Grouchy!

I am feeling grouchy. Bitchy. Mean. I want to yell and scream and stomp my feet, and I would except that it would make my feet hurt and then I would be even MORE grouchy and that would lead to my brain oozing out my left ear. And that would be BAD!!! What is even more annoying is that there is no one particular thing that is making me feel this way. If there were, I could take care of said thing and remedy this whole nasty mess, but no, no one thing can be done to fix this mess. This fine freaking mess. Now to be fair, I consider myself a proactive person. I truly feel that you are the one who can change your circumstances. I feel that you can choose, within reason, how you are going to view your day, your world, your life. And I believe that you have the full power to change those same things. And I think that is part of what is making me so damn grouchy. I know what I want to say and do, but then again I also know how those things will be taken, and needless to say, I will be the bad guy. What I have to say, most likely will be considered overly harsh and completely unnecessary. I say it will be the truth, but because the individuals I would like to say these things to are so tiny/tender/precious.....GAG! I would just be the big meanie. Has it ever occurred to anyone that maybe it might be more cruel to let these poor souls (trying to be kind here) wander around out there in the big bad world without a clue. I certainly do not presume to think I can change their minds, but I do think that information, no matter that it might seem to be overly harsh, is sometimes much kinder than how it seems. So I will now go take a deep breath and think calming thoughts. But since I have been doing that for a few days now and to no avail, I guess I better go find a better way. And that really sucks! I am so tired of walking on eggshells!

Are You Kidding?

I wrote this a while back on my family blog, but I am re-posting it here. And yes, I do still fell this way.

We have been planning a trip to Disneyland for about 6 months now. And the day is dawning fairly soon when we will board our plan and fly out of our muck and into the muck of Southern California. In final preparations for our trip, I purchased our tickets to mouseland. I was excited. I get an awesome deal. I mean steal of a deal! It was great. I decided to whip out my (said credit card) that I had not used in nearly a YEAR! I bought my tickets, got my confirmation from the mouse and was feeling pretty good. The I got another email. This one from (said credit card), telling me they had lowered my line of credit by a huge chunk! I admit to carrying a balance, but I have NEVER had a late payment or missed a payment. I bought my tickets online, and I try very hard to not use my checking account credit card when making online purchases. I would prefer if someone were to hack my information that they not have my main account info. I would really prefer my account not to be hacked at all, but I can watch my (said credit card) far more closely because we do not use it all that often. Anyway, it took (said credit card) less than 30 minutes to send me that email from the moment of my purchase. I am so not impressed. My balance has had the majority of the lowered balance available for over a year and certainly for the past 6 months, and now they choose to smack me. Something is fishy, and my (said credit card) will be payed off ASAP and left to sit in a drawer. I will not support a company that does not support me. I don't care if you are a grocery store, credit card company or car care center, if you treat me like crap, I will not grace you with my $$ or my time. That you can be sure of, maybe if we start by putting our collective foot down and not putting up with this crap, we will be not only better off financially, but also it is a tiny moral victory! Maybe then these mega-corporations will learn that they should be taking care of their customers more and their CEO's a little less.

Pee'd Off!

oh, it's a good one to start these rantings off on the right foot. And no it is not a typo. I was pee'd off not tee'd off. It is Sunday, some may consider that a day of rest, but for me, it can be my bust my hump and start the week off on the right foot day. Today has been that day. Grocery list made and ready to hit the store as soon as my mom gets here so I can go solo. Have I told you I love my mom.....I do, LOTS! Along those lines, the menu for the week is also ready. Along with a new recipe for Vanilla Pudding Cinnamon Rolls, I am so excited to try these. I will post them on my recipe blog after I make them and can tell you about them in detail. So on to the cleaning. My kitchen floor was in need of a good steam, so I got to it. Swept the whole thing and steam mopped it. Done and Dandy. Then I thought, rather foolishly, since I have this steam mop out, why not tackle the tiny little water closet (read potty room) in the master bath. The room itself literally only holds the toilet, I cannot even stand in it and open my arms all the way, but that "room" is the bain of my existence. It is gets used alot. Even by the small people in this house. And despite my call that bathrooms are to be cleaned by those who pee ON then and not in them, I find that I am the one cleaning them lately. So, since I had the steam mop out and could not stand the closet anymore, I got to work. And it was as nasty as I anticipated. Gross is not enough! There was pee every where, in the usual places of course,but also in places I could only imagine. I do not know how 2 people (the husband and the son) can get it everywhere! It was down the front of the toilet and running down the sides and back. But it was also ALL over the floor and even splattered on the garbage can and the floor boards, I wish I could have just used a garden hose to clean the whole thing down. But I got the job done thanks to a roll of paper towels, box of baby wipes and some really good smelling method bathroom cleaner. Really guys, if you cannot get it in the water, sit the hell down. Next time I am going to use your tooth brush to clean it up and not tell you.

My Mouth and My Brain

Mouth and Brain. These two parts of my body do not always get along. If you ask my friends they will tell you there are days when they do not even communticate with one another.

I needed a place to drop my rants. I have a blog that I love, but I want to keep that for the sane me. For the girl who thinks before she speaks. That blog is about my family, children, and friends. The one that when someone asks if I blog I say yes and give them that web address. This one is purely for me. So that when I have verbal diaharrea I have somewhere to go. I am sure you will see, that I am really quite goofy on the inside. I have done a few things I am not proud of (something about a photo from a girls weekend is still floating out there) but that I really am a normal woman, mom and wife. Who just happens to write to get it all out.