Usually for Christmas we play board games. Usually its Taboo, Yahtzee, Monopoly or something like that. Well, now..thanks to that wonderful thing we call technology, they have board games on computer and TV... Enter into the fray...Family Feud. On DVD. It was The Boys vs The Adults and we had a blast doing it....took a little getting used to but we stepped into the NEW CENTURY in regards to board games....

Jalil, it seems is upset at a 'steal' us Old
Fogey's had on the youngsters.....

I thought this question was a little....wrong

The Old Fogey's try to beat The Boys

Yeah...even Okoye was surprised they

were winning against us.....

So we wouldn't steal any of their
answers, they convened their round table to the

dinning room....

God...thank you for the blessings of family, fun and love

Parking Lot Wars

I work in a government office building with limited parking. Put it this way there is parking but most of the close parking, near the building, is not taken up by the public but by state employees. People will get here an hour early just to get parking close to the building. Get here and then…go to sleep in their car or finish getting dressed or put on makeup...LIKE ME. The closer spots are usually taken up my night personnel such as security officers and maintance so some people will lay in wait, like sharks circling a body in the ocean. Parking in the cut to get that coveted spot. This morning was a little different.

I came around the corner of the lane and I noticed the regular van sitting in wait for a prize spot. Me, I park wherever…which reminds me, I need to park further away so I can get a little exercise. Anywho… I pull into a spot backwards, usually, the way my luck runs, someone in a huge ass truck will park next to me on BOTH sides and I have a heck of a time pulling out backwards so just to nip that…I park with the front end out…Again, I park and I hear a car door slam and look up…

A lady gets out of car and starts heading in but notices a guy getting into his car so she hurriedly turns around hops in her car and tries to pull as he pulls out. You guessed it, it IS the coveted spot that the van has been waiting on…both of them try pull into the spot with half of their ass half out of the spot. Now, I’ve been in a view embarrassing situations and when drama rears its ugly head, I’m do not watch. So I put on my makeup, occasionally glancing over. I have my mix cd playing but I can faintly hear voices…I continue to put on my makeup.

By the time I finish, get out, plug my meter, grab my stuff obviously the sittachawation has been diverted because the girl has backed back into another spot (another money grubber parking spot lot thief took her original spot) and I think all is well in parking lot land. Then I realize I left my vacation planner in the car ( got to have something to do while I’m at work…PLAN MY VACATION) so I turn back towards my car and I see the girl ON HER KNEE’S beside her car. My guess, praying not to kick anyone’s ass. Do I intrude? Do I talk to her? Do I check on her? What do I do???? Hell, here I go and I start to walk over but then I was saved! Someone stops beside her and I seen her nod her head and the
Stoper walked on….

More 4th pictures….HEY! if you look at my fireworks pictures, you will notice the smoke...kinda messes up my shots. If anyone knows how to take those clear shots WITHOUT the smoke tendrils...let a sista know....

4000 is the loneliest number....

I've been trying not to bawl for about 3 hours now and I know its because its pms, a memorial service to remember for years to come and the fact that I broke a fingernail but I somehow.....some kind of way I deleted about 4000 pictures from my memory card for my camera. I feel so damn totally lost and I'm fighting tears.

The rational side of me is telling me its just pictures, You want to cry because your Aunt passed away and You have YET to cry and You feeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeel like You should be shedding some tears here so maybe this is a way for You to let lose with some of Your Emotional Constipation that You have. (WnTF am I talking in third person) but

4000 pictures people! 4000. Every time I say that my stomach knots up. If I ever got on anti anxiety drugs...this would be my time.

And the beat goes on...

This is already turning into the day from hell. Started last night when that time of the month decided to make an impromptu visit. Cramps and bitchiness just ooooooozed out of my being. Mom had called yesterday about the funeral home refusing to do anything because there was not a death certificate. Ummm the funeral is like, SATURDAY HELLO!!!!!…. So I call Vital Statistic’s and find out, that sure, you can get a death certificate here for a death in another county so Mz Operator and me are chatting, I’m giving her info because she is nice enough to get it ready for me but when I tell her that the death was about 2 weeks ago, that throws the monkey wrench into plans….

Told mom, we cant get the death certificate because most time VS doesn’t get them for about 4-6 weeks. Doesn’t make a bit of sense to me. Shells told me to call the funeral home to find out what was up and I said ‘I don’t want to get involved’ and she smacked me upside the head with the words ‘your already involved’. Good grief, I am.

Long story short (yeah, a little late) the doctor hadn’t signed the certificate so the funeral home couldn’t do anything with the body until then. My mother called the funeral home and was told that they would cremate the body and hopefully everything would be ready by Saturday morning….WTF? I asked mom, what do they mean ‘be ready???’ She didn’t know and she didn’t think to ask. My mind is trying to wrap around the idea of what does ‘be ready’ mean when someone is being cremated.

Got up this morning and truly abused my dog. Walked down my hallway to the greeting of a few photos, chewed up with bite marks….like the yellow brick road to the wizard or a trail to a pot of gold. Came to my living room and the floor was strung with photos, chewed up photo boxes, and my puppy, trying his damnedest to be cute. I think the steam coming out of my ears let him know he needed to run. If he didn’t realize it, me screaming BAD DOG…BADDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD DOOOOOOOOOOOGGGGGGGGGG and brandishing my rolled newspaper and spanking his azz…helped him realize it. Lord help me but me aiming and pitching the newspaper at the crack of his azz helped him out too. Animal rights people, I DO NOT WANT TO HEAR IT.

Called my ex and told him that I really needed him to come and check on Miyagi while we were gone so that I would still have a house standing.

I really, really need a piece of bread, some pasta and some sugar.

Critical adjustment

Something has been on my mind off and on all day. Not really bothersome or irritating. Just on my mind all day. Shells and I went to the cafeteria for lunch today. I'm running off at the mouth, looking down at the floor and just walking along my merry way. I seen two rather large feet stop sorta to the side and I hear a deep voice say 'May I ask you ladies a question?' My first feeling was that of 'I'm kinda in the middle of a story here.' while Shells is a lot nicer and open than I am. He wanted to know where an office was. An office for licensing. This is not odd. When you work in a government building people tend to think you know where everything is. Forget about the fact that there are 8 floors and several office's on each floor, most not dealing with the other, it is kind of hard to know everything. So Shell's asking questions to find out what he was looking for and where he needs to go....he's responding back to her...All pretty cool .....except........
The entire time he is letting his pants fall so he can pull them back up by the crouch and adjust. WTF? He is talking to two women, in the middle of a public building and he is either coping a feel OF HIM SELF or he is dressing in public! Now granted, he did not let them fall all the way down to the floor but he let them fall pretty much too his thighs. I am speechless, which is in itself...pretty amazing but Shell pulls off to answer his question with SINCERITY!!! Gawd that girl is good.