Wednesday, December 14, 2011

Proudly Serving....

  • Stupidity
  • Worthlessness
  • Nothingness
  • Trash
  • Ignorance
  • Retardedness
  • Pieces of Shit
  • Low Life's
  • Headaches
  • Burdens
  • Better Off Withouts
  • Cause of it ALLs
  • Uselessness
  • Wastes of Life
  • Sorry Excuses
  • Absent Mindedness
*Everyday, every fucking day..... and I am the supplier!

Wednesday, September 28, 2011

Blogger ABC Game

I saw this on another blog and have of course removed their answers and inserted my own, but its the ABC Blog Game...

A: Age.
30... It still pains me to say this. It really hurts to write it.

B: Bed Size
Full. I had a king but I hated it. i still own it, but i prefer the  full size.

C: Chore you hate
Laundry.. Its the most self defeating chore of all. It never stays done for longer than 12 hours. When your done, your just going to change your clothes for bed hence creating more. IT NEVER ENDS.

D: Dogs
Sassy, the best damn dog in the world. She is a pit / lab mix. She has the coloring of a pit but looks like a lab. She doesn't jump, doesn't bark, doesn't leave the property lines. She can be left out with out being tied up. She mothers the kids when they are outside following them everywhere to make sure they are OK. She starts the nights out on my daughter bed, but comes to sleep next to my bed once I am in for the night. She will give one low bark to let me know we have company when some one pulls in the drive and once I show her its OK, she is friendly and welcoming. BEST DOG EVER.

E: Essential start to your day
TEA. Tea, definitely tea. You can say I am a tea-aholic. I must drink like 7-10 cups a day and if I am out I am scouring for a Dunkin Donuts... (they have the best tea)

F: Favorite color
White. I know its not technically a color. But white anything looks so new and clean. It makes me feel refreshed. If I had to pick a color it would have to be color combo's.. Like Gray and Pink or Light blues with Yellows.

G: Gold or silver
I would say mainly silver or white gold. Though I have been hankering for an over sized gold watch. I think Santa is gonna buy herself one for Christmas this year.

H: Height
5'7..... Unless I have heels on, then you guarantee I'm easily 5'10 -5'11

I: Instruments you play
I used to play the viola. I loved the viola, I wish I would have seen that through. I was good at it too.

J: Job title
MOM. I am a stay at home mom. My duties include but are not limited to nurse, maid, cook, personal chef, personal driver, laundry attendant, organizer, personal shopper, party planner and tutor.

K: Kids
Two beautiful girls. One is almost 12 and the other is going to be 3 VERY soon. They are polar opposites and I adore them more than anything.

L: Live
Live everyday like its your last. Live life to the fullest. Living the dream.... LMAO

M: Mother's name
To me she's my Momma.. So that's what your gonna get from me!

N: Nickname
Work it was La La ( because I was always so happy and bubbly and walked around like la la la la )
My close friends and family call me Lay. My favorite Aunty started calling me this when I was little and it stuck. I get very offended when people try to call me this and I don't think they have the right to. Very select and chosen few are allowed because the name is so personal. And my hubby's pet name for me is Juanita. I am not Spanish, it bares no resemblance to my actual name and I don't even know why he calls me this but he does. I am Juanita and I love that I am. But because of Juanita my husband has been renamed Trish. We are Trish and Juanita. Worst part is we both answer to these names in public, if he yells it out and vice versa in stores we will answer.

O: Overnight hospital stays
Once for a major surgery I had in 2001 and when both of my children were born.

P: Pet peeves
Dishes on the counter next to the sink. Nothing gets me more annoyed than this. Arrogance. It peeves me  when people are egotistical and arrogant.


Q: Quote from a film
“I always thought insanity would be a dark, bitter feeling, but it is drenching and delicious if you really roll around in it.”  - The Help

“Ever morning, until you dead in the ground, you gone have to make this decision. You gone have to ask yourself, "Am I gone believe what them fools say about me today?” - The Help

“You is kind. You is smart. You is important.”  - The Help

R: Right or left handed?
Rightie, I come from a long line of them!

S: Siblings
A sister who is only 16 months younger than me I always used to sing to her " she's my sister, I love my sister" from the kids show Barney.. She hated that. A brother who is 10 years younger and I love and adore. And a half brother who is 24 years younger than me. He was born already an Uncle to my oldest... LOL.

T: Time you wake up
Usually around 6:50... I have to get the kids up by 7:30, I appreciate that time alone and quiet to clean up make lunches, have my tea and feed the dog.

U: Underwear
I have them, yes. I wear them sometimes.... Ha!

V:Vegetable you hate
Brussel Sprouts. I just don't like them.

W: What makes you run late
This little person in my house who is 2 and hates to get dressed and stay clean for longer than 3 minutes. Or her father who likes to wait till 2 minutes before we have to leave because " I'm a guy and it only takes me 2 minutes to get dressed" (20 minutes later we can finally leave)

X: X-Rays you've had
Back, shoulder, tummy, head, face, pelvis. Funny though, I have never broken anything except my nose....

Y: Yummy food that you make
I have to say that lately my pot roast has been pretty kick ass!

Z:Zoo animal
Elephants. Even more so since reading and watching the movie water for elephants.

Thursday, September 8, 2011

Where were you on 9/11?

I remember that morning like yesterday.
I was still living in Massapequa Park, NY with my grandparents and my almost 2 year old daughter.
I was upstairs in my apartment, getting ready for work, on what I thought was a beautiful beginning to fall morning. I had the tv on in the livingroom for background noise as I was in my bedroom getting dressed. My daughter was playing on the floor in my room, when I heard my Nanny yell up the stairs, "Turn on the news a plane just flew into the twin towers."  Not thinking it was anymore than just a accident, I watched thinking those poor people.

Then the second plane hit.

My grandmother starts screaming, "It's terrorists, I knew it, its a terroist attack, all those people." It had never occured to me that that was even an option when the first plane hit, and honestly, when I watched the second one hit, it still didn't. I just sat there with my mouth open, processing her words. I remember the fear that came over my body, it was as if I was frozen. For the first time in my life I truly knew what it was to feel fear and helplessness.

I guess you can say at 20 years old, I was still nieve in the ways of the world. I thought nothing like that could ever happen in the United States. That all those types of things happened in 3rd world countries. I couldnt fathom how so much hatred could be directed at people they didnt even know.

I, for some reason, felt compelled that I should still go to work that day. I dont remember getting dressed, or leaving the house, or even the beginning of my drive, but I do remember being on the Seaford Oyster Bay Pkwy. It was morning rush hour, normally I would  be in traffic, cursing the whole way.

But today I was one of FOUR cars. I remember counting four. Me and three other people who didnt know what else to do, but do like we do every other day and go to work. While I was driving, I had the radio on. I dont think I really even watched the road but kept my eyes on the sky, because I was sure then, that there we going to be more planes. As I drove, a few did fly over the parkway, whether they were planes being grounded or military planes I am not sure. But I know that when I heard them, I ducked in my car. I literally, grabbed the steering wheel and pulled my head down lower than it, thinking now they are going to fly into anything and everything in New York.

I don't remember arriving to work, it was like all of a sudden I was in the parking lot. It baffled me how I got there because as I remembered it, I was home, then on the Seaford Oyster Bay, now at work. Everything else was as if it didnt happen that morning.

I looked over in the parking lot and next to me was my co-worker. She was sitting in her car exactly like I was, glued to the radio with the same somber and terrifed look on her face. We both looked at each other then remained in our own cars for a little while longer unable to tear ourselves away from the radio.

I dont remember how long I sat there. I dont remember going into the building. I remember being inside and glad to see my best friends Becca, Nicole, and my daughters father Dan. At least they were ok and I knew that we were all together. I always felt safer when Danny was around.

The internet was out at work, so were the phones, the cell phones werent working at this point either. It felt so pointless for all of us to sit there. So far away from our families, so helpless in this tiny little office with no contact to what was happening outside around us except a radio that wasn't coming in very clearly... I think we stayed an hour or so before we decided to go home. I think we stayed out of fear of what was happening outside in world.

The ride home was the same as the ride there... One minute I was at work, the next I was home, the drive and how I got there a mystery. I remember walking in my house, hugging my Nan, who looked like she had been crying since I left, asking her if everyone in our family was accounted for. Happy when I was told yes.

I remember holding my daughter most of the day and repeatedly apologizing to her. That apology held a lot of reasons.... Sorry for the world I brought you in to. Sorry for leaving you when the world was falling apart. Sorry I couldnt do anything help those people. It was the biggest and most honest apology I had ever given to this day.

I dont remember the rest of the day as it happened... I know we all just sat there together, glued ot the tv watching the terror unfold... But I do remember bringing the baby in my bed that night, something I never did. Holding her so tight and crying myself to sleep.

Monday, January 3, 2011

New Year, New Topic...

Since I hardly write anymore because really, nothing all that interesting goes on in my life.. I think I am going to change the topic of the blog from nothing really to the kids. Not to a " oh my kid are great let me brag about them" type of blog, but more of can you believe that they did this today.

See my little one, tends to be a humorous topic for all who I speak to. Our main conversations are lead with, "What did she  do today?" This varies from q-tips in the toliet bowl ( hundreds of them) to brush her teeth with diaper rash cream. And everyday there is something. So starting today, I will be posting about my children and the funny crap they do everyday.  I think I should change the name of the blog to - Are you kidding me? What is the matter with you?