Halloween at Work!

Only two of us decided to wear clothes! I was thinking I'd be the only one brave enough! So I brought my costume for work in a bag.
When I saw my other co worker dressed as a bronco fan (she wore pajamas and a hat with slippers so at least "SOME effort" was put forth. So I put mine on! The hat is huge and kinda heavy though so not sure I'll make it the whole 12 hour day! We'll see! four hours down... 8 to go! Then we're partying tonight! Wahoooooo! What shall I wear to tonights bar party? Hmmmmmmmm.....

Happy Halloween and Lucky Let Go's

Last weekend was a costume party for this years Halloween Gathering. Mike and I decided last minute that we'd go. We weren't sure what to do for costumes.

While I was at work, I had people emailing me ideas of things I could manage in little to no time. I was considering re enacting the costume I'd done when I was 5 years old and dressing as Boy George again! But I didn't have enough odd stuff and I couldn't find leg warmers! So that was a no go.

Mike was at hom eand my sister and mother were there. They pulled out a tub of costumes and halloween stuff and he found an indian costume that ws min eyears ago. It fit him. He decided to go with that. My sister Mandi found a long black wig - She split it down the middle and braided the two ends. She just happened to have leather strings and an extra feather to add to the end of it. He was set!

I had some leather strap up costume boots that matched (left over from a gay cruise costume party a few years back!) They fit too!

Now it's my turn! I decided to go with my version of Green Lantern. I had the t shirt, and also just so happened to have green tights in my size (Also left over from gay cruise party) that I hadn't worn yet.

We'de been thinking this would be my costume but I didn't find a mask in any of rht estores we went to. Just a simple mask would have been fine but we coudln't find one like the super heroe's wear. So Mike came up with the idea of using black face paint. It worked pretty well.

I had green boots from yet another party (thanks Carl) when I was one of many "Hairy God Mothers" my color was GREEN of course at that time too so it worked out for me!

We got all dressed up after I got home from work and headed out to drop off a costume at my friend Liz's house so her man could be a priest and Mike was driving us through the neighborhood and we get pulled over for not ompletely stopping at one of the stop signs.

As the deputy lights' us up we pull over and Mike is kind of freaking out but I'm giggling. Chances are I might know this guy since I dispatch him and even if not... we're in full costume! HAHAHAH!

Mike gets the paperwork out and his ID and stuff as the deputy walks up the the side of the car cautiously! Mie's window is down and we hear "Of all nights to get pulled over eh!?" I think this was more of a generic thing for him to say to hear us talk I guess. Mike says "yeah" back and holds out his info for the oficer.

The guy uses his flashlight to glance in as he stoops down a bit to peer in the car and then he does a double take. He sees our costumes and he starts laughing. HARD! He waves off Mike's hand holding out the paperowk and identification and he says "Oh hell put that shit away!" he keeps laughing and he yells back to us as he's walking back to his car "Watch those stop signs guys it's a $150 fine!" was both kind of "chime" the words THANK YOU in unison!

Mind you we were pretty cautious the rest of the night!

PS - we took this picture just afterward because I calle dmy work to find out who the deputy was - they said he's laughing so hard! then my supervisor asked me "So which one of you is pocahontas!?" Mike was pissed he forgot his war paint so they knew he was a male indian They taped the picture to the deputy's locker at work!

13 TIMES!?!?!

My daughter will kill me if she finds this blog!

She's 13 and in a few weeks will be 14. She's the smartest kiddo I've ever met. She's also someone who still acts her age when you get to know her so it's hard to tell if she's going to handle stuff older than someone her age - or act her age. But like most parenting... it's a guessing game.

No matter HOW she handles things she's the light of my life and I miss her so much!

I say I miss her because she's decided she doesn't want to come home and live with me for a while.

It kills me to think she would be unhappy with me... anyway the reasons are many and diverse - we get along great I think ... but she doesn't agree so that's not fun!


Anyway I'm writing to share that after over a week she's conversing with me on text messages as of about ten minutes go and it's not the end of everything with this stuff but I have tears welling up because it's more than just me texting into thin air. AND we've been discussing the books we're reading. She is reading the book Twilight for the thirteenth time! 13 TIMES!?!?!?!? It's good but I couldn't possibly read tit that many times! She's read all four books in the series multiple times now. I told her then that I wouldn't brag about reading up to about page 200 on the second one in the series! LOL She laughed but asked how I liked it. It was back and forth conversation. I'm glad and grateful for every word!


Oh I've missed my baby girl! And still do. But I love hearing from her! I'm glowing!

The Ol' "Switch-a-roo"

I live in a 3 bedroom, 3 bathroom house that I share with my younger sister Mandi (29) my daughter Shayla (13), my boyfriend Mike and we have a mini wiener dog named Lunar. The house is only about a mile away from where my mother lives and just 4 miles from the house I lived in as a kid.

Well when we moved in originally I needed my sister to be my room mate and was hoping she'd give in since I couldn't afford to rent the house on my own but knew we'd be great room mates. She actually saw the house we ended up renting and fell in love with it. The price, size and location were all just right so we checked it out and decided to go for it. Deal was that my sister and my daughter could have the two upstairs rooms and I would have the smaller downstairs room. We'd share the two living rooms and the kitchen was lacking in storage space but would do well for us all size-wise.

We've now been there for just over two years and it's still a cute house and it's served us well.

My room though was small. The closet was the smallest closet I've seen and I had to utilize shelves as clothing storage in addition to my huge dresser (which I got from Stevie a number of years back! Thanks Stevie! Remember showing the kids the secret hiding place for such things as bags of "nails"?!) and the small closet itself was jammed full of hanging clothes.

When it became apparent that Mike would be moving in with us my sister made the comment that she'd switch rooms with us. She had the the master bedroom. Not only did it have an entire wall of closet space. It also had the entrance for the bathroom and shower from within the room. AND it's a larger space! PERFECT!

We've been planning to switch rooms for months! At one point my sister and I planned to swap rooms prior to Mikes move so it'd be done. Then we planned to do the swap while he was in town. THEN we decided that we'd need to wait until we had time to do it right. No "half-assing" it.

We did it this last weekend and it went pretty well. Mandi's new smaller room is only part of the transition. On the same level of her new room is her bathroom complete with shower, and also a small family room with the laundry closet stocked with full sized side-by-side washer and dryer. So she's been VERY excited about moving down there. She plans to use the spare family room as her crafts room. It's pretty open to the rest of the house but it's a nice place where she can arrange the flowers when she's being the florist for weddings or holidays or school dances. She can do her sewing and crafts down there but mainly it gives her a nice space with good light for painting. Mandi's been doing painting for years. She was the featured artist even at a small down town sandwich shop in Denver for a month. She also donated work for our art auction hosted by our friend Carl as a fundraiser for my daughters Australia trip.

All in all we'll all benefit from the move in so many ways.... well, maybe except for Mandi's loss of sleep.

See, now she's directly below us. That's right. Our bed and Mandi's bed are only separated by the floor. So night before last I realized in the heat of the moment (Now I'll be singing that all day! This is the heat of the moment...) that my bed is friggen noisy. We'd made sure when Mike was piecing it together that it would not hit the wall. But what we didn't notice so much in past adventures was that the springs creak and moan and the bed frame itself can be forced to moan and creak.

We try to be quiet... but....

... not always easy!

Laughing DURING a session of hot love (LOL) is normal anyway because sex is fun and entertaining a lot of the time. But I was chuckling because I felt bad that my poor sister was down there rethinking the move.

I hope she's REALLY glad about her new craft area! And easier access to her bathroom and the new chandeliers we worked together to hang.... Which she says do not swing from the ceiling when those odd noises were being made!

Poor girl! HAHA! I think we're getting a new bed here pretty soon. I think Mandi might be starting a tradition of sleeping with her radio on. And Maybe ear plugs.

So you know those times when you are in bed and you should be sleeping but you’re too busy talking and laughing and sometimes wrestling around? And I mean it like seriously wrestling kinda some tickling and grabbing and well ok maybe even threats of biting? Yeah ok see … so you know what I mean! Ok good then… So last night Mike and I were doing that! I was tired and I think he was too but in all when we layed down we were full of chatter and laughs and talkness and we would wrestle a little then stop and then go again then stop and laugh a lot in between… So it got to the point where whenever I moved my arm he’d flinch for fear I was going to tickle him. Or something. So as you can see I’m training him to fear my every move. LOL Ok not really.

So I am sweet talking him and saying how he can trust me just let me move my arm around… he’s apprehensive and staying watchful and mindful of each slow movement of my arm rubbing up and down his side or on his chest and he trusted me! So I say “Awww babe you trusted me see and it was good” As I lean in to kiss him I move my arm up to his cheek and I accidentally and violently jabbed him in the eye with my thumb!

Oh my God! I’m such a doof! He forgave me… until I sliced his shin with my toe nails! He just might kill me! If I don’t "do him in" first!

Mandi Lisa!

Doesn't she look like Mona Lisa? Not sure maybe it's just me?

In Estes Park

thing is there's a river behind us!!! And all around the green trees - was bright vivid yellow trees and it looked so awesome with some red turning leaves in the mix... then I take a picture and kept getting just pictures of the green ones! HAHAAH! What a dork!

I wanna go back up there it was amazing! So pretty!

Here are som more fun pictures... I'm just learning how to post these things! I think it's easier than I'm making it! LOL

He's such a dude!

I love that we went to check out the fall colors changing in the Rocky Mountains... We stopped to hike... took some pictures and in nature... he heard nature's call! So I snapped a shot of it! LOL

Catch Me I'm Falling!

ok So I have the Man home... and things seemed to be going smoothly. Mike started his new job on Monday this week. It's a change from what he was used to doing when it comes to policies and time frames chargeable for jobs and such but he's still a technician working on the same type of vehicle's he's used to working on. So that's a good thing right!?

I'd been overwhelmed with the wonderful new man living with us - I also had my daughter home for the first time since he's lived with us (she's still adjusting but they get along great!) Then my daughter has her first high school dance ever Saturday night. She looked gorgeous. I did her hair! ha! She's in class - and I get a text message from her telling me she'd forgotten her lunch that day. Normally I'd run and grab her and take her to lunch - or drop her food off or even stay and eat lunch with her in the cafeteria. . . However I couldn't! (I didn't realize until hours later how much I COULDN'T) I had been doing Laundry, dishes in the dish washer and then I was scrubbing a pot from the sink that Mike had popped popcorn in the other night. It had burn marks in the bottom from the "old maids" or unpopped kernels. SO... I'm scrubbing and I noticed the water is filling up the sink on the side of the disposal.

I flip the switch for the disposal and it turns on. It sounds like it's working on something but the water is not going down. In fact it is now filling up the other half of the sink. So I think maybe something greasy is down there clogging it so I added some dish washing soap - (Palmolive -- "Look Madge I soaked in it")

Anyway - all that did was make the overflowed water soapy. Wahoooo! lol So I decide to give it a rest - I mean I AM doing laundry and running the dishwasher. I coudl lay off the kitchen sink for a bit right!? OK FINE!

SO I drop the pot back into the now half full and draining soapy sink. I'll wait. Only as I step away from the counter at the sink I realize my feet are in standing water! The kitchen is now filling the tile floor starting at the cabinet below the kitchen sink. Oh Hell!~!!!!!

I carefully fling the cabinet doors open and I start trying to get the contents of the cabinet out from underneath. I am throwing away saved empty grocery store and department store bags that are in fact filled now part way with water and flapping it into my face! My pajama pants were now soaking up like a sponge and almost wet up to my knees. So they're sticking to me and almost causing me to trip and slip on the floor. I'm gonna hurt myself AND someone else at this point!

I go down to the laundry closet and grab tons of towels - I lay them out in the kitchen and use them to help me clean out all the cleaning supplies from under the sink - the water has stopped making a larger puddle in the kitchen now but it's still a large mess.

I end up cleaning out the entire cabinet and throwing away things I've decided we haven't even seen for a year at least like a small plant holder and a watering pail that doesn't work too well without spilling (which is now full of water! I used it to water other plants! I'm green that way!) and some other useless stuff! I condensed the multiple bottles of "pet odor eliminator Fabreeze air fresheners" into one. I recycled the empty ones. The underside looks great now that I've dried it up and the odd thing is... I can't figure out what leaked. I used the disposal, I finished the load of dishes and laundry - nothing leaked even a little. Nothing looked cracked or broken.

So needless to say I couldn't take lunch to my daughter since I'd be on my hands and knees drying up and now doing a load of towels to boot!

THEN when it comes time to get out and pick my daughter up from school I get dressed, I grab my wallet - my keys..... um... My keys?.,.... where the hell did I put my keys? .... I narrow it down to either my sisters car in the door handle when we went to the haunted house the night before... OR.... My boyfriend Mike's car.... in HIS door handle when we'd gone out before that.... So I have no house keys and no car keys. AHHHH! BUT We have hooks in the closet for secret copies of the keys ! Thank goodness! I grab the one for the 2003 Saturn Vue! I run out the door now a bit too close to time for me to be making it to her school on time all the way across town. Ahhh! I intelligently leave the door for the house unlocked - I put the dog in his huge kennel - and I go to unlock the door for my car. NOPE!

Awwww hell - this is for the RED 2003 Saturn Vue! It's my sisters spare key! NOT MINE! I look at the spare tag and it says "red" - Darn it it IS her key! Where's MY Spare?

I know where it is! It's on my Mom's key chain! So I won't lose it! My MOM is all the way on the other side of the metro area for her Bowling league night! Dang it!

I call my younger sister Mandi and ask her to go pick up Shayla from school for me and explain why. I text Mike to see if he has my keys. No answer until he's already off from work because he's working so much he doesn't wanna get in trouble for being on his phone and stuff.

This is like the longest blog ever.

I got the kitchen cleaned up and the towels washed and the dishes put away and the daughter made it home and my sister even stopped by and grabbed some food for her to munch on since she'd missed out on lunch. The day was hectic! But we made it!

My Day did actually get even worse a few hours later... but I'm still here. It's been a rough week but you know what... My new man hasn't wavered. I say NEW man - he's been with me for some time now - but it's been a hectic first week and he's only held on tighter when he hugs me!

I'm lucky as hell!

Not sure how...

I need to figure out how to post more than one main picture in a blog but or now I'll share this interesting picture taken at the down-home-country-cookin-eatery known as the cracker barrel (which always makes me think of a barrel of white folks!)

But why do we bring out porcelain dolls with us to breakfast? (Shayla {my daughter} used to call them Porsha Lynn dolls which... even though she's all cute and innocent made me think total porn star! LOL)

Anyway these ladies I think were drug-filled-doll dealers... that's my theory!

4, 3, 2, 1 Earth below us... drifting, falling,,,

Today is the day! Today is the time I've hoped would happen or thought would NEVER happen and have actually thought about for years now. But mainly for the last year it's been something I thought might actually be possible.

Today I fly out to Washington's SEATAC Airport and get picked up by my BOYFRIEND Mike! We drive back home and snuggle together and then early in the morning we hop in the rented moving truck that is towing his Honda Accord as we drive half way (or so it seems) across the country (actually only through like 5 states or so) for a full day drive time (actually this one's close to true it's between 19-24 hours) to be spread out between tomorrow and Monday!!! I'm bringing my man home. He's got a new home and a new job and he starts on Wednesday. It's REAL!!!

It's no joke It's not JUST a dream. Yes I'm nervous! YES I'm excited. It's like it's too good to be true!

No! Seriously it does. They saying I'm "waiting for the other shoe to drop" is like the closest I can find to how I'm thinking. I don't recall the "first shoe" dropping but you know it's like something is too good or too wonderful. He's not Psycho, He's sweet He's funny and he's willing to leave his home for ME? ME? Hmmm~ And when I met him almost 3 years ago from online chat and then phone conversations he was not single & he lived out of state (which I said I'd NEVER DO again when it came to dating) so between those two it wasn't an option. He's hot as far as I'm concerned and he's hilarious. He said he wasn't happy in his relationship and I told him that's fine then get out of it on your own terms. (Which I thought he'd never do but I wouldn't admit I even liked him back until he was single and I wasn't going to hold it over his head I just stayed his friend)

Anyway My point is - through lots of crazy circumstances - we've gotten to today - the day we begin our life together. After living so far apart and being on the phone CONSTANTLY - flying multiple times back and forth and meeting family and friends and friends who ARE family we'll be together.

I feel guilty. I honestly should feel guilty for being part of the situation when he broke up with his ex. However his ex let me have it! He wrote this message to me on my Myspace page letting me know exactly what he thought of me! He slammed my parental ability and said I had a small penis (hahahah I loved that part) So he got to say what he wanted and I left it alone so I don't feel guilty about being a "home wrecker" anymore.

I do feel guilt over being the reason he's leaving his family and his friends! He's got this huge network of people who he's so close with! Friends he's grown up with! Family he's loved and hated but no matter what they've always been very close by when he needed them there. He's leaving them behind for me. for US! It's so romantical! (As Chi chi would say!)

So anyway I've lost sleep and had wretched dreams about this not working well. Or thinking I'll die on the plane or the plane will crash on my way out there. WTF?

OK this is more than enough rambling... can you tell I'm excited? He says I'm like a puppy! I think he's right! Wish me luck!

Holy Knock!?

This is hopefully something that I'm not the only one that it's happened to? But I have to share - It's about bed time last night, I'm geared up and ready for bed. I've spoken to Mike on the phone and wished him a goodnight! We talked about our day and our short countdown to when he comes home for good.

I'm home with only the pet dog Lunar for company. He's the mini wiener dog who lives with us and he hears everything. He hears a fly buzzing by in the other room, he hears people talking outside, and the cool thing is he always hears the door when someone is home trying to come into the house. AND he only barks if it's someone he truly doesn't know (And oddly normally only at straight males!? I think he has gaydar!)

So he (Lunar the super mini weeny!) is in my room with me. My sister/roommate Mandi is at practice until late. She is going out of town today so last night she met with a friend to trade house keys so her friend Nikki could take care of our dog and my Mom's dog while we're all out of town this weekend.

I turn on the monitor to watch some quickie porn before bed time. The dog is on my bed and by now he knows to ignore me when I'm doing so. Thank goodness.

So I 'm watching this homemade video close up of a guy with a live crotch - the guy on the monitor reminds me of Mike... so this is perfect and I'm kind of reveling in my new porn find. Wahooooo! In the background of the porno the hand held video catches the sound of a doorbell. I kind of laughed but the performers on my monitor didn't even react! I thought it was so funny to be sucking on something and filming it and the doorbell rings and you don't even react for fear you'll lose the mood for this porn.

So I find it entertaining and I "rewind" using the progress bar at the bottom of the porn window to go back to that part and I check to see if that's what the noise was ... sure as shit that's it! The soft distant doorbell rings again! HAHA! I thought how funny that the dog didn't jump because he jumps even when the doorbell on the TV is ringing and he looks out the blinds to see who's here or he jumps at the door. But this time ... NOTHING! Then again ... the guys on the monitor in the same scene also still didn't respond.

So I mentally move on and I'm watching and I'm getting to the point of no return when a dark figure ... an outline of a person with their hair all "bunned" up on top of their head is at my door which was already cracked open (so when my sister comes home the dog can run to her and intercept her before she comes downstairs and I can put away any evidence) and then the light reflects off the eyeglasses of my sister who is in fact IN MY ROOM! I'm sitting on the other side of my computer the only thing between her eyes and my junk is the computer monitor!!!!!!! AHHHHHHHHHHHH!

I do the "bend-in-half-cover-your-crotch" move and say this "GET OUT I"M MASTURBATING!" silently she realizes and does a silent spin and is out of eyesight and of my room in a millisecond. I close the door and look at the dog and he's looking at me like "Eh? What just happened?"

I put my everything away... turn of the computer - and I can't stop laughing. I'm so uncomfortable right now. I feel dirty and exposed and just "caught" in general. And What the hell happened to my watch dog? Damn! LOL

I put my pants back on and I walk out of the room and I yell into the rest of the house that I'm sorry. She can't see me from the kitchen and I can't see her but she replies off handed that it's fine and whatever... LOL Still so AWKWARD!!!!! Ahhhhh! Couple more weeks I'll be upstairs and you can hear the stairs creak before anyone can even get to my room so I should be fine! But seriously!?
Ok I know... too much info... but hey that's me! LOL My poor sister!