Di's little diddies

Hope all is well. I was going to call and sing to you. I know how much you must miss it! I will sing a belated Happy Birthday when I get back next week. Went to the Dr. and he said everything is looking good and I can do ANYTHING I want. Woohoo!!!! I will post pictures of all the wedding festivities tomorrow. I promise. Love you all and miss you all.

The weekend seems like it comes and goes so fast. There is always way to much to do. We had our second annual "family reunion", my mom's idea. Nobody can seem to get thier act together for this thing. Oh well it is finally came and now it is behind us. Rick went to Roy's last night and got his tattoo. He said it hurt like a MOTHERF*****. He was there for 3 hours. I had been telling him how gay it was and then I stopped myself and figured out that I was being really mean. It did turn out really nice, although it is really big. And he did end up putting a D at the top because he really loves me. I thought he was kidding about the D and I told him that would be the gayest thing he was thinking of doing. I will post a picture later, it did turn out really nice. And Rick if you ever read this, I really mean that! Enough for now.

This will be two days in a row that I have updated. Also both of my e-mails are cleaned out. I am "smokin hot". And "Mear" if you poo your pants today, we will rename you. Maybe we will call you smelly or stinky or maybe even shithead. Was that bad? I am trying my best to get organized before my 50th b-day. I really don't have very much time left since I have been trying all these years and haven't been to successful. Oh well! My towels are in the worsher and my pizza casserole is in the oven and it's not even 5 p.m. Go me! Thats all I can do for now, but it's something, right?

Did you notice that the little girl cheerleaders have their arse covered up? Not like the ones at school! HMMM!

P.S. Muir or Mear as crazy calls you, tell Sami I said Hi.

Yesterday was the first day of Pee Wee football and cheerleading. Austin is officially a "red rocket" and Marissa is a "colt". Poor Austin was so bummed out, they lost so bad. Of course my Aussie played hard and did what he was suppose to. It was all of the losers on his team. (just kidding) He thought if they won, they wouldn't have to practice anymore. Oh well it was fun. Does anybody have a remedy for a hairball stain? Dumb cat! I am making chicken marsala for dinner and I can't wait. I don't want to toot my own horn but I think mine is better than Olive Garden's. Yummmmmm

Once again, I have been very bad about updating my blog. I wish I could be as good as you other three and you know who you are. (The only three who read this) But today was hotter then hell and I was outside in it all day fixing a broken window. I hope the person who did it has seven years of baddddddddddddddddddddddddd luck and I mean it. The hotter it got, the pister, (Is that a word???????) I got. But I did get my new curtains and my new rug and pictures for my bright yellow worsh room. From where I come from it does have an R in it. I will post a picture of it when I get the curtains and everything up. I will warn you to put on shades though because it is bright yellow. But now I will be happy when I do worsh. Ok , I know this is short but me and Charlie is going to bed. No, I did not replace Rick with Charlie, it is Charlie Orfield. She is a girl and a canine and I love her. I love you to Sammi, Bubba and Zeke. P.S. Sammi I will call and leave another message so you can hear me again, tell your mom to play it for you.

Now so much for technical difficulties. When I went back to re-post, there they are. Ok maybe I will wait a spell and see if they show up.
Later.

I posted a really cute blog about my grandkids, don't know where it went but it acted like it posted and even let me view it, so I guess I will try again. Boy is it hotttttt. Except maybe in Alaska like my co-hort said.

I know it has been a little while since my last blog. But I do get on every now and then read everyone else's and then try to leave a comment and couldn't remember my password. But I finally got it right. I had to wait until all my tears dried up. You see I was removed from what I thought was my lovee. Oh, she has foresaken me. I would NEVER remove someone from my favorites. Ok, I feel better, the tears are almost gone. Now for the duldrums (?) of my life. Last wednesday, I went to Marissa's school to have lunch with her thinking I was having wildcat pizza, no she informed me when I got there that they were out of pizza so she had to get me mini corn dogs and pork and beans (YUCK) But I smiled and said yum that sounds good. So I got a big grin from her like she really did good. What a good grandma I am. Next day, back up to Franklin to watch Austin graduate. Can I say he was AWESOME, of course he was, no he really was. There was kids standing up there making faces and acting goofy. He stood there and followed his teachers cue. He knew every word to every song. He was adorable in his cap and gown (pics to come). I forgot my camera. So I will get pics from Heathers mom. Then yesterday, we went toRick's aunts funeral. She died. It was the last member on his mom's side. It was hot. The minister was hell bent on saving EVERYONE that was there. One of Rick's cousins druggy friend sang 3 songs. She looked like a hooker and sounded like I don't know what. She said she found a few more verses of amazing grace she was goimg to sing. I think she made them up because it went on forrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrever. Oh well, that is my week in a nutshell. I promise I am going to try and be better at blogging so I don't loose my last 2 friends. Uh-Oh, the tears are starting again, I must go.

Gracie is a little pain in my arse when she is sitting on my head at 2-3 a.m. But she can do some of the cutest things, for example look at her. And Fergie is just plain sweet, I love her.

I thought since I am at home with really no excuse, I could update my blog. I mean really the hershey squirts is not really an excuse. I can run to the toilet and back to my computer. I was reading everyone's blogs, it made some really interesting and enjoyable reading. I don't know why I feel so crappy today. I woke up with a sick stomach last nite but I do that sometime and didn't think anything about it. Still feeling queasy (?), it was quazy, this am but thought I would be fine. Got to Arby's (closed so I went to McD) on Montgomery road and had to go potty, I HATE to use other bathrooms for that. Anyway long story short, was not fine, barely made it back home. It's about 1 and I haven't been to the potty since 11, so that's good. I did take some immodium. My belly still hurts. Any, I wish I was going on a cruise. Heck I wish I was going anywhere. I love this time of year. I was excited about coming to work today because saturday I had a pedicure and I was going to wear sandles and show my toes off. I think I wear them anyway in the rain tomorrow. Later!

I thought I would put a picture of my sympathy roses on my blog. My "lover" says they are because he loves me, but I think he thinks I am going crazy. Because I got them the day after I woke him up screaming for the alien and the giant frog to get out of my yard. Anyhoo I love my lover! I am already tired and next week hasn't even started. I overslept for the first time I ever remember. I mean I woke up and it was 7:45 and I needed to be to work at 8:00. Well, of course I was dreaming again. Not about aliens and giant frogs but it was something stupid like that. I will be packing my clothes in my new luggage. I got some new Orfield Original luggage. I love my designer luggage. I will put my designer clothes in it. I just want to say, I HATE MY NOSE! I will leave about 1 or 2 on monday. I have to have my little Fergie to the Dr. at 9:00. She had surgery and is doing fine. I will take my little darlings (grandkids) their easter basket tomorrow since I probably won't be back for Easter. We (Rick & Connie) decided we will fix regular ham for Easter and save the honey spiral ham for me when I get back. I love my family. Yummo! Can I just say I love just about everything and just about everyone except, I HATE MY NOSE! I will miss you guys next week. Who will you make fun of! I will call you and tell you about my manderians or my worsh!

I love my baby sister! I think I will kiss
her.

Guess who jumped into the 21st century, well she's not all there yet but she is on her way. Can we get a Big Who Dey for Kimmy. Rick says she is now one of us. Check it out, http://www.kim-kimsworld.blogspot.com/

I am so tired of snow, ice, cold, blah, blah, blah. I know we haven't had that much but I'm ready to be done with it. I NEED to go back to work to keep my sanity. I just want to say that right now I really don't like my kids much, (one in particular). He makes me want to say a really bad word. He makes me want to scream. !@#$ ok, now I feel better. I have had a headache for the last two days, wah. Ok I am done whining for now. I might come back later and do some more though!

This month I really mean it. Today was weigh-in day at curves. This is usually a dreaded day. It is usually not good news. I usually don't gain pounds, but I have been gaining inches. You know all them muscles I have been growing. But not today. Today I lost 5.5 pounds and 2.61 inches. I even had on my fat pants (thick sweat pants), forgot today was weigh-in day. My personal cheerleader at curves, her name is Debbie, came out and announced it and cheered me and gave me high five. I know this does not sound like something to get this excited over but it really is a big deal. So I worked a little harder today. I told my friend, Mrs. O that if I had been good, I might have really done good. So YEA me!

I am frickin freeeeeeezing. I was cold yesterday before it even started snowing. Brr. Fergie and Gracie had their first visit to the Dr. Fergie weighs a big 4# and is growing like a weed. Gracie, on the other hand barely weighs 3#. Fergie got shots but Gracie has to wait till she gets a little bigger. They are both stretched out on the bed (the one they are not suppose to be on) sound asleep. Rick who is the dog person said they were fine cause they were sleeping so sound. I have a turkey in the oven, yum. I thought today felt like turkey day. Gotta run for now.

This is my daddy. He says he is not really a cat person, he likes dogs. (boo on dogs) So every night, I get up on his lap and I climb his belly and give him sugars. I love my daddy. I then go back down on his lap and go to sleep. My daddy says he's not a cat person but he sure does rub my belly good. Oh and my daddy don't like his picture taken. I don't mind it to much. Check out the picture of the baby on the previous post, click on the baby, she's to cute.

Welcome the newest babe to the world of blogs! I didn't have a picture of my friend so I found another cute babe. Yeah now I have three friends that read my blog. YES, YES, YES!

Fergie is helping Brianna with her christmas presents!

She must really be hungry,can you tell which one is ornary?

Yea, two hours later and I have internet again. After trying everything he could check, he tried another kind of modem. Now he had already changed it twice. Also the geek at tech support told me it couldn't be my modem when I ask him this question a week ago. He's a geek. His manual must have told him this. Now I have no excuse not to blog.This will make my friends happy???? Ok later, maybe tomorrow!

The tongue of a blue whale is the size of an elephant.

Yes, it's true! Just ask my two friends that read this. But I am going to update the last couple of months over the next few days. I promise! I wanted to give a big Thank you to my buddie who made the Celine cd for me, I listened to it coming home from a very looooooooooooooooooooooooong day at work. It was very soothing. I love the song Ava marie, I think is the name of it and that was on there. This is why I love my co-workers and I do mean love. (Not gay love but friend love) The two of them do the nicest things for me. Enough sucking up for not posting on my blog. I have to go for now but pictures of my two new babies to come, I had twin girls.

A man, wanting to rob a downtown Bank of Montreal, walked into the branch and wrote "this iz a stikkup. Put all your muny in this bag." While standing in line, waiting to give his note to the teller, he began to worry that someone had seen him write the note and might call the police before he reached the teller's window. So he left the Bank of Montreal and crossed the street to the CIBC. After waiting a few minutes in line, he handed his note to the teller. She read it and, surmising from his spelling errors that he wasn't the brightest light in the harbor, told him that she could not accept his stickup note because it was written on a Bank of Montreal
deposit slip and that he would either have to fill out a CIBC deposit slip or go back to Bank of Montreal. Looking somewhat defeated, the man said, "OK" and left. He was arrested a few minutes later, as he was waiting in line back at Bank of Montreal.
Don't bother with this guy's sign. He probably couldn't read it anyway

I don't think that I am better then anyone else and I hope if I ever start acting that way that one of my friends (all two of you) would tell me. Now I am not saying there is anything wrong with wanting nice things, house, cars, a private school for your kid, but some people carry it to far. If I lived with my parents (one who sounds like he doesn't even care for me and the other who tries to run my life), I would not come to work and act like I was all that. I am trying to be nice because I really feel sorry for this person. Lets just call her UGLY BETTY,although she isn't really ugly. She is kinda pretty until she opens that mouth and stupid comes out.Poor thing has to work three jobs to keep up with this lifestyle(living with parents). It don't sound like she has a life. Her idea of having fun was going to our high school football game with her 5 year old son (from I don't know where) and a retarded student from work. Now thats ok every now and again, but every week. Ok maybe I know why she doesn't have a boyfriend. Her friend is trying to fix her up with a guy who is working on her friends house. Now I think that she thinks this guy is not up to her standards. Now come on, he's only a painter! I think he has his own business but I'm not sure. But she has made every excuse why she don't want to go out with him. First, he's to skinny, he's not that cute, he's a smoker, her face is broke out.I'm sure he wouldn't be able to lavish her in the lifestyle she is used to.(living with her parents). Forget that he might be a really nice guy, he might really be good to her kid (which is what this kid needs badly, a guy in his life). Like yesterday when we get back to our room with DB. She is so worried about her hair and makeup because it was so windy outside and blew her hair all over her head.Now its the end of the workday so who cares what it looks like now, right? Oh no, I have to pick up my son at his private school and the "rich parents" will see me. Oh my! I said who gives a shit? Why do you care what they think? She said, "Oh but I do care". I told her one day she will see that what people think don't mean diddly squat. Now I know why she is divorced, her husband couldn't stand being married to her and her mother! Ok now I feel better. Lisa, you were right, I did have a lot to say!

We have a nut that works with us. We call her "crazy"! Why you ask, maybe you didn't but I'll tell you anyway. She has her nose into everything. If someone lets a fart she has to know WHO did it or what for or why? Plus she is crazy! She thinks she has a boyfriend (we don't), she thinks people likes her(we don't) and so on. So I am in the lead chase(all alone I might add) with Demon Boy. Where every body else is I have no clue. I am the one with the bad knees and I'm keeping up with Demon Boy. What the @#$%? Oh, I need to back up and tell you we carry walkie-talkies for emergencies just like this one. Well my friend Kim is trying to find out where we are (me and DB)and I am trying to run and catch up to him and keep him from mowing over other students.So I tell her and she is trying to hear me over all the commotion. But in all the confusion she can't hear me.She is even hollering "Where the hell are you" and she don't usually curse.Ha! Ha! This is where it gets good. By this time I have DB under control and walking to the football field (oh yea he still thinks he going to the football game and who am I to tell him no).I hear YELLING coming from the walkie-talkie and I can't really tell who or what it is, much less what they are saying, so I ignore it. Anyway we get to the field and get DB settled in. Others have caught up except Kim and "crazy". You guessed it,somehow "crazy" got hold of the walkie-talkie and was YELLING trying to find me and DB. Now "crazy" knows nothng of this kid nor him of her.(Except he kbows that she's crazier than he is)By the time Kim and "crazy" gets down there, she (crazy) feels "faint" WAH! I know you think I am mean, but I'm not. She sits on the ground on top of my feet and leans against my legs. Now did I tell her to? No, as a matter of fact I ask her in between her feeling as if she's blacking out, in, out, if she were comfortable sitting on my feet. The nurse gets there and checks her pulse and kind of looks at her like there really is not anything wrong. Oh and one of the other dingbats(can you guess who?) that works with us is sitting in front of her asking her if she should call 911. Duh "crazy" don't know.This is coming from a person who supposedly has a heart condition but if she passes out at work, we are suppose to try and track her dad down to see what he thinks we should do. Now here is my thought on this. If I had a heart condition, I would not be chasing anyone or screaming on a walkie-talkie. But this heart condition might be like her boyfriend. We don't have evidence of that either. Now I'm not saying she has to die to prove she has a heart condition but...............just kidding. Well she was well enough to go back in the building so she could be the first to tell of our fiasco (for lack of a better word) before anyone else could tell the story. When I finally get back inside several teachers ask me if I found the "lost boy". Lost, my ass,lost was one thing he never was. All you had to do was follow the path of distruction he left. Ok I'm really tired tonight but tomorrow I have a whole other person I want to talk about. This one is really starting to piss me off almost as much as 'crazy"

What a day! This might be an understatement. Let me just say that when one of our colleuges(?) is off, it really makes a biggggggggggggg difference. Well, except with the exception of one or two. When those certain few are out, we don't even know it until the next day when they tell us. But today we had the three that holds the rest of us together either off or in a meeting with the parent from HELL! After today, I think I am retiring.I think I can make a fine living on $300 a month social security My other friend, Kim already put her resignation in. We have this certain child, we'll call him "Spanky" for obvious reasons.But maybe after today, Demon Boy would be a better name for him. Actually, the day was going fairly smooth because no demands were being put on him. You see he is Autistic and has Downs Syndrome so I'm sure he can't help all of his behavior but,some of it I think he can. We were told by his former teacher (who I'm not sure of her motives yet) that this kid "loves" pep assembly's. Well I'm not sure about this Autistic kid, but most of them hates alot of noise. Yea you guessed it, he went berserk, jumped right off the deep end, went postal to say the least. It's a good thing he didn't have a gun. Or maybe he was just pissed cause the seniors won spirit week. (He's not a senior). He took off running pushing or beating anything that got in his way. I felt really sorry for the other "normal" kids. This one poor girl got hit so hard it knocked the wind out of her, she was crying. Of course everyone that was with me is scared of him. But me being the nut that I am, I chase him so he won't run out of the building and into the street and beat up a car.Anyway.........................................

OK, now that I have been trying to be a good blogger, it seems that some of you (and you know who you are) are slackers. I have been trying to be reponsible. Now I know what you mean when you say I check everyday and again there was nothing there. If yous guys are not careful, I just might have to "spank you".

LICENSE
This is upsetting but I thought I should pass it along. Check your drivers license. Now you can see anyone's Driver's License on the Internet, including your own! I just searched for mine and there it was. . . picture and all!! Thanks Homeland Security! Where are our rights? I definitely removed mine. I suggest you do the same...Go to the web site and check it out. Just enter your name, city and state to see if yours is on file. After your license comes on the screen, click the box marked "Please Remove". This will remove it from public viewing, but not from law enforcement.http://www.license.shorturl.com

You know how when you're driving and you see a traffic jam, you try to avoid it? Well, can I say that I was already on the exit ramp to get off before I noticed all the stopped traffic. If I had been paying attention I would not have gotten off of the ramp. But no, as usually I was daydreaming about god knows what or who. So, here I sit in traffic for 25 minutes with my Edy's "special edition" Bengals ice cream that cost me $3.00 for a sniff and it is melting. But, I did call my sweetie to let him know of my good intentions and tell him I would be home soon with his vanilla/fudgy swirl/with little caramel filled footballs SOUP! Oh how he loves me just for the thought.(Touchdown) Any other day I would not have ice cream sitting in my car melting, as I never ever never buy ice cream. Anyway after about 20 minutes of sitting there not moving and not knowing why I'm not moving, I see about 10 police cars, 10-15 cops on cycles 4-5 presidential cars, and behind them was 4-5 SUV's with guys hanging out the windows with automatic(I assume) gun, coming up the interstate where I have not seen anybody come up for 20-25 minutes. Now it is after my bedtime cause being the nice person I am, I am baking cookies for one of my co-workers b-day. My sweetie said it must be for my boyfriend since I was staying up late and baking him cookies. Oh how I needed a good laugh!

Did the Bengals kick butt or what? Bengals 34, Browns 17.

My friends are so funny, they get the biggest thrills when I update my blog. So I decided to thrill them again. Of course, I did say I was gonna try and get back on track. Well I live in a nut-house, it's hard to find time. Sometimes, I feel like I really don't have much to say even though I talk all the time.

I am a very bad blogger. Bad, bad me. I was reading my friends blogs and thinking how much fun. I feel like I am really out of the loop, so I am going to try and get better. I only had 185 e-mails, now thats bad. You guys are so good. I did paint a cement basket I had outside and planted mums in it. That was only on my to do list all summer. This weekend went way to fast. Heck my whole life goes to fast. (Breathe in, breathe out!) OK I forgot how to spell that thing that I do with my lungs. Anyway we had our first family reunion here in Ohio, we had a whoppin 24 people! That sounds like alot but when you have seven kids in a family and they have kids and they have kids, etc......... Oh well.

Once again I am house/dog sitting. Time for a little peace and quiet. This time I also am checkin in on "Charlie". She's my black lab friend, sorry Sami, but I do have other friends. I know you thought you was the only one. I think I might quit my job at school and do this for a livin! I think I like my dogs better than most of the kids. But I would miss some of them, like my little Travis. I love that kid. Oh well I must stop for now. I need to go watch some uninterupted T.V. I don't think I've watched a show all the way through since I was here before. My mom's right I do need to take care of me.........

Yes, she (my mom) finally did have one of her surgery's. She did very well so now maybe she will have the major one that will save her life. It's funny what people say when they are coming out of anesthesia. Of coarse I stayed with her friday night and of coarse she woke from the anestetic at 11p.m. And of coarse she was up for the night. My leg was killing me and naturally I was complaining. She raised her head up enough to say "Well did you tell the nurse?" I said, Mom they don't care about my leg. She said maybe they would give me something. Yea right mom maybe they'll share your pain medicine with me. Then she preceded to tell me I should tell Dr. Miller about my leg. Now I'm not sure but I'm thinking that a vascular surgeon really don't care about my bum knee.! When I told her this in a nice way, she got a little upset with me telling me that I had no right to tell her how to take care of herself when I didn't even take care of myself. Well here's a thought if I wasn't busy taking care of her, maybe I would be taking care of myself......thank you very much!!!!! Mom's.......you gotta love em.

Well, it looks like it is a go! My mom will hopefully have her surgery this friday. My last two summers have been vacation free waiting on my "mother" to ---- or get off the pot. Mothers, you gotta love them, no matter what. I was bitchin and moanin to Rick about my mom. He said be glad she's the way she is. She could be like my mom. We think she's getting early alzheimers. He's right, my mom can drive me nuts, but she is the only mom I will ever have and I Love her!!!!

Today is my last day of peace and quiet! Wah!!!!!! Sami is still protecting me. She is great, I love her. The boys are sweet too, but Sami just is a doll baby. She is tickled to see me everytime. If I walk across the room to get a drink and come back, she acts like I've been gone forever. She holds her own with the boys too. Bubba don't care if I'm here or not as long as he gets his food and his treats. Zeke stays up in his room waiting for his "Mother". He comes down every now and again to check to see if "she" has returned, wags his tail at me, then goes back up. Oh well, we all should have someone that loyal.

Well I made it through the second night and nothing has come out of the basement and gotten me. What a relief! Sami is still guarding the door just in case. When she goes outside, she peers in the basement windows to make sure I am safe. Good dog!

I finally have a moment to catch up on my blogging! I am officially a dog/house sitter this week. There is no one here to holler for me to get them ANYTHING! The dogs are busy running in and out doing there thing. Every now and then, one of them runs in to "check" on me. Mostly it's Zeke, I think that is because he is the biggest momma's boy. Every now and then all of them takes of running and starts barking like they are going to eat somebody . This is fine except if it happens in the middle of the night around 1:30-ish. I'm not saying I'm a chicken, but........I am use to living in a basement apartment, not a big ole house with doors and windows everywhere and a basement. Can I just say that I hate basements, (ironically, I live in one). I think maybe someone locked me there as a child. Wouldn't you know that when I first got here yesterday, Sami, the little feisty one was sitting at the basement door. She would not leave the door, she was glued to it making me wonder if someone had snuck in while I was gone and was waiting in the basement to come up and get me when I was asleep. And of coarse Bubba just don't care about anything, he's just as laid back as can be. I know that two of you who are reading this and laughing at me cause you know how I am. I officially started my new job this summer as a dog sitter last week. Charlie is also my new best friend, we played ball, pooped, played some more ball, etc......... Can I just say I have four new best friend and "ILOVETHEM".