It's So Dumb

The kitty crisis of yesterday has been somewhat settled I have at least two of my daughters are feeling sorry for the lonely mommy cat and willing to give back her babies. My 11 year old (the unrelenting animal lover) is being very stubborn about it though. If she had her way we would take in every stray we found and she usually cries trying. I am the adult though and so that means I should will win eventually.
As for today it's been good so far. My husband and I went to our oldest daughters awards ceremony this morning, she received three academic awards, we have been bragging proud all day. We came home and watched a movie ~Australia~ great movie, I laughed and cried, it was long though. I was slightly disappointed in the sex scene not because it wasn't good but because I had begun to think it was okay for the girls to watch :( maybe I'll fast forward or make them close their eyes through that part but there was a lot of violence and death too so I probably won't.
Anyway, the hubby went off to collage and I got off the old ass and turned on the 'Roadhouse' (my fav old country Sirius radio station) full blast and I cleaned my pigsty very lived in house up some, then started super ~spaghetti~
While doing dishes and listening to my old country,I started to wonder if two of my favorite country singers, Loretta Lynn and Dolly Pardon, had ever been friends. I usually sing along at the top of my lungs while dancing cleaning, but since the hubby has been layed off, he has been up my ass too much catching me in my private Me world. It's really a pain, I even have to watch over my shoulder when I'm talking to myself because he interrupts my conversations at least twice a week, then laughs at me, (like he don't talk to himself) fucker eavesdropper.
I hurried up with the dishes to do some research on this subject.
What I found was a shit load of information, I shoulda just asked my mama. Yes they were great friends and even made an album with Tammy Wynette ' Honky Tonk Angels'

In the meantime what the hell should I name this post it's so dumb?

Ooh..... I'm in trouble

The yungins found three little kittens in the garage the other day. Of course,the girls oohed and aahed looked at me with their big blue eyes "kin we keep um mom?" Hell no We'll see I said, just what I needed to add to my ongoing zoo, which now consist of four dogs, my two male cats and these three kitty's and last but not least the duck~don't ask
They are cute little shits though. Last night one of them curled up with Teffa (our beagle) and her one fat puppy that the girls are not keeping determined to keep and have named him 'Rudy'. My concern is of course for my poor house and husband the lonely mommy cat, who is now with out her kittens. I have, of course been trying to use this point to convince the girls that it's best to just put them back and let the poor mommy find them, and so far they are having none of that. Amid the tears and the "but, they need us mom" and "they love us now's" they have quilted me into convinced me to wait awhile and see if we can catch the mom too~ Woo Hoo.
Today though, with the kids at school I let the kitty's out and when I went to let um in I saw the mommy, so I thought here's my chance she sure looks lonely without her noisy sweet kittens. I put them out there again and left um alone but didn't see her again so I gave up and went out to get them. One kitty is missing...... SHIT!!!!&;*%#@*!&**!! ......My girls are gonna have a conniption fit. I can't find it anywhere and I have to assume that the mommy snuck in and took it, at least that's what I'll be telling the girls when they get home. Maybe I can convince them (after they make me feel like a piece of shit with all of their tearful theatrics) that the mommy needs her other kitty's too. I'm wondering if I should stick the other two out there now and just have her take um all so I only have to go through the drama once. What do you think?

Evil Thoughts Abound

Tonight was the second day of eight days in a row at work. I thought I'd hold up better but I got pissy as soon as I walked in and seen that nothing was stocked or done. This is not a good sign when I have six more days to go, I sure hope no one gets hurt I can make it.
I do my damn job I don't slack, but I also don't bitch. This happens more and more lately and now it's gettin real old, my boss won't listen to shit ex-specially about this girl, the suck up favorite. Well I'm resorting to one of my Mamas favorite lines 'If you want it done right ya best just do it yourself.' So all night while watching the drunks get drunker (and yes it's possible stupider.......I don't know how they do it) I was hatching evil plans. Most of these evil plans I had to discount because I'm really not that evil, just my thoughts and only half the time sometimes. I mean come on, how could flattening her tires make her start stocking the fuckin coolers? That would only make me feel better look bad if I got caught, and giving her the black eye I want to would sure make her look bad, but how could doing that possibly make me look good?
After gettin rid of the fun, feel good, evil bad ideas I decided to just do the same to her, I do days tomorrow and she follows me, so I'm gonna not stock and totally slack and if she says anything I'll just sweetly say 'well that's how you left it for me yesterday' or 'well I thought that's how we do it now adays' or 'paybacks are a bitch huh' or 'well I decided to test out this slackin thing and I'm thinkin I like it' ~ I don't know what I'll say, it'll come to me when she says somethin bout it, which she will, cus she's like that and I'll just say whatever snide remark that comes into my head. If that don't work, I'll just go to my roots, my core if ya will, 'the redneck way' and say "hey bitch, stock yer shit or git hit"
The redneck way is usually the simplest and fasted way to get anything done, I don't know why I usually save it for a last resort, maybe has something to do with being excepted in polite society and all that, but, what, I ask you is polite about not doing your job and leaving your work, so a sweet, pleasent, funny little redneck ends up doing it for you. HOW RUDE

Got any 'Ironwood' in you

What a damn day it's been. Started out with gettin the yungins off to school then instead of stayin up and gettin sum shit done, dumbass me goes back to bed. Got up around 11:00 (lazy bitch)Yeah, so then I sit in front of my computer and just space, can't seem to wake up the old brain, happens a lot. I didn't have to work in the bar last night, but I did the 11-5 thingy in the kitchen burnin shit, talkin to myself and spazin out cookin (poor people).
Went and visited my ma after I got off work and then went home, I was tired but couldn't sleep. I get insomnia a lot and it seems like when I'm the tiredest that's when I just can't sleep. This happens tooo much, it's startin to piss me off. I've tried getting drunk everything.
Anyway, since I couldn't get my brain to function I spent the day reading other peoples cool stuff, got some ideas but got pissy too, cus everyone else's shit is better then mine.Damnit!
So, the yungins get home from school and we leave to go watch a baseball game, that they got the tickets for by doing really hard stuff at school, like 'reading'.
I took the night off work cus they guilted me into going, I hate baseball, so freakin boring.
It's bout an hour drive to the stadium, so we go early so we can do the dinner thingy too. We go the mall to get me some bourbon chicken and an orange julius (my once a year treat). Then were off to spend an hour waiting in line and listening to some chinese people behind us the whole time.
Did learn something new today with this experience though. Did ya know that 'HI' in chinese means 'YES'?? ~at least that's what me and the girls figured out when the china-men behind us was talking on his cell phone and all he kept sayin was 'HI' over and over.
Well, I got off subject again (stupid brain) okay, so we finally get into the stadium and find our seats. We're all cold cus the hubby forgot the jackets in the car (yeah his brains fucked too) at least mine had enuff 'matter' left to remember to bring um. So he's gone for EVER and me and the girls are left to sit and twiddle our thumbs watchin this boring shit and freezing our asses off. He finally get's back with the jackets and so we're warm, but then, we got thirsty, so he was off again.
At last, we all get settled and we start watching the game.
Then we all just start lookin at each other (all thinkin the same thing) and my oldest 'the smartass' finally says what we're all thinkin... she says "So this was loads of fun... are we ready to go now?" to that, we all nod our heads and we're off~ to home, another damn hour back.
The yungins had a few doosys for the ride home ... we were on a road called 'Ironwood' and my 11 year old says "Yep, we got a lot of that in us, huh ma" before I could even answer my formerly smart 8 year old said "no, we're rednecks right mom?" to that the oldest said "nope, I did research on this and we came from France"
Yep, these are my husbands kids today, and in conclusion I've decided that today has been a bad BRAIN day all the way around.

Where's the beef (chicken)

Well, It's been awhile since writin' in here. My shit job is still shitty, my awesome website is gettin' more hits and clicks everyday but no one is buyin' yet. My AdSense for this blog are not showing up and I've been tryin to figure that one out. I think I gotta write better shit so I'll give that a try tomorrow.Over all same old same old.
On a better note I bought a half a beef, sure made my freezer happy to be so full. I was tellin' one of the yungins about it and the goofy kid said with hands on hips "well, what kinda chicken is that?"~ this one's the hubby's yungin lol
Any way look at the happy freezer--->>>
~So full and satisfied~

Anywho, I added a twitter widget to my websites home page and rearranged some stuff yesterday, it looks good (still missin' sumthin though).
I added a new beer page I just love it and last week added a more shit page.

My youtube video page is coming along nicely too be sure to go visit.

350 South

check out this little six year old tearin' up these drums cool huh