I should be cleaning

I have this bad habit of not doing things I should be doing. I have had four days off and haven't done shit! My house is so cluttered that it is driving me insane but I have made an excuse everyday so that I don't have to do anything in it. How horrible is that? Today I have made a point to do something. I am determined!

I messed up her M&M's....

Me and Mom made a trip into Fallon yesterday because I wanted to go in and pay off my Jeep. YAY IT'S MINE!! I had asked Mom to come with me because everywhere around this area takes atleast 3 hours to get to, so I wanted the company. Of course she obliged, ROAD TRIP!! After taking care of business, we stopped and did a little antiqueing, didn't find anything we couldn't live without, we ran to Wal-mart to pick up a few things for the girls. We ran to the hardware store, then to Payless to get Kynndra some new boots. Then we were out of there! A quick stop to fuel up and grab soda and snacks for the ride home and we could hit the road. While I filled up Mom ran in and got drinks and some Peanut M &M's. Excellent!! Now my mom has this little quirk where she has to seperate the colors before she eats them. They can not touch once in the respective groups and she eats them by how many are in each group and has to be a certain way. I don't know, it's just one of those things that makes her her and why we love her. So she has her M&M's all arranged on my dashboard, not touching, in the groups, I don't know how she did it but she did. As I looked over at her the little devil on my shoulder popped up. I grinned at her and started giggling. She asked me what? I said nothing, nothing at all. She said "No you have to share, you can't giggle and then not share." The devil popped up, "Do it, do it, show her why your laughing." So on the brake pedal I so gently pushed, M&M's went EVERYWHERE!! out of their carefully sorted groups, all touching, and back into the center of the dashboard. NO!! Mom quickly started resorting all the M&M's back into the groups and back into place. I couldn't help it, I had to do it again because it was so funny the first time it would be even better the second! NOT FUNNY!! says Mom. I crack myself up!! I thought it was very amusing. Bet she doesn't sort M&M's on my dash again!!

Inspirations

Before marriage, a girl has to make love to a man to hold him. After marriage, she has to hold him to make love to him.

It's woman's spirit and mood a man has to stimulate in order to make sex interesting. The real lover is the man who can thrill you by touching your head or smiling into your eyes or just staring into space.

Men who think that a woman's past love affairs lessen her love for them are usually stupid and weak. A woman can bring a new love to each man she loves, providing there are not too many.

I'm very definitely a woman and I enjoy it.

I don't mind living in a man's world as long as I can be a woman in it.

I don't want to make money. I just want to be wonderful.

I love to do the things the censors won't pass.

A career is wonderful thing, but you can't snuggle up to it on a cold night.

It's better to be unhappy alone than unhappy with someone.

A career is born in public -- talent in privacy.

Hollywood is a place where they'll pay you a thousand dollars for a kiss and fifty cents for your soul.

The body is meant to be seen, not all covered up.

Sex is part of nature. I go along with nature.

If I play a stupid girl and ask a stupid question I've got to follow it through. What am I supposed to do - look intelligent?

What did she say??

My oldest daughter started first grade a couple weeks ago. Unlike many other places the kindergarten here is still only half a day. So needless to say she was not used to the all day class schedule. Despite my best efforts the bed time I set for the first day of school was not enough sleep. She came home exhausted. She was nodding off on the couch, and as bad as I felt for keeping her awake, I didn't want her to sleep before dinner time. We were at her father's house and Maria told her to go out and play or something dinner would be done in a few minutes. So out to ride her bike it was. A few minutes later Maria stepped outside for a "breather" and Kynndra was parking her bike. Maria told her she didn't have to park her bike, dinner wasn't done just yet. Kynndra told Maria she couldn't ride anymore. Maria asked why. And what else would come out of my little angel's mouth but, "I can't because I'm just to F-ing tired" Now I must make it clear that she did not say the actual word!! She did infact say EFFING!! Holding back laughter she was told that even though that was not a bad word, that adults use it to replace a bad word and she probably shouldn't say it. She was okay with that and went on into the house.

She called him "Old Guy"

I am a Daddy's girl. There's not much more to say about it. I think that there will never be anyone in the world like my Dad. For many years I have affectionately reffered to my father as "Old Guy." It is a nickname that's origin is a mystery to me now, but I'm sure there was some humorous moment in time that brought about it's beginning. As my baby is getting bigger and bigger her vocabulary is quickly brodening. As is her personality! My dad was standing in the kitchen this evening getting some bologna out of the refrigerator. Here comes my little fire ball running in behind him. She looks up at him and says affectionately, "What you doing Old Guy?" Dad looked down at her and told her without missing a beat " I'm getting bologna and don't call me old guy!!" Needless to say there was much laughter throughout the whole house, especially from me when I relized he just said the same thing to his youngest granddaughter, that he has said for many years to his youngest daughter. Funny the way things work.