Tuesday, May 18, 2010

Tiny Minds go with Tiny Towns

So we moved to the westside of Nashville at the end of February from an itty bitty dying town in Oklahoma...you're that far up to speed, right?

We live in a nice big house, kids are growing, life is grand. Brian quit the stupid company that kept leading him on that they were actually going to give him a deserved promotion, a decent wage - heck, after 3 years he was still making less than new teenagers off the street who didn't know shit, but yet because he needed to work and was good at the job he stayed with it...no other options in a small town.

So today I call Grandpa David and talk to him about some information I found out about Mikaila and her speech delays.

He goes on to tell me about one of the small minds that works for the same company that Brian used to work for, but at a different store, so never actually worked WITH Brian. David had gone into the store to get something for his truck...and the tiny mind at the counter went on to spew his bullshit.

Apparently Brian and I are now divorced because I'm a wretched wench. Hmm...if you were to ask me I'd say our marriage is MUCH MUCH better than it has been in a LONG time because of these tiny minded influences.

Brian has also apparently been fired from his job and is now living with his dad....I've ran off with the kids to who knows where.

What makes it even more laughable is the fact that the guy spewing the sewage didn't work at the same store as Brian. I've only seen him a handful of times. And he wasn't a guy that Brian really hung out with...I've only seen the guy a small handful of times when I'd go into that store for something. So, it's safe to say that he knows neither Brian nor myself.

And he's spilling all these "juicy details" to Grandpa David...a man that I talk to on a semi regular basis, I talk to Grandma Pennye MUCH more often for long periods of time. David also keeps up with me on FaceBook...so is quite aware of what I'm doing and upto on a regular basis.

Man...how I wish I could of been a fly on that wall when he laid into him and got him caught up on the real facts.

But it also goes to prove some of my suspicions...I've left that town a number of times...and every time I wind up back there I have to kinda cock my head to the side and raise an eyebrow at some of the things people have asked me about my life since leaving that town... I'm quite the popular subject around there, and I'm not even a native to the town, NOR have I EVER slept with anything from that town. I moved not far from there when I was 12 from out-of-state - about 15 miles from there - and went to school another 15 miles beyond that town, so 30 miles away....moved away for a while. Came back to the area when I was about 23, lived in the small minded town for almost a year - MAN that year sure did leave some impressions...I guess... Lets see...I refused to date or sleep with anyone. I worked at the processing plant aka chicken slaughter house. Didn't go out. Didn't drink. Didn't do much of anything. Didn't even have my own vehicle. Moved back a little over a year later, got married there, had Mikaila there, left about two and a half years later...aka the end of February this year...

hmmm...Sure is nice being a small town celebrity...

Friday, May 14, 2010

According to Mikaila....

...Daddy's boxer briefs make a very interesting skirt...

...Mommy's bra makes for a great baby carrier...

...Butter is the perfect cleaning product...

...Clothes are completely optional...

...Showers are blissful, not to mention great fun...

...Baths are only worth it anymore if Big Brother can play too...

...Shoes are mandatory, the more shoes the better...

...Playing in the dirt is as important as powdering your nose....

...There is nothing better than splashing in puddles...

...Driving by Daddy's workplace, without stopping, is strictly forbidden...

...Talking is overrated. Making everyone guess is much more entertaining...

...Brushing your teeth should be a day long activity, so what if you run out of toothpaste by dinnertime...

...It's still a toss up on whether veggies or pastas are better, but sweets are best...

...If throwing a tantrum doesn't work, kill them with uber cuteness...

...Stand your ground and be patient, eventually they will cave...

...Getting clean and polished up to go out is overrated...

...Watch Mommy carefully, she knows where the good stuff is hidden...

...Bubba is tall, he can reach the good stuff when Mommy isn't looking...

...Share with Bubba anyways, even if his chores aren't done yet, you start playing sooner...

...All fences have an escape route...

and to conclude this post :

...When the music plays stop what you're doing and DANCE!...



Thursday, May 6, 2010

Miss me?

I know it's been a whole month. I have PLENTY to blog about, that's not the problem. Between being on dial-up, appointments for the kids, my own school work, hanging out with friends, hanging out with the husband, enjoying spring, dealing with spring and it's tendency to rain just a *little* bit too much once in a while, household chores, school work, and being outside I've greatly neglected my blogs.

I'll get back in the swing of it...eventually.

Right now it's 2am. I've been up since 7am. The boy FINALLY has school again, for the first time this week, due to the rain over the weekend, so I must get out of bed, tread upstairs, awaken him from his slumber and make sure he actually puts on CLEAN clothes for school, at 6 in the morning.

Just in time for the girl to arose from her slumber, granted she's still sleeping on the loveseat by that time and not laying on my chest. She migrated roughly an hour ago to the loveseat. Daddy is sleeping ever so loudly on the couch.

Those two make a great pair. They have the purring capacity of an old worn out diesel engine Dodge that's missing it's tailpipes. And sleep through each other like gravy on biscuits.

Ironically I've never ONCE heard the boy snore. I kinda miss the nights where I was a single mom and he'd crawl into the bed...no scratch that, I don't...the boy may not snore, but at 18 months old he could kick me out of a king size bed quicker than I could move to the other side away from his swift long legs and pointy elbows. I can at least wear ear plugs for the other two, without quite so many bruises.

So my excuse for neglecting my blog is simple. I'm on dial-up, give me a break. Anything I do attempt to do online takes 900 times longer and I get 4000 times more frustrated and just plain annoyed with being online. Then there are my classes. I'm going to school ONLINE. Every last little tidbit of my classes are ONLINE. INCLUDING the books I have to purchase. They're e-books. I'm now currently out of ink from printing pages from these books. Between the paper, that I've mastered printing on both sides to use and the ink I'm thinking that it would of been cheaper had I just bought the damned things, both online and physically. Alas that was not an option. Then there's those social network sites...Facebook, MySpace, Twitter, other people's blogs, and forums that I'm a member of that I make some sort of half-assed attempt to keep up with. I really don't for the most part. MySpace is eh at best. Facebook is alright, I do well with it. Twitter, when I remember about it sitting there are a little blue dot at the corner of my browser...or blue boxes that pop up, just as I'm trying to click a link right here...blogger...well, I just spent the last few hours catching up on a blog that entertains me greatly! WhyIsDaddyCrying ....you'll have to look him up, I've already closed the window to link it, and I suck at coming back and editing my blogs. ESPECIALLY blog entries that I write as my contacts are drying out and I've resolved to not smoke another cigarette...starting roughly an hour ago...yes, I'm serious....and I'm horribly sleep deprived. The sleep I got late last week because I was shitting piss dog ass sick was HEAVEN.

Anyways. I'm seemingly ALWAYS online, but never getting anywhere because of this crappy dial-up.

Other news, that I will be posting pictures of and having a piece to say about...that rain I talked about earlier...the rainfall was 18 inches in less than 36 hours. Many communities in and surrounding Nashville, TN are annihilated. Opryland Hotel - under 10 foot of water. Complete sections of the highway - sitting on people's rooftops or just sunk 20 feet down a sink hole or maybe have even found their way to Alabama by now. They're calling it a 100 year flood.

Still yet other news...the week before the flood my husband's hometown, where his father and many family members still live, was also ass-raped. Not by flood waters, but by an EF3 tornado. Ironically, on exactly the same date (April 24, I believe), 102 years ago the town of Albertville, AL was hit by a massive tornado that devastated it....the real kicker - both storms took almost the exact same path all the way through town. I have pictures of this too.

So, while it may seem that I've been quite neglectful rest assure that I am only neglecting my blog because I have other fish to fry, and those fish are a bit more important right now.

Tuesday, April 6, 2010

School has Started

For me anyways. Mikeal is out of school this week for Spring Break....

My first class is Strategies for Success. It seems to be a simple enough class, although I am having difficulty restraining my criticism of my classmates' assignments...the (lack of) punctuation is horrendous as well as is the absurd lack of at least capitalization. I'm not talking about perfect sentence structure, semi-colons and the like, afterall, if you've read any of my blog posts you know I'm hardly one to judge someone else for things like run-on sentences. LOL. I'm merely referring to something as simple as a PERIOD at the end of a sentence...or paragraph even? Or maybe a capital letter at the beginning of a sentence, the paragraph, or even the word "I"! I wouldn't expect that this would be a difficult thing to figure out, and for them to be wanting to further their education and make good grades while doing so, you'd think that on an assignment that 25% of the grade is going to be grammar, spelling, and punctuation, they'd pay just a little bit of attention to what they were actually posting for their grade.

In class we're supposed to offer feedback on our classmates' assignments that are up for discussion and I hesitate on "helping" them with their spelling and punctuation. I don't know quite if that's part of what we're supposed to be offering feedback on or not, so would hate to make myself out to be the grammar bitch on the first day of class. Nor do I desire to overstep my boundaries, as a student, by "acting" like the professor.

So we shall see how this goes. Today's assignment was an autobiography, highlighting our desired courses of study as well as previous experience. Wednesday's assignment is to outline our goals and how we plan on achieving those goals and how our "self-talk" will help us accomplish them. Both assignments I have completed, but am waiting to turn in the second one until closer to the due date, as the rules state to not jump ahead of the ball game. My professor in this course prefers that the papers not be posted until no earlier than the day before they are due, so I will wait until morning.

Friday's assignment will be quite a bit more in-depth. It is on critical thinking. What I think critical thinking means, how I plan to use critical thinking, and how I already use critical thinking in my daily life. The assignment itself is not difficult. The difficult part will be actually writing it all out in a manner that is understandable to someone besides just myself. LOL I can think it, I can say it, but when I write it and read it I start getting myself into a hole that doesn't seem to end. Good thing I still have a few days to get it written. :)

In other news Brian ended up not taking the new job. He turned in his two weeks notice with his current employer and they counter offered him a comparable pay raise, as well as offered him overtime. So he will be sticking with O'Reillys, thus keeping his tenure with them and accrued vacation, sick pay, and personal days. YAY!

Wednesday, March 31, 2010

Spring is In the Air

And therefore TONS of work to get done!

I've gotten both of my raised beds built and filled with dirt, plants, and seeds! Brian has been working on tilling the area that I'm going to be putting in my in ground garden.

In my raised beds I have strawberries, a few pepper plants, lettuce, spinach, broccoli, cauliflower, turnips, and radishes. I'm going to be putting my tomatoes, the rest of my pepper plants, cucumber hills, watermelon, cantaloupes, and onions in the ground itself.

Here in the next few weeks after I get settled into a good school routine, get more dirt, etc I'll be doing some container gardens on the porch, using my old tote boxes that I no longer have a real need for...I'm not too sure what I'll be putting in them yet, but it'll be fun when I do decide!

Brian's also decided its time for a change of employers. He was offered better pay and more consistent hours at a competitor store and should be starting within the next week there!

Fun times are in the air! Mikeal goes on Spring Break on Monday, the 5th...I start school on Monday the 5th, and Brian starts his new job then! Now for me to get to work on my first homework assignment....it's due on Monday as well!

Thursday, March 25, 2010

Naptime

Here is the scene: Mikaila is laying all her babies down for a nap. I've been trying to get her down for one for the last 3 hours, and have given up, she'll go to bed easier later...

She's in there singing to her babies
Covering them up
and laying down with them, fake snoring...

I go in there to check on her....ask her if she's going to go night nights with her babies....

She then puts one finger over her mouth and tells me to shush! While with her other hand is pointing at me and basically telling me to get out!...

And now she's grabbed up the cat, put the cat in a box and is trying to convince the cat that it needs to nap in the box.

OY!


So she came out a bit ago and told me to be quiet...then grabs the broom, and my hand. Takes me to her bedroom, and starts picking up the toys, etc, all while telling me to shhhh... and pointing for me to help her pick up her toys....

At least her room is finally clean....

It also proves to me that she knows what I do when she's napping, seeing as the house is in shambles when she goes down, and by the time she wakes up it's nice and clean again.

She put her babies down for a nap, cleaned her room (with my assistance, of course), and now her babies are up from their nap again, playing...recreating the mess.

Tuesday, March 23, 2010

Surprised!

I finally got through the financial aid portion of the application, I do qualify for enough that if I space my classes appropriately I'll have very minimal, if any, out of my pocket cost until after I graduate...MAJOR bonus there!

BUT the biggest surprise came when she was explaining my credits to me, apparently I already have 8 credits that transfer in, here I was just thinking I didn't have any. I'm assuming now that some of the classes I did take while in high school did count as credits afterall! WOOT! So I'm already 8 credits further along than I had expected and I haven't even started yet!