Naked Barbie Army

They're kinda creepy aren't they? 


So I was over at Vit's Place and she had a picture of a couple of her daughters dolls that had been ...um....modified LOL. It put me in mind of when Katie was younger and her barbies.

For some reason, Katie WOULD NOT keep the clothes on her barbies so there were always naked barbies left lying about the place. Worse some of those barbies had no heads, some with no legs, some with no arms. Now if there were only say 4 or 5 of these it wouldn't have been so bad but for some reason, everyone we knew kept giving her more and more barbies. There ended up being close to 30 of the damn things - including the ken that needed a shave and Vietnam vet Ken (named by Potsie) who was missing a leg AND an arm.

Anyhow, one night Potsie got the fright of his life at about 3am. He was coming out of the bathroom and the light shone over his shoulder and there facing him against the wall was the Naked Barbie Army. The ones whose heads had been removed had their heads in their laps. It was freakin creepy. He came back to bed wondering out loud if there was something wrong with that girl. So I guess Vit should be ok until she gets that Army of the Dead thing tableau made out of barbies LOL

Centipedes

Gross huh? 

I was over at Zoe's place and she was talking about battling the huge mutant spiders in the loo. It was my opinion that the centipedes here are wayyyyyy grosser than a spider. So here is a picture taken from some site on the interwebby thingy of a centipede in all it's disgusting glory.

I had never seen one of these monsters until I moved to Hamilton and OMG I hate them. I know they are supposed to be beneficial eating spiders, flys etc etc but they are just so nasty I kill them wherever possible. This , btw, is a picture of a dead one, you have to imagine all those legs spread out making it look three times bigger. *shudder*

Hell thy name is Hamilton

So it has been raining and off since Friday night. Except for this morning when it was SNOWING, yes snowing - great big fluffy Christmas card flakes. Of course, since I live in the incredible leaking townhouse, this place has been leaking like a sieve in various and sundry places. God I need to move because I'm really really starting to hate this fucking place.

I got through a huge pile of stuff on Friday - packing away winter stuff, sorting out books to keep and books to donate and finding more garbage than you can shake a stick at. Now I just have the other half of stuff to get through LOL. Then I can wash floors, walls, windows and laundry found under beds and sofas LOL.

Spring cleaning

I'm being a bad bad mommy today and I'm letting Katie stay home from school. She had three tests yesterday so there won't be any today so I figure I'll let her have a kinda long weekend. Who am I kidding? I"m spring cleaning and dammit I need the help LOL. She leaves for her dad's tonight for the weekend and I want to get as much of this done as possible so I can give her her allowance BEFORE she goes to her dad. Since it's going to be a big clean up, I'm planning on giving her more money than usual, it will make her a very happy camper.

In other news, I got a call from Jamie's probation officer AND his lawyer - both of them looking for Jamie because he didn't show up for his scheduled probation appointment. *sigh* he is SO going to end up in juvie.

I called my mom this week as her birthday was on Monday. Her and dad are back from Florida and my dad is leaving on Wednesday for Scotland. It's going to be my great-uncle Donald's birthday, he's turning 90 next week and my dad wants to be there to celebrate it with him. My mom is looking forward to him being gone for a couple of weeks - she says this is HER vacation LOL. Since Dad's stroke, he's been kind of a handful for my mom and this will be the first time they've been apart for any length of time since his stroke three years ago.

Anyway, the broom and vacuum are calling me.

Ranting again....

Sorry to be ranting again. I've been really cranky for the last little while and I've been kinda snappy but omg I saw something last night that just gets my goat you know?
I was in the grocery store for just a couple things and there I am minding my own business when this unholy shrieking begins. You've all heard that sound - the sound of a small child having a tantrum. Thank goodness mine are too old for that but ohhh I know the sound. So I round the aisle and there is a 4 possibly 5 year old laying in the middle of the aisle having a kicking screaming temper tantrum because (from what I could understand between tears, screams and shrieks) Mommy wouldn't buy this little princess the cereal she wanted. Mommy is standing there saying "Now come on honey" and "keep that up and you are going to have a time out" AAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
I don't know about you but I would NEVER have tried that on my mother. My little behind would have been sore and then my mother would have to told me to stop snivelling and walked away from me. Of course it's now politically incorrect to spank your kids and from what I can tell, the parents have lost control.
Everyone I know (my age) had corporal punishment and it doesnt seem to have twisted our psyches. Maybe I'm old fashioned but I don't think a swat on the behind is going to irreperally damaged your child - I'm not talking beatings here, I'm talking correction and discipline. I mean for gods sakes, if you don't have control when they are 5 it's not going to get any better when they are 15.
I find it strange in the years since it became unacceptable to spank your children - violent crime has gone up, kids are killing kids, gangs are on the rise and there are more serial killers than ever before in history. Is this all co-incidental? Maybe , maybe not.
By the way, Mommy got the little princess the cereal she wanted and the little "angel" popped up from the floor all smiles and started skipping down the aisle ahead of her mother.
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

Pet Peeves and Ponderings

I was thinking last night about all the little things that just bug the hell outta me and I thought "what the hell" and decided to share them with you LOL.

If you have a big dog- big being anything larger than knee high - and you are walking said dog and you KNOW that your dog acts like a frigging werewolf please get off the damn sidewalk!! Don't make me walk on the grass around you because I'm afraid your mutt is going to sink its teeth into me.

Why do hotdogs come in packs of twelve and buns in packs of eight??? What kind of marketing ploy is that?

Why do people put on their turn signal just before they make their turn?? Why not indicate some distance before you actually reach the place you want to turn?

How do socks multiply in the laundry? I swear to gawd they start out as pairs and then once they come out of the dryer there are always one or two spare socks that don't match anything. Do they breed??

Are commercials getting more and more stupid or am I just getting cranky in my old age?

Why do teenage boys have to have their pants hanging off their asses? Don't they know that they look like an unmade bed? I don't want to KNOW what kind of drawers they have on. Oh and by the way boys, in the summer if you are wearing those big baggy shorts DO NOT wear boxers and then sit with your legs wide open - you are giving the world a view that they would just as soon do without *shudder*

Why do non-smokers think they have the right to walk up to a smoker who isn't in a non-smoking place and berate them? It's just rude. If said smoker is standing under a no smoking sign and blowing the smoke in your face, go for it but other than that, give it a rest ok?

I'll probably think of more the instant I hit publish but these are the ones getting on my nerves right now, dammit LOL

Rant time

I've noticed something recently - something disturbing. It seems to be open season on the overweight. Everywhere (well not everywhere but you know what I mean) people seem to be taking pot shots at anyone who weighs more than 100 lbs. Men going on and on ad nauseum about "fatties" and "fat chicks" and women talking about how other women are just lazy and disgusting.

When did it become fashionable or acceptable to make fun of or humilate the overwieght? We are all so programmed by television and print media into believing that we should all look like skinny 16 year olds that NORMAL people with all bumps and lumps of living are looked down on and ridiculed.

I've thought I was fat all my life - I look back at the photos of me when I was a teenager and wonder how I ever thought I was fat. I wish I had that figure today but I KNOW that I have an unreasonable idea of what my body should look like. I know it's unreasonable because I can look at my family and see that none of my family is supermodel tall or thin. We are sturdy, round faced, kinda short with broad shoulders so why did I long to be 5'10, skinny and lithe? I've tried really hard to give my daughter a good body image so that she would like her body and not have unreasonable expectations of it. Jamie used to try to hurt Katie by telling her that she was fat and I'd be all over him for it. Potsie couldn't understand why I was so adamant that he never tell her something like that, he just couldn't get it that she be happy with her body as it's the first step to the kind of self confidence you want your children to have. *sigh* men.

I'm so unhappy with myself at the moment because of my weight. I've been putting on weight because of some of the meds I take and with the back problems I've had I haven't exercised in a while. I've been trying to lose weight and I haven't been successful and I feel like a failure. BT says he loves ME and that it's just more of me to love. So maybe I'm being too sensitive about the weight issues I've noticed on the net and on tv or maybe not. What do you think?

Remembering

I was reading My Boyfriend is a Twat and Zoe was talking about early memories. So I thought I would drag up my earliest memory.

I have to give a little background. I was an early talker and had been babbling my parents ears off from about a year old. At the time of my earliest memory I was around 2 1/2 and the one thing I was late doing was giving up my bottle at night. My mom was putting me to bed with it with about a 1/2 inch of water in it - not exactly needed but I wouldn't sleep without it.

One night I wasn't feeling well and my mother gave me a baby asprin and put me to bed after putting the asprins up on a bookcase about 5' tall. A couple of hours later I came out of my room and asked my mom for "more candy". My mother was understandably confused until I showed her the bottle the candy came in. I had scaled the bookcase and eaten the entire bottle of baby asprins. So my mother called the hospital and tells the nurse on phone that I ate the whole bottle, the nurse then asked my mother how she knew I ate them all. My mother told her that I had said I had and the nurse didn't believe her that I could talk that well at my age. My mother just got fed up with her after that and decided that she needed to take me to the hospital.

I got the hospital and they decided to pump my stomach. Now for any doubters out there, if you've ever had your stomach pumped - you'd remember it too. LOL My mother said you could hear me shrieking about them sticking tubes into my nose for quite some distance away LOL. Seems I was highly indignant that they would do that to me.

Hours later when my mother was allowed to take me home, my mother had a flash of brilliance. On the way home, I asked my mother for my bottle and she told me that we had left it at the hospital and that we would have to go BACK and ask the doctor for it. I never asked for it again. Ever.

That is my first clear memory. What's yours?

There's a hole in my roof

As I mentioned before, this weekend was spent emptying every pot, bowl and bucket in the house because this place was leaking like a sieve. Yesterday, the roofing guys were here AGAIN trying to figure out why my place started leaking after they finished work on the roof. They have no idea by the way but they pulled up a bunch of shingles and replaced them, put down a new drip edge and some new membrane. Gawd, only knows if that will work but I have high hopes. They even told me that they will be coming back during the next rainfall to see if it's leaking again and if it's not, that they will be coming back after that to repair the damage that was caused. Of course I had no idea they were coming here yesterday so I had what Special K calls a big greasy bedhead and I was still in my jammies. Lovely. Nothing like having a house full of young men while you are looking like the creature from the black lagoon.

Arrrgggghhhhh

Okay I'm gonna try this again - Blogger has eaten two posts so far hence the arrrggghhh.

I haven't had much to post about recently and well to tell the truth I've been a bit lazy too.

Jamie called me yesterday to let me know that he went to court and he has to go back in a couple of weeks to make his plea. His lawyer tells him that he will be getting two years probation. He seemed quite proud of that so I'm guessing he didn't learn a thing from this. I suppose I should just be happy that he's still calling me to let me know that he's okay.

It was BT's birthday this weekend and he decided that since the time change happened on his b/day that he needed to have what he called a "birthday extravaganza" - basically a week long celebration where he gets whatever he wants and no one can argue. Katie and I gave him his b/day cards on Friday, along with a cake as Katie was supposed to going to her dad's place Potsie then calls Katie at like 10 pm on Friday to say he was working all weekend and he wouldn't be coming to get her. He didn't bother to tell ME, he just made the decision all by his little self. Do I sound annoyed? Good cuz I am. There won't be any more "favours" like that from me, he's taking advantage of my good nature at this point. I still can't believe he didn't even talk to me to ASK if I had other plans for the weekend.

On Sunday, Katie and I went to visit my friend Rowan and her hubby Mr. M. We had a really good time talking about things we used to do. We took along some things that Katie had outgrown and a minature sewing machine for Sam. it's an amazing little sewing machine - just like a full grown one complete with foot pedal made for kids. Hopefully Sam will get more use out of it than Katie did LOL. Rowan isn't too pleased with me cuz I'm planning on moving back to my hometown but I only moved here because of Potsie's work and it's still not HOME, you know? If I could pack up Rowan and her family and move them to Oshawa with me, I would. They are some of the best friends I've ever had but I really want to be closer to my family what with my parents into their 60's now and my grandma in her 80's, being three hours from my parents and an hour and a half from my grandma just seems too far away.

Anyhow, BT had a huge snit fit cuz I went to visit Rowan on HIS birthday and he's been very very pissy for the past couple of days. I asked him over and over to come with me and he didn't want to go anywhere. *sigh* I guess I shouldn't have gone on his birthday. Not one of my more brilliant moves.

The leak in the roof started again this weekend, in fact I had a waterfall at the front door - again. It looked like a cartoon in here with every pot and bowl being used to catch the water leaking from the ceilings on every floor right down to the basement.

Last night, Katie was surfin around the net here on my puter and then all of a sudden ***POOF*** is the sound the computer made and the whole thing shut off!! OMG I was convinced that somehow we'd fried the whole puter but thank goodness for BT's computer savvy. Turns out that somehow we had fried the power supply in the computer, so from the Graveyard of Obsolete Computers in the laundry room we pulled a working power supply and installed it. TA DA we have working computer. Good thing we have all those dead computers cuz I was panicing trying to figure out how I would pay for new parts.

I've been trying to get an appointment with my doctor to get some tests and stuff done. I've been putting on weight, getting hot flashes, night sweats and my legs are swelling from the knees down (even though I already take water pills). Think it could be the change? LOL I suppose it could be something else but I think I better find out.

Well I'm off to plow through the mountain of laundry I have here - if I'm not back by tomorrow send out the search party LOL.