gotta love daytime tv at naptime with riley the only one awake.....doradoradora, all day dora....which, i will admit, is not so bad, way better than, say, boohbah, or anything pokemon-ish. of course, it would be nicer i f riley would actually ATTEMPT napping, but that doesnt happen too often, which makes her "miss crankypants" by around 4. good thing shes damn cute. im lucky, i guess, i make beautiful kids....makes you wonder.... do people with ugly kids know how ugly thier kids are? i mean, i have seen some UGLY kids in my lifetime, i mean, the kind where you look twice, just to be sure they were that ugly...yo uthink "poor kid....so ugly....." but the parents cant know, can they? you would think they would know, especially if they are decent lookng parents..."wow, my kids just didnt turn out that cute......." luckilly, for me, thats not an issue,as my kids are perfect. naturally, as me and jon are hot, we would have good looking kids.....two plusses make three more plusses..... plusses....looks like a dirty word......

just popping by to give a great big kiss my ass to all of you from rosies site who probably think i am the anti-rosiechrist. im not, at least i dont think i am.....could be, who knows. anywhoo, i dont hate rosie, i just cant believe how creepy it is that she is so friggin worshipped......shes not mother theresa for gods sake. you may now bow down and kiss my ass........

so my mom has to go in for "tests" tomorrow...apparently doctors found spots on her liver...im frickin freaking out.  i cannot even deal with the thought of losing m,y mother.  especially after losing dad to cancer...too much.  i was so much younger, and stupider, and more selfish then.  the hardest part is being so far away from her.  i know i have a brother and sister who will take care of her if she needs it, but that doesnt make it easirer for me.  what to do?  i cant just leave here, i cant take time off of my job, im stuck.  i will not be able to live with myself if i dont get to spend enough time with her....its so unfair.  i know, im overreacting....it could be notheing..but since my glass is forver half ampty, thats the way i think.  im a worryer.  linda, shes a "not carer"....and i dont know if i should call her and tell her.  would she care? i honestly dont have a clue.  part of me feels like she should know....but the other part thinks she wont give a shit anyway....i cant make her feel something for my mother thats not there, and i know underneath the har dsurface, she really does love mom.....shes just got a lot of  dad in her......times l;ike this i just want to take my family and give them all a big hug....growing up, we were not all huggy and lovey, but i still know that we all love each other and would do anything for one another......i just sometimes long to be a little girl again, playing downstairs in the basement with my barbies.  not having a car ein the world...i envy my babies, they get to play, run, laugh, and not worry about anything.  they know i am here, and thats they are loved.  what i would give right now to climb into my moms bed and snuggle up with her and tell her it wil be okay, that it is gonna be fine. 

yup, thats me.....can i ADD any more dorky  things to my blog?  its like my "flair", i guess....but you know, "i dont really like to talk about my flair"......god...im pathetic.  so jon is gone for  aweek, and i have nothing to do...i guess i will catch up on some chick flicks, clean....maybe not....haha...i wan to paint rileys rooms....bought a new puzzle...wow, i AM a dork.  all i need is to start knitting a blanket, and doing crossword puzzles.  (and yes i have tried to knit...i suck.  and i am not smart enough for crossowrd puzzles, unless you count the ones in people magazine.) 

could it maybe RAIN some mor ethis week?  its like bug central in my pool...so gross, all these wormy things...i have no idea what they are...and my grass is like taller than riley....which means i am going to have to break out the riding lawn mower, which scares the shit out of me..i just know i am going to end up in the pool.....

devin devin devin.....so not ready for you to have boyfriends.......althouhg you ar eonly in 6th grade....i guess when you are 11, a "boyfriend" means you actually TALK to each other, instead of ingnoring each other, or pretending you hate each other, but still...i feel old.....an old crotchety bitchy old lady......good thing im not...well, i CAN be a bitch, but not crotchety...at least i dont think i am....what IS crotchety anyway?  maybe i am???  oh WOW....see, now i am neurotic......anywhoo, back to devin, poor thing has been blessed with gorgeous looks...its gonna make us nuts in high school....we ar elucky, so far she is such a good girl.....ther eis no WAY she will end up like those rotten kids on the maury show, the meanmean ones who call thier moms "hos"......and wear see thru slothes...."ill wear what i want..whatevah!!!"

i dont know what made me think about this today, but i did...i was at a friends blog and she is totally depressed and bummed out over their financial situation, kids are making her crazy, and it just feels like she is sinking.....which i guess is what lead me to this carziness...or it could be that my coffee maker broke this am, so i am going thru major caffeine withdrawl......anywhooo......these damn protesters...and the "i hate bush-ers"....they piss me off so damn much..they have no idea what it is like to sacrifice anything for thier country.  when was the last time they missed their wife gaive birth?  or missed pretty much every anniversary in the past 13 years?  the miltary gives so much to protect YOU, and all you can do is cry about "waaaahhh, the president hates black people, and he made a hurricane and he kills innocent people..."  fuck off all you beyotches...you have no idea what its like to be us...the miltary and their families.....my hubby will be home a total of 3, count em 3 whopping months next year......for you.....whatever....and its not like they get paod millions...hell, i know some miltary families on food stamps......rosie odonnel nevr has to worry about feeding her kids, or buying xmas gifts for them.....it pisses me off too much.

i need a drink.........

god, i hate those new friggin popup ads....they show up, and the close "X" shows up like 20 seconds later, so you have to look at them.....and sadly, alothough i havent spanked j-lo yet, it has been tempting. 

random thought......toilet water........would i drink it?  well, reall,y it is just regular tap water, but the though tthats it is in the toilet i guess skeeves peolpe out, right?  so i suppose unless i was dying, i wouldnt....but i would make my kids do it for twenty bucks....hahahaaaaa..........and those perfumes, the "eau de toilette".....i betcha they actually DO use toilet water, just make it sound fancy so all the rich bitches who use it are somewhat brought down to our "trailer park" level.......

heard theis song, speaking of trailer parks......"redneck yacht club"......is it just me or does that sound like the coolest party???  you just KNOW they are serving FALSTAFF beer and Pabst Blue Ribbon......yeeee-haw...........and a big old PIG roasting on a SPIT in the backyard.....ahhhh....wait, that sounds like every family reunion we ever had growing up.......hahahaha........

so i bought a new car, well, a new used car, but to me its new...its a cavalier...i am all excited, i call my mom from the dealership...she says "what in the hell did you buy a piece of shit car like that for??"  ahhh, such a glorious way with words.......thats my mom....the same woman who would yell "OH BALLS!!!" when she would get mad.....as a kid, i didnt know what BALLS were, but as i got older, i figured it out....then i thought  "how GROSS, mom".....i mean, BALLS?  what does that even mean????  you are mad, so you blame BALLS?  what did they ever do to you?  or maybe, i dont want to know....ick. 

anywhoo...back to the car...its totally cute...its bright red, and i look cute in it.....but, alas, i reall havent driven it much since i got it...you see, i work at home, so i have no where to go...i took it all around sunday, just cause i COULD...jon had duty, so the kids and i went shopping...and to conners baseball game.  then yesterday, off to get trot some modeicine for his funky ear thing ha has going on.....more ick. 

wow, i really cant spell, "spellcheck anyone"???  anyone?  "bueller, bueller???????"

yup, fly sex...its the smalls naaaaasty stuff that attrcts flies to each other, and you can buy this bag o stink to catch flies...it works so friggin well too..we have a whole bag o flies in our backyeard...its so gross...........just checked it out as i brought the bags of grass to the driveway for the trash guys........na-a-a-a-aaaassssssty.

seems like such an easy thing to do, still, i just dont want to do it....it stinks, and its gross, but tomorrow is trash day, so, alas, i will go.......its the bags of grass clippings that get me, they stink to all hell.....like death warmed up and reheated over and over again.....yik. 

then i have to iron...jons khacki ball is tonight for the new chiefs....(and yup, i had to go back and spell chief correctly...never get it right....)  im not going, but sinse he is already a chief, i dont need to, plus its on a thursday, who wants to go out and get all drunk and work the next day?  not moi....never happens...hahahahahahahaaaaaaa....whatever.  he actually doesnt even know if he is going or not yet, he has been working so late lately...i hate it, but i understand its his job...good thing i love him...: ) anyway....ironing....i HATEHATEHATE military creases....i swear, when i die, im going to come back and a chinese laundry person........that will be my lot in life...("its not a lot, but its life"...bugs life...hahaha)....watched the beginning of "robots" this am...seems fairly enjoyable....bobin williams makes me nuts, but otherwise.....

hope by this weekend to have myself a new (used) car...looking at a toyota camry or something similar...then next year when this godforsaken lease is up on the 4runner, jon can get a truck.  a big MAN truck.....