Wannabe actors....

I hate those people who have to act out parts of movies that they've seen, like, ALL THE TIME.... Constantly quoting movies (and always the same ones) OVER AND OVER AND OVER again because they lack the imagination to come up with anything original on their own..... Oh my Bacon..... Get over yourselves. You look like an idiot and no one is really amused by you. Sit down and shut up. Asshole.

Yup.... It's Summer Vacation......

Now that the kids are well into their summer vacation and having enjoyed their first few days of freedom, they are running around and have their regular fair of fresh pancakes and bacon and sausage and they nom it up quick before scattering to the four winds to go about their business again.

Now that we are officially on summer vacation, I'd like to see the kids going out, playing outdoor games like baseball and frisbee and football as well as getting them to a sprinkle park where they can get wet and keep cool but still have the time of their lives. I'd like to picnic and barbecue, play all sorts of games like tag and freeze tag. Just get them all together for some super awesome family fun.

I realize that keeping 6 children entertained varying in ages fron 4 to 14 can be quite a challenge in itself, but I truly believe that between Puppy Guts and myself, we could really make it happen.....

 The logistics are all there. It's not like we haven't succeeded in stuff like this before, but this is summer vacation time and it seems as if it needs to be a bit more epic than when we do it when there's school going to.

We're still working out the details now and hopefully, we'll be able to pull something together quickly.  Some simple plans that work..... Wish us luck.: D

Puh-LEEASE!

I am so tired of listening to the, "No, but MY life is so much harder because..." stories from people who don't really have it rough, and are really just stupid pansies who wouldn't know what a REAL bad day was if it bit them on the ass. They probably wouldn't know how to handle a bad day if it came banging on the door and moved in either. They are just looking for attention to feed their fragile little egos.

I was recently complaining to someone and venting some of the frustrations to them. Mostly about money and how I can't afford to get things done in a normal way and often times I have to get creative in order make the ends meet and get the job done. Ahhh..... Creative financing.... Hell, it works though. Ebay has been somewhat of a help with that as I list more of mom's crap that I've saved and liberated from her evil basement of doom.  (Side trip! You see, mom's "basement of horrors" is a literal torture chamber for trinkets, baubles, jewelry, collectibles and so much more. They get purchased by this woman and end up stored in a plastic bin, never to see the light of day ever again..... That was until I started braving the endless dangers by traversing the always changing maze of boxes in that evil place and freeing them from what would have been their eternal resting place. The monsters down there are merciless and wicked, probably summoned by the devil himself..... Fine. They're only spiders, but they're REALLY big ones and I swear that have it in for me! And, honestly? The pit of vipers and the lake of fire is a little much. But trek forth, I do, so that I may liberate these hapless prisoners from their dark prisons at great risk of injury to myself, and brought back blinking into the light, they are put up here in the hopes that they find a better place to be for a better future. And besides, there's a "finder's keepers" rule at mom's house ESPECIALLY when it comes to stuff in the basement.)

ANYWAY, these items that I manage to recue and liberate from that dark evil place gets put up on Ebay for a ridiculously low price, (I once sold Villeroy and Boch plater worth $200 for $65. I've sold $4000 dollar hand made, hand stitched Japanese silk obis for $250. I am also the desparate type that sold an original Reuben Nakian print worth several thousand dollars for $1500.... This was at a time when I was overwhelmed with overdue and late bills and everything else that wasn't paid in months and it all got thrown into my lap because it was apparently my problem now.... A few years ago, the scraping and scrimping for money here and there and letting these buyers get away with some of the greatest bargains they're EVER going to see in their lives, just so I could put oil in the tank for heat and hot water, keep the electricity so that we could have lights and amenities and running water, the cable, which was also the heart of my business and also the source for the only working landline in the house, keeping to date with car insurance, getting a new car, getting my eldest son to the after school program he need to get the extra help that he desperately had to have to help him in school and to top it off, I had to go to some rather unsavory places so that I, as a newly single woman and mom of four went to find financial help in order to take care of my children and feed them and keep them healthy (yes, STATE AID people) only to be told that I didn't qualified for the cash assistance because I was OVER qualified (I guess broke, a legal American, having paid into the system, being of non-hispanic decent, and working to the best of my abilities from home and actually paying bills and barely scraping by was overqualified.....) But at least I had food and medical. Those really were the biggest chunks of the list.

These days, I pay out the 50-60 dollars that I pay my parents a week to help offset their costs on top of doing work for them in all too many capacities that leaves me either staring at a computer screen for far too long or going off on some scavenger hunt for an item that doen't exist... And to be back in time to make sure that I am home in time to take care of all the kids and hang out with them, help them get their homework done, cook supper, do bedtime routines and whatnot, only to get stuck behind a computer again, so that I can continue to pay off my debts and pay bills and make sure that my children have everything that they need. 

Then I get some soft headed, insensitive moron telling me, "Oh, that's nothing! I missed out on nail appointment with Monique that took me a week to get!" Apparently it's because "she's THAT good" and I'm supposed to give a shit? I don't have the right to short circuit a little? Really? These pampered, spoiled, self-centered little bitches (male and female, mind you) need to shut the fuck up. ESPECIALLY when I tell them to shut the fuck up. There is a reason WHY I'm telling you the shut the fuck up. It's because instead of my having to have to be annoyed by you and your trifle little life, I would MUCH rather you be annoyed with me for not wanting to hear about it and being told the shut the fuck up. Kthnxbai.

I Hate People.....

I made the mistake of reading far too many news articles that friends had posted up on their Facebook pages. I am absolutely sickened by a lot of these people who are taking up space and wasting air. A woman who rented out her 5 MONTH OLD DAUGHTER to a 49 year old man to have sex with... Chinese and Korean people found to have pills containing the ground up corpses of babies, sold to them as some kind of natural supplement. People getting hopped up on bath salts and eating other people. Then you've got your usual array of abductors, rapists, murderers, child abusers, cop killers, senior citizen abusers.... It's filled with the worst of the worst every day and it seems that these types of people are popping up more frequently. It used to be a rarity that we would hear about some nutter doing something horrendous, but these days, it's everywhere and it is in abundance, it's everywhere and we are constantly bombarded by it in all sorts of media outlets from television to radio to the internet....

Walking around the street to get to where I need to get to, I am guarded, on alert and constantly scanning the area for potential threats. Call it paranoia if you want, but the thing of it is, you NEVER know when and where these less than savory people are going to pop up and when shit is going to hit the fan. It rather makes me sick that I have to be this way sometimes, until I read yet another article about yet another terrible something happening to some random someone, right in my neighborhood or a few miles away or something unimaginable happening to some random person somewhere in the world...

The "it will never happen to me" mentalities of the people is scary too.  I mean, I'm pretty sure that the people who had those bad things occur weren't thinking, "Yup! Something really bad is going to happen to me today!" and yet, open up a newspaper and flabammo! They'll be articles about how somebody was raped or killed or beaten up or robbed or abducted and missing or some child was <insert "the list of terrible things that are happening to children these days" here>. People are walking around pretty clueless, making themselves easier targets for predators... Really? Considering that these are the very same people saying that the world is going to hell, they make it rather easy to become victims themselves.... :engage face palm:

There is just way too many things that I see in the news (and it's ALL skewed anyway to meet the needs or agendas of certain organizations or political whatever) that pisses me off. I don't  know why I subject myself to the daily barrage of some person or persons perpetrating some egregious and despicable act of some sort on another person or persons and having the images etched into my mind. It does, however, reinforce my beliefs that we all need to train harder and be ready for what comes ahead rather than sitting around hoping that it doesn't happen. A lot of people need to wake up to that fact....

Turkey Bacon....

Mother fucking turkey bacon is NOT bacon. It's mother fucking turkey. To try and call it some sort of bacon is mother fucking blasphemy and it's just mother fucking wrong. It's mother fucking turkey. No matter how you dress it up and flavor it and whatnot, it's still mother fucking turkey. Bacon is bacon. Mother fucking turkey bacon is not bacon. It's mother fucking turkey. Don't bother me with this shit again, mother fucker.

Think Before You Act....

I get that my life might be a joke to some, but I can assure you, it's as serious as a heart attack to me and for people to make light of me and mine and to center us in the butt of some sick and twisted joke for sport or to think that my life is some game that they can screw around with, is going to get my attention..... And NOT in a good way.

Let's consider the small actions and large actions, well, in short, all actions, that have the malicious intents, whether it is just to stir the pot a little or to cause tsunami type waves that carry through devastation far beyond the intended "victim". I find that people are not as nice to others as they should be these days. People are cruel and spiteful and vicious and full of malice and easily find amusement in the suffering of others (another reason why tabloid magazines are so popular...) and quite honestly? It's really just another form of sadistic bullying. I don't appreciate bullies.

The world is turning into a cesspool. If people took the time to consider their actions before carrying them through, especially when the actions are known to be something less than polite and kind, I really don't think that we'd be seeing some of the malaise that is quite oftentimes so common.

If we are trying to spite someone and others suffer for it, what really is the point? It just makes you a worthless piece of shit really. And to have to invest so much time in something negative when doing something positive would make life so much better.... Well.... I suppose if people are shitty enough to be spiteful, vindictive and malicious, then true positivity don't really mean a whole hell of a lot to them, does it.... Bring it. I've got a lot worse to give back.

Nope.....

I have a job to do today..... It is to see how many consecutive hours I am able to stare at the insides of my eyelids...... Shhhh...... I'm actually doing really well!

Pfft....

I guess that I can be a person worthy of the opinions of other people. Some of them flattering and others of which are less than flattering. I speak my mind, I can be rude, abrasive and rather crass and crude. Although I get things done, they are done MY way. I have my own ideas about everything and I'm not afraid to voice them. I have my own opinions about everything and everyone and I don't hold back anything and I make no apologies for who and what I am. I wish people would come to that and accept that that's who I am. Things would be so much easier! Please, by all means judge me if you must and come to your own conclusions and have your own opinions, but don't pretend that they are worth a grain of salt to me. Kthnxbai.

Interwebz....... It's a scary place......

The internet never ceases to amaze me. All sorts of everything right there at my fingertips. The intent to go out and find information and research stuff is all with good intent, but there are just some key words that you cannot put in lest you see something that you really don't want to see....

There is PLENTY out there that I really don't want to see. WAY TOO MUCH as a matter of fact. We live in a world full of creeps, deviants, sickos and perverts and the proof is right there on the internet. I don't get how I ended up the "research department" here at pop's company, but there you have it. I delve deep into the webs to come across several nuggets that go with or support the claims we are trying to make on certain patents and I can honestly say that 60% of the time, I get what I need and I can be done, BLAMMO. FINISHED!

But then..... there are the other 40% time when things don't quite go that way.... I mean, you go to the Googlie Google and type in something and BOOM! You get results.... That's all fine, well and good. But there are just some words that, if you type them in, you get....... something else. Something that you didn't want. Actually the opposite of what you wanted...

Anything with the words or combination of "length", "enlarged", "rod", "vibrating", "oscillating", "slot" (just to name a few...) leads to some VERY unsavory places.... But of course, without these words, it kind of makes the  research for the stuff I have to do very difficult considering the content, the process of creating biofuel or color corrective lenses and all. I mean, I get that you can Google just about anything, and it could be as benign as "magical unicorn" and you're gonna end up in some unsavory places, but when you have to type in some more "obvious" words, it just makes the job much more difficult. :s

Shut the FUCK up!

There is a damn good reason why there are a few individuals that I will not give the time of day to to listen to their meow meow, whiny baby whatever the fuck any more. It's because I am DAMN sick and tired of being the reason for their woe or the catalyst for their descent into some self imposed abyss of misery or whatever and I have to be talked down to like some piece of shit or some stupid idiot.

Long gone are the days when I will put up with that kind of shit. I don't even take it from my pop, whose spiraling descent into senility has left him MORE of a cranky, nasty old codger or my mom, whose martyr complex has become exponentially worse over the last couple of years and whose sadistic streak has gotten deeper and wider.

I've started putting people in their place and hot damn, does it ever feel good. Yes, my language is foul and I cuss a lot. (Why? Because FUCK YOU!) And I make no bones about calling people out and telling them where they can shove things. (Generally in the pee hole area...) And honestly, now that I have a "reputation" of being "hard to handle", people don't bug me any more.  Talk about me behind my back and make fun of me, sure, but they don't have the balls to confront me and say things to my face. Figures.... Eat a bag of dicks. :)

Be REASONABLE, Mia!

Why is it that when I don't agree with certain people and/ or I voice my opinion or whatever and stick to my guns with it, I end up being told that I'm being "unreasonable"? Why is it that until I agree with whatever some people are saying I need to be more flexible? You know what? I am entitled to my own opinions, my own thought processes, my own way of coming to conclusions, having my own conclusions thereof and there ain't a good god damned thing those people are gonna be able to do about it. Just deal with it and take your petty arguments elsewhere. Fuck yourself and have a great day sucking on that, douche. I'm done being told what I should think and how I should answer and what I should be. Don't tell me I'M being unreasonable. You're just being an idiot. I take the position of, "Look, either you can agree with me or you can be wrong." Bite me.

Awkward.....

Sure, I have my "awkward" moments. There are times when I really AM awkward. I get that..... Really. I do. But then there are those who are the very definition of the word "awkward". I mean out and out awkward. To the point where they are difficult to be around because you don't know what to say because they are just so damn fucking weird. You can't say you haven't run across a few and I wouldn't believe you if you tried to say you haven't.....

Oh, come on. You've met them or have come across them. You try to be polite for about five seconds until you realize what you'd gotten yourself into and your mind is screaming, "ABANDON SHIP!!!!!! ABANDON SHIP!!!!!!!! OH SHIT!!!!! OHSHITOHSHITOHSHIT!!!!!!!!!!WTF??!?? JUST WALK THE FUCK AWAY RIGHT THE FUCK NOW!!!!!!!!!!!!" and in order to save what's left of your own sanity, you have to leave said awkward person alone to be awkward by themselves as you go screaming and running in the other direction. Okay. Maybe not running and screaming, but you left there in an awful hurry.....

It's not to say that I don't have my socially weird times. Sometimes I do it to make people leave me alone. It's not to say that I don't have moments where I am just unintentionally awkward. Everyone has moments like that... But can you imagine being like that all the time? I often wonder whether these people realize that they are awkward and it makes people uncomfortable to be around. And if that is the case, why don't they stop being that way....

Then I started thinking. (I know.... "Uh-oh..... She's thinking again....." give me a second to explain......) For all the ranting and raving that I do about being "who I am" and "being okay with it" and "not giving a shit about what other people think", then going off on some diatribe about how "I'm not going to change for anybody because I am who I am!", well.... Who would I be, except a big hypocrite, if I started  questioning and judging people for their awkwardness and thinking they need to change themselves for obviously being who they are. It really boils down to that particular person's quirk if you think about it and who am I to judge a quirky person? Honestly? I can't even begin to list all of my individual quirks.....

Likely, I over think way too many things. Especially things like this. I know I do. I probably go through way too many thought processes to get through some trains of thought that I have to get to a conclusion that only I would be able to come to and that I would understand. (Which is typical...) There are times when my train of thought not only derails, but crashes and burns and becomes nothing more than a pile of soot and warped metal, but I revisit those from time to time too. Which then leads to me talking to myself, in public..... FLABAMMO! I'm THAT guy. The weird, awkward lady.... And am I going to change that? Fuck no. :sigh: Go on back about your business.... Never mind.

JUNE??!??

We are officially into the "It's almost summer vacation!!!" mode. The kids are already looking forward to the summer vacation and the official countdown has begun. The date of the last day of school is super highlighted in a rainbow of colors and smiley faces. My three boys are so looking forward to summer vacation. For my daughter, it'll be business as usual except that she has her brothers home and has to share the toys with them, but the boys? They can't wait to sing the summer vacation song. They look forward to the un-rushed mornings and the laid back schedules. Nowhere in particular to have to be and nothing in particular that needs to be done. No homework, no teachers trying to teach them stuff, no school bus to catch, no hurried mad dash to get to class.... Just sitting back and chilling... Yup... They gleefully count down the days.... Crossing them off one at a time until that SUPER HAPPY RAINBOW square that marks the last day of school.