Deep In The Forrest

April Fools!!! I am quitting the blog, leaving my husband and moving away to Zimbabwe to marry into their royal family. Oops, Darn!! I always screw that part up, guess I blew the April Fool's Joke!! ;) This morning I was rushing around like mad, trying to get going. I thought to myself briefly how it felt like this entire week so far had been dragging as slow as it could get (not that I want to rush things, I wish we would all adhere to 'time is an illusion'). So though I was running late, I still had to stop for fuel, which is a huge hassle too. (Photo at left of AJ as a teenager--yes she is a girl, nevermind that hideous haircut-- riding the Honda MB5 through the yard, back in th' day!) Right around the corner from my house is my little ol' "stand by" gas station. It's called "Sack-n-Save", although I'm not quite sure what you are saving by going there since every item is an arm and a leg. Growing up, we affectionately named this place...

Today is Weekly Words Challenge Day! That would be really great if I had entries. The fact is that I do have some, but they're still sitting, safe and warm on my camera. I had no time to prepare them today. It's kinda o.k. though because they weren't that great in my opinion, and I also wasn't able to get anything together for the word "Jump". Just stumped me... I don't know why. Therefore, I am officially pulling out of this week's Weekly Words Challenge (WWC), always brought to us by the Sporkalicious Tink of Pickled Beef . This week's words were "M" and "Jump" (as you might know). I might try to do both themes next week if I can, since I hate to waste what's on my camera. We'll see. Next week's words are "G" and "On This Day" . And per Tink, "If you haven't joined the fun yet, go here for details. We also have a Flickr group for easy shareability. Not only do you get to add ...

(Today's angry obscenities are brought to you by the letters "F" and "U" ). Ok, now I'm taking a little time out to bitch... I feel like a good post full of rants. I need to blow off a little steam. So take it as you will, I am going to ramble a bit. You may have to finish this post in sections, or by all means take it all if you are in the mood to read today. I pre-apologize for any over-lengthiness, harshness or obscenities... I simply must let flee my feelings and get it all out. Where oh where oh where should I start?? Fit To Be Gagged And Bound In trying to get back to some sense of normalcy since my Dad's untimely passing, we have of course been trying to keep with a workout schedule as much as possible. Now, Richie and I know how to use the machines, and we workout "Smart" when we use things, we are polite, re-rack our weights, we wipe down machines, and we try to be respectful of others around us who are trying to get in a quality w...

Yesterday, I arrived home and I trusted my husband to actually give me a Vitamin B-12 shot. I'm not afraid of needles, just didn't really trust at first if he was able to do it, but he succeeded. Here I am, still alive. Let The Music Play Band practice went o.k. last night. Our bass player has still been having "issues", just various things preventing him from being able to function on a normal basis. So he was out again. Richie, Rob and I went on and worked through some new material, as well as a song that we began a few weeks back. I guess we made some progress, I don't know. I had lost the lyrics to one song, so I had to go and listen to the practice recording of it and try to write the lyrics back down. I made it through most of them, but there were a couple places I couldn't hear the vocal and couldn't get the words. I know, I wrote them, and you'd think they would just "come to me", but sometimes you lose words, and if it's not rec...

It all started yesterday morning, I just didn't have a chance to stop and rant. We decided to get into the gym extra-early to avoid having to deal with "The Clacker" (the little dooky-ball haired, hog-faced girl who makes too much noise on the machines). Normally, she piles in around 6:30, so we dragged ourselves out of bed at 5:15 or so, and ended up at the gym on the Elliptical machines at 5:30 a.m. It was still dark outside, she was nowhere in sight, I was enjoying my work-out for once. Since we'd been so comfortable, we decided to make our workout a hour instead of 30 or 45 minutes (plus the 5 minute cool-down). I forget what I was watching, as there's usually not that much on that early in the morning... maybe it was "Sister, Sister". Like clockwork, and 30 minutes early herself, IN WALKS THE MUTHAFLIPPIN CLACKER!!! My heart sinks. I looked at Richie in disbelief. How on earth did this happen? It was so carefully planned! Was she psychic maybe? She...

It's officially "Hmmmph" day... I thought I would take an opportunity to recognize some of the ignorance, stupidity and rudeness I have brushed elbows with in the past few days. I'm not sure if this will qualify as a rant, but it may turn into one, who knows the day is young. Here is my official Song to Commemorate the Day (couldn't find the original video to post, so this will have to do... I give you "Flagpole Sitta": ( view Lyrics to Harvey Danger - Flagpole Sitta ) RE: Lip Dub - Flagpole Sitta by Harvey Danger from Jerry Ascione on Vimeo . Either people are getting more and more rude and callous by the day, or I have recently harnassed a the superpower of "Invisibility" (which would be cool if it were true and possible). Because everywhere I go, people either jump out in front of me, act like I'm not there and get right in my path only to stop and talk to someone else, nearly back over me as if I am not even there, or ...

Happy Guruvaar , That's to say it is "Fifth Day" (if you begin your count on Sunday)... a.k.a. sometimes as "Thursday". :) So TGIAF (that's Thank God it's Almost Friday!) I wore the most annoying Sandals this morning... the kind that "slip on", and are made of a forming, corky-squishy material and I've worn long enough to get a footprint set... so sometimes, when I walk I get those "Foot Farts". Foot farts are made when you get an air pocket under your feet in certain types of shoes, mainly sandals and it makes a sound very similar to when you do Armpit Farts . It only happens on my right foot, however. But, it can be very embarrassing when the office is unusually quiet, and it always is... that is, when you have the foot farts . For some reason, things have been vanishing on me lately. Does this ever happen to anyone else? Just like socks in the dryer... You swear up and down there is no logical way that said object or possessi...

Friday is a great time to relax and have fun. Come to think of it, anytime is a great time to do just that in my book. It's not always possible though, as sometimes you just have to 'TCB' (Take Care of Business). Usually it's when you're uselessly stressing over things that you think you're supposed to stress over, but inevitably have no control over (hint: that's pretty much ANYTHING that you would stress about), that's when other forces of nature (or freaks of nature) come along to pile on the additional rage or annoyance. This was pause for me stop and contemplate what entities, occurrences or idiots push my buttons at just those moments! :) So here are just a few! Drivers who deliberately screw you over at 4-way stops when clearly it wasn't their turn Rude drivers in general, or those who drive while putting on make-up or styling their hair Rude people period People, obviously thinking that they are the only person in existence who try to walk in...