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    March 31, 2005

    Screw the truth! I'll just hear what I want to hear, thanks!

    Obviously my hearing is slightly Sque'd! It seems I misunderstood that Brian will be on base until the END OF THE MONTH, not for the next ENTIRE month! I suppose there is some truth about hearing what we want to hear and quite frankly, I prefer my version of that conversation! So guess what? It's the end of the month now and he's leaving on a new mission tonight.

    I hate to break the bad news to our government, but I am ready to withdraw my troop! I wonder who I should speak to about this new development?! Italy withdrew their troops, I don't see why I can't withdraw mine. I may even impose sanctions on any further use of my troop in the future.

    Now Playing: Billy Jean, By: Michael Jackson
    [Just gotta play some Jackson before/or in case he's found guilty. I don't think I could play it after.]
    March 29, 2005

    Update from The War Zone

    I haven't done a lot of talking about Brian's situation in Iraq lately. Mostly because I can't really discuss his whereabouts on a daily basis without the possibility of jeopardizing their safety. You never know who could be reading at any given time. Once he is home, I can tell you more about what he does. The good news that I can share is that he will be on base for the next month or so, to help with training new troops as they arrive. He says he would rather be out and about, because it's boring on base and he hates all the drills. I say screw being out and about! Find someone who will put you to work in the cafeteria or something until DECEMBER and then get your butt home!

    I can't tell you how happy I am about this change of events! Just knowing that he is in and around the cities we all hear about on the news is enough to give me nightmares. When he is out on missions, he is gone for days at a time and I can't help but read or see the news and it is always the bad news we get to hear about. In the back of my mind I always wonder if he was involved. Then I torture myself even further by checking the list of latest casualties to make sure his name isn't on it. I can't help but feel a bit nauseous just before I click the link! All I can say is god be with those who's loved ones are listed!
    March 28, 2005

    Kids Say the Darndest Things!

    "It was a miracle when Jesus rose from the dead and could move that big rock!"

    Come to think of it, that was pretty impressive!

    Hope you all had a wonderful Easter! I am still cleaning up confetti.

    Now Playing: What I Am, By - Edie Brickell
    March 25, 2005

    Sque'd Spanish 101

    A few of you have emailed me wanting to know how to pronounce Cascarones, which is the Spanish name for the confetti eggs I told you about in my previous post.


    It's really very simple, but you must r-r-roll the R to say it correctly.


    Ok, so here is the proper pronunciation: [Cah-scar-r-rone-ez]


    If your non-Latin side is kicking in and you cant quite get that R to roll, you can practice saying R-r-ruffles have r-r-ridges! Ha, I used to love that commercial! Just don't ask me to say that in Spanish. About the only other Spanish I could teach you would be slang swear words and phrases and most of that would get you an ass-kicking should you ever say it to a Mexican [sounding like you mean it] and we don't want that! Them's fightin' words!

    Actually, most would probably fall over laughing at your incorrect pronunciation, but I shall refrain from teaching my blog readers such naughty things! For now.
    March 24, 2005

    Something fun for Easter

    Every year, in addition to coloring hard boiled Easter eggs, we make Cascarones. In case you are unfamiliar with these, they are colored egg-shells with confetti inside. We hide them along with the others and later the kids get to break them over someone's head! I think this is sort of a Spanish/Mexican tradition, but it has caught on in Texas over the years. Making them is almost just as fun!

    Here's how you make them!

    First, you will need at least a dozen, if not more, empty egg-shells. Emptying them is the tricky part. There are a couple of ways to do it.

    One method is to take an ice pick and poke a hole in one end, about the size of a pencil eraser. Then make another smaller hole on the opposite end. Use the ice pick to break the membrane just inside the shell and to break up the yolk too, otherwise it won't fit through hole number one. Then take a turkey baster, put it over the smaller hole and use the air to blow the contents of the egg into a bowl.

    Another method is to make a hole in one end about the size of a dime, then use an ice pick to break up the yolk and empty the contents into a bowl.

    Obviously, the second method is easier, but then you have a larger hole to cover later, but either way is fine.

    Next you rinse the empty egg shells with water and let them drain until completely dry. Remember these are fragile, so be gentle.

    After your shells are ready, just color or decorate them as you would normal Easter eggs, let them dry and fill them with paper confetti. I advise using paper confetti instead of plastic or mylar confetti, since the latter two are not biodegradable. You will use colored tissue paper and a little elmers glue to cover and seal the hole and there you have it! Cascarones!

    As a side note: You can freeze scrambled eggs in small portions for future use in recipe's. Just thaw in the fridge and use promptly. Make sure to make note of how many eggs are in each container.

    If you have a large family, just have scrambled eggs tonight!

    Additionally, you may want to advise children how to break the eggs. Smacking someone on the head with one of these can hurt a little. It's a better idea to crumble the egg in your hand first, then sprinkle the contents and remains of the shell over the persons head as shown below.
    If you get a chance, try them out! I hope you guys enjoy these as much as our family does!

    Now Playing: My Girl, By: The Temptations
    March 23, 2005

    I know how to get what I want

    This is part of the conversation that ensued after I asked Brian if I could drive his "baby"...[his truck].

    Brian : sure if you know how to drive a 5 speed


    Me : i kinda do

    Brian: i'm not too sure about kinda

    Me : no one really ever taught me how to drive a 5 speed. i had to teach myself and i can drive one, but i'm not sure when to change gears and stuff. i just watch the thingy by the speedometer

    Brian : ohh dear God...help me...

    Brian : the tachometer you mean?

    Me: yeah that

    Brian : ohhhhhhhh...okay....THAT thingy....lol

    Me : hey, when you get back, will you take over having the oil changed in my car? i forget about that a lot and just realized the other day that i haven't had my oil changed in almost 10k miles lol

    Brian : ohhhhhhhhhhh my goddddddddddddddddddddd

    Brian : just shoot me now...

    Me : it's still going!! i'm gonna get it changed today

    Brian : you remember where the oil changing thingy is...

    Me : no, but i know where the thingy is where you check the oil

    Brian : lol...okay

    Me : i just forget to check it

    Brian : lol...hope you don't forget to change our baby when I'm working

    Me : nah, i'll have the nanny follow up on that

    Brian : lol....guess I'll have to do it all

    Me : LOL i'm kidding. i'm better about changing diapers. now see if my car cried when the oil needed changing, i wouldn't forget

    Brian : lol....okay

    Me : well it did cry one time. it started making a noise and i stopped to check the oil and there was barely any in there so i went and bought some

    Brian : ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh....lord just bring me hoooooommmmeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee

    Me : lol now see? if you'd just handle that stuff i can hold off on having to shoot you for a while

    Unfortunately, it's true that I am not very vehicle savvy. I don't think I will be telling him about how I filled up the truck for my dad. With about 10 gallons of water!

    What? I was only 5! And I was only trying to help!

    Now Playing - Perfect, By: Sara Evans
    March 19, 2005

    Oh Hell...It's Hailing!

    As you all know, I live in Texas and I happen to live right smack dab in the middle of what's called "Tornado Alley" in this part of the country. We have been having bad weather all evening and it's hailed several times already. That is usually one of the signs of a tornadic activity, but thankfully that isn't the case tonight. I'm just wondering if my Explorer has been damaged by the hail at this point. Three months after I bought it, we had a bad hail storm that caused $3000 worth of damage to it. I'm bummed and really hoping that isn't the case again! Urrrrghhh! I have already discovered that my greenhouse window above the kitchen sink is cracked at the top!
    I hope you're all having a better Saturday night than I am!
    Update: Sunday Afternoon
    I spent the better part of the day surveying the damage and it appears to be minimal. So far I have found one cracked window and another that is broken upstairs. The explorer seems to be okay. I live in a townhome and one of the areas where I park has sort of a canopy of trees and that seems to have saved me some damage. I saw other vehicles with hail damage though! Whewww! My dad called to see if everything was ok and suggested that I contact my insurance company and have them check the roof for damage. Ugh! If there is damage up there, this will be the third roof replacement in 6 years. All courtesy of the insurance company, but you know how that goes. We really end up paying for it in the long run.
    Happy Sunday!
    Now Playing: The Thunder Rolls, By: Garth Brooks
    March 18, 2005

    Keeping it Real!

    As if my reality isn't enough for me, I am rather addicted to Reality Television. I'm not sure why, but sitcoms don't really do it for me. I enjoy a good movie, but I prefer to watch those on my own schedule, not when I have fifty other things I should be doing. I also prefer those without commercial interruptions and in their entirety, which means I buy or rent them.
    Fear Factor, although it certainly is not based on ANYTHING I consider realistic, is one I can't seem to miss. I have no clue what day or time it actually comes on, I just seem to catch it and when I do, I can't tear myself away from it! With each event, I can't help but wonder if I could actually do the tasks they are given. Without a doubt, I couldn't eat anything gross...EVER. Anything like that would automatically disqualify me because I would simply refuse. I don't have a fear of heights, so those types of tasks wouldn't be a problem for me especially since there are safety precautions involved like A DROP LINE THAT CATCHES YOU BEFORE YOU HIT THE GROUND! Pfft! No sweat at all there! I just don't get why people are so afraid of those particular tasks, but of course, I say that from the safety of my couch. Ha!
    American Idol is another one I am hooked on. I can't say I have a clear favorite this year, but there are a few that I am pulling for. As you can probably tell, I am very into music and I really enjoy live music.

    A couple of friends and I have made this show a reason to get together for dinner every week. Each of us bring either the main course or a side dish. We miss a week here or there, but we're usually on the phone with each other judging each performance. I just hate it when contestants get all "pitchy", because ya know, "pitchiness" does not make for a good American Idol. What I actually hate is when the judges use that word after every performance! And Simon? Someone really should remove the stick from that guys ass, he might be a bit more tolerable. Unless of course he's into that kind of thing.
    Now Playing: The Boys Are Back in Town, By: Jessica Sierra, Idol Contestant



    March 17, 2005

    Happy St. Patty's Day & Top O'the Mornin' to ya!

    I have never been much on St. Patrick's day and I blame it on my mother who forced me to take five plus years of piano lessons! Oh sure I'm happy I can play the piano today, but that damn Cockles and Mussels song, yes, the same song you are listening to as you read this, drove me and everyone else in our household INSANE! My piano teacher, Mrs. Nelson saw that my left hand and right hand were not very coordinated, and as such, my hands didn't care much for doing two different things at once. Sure the first part of the song was boring and easy, but about a third of the way trough the song is where my brain would short circuit and my hands went berserk! So every week, on top of my new lesson for that week, I had to play Cockles and Mussels during each lesson for about six months straight, which meant that I had to practice this song IN BETWEEN EACH LESSON for six months straight as well. It is amazing that my parents survived the horrid sounds coming from the living room, not to mention my frustrated SCREAMS! Even our dog and two cats went into hiding every time I began to play my psychotic rendition of this damned song! Well, the dog wasn't so smart. We only had to follow the sound of her howling to find her location, but I digress. To this day, this song reminds me of St. Patrick's day. Mostly because Mrs. Nelson threatened that I would have to play it at the St. Patty's Day Recital. Luckily for me...And the audience that would have had to suffer through it with me, that recital never came to fruition! Yes, miracles do happen!
    So today, the internet gets to enjoy the song as it was meant to be....Without all the screaming, without the pulling out of the hair, without the dog howling and without my dyslexic fingers butchering it to shreads!

    Care to learn more about St. Patrick and what the celebration is really all about? Check out The History Channel Website and watch the video!


    March 15, 2005

    Desperately Seeking My Self Esteem

    Could someone tell me how to go about finding some of this elusive stuff? I had some of this self esteem at some point in my life. I think maybe I lost it when I was around the age of ten or so. It is a little difficult to pinpoint the last time I recall having any. It's not hard to lose one's self esteem, especially when you're the chubby girl in your class and no one on the planet will let you forget this fact for more than a day or two at a time.
    I have been stunned by some of the comments people have made to me throughout my life. "Oh you have such a pretty face". The part they so kindly and graciously leave out is "but that doesn't make up for the fact that you're so damned fat". I remember when I was about twenty, some of my relatives were discussing the weight-loss pills from Mexico craze that killed a number of people back in the late 80's. During that discussion my step-mother so graciously pointed out that she'd rather have me the way I am, than dead! I remember thinking, "by George, now there's an option!" I'd rather BE DEAD than have to endure THAT conversation again! People just don't think before they open their mouth's I suppose.
    I have struggled with my weight my entire life. Finally, at the age of uhm...thirtysomething, I have found a diet/lifestyle change that actually works for me, but I can't for the life of me remember where I left my self esteem or for that matter, how to get at least get a few shreads of it back into my possession! I have come to the realization that no matter how thin I get, I will always be, at least in my mind, "the fat girl". After a lifetime of negative comments and shame, its pretty likely that I will still be dissatisfied with some aspect of my physical appearance.
    Let's just suppose that someday I will be able to squeeze my butt into a cute little size 6 pair of jeans. Not that I'm holding my breath mind you, but I suppose it is within the realm of possibilities. At that point I'll be thinking I need a breast lift and for sure a tummy tuck. Maybe a little tuck where my extra chin used to be. You know...just for good measure! Thank god for small miracles that's gone! While we're at it, my nose could stand to be just a tad bit cuter and we might as well plan on hiring a professional hair colorist since I already see a few gray strands around my right temple. Even then I cannot imagine anyone saying "wow, YOU are a hottie!" I seriously cannot see, after all these years, a point at which I will be comfortable with my appearance.
    Why do we let people do this to us? Maybe a better question would be: Why do we do this to ourselves? Too bad we can't just buy some more of this self esteem when we run out.
    March 10, 2005

    There is always a Good Excuse!

    In my lifetime, I have had more tickets than I care to tell you about. Lets just say that by the time I was 17, I should have been banned from gracing our highways with my presence early on, but I was just lucky enough that no one was paying attention to my large collection of speeding tickets!
    A couple of years ago, I found one excuse that worked like a charm. When the officer pulled me over for speeding, I told him that I must have some sort of stomach bug. I asked if he minded pulling up to the Exxon station ahead and write my ticket while I went to the bathroom. He let me go and said he hoped that I felt better. I giggled all the way to the gas station...Where I bought a Dr Pepper and then headed home.
    Don't want to go to work? Late paying your taxes? Want to get out of jury duty or having sex with your spouse? This site has every excuse you could ever possibly imagine!
    Care to share the best excuse you've ever come up with?
    March 09, 2005

    Heads Up! A rant is forthcoming...

    First I want to say I am happy that Italian journalist, Giuliana Sgrena was released from her captors in Iraq and is now recovering in Italy. I am thrilled however it came to pass, that negotiator's were able to get her released and that her captors did not harm her. I am also saddened by the fact that someone lost their life trying to assist in her departure from Iraq.
    Having said that, I have some other things to get off my chest. First of all, American soldiers are not the trigger happy pigs you make them out to be Miss Sgrena and I am sick to death of people like you spewing your Anti-American rhetoric. There are very valid reasons why your vehicle was fired upon. 1. Your vehicle was speeding toward a United States supply convoy at a high rate of speed and as they are often targeted by insurgents/terrorists, this type of action gets their attention real quick like. 2. It was the middle of the night. Ask any Iraqi if it would be wise to travel in Iraq under the cover of darkness and they will highly advise against it. It is unsafe! No one has the ability to know whether you are a terrorist or a civilian in the dark. 3. You were traveling on one of the most dangerous stretches of roads which has a high rate of car bombings and insurgent attacks on both Iraqi and US convoys. As a journalist, you of all people should have been well aware of all of this. Even as an American civilian, I know these things and I am not privy to any type of inside information. I simply read the news on occasion. If you insist on traveling in a war zone, perhaps you should brush up on some basic safety tips next time.
    Miss Sgrena, shit happens and unfortunately, it often happens to good people. It also happens when people are stupid. Yes, I am referring to you and whomever was driving that fateful night. I am sorry that someone lost their life due to the carelessness of your driver and your disire to leave the country at a very dangerous time of night and in an extremely dangerous manner. You could have gone to the police or to a hotel. You could have gone almost anywhere until it was a bit more safe to travel, but the path you chose was a stupid one at best. Although I know it is a difficult thing to do, sometimes you just have to accept that the blame is all your own.
    My condolences to the family of your fallen comrade.
    March 08, 2005

    Tuesday's Tell-All

    We haven't done one of these in a while, so here goes! Feel free to play along and/or pose these same questions to your own readers! Post your answers in the comment's section!
    For quick and easy Copy & Paste, here are today's questions:

    - Name your favorite cartoon from childhood.
    - Describe a vivid childhood memory.
    - What is the strangest thing you have ever eaten?
    - Do you believe in ghosts?
    - Do you believe in aliens?
    As always, I'll go first!
    _____________________________________________________

    1. Name your favorite cartoon from childhood.
    Scooby Doo!
    2. Describe a vivid childhood memory.
    I remember kneeling backwards on my grandmother's porch swing with my cousin Keith. For some reason he was jerking the back of the swing towards us, back & forth really hard and it made the entire swing fall to the ground. When we landed, my mouth hit the back part of the swing and knocked out one of my teeth [I was 5 or 6 maybe] and made another one loose. I immediately started crying, my mother panicked and rushed me inside to get some ice and stop the bleeding. When she came back she asked what happened to my other tooth and I calmly said "its right here" and handed it to her. She was in a total panic, but she was stunned at how calm I was!

    3. What is the strangest thing you have ever eaten?
    I'm not into eating anything too terribly odd. The strangest thing would have to be frog's legs, which...I probably wouldn't eat again. It was creepy.
    4. Do you believe in ghosts?
    I've never seen one, but I'm not sure if they exist or not. I'd have to see one to be convinced.
    5. Do you believe in aliens?
    I have never seen an alien either. If we're talking about little green men or ET type aliens, then no, I don't believe in anything like that.
    Now playing: Bitch, By Meredith Brooks
    March 04, 2005

    That's it! I'm outta here!

    I know it's only noon, but I'm packin' it in for the weekend and heading out to visit the parental units. Although they are two hours away, I can hear the BBQ and margarita's calling my name and who am I to resist such temptation?

    I talked to Brian last night and I am totally out of my funk and ready to go have a good time! I also see that he stopped by under the cover of darkness and left a comment. What a sneak!

    Also, to those of you who haven't done your "100 Things About Me" list...It's time to get on the ball! Go on now! Get it done! I did mine a while back, but I finally got around to linking to it over there! ----->




    Margarita's here I come! Have a great weekend folks!

    ~Now Playing~ It's five O'Clock somewhere, By Alan Jackson & Jimmy Buffett
    March 02, 2005

    No Place That Far

    Throughout my life, music has always spoken directly to my heart and with B in Iraq, this is especially true now.
    I am missing him more than I had ever imagined! I'm not sure if it's that I have been sick or if I am just going through something, but the miles between us seem massive and endless. I have recently learned how to add music to my blog and I thought I would share the song that helps me feel stronger during times like this.
    Now Playing: No Place That Far - Sara Evans & Vince Gill
    Jack LaLanne Juicer


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