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Wow--been over a week since I've been here. Where does the time go? Seems like some things take over your life. You intend to get back to stuff--you really, really mean it, then you do something else. Get mad at yourself and oh boy...

Work and school and the bank that holds my mortgage all got to me in the last few days. OK, I LET it get to me. My bad. I made it all drama, instead of a sit com. Let it stir me so, I took it out on alot of iced coffee and a good pizza and did not do much with plaques, terra cotta pots, and even my cat, who has his own blog, got hissed at me too.

Fast forward to today. I remembered I must and need to claim what I want--none of this middle of the road maybe stuff. Was a rough week and some days, yet all is good.

It always is. Like these November purple blooms in my backyard. Good stuff.

Just there are times I just kinda sorta forget.

Gotta work on that.

Just Had To...

Think about stuff going on. Gave thought to getting rid of this house --again--
And I keep thinking what is it I really need to make this house
Really a piece of mind for me?
Well, I'll keep you posted.
Well, something I just had to do tonight
Was to go get a burger at the best burger place in Dallas: Burger Island! Yes, and onion rings too. I felt in the mood. After the day at work today, plus another hot day, and the play I need to finish tweaking by September 1.
I wanted a burger. If you ever had a Burger Island burger, you know what heaven tastes like. I had a hickory cheeseburger, which was a big as a frisbee. As I sat on my couch (got burger to go) my
female cat--I call Mommy Girl: , because--she was Mommy when she was still just a little girl cat--decided to snatch a piece of the burger bun as it feel apart.
I was not amused. Mommy Girl's tummy was tho.
So to wrap this up-
I just had to do what I wanted.
And trust me, Burger Island is one of the BEST places to do it in!

Wired Wednesday

Haven't been here in a few days. For one, I had a paper due on Monday which I completed on time. Until I receive a grade, I have 96% in the class, and this is its final week. GLAD! Kinda tedious, yet just a jolt of fresh air after the last class. UGH.

On this day, I ponder the new paper I must write by this coming Monday, and my portion of a paper for the team project--which we have not even discussed, except it's over General Motors. There's a final exam I gotta take which has a time limit of 3 hours. I've read some of the text--not ALL, and I will before the exam. That's gotta be done by Monday too.

Hmm. Then my writers' group meets Saturday and must have critique done and the exercise of 200 or so words for it. I also wanted to have a draft of one of my stories for my novella to share--yet I don't know when I can get that done. And the play, I think I mentioned that's due Sept. 1.

On top of all that, I realized how tired I am being broke. God does provide my needs, so I make it. I get fed--which my hips brag about. So do the cats. Yet, I want to go to New York for the weekend. Why NOT? Takes money. This house has drained me. Wait, that's not really true. The mortgage payment itself is great--the taxes and that yahoo stuff dampens the sidewalk. I'd like to get rid of the car's payment--Something has really got to give. I'm considering giving up the cable, heck I've lived on less....

I think of the business ideas. Small in stature, yet could be big in returns and would fun to do.

Peach pie anyone? Cute cat calendar? Cute cat night shirt? Pot holder...?

Outside of that, I am going to play I mentioned a couple weeks back on Friday night--looking forward! In fact, someone else offered to drive me there and back, since it's a good 20-25 miles and I'm good at getting lost--I hopped on that. The someone who the ride is actually the male lead in the play-so I KNOW he knows where he's going! :)

Well, kinda wired on a Wednesday....

And nothing that a little Sonic Strawberry Limeade Chiller can't cure...all's good!

Marvelous

It's March!

Just days away from my fave season: SPRING!

And just 38 days from my birthday...and yes, do sound the trumpets!

Honestly, my Monday now slows down. Didn't get as much sleep as I wanted last night, due to eagerness to start the new job today. Rainstorm caused my power to go out about 4:30AM. I knew that because my alarm system beeps to tell me something is wrong. Yea, I wanted to shoot the alarm box...

Let me say, first day of new job was MARVELOUS! No joke. Trainers kept my attention all day. All of us felt good as we walked out. I'm now in the mortgage area and will work on Short Sales--one step above foreclosure. After all that, I turned in the last of my first week's school assignments tonight and await Week 2's lot.

Fed the cats. Fed the birds. Now I'm gonna feed me some Blue Bell Banana Nut Ice Cream. You gotta try this stuff because it's ..

YUMMY YUM YUM my day is done. :)

Saturday Smiles

You should be washing dishes. Mop the floor. Doing laundry. Instead you pet just about every cat in the neighborhood---oh wait, they ALL live with you. Pop your daily meds. Take a shower. Notice the man who once again said he'd call so you two could do coffee hasn't and probably true to form: won't. Which is too bad, because you hoped he'd changed---finally.

Nonetheless, you feel a giddy. January 20, 2009, Inauguration Day inches closer. You bask how more History is being made.

You also realize there's movies to see, paint to buy, dreams for another house, food for all the neighborhood cats that seem to live with you. And then there's the pipin' hot coffee with the scrumptious piece of pie at Celebrity Bakery that screams your name.

Yea, all that other stuff can wait. You got things to do. To make you smile, you post some videos from a time before you had to be responsible for the dishes, the floor, the laundry and now that pesky mortgage because you crave a roof over your head and all the neighborhood cats. A little David Cassidy and the Partridge Family, then Osmond Brothers when it was still all five of them, and then a little rock n roll because you did always like a little Kiss.

The Osmond Brothers

...and now a little Kiss

Headlines....$770 Million for Food Aid....

The Soon, but not Soon Enough to Exit the White House, President George Bush has pledged $770 million for food aid to Third World Countries. OK—I applaud the thought of it. To aid those less fortunate is the right thing. My on-the drive-home radio newscaster told me there is reason President Bush isn’t giving any food aid to the United States. The U.S. food prices have increased only an average of 4% (here in Dallas, it’s 6%), while the other countries’ are over 40%. On paper, it works…..

However.

What of the folks here---heck, what about ME? When I gasp today at bread prices, which were cheaper last week? I can’t drown my sorrows with ice cream, because it’s not on sale. I may have to fight my cats for their Friskies chicken and tuna prime fillets. Clipping coupons is my newest BFF. Yes, we can and should learn to budget more. Hate it. Yet I can do it. I don’t want to. Reality.


What of the folks stretched more than I am? Families need to be fed. What about people that don’t know if they can make it until payday? Pray that a check won’t clear before the payday money is there? The hot check they wrote was to get money for the dinner table. Astronomical fuel prices don’t help. The mortgage mess doesn’t help. Our current situation reeks of spoiled milk.


What are you going to do for the people here at home, Soon, but Not Soon Enough to exit the White House, President Bush? Yes, help those, in other lands, that are less fortunate. The United States is the richest country in the world-we’re supposed to do that! Althoough, tell that to the folks (including me) that hang out in the Everything’s 99 cent store.


Is there money left in the cookie jar for us (the United States), President Bush? Or did the mice eat it all since they couldn’t find any cheese either?