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Posted:Sep 26, 2016 5:20 pm
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Young Tom Selleck and Fuzzy Sweaters
Posted:Jan 24, 2021 5:16 pm
Last Updated:Jan 25, 2021 2:39 am

It's been a long week, folks....

I missed 2 days of work, I've been without a car, I cried so hard I wound up with a red spot in my eye, and I'm currently sitting on my bed watching 'Shrek'.

A lot has happened.

For starters, I wore a blue chenille sweater work on Thursday....

Chenille! The fabric that keeps on giving!!

I'm pretty sure I'll be lint rolling my way through life for the next 4 as everywhere I look I see blue fuzz.

Good lord....

Note self - No More Chenille!!

On Wednesday I ate lunch with Nose Hairs and spent the majority of the time talking about young Tom Sellec

Oooh la la!!

Young Tom Selleck!!

I can honestly say that Tom Selleck was my first crush.... From way back in the days that he played Thomas Magnum and sported that amazing tan and character building stashe...

It's because of him that I still find a mustache kind of sexy.

I have to say though, I find it kind of weird that Nose Hairs even brought up the subject by showing a pic of Tom in all his Magnum Glory.... Guys don't normally want to discuss the attractiveness of other guys with women.

On the bed front, I received an auto refund from Amazon for my new bed. Apparently, it is lost.


How do you lose something like a bed frame? Do they have only one? A tracking number was never created and it never showed shipped...

I'm not certain how the world of sellers is created on entities like Amazon... But, I am not impressed. This was kind of a last straw, of sorts, as everything I ordered leading up to Christmas had issues with it as well.

I've chosen not to redo my order.

I'm hoping once again that Monday is the magic day I get my car bac

I never realized how much I rely on my car!

It's like my independence has been stripped and I've dropped a few rungs on the responsible adult ladder. There's something be said about being able just hop in your car and go whenever the hell you feel like it.

I will never take it for granted again!

This whole car thing has really created a lot of anxiety within ....

When I discovered on Saturday that I was not getting it back yet I felt myself kind of dip into a pit of despair.

It was not good.

I ended up slipping into a full on panic attac My heart was beating out of my chest and I was starting hyperventilate when the Spawn reached over and held my hand. I could feel myself tearing up and my face and chest felt warm....

"It's not that bad Mom."

"I.... Can't.... Help.... It...."

I closed my eyes and she scootched up next and we sat there for a long moment.

"Oh My God... I can literally hear your heart beat."

This made me laugh a little, and I could feel myself relaxing....

"I'm surprised you can't see it beating too."

I had been tempted a couple of times to come here and write, but, decided against it. It's not good for me to write when I'm in a dark place.... I tend to rehash the things that make me feel upset, making it that much worse.

God knows I didn't need to feel worse than I already was feeling...

So, for now, I'll continue to keep my hopes up that one day I'll be able to peel the sheets back on my bed and not see blue fuzzies and have my working vehicle safely located outside in the parking lot.

Dare to dream!
My search here has come to a close.
Posted:Jan 18, 2021 2:49 am
Last Updated:Jan 24, 2021 5:17 pm
For a while, anyway....

The Meat Market just doesn't appeal to me any longer.

Picture it!

It's Thursday morning and I hop online read a few blogs before work and respond the comments my own.... Over in the corner it says I have 4 new messages.

Oh really! Four new messages??

Who could they be from?!?

They came from a shirtless, muscle bound torso who was emphatically demanding I share my photo with him!


Id like a pic please

not going to fuck you without a pic


Well! Isn't he a CHARMING mother fucker!?!

My first instinct was to tell him the off. Send my charming little email about how I wouldn't let him fuck me if he had the last penis earth.... After all, I don't really need a man get off when I want .

Then I remembered....

I remembered a comment someone had left for me one time. He'd had a friend who would share pictures of her hysterectomy when guys were being douche bags like this.

While I don't have hysterectomy scars... I do have the next best thing!

I have this....

So, I sent it!

I chuckled to myself, imagining the look on this asshole's face when he sees the image of Senator Stabenow staring back at him in her glory. I pictured an angry scoff while emphatically deleting the message thread, telling himself "what a cunt".

Instead, I got this....

When can we meet?


That's when I knew....

My time here is done. I can no longer even half heartedly consider meeting someone from this site when this is the dating pool.

When the only thing required is a pulse.....

Because, the thing is... I require more than, just a pulse. I require someone who can carry on a conversation. I require someone who has a job. I require someone who can treat others with dignity and respect. I require someone who is not married or otherwise attached.

It really isn't that much ask for....

Considering, these are the things willing give in return.

And, certainly not going find that here.

The days of the casual relationship are gone, now, afraid. I prefer be friends with my friends with benefits and not looking find myself stalked by a scorned wife or girlfriend....
Like a scene from a scary movie...
Posted:Jan 17, 2021 5:01 pm
Last Updated:Jan 19, 2021 3:44 pm

I was making my bed this afternoon when I heard a scratching noise from inside my closet.

Oh Shit!!

Poltergeist activity? Evil entities?? Demons???


Standing in my bedroom doorway, ready bolt, I heard the familiar little meow of my Tilly.

"Now, how on earth did you get in there?!?"

I slid the closet door open and saw her tiny little face peering out at me from behind some pashminas.


Good lord.... I hope I haven't forever traumatized my cat. It's likely she'd been in there for hours and I never noticed.

Things I Did Today
Posted:Jan 16, 2021 3:44 pm
Last Updated:Jan 17, 2021 4:26 pm

-Stood in the snow on my balcony in my bare feet. Still not quite sure why I felt like I had to do it.... I just did.

-Vacuumed my entire apartment. God help me, I LOVE to vacuum! Not sure if it's seeing all the shit that collects in the canister or my perpetual amazement that so much HAIR is shed by myself and the Spawn....

-Ate 4 pieces of white bread toast for lunch and washed it down with a beer. I find that I do stuff like that when the Spawn is at her dad's house simply because... I can. No judging eyes.

-Imagined myself plowing through a crowd of people at the grocery store with a special shopping cart containing a v-shaped plow in the front. I fucking hate grocery shopping with the moron masses.

-Watched the morning news girl make a charcuterie board a few days ago so I decided I would make one today. (Note - this is the ONLY reason I went to the grocery store today.) I ate one cracker, all of the different cheeses, and washed it down with another beer while I poked toothpicks into the salami.

-Had to put my glasses on in order to figure out whether the weird looking dot on my right cheekbone was a freckle or a pimple. It was neither.... It was a tiny fucking vein. WTH?!? It's the spot on my cheek where the stupid mask rubs the most... I think it's damaging my skin.

-Bought a new bedframe on Amazon. I decided, it's time for something new. Seventeen years is a long time to have a bed... Time for fresh starts.
Posted:Jan 14, 2021 3:56 am
Last Updated:Jan 15, 2021 3:31 pm

Or, as I'd like think of it, Friday Eve.

Thursday is my chore day, my running errands day, my getting shit DONE day....

Because, when I get home on Friday, I'm ready fucking kick my shoes off and call it a week!

This week especially....

It's been a rather stressful, shitty week that I'd like come a close as soon as soon as possible.

Did I run out of uniform shirts for the new hires??


Instead of coaching their employees and letting them know that we were going back our strict dress code policy within the month that we had known in advance, leaders decided wait until the employees showed NOT in dress code bust them.


Each and every time they walked their happy asses back my desk with their embarrassed and sheepish looking employee get a new uniform shirt. Shame those leaders for NOT taking care of their employees and setting them for success in their job! If you are too much of a chicken shit to coach your employee proper dress code than you don't belong in the position you are in.

On a personal level, I'd like kick these leaders asses. What a bunch of fucktards....

I feel, at times, that as a society we are doomed fail.

Leadership is about way more than just correcting people and breaking them down.... Shouldn't it be our goal make sure this shit doesn't happen begin with??

Leadership should be about empowering people make wise choices based knowledge and experience.

But, that's just my 2 cents worth....
All aboard the struggle bus!
Posted:Jan 13, 2021 3:18 pm
Last Updated:Jan 14, 2021 3:14 pm

Ugh... What a day!

Ever had one of those moments where you thin..

This is it!

This is the end....

I never quite imagined I'd go out this way....

Sitting behind my desk, kicking my paper shredder, swearing at a paper cut, and creating mascara lines with my eyelashes on the lenses of my fogged glasses.

Good God....

The only thing missing is forgetting my homework while standing naked in the front of the class.

Thank God it's over Tuesday!


Yah, it's actually a Wednesday.... It really was *that* kind of a day.
Tips and Tricks to being a star webinar participant!
Posted:Jan 12, 2021 3:40 pm
Last Updated:Jan 13, 2021 2:58 pm

A special thank you goes out Dara, the Senior HR Generalist who inspired my post today....

Thank you Dara!

Let's face it....

None of us really want to participate in those webinars.

We ALL know those corporate individuals who are being paid big bucks to work from home are trying to create work for themselves so their bosses don't discover they really are just useless wastes of company payroll...

My theory is, the individuals who host the most webinars are the individuals who have the least actual impact on the company itself.

I have discovered, though, that while the webinar itself is usually 60 minutes of frozen screens and "can you all hear me", it's the participants that sometimes steal the show.

With that said.... Here you go!

The Tips and Tricks to Being a Star Webinar Participant

Tip #1

By ALL means.... Please DO use your webcam image to get an up close and personal of the inside of your nose to pluck out that booger. While you're at it, roll it into a ball and flick it somewhere off camera. It's NOT the same if you don't!

Tip #2

Be sure to wear a v-neck sweater that is cut low enough that the bottom of the v is off camera. This will keep us ON OUR TOES! Is she naked? Is that a cardigan? Is she naked beneath a cardigan?? The world may never know.... What we DO know is, I will have to poke out my eyes if you cup your breasts and adjust your bra one more time.

Tip #3

Good personal hygiene? UN-NECESSARY for webcam participation! Scratch that scalp and investigate that dandruff for all to see! Don't bother wiping the underside of your dandruff nails... You can absolutely use those same fingernails to scrape the plaque from your teeth! It's cool.... While you're at it, clean that wax out of your ear too! That's practically a bath!

And last.... But not least.

Tip #4

No need to feign interest in the webinar topic at hand, we've all lost interest in it to. We're all busy watching you as you open your , screw around on your cell phone, and stare wide eyed at something on your laptop screen while licking your lips... Are you looking at food? A naked man?? A naked man with food??? The possibilities are endless.

So, there you have it folks. The tips and tricks to being a star webinar participant....

With a little time and practice, you TOO can be a star.

Good luck!
The Great Gourmet Hamburger Debacle
Posted:Jan 12, 2021 2:51 am
Last Updated:Jan 12, 2021 9:22 pm

For some reason....

I've been operating under the misguided belief that fancy new pots and pans could boost my ability to be a gourmet cook.

Cooking magazines and recipe websites have become my new passion!

The problem?

Nothing is ever as easy as it looks on those Youtube tutorials!

The Spawn had wanted Mac & Cheese for dinner last night (ack!), so I thought to myself...

Self! You HATE Mac & Cheese.... Now is a good time to try out one of those fancy, schmancy stuffed burger recipes you found!

So I did!

I minced the onion and mixed it with the burger and spices..... I created the patty with the little pocket containing cheese and bacon crumbles.... I put it in the pan and started to cook.

Easy peasy, right?!?

Wrong!! SO wrong....

There I stood watching my burger fall apart in the pan. It started with the cheese melting out the side of the burger and burning to the bottom of the pan.

Still trying to be positive....

I said, self! It'll be ok. You can just put the cheese on top when you're done.

I continued to cook the burger.

Next came the complete disintegration of the patty.

Gingerly flipping the patty, I wanted to make sure the top half stayed connected with the bottom half just in case.... The bacon was still in there and there could possibly still be some cheese.

What I didn't count on was.... While the top and bottom did remain connected the right and left side did not.

And, there I was.

Cheese melting everywhere, bacon crumbles spilling out, burger patty disintigrating before my very eyes as now the top and bottom portions of the patty were coming apart too.....

Horror unfolded before my very eyes.

Needless to say....

Not exactly the burger I was hoping for. I did manage to salvage enough to make my own version of a deconstructed bacon cheeseburger that, crumbled and all, did taste pretty good.

But, we'll call that recipe a bust for me.

I can only hope I'll be able to get that burned disaster area cleaned out of the bottom of my new pan. I've boiled it and let it sit with the dish detergent and water, like it said to do in the instruction manual.

We'll see what happens!
Crazy Cat Monday
Posted:Jan 11, 2021 2:44 am
Last Updated:Jan 12, 2021 4:00 pm
I can see the attraction of the cat for the crazy pet hoarder individuals....

Cats are needy.

Always there.... Always wanting attention.

From the minute you get up in the morning until the moment you go to bed at night, a cat will likely be your constant companion.

Do they want attention?

Most of the time, no....

They just want you to basque in their presence. Always present, somewhere off on the sidelines, but always within eye shot of you and what your doing.

Busy on the computer paying your bills or writing an email?

Never fear!

Your feline friend will choose that very moment to want your undivided attention!

She will run repeatedly across your keyboard.... She will plop her body down on your hands and meow, demanding your full attention.... She will bite your pinky finger in an attempt to pull your hands away from what they are doing to pay attention to her.....

And, it will usually work.

Cause, even as I'm typing this now, I've got my crazy kitty dangling from my shoulder, purring in my ear.

So, yes, I can see that attraction. For the lonely, this is an amazing thing....

For me, I'd just like to be able to use the shower without this happening every morning....

Happy Monday!
Saturday revelations....
Posted:Jan 9, 2021 5:06 pm
Last Updated:Jan 11, 2021 2:05 am
It was a productive day for me....

Aside from 2 naps and an afternoon of watching crime shows on Hulu, I decided tackle cleaning my oven.

Now, THAT was a chore!

I'm ashamed say... For the entire length of time I've been living in this apartment I have never cleaned that oven.

I would openly gasp at the horrors of just *thinking* about cleaning that oven....

And, yet, there I was!

I wish I could say I was all cutesy and domesticated looking... With my hair pulled up in a messy bun and my black leggings, pink cleaning gloves adorning my delicate hands.

In reality, it couldn't have been any farther from the truth.

"Oh my God mom... That's not a good look on you."

"What are you talking about?"

"Um, look at yourself in the mirror."

Uh.... Yah.

In reality, it was more like Braveheart about ready charge into battle. I'd somehow managed to obtain a black smear below my left eye and my hair was slowly falling out of the nearly non existent messy bun. Instead of a sword and shield in my gloved hands I had oven cleaner and a sponge.

The Spawn was right...

It was NOT a good look on me.

And... She's off!!
Posted:Jan 8, 2021 4:02 am
Last Updated:Jan 9, 2021 5:55 pm

I received a bizarre phone call yesterday....

When the Ex Mother-in-law's memory depleted to the point that she no longer remembered any of her and had started to become combative, requiring the aid of a full time nurse, the ex family decided it was time to put her in assisted living.

It was a very sad day as my ex husband had been the last, remaining she could remember and that was now gone as well...

He was simply The Gray Haired Guy.

For her, the memory issues really prevent her from understanding the fact that she will not be seeing any family or friends until the COVID restrictions are lifted... She doesn't remember them.

For the family, this has been tough.

So, it was surprising to me to receive a phone call from an aide at the assisted living facility yesterday.

For starters, I'm not even a part of the family anymore.

Apparently the Ex Mother-in-law had staged an escape....

She picked her moment, knocked down her aide, and made a break for the door!

The 87 year old, 4'11", 90lb woman was on the run!

To her plan's demise, however, the doors have locking features on them preventing patients from being able to leave unattended. She is, after all, living in an assisted living facility where all of the occupants are experience memory issues.

How does this involve me?

Well, she'd apparently revisited a time, in her mind, when she had been needed to pick my oldest up from school while I was at a doctor's appointment.

She was inconsolable and they were hoping that a conversation with me could help.

I did talk to her.... And, whether it helped or not, I don't know. Over and over she had said she tried to pick up [oldest ], I could hear the despair in her voice.

I finally cut her off and reassured her that she had. I thanked her for being such a caring Grandma and appreciated all her help.

"I did?"

"Yep, you did. Remember? Pat gave you my lunch tab for [oldest ] and you lectured me about it. You said I should always pay extra because I don't know when he might want to have a little breakfast at school."

"Oh, I did. Did you pay that $5.25? I was going to give it to Pat but I didn't bring my purse in with me."

I couldn't help but chuckle a little..

"Yes, I gave Pat a $20 bill today when I dropped him off at school."

And, that was it....

At that point she'd handed the phone to her aide and the conversation was done.

I know I'm not a part of the family anymore, but this is just heartbreaking for me...

I hope to God I never have to experience the same memory issues she is going thought now.
How big is your pickle?
Posted:Jan 7, 2021 5:23 pm
Last Updated:Jan 16, 2021 3:50 pm

I ordered a sandwich for lunch today from the Freaky Fast people....

Pickle on the side.

"Oh my God, that's a giant pickle. I just wasn't expecting it to be so big...."

It took 2 hands just to hold that damn pickle.... It would have taken an axe to cut that bad into pickle spears.

"I don't think I'm going to be able to fit this thing in my mouth."

From the corner of the break room I heard the Hipster Beard burst out laughing.

"Do you know how hard it has been to not comment on that!!"

I was now laughing too.

"That's the first time I've ever heard a woman complain that the pickle is too big."

"It all depends on where you've got to put the pickle."

And, that was all she wrote. Everyone within earshot of the conversation was now dying and laughter could be heard out on the sales floor.

I don't think I can ever look at a pickle the same way again.

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