Ah Hell

Today sucked worse than yesterday and I didn't think that was possible at all.

Whoever sent that black cloud to rest over my head can take it back now. Seriously.

I am not having it anymore.

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I am not now nor have I ever been an Obama supporter. I think way too may people voted for him because of the wrong reasons. To many people saw Democrat rather than Republican not knowing really anything other than they blame the Republicans for the way the economy is. Or that they hate Bush. McCain is not Bush.

Who cares if the President Elect is black, white, yellow, red or brown. They voted for a black man. You can try to say it's not racial but a great deal of his votes were racially influenced. I hate that this Presidential race became racial but it did and it's going to be that way for a long time.

I am beside myself. This morning, as I was driving past the command building and saw the flag flying, I actually looked at it in anger. For those of you that know how truly patriotic I am that is a big deal to me. My beliefs and fundamentals not to mention my love for this country and our way of life is going to be tested for the next 4 years if not the next 8 years.

I didn't argue politics before and I won't do so now. I will say my peace and leave it at that.

I will not apologize to my gay friends as you know, I am not gay myself. I support you and your way of life, but I cannot vote for you and vote against everything else that I believe in.

You voted how you voted and I voted how I voted. Don't try to tell me that I have no right to be upset or state how I feel. If I were partying in the streets as a white person if McCain won, I would be a racist and that's angers me. Truly infuriates me. I hate that there are going to be people that are going to look at anything Obama does as "a black man did that." That goes for both sides. Good and bad.

Last night on the news a reporter actually said "if you are a conservative angry Republican, get over yourself, today truly is a great day in America." You know what, EFF OFF.

I'm angry as a woman, as a soon to be military wife of a combat veteran who has bled and killed for this country, as an American, as a tax payer, as a working woman, as a Christian, as a Republican and as someone who believes that this nation just made one of it's biggest mistakes in quite some time, if not ever.

I'm In Love

With a pair of shoes.

Not just any pair of shoes.

A pair of Manolo Blahniks.

Sigh.

Well Damn

I had lunch today with an old co-worker and an old friend.

The old friend used to live here with his wife and two kids. They moved to Louisiana, got divorced and then he moved back.

Anyway...I said "how are the kids." They have a daughter and a son. Kerry (their son was just a little punk teenager when he lived here but he was a funny kid and a good kid). Their daughter Erica now lives here with her Dad.

After I asked the question, I instantly regretted it after I saw the look in his eyes and then heard This: "you didn't hear about my son?"

UGHHHHHHHHHHHHH...I was so hoping that he was going to say that he got a great job and got married or invented the cure for cancer or something.

NOPE...instead he followed with the story of Kerry that is described in the article below:

St. Tammany Sheriff's Office releases name of deputy killed in weekend accident
February 25, 2008 4:09PM

The St. Tammany Sheriff's Office on Monday released the name of a deputy killed in a Sunday morning motorcycle accident. Deputy Kerry Snaples, 22, of Ponchatoula, died at about 4:20 a.m. Sunday when his motorcycle struck a pickup that was stopped in the westbound lane of U.S. 190 near Covington High School.

Covington Police, who are investigating the case, booked the driver of the pickup, James E. Delancey Jr., 37, of Gulfport, Miss., with vehicular homicide, DWI and driving with a suspended license.

Delancey's blood alcohol level was "several times" the legal limit and he admitted to taking prescription opiates before driving, Covington Police spokesman Lt. Jack West said Sunday.
Snaples had worked as a corrections officer in the St. Tammany Parish Jail in Covington since March 2006, according to the Sheriff's Office.

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According to my friend, the "several times" equates to a .346. And to follow up, the guy has been indicted for Vehicular Homicide and they are awaiting a trial.

Damn it.

Why I Love My Job

Yeah yeah yeah, we do great things here where I work. Lots of great research and development for stuff I can't really say. I get excited all the time when someone is explaining their project to me. I like to hear about how we are going to change the world one thing at a time.

But...

What I really love is when my boss says random things. They are even funnier because she has a very innocent mind.

Today, as she is reviewing a funding package for a project that required batteries and rechargers etc, she said:

"I am 43 years old and I am just now discovering the importance of rechargeable batteries."

I almost spit Dr. Pepper on my screen.

Black Ribbon

DoD Identifies Marine Casualty

The Department of Defense announced today the death of a Marine who was supporting Operation Enduring Freedom.

Sgt. Jerome C. Bell Jr., 29, of Auburn, N.Y., died Sept. 19 while supporting combat operations in Farah province, Afghanistan. He was assigned to 2nd Battalion, 7th Marine Regiment, 1st Marine Division, I Marine Expeditionary Force, Twentynine Palms, Calif.

Today, I am wearing a black ribbon over my heart.

Late last week, my friend Melissa, lost her dear husband Jerry in Afghanistan.

My heart breaks for her and their three children.

I cannot even fathom.

I cannot even put into words and explain to you the devestation of his loss.

TAPS

Day is done,
Gone the sun,
From the hills,
From the lake,
From the sky,
All is well,
Safely rest,
God is nigh.

Rest In Peace Marine.

Shattered

With every tear that falls.
With every breath I take
My heart beats slower.
Crushing the life out of me

Who are you?
How could I have been so wrong?

Your apologies are meaningless to me.
In a matter of moments
You became everything I despise.

There are no excuses.
None.

****To borrow a few words from Gretchen Wilson****

I don't feel like loving you today
So don't you even try to change my mind
The best thing you can do right now is just go away
Cause I don't feel like loving you today
I don't want to talk about last night
I'm angry and haven't had much sleep
And I'm so tired and bloodshot, there ain't no telling what I'd say
Cause I don't feel like loving you today...

Four Years

Marine Sgt. Edgar E. Lopez

27, of Los Angeles, California.Lopez died due to enemy action in Babil Province, Iraq. He was assigned to 1st Battalion, 2nd Marine Regiment, 24th Marine Expeditionary Unit, II Marine Expeditionary Force, Camp Lejeune, North Carolina. Died on August 28, 2004.

We still miss you.

:o(

I just wrote the date for today as 08-08-08. Yeah...I'm a little slower because I generally write the date in military format. 8 Aug 08.

Anyway...I had a little "ah cool" moment UNTIL...

I had a memory flash before me.

Back in 1988 (the year before my Dad died) I was a whole 14...

My Dad took me out to celebrate 8-8-88 because he says days like that only come along every so often.

Back then I only saw my Dad twice a year. Christmas and my birthday. So that dinner was like winning the lottery.

My Dad died 9 months later.

:o(

OH NO

So I used to joke all the time that Wii needed to make a Beer Pong game.

I discovered today they do make one.

It's called Pong Toss. They removed the drinking reference after many complaints.

Now, if they would just make Flip Cup life would be complete.

***FYI -- I am allergic to hops. GASP. No beer for me. But I can kick someone's ass in beer pong and flip cup. Since my partner doesn't really ever have to drink that much if they join me they don't care that I can't drink beer.

Bring it on.

The Word Game

This will prove to drive you a little crazy. See if you can figure it all out.

FOR EACH PAIR OF CLUES BELOW, FIGURE OUT THE TWO WORDS, THEN ADD THE TOGETHER TO FORM ANOTHER WORD.


EXAMPLE: NOT ON + FROZEN WATER = OFFICE



1. PORTABLE BED + A MEASURE OF WEIGHT =

2. A RODENT + AN OBJECTIVE PRONOUN =

3. A GREETING + A TALE =

4. BLACK SUBSTANCE + TO OBTAIN=

5. LOWER LIMB + FINISH =

6. TO EXIST + TO POSSESS =

7. A VEHICLE + TO DECAY =

8. OBJECTIVE PRONOUN + A SMALL INSECT =

9. A NEGATIVE + ANGRY =

10. BODY PART + CONTAINER =

11. SHORT SLEEP + RELATIVES =

12. IN FAVOR OF + MELODY =

13. SUBJECT PRONOUN + SKILL =

14. ACHIEVE VICTORY + ROYAL FIGURE =

15. RIDE THE WAVES + A PLAYING CARD =

The Drunken Bell

So...somehow a bell found a new home in my car. Not a little bell either, one of those round Christmas type bells.

For the last few days every time I turned a corner all I would hear is ''jingle, jingle, jingle."

How annoying.

I kept forgetting to take it out. Even though it would make me mad on a daily basis, numerous times.

Well...last night my friend C and I had a few cocktails (aka tasty beverages). We walked outside of the bar to get something out of my car and I saw the bell. I immediately drunkenly grabbed the evil bell and threw it across the parking lot. *WOO*

While I am rooting around my back seat for my red bull, my friend unbeknownst to me, goes after the bell. She comes back with it and tries to throw it back in my car. NNNOOOOOOO...

I wrestled the bell from her and turned around to run from her so that I could throw it in the woods.

Oh wait...what is that? A shiny red convertible WITH IT'S TOP DOWN, sitting in the parking lot.

Oh yes...I did. I placed that evil little bell in the back floor board of that car.

Then C and I burst into uncontrollable fits of laughter.

Once we composed ourselves, we walked back into the bar.

The first person I saw was a friend of mine. I asked her inquisitively, "hey Sue, do you know whose pretty red convertible that is outside." And she replied, "it's MINE, isnt it beautiful?"

I had no idea. The fact that I put the bell in someone I knows car makes it even more fun because I can see what happens when it drives someone else crazy.

I cannot wait to see her tonight and ask her husband if Sue was complaining about a strange ringing noise coming from the car.

It's the little things in life.

A Thousand Words

All of them bad. If a picture is worth a thousand words then a picture like the one below is worth what?

This is a picture of my 14 ----yes I said FOURTEEN year old niece.
AND she just turned 14 in July.

YES that is a bag of weed in her hand. And cigarettes and a bottle of Tequila.

I live almost 1,000 miles away from her. If I lived closer, you can guarandamntee this would NOT be happening.

I'm disgusted.

You Deserve You

My dearest best friend,

You have NOT lost your purpose. Being a wife to someone who does not appreciate you, support you and does not love you the way you should and need to be loved is NOT your purpose in life.

I agree, you have lost your direction, because you believe that he is your purpose.

Your beautiful daughter is your purpose.

You are your purpose.

You deserve to smile, to be loved, to be cared for, believed in, needed and wanted.

NOT discarded like you are in the way.

I love you and I want for you to be happy. You stood by me once and watched me destroy myself for a man. We even almost lost our friendship because of it. You were right. From the very beginning.

Regardless of what you are trying to tell yourself right now, I do not believe that he is what makes you happy and I do not believe that he will ever be able to make you happy again. Those days that you used to share are gone. They have been for quite some time.

He is what you are used to and what as you say have worked so hard for. He betrayed you. AGAIN.

Fighting for him is going to crush your spirit even more. You will try to hang on to anything you can and that's not what it's about.

How many chances has he been given? How many times have you fought and settled because he gave in to you? He did that because he is a coward.

You have to be strong. Believe me, I know it's hard. I know that you think that I am some superwoman. But remember, I have put on a good front many times. I don't always smile through my pain.

It hurts. It's going to hurt. It will take a long time to get past the hurt and trust issues but it will happen.

You are better than him and deserve better than him.

You deserve you.

Maybe You Should

Go away.

I've disliked you from the first time I ever met you. But my best friend was in love with you.

I even stood beside her when she married you.

I've been there through it all and as each day passes I hate you more and more.

You are damned lucky that you don't like even closer. But remember, 4 hours is close enough for me to drive there and kick your ass.

You have broken her heart, destroyed her spirit and ruined her thrill for life.

You're a bastard. A lying, cheating piece of filth. You disgust me in every sense.

You are not worthy of her and you never have been.

The only thing that makes me completely sad is that you have a daughter who worships the ground you walk on. HOW dare you treat her mother that way? Is that the way you want your daugther to think that men should treat women?

Maybe you should just go the F*uck away. If murder were legal I would be changing your name to Earl.

Mother Dearest

You know what, I don't know what your problem is lately but I am sick of your attitude.

I cannot believe you had the audacity to write me what you did. Have you lost your entire mind?

Your lack of concern or respect for me lately saddens me and infuriates me at the same time.

Today is not the day. I tried to refrain from responding to you, but the lack of caffeine, nicotine, good food, and the lack of sleep topped off by your horrific monthly timing, makes today a bad day for most people, you are no exception.

What have you done with my Mother? I want her back. Unless I have been blind for the last 34 years and this is who you really are? If so, I feel like I have no idea who raised me, it wasn't you.

I Need It

I need a Dr. Pepper like I need a computer to do my job.

I don't drink coffee or diet drinks. I can't stand the taste of them. I don't have a headache from the lack of caffeine, I am just going through withdrawals.

I think about Dr. Pepper every second. I crave the taste. I try to convince myself that just a little taste will do. I know it will not, I will want the whole bottle.

I drink 96+ ounces of water day. I should be able to have just one little ole Dr. Pepper.

At this point, I am willing to without food for a Dr. Pepper. It has been almost 3 days since I have tasted the sweet nectar of the Gods.

I need it.

****Can I get a hell yeah? Not for the redneck women, but for the $200.00 mistake (in my favor) I found in my check book. I balance my check book EVERYDAY, yet somehow missed this. That's what I get for paying a ton of crap off. ****

Well That Settles That

So I just read "The vice presidential buzz is circling around Gov. Tim Kaine, but the Virginia Democrat refused to address the speculation Tuesday."

Ughhh...I am a registered Republican. I have long since voted issue not party. I have been very, very torn this election season. I'm not a McCain fan, nor am I an Obama fan.


I've found it very hard hard to agree with the platforms of people these days because there are some major issues that I feel very strongly about.

One of my major issues now is, I think the Governor of Virginia Tim Kaine sucks out loud.

Word of the Day:

Pusillanimous: \pyoo-suh-LAN-uh-muhs\, adjective : Lacking in courage and resolution; contemptibly fearful; cowardly.

I've known many pusillanimous men in my lifetime.

Oh yeah, Bennigan's, Steak & Ale filed for bankruptcy. I used to work at a Bennigan's back in the day. I loved that place. I miss those people sometimes. I met LOTS of celebs there. What a sad day! RIP Bennigan's.

Do You Even Know Me?

Hear Ye, Hear Ye...

I do not believe in abortion. If you want to do it, whatever. Don't expect me to talk to you or be your friend afterwards. Sounds harsh. Oh effing well. That's just who I am.

I am not going to stand on a street corner and scream obscenities at you and I am not going to lecture you. I will simply state that I do not agree with your decision (*extreme circumstances are different*).

Just because you are not "where you want to be in life" and "don't want to be a single mother", or whatever the effing excuse is, it doesn't give you the right to spread your legs and create a child. Protection. Use it. For the love of everything holy or even unholy.

Yes, I know that certain people get pregnant on birth control and condoms break. I am not an idiot. My philosophy is, "if you are grown up enough to have sex, then you are grown up enough to pay the consequences."

This isn't even for the young teenagers. It's for the woman who have edcuations, careers and many other things and choose not to keep their child and use statements such as "there is NO WAY I could have this baby."

There is a way. There are plenty of ways.

*Stepping off of soapbox*

Priceless

Winery Adventures…..

1. Driving in circles….check!

2. Stopping at the Redneck Macy's AKA Wal-Mart to buy a GPS…..check!

3. Making it to the winery….check!

4. Wine tasting….check!

5. Buying 7 bottles of wine….check!

6. Buying Brie, proscuitto, bread, water, and ANOTHER cutting board and knife….check!

7. Meeting old couple that wants to set up V with 25 year old, hot son….check!

8. Having old couple buy us wine….check!

9. Making fun of wanna be "Hills" stars at Vineyard….check! (Dude, take off your sunglasses inside…really!!)

10. Pictures of old places….check!

11. Shopping at Amish store…buying Hug Heinie wine….check!

12. Shopping at British Pantry…more pictures….check!

13. Falling in love with the taste of warm crotch water….check!

14. Putting on fresh deodorant on Rte. 28…check!!

15. Drunk dialing Mario….check!

16. Calling C because she's our Internet whore, but she doesn't answer….check!

17. Driving and starving….check!

18. Eating crustaceans and rehydrating….check!

19. Shopping at Target at 2100….check!2

0. Driving home and passing out….check!

21. A winery day with Mel & V-dog….PRICELESS!!