I've been busy y'all. Like I don't have time to play Candy Crush Saga and Bejeweled Blitz on Facebook all day kind of busy!
This past week I attended a Trivia event at our church/the girl's old school. Rich had to stay home with Mordecai as she had strep for the second time in the past three months.
Last year, the drunkest table in the trivia/trivial room (our table) came in third place. This year? The drunkest table (our table) who happened to be a step closer to the bar came in FIRST!!! I think it all had to do with the locale of the bar.
After looking at this photo this is the part of the evening where I should have put my stupid ass in my car but instead, I walked right up to the girl's ex-school's principal. Thankfully, I remembered to mind my P's and Q's. I didn't even slip in a motherfucker into the convo.
My personal goal was to have the principal look me in the eye and acknowledge we are no longer at this school and why the hell didn't you ask us why we left? After quite a bit of hem-hawing and ludicrous excuses as to why the school's enrollment is down (WAAYY DOWN), she told us we are welcome back any time. "Please come back now, ya hear?"
I walked away even more relieved of my decision to yank our girls the hell out of there. Besides the total lack of an excellent education - the lack of any acknowledgement of the problem is still the red herring to the administration.
and we are welcome back anytime? As if we weren't in the first place? We weren't fired for God's sake!WE left!
Anywho, our table felt quite good about winning out of the shear fact this place has totally torn us and our children down. We completed our legacy. Our kids are gone or soon-to-be and so is their entertainment and fun for next year. Serious fun. and money. More fun than money.
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This week we also found out that our Platy fish can have a shit-load of babies after leaving their supposed virginity at the door of the pet store. A baby happened to whiz around the fish tank on Saturday. After much fishing about and shaking all of the plastic leaves in the tank, the fish was gone. We guess one of the two bitches in the tank ate the tiny wee babe.
Four days later, another new baby showed up to the party late into the night. We were able to segregate the wee one while watching the piranhas try to eat their young. The should totally be reported to PETA or at the very least DHS for their shitty parenting skills.
Don't give me the evil eye, Gabby. You are the cannibal whore, not me.
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Sunday we decided to tackle a bit of a 'hoarding' going on in our garage. You would be amazed how much crap we have (or not one bit) and still have too much crap. After chunking five boxes of stuff to the curb, trash or the donation pile, I found an interesting engagement picture of Rich and I from long ago.
as well of a picture from High School on the left.
The expression on my face is a true representation of WTF have I gotten myself into here.....
I still feel the same way most days.
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Have you been watching The Bachelor? I have to admit I took a five year break because I couldn't handle all of the needy assholes on the show. I guess I'm anemic in the asshole department as of late because I started watching the franchise again. All I have to say is.....
this delusional ass-wipe can't kiss for shit! No wonder he's not married. My 16-year-old boyfriend TOTALLY kissed better than this. When your mouth collapses and the innards of your face look like a hillbilly without your wooden dentures intact while kissing, you, my dear, need some lessons in the making out department.
Don't get me started on Tierra or all of the whiny women who say they have fallen in love with Sean and "want" him within the 3.5 seconds of spending actual physical space in his altered time space continium.
I wish I could unread who the spoilers say he has ended up with in the "most dramatic final rose ceremony to date...."
Not that I would hate this final choice but it's kind like when I read the ending of a book after reading the first three chapters. A problem I actually have when reading. I'm too impatient and if this shit doesn't end well, why waste my time? but yet, I'm so disappointed to know what is going to happen.
I have to say, impatience hasn't really served me well in my life.
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It seems the wedding season is upon us and oh, man! I have weddings lined up.
Both a good and bad thing.
Bad as I can't waste my time on the computer, with crap t.v., or hiding out in the bathroom reading my US magazine. Good because I need the dough to replace our roof from last year's hail damage. It seems we spent the 80% reinbursed insurance money on expenses in December and January because fucking banks and mortgage companies felt like holding onto their money instead of paying their creditors.
Funny to think, we are actually a creditor of sorts. I wish I could bomb these companies credit records for their shitty paying practices.
Seriously. We have cookies, Valentines and Monster High to buy for these babes.
OH!MY!GOD! She is just a baby!!!!!!
Don't even get me started on reading about a nine-year-old giving birth to a child. My baby is nine. I can't begin to imagine.
This world is truly fucked up.

Love the engagement picture. Is Rich holding a shovel?
Posted by: MF | 08 February 2013 at 08:37 AM
I transferred out of my 1st Catholic high school, due to a particularly bitchy nun who I like to call Sister Maggot. About 12+ years ago, I volunteered to do a career fair at the school (because any day out of the lab is a good day), and I was hoping to run into her. She was trying to claim my "success" (such as it is - I have a good job, but I don't compare to the graduates from my other high school) as being a product of their school. I pretty much laughed in her face. It was delightful. Why does Catholic school make one so petty? According to a thing I saw on FB, it's because after being threatened with Hell for so many minor infractions, everything else seems insignificant. :)
Where am I going to get my extra Candy Crush lives if you're not playing????
Posted by: a | 08 February 2013 at 08:57 AM
Fish are weird. SO weird. We got a snail for our first fish tank, and one morning my son was ecstatic, yelling, "MOM! Gary had BABIES!" I thought he was mistaken, and then I realized we had hundreds of tiny snails all over the tank. And then I did some research and found out that snails are hermaphrodites and can impregnate themselves. ARE YOU KIDDING ME.
PS--love the picture!
Posted by: Andrea | 08 February 2013 at 10:13 AM
I heard almost the exact same thing about the H.S. Family pulled their kids out. No ONE ever asked why.
As you know, I pulled my kid from Catholic Schools when the teacher said she WAS NOT going to write nice things in the BoyChild's planner (because she was writing all the bad shit every day and his counselor said it might help him if she wrote something GOOD about him too) because she praised the children all the time. I am not a violent person, but I don't think I ever wanted to punch someone in the face so much as I did at that parent-teacher meeting.
Posted by: M&Co. | 08 February 2013 at 12:12 PM
You are such a crack-up! You always make me smile. BTW, I think you look exactly like Carni Wilson. She is beautiful, and so are you.
Posted by: Billie | 08 February 2013 at 12:58 PM
I would say that the catholic school your daughters attended is a lot like the schools I used to have to deal with in our sports league. They have the idea that they are better than everyone else. The principal probably has no idea what is going on inside the classrooms of the school. I'm so glad you chose to send your girls to a different school. Sounds like it is better for all of you.
Way to go on winning trivia night. I have a great brain for remembering useless trivia. The stuff I should remember, not so much!
I think you have a happy birthday coming up pretty soon. Do you have big party plans?
Posted by: Julie | 08 February 2013 at 02:03 PM
You are looking super-gorgeous these days.
Posted by: the slackmistress | 08 February 2013 at 05:04 PM
Add me to the list of those who think you are looking extra pretty these days!
And let the cannibal whore eat her babies. I speak from experience. After accidentally buying live-bearing fish, I ended up with lots of babies. :) I carefully segregated them as you've done yours. And then there were more and more and more. And then what?! I can't have ten aquariums in my house. So I put more plants inn the tank and let nature take its course with future babies. A few will survive by hiding. And the rest, well.....won't. But you won't have a hundred pet fish.
Also? Love the engagement picture. Hilarious!
Posted by: Tonya | 09 February 2013 at 07:55 AM
Yeah, we had the same situation with our Mickey Mouse Platy. I was looking in the fish tank one day and I swear I saw a baby, but thought I was seeing things because no one else could spot it. And as each day would go by, a new baby would show up. I wasn't as nice as you though...I didn't seperate them. Amazingly enough, about 8 survived to the point that they were too big to be eaten, only to die within their first year of life due to my mad aquarium keeping skills. I was at the pet store the other day and I over heard the employee tell a customer that they only sell male fish. Took all my willpower not to laugh and shout "Don't bet on it".
Posted by: T.O. | 09 February 2013 at 05:10 PM
Your engagement photo is fifty shades of awesome.
Posted by: Angella | 09 February 2013 at 05:25 PM
The amount of time that I have spent on Candy Crush Saga is super embarrassing. However, I have recently graduated to Ruzzle. And that engagement photo=awesome.
Posted by: Amanda | 11 February 2013 at 04:35 PM
I've read one post of yours, and I'm already a little in love with you. ;)
Posted by: Sarah Piazza | 11 February 2013 at 05:13 PM