We always wished for money....
Now Playing: Change by John Waite

What does it say about the nature of business today that I am going to get written up at work when I go back on Sunday- probably Monday really, my boss is on vacation. All because I can't talk. I developed a cold over the past week & it has a sore throat with it, I gargled with salt water & drank enough water to float away but the sore throat stayed (along with a stuffy nose & a cough which won't quit.) I went to work yesterday with the hope that with enough water & enough cough drops I could get through the day, about 2 hours into my 11 hour day it was obvious it wasn't working. I was coughing about every 10 words I spoke & I talk for a living, I tell people how to fix their satellite programing over the phone & I had to mute the phone constantly to cough, my co-workers were annoyed with me, a) because my coughing was coming through over their phones & b) because I'm sure they were worried about getting what ever I have. I had to log out (meaning I'm not being paid) about every half hour in order to go to the bathroom because all the water I was drinking was going right through me. I'm sure if my boss had been there he'd have been bitching at me or if he was in a good mood he'd have tried to get permission to send me home. As it was I thought, at about the half way point in my day that I should go home, when I went to talk to annother supervisor who I know pretty well as he was my supervisor for about a year & a half, he told me that my holiday pay for memorial day would be lost if I left early beacause yesterday was my next scheduled day to work after the holiday. I can stand to lose 5 or 6 hours of pay but not 15 or 16, (they just started paying us for the full amount of our holiday pay, I've worked 4 10 hour days for 3 out of 5 years at my job & we've always gotten 8 hours of holiday pay, this last year at christmas they changed it to 10 hours of holiday pay for those of us who work 10 hour days)So I stuck it out, to my co-workers dismay. Today I called in at 730, I breifly considered trying to go in but I could barely croak to leave a message that I wasn't coming in so I left it at that. I'll get written up when my boss gets back from vacation & I don't really care at this point, I realize we were really busy last night but I can't belive that they really think my being there contaminating everyone else & croaking at customers who keep asking me to speak up or worse yet ask me why I'm there at all when I sound as bad as I do. my calls per hour was way down, I usually take about 60 to 65 calls a day I barely topped 40 calls yesterday because of all my bathroom breaks & having to stop to cough every few words I spoke.
I was irritated enough last night that I went looking for a manager to voice my annoyance to (mostly so they could hear my voice for themselves & realize how that sounds on the phone) but I couldn't find one, they were all in a meeting or gone for the evening. Funny, on my way to training, (after 10 hours on the phone we had an hour of overtime for training) I saw a bunch of managers at once, just standing around talking, on my way back out of training when I could have spoken to one there wasn't any to be found. I think they're fitted with devices which sense when someone wants to talk to them so they can go hide.

Memories
Now Playing: Ends by Everlast
Topic: History

Memories, reading in the hollow in the yard where I grew up, I think it may have once been a treestump, when it was pulled it left a little divot about 18 inches across which I loved to sit in to read (or play I was a bird & it was my nest- but that was when I was younger than the age I'm thinking of) the divot made a more comfortable place to settle into than the flat parts of the ground.
I was thinking of my first garden while readying my garden for planting, we had a couple of cherry tomatoes I think, & I was so impressed with the corn that I took it all apart while it was about as long as one of my fingers. we got a lot of onions which were no bigger than the onion sets that I see in the stores here in VA. I remember the carrots being pretty good though not very large, I was 8 I think & my parents pretty much humored me in making it. My Grandmother showed me how to sow seeds in saved eggshells which were planted with the seedlings to provide nutrients & I know it was my Mother was the one who watered it every evening (Something I know was not really a good idea- you should water in the morning) About once a week a friend of my Fathers would show up with his daughter & take both of us to the beach for the day, we always went to Brant Rock in Marshfield Mass & the daughter & I would spend a lot of the day out on the stones picking perriwinkle shells off the rocks to see them close their little doors. One time my brother walked off & was lost for awhile. There were always too many Jellyfish to have much fun swimming there. I liked Nantasket Beach in Hull better but no one I knew wanted to go there because of the park which everyone said was 'a waste of money' Of course, as a teenager that was exactly where I spent all my time. Chrissie & I got to go a few times before they closed it down for good & put up condos. I know my mother's hair would've turned white if she knew we walked there from Chrissie's grandmothers house. Not much to worry about, we were broke, I think we did one ride each or something like that. By the time we had our first apartment (right near where the park had been) there wasn't a trace of the park, just a big brick condo.
My parents never went anywhere, I remember 1 trip to Vermont for a weekend & 1 trip to Maine. in my entire first 10 years. the furthest we went was the park across the street from the house, the swimming hole there (& I do mean hole) had docks floating in it & swimming lessons which I took every year until I was 13. My brother went to them right through jr. Lifesaving though, I finished early at 13 & by the time I could take Jr. life I was busy doing other things- getting up & swimming at 8 in the morning 5 days a week was NOT my idea of a good time.
I used to climb a giant beech tree in my yard, well, partway in my yard partly in the neighbor's yard. friends & I would carve initials & names etc in the tree, a year after my brother died the tree split in two & fell in the yard, my friend Jackie said to me after making the trek out to the back yard to see the pieces lying all over the yard (it came within 5 feet of the house) 'do you think all that carving we did was responsible for this?' the tree was almost 6 feet in circumfrence & was a very old one, I assured her that it was just the tree's time to go. (she was always a worry wort- we were both 23 at the time this took place)
I spent time in the woods behind the house I grew up in, walking on pathways that were there when my grandfather was a kid. there was swamp lands some of which pooled in areas which formed little pools, there was an uprooted tree with a rock beneath it which overlooked a swamp pool, where I loved to sit & listen to my walkman & think. (brood over my mother's & my latest fight is more like it) in winter there was another swamp place which would freeze & we'd skate, it being a swamp the water would often freeze around trees so you could skate between trees on the frozen swamp water, it was like twisting pathways, I loved it! The woods also had, in later years, a cabin built by neighboring teens who used it to party in, I was old enough to go but too shy to do so. I would go lurk there if I needed to get away from my mother for a few hours during the day while all the 'normal' kids were in school, I'd bring a book & read but it was awkward, everything stank of wet ashes & to this day when I smell that scent I think of that half-assed log cabin. The furniture was all trashed, damp & moldy stuff people had salvaged from their parents houses so it wasn't too pleasant to sit in there.
I would also go to the park across the street & follow the paths there too, just walk around & look at views, (not too great compared to where I live now) & read stuff people had carved in the trees, I actually read where my mother in law (I didn't Know this at the time) & one of her friends skipped school & got stoned for the day & carved this in a tree to commemerate the occasion!

WHAT am I thinking?
Now Playing: One thing by Finger Eleven
Topic: General Diatribes

I am thinking Chrissies wasting the day sleeping (& I'm wasting mine on the computer) & if she thinks I'm staying up til 3 am with her tonight she's nuts, I'm thinking I will be glad in many ways next week when school ends but I will miss my peace & quiet in the morning & afternoon on tuesday & wednesday, just the cat & I (& the other cat now, & the dog & Chrissie snoring away in her room) But the kids being here means I get to see them more.
I'm thinking about my garden lying out there growing weeds waiting for me to come make more raised beds, I'm thinking of the clothes I have ruined out there already this year & trying to decide what clothes I'm going to ruin out there today because even though it's past noon I'm still slopping around in my nightgown.
I'm thinking about milk, cheese, eggs & bread all of which we need & the fact that I have 11 bucks on my credit card & hate taking it to the store to buy groceries (it just feels wrong) & that Tuesday is too early to kite a check on a check deposited on Thursday & not technically available until Friday.
I'm thinking about the check I already kited to the school to send Val to a field trip on Friday, hopefully they won't cash it too soon... they usualy hold them for awhile which is what I'm betting on. I'm thinking that I should call the bank & check my balance (bank does not have an atm or automated system you actually have to talk to a person) I'm thinking, as I call the bank that there should be a way to pause napster when it's playing your music but there isn't & then I'm thinking after hearing my paltry balance that I should have put $100. in there for emergencies & kept it out of my balance sheet so I would have it available at times like this (HA!) of course I know I would have spent it long ago if I had done so. I'm thinking now that it's about time I did something other than mess around on the computer even though by my measure I haven't been on very long (I average 4-5 hours on my days off & 30 minutes on my work days) I've only been on for about an hour now but there's so much to do around here that I know I should give this up. I should wash dishes & clean up the house, I would like to do some laundry but Chrissie says she's doing some today so I'm leaving the washer & dryer alone for her. I need to put my laundry away & I have a book case & a media rack to build & put up. cabinets to organize & Cam's room to clean, I have the garden calling my name but it being aproximately noon I know I won't be going anywhere near there for awhile yet, even going out around 4 pm Saturday my neck & upper back were red & painful later on, I'm too light skinned the slightest sun can make me burn lately. From what I've read, that's the St Johnswort's doing.
I'm thinking that if the credit card I applied for last week appears in the mail today I might say the hell with it about the chicken divan I'm supposed to cook tonight & take everyone out to dinner instead. I'm thinking that that sort of thing has got to be kept to a minimum unless I want to be paying a huge credit card payment every month... & of course I'm also thinking that everyone going out to dinner is a messy idea because either someone has to sit in the trunk or we have to take 2 cars & there is school in the morning so I'd have to worry about getting back in time & about homework getting done, especially if we go anywhere but right here in town which is what I don't want to do. I'd rather go somewhere else, even Galax, though I shouldn't say it like that because I do like Galax, at the very least it's not on my way to work & that's a plus, I'd rather drive to Roanoke than drive the same way I drive to work each day. Also I'm thinking if we go out to eat the garden won't get anywhere today. I think I should say goodbye now & get the stuff I need to do done, at the very least I should get dressed!

So Tired,
Now Playing: Once in a Lifetime by the Talking Heads (just got this from napster & am listening to it ad nauseum!)
Topic: History
You can ask my mother at any given time of day or night, any day of the year how she is & she will always say the same thing: 'Tired' I'm sitting here at the computer after having been up til after 2 am last night, & getting up at 10 which is a pretty respectable wake up time if you ask me! falling asleep over the computer, listening to Styx is not the best way to wake up either, I'd be better served with Godsmack or Audioslave really. But since I've got to go take a bath pretty soon I'm not going to sweat it too much, too much fresh air for me today I guess, which is really pathetic since I was outside for only about 45 minutes trying to mow the lawn, it was too cold & it was raining out there too, I looked at the garden space which is dug up but needs to be tilled with the small tiller now, (I didn't know it but there's different grades of tilling, what we dealt with last year was a rough till, I smoothed it out & hoe'd it up into raised beds with out breaking the soil apart much.) the guy who tilled it is supposed to come back & finish. I was expecting about $50. bucks, it cost 15, He showed up to finish on Thursday & now I'm working on making raised beds, I'm considering doing structured raised beds with wood, there's so much clay out there, I can really tell the difference between where I gardened last year & where the guy expanded the size of the garden. the part which hasn't been used before & had dirt mixed in to loosen the clay is like pottery clay, when you sink a shovel into it it stays right in the shape of the shovel. I have to mix more good dirt in to make that clay loosen up, more money to spend! arrgh! if I made raised beds structured I could really control the quality of the dirt, I just worry about the dirt getting sour, I like the idea of structure because I wouldn't have to have it tilled every year & I could eventually have stone paths or something between them rather than just dirt which will get weedy.
I've always tried not to whine about being tired like my mother does, I often tell Lois who is an Aquarius like both my mother & my grandmother that she can be like one or the other, my mother has her life set in stone, she does a, b & c each & every day & god forbid someone or something interfere with when she's supposed to do any of those things, there's no room for deviation from her plan & change upsets her terribly.
My grandmother takes things as they come, she tells me my mother used to get upset at her as a child because she'd ask every morning what they were having for dinner & my grandmother never knew, she waited until it was nearly time to make dinner before making that decision.
As an illustration of how they're at polar opposites on this one time just before my Ex & I called it quits we decided on thursday night to go for an extended weekend visit to Mass, I called my grandmother & asked her if she could stand to have us visit for 2 days & stay at her place with her. She said 'sure, great when will you be here? I can't wait to see you all!'
When I called my Mother & asked her the same thing (we stayed 2 nights with each & 1 with friends) she said 'I don't know, is there anywhere else you could stay?' & when I said there really wasn't I got, 'well, I suppose you can stay but you'll have to sleep on the floor'
My Mother is actually, in spite of this a pretty cool person in many other areas, she's very liberal & is interested in reincarnation, ghosts etc. we get along very well (now that I'm an adult)
My Grandmother & I get along well too, we talk more about the past, the kids & politics but we do talk & she is almost as liberal as my Mother.
I should've written this last week, with mothers day & all, but here it is coming out now!

Things to do before I die
Now Playing: What the Hell Have I? Alice in Chains
Topic: General Diatribes

I was filling out a survey to put on my 'regular' blog & was struck by the question: '3 things you want to do before you die'. It reminded me of a book I saw either at the library or in a bookstore (been to both recently & can't remember where I saw it) about 1001 things you 'must' do before you die. & they were all things like skydive, see yellostone ntl. park etc. Now I'm not against these things & I hope to do the 2nd one & would theoretically like to try the first (assuming I was of normal size, strength & abillity- all of which I am not.) also some of the stuff on the list was out of reach of most people I know. I realize that living where I do & coming from the background that I do I am not actualy in the normal range, for instance: My father never went anywhere further south than New York City, (He'd spent plenty of time in all of the 6 New England states though) He never had a credit card & did not want any. None of that is normal by todays standards, it was amusing to me that with in a year of my fathers death my mother had not 1 but 3 credit cards & moved to Houston Texas (that part was temporary- she was back in Mass in less than a year) My ex Aunt here in VA (originally from Mass too) spent almost 10 years up here before she ever went to Roanoke. (She did go home to Mass a few times but never would go to Roanoke- she said she was afraid of the ride down the mountain- I did that ride within 2 weeks of coming here for the first time in 1987 & have loved it ever since. My best friend who's living with me left awhile ago to go to Roanoke & I had a burst of jealousy because she was going to get to drive down there & I had to stay here because the kids will be home from school soon. I comforted myself by reminding myself that the weather is gray & cloudy & the view won't be that good! (I am trying to forget that the weather here has no bearing on the weather in Roanoke, it could be beautiful there when it's pouring cats & dogs here or vice versa) I know of other people, elders I met when I worked at the local nursing home etc. who had never been further than 30 miles from home in their entire lives & were proud of that fact. I could totally understand that. When we first moved back here in 1997 we lived 20 miles from the center of town & 8 miles from the main road, part way up a mountain & since Valerie was only 13 months when we moved I was a stay at home mom for the first 4 or 5 months & then again the following Summer because it made more financial sense for me to be home with the kids than to earn $5.25 an hour & pay someone to watch the kids. Due to the way my ex is he'd go to work & then go out with friends from work or decide to go visit his mother & step dad or other people instead of going home & so I would go at least 2 weeks with out ever leaving home, except for an occasional late night excursion to the nearest store to get milk or something like that. & then, when he did get paid & we went out to go grocery shopping I felt all weird due to having been at home with kids all the time & not leaving the house at all even the small town felt huge & too busy after being at home on a road that saw maybe 10 cars pass by all day long! Things aren't the same for me here, even if I could stay home more than the 3 days a week that I do, the road is too busy for me to feel as isolated as I did there.
As for other things to do before you die, most of them seem to be travel destinations. Places to see & experience, though I did find a bunch of peoples lists of things THEY wanted to do before they died, I don't know that I could do that though, certainly there's things I want to do but I don't like to limit myself with a list, after all, who knows what might happen next. I want to sell my house after my kids are grown & buy a smallish rv & travel around the country to see it. But if gas is $5. a gallon or if I end up a grandmother younger than I hope to, I might have to change those plans. you just never know, & I don't want some piece of paper I wrote 20 years earlier hanging around & making me feel bad about not reaching my 'goals'especially since I've done pretty well so far with getting what I need to keep my family going!

It Could Always be Worse
Now Playing: Once in a Lifetime by The Talking Heads
Topic: General Diatribes

Did you ever have a dream where you can not figure out what anything is, you try to read what's in front of you, you try to click on the link but none of them go anywhere, every button you press does nothing or opens up annother bunch of possibillities that you either don't understand or are not what you need? Welcome to my LIFE! I felt pretty good after yesterday, I felt like I had the whole new computer program at work under my belt, I could schedule a tech to come out, I could set up to replace equipment. Then Monday came, I knew it would be more difficult, the sheer volume alone, people who don't do business on Sundays & people who assume we don't do business on Sundays always call on Mondays so there's Lots of calls coming in. & there's a lot more random stuff, people who are mad because the tech didn't put the cable in where they wanted or left it hanging off the gutter, people who select tech because 'I thought it would be the fastest way to get a person on the phone honey' We're allowed to use the old computer system in certain circumstances (all of which we have to document for the programers to check out so they can make the new program do those things too- I'm not holding my breath for the day that happens-) & the computer with the old program is next to me so I've seen a lot more of my co-workers than I usually do. Every one of them who has walked by my desk to the computer with the old program has been mumbling swears, imprecations & laments all the way there & all the way back. One woman's rant was so blue with swears that I had to mute my customer so he wouldn't hear her.
I try to look at things like this: The job is really the same as it ever was. It's still nice when I fix a little old lady's snowy tv screen. It still stinks when I have to tell people who are at least as poor as I am or sometimes even poorer what it's going to cost to have someone come out & fix their problem. I still take the attitude that if you get on my phone & it's technical I will fix the problem or get someone to you who can fix it. (I tell anyone who I have to talk to who hasn't been at the job as long as I have that tenacity is 70% of the job I DON'T just quit or give up - before I was advanced tech it was a point of pride not to transfer to them. Now I am the end of the line & I make sure what has to be done gets done- even when it means doing unpleasant things.
The only thing which has changed is how I do a lot of the things that have to happen to make sure that people get their remotes or that the tech gets to the right house on the right day. It's a part of my job but not the biggest part & not the most important part. So far everyone who I've had to ask to wait while I resolve their problem thru this new program has been very patient & kind. Especially when I've explained about learning a new computer program. There's always a curmudgeon in there though, once in awhile theres a person or two who just won't wait & they get mad or hang up while on hold. I try to take that as being their problem not mine.

In other news miss 16 finally got a picture of her boyfriend from KY. he's coming to visit in a few more weeks & staying a week. I'm glad she know's who we're meeting at the bus station now! He's cute & I belive, considering her excitement over the pictures, that he's exceeded her expectations of how he would look. So all is very calm & even a little hyper/happy on 16's front. Except of course, for that little inconvenience called school, this is sol (standards of learning) week for her & I've learned from previous years to not even question her as to how she thinks she did I've learned to just wait for the test results & not worry about it too much. She always says she did terrible but she nearly always does very well.
Miss 9 is having a lot of fun with Chrissies daughter, they're sharing a room & are deep in cahoots when they're not at each other's throats. The really amusing thing to me is how Chrissies daughter is just like Chrissie was when we were 12, 13 etc. & how miss 9 although she's 2&1/2 years younger than Sami is nowhere near the sheep I was. If she wants to do what Sami says she does it, if she doesn't she just digs in her heels & says 'no way.' By comparison I just went along with what ever my friends wanted to do & then felt mad because we never did anything I wanted to do & of course the kids who were willing to let me boss them & do what I wanted to do were 'boring.' That's all too familiar in my relationships with men, (except Doug, my relationship with the ocean 2 blocks away from where we lived kept me from being as big a fool with him as I was with others- though some would say I was a fool since I've got miss 16 & he's never even seen her- but that's my reward not my punishment!)
Mr 6 is adjusting pretty well to watching tv in my living room, he definitley enjoys having Chrissies dog here, he loves to run & the dog likes to chase him so that works out well for both of them. We had the garden plowed (the guy still has to come back & till it & break the turf up more in depth) on Saturday. & he's having a lot of fun checking out the hills & valleys of the plowed area, looking for worms & digging up tree roots (I had to cut off 5 or 6 which were 3-4 inches thick) We had a little bigger area plowed to expand the garden this year, last year I was hesitant because I thought it would be too much to take care of & it was, but I also found that stuff will grow even if you don't weed much, you just have to look harder for the stuff that grew. I bought a bunch of seed packs in January so I plan to start all the seeds, buy even more flats & just grow as much as I can, who knows, I've always wanted to learn how to make pickles, maybe I'll learn on cucumbers we aren't able to eat all up!

Music & Me
Now Playing: Tones Of Home By Blind Melon
Topic: History
A Wise person told me once that most people like the music they heard when they were teenagers & shut the door to new music/experiences sometime in their early twenties but that a true music lover will listen to new music for many years past the 'norm'

Annother wise person took me to task when I was a teenager because although it was 1984 & I was just 15 years old I was mostly listening to Led Zeppelin, AC/DC & the Who. (among others) & he was of the opinion that I should've been leaving those old bands behind for the 'new thing' Personally at the time I didn't much care for most of the popular music I was seeing on mtv at the time, I didn't like Madonna or ABC or Duran Duran- I liked Def Leppard & the Pretenders etc. though & I must say Mtv was a lot better at keeping a balance between different genres of music back then than they do now.
I have always listened to a wide range of music. (As long as it's Rock) I'm equally comfortable listening to Del Shannon, The Beatles, The Cars, Guns & Roses or Audioslave (my current favorite new band) & I like most everything in between.
As I get older I see what the first person meant though. Many of my friends are only into the stuff they listened to as teenagers (most notably Black Sabbath & Metallica)
Others only like music that reminds them of the past & only want to listen when they're alterd in one way or annother.
Or they've changed completely & listen to only Country music or Rap now & have no use for what they would have killed or died for 10 years ago.
I know only a few people who're still checking out new stuff. Besides my kids that is.
My biggest frustration is that there's not enough time to listen to everything I want to hear & that so much stuff gets left behind. If I hadn't invested in Cinderella's Cd Long Cold Winter I'd probably have forgotten all about 'Bad Seamstress Blues' which was never that popular but I loved it. & of course 'Coming Home' was one of Lois' Fathers & my 'songs'
That brings me to one of my favorite things about music. It's abillity to transport me right back to where I was when I first heard the song. I used to (even at 15- when I had time for such things) write down the mental links I had with certain songs. I would love to sit down & do that again. But where to start? Putting all my favorite songs from my cd collection in the windows media player has been interesting in that way, I found I have some odd glitch in mine which does not save every song's name to the song so I have to go back & type them all in along with rate the song & set up play lists. So as a result I'm hearing at least part of every song I loaded in. For instance right now I'm listening to 'Unskinny Bop' by Poison & remebering in 1990 driving 200+ miles with my mother, grandmother & Lois (she was 6 months old) I did most of the driving as I didn't have a car of my own & missed driving one & My Mother was tired (she always is tired- she's the type who gets out of bed, sits down to have her first cup of coffee & when you ask her how she is this morning she says 'tired' right off the bat) So I drove the whole way & back again. I played the radio the whole way, disregarding the fact that both my mother & grandmother are jazz fans & do not care for rock at all.... That song must have played 10 times over the 4 hour drive & I sang along each time. (nowadays I shudder at the mental picture- but at the time I didn't care.)
Then there's the Whole catergorizing factor that the media player adds. I set up my own names for my playlists but for heavens sake, the auto populated ones? who put this stuff in here? Does anyone actually put songs under the classification "songs I hate?" I mean, why waste the hard drive space for songs you hate? I know, purists will load a whole cd to preserve the integrity of the cd. the heck with that, I want to be able to use the shuffle feature & know that every song that plays I've given at least 3 stars rating because I didn't waste any space on songs I don't like.
Now that I've been naming songs for a few days (I alternate between loading more songs & naming the ones loaded in already) I'm finding that arranging the play lists by decade just isn't working. it's ok for the 60's & 70's because I don't have a LOT of music from those decades (they're mostly on album if I have it & I'm a long way from being able to afford the technology to transfer albums to the computer) but the 80's, how can you have u2 & guns & roses in the same genre? they just don't go together. But since I like them both I have them in the same space. I can already see that I'm going to have to go back through once every song has it's name & then reclassify. This is the sort of thing I used to love to do. (once again, when I was a homeschooled teenager with WAY too much time on my hands)
Of course, I always, when new music comes out, or I begin a project like this, ordering my music in a 'reasoned' way. Wonder what my brother would think. Frozen in time at age 16 like he is it's hard to apply his ideas & attitudes to the world today. The internet was largely unknown in 1989 when he died. He was hardcore to the end though, so I suppose he would've been against the whole thing. He was so caught up in his own labels that he called my listening to anything less hard than say, Metallica. (who, I might add, I don't care for much, having had them shoved down my throat by my brother & every guy I ever dated or even hung around with but Doug- who was too old for that particular music-) Selling out. He then turned on Metallica when they put out the video for 'one' because they had said they would never do videos & then they bowed to pressure & did it anyway (I'm sure he was rolling in his grave during the 'Enter Sandman' phase - which, incedentally is nearly the only song I ever liked by them - 'King Nothing' being annother & of course that Thin Lizzy song- 'Whiskey in a Jar' but that's because I liked the original & the imagery in the song)I can't imagine what he would think of the way music is now though. He'd probably Hate most of it- curmudgeon that he was.

I got One Small Thing that's on my Mind, am I Half Dead? or am I Doin'Fine?
Now Playing: Lighting Crashes By Live.

I know few people will remember that song - the one my blog is named after, If they were hard rock - mtv viewers in the early 80's they may even remember Black & Blue, I have both their albums though I admit the last time I played them was probably 1991 for old times sake= just before my record player gave out. I got a new one 3 years ago (yes, they still make record players. I got mine from the VT Country store .) & I still haven't had the inclination to play those particular albums. I felt this was a good name for a blog where I want to take out my frustrations with out reproach, I only give this blog address to a few people, those closest to me (not my mother though) who I know can take it if I mention them... I have to censor myself on the other blog because I gave the address to my mother & some other people who feel they need to tell me what to write & how I should write about them & their family (read this: my Ex's cousin- she was offended because I said I liked her family in small doses)
I, of course want this blog uncensored so if you're reading this there's a 90% chance you don't know me but really, feel free to comment, I'd like to know if anyone's hearing me.
I know I write less here but what I say here is more personal & more important to me, I often write what I feel, censor it, post it on the 'normal blog' & put the uncensored version here. I would love to be able to write everyday, I could find all kinds of things to say, I know I could, just reminiscing about my childhood could keep me busy for weeks - boring, I know. I also try to keep the questionaires, opinion polls & thursday thirteen/tuesday self portrait stuff to a minimum here. This one's for writing.
I don't have much to say tonight of course, I am frustrated with work, but don't neccesarily want to get into that tonight, after all it is Friday night. Because of work my week is messed up next week, I have mandatory overtime (yet again) tommorow night for some stupid pay per view boxing event I have to be there from 6 to 10 pm. then I have Sunday off which is rare. then I have to work a 5 day week from 10 am to 6:30 pm all next week so I can learn a new computer program which I know I will hate because I have watched the pilot program from across a walkway & everyone using that program looks even more stressed than normal. We are also going back to weekly mandatory overtime. I have a tendency to look on the bright side about everything (some of my co-workers tell me I'm sick) So I'm trying to look on the bright side that we are going to get paid for sitting around for a few days listening to someone talk & trying out new stuff. & as for the Overtime I have to try to look at it as more money not just more stress, & they are going to let us choose our hours, so I can work an extra hour each night after work instead of having to come in on a day I wouldn't normally work. There has to be a bright side to most
Everything, after all if I look at things from the negative side too much I'll sound like Lois: 'Miss Goth 2006' & I'd have to wear eyeliner & mope around saying 'no one likes me but John' 'I hate my life' 'I'd be happier if I lived with John in Kentucky' sometime's I'm tempted to buy her a bus ticket!

The Chaos Continues
Now Playing: Renegade, by Styx. sung badly on some tv show Chrissies watching

I just haven't felt like writing lately, my normal 4 person house is up to 6 now & while it's nice to have a 2nd adult in the house & company around all the time it's still an adjustment & I am having trouble getting used to doing stuff around the house while other people are sleeping etc. With my own kids I can say 'tough, you should be up anyway' if I disturb them by getting up & doing laundry at 9 am on a tuesday. With Chrissy as my guest/housemate I feel bad about it. I am not allowing myself to feel too bad though because it's my house & she could always go in my room if I bother her. (eventually we'll have the garage fixed up & She'll be out there but for now she's on the couch- I snore)The point here is I feel funny typing with people walking around & possibly looking over my shoulder.
I suppose I shouldn't worry about it, after all anything I write here is available to anyone on the internet, but the process of creation is not always what the final product looks like...Man that sounded very pretentious didn't it?
In other news I've got Lois getting ready to have her boyfriend from Kentucky here for a few days in June, I'm not really very enthused about this but at the same time, she's 16 & I can't exactly keep her in shrink wrap until she's 18. I made the appointment yesterday for her to talk to the Doc about birth controll pills. The real deed was already done, 2 years ago, with out my knowledge while we were at a friends house on vacation over the summer. It took her 6 months to tell me about that.. I guess she felt the announcement on the way to Massachusetts that she smokes & dosen't intend to stop was enough revelation for that particular vacation. (yes, that was fun to hear at 3 am on Interstate 81 at 80 mph)
As I said, you can't wrap them in shrink wrap or hermetically seal them. Of course I suppose it could be said that you don't have to let them have the guy right there in your house either! But Kentucky's a long way & he's going to ride a bus I figure if he's willing to ride a bus for 15 hours for my daughter the least I can do is put him up.
I'm kind of dreading the whole thing, though at least it's motivating her to get her learners permit so she can drive around with him (he's not too good on a stick shift) & I do want her to get her licsence it's getting ridiculous- I was late getting mine myself but that's because I moved out before I was 18 & then had trouble orchestrating an apointment that my Father & I could both get to. (the first time, when I failed the registry cop suggested I try again on an automatic transmission car 'because it's easier for girls, honey') Hopefully she won't encounter any such B/S

Summing the Whole Visit from Hell up...
Now Playing: Break my Rusty Cage by Soundgarden
Topic: Family Business

All in All it could have been a lot worse, The Ex's visit went off flawlessly, we all went bowling on Tuesday & they aparently left at 3 am Wednesday morning so I got my Wednesday to myself (or to the kids & Chrissy & Samantha - we went bowling too) the downside is my vacation to Massachusetts this summer has to be moved back by 2 weeks, originally it was supposed to be June 28 to July 12, now it's going to be July 11 thru July 26, which the kids are especially upset about, but it's not anything I can change, they only let you borrow 1 paid day off & because I took one for the Ex's visit I have to earn annother day before we can leave, I've tried multiple configurations of borrowed days, swaped days etc. but this is the only one which makes sense, because I work 2 days, have a day off & then work 2 more & have 2 days off, taking 1 day off instead of 2 makes no sense because if I take 1 then I have to work 1 & have 1 or 2 off again.
Things could have been much worse, I definitley felt his attitude a bunch, he was pretty obvious that he thought my house too small & dumpy. I don't much care, I like it & that's all that matters really. I'll be surprised if he does a whole lot better that I. His last comment about the house thing was that they're going to use his vetrans benifits to buy his Mom's doublewide. No offense to my Mother in law (especially since I love her place & think the views from her place are spectacular) I'm still glad I have a house not a doublewide... Also I didn't mention it to him but I know from when I was buying my place that you have to have a down payment of 20% to purchase a manufactured home of any kind which is already in use, it's easier to get your own new one on a piece of property than to buy someone's used doublewide!I kept that to myself partially so as not to look like I was trying to shoot him down or play the naysayer (he hates that I know) & partly for my own darker reasons (ie: I'd love to see him fail.
The thing which made my stomach drop the furthest was the way looked me in the eye & told me he'd be back in Iraq after 5/2 & he'd be IMing me & emailing after that.... It sounded too much like he was looking to start trying to weasel back in.
I will also say that the more I see of his wife the more I like her. She's a Scorpio like him so I will never trust her. On the plus side though she's one of the few people I know who has no problem with openly conflicting with him- something that makes my hands & knees shake just thinking about it. Chrissy didn't like her at all, says she's cold which she certainly is but so is he so they're a good pair. I really hope they change their mind about moving down here or that at least its them, not just him.