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    February 28

    I really haven't been abducted by aliens....

    Because most of us have MSN as our homepages, I'm sure you at least glanced at this article. It's titled "Is this your soul mate?". Caught my attention. So, I went to have a peak. Hmm. Kinda interesting, and yet.... not. Says there are five questions to ask your potential soul mate to find out for sure. Even though I've probably found mine, I'm still not 100% positive I believe in them. What I do know is that, as I've stated before, Bryan and I are perfect for each other.

    However, sticking to the subject at hand. The questions.

    Question #1: “If your company gave one-year paid sabbaticals, what would you do for that year?” Hmmm... for starters, it's not like there would be alot of money, because I just don't make that much. And none of you probably do, either. So, let's change it to the good old standard: If you had a million dollars to spend in a year, without working, what would you do with your time? Seems to me that would get a better response. Doesn't it? I would make sure my bills were paid, then I'd travel. I'd take Bryan and we'd go meet each and every one of you who comment on our blogs. No matter where you live. But we wouldn't stay at your house, so you don't have to worry about cleaning it for us. Hell, we wouldn't even have to see your house if you didn't want us to, just meet up somewhere for drinks and dinner if that's all the time you wanted to put up with us. And because we had a million dollars, we'd even buy! I'd also spend at least a month with my parents. But when it's not so hot in Florida.

    Question #2: “Will you share an embarrassing moment with me?” What the hell kind of question is this to ask someone you're just starting to date? Do you really want to know what was the most embarrassing moment in someone's life? Or, because you'd have to reciprocate, would you want to share your  most embarrassing moment? I say NO. I think the "experts" could have come up with something better than this. Let's change this question to: What do you think  would be the most embarrassing thing that could happen to you?  That one I'll answer. I think it would be being the person of the moment at some big shin-dig, thinking you had to let a little "air" loose and then instead of air, it's substance. Yep, that would be a red face moment, to be sure.

    Question #3: “If your house were on fire, what’s the one thing you’d make sure to save?” Oh, this one is good. I think I'll keep it. Only it isn't one thing. It's two. And neither are "things". Things can be replaced, or at least fondly remembered. I'd make sure Bryan and Mac were safely out of harm. You all remember Mac, don't you? My golden retriever. Yep.

    Question #4: “What’s the biggest misperception people have about you?” I really don't think anyone has any misperceptions about me. I am exactly who I appear to be. Just depending on what day of the month it is, what mood I'm in, and who I'm around would be the only deciding factors of which part of my personality shines thru. I am mature with childlike qualities and I'm the nicest bitch you'll ever meet. I'm also a very intelligent airhead. I think you all know this about me. I think anyone who has met me for more than an hour knows this about me.

    And finally...

    Question #5: “What’s the one life experience you want a do-over on?” There are some things I wish would have had a different outcome, but in the long run.. nothing. And the things I wish were different, it's mostly material things, so do they really matter? I mean, let's face it.. it's what we've done that make us who we are. Would I be the person I am today if anything in my past was done differently? I don't want to know. Because whatever it was, it led me to where I am. And I'm happy now.

    Anyway, I don't think any of these questions amount to a hill of beans in deciding if the person you're asking them to is your soul mate. Nothing beats the way you feel when you're with another person. If your gut is going rumble rumble and you're feeling nauseous, then I don't think you should spend any more time than necessary with that person. If your toes tingle and your heart races and you find yourself getting a giddy feeling... hang on to that person. Or go get a check-up, lol.

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    Weather here is great. Supposed to get a thunderstorm today (Wednesday), but we'll see if it hits us. Snow is all gone. Temps have been in the 40's and 50's with sunshine every other day for at least a couple hours, so no complaints in that department from me.

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    Work is work...  thought we lost two employees last week. One was recalled to active duty in the Marines. He went for his physical, supposedly was flown to San Diego and then while waiting for the bus to take him to  Camp Pendelton, he was informed to get on a plane and get back to St Louis. Guess his lawyer got him out of having to go back. Third shifter, so even tho he wants to cut back to 3 days a week now, it's all good. The other one was a shock to us all... the kid seemed to have a good head on his shoulders. He came in to get his check Friday, about a half hour before his shift, made the comment he had to go home and change his shirt and he'd see us at 2. Just before 2 he calls and says he's not coming back, that he's quit. Talk about being ball-less! Whatever.

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    Have yourselves a great day. Maybe it won't be another week before I find something to write about again.

    February 20

    *smile*

    HAPPY BIRTHDAY

    BRYAN

    February 20, 1965

    Let These Be Your Desires

    Kahlil Gibran

    Love has no other desire but to fulfill itself

    But if your love and must needs have desires,

    Let these be your desires;

    To melt and be like a running brook

    That sings its melody to the night,

    To know the pain of too much tenderness,

    To be wounded by your own understanding of love

    And to bleed willingly and joyfully

    To wake at dawn with a winged heart

    And give thanks for another day of loving

    To rest at the noon hour and meditate loves ecstasy

    To return home at eventide with gratitude

    And then to sleep with a prayer

    For the beloved in your heart

    And a song of praise upon your lips.

     

     

     

    February 19

    Stupid is as Stupid writes...

    From: Me

    Date: Feb 14, 2007 1:52 PM
    HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY!

    From: mr wonderful

    Date: Feb 15, 2007 11:56 AM
    yyea whats so happy about fucking happy about it?

    From: Me
    Date: Feb 15, 2007 10:14 AM
    it's an expression, not a commandment, geesh!
    chill out, dude

    About the texting, Alex says he's cut way back on it. I haven't checked the bill recently. Bryan was going to add unlimited texting to Alex's phone, don't know if he has yet.

    From: mr wonderful

    Date: Feb 15, 2007 12:17 PM
    instead of puninshing him you kiised his ass

    From:Me
    Date: Feb 15, 2007 10:28 AM
    excuse me?
    you are in a real shitty ass mood today, it's quite obvious - between what you're writing me and the post you just put up...
    are you trying to start a fight?

    From: Mr wonderful

    Date: Feb 15, 2007 12:33 PM
    me naaaa im in a great mood you just dont now how to play and your the one who needs to think twice on what going on in your world mine is fine busy taking care of MY 4 children tiered and slap happy but not shitty mood im just havung fun

    From: Me

    Date: Feb 15, 2007 10:38 AM
    and just why do I need to think twice about what's going on in my world?

    Final Message

    Mr Wonderful:

    well it hard when one says no and the other just does what the kid wants to spoil him cause they are not there to deal with the reality !

    This is the actual, untouched record of the messages that were exchanged the other day. Well, I deleted his name, tho I don't know why. Maybe just because y'all have come to hold such a special place for Mr Wonderful.

    Bryan looked at this and asked:"Is this what is the norm for MySpace? Or is it just the way he writes?"

    It's the way he writes.

    He doesn't think. Either before he writes anything, or before he opens his mouth.

    Don't ya just love how he writes MY 4 kids.  He's let the oldest one stay with him. Not at my request. The youngest one asked to live with him only because he was where the kid wanted to be, not because of any preference for him. His own kids he sees every other weekend, or...rather, they come to stay at his place, but he's usually working. However, he'd have you believe he's the only parent any of them have and he's not only doing it on his own now, but always has been. Whatever.

    February 17

    Pieces of nothing...

    Thought I'd share little pieces of nothing of import with y'all. You know.. just some random bitching and other shit.
     
    First bit of nothing that will not change your life: The Mouth That Ate St Louis called off work earlier this week - an hour before she was supposed to show. The requirement is 3 hours advance notice. Her excuse? No babysitter because school was called off due to the weather. Well, let's see why that pisses me off, shall we??? School was called off by 5pm the previous day!  She's also called off for her third shift tonight. So, despite the fact I went in at 8am this morning and was supposed to work until five, then off until 2pm Monday..  grrr! I left at 2pm and am going back in in an hour (that would be ten pm, for those of you who have no idea what time it is as I'm writing this, lol) until five or six tomorrow morning. Then I changed the schedule for Monday and took her off, putting myself on for third that night instead.  I know she'll be calling off, so might as well have it covered in advance. It isn't so much I mind pulling a third now and then, just not after I've worked in the morning.
     
    Second bit of pretty much useless stuff:  The Storm has informed B that she doesn't want that woman driving the truck because her name is on it. He took some candy over to his daughter and the grandgirls yesterday, at which time the lovely woman *cough* *hack* *gag* informed him that her lawyer suggested she call and report the truck stolen while I have it at work. Two or three things completely wrong with her little idea. #1- that would be filing a false police report, and I think that's something you get arrested for, or at least fined. #2- I work at a gas station, for crying out loud! Cops are our friends. And the cops where I work know I've been driving that truck since last December. Dah. Then, of course, there's #3- when you're in the midst of divorce proceedings and you want to come across as the victim, why would you deliberately stir up trouble?? Wouldn't it be more in her best interest to be docile?
     
    A third bit of stupid shit you might find amusing. I told y'all that I have a MySpace account so I can keep in contact with my son and his friends, right? For those times when we don't want to run around with a phone to our ears or whatever, or to just drop a note here and there. Anyhow, Mr Wonderful also has one. He even has a picture of himself on it (I don't.. I use pics similar to what I use here). And under interests, he has listed sex as one of them. The only people on the friends list I have are my kids, step kids, and a couple real life friends. I personally know everyone on my list. Not so on his... Anyway.... all that bullshit aside...  on Valentines Day I sent out a post to the people on my list (of which he's one of them, for now anyhow) wishing them a happy V Day. He replied back the next day, wanting to know "whats so happy fucking happy about it?" This led to a somewhat amusing bit of back and forth messaging. Maybe when I have more time, I'll post the banter.  The gist of it all was that he wanted to pick a fight with me over how my son is using his phone...  the phone Bryan and I pay for. When I informed him I wasn't going to be taking the phone away from him, the conversation came to an abrupt end. The timing also coincided with the time the boy got home from school.  It just amused me that even though I've left him, am living hundreds of miles away, he still wants to fight with me. This, despite the fact he wants us to be friends. Whatever, dude.
     
    And finally, a fourth bit of bitching. It's shitty outside again. We got the second wave they were predicting. Not real bad.. just a little snow, some blowing, whatever. It still sucks. At least the temp went up 2 degrees from the time I sat down here an hour ago. Still not above freezing, but according to Weatherbug forecast, we're supposed to be seeing 50 on Monday!  Yay!!
     
    Now, a note to anyone who might give a shit. Tuesday, the 20th, is Bryan's birthday. Feel free to drop over to his site and wish him a happy one if you get the chance. LOL, but don't mention you found out here.
     
    Okay, time for me to go throw my uniform on and get set for a long night. Yay.
    February 15

    So, we had a storm, again...

    Was talking with a co-worker yesterday about the weather. Tuesday was nasty.. icy sleety snowy.. and windy. Let's not forget the wind. And the fact that when the snow began, it was falling so fast and furious that as soon as you shoveled a couple feet, whatever you had shoveled was covered again. It was almost pointless to even try. However, by Wednesday morning the roads were pretty much passable in most places. At least around here. As I've mentioned to a couple people, the "official" tally for us was 6". I don't see it - except in the drifts, maybe. I don't think we got hit as hard as other areas of the country, nor as hard as was predicted. Supposedly another wave is due to hit Saturday. We'll see.

    Anyhow, while co-worker and I were talking, I mentioned that overall I didn't think it's been a bad winter for us. We've had one major storm a month since December, and I think that one was the worst. She, however, begged to differ. According to her, this is what winters were like when she was a kid. Not being from here, and this being my first Missouri winter, I don't know. She claims that the last few years have been incredibly mild with very little snow.

    This has been worse than what I recall last winter being like in Detroit, but not the worst winter ever by any standard. The cold hit us in mid-January and has been pretty much our companion since then (been a few 40 degree days tho), but I still don't think it's been bad. Here. I know I've bitched about being cooped up and all, but that happens every year around this time. The worst case of the winter blahs hit a couple years ago when we got back from 10 days in Florida... leaving 80+ in Orlando and arriving in Detroit to barely 20 degrees, snow, and what became the annual basement flooding of the old house. It seemed like forever before Spring came that year.

    Back on track. Realistically, I still don't believe it's been a hard winter. For us. Here in the St Louis metro area. Yes, other areas of the country have been hit rather hard recently.. like within the last few days. But really... one blizzard does not make for a bad winter. It makes for a bad few days. Even two or three blizzards don't make for a bad winter.

    When I was a little girl, I seem to recall the snow coming in early November and remaining until a January thaw, soon to be replaced by new snow a week or two later. That snow lasted until the end of March, at the earliest. I'd say it's only in the last 15-20 years or so that winters have become mild.

    This year, even if co-worker is right and this hasn't been such a mild winter, it's not at all what I think of as bad. There hasn't been even one day the weather has kept me from getting to work, although a couple co-workers have used it as an excuse to stay home a few times, as recent as yesterday when 2 of them claimed they couldn't make it.

    I remember the roads being covered in ice at least 2" thick. For at least 2 weeks, and then thawing in patches. I remember one time making the drive from where we lived into Saginaw, a 30+ mile drive, with the snow plowed off to the sides of the road in piles over 10 feet tall making it feel like you were driving in a roofless tunnel. I remember building snow forts that lasted all winter long, and winters lasted from November thru March. 

    Anyhow, I'm sticking with my version of this winter. It ain't been so bad. At least, so far.

    *hoping I haven't inflicted the wrath of vengeance or anything... tempted the fates, whatever*

    February 14

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    ~Happy Valentine's Day~

    To all of you

                                                                

    February 12

    Dr Jeckyl, Mr Hyde has entered the building...

    You know, all I can say is thank God Bryan lived with someone way worse than I'm capable of being, because it seems to me I've just been Queen Bitch lately. Any other man would probably have kicked my ass by now, lol. I don't know what it is! Seriously. It's not PMS. I do know that. Is it perimenopause? Or could it quite possibly be weather related? Anyone else feeling particularly bitchy/cranky/irritable lately?
     
    We here in the land of many caves, land of Twain, have not had a difficult winter. Really. A couple storms, but over soon enough. Even the cold spell that hit the country wasn't as bad as elsewhere. Single digit temperatures have been quite rare, if any. Low double digits, but still above zero. There's been no snow that has lasted more than a week, except for a spattering here and there where the sun doesn't shine. And there have most likely been as many, or near as many, sunny days as gloomy doomy days. Yet, it's winter. Even when the sun shines, it's so far away that it's not the same as any other time of the year. Winter sucks.
     
    I wonder if it's all in my head. Just that it's winter is annoying. I would never have made it as a pioneer, out in the middle of nowhere, literally snowed in for months at a time. I would have killed anyone around me just for looking at me. Just because I was tired of their voice. Just because. And I wouldn't have felt guilty or bad until Summer. Even then, with the sun warming things, the grass greening up, trees in full bloom, animals frolicking in the fields...  nah, that always gives me warm fuzzies. So, nope, guess I wouldn't have felt anything.
     
    Or, maybe what's got my goat this time is that there's a freezing rain warning out for Monday morning, followed by a winter advisory or warning or something for the rest of the day into Tuesday. And it's ruined my plans to go buy the big guy a gift. And, too, I'll be worrying about him driving to work, driving to his second job, driving home. As for me, I have the day off and if I can't go into the city to shop, I'll be pissed, but there's no other reason for me to be on the roads. So I can just sit around the flat. And look at the same walls I've been looking at for the last three months (the two months before then I was able to sit outside, go for walks, etc..). Going to work doesn't count as getting out. Because even there it's the same walls. The same people. I love them, but ....  
     
    I hate, hate, hate this time of year. Winter has been here too long and Spring isn't in any  hurry to make it's presence felt. I feel cooped up , trapped, stifled, and just bitchy. And I hate feeling bitchy. I hate being bitchy.
     
    There. Maybe just writing about it will help.
     
    But I doubt it.
     
    *we didn't get the freezing rain; in fact, it hit 40, but we're still under winter advisory. I was able to go shopping! yay!*
    February 07

    Not like last year....

    As Valentine's Day approaches, I must say that this is the first one ever that I'm actually looking forward to. Not that I'm expecting any great gift . . .  I already have the best I could have, and we have no great romantic plans (I think we're both working that night). Or maybe it's just that I'm not not  looking forward to it. If that makes sense. Afterall, I have become a giant mush-person since Bryan entered my life. It's all sentimental and mushy romance and gooey gooey all the time now. Almost disgusting.

    We were watching The Class last night (it was recorded). Richie and Lina had their first fight, and in the midst of it Lina smiled and said that they were having their first milestone in their relationship. I put it on pause and looked at Bryan and said "what gives? we've been together five months and haven't had a fight yet. How are we supposed to have make-up sex if we never fight?" This led to a brief discussion on whether a couple incidents in the past have been near fights. Nope. More like discussions of a serious nature. We don't fight.

    He says him and the Storm didn't fight. It was more like him sitting by quietly while she had one explosion after another, cutting away at him like a knife. That woman is Evil incarnate. I'd like her to rot away into a pile of forgotten dust to be blown away because of the way she treated him. Seriously, no person should ever treat another human being the way she treated him. However, it does make him appreciate me more than I deserve, so I can't be completely filled with hate for her. Just mostly.

    On the other side of the spectrum, me and Mr Wonderful had enough fights for a lifetime. We never had a civilized conversation. Ever. By the time I'd been living with him five weeks  we'd had so many fights I'd packed up my things and was going to leave at least twice. Then he cried and I stayed. Don't even wanna re-visit that. He could make himself cry at will. But I didn't know that then. The thing is, we fought so much and over such ridiculous things, that at the end I just gave up and quit. The last year we were together we were barely speaking....  well, I was barely speaking. Why bother when every word you say is going to be twisted and turned against you?

    Anyhow, at the end of our brief discussion we came to the conclusion that fighting is way over-rated. We don't let things bottle up. We don't accuse. We're both sarcastic by nature, and as much as that can be a hindrance in some couples, it works for us.  I honestly believe that because we spent so many months corresponding, before meeting in person, we know each other on a level that few people know another. Then, too, if there really is such a thing as a soul mate, we've found ours. We truly complement each other. And compliment often, as well, lol.

    So, as Valentine's Day approaches. . . my gift was given to me on July 23rd, 2006, when I opened the door to that hotel room in Indy and saw him standing there, waiting for me. My love. My Bryan.

    See? I'm just mushy mushy disgustingly sentimental. Sometimes I wonder who this nice person is who took over my mind. Talk about Attack of the Pod People! Oy Vey! Pollyanna took over mine!

    February 05

    The Word Warrior Speaks, lol...

    I took an IQ test. Scored 126. Impressive, yes, but not overly so by any means. Bryan, naturally, got higher. Thank God, lol...  it would have been a major cut to his sometimes fragile ego had I scored higher. His was in the 140 range. Anyhow, checking my alternate e-mail account this evening I found a missive from Tickle informing that because of my "high IQ" I qualified to get a free full report instead of just the little teaser they give you at the end. Yes, Bryan had to check his e-mail to see if he received the same, but for some reason he didn't. Don't know why. Maybe he'll get his tomorrow. Or maybe they did it randomly, who knows? Anyway, it was pretty darn neat.

    According to the teaser I'm a "word warrior".

    You are equipped with a verbal arsenal that enables you to understand complex issues and communicate on a particularly high level. These talents make you a Word Warrior.Whether or not you recognize it, your vocabulary is your strongest suit—use it whenever you can.Since your command of words is so great, you are also a terrific communicator — able to articulate big ideas to just about anyone. Your wordsmithing prowess will also help in artistic and creative pursuits. The power of words translates to fresh ideas off paper too.

     

    Because of the way you process information, these are just some of the many careers in which you could excel:

    • Writer
    • Translator
    • Publisher
    • Attorney
    • Poet
    • Politician
    • Journalist
    • Lecturer

    Whoodathunk? Here's how it broke down... okay, probably only interesting to me, but what the hell... this is all about me, right?

     

    Your Mathematical Percentile
    70th percentile

     

    Your Visual-Spatial Percentile
    70th percentile

     

    Your Linguistic Percentile
    100th percentile

     

    Your Logical Percentile
    60th percentile

    I like doing these kinds of tests. Not to prove I'm smart or anything, I don't need a test to tell me how smart I may or may not be based on the answers given by a percentage of people. I like to do it because it keeps my brain working. My one greatest fear is Alzheimers Disease, or just good ol' senility. Studies have been done proving that if you keep your mind alert and active it won't desert you in your later years. My body has already started to do things I'd rather it wouldn't have done, I don't want to lose my mind, too.

    Anyway...

    Again, it's late or early, whichever your body's timetable adheres to... mine is asking why I'm not in bed snuggled under the blankies...  so, this is the best I could come up with for now. Got something brewing in my head, though, so might maybe possibly write more much later today. Can you believe it's February??

    Take care, have fun... but behave!

    February 01

    nuttin' honey, just some o' this and some o' that

    I've made a new space, see "Hazel". It's where I post funny stuff and jokes I get in e-mails. I'll be posting pictures there sometimes, too. Just in case you need a laugh. Yeah, it might be something you've seen or read before, but what the hell.  If you're on my e-mail list, you might get it that way, too...  or not. I don't forward all the good stuff.
     
    And speaking of e-mails... I sent it out to all my friends in Michigan, but just in case you're reading this and you aren't in my address book...watch your ass on all state highways and interstates this month. If you want the whole  listing of the highways the cops will be concentrating on, e-mail me with the request and I'll send it on to you.
     
    Patty sent me a link to a set of pictures showcasing the great lakes shores and harbors. It's great. Even if you're not from Michigan, they're really nice. They made me nostalgic.
     
    Not much going on. Work is work. Home is wonderful. Life is good. I'm just so looking forward to spring. February might be the shortest month on the calendar, but it seems like the longest of the year.
     
    Movie reviews: 
    The Breakup: good, not great.
    Little Miss Sunshine: alot better than I thought it would be, not what I expected. Pretty good.
     
    Okay, maybe I'll find something interesting to write about tomorrow. I have the day off and no big plans, so I'll most likely be doing some reading on the good ol' net. Bound to find something that will make me go "grrr".  Until next time, y'all behave but have fun!