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Amy invited me to a house warming party in Cola. Coming up in Oct. She was like my kid sister in middle and high school. She's a Drama teacher in Cola. now. All grown up. We have all grown up. She's doing awesome! I can't wait to see her and I told her that I would definitely Come. It's something to look forward to:)

I went to finally see The Black Dahlia. It kept my attention. It was hard to keep up with all of the people in the movie though, and hard to follow the story. Everybody must have smoked 2,000 cigarettes in the movie! The 40's hair is so glamorous. I think all women should wear their hair like that now. Glamourous! They had a special for a tub of popcorn and a drink. The tub was literally a tub. I should have brought along my pet elephant to help me out with that.

It's so weird not having my babies here:( I've had a little feeling of withdrawal in only a day. I think that they are in bed asleep, but they aren't here. They are spending the weekend with their Gigi. I'm sleeping in! I deserve it:) This morning I woke up at 5:45 A.M. with Liza. Early mornings are so peaceful though. It's so nice to brew the coffee and hold my baby girl. It's quiet, and then the sun comes up slowly and the day awakens. It's a cool feeling and so nice to spend that time with Liza. It's our special time together and I welcome it after the original groggy wake up call!

I cooked something really good. Smothered chicken with apricots and prunes over Linguine. It's marinating and will be Sunday dinner. I like to cook for people:) Should be yummy. Hope so....It's the first time I've made that recipe. I noticed that the colors in the dish are the colors of Fall. What a pretty plate. Presentation is everything after all...

Time for a post! I just thought .."Hey I haven't seen my boss today"...And then I remembered that I did see him for two minutes this morning. This has been a lonely week for me:( I should have some free time this weekend, so that's something to look forward to:) I love my children so much, but sometimes a mom has to have a break. Will is a chatter box. He calls "Mama" every two seconds to tell me something. Sometimes I tell him that Mama needs some alone time. The other day he was playing in his room and I walked in to tell him something. He told me that he needed alone time to play. He also told me that he needed alone time to read last night. At least he gets it. He has my attention plenty! Five year olds just have a lot to say. Conversations with them are better than with most adults:)

I cleaned out my car at lunch and it was gross! When we are running late in the mornings, sometimes I let Will eat a Pop Tart in the car on the way to school. There were crumbs everywhere back there! On top of that, the car smelled funky. The reason is because I was running really late yesterday and Liza had not had breakfast or a bottle. What to do? I gave it to her in the car. She can hold it herself. Normally this is taboo in my book, but my mother said "oh, go ahead and give it to her in the car." "We used to do it all the time." (That was the early 80's. I used to ride standing up in the front seat of the car with no seat belt on the way to school! In the 70's no one looked twice at a prego woman smoking either. It was actually common! They would booze and smoke it up! Oh, the times they are a changing. Every decade more safety rules, codes, etc and more crazy people. Can a kid ride their bike around the neighborhood without their mother worrying these days? Hardly.) So, I cringed, but said okay. I was really late. On the way to school Liza turned the bottle upside down and dripped milk all over her sock and romper. By the time I got her to the nursery, she was sopping wet. I grabbed her bag and the bottle packed in it had leaked! Everything was wet! Liza, the bag, and my car. Thankfully, she had a change of clothes in her cubby there at the nursery. My car reeked today. Milk must have seeped into the floor board of the car.
It's clean now. The smell is gone after I Resolved and Fabreezed the crap out of everything. I drug out the ole Shop Vac too. Crumbs, sand, and funky odors be gone.

In other news I have an eye infection. I have to take these drops 4 times a day for 7 days. If both eyes looked like the one eye, then I'd look like I've been smokin crack or been on a binge. Sounds attractive, huh? I'm smooth like that.

I can't believe I posted a blog about my ole smelly nasty car. Off to find something to do!

A reminder to myself to check this store out sometime.

Lu Lu

A guy was telling me that he and his buddy go to Shuckers after work a lot to have a beer together, since their wives work late. Frankly, these two should ditch the wives and marry each other. They call each other about three times a day! Literally. I was laughing at this story. The way he told it made me laugh.

He proceeds to tell me that there is this "smokin" waitress at Shuckers that waits on them from time to time. heh heh. She is a "smokin" young 20-something blonde that they know by name and drool over. Lucky her. One evening , he decided to ask her if she worked anywhere else besides the bar. She told him that she cuts hair, but didn't really have a clientele. His buddy livens up after hearing this sad news:( and gives her his card and a brochure! He just fired a sales girl that would be gone for days without checking in with the company. The "smokin" girl called him the next day to schedule an interview for the sales position. Day one he interviews her and day two he "let" her ride around with him just to see if she would like the job. How nice of him.

BUT!! This is the funny part.... He proceeds to tell me that the new sales girl doesn't wear underwear. Apparently she wears low rider waisted pants? She has bent over a total of three times in front of her "new" boss to pick something up that she has dropped. (C'mon, I know I'm klutzy, but dang.) and all three times .........no underwear! No thong, no underwear, no nothing. Nada. No drawers. Was that on purpose? She had to know. I think I would know if 1/2 my crack was showing. Wouldn't you? Maybe she derived from a family of plumbers? Maybe she honestly didn't feel part of her butt showing? Maybe she used to live in a nudist colony and...o.k. Hmmmm..... Supposedly, this guy's buddy is going to stop by today with the new Sales Rep! Oh yeah! We get to get a glimpse of the "smokin" girl and drop something!

I'm reading a book called "The Unexpected Legacy of Divorce" It's a 25 year landmark study. The gist of it is this: The author started out talking with 131 children whose parents were all going through a divorce. She weeded out 7 children who embodied the common life experiences of the group and followed their lives from adolescence to adulthood. It's a study based on their relationships. The study focuses on their love affairs, marriage successes and failures, and the parenting of their own children. It's so interesting. I'll post on it more as I read on.

I visited Sumter's DHEC to obtain birth certificate copies today. Let me just tell you that I like hospitals way more! Isn't it ironic that I wanted to Clorox the whole building? I mean, it is a place of health right? Shouldn't a place of health be sanitary? That ain't healthy! I think that it was probably because I heard some really haggy coughing...way worse than my cough last week. Really haggy coughing going on in that joint.I wanted to run out of there it was so scary!

This is what happened during my outing to DHEC. I didn't know what floor I needed to be on and I was looking for signs. So, I hopped on the elevator and hit 3 just to see where it would take me, thinking that a sign would appear somewhere telling me where to go. The doors of the elevator opened on 3 and there were cops everywhere! There was a woman crying and a man repeating that he was sorry. Apparently, some mayhem. Woo. I had to get back on that elevator! I eased back into the elevator and hit 1. The elevator was screwy though. It would go to the 2,3, and 4 and then back to the 3 again. It did this like two times. I was stuck on it! Did the first floor just disappear or something? I became frantic for a milli-second and then someone got on and assured me that it would go back down to the first floor,and that someone must have been playing with the buttons. For all I knew there was a crazy person on the loose and they would be popping into the elevator with us. These were my milli-second thoughts, but I calmed down. This Dhec was a crazy place. Finally, I made it to the first floor and went to the front desk to just plain ask where I was supposed to go. Duh, it was right there at that desk. So, that was easy... I filled out the forms and I overheard someone say that a man was carrying on and acting hysterical over not receiving his food stamps in the mail. He whigged out.His whiggin out caused a woman in the waiting area to have a seizure! That's why all of the cops were on the third floor. Whew! What an errand. A scary one at that.
I went to the library after I got the birth certs. It's temporarily at the O'Donnell House while the new one is being renovated. The old library was lookin pretty raggedy. The new library is going to be pretty spectacular when it's finished and it's about darn time! I voted Yes for that one. The O'Donnell house is so beautiful. I was in book heaven there. An old house and the smell of books. The hardwood floors shined and the book shelves were rowed over a beautiful Oriental rug. Just the smell of old houses and books does something to me.

A little nasty has become unleashed
in the house
becoming bothersome to the un- nasties.

"I've seen fire and I've seen rain."
"Woke up yesterday morning...."

Hot coals
Been burned
Over and over.

I want to be the effervescent elephant.
A jovial jubilee!

Bitter bites be gone.
The bees the bees the bees
sting.

Negative vapors
permeate

"Yesterday all my troubles seem so far away"
Yesterday reality slapped me.
Hard.

Both feet
are on the ground.
One, Two.

Nasty has been caged.
Don't let him out!

I see the good.
Good.

Life's full of phases and sub phases.....
A life altering experience is a phase with little phases within it.Microscopic pieces of you swarming around in pond water under the magnifying lens. The phases are all different with their own DNA, like your finger print. A daze of a phase, a weeping willow, a bitter bee, .... Tuck them in a category dissecting, studying, and understanding them.

I want to go see The Black Dahlia this weekend! I watched the story about it a while back on the History Channel. Josh Hartnet and Scarlett Johnasen are in the movie...Should be good. I have major respect for Scarlett and I think that she is an amazing young actress. Josh Hartnet is pretty to look at...so...I'm going to see this movie!!
The Black Dahlia is about an unsolved Califonia murder mystery. A creepy story about a wanna -be hollywood actress who winds up murdered with her body found cut in half. Pretty gruesome. I also saw the History Channel's " Jack the Ripper" which was interesting. I'm interested in deviant behavior. It just baffles and amazes me that people can act so "out of the norm?" Deviantly, if you will. I guess one has to be careful with what they put in their head...is it Environment? Psychological? What is it that causes these actions? The Devils work? It interests me. Like, watching so many horror movies and then going out like Ted Bundy and killing people.I'm interested in the core of what triggers people to act the way that they do. Why? It's so interesting to me. I guess it is to a lot of people because the only thing on the news is negative crap. Killings, dead beat dads, bombings, police chases, bank robbers....etc and you're occasional no teeth interview with so snd so on the street.
Anyway, I'll sit and watch the History Channel anytime. It reminds me of my Grandfather. He used to sit in his chair and smoke his cigerettes and watch old movies or the History Channel. Occasionally he'd say something weird like: "You make a better door than a window." or "I can't see through muddy water." Or You so ugly I'd have to tie a pork chop around your neck to get the dog to play with you." Ha ha....He used to tell me that I came from the cabbage patch and that my real mother's name was Ruby Bogonia. Her sister's name was Susie Mae Slim Drawers. What? Gramps must have been smokin somethin else in that chair! I can think of one more....chicken lips. He was a sweet man and could make us giggle:)

It would be nice to have a dream recorder. A device that "video taped" the dream exactly how one dreamt it. Then, one could watch it on the tube the next day and "see" what goes on in the depths of their mind. A mental "visual" recording device. If I could invent something it would be a dream recorder. I would love to see my dreams on a big flat plasma screen.

Even my horoscope is trying to tell me something....

Aquarius
September 13, 2006
You have a kind of creativity that knows no bounds today, dear Aquarius, and a kind of originality that knows no limits. How are you going to go about expressing this rich creativity that is so abundant inside of you? If your environment doesn't allow you to express this creativity, change environments and try to make a new reality for yourself. This is the only way you will be able to use this incredible energy productively.

Oh dear. Oh bother. I think I need someone to put a fire under my ...

I felt like I was in a really bad teen movie. Not just a teen movie, but the teen movie that makes fun of teen movies. You know, the ones that recreate the scenes and turn them retarded? The girl is walking down the stairs with wind (coming from where?) blowing her hair and just looking gorgeous and then .......She falls down the stairs or through the stairs. So, there you have it...I have derived from a creature that does klutzy things. I don't know what that creature is and it doesn't live on this planet.......ooohhhh kkkaaaayyy....Anyway, the point to this blog is this...I am trying to appear busy at work. He is here today and I am suspicious.....I'm going to be like the astronomer (Matthew Brodderick) in the movie Addicted to Love and take notes on him. See if I see any patterns in his behavior and stuff. Ah ha. Like I care. I don't...

Testing waters by dipping in toes
my flutter skips,but the beat goes on.
I live in my head and we walk alone,
but it's nice to feel when the day is done.