sneaky mom

Sometimes you've got to sneak up on them. Teenagers should really stop texting and be aware of their surroundings!!

who knows why really

I said a few days ago I was going to make this blog private just as I has a few weeks ago. However I decided to change my mind yet again. Instead of making this blog private, I decided to keep this as an "everything blog"; you know for scrapping, crafts, and just random stuff.

My personal information is what I really would like to share on my blog, but with an average of 80+ lurkers hanging out over a few days time and getting random binary/character comments-- I began to wonder who my audience really was.

Who are you, what do you want? Why do you come?

I mean if you really found me entertaining you would comment now and again instead of being just a repeat visitor with nothing to share. If you just stumbled across my little corner, looked around and decided to blot--that's no problem.

Trust me, I don't care if you come look around. That's what blogs are for--
It's just that--now you will no longer be reading about my personal life.

No more real, real juice-- I'm a freak bitch baby--if you only knew!!

The shit I really want to say---

Not just the silly dirt I like to dish out here now and again. But the real meat and potatoes of who I really am. I mean that was why I started this blog to begin with. Somehow it veered away from that.

But --because I value the friendships I've built with some of you these last 2 years, I've made a different private blog. Those peeps who continually comment, send me emails and words of encouragement are the ones whose friendships I care to nurture on a deeper level. And you will be invited to share in it.

So don't worry lurker...you can still come and see me. I'll keep posting.

Anyway...

Here's what I did today. I made Pinwheels--don't ask me why, just felt like it!!! hehhe...now what to do with them...ummmm? Any ideas???

who’s your pudding?

It’s no secret I hate winter. But this morning Mother Nature said.

“Okay girl, I know it’s grey and cold out today. But do you still love me? I love you, get your ass out of bed and come see!"

And this is what she brought me this morning.

Isn’t this the coolest damn thing? I should of opened the window and pushed off the screen to get a better picture. But since it’s an upstairs window. I thought better of it.

Love is surely all around me and she wanted to make sure I remember it.

Okay moving on--so who’s your pudding?

Today it’s Mother Nature, but at work, I have a very special pudding. So special in fact that my hubs and kiddo are tired of hearing about my escapades with pudding.

- pudding waits for me every morning so that we can have breakfast together. Even though pudding is there an hour before me.

- pudding sends me interoffice IM’s to ask how my day is going or If I’d like to take a walk

- pudding asks lots o' questions (not work related)

- pudding gets me in trouble. –Our director says he’s got his eye on us.

- pudding call me Pumpkin.

- pudding brightens my day

- pudding sends me texts to ask why I didn’t show up to work.

I missed you today! Are you alright? Do you need anything?

- pudding makes me laugh…so hard I think I pee my pants

- pudding is super smart and so beautiful

- pudding helps me spend my money vicariously (like I need help in that department)

- pudding and I sneak off all the time (sneak is a harsh word—we just walk away-all the time)

- pudding tells me I look nice today…everyday (well almost)

- pudding tells me when I don’t look good. Are you sick? Did you forget your makeup?

- pudding is an assortment of nuts

- pudding comes get me for lunch. We even eat off eat others plates

- pudding makes me ponder my life

- pudding opens my eyes to lot o' things

- pudding passes a lot of judgment..LOL

- pudding is 10+ years younger than I

I love my pudding.

Let me introduce you…..

This is S…

She’s my bestie at work. Isn't nice to have someone you work with and also jive with? I've not had that in a very long time.

PS...This blog is going private, yet again. Send me an email and I will send you an invite. I'll probably change over in a few weeks. So if you want in speak your peace now.

sending some love out.

I have the day off.

And seeing that it’s the month of love, I thought I’d make some love for my pals. I making a few paper hearts to put in the mail.

I cannot tell you how often I’ve used this book. The kiddo picked it up for just a $1.00 last summer and it’s been used in just about every vintage project since-- Not bad for a music book circa 1897.

  

maybe because it rhymes with fuck

Seems I've been using the word SUCKS a lot on my blog... So I guess today I am Dr. Fucking Seuss.

My IRL friends SUCK... FUCK!!

Oh yea…I need a haircut. Don't you think?

PS...who is Islandspice? How can I come over to say "hello" at your place? Thanks for your lovely comment.

Oh yes --I've noticed a few people have stopped in to older posts. I'm so sorry I missed your comments. I just couldn't sleep so I was scanning my blog and notice a few new faces. Please don't think I didn't want to come visit you, I just didn't know you were out there!!!! So come on back if I haven't offended you--oh hell wait--if you come back you still might read something offensive, but I really and truly honestly love visitor's!!!!!!

it all sucks

Being private was a pain in the ass...log-in's I mean...so fuck... Im back and so is my blog for all eyes.

Okay Facebook is also back..It's a like/hate relationship.

I HATE Facebook because--an old friend contacted me after 2 years of ignoring my emails and calls, etc. Yesterday she sent me a FB message with the following:

"Hello girl. How are you. I miss you"

I said--FUCK YOU

I LIKE Facebook because:

Last month I posted a comment about being married for 21 years.

A friend commented--"Damn that's too long to be married to ONE man"

My reply-- "Well if you were married to a gorgeous man with a long, beautiful pink penis, 21 years would not be a long time--perhaps you married the wrong dick both times"

I was "de--friended" instantly...LOL

winter sucks....

bring on the Spring