Need a check??????

That is a rhetorical question-not to be taken literally, but I'm having way too much fun writing Feb.29th on checks-I've tried to pay as many bills as I can and I think I crossed the line when I wrote a check for a snickers bar and coke. Only four more years to the next time! I haven't had this much fun since Friday the Thirteenth.

Just in case

Just in case, I have a near death experience-I don't care who gets notified other than my children. It's probably not a good idea to have my future ex and my boyfriend there at the same time. Please allow my kids to say good bye before you pull the plug and then do it. I don't want to be on machines for a long time. Donate all of my organs as you see fit. Ideally, I would like to be cremated, but I have three kids and if 2 of the 3 want me burried then so be it. I don't care what people do in a crisis situation. I KNOW my family loves me and that they are simply doing the best they can in a bad situation so I hope my family gives me the same leeway-I may not make the right decisions, I may not make the decisions that you would make but please know that I love each one of you more than simple words can say and that I am doing my best. I would like to say goodbye to each of my parents and all of my siblings-but I can't imagine anything more painful so I won't come back to haunt anyone if that doesn't get done. Siblings if you read this know that you are loved and always will be...

Screening process

I love the song that Kssn plays every week "Finally Friday"-it's a collection of sorts-touting the fact that it's finally Friday and everyone is ready for the weekend. I hope you and yours have a wonderful weekend. I'm going out to eat catfish Friday night with my mom and stepdad and the new boyfriend. If and only if this goes well, I might consider introducing him slowly to other members of the family. This sounds easy enough but my family can be a little intimidating-just given the sheer number of people involved, throw in spouses, add a couple of kids to each couple and you come up with a small army. A wonderful, loud army. No one has ever taught any of our little ones to be shy. There's nothing they won't say or do. They are small adults in children's bodies. I'm willing to bet my neices and nephews are preregistered to vote and can tell me what candidate I should vote for. And if anyone of them should think this guy is not worthy of me, I'll know within five minutes....gee wonder if I could get them to screen the boys Lauren and Beth date too.

Vote your way

Someone at work sent me this email to check out the site

www.votechooser.com

Turns out my favorite candidate is truly the one I should vote for. So try it for yourself.

Calling cards

So my lil' sis wants me to blog more...would be fine if I were in a decent mood but that's not the case so you'll have to blame the Birdrunner. Yesterday, I had the pleasure of working 15 hours-no that is not a typo-fifteen hours. Working was bad enough, but then I repeatedly had to make sure someone was picking up Lauren. Then she calls 20 times to make sure that someone is picking her up-did I mention that my cell phone minutes are being monitored? To top it all off I came home to a house that had been broken into. That sounds much, much worse than it is. Nothing that I know of was taken, but I HAD a beautiful bouquet of roses sitting in the middle of the kitchen table. Now those roses are shredded to bits. No note. Just a calling card of sorts. My call will be to my lawyer and those that are supposed to protect and serve.

Wondering?????

I'm wondering-how does a University president notify a parent that a child has been killed? Sorry, your child was in class too busy taking notes to dodge bulletts. Maybe he/she should have partied a little harder and just skipped class. My heart and prayers go out to the families and students that have lost someone. My continued prayers go out to those kids strong enough to be back in class. Higher education shouldn't come at such extreme costs.

Just Feelin' the Holiday

I love you without knowing how, or when or from where.
I love you straightforwardly, without complexities or pride:
so I love you because I know no other way than this:
where I does not exist nor you
so close that your hand on my chest is my hand,
so close that your eyes close as I fall asleep... Pablo Nerada, Love Sonnet xvii