Have you ever had a "friend" that just loved to fuck you over?

I have had enough.  You ask for a favor and I agree, the girls get all excited and we never hear from you again.  That is typical you.  Rub something in my face and head for the hills laughing your ass off. 

I am done.

You are damn near 40 fucking years old...GROW UP FOR FUCKS SAKE!

A little fun stuff to chat about...I am freaking out about finals and the end of the semester....I am freaking out about Christmas...I honestly cant stand the holiday's.  Even as a child I couldn't stand it.  They say that the first step in solving a problem, is admitting that you have a problem.  Well folks, that is my problem.  I HATE CHRISTMAS!

Those of you who read my blog, know that Halloween is my all time favorite.  There is nothing better than scaring the ever loving shit out of someone!  HAHAHA!

The buildup of Christmas is so hyped up.  Then the day comes and it is nothing like you thought it would be. 

Its like going to see the latest movie.  For example...Brokeback Mountain.  The hype for that movie was sky freaking high...I finally see it, and I am like...What the hell was so great about that?  Michelle Phillips was in the movie for a total of 5 freaking minutes and she is nominated for an Oscar.  Jake Gillenhall (sp) and Heath Ledger were nominated for sticking their tongues down each others throats...BFD.  There are millions of people (even same sex people) who do that every single day and they don't get nominated....all in all it was a painfully boring movie. 

So, to me Christmas is like Brokeback Mountain...on the surface it seems ok...then you actually get to the (forgive the pun) climax...and it was nothing like you expected it to be.  No freaking fireworks...nothing.

Just call me Scrooge!

Shopping always pisses me off, but this time of year just makes me want to commit unspeakable crimes upon the fucktards in this tiny one whore town.  Oops...did I say one whore?  Well, that might be true.  My guess is that there may be more than one.  But who really cares???

My 8 year old was invited to a birthday party this weekend and I decided that instead of buying a toy that the little girl might not like, I would give a gift card, and allow her to pick something out for herself.  All 8 year old girls love to shop...right?

Anyway, there I was, standing in line, waiting for the person in front of me to finish her purchase.  In this case the purchase beer (a common item in carts here in an alcohol frenzied town) and chocolate covered cherries.

Now, as far as I know, every child in Pre-K or even younger, are taught the concept of a "line".  You stand in line.  When the person in front of you moves up, you move up.  Isn't that right?

So, everytime that whore of a hag would move up, I would move up.  Here I am, minding my own freaking business, just waiting my turn, and moving the line along like a good little girl.  When this woman finished paying for her cherries and brewskies, she threw her bags into her cart and told the cashier that she had better go since she was "being rushed by the person behind her".

Well, the person behind her was ME.  I politely (those of you who actually know me will find that hard to believe) but I actually politely asked "Excuse me?" and she informed me that since I have been behind her I have done nothing but rush her.  Now, I am one of those anal people that have their own air space...You dont invade my air space, I don't invade yours.  I hate close talkers, close standers...even when standing in line at Wal-Mart for crying out loud!  So from that stand point, I know I wasn't in her space. 

I asked her if she understood the concept of standing in line, or if her beer soaked brain had interfered with her thinking process...that when you are in a line...any 5 year old knows, that when the person in front of you moves up, you move up.  She just stared at me with that cloudy look most people in this town have and said "This is not the way to start the season!"  I asked her what season she was referring to...the Drinking a Case of Beer and Inhale Two Dozen Chocolate Covered Cherries Season?  

Needless to say, that pissed her off.  She called me rude.  Can you believe it???  ME RUDE???  NEVER!!!!!

I told her that I had not been rude to her at all yet, but if she wanted to see rude, I would be happy to give her a grand lesson on how to be rude.  That was when I literally told her to shove her chocolate cherries up her old wrinkled ass and to choke on her beer.

She left at that point, and I looked at the cashier and noticed for the first time that she was laughing her ass off.  She literally had tears.  That set me off laughing my ass off!  What a bunch of weirdo's here.  

I mean really, all I was doing was freaking standing in line.  ACK!

So, I suppose that is how I started my "season".  I wouldn't have it any other way.       

This is my oldest child...she just turned 14 last week, so Happy Birthday Weeny!  I am truly concern about this one.  We live in Ellis County here in TX and it has the highest teen pregnancy rate in the entire state.  I speak with her on a regular basis about these things, but you know teens...their parents don't know shit about shit so they will eventually do what they feel is right.  Hind sight is 20/20...I just cross my fingers and hope she makes the right decisions.  Thats about all we can do, right?  Well, besides chaining her to her dresser and home schooling her for the next 4 years.  Ugh. 

This is my goober 8 year old.  I actually laughed my ass off when I saw this picture.  Her eyes are almost as round as the stupid glasses!  This one and my 14 year old have a major habit of taking pictures of themselves.  I mean TONS of pictures.

This is goober number two.  My 6 year old.  She alone is a handful.  But put all three of them together...it makes for a hard day.  But, we love them all very much.  They are hilarious!! 

These are the two youngest on Turkey day.  Their bellies were empty and couldn't wait to get ahold of that damn bird.

Anyway, I know its been a while...I seem to have less and less time for xanga as school comes along.  The only reason I am posting right now is because we are expecting an "arctic blast" and will be iced over by morning.  It was really strange.  Literally one moment it was hot and balmy, the next the wind was gusting and the temp dropped about 20 degree in a matter of minutes.  Shell Shock.

I have finally finished Urinalyses.  FINALLY.  What a pisser.  Pun intended.  We have now moved on to the immune system and have gotten to take and give HIV tests, test our own poop for blood, type testing for blood...like A+ or O- or whatever.  Its really been kinda interesting.

Other than that, there really hasn't been anything interesting going on...just the usual crazy bullshit that we have to deal with on a daily basis.  Although, I can say that no squirrel has fire bombed us in a few months.  Good for us.

I hope you guys had a great holiday and hope you have a great Christmas and New Year...No telling when I will get back on here...so HAPPY HOLIDAYS!

The first picture is of my 8 and 6 year old and one of their friends.  The vampier and the witch belong to me.  The other pictures are obviously the pumpkins that we carved for Halloween this year!  I carved the witch all by myself!!  Sam did the ghost with the tombstone and tree, and Meagan did the traditional carving.  We had a blast doing them.  It's tradition in our family to carve the pumpkins, then pick out the seeds then toast them.  Yummy!!! 

This is a major gay hitch-hicker that I picked up on my way home from school on Halloween.  He was hilarious!  What a unique way to spend a few minutes of my up until then a very boring day. Now that Halloween is over, we are looking forward to the big bucks holiday's.  Lots of shopping and lots of money to be spent.  Yuck.

So, those of you who stop by, make a comment or two, just dont leave a trail and leave me hanging!!!!!!!!!!