitely not least, Sylar. Yes, Sylar. I feel terrible about getting so excited about these younger men, but Sylar! OMG! He is HOT! Like Darth Vader! I'm glad he's not dead. Really, really glad!

I am really satisfied with the ending! It left us with a sense of closesure. Supernatural did that, too. (I LOVE Supernatural!)

Guess it's time to look forward to PROJECT RUNWAY!!!!YEAH, BABY!!!!!

Finally!

2007-05-18T20:16:00.000-07:00

Well, folks! I got a job! It is the first place that called me! I had a second interview, and then nothing. That was two weeks ago, so I knew I didn't get it. But then, Wednesday night, the attorney called me! He asked if I was still looking, and I said yes! We had a meeting, and as it turns out, the original lead secretary left! The new one, who was hired because she has more experience than me, is taking her position! Weird, eh?

The office is really close by my house, so I can go home for lunch and let my pooches out to potty. The hours are 8-5 Monday thru Friday, so I finally have a full-time position! They are giving me my hourly rate, too! The attorney kept telling me how relaxed the atomosphere there is. No rushes. No deadlines. No litigation, for that matter. He sends litigation out to another attorney! No benefits, but I don't need medical or dental because I have Medi-Cal. I am going to try to start saving for retirement myself.

I was let go from my last job on April 16th. I read my horoscope online the next day and it said that I was going to go through a four week thrifty faze. I read my Tarot cards, and they said I would get a new job very soon! I got the call about the job on the 16th of this month! That was way true!

So, hopefully I will be at this job for, at the very least, a couple of years. I am waaaaay sick of looking for a job! It is soooo nice to put the classified section of the paper to the side! I start Monday! Yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay!

It's my baby!

2007-05-16T17:27:00.000-07:00

Hi, people! This is Angel. On May 5th I went to see my doctor to get a check up on me and the baby. Well this was my first time getting a check up anyway, so I am a nervous wreck. I go into the special room where they check me. My doctor has examined me and determined that I am five months along. My mom and I were shocked to find this out. The doctor also told me that I was going to have an ultrasound done.

I thought that it was going to be an internal ultrasound, but I soon found out that it was actually going to be an external ultrasound. When the doctor put the wand on my belly, I saw MY BABY! She told me the baby was a big baby. The first picture you see is the baby's butt. He/she has her mom's butt. The next picture you see is the baby's head, neck, and spinal column. The baby was kicking and my doctor told me that the baby was happy. My due date is September 30. Well, I'm happy to know that my baby is okay. I am also excited for when the day comes. I don't know what else to say so, love ya!

Mother's Day

2007-05-14T16:13:00.000-07:00

Yesterday was Mother's Day, and Jenn and I were taking the kids to our parent's house where we would all enjoy Mom's burritos. Dad made an Italian Wedding Cake for dessert! When I heard it was going to be made from scratch, I was afraid. But it was delicious!

Anyway, Mom and Dad's house is just around the corner from mine. Seth and I decided to walk the dogs over there. I try to take my dogs for a walk as much as possible; usually about 3 to 4 times a week. So Seth and I are walking down the street with our two pooches Princess Yuki and Tosche-To and Jenn's pomeranian Mini Moon. Jenn was driving the girls with their boyfriends in her Jeep, as Rosie's back is messed up.

So Seth and I are walking down the street, and Jenn and the kids haven't left my driveway. We are several houses down from my house when I hear a noise and to my horror, it was a HUGE pitbull busting out of her house towards our little babies! She headed right for me and Yuki. My dogs have harnesses, and I pulled Yuki up by it and into my arms and held her up high. The dog was trying to smell Yuki's butt, and hadn't noticed Seth with the other two dogs. The owners came running out of the house and tried to contain her. She didn't have a collar on, and it was taking both of them to hold her.

She noticed Tosche-To and Mini Moon and went toward them. The owners were saying that she just wanted to play, which I could tell was true, but all it would take is one of our dogs to bite her, and the situation could've become bloody and horrific. I told Seth to pick up Tosche-To and Moon, but Moon kept running away, and he was having a hard time doing it. Finally, Jenn and the kids pulled up in the Jeep, and we stuffed our little pooches in the car! Jenn drove them and Seth and I walked.

The pitbull had both of her owners on her, still. She didn't have a collar on, and that's why they were having such a hard time! Also, they were little, short people, and for some reason, the man was holding onto his guitar almost the whole time!

Check me out!

2007-05-14T12:15:00.000-07:00

Hey, people! I finally figured out how to put other people's blogs on here! I just had to sit down and read the instuctions. I also changed the colors! Isn't it pretty, now?

I was scared there, for a moment, when I had saved all my changes, and when I looked at the blog, all my archive months were in Spanish! Everything else was in English, too! It was weird! I went to edit the archives and just hit save again, and then everything was in English. Too weird, eh?

Lil' Wings

2007-05-11T12:26:00.000-07:00

As all of you know my girl "Wings" is having a baby. Now that my eyes have stopped jiggling, I'm actually getting happy about it. We went to go see "mrs.manuel" and we got a lot of info. So many things have changed since I had her. I was really scared and Jess is great! She figured out that the baby might be coming in the beginning of October or the beginning of November. What a sweet sixteen, huh?
She has her first appointment with the OBGYN on Wednesday. Wings will have her first Ultrasound to determine the real due date. Yea!

Socks

2007-05-11T10:52:00.000-07:00

A few days ago, Jenn noticed that my neighbors were moving. That's right, the people with the barking dog.

The dog went from barking to yipping, then yipping turned into howling. I realized that the people weren't sleeping there, anymore. She was trying to tell them not to leave her. That was heartbreaking enough. I kept my eye on the place even more to make sure they weren't going to leave her.

Then next day, while coming home from an errand, I spotted two dogs running down the street in front of my house. I took a closer look, and yep, it was the barking dog with a pit bull mother dog. I called to them, and to my surprise, they both obediently came to me, and I put them in my back yard. I then walked over to her house.

I spotted the guy and asked him if his dog was missing. He said, "uh, yeah, she must've gotten out of the gate! We're looking for a home for her, do you know of anybody who needs a dog?" I could tell that he had let her out! I said I'd try to find her a home, how long do I have? He told me a day and that her name is Socks.

So I take her back over there, so she could spend her last night in her home, where she would be more comfortable then nervous at my house. I called Rosie's boyfriend, Matt, and told him about the pit bull momma dog. That was the easiest adoption, ever! He took her and has named her, Girlie.

The next morning, I slept until 10 am. I sat right up in my bed, panicked, because she always woke me up as soon as the sun came up. I put on my clothes, and went in my backyard to see if she was there. She wasn't. The gate was propped open. She was gone.

I jumped in my car and began driving all around my neighborhood, all the while crying and calling her name. I didn't find her.

It has been a couple of days, now, and I still hate the silence that has replaced her annoying bark. I feel terrible about the fact that I didn't take her from him right then. I feel like I failed her, and now she is probably more scared than ever. I prayed for her; that she finds a good home where the family loves her and shows it. A home where she doesn't have to be outside and can be part of her "pack."

Wherever she is, they'll never know her real name, or what she went through before they got her. She may even be dead, or still running. These thoughts torture me, so I try not to think about it. I just pray for her whenever I think of her, and have prayed to God that I can reunite with and explain to her when I am delivered to Heaven. Bless you, little Socks. Good luck, sweetheart.

Our Kids

2007-04-27T14:51:00.000-07:00

These are our kids as they look right now. The top one is Jennifer's, (aka PurpleOceanMoon), oldest, Rosemary aka Miss Rabbit. She is going to have her back surgery on June 5. She will be 17 on May 27th.

The middle one is Jenn's baby, Angelia aka Wings. She is our young mother who will turn 16 on November 11. She is due in September.

The bottom one is my son, Seth. He will turn 15 on June 11. He doesn't blog, or even read this one. He is very stubborn; very 14.

Just thought I'd show them to everyone. My sister Jennifer and I love our kids very, very much

What the Hell!

2007-04-26T16:42:00.000-07:00

So yesterday was very hard. It's end of the month at work so, I've been swamped with rushes, etc. Towards the end of the day I GOT A MIGRAINE! Wow, didn't see that coming. I had to leave work 10 mins. early, this never happens.....ever. So I went home and my sister who has a lot of experience with this sort of thing, ( see pervious blogs), and I can always count on her. She was ready with the meds (God bless her). I went home immediately. I rested and when I felt better I made some food. I was just sitting there (minding my own business) when my Angelia walked in with her boyfriend.

They didn't smile or say much when they came in. This is not good. She always smiles and says "Hi Mom." They both sit down on the bed and she looked at me. I know my child and I was scared. She said that she knew I had a migraine and wasn't sure we should talk now. I guess I started to listen when she said, " I haven't had my period in two months. " That got my attention. Duh, Jenn, she is that age. I was 15 once myself. Was I lucky? No, I was on birth control.

Why, WHAT THE HELL!?! Flashes, flashes of my babies face. I started to lose it. I asked them to leave my room. I cried and thought "What now? What the hell?" I called my sister and told her. Crazy Bitch puts things in perspective. Find out what Angel wants to do about it. (She is just a child herself! How does SHE know what to do?)

I guess this is one of those "Put yourself in God's hands," kind of things. Great, just monkey freakin' great. My daughter wants to have this baby. Ok, I'm going to be a Grandma. Is it just a coincidence that this kid is coming on the fifth anniversery of my poor Greg's passing? Or are there other forces at work here. Why? There must be a reason. There has to be. I just keep seeing her as my baby. WHAT THE HELL!!!

Aaay, Boba! Ooh dat soy!

2007-04-25T12:25:00.000-07:00

Do you recognize that sentence? If you do, you may be a nerd; like me.

I have been a nerd as long as I can remember. Other kids just knew there was something wrong with me. I had big, googly eyes, fuzzy, unmanageable hair, and later I got fat. I just looked weird. There was a point, in high school, however, where I got to be popular, but I think it was because I tranferred from a notoriously tough high school to one with nicer kids. I was popular due to fear. Oh, well! Whatever worked, eh?

Several days ago, I was watching "Revenge of the Nerds," with my son, and I got to thinking how the definition of a nerd has changed. Back in the day, when Revenge of the Nerds was made, it was the smart kids who were nerds. I don't believe that is the case, today.

So what is a modern day nerd? For one, excessive fans. Fans of Star Trek, (do you speak Klingon?) Star Wars, (like me), Stargate SG1, Lord of the Rings, (like PurpleOceanMoon). . . I could go on, but I think you get the picture. Many modern day nerds are fans who go to the extreme. They REALLY get into their fantasies. A loss of touch from reality. This makes them seem like they have no life. Folks without "lives" don't get any respect, and therefore, become nerds. But as one of this kind of nerd, I personally don't care what others think! Star Wars is the best saga the 20th century had to offer! So, if we don't care what others think, does that still make us nerds?

Another kind of nerd is the kind who doesn't have any fashion sense. They look ridiculous, so society makes funs of them, and keeps away from them, lest their lack of fashion sense rubs off onto others, making even more nerds. Isn't this ridiculous in itself? But I must admit, I am one of the first people to make fun of the fashionably challenged. It's just funny! I don't make fun of people who are poor, and can't buy fashionable clothes, but I DO make fun of the folks who obviously have the money, just not the style! Are folks born like this? Like I was born without a sense of direction? (I get lost. I have been living in Sacramento for over 20 years, and I still get lost. Mapquest is my friend. What a nerd!)

The last kind of nerd I can think of are the stupid people. This is the direct reversal of the orginal nerd. I was also this kind of nerd. I made a touchdown in my freshman year in gym class. I was so happy, until I realized that it was for the other team; I had run the wrong way. Nerd! I was the kid who didn't seem to understand what everyone else was doing. Nerd! I was the kid who was failing school. Nerd! I did learn, just later on. I was the first time driver who kept crashing and doing stupid things on the street. A big sorry to the three cars I hit while just trying to get out of my sister's apartment's parking lot. (By the way, my driver's record is perfect!) The photo above is me in the height of nerdiness. Check the fashion sense, though, eh?

Did I miss any other kind of nerd? Were you a nerd? What kind?

Another Crappy-Ass Day

2007-04-17T12:08:00.000-07:00

Yesterday sucked.

I had to leave work at noon to make it to a workshop for setting my divorce for trial. I sent a message to my boss, asking if it was ok to make up my hours today, in the afternoon, as that is when it is most busy. I also asked if I could start working on Thursdays, too. (I had been working three days a week; Monday, Wednesday and Friday, all day). I didn't get a response from him.

Before I left, I knocked on his door and asked him if he got my message. He said he did, so I asked what he thought. He said, "let's go discuss this in the conference room." I said a cheerful ok, and we went into the conference room. Then he shocked the shit out of me. He said, "you're a nice person, but you don't seem to get it. I am letting you go." WHAT? . . . WHAT? Is what I'm thinking. I said, "but I thought I was doing very, very well!" He said he didn't think I got what they are trying to do in that office. WHAT?!!! He gave me a check that included two weeks pay. In total and complete shock, I gathered up my things and began saying goodbye to the people I loved and thought I would be spending years with.

Why was I in complete shock? Because the girl who was training me was thrilled with all that I knew already, and how well I was doing. The second day I was there, I simplified their e-filing system. The second week, I simplified their storage system. They are still using index cards, for crying out loud! They have this huge, old fashioned library index card holder system clogging up their kitchen! I was planning to convert the cards to a binder system, to take up less physical space. I also did a huge cleanup on their boxes and boxes that needed to be closed and go to storage! I was working my ass off, and flooring them almost every week, with what is really just common sense and hard work!

So why was I and another part-time girl hired in the first place? The lead secretary told me over and over again, that they were planning to get the boss to hire both of us full-time, eventually. There is plenty of work, and that's why I felt comfortable asking for more hours. But now, I believe that we really were only hired to cover the lead secretary's vacation. I was there for two weeks when she went on leave for two weeks. That's why I believe the other girl and I were given a crash course the first two weeks. It really was a crash course, too. I just listened hard and made plenty of notes. That was two weeks ago. At first, I had suspected that's what was going to happen, but all the work that needed to be done made me think otherwise.

Now that I think about it, and after hearing him quietly discussing the other part-time girl's future plans, I know that that's what happened. The other part-time girl is going to college, and has never worked in a law office before. I could tell that she was frustrating the one who was training us. The other part-timer is trying to get into UCLA, and would soon leave if she did. I realized that we were never going to go full-time, and that I was given a bullshit reason for termination. Complete bullshit. I'm sure they will let her go, too, if they haven't already. They might keep her around to finish the storage problem, but after that, they'll probably let her go, if she doesn't leave on her own.

I believe I could have worked there a little longer, but I asked for more hours, and the boss is a reported cheapskate, and also a little shady. He has the secretarys sign his name for him on all the documents. They don't write, "for." on there, either. They just pretend it's him signing. It took them over a year just to get him to get a water cooler for the office.

I forgot things I was supposed to bring when I went to the workshop at the court, and will have to re-schedule. I went to my friend, Monica's house and they made me feel better. Monica has kids who are just the sweetest little people, and they cheered me considerably. Monica also calmed me and soothed my nerves with a little talking it out. I am grateful for her friendship and support. She's a great friend, and I consider her and her family, my family.

So, I gotta look for another job, and hope it sticks. I also have to hope they will pay me my per hour rate, be close by my house, (because of my migraines), be nice to me, and be commited to me as an employee. I prayed to God already, so now I just have to believe in Him, and that He will guide me to the correct path. The work I was doing there was close to collections, and when I got home and thought about some of the defendants and why they couldn't pay their rent, it made me sad and sorry for them. Perhaps, God plucked me out of there for that reason. God always answers my prayers, so I will focus on that. I will pray, and believe.

How to Make a Woman Happy

2007-04-11T15:15:00.000-07:00

It's not difficult to make a woman happy. A man only needs to be:

1. a friend
2. a companion
3. a lover
4. a brother
5. a father
6. a master
7. a chef
8. and electrician
9. a carpenter
10. a plumber
11. a mechanic
12. a decorator
13. a stylist
14. a sexlolgist
15. a gynecologist
16. a psychologist
17. a pest exterminator
18. a psychiatrist
19. a healer
20. a good listener
21. an organizer
22. a good father
23. very clean
24. sympathetic
25. athletic
26. warm
27. attentive
28. gallent
29. intelligent
30. funny
31. creative
32. tender
33. strong
34. understanding
35. tolerant
36. prudent
37. ambitious
38. capable
39. courageous
40. determined
41. true
42. dependable
43. passionate
44. compassionate

WITHOUT FORGETTING TO:

45. give her compliments regularly
46. love shopping
47. be honest
48. be very rich
49. not stress her out
50. not look at other girls

AND AT THE SAME TIME, YOU MUST ALSO:

51. give her lots of attention, but expect little yourself
52. give her lots of time, especially for herself
53. give her lots of space, never worrying about where she goes

IT IS VERY IMPORTANT:

54. Never to forget:
*birthdays
*anniversaries
*arrangements she makes

HOW TO MAKE A MAN HAPPY

1. Show up naked
2. Bring food

Easter!

2007-04-08T19:19:00.000-07:00

Wow! That was FUN! That was one of the funnest Easters at Grandma and Grandpa's in a long time! My horoscope had said that my relatives would be in rare form, and they were! We all had a great time! Actually, poor Rosemary was having bad back pain, but I think she had fun at first, too.

Jessica and Manuel are great at Guiter Hero! They are equal to each other in skill, as far as I could tell! Our first song was played by Jess and myself, and we were totally rockin'! Watching Seth and Manuel play together was also exciting! Angelia and Day-Day totally rocked "Woman" for us, but Jenn didn't feel like playing. We were all excited to play for our folks.

The food was delicious! I was sooo full, that I couldn't eat cake until I got home. Yes, my friends, I got to take the cake! Mmmmmmm!

The only thing I regret, is that I played and watched so much Guitar Hero, that I forgot to get the scoop from Cassie, all about her wedding! Damn! I LOVE weddings, and I had a buttload of questions! I realised this when I began asking Nana questions about the wedding after Cassie left. Oh, well. Hopefully I'll be able to grill her soon.

So, I thought I would put some old Easter photos on here. I know how my mom loves them. The one on top is Cassie, Rosie, Angel and baby Seth, plopped on the ground. The one next to it is Rose, Angel and Seth. The really, really OLD ones are of me and my mysterious Easter basket, and the other is me and Jenn. Sorry, but I couldn't find one with little Manuel in it! I need to get mom's old pictures from her and just scan them all! What do you say, mom?

HAPPY EASTER, MY FRIENDS!

OK DON'T WORRY!

2007-03-20T18:16:00.000-07:00

Ok, for about a while I've been having back problems. Now I've been going to the doctor to see what was wrong with it, its been hurting like crazy!!!!! So finally today was the diagnosis. The doctor told me that I have a small stress fracture on the outside of my lower spine about five disks up.This causes my first disk to be pushed out 50%.

To fix my first disk they have to go through my belly. They will take the cushion out and replace it with bone from my hip. Then they will flip me over and put two screws by the fracture in my back. All I want is my back fixed. I will have the surgery in two months and it will take 1 month to heal. So in the mean time I have home school. I like that part because I can sleep in - lol ok.

DOH!!!

2007-03-15T17:15:00.000-07:00

For the last two weeks, I have been at the Family Law Courthouse every day off I've had. Every Tuesday and Thursday. I get up early in the morning and head down to my second job: getting a divorce.

I had my husband file the Summons because I knew he would have to pay a big fee for filing the first paper in a case, as I am a legal secretary. I thought I was being slick. I found out today that I was soooooo wrong.

It has been almost a year since that first paper was filed. We are about to "celebrate" our third year! Oh, my God.

I waited and waited for the court to send me a Default, since I planned on doing nothing to get a Default Judgment. That's not how it goes when your spouse doesn't file a Request to Enter Default. I have bugged him and bugged him for months to get this taken care of, but since he has moved to FLORIDA, he can't do it himself. He had help in the first place, and told me that he had been calling "the girl" who did the Summons for him, but she had a death in the family, then she never called him back, then she said she did it, but I never got a copy of the Request. And you ALWAYS get a copy of the Request to Enter Default if you live in the same place as you were served, as do I. SO!

I called him and told him I was going down to the courthouse to find out what's going on. You have to wait in line to tell them why you are there, then if they have to pull your file, which they always do to tell you the next step, then you get a number and wait until called. I have been getting down there when they opened, but today I decided to sleep in, and then go. BIG MISTAKE. I am going to be working full time for two weeks to cover our supervisor at work, so I wanted to sleep in. What an idiot I was for thinking I could get away with that!

I got there about 11 and got out of there at 2:45. That isn't the worst of it! The Response I was supposed to file cost me $320.00!!! And I am so poor already! Man!

So, the point is that I could've bit the bullet and paid to have the Summons filed, and that would've enabled ME to be the one to file the Request to Enter Default six months after the Summons was served, and I wouldn't be going through this! I would be divorced by now! I was going to pay anyway, and I would've been DONE! DOH!!!!

Daughtry!!!

2007-03-07T13:42:00.000-08:00

Ok, How much do I love him? Huh? Anyone?

I've only watched the first season of American Idol. I only heard of him after he got kicked off "Idol" and the outrage that followed. Cassie said that she cried when he got kicked off. So I figured he was a good singer. I've been hearing " It's not over" on the radio A LOT. I love this song!! So much, so I bought the CD. It's the first song, I really didn't think I would be listening to the rest of it. I was wrong!!! Next thing I know I've listened to the whole CD five times, in a row. I haven't been this obessed since I bought Godsmack "Awake."

Not only is this man FINE, but his voice breaks my heart. I like all the songs. My favorites are used to, home , OVER YOU (my new fav), crashed, feels like tonight & what about now. Deep sigh.........

Love is good

P.S. On my last post about a good year. Well, the hot guy has a girl (of course) and I didn't get the job. I still have Daughtry though.

PurpleOceanMoon's Birthday!

2007-02-23T13:41:00.000-08:00

As many of you may know, yesterday was Jennifer's birthday! I'll let her tell you how old she is!

I surprised her with home fried tacos and a homemade cake. We put her age in candles on the cake! What a fire!

I thank God for my sister! She is the best sister anyone could ask for, and I love her dearly. She is my very best friend, and is indeed almost myself.

Whew!

2007-02-23T13:38:00.000-08:00

Well, I got the job! I went in for a second interview today, and I was on the phone telling my mom, when I got a call on the other line. It was the office, and they want me to start on Monday! It's another part-timer, but with my migraines and all the troubles with Medi-Cal, Unemployment and my divorce, I think it's a good thing. Also, you can still get Unemployment in you are part-time! So I think I will be good for a while! I just need to not have migraines and illnessess, so wish me luck!

Heh, heh

2007-02-21T12:03:00.000-08:00

I stopped crying and got ready for my job interview. It occured to me that I might get this position, and then unemployment would just be a terrible memory. I was ready early, so I called the office to see if they would like me to come in right then. They said, "Great! See you in a few minutes!" The interview went beautifully! It seems that my experience is exactly what they need! Also, the office is just 5 to 10 minutes away! The position is part-time right now, but the two secretaries I interviewed with are going to push for full-time. They have a huge pile of judgments that need to be worked, and I know how to move a huge pile of anything, let alone judgments! A second interview with the actual attorney is needed and before I left, the senior secretary said I would be hearing from her! Please, God, let me KEEP this one!

When I got back, I felt better. I calmly started to look through all my records that I keep ever so neatly, (not!), in the corner. The dust may still give me a migraine, but I don't care. I found a statement from Social Security! It was for 2004, though. I called un-employment, and actually got in to hold right away! I was on hold for about 7-10 minutes, but at last I got someone. He said the statement would be fine, and that they really want a copy of my driver's license and something for address verification. So I made the appropriate copies, threw in a copy of my last W2's, and they are waiting for the mailperson right now. Whew! So, I will at least still get unemployment money! I can still get it if I am not working full-time, too! Again, whew!

I'm a freaker-outer! Sometimes I just have to remember to calm down because nobody is going to explode if things don't go smoothly. Bumps in the road are all part of life, and flippin' out helps no one.

Even More Troubles

2007-02-21T09:11:00.000-08:00

Nothing is going smoothly for me, right now. I am in tears at this very moment.

I applied to Unemployment last week online, and now they sent me a letter saying that they don't know who I am and that they need all these documents stating who I am, most importantly, my annual social security statement. I have looked every place I could look, and could not find it. I have to order it. I have a job interview today, and looking through all this dusty stuff could give me a migraine. I already had one yesterday, too.

The letter from the EDD said to call them if I need more time to collect the documents. I called. They said they had already gotton the most calls possible, sorry, call later, and then hangs up on me. I called over and over, until I got accepted and was on hold. My phone was going to die, so I tried putting it on the charger. It hung up.

I decided to call Social Security to request a copy of the annual statement. I get through pretty quickly, but the lady says that they mail your statement right around your birthday. Mine's in October, so I won't be getting another one for a year. I ask for another one, she said I have to apply for it. All she can do is send me the request form, and when I fill it out and send it back in, it'll take about TWO MONTHS to get! This is why I am crying! Every single fuckin' thing I have been trying to do lately has just been waaay difficult! I realize that if I hadn't lost my statement, I wouldn't be in this mess, but what can I do about that now?

On another note, when I finally got a new worker for Medi-Cal, she had me go down to the office and meet with the lady who helps people fill out that form where you choose your dentist and doctor. That form that didn't have a place for my doctor that I put the doctor on anyway. I already knew how to fill it out, and didn't know why my worker told me to come down. When I met with the lady, she said that I had been kicked off Medi-Cal due to, "non-cooperation with other insurance issues," or something similar. Can you believe it?! NON-COOPERATION!!! I assumed they put that there because I didn't produced a letter from Kaiser! I had to fill out the form and start all over again!

I really don't know how much more of this crap I can take! I need SOMETHING to go smoothly! Please God, listen to me and answer my prayers!

Definition of a Bitch

2007-02-20T12:19:00.000-08:00

My friend, Crystal sent this email to me, and being the Crazy Bitch, and identifying with it so well, I had to put it on my blog instead of sending it to all my women friends. I want men to see it, too. We women still get a lot of flack for simply being female and showing our feelings. When are we going to be viewed as equal to men? When will we all just be, "people?"

When I stand up for myself and my beliefs, they call me a bitch.

When I stand up for those I love, they call me a bitch.

When I speak my mind, think my own thoughts or do things my own way, they call me a bitch.

Being a bitch means I won't compromise what's in my heart It means I live my

life MY way. It means I won't allow anyone to step on me.

When I refuse to tolerate injustice and speak against it, I am defined as a bitch.

The same thing happens when I take time for myself instead of being everyone's maid, or when I act a little selfish.

It means I have the courage and strength to allow myself to be who I truly am and won't become anyone else's idea of what they think I "should" be.

I am outspoken, opinionated and determined. I want what I want and there is nothing wrong with that!

So try to stomp on me, try to douse my inner flame, try to squash every ounce of beauty I hold within me. You won't succeed.

And if that makes me a bitch, so be it. I embrace the title and am proud to bear it.

> B - Babe
> I - In
> T - Total
> C - Control of
> H - Herself
>
> B = Beautiful
> I = Intelligent
> T = Talented
> C = Charming
> H = Hell of a Woman
>
> B = Beautiful
> I = Individual
> T = That
> C = Can
> H = Handle anything

So, are YOU a bitch?

Updates

2007-02-12T12:11:00.000-08:00

I thought I would update some of my blogs. They didn't really need an entire post on any of them.

Medi-Cal Woes: I called Kaiser again. They said the K code was off. I tried to make an appointment at my doctor's again. Sorry, ma'am, our computer is down right now and I can't make an appointment. That was Friday. I tried to re-fill some prescriptions for my migraines at Walmart. They re-filled one of them just about two months ago. Sorry, ma'am. They say you are ineligible. I call my new worker today. Please leave me a message, I'm gone from the 4th through the 12th. I left a HUGE message. I am waiting, again.

Barking Dog: The dog has been given a nice, plastic dog igloo. She has been barking less. I knew she would bark less because she is less scared. I haven't heard the man beating her again. I do hear both of them yelling at her to shut up. Sometimes kids come over and play with her all day long.

Guitar Hero: I have just beat Guitar Hero II on medium! The UFO came and took me away just like a true legend! I just tried "Shout at the Devil," on hard. Couldn't even get through it. Did you know that your character looks sad when you suck? I'm not sure I can do hard. I don't think my eyes can look that fast. Everybody over here in the Arden Area are pretty stoked that we're bringing it to Grandma's on Easter. Rosie and Angel are learning how wonderful it is.

Migraines: I have had one other migraine since the really bad one. I did not take too much medicine, and bravely got through it with acupressure. My second days are getting worse, though.

Job Search: I have had an interview with a wonderful law firm downtown. They are in the house that the owner of Weinstocks built in Sacramento when they left San Francisco because of the earthquake. I hope I get it. I also hope it has ghosts! The lights flickered when I was waiting for my interview!

Well, my peeps, be well.

Yaaaaaaaay!

2007-02-04T09:31:00.000-08:00

Oh my God! Guess what?!!! I just beat Guitar Hero I on easy, and I'm about to beat Guitar Hero II on medium!!!!!!

I CAN'T BELIEVE IT!!! My life can totally suck, but at least God created Guitar Hero!!! Whoohoooooo! I'm on FIRE!!!!!

I'm a Guitar Hero!!!

2007-02-02T15:50:00.000-08:00

Guess what?!! I have just BEAT Guitar Hero II (on Easy)!!!!! Yaaaaaaay for me!!!!

I have NEVER beat a video game EVER! I think I'm pretty good at this! And I really DO feel like a Guitar Hero! I ROCK!!!!

At this point, I, Jenn and Seth would like to put the idea of playing Guitar Hero with Mr and MrsManuel and Miss Cassie on Easter at Grandma and Grandpa's house. Whaddaya guys think? Shall we play?

AAAAAAAGH!!!!!!

2007-01-26T13:41:00.000-08:00

On my last blog, I was talking about hope. The very next day I got a migraine so painful, I accidently overdosed slightly, I had a panic attack and totally thought I was going to die. My mom had to come home from work and just hold me for about an hour until I went to sleep. I had mixed acetaminophen and muscle cream along with my hard core anti-inflamatories prescribed by the doctor. I was on the computer when I got the aura, so that's why I haven't been on it again since. I just got brave enough to get on again, because today I got really, really pissed.

Since my husband left in April of last year, I have been trying to get to see the doctor. I applied to Medi-Cal again, and waited and waited for my cards. I called my worker. He said he would send me a temporary Medi-Cal card. I got it in a few days. More time goes by. I called my worker. Where's my permanent medical card? That WAS your permanent medical card, he says. Ok, but who's my dentist and doctor? Ok, I'll have them send you your information packet to fill out. You have to send it in by the deadline it gives you or you'll have to start all over again-ok? Ok.

I get my packet. On the doctor and dentist form there isn't a place to put my doctor choice. I put it on the form anyway. A month or so later, I get my dentist and dental card. I call my worker. Where's my doctor? He says, I don't know. Call this 800 number. So I call the 800 number. You're listed as having Kaiser, ma'am. What? You have to tell your worker to get Kaiser off of here. He's the only one who can do it. I call my worker. I had to leave a message. He didn't call me back for over a week and two messages later. I finally called the office to speak to his supervisor. Oh, he's in a meeting with everyone, and there's no one who can help you right now, sorry. Just leave another message.

I left a message for his supervisor, but got a call from him. I told him what happened and how he has to take Kaiser off my file. He said he would mail me a form. A few days later, I get the form. It looks like the wrong form. I called my worker. No that's the right form, just fill out this one little question, and send it back to me. I did. FINALLY, I got my medical card and my doctor. I made an appointment. I had to wait about three weeks, but it was today.

I am filling out the papers for new patients when I hear them call my name. They said, sorry, you are listed as having Kaiser. WHAT?!!!! We can't see you today, bye bye!

Furiously I head for the welfare office. I wasn't going to call that idiot again. I get to the window and the lady says I can't see my stupid worker because he isn't my worker anymore. I don't have a worker, right now. WHAT?!!! OH MY GOD! I HAVE to talk to someone today! Ok, the lady says, you can see the Worker of the Day.

FORTY MINUTES LATER! I go to the window, again, as I have had to do twice already. (This is their way to make you give up and go home, maybe?) Finally, I got to see the Worker of the Day. She says I have to get a letter from Kaiser stating that I don't have them anymore. What?

Now, let's take a second here, and look at all the technology in the world and figure out why these idiots can't just call each other, or fax the letter to Medi-Cal, or communicate in some way? Why do I have to do this?

I started crying. This HAS to work, I tell her! My migraines and allergies are out of control! This has been going on since APRIL! Come ON! She says I can just to to one of Kaiser's administrative offices and get the letter and then just bring it back to them. So I drive down to Kaiser. There is no parking. Not one space! It's the hospital, what was I thinking, anyway?

So I go home and call the member services 800 number. When I get through all the automated crap and finally get a person she says that Kaiser doesn't give letters. They will take the K-code off of me and that will take 24 to 48 BUSINESS hours to complete. I said, but Medi-Cal told me to get a letter! What if this doesn't work? She said it WILL work, and that it may be Medi-Cal's policy to ask for a letter, but it isn't Kaiser's policy. Their policy is to do the K-code thing. Bye!

So that's where I am now, waiting for almost a week to get this K-code thing off my file. I will make another appointment with my doctor, but I'm going to check my eligibility before I go in. I am soooo pissed right, now!

Nobody cares about you when you are on Medi-Cal. Nobody has any sympathy for you. It doesn't matter that your life is falling apart. It's just not their policy.

This Year (so far)

2007-01-16T17:51:00.000-08:00

Ok, so far this year is freaking great!

I haven't thought about whathisname is so long. This makes me VERY happy. It might truely be time to move on. I want to know how everyone feels about dating at work. There is a smoking hot guy at work and I'm very curious about him. But should I even bother and what if it dosen't work out? Awkward? I've been trying to give it some real thought here. I don't need to jack-up my life anymore than it is.

Oh my god he is fine! I find myself trying to find ways to talk to him. He's always so nice and sends me email's sometimes with a ;-). How cute is that? He's smells good too. I don't know help me out guys!!

The other GREAT, WONDERFUL & AMAZING thing in my life? I don't want to jinx it, but I (maybe) getting a promotion. With a raise and bounes every three months, so keep yuou fingers crossed for me.

So far, so good. If January is this good, can you imagine how this REST of the year might go?

Crap!

2007-01-09T11:50:00.000-08:00

Last Wednesday, I was let go from the first of my two part-time jobs. I am pretty sad and also happy.

I am sad because I will be even poorer and I will miss my boss. He was the most kind and understanding boss I have ever had. He never minded when I had a migraine, and was indeed very concerned for me when I did. He was generous in my pay per hour, and birthday and Christmas gifts. I will never forget "Sir."

I am happy I am not there anymore because I didn't get along very well with Sir's secretary. She was always crabby and short-tempered. She used to snap at me almost everyday I was there. She made me so nervous that I had a hard time learning. (I have been learning very well at my second job because they are so laid back.) Everything had to be perfect, and nobody's perfect.

I had just begun to "get it," when I was let go. They just didn't have enough work for me.

I went to work at my only job, now, yesterday. I had a full day, and got a lot done. Nobody there thinks things have to be perfect. Not even the boss, who is Sir's best friend. I hope work doesn't run out there, too. I really like it there. I am hoping that someday, they'll hire me full time. I wouldn't have to worry about my migraines because my boss there is also very understanding, and much more laid back than Sir.

Besides, I am going to the doctor at the end of the month, and am hoping allergy shots will cause me to have much fewer migraines. Then I'll only have my emotional problems to deal with, which I must say is getting better. I am beginning to think I may not need anti-depressants. This has just been a hard time in my life. After all, I AM getting divorced and being forced back into the work place with this debilitating condition.

But for some reason, I am feeling really strong today. I usually feel weak and ineffective when I lose a job, but today I feel like I'll be able to take care of myself and my son once I begin my allergy shots. It must be HOPE.

To grami darling

2007-01-08T18:15:00.000-08:00

Thiss is for you grami darling... Hey guys guess what, my mommy is going to let me get my bellybutton pierced....
this is so kool.

Hi!

2006-12-30T15:54:00.000-08:00

Hi people!! This is Angelia. I'll be posting on this blog now. I am Purpleoceanmoon's youngest daughter and Miss Rabbit's sister. C U when I have something to write.

I'm Back!

2006-12-29T18:33:00.000-08:00

Aaagh.....It's good to be back!

Where do I start. Christmas was FUN. Seeing my family makes me very happy. Cousins were cracking me up. Grandma can't hear anything . . . good times. There were new people this year. Yes! Two new guys. Very cute and very sweet. My girls brought their boyfriends. Matt & Day- Day.

I also got great gifts this year. Good for me. I got "JAWS" for PS2. You ARE the shark. I wish everyone could have seen the face on Allison! LOL!!! Good times. I love gift cards. I got Elephant Bar & Starbucks. Yummy. The sweaters that I got make me look really good. I ate too much though, oh well.

It's been fun catching up. I don't know what what I'm doing for New Years, but there will be drinking. Later!

Purpleoceanmoon

2006-12-29T14:53:00.000-08:00

My sister, Purpleoceanmoon, (Jenn), got kicked off the Crazy Bitch Blog accidentally as a result of my moving over from Beta. I have sent her another invitation, as the first one hasn't been received as yet.

I have also sent an invitation to Angel, her second daughter. We will see what she chooses to call herself.

Barking Dog (continued)

2006-12-29T14:28:00.000-08:00

Well, I called the SPCA on my neighbors. They told me that they haven't had officers to go do warnings, etc. in three years! I HAD to call the County.

It's not called "Sacramento County Animal Control" anymore. It's called "Sacramento County Animal Care and Services." That's good.

I had looked over the fence that morning to see if they had given the barking dog a house yet, but no house. I then noticed that I couldn't see a bowl of food or water anywhere.

When I finally got someone to answer, (I was on hold for over ten minutes just to speak to a person), I reported the problem only after I stated I did not want the dog picked up only to be put down. I told her that the dog has no shelter and perhaps no food or water and barks quite a bit. I told her that I thought the dog would stop barking so much if she had a dog house to go into.

I haven't heard the man beating the dog again, but I have heard him loving her up, (sigh). I did, however, report to the County lady that I had heard him beat her to try to get her to shut up. She said they would be doing a "welfare check." That sounds fine to me. I also told her I wanted to be anonymous. The last thing I need is more troublesome neighbors.

When I am in my warm bed at night, and the wind is blowing hard and cold, or it is raining, I am so very sad for the dog. I hear the clinking of the tags on my little shih-tzus as they mosey around the bed in the dark like tiny cows and I realize how lucky they are.

CHRISTMAS

2006-12-22T16:16:00.000-08:00

I cant wait untill christmas! The best day ever i got my boyfriend a tight presant . I got him a blue glass dragon . I think he will like it . so today went by fast we had a rally ! the had music and dancers and a whole bunch of other things but yeah thats what i have to say

Barking Dog

2006-12-15T19:07:00.000-08:00

My neighbor that lives directly behind me has a large, brindle, mixed breed dog. She has been barking a lot lately. She has been waking me up early in the morning. I finally had it the other day when she woke me up at 5:30 in the morning.

I went over to her house and knocked on the door. The man of the house answered. I was very nice. He told me that he has been trying to train her not to bark. How do you train a dog not to bark, especially if she is outside all the time? He told me her sister was gone, (what does that mean?), and she has been outside because they had a newborn in the house, and they don't want her around the baby.

I have been hoping someone else would call the police or the ASPCA, but just now I heard something that really pisses me off.

I was sitting on my bed by the window. I had it open a little bit, and so was able to hear the dog barking very, very well. I started having fun with it, and told my dogs to "speak." We were all barking for a little while. We stopped and I was watching tv. The dog on the other side was still barking. After a while, I heard the man yelling at her to shut up. Then I heard this sound that sounded kinda like a big tennis ball bouncing over and over. I didn't know what it was until I heard the dog begin to whine. He was hitting her really hard.

I felt instantly sick. I felt almost responsible. I wanted to steal her from them. What can I do?

I guess I will have to call the ASPCA. I have been afraid to call anybody because I felt that at least she had a home and was fed. She doesn't have a dog house, though. When it rains, she has to stay under the awning of the house. They have a wicker love seat there for her to lay on. I was afraid that if she got taken from them, she would get put down because she is a large, mixed breed dog and they are hard to get adopted. I knew that the ASPCA would come out and tell them to get her a house. I figured they would get her one, but she would still be outside all by herself. But now. . .

Based on tv, I don't think the ASPCA will have her put down. I will have to call because she has had enough abuse.

MY NEW BOYFRIEND

2006-12-12T17:50:00.000-08:00

OK i have a new boy friend and he is so sweet i never meet a guy who is exactly like me! Im a girl version of him, its totaly weird lol. He is so buff like the incredible hulk so cute and so sweet man i can go on for days butt ill save you guys that lol

The Phantom Fart

2006-12-11T21:13:00.000-08:00

I have told my son, nieces and the rest of my family to never fart in close proximity(sp?) to me. Now, I know that no one, (hopefully), wants to smell a fart, but it's far more than that for me. Seriously.

Have you seen, "Click," with Adam Sandler? Remember the part where he's pissed at his boss, (David Hasselhoff), and stops time and farts loooong and hard directly into the guy's mouth? When he starts time again, his boss tries to talk, but keeps smacking his mouth and lips, trying to figure out what that is. He asks his secretary, "Shit? Did you put SHIT in my LUNCH?"

So, back to why I can't stand farting close to me. It is because the air that was JUST IN YOUR ASS is now IN MY NOSE and AROUND MY MOUTH! It is because there are ASS PARTICLES flying around lose in the air! ASS PARTICLES! From SOMEONE ELSE'S ASS!

Okay! Christmas is the time of year when everyone is shopping. Happy shoppers! Joyfully shopping and. . . farting.

I was at Walmart. I was joyfully shopping and turning a corner into a completely empty row. I needed cat food. As I turned into the row, I smelled it. I immediately closed my mouth and held my breath. Now, this wasn't your run of the mill fart; it was like some kinda hot, thick, diarhea fart! I almost barfed.

WHAT KIND OF ANIMAL lets lose this kind of fart in public? I tried to comfort myself, telling myself that it was some poor old person who had lost control of their ass. We can only hope. There was suddenly a crowd of people at the other end of the row, and after I grabbed the cat food, I had to turn around and walk through it again! Uuugh! Evil resides in that person's ass. Seriously.

All these people shopping means you are exposed to more people than usual while picking up anything at any store. You are in greater peril than one may have thought. Think about it, then don't go around shopping with your mouth open.

The Bitch Is Back

2006-12-10T16:38:00.000-08:00

Hey, folks! I have finally become brave enough to get online and post. I have been dealing with a slew of trouble.

First of all, my computer was down again. I got on the phone with Dell, paid $99, and only four hours later, (sense the sarcasm?) my computer was free of the 28,526 issues it had on it. They were things like viruses, downloaders, worms, advertisements, etc. The guy ran it through four cleaners before it finally was clean. I thought I might need an exocist after the first three cleaners, but the fourth got the rest. The Dell guy put a 30 day trial version of a security system on my 'puter. I will still need to buy the updates for the one I already have on it. I also defragmented it. It took a long time. My SBCYahoo shortcut disappeared, so I have to get on the phone with those guys to fix that. I am using only my Internet Explorer, right now.

Last week was crap. Pure crap! It went like this:

Monday: My newest adoptee, Ghost, the dirty, old, white cat, died. He was extremely skinny and dirty, not good signs for cats, but I fed him and hoped for the best. Knowing that he was sick and old was really no comfort for me when he died. He died horribly. He had messed himself and his little outdoor house, and collapsed on the grass. My son, Seth found him on the grass when he was waiting for my dad to pick him up for school. Poor Ghost was half frozen. He was meowing very slowly. Seth got me up, and I put him on top of the dryer and turned it on. I wrapped him in my robe and got the heating pad under him on low. I put a warm baggie of water between his little wet paws. He didn't seem to be able to see, but he could sense me. I warmed him up pretty good before it was time to go to the vet. I had to wait an hour to take him. I surrendered him to them, and I am positive they put him down. I cried on the way to work, and left after a half a day. I cried all that night.

Tuesday: The night I was crying for Ghost turned into Tuesday. Three o'clock in the morning Tuesday, something happened to me that had never happened before. I had dreaded something like this happening to me all my life; my toilet overflowed. I had just gone pee and flushed the toilet. I standing there washing my hands when I hear, "splassshhhssssssss" and then felt cold, pee water on my feet! Eeeeeeew! Oh my God, it was sooooo gross! I got a whole bunch of towles and mopped it up. I put a clean towle down, and washed my feet. I was really, really sleepy, too. I sucked so bad. The next day I bleached the HELL out of it. Which could've been part of what caused Wednesday's problem.

Wednesday: I had been crying about Ghost the night before, and when I got up, my eyes were swollen and light sensitive, but not too bad. I got to work, and thought to myself, "It sure seems bright in here, today." I tried to start working, but got an aura. Yep, a monkey, freakin' migraine! Damnit! I hate when I get them when I'm already at work! My dad had to come and get me, and I can't really see, so he has to lead me out and help me and drama, drama, drama! I don't mind other people's drama, but I absolutely HATE mine! It's embarrassing!

Thursday: I was still sick from my migraine, and was home from work. My dad is getting certified for remote control plane flying. He called me and asked me if I could pick up Seth so that he could stay in Woodland and fly a little longer. I said, "Of course." I went to Target to pick up some Claritin, and whilst backing out, I saw my mom! We went to her house and had lunch. It was a very nice lunch. Then it was time for me to go pick up Seth because he gets out at 1:30 on Thursdays. I had just crossed Fulton while on Hurley, when the cars ahead of me suddenly braked hard. I thought I might hit the guy in front of me, but didn't. I looked in my review mirror to see if the guy behind me was going to hit me, and to my absolute horror, he was! He was trying to get through the green light and was coming fast! I turned my car towards the sidewalk and started to go, but he hit me! It wasn't too bad a hit, but it knocked my little pink hat right off my head! My car has a crack in the back lights and in the fiber glass, but it looks fine! The other guy's car was crumpled in the front!

Friday: I woke up stiff and sore. I was also dizzy. Not enough to go to the emergency for, but enough to make me not go to work. All the troubles, all the time off work which equals no money, all the crap I've been going through emotionally; all were too much for me, and I had a little breakdown. My dad came to pick me up, and took me to mom and dad's. They kindly offered to have me move in with them, but I can never feel like the adult I am when I live with them. I cannot be the mother I am with them living in the same house. I cannot be myself, as I am now. I tend to become their little girl, and become too comfortable. It's just not right for children to go back home, and never attractive to a possible love interest. I't not a good example for kids, either. I HAVE to be stronger! Looks like it's time for: da ta da! Super-anti-depressants! Strength you can buy! Then it's, "Look out world!"

Wish me luck, my peeps, and maybe say a little prayer. I can use all the help I can get! I am going to have a positive post, next time. I am trying to think of something positive. Got any ideas?

Top Model

2006-12-08T13:38:00.000-08:00

Does anyone watch this show? I LOVE it!! I've been watching this show from the beginning. I'm getting very good at knowing who is going to be the Top Model. Cycle 7 as it was known. To tell the truth I did like very many from this group. The whining was on my last nerve! Almost all the girls did it. Only two seemed to be truly happy to be there.

It came down to Melrose and Caridee. I love Caridee and I'm sooo glad she won. Melrose was just too stuck up. I wanted her to go the first show. She made me sick, but she could model. It made sense that she was one of the final two.

Caridee was the one that suprised me the most. She was just one of the girls. It was about the third show when I told Rosemary " She's going to make it to the finals" I knew she would be in the top three at least. I started to scream when they showed her picture and told her that she won.

So will I be right the next cycle? We will see.

Where are the Bitches?

2006-11-30T14:01:00.000-08:00

We (and by we I mean Allison) have been having trouble with the computer again. So much has been happening!! Rose has a new boyfriend. He is very nice and buff! She thinks he is great. Angelia got her hearing checked and she is doing better. The surgery she had on her ear really did the trick. She'll go back in six months for another check-up. I'm doing much better since my "Fat Bastard" post. I'm feeling happy again!! I've lost 3 more pounds. That always makes me happy. Hopfully, we'll be back soon and then we can give all the details. I'm at work right now on my lunch, so this is short (again).

Happy Thanksgiving!!!

2006-11-21T12:31:00.000-08:00

THE CLOSET

A woman takes a lover home during the day while her husband is at work.
Her 9-year old son comes home unexpectedly, sees them and hides in the bedroom closet to watch.
The woman's husband also comes home. She puts her lover in the closet, not realizing that the little boy is in there already.
The little boy says, "Dark in here."
The man says, "Yes, it is."
Boy: "I have a baseball."
Man: "That's nice."
Boy: "Want to buy it?"
Man: "No, thanks."
Boy: "My Dad's outside."
Man: "OK, how much?"
Boy: "$250"
In the next few weeks, it happens again that the boy and the lover are in the closet together.
Boy: "Dark in here."
Man: "Yes, it is."
Boy: "I have a baseball glove."
The lover, remembering the last time, asks the boy,"How much?"
Boy: "$750"
Man: "Sold."
A few days later, the Dad says to the boy "Grab your glove, let's go outside and have a game of catch." The boy says, "I can't, I sold my baseball and my glove."
The Dad asks, "How much did you sell them for?"
Boy: "$1,000"
The Dad says, "That's terrible to over charge your friends like that ... that is way more than those two things cost. I'm taking you to church, to confession."
They go to the church and the Dad makes the little boy sit in the confessional booth and closes the door.
The boy says, "Dark in here."
The priest says, "Don't start that shit again, your in my Closet now

THANKSGIVING DIVORCE---
A man in Phoenix calls his son in New York the day before Thanksgiving and says,"I hate to ruin your day, but I have to tell you that your mother and I are divorcing; forty-five years of misery is enough.
"Pop, what are you talking about?" the son screams. We can't stand the sight of each other any longer," the father says. "We're sick of each other, and I'm sick of talking about this, so you call your sister in Chicago and tell her."
Frantic, the son calls his sister, who explodes on the phone. "Like heck they're getting divorced," she shouts, "I'll take care of this,"
She calls Phoenix immediately, and screams at her father, "You are NOT getting divorced. Don't do a single thing until I get there. I'm calling my brother back, and we'll both be there tomorrow. Until then, don't do a thing, DO YOU HEAR ME?" and hangs up.

The old man hangs up his phone and turns to his wife.
"Okay," he says, "they're coming for Thanksgiving and paying their own way."

The Fat Bastard

2006-11-04T19:04:00.000-08:00

Ok people, I know I've been gone a while. Things have being changing in the world of Jenn. I've just recently been feeling better over a bad, bad break up.
It all started about a year ago when Terry told me that his sister's best friend would be moving into his house. His DEAD sister's best friend! She was getting out of prison, but that's her story. Of course I had the normal reaction. I was pissed!!! Some how he managed to convince me that he loved me. Sigh!
So for months I started to see them "connecting" over his sister. I told myself, "They’re just old friends," thinking they have been friends for years. Not true. When I asked him one night how long he had known her, he said, "Well, they first time WE met her." That was two years before! I knew it was over between us. I was very sad, but not heartbroken. Huh? I mean I cried all the time, but it wasn't always for Terry. A lot of the time I found myself crying for Greg. Huh? I decided to just let myself cry.
For what ever reason, I’ve been doing very well since the last time I saw him. The week in June. He brought back a night stand that was "mine." It was his, but it had my things inside. I didn’t really want to talk to him. I wanted him to say he was sorry and know he wanted the same thing from me. It was mostly small talk. It made me sad at first, thinking that things had gotten to this point. Sad and Awkward!
Two weeks later I was thinking that maybe I was too harsh. I called him to see if we could talk things out. He said he’d call me right back. Riiight! I always knew it was the right thing, us breaking up. It was really doomed from the start. My beloved Greg died and I needed someone to take my mind off it. Terry was just what I needed. So last night Allison and Rosemary finally tell me that they saw him in the mall last week with her and her kids. I WAS RIGHT!! So now what? Move on and leave that mother-fucker where he belongs. In the past. So long Fucker!!! You’ll always be, "Fat Bastard," to me and my family!

What Have I Been Doing?

2006-11-04T11:30:00.000-08:00

I have been reading a book called, "Classic Christianity," by Bob George. It explains what Jesus did for us on the Cross. I have always been grateful for how Jesus sacrificed himself for the forgiveness of sins for the whole world, but I didn't really understand how that could be.

Bob George has a really tight grip on what Christianity means. There is only one place in his book that I do not agree with, and that is being gay is a sin. I really cannot believe that. I feel that this man has done a great deal of good works, but has a ways to go as far as understanding God's will, (as do we all). So when I read books like this, I always take it with a grain of salt, but I read them because I, too, am searching for a clearer understanding of God's will.

I obviously couldn't relate the entire book to you on this little blog, but I will tell you what I learned most from it.

When Adam disobeyed God, that made the entire human race become, "spiritually dead." We were not relying on God's will to guide our lives, anymore. We used our free will to decide to stop listening to God's will. Since then, man has been sinning. Even when following The Ten Commandments to the tee, we were still sinners. There is nothing we can do to stop sinning because of our very nature. We were separated from God by our own doing.

So God in His grace, gave us Jesus, the bridge back to God. He was the only man on Earth to be born without that original sin. He was/is the perfect human being. He was, "in" God, and God's will was the only will He followed. He was like Adam was in the Garden of Eden. And like Adam, changed the whole world.

God put all of our sins onto Jesus, and then Jesus was killed. To God, our sins have been forgiven; dealt with. We keep sinning, but God has forgiven us for all of our sins. When that finally sinks in, we realize that we can stop begging God for forgiveness and begin trying to hear His will again. When we hear and listen to His will with our hearts, not just our minds, His Commandments are naturally obeyed.

What stands out the most here for me, at least right now, is that the whole world was changed by Jesus, just as it was changed by Adam. We are closer to being like Adam and Eve in the Garden than ever, and I am so excited about that! If you really think about it, the world has gotten better since Jesus. People have become more and more concerned about their fellow man as the ages go by.

So, THAT IS THE GOOD NEWS! I used to wonder why Jesus being killed on the Cross could be good news, but now I understand. Everything between God and man has changed for the better, and has been for the last 2,000 years. God just wants us to come back to Him. He wants us to live in, "Eden," again with Him, but we must choose to listen to carry out His divine will of love and peace.

Marie! Nana! Please send me an email at my new address!

2006-11-01T19:53:00.000-08:00

My new email address is allisoncarlucci@ the same provider as before! I need to add you guys to my address book because it got destroyed!

Smoochapooch is gone!

2006-10-30T10:36:00.000-08:00

Hey, folks! Long time, no post, eh?

I am just letting everyone know that my old email address, Smoochapooch is gone, and it is replaced by allisoncarlucci. Same provider. Please send me an email, as my address book is gone, too. Thanks!

boxing

2006-10-26T17:38:00.000-07:00

So to day I boxed 3 people! Im so happy! Well lately people been bringing boxing gloves and in been boxing. I beat so far all the girls that in boxed! Don’t worrie we only play box sometimes!
lol
love ms rabbit

Raiders

2006-10-24T17:10:00.000-07:00

Raiders
Man im a fan of the Raiders . Yep me! I love that team with a passion . They won the other day and im the happiest. So today I was wearing my Raiders shirt and I had ceramics got it dirty! I was so mad! Man. Now I got to wash it !

love miss. Rabbit

This Sucks!

2006-10-19T18:00:00.000-07:00

Yeah I’m a Crazy Bitch now.

So my name is Rosie and I’m 16. . . well you guys know me.

Today I went to school for the first time in a week because I was sick with the flu.
So anyways, there is this boy I like named John. I call him "sexy shoes."

So today in P.E. we were playing volleyball and he comes up to me like he was going to kiss me but he doesn’t and walks away. Right then, I look at his neck and there were three big fat hickies! I felt stupid lol!

Then after school we kick it and John kicks it with us, so Angel tells me he has a girl and sadly she’s pretty. Lol! Isn’t that sad? So yeah, this sucks!

Tonight is the Project Runway Finale!!!!!!

2006-10-18T12:21:00.000-07:00

Yaaaaaaaaaaaay!!!!!!!!!!

I can't wait! I haven't a real clue who will win, but I think maybe Jeffrey! I don't think that he had outside help at all! Unless you want to count his years as a tweek! Even sober now, an old tweek is an old tweek!

I had a hard time liking him at first. He is kinda hard, but I guess we know why, now! His girlfriend and kid look like him! That is so cute!

My favorite lines so far, are Jeffrey and Laura. She has real class, and I was surprised to see that she DIDN'T have a whole lotta plunging necklines! I LOVE her stuff, but maybe that's just because of how freakin' old I am! She has a mature look to her clothes, but I think that's waaaay better than the skimpy clothes made for younger folks these days.

I don't know what happened to Michael. I hate his "urban safari" theme. The stuff I saw, I did not like. (sigh)

Uli is STILL doing the same thing; flowy prints for hot wezzar. Pretty, but done.

So, bring it on!

How I Know I'm Old

2006-10-18T12:10:00.000-07:00

Check out these really old pictures, eh? That is my beautiful mother, all by herself. Don't you love the skinny Mexican eyebrows? I always thought my mom was so beautiful, but all the kids think their mom is beautiful, right? But just check out that face! My mom really IS beautiful! I think she could've been a model!

The middle is all of us; Mom, Jenn and I. I'm the one on the right. I don't remember taking this picture, but was it at the Del Amo Mall(sp?) I loved that mall! The didn't just have a carousel, they had other rides! I especially liked the "Busy Bee," ride, but you wouldn't have been able to tell because I used to ride it with all seriousness. My mom wasn't even sure I was having a good time, but I was!

That is my sixth grade picture. I followed fashion even then, but why is it always so embarrassing later? Dang!

Mom gave me these pictures at my dad's/my birthday party. I LOVE old pictures, even if they aren't mine! Enjoy!

Happy F*$# Birthday to me

2006-10-10T21:03:00.000-07:00

Sunday was my 35th birthday. Man, I am sooo sick of this! It used to be fun, getting older. It was like, yay, I’m big enough to eat a Big Mac! Yay, 16! I can drive! And, yay 21, I can drink! Now it’s just you getting older and uglier! Why is God doing this to us? Whyyyyy?!

What do I have to look forward to?

It’s scary, watching your life just slip away. It seems that time gets shorter and shorter and you just keep getting pushed closer and closer to the end of the high dive; which of course, is Death. (Yes, I was "Goth," as a teenager, but it was called "Vogue," waaaay back then.)

But then there are days like the other day, where I’m laying there in my bed with an alien trying to pop out of my head, and death is like, an eternity away. How long do I have to put up with this, I ask! What is the purpose of all this crap?

Then I remember the answer to that question that I always tell people. Why do we live and die? Well, with eternal life yawning ahead of us, WHAT ELSE IS THERE TO DO? So I groan and swing my arm like Napoleon Dynamite, and get on with my boring, painful life as best as I can. Begrudgingly, of course.

No, I don’t have a good outlook on life right now. Good for you if you do. I am venting, and that is why I called myself, "Crazy Bitch," because I know you folks will read this and say to yourselves, "What a crazy bitch!" Was I wrong?

#@$!!!

2006-10-06T21:05:00.000-07:00

I told you you would hear about my migraines. So I'm bitchin' about them today!

As it is true that my computer is having a problem with adware, I find that I can still do a post. I had to check my email, anyway.

I had a migraine, (a head attack sent directly from Satan), on Tuesday, on the right side of my head. I couldn't go to work because it started as soon as I went into the bathroom to pee. Then I went in to work the next day. I had Thursday off, but then, later that night, I got another one! I bigger one, on the left side of my head! (They always go from one side to the other. The next time I have one, it will be back on the right side.) I went to work today, but I was lucky that the boss was out of the office all day, and the other secretary went home. I was alone with a little work, and my ghost stories that I read online. Thank you, Sweet Jesus!

But then there is now, at the end of the day, when I am exhausted and my head is simply throbbing. I can hear the blood rushing in my own ears. When I was a kid, I used to call it "The Marching Soldiers."

Because of having the attacks so close together, (the side of the head thing), the top of my head is just a hat of pain. I am so aware of the top of my head right now, that I feel like a Sasquach.

Well, I 'm going to stop looking at this lighted screen and go to f*%$*'in' bed!

Allison's computer is down

2006-10-04T15:59:00.000-07:00

I just wanted you all to know that Allison's computer is down. I'm doing this from work, so it's a very small post. I got this today.

THINGS THAT HALLMARK CARDS DON'T SAY BUT SHOULD: CARDS DON'T SAY My tire was thumping. I thought it was flat When I looked at the tire.... I noticed your cat. Sorry! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ H eard your wife left you, How upset you must be. But don't fret about it... She moved in with me. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Looking back over the years that we've been together, I can't help but wonder... "What the hell was I thinking?" ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Congratulations on your wedding day! Too bad no one likes your husband. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ How could two people as beautiful as you Have such an ugly baby? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I 've always wanted to have someone to hold, someone to love. After having met you .. I've changed my mind. -------------------------------------- ---------------------------------------------------------- I must admit, you brought Religion into my life. I never believed in Hell until I met you. A s the days go by, I think of how lucky I am... That you're not here to ruin it for me. #################################################### Congratulations on your promotion. Before you go... Would you like to take this knife out of my back? You'll probably need it again. ******************************************************************************** Happy Birthday, Uncle Dad! (Available only in Tennessee , Kentucky & West Virginia) ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Happy birthday! You look great for your age. Almost Lifelike! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ When we were together, you always said you'd die for me. Now that we've broken up, I think it's time you kept your promise.
We have been friends for a very long time .. let's say we stop? +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ I 'm so miserable without you it's almost like you're here. ===================================================== Congratulations on your new bundle of joy. Did you ever find out who the father was?

Your friends and I wanted to do something special for your birthday. So we're having you put to sleep.

So your daughter's a hooker, and it spoiled your day. Look at the bright side, it's really good pay

Mind of Mencia

2006-09-29T22:43:00.000-07:00

If you haven't seen the "Mind of Mencia," you totally need to! Oh my God, he is FUNNY! As a person who came from a family of Mexican descent, it makes me almost go chee-chee my pantalones! Do yourself a favor, check it out!

(Silence)

2006-09-28T20:35:00.000-07:00

"Wow! That was a big break, eh? I was tired! I have been working hard AND working out, and I have been beat! I lost some weight, though!

PROJECT RUNWAY!

Wasn't that GREAT?!!!! I am SOOOO glad they are all going! It's true; they are all very different and very talented! I can't wait to see their shows! I also can't wait to see the show with them all back together, again! That Keith guy is there, and I guess he feels he was conspired against! What a load of crap! That clown just wanted to fool everybody, and laugh with all his evil friends, later. Well, THEY FOUND YOU OUT, FOOL! DEAL WITH IT!

Looks like "Top Chef" is coming back! That's a pretty good show, too! I find that I am really liking the reality tv shows! You know what my son, Seth turned me on to? "The Flavor of Love!" Yep! That's right, "The Flavor of Love," on VH1. Now, that show is ENTERTAINING!! Whooo! Those girls are soo stupid! It's entertaining like "Jerry Springer," is entertaining! It's like, "glad I'm not those people!"

I had to watch Project Runway, last night, but Barbara Walters interviewed Terri Irwin, the Crocodile Hunter's widow, on at the same time. It didn't occur to me to just call my mom and ask her to tape it for me, so I went online quickly, and caught some of it there. Heartbreaking. That poor woman is just heartbroken. My sister and I really feel for her. Did you know their daughter, Bindi, is going to have a show of her own on the Discovery Channel called, "Bindi, the Jungle Girl?" Whoa! Go Irwin spirit! Gonna watch that one!

Well, I gotta go watch "A Haunting," on the Discovery Channel at nine o'clock. "Supernatural," is also on a nine, but my wonderful mother is taping it for me! Thanks, Mom!

My New Commute.....Aaargh!

2006-09-24T13:24:00.000-07:00

The bank that I work for moved to the new building this week. It's off of Zinfandel. It's doesn't take that long once I'm on the freeway. It's getting there that's the problemo!

Monday wasn't that bad, I had to be to work at 8:30. I left the house at 7:50, got on the freeway by 8. Good stuff, I thought it might always be like that. Tuesday I had the day off. Wednesday I wanted to go in early, and that was a bad idea. I left at 7:20, I didn't get to the freeway till 7:50. So it didn't matter at all, I got to work on time anywayl. I guess if I need to get there early I'll need to get on Howe.

Everyone is crazy in the morning. People are so aggressive on the freeway. I've never really had to take the freeway. I used to take 160 about five years ago, but that's not really a freeway, more like a very long and fast street. This is something else. It's, hmm. . .HELL!!

Coming home is this same no matter what. I leave work at 5 and get on the freeway and sit there. It's a good thing I have a radio. It keeps me sane. I sing along and step on the gas, step on the brake, etc, etc....AARRGH!! I'm going to have to calm down, I just can't live this way. I can't move out to Rancho Cordova. YECK!!! Maybe I should get some CD's with a soothing effect because I'm going to lose it.

Yar!

2006-09-19T17:05:00.000-07:00

Ahoy, there, maties! This be Talk Like a Pirate Day! We be talkin' like pirates at work today! It was buckets 'o fun, it was!

Now, I'm the kinda lass who talks like a pirate even when it's NOT Talk Like a Pirate Day! This day be fun! Aaaaaargh!

My Rescue Fishies!

2006-09-18T20:22:00.000-07:00

The other day I was at my friend's house, and noticed that her set of three Beta fishes, (two boys, one girl), were in dire straights. One's water was so low that the top of his dorsal fin dried out. One other had so much poo in it, the water was brown. She has been very, very busy, and hadn't noticed how neglected the fish were.

I think she could tell from the look on my face that I wanted to help them. When I asked if she wanted me to give them some fresh water, she offered them to me. She just didn't have time to care for them, anymore.

So I took home my poor, little fish friends, and gave them fresh, clean bowls and water, right away. I washed the little "rocks" inside their bowls that are really globs of colored glass that are flattened on one side. I then gave them a little food. They are now doing great!

When I come over to them and start telling them that they are good, pretty fishies, and that I love them, they seem to like it. They come right to the surface to see me! Sometimes I'm afraid the bigger male will jump out of the water for a kiss!

But, today after I got my coffee, I noticed that the little female wasn't visable. This was weird because they live in those little, clear, globe bowls in which you can see everything inside. So where was she? I looked closely, and she was stuck under one of her "rocks" and wiggling for her life! In an instant, I saved her. Whew! Silly, widdle fishy!

About 15 minutes later, I got a feeling that I should check on her. I looked, and she was gone AGAIN! At closer inspection, she was REALLY stuck! She was completely underneath a couple "rocks." She was trying to get at some food that fell beneath the "rocks." I saved her yet again, but this time, I took her "rocks" out. She has lost her "rocks" privilege.

When I was accepting them, I was thinking that it's not hard to care for fish. Just don't over-feed them. Well, I guess Beta fish are different!

September 16, 2002

2006-09-16T12:39:00.000-07:00

This is my favorite picture of Jenn's husband, Greg. Wasn't he handsome? I printed 8x10s for Seth and the girls and framed them. His sister, Sandy, who was my best girl-friend at the time, took it. It was before Jenn and Greg got married. Before he began to die.

As you can see from my sister's last piece, today is the anniversary of his death. It has been 4 long, short years. In some ways it feels like an eternity that he has been gone. I was used to seeing him every single day. But because of seeing him every single day, it still feels like yesterday that we were hanging out at their house.

He was really my bestest friend. Jenn has always been close because she is my sister, but I never expected her husband to become my very best friend in the world. He and I could talk about anything Jenn and I could, sometimes more. He had a way of making us feel like everything was ok, even though we all new it wasn't.

Greg was dynamic! He was the kind of guy everybody could like and hang out with. He knew SO much stuff! If I wanted to know how something worked, he knew. He was seldom stumped. He was very close to his parents, who were 40 and 50 when he was born, and they taught him how to be an old fashioned man. A good man.

Well, they say only the good die young, and I believe that about Greg, (as well as Steve Irwin). I'm glad that he is done suffering. That was the absolutely worst part of all this, ofcourse, excepting the day he died.

Fours years ago, today, I was called home from work to be with Greg when he died. I was so used to him going to the hospital and coming home, that two days earlier, I promised him that when he got out of the hospital this time, he could come home with me and I would take care of him. I was shocked when I got the call.

From that moment on, it was like walking through fire. Somehow, through the torturing pain, I could feel the calming presence of God. I could "hear" that that day was "special" through the sound of the leaves blowing in the breeze, (I have psychic episodes). It almost felt like the day a baby is born, (Heaven is close by, and the gates are opening). I felt peace and pain. The moment he died, I knew, and I nearly fainted. I'm not sure, but I felt like my soul wanted to go, too.

All this from a brother-in-law? This is what I get a lot when I try to tell people how much Greg meant to me. I guess most folks don't love their in-laws that much, to hang out with them everyday, and truly become brothers and sisters. But this is what Greg was and is to me; my big brother, who will come for me on my "special" day.

In the End

2006-09-12T19:38:00.000-07:00

Greg and I got married when he was nineteen and I was eighteen. Yes, nineteen and eighteen! I wasn’t pregnant either. I just loved him. I always felt deep down that there wasn’t enough time. I always tried to tell myself that I was just scared. I had Rosemary by the time I was twenty. Seven months later I found out I was going to have Angelia. Dude.

Towards the end of my pregnancy, about August, Greg started to not feel too good. He always felt like he had the flu. He wouldn’t go to the doctor because he didn’t have insurance yet. Medi-Cal takes a while to get.

One morning in November, he woke up looking like he had gained twenty pounds. He FINALLY, went to the doctor. The ER is more like it. I called my mom, so she could get Angelia(she was one and a half week old).

Greg and I sat there waiting for the doctor. We looked down the hall, and saw a crowd of doctors heading towards us. We said to each other, "feel sorry for the poor bastard those guys are coming to see." As they were coming around, I said, "Oh, God, Greg. I think they're coming for us". They were. I’m not kidding. . . TWENTY doctors came looking for him.

They told him of the mass in his chest. Did they know what it was? No. They did the biopsy the next day. They found out that the mass was putting pressure on his heart and his windpipe. He could've died just from the windpipe thing. He made it through that night, I think because of all our prayers.

So much happened that week, I still have trouble remembering it all. I remember praying to God to just give me more time. I had two babies, what was I going to do! With treatment, Greg got better and by the time Seth was born, he was Cancer free. He stayed that way for six years. Of course we lived on eggshells never knowing if IT would come back.

IT did, in 1997, right after we moved into the house on Wyda Way. He felt a lump in his armpit. He didn't tell me for a week. We went back to the doctor and found out IT was back. I think deep down we both knew that this was going to be it. They did a stem cell transplant, gave him chemo and radiation. We had to change insurance during this time, too.

I've been to ALL the hospitals here in Sacramento. I have an opinion of all of them (I won't bore you now). For the rest of that time I could see how it was always weighing on him. I always tried to think good and happy thoughts, for the most part. It was hard to keep my feelings from the girls, but we always tried to make things as normal as possible. The last thing we wanted was for them to know how bad things were.

Greg's mom died in 1995 and in the summer of 2000, Greg's dad died. I knew how much he loved his Mom & Dad, they were both gone, and he really took it hard. After that it was like he gave up. The tumor was getting bigger and the doctors kept saying it was scar tissue. Then things were getting too serious for my girls to be around and I decided to move out of the house. I didn't want the girls to see the way their dad's life was going. He was doing things that you should NEVER do. I can't say any more about that.

That last year of his life was VERY hard. He had pneumonia threes times. The third time he died. September 16, 2002 at 1:16pm. I had him in my arms. It was just where we both wanted him to be.

I will always love him. I'm not sure how I live without him.

What 9/11 Means to Me

2006-09-10T20:57:00.000-07:00

All my life I’ve heard about "the end of the world," and how it’s going to come about, especially in the year 2000. I seriously used to wonder what my future was going to be like. I was afraid of civilization coming to an immediate halt, and having to scrounge a living for myself and my son. I was afraid of nuclear war. But I never dreamed the end of the world would come on September 11, 2001.

I was home with a migraine hangover, and my then-boyfriend, Greg came over and got me up. He said a plane had hit the World Trade Center. I got my hot cup o’ joe and sat down with him to watch the news. I remembered the attack years before on the towers, and was thinking about how they would put that huge fire out, and start renovation all over again. I was even thinking about how later there would be incredible stories of survival to look forward to. Then the next plane hit; right before my eyes.

It still hadn’t sunk in that this was another terrorist attack. I thought something technical, mechanical or freaky had gone wrong with the first plane. But when the second plane hit, I thought to myself, "wait a minute. . ." My blood ran cold. My mouth dropped. I couldn’t believe what a huge terrorist attack this was. I was aching for the people in New York. When they started jumping, I started to cry.

But I didn’t know fear until I heard the news about the third plane that hit the Pentagon. The hair on the back of my neck stood out straight. I knew this meant war. I then went into a bit of a fog. I suppose it was shock, and I can’t remember clearly after that. But I remember being so scared they would hit us, here in Sacramento. I had no idea how many planes were in the air playing the roll of missile, but I sure knew that we are the capital of California.

It seemed my worst fear had started to come into being, and in a way I had never dreamed of. No nuclear weapons, but all those planes that day killed plenty of Americans. No nukes needed. Just plain, simple evil. That’s all it takes. The evil that got into the Al-Qaeda, and taught them, and still teaches them, that doing these evil acts is holy. Nobody was trying to take over the country, they just hate us and wanted to teach us a huge lesson. The lesson was to fear Al-Qaeda. Did we learn that lesson that day? Yes and no.

Yes in that we are all now scrutinized thoroughly in the airports, and indeed in all places. We have learned a great deal in building safety, travel safety and that large buildings can indeed, collapse. We have lost the dangerous complacency that lulled us into a sense of unfailing security.

No in that we are kicking their asses in all the places they hide. We are Americans, and we fight back. The people in United 93 demonstrated that immediately and thoroughly. We just aren’t a country of cowards. We are MADE of courageous, tough people with humongous balls. That’s what is takes to leave your homeland and make a new life in another. It doesn’t matter if you swim a river or take a taxi; you made that move.

So, it wasn’t the end of the world, literally; it was the end of the world as we knew it.

I now watch almost every 9/11 show I see on tv. Sometimes I see a new one and I just have to see it. When I was a kid, my dad used to watch old war movies, and I just didn’t get why. I thought that if he went to war, why would he even want to see any war movie, let alone all of them. Now I understand, Dad. I get it.

Whoa!!

2006-09-08T16:53:00.000-07:00

Just thought I'd warn y'all! I had the freakin' flu! It was Horrible! It started with stomach cramps one day, and by the next morning, I'm barfin! The rest is too gross to mention! Just know it was like being lowered into HELL!

So BEWARE!!! School has started, the wind in blowing and the germs and viruses are on the move! So, if you start getting stomach cramps, it's NOT something you ate! And for cryin' out loud, DON'T EAT A LOT!

My Tiny Animals

2006-09-07T18:09:00.000-07:00

My little dog, Mini Moon, is very crabby! She's a yapper! She doesn't like it when I leave the apartment. She stands in the window looking at me and barking. Oh yeah! Can you say spoiled? I'm totally guilty. Most people don't even know that I have cats. They actually belong to the girls. You can see Rose with Lil' Man aka sexy kitty. Lil man isn't really little, he is very fat. He meows every time I feed him. Lord Vader belongs to Angel. He LOVES her! He is always laying on her and sleeping on her bed. Every morning, he barges into my room. My door doesn't click closed, so he can just bust in. He jumps on my bed, puts his tiny paws on my shoulder and then rubs his head on my head. I just love my tiny animals. :)

Our Crocodile Hunter

2006-09-04T12:00:00.000-07:00

Seth and I are devastated about Steve Irwin, The Crocodile Hunter's death. Just devastated.

Seth has been a fan of The Crocodile Hunter since Steve came onto the scene. I had bought a plastic crocodile for Seth to jump on and wrestle. I learned how to speak in an Australian accent. I even had a crush on him.

As people who know what it's like to lose a father, we are very sad for his family. Terri, Bindi Sue and little Bob were as dear to us as Steve himself. We said a prayer for Steve and his family.

Many times, when I watched him on tv, I would wonder how he was still alive. He got so close to the animals! He really had a set of balls on him! I guess getting too close to the animals is what got him, but he died doing what he loved.

He will really be missed in our household, and indeed by our entire family. MrManuel and Princess M have also written about this very talented, caring and brave man.

Steve Irwin was and is an inspiration. He inspired us to care about the animals; he inspired us to love the "unloveable" creatures, such as crocodiles. He actually made them cute, and petlike, almost. He inspired us to be brave and to not let anything stop us. He showed us what enthusiasm really is. Steve Irwin made a big mark on this world, and in our hearts. We will miss him terribly, and never forget him. He has gone home, but we will be with him again, in time.

In the Beginning...

2006-09-03T14:36:00.000-07:00

I can't believe I'm going to say this, but it was 20 years ago that I met my husband,Greg. I was a junior in High School. We had just moved and Encina was the school I had to go to.

On the first day of school, I was trying to find all my classes. First period was Drama. I loved this class. It was my favorite. This guy Chip came up to me and asked me if I needed help. We looked at my schedule and discovered that we had the next period together, too. He said he would walk me to class.

When I got to my next class, I looked around the room real quick to see what seats where available. I sat down and heared a lot of girls talking " Oh what did you do? Are you going to be Ok?" I turned around and there he was, sitting there with a broken ankle. About five girls hanging around him. I thought to myself "Oh God". I rolled my eyes and turned away.

A couple of weeks later our class got changed and we had to move down the hall. Our teacher had us sitting differently, (so we could all see each other and share our ideas). A few more weeks went by and I was still keeping to myself. I really hated being the new kid, so I would listen to everyone in class. That way I would know something about the people around me.

I heard Greg complaining and saying "Well she NEVER talks to me!" I looked around because I wanted to know who he was talking to. And he said " Yeah! You! You never talk to me! I said " Well,I don't know you!" After that, well it was really hard to get rid of him. We went on our first date and I just fell for him. But I was just 16, and I wasn't looking for anything permanent. I tried to break up with him NINE times! And then, he wouldn't take me to the Prom! He was just being a jerk! I went without him. I went with our mutual friend, Garth.

When he saw me in my prom dress, all made up, he was really sorry he had punked out! He told me so that night! He never let me go with another man, again. From that point on, we were Jenn & Greg.

My Poochies!

2006-09-02T23:06:00.000-07:00

Here are my pooches! Aren’t they cute? They are my babies, and I treat them like the princesses they are!

The black and white one is Tosche-To. She’s so tiny! She only weighs 8lbs. I adopted her when she was only one year old. My soon-to-be ex-husband, Greg had an aunt who was suddenly dying of cancer. Tosche was a few months old when she found out.

When they aunt went into the hospital, Tosche was put into a kennel. Carol, (the aunt), asked me if I wanted her, knowing my love for shih-tzus, and how mine had died several months before. I wasn’t allowed to have a dog in my apartment. That’s why I hadn’t been able to take my first shih-tzu, Venus, with me. I had to leave Venus with my mom and dad.

I had asked Carol to try to find another home, because of the apartment’s policy. But when she died, and they hadn’t found a home for Tosche, I absolutely HAD to take her. The poor baby had been in that kennel for three months. That was no life for a little puppy. He was going to take her to the pound!

As soon as we came into Carol’s boyfriend’s house to get her, Tosche jumped up on us, wagged her little tail and kissed us! She was just the SWEETEST little baby! She was just happy to be around people, again. She’s been my darling ever since! But then. . .

I was getting married to Greg in a few months, and I was worried my son, Seth wouldn’t be too happy about having to share his mom. I decided to get him his own dog for Christmas. When I looked in the paper to find a pug for him, there were none! I asked him if he wanted to wait until there were pugs in the paper, or if he just wanted a puppy right now, because there were shih-tzus in the paper, and they are actually better for his asthma, as they don’t shed as much as other dogs. (Their hair is a lot like human hair)

Being a kid, Seth just wanted his puppy right now, so off we went. We had to travel two hours to get to the breeder’s house! When we got there, the lady suggested we get the one little female who didn’t have a hernia. So, that’s who we got! Seth named her for a character in a video game he was playing; Princess Yuki.

Seth and his cousin, Angel were her main companions for the first few months of her life. Seth carried her around in her bed. He put his favorite baby comforter in her bed. But after a while, Seth had things to do, and he couldn’t always take her with him. She seemed lost, in these times and I felt sorry for her. We bonded, and now she follows me EVERYWHERE!

Shih-tzus are VERY loyal! Tosche is lying right next to me on the floor, right now. Yuki is but a foot away. Yuki follows me all over the house. She is so close to me as I walk, that I can feel her muzzle touching the back of my legs as I go! Sometimes her head gets in between my legs as I am walking, and so far, it hasn’t broken her silly neck! I walk very carefully, around here, but she stills trips me.

Tosche used to do the same thing, but seemed to get tired of it after about 7-8 months. I get up to use the bathroom at least once a night. Yuki used to force herself up and follow me into the bathroom, throw herself on the floor and continue sleeping until I went back to my room. She eventually cut that out of her routine.

It cracks me up how they have their little shih-tzu ideas, and how they make their little shih-tzu decisions!

I wash them a lot, paint their nails, and clip them myself. I really enjoy fussing over them. I never had a daughter, and they help me exercise my love of pink and foo-foo things! They have Halloween costumes, and Tosche gets a new sweater every winter.

I am really grateful to have them. When I wake up in the morning, they are always sooo happy! I always tell them they’re like waking up to a present every day! They hate it when I leave. Yuki barks when I leave, telling me to come back! When I come home, Yuki yipe-barks and Tosche just straight up howls. They make such a racket, I always hurry up to get inside. If somebody is at the door, or if Jenn pulls up in her jeep, Yuki lets out this sort of bay! Like a hound! A big, long scream that startles everyone in the house! They’re great watch dogs!

Well, this turned out to be a long one! I love my dogs, what can I say?

What’s the funniest thing your pet does?

2006-08-30T23:31:00.000-07:00

Project Runway!

Wow! What a show! It took turns I sooo didn’t expect! I couldn’t believe they were going to get to design for themselves! Then the freakin’ trip to Paris! Whoa! And when they picked that jackass Jeffrey as the winner, I couldn’t believe it! Michael looked way better!

Besides, I’m sick of that asshole Jeffrey! I liked him in the beginning, and not Angela. Then Angela showed what a nice person she is, and he showed what a complete asswipe he is! He was sooo belligerent and just plain mean! I just wanted to tell him to shut his stupid piehole!

Then his satisfaction when Angela was out! Ugh! Now, I totally agree with the judges, her outfit was a mess. She couldn’t get hear head around the idea, and it showed. But some kind of weird karma was going on here, and I began to wonder if maybe she and her mom really were trying to get him kicked off, if even subconsciously or simply unspoken.

I love Uli. I think she is very talented, but I was glad to see that they are finally telling her to make something different. Every time, the same flowy dress. Beautiful, but arright already!

WHAT is up with Vincent? I love what he made for Uli’s mom in the last challenge, and agreed that he should’ve won, but tonight’s outfit was BORING. What happened, did Robert change bodies with him? Gad! I did think I would hate his personality, but I ended up liking him, despite his ugly outfits.

I guess they will be doing the next challenge in Paris. I wonder for how long. It can’t be that long, because Michael Kors, Heidi Klum and Nina Garcia are judging in New York. I freakin’ LOVE this show!

2006-08-30T20:19:00.001-07:00

Khan!!!!!

A few years ago, when I was living in an apartment complex, I had a little problem with a cat. This cat belonged to one of Seth's friends in the complex. He was named for the character in Star Trek, Khan.

I like to read the paper, and each morning I would look forward to reading it with a hot cup o' joe. One morning I noticed that the paper was wet. Cat pee! Eeeew! I couldn't read my paper that day, and I was pissed, no pun intended. Next morning, wet. Aaaaagh! Come on! The next morning, I open the door and see Khan lazily laying nearby, looking at me. I could tell by the look on his smug cat face! He did it! He was trying to take ownership of me! What the hell can I do about this? Nothin! That's what! Unless. . .

I call up the Sacramento Bee's customer service department. Yeah, hi, uh, I love the Bee and everything you guys are doing is great, but I am having a little problem. The guy says, "What problem, m'am?" A cat has been peeing on my paper every morning, and I don't think he's gonna stop. "What's that, m'am? A cat is peeing on your paper after delivery?" That's right. I have no idea what I'm asking of you guys, here. Do you think you can do anything? The guy thinks a second and says, "We'll try rubber-banding it to your doorknob!" Good man! Yay! I said thank you about a million times.

The next week or so goes by, paper is dry. The rubber banding has been a God-send. But one morning the paper has fallen off the door! Oh my God, no! Maybe he hasn't been by yet, it's pretty early! I pick it up. . . "KHAN!!!!!!!"

2006-08-30T18:58:00.000-07:00

What the.......?

It's almost time for Jenn to get here from work, and there's a knock on the door. I was wondering who the heck it could be. Turns out it was this lady with her two daughters in tow, wanting to know if I'm the owner of the orange cat, (my cat Anakin, I forgot to mention him. Oh, and I have a black female cat named Momma). I said yeah, he's my cat. She's all, "You need to keep him in your house! He's been crapping on my lawn furniture!"

Where do these people come from, and why do they find me?

I tell her he's an outdoor cat, not going into how if he lives in our house, Seth and I will die(allergies). She's says, "Well, put him on a leash! Can't you put him on a leash?!" I calmly said no. She said, "Well, if I find him in my yard again, I'm gonna do something to him!" I said, again calmly, no, don't touch my cat. I will call the cops.

She's saying stuff about how it's the law that if I am the cat owner, I am responsible for his actions, blah, blah, blah! She's trying to scare me. I'm not scared because I know full well that there is nothing you can do about outdoor cats who relieve themselves on your stuff(the "Kahn!!! story).

Just then, Jenn comes up, mean-muggin the woman! The lady backs off, and I tell her that I'm sorry Anakin pooped on her furniture, and that I will try to figure something out. As she is walking away, she says that she accepts my apology.

So, my neighbor feels like she did what she came for, and I know that I got her to do exactly what I wanted her to do.....leave me alone.

Now, the kids are all fired up about the lady saying she's going to do something to Anakin and wanting to tell her off, but I know she wont' touch him. She's done. And if she does, I WILL call the cops! And I'M the crazy bitch!?

2006-08-29T23:39:00.000-07:00

So what do you watch?

The fall season of tv is coming, and I’m excited! I know that makes me sound so sedimentary, but I love my shows! Right now, I’m watching Miami Ink(TLC). I am seriously thinking about the design for my first tattoo. That show gives me great ideas, and makes me want to go to Miami to get one of them to tattoo me! I really like the tattoo artists on there. I would love to party with them! Tomorrow, Project Runway(Bravo) is on, and it’s a new one. I LOVE Project Runway! Love it love it love it!! It is my favorite summer season show, and it’s halfway over. But here’s what I’m looking forward to:

Desperate Housewives(Ch 10 or 13): these gals are really fun and entertaining! My favorite is Bree, the red-head. She takes care of everything in her life so calmly and swiftly. I love how she keeps her composure, (most of the time). My least favorite is Susan. I just don’t understand why she has so many guys falling all over themselves for her. She so annoyingly ditzy!

Ghost Whisperer(Ch 10 or 13): This one feeds my unending appetite for ghost stories! I am totally fascinated with ghosts and the afterworld. Not death, just what happens afterward. I have always loved the unknown. This show is based on real life psychic, James Van Pragh. I have seen him on many shows that deal with things like ghosts, Big Foot and UFOs. He’s real, and watching this show based on his life, teaches me about more than just ghosts. It’s really great! Check it out!

Ghost Hunter(SCI-FI): Once again, the ghost thing. My family knows. We have had to deal with ghosts in our houses for a long time, and seeing other people deal with the same thing, helps me feel like a not-so-crazy-bitch. I really like the people on this show, too. They seem level-headed and intelligent. These are things you NEED when you are a Ghost Buster.
Well, I can’t seem to summon up anymore fall season shows I am looking forward to. I also watch Reba(CH 58) on Fridays, although I can’t tell you that I am REALLY looking forward to it. Reba is pretty funny. Right after Reba, is What I Like About You(CH 58). This also pretty funny, if you can stomach the sisters.

Another show I watch whenever a new show is released is A Haunting, (Discovery). Even more ghosts! Hour long ghost stories that will make you want to leave your lights on all the time. I also love to watch Little People, Big World, (TLC). This little family isn’t really little. There are a lot of them! They seem to be a wonderful family, and it’s fun to see how a "big" family works! If you haven’t checked out Shalom in the Home,(TLC) or Supernanny(ABC?), you really should! Especially if you have kids, have had kids, or even freakin’ babysit kids! This rabbi and nanny know their stuff!

Well, that’s all I can think of now, if I think of any more, I’ll put them on comments. So, what are YOUR favorite shows, and why, eh?

2006-08-29T20:27:00.000-07:00

He's here!

My good friend, Monica, gave birth to a healthy baby boy on Sunday morning! He is named after his dad, Tim. He has a big sister, Autumn, who is five, and just starting kindergarten. She absolutely LOVES her little brother! She has been very helpful to her mom.

Mom Monica is fine, and doing well. She is in need of sleep, but is happy! Little Timmy carried low, and came out with his cord around his neck, but the skilled doctors of Kaiser helped him out, and now he's all good! He's having a little trouble sleeping away from his mom in his basinet, though.

Monica's sister, Megan, is also pregnant! She found out only about a week or two ago. Megan has a daughter named Hailey, who I used to babysit, and is absolutely wonderful!

I am soooo happy for my two sister friends! I wish them all the best!

2006-08-29T19:07:00.000-07:00

The End of the Month

I work in a bank that lends money to brokers (aka sellers). They bring us the business, so as you can imagine the end of the month is extremely busy. With all the sellers wanting their loans closed, you might think that they want to make it easier. Oh No! They don't! I get the worst of it, too. I get the conditions. Stuff the seller is supposed to do. Do I get loan numbers? No! How about condition numbers? Nada! It takes more time to look the loans up by SSN. Not a good recipe to get things done. Don't get me wrong. I LOVE my job. I don't love sellers. Two more days. Wish me luck.

2006-08-28T19:28:00.000-07:00

My first blog....

Let me tell you my story. I’m a 36 year old woman with two teenage daughters:( ( more on them later). I have my black Pomeranian named Mini Moon. She is eight years old and very crabby. We also have two cats. The all black Lord Vader and the tuxedo Lil’ Man. Both of them totally fat. I’m a widow, my husband Greg died almost four years ago. He had cancer and was only 33 when he died. I had a boyfriend, but SOMEONE was having troubles. And it wasn’t me. It’s been over for about seven months now. Man, time goes slow....
I work in a bank. It is the best bank ever! I have everything I want!
This is only the beginning.....

2006-08-28T16:39:00.000-07:00

The Fire

Yesterday, I was letting my fat dogs run around the field behind Encina High School, when I noticed a big plume of smoke coming from the baseball diamond. I saw two boys walking away, but they seemed oblivious to the smoke, like they didn’t start it. I thought the smoke looked pretty fierce, so I went over to check it out, and it was indeed, two garbage can fires situated directly behind the diamond.
No one was around, so I had to hurry it up to try to get to a phone. I was kicking myself in the ass for not bringing my cell phone. I went to one house directly across the street. The windows and the door were open, but no one came to the screen door. Crap!
So I start running, with my excited, panting dogs, to my street. I came to the first house on the street, where the owners always sit outside and play chess. I asked them if I could use their phone. They said, with deep accents and apologetic eyes, "don’t speak English." That’s ok, I tell them, as best I could. Onwards!
I get to a birthday party I had passed on the way to the field. This is an acquaintance of mine’s house, and a closer friend of mine was there. I asked her if I could use her phone, and I called 911. I took my dogs home, and told my son, Seth and his friend, Josh, who had stayed the night. They followed me back to the field.
I was walking quickly back to the field to help the firefighters find the fires and give my statement. When I got to the people who couldn’t speak English’s house, the fire truck went screaming by. Their eyes were wide, and I pointed to where the truck had gone, and then pointed to myself and put my hand to my ear, like I had a phone. Their eyes got wider.
I am soooo tired and sweaty, (ick!) by this point. I am also soooo glad I have started working out, again, because if I hadn’t been, I think I would’ve gotten a migraine(more on those later.. I’m sure). When I get to the field, the firefighters are just getting out there. I said hello and showed them where the other can was. Josh thought he smelled lighter fluid. I don’t doubt it. They kicked over the cans and proceeded to "pee" on the smoldering piles with water fire extinguishers. No biggy.
So I ask them if they needed anything else from me, thinking I would have to give a formal statement. They said, "Nope, but thanks for calling us!" On my way back, I notice a pile of stuff over next to a tree just a few yards away from one of the fires. On closer look, I realized that a bum was sleeping next to the pile. Since he was out cold, I figured he didn’t light the fires, but if I hadn’t called the fire department, the fires would’ve lit onto the wooden backdrop of the diamond, to the dry grass, to the trees, and then to the sleeping man.
I wasn’t going to work out yesterday, but it seems I did anyway. AND, I think I saved a life! Yay for me! I was a hero for a day!

2006-08-28T13:56:00.000-07:00

Last Friday, I was reading The Sacramento Bee’s Scene section, and came across an article written about JonBenet Ramsey. Apparently, the writer feels the press is getting too excited about JonBenet’s case, and would like to see the little girl just rest in peace. Something didn’t sit right with me about that.
I didn’t have to think very long about what was bugging me. The column was saying how there are many, many other children who have been murdered but don’t get media coverage, but because of JonBenet’s pageant background, we are interested in her. This may be true, to a point. But the fact remains that JonBenet, a little girl, was murdered and we don’t know who did it. Her parents have been under that "umbrella of suspicion," and if they didn’t do it, their names should be cleared. This all seems so obvious.
But the writer’s last comment was about how the real mystery here is; why do we still care about who killed her? I couldn’t believe that!
I wrote an email to the writer, explaining that regardless of why she is known world-wide, the fact remains that the whole world knows and cares about JonBenet Ramsey, and if the murderer has been caught, we all want to know. We have all adopted her. She is a child that belongs to the world, and we want to make sure her case is solved SO THAT she CAN rest in peace. She and her mother.
The writer wrote an email back to me saying that we don’t need the appalling, exploitive media coverage on this case. She bemoans the WAY the media has been all over this case. Yes, I guess it would be "nicer" if the tabloids were "nicer," but have they ever been? BIG FAT NO!! The world is interested in finding the bad guy here, and the media knows this, including this writer. Otherwise, she herself, wouldn’t be writing about JonBenet, right?

2006-08-28T12:52:00.000-07:00

Hello, everyone!

This is the Crazy Bitch Blog! I have created it because I have a lot to say, and as La Chou, our Modern Day Geisha would say, it is cheaper than therapy, which I am sure I need!

For quite a while now, I have been reading and commenting on "Manuelsview," as cuzin allison. Manuel, his wife Jessica, and their friend, Rich, have inspired me by their wonderful blogs, which are written with great insight, humor, and talent!

I also read and comment on my best friend from childhood's blog, "What do you think?" Marie is a mom, daycare provider, and apartment manager. She is really smart and resourceful. I can always count on her to give me a fresh perspective on things. She has a real joy and appreciation for life that is quite contagious!

As you know, my name is Allison. I am a legal secretary. I am 18 months younger than my sister, Jennifer, who will also be posting. I am 34, going to be 35 in October, and I absolutely HATE getting old! (Jennifer also hates getting old, but I will let her tell you about herself later.) I have one child, a son, named Seth. He has just started high school, (sigh). I have two little Shih-Tzu dogs named Tosche-To(pronounced: Tushi Too) and Princess Yuki(pronounced: Yooki). I dote on them as much as I can. I used to have a husband, but happily, we are divorcing! It really IS a good thing, trust me!

Well, there's my introduction! Hope to hear your comments!