So I've been bitten by the spring fever bug. I need to get rid of so much shit it isn't even funny. Most of the stuff is in GREAT shape and was just a victim of my redecorating bug that flew up my ass last year. The problem I have is this:
I honestly don't want the hassle of Craigslist. I know I could make some cash from stuff I have but it's such a pain in the ass to deal with the dumb people who make arrangements then never show, etc. On the other hand, dropping it off at Salvation Army and getting the tax write off for next year is a good idea, but the thought of someone getting my good shit and re-selling it on Craigslist for a profit pisses me off. LMAO! I know I have issues but that seriously pisses me off. My BFF wants to have a garage sale this spring but shit, that's so much work.
See my quandary?
Sunday, March 15, 2009
Saturday, March 14, 2009
Where is it coming from?!?!
My DH's boss had his baby a couple months early so I was out today picking up some preemie outfits for them. I came home and was putting everything together when I kept smelling something that smelled like Johnson & Johnson baby shampoo. I thought, hmmm....I wonder if these baby clothes smell like shampoo so I smelled them. Nope, not them. So I go about my business.
I still smell that smell. It's driving me mad. It's not a bad smell but I don't have any babies around here so why the hell am I smelling THAT SMELL!!! I start sniffing everything. DH thinks I've gone mad but my OCD is kicking in and I just can't rest until I figure this out.
The Flying Monkeys want to eat dinner. I go wash my hands to fix their food. I open the fridge and get....wait....the smell...it's STRONG, it's coming from me....my hands...from my hands. WTH? I look at the soap in the kitchen. It's from Bath and Body Works. The aromatherapy soap. Lavender Vanilla "sleep" hand soap. I smell it. I'll be damned. Johnson & Johnson baby shampoo. There it is. I spent $6 on soap when I could have spend $3 on baby shampoo for the same result.
I called DH at work to let him know. He thinks I'm a lunatic.
He's probably right.
I still smell that smell. It's driving me mad. It's not a bad smell but I don't have any babies around here so why the hell am I smelling THAT SMELL!!! I start sniffing everything. DH thinks I've gone mad but my OCD is kicking in and I just can't rest until I figure this out.
The Flying Monkeys want to eat dinner. I go wash my hands to fix their food. I open the fridge and get....wait....the smell...it's STRONG, it's coming from me....my hands...from my hands. WTH? I look at the soap in the kitchen. It's from Bath and Body Works. The aromatherapy soap. Lavender Vanilla "sleep" hand soap. I smell it. I'll be damned. Johnson & Johnson baby shampoo. There it is. I spent $6 on soap when I could have spend $3 on baby shampoo for the same result.
I called DH at work to let him know. He thinks I'm a lunatic.
He's probably right.
Seriously?
I have a crap email addy that I use to sign up for free stuff, contests, etc. I was trying to sign in this a.m and the p/w wouldn't work. So I clicked the "forgot p/w" button. I then get a message from hotmail that says "your password has been sent to your email".
What the fuck.
They send the password that I forgot to the email address that I cannot access because I forgot the password. Does anyone else see any problem with this?
Cheese and Rice.
What the fuck.
They send the password that I forgot to the email address that I cannot access because I forgot the password. Does anyone else see any problem with this?
Cheese and Rice.
Wednesday, February 25, 2009
There isn't enough Lexapro to touch this
I'm pissed at my H. I'm sick of him not telling me shit unless I notice something or guess at something.
Back story:
His mom got pissed at us (read: me) in November and stopped talking to us for like 2 months and stopped watching the Flying Monkeys when I worked (for which we PAID her btw). She started talking to us (read: H) again when she needed shit (here's my shocked look) now everything he goes over there to do is a big god damn secret. I said my piece to him about the situation with her one day when I just couldn't hold it in anymore (read: kinda went off about her but this has been 12 years coming) so I suppose it should be no surprise that he isn't forthcoming about things that involve her.
Now his Hot Mess of a brother is back living with his mom and all of a sudden, she's calling multiple times a week to either bitch about the Hot Mess (who's like 47 years old and an alcoholic/drug addict who's stolen shit from her in the past and pawed it to get alcohol and crack) or ask my H for something. I HATE how she can treat my H like SHIT one second then has the audacity to call the next second and ask for something. Fuck, that pisses me off. I can't tell you how much. Now my H is going out there today after he picks up Part duex to take the Hot Mess to a city to pay some outstanding tickets the Hot Mess has out there which have resulted in warrants for his arrest. Now my kid is gonna be holed up in a house where there's more smoke than a forest fire, come home smelling like a fucking ashtray and probably have another 10 years shaved off his life for the 2nd hand carcinogens he'll be privy too and I'm supposed to be OK with this? H wasn't even gonna mention that he was going out there for this bullshit but I noticed that he was getting ready to go somewhere and asked him where he was going and he had no choice but to reluctantly tell me. He pulled the "you have to sleep so I didn't think to mention it to you" bullshit excuse (I work midnights tonight) that he likes to use so often.
I know it's because it involves his mom. I know it's probably my own fault because I went off about her that one night to him. It's still bullshit. It's not MY fault she's like she is. It's not MY fault I'm sick and tired of him being treated like a fucking door mat. It's not MY fault I'm just sick and damn tired of dealing with the drama.
It's shit like this that makes me cry that my Mom is gone. I miss her so much at times like these. I want to scream at my MIL to fucking APPRECIATE HER SON AND GRANDKIDS while she still can. I want to SCREAM at her to stop acting like the whole fucking world revolves around HER and her selfish issues. I'm sad for my H because he had such a fucked up childhood.
The funny thing is, my dad physically abused me and my brothers all our childhood and I actually think my H had it worse than I did.
Sad isn't it?
Back story:
His mom got pissed at us (read: me) in November and stopped talking to us for like 2 months and stopped watching the Flying Monkeys when I worked (for which we PAID her btw). She started talking to us (read: H) again when she needed shit (here's my shocked look) now everything he goes over there to do is a big god damn secret. I said my piece to him about the situation with her one day when I just couldn't hold it in anymore (read: kinda went off about her but this has been 12 years coming) so I suppose it should be no surprise that he isn't forthcoming about things that involve her.
Now his Hot Mess of a brother is back living with his mom and all of a sudden, she's calling multiple times a week to either bitch about the Hot Mess (who's like 47 years old and an alcoholic/drug addict who's stolen shit from her in the past and pawed it to get alcohol and crack) or ask my H for something. I HATE how she can treat my H like SHIT one second then has the audacity to call the next second and ask for something. Fuck, that pisses me off. I can't tell you how much. Now my H is going out there today after he picks up Part duex to take the Hot Mess to a city to pay some outstanding tickets the Hot Mess has out there which have resulted in warrants for his arrest. Now my kid is gonna be holed up in a house where there's more smoke than a forest fire, come home smelling like a fucking ashtray and probably have another 10 years shaved off his life for the 2nd hand carcinogens he'll be privy too and I'm supposed to be OK with this? H wasn't even gonna mention that he was going out there for this bullshit but I noticed that he was getting ready to go somewhere and asked him where he was going and he had no choice but to reluctantly tell me. He pulled the "you have to sleep so I didn't think to mention it to you" bullshit excuse (I work midnights tonight) that he likes to use so often.
I know it's because it involves his mom. I know it's probably my own fault because I went off about her that one night to him. It's still bullshit. It's not MY fault she's like she is. It's not MY fault I'm sick and tired of him being treated like a fucking door mat. It's not MY fault I'm just sick and damn tired of dealing with the drama.
It's shit like this that makes me cry that my Mom is gone. I miss her so much at times like these. I want to scream at my MIL to fucking APPRECIATE HER SON AND GRANDKIDS while she still can. I want to SCREAM at her to stop acting like the whole fucking world revolves around HER and her selfish issues. I'm sad for my H because he had such a fucked up childhood.
The funny thing is, my dad physically abused me and my brothers all our childhood and I actually think my H had it worse than I did.
Sad isn't it?
Monday, February 23, 2009
Best.Site.Ever
Thanks to Bitchilla the Hun for bringing my new FAVORITE site to my attention. I haven't laughed this hard since my last work evaluation.
Here's why:
Today, I arrived at my parents house for dinner. When I got there, I noticed that they had gay pride flags hanging from the porch, and gay rights bumper stickers plastered to their cars. There was also a huge "We accept you, Nick" banner hanging from the garage. I'M NOT GAY! FML
Today, I saw my mom sneaking meat into her spaghetti sauce. She proceeded to tell me she sneaks meat into most of the food she cooks. I've been a vegetarian for 8 years. FML
Today, I had a job interview at a restauraunt opening up. One manager hypothetically asked me why I should be hired. I said I was more efficient than most. I left to find I'd locked my keys in the car. It took all the managers to help me get my keys out. FML
Today, I went to the Doctor with my parents. When the doctor asked if I was sexually active, I said 'Yes.' My mom laughed and said 'Good one.' My dad, for added effect said, 'Your hand doesn't count.' FML
Today, I was tutoring kids at an elementary school. One kid messed up my hair. I said, "Why'd you do that??" He said, "I have lice, now you have lice too!" FML
Today, my mother and I got into a huge fight about me being a lesbian. It ended with me saying "Fuck you!" to which she responded: "I bet you'd probably like to." FML
Today, my 5 year old nephew showed me green martians he'd made with his new Play Doh set. I smiled and said, "Wow! Now, how about some blue martians!" He looked at me and replied, "How about some blue shut the fuck up!". FML
Love it!
Here's why:
Today, I arrived at my parents house for dinner. When I got there, I noticed that they had gay pride flags hanging from the porch, and gay rights bumper stickers plastered to their cars. There was also a huge "We accept you, Nick" banner hanging from the garage. I'M NOT GAY! FML
Today, I saw my mom sneaking meat into her spaghetti sauce. She proceeded to tell me she sneaks meat into most of the food she cooks. I've been a vegetarian for 8 years. FML
Today, I had a job interview at a restauraunt opening up. One manager hypothetically asked me why I should be hired. I said I was more efficient than most. I left to find I'd locked my keys in the car. It took all the managers to help me get my keys out. FML
Today, I went to the Doctor with my parents. When the doctor asked if I was sexually active, I said 'Yes.' My mom laughed and said 'Good one.' My dad, for added effect said, 'Your hand doesn't count.' FML
Today, I was tutoring kids at an elementary school. One kid messed up my hair. I said, "Why'd you do that??" He said, "I have lice, now you have lice too!" FML
Today, my mother and I got into a huge fight about me being a lesbian. It ended with me saying "Fuck you!" to which she responded: "I bet you'd probably like to." FML
Today, my 5 year old nephew showed me green martians he'd made with his new Play Doh set. I smiled and said, "Wow! Now, how about some blue martians!" He looked at me and replied, "How about some blue shut the fuck up!". FML
Love it!
Friday, February 20, 2009
Feed Me Friday
Pulled BBQ Chicken Sandwiches
1 tablespoon canola oil
1 large onion, chopped
3 cloves garlic, minced
1 (14-ounce) can low-sodium tomato sauce
1/4 cup tomato paste
1/2 cup water
1/3 cup apple cider vinegar
5 tablespoons molasses
1/4 teaspoon ground black pepper
1/2 teaspoon liquid smoke
1 whole rotisserie chicken, skin removed, meat shredded into thin strips (about 4 to 4 1/2 cups)
6 whole-wheat hamburger rolls
6 large green lettuce leaves
Directions
Heat the oil in a large saute pan over a medium heat. Add the onions and cook until they are soft and translucent, about 5 minutes. Add the garlic and cook for 1 minute more. Add tomato sauce, tomato paste, water, vinegar, molasses, pepper and liquid smoke and bring to a boil. Reduce heat to medium-low and simmer for 15 minutes. Add chopped chicken, return to a simmer, and cook an additional 10 minutes.
Split rolls. Place a leaf of lettuce on each roll, then pile on 3/4 cup of the chicken mixture onto the roll.
Per Serving:
Calories 440; Total Fat 12 g; (Sat Fat 2.5 g, Mono Fat 5 g, Poly Fat 3.5 g) ; Protein 36 g; Carb 47 g; Fiber 5 g; Cholesterol 95 mg; Sodium 400 mg
Excellent source of: Protein, Fiber, Niacin, Vitamin B6, Vitamin C, Copper, Iron, Magnesium, Manganese, Phosphorus, Potassium, Selenium, Zinc
Good source of: Vitamin A, Thiamin, Riboflavin, Vitamin K, Pantothenic Acid, Calcium
Calories 440; Total Fat 12 g; (Sat Fat 2.5 g, Mono Fat 5 g, Poly Fat 3.5 g) ; Protein 36 g; Carb 47 g; Fiber 5 g; Cholesterol 95 mg; Sodium 400 mg
Excellent source of: Protein, Fiber, Niacin, Vitamin B6, Vitamin C, Copper, Iron, Magnesium, Manganese, Phosphorus, Potassium, Selenium, Zinc
Good source of: Vitamin A, Thiamin, Riboflavin, Vitamin K, Pantothenic Acid, Calcium
Thursday, February 19, 2009
Gymboree hates boys
Why else would they create this shirt for boys?
This is called the
"My Mom hates me because she bought me this fem-a la-fem shirt which she knows by me wearing it out in public (read school), I'm going to get my ass kicked on the playground AND I won't be able to go to the bathroom all day because if the other boys find me in the bathroom, they're gonna swirly me until the fem-a la-fem colors run from that shirt." shirt.
It get's better.
For the Mom who want's to drive her DH to closet homosexual activity
Get Dad the matching shirt so him and his kid can get their ass serviced in different ways.
WTG Gymbo!
This is called the
"My Mom hates me because she bought me this fem-a la-fem shirt which she knows by me wearing it out in public (read school), I'm going to get my ass kicked on the playground AND I won't be able to go to the bathroom all day because if the other boys find me in the bathroom, they're gonna swirly me until the fem-a la-fem colors run from that shirt." shirt.
It get's better.
For the Mom who want's to drive her DH to closet homosexual activity
Get Dad the matching shirt so him and his kid can get their ass serviced in different ways.
WTG Gymbo!
Thursday, February 12, 2009
Bad Mom #323
I told Part duex to "stop screwing the pooch" today.
Ugh. That was bad, I know. No hate mail. In my defense, I was holding 4 plastic grocery sac's one handle of which had already snapped (thanks to special ed Fred, that was the sac with all the friggen glass jars in it) and he was screwing the pooch instead of getting out of the damn car. He started laughing after I said it because, well, he's 4 and thinks "pooch" is funny. I did say that "Mommy shouldn't have said that" to him but if I make a bigger deal out of it, he'll sure as shit bust my ass to DH later today.
Dammit. Yet another naughty saying to add to his repertoire of things a 4 year old shouldn't hear much less have in their repertoire.
Ugh.
Ugh. That was bad, I know. No hate mail. In my defense, I was holding 4 plastic grocery sac's one handle of which had already snapped (thanks to special ed Fred, that was the sac with all the friggen glass jars in it) and he was screwing the pooch instead of getting out of the damn car. He started laughing after I said it because, well, he's 4 and thinks "pooch" is funny. I did say that "Mommy shouldn't have said that" to him but if I make a bigger deal out of it, he'll sure as shit bust my ass to DH later today.
Dammit. Yet another naughty saying to add to his repertoire of things a 4 year old shouldn't hear much less have in their repertoire.
Ugh.
Wednesday, February 11, 2009
What's for dinner Wednesday
Taco Salad in a bag
1 pound lean ground beef
1 (1 ounce) package taco seasoning mix
4 (2.5 ounce) packages corn chips (I'm using Doritos)
2 cups shredded lettuce
1 chopped fresh tomato
1 cup shredded Cheddar cheese
1/3 cup salsa
1/2 cup sour cream
Place ground beef in a large skillet. Cook and stir over medium heat until browned. Drain excess oil. Mix in the taco seasoning and prepare according to the directions on the package.
With the bags unopened, gently crush the corn chips. Snip the corners off the bags using scissors and slit open the bags along the side edge. Spoon equal amounts of the beef mixture, lettuce, tomato, Cheddar cheese, salsa and sour cream into the bags on top of the crushed chips. Serve in the bag and eat using a fork.
1 pound lean ground beef
1 (1 ounce) package taco seasoning mix
4 (2.5 ounce) packages corn chips (I'm using Doritos)
2 cups shredded lettuce
1 chopped fresh tomato
1 cup shredded Cheddar cheese
1/3 cup salsa
1/2 cup sour cream
Place ground beef in a large skillet. Cook and stir over medium heat until browned. Drain excess oil. Mix in the taco seasoning and prepare according to the directions on the package.
With the bags unopened, gently crush the corn chips. Snip the corners off the bags using scissors and slit open the bags along the side edge. Spoon equal amounts of the beef mixture, lettuce, tomato, Cheddar cheese, salsa and sour cream into the bags on top of the crushed chips. Serve in the bag and eat using a fork.
(I'm not eating this outta the bag although it sounds like a great idea for camping or picnics and such. I'll be setting this up nacho style.)
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