Sunday, February 26, 2006

The kids were bugging me, so we went to church this morning. Believe it or not, I somehow managed not to burst into flames.

Although there were points when I wish I would have...

Saturday, February 25, 2006

I held a chicken today. Then I looked at the picture and realized that sweatshirts make a person look fat(ter).
Saturday Morning Cartoons

Maybe I'm dating myself, but remember waking up Saturday mornings, tiptoeing to the TV and turning it on with the volume low so as not to wake your parents? Even though it wasn't a school day, you had to get up early to see the cartoons. It was something you looked forward to all week long. Everyone had their favorites they just couldn't stand to miss.

Of course there was also School House Rock. I still use those silly songs today to remember certain parts of speach. How else am I to remember what a conjunction is? That's also how I learned about the "Three Ring Circus". I actually felt sad when Bill was Vetoed and dejectedly returned to the front steps of Congress. I was elated when he finally became a Law and would jump around all excited. I own the entire collection now on DVD. It's the only way to see them. Evidently educational filler cartoons are no longer needed.

So you may be asking why the reminiscing. Well, it's Saturday morning and my children are looking for batteries for their headsets instead of being glued to the TV for the long awaited Saturday morning cartoons. There is something wrong with this in my mind. I should have five little spawn crowded on the sofas laughing out loud right now. With the advent of Cartoon Network, Nickelodian, and others, Saturdays morning television no longer has the hold it once did. I ask myself, "What do they have to look forward to on the weekends now?"

Not much.

Now they can see cartoons whenever they wish, and today's cartoons just aren't what ours were twenty-five years ago. My children now watch every episode of Avitar. My children are convinced that they can bend water, earth, fire, and air. I s'pose that isn't bad for their imagination, but Avatar is a soap. Seriously. It's a sopa. What was wrong with light hearted fun cartoons like Tom and Jerry, Scooby Doo (my personal favorite), Bugs Bunny (the earlier ones, not the newer ones), and Daffy Duck? Remember the Hall of Justice and the Legion of Doom (now they've created The Justice League, but the characters are dark and hardened and the story lines more...I don't know...morbid).

Much to my chagrin, I must admit that cartoon quality has dropped tremendously.

Fortunately, Bear and I have instilled in our children the love for OLDER cartoons. Child #2 LIVES for Tom and Jerry. Child #1 likes Popeye. Child #3 likes the old Superman episodes. All of them like Scooby Doo and that "Wascally Wabbit".

I guess it's just disheartening to witness the demised of animation. Even Disney's gone downhill. I know they've put out several new movies over the years, but do any of them REALLY compare to Snow White, Sleeping Beauty, or Bambi? What happened to fun songs like "Hi-Ho" and "Bibbity Bobbity Boo"? No, now we must have songs that can cross over to the main stream music world. Okay, some of them can't, but name me a modern Disney song that falls into the same genre of mice and birds singing, "We can do it! We can do it! We can help the Cinderellie! We can make her dress so pretty! There's nothing to it really!"


The movie and cartoon industry seem to think that cartoons need to be more adult like. Well, they need to be geared towards children. I don't remember Raggedy Ann and Andy having asides for adults in it. they didn't fall in love. I really wish that the infamous "THEY" would come back to the knowledge that children need to be children. They need to laugh and giggle at 1,000 lb anvils being dropped on the head of a coyote while the intended victims runs off in a cloud of dust going, "Beep! Beep!" (Another of child #2's favorites). Now THAT was great Saturday morning fun!!!

Monday, February 20, 2006

Happy birthday to me,

Happy birthday to me,


It's the first birthday in seventeen years that I haven't been with my Bear. It sucks. The flowers he sent me can't be delivered because of the snow (which is quite beautiful though I must say).

By the way...My son is an idiot.

Just because they've really pissed me off and this is the only retaliation I can pursue at this time.

Sunday, February 19, 2006

If you even THINK about telling me how insensitive or wrong I am regarding the following post, go fuck yourself. This is MY blog and I reserve the right from time to time to rant about LUNACY that just pisses me off. If anyone reading this truly thinks that the following makes sense and is okay, you're an idiot. You are a true idiot. You're right up there with people who think that rape isn't a sexual crime and that child molesters need our understanding because "they're sick."

If you don't want to read the articles, the pictures I've posted tell the story.

Muslims Assault U.S. Embassy in Indonesia

Alrighty then, the DANISH published caricatures of Muhammad, then some EUROPEAN papers republished them, so the proper response would be, of COURSE, to attack the U.S. embassy because we all know that the U.S. was really behind the cartoons being published in these OTHER countries. Here is a picture of the angry mob:

I love this picture claiming that Muslims spread peace:

REALLY?!?! Then explain these:
Muslim Protestors Attack Danish Consulate, Catholic Church in Beirut

Here's a picture:

Outrage Spreads, Escalates Over Muhammad Cartoons

According to this picture, Jesus is ashamed of the printing of the cartoons. I guess Muhammad is thrilled with the Muslims' violence though.

Or these:

You people disgust me. I will never forget OR EVER FORGIVE your lack of public outrage, which indicates a silent support. Evidently you think it's perfectly alright for YOU all to express yourselves by using suicide bombers to kill Christians and Jews, strapping bombs onto to your own damn children, (great parenting, by the way, I'm impressed, it explains why you're opposed to abortion, you need the children so you can use them as human bombs...fuckers), and flying airplanes into buildings murdering THOUSANDS of innocent people, but printing a caricature of Muhammad is wrong and requires world wide massive response. Wait, let me correct that, a world wide VIOLENT response.

You'll say it's WRONG what the extremist did, but you damn well aren't out there protesting the murder of thousands and thousands of innocent people. I can find hundreds of pictures of you all protesting a cartoon, but not ONE protesting the murders routinely taught and carried out in the name of Muhammad. Where is the outrage for the acts of murderous violence that YOUR PEOPLE have committed? Don't give some bullshit that you have condemned it. When you people want to protest, you pour out into the streets by the thousands! Not ONCE have you done this to tell YOUR OUR PEOPLE to stop.

You protest a cartoon.

Congratulations, you IDIOTS! You just proved that this caricature is right on the money! On behalf of the families of the INNOCENT victims you all don't give a rat's ass about..FUCK YOU ALL!

You may purchase a t-shirt at Metrospy.

I will now return to the mindless, light hearted, sexually oriented material that is the norm for my blog.

Saturday, February 18, 2006

Here is our pond.

Our sideyard.

Here is the barn after several hours of snow.

My dog who LOVES the snow.
It's 4:00 a.m. and the kids and I are all bundled up to go play.


Tuesday, February 14, 2006

I've been crying. Tomorrow the kids and I head back up to the new house while my Bear stays down here. I won't see him for six weeks. All joking aside, I'm really going to miss him a lot.

Because I love him and he is my life.

Monday, February 13, 2006

An annonymous poster said that I have a sexy voice and wanted to know if I've ever done phone sex. No, I've never been a professional phone sex person, but I have had sex while I was on the phone. That was interesting and fun. Thanks for asking.

Found out that the wife of a friend of mine totally hates me. Evidently she thinks I'm too friendly. She doesn't like me hugging or touching her husband. For the love of ... geeze ... I guess I have that "man eater" scent about me. ***Krystal makes a deep, throaty, sexy growly sound, begins to crawl across the floor in a cat-like motion and begins to purr by twirling her tongue inside her mouth.*** Yup, better hide your men.

I might be needing one of these and one of these after I return back home. I'm gonna be SIX WEEKS without seeing him. That means six weeks without sex. I can't go six weeks without sex. I haven't gone that long without sex in the sixteen years he's been giving me the high hard one.

Anyone who would like to make a donation towards the purchase of these two desperately needed toys, just let me know. My Bear thinks I'm warped. Isn't he a lucky man...

Sunday, February 12, 2006

New Foamy the Squirrel cartoon.

Bears tooth begins to flare back up after having it filled at dentist a few days earlier:

Bear: My tooth is killing me!

Goddess: Let me feel it. *Goddess 'feels' the outside of Bear's mouth.* There is a crack in the filling and a bubble or hole of somekind underneath.

Bear goes to dentist next day...

Dentist: What's wrong?

Bear: My tooth is killing me. My wife says that there is a crack in the filling and a hole underneath it.

Dentist: If your wife a dentist?

Bear: No, if she were a dentist I'd have had her fill it.

Dentist: How does she know what's wrong with your tooth?

Bear: She just does.

Dentist: ***Hesitates*** Okay.

**X-Rays are taken. There is a crack in the new filling and there is a hole underneath. He needs a root canal.**

Monday, February 06, 2006

Now I've mentioned a few times that my mother is slightly overbearing, controlling, manipulative, and a drama queen who will create drama to make herself the center of attention.

Her last set of stunts over the holidays have made me not talke to her. She's been speaking with Bear who has told her that she is not allowed to contact me. She is to go through him only. Two friends and I both said that she would "create" an excuse or drama to justify calling me and yelling at me after the move to bring heaviness to my happiness. My Bear didn't believe us. She'd been telling my Bear that she knows what she did wrong and she hasn't shown me any respect as an adult. She knows that she's wrong to speak to me the way she does and she wasn't going to do it any more because it was wrong. Bear was thinking she was really seeing the error of her way. I truly know better BUT I'm a big hearted person and was thinking to myself that she's been very respectful of my request, supposedly, so I'd drive the kids the 3 1/2 hours to see her.

Then I played the following message on my cell phone, the cell phone for which I had a broken charger and was leaving off to save the batteries until the charger could be replaced. I told Bear about the message and she denied ever leaving one. Fortunately I saved it and played it for him. He called her back to tell her she was busted as a liar.

Now I will share with you all, Good Readers, my mother busted.

this is an audio post - click to play

Friday, February 03, 2006

Okay, so Bella at Feminoz made a comment about those verification letters being related to your comment. So I made a comment about some freaky shit I did during my pregnancy and BOOM! the first two letters of my verification code are what we call our first son. THEN I make a comment at the Diva's blog about men with hot chests and no shirts and the last letters were "fleh"...just one letter off from the word "FLESH" which is what I what posting about.

I'm truly freaked now.

So I'd like to thank Bella for making me paranoid. I will forever be looking at those codes in a new light. As though I wasn't already a mental mess. Thank-you.